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Manes have been changed but place names haven't. Feel free to send your comments to SoftJazz@optusnet.com.au and I will respond positively to all except flames which get ignored and deleted. Buddy
My wife won't
Encounters
By
Buddy, SoftJazz@optusnet.com.au
I felt a hand on my shoulder as I was waiting at the lights on the corner of 8th Avenue and Whatley Crescent in Maylands to cross to the train station.
"It's a nice day mate," he said with a friendly smile.
"Yes, not too hot," I responded and we both started walking as the lights turned green.
We began walking down the stairs which went under the station, I was going to go up the next flight to get onto the station but my companion changed that plan.
"Come and have a beer mate," he suggested.
"Fair enough, I agreed and we passed the steps that led onto the station proper and turned up the ramp that took us out onto Railway Parade.
He ordered the first round and we stood there leaning on the bar and toasted each other.
"So what's your name?" he asked.
"Buddy, and yours?"
"Simon," he said holding out his hand.
We shook on the deal and had another swig of the icy cold beer.
"So what do you do during the day Buddy?" he said as he looked at me.
"I try and keep out of trouble, I can't afford to get into it!" I chuckled.
"Yeah, I know what you mean mate. I have to keep on the straight and narrow myself but sometimes it gets a bit hard, in more ways than one," Simon said with a small grin.
"I hope you aren't going to tell me anything the police might be interested in Simon," I warned him.
"No, nothing like that!" he burst out laughing. "I'm married mate and she's alright but I'm having a few problems," he confided in me.
"What kind of problems Simon?" I asked him.
"Well, we've been married for 15 years and the spice has gone out of it for her at least but not for me. You see, she has lost interest in sex and doesn't want it any more. I haven't lost the urge and still need it so you get the picture," he said looking into his beer reflectively.
"OH, I see," I sympathized. "That happens a lot with married couples," I mused.
"Yeah, I know. Now I am always sexually frustrated but I'm not filthy rich and tool old to attract anybody to have a relationship with and therefore I can't have sex and it really does get hard at times and I'm talking literally!" Simon said with a sad smile.
"Yeah, I can imagine how frustrating it would be for you mate," I said wondering if I could help him out and trying to work out a way to find out.
" I mean I need to have sex, I want sex but I can't get it and I don't' know what to do," he complained.
"You haven't got an old girlfriend you can look up Simon?" I suggested.
"No mate, they are all happily married or I've lost contact with them. All I want is to find somebody to have sex with. That is all I'm asking. Just to find somebody to have a bit of fun with now and again when I get horny. At the moment I get horny and instead of being able to release the pressure, it just builds up until I can't think of anything else and can't do a thing about it. The problem is women want you to spend heaps of money on them or they will only go to bed with you if you are seriously thinking about marrying them and I can understand that but I can't lie just to trick them into going to bed,' he said shaking his head.
I ordered another round before turning back to him.
"I know what you mean mate. You want to find somebody who is discreet, enjoys sex the same as you do and is always ready to have some juicy fun or even a quickie when the opportunity presents itself," I confirmed my understanding of his situation and hoping to take it further.
"Yes, you got it Buddy, you got it. My wife wont' give it to me so I need a friend who will. Somebody who wants to enjoy having a naughty and nothing more. No hassles, no problems and a good time when we both want it," Simon said as he took a sip of his beer.
"Does the friend have to be a woman?" I tentatively asked him.
"HUH? You mean can the friend be a guy?" he said with one eyebrow raised.
"Why not? You can have great sex with a guy you know," I told him.
"Yeah I know, but, I haven't really thought about that Buddy," he confessed.
"Have you ever fooled about with your friends when you were at school?" I pressed.
"Oh yeah, we used to watch each other jerk ourselves off and all that, you know how it goes mate," He admitted with a bit of a smile.
"All guys do so you aren't any different from others Simon. Have you ever thought of going further than that though?" I asked him, taking a sip of my drink.
"Well no, I haven't,"
"OK, so here you are married to a woman who won't give you any sex. You need to have sex and because you aren't having it, you are getting so horny it is becoming a problem. So if you can't find a woman to have sex with, what is the problem with finding a guy to have fun with?" I looked at him and waited.
"Well nothing really I suppose. It's just that I was brought up with the idea that you had fun with the opposite sex, with women," Simon was thinking about it, a good sign.
"That's right, you were brought up that way but there is nothing to say you can't have sex with a guy. The Greeks and Romans did it all the time in ancient history and they were scholars and fighting men. Once you get over the barrier that you can only have sex with women, it becomes a very easy solution to your problem doesn't it?"
"Well yes you are right there Buddy. So I broaden my field of opportunity to find a friend to have sex with to include guys as well. Now all I need to do is find a guy who wants to have sex as much as I do and who also wants to take the part of the woman when we do have sex," Simon concluded.
"Problem solved," I said, deciding to go for broke.
"yeah? You know somebody like that Buddy?" he asked anxiously.
"Yes I do Simon," I replied smiling.
"Who is it? Can we go meet him now?" Simon said as he reached out and squeezed my arm in anticipation of finding somebody to finally have sex with.
"Me," I said.
"You?"
"yes, why not?" I asked.
"You mean, you would let me have sex with you and you would take the part of the woman?" Simon's voice was getting more urgent.
The sun had set by the time we left the bar and walked up 9th Avenue towards Beaufort Street. We came to a service lane which suited our needs perfectly and went down it and stopped halfway between the two streets where it was darkest. There was also a wheelie bin that was just the right height.
There was no kissing or anything like that. We wanted to fuck so we didn't waste any time getting down to it. I simply dropped my jeans and boxers around my ankles and leaned my chest on the top of the bin for support. I gave Simon some oil to use on me and a condom to wear and parted my legs ready to get myself prepared for cock.
His finger was warm and thick as it slid gently inside and up me spreading the oil as it went. He made sure my pussy was thoroughly coated with the lube and by that time, my little cock was dripping with lust as I thought about being mounted.
"You've got a nice soft bum Buddy," Simon said as he finished loosening me up and puled both his fingers out to pull a condom onto himself.
"I've also got a pair of nice soft tis Simon. When you get yourself inside me you can reach forward and cop a feel," I laughed quietly as he stepped up behind me.
His cock was average size and went in with a bit of care. I felt it slowly moving up further and further into my bitch's hole and then Simon reached under my shirt and took a tit in each hand.
"They are fucking real!" he gasped as he gave both a little squeeze which sent a jolt of sexual passion down to my dick.
"yes they are Simon and so is my pussy, so start humping me and let's enjoy it!" I encouraged pushing myself back onto him.
At either end of the lane lights glowed as cars swept past and there I was halfway down bent over with a hard thrusting cock between my legs getting fucked like a bitch in heat and I fucking loved every minute of it!
"Oh at last! At last I am getting pussy!" Simon moaned as he took a firmer grip of my hips. "I should have found you sooner Buddy then I wouldn't have been so fucking horny! I didn't realize just how good having sex with a guy is! It's better than fucking my wife!" he growled as he kept pounding away.
I spread my legs a bit wider and pushed my oily cunt out further to get more of Simon's cock up inside me. His hands slid off my hips and went back to my tits again and we got into a real rhythm as we fucked in a lane like animals. I was doing what I loved doing or should I say I was having done what I loved having done to me. My jeans and boxers were around my ankles, my legs were spread, my ass was bared, my oily pussy hole was wide open accepting a lovely hard cock in it, my soft smooth tits were being squeezed and fondled and I was getting fucked like a slut and loving every gorgeous minute of it! Admit it fellas, you would love having an eager and willing cunt to whistle up any time you wanted it wouldn't you? Well, I am the same! I would love to have a nice juicy warm hard cock to sit on or thrust up against when I whistled one up too! The feeling is really gorgeous!
"It's so tight and warm. Come on, give it up Buddy, that's a good bitch! Go you bitch! Fuck! Fuck! Fuuuuuck!" Simon screamed as I felt his cock thicken up and knew cream was starting to spurt out of his balls.
He hadn't fucked his wife for I don't know how long and he had his cock in a warm slippery cunt that was not only thrusting back and forth on him but swinging from side to side milking him for all it was worth. I hadn't had a cock for a while and now I had that lovely warm rubbery piece of meat pumping away inside me going back and forth over my love button and that's all I needed.
"Go Simon, fuck me! I want to be a bitch! Make me your girl! Come on, harder you gorgeous bastard! Fuck my bitch's cunt, fuck me like a whore! Make me come! I want to come! Go Simon, go, go, gooooo!"
Then he grabbed me by the hips and pulled me hard back onto himself and stayed still as I felt his cock pulsing with every shot of cream that shot out of him and that made me come knowing he was. My cream shot out of my tiny cock and I had an anal orgasm which gripped and released Simon's cock and I was his girl taking his cream as I tried to pump his cock more with my pussy muscles.
THE END
Don't forget fellas, there's somebody out there who loves being a bitch and I'm one of them. Send comments to SoftJazz@optusnet.com.au
Buddy