Linda Linda

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Genre: Erotica



Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica


Chapter1 (v.1) - Chapter One

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: January 25, 2017

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: January 25, 2017




Jack had finished college and was still living with his parents pending an upcoming job and his own place. His parents and every neighbor around them were gone for the day.

The kitchen trash had soured and Jack took it out. When he sat the can lid down, he heard his neighbor say, “Is that you Jack?

“Sure is, Linda.” He stepped on the bottom rail of the fence and peeked over. She was in the nude. “You're looking damn good today, Linda.”

“I'm very horny today. Are you coming over and help me with the cure?”

He climbed over the fence faster than he ever had. He said, “Does this answer your question?” he said as he took off his shirt and eagerly slid out of his pants and shorts. His cock wasn't especially long, but decidedly thicker than most. When she got a look at his hardness, she became obsessed with how it would feel splitting her in two. Her pussy began to take over for her brain at that moment.

“Bring that fine piece of man meat over here.”

He stood between her legs. This is two fantasies for me.


“Yep. The first is seeing you naked and the other is having a chance to screw you. You're surely my number one dream girl.”

“I want you to fuck me too, Jack.”

“Whatever the lady wants the lady gets.”

“Who said I'm a lady? I'm much more whore-like than ladylike.”

“I like the sound of that.” He slid himself into her and gave her a few slow strokes.

“Oh, god yes. That's it! Keep fucking me.”

“That's my thought exactly.” He leaned forward and was on top of her pressing his weight to her.

“This feels so fucking good.”

After a long fuck and an oral exchange, she said, “You can have me anytime you want, Sweetie.”

“How about tomorrow? Everyone will be gone then.”

“Perfect. I have to take Lew to the airport at eight. About nine?

“Fine.” He kissed her and said, I'll be here.”

At nine, he knocked heard her reply through her open bedroom window, “Come in, Baby. It's open.”

Her saw her sitting on her bed, topless, looking through the contents of a large chest at the foot of the bed.

“Whatcha' got there?” he wondered.

“I wanted you to see these things so you would know what a nasty girl I am. I want to use all these things with you.”

He was stunned at the wide array of sex toys she had there.

She then picked up the tray that was a part of the chest to reveal another assortment of negligees and such. “Oh my! What does Lew think of these things?”

“We haven't done much with any of it. He's not as adventurous as I. I've used them mostly with the guys I've dated.”

“How many guys are you dating now?”

“Just you.”

“Great! I don't like to share. Tell me something. When a married woman says she is dating, does that mean she finds a guy who gets her blood up and fucks the hell out of him?”

“That's about the size of it.”

She usually greeted him in one of them or less. “I can certainly see what a very dirty girl you are. I've never wanted a woman as much as I want you right now.”

“Go for it! I'm more than ready.”

As the summer progressed, their pillow talk became as important as their sex. He came to want her for much more than her extremely fine body and their very intense sex.

To the same extent, she saw was drawn to so much more than his thick cock. Their pillow talk became very important part of their time together. One day, she said, “I could fall for you in a very big way.”

“I feel the same way. I especially like your affection and your support. Your something special in many ways.”

It was another day when he got a call from Margie. She invited him to the next voyeuristic party that she and her husband George were giving in a couple weeks. She said, “Eight on the 23rd. Can you make it?”

“I'll ask Linda. I think she'll fit in fine.”

“We haven't met her yet have we?”

“No. We got together just after I saw you last. She's 35, married, built like a brick blockhouse and great to be with. I think she'll be the hit of the party. “I'll call her right now. I'll call you back as soon as I know anything.”

“My sister will be here for you if you want.”

“Don't bother. It's Linda or no one. She's my one and only.”

The call to Linda went better than expected. “How's my girl today?”

“Fine. You sound pretty chipper.”

“I am. I just got a call from my friends, Margie and George and we've been invited to a party.”


“The 23rd at eight. Is that date okay?”

“I can make it.”

“Don't you want to know what kind of party it is?”

“Yes, of course. I'll need to know what to wear.”

“That won't matter much. It's a voyeuristic party where a small group of people get together to watch and be watched while they're fucking.”

“Great! I haven't done anything like that for a long time. I'll be looking forward to it. What should I wear?”

Some wear casual, some more formal. You could call Margie an ask her."


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