Date: Tue, 7 Dec 2021 03:52:59 +0000 (UTC)
From: Rob <rob83401@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mercury Cougar - Relationships, Encounters, Adult Friends

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I was on my knees in the aisle of Home Depot when I got that feeling
someone was watching me. I looked up and saw a face that I knew I should
recognize. His face broke out in a broad smile. Then it hit me.

"No fucking way!"

"Thought that was you. Didn't know if you'd remember."

"How the fuck did you recognize me? It's got to be more than thirty
years!"

"At least."

Yup. It's been thirty-five years since Jesse and I broke up. We broke up
because Jesse found out I cheated on him with this Home Depot stranger.
Well, first he found out the stranger had fucked me. Then we broke up.
Then I had the stranger fuck me again; to make up for breaking up my
relationship with Jesse. I don't come out looking very good in this
story. In a nutshell, Jesse was wronged, I had no self control and this
Home Depot stranger rocked my world. Twice.

Okay. Maybe you need some details. It's my story, after all. We'll just
let the Home Depot stranger stand there looking sexy while I fill you
in.

All those years ago, Jesse and I were in a long distance relationship. I
was horny. Jesse was far away. I let this stranger (we never exchanged
names) fuck me in the back seat of his Mercury Cougar. Well, he was in
the back seat. I guess I was, too; at least from the waist down. My upper
torso was between the bucket seats with my head in the front seat,
sucking the cock of the stranger's boyfriend. It was two in the morning.
The whole encounter only lasted about twenty minutes. Only twenty
minutes; but some of the hottest sex of my life. Raw. Animalistic. Angry.
We only had spit for lube. The stranger was aggressive and controlling.
His boyfriend was mad at him for fucking me; he was mad at me for letting
his boyfriend fuck me; and he was taking out his anger by holding my head
and fucking my mouth. When it was over, I was standing next to the car
pulling my pants up as they drove away. I had the boyfriend's cum all
over my face. The stranger's cum was mostly inside of me; but with a fair
amount running down my legs. That pretty much sums up the first time.

Then through a series of bizarre coincidences, Jesse found out
because.....the stranger told him. Long story. Friends of friends.
Drunken story at a party. Didn't realize Jesse was my boyfriend. All you
need to know is that the stranger told Jesse 'that redhead has the best
ass I ever plugged'. Our break up was fast and furious.

"How have we never run into each other? You still live here?"

"No way. I moved away not long after we hooked up. Just back in town for
Thanksgiving with the family."

I'm not sure how to describe how he was looking at me. He was looking at
me like I didn't know he was checking me out. Like he thought he was
invisible. I told you I couldn't describe it. He was checking me out,
very thoroughly. He didn't care that I was watching him do it. Then he
abruptly looked up into my eyes.

"So what's your situation?"

"My situation?"

"I want to fuck your ass again. Come back to my hotel."

"Oh, but...I've got this tile to finish. I didn't shower this morning...I
don't know...I've put on a few pounds since then"

"Yeah. I don't accept any of those excuses. I can see exactly what you
look like."

"Thanks, man. But..."

"In a word, you look fuckable."

He knew all along that he was going to win.

"What hotel?"

He gave me a look that was somewhere between "Oh, hell yes!" and  "I knew
you would still be a slut!".  I left my cart and followed him outside. He
told me the hotel and room number. He said we'd need to hurry. His flight
left in a couple of hours.

As I followed him across town, I thought back to the second time we
hooked up. I honestly don't remember how we arranged it. It was maybe a
month after the first time. He came to my apartment while my roommate was
at work. The fuck that followed was a turning point in my life. That
sounds a little over top, doesn't it? Let's just say that during that
second time together, he became increasingly more dominant and
controlling. He was watching my reactions and ramping up the alpha factor
accordingly. It was just one of those encounters where everything falls
into place. For every piece of the jigsaw that had a nub poking out, the
puzzle piece with the missing notch was right there; just waiting to be
filled. That afternoon I learned a lot about myself. I learned what it
was like to submit. As he was leaving he said he was going to bring
handcuffs the next time we met. It never happened; but I jerked off many
times over the years imagining how it would have played out.

It was an older motel by the airport. By the time I parked he was walking
up the stairs. He stood outside the room door and leered at me as I
walked up the stairs toward him. By the time I reached him, his hard cock
was easily visible through his jeans. As soon as the door closed behind
me, he had me pinned to the wall. He had my hands over my head, tightly
gripping my wrists. Then I heard the shower come on. I couldn't really
move; but he could see the panic in my eyes. He simply moved his lips
right up next to my ear and whispered.

"You feel fucking amazing. Even better than before."

Not really an answer, mind you. But I believed he meant what he said. He
felt fucking amazing to me, too. Oh, I still wondered who the fuck was in
the shower; but I just let him take control.

By the time the shower stopped, I was totally naked on the unmade
queen-sized bed. He was on top of me. I had pulled off his shoes and
socks. His shirt was on the floor along with my clothes. He was still
wearing his levis; but they were unbuttoned. No underwear today. His fat
cock was digging into my belly. He was drooling precum and biting on my
neck. I had totally relinquished control. I can't think of the last time
I just gave in like that. He could do anything he wants to me. Then the
bathroom door opened. I could feel the steam but I couldn't see anything
with him on top of me.

"You fucker. The things I put up with."

He didn't sound mad. Not thrilled; but not mad either. It was more like
"you left your dirty clothes on the floor again". Is he going to join us?
Just watch? I could hear him moving across the room; but still couldn't
see his face.

"Thanks, babe. I knew you wouldn't be mad."

He props himself up on the other bed. Holy fuck. He's still naked; and
maybe even hotter than the guy grinding against me. He grabs a bottle of
lube off the nightstand, gives himself a big squirt, leans back and
starts to stroke. My guy pushes his jeans further down his legs. He ends
up behind me; both of us lying on our sides. He rubs his cockhead up and
down my crack.

"Hey Babe? Would you toss me that lube?"

Rather than toss it, I hear him stand up. I make the mistake of looking
up and making eye contact with him. Holy shit. What are the chances he
would still be with the same fucking guy from all those years ago. I
assured myself he wouldn't recognize me. No such luck. It was like that
night in the Mercury Cougar all those years ago.

"Are you shittin' me! How the fuck is this even possible? You found the
same ginger cocksucker!"

Then he looked me in the eyes.

"You are responsible for the worst fight we ever had in thirty-seven
years. It was the first time he made me watch him fuck another guy. Don't
look so nervous. It was a long time ago. We worked things out. Until that
night, I didn't know how much I like to watch."

I felt the lubed cock knocking at my hole. On his side behind me, with
one arm around my chest, he moved his hips until he was deep inside of
me. Then he moved his hand up and established a tight grip on my neck. As
he railed my ass from behind, he would loosen his grip so I could take a
deep breath; then close in on my windpipe again. I watched his partner on
the other bed. Every so often, he would lock eyes with me as I watched
him stroke and tug on his nipples.

He fucked me like that for the longest time. Towards the end, he rolled
me onto my stomach. He pushed my face into the mattress as he furiously
pounded my ass. When he finally unloaded deep inside me, he was holding a
pillow over my head. Once he'd finally emptied his balls, he rolled over
onto his back. His cock left me gaping. I could feel cum trickling down
my balls. He gave me a hard slap on the ass. That was my cue to grab my
clothes and get the fuck out.

As I quickly dressed, his partner got up from the other bed. With his
hard cock pointing the way, he joined him in the mess of tangled blankets
I'd just left. They were making out passionately.  My stranger seemed
worn out, subdued. His partner seemed in charge now, energetic. I guess
it made sense; he was the only one who hadn't come yet. He seemed to be
calling the shots. Then as I got to the door, the partner rolled him on
his stomach. He was poised above him with his hard lubed cock inches from
his ass.  I wanted to stay and watch this role reversal so fucking bad.
The partner looked over at me. He smiled and shook his head. I
understood. Sometimes you get to watch; but some things are private.



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