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My First Time This Year  

hotwitch2 48T
699 posts
8/16/2011 9:37 pm

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8/18/2011 9:32 am

My First Time This Year


OMG!!!

I have some very exciting news, at least for me it's exciting. I'm one step closer to what I maintain, as a normal life, for me. Friday afternoon a male FWB of mine called me, and told me he had the whole weekend off. He wasn't even going to be on call. Oh, I forgot. Chris is an EMT, and what's called a river dog, here in Pittsburgh. He specializes in accidents and drowning and jumpers(people jumping off the bridges over the three rivers committing suicides, etc. Well for him not to be on call only happens a few times a year. Anyway, he asked if I'd like to enjoy his company, for the weekend. He's not arrogant, it was a funny. I told him, "that would be great", and I had been to the prosthetic doctor earlier Friday, and my hard boot fitting went well, and their sending it to get fitted for the rest of my leg and foot. I should be up on two feet by my birthday.

Luckily I'm not a slob, so I could straighten up the few things that I thought weren't in place. Like the couch cover being up across the back of the couch, and picking up a few things left where I shouldn't have left them. And I washed the few dirty dishes I had, from me and my sister, the night before. I checked the freezer and fridge, to see what I had handy to cook. Chris wouldn't care if we had par-boiled celery with Italian seasoning. But I like having a chance to cook up something good.

Let's see, 2 pound pac of ground meat, a new head of cabbage, and I know I have some rice and tomato sauce and diced tomato's. If I hurry, I can make some galumkies, (stuffed cabbage leafs).I stuck the meat in the microwave to defrost, and began par-boiling the rice, and steaming the cabbage leafs. That and some cold Polish Pasta salad, and some good ol' homemade Italian red wine. Then we could watch a movie, downloaded through my PC. If all goes well, we can cuddle, kiss, and he'll get a BJ for desert. He doesn't come over expecting sex, but we have done it a few times over a few years, before my operation. I haven't felt very sexy since then. I've only masturbated about a dozen times in the last six months. I've come to a new appreciation of a good kiss, this year.

I had dinner ready to serve at 7:20, with Chris supposed to arrive about 7:30. Promptly at 7:37, he rumbles up into my backyard driveway. I would know the sound of his bike anywhere. I rolled my wheel chair to my back door, and spotted him as he unstrapped a jug of his dad's tasty libation. I pushed the screen door open and welcomed him in with a big hug and little kiss.

"You're late, the polish pasta is cold." I scolded him.

"Whatever, it's supposed to be cold," he parlayed back at me.

With that quick come back, we laughed, and I told him to sit. I've gotten really efficient wheeling my chair around my kitchen, and began to serve dinner. We caught up on each others lives for the last two weeks. I haven't been doing much, but he, he was on river duty down town, where the two rivers join to make the Ohio river. That's where most of the filming for the new Batman movie was being shot. He had to be standing by, especially at the stadium last Saturday, where I was an extra for the Gotham City football game. The stadium is next to the river, and with thousands of people there, he had to be waiting in case somebody fell in the water. His time since we had talked two weeks ago had been uneventful. He'd only saved four lives, at the scenes of numerous auto accidents since we'd last spoke. Just a normal couple of weeks, to him.

We finished our dinner, and I asked him to go in the living room and pick a good movie to watch.
"I trust your judgment" I yelled to him, as he left the room. If I position my chair sideways, to my right, and put my short leg on the seat, I can stand at the sink, and wash dishes all by myself. Chris knows not to try to talk me out of washing the dirty dishes. It only takes a few minutes, because the pans and bowls and utensils for making the meal are already washed, as I prepared our meal. The wine was from his dad's 1998 batch, a very high in alcohol batch. I was feeling pretty good as I finished washing the dishes. I haven't had much to drink since I started taking my new medications. The doctor says it's dangerous to mix my drugs, and alcohol. I think, he doesn't want me to feel the best I can, or sue him.

Then, all of a sudden I felt two arms encircle me, and a face approach the left side of my face. I knew who it was, so I wasn't frightened. Then suddenly I felt his tongue lick behind my ear toward the bottom, and nibble on my earlobe. For those of you who don't know, this part of my body is my , very, hot spot. You know the part of the body that when kissed, licked, or even touched in the right way, triggers a persons horniness. Well this is my hot spot, and Chris knows that. He shouldn't have surprised me like this. I was upset at him, for a moment, until my, long pent up, horniness took control of me. I let out a big gasp, as my knees went limp, and Chris held me up. I wrapped my left arm around hid head, holding it in place.

I heard the words"take me here and now," come out of my mouth. My breathing got faster and shallower as my right hand pull up my skirt and I began pulling my panties aside, to let him in. I knew he was dropping trow, so I pushed my chair farther away, keeping my short leg on the seat, but spreading my legs. He stopped licking on my ear, and bent me forward at the waist. Then I felt him jacking his cock to make it harder. That didn't take very long, as I felt the head of his cock press against my sopping wet pussy. He was ready to make love to me, for the first time this year. But, was I ready.

good sex is good sex. it doesn't matter where it comes from.[/COLOR


ISOFWBPGH 33M

8/18/2011 5:33 am

Nice story, enjoyed reading it!


istheremore3 69M
26 posts
8/18/2011 1:51 am

FIRST TIME this year GOD it must have felt like a CHERRY!!!!!!!!!!!


big54al 69M
2259 posts
8/17/2011 7:21 pm

What a great Pittsburgh story. The Serbs call it sarma


OpenMan 61M
206 posts
8/16/2011 11:34 pm

Yahoo! Back in the saddle again! That is one lucky dude...


DarkNJPassenger 46M
403 posts
8/16/2011 10:24 pm

DAMN...first off let me say I am damn happy for you. First time this year?? What a CRIME! But then the obvious - you need to finish that story girl!!


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