Sexual Discoveries Part 1
Kira Moore tearfully signed the divorce papers that had been on her desk for over a week. She was just a month past nineteen when they had gotten married. She often remembered back to her wedding day just over three years ago, the church had been filled with friends and family. After the reception, they had retired to the bridal suite. There, in the soft glow of the bedside lamp, they made love for hours. She had really felt that they would be together forever. But that was not the case. Roger had moved in with an younger old girl six months ago, and Kira was left emotionally devastated. Each day had been a struggle to go on. Kira was very close to her parents, and younger sisters Tara and Misty, but even they could not restore her usual positive attitude towards life. It took two months before she even slept in the bed she had shared with him. And every night, she clung to the pillows for much needed comfort. She badly needed the touch of a man, but felt nervous, and afraid of being hurt again.
Her family home had a full sized pool, and a six-person hot tub, which sat on a raised poolside deck. The house also had a fitness room, with a treadmill, exercise bike, and weight machines. Kira and her sisters had always been allowed to make their own decisions about sex, and could freely go to their parents with any concerns. Kira was also good friends with her parent’s neighbors, Mindy and Steve, a young married couple of three months. Steve was twenty one, and a fireman/paramedic. Mindy was a breathtaking twenty year old blonde, and employed as a masseuse. Her sister Tara was nineteen, and a nurses aid at the local hospital. Misty had just turned eighteen, and had would be going to college at UCLA in the fall.
Kira was thankful that they had only rented an apartment; so at least she was not stuck with house payments and expenses. She had wanted kids, but he had always talked her out of it. But because of the divorce, it had been for the best. Her job as Activities Director for a large fitness center kept her busy, and in great physical shape. Even though she saw lots of men at work, most were older, married, or still in school. Kira knew men found her body desirable. She was tall with perky size 35B breasts, which she had often wished were bigger. Shiny red hair that rested just above her shoulders, and below her waist was a patch of wispy red curls. Most of her nights consisted of a light dinner, and then watching TV until she fell asleep.
One hot mid June afternoon, Kira reclined on the lounge chair next to her apartment complex’s swimming pool. It was the first time she had worn her new pink bikini, with tie strings for the top and bottom, and she knew how well it showed off every curve of her body. Her mind wandered, as it often did, to her desires and needs. Then her thoughts were interrupted by a soothing male voice.
“Hi. I’m Tyler. Mind some company?”
“Huh? What? I’m sorry, you caught me daydreaming. Sure, please sit down.”
“I think you really have nice hands,” he said.
“My hands are not what guys usually notice first, but thanks. I’m Kira, by the way.”
“Well Kira, to be honest, you look nice all over. But I think hands are very sensual.”
They talked for the next hour about any topic that came to mind. She told him about her job, and learned that he was a commercial pilot, twenty-eight years old, and had never been married. In fact, he had recently broken up with his girlfriend, after he discovered her cheating on him. She tearfully explained what had happened with her marriage. It was obvious that they both felt the deep hurt and pain of lost loves.
“Kira, I know we just met, but would you consider having dinner with me? Wherever you want to go.”
She thought about her reply for a moment. It was not the first time she had been asked out recently. However, with the others, she had sensed that the offer was only a front for sex. But with Tyler, it seemed different.
“Tell you what. Why not have dinner at my apartment? I’m a pretty good cook if I do say so myself.”
“You sure that’s okay? You barely know me.”
“Tyler, I like talking to you. Any man who likes my hands can’t be all bad.”
“Sure, ok then. What time?
“Well let’s say in three hours. I’m in apt 212.”
“OK. After dinner I can give you a massage, if you would like that of course. I’m not asking you to get naked for me or anything, just an offer.” Tyler said.
“I know, that sounds nice. See you in a few hours, my place.”
Kira headed to her apartment and took a long shower. Her body ached for attention, and in some ways, she wanted to give herself to Tyler later. Yet she knew she was at a sexual rediscovery point in her life, and did not want to rush into intercourse, or let him think she was easy. She slipped on a red blouse, and a black skirt that exposed the majority of her shapely legs. Underneath, she wore a red bra and black panties. Even though she did not intend to show them off, she felt sexy wearing them.
He arrived right on time, and Kira offered him a drink while she finished the meal. When dinner was ready, they sat down to eat. Tyler appreciated the food greatly, and complimented her on her talents in the kitchen.
“Thanks, but that’s not the only place that I have talents,” Kira said without thinking, her face red in embarrassment. After dinner, she loaded the dishwasher, and sat beside him on the sofa.
“Now, it’s my turn, my feet need rubbed,” Kira said.
She kicked off her shoes, placed her bare feet in his lap, and wiggled her toes in anticipation. As Tyler took turns on her feet, Kira melted into the sofa, and enjoyed the pampering. After twenty minutes of having her feet rubbed by his strong hands, she felt disappointed when he stopped.
“Oh, all done already?” she asked.
“Well, unless you want your back done.”
“That sounds nice, but would I have to take my top off?
“That’s up to you. I could do it over your blouse.”
Kira asked him to wait a few minutes, and went to her bedroom. She removed her skirt and top, and then decided to take off her bra. She wrapped a big bath towel around her, and then called for Tyler to join her.
Tyler sat behind her on the bed, and placed his hands on her shoulders. His strong, yet gentle hands felt so good as he massaged the muscles of her shoulders, neck and upper back. He then moved his hands to the front, caressed her shoulders, and the soft, exposed skin above her towel. He used firm, but gentle pressure, and with each circular motion, his fingers moved slowly downward. Kira sensed he wanted to touch her breasts, and inside, she wanted the same thing. When his fingers slipped under the towel and touched her nipple, he hesitated.
“I’m sorry…I shouldn’t do that,” Tyler apologized.
“It’s ok. To be honest, it’s been way too long since they were touched,” Kira replied.
She turned to face him, dropped the towel to her waist, and exposed her shapely breasts to his eyes. For several minutes, his hands softly caressed them. Each time they came in contact with her nipples, Kira felt a spark of desire run down her spine. She loved the touch, and knew she could become attached to him easily.
She still missed Roger, and the times they had shared, but it was time for her to move on, as he had done. Kira figured that Tyler was probably aroused, but being a gentleman, did not want to make her feel pressured to do anything. “Tyler? Would you let me see you, well…naked? I’d like to let you see all of me, but I’m just not sure yet how far I’m ready to take this.”
“Whatever you want Kira. I can always masturbate later.”
“I know, and thanks. Let me see you, and we can see what happens from there.”
Tyler stripped, and stood before her nude. His erection bounced as he moved towards her. Without using a ruler, she figured it to be about
seven eight inches long. She reached out and tenderly stroked the shaft with one hand, and cupped his balls with the other. She really wanted to f
eel it inside her, but also knew that would need to wait until another time. Kira stood, dropped the towel, and modeled for him in just her black panties. They were a pair that she had bought for her husband. She also knew that a few reddish curls could be seen above the lacy material.
“Kira, you are so sexy,” Tyler said softly.
Kira asked him to sit beside her on the bed. She took his cock, placed it in her mouth, and slid it slowly back and forth between her warm lips. She wanted to take as much down her throat as possible, but the best she could manage was just over half its length. As she pleased him, Kira slipped her hand inside her panties, and fingered herself rapidly. She needed sexual relief, and decided not to deprive herself of that pleasure. This way, she could get off also, without being totally naked the first time out. In just moments, she climaxed, and moaned around his shaft until it was over. It was no doubt, one of the best orgasms from masturbation in months.
“Kira, oh this feels so good…I need too…can’t…hold back…”
“Then don’t try to, let it happen,” Kira said, and braced herself for his ending.
Seconds later, he exploded fully in her mouth. She eagerly swallowed every spurt, and purred like a kitten around his shaft as the flow ended. The quantity was much more than she had expected, but she found the taste to be even better than her husband’s had been.
“I hope you did not feel like you had to do that,” Tyler said.
“Not at all, I really wanted to. And I enjoyed making you feel good.”
Tyler looked deep into her eyes, and asked, “Kira, would you consider, well…being my…girlfriend?”
Kira shed a few happy tears, and embraced him tightly. His request was just what she needed, someone to share her lonely times with. A man that she felt would be her friend, not just her lover.
“Yes, I would love to be your girl. Thank you so much for asking. But I think you better go home, or I might keep you all night. And I don’t want to go all the way, not just yet.”
Tyler dressed, and they kissed tenderly for several minutes before he left. After he was gone, Kira knew that a huge emotional weight had just been lifted in her life. She also knew that the next time she saw him, things may very well go further sexually.