John Harrington
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EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN
I find myself with a broken heart and rejected as my girlfriend has refused to come on the vacation that we have planed for a year. I am in Las Vegas and I have dinner reservations and show tickets for two people for a week. I also have an engagement ring and I have no idea what I am going to do with it. I am a bit drunk and feeling sorry for myself as I strike out for the third time trying to pick up a woman in a bar. Being disgusted I walk out of the bar and hail a taxi. I tell the taxi driver, “Take me where there is allot of homeless people”. The driver instantly says,” I no be part of drug trade”. I smile and say,” I am not looking for drugs I am looking for love”. The driver laughs and says,” You want hooker”. I reply, “No” and explain my situation and that I want someone that will appreciate and enjoy the experience to be my companion. The driver turns into an industrial area and drives down to an abandoned warehouse as he says,” You good man I wait here and not charge you”. The driver points at a door as I get out of the taxi. I walk inside the door and I hear someone say,” Are you a cop”. I reply loudly so everyone can hear, “I am not a police officer I am looking for a date”. After a roar of laughter, I explain loudly so all can hear how I was dumped and left alone on the vacation that I was going to ask my girlfriend to marry me. I can see all the women listening closely to what I was saying. After I was done with my speech I say,” All you ladies that are interested line up over there as I pointed. Suddenly a mob of women moves to make a line so I can choose. There were women of all ages and I could tell the old women were trying to appear young and the very young women were trying to appear old. It was like I was at the pet shop and all the puppies want me to choose them. I look down the line and I see all the women as young girls wanting to be chosen by the prince. I see one woman as her facial twitch betrays her telling me she has mental illness. I say loudly,” Anyone that does not have a government issued ID get out of line”. There is a grumble of disappointment as three quarters of the line leaves. I survey each woman thinking to old, to young, not healthy and then I came to you. There was something about you that caught my eye as I walked to the end of the line and walked back to you. I point at you and say,” I choose you” and you smile as I take your hand. I Lead you out to the taxi as the other women clap being happy for you. I say,” My name is John and I want to take you on a journey to a new and better life”. You smile as you get in the taxi and say,” I am Linda”.
By John Harrington4 years ago in Filthy
EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN
I punch the clock and head for my car. I think to myself,” I deserve something from the liquor store”. I had worked at the factory for fifteen years and it has never gotten better. Always mandatory overtime and being forced to work holidays. Seniority meant nothing because there was no union and if they felt you were not going fast enough; they would replace you with someone younger. The dehumanizing environment was so depressing we had to have regular monitoring and counseling by a company psychologist. I see you on the side of the road and pull over to offer help. You have the same company uniform on, so I immediately feel a connection with you. I arrange for AAA to tow your car and you ride with me as we follow the tow truck. I say,” So how long have you worked at Douglas Glass”. You smile and say,” Eight months going on ten years”. I laugh and say,” I totally understand your reply”. We pull into the repair shop and you talk to the mechanic. Your face looks like you are about to cry as you come out. I say, “What’s wrong”. You blurt out,” He said it will be three days”. I say,” That is no problem since we work the same shift you can ride with me by the way my name is John”. You smile and say,” I am Susan and are you sure you want to do that”. I nod my head yes and we get in my car so I can take you home. You tell me where to turn and when we get to your place I start laughing. You say,” Why are you laughing”? I reply,” Because I live two blocks away. I can tell you seem uncomfortable so I say,” Would you like for me to drop you off here”. To my surprise you say,” No come in and have a glass of wine”. I say,” That sounds great” and we head towards your door.
By John Harrington4 years ago in Filthy
EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN
I see you coming as you walk into the store and your beauty overwhelms me. I watch your long hair get blown about as you walk inside the door. You take a cart and start shopping in the clothing area. I watch your beautiful ass as you walk away and I feel a stirring in my groin. I walk over to you and say,” Can I help you find something” You smile and reply, “Can you get the key to the fitting room “? I go up to customer service and get the keys and return to where you are. I go to the first stall unlock it and you say, “Can I have that one” as you point at the handicapped stall. I say, “fine “and unlock it. You carry in some garments and I start to walk away and you Yell, “can you stay and help me”? I Reply, “Yes I will be happy to help”. I hear you shuffling around in there and then you come out in bra and panties and say, “What do you think”. I tilt my head in thought and say, “Are we going for the business or casual look”? You reply,” Business”. I look at the bra and ask,” May I touch the bra”? You shake your head yes and I gently feel the fabric with my fingers thinking about your comfort. I say, “This feels like it may be hot after wearing it for a long time”. I get another bra and give it to you to feel. You notice the difference and get that bra in your size. I am standing there, and you step in the booth and change your bra without closing the door. I say, “Well you certainly are not shy”. After you try on all the clothes you are going to buy you take the stuff that was the wrong size and hand it to me so I can place it in the return cart. You say come here as you want me inside the booth. With a puzzled look on my face I walk in. You have noticed my erection as It was hard to hide. The handicapped booth is large and has a business chair for someone to sit in. You tell me to drop my pants and sit in the chair. I am breathing heavily as you drop your panties and get into my lap facing me and slowly sitting down. I am in ecstasy as my cock slides up in you. I start sucking your nipples and thrusting my cock up in you. I can feel your vagina convulse as you arch your back and erupt into orgasm. I pound you harder until I explode deep inside you. We stay there for about ten minutes in each other’s arms. The juices leaking out and falling below the chair .You get up and get dressed and take you cart and head for the cashier. I take the keys back to customer service and a coworker looks at me and says, “are you OK you look like you have been hit by a train”. I smile and say, “I think I have”. I catch you as you are going out the door and say, “Can I have your phone number by the way my name is John”. I hand you my phone and you type the information in. As you disappear into the parking lot I smile and can not wait to dial your number.
By John Harrington4 years ago in Filthy
EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN
It is a beautiful day as I am getting settled into my new place. A small one-bedroom cottage out in the country. I move the last of the boxes from the truck inside my home and pause for a break. I am sitting on the front porch swing when you start walking down my long driveway. I watch you as you come up to the door and stand to shake your hand. “Hello, my name is John”. You smile and say, “My name is Andrea”. The sunlight is shimmering off your beautiful long hair as I am taking in all your beauty. You hand me a basket of fresh cherries and say, “Welcome to the community these are from my orchard” I smile and say, “Would you like to come in and have a beer”. You reply, “No thank you I do not have time, but I want your phone number because living out here we need to stick together”. I say, “Absolutely” and reach into my wallet and get a business card and hand it to you. You have a naughty smile on your face as you read,” John the Handyman I have a tool for your every need”. You place the card in your purse as you smile and say,” keep your phone close because I will be calling soon” as you turn and leave. I watch you walk back down the hill and disappear out of sight.
By John Harrington4 years ago in Filthy
EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN
I see you in despair at the terminal because you have just been told you flight was canceled. I am on the same canceled flight and have been booked on the flight tomorrow. I see you talking to the ticket agent in tears and I hear the ticket agent say, “I am sorry you do not qualify for free hotel room”. I say, “may I help”. You look at me with untrusting eyes wondering what I am about to say. I look at you and say, “I have a suit in the Hyatt you can have your own separate room and lock the door and if that is not good enough for you I will get you your own room “. You look at me and say, “What do you want”? I Reply, “My name is John and I just want to help”. I smile and say, “Please join me for dinner in a four-star restaurant”. You are studying me but do not answer. I say, “OK I am going to have dinner at Callahan’s so if you change your mind take your luggage to the belle desk and leave it and come join me” I turn and walk away
By John Harrington4 years ago in Filthy
EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN
I am sitting alone in the corner of the tavern when you walk in. I see you scanning and looking and then you zone in on me and smile as you start walking towards me. I do not recognize you at first as you extend your hand saying, “Remember me John”. However, I instantly remember your voice as I smile and put my arms around you and kiss you. I hold you close and squeeze you saying, “It is so good to see you. What are you doing in town”? You smile and say, “I came to see you”. I say, “I did not recognize you”. You smile and say, “I changed my appearance to protect you”. I had been your cell house officer while you were in prison and relationships with former inmates are forbidden. I say, “It seems strange now you are trying to protect me”. You smile and say, “You deserve it”. I say,” How did you find me” and you reply,” Facebook”. You notice people looking and say, “Can we go to my Hotel room so we can talk without people staring”. I look around and say,” Sure we can and relax none of them work at the prison they are just wondering who you are. You say, “Go pay your bill and I will be outside in my car”. I walk up to the cashier and ask for my bill and he says, “It is a little early for you to be leaving might you have a date with that sweet honey that was just in here”? I smile and say, “Maybe” as I hand the cashier a twenty. He looks at me and says, “Don’t let this one get away john”. I give him a squeeze on the shoulder and say, “Thank you Ted”.
By John Harrington4 years ago in Filthy
EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN
EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN WELCOME TO PRISON I am being in processed into the prison and I am scared as hell. You tell me that you are my cell-house officer and that everything I do will be approved through you. You hand me a stack of bedding and a small mattress and grab the chain in my back and start walking me to my cell telling me which way to walk. You lead me up the stairs and down a row of empty cells to the end. You open the door and I step in. You say, “You do what I say when I tell you without asking question and we will get along just fine”. I spread the mattress on the metal bunk and wait for you to undo my cuffs and chains. You take the cuffs and chains off and I was expecting you to leave but the next thing that happened scared me. You said,” Take your clothes off for a strip search”. I am standing in front of you totally naked and you are so beautiful. I found myself wondering why you were in this line of work. You go through the strip search routine and you notice my penis has rose to the occasion approving of your beauty. I am embarrassed and you get a small bottle out of your pocket and say, “Put out your hand”. I put out my hand and you squirt lube in the palm of my hand saying, “Masturbate” while you look at me. I find myself in unbelief thinking this cannot be happening. You undo your duty belt and unsnap your pants. I hear the zipper go down and I see you standing there in panties. My cock is about to explode, and I so want to put it in you. You smile and say, “Masturbate”. I grab my cock and start working my palm up and down the shaft while you watch. It does not take long at all and I am about to cum. You pull down your panties and do a dance in front of me as I stroke my cock. You get very close to me and say, “kiss me on the neck” I start to kiss you on the neck and nibble on your ear and I feel your hand on my cock. You start moving your hand up and down the shaft fast as I kiss and suck on your neck. I moan with ecstasy as I begin to cum with warm spurts in your hands. You clean up with some paper towels and put your clothes back on. You look at me and say, “I will be back after count and this time you are going to make me cum”. You leave and I straighten up things in my cell. The officers come in and walk down the tier for count. It takes a long time for count to clear as it is being sent in from all over the institution. I find my cock getting hard again in anticipation of your return. Food service comes and passes trays to everyone. I hear an officer ask you, “How come he is all the way up there all alone”? You reply, “This is my cell house and he is where I want him based on the information, I received from the receiving officer in intake”. The officer obviously did not like your reply but chose to walk away. I finish my tray and hand it to you as you come to my cell. You whisper, “I will be back with desert as soon as these assholes leave. I hear the cell house door slam and I hear you coming down the tier towards me. You open my door and step inside. I look at you and say, “What about the security cameras”? You smile and say,” They do not work because the concrete was poured before cameras were wired and it will take one million dollars to correct the error”. I smile and say,” So you are up here, and no one knows, and I can have my way with you. You smile and say, “Get your clothes off”. You pile all your clothes neatly in a chair and I take you in my arms and start French kissing you. I feel your breasts against my chest, and it feels so good. I place my hand between your legs and your juice is leaking and running down your leg. I drop to my knees and bury my face in your pussy. You start to orgasm immediately as soon as my tongue starts to flicker at your clit. You squirt again and again, and I am drenched. I stand up and say, “Bend over”. You comply and I get behind you and slide my cock deep inside you. You moan as it slides deep. I grab your waist and start thrusting. Your hair is long down your back, so I grab it like the reins on a horse and pull your hair every time I thrust my cock in. You go crazy saying, “Yes do not stop”. I feel it building and cannot hold it any longer. I bury my cock balls deep and explode inside you. You feel my warm spurts of cum and erupt into orgasm. I drop to my knees and start licking up all the cum as it drips out of you. I hold you in my arms and kiss your neck. You sit on my bunk next to me as you are tired of standing. We have some long passionate French kisses and then you get up and start putting your clothes back on. I look at you and say, “If this is supposed to be punishment why the hell did, I wait so long to get into trouble”. You smile and say,” Now remember you must do as I say”. You turn and walk away down to your office. I lay back in bed smile and laugh as I think about writing the Judge and complain that my sentence is too short for me to obtain my goals.
By John Harrington4 years ago in Filthy
EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN
EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN A CHANGE OF LIFE It was a cold day when the CEO of the company announced the company was shutting down. There was total silence as everyone was thinking of how they were going to pay their heating bill this winter. I was more fortunate than most having a military pension. I looked over at you and saw tears in your eyes. Your husband just divorced you and moved away and now this. I walk over to give you and hug you saying, “I am here for you and will help anyway I can”. You throw your arms around me and hold on as you begin to cry. The Human Resource manager takes the podium and starts to talk about the severance package. The corporation that bought the company wanted to cheat the employees, but the Human Resource manager got an attorney involved and got a nice severance for everyone. We were to receive six months’ pay and benefits after the closure. The judge took care of us because we are in an economically depressed area of the country and he felt it would take extra-long to transition to new employment. I whisper in your ear, “It is going to be OK “as I squeeze your hand”. Papers are passed out for everyone to sign saying that they accept the terms of the severance and then the meeting is adjourned. I take your hand and say, “Let me take you to lunch”. You smile and say, “OK but somewhere nice”. I look you and say,” Is Fleming’s nice enough”. You look at me in disbelief as Fleming’s was a very upscale restaurant that Congressmen frequented. I look at you and say, “Come on you deserve it”. You follow me in your car as we take the road down to the riverfront area. I pull into Fleming’s parking lot and took notice of a greatly reduced lunch crowd and thinking, “This is not good”. We follow the waitress to our table and sit overlooking the boats going up and down the river. I order a bottle of wine and we toast to better times ahead as we clink our glasses. We both order steak and eat it slowly talking in between bites. We have been friends for a long time yet had never really dated. I helped you and was there for you all through your divorce yet there seemed to be this wall between us. I was so happy and felt so good because I could sense that the wall had come down and you are comfortable and not on guard with me. We talked and finished the bottle of wine and the waitress asks, “Will there be anything else”. I look at you and you shake your head meaning you do not want desert. I look at the waitress and say, “That will be all please bring the check”. I hand my card to the waitress and she walks over to the computer to run it. I say, “Well we do not have to go back to work”. Suddenly I sense that the wall is back up as you blurt out,” I have to pick up my son from school” and I reply,” May I meet him”. I sense you squirm as you say, “Today is not a good day. I give you a hug and say,” If you need anything just call me”. We quietly walk out to our cars and go our separate ways.
By John Harrington4 years ago in Filthy