If You're my Parents or Not Over 18... Don't Read This!!...
I'm NOT Kidding!!!!!
Wild disco music pumping in another room. You are thinking, "Jeezy Chreezy, I hate these functions. Hobnobbing with a bunch of gits and not a female prospect in sight. Getting glad-eyed by large hirsute gay men.This blows - I'm outta here." And as you turn in your party napkin and head for the door, you spy an old friend trapped in the corner by an older man who is trying to impart his wisdom on her thigh. You laugh inwardly because you know she is too nice to turn the suitor away and yet she has that wild trapped rabbit look going on that you have seen so many times before.
You head over to the duo hoping to rescue your friend and catch up on the news, as well as relieve her from the sure delights of denturely debauchery. You saunter up and recognition washes over her face, her septugenarian is dismayed and you cleverly, wittily extract her from her discourse by announcing to the gentleman that you have a date with this "dirty little whore" and you plan to get every minute's worth. Our drooling woo-er flees the scene and the two of you dissolve into giggles.
"Well, My Darling," she purrs. "Where have you been and what have you been doing with yourself?"
You start forming a reply and she cuts in, "No, don't answer that last bit...I think I know," she affirms with a wink.
"God, she hasn't changed one whit. In fact, I think she has become more, more of everything. Is there a ring? Do I see someone floating around to whom she might be tethered," you think. You decide that she can be yours for the evening if only you are clever enough. Your friendship/premature relationship was never bad, was never ended...just faded away like so many do. After a while you regretted that...losing that friend. And, now, here she is.
You both creep off to find a quiet place to re-connect. How long has it been?? Too long. The heat is rising off of her and there is something rising in you as well. Nope, nothing has changed. You flirt and banter, picking up where you left off as if you had just met for tea yesterday. She is looking edible in black - small flippy skirt accentuating her firm round buttocks with just a hint of cheek peeking out, scoop neck clingy top giving away the globes of her magnificent breasts. And, that brain...still in tip-top shape. Suddenly you have the overwhleming urge to ravish her..., now! As you think these indecent thoughts, you can see that she is headed right down the path with you. She smolders, her heat turns up a notch and the legs splay just a tad.
"Another drink?" you inquire.
"Sure, I'm still drinking that old fuzzy water."
And you head to the bar, hand protectively on the small of her back, eyes challenging any male you come across. "This choice little morsel is mine!" you radiate. After retrieving the beverages you manuever her down a short hall citing the need for relief. She willingly trips along before you. As you reach the small powder room you start to enter and then grab her by the wrist pulling her in with you. Quickly shutting the door and twisting the lock, you trap her. You grab her silken long hair, pressing your lips firmly to hers, tongues frantically struggling , hands roving mindlessly trying to take it all in again. Both breathless, you fumble at zippers and buttons, hooks and stays. As soon as you can get your trousers to your knees, she drops to hers, taking all of you in her wet, warm mouth. She suckles you like someone starving, her hand massaging your shaft while her expert tongue moves dartingly. She cups and massages your bag, knowing just how to bring you to the edge and then back off.
You are just as hungry for her pussy. You remember that tight, delicious cave that never failed to satisfy. Reluctantly and before you release you pull out of her mouth, turning her to the lavatory, lifting and perching her there on the edge. Your fingers go to her tiny secret places and re-acquaint themselves with her smoothness, perfection. She chirps in delight and you feel sure that her pleasure can be only moments away. You plunge into her heedlessly, holding her head back by her hair and exposing her creamy neck. You are both frantic now, grappling and sucking, teething and struggling. It's too overwhelming and you both come...motionless. Letting the ecstasy pour over you.
Directly you say, "Nice to see you again....."
1 comment:
Uh...What's a "git"?
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