Bernie and Karen Part Six

  “Hey Sarah!”  he shouted from across the room.  After he’d shouted, his friends turned to him as though he’d completely lost the plot.  “It’s alright,” he said, “I know her, she’s an old college friend.”

He was about to stand up and go over to her as she looked his way, trying to distinguish where the voice had come from, then he realised that the stiffy in his trousers was going to prevent him from doing pretty much anything that involved standing up.  So he resorted to the only thing available to him, he started to wave his hands in the air and continue calling her name.  If she didn’t recognise him he was going to look like a compelte fool in front of all his friends here.

For a moment she looked at him with a mixture of confusion and pity.  Then suddenly something came across her face like a light had shone.  She recognised him!  Bernie couldn’t believe his luck; he hadn’t expected she would.  Now he had to try and explain why he couldn’t be bothered to get his lazy ass off his chair to walk over to her and decided it was acceptable to yell her from across the room, wave his hands madly and expect her to come running!

The hard-on in his trousers just twitched even more at the thought of being introduced to this gorgeous babe with the big hooters…

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Bernie and Karen part five

The siren that entered was one of exquisite beauty. Bernie had never seen a girl quite like this before, and all he could think about was her boobs. These boobs were even better than the bar maid who had served him only a moment before and whom his friends were still having a good old laugh about. She didn’t look like a bar maid, she looked like one of the dancers. However, she didn’t look much like she was going to go on stage, in fact she didn’t even look like she was dressed for anything associated with a lap dancing joint.

This babe was wearing a simple pair of those skinny jeans and a very loose fitting top; not loose enough to disguise her huge boobs however. He managed to take his eyes from her boobs for long enough to look at her face briefly. He wasn’t disappointed. This girl looked like a girl he’d seen once in college; she had massive hooters too and Bernie thought about them for a few seconds and got an instant hard on.  Hang on a moment, he thought to himself, it was her! The girl he was looking at was Sarah Jameson from college, and she didn’t look much different.

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The lap dancing club was always a welcome change from the mundane lifestyle Bernie had with his job, the house, the kids and everything else that went with normality.  What he really wanted was adventure, but he knew it was best served in very small doses because it was highly addictive.  He couldn’t get the type of adventure he craved from the erotic stories he read in the dirty books at work anymore, he needed to make them come to life. 

He’d been a fan of erotic fiction from an early age.  He was one of those boys who grew up in the country and was forever finding carelessly discarded porno magazines at the side of the road or down a dirt track by a secluded field; even back then when he was very young he knew instinctively why they were there.  He began to make gather a collection of them, together with a friend of his that lived down the same road.  They built a den and hid all their dirty books in a huge damp chest they’d found down an abandoned railway track nearby.  He would often spend afternoons at the weekend reading through the carefully described sex stories, enjoying every last sentence of them; back then when he was a child he read the same erotic stories so often that he could still remember the way they went now.

This craving for adventure and the realisation of sexual fantasies he read in magazines had never really left him, and although he was perfectly happy with Karen, Bernie masturbated all the time over internet porn and free sex stories online.  He’d never been unfaithful to her with another woman, but sometimes he felt a little guilty because of the amount of time he spent jerking off in front of his computer.

Now he has a group of friends who had managed to legitimise his sexual adventures and make them very real indeed.  He didn’t let on to his friends just how much he loved going to the lap dancing club and how it was a major form of sexual release for him, but he guessed that a few of them new by the way he used to jog on the spot when they were queuing to get in.  He always did this and no matter how hard he tried not to it was almost as compulsion; like a warm up.

  “Christ almighty Bernie,” his friend Harry would shout, “you’ll cum in your shorts if you don’t calm down a little!”

All his friends would laugh raucously at this; little did they know that they were very nearly correct.

Bernie and Karen – Continued

So Bernie was the first to get out his cigarettes and join his friends in a smoke on the way to their first port of call, a lap dancing club in the city.  He only ever smoked when he was in the city, he never wanted Karen to find out but he suspected she knew anyway; and more than likely disapproved.  When it came to the lap dancing club…well that wasn’t his idea, but he wasn’t complaining.  This is another place he only frequented when in the city; it appeared to him as he smoked his way down the street that the city was his friend and also his very dangerous enemy.

To be Continued

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New Erotic Fiction Presents – Jane

Jane

Jane was tired.  Jane was tired of her life with her boyfriend Tony, who spent his entire life devoted to what seemed to be the singular pursuit of making her unhappy.  She knew she should leave him but couldn’t.  She felt like Nancy from Dickens’ Oliver Twist; unable to break free from the oppressive and depressive state Bill Sykes held her in.  Tony was an emotional bully.  He didn’t allow Jane to wear certain clothes, stopped her going out with certain friends, and questioned everything she did and everywhere she went.  He was, not to put too fine a point on it, a complete fucking asshole… Continue reading

New Erotic Fiction Presents – What a Picture

What a Picture.

Mark decided to go to the cinema, he didn’t go often.  He went on a Monday afternoon when it was quiet.  He liked going places when it was quiet.  He sat in the front row, despite what so many people had told him about how it’s bad for your neck, and you don’t get a good view.  The way he saw it was, the closer you got to the screen, the better view you had; a bit of neck ache was not a problem.  So he thought he was pretty much on his own.  There was an elderly couple sitting at the back near the entrance, probably for access purposes, and there were a couple of girls sitting over on the far right of the room, virtually out of sight, but not earshot; teenage girls are rarely quiet… Continue reading