Meeting James - Chapter One - Sex Stories

Meeting James - Chapter One

... eyes instantly lowered as his penis came into few. Even flaccid, it still looked impressive, swinging back and forth the head touching one thigh and then the other as he walked. I looked back up and my eyes caught his as he gave me a knowing smile. I looked down, shyly realizing he’d caught me admiring his cock. He handed me the bottle of water and slipped back into the bed beside me. We began talking again as we sipped our water. We talked of our love of Southern California and of the rich history of Los Angeles. Why did I feel so comfortable around him? Post-coitus conversations should be awkward and uncomfortable, but this wasn’t. I had only known him for six hours, but it felt like six years. After about an hour of easy conversation, I could tell by the look in his eyes that he wanted me again. As we moved closer to each other and joined our bodies together, everything felt just right. This time, it wasn’t animalistic fucking like before. His motions were slow and easy, and we took our time. We enjoyed each other’s bodies and reveled in the pleasure we were giving each other. We both reached orgasm easily and as the sun started to come up, I fell into a deep sleep in his arms. The last thing I remember thinking was, did we just make love? The next morning I awoke, and as the fog lifted it took me a few seconds to realize where I was. I wasn’t in the tiny shoe box room inside my small apartment. Looking around, I realized I was in a large soft bed in some huge hotel ...

... bedroom. I became scared until it all started to come back to me. The charity fund raiser, the orchestra, the dancing, the drinks, the…. OH SHIT… SEX. As I moved in the bed, I felt James’ body pressing against me. I looked over at the bedside clock. God, it was almost two in the afternoon. My mind started whirling. It was Saturday afternoon and I thought of everything that I needed to get done before Monday. Damn, I had already wasted half the day sleeping. I thought of trying to sneak out of the hotel room, but, just my luck, all of my stirring had woken James. “Good morning,” he said, smiling at me. “Good morning,” I said shyly, pulling the sheet up to my neck, making sure my naked body was covered. “Listen, I had a great time last night, but I need to figure out where my clothes are so I can get home,” I said in a mortified tone. My whole body was sticky from the sweat and I didn’t want to think about what else it was probably sticky from. I knew I was a mess and I probably smelled like I had been having sex all night. “What’s your hurry? I don’t want you to think I’m running you off,” he said smiling. “No, it’s not that. I have a million things I need to get done before classes on Monday and I’m sure you have things you need to do as well. I don’t want to get in your way,” I said, looking down shyly. Why couldn’t I have just got up a half-hour ago and snuck out while he was still asleep. Now he’s awake and I have to pay the piper, God, how mortifying. “Nonsense”, he said. “Why ...