About ten years ago, I met a woman we’ll call Amanda. She had recently moved to Minneapolis from Texas and was looking for new friends. She was about 4 months pregnant and the dad wasn’t in the picture anymore.

We connected well and one night I asked her to hangout at an old venue called Kitty Kat Club in Dinkytown. We enjoyed some live music, talked and laughed a bunch, and started texting more after that.

One evening, we were texting and she mentioned that she was super hungry and craving Chinese food but was too tired to leave home after a long work day. “Let me get you take out!” I volunteered. I was at her place within the hour and she was extremely grateful for the meal. I told her I was happy to help, especially with her being in a new city with no family or longstanding friends. I knew she was tired so I gave her a hug, said good night, and headed home. Up to this point, all of our interactions had been super platonic and even though I was very attracted to her, I wasn’t expecting what happened next.

The next night she texted, “what are you up to right now?” I told her I had just wrapped up some work but had no plans after that. “Can you come over?” she asked. So I agreed to stop by for a bit.

When I arrived, I knocked on her front door but within the first “knock” the door flung open and she was wearing a low cut, blue nightgown. She cusped my face with her hands, and kissed me passionately. I was completely taken back and in shock, but gladly reciprocated her kiss as my arms draped on her hips.

She was gorgeous, 5’5, jet black hair, fair skin, the roundest big blues eyes, firm 36c breasts, and aside from her baby bump, she was former military and in great shape.

She pressed her body up to mine as I slowly walked into the living room, and her onslaught of seduction kept coming. She placed my hand on her breast, started kissing my neck, and put her hand under my shirt as she teasingly reached lower.

Clothing items started falling off of me as we kept kissing and she took me by the hand upstairs to her loft bedroom. She walked into the middle of the room, faced me, and removed her nightgown. I stood in awe with her fully naked figure in front of me and quickly joined her. I stood behind her, kissing the back of her neck as my hands wandered across her belly, breasts, and hips. She breathed heavier, placing her hand over her head to grab my hair. I pulled her close, tilted her head towards mine, and kissed her hard.

I noticed a stool nearby and directed her to sit on it. I tilted her leg to the side, got on my knees, and started to taste her. My hands caressed her stomach as my tongue slid across her slit, wetting her already dripping pussy as she grabbed my hair and moaned heavily. I smiled and kept licking as I felt her clit start to swell. I started sucking on it hard and began finger fucking her. She slowly began moving her hips and directing my tongue and hands to the perfect positions and she began to climax. I stared over head as her exposed nipples hardened and kept licking and fingering her. My tongue motions became more rapid, using long strides as my fingers went deeper into her. She finally screamed in pleasure as she orgasmed hard, digging her nails into my shoulders during release.

I then placed her hands on the stool while standing behind her, grabbed her hair, and began fucking her doggystyle. Our bodies were soaked in sweat at this point and all of my carnal desires were heightened as I drove my cock harder and harder into her. She gripped the stool tightly and kept moaning as her ass slapped against my cock. I grabbed her waist firmly and pulled her in with one last deep thrust as I started cumming a heavy load.

She moved to Seattle shortly after but I’ll never forget that amazing, and unexpected night.