must have been tough at the conference. “I want to give you the best fucking of your life. Better than all the others. Me and you babe. It’s just me and you.” My fingers were energised by his words. They worked faster. I popped my middle finger inside and rubbed at my G-spot. “And you’ll never do it with anyone else. Ever. You hear? You’re mine now. Mine forever.” The image at the other end of the screen started to shake. His lips were pursed and a film of sweat formed over his brow. “Come in me honey. Come in me now.” And just at that moment, it felt exactly as if he did.
G is for Gail W hen Gail invited me over for the weekend, I didn’t think anything about it. She had a cottage up in the hills and wanted to get away from it all. The problem was that she didn’t like to be there by herself, so she’d be grateful if I could go along. I liked the idea. A weekend away with a friend was just what I needed. I’d just broken up with Ravi and I’d let it all get on top of me. He broke my heart when he left, he really did. She picked me up on Friday morning and we drove up into the countryside. The cottage was beautiful. It was an old stone home with its own little garden and an impressive view over the valley. Inside it was so cute. The ceilings were only just high enough for us to stand up. There was an open fireplace with a lovely wrought iron surround. The stairs wound straight from the living room and creaked when we walked on them. Upstairs there were two bedrooms opposite each other with a small bathroom to the side. Once we’d unpacked our weekend bags and had our healthy lunch of soup and salad, we decided to go for a walk and set off into the trees. The smell of pine was fresh and calming. I knew I’d done the right thing in going along. After about twenty minutes, Gail told me about a place in the river when you could swim. “I haven’t brought my swimming things,” I told her, but she said it would be fine. “Nobody ever comes here. We can strip off and jump in. That’s what I always do anyway.” The water at the spot was perfectly clear. I could see the pebbles on the bottom all the way to the other side. It certainly looked inviting enough and the heat of the sun meant that a cooling off was definitely in order. We put down our bags and sat next to them. I took off my tee shirt slowly. Gail, on the other hand, ripped off her blouse. Her bra was beautiful. It was pink and lacy and held her body perfectly. What I hadn’t expected was for her to reach behind her back and undo the catch. The bra straps fell from her shoulders and she slipped it over her arms. I couldn’t help looking. Her breasts were amazing. There were firm and soft looking. Her nipples were neat and perfectly centred. For a moment I was jealous, but the wonder of them soon overwhelmed that feeling. She shook back her long hair and bunched it into a pony tail. I slipped off my shorts and felt a little shy. I wasn’t usually bothered about showing off my body and I wondered what was going on. At least I had on my favourite panties, a lacy, pink pair that were practically brand new. Gail’s eyes looked me over. I felt myself glowing on the inside. She smiled at something and then pulled off her own shorts, followed immediately by her own knickers. My lungs sucked in all the air they could manage. Gail’s pussy was trimmed down to almost nothing. Her pubic hair was like a grey shadow that only thickened in a tiny line down the middle of the triangle that emphasised her slit. Her whole body was lightly and evenly tanned in a way that mine has never been. She turned from me and kicked off her shoes. I watched he lovely round buttocks run from me as she took off to the water and dived in. She gave a few gasps and then found the deepest part of the water and treaded water there. I was slow off the mark. “Come on. It’s lovely,” Gail urged. I left my bra and pants on, a little ashamed