This is pure fiction
In a room filled with familiar faces I saw you from across the room. You look at me with those honey colored eyes and pussy shivered with warmth. It’s something about those eyes that make me want to taste you. Just your touch alone, and my body wants to do things it has no business doing. A familiar song comes on and that starts it off. “Seconds of Pleasure”, by Van Hunt, the seductive lyrics and acoustic guitar in the background makes my pussy pulsate. I want that dick and I want it now.
Taking a breather, trying to compose myself I slipped away to the ladies room. I need to calm down, because this wasn’t the time or the place for these thoughts. After 5 min I heard a knock at the door, and I knew it was time to rejoin the party. Opening the door I see you watching me with your honey colored eyes. No words, no distractions you kiss me. Making our way back into the bathroom you lift me onto the sink. I unzip your slacks and grab that beautiful dick. The dick I love to taste when I’m in your presence. Still no words, no distractions you enter me. I hold onto you for dear life because that dick takes the air out of me when you enter for the first time. You give me slow strokes in and out and I want to scream, but can’t. I just moan in your ear and let you know whose pussy is this. You remove my top exposing what I was blessed me with and you take them in your mouth. I feel your dick creeping into my stomach. It seems like it expands every time we fuck. My pussy is now as wet as a damn river. You pull out and nibble on my clit. Then you started going at it like it was your last meal. There was no time to waste we had to hurry up. Someone at the party would notice us missing. You pick me up and I worked that big head. Further and further in my stomach I can feel you. I’m about to cum all over that dick.
Before I let go I need to fuck with your self-esteem. I clamp my muscles over your dick, you yelped. This shit got you every time. I continue to clamp with each pump. The look on your face is the reason I do the things I do. I can feel you about to cum…and I know it’s my time. You whisper “Oh shit, I’m Cumming”…that was the only words that were spoken before we came together. I am so drained but I know we have to get back to the party. Dam that was the best dick I will have. I cleaned myself out, and I leave you in the bathroom. Thinking to myself “that this has to stop, I but not wanting it to”. I have to remember this moment last moment. No words, no distractions just us. No party, no guests just me and my bestfriend’s boyfriend.
Laya
Comment made on March 28, 2010 @ 1:14 am
DAMMN V.I. DAMN
mysz tati
Comment made on June 11, 2011 @ 8:42 pm
OH SHYT …ALL I KAN DO IS SMH AND SMILE…THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I BEEN ON THIS SITE AND IM LOVIN ER'THING ABOUT IT.. KEEP IT UP..