Swingers stories and erotic fantasies

Some years ago I was driving back home after a week of working away, I was tired and looking forward to a restful weekend. I was about four miles from home and the rain had been pouring down all day when I saw a figure by the side of the road hitching for a lift. As I got nearer I saw that it was a young woman. Now usually I do not pick up hitchhikers as I have known several people who have had bad experiences as a result, but something made me draw to a stop by the woman's side. I asked her where she was going, 'Anywhere,' she replied. I said that I was only going another few miles and she said, 'Anything's better than this!' So I let her in. In the pouring rain and poor light I hadn't really looked at her, now I saw a young woman in her twenties, pretty with, as far as I could see, a good figure. She had no coat on, only a thin dress, and she was soaked to the skin. her nipples showed stiffly through her dress and bra and she dripped water everywhere.

I said, 'You can't stay in that state, I have a rain coat on the back seat, take your dress off and put that on.' I turned the heating up high as she shivered. I gave her the raincoat and turned my back while she took her dress off and put the coat on. She bundled up her dress and put it on the floor. I drove off and tried to question her about why she was walking along the road in the pouring rain, without success. I live in a block of flats and drive into a car park underneath, I explained that she'd have to get out, she said, 'Please, won't you let me come in and dry my things, I promise I won't be any trouble.' Against my better judgement I agreed. I parked the car and guided her to the lift, we went up to the fourth floor and when we got out led the way to my flat.

I opened the door and we entered. I switched the lights on and for the first time had a really good look at her. It was obvious that she had been crying. I said, 'It's obvious that you're in some sort of trouble, where have you come from?' She named a town about fifty miles away and said, 'I got a lift with a lorry driver, but he wanted me to....well... you know, to pay for the lift. He was gross so when we stopped at a crossroads I jumped out and ran off. I was hitching for ages, you're so kind to me.'

I said, 'Wait there,' and went into the bedroom and came back with a thick white towelling dressing-gown, 'here, go in the bathroom there and take your things off and put this on. We'll wash and dry your things. Her things turned out to be the dress, a bra and a pair of very brief knickers. I said, 'If you'd like a shower, you should because it'll warm you up, just go on and I'll put these in the washer.' She gave me a grateful look and went into the bathroom.

Now I was divorced and live on my own but I'm pretty good at looking after myself and cooking and whatnot so I went into the kitchen, looked at the labels, put the clothes in the washer and started it up. Then I went back to my bedroom, stripped, found another dressing-gown, put it on then went back to the kitchen and put the kettle on. Before it had boiled she was back, I asked her name, 'Sandy,' she said, she looked a hundred percent better. I said, 'I'm going for a shower, the kettles on, the tea's there, mugs in that cupboard, I take it black with two sugars, I'll be back before you've made it.'

I went into the bathroom and showered quickly, it was nice to be warm, clean and dry. Back in the kitchen I found Sandy sitting at the kitchen table with two mugs of tea, she smiled, 'That was quick!'. She was showing so much leg that I could hardly take my eyes off her. The washing machine was trundling away and I said, 'We need to talk, I know you don't want to tell me what has happened to you but it's fairly obvious that you have run away from home, wherever that might be. What are you intending to do?'

She sipped her tea, 'I don't know, I couldn't stay where I was but I don't really have any idea what I'm going to do.' I said, 'You don't appear to have anything but the clothes you stood up in, no handbag, and presumably no money...' 'No I haven't,' she looked as if she was about to cry. 'Look,' I went on, 'I may regret it, I surely hope not, but I will let you stay the weekend, then you'll have to make your mind up what you are going to do.' Tears filled her eyes, 'You have no idea how much that means to me, you won't regret it I promise.' She got up from her chair, came round the table and kissed me, 'And I don't even know your name...' I laughed, 'No, it's Brian actually and I suppose that I'm old enough to be your father.' 'Humph,' she went, 'in my experience older men are much more to be trusted.' Her dressing-gown parted and I could see a beautiful pair of small, pink-tipped breasts. She saw me looking, 'Sorry,' I said, 'I've had no dealings with a woman for a long time.' She smiled, 'Why should I object at you looking after what you've done for me?' She straightened up and revealed a slighly pink, very plump mound, virtually at my eye level, she didn't bother covering up. I felt myself getting hard, 'Christ, Sandy, you're taking a risk!' 'No I'm not,' she gestured between her legs, 'this is all I have to show my gratitude!' I was breathing hard, 'You don't need to pay me any way, let alone like that!' 'But what if I want to?' she replied.

I stood up, the front of my dressing-gown bulging because of my hard-on. She pulled the tie of her gown and, putting her arms round me, pressed herself hard against me. We kissed and those incredibly firm young breasts pressed against my chest and my cock pressed her stomach. In seconds I was caressing her breasts then bent to kiss those lovely little nipples. She moaned quietly and I slid my hand down to cup her mons, my middle finger rested in the slight groove between the closed lips of her cunt. She lifted my head and kissed me passionately, 'Oh, please, please, give it to me!' she pleaded. I pulled the tie of my gown and pushed her down on the table, she spread her legs and placed them over my shoulders. I felt her, she was slippery and her lips were opening without even being touched, 'Just put it in, I don't need playing with!' she moaned. I guided my cock between her lips and finding the place pushed. A slight hesitation and my knob was in, I pushed up inside her.

I had my cock in a woman for the first time in more than two years. I fucked her hard, I couldn't help it. She gasped, 'Let it go, you can't make me pregnant!' Seconds later I exploded deep inside her, six fierce spurts that made her cry out and convulse, then I was finished.

Obviously this story does not end there, I'll finish it next time.