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Quarantine Stories Ch. 01 - Erotic Couplings

Stuck in quarantine with cheating ex-girlfriend.

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"There's no fucking way!" I yelled at her.

"There's not a lot choice in the matter, Rick," she replied.

"Un-Fucking-Believable!" I screamed as I stormed into the next room.

I have every reason to be angry. I had just broken up with Jessica after discovering that she was cheating on me; and just when I was finally going to be rid of her by getting her out of our apartment, the fucking coronavirus outbreak is forcing us to stay in the same apartment.

We first met three years ago at our college graduation party. My girlfriend at the time had just dumped me a week earlier for another guy at the same time that her boyfriend broke up with her, also for another guy.

We met at the party and was introduced to each other by a mutual friend. I agreed to meet her, even though I was still depressed over my ex. I soon got over it when I saw Jessica. She was stunningly beautiful; long chestnut hair, amazing green eyes, a great body, and yes that means she had nice big tits. We had an instant connection. We drank, talked, drank some more, danced, drank some more, won a beer pong game together, drank some more, and finally went back to my place to fool around.

The next morning when I woke up with a severe hangover, I got dressed and left my bedroom and found her in the kitchen where she was also nursing her hangover. She gave me a tall glass of orange juice which I chugged down in less than ten seconds. We sat in the kitchen and talked for a good long time and decided to go out later that day for an actual date.

We both knew we were on the rebound. We discussed that early on, we didn't want to fall into the trap that we just wanted to be with someone. But after a while we really began to fall for each other; and even though both our friends and family thought it was a bad idea and we were moving to fast, we decided to move in together.

Everything was going well. We both had good jobs, we were living in a great apartment, had a good social life and most of all we were in love with each other, or at least I thought so. So, you can imagine how devastating it was to me when she confessed that she was having an affair with a male co-worker for the last three months.

She claims that she doesn't really know why she began the affair. She claimed that it was just a thing that happened. They were both working late, he was being very flirtatious, more so than he usually is with her and the other women in the office. Then while they were laughing at some good office gossip about their supervisors, he went for a kiss. She pushed him back at first; but when he went for another kiss, she let it happen and they both had sex on the floor of the file room. After that, they began meeting in secret to fool around some more. She said it wasn't a serious thing, it was just about the sex. It was exciting and new for her. But after some time, she was feeling too guilty about what she was doing, ended it with that other guy and then confessed everything to me.

I went crazy. I smashed up a lot of our stuff; destroyed my TV. I called her horrible names; slut, whore, all that typical stuff you yell in situations like that. It got so bad that our neighbors had to call the cops on us; probably a good thing they did because when they came by, I was forced to calm down. After they saw that it was just a domestic dispute and nobody was going to get hurt, they left. She packed a few things and went to stay one of her friend's place.

After almost a week apart, we talked on the phone she agreed that even though her name was on the lease, I lived in the apartment longer than she did so I deserved it more. We agreed on what to split up and while I was at work she would come by and take her stuff and be gone before I came home.

It should've been done just like that. But during this time, the coronavirus outbreak was finally beginning to spread around the country, and several states began going into lockdown mode. Except for certain businesses, most businesses were ordered to shut down. Those of us who were able to were working from home. And social distancing was highly encouraged at all levels.

That is why Jessica had no choice but to stay in my place. Just when she was about to come to my apartment to get her stuff, her office told her that everyone was going to be working from home. And because of social distancing, she couldn't stay at her friend's house anymore. So, the only thing that was left was for her to stay with me. And since we were both working from home, and couldn't go anywhere because social distancing, we had to see each other a lot more.

After I calmed down, I met her in the living room and talked it out.

"We're not going to get back together, no matter what" I told her.

"I don't expect us to," she replied.

"Unless it's something very important, I want you to stay away from me."

"No problem."

"And while you're here I expect you to be looking for another place to stay."

"I definitely will."

"And I'm not going to help you bring move your stuff into the spare bedroom, or help you set up your computer for whatever work you need to do."

"I don't expect you to. I'll of course do everything myself."

"Ok, why are you being so agreeable right now?"

"I have no reason not to be. You have every right to be angry, so I'm going to do everything I can to make this a pleasant situation as possible."

I didn't like that she was being so nice. I don't know why I hated it, I felt that she needed to be less accommodating to me, so I could hate have more of a reason to hate her. But by being nice about it she was taking that away from me. But at the same time, I can't blame her for being this way, I would be the same way.

In the first week things were going well. She stayed out of my way and we only when it involved apartment related matters. We stayed in our rooms to do our work most of the day and in the morning or evenings we said nothing to each other.

It was going well until one day; in the morning she came out of the bathroom after taking a shower wrapped in a bath towel. I've noticed in the past that she normally wraps a towel around her with the towel completely above her chest. This time it was half way down her breasts, exposing the top half of her tits. And in the evenings, she would use the living room to do her workouts, wearing a sports bra which she knows I like seeing her in. And there were other things like that such as the way she keeps wearing tight shirts, small shorts, smelling nice. Maybe I was overthinking it, but I felt she was showing off her body, like she was trying to get my attention. I wasn't sure if that was the case, I thought about talking to her about it but without real evidence I would've looked bad in the situation. But at the same time being stuck in an apartment with a beautiful woman most of the day was starting get to me. I was jerking off a lot more than I normally would; and even though I tried to think of other women when I did it, I always ended up imaging Jessica.

Then in the second week things got more heated. Even with the lockdown, people were allowed to go out for exercise, so there were more joggers than I've ever seen before. I mostly prefer the treadmill at the gym but they were closed down so I began jogging, and I've been doing it every day since the quarantine. One day near the end of that second week, I came back from a good jog and when I entered the apartment, Jessica was in the living room holding a basket of her laundry, while in her underwear. It wasn't lingerie, your standard casual bra and panties. But it was black and showed a little extra cleavage.

"Sorry," she began to say. "I didn't think you'd be back so soon. I was going to do the laundry."

"In your underwear?" I asked.

"I don't have a lot of clean clothes; thought I'd get this done quickly."

I walked over to her and slammed the basket out of her hands, the clothes fell all over the floor.

"Don't play around with me!" I yelled.

"What the fuck are you doing?" she yelled back.

"I know what you're doing. The way you're dressing around me, all the perfume, the way you've been wrapping your bath towel around me."

"MY towel?" she asked with a look of confusion.

"You never wrap your towel half way down your tits, always above them. Now, you always seem to come out of the bathroom just like that."

"I never knew you noticed how that about me," she said with a smile.

"I've always noticed these things. And now, here you are, just walking around in your underwear; your black underwear which you know I find sexy."

"I'm telling the truth; this is just a coincidence."

"That's bullshit, and you know it!" I yelled.

We both just stood there for several seconds, contemplating on what we were going to say next. Although I had plenty more to say, all I could do was look at her just standing there in her underwear. So, I just gave up, pulled her close to me and kissed her. We held each other tightly, embracing each other's body.

We pulled away from each other and just looked at each other.

"I really wasn't trying to mess with you," she said. "It really is just a coincidence."

"Ok," I replied.

"Although, this underwear thing was on purpose."

"At least I'm not entirely delusional."

"I think we should just fuck and get it out of our system."

"Fine," I replied with excitement.

She grabbed my hand and pulled me to my bedroom. I began to take off my clothes and she took off her underwear. I missed seeing her naked, she was unbelievably beautiful.

"For the record," I began to say. "I'm still pissed off at you for cheating on me."

"I understand," said as she got on the bed. "This is just sex; we're just getting this sexual tension between us out of the way."

"Exactly," I said as I got fully naked. "By the way are you still on the pill, or should I get a condom?"

"The pill," she answered.

I got right on top of her. We held our naked bodies close as we kissed passionately. I began kissing her neck before moving down to her breasts and smothered my face between them. I missed the way the felt on my face, I always joked with Jessica that if I could I'd love to die being smothered to death by her tits. I began sucking on her nipples while she grabbed my hair, my right hand going between her legs and I began fingering her, getting her very excited. Part of me knew that I shouldn't be trying to pleasure her this way, she didn't deserve it, but I was in the moment and went with it.

I moved my head away from her tits and got my body into position on top of her body. She instinctively opened her legs wide for me and I shoved my dick straight into her. Usually I like to start out slowly before I move fast, but this time I found myself just pounding away at her pussy which took her by surprise as she began moan heavily with each thrust into her body. He began to go faster as her nails were beginning to dig into his back.

We eventually turned and Jessica was now on top of me. Her hands were firmly paced on my chest as she was bouncing around my dick. My hands were firmly placed on her hips as she was riding me, kind of guiding her to go faster. I moved both my hands up her body and grabbed her bouncing tits and gave them a good squeeze.

When she began to slow down, I got her off of me and made her get on her hands and knees on the bed for doggie style. I positioned myself behind her, gripped my hands on her hips and started fucking her. She begged me go to faster, and I did. I began to slap her ass hard, leaving red marks in its place.

I stopped and made her get on her back again. I held her hands over firmly at her sides as I began pounding away at her pussy again.

"Tell me what a whore you are," I ordered her.

"I'm a terrible whore," she replied. "I'm a stupid bitch-whore."

I was giving her all that I was screaming in my ear, begging for more. I kept going with the insults, most of which I didn't mean despite her cheating, but she seemed to love it and I kept going. After about half an hour of fooling around, I couldn't hold it much longer as much as I tried. I released my cum into her body and I began to slow down my fucking soon after. I learned to manage to get an extra one or two minutes of fucking after I ejaculate which I managed to do before I was finally finished.

I got off of her body and we lied next to each other as we were catching our breathes. Eventually, got up from the bed, grabbed her clothes and said goodbye as she walked out the door. I lied there contemplating what happened, as much fun as that was I didn't want to get back together with her. Even though I still had strong feelings for her, she still cheated on me and I couldn't let that slide.

After a while I got dressed and left my bedroom to talk to her about this situation. If found her in the kitchen, cooking two steaks on the stove while wearing one of my t-shirts and black panties. I always liked that look on her, and I thought it was extra sexy that she was dressed like this while cooking me dinner.

"Sit down," she said. "I'm just about ready."

I sat down as she put a plate of steak in front of me along with a beer.

"I know what you're doing," I began to say. "Its not going to work."

She the sat on my lap and put her arm around me.

"Are you sure?" she asked. "After all this I have learned my lesson. I will be the good, loyal girlfriend that you deserve."

"How loyal?" I asked.

"Well I'm not going to be your slave, or anything like that. But I have realized what it is that I was about to lose because of my stupidity, and I am willing to change a lot about myself to make this work."

"Still, you cheated on me."

"I think I have a way to make that up to you," she said as she began to kiss my neck.

"How?" I asked as my dick began to rise again.

"Remember my old, college friend Susan?"

"Yes," I replied. "The one you had you're first lesbian experience with."

"I still talk to her," she said while still giving me little kisses around my neck and cheek. "She told me that she would love to hook up with me again."

"She did?"

"Yes, and she said she would love it if you were to join us."

"Oh, shit," I said. "I'm weak, aren't I?"

"No one could really blame you," she replied.

And with that, we had a big kiss and we were back together again.

When the quarantine was over, she brought Susan over to our place and fulfilled her promise for the threesome between us. She agreed that it doesn't fully make up for the cheating but she swore she would never let it happen again, and she was true to her word about that.

The End.

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Quarantine Stories Ch. 02 - Erotic Couplings

Stuck in quarantine and friend zone with a beautiful woman.

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"I hate my life," I said as I plopped myself on the couch.

"I'm sorry, Tom. I'll do my best to stay out of your hair," said Sandy. "And I'll do whatever I can to hurry up and find a new place to stay."

"I just want you out as fast as possible," I said.

"I understand."

This is one of those situations where you can't help but to ask if you're being punished for something that you did, but you are not sure what it is. That's the situation with me and Sandy right now. I had finally had enough with spending my life trying to be with her, but could never get out of that friendzone situation that I was stuck in. And I blame it all on that damn, coronavirus outbreak that is forcing me in this situation.

We became friends in high school; we were in the same biology group together. She and I were the only ones not afraid to dissect the frogs we were given. We bonded over some of the jokes we made as cut up those frogs, and making fun of the others in our group for getting squarish about it, even the one person in our group from the football team.

Besides the frog dissection, she was very girly otherwise. She was a cheerleader, in the drama club, one of the popular girls in class, but not one of the mean girls. She had dark hair, a slim body with medium size breasts. I was a little taller than her, in a lot of academic classes, but also on the varsity baseball team, so not a total nerd. We had fun hanging out together among our friends, but she was always dating someone and I never had a way in.

It wasn't until we found ourselves in college that I first tried to make my move. We were in different schools, but not too far apart, so sometimes we found ourselves in similar parties or we kept in touch online or getting together for lunch, or if we had time watching some show on TV together. It was around this time she was finally without a boyfriend and I finally asked her out. Of course, she turned me down, giving me the spiel that she just wants to be friends and we shouldn't ruin that. I went with it, because I was stupid. But I still dated other women in college, I wasn't going to let some crush I had from getting laid.

I tried again after we graduated, telling he how I felt and how we belong together. But of course, she found a reason to say now and how we should just be friends. I was upset, but soon after I ended up dating Laura, a woman I fell very hard for, and she began dating Greg, the man who would eventually keep ruining her life.

Laura was amazing, things were going so well for us we ended up living together six months into our relationship. Three months later she admitted to cheating on my and left me for her personal trainer. At the same time, Sandy had broken up with Greg, the first in a series of break ups with them. We got together for drinks at a bar to complain about our exes, and a few hours later when we were wasted, we found ourselves making out in the back of an uber car. If it wasn't for Greg being at he doorstep when we got to her place, I'm sure we would've ended up in bed together. He apologized for whatever it was he did to get her to break up with him, and she jumped into his arms. He thanked me for getting her home safely and they went into her apartment together.

I tried to talk to her about the make-out session we had that night but she wanted to forget about it and move on, and like a chump I did.

Over the next few years, I did my best to move on and dated a series of women. Some good relationships, some bad, and few who just wanted to fool around and I was of course ok with that. Sandy had at least five breakups with Greg; she dated a few guys in between but always managed to get back together with a man who always cheated on her, took money from her and never paid her back, and thought it was ok to make fun of her in public, making it sound like he was just having fun but really was just being cruel to her. Every time they broke up, she came to me for a shoulder to cry on, but after that night we made out I never tried to go after her again; I didn't want to put myself in that humiliating position ever again.

So, one day about six months ago, she showed up on my doorstep with a few bags, asking if she could stay with me because of another break up with Greg. Usually when she was in an argument with Greg, or had just left him she went to one of her girlfriend's places, but even they were beginning to be fed up with this drama. So, I was the final choice. I thought of saying no but saw she really had nowhere to go. And I thought it would only be for a week or two before she went back to Greg, so she wouldn't be around that long.

To my surprise, it was a lot longer this time. As much as Greg tried to sweet talk his way back into Sandy's life, she turned him down. She told me that she was done being a sucker, not going to fall for his bullshit ever again.

"Never again," she said. We were at the kitchen table eating cereal for breakfast when she declared this

"Are you sure this time?" I asked. "You've said this before."

"I know."

"you said that plenty of times."

"I know, but I can't take the lying, cheating, and stealing."

"Stealing" I asked with surprise.

"I'm sure he was stealing money from my purse."

"I see."

"And from my back account."

"Wow."

I was sure she was serious this time. We spent the next several months living together. She stopped taking Greg's calls or texts and eventually he gave up trying to contact with her. She began dating again, the few guys she dated were decent guys too. I had thought about trying to start things up with her, but I didn't want to risk getting rejected again. Besides, we were having fun as roommates; we enjoyed playing video games, binge watching various tv shows, hosting parties at the apartment together, and so on. We were having too much fun, and this time I didn't want to ruin that.

Or course it was kind of hard not to think about hooking up with Sandy. I had this beautiful, sexy woman in my apartment who loved to wear skimpy clothes around the house, and on occasion didn't mind going from room to room in her underwear. That didn't happen a lot, just occasionally; she said I've seen her in bikinis plenty of times before so it was no big deal.

Eventually, I couldn't deny my feelings anymore. I didn't care if it might affect the relationship, I was falling for her again and needed to make my move. So, one day, I got her to agree to have dinner with me at our place. I made the excuse that I wanted to test out my cooking skills; I am an amateur chef and she had some of my meals before so it made for a good excuse.

"This looks amazing," she said. "What is it?"

"Creamy Tuscan chicken," I told her. "I've been wanting to try out this recipe."

"I hope it's better than your shrimp gnocchi you made last week," she said.

"I hope so too, it was terrible. I'm surprised I didn't give you food poisoning."

We both had a good laugh at that. She tried the chicken and she loved it. As we at our dinner we jut talked for a long time. We talked about things that were going on in our lives, told funny stories of things that were going on at our jobs, we reminisced about past events in high school and college. When we started to talk about how we met dissecting frogs in in high school, we had a great laugh about it. Everything was going well so there was no reason for me to finally tell her how I felt.

"Sandy, I need to tell you something," I began to say.

"What is it?" She asked.

"Its something that I've brought up before, but you always rejected."

Sandy began to look nervous.

"Tom, listen, if you're going to—"

"I still have feeling for you," I blurted out. "I tried to avoid it, thinking we were just better off friends, and we certainly are great friends. But I can't deny this anymore, and I know you feel the same way."

She took a long paus before she replied.

"I do have some feeling for you," she said and I was so happy when she said it. "But, I've been talking to Greg lately."

"Oh, shit," I said.

"He has really changed this time, he got a great job, even paid me back t he money he stole from me,"

"He stole money from you, that was a big issue!" I yelled at her.

"I know."

"And he constantly cheated on you."

"I know" she said. "But a couple of times I cheated on him in return, so it made up for it. At least for two occasions."

"This is un-fucking-believable," I said as I slinked back in my chair.

"I'm sorry," she said.

She told me that she was planning on leaving at the end of the week to move back in with Greg, but she'll leave in the morning.

The next morning, she as gone, she packed up some of her things and left early before I woke up. She left a note saying she would be back for the rest of her things.

That same day, the news came down from corporate office. Due to the coronavirus pandemic, all office was to be closed and everyone needed to take whatever they can home to begin working from home until further notice. It was ok with me, I didn't feel like going to work that day anyway, and maybe some time at home with some good social-distancing will do me some good.

When I got home that evening I found, to my surprise, Sandy was there with her luggage. She began to tell me that she too had to begin working form home because of the pandemic.

"So why can't you work from home at Greg's place? You were already going to move back in with him anyway."

"That's going to be complicated," she said.

When she got to Greg's place that morning with her luggage, she found him in bed with a naked woman, who it turned out to be her cousin Katie. She guessed that he must've expected her to move back in with him later in the week so he thought it was ok to bring home another woman until Sandy came back. She of course freaked out at him and threw a lamp at his head before storming out of his place. She then went to work where she found out that they were shutting down the offices, and when she tried to ask one of her friends they couldn't take her because they had their own situations with their families and the pandemic and didn't want to add one more person in the mix.

So of course, like a dumbass, I agreed she could stay with me until she found a new place. There really wasn't a lot of choice in the matter; as much as I was pissed off at her, I couldn't kick her out in the streets, especially with the pandemic happening.

She was true to her word, she left me alone that first week. She barely talked to me which was good because I didn't want to talk to her. We didn't have any meal in the same room, didn't watch tv at the same time, or anything that we used to do together. I was forced to let her live with me but I didn't want to have too much contact with her.

Things got a little crazy at the end of that first week when I came out of the bathroom and she walked out of her bedroom in her underwear to go to the bathroom herself.

"Please don't do this again," I demanded.

She was startled by that statement.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"This," I pointed at her up and down with my hand. "Walking around in your underwear."

"You never cared before," she said. "In fact, I thought you liked it."

"I did, but now this is just too confusing. Please just do me the courtesy and dress up."

Her eyes were wide open in astonishment, she never expected me, or probably any guy for that matter, to say he didn't want to see her in her underwear.

"Ok," she said. "After this, it won't happen again."

She walked in the bathroom and I went back to my bedroom where I had my home office set up. Sure, I regretted saying that, I never thought in my life that I would tell a beautiful woman that I wanted her to stop walking around half naked. But my emotions were confusing enough as it is, that would've made things more confusing for me.

In the second week when things looked like it was beginning to settle down, she tried to talk to me to try to make things right. She caught me in the kitchen making coffee when she approached me.

"I'm sorry about everything!" she yelled at me. "And please don't walk away before you let me say what I have to say."

"Alright," I said.

"First of all, I'm sorry about, Greg. You're right about everything about him, I honestly don't know why I'm such a dumbass-bitch when it comes to him."

"Ok," was all I could say.

"I'm sorry, for walking around in my underwear in front of you. Even before all this, I did it mostly because it felt comfortable for me, but I was also doing it because I got a thrill of letting you see me half-naked like that because I knew how you felt about me. I was having fun, but it turns out that I was just messing with you, and that was a shitty thing to do."

"It's alright," I said. "I kind of knew why you were doing it, but I still enjoyed it so I let it go."

"And I'm sorry for always turning you down. I said it was because of the friendship, but I think I was just scared of something that could be a real thing. Like I was afraid I was going to screw it up, but instead I screwed up the friendship part of this as well."

I took a deep breath and took a sip of my coffee. I was buying some time, to think of what I needed to say.

"Alright, I forgive you," I said and she looked relieved. "But when this quarantine shit is over, I still need you to leave. Its still too confusing for me. Maybe in time we can go back to being friends but that's all that it will ever be."

"Ok," she said. "Can I at least drink some coffee with you?"

"Sure."

She made herself a cup and we sat down to talk a little. It was still awkward, our conversation wasn't as good as they used to be, but it was still good to talk to her again.

During that week things began to lighten up between us. We watched some TV together, but no binge watching. We had a few meals, but our conversations were still awkward because of the underlying problems between us. But it felt good to get things somewhat back to normal again.

Then things took a turning point when Greg decided to ignore everything that media was telling us about social-distancing during the quarantine and made a surprise visit to my apartment. I was just going to out outside to go to the lobby to get the mail when he just pushed his way inside my apartment and pushed me aside.

"Sandy!" he called out to her.

Sandy came out of her bedroom where, like me, she also had a home office set up and spent most of her time I these last two weeks.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" She yelled at him. "I told you its over, and have you forgotten about social-distancing you dumbass?"

"I know, but I had to see you," he said. "I'm sorry about your cousin. It was fucking stupid."

"Damn right you are."

"I really want you back, I promise I will change everything for you."

He began to move closer to her and that is when Sandy straight up kicked him in the groin. A professional NFL kicker couldn't have made a better shot than that. Of course, I had that sympathetic feeling that all men get when they see a sever kick to the nuts, but at the same time loved seeing that happen to him. While he was on his knees in pain while holding his groin, Sandy came up with her knee and smashed it into his forehead knocking him over.

"Damn!" I yelled while laughing.

"Get the fuck out of here, you worthless piece of shit," she said.

Greg had no choice but to crawl out of the apartment, and I slammed the door behind hm.

"That was awesome," I said with a big smile.

"That felt great," she said smiling.

We looked each other from across the room and instinctively walked right up to each other, grabbed the other person close, and kissed. We held that position for a couple of minutes, letting our tongues dance in each other's mouths, before we let go of that embrace.

"Do you want to go have dinner date with me?" I asked. "Technically a dinner here, but we'll make it a date."

"That sounds great, but really I think we should just go straight to your bedroom and just fuck," she said.

"I'm not going to argue with that," I said.

"but before we do, there is something we need to do."

"I think I know what it is."

What we meant was that before we could really do anything, we need to do some serious cleaning because of Greg's unwanted entry into the apartment. The news has made us so paranoid about the possibility of a coronavirus infection and the need for social-distancing, even that made us forget about sex for a little while to clean up. Wei disinfected the front door, and the living room, especially the area where Sandy kicked his ass, then we thoroughly cleaned ourselves.

When we were finally done with that, we met up in my bedroom where we threw ourselves at each other again. We were kissing heavily as we helped each other out of our clothes; she got me naked first and was surprised to see my large, fully erect dick sticking up at her.

"Damn," she said standing in her underwear with delight in her eyes. "I should've gone after you a long time ago."

She took off underwear and I got to see her naked for the first time. I've gotten some close calls over the years to see her naked, a few times I saw her partially naked when her bedroom door was partially open and I saw her from behind, but never from the front. Now I finally got to see her naked, she was as beautiful as I imagined. I reached up and grabbed her left breast, it was amazing.

She got on her knees and without hesitation took my dick into her mouth. Her lips were firmly sealed around the shaft, and with every push into her mouth she gently moved her tongue around the shaft or used it to played with the tip of my dick. With one hand, she massaged my balls underneath.

We got on the bed and just started kissing while fumbling around on the bed. When I was finally ready, I got her on her back, she opened her legs and I pushed my dick right into her. I've been with numerous women and I never felt a pussy that felt so good around dick. We held each other and I began pumping my dick in her. I went slow at first, then after a couple of minutes I picked up the pace, increasing speed based on her moans.

"Fuck me harder," she pleaded. "Please fuck me harder."

I did as she asked and went as fast as I could. She began to scream like a wild animal into my ear. After several minutes when I felt I need t slow down just a little, she took that as an opportunity to push me onto my back and she was now on top of me. She held her hands firmly on the headboard as she began grinding me. You could tell she had plenty of experience in this position, she didn't go to slow or too fast, moving in around in just the right way to make sure she didn't hurt my dick. I laid there, looking up at the woman I've been fantasizing about for half my life, fucking me like a pornstar. I gave her a few slaps on her ass which she loved it and told me to do it again.

I got her on her back again and was giving her everything I had. Her body arched up as she screamed when an orgasm shot through her body. I went faster, tried to pull a few new moves with, giving her another orgasm to enjoy, and then another. After several minutes, I couldn't take it much longer, and with one last push, I shot out every drop of my cum I had into her pussy.

We both held each other, catching our breaths and kissed as much as we can. Its like we were making up for a life time of missed kissing.

"That was fucking-fantastic," she said.

"Thank you," I replied.

"So, what now?" she asked.

"Well, we are stuck in our apartment, we have plenty of time to figure it out," I said.

We fucked one more time before we got hungry and I took her to the kitchen where we made dinner together while still naked. I had to most of the work for dinner, but she was better at cleaning than I was, so we made a good team. We ate dinner, talked things over, and then went back to the bedroom to fool around. We fucked three or four times a day until the quarantine was finally over. Sandy eventually moved all her stuff into my bedroom permanently making the whole thing official.

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A bit of a mess, editing-wise

Missing words, words missing letters... find someone else to give it a once-over for that kind of stuff. Good story, overall.

he's gonna get cucked so hard...

why even be friends with her when she admits she liked to tease him even if it hurt him. She liked to dress skimpy to arouse him jus tto fuck with him in his house, that's some sadistic shit, guy needs to dump that girl with way too many daddy issues.

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Quarantine Stories Ch. 03 - Lesbian Sex

Lesbian stuck at home with her straight best friend.

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The whole situation started several months earlier. It was early in the morning and Lacey had just made her coffee and put the bagels in the toaster when she heard the doorbell. She was confused, she had no idea who would be at her door this early. She went to the front door and opened it to see Summer with an upset look on her face.

"Can I stay with you?" She asked.

Lacey was silent. She was too confused with the situation try to comprehend what was going on.

"I'm sorry, its very early and I haven't had my coffee yet. What's going on here?"

"I broke up with, Brad," Summer told her.

"I see," Lacey replied and helped bring in her suitcases. That was followed by repeated trips to Summer's car to get more of her belongings that she managed to bring along.

They left everything in the living room while they went to have coffee and bagels while Summer explained everything that had happened to her.

Lacey and Summer were both personal trainers at a very high-end gym. That's where they first met five years earlier and became friends. Summer was very new to being a trainer, and Lacey was a few years into the job herself. She helped Summer in the beginning but it didn't take her long to become catch on and become one the gyms best trainers. The one lesson that Summer never seemed to learn, one that Lacey had repeatedly warned her about, was to not date the customers. Lacey kept warning her that it would lead to disaster, but Summer never seemed to learn. The first two guys she dated were constantly jealous because she had to wear a revealing gym attire while at work that often caught other men's attentions. The third one loved bragging to people about how he was banging the hot blonde trainer, and didn't seem interested in a real relationship with her. The fourth guy was married, the reason it ended didn't need explaining And finally, there was Brad; he was good in the beginning and that made her agree to move in with him after a few months, but as usual he eventually showed that he as just another asshole who didn't treat her right.

Of course, Lacey wasn't one to judge herself. She had broken a rule herself of dating co-workers or customers. Lacey was a lesbian, and she was always surrounded by attractive women keeping their bodies in shape. She had dated, or just slept with, numerous people she met at the gym over the years. It came to the point where new employees were warned about her, but sometimes that didn't work.

Summer was also warned about her, and Lacey did come on to her in the beginning. She couldn't help going after a cute blonde girl with a tight body and curvy figures. Lacey had a great body too, with dark hair, and medium size breasts. Lacey tried hard to hook-up with Summer in the beginning, but Summer kept turning her down. Eventually, Lacey stopped making passes at her and just enjoyed being friends with her. She still occasionally flirted with Summer, and of course she liked it.

"You can stay as long as you want," Lacey told her as she helped bring the last of Summer's belongings into the spare bedroom. "I could use a new roommate anyway."

"Thank you," Summer replied. "I promise I won't be in your way."

"You won't be," she said. "It's going to be fun. It would be nice to have a hot blond walking naked around here."

"I won't be doing that," Summer.

"Its just an option, no pressure," Lacey said with a grin.

"You're just the worst," Summer said laughing.

"I know," she said as walked out the door.

"Underwear, on the other hand," Summer said. "I do walk around in that a lot."

"You're such a tease."

"I know," she said smiling.

Over the next several weeks they got into a good groove of things living in the apartment together. They enjoyed just hanging out, going to work, shopping, going out to parties or other events together. They loved trading clothes, so much so that it came to the point where there were some clothes that they didn't know who it belonged to. Summer eventually began dating other men, never from someone she meets at work. She even brought over a few guys to spend the night at her place. Lacey didn't mind, she herself was constantly bringing women over to spend the night with her. Summer joked about how sometimes she was worse than most men when it came to women.

Lacey eventually toned down her flirtation with Summer. She only did it in a fun, friendly way, but felt that if she was going to stay with her, she needed to cut back a bit. It was hard for her, with Summer often running around in skimpy clothes, and on some occasion, she did walk around in her underwear but not often. They had seen each other naked at the gym locker room plenty of times, and on occasion when they were changing clothes in front of each other. She couldn't help looking at Summer sometimes, she was in awe of how gorgeous she was. She even found herself fingering her pussy to thoughts of having sex with her, but felt guilty about that afterwards. Her lesbian friends joked that it's a form of torture for Lacey to have a hot blonde running around her apartment and not be able to do anything about it. They were joking, but sometimes Lacey did feel that way.

But she decided long ago that she wasn't going to actually go after Summer. She knew that she was straight as an arrow. Also, she has long since stopped going after straight women. There were a few times she slept with a straight woman who just wanted to have a lesbian experience to brag about to their friends. In the beginning Lacey didn't mind because she got to sleep with them, but eventually got annoyed by their behaviors. Other times she got with straight woman who were fed up with men and wanted to something different, but that often got weird so she stopped that as well. The bi-curious girls weren't too bad, at least they actually considered they might like women, even when some of them realized they didn't.

So, Lacey had decided to maintain the friendship, she wouldn't go after Summer no matter what. She would just continue to flirt with her in the friendly way she usually does. Also check out her breasts when she gets undressed, but not make it too noticeable.

Then of course the situation took a crazy turn when the coronavirus outbreak began. For weeks people were frightened that it would be a pandemic, but like most people, Summer and Lacey had high hopes that it was all under control. Then finally, the state government ordered all non-essential businesses to be temporarily closed, and a gym was definitely non-essential. The gym gave all of its employees two weeks salary to help them out, but that was all they could do. But Summer and Lacey felt that they would be ok, despite everything. A friend of theirs set them up with a company that connects customers with online personal trainers that they could do from home over their computers. They could even do aerobics and yoga classes.

Even though they prefer to leave their apartment, they managed to have fun teaching classes online, and making money doing it as well. The only problem was for Lacey, being in confined quarters with Summer was finally getting the better of her. Before the lockdown, she hadn't been with a woman in nearly a month. Now being stuck with Summer, being in constant close contact with her, was making her a little crazy. She tried to push it off as just some minor crush she was having, she experienced those before. She thought all she had to do was make it until pass the quarantine and she'll be alright. After that, she would just get in touch with a booty call she hadn't seen in a while or call an ex-girlfriend she still had a good relationship with, and that would take care of her urges.

One evening when they were done with their classes, they sat down for dinner with some frozen pizza. They felt that they have been working hard with their classes and deserved to break their usual diets and just pig-out on some well-deserved pizza.

"That Rick guy called again," Lacey said then taking a big bit of the pizza slice.

"Didn't you block him?" Summer asked.

"I did, but I think he used someone else's account. I reported him."

"Good. Did he try to offer you money again to take your top off?"

"Of course," Lacey replied while giggling. "At least this time he offered more money."

"Last time he offered $50; how much was it this time?"

"$60."

They both laughed together.

"I figured lesbians would have the pleasure of not dealing with male assholes," said Summer.

"I'm still a hot woman, its still happens to me too."

"At least you got some pervert's attention. It's been a while since I got some guys attention. And I'm talking about since before this pandemic."

"Hey, its ok, when this is over, you'll have all the dick you want," Lacey tried to assure her with some humor.

"Thank you for making me feel better, and making me feel like a whore at the same time," Summer replied.

"That's what best friends are for."

"And I'm sure one day you'll find the right woman for you and not just fool around with them."

"I don't know," Lacey said with sorrow in her voice. "I have tried, plenty of times, but I just can't find anybody I'm interested in. Maybe I'm not meant to be with anyone."

"Hey, don't say that," Summer said. "You're a great woman, any other woman would be lucky be in a relationship with you."

"You think so?"

Summer reached out and took Lacey's hand, it felt great to her.

"I know so, you're a wonderful person."

"Thank you," Lacey said with a big smile.

Their hands didn't let go. They held it there while looking at each other silently, for a brief moment they shared a connection that they felt with very few people in their lives. When it went on a little too long they simultaneously let their hands go and went back to eating the pizza.

"So, did you get any weirdos today," Lacey said trying to change the subject.

"Oh, yes, I have some stories for you."

As Summer was telling her about some of the unusual customers she had online, Lacey had trouble focusing on what she was saying. She couldn't get over that brief moment that they just had. It was a small thing, but her heart was jumping when it happened. She was finally beginning to realize, that it wasn't some minor crush she was having, she was really beginning to fall for Summer. A thought that had worried her greatly, she didn't want to start having feelings for someone that she knew couldn't reciprocate the same feelings.

What Lacey didn't know was that Summer felt that same strong attraction they shared a moment ago. Even as she went on and on with her story about the customers she had to deal with for the day, in the back of her mind she was thinking of Lacey; thinking of what a great friend she had been and how beautiful she thought she was.

Even though she knew she definitely was into men, Summer always thought women were attractive, just never really thought about trying women before. She had heard stories from Lacey about those crazy straight women who just wanted to experiment with women but were never really into it, she didn't want to fall into that trap. And ever since she started living with Lacey, those feelings of attraction to women, especially towards Lacey, were getting stronger. But she wasn't sure it was because she really felt that way about women, or is it because of her current living situation. Also, she didn't want to do something she would regret, especially not with her best friend, and find out later that it was just curiosity that got to her and feel stupid about it later. So, like Lacey, she just tried to put those feelings aside until she could get a guy after this social-distancing thing was over and get banged again.

The next day, they had a good run of customers for their online classes. They had more aerobics and weight-lifting requests than usual and were exhausted by the end of the day. They had hoped that they'd at least get one or two yoga classes in between so they could at least take it easy but no such luck. But they pulled through and even took extra classes after the usual time finish for the day because with everything going on with the pandemic, they felt that they needed to make as much extra cash as they can earn.

When it was finally over, they both agreed t hat they earned another pizza night. Normally, fitness fanatics such as them wouldn't do pizza two nights in a row, but with all the calories they had burned off that day, and all the work they have done, they felt they deserved that pizza. They ate that pizza in the living room, watching some comedy show reruns. At one point when an especially funny scene came on that show, they both had a big laugh and suddenly, Summer felt a sharp pain in her back and let out a big scream.

"Are you Ok?" Lacey asked as she put down the pizza and turned off the TV.

"I'm fine," Summer replied wincing and grabbing the back of her neck. "Just a muscle cramp."

"How bad?"

"I'll live, but it hurts."

"I know how you feel, my back has been feeling sore from all these classes today."

"Can you massage it out for me?" Summer asked.

"Um, sure."

Summer turned her back to Lacey and she began massaging her neck and shoulders. They didn't change out of their workout clothes and were still in their sports bras and gym pants. Ever since the statewide lockdown and they've been home most of the day, they got a little lazy around the house when it comes to how they've been dressing.

"How does that feel?" Lacey asked.

"Wonderful," she replied. "But go lower, around the shoulder blades."

She did as Summer asked and moved lower. She had to get her hands underneath the sports bra.

"This isn't working," Summer said. "This sports bra is in the way."

Summer took off her sports bra to make easier for her massage. Lacey took a moment before she returned to the massage. With the feelings she had been having for Summer lately, she was concerned about massaging topless body. Sure, it was just her back, but it was still very close. She returned to the massage and dug deep into the muscles to help her massage out the cramps. Summer let out a few deep moans, she was feeling better and enjoying herself. To Lacey, it sounded to similar to sex moans, and it was starting to get to her.

"Ok, that feels better," Summer told her.

Lacey let her go and Summer put her sports bra back on. For once, Lacey was relieved that a beautiful blonde was putting her top back on. She thought if they just went back to pizza and watch TV, things would feel better for her.

"Your turn," said Summer.

"What?" Lacey asked with a stunned tone in her voice.

"Let me give you a neck and shoulder massage. You just told me that your back has been feeling sore, let me give you a massage also."

"No, no, that's ok," Lacey said nervously.

"Oh, come on, let me do this."

Summer went for Lacey's sports bra to try to take it off of her, but Lacey lightly pushed her hands away.

"No, its ok, I mean it," Lacey told her.

"Oh, don't be so shy."

Summer moved in closer and tried to go for the sports bra again. With Summer getting close, it made Lacey extra nervous. She can feel her heart pounding in her chest. Without even realizing what she was doing, she grabbed Summer by the shoulders, pulled her in close, and kissed her hard on the lips.

At first this took Summer by surprise, but after a few seconds she relaxed and let it happen. She enjoyed the way Lacey's soft lips moved around hers, how her tongue danced in her mouth.

After close to half a minute, Lacey pulled back from the kiss and they both looked deep into each other's eyes.

"Oh my God, I am so sorry," Lacey said.

"No, its ok," Summer assured her.

"No, it's not," Lacey said and ran to her bedroom.

Summer took a moment trying to comprehend what had just happened. She knew that Lacey was attracted to her; this came from years of flirtation coming from Lacey. But she always thought that the flirting was done in a friendly way, no different than when some of her male friends would flirt with her. But now she's thinking, that after several months of living together, that maybe Lacey has been developing more feelings for her. She too has been feeling the same way, but wasn't sure if it was real or she was just confused about herself. But she really enjoyed that kiss, she hadn't had a kiss feel so good in years.

She got off the couch and walked straight to Lacey's bedroom. She knocked on the door and called out to her. When Lacey didn't answer, she knocked again and pleaded with her to open the door. After a while, Lacey eventually opened the door and was face to face with her best friend who she just kissed.

"I'm sorry about that kiss," said Lacey.

"I told you, it's ok," she assured her. "I really didn't mind. I actually liked it."

"You don't have to say that."

"I do, because its true. It felt wonderful."

This took Lacey by surprise. She wasn't sure how she was going to handle the situation when she ran off after that kiss.

"Really?" Lacey asked. "You're not angry?"

"I'm only angry at the fact that it ended so quickly."

Now Lacey was even more confused.

This time Summer was the one that grabbed Lacey by the shoulders and pulled her in close for a kiss. It was just as hard and passionate as the one back on the couch. This went on for twice as long before they both pulled back.

"Listen, Summer—"

"I know what you're going to say," Summer interrupted. "I remember the stories of those crazy straight girls who were just experimenting, or just confused about themselves. But this isn't an experiment, and maybe I am a little confused but I really have been having some serious thoughts about my attraction towards women, and also how I feel about you."

"I've been feeling the same way," Lacey began to say. "I have been having some real feelings for you lately, but I'm just not sure that this is real or just something that will go away once we get intimate."

Summer moved in close and put her hands around Lacey's waist. She pressed her body against hers, their breasts touching each other's.

"This feels so good to me," said Summer.

"It feels good to me too," Lacey replied as she put her arms around Summer.

Summer kissed her softly on the lips, kept it there for several seconds before pulling back. Their heads were just an inch from each other, they looked straight into each other's eyes.

"That feels real to me," Summer told her.

"Me too," said Lacey. "Ok, let's do this."

With that, Lacey pulled Summer into her bedroom. They went straight to the bed where they began rolling around, making out with each other. Their hands roamed all over each other's bodies, Summer was being touched in ways she never felt before by men. They took each other's sports bras off and began feeling each other breasts. Summer never felt another woman's breasts before, it felt wonderful to her touch and thought to herself that this great feeling is how men feel when they touched her breasts.

They got their gym pants off and soon after their panties. Lacey's hand went straight for Summer's pussy and began fingering her. Summer's arousal came quick and hard; several men had fingered her before, many of them have done well, but no one was able to play with her clit as well as Lacey was doing now. Even Summer had to admit she never could finger herself as well as she's being fingered right now.

Summer moved her hand to Lacey's pussy and returned the favor by fingering her. It was not the best she felt by another woman, but Lacey was impressed with how well she was fingering another woman's pussy for the first time.

Lacey got Summer completely on Summer on her back and got on top of her. She began kissing her Summer's lips and gently began kissing down her neck to her breasts. She began sucking on Summer's tits, playing with her nipples. She then began to Kissing down Summer's abdomen until she got her head between Summer's legs. Summer opened her legs wide for her; Lacey gripped her hands firmly on Summer's hips as she began to go down on Summer.

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Lacey went slow at first, lightly playing with her clit with her tongue, she wanted ease Summer into it. Summer gripped the bedsheets as her back began to arch up. When she began to moan, that's when Lacey went harder, using every skill she had developed over the years to give her pleasure. Summer's hands were not firmly grabbing onto Lacey's hair, pushing her head deeper into her pussy. She screamed as wave after wave of orgasms ripped through her body.

It went on for several minutes before Lacey pulled her head away and move back up Summers body. They held each other tightly as they kissed hard, hands roaming all over each other's bodies. Summer got Lacey on her back and started kissing her breasts, she found that loved the feel of a woman's breast on her face and even got that pleasure from sucking on the nipples.

She then began to move downward to Lacey's pussy, but Lacey stopped her.

"You don't have to," Lacey told her. "You don't have that experience yet."

"Let me try," Summer begged. "I won't be as good as you were, but I want to make you feel something."

Lacey let Summer go back to her pussy. Summer was hesitant at first, she never tasted another woman pussy, it didn't take her long to enjoy the taste. She didn't know what she was going to do, she just tried to think of how she likes it when other people go down on her and did her best to imitate the same movements with her mouth and tongue. To Lacey's surprise, she was doing a great job; not the best head she ever had but saw that Summer had some good potential. She even orgasmed a couple of times; not big orgasms, but they still felt good. After a while, Summer stopped and moved back up Lacey's body and began kissing her hard on the lips again.

This went on for another half hour. Going back and forth pleasing each other in various ways. Summer never felt so worked up during sex before. She had plenty of rough sex before with men, but its usually the man that had did the majority of the work to make her orgasm. She never had to put in such equal effort before, but she was loving every minute of it.

When they were finally done, they lied down next to each other catching their breathes. They were exhausted and didn't want to get out of bed no matter what.

"So, how was I?" Summer asked.

Lacey laughed at that question, " I can't believe you asked me that."

"I've had several men asking me that after sex, I thought I'd try it for once."

"Well, unlike those men, where you probably had to lie about how fantastic they were, I can honestly say you were amazing."

"That's good to know."

They eventually got out of bed and went to the kitchen, while still being naked. They both got glasses of water to replenish themselves and then sat down at the kitchen table.

"So, where do we go from here?" Summer asked.

"That depends on you," Lacey replied. "How do you truly feel about this?"

"If you're still worried that I'm just confused about my sexuality, I assure you I'm not. I'm not fully gay, I still like men, I'm sure of that. But I definitely know for sure that I'm bisexual."

"Bisexual?" said Lacey. "I can live with that."

"I just hope I don't start missing dick too soon," Summer said jokingly.

"I got some things in my bedroom to help take care of that," Lacey told her with a mischievous smile.

"Things?" Summer asked.

"Just some toys I have that we might enjoy."

"What kind of toys?" Summer asked excitingly.

"If you have some energy now, I'll show you what kind of toys."

"I'm fully of energy."

With that Lacey took Summer by the hand and lead her back to the bedroom.

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Quarantine Stories Ch. 04 - Loving Wives

Husband and Wife need their sexual release during quarantine.

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Gary and Tara weren't sure they were going t make it through this statewide lockdown. They both forced to stay home from work for at least several weeks while looking after five kids in a small house and it was starting to affect their sanity.

They got married young; she was only 19 and he was 22. Their families both thought they were insane to get married that young, insisting that they wait a few more years when they were older and ready. But they were in love and didn't want to wait a few years they wanted to start their lives together as soon as possible. Their families eventually got used to the idea; plus, Tara got pregnant four months before the wedding so they definitely were up for them getting married young.

It was Gary's cousin that got him into the real estate agency; taught him everything about the business and even helped him pass the exam to get his real estate license. It wasn't long before he started making some good money selling, and sometimes leasing houses. He worked while Tara became a stay at home wife. The original idea was that when their son got a little older to be in day care, she too would start working. She even started studying for her real estate license, but a year after her first son was born, she found herself pregnant again with her first daughter. Then two years later, that she was pregnant again with her second daughter and that's when they decided that she would stay at home taking care of the kids while Gary worked.

It wasn't until she was pregnant for the fourth time, with twin boys, that things were starting to get crazy around the house, and they weren't even 30 yet. Gary finally agreed to have a vasectomy. Gary was reluctant at first, like any man would. But Tara couldn't take the birth control pill because a condition that she has, and Gary hated to use condoms. So, with much reluctance, Gary agreed to a vasectomy. At first, he kind of felt like he was less of a man, but when he found how much sex they were having without any worry of consequences, he just didn't care anymore. In fact, when a few of friends saw how good it was for his sex life, they too ended up getting vasectomies.

So, life was good for them for years. They had their ups and downs, just like any married couple. But they never let it affect their marriage, or how they raised their family.

Then of course, the COVID-19 pandemic began to happen. They were some of the small percentage of the people in the United States who recognized the threat early on, even when people thought they were being a little crazy about it. They bought plenty of Lysol, face masks, disposable gloves to last them and their children for as long as possible. And just before things got really serious, they began to stock up on food and other essentials before people started to go crazy and clean out stores.

The only thing they didn't account for was that they'd have to stay home because of a statewide lockdown that prevented people from going to work which meant that Gary had to stay home until it was all over. He did do some work for his agency online, but until things got better, he was limited to what he was able to do.

And the big thing that they never saw coming was that their kids had to stay home from school until it was all over. By this time, they were in their thirties and their children were in high school and middle school. They took online classes to continue their education, and they both had to monitor their performance while at home. But without their after-school routines, they had to stay at home long after their classes are over.

They were allowed to do some things, they tried to take their kids for walks to the park, hiking, and other simple activities where they can do their social distancing but that could only go so far. All other times they were just home where the kids were arguing over every little thing. And due to the lack of free time for themselves, Gary and Tara were beginning to argue over everything themselves.

It began with small things that never usually bothered them, but snowball into bigger arguments. Tara was usually in charge of how to run the house, and with Gary home not being able to adjust to that, he was constantly questioning everything she was doing. Also, she felt that Gary needed to do more around the house now that he's home and his work was limited, but he kept procrastinating the things he wanted to do.

One day, after Gary came home from getting a few more things from the supermarket. He came home, took off his face mask and disposable gloves, and put the groceries in the kitchen. He found Tara in the bedroom running on her treadmill.

"Where are the kids?" He asked.

"On their computers, taking their classes," she replied.

"And you're not watching them?" he said with an angry tone.

"They don't need me watching them the whole time. They can do the classes by themselves."

"But without one of us watching them they could be avoiding some of their work. Texting their friends, playing online games, and watching who knows what on their computers."

"They'll be fine," she snapped at him while still focused on her treadmill run.

"They would be fine, if you got off that treadmill for once and looked after them," he yelled at her.

"I haven't been on this treadmill in weeks, and I gained five pounds since this damn quarantine so I need this. They are good kids, all straight A students, they never get in trouble and are very responsible, now back off!!!"

Gary didn't know how to respond, he just stood there red in the face.

"Fine! Whatever!" he yelled at her, then stormed out the room.

"Whatever" Tara yelled back.

They both really didn't know why they were yelling at each other. It wasn't that big of a problem. Gary knew they had good kids and have left them alone before unsupervised with their online courses. And Tara usually kept a calm tone whenever she used to argue with Gary, but this time felt the need to just scream at him. She thought it made her feel better but it didn't, it only made her want to run faster and increased the speed on her treadmill. She was a fitness freak ever since her fourth pregnancy. She found herself gaining weight and felt unattractive and made point to always stay fit and enjoyed her regular workout routine. She had dirty blonde, stood at 5'6", and had excellent curves. Gary also kept himself in good shape, going to the gym regularly; he wasn't jacked, but had a good muscular tone.

When Tara was finished with the treadmill, she locked the door to the bedroom and went to the bathroom. She took off her workout clothes and began washing off the sweat. It wasn't long after she dried up that Gary showed up in the bathroom, completely naked.

"Gary, how did you get in? I locked the door."

"I used that little key that we use to unlock bedroom doors."

He moved in for a kiss but Tara pushed him back.

"What are you doing? What about the kids?"

"You were right, they're completely focused on their classes without out looking over their shoulders."

He went in for a kiss again and again Tara pushed back.

"But we can't do this now," she said.

"Yes, we do. I figured out why we have been arguing so much lately. Sexual tension."

"What?"

"We haven't had sex in weeks, not since the kids had to stay home and we're watching them 24 hours a day. Its starting to get to us, we need to fuck right now."

With that, Tara let Gary kiss her. Gary picked her up and got her to sit on the edge of the bathroom sink. Gary was just about to get ready to get his dick inside of her, when they heard one of their kids screaming and they had to stop.

"MOOOOOMMM!!!" Yelled their oldest daughter. "Tom is being a total jerk right now."

"Fuck!" Gary yelled. "Maybe we can do this quickly."

"No, we can't," Said Tara sounding annoyed and yelled out to her kids "I'll be right there, no more fighting until I get there."

She grabbed a few things from her closet and dresser and began to get dressed

"You can't just leave me like this," Gary said pointing to his erection.

"Yes I can," she said. "You can take care of that yourself."

"What? I haven't done that in years, because I always had you."

"Its just this once, or you can wait another time."

"I don't think I can wait."

With that Tara grabbed one of her body lotions she had on the dresser and tossed it at Gary which he caught one handed.

"Then you know what to do," she said. "Don't forget to lock the door behind me."

She left the bedroom and Gary locked the door behind her. He went to the bathroom, put a small amount of lotion in his hand and began jerking off in the sink. He was telling the truth about not having to jerk off in years; with their incredible sex life, Tara was always ready for him to fool around with. The only time his dick was jerked off with a pair of hands, was Tara's hands when she gave him hand job. But now, he had to do this by himself. He jerked off for a good 15 minutes before he came; he thought of Tara the whole time, or at least of her getting it on with her sexy best friend with whom she once confessed to having a drunken make out session with in high school, but that was all the lesbian experience she will ever have. It felt good to jerk off and get that release, but it wasn't the same as the real thing.

Gary tried again later that night, but Tara was too exhausted. The next night it was Tara who tried, but that time it was Gary who just wasn't up to the task. The next night they were both just too tired try anything. After that it was just another week of no sex, and more arguments that made no sense to either of them but they still had them anyway. At this point, it has been more than a month since they had sex; other than when Tara was her final two or three months of each of her pregnancies, this was the longest they have gone without sex.

One afternoon, Tara entered Gary's office, dressed up to go out.

"Are you busy with work today, by any chance?" She asked.

"Today has been particularly slow, I just have one thing left to do and I can call it a day," He answered. "Why?"

"I just need you do help me with something important."

"Do I have to?" he asked with frustration.

"Yes, you do," she snapped at him. "Its important, please don't argue with me on this."

"What is it?"

"You'll see," she said. "When you're done, just dress up better because we're going out."

With that she left the room before Gary could have the chance to ask anything else. Gary quickly finished the last bit of work he had to do online before he logged off. Things have been too slow at the agency, and management has been ok with people finishing early during this period. As long as they do what they need to do for the day and keep checking back on messages in case they need to log back on to work to do more.

Afterwards Gary left the office and went to his bedroom to change his clothes. He has been dressing very casually since he's been working from home, the whole family has. But both he and Tara made sure that they wouldn't look like slobs, and made sure the kids weren't going to look like slobs also just because they are home most of the day.

He and Tara got into her car and drove off.

"Will the kids be ok?" Gary asked.

"They'll be fine," she assured him. "I told Tom and Betty what to do while we're gone. They'll be ok watching the younger ones."

"I assumed we're going to the market or something. How long will we be gone for?"

"As long as it takes," she said with a big smile.

Gary was confused by the situation, part of him did want to argue with her, wanting to demand to know where they were going. But he started to think about how much they've been arguing lately and decided to go along with whatever Tara had in mind.

About fifteen minutes later they arrived at a house with his company's real estate sign in front of it. He recognized the house, it was up for rent only, and has been on the market for months. Nobody wanted to live there because it was too far out of way from basically anywhere, and also there was a quadruple murder in that house because of a drug deal gone bad. That detail usually scared people off; even when the rent price dropped nobody wanted it live there.

"What are we doing at this murder house?" He asked.

"You'll see," she said. "Follow me."

She quickly got out of the car and Gary followed. She ran up the steps to the front door and opened the mailbox next to it. There was some old junk mail inside it and a set of house keys. She used it to open the door and they both went inside.

"What are we doing here?" he asked angrily. "How did you know the keys were in the mailbox."

"Because I set it up for the keys to be here," she told him.

"What?"

"I rented the place for the next month,"

WHAT?!"

"Follow me,"

He followed her to the bedroom as soon as they got inside, she grabbed him by the neck with one hand and pulled him in for a kiss. With the other hand she went for his belt and quickly removed it. As soon as she went for the zipper, he broke off the kiss and gently pushed her back.

"What are you doing? We can't have sex here."

"Yes, we can," she told him. "I rented the place just for us to come here and fool around in whenever we want."

"What? How do you know its safe and how did you know about this house being available?"

She began to tell him about how they were both sexually starved and were arguing too much as a result. The arguments were getting so out of hand that their two oldest kids went to her privately to express their concerns. This showed her that their arguments were beginning to have an affect on their own kids, and needed to do something about it. Due to lack of privacy at home, the only solution was to go outside the house. She accessed Gary's company login, which was easy to do because she knew him too well, and found a house that is furnished and has long been empty since before the coronavirus pandemic. She got a friend of hers to rent out the house in her name, paid her back right away, and got someone to put the keys in the mailbox.

"That's genius," he told her proudly. "But this is still a murder house, I'm not sure I feel comfortable here."

"The murders took place in the garage," she told him. "Not the main part of the house."

"Ok then," he said.

With that he pulled her close and they started kissing again. They began to remove each other's clothes; Gary was quick get her naked before she got him naked. Her grabbed at her tits while they continued kissing, giving them a good feel and Tara enjoyed every second of it as well.

Tara made Gary stand up against the wall and she got down on her knees. She grabbed his dick; it was the hardest it has been in a long time. She began jerking him off as she looked up at him, licking at the tip to tease him. Then she opened her lip wide and took his dick into her mouth. Her lips were firmly sealed around the shaft as she bobbed her head back and forth. Gary's hand was firmly grabbing the back of her head, guiding her rhythm, not that she needed much help with it. She deep throated him a few times throughout; she was never a fan of doing that, but Gary liked that so she gave it to him this time.

Gary pulled Tara off her knees and got her on the bed. He got right on top of her and without any hesitation he shoved his dick right into her pussy and they both let out a loud moan. Gary left in there for a moment, he wanted to enjoy the feeling Tara's warm, juicy pussy around his dick. He started fucking her slowly, Tara held him close to her body, she let out small moans every time Gary pushed himself into her body. She begged him to go faster and he complied with that request, picking up his speed, hurting her but in a good way that she loved.

When she was ready, Tara made Gary get on his back this time. Gary had his hands firmly placed on her hips as she started bouncing around his dick. He watching as this amazingly beautiful woman enjoying herself as she rode him, her hair flying wildly and her tits gently jiggling around. She began to faster, moaning louder, Gary slapping her ass now and then telling her what a good slut she was being and she loved hearing him call her that.

Gary got her on her back again; he pinned her hands by her side as he began fucking her again. She was screaming into his hear, begging for more. He got off of her and made her get on her hands and knees on the bed, he grabbed her by the hips and started plowing into her with more intensity. He slapped her ass hard every now and then and even began calling her names again; slut, whore, among other things. She responded with a series of insults herself, this back and forth only made things more exciting for the both of them.

After a while, Gary couldn't hold off much longer and got that feeling in his dick that it was soon going to be over. As much as he tried to hold on a little longer, eventually he shot a big load of cum right into and was finished. He got off of her and plopped himself next her on the bed and they both just laid there catching their breaths. After a few minutes, Tara moved over to Gary and rested her head on his chest and he put his arm around her.

"Damn, that felt good," she said. "How do you feel?"

"Fucking fantastic," he replied.

"By the way, I actually rented this place for three months," she confessed to him. "Your agency wouldn't do just one month."

Gary had a good laugh at that.

"I could've arranged it for just one month," he said.

"Oops."

They both had a good laugh this time.

"I don't care how much it costs," he said. "It's worth it."

THE END.

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Quarantine Stories Ch. 05 - First Time

Virgin man stuck at home with his hot crush.

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It was a tough time for Peter, being stuck inside most of the day because of social distancing thanks to the covid-19 pandemic that was sweeping the globe. He was staying at his friends for the semester when the pandemic hit and he had nowhere else to go. His parents were three states away, but he talked to them regularly and they were fine and taking proper precautions to stay safe. At least he was with his friend, Mike, so at least he had someone to hang out with during this period. The house they were living in was one of his parents houses that they were staying at for college.

They weren't alone, Mike's girlfriend, Sandra, was staying with them along with her best friend Jody. Being with three people his age made the situation fun; they played video games, made tik tok videos, watched moves, and so on. But they still had to take online courses to maintain their grades, and took that seriously.

There were only two problems that he had living there in quarantine. The first, was the fact that Mike and Sandra were always having sex that Peter can here. It wasn't too loud, but enough to hear from down the hall. The second, being that he had a big crush on Jody, who was sexy as hell and it was driving Peter Crazy. He had asked her out the previous semester, but she politely turned him down. Then she started seeing Brad, a jerk that no one could understand why she was interested in him.

The only reason that these things were a bother for Peter for one reason, which was that he was still a virgin. It was bad enough he had to hear sex noises from down the hall, reminding him that he wasn't getting any, but also that a girl he was crushing on was also living in the same house with him. It was also a problem, because Jody liked to dress in revealing outfits. She was a gorgeous woman, with bright blonde hair, a slim body with a decent size c-cup breasts. She enjoyed wearing small shorts and tops that would reveal some cleavage. Before all this, he handled his crush on her casually, not letting it bother him when she's around. But now he's around her almost all the time and it was starting to get to him.

What Peter didn't know was that Jody's boyfriend had broken up with her at the beginning of the quarantine through a video chat. Besides telling Sandra, she kept it a secret from most people. She didn't want to have to deal with any sympathy from anyone she talks to, and she didn't want it to get back to Peter that she was single. She knew of his crush on her, and although she liked him well enough, she wasn't interested in him like that and didn't want him to get any ideas now that she's single. So, she maintained the idea that she was still involved with Brad.

But she also had the same problem with having to hear Mike and Sandra's sex noises. Before the pandemic, she as getting sex regularly when she wanted it from Brad. She had gotten so used to having sex regularly, that she had forgotten what it was like to go a long time without sex. She was going through a sexual withdrawal that was driving her crazy, even masturbation wasn't helping as much as she had hoped. She heard the same sex noises that Peter was hearing down the hall, that kind of reminder of what she was missing was not helping her. She did get some release from her regular exercise routine, especially from her jogs around the neighborhood, but that also could only go so far.

One morning, she was up early and was having breakfast Sandra. Mike and Peter were still sleeping upstairs from a long night of playing video games playing against a team from China that they had a long competition with. Mike and Peter had gotten the girls into playing video games, it was a good way to pass the time, but they couldn't get as obsessed with it as the boys could.

During breakfast, Jody confided with Sandra about her situation. She was getting too horny for her own good, and was running out of ways to hold back her sexual needs.

"You should fuck Peter," Sandra blurted out.

Jody had a good laugh from that, she didn't expect her to say it.

"I'm serious," said Sandra. "Fuck him. It will be good for both of you."

"Wow, you're serious," Jody responded. "I can't, he's not my type."

"Brad was completely wrong for you, yet you were with him for almost a year."

Jody admitted she had a point, if anything Peter was a better person than Brad. She also admitted to herself that Peter was a cute guy. There was nothing wrong with him, but she usually went for taller, muscular guys, who she had some things in common with. Peter was about her size, and although he had a good muscle tone, he wasn't muscular. And although she had gotten into video games with him, they didn't have a lot in common. Then again, she admitted to herself that she didn't have a lot in common with Brad, it was mostly sex with them.

"I don't know, I know he has a crush on me but I don't want to lead him on."

"It will just be for the sex; it will be good for the both of you."

"Why do you keep saying that?" Jody asked.

"Because Peter is a virgin," she responded.

"What?" Jody asked with surprise.

"What the hell?" Mike yelled at Sandra.

Mike had just walked into the kitchen when he heard Sandra tell Jody about Peter.

"Mike, you scared me," Sandra said to him.

"I'm sorry, but what the hell? I told you that in secret."

"I'm sorry, but I thought it might help."

"How?" He yelled at her.

"Can we all calm down and talk about this calmly?" Jody asked.

Mike got himself a cup of coffee and sat down with the girls. They discussed the situation that just happened. Mike had told her Peter's secret months ago because a subject about his dating life had come up and he ended up telling her about him still being a virgin, but specifically asked her to keep it a secret. Then he had just heard her blab to her best friend and now he was afraid of the problem it will cause if it got back to Peter.

"So anyway, why not just have sex with him?" Sandra continued trying to convince Jody. "You'll get your sex, and you can help him too."

"I just don't know," Jody replied. "What if he things its more than sex? Like he'll want a relationship with me."

"He won't, he'll just be happy to be getting some on the side," Mike answered her.

"Oh, so now you're going to help me convince her," Sandra said to Mike.

"I'm thinking if I get him laid, he'll forgive me for blabbing to you."

"That could work," Sandra agreed with him. "So, what do you say, Jody?"

"You two are crazy," she replied. "I think all that crazy sex you two are having is somehow making you both stupid."

"Ok, we'll drop the subject," Mike said.

"Yes, we will," Sandra agreed. "By the way, I hope you have enough batteries for your vibrator. You know, in case this social distancing lasts a lot longer than what everyone is expecting."

That comment stung with Jody, but at the same time it had gotten to her. First of all, she was running out of batteries for her vibrator, something she had to remember to get later on. Also, she couldn't handle her won sexual needs forever, she needed someone to help her with it. There was one other option that she could think of, but she didn't think Sandra would like the idea of having a three-way with her and Mike. So, with plenty of thought throughout the day, she decided to just go after Peter. She would just have to be sure that he knew that she only wanted sex from him, nothing more.

The next day, she convinced Sandra and Mike to get out of the house for a few hours to have some time to be alone with Peter. They made up some excuses to Peter about jogging and stopping by an ice cram place that served customers through a takeout window. It was going to be a big risk for Jody, she had taken a couple of guys virginities before; the first was fairly good in bed, the second barely lasted a minute. She could be at risk of some disappointment, which would make the whole thing not worth the trouble. On the other hand, if he does somehow do well, even if he's not a complete expert, she could have sex partner for the foreseeable future.

She found Peter in his bedroom playing one of his video games, Mega Blast Future XII. He was sitting on a futon couch that was next to his bed and directly in front of his TV. She had practiced played with him a few times before and asked if she could join in. She sat next to him very closely on the futon so he could notice her; she was wearing daisy duke shorts and a red top that showed a decent amount of cleavage than she usually does. She also wore a perfume that she found that men seem to enjoy smelling on her. Peter was of course surprised at how she looked; she always liked to dress sexy, but didn't think much of why she was dressed the way she was or her smell, not a clue of why she suddenly had interest in playing a game with him that she was never good at. He was, however, becoming so distracted by her that his game character was killed by Jody's game character three times.

"You've somehow gotten better," he told her. "Have you been practicing without me around?"

"No, I guess I'm just getting lucky," she replied. "And you're off your game for some reason, anything wrong?"

"Um, no," he replied nervously.

They continued the game for another half hour; Jody continued killing Peter's game character and bragging about it. She kept leaning into him in a way to get him to notice her tits or legs more, she wanted him to get very interested in her.

"That's it, I give up," he said and dropped his game controller. "I don't know what happened, but you outplayed me."

"I think I deserve a prize."

"You already became supreme warlord of Mega Blast Planet, what else do you want?"

Jody just dropped the remote on the floor and kissed Peter hard on the lips. She let go of the kiss and took her tank top off, revealing her tits to him. Peter just sat there, staring at her tits. He had fantasized many times what they would look like, they looked better in real life.

"What's going on here?" he asked.

She leaned in and kissed him again, this time he held her close and went along with it. He reached up and grabbed her left breast, it felt wonderful. He had some experiences with women in the past; he had gotten his hands on some breasts, had a few hand jobs and a couple of blowjobs, but was never able to get a woman into bed with him. This time he felt that it was finally going to happen for him; when that thought occurred to him, he suddenly began to feel nervous about it. Jody felt him begin to tense up, she was afraid that he would get nervous and stop. She reached for his pants and pulled down his zipper. She then began to reach inside, getting her hands under his boxers and grabbed his fully hard dick.

"Wait!" Peter said as he pulled away from Jody's embrace. "Lets just take it easy."

"Why?" she asked.

"Just take it easy, maybe we should hold off on this," he told her.

Jody was annoyed, she had never had a guy turn her down, especially when she was topless.

"Why, so you could be a virgin for a while longer?" she snapped at him.

Peter pushed her back and sat there in surprise.

"Mike told you, didn't he?" He asked.

"No, Mike told Sandra, who told me."

"I'm going to kill him."

"Or, you can forget about the whole thing take your dick out," she said.

She tried to put her hand back into Peter's pants, but Peter was still being reluctant with her.

"Listen, I'm into this, its just that, I really like you and—"

"No," she interrupted. "I'm not interested in you, and you shouldn't be interested in me."

"But—"

"No, this is your one chance. Have awesome sex with me right now, or spend the rest of your life hating yourself for giving up sex with a hot blonde woman who just wanted to have her way with you."

With that, Peter thought to himself 'why am I fighting this?' and kissed Jody. It quickly turned into a full blown make out session; their hands roaming all over each other's bodies. Jody went back grabbing at Peter's dick, this time he did not stop her. She pulled out his dick and began stroking him while he was grabbing at her tits. He had a few good hand jobs before, but never one working his dick as good as he was getting right now.

They then both got off the futon and took off the rest of their clothes. She told him she was on the pill so there was no need for a condom in case he decided to bring up the subject himself. They got on to his bed and embraced each other, her tits were pressing hard against his chest as they kissed.

Jody got him on his back and she placed herself on top of him. She wanted to be the dominant one, and Peter was all for it. She grabbed his dick and guided it to her pussy, and in one quick move she moved her body downward, letting the dick slide into her. The feel of a hot, moist pussy around his dick was the best feeling that Peter ever had. Jody let it stay inside her for a few seconds, letting him enjoy the feel of her pussy on his dick. She then began moving up and down on him, first slowly then gently picking up the pace. Peter laid, there with his hands firmly placed on Jody's thighs; he enjoyed looking up at the beautiful woman bouncing around his dick with her tits gently jiggling. He reached up and grabbed both her breasts, wanting to feel them as she was riding him. He always thought his first time would be him on top of a woman first, but he was enjoying letting her take charge.

Eventually, Peter decided that he need to try to take control. He made her get off of him and got her on her back this time so he could be on top. Jody opened her legs wider for him and he pushed his dick back into her body. He went slow at first, wanting to take his time with her. Jody held him close to her body as she gently moaned in his hear. He began to pick up the pace and was fucking her fast as Jody's nails were digging into his back. She began to scream into his ear, saying things that Peter never thought he'd hear a woman say. Jody was impressed with his performance; not only did she last longer than she hoped he would, he was performing admirably. He was not as good as her last few lovers, but she recognized his potential.

Jody eventually got back on top of Peter again. She was afraid that he going finish very soon and wanted to take control again to get him to relax and let the sex last longer. Her hands were firmly holding firmly on the headboard as she rode him. She was keeping a steady pace as she bounced around wildly. Again, Peter reached up and grabbed her tits, this time Jody was ok with it.

Peter began to make a face that Jody knew all too well; he was on the verge of cumming in her. She slowed down a little, hoping that it would make him last longer. Peter got the idea of what she was doing, happy that it let the sex last longer for him. He was greatly enjoying himself, wishing it would last forever. He did his best to hold off himself, managing to get a few more minutes of pleasure. Finally, he began to shoot his cum into Jody's pussy. Jody felt the cum shooting into her and stopped riding him. When she was sure that he stopped cumming, he got off his dick and plopped herself down next to Peter on the bed.

"Wow," was all that Peter could say.

"That was great," she told him.

"Really," he replied excitingly.

"Yeah, you have potential."

"So, you want to—"

"I said, I don't want a relationship," she interrupted. "I made that clear in the beginning."

"I know, I was gonna ask if we could do this again. Maybe, regularly."

"Oh, yes, definitely."

They made it a regular thing in the household while they were stuck at home throughout the pandemic. So much so, that Jody eventually moved some of her stuff into Peter's room; they agreed it was just easier for them with how often they were going at it with each other. Eventually, it was their sex noises that was keeping Mike and Sandy up at night.

THE END!

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Quarantine Stories Ch. 06 - Incest/Taboo

During quarantine he lets his hot female cousin move in.

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It all started at the beginning of the nationwide lockdown. The coronavirus, also known as covid-19, was spreading like wildfire all across the country and state after state had no choice but to start shutting down non-essential businesses. Millions of people who were able to started to work from home. Danny Milton was one of those people who had to start working from home, something he had never expected to do. He enjoyed going to work on a regular basis, but now he was going to be stuck at home for who knows how long.

He lived in a small two-bedroom apartment and his roommate had just moved out a few weeks earlier to move in with his girlfriend. He was in the process of looking for a new roommate when people started to freak out about the pandemic. He was prepared to start living alone for a while which he preferred not to do. He would rather have a roommate to hang out with, or even better a girlfriend to have some bedtime fun with. He tried to reach out to a few friends to see if they were interested in renting the second bedroom, but they already made other living arrangements during the pandemic.

He didn't have to worry about living alone for long when on the first day of him having to stay at home when he got a call from his mother about an urgent matter.

"What's going on, mom?" he asked.

"It's your cousin Katie," she said over the cracking over her outdated cell phone. "She needs a place to stay, and I know you have an extra bedroom you're looking to rent out. Can't she stay with you?"

"I don't know, mom, I was hoping for a guy to move in so I could hang out with."

"But she really needs a place to go, she has to leave her apartment when she found out her boyfriend, she was living with got another girl pregnant."

"That sucks."

"Exactly. And now with this pandemic people are scrambling for a place to stay, can't she stay with you?"

"I suppose," he replied. He would rather not, he felt it would be better to live with a guy then having to watch how he behaves around a woman all day, every day. But Katie was family and she was in a desperate situation, so he agreed to it. "You can tell her she could come by any time to move in."

"She's already on her way. She left his apartment half an hour ago and should be there soon."

With that she hung up quickly before he could say anything else. He thought he would have a few extra hours to get his apartment ready for a woman to live in, but now he was on short notice so all he could do for now was do the dishes quickly before she finally arrived.

When Katie arrived, he helped bring up three suitcases and six boxes that she had crammed into her car. She didn't have any furniture, because it was her ex-boyfriends' apartment she had moved in, so it was just some stuff she was able to pack up easily. She felt fortunate that she had a cousin with an extra bedroom with a bed and a dresser that was left over from a previous tenant.

They got everything set up in her room within the hour. He even helped her setup her computer with the internet and her webcam. She was a yoga and aerobics teacher, but those places were now shut down so a friend of hers set her up with an online company where she would be teaching yoga and aerobics online.

"Thanks for doing this," she said. "I know it was short notice, and I know your mother didn't give you much time to tell you I was coming, so I really appreciate you doing this."

"No problem," Danny replied. "I'm just glad I get to have some company during this lockdown."

"I feel the same way. I had nobody else to move in with and it was either my car or moving back home and that was a tough choice. So, I'm really happy to be here."

With that she gave him a big hug, pressing herself very close to Danny's body. For a moment he enjoyed the feeling then quickly pushed that thought away and cursed himself in his mind for having a thought like that about his cousin. But he couldn't resist, she was a few years younger than him, about 26, she had dirty blond hair, had a slim athletic body, a good size ass and from what he could tell c-cups breasts that were on the line of being d-cups. But despite that he wasn't going to be that kind of guy that pervs on his own cousin so he decided to make sure that during her time in his apartment he was going to behave accordingly with her.

They had lunch and watched some TV then went out a little to the local stores to get whatever food and supplies they could get before it ran out. They managed to get the last 12pack of the good kind of toilet paper before it was gone, and they almost had to fight off a crazy woman who was going after it herself. After that they were ready for a good long period of being stuck in their small apartment together.

The first few weeks went fine, they mostly stayed out of each other's way as Danny did his work on his computer in his room that was connected to his company's private network. And Katie was in her room mostly on the webcam teaching her yoga classes and aerobics classes. They didn't see each other much during the day, except when running into each other on their breaks when going to the kitchen or on the way to the bathroom. Then would see each other the most in the morning for breakfast, or in the evening when they were finished working to have dinner and binge watch something on TV.

It was all going fine, but a problem started to form between the two of them one evening when they met for dinner. Katie, who was a decent cook, usually made them something to eat for dinner. Danny told her she didn't have to cook for him that much, but she said it was no problem and also, she enjoyed cooking. Danny sometimes made dinner for them, but never as good as Katie's meals.

"This looks good," said Danny. "Thanks again for making these dinners.

"It's no problem. With this pandemic going on I felt it was a good time to try some new recipes," she replied.

As they ate their dinner and made small talk, Danny's eyes noticed something very noticeable about Katie; two noticeable somethings to be exact. She was wearing a tight white t-shirt with a band logo on it, and it was very clear that she was wearing no bra as her nipples were poking hard through her shirt. The shirt was also a little low cut so it showed some cleavage on top as well.

"My eyes are up here buddy," said Katie as she pointed to her eyes.

"Oh, I'm so sorry... I don't know why I did that," he said quite embarrassed.

"It's ok, I figured you might notice."

She began to tell him how after she finished online yoga classes and took off her sports bra to change into some casual clothes and found herself picking out a bra to wear. That's when she realized that she wasn't going anywhere these days and took the opportunity to just go without wearing a bra. She said that she felt that if she was going to be staying in that apartment, she needed to start feeling more comfortable living there and that included not having to wear a bra when she didn't have to.

"I figured we're both adults, you can handle it if when I'm dressing down casually, I'm going to be relaxed in how I dress myself."

"I guess that makes sense, you need to feel comfortable living here," Danny replied.

"But at the same time, if I'm going to stop wearing bras around here, for your sake I'll top wearing tight shirts that reveal my tits too much."

"That's probably for the best," said Danny. "You may be my cousin, but I'm not going to concentrate much if you dress like that."

"And I honestly don't blame you," she said with a giggle. "Even after I caught you looking, you still can't stop looking at my tits."

"Damn it, sorry."

They both had a good laugh and went back to eating dinner. Afterwards, Danny cleaned up the dishes in the kitchen; he felt that if Katie was going to cook for him, the least he could do was clean the dishes afterwards. Katie went to her room to change her shirt to something a little looser. Although she liked wearing tight shirts that showed off her tits, she realized that she wasn't living with her ex-anymore, she was living with her cousin and it would be inappropriate. But still, even though she stopped him from looking at her tits, she still liked the idea of him looking at her like that. It gave her a little thrill having her cute older cousin checking her out. She decided she wasn't going to give him too much temptation, but if she ever caught him looking at her tits or ass again, she wouldn't say nothing about it and just let him look.

Time had gone by and although Katie stopped wearing tight shirts with no bras, Danny still couldn't help noticing the way her tits jiggled in her shirts as she moved around under her t-shirts. He did his best to avoid checking out her body, but she wasn't making it easy for him.

When they hung out in the evenings to binge watch tv shows or smoke weed on the balcony, she was more dressed up in her pajamas and they had fun hanging out together so in those moments he didn't have any strange feelings for her. Instead, she was just like a friend for him to hang out with which made having to stay at home during the pandemic very tolerable.

Things for Danny began to get worse for him when one morning, he woke up and went straight for the bathroom to pee. He opened the door and to his surprise seeing Katie fully naked. She had just taken an early morning shower and was drying herself off with a towel and she was almost done when Danny walked in.

"OH MY GOD!" she screamed.

"Oh, damn, I'm sorry," was all that Danny could say before he stumbled out of the bathroom.

A moment later, Katie left the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body, tied up just above her breasts.

"I'm so sorry," said Danny.

"No, it's ok, I was the one that forgot to lock the bathroom door," she said. "So, I'm the one who's sorry."

"It's no problem, let's just be sure to lock the doors from now on. That goes for me too."

"No problem, after this I'm definitely going to remember."

Danny then excused himself to go to the bathroom because he still had to pee. In the bathroom, after he finished urinating and washed his hands, his found himself thinking about seeing Katie naked. Since she had moved in, he had wondered what she looked like naked, but actually seeing her naked body was much better than he ever imagined.

He was starting to get an erection and did his best to think of anything else to make it go away. She was expecting him to have breakfast with her as they usually do, and didn't have time to jerk off. After a couple of minutes, the erection went away and he left the bathroom to meet up with Katie in the kitchen. She was now wearing a t-shirt and small shorts and she made them both a bowl of cereal and coffee. They made no mention of what had just happened and made their usual small talk.

After they left the kitchen and went to their rooms to get to work, but the thought of Katie being naked was still very much on his mind. He kept his mind on his work, but couldn't resist much longer. When he found the time in the day where he had a good break, he locked the door, pulled up a porn video he had on his computer, dropped his pants and began to jerk off. He wanted to watch something to jerk off to as a good way to distract himself from Katie. But it wasn't enough for him because she was still on his mind.

"Ok, I have to do it just one time," he said to himself.

He turned off the porn video and pulled up his Facebook account on his computer. He was friend with Katie there and pulled up her profile and searched through her photos and until he found a perfect one of her at a beach wearing a skimpy bikini. With that picture, he began jerking off harder than he had in years. He focused on the bikini picture mostly, but tried to think of her naked in the bathroom, and soon imagined what it would be like to fucking her. He shot a huge wad of cum into some tissues he had ready, threw it away, and put his pants back on. It was close to lunch time so he clocked out for his lunch break and went to the kitchen. For once, he was glad he didn't run into Katie. He was glad to finally got to jerk off to her image and get it all out of his system, but he didn't want to face her soon after doing so.

The next day Danny was on a planned video chat with five of his friends. They agreed to try to video chat with each other at least once a week. They talked about the usual stuff, mostly about coronavirus and how it was affecting them, but other topics as well. Eventually the topic went to Katie; his friends knew she was staying with him and liked to tease him about having a sexy woman living with him.

"I don't see why you don't just go for it," said Ray in the top right corner of the screen.

"She's my cousin, would you please stop bringing that up?" Said Danny.

"It doesn't matter, she's hot, you're both single, you're both stuck together in that apartment. Just go for it."

"No one could blame you," said Jake in the bottom left corner. "I have some of cousins I wouldn't mind fooling around with. I made out with two of them."

"I got my first handjob from one of my cousins," Said Mike in the bottom left corner.

"And I fucked one of mine," said Keith in the upper right corner.

"Really?" asked Danny. "Was it Suzy, the sexy nurse?"

"I wish," Keith replied. "It was Tammy, the actress. She was good, but my goal is still Suzy."

"I can't believe I'm hearing all of this," said Danny.

"It's no big deal, they're cousins, not sisters," said Keith. "I'm sure millions of guys out there have done it with their cousins, but just don't talk about it."

"Do you guys think that's true?" Danny asked.

"I'm sure it is," s aid Jake. "In fact, now that Keith confessed that he fucked his cousin, I can now tell you guys that I actually did fuck one of my cousins. I just wasn't if you guys were really cool about it until he said he did it."

"And now I could tell you guys that the handjob I got was actually a blowjob," said Mike.

"How about you Ray?" asked Danny.

"No, still never did anything them," he replied. "But now I'm very jealous of the rest of you."

As more time went by, Danny found himself jerking off a lot more than usual. He found that if he got it out of his system, he doesn't have to think about sex that much when he's hanging out with Katie. He even got more comfortable jerking off to her photos before seeing her outside of his bedroom. He felt guilty doing that, he felt that it was kind of a violation of their living arrangement, but it was a necessity for him at that point.

One night, about three months into the pandemic, they were watching a movie on Netflix. They were watching the movie Lucy starring Scarlett Johansson; not one of her best films, and they both agreed that they were glad it didn't ruin her career after it was made. It was a ridiculous movie and they both enjoyed making fun of it very much.

When the movie was over, Danny got a couple beers from the fridge and passed one to Katie

"Who's hotter, me or Scarlett?" Katie asked.

"No offense, but I'd take her over every other woman in the country," Danny replied.

"Ok, but between Scarlett and me, who do you think has better tits?" she asked with a wicked grin on her face.

That question embarrassed him a little. They had not discussed that incident when he accidentally saw her naked since it had happened. The moment was etched in his mind and was very useful when he thought about her when jerking off.

"Come one, answer me," she begged. "I know you remember what I looked like naked that one time you saw me, so you can answer it."

"How do you know I would remember that so well?"

"You're a guy and I'm a hot blonde with nice tits, you would remember."

Danny thought for a moment before answering.

"You have better tits than Scarlett Johansson," he finally answered.

"Thank you," she said very happily. "By the way, I have a new Instagram account I started several weeks ago. It's a private account, you should follow me there."

"What's wrong with your other Instagram account?"

"That's mostly for family friendly photos, these are just for friends. Some fun photos I started doing to keep myself busy.

Katie gave him her private Instagram account name and he immediately looked it up on his phone. He sent a follow request, which Katie immediately approved of from her phone. There he went through a series of photos she had online for a small number of people to see. To his surprise, she was wearing a variety of revealing clothing, bikini pictures that were better than the ones she had on Facebook, and more surprisingly, pictures of her in her underwear in a variety of sexual poses. Going down the list she even had some good lingerie photos posted there.

"Wow, these are... wow..." Danny was too surprised to say anything coherent.

Katie sat close to him as they went through the photos together. She pointed out to some of her favorite pictures and mentioned some ideas she had for some future pictures she wanted to post later on.

"Why are you showing me these?" He asked.

"Are you not enjoying looking at them?" she asked in return.

"I admit, I do," he answered.

She leaned in close to his ear and whispered something he never expected her to say.

"Maybe you could use theses to jerk off to next time, instead of those Facebook photos of mine you were using."

"How did you know?"

"You need to take your own advice about locking doors, because a few times you forgot to close your bedroom door and I caught you jerking off to those pictures that were up on your computer screen."

"I left the door open?"

"Just a few times. Not wide open, just a little, enough for me to see everything."

Danny's face was getting flushed as his embarrassment grew.

"I'm so very sorry," he told her.

"It's ok, I don't mind," she said. "If I had a problem with that, I wouldn't be showing you these photos as well."

She put her hand on his inner thigh and slowly moved it up to his groin.

"Oh, damn," was all he could say.

"If it makes you feel better, several times I fingered myself looking at your topless pictures you posted on Facebook from when you went fishing with your friends on a boat a few years ago."

"That does make me feel a little better," he replied.

With that, Danny leaned in and kissed her hard on the lips. They began making out hard on the couch, their hands roaming each other's bodies. Danny reached up under her shirt behind her back and felt how naked it was. By instinct in these situations, he was trying go for her bra, but forgot that she stopped wearing them around the apartment. He was happy that this situation made things easier for him and moved his had to the front to grab at her breast. They were large in his hands and felt wonderful, he never felt tits that felt so good in his hands before.

Eventually they got off the couch and she made him follow her to her bedroom. They undressed along the way, leaving a trail of clothes along the way. They were completely naked by the time they got to her bed.

"Damn," she said as she got a good look at Danny's huge erect cock. "If I had known that's what you were packing, I would've gone after you a long time ago."

"If I had known you were ok with your cousin wanting to fuck you, I would've done so on the first day you moved in."

Katie made Danny sit on the edge of the bed as she got down on her knees and positioned herself between his legs. She grabbed his cock and played with it a little as she looked up at him; she was teasing him for what was about to come. After a minute of doing this she opened her mouth and took it all into her mouth. His cock was now incredibly rigid, harder than what she was used to having in the past, but quickly adapted to it. Her lips were firmly sealed around the shaft aft she began bobbing her head up and down, her tongue swirling around it every time it was in her mouth. Danny never had a better mouth around his cock before.

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After several minutes, she pulled his dick out of her mouth and got off her knees and on to the bed next to Danny. He made her get on her back and positioned himself on top of her and in one fast push, he drove his dick right into her warm, tight pussy. She cried out in pain, but in a good way. He paused for a moment, enjoying the feel of her tight warm pussy. He slowly withdrew, and began to slowly fuck her; with every thrust, she cried out in pleasure.

"Oh yes, baby, oh yes," she began to scream. "Your cock feels so good inside of me."

He began to increase his speed, pounding into her harder. She began screaming into his hear as an orgasm swept through her body. They both turned over and she was now on top of him; her hands were firmly placed on the head board as she began to ride him hard.

"Oh, yes, this is incredible," Danny yelled out.

His hands were firmly placed on her his as he watched this beautiful woman bouncing around his dick. He looked up at her and enjoyed seeing her big beautiful tits bounce around. She as taking it slow at first, but soon picked up the pace and began riding him like a mechanical bull, nearly coming off of him a few times along the way.

"Damn, I can't hold back much longer," he screamed at her.

"It's ok, cum inside me. I want to feel your cum inside of me."

He could feel the cum building, he tried his best to hold back because he wanted this moment to last as long as it could. But it was getting too much for him as his body thrusted upwards and he shot his load right into her. Katie, feeling the cum work its way into her pussy began to slow down before coming to a complete stop. She was still on top of Danny, and she felt his dick soften up in her and she got off of his body and just fell on the bed next to him.

"This was wrong on so many levels," she said. "I can't believe I just fucked my cousin."

"It was worth it," he said.

"It totally was," she agreed.

For the next several months of the pandemic they shared a bed every night. In the beginning they were fucking three times a day before they began to slow down. Some nights they just enjoyed laying next to each other. Danny's friends still egged him on about his hot cousin, but he never revealed to them that he was sleeping with her the whole time. Even their family never caught on about the two of them. They were having a lot of fun together, and Danny even helped her take some more pictures for her private Instagram account, and took some private pictures of her that were just for him.

When things began to open up again around the country, Katie decided that it was time for her to leave. They discussed it and decided that it wouldn't work out between them. As fun as it was, it wasn't a good idea to get involved romantically with your own cousin. They still agreed to be fuck buddy's for as long as it could last. It was disappointing for Danny to see her go, but he still thought of it as the best time of his life.

THE END!!

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Quarantine Stories Ch. 07 - Erotic Couplings

Neighbors get together during pandemic.

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Ray woke up later than usual, but he still had plenty of time to get to work. That was because like many people across the country he was forced to work from home thanks to the covid-19 pandemic It has been two months since his office was forced to shut down and he had to take his work computer home with him. He got dressed, washed up fast, had a small breakfast, then watched some TV until it was time to officially clock in and get to work.

He lived in a small one-bedroom apartment and he had his office set up in a corner of his living room where he could easily watch TV. He hated the idea of having to work from home in the beginning but after a while he had grown accustomed to it. He enjoyed waking up later, sneaking in some TV time between work, even taking naps that in the middle of the day on the company's dime. He also liked dressing casually all day instead of business attire that he was forced to wear in the office. For a while he wore was wearing pajamas all day but he felt that was being too lazy and stopped doing that.

One of the best things he has grown to enjoy was finding the time to watch porn and jerk off while he was technically at work. He didn't do it in the beginning of having to work from home, but over time when he was getting his work done faster and there was nothing to watch on TV, he just started watching porn in between times while he was working and started jerking off. He didn't do it every day because he didn't want it to become too much of a habit, but he enjoyed getting the chance to do it while he was working. It gave him a thrill knowing he could jerk off at work on the company's dime. As far as he knew, people all over the country who are now working from home were also doing it.

It would've been better if he had a girlfriend to fool around with, but she had broken up with him a few week sbefore the lockdown started, so unlike some of his friends who has someone at home to be with he was forced to jerk off. He thought about going on dating apps for hookups but it made him nervous to hook up with some random who may not know they have covid-19 and he would contract it himself. He was never that kind of guy to be scared of such things, but with everything that was going on he didn't want to take that chance.

About three and a half hours into work, he had finished several items that required his immediate attention and set aside a few others for later. He went to his main computer that he had next to his work computer and where he kept his porn, pulled up a video of a three-way lesbian scene he always enjoyed and jerked off the entire 15-minute length of the video. He was on the verge of finishing when he began hearing loud noises from the next-door neighbors arguing and it ruined the mood for him. It was hard to concentrate at that point so he had to stop and put his pants back on.

His neighbors have been fighting a lot since the lockdown took place, and at the worst times. It wasn't just when he was jerking off, but also while he was working, watching TV, or having video chats with his friends or family. Although, the people he had the video chats with thought it was funny and everyone made some good jokes about it. Then there were the times, those same neighbors would have wild sex next door that he could hear. Like the arguing, he couldn't hear that completely through the wall, but just enough to know what's going on.

Ray went to the kitchen and made himself a sandwich to get in a quick lunch before he had to get back to work. The arguing next door went on for several minutes; he had no idea what they were arguing about because the wall muffled what they were saying. But he definitely recognized the sound of a door slamming shut, he assumed the boyfriend must have stormed out of the apartment. Ray finished making a sandwich, got a beverage and took them out to his balcony on a tray. The balcony was small but enough room for a small table and a couple of chairs. It was a nice day to have good lunch and watch the view.

"Hey neighbor," a woman's voice called out.

Ray looked to his left and saw his neighbor, Emily, sitting on a lounge chair with a drink in her hand. Her balcony was just a few feet away from his, but where she was sitting, she was more than the six-feet social distancing that's required. He assumed that she must've came outside to get some fresh air after she had her argument with her boyfriend.

"Hey, Emily, I didn't see you there," he replied. "You're not working today?"

"I'm taking a break just like you."

He sat down at the table and began to eat his sandwich.

"Sorry, you had to hear that," she said, referring to the arguing that had just occurred.

"It's ok," he replied. "If it makes you feel better, I couldn't understand what you two were arguing about. The wall muffled the noise."

"That's good to hear," she said.

They chatted for a while he ate his lunch. Emily was a couple of years younger than Ray, dirty blonde hair, slim figure, good size c-cups breasts that weren't too big but just right. The previous summer he had seen her in a bikini when she was sunbathing on her balcony so he got a good idea of what her body was like. They lived next door to each other for almost three years, mostly seeing each other on the balcony, other times at another neighbor's party. He always wanted to ask her out but he never had his moment; as soon as she breaks up with someone, she gets involved with someone fairly quickly. And he never knows when the break ups would occur so he never knows when to have his shot with her.

When he was finished his lunch, he excused himself because he had to get back to work. Without any further distractions, he finished up everything he had to do for work just in time to clock out at 5pm. And because he thought he deserved it, he re-watched to same porno he was watching earlier and finished jerking off.

Later that night, while he was in bed and watching a late-night program, he heard some more noises coming from him neighbors. But this time it seemed different then their standard arguing because this time they were having sex. Out of curiosity, he got out of bed and put his ear to the wall, it was very muffled, but he could definitely hear how crazy they were getting. He chuckled at the situation, just earlier in the day they were arguing and now they were having what he could tell was great make-up sex. This of course got him aroused, but he wasn't going to just stand there jerking off to his neighbors fooling around, instead he went back to his computer to get pull up a porno to jerk off to. He thought about pulling up some photos of Emily that she had on Facebook, they started following each other there soon after she moved in next door and started to get to know each other. He knew of some nice bikini pictures she posted in the past, but felt that was a little too creepy and just stuck watching one of his porn videos he had.

The next morning was a Saturday, so he just slept in longer than usual as always does on the weekends. That sleep didn't last long, when once again his neighbors began to argue and woke him up. After a few minutes of hearing them, he forced himself out of the bed and went to make himself some coffee and breakfast. Just when he was getting his eggs done, he heard the noises shift in its tone and could tell that they were having sex again. This time he just ignored it and went to watch tv while he ate his breakfast; he turned up the TV's volume so he wouldn't have to hear the neighbors having sex.

After he was done eating, he went out of the house to run some errands for a few hours and even got coffee with a friend of his in an outdoor location. When he was ready, he went back to his place and as he passed his neighbors door it burst open and out came Emily's boyfriend, Keith, who stormed out of the apartment, slamming the door behind him. He brushed passed Ray, nearly knocking him down and stormed down the hallway without apologizing.

In his apartment he made himself some lunch and took out it out to the balcony, where he saw Emily sitting on her balcony again, this time smoking a cigarette.

"Hey," she greeted.

"Hey," he replied as he sat down at the balcony's table. "I didn't know you smoked."

"Only when I'm stressed," she replied.

He began eating his lunch and they made some small talk together, the best they could with all things considering. Ray wanted to ask what was going on with her and Keith, but wasn't sure if it was any of his business. So, he just did his best to make some light conversation, and he even got to make her laugh a few times with some jokes of his.

"Can I ask for a favor?" she asked.

"Sure," he replied.

"Can you put together a shelf case for me?"

"Why can't Keith do it?"

"Because he's an asshole, and enjoys being one."

Ray laughed and agreed to help. When he finished his lunch and put his dishes away, he went over to his Emily's apartment. Her place was much better than his, only because her feminine touch made it look more pleasant.

"Are you sure its ok for me to be here?"

"Keith will be gone for hours," she replied.

"No, I mean because of social distancing," he said. Although he was also glad, he wouldn't have to run into Keith while hew as there.

"We've both been working from home for a long time now and I don't have any symptoms, and I'm sure you don't have any, so I think we're good."

"Cool," he replied. "Just making sure."

Ray opened up the box for the shelf case that she had purchased nearly a month ago but for some reason Keith was just too lazy put together. Emily brought a couple of beers for them to drink while he put the case together, and they talked while he did it. It took no more than half an hour to finish, afterwards he finished his beer and went back to his place.

Later that day, he could again hear Emily and Keith having wild sex next door which disturbed him. Not just because he wanted to sleep with Emily, but also because he was sexually frustrated for not having sex in a couple of months.

"Screw it," he said.

He pulled up his computer and went to Facebook and looked up Emily's profile on Facebook and went through her photos and found a good picture of her in a bikini on a boat. He then dropped his pants and began jerking off to her photo. He shot a huge wad of his cum in some tissues, threw them away and washed his hands. He felt a little guilty, he didn't want to be that kind of guy that creeps around on his female friends' photos, but his sexual frustration was getting the better of him lately.

The next day, Sunday, he slept in late again, this time nothing woke him up and he got to relax a little before he got up and went to the kitchen. He just turned on the coffeemaker when the doorbell rang; he went to answer it and saw Emily at the door.

"Do you want pancakes?" she asked. She was carrying a tray with several stacks of pancakes in her hands.

"Huh," was all he could say because he was still barely awake.

"I wanted to thank you for your help yesterday so I made us breakfast. I'm sorry, did you just wake up?"

"Yes, but its ok," he replied. "The coffee is being made; you go set yourself up on my balcony while I go wash up and change."

She did as he said while he went to the bathroom to pee and wash up, then he went to the bedroom to change into some jeans and a t-shirt. When he got to the balcony he was surprised how well set up the table was. While he was getting ready, she got the coffee ready, the butter and syrup from the fridge and the plates and utensils as well. She said it was easy enough to find because most people's kitchens are the same.

They sat down at the table and began to eat.

"Where's Keith?" he asked, and immediately regretting. He had no idea why that came out of his mouth.

"I don't know," she replied. "He just left early this morning without saying a word."

"I'm sorry, I have to ask. Why are you with him?"

"Sex," she said without hesitation.

"Oh," was all Ray could say.

"Don't get me wrong, it's not like he's the best I've ever had. I was going to break up with him, but then when quarantine began, I thought it would be better to not be alone and have someone to fool around with or else I'll get so sexually frustrated I'll go crazy."

"I see," said Ray. He knew how she felt about that kind of frustration but wasn't going to talk about it.

"But lately I've just been regretting it, as soon as this quarantine shit is over, so are the both of us."

They continued to eating their breakfast, talking about every other subject besides Keith. He was having a lot of fun talking to Emily and her pancakes were amazing as well. When they were finished eating, they took the dishes to the kitchen to clean up; Emily insisted on cleaning up so he just hung out in his own kitchen watching her cleaning the dishes. When she was done, they said their goodbyes and she went back to her place.

Later that day, she heard some more arguing from her and Keith. This time much louder and lasting longer than it normally did. When it was over, he braced himself as he expected them to start having sex again. This time he considered just leaving the apartment for a few hours and come back when he was sure it would be over. But nothing happened this time; when the arguing was over everything went quiet. He expected that they would have sex later, but they never did.

The next morning, Monday, his alarm went off and he got up to get himself ready to clock-in on his computer to get back to work. He made breakfast and coffee, and had them on the balcony again. He didn't see Emily this time, he hope he would. He finished his breakfast and went to work online. During his lunch break he hoped to see Emily this time on her balcony but she still wasn't there. He even noticed that there were no more arguing coming from her apartment, everything was quiet. He was tempted to go check in on her, but refrained because he didn't want to seem too nosy.

He finished work around 5pm, went out a little to do some errands and came home just in time to make himself dinner. He was planning on just cooking some frozen pizza he had and watch something on Netflix. That's when the phone rang and he picked it up to hear Emily's voice.

"Hey, you want to come over my place for dinner?" she asked. "I'm making lasagna."

"That sound great, I love lasagna," he replied. In reality, he didn't like it as much but used it as an excuse to see Emily.

They agreed he would come over in about an hour. This gave him more than enough time to take a quick shower, shave a little and find sometime nice to wear. He figured he would just go casual, but would wear a nice shirt to seem presentable.

He showed up in time, Emily answered the door wearing a nice dress; something simple, not too flashy, just like how Ray was trying to present himself. The dinner was ready on her kitchen table, they sat down and began chatting while they ate. He was actually loving the lasagna she made, he thought he must've been unlucky with the cook the previous times he had lasagna, but this one was delicious.

"Thanks for coming over," she said. "I really needed the company."

"No problem, I like hanging out with you," he replied. "So, I guess Keith if finally, out of the picture."

This took Emily by surprise and nearly spit up her food before swallowing it quickly.

"How did you know?"

Ray pointed out how he noticed that some things were missing around her apartment; some guy stuff he noticed were around the other day when he was there that obviously belonged to Keith. So, it was safe to assume that he was finally gone. Also, she wouldn't be having dinner with another man in her apartment if there was a possibility of Keith coming home.

"Was I that obvious?' she asked giggling.

"Yes, but it's ok," Ray replied.

"I guess you knew what I was doing the other day when I made breakfast," she said.

"No, not right away, but I knew something was up when you insisted on doing my dishes."

This made Emily burst out laughing.

"I'm sorry," she said as her laughter calmed down. "I just know guys like that stuff."

"I did," he replied. "I knew you liked me, just as you knew I liked you too. I really wanted to do something about it then, but I couldn't know that jerk might be in the way."

"Well, he's definitely gone now," she said. "I kicked him out, and told him that I'd rather have coronavirus than spend another day with him."

This time it was Ray that busted out laughing.

"That was harsh," he said. "But understandable."

"So, what are we going to do about us now?" she asked.

"Well, under normal circumstances, I would like to take you out to a restaurant for dinner or a movie, but that's out of the question these days."

"Yes, unfortunately."

"I guess we could binge watch something on Netflix," Ray suggested.

"Or, we go to my bedroom to have sex, and then watch Netflix," she replied.

"I like that idea better."

They jumped up from their seats and came at hear other hard. They held each other close as they kissed each other heavily. It wasn't long before they bean to take each other's clothes off, throwing their clothes all over the place. When they got down to their underwear, Ray picked her up took her over to her couch on the living room. There they continued their embrace with Emily on her back. He took off her bra and began kissing her breasts. She held his head close to her as he began to suck on her nipples, something that always got her aroused. After a few minutes of playing with her tits, Ray took off her panties and began to vigorously rub her clit getting Emily very worked up, moaning heavily; she went crazy when he began sticking her fingers in her pussy.

After he knew he got her warmed up enough, Ray took off his boxers to release his massive erection. He opened Emily's legs wide opened and positioned himself between them. Without any hesitation he shoved his dick right into her tight pussy and they both let out a loud moan. He left in there for a moment, he wanted to enjoy the feeling Emily's warm pussy around his dick. He started fucking her slowly, while she held him close to her body, letting out small moans every time Ray pushed himself into her body. She begged him to go faster and he complied with that request, picking up his speed, hurting her but in a good way that she loved.

When she was ready, Emily made him get on his back this time. He had his hands firmly placed on her hips as she started bouncing around his dick. He watching as this amazingly beautiful woman enjoying herself as she rode him, her hair flying wildly and her tits gently jiggling around. She began to go faster, moaning louder and Ray began slapping her ass and she loved it very much.

Ray wanted to take control of her again and made he get off of him. He then made her get on her hands and knees as he positioned himself behind her. Emily, held a firm grip on the arm of the couch; having had plenty of sex on that couch she knew what she had to do to stay on that couch during different sexual positions and not fall off. Ray grabbed her by the hips and drove his dick back inside of her and began to rapidly pumping himself into her. Emily's pussy was incredibly wet by then, making it much easier for him to slide back and forth into her with the speed and intensity that he wanted to fuck her with. Emily began screaming as an orgasm spread across her body and she called out to Ray to give her more.

After a while, Ray couldn't hold off much longer and got that feeling in his dick that it was soon going to be over. As much as he tried to hold on a little longer and finally shot a big load of cum right into and was finished. He pulled out of her and they both sat down on the couch; they didn't say a word as they were trying to catch their breaths.

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When they began to relax a little, Emily leaned in close and put her head on Ray's chest as he put his arm around her.

"That was wonderful," she said.

"It was," he replied. Its was just as he had hoped it would be like to have sex with her.

"What do you want to do now?" he asked.

"There's a new show on Netflix I've been wanting to watch, you want to see it with me?"

"That's it, you just want to watch Netflix?"

"What else is there to do in this lockdown besides having sex and watching Netflix?"

"Good point," he replied. "But we'll have sex again afterwards, right?"

"Of course," she answered.

With that she grabbed the remote from the coffee table and turned on the TV to watch the show she was talking about. Ray didn't like the show that much, but he enjoyed sitting on the couch naked with Emily as they watched.

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Quarantine Stories Ch. 08 - Erotic Couplings

Getting a sexy haircut during the pandemic.

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Eighth entry in my anthology series of people living under quarantine during the COVID-19 pandemic.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm sorry if this story seems a little dated, considering how far we've come in this pandemic. I began writing this story during the height of the pandemic but thought I accidentally deleted it on my computer. Then recently, I found it in another file the whole time and decided to finish it as it was. Considering how far we've come in this pandemic, this is going to be the last story in this anthology series.

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"How's it going, shaggy?" asked Tom.

"Shaggy? Wow, that's original," Bryce replied sarcastically.

"Yeah, I'm sure you're hearing it all the time now, but I couldn't help myself."

Bryce was speaking with Tom through Zoom Chat, one of the most preferred video chat sites since the beginning of the COVID-19 pandemic. Because of social distancing, most people weren't meeting with each other in public, out of risk of catching or spreading the virus. So, for the time being, most people are using video chats to stay in touch.

"You need a haircut badly," said Tom. "Why aren't you using those trimmers like you were doing before?"

"I can never do it right because I have to do it myself. I messed up quite a few times, if you remember."

Tom laughed. "Yeah, of course I remember. That's why I was hoping you'd do it again. You looked so ridiculous."

Ever since the lockdown, all non-essential businesses have shut down, which includes barber shops and hair salons. Most people who were lucky enough to be living with other people during this time have resorted to giving each other haircuts. Sometimes they turn out alright, but other times, very badly.

Bryce had a small beard and used a beard trimmer that came with multiple attachments to maintain it. He decided it was his best option to give himself a haircut until he could get a professional to do it for him. But since he was living alone, he had to give himself his own hair cut using those trimmers, and the first two times he did it, it did not turn out so well.

So, this time, he decided to just wait it out and see how long he could last without a haircut. This decision resulted in his hair getting extra-long, including his bangs, which were getting in the way of his eyes.

"You look like a homeless person who's squatting in someone else's apartment," Tom joked.

"That sounds about right," said Bryce.

"Maybe you can go to your parents' place and let your mom give you a haircut," Tom suggested. "I spoke with your brother recently; he said your mother gave him a good one."

Bryce laughed. "And I bet he told you this on the phone, not through a Zoom chat where you couldn't see how my mother butchered his hair."

Tom laughed as well. "I thought that sounded fishy."

"My dad wants to give me a haircut badly. He keeps talking about wanting to give me a military buzzcut. He's very excited about doing it too."

"I didn't know he was in the military," Tom responded.

"He wasn't; that's what's so weird about it."

Bryce got a good look at Tom on the screen. The last time they video chatted with each other over a week ago, his hair was getting a little long also. It was not like Bryce, but it was noticeable. Now, his hair was short and perfect.

"By the way, did you get a haircut recently?" Bryce asked. "If you know of a place that's open, please tell me. Did you have to go out of town somewhere?"

"No, I stayed in the whole time," Tom replied. "I got lucky. I got a hair stylist in the family. You remember my cousin Emily, don't you?"

"I barely remember her," said Bryce. "She was a grade below us back in high school, wasn't she?"

Bryce actually remembers her perfectly. She was a sexy redhead with a killer body. It was because of that that Tom made sure none of his friends went after her throughout high school.

"That's her," said Tom. "The salon she worked at got shut down because of the pandemic, and to make some extra money, she's been doing it on the side for a few select customers."

"Is she allowed to do that?" Bryce asked.

"Yes, she just can't work in a location that has a lot of foot traffic. So, instead, she's been going to other people's houses."

"Now that can't be safe for her to do," said Bryce.

"It's OK, she's only been doing it for a few customers she knows well and a few family members like me. And she only comes to their place after she makes sure they take proper precautions to stay safe."

"Still sounds very risky," said Byce. "But I'm desperate. Do you think she can give me a haircut?"

"I don't know. She's been very selective since she started doing this," Tom replied. "She doesn't want to risk getting infected herself, so she's keeping her clientele very small."

"I'm kind of desperate here. I really need a decent haircut," Bryce pleaded. "I'm willing to pay extra if she comes here to give me a haircut."

"Are you sure about that? She's already charging $100."

"What?!"

Bryce was shocked, but not entirely. He knows people all over the country are making money in any way they can. They've even been overcharging people for some basic services that were a lot cheaper before the pandemic.

"Yeah, and I'm not getting a family discount myself, so I have to pay up too," said Tom. "But I don't know how long this pandemic will go on for, so I'm not going to use her that much, only when I really have to."

Bryce had to think about it for a moment. He was desperate for a haircut, but not so much that he wanted to pay an exorbitant price for one. Bryce wasn't trying to be cheap; he just didn't want to spend that kind of money on something like this.

"I can probably convince her to take you on as a client. But are you sure you want to pay that price?"

"That's a lot of money for a haircut. I have to think about that now," said Bryce. "I may try to do it myself again. I'm sure I can do it better next time."

Bryce was wrong as he gave himself another terrible haircut. It was so bad, he refused to do a video chat with anybody without a hat on. But it didn't matter; his friends and family knew why he was wearing the hat and made fun of him for it.

He tried to hold out against having to get another haircut, hoping businesses would open up again very soon and he could get a professional cut for a decent price. But again, his hair was getting too long for his own good. Finally, when his parents threatened to break into his apartment and shave his head, something he was afraid they might actually do, he decided $100 for a haircut was worth it.

"I give up," he told Tom in another zoom chat. "I'm willing to pay anything. Can you talk to your cousin for me?"

"I already did," Tom replied. "I figured this was going to happen and asked her if she could give you a haircut, and she said yes. She's just waiting for you to call her."

"Thank you," Bryce said, with a sigh of relief.

"By the way, she has a boyfriend," Tolm told him.

"I wasn't even asking about that. Why did you tell me that? " Bryce asked.

"Because when you see her, you'll probably want to ask her out the first chance you get."

"Is she really that hot?"

"She's my cousin, and even I wanted to bang her."

"You probably would you perv," said Bryce. "I remember she was pretty back in high school--"

"Just admit you thought she was hot back then, too. You all reminded me of that whenever you could," said Tom. "And she has only gotten hotter since then. I'm just letting you know as a friend that she's seeing someone, so you wouldn't embarrass yourself."

Bryce made a small laugh. "Yeah, I probably would've flirted with her or something if she was really as hot as you say she is. So, thanks for the warning."

Tom sent Bryce her number, and he texted her immediately after they stopped the zoom chat. She got back to him a few minutes later, and they scheduled a time for her to come by his place in a few days. He tried to convince her to come over sooner because he was so desperate, but that was the best she could do for him.

It was a rough three days, and he was sure his hair was getting longer. He was able to keep his beard trimmed, since he at least knew what to do with that. And he did cut his bangs a little to keep them from going over his eyes, but not too much since he didn't know how much to cut off. He figured he'd just leave it all to Emily to fix up for him.

Emily came on time that day. When he opened the door to greet her, he was surprised by how she had gotten more beautiful from the last time he saw her back in high school. Emily, on the other hand, was shocked to see the shaggy monster before her.

"Oh my God, what happened to you?" Emily asked. "I'm sorry, that was rude. Tom told me it was bad, but I didn't think it was that bad."

"Yeah, it got out of control."

Emily joked, "You look like one of those guys they show on the news right after they find a bunch of bodies in his basement. Should I be worried about being alone with you?"

"I live in an apartment, so I don't have a basement. So, you're safe... for now," Bryce replied, with a joke of his own.

Bryce invited her into the apartment, and she entered, pulling a small carry-on suitcase that contained her tools of the trade, as she put it. But before they went any further, she insisted that she take his temperature, something he agreed he'd do in their text exchange. She also asked him some typical questions about symptoms and if he had any exposure to people with COVID, and he answered them all. Bryce didn't blame her for any of that; she was just trying to be careful. If she was going to visit some people's homes in private, she needed to be extra careful.

Bryce also asked her questions to be certain himself that she wasn't exposed to COVID and might have spread it to him. He asked how many clients she had and how often she saw them. She told him she only had twelve customers, which included three family members, such as Tom. She sees them sporadically and always takes their temperatures and asks them the same questions that she asked Bryce about.

They had a beer in the kitchen first to catch up since they hadn't seen each other since high school. Bryce thought Emily had gotten much sexier since then. He remembered how he and his friends were lusting after her, but Tom made sure none of them would go after her. He couldn't control who she dated in high school; he wasn't her brother, after all. But he was going to make sure his own pervy friends wouldn't try to take advantage of her.

Emily was 28, a year younger than Bryce. She had short red hair, a slim body with decent sized D-cup breasts. She wore jeans and a tight, low-cut t-shirt of her favorite band that showed a small amount of her cleavage. Tom was right; she was extremely hot and Bryce would've hit on her immediately. He was glad Tom warned him about her having a boyfriend, so he wouldn't embarrass himself if he ended up asking her out.

After they finished their beer, they decided to begin. She suggested the kitchen as the perfect place to give him that haircut, because the floor would make it easier to sweep up the cut hair afterwards. He gave her the money they agreed on, and he sat on a comfy chair that was low enough for her to stand over him to give him his cut. She tied a cutting cape around his neck, the apron-like cloth that professional haircutters use to wrap around their customers to make sure the hair doesn't fall on their clothes.

"Do you want a shampoo and wash also?" she asked.

"How would you do that here?"

"I'd just take you to the kitchen sink and make you stick your head in it while I washed your hair," she told him. "It's not a comfortable position, but it's effective. Some of my customers are OK with it."

"No thanks, I don't think it's necessary."

"Do you want me to fix up your beard as well?" she asked.

"Does it look bad? I usually keep it well trimmed."

"It's alright, but it could use a little touch up, and I can make it look better with the cut I'm going to give you."

"Sure, if you can make it look better."

"Trust me, you'll look fantastic," she assured him. "Now let's talk about the extra stuff."

"Extra stuff?" Bryce asked, perplexed. As far as he knew, this was a standard haircut and beard trim. He couldn't think of what else she could do for him.

"What did Tom tell you about how much I charge for the extras?"

"Um... He didn't go over that with me"

Bryce was now worried that she was going to sell him some things that he didn't want to buy from her. He could understand why she wanted to make more money during the pandemic, but he wasn't going to buy anything he didn't want. He was going to hear her out and politely refuse anything else she might try to sell him.

"I'll tell you exactly what I charge for the extras. It's the same for Tom and all the others. It's an extra $50 for me to be in my underwear, which is something sexy, in case you were going to ask."

"Say what?" Bryce asked, very shocked by what he had just heard.

"If you want me naked, then it's $100, but my panties stay on."

"Ok, wait a second. We need to talk about this."

"And if you want to touch me while I'm cutting your hair, that's a full another $100 on top of that, so the whole thing would be $200."

"Touch you?" he asked, shocked.

"Yes, you can touch me anywhere but my pussy. That's off limits," she told him. "But you have to be gentle with your hands, and you can't try to kiss me."

"Kiss you?"

"Yes, a few times a guy would try to kiss me or put his mouth on my tits in some way, but that's a definite no," she replied. "I'll get my tits close enough to your face for your viewing pleasure, but that's about it. The second you try to put your mouth on me in any way, I'm leaving, even if I haven't finished your haircut and I'm keeping the money."

"This is a lot to take in," said Bryce.

"And this goes without saying, but still needs to be said. Under no circumstances, no matter how much you offer me, I'm not going to fuck you. What I do may be a little slutty, but I'm not a whore."

He was happy to finally have a professional haircut, but now he was hearing all of this and he didn't know what to make of it. He thought she was going to sell him on other hair-related services and was ready to turn that down, but he wasn't sure if he was going to turn down this kind of offer.

"So, what will it be?" she asked. "I know it's a lot to consider, but you can take your time to figure it out."

"Emily, I need to be honest with you. I had no idea about those extra services you are offering. Tom said nothing about it to me."

"He didn't?" she asked with a surprised look. "I was sure he told you everything."

"No, he didn't," he assured her. "Trust me, I would've remembered if he told me something like that."

Emily's face suddenly had a slight tint of red in her face as she felt some embarrassment.

"Dammit," she said. "I was only offering that because I was sure you knew about it. Tom said, you desperately wanted to see me."

"Yes, because my hair is a long mess."

After a long, awkward moment, Emily started laughing. Bryce was surprised by her behavior, but glad she didn't feel embarrassed about the situation anymore.

"That's so funny," she finally said, after she finished laughing. "I guess this is my fault for assuming you knew everything."

"Do you really do that stuff?"

She told him how, after the pandemic forced her out of work, she wanted to make money by going to a select few clients' houses. For some reason, she couldn't get much of her old female customer base to want her to come over to their homes to cut their hair, but she had plenty of male customers who wanted a cut from a beautiful woman.

After a while, a couple of those men kept offering her extra money for extra services, mostly to fuck her, and she always said no. Then, one day, a customer simply asked if he could pay her to be topless. She initially declined, but it got her thinking about other things she could do for extra money. So, the next time that client asked her to be topless for extra money, she accepted. After that, she developed a price list of her extra services, and over time, she came up with a few rules to make sure the men she did this for wouldn't get any other ideas.

"And you offer this to all of your customers?" Byce asked.

"No, only for about half of them, the ones I'm sure would keep a secret. Not all of them want me naked; a couple just want to see me in my underwear and that's all."

"And you did this for Tom?"

"Oh yeah, he loves it," she replied, with a big smile. "I know he's my cousin, but it kind of makes it more exciting."

Bryce understood why she did this, but it was still surprising to him to hear it. Back in high school, she was flirtatious, but she never behaved in any way that would indicate she would ever do something so slutty with her life. She was that girl-next-door type that every guy liked.

"This is surprising. Tom used to do whatever he could to keep us away from you," said Bryce.

"Yeah, that's because he wanted me all to himself," Emily revealed. "He used to hit on me all the time, that little pervert."

Suddenly, everything about Tom's behavior all these years towards his cousin Emily made sense.

"And what about your boyfriend?" Bryce asked. "Tom said you were seeing somebody."

"I am, but he doesn't know about this extra stuff. He would never be OK with it."

Bryce wasn't sure if it was the right thing to do to keep her boyfriend in the dark like that, but he wasn't going to say anything about that.

"You're not going to tell anyone about this, are you?" she asked. "I don't want this to start getting around, especially to my parents."

"No, I wouldn't do that, I promise," he assured her.

"In that case, what do you think about my offers?"

"You still want to offer me those extras?" he asked.

"Yes, you seem like you can be trusted."

Bryce thought about it for a moment. This was a big opportunity for him. Because of the lockdown, he couldn't go to a strip club, and because of social distancing, he hadn't been laid in months. She wasn't offering him sex, but the chance to feel up a sexy woman like Emily was close enough.

"I don't have any more cash on me right now. Do you have any cash transfer apps on your phone?"

"I have several of them," Emily answered.

Bryce pulled out his phone and used one of the cash-transfer apps he had to transfer $200 to Emily. After Emily completed the transfer, she put her phone away and began taking off her clothes. Bryce was very excited; he hadn't seen a naked woman that wasn't on his computer in months, and he hadn't touched a real woman in a much longer time than that.

After Emily took off her shoes and socks, she removed her t-shirt and jeans to reveal the sexy black demi-cup bra that barely held up her tits and the matching black thong. She smiled at Bryce as she took off her bra and threw it at him. Her breasts were immaculate; Bryce did his best to hide how excited he was about seeing her naked.

"Please remember my rules about how you can touch me," said Emily.

"I promise, you won't have any kind of trouble with me," he assured her.

"By the way, you can jerk off, but only underneath this cape where I won't see it. And don't ask me to jerk you off either."

"That happens?" Bryce asked, very surprised.

"Not often, but enough that I had to make a rule about it."

"I don't think I'm going to do that, even if I am tempted," he told her.

"You didn't seem the type who would. But I thought I'd bring it up just in case."

Emily first pulled out a spray bottle and sprayed some water around his hair. Then she combed it so she could straighten it up a little to get a good idea of what she needed to do. As she did this, Bryce got his hand on her thing and rubbed it a little. He then moved it up to her perfect ass and gave it a gentle squeeze.

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Emily then pulled out a small case from her carry-on and set it on the kitchen table that was right next to them. She opened it up to reveal a series of scissors, combs, hair and beard clippers with different sized attachments for them, and everything a professional like her needed to cut someone's hair.

She took one of the hair clippers, put an attachment on it based on the size she felt was necessary, and began working around Bryce's head, avoiding the top of his head. As she did this, Bryce had his hand on one of her tits and gave it a good feel. He was surprised she didn't flinch when he felt her up like that. She just continued her work as if nothing else was going on.

She then began using the scissors and comb to work on the top of his head. She was very quick with the scissors, and big clubs started falling to the floor. She was in a good position for Bryce to have a hand on her tit and another on her ass.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" she asked.

"Very much, thank you," Bryce replied. "Because of this pandemic, I haven't felt up a woman in a long, damn time."

"I've heard that with all the others too," she told him. "But soon I have to work on the back of your head, so I'll be out of your view."

"OK, but please don't take too long back there."

"Don't worry, sweetie, I'll be back in front of you very soon. I'll give you your money's worth."

She walked behind him and began working on the back of his head. In a way, he was relieved that she walked behind him. As much as he loved feeling her body, he was afraid he was getting too handsy for his own good. Sure, she was OK with him feeling her up that way since he paid her for the privilege, but he didn't want to go too far. There was a moment where he had his hand on the inside of her thigh and felt the urge to move it up to her pussy, despite her warning about that, but he held back and moved his hand up to her breast instead.

Within a couple of minutes, Emily finished the back of Bryce's head and returned to his front side, where he went back to feeling her up. She got close to him, her tits right up to his face as she fixed his bangs and touched up the sides. Bryce was tempted to kiss her breast or put her nipple in his mouth, but he resisted that urge after he remembered her rules about that. The last thing he wanted was to upset her and stop the haircut so soon.

He was tempted to jerk off underneath the cape. She said he could do it as long as he kept himself covered under the cape, but he wasn't going to go that far. He was content just feeling her up, and he figured he was going to jerk off later when she left his apartment anyway.

"Ok, we're good with the hair, and you look like a brand-new person," she said, smiling.

She pulled out a large hand mirror and let him have a look at himself. He gave a sigh of relief at how much better he looked.

"Thank you so much for this. I feel so much better now."

"We're not done yet," she continued. "I still need to touch up that beard of yours."

She took out a beard trimmer and chose an appropriate attachment to keep his beard size at a good level. She stood right in front of him as she went around his beard, trimming it down. She could tell he was doing a good job with the beard, despite how badly he cut his own hair, but the beard still needed a little extra work.

Bryce kept his hands on her ass the whole time. He loved feeling up her tits, but felt he focused too much there already, and needed to pay attention to her ass a little. Emily didn't say anything, but she was glad he was focusing on her ass now; she was always self-conscious about her ass and liked that he was showing it some attention. She kind of hoped he would smack her ass, but to her disappointment, he didn't.

"OK, I'm almost done here," she said.

She took out another type of beard trimmer and did something that took Bryce by surprise. She sat on his lap and got up close to him as she began fixing up the lining of his beard. Bryce didn't know why she was sitting on him like that, but he didn't question it as he continued to feel her ass and moved one of his hands up to her tits again.

"Ok, I'm going to make you look extra cute for all those ladies out there," she said, cheerfully.

"Thank you, but it's not like I'll be going out anywhere soon."

"Well, at least you'll be cuter to me," she replied.

She spent another minute working on his beard, making it look perfect for him, before she was finished.

"Ta-daa. I'm finished," she said excitedly.

She reached out for the hand mirror again and showed him his completed look. His hands were on both her tits as she held up the mirror in front of his face.

"I look amazing, thank you," he said. "I guess I should stop feeling your tits now."

"Not quite yet," she said as she put the mirror away.

She wiped away the little bits of hair that were on his lips from the trimming he had received, and she kissed him hard on the mouth. Bryce held her close as the kiss quickly morphed into a makeout session. She pulled the cutting cape off of him and tossed it away, and began grabbing and rubbing his dick over his pants.

"Listen, I'm not sure if I should ask this, but is this going to cost me anything?"

"I'm not asking for more money," she assured him. "I told you, I'm not a whore. I'm doing this for myself."

"Oh, sorry," said Bryce.

"No problem, I understand why thought you needed to ask that."

Emily got down on her knees and began taking off his pants. As she did this, Bryce took off his shirt. Emily was impressed by the size of his dick; it wasn't the biggest she had ever gotten her hands on, but it was still a good size for her. She spit in her hand a couple of times and began stroking his shaft, getting him warmed up for her. When she felt he was ready, she opened her lips wide and took the whole dick in her mouth. Her lips were firmly sealed around the shaft as she bobbed her head up and down.

Bryce had one of his hands on her head, holding on to her red hair as she was orally pleasuring him. Now and then, she would look up at him with her lustful eyes and wink at him. She began to suck on the dick faster. He could feel the head of his dick hitting the back of her throat. There were moments when she held it all in her mouth, gagging on it, and then pulling it out of her mouth to get some air. Then she would do it again a few more times in a row.

When she was done, she got off her knees and he stood up from his chair. He wanted to go to the bedroom, but she insisted on fucking in the kitchen. He didn't understand why, but he wasn't going to question it. They made some room on the kitchen table, putting aside her equipment.

Bryce got Emily to bend over the table, and he gave her a big slap on her ass. When he saw that she liked it, he slapped her ass a few more times to get her turned on some more. Bryce then positioned himself behind her and drove his dick into her. Emily gasped as she felt his big dick push into her hard like that. Bryce firmly grabbed her by her hips and began pumping his dick into her with fast, hard thrusts.

"Oh yes! Oh yes!" she began to scream. "Fuck me good. Fuck me like a whore."

Bryce gave her everything he had. Sweat was starting to form on his forehead, and he could hear how fast his own heart was going. He pulled himself out of her pussy and got her to turn around so he could face her. He got her to sit up on the edge of the table, and they began kissing each other hard. He slowly moved his kisses down her neck until he got to her tits, where he began kissing and sucking on them.

"Oh, that feels so good," she told him.

When he finished playing with her tits, he pushed his dick back into her and began fucking her again, slowly at first, because he wanted to take as much time with her as he could before steadily increasing his speed. Emily's body arched back, and she was barely holding on to the table. She began to moan louder and beg him to fuck her harder, and he complied as best he could. She screamed as an orgasm shot through her body, and she thanked him for it.

Eventually, Bryce couldn't hold back much longer, and he knew he was about to finish very soon. He slowed down a little to hold off finishing and enjoy the pleasure of her body for as long as he could. Eventually, he couldn't resist going faster; it felt too good not to. He managed to get a few more minutes out of it before he felt he was going to shoot his load into her.

"Cum inside me!" she begged. "I want to feel your cum inside me."

He shot his load into her pussy and began to slow down. When his dick got soft enough, he pulled out of her and sat on the table right next to her.

"Thank you, that was amazing," said Bryce.

"It was my pleasure as well," Emily replied.

Bryce suddenly realized something about the whole situation that he needed to ask her about. It may be bad timing for him to do so, but he needed to ask.

"I have to ask you something--"

"I am on birth control pills," she assured him.

"No, not that... Although that is good to know, thanks for telling me... I wanted to ask about your boyfriend."

Emily laughed. "There's no boyfriend. I made that shit up so guys wouldn't try to get too far with me."

"Oh, that's a good idea."

Emily continued, "Honestly, I wasn't going to do something like this at all. But after I cut your hair and saw how hot you were, better than you were in high school, I couldn't resist. I always had a thing for you back then, but Tom always got in the way of that."

"Of course, he did," said Bryce. "I can't wait to do this again with you. Maybe we can have dinner first next time."

"Sure, but just to let you know, I'm not going to stop offering extras in my haircut jobs," she told him. "I'm making too much money this way."

Bryce thought about it for a moment. "Well, I'm not entirely happy about it, but as long as I'm the only one you sleep with, I'll be OK with it."

"At least now, when I tell them I have a boyfriend, I won't be lying anymore about it."

"Do I still have to pay for a haircut? Or those extras?" he asked.

"I think I have another way you can pay me for all that," she replied in a sexy tone as she grabbed his dick. "But I'm keeping the money you gave me today."

"You did earn it," said Bryce.

He kissed her one more time, which led to a bigger kiss between them, which led them to run to his bedroom to fuck one more time.

The End.

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