All names with the exception of Jenna have been changed to protect the innocent (and the guilty), and any people, places, names, products or events mentioned or inferred are done so without permission or endorsement. While based on real events and situations, this is a work of fiction.
My name is Joe and I am 40 years old, stand 5' 11" with short black hair and a decent body. I don't work out, usually drive everywhere, and play videogames when I'm not at work or writing, so I guess I'm lucky to be in shape at all. I've been writing and posting exclusively on ES for years now, and have hundreds of stories and parts. Many are popular, some are beloved, and a few have fizzled. I have a vivid imagination and love sex, so it seems natural to write erotica as a release for my thoughts and ideas. I've been lucky in my life to have dated and slept with some real hotties, and while my stories always feature perfect supermodel babes with no flaws who like sex and screw on demand, in real life, it doesn't work that way. There are 10's and super hotties amongst us, but the reality is, most of us are happy with the 6's, 7's or 8's we come across, and if we're really lucky, we might get to know a 9.
While it's awesome to create situations where everyone gets laid and everyone is happy... that's not real life... not even close.
The best place to start is tell you that I am sleeping with and seeing my next door neighbor Jenna. You all know that Jenna is a name I've used dozens of times, a variation of my ex-wife's name Jennifer. Oddly, Jenna's name is not changed for this story and she doesn't care that I discuss our relationship. Way younger than me at 28, Jenna is 5' 10" tall, athletic, has long brown hair, and is as close to perfect as real life allows. On the 10 scale, Jenna is easily a 9, because in real life 10's are rare and usually have a waiting list. There is no convoluted or clever story about how Jenna and I hooked up and became lovers, and there's even less drama as to how or why she decided to date me. It literally just happened. Jenna moved in next door to my apartment a couple of months ago and basically ignored me for weeks until today when she walked up and sat on the porch with me. My apartment is actually half a house and the only reason I can afford it is the landlord is friends with my parents. I live next door to my parents, yes like in a couple of stories that I have posted. Being divorced I have bills I can't pay, child support and no car currently. In return for helping my parents and running errands, within reason I can use their car, so yeah.
So it was a lazy Sunday and I was sitting on my small porch, playing MARVEL PUZZLE QUEST on my phone while enjoying my day off from work. I work as a Customer Service Manager for a local grocery chain, and that is not BS or made up. Just so you know, I always mention Food Lion because they were one of the best jobs I ever had. So Jenna was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, a simple outfit made better by her wearing it, and she had her long hair slightly pulled back with a hairband. She sat on my porch in the only other chair and said "Hi". I did the whole Chevy Chase looking around thing then grinned and asked "Are you lost?" Jenna said "Nope. You've stared at hole through me for weeks and it's kind of exhausting. I nearly confronted you the other day when you were practically drooling at me". I sighed and said "That's your fault for wearing that bikini. Who wouldn't look at you in that?" Jenna sighed and asked "So what's your deal? I'm not looking for a boyfriend, can you handle that?" I laughed and intended it to be a joke when I said "I'd still sleep with you". Unlike all my stories and fiction where women swoon and throw themselves at the guy, Jenna stared at me for a few minutes then said "I don't sleep around".
And? What was her point?
I waited until Jenna said "I'm not saying we can't hang out and eat something or watch whatever, I just don't want the anchor that comes with dating". I was smiling for several reasons but Jenna blushed and asked "What?" I asked "Are you willing to trust me?" Jenna exhaled in a long huff and said "I'd say yes considering I made the first move coming to sit with you". I took her inside, loaded GOOGLE DOCS, and showed her my most recent stories, especially ones with quick hook ups and friends with benefits scenarios. Jenna was seriously focused and not bored like most girls are, so I opened up the EROTIC STORIES site and showed her my published stories, most of which are also on my GOOGLE DOCS. Jenna scrolled and looked, looked and scrolled, and after several minutes asked "Can I have something to drink?" An hour and several stories later, Jenna closed my laptop, stared at me, sipped the Pepsi I gave her, then got up and shut my front door. She slid her body against mine and we kissed our first kiss, a slow, warm kiss with tongue and hands exploring each other. Jenna eased back and said "No jokes or comments" and I nodded then she asked "Bedroom?" We went into the bedroom and kissed some more, then Jenna wasted no words as she began to undress. I took off my shoes, then my shirt and searched for a condom, but with her shirt off to reveal a lacy pink bra and large 34D breasts, Jenna guessed right and said "We won't need that, I'm all set".
I kissed Jenna's warm neck and moved my way down to her full chest. I peeled her bra straps down, then pulled until her boobs came free of the cups. Jenna was working at her tight jeans when I engulfed her breasts and sucked on her perky nipple. Jenna moaned slightly, fell onto the bed, and pulled me down atop her. We were half dressed and both very aroused when Jenna said "We can make out and stuff later, let's do this". We seperated long enough to strip and then Jenna slowly stroked my hard cock and said "Wow, who knew?" I said "Even my ex will tell you, there were no complaints". Jenna was holding me with both hands while she stared at me naked and asked "Then why are you single?" I blinked and said "I can be an asshole". Jenna still gripped my cock as she smiled and said "Hi asshole, I'm bitch, nice to meet you". Okay then. I moved between Jenna's legs but she seemed anxious and I couldn't help but smile. Ten, maybe twenty times in different stories I have made jokes about a guy being too big. Jenna is tall, athletic and fit, and yet she seemed worried about my cock being too big.
I can't make shit like that up and I'm a writer.
Jenna guided me so that the tip of my cock pressed against her wet lips and said "Go easy. I want to be able to do this again later". I pushed slowly inside Jenna's scorching pussy, and it was wet, tight, and very, very hot. I was about two inches inside when Jenna moaned and gasped "Hold on... hold... huhhhh..." I eased back out and Jenna's eyes were crossed as she lay there panting. Her body was as near perfect as I was ever going to see or be with and she lay there spread legged and wanton as she gathered her wits for another try. Jenna exhlaed and panted "Okay..." so I pushed back inside her until she moaned and then gripped me as if never planning to let go. In the process I rammed all the way inside Jenna and she lit up like a Christmas tree as an orgasm came out of nowhere. I used the motion and movement to begin stroking as Jenna thrashed and writhed beneath me while moaning and gasping. I was going at a steady pace when Jenna gathered herself and said "Well, I got my wish". I looked into her eyes while fucking her and asked "Yeah? What was the wish?" Jenna said "I've always wanted someone to just fuck me".
I swear she said it, and it was music to my ears!
I started stroking deep and hard causing Jenna to squeal and gasp as she held on and worked her hips to match my movement. I fucked Jenna like I write about. All the cliches like pounding her like a nail, driving her like I stole her, drilling for oil, making her mine, all of them came true. I fucked Jenna like I wish I had fucked Linda or Jennifer. How's that for shit getting real? I have no idea how long I lasted, all I know is I drove into Jenna until my body couldn't wait any longer and my cock throbbed. I felt hot and flush everywhere, my limbs tingled, and then I exploded deep inside Jenna with a huge blast that numbed me. I pumped and thrust until I was spent, and then I lay atop Jenna who started kissing me furiously until we had to stop to breathe. Jenna was staring intently at me and had crazy eyes as she said "Two orgasms. You gave me two orgasms". I said "You're welcome" and Jenna said "Fuck this friends with benefits bullshit, I'm claiming you as mine". I left it alone because sometimes I can overanalyze and talk things to death. Jenna pressed the issue though and said "I meant what I said, I don't sleep around". We kissed romantically with me still inside her and I realized Jenna wanted more. She was pulling at me while kissing and she began to writhe until spent or not, I resumed stroking into her.
I didn't think it was possible after such great sex just moments ago, but we fucked for several minutes and somehow I was still hard. Jenna was gasping, panting and moaning, and she gripped me and begged "Really fuck me". Hearing her curse for the first time riled me and I pounded Jenna like the nail I always write about. There was no chance I could cum, but if making her happy meant I could be happy later, I would fuck her all night. It wasn't much longer until Jenna tensed beneath me, her body shook, and she bit my shoulder as she most definitely came. Her orgasm shook us both, and even muffled I was sure the neighbors including my parents heard Jenna scream. Once I knew Jenna was sated, I slowed, then kissed her softly and asked slyly "So... do you still claim me?" Jenna gasped "Fuck yes", pulled me into a sensual kiss, then she asked me "Why the heck didn't you say something instead of just always staring at me?" It could have been a facial expression, maybe I sighed, but something I did made Jenna tense and say "Oh my God, you are not going to say that. You are, aren't you?"
I eased out of Jenna who sat up as if she were not naked, legs spread wide, and leaking our combined mess. She stared at me seriously and asked "Are you gonna spew some crap about you didn't think you had a shot or how I'm out of your league?" I was, but since she put me on the spot, I settled for "I was playing hard to get". Jenna smirked, laughed, then kissed my lips as she brushed by me and asked "Why do all the bedrooms have their own private bathroom in all your stories?" I laughed and asked "How about thank you for all the mindblowing, life changing sex and the four orgasms?" Jenna was out in the hall and in my bathroom peeing when I heard her say "It was three orgasms... I think... and your thanks is getting to fuck me from now on". Dozens of jokes and witty comebacks exploded in my brain, but hearing that we were lovers was just so... it was really fucking awesome. Jenna flushed and asked "Since you like showers so much, let's take one, but be warned, I need a break if we're gonna do it again later".
That's where real life differs from my stories. In my stories, everyone fucks with little to no rest, cums everytime, and girls have multiple orgasms. As far as I knew, Jenna didn't fake her orgasms, but past experience proved in real life girls didn't always cum. Hell, my ex-wife used to talk and sometimes watched TV during sex... it is what it is.
So Jenna started the shower as I asked the first question queued up in my brain... "Exactly how many stories did you read in that hour or so?" Jenna did the thing where women sort of look up and access their memory banks. Between thinking and adjusting the water, Jenna took a few seconds then said "13 or 14... I think. So far from what I saw, you're a good writer, but what's with all the happiness and why do all the guys have multiple girls throwing themselves at them?" I grinned and Jenna said "Here's a newsflash hotshot, As long as you're having sex with me, there won't be anyone else. No drama or chaos, you sleep with anyone else, I'll just slap the taste out of your mouth and break up with you. Clear?" I nodded and said "Something is off with how this all just happened". Jenna looked pissed and huffed "Excuse me?" I held up my hands and said "That's not what I meant. I just want to know when you decided to..." Jenna put her hand on my face covering my mouth and said "Shut it, you'll live longer".
We washed up in silence until Jenna held me and explained "The sex was pent up from being single and triggered by reading your stories. The wanting to be friends and getting to know you was curiosity to know why you would stare at me but never say anything". According to feedback and messages, some readers love the details, others hate the constantly explaining everything. Since this is reality fiction, I'll do both and neither. Basically, from the shower, through getting dressed, to making lunch together, we talked. We talked about her putting the same clothes back on after sex, we talked about how she's never had first date sex, we even talked about our exes and our jobs. I learned what I needed to know, and that was she wasn't like any of the fictional women I write about. Jenna could be sweet, loving and snuggle, or she could be pushy, bitchy and want space. She had zero plans to move in, zilch intentions on saying "I love you" after a day or two, and expected our relationship to be equal and not just sex and hanging out. Once lunch was made, Jenna said "I need to go change and grab a few things so it's not awkward later". I blinked and she grinned and said "Unless you want to sleep alone, I can arrange that". I smiled and said "No, go get your stuff and let's have lunch".
While Jenna was gone, my mother came by and asked what my plans for dinner were. It wasn't scripted or part of the story, it just happened. I said with a huge smile that I was having dinner and watching a movie with my girlfriend. Mom rolled her eyes and said "Okay. Once you wake up from that fantasy, what do you want for dinner". I swear on all that's Holy, even casual readers know I use "Babe" and "Baby" in my stories. The reason is because I like endearments. Imagine my shock when with no idea my mom was in the apartment teasing me about an imaginary girlfriend, Jenna walks right in carrying a backpack and blurts "Babe, I like to sleep naked so I was thinking..." Just like you would imagine, she stopped talking, stood there blushing, and gasped "Hi". Mom clucked her tongue, crossed her arms, then looked at me and said "So babe, why don't you introduce me to your friend". It went surprisingly well because Jenna is a schmoozer, just like me, and after the introduction said "His mother? I thought you were his sister. What are you 48?" Mom smiled and said "I'm gonna like you" and then we were told... not asked... that dinner would be at 6.
That evening after the mandatory dinner at my parents house, Jenna and I watched STAR TREK DISCOVERY... yes, I actually watch it, I'm a huge STAR TREK fan! As soon as it was over, Jenna shut off the TV and said "Cliche aside, I'm glad we did this and I hope things stay like they are". I blinked and asked "In what way?" Jenna said "Well, I can be bitchy, especially after work, and you said you're an asshole". I said "I am, but not on purpose, and not at first". Jenna swung around, put her legs over my lap, and said "Okay, here's our deal. Aside from something horrible like abuse or hurtful cheating, we discuss everything and work together". I grinned and Jenna asked "What?" I said "Almost a direct quote from a couple of my romantic stories". Jenna smiled and asked "What about those? Where does all the inspiration come from?" I said "All around. Someone or something I see. A movie, TV show, a woman dressed a certain way, porn clips, adult cartoons, I never know until I know".
Then she asked the question that defined our relationship.
Jenna smiled at me and asked "How do you research what you write?" I thought about it and told her, the details a secret from you readers, especially assholes like "Tcidda" and a couple others. Jenna was satisfied with my answer, but she was smiling slyly and said "I have a thought, but I'm not sure how you'll take it". Hours earlier we were strangers and now I was happy and dating a seriously beautiful, very real younger woman. Her ideas so far were very good ones, so I said "Just tell me". Jenna shifted around, got off the couch, then took my hand and held me when I stood. We kissed warmly and then she said "Let's shut things off and lock up. I have to work early, and so do you". Jenna is an office manager for a local doctor's office, and that is NOT a plot instrument. She works 9 to 5, Monday through Friday, and has weekends and holidays off. We went into the bedroom where Jenna put her hands on my chest and said "This is that moment you hear about and I want you to think carefully before you make a choice". I pulled Jenna into a kiss and she said "We are going to have sex and fall asleep together, so relax, that's not the choice" I sighed and said "Okay, I'm listening".
Jenna pulled her hair down from her ponytail, picked up a brush, then blinked and asked "Is that a thing, or do you really like women's hair". I said "It's a major turn on and I don't care who knows". Jenna handed me the brush, and when we were sitting on the bed she let me brush her hair while she talked. I didn't see it coming, but considering my romantic leanings, I should have. Jenna said "This afternoon was awesome and all joking aside, it was pretty epic". I smiled and listened as Jenna said "Now though, we did the whole family dinner and snuggling on the couch thing and it's time for bed. Here's what I want you to think about. I swore off relationships because the last two guys I dated were user assholes". I stayed silent and brushed Jenna's hair as she sighed then said "I'm taking a chance with you, but I need you to decide right now... is this sex and fun, or are we full on going out? I need to know because if I go to work and tell my friends how happy I am and next week or next month you dump me, I'll just lose it". I said "I will devote every moment I have to you and us Jenna, just don't put me out with the trash like Jennifer did".
Jenna shifted around, took the brush from me and dropped it on the bed, then while straddling me, kissed me full on slow and romantic. I was getting hard and Jenna knew it, so she pulled off her shirt and kissed me some more. I unclasped her bra and was about to kiss and suck her firm breasts when Jenna said softly "I want to help you do research for your stories". What? I was really horny and thinking about getting the rest of Jenna's clothes off her perfect body, so maybe I didn't hear her right. We kissed some more until Jenna pulled my shirt off then asked "What do you think?" I said "I think you're very beautiful and I am lucky we met". Jenna kissed my nose and lips then said "I agree, you're handsome and funny, but I was asking about helping you do research for your stories. We should try it". I'm not even sure what happened when, but I can tell you that I saw red and it was as real as can be. Jenna and I stripped ourselves and each other frantically then scrambled under the covers to make love. We fucked, but the thought was there... I think.
I was deep inside Jenna before I even realized she was still very tight and maybe I should have gone easy. I was already stroking deep and hard while Jenna raked her nails on my back and worked her hips in motion with me. We were really going at it when Jenna gasped "We can try all kinds of things and it'll be..." she panted, then moaned, and her body began to shake. All of my fictional women have two or three orgasms, but with the exception of Monica, in real life no one I had ever slept with had multiple orgasms. Jenna had a double earlier and was already tuned up just a few minutes into this round. I was frantic and cannot remember being so bent recently, a sign that Jenna and I were gonna scorch some sheets in the days to come. Jenna was gasping, moaning, and writhing beneath me as I gave her everything I had and enjoyed every second of it. Once her orgasm had subsided, Jenna held me and said "I want you to relax and cum deep inside me". Holy shit. A pretty girl who liked me, liked sex, and actually talked dirty... that my mom liked!
I was getting close and my cock ached to release but I literally did not want the moment to end. I gritted my teeth, thought about videogames, sports and even work, but then I pictured Jenna sitting up after sex earlier and exploded deep inside her body before I realized I was cumming. I slammed it into Jenna as I spurted and pumped until I was spent, but just when I started to slow, she dug her nails into my sides and gasped "Keep going...!" I kept at it until Jenna's body tensed, she made a strange sound, then her entire frame shook as she whined and moaned through an orgasm even a pornstar couldn't fake. When we were done and Jenna was holding me, I asked "Are you serious Jenna? Do you really want to help me write?" She was quiet and rubbed my back, kissed my shoulder and neck, then shifted us so she could see me and talk to me. With a deep sigh, Jenna said "Sort of. You can write, that's your thing. I was thinking we could maybe act out some of your ideas, especially if you have some sexy or daring ones".
Holy shit, holy shit!
Jenna relaxed beneath me and said "If you have ideas or situations you come up with that might be sexy, we could see if they work. If your ideas get us excited, then they might be hot to read. We should try it..."
Thanks for reading, let me know if you liked it and want more. Happy Holidays.
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