That was yummy. Sucking on your balls was awesome, let me sit on top of your stiff cock, I have some more fuck left in me. Think you can handle some backwards cowgirl?
Gosh I love when you pull my ass cheeks up and apart so you can see better. Yeah, you like that too? What? Yes, I am wet. I can feel my pussy juices dripping down your cock. I hope you’ll let me lick it off when we finish. You know how much I love to taste myself on your dick. Mmmm, I’m glad I turn you on. I wish we could spend the entire night together.
Shit, it’s your stupid cell phone. Don’t answer it, not now. Let’s finish first, okay? You can call them back later.
Fine! You’re a dick. Go run home to her and don’t bother coming back. I hate you… yes, I’m fucking crying, what do you expect? Your cock is buried in my pussy, but I don’t get to sleep with you tonight. You go when she calls; when the hell do I get to be the priority? Yeah, whatever — fuck you. I’m getting tired of waiting. I don’t need this bullshit…there are other men who wouldn’t do this to me.
Yeah, you love me, you love me, you want me, but out the door you’re going to go. Please just stay, I’m begging you, please, just this once. Don’t go. I’m tired of being lonely. Just tonight, please. You’re an ass; just go. Get the hell out, but don’t bother coming back. I can’t do this anymore.
You can’t give me what I need. You need to go. No, I mean it this time. I’m tired of waiting and hurting. Get out. Please leave. We’re finished. I mean it this time. I do…
I’ve been staring at the clock on the wall again, wishing you would call. I’m in bed alone, and you’re back in your wife’s bed. I wish you had stayed. I’m hungry for your touch, as much as I hate you right now. I just want to hold you, to be with you. I want to feel your cock buried in my pussy. I hate that I love you. I need to figure out how to walk away. This is never going to change.
The Crush
Sometimes I wish I was just like the other guys, who make it seem so easy to get a date. The truth is I prefer older women, so going around with my friends arm in arm with a forty year old isn't something you see very often.
This story all started last year on my eighteenth birthday when a few neighbors were invited around for drinks and a barbecue. Lisa, who lived next door, was a thirty year old single woman. She'd lost her husband in the gulf a few years previously, and she was someone I liked, someone I liked a lot.
I'd mow her lawn for her and do the occasional errand, so I get to see her quite often. She didn't know that I had a crush on her though, as I tried not to make it too obvious. I guess I thought if she knew how I looked upon her she'd distance her self from me and I'd never get to see her.
Anyway on this day she came around and because we have a pool she was wearing her bathing costume. My God she looked sexy in that two piece suit. In fact it took a lot of effort not to stare as she walked along the pool before diving in. I remember thinking how she'd probably laugh if she knew how an eighteen year old guy looked upon her, and what he'd like to do to her.
The day wore on as days do, and pretty soon people were congratulating me and leaving the party. When it came time for Lisa to leave she gave me a hug and asked when I had a minute could I fix the shelf in her kitchen. Of course I was only too happy to do so, but first I had to clean up the mess in the back yard. Having told her that she said she'd see me later then.
What I didn't tell her was that I always liked to get cleaned up before going around to her house as I guess if any opportunity did come up I'd be at my best. Silly I know but hey, it's better to be prepared right?
So there I was knocking on her door and waiting for a response. When the door opened I found Lisa dressed in a short skirt and tight tank-top, which all showed off her figure incredibly.
"Hi Richard, come in," she said, opening the door wider.
I walked in trying to keep my eyes to myself, and she directed me to the kitchen. I found the problem straight away, as one of the screws in the shelving had snapped. It just needed a better plug, and before long I'd fixed it. Lisa had been hovering behind me all this time, which made me wonder if she was watching me work or just watching me. I guess I hoped the latter, as it would fit with my fantasies.
When I got down from the shelving, Lisa thanked me and asked if I'd like a drink. Now I'd already had eight beers during the day, but I wasn't about to let that stop me so I said yes please. She immediately poured a couple of vodka tonics and handed me one. Of course I didn't tell her I didn't like vodka, so I just drank it as we talked.
Now face to face at the kitchen table I could see her midriff, and realized that she must work out as she had a well toned body. She caught me looking, and asked if I like what I saw.
"You clearly look after yourself, that's evident by how well toned your stomach muscles are," I said.
"Why thank you Richard, I do try to keep in shape," she replied.
"Football keeps me fairly fit, so I don't need to work out much," I said, trying to keep the conversation going.
"I used to watch football a lot, look I'll show you," she replied.
She got up from the table and crossed over to the other side of the kitchen where she had personal belongings under one of the work surfaces. As she bent down to rummage through the various papers and books, I realized I could see the thong she was wearing. My eyes were clued to that spot, and I realized I'd gotten a boner. My God she had a nice ass, but the sight that really turned me on was the material that was barely covering her pussy, I could see the indent of it as she moved around. ‘Oh my god, what I’d like to do to that,’ I thought as she stood back up.
"Here it is," she said, placing a photo album onto the table.
She flicked through a few pages and found the ones she was looking for.
"That's me when I was twenty five cheering on the team," she said, pointing to the picture.
When I looked I blurted something out that I wouldn't normally say, but it felt appropriate at the time.
"My God you look incredibly hot in that photo," I said.
I realized what I'd said in an instant, and attentively looked up to gauge her response.
"Thank you Richard, that's the nicest thing anyone's said to me in quite some time."
Then it happened, I was about to have the best day of my life and appropriately it was on my birthday. Lisa stood up and took hold of my hand, making me stand and then she kissed me. It was a tender kiss, and I responded by placing my right hand on her cheek and kissing her passionately.
Next thing I know we're both pawing at each other's clothing, and stripping off right there in the kitchen. I found out later that this was something she'd wanted to do for the past year, but she'd waited until I was eighteen. So there we were kissing hard and totally naked and for the first time I saw what all my fantasies told me I'd see.
She had an incredible body, but the best part was that she had shaved her pubic region. That always turned me on, and when she looked down and caught sight of my hardness she made a comment that just made my day.
"My God you've got a nice cock."
She then ran her hands over my hardened member, as I reached up to cup her breasts in the palm of my hands and squeezed gently. She then dropped to her knees and licked the end of my cock before allowing it to pass her lips. This was high on my fantasy wish list, and had been for some time. I looked down to see her mouth covering more than half of my hardness, and it felt wonderful.
She was doing this delightful little thing with her tongue whenever she drew my cock out, she would lick around the ridge before allowing it to sink back in. I realized straight away that she was clearly experienced at giving a blow job. My cock had never felt this rigid, and the thought occurred to me about how long I could hold off with this treatment going on before I shot my load. I really didn't want my first load to come too quickly, as I felt it would show an immaturity on my part. I know, these things go through our minds at the worst times, but I wanted to impress her.