Big Girl Chronicles 2

Countdown

I lay next to him half asleep, half awake, warring with myself, knowing I don't have much time, just 30 minutes left. Soon, it will be time, time for me to leave. With his arms draped across my plush naked body. He lightly snores beside me. I question myself every time we are together. Why does it have to be this way? Why can't I stay? I know the answer, and so does he. It's because of her. He has her but wants me. It wasn’t her riding his dick earlier. It wasn't her bouncing up and down as he enjoyed watching his dick disappear between her round ass it was mine. It wasn’t her who made his toes curl or had him moaning from the wetness of her pussy, no that was me the one who had to leave in 30 minutes. It wasn’t her whose pussy got devoured by his tongue with her legs spread wide as he licked and sucked on my clit until I couldn’t see straight. But it was me who had his head buried in between her legs watching him taste her so hurgirly that his face glistened with her juices. It wasn’t her who was so gone from how good it felt when he would suck on my clit over and over while fingering me no it wasn't her it was me. It wasn’t her whose body would jerk and shake from ecstasy, no that was me. So I lay here still wondering why I've got to go Oh! Because of her. I look back at the clock 20 minutes to go. 20 minutes from when I had his dick in my mouth sucking him with hunger and lust, just so that I could relive the memory later alone in bed. It was me who had him pumping his dick down my throat with so much determination I never wanted it to stop. He was bringing me so much pleasure that I wanted to cry at the thought that it will soon end. 20 minutes from when he had me bent over pounding me from behind as his wide dick slid in and out of my pussy making her hum with pleasure. My body always reacted this way to him gripping and pulling my pussy contracting around his thickness. I looked over at the clock again, damn 15 minutes left. I only had 15 minutes left to feel his heat on my body to feel his semi hard dick press against my ass. I wanted him to enter me again but knew better. The time is whining down, 12 minutes left before I had to leave all because she would be home. I want more time, more time to feel him drive deep into me as he smacks my ass, turning me on more and increasing my wetness. I want him again to make me have multiple orgasms leaving my cream all over him, he’s sheets, he’s face. 10 minutes left and I would have to go home and miss him laying next to me. Miss him as he planted kisses on my neck from behind sending sparks down my back and when he held me caressing my plus size body and palming my large breast and playing with my nipples. The clock is counting down 8 minutes before I go. I feel the sadness coming on. I don't want to leave but I must. 5 minutes left, I'll just inhale his scent to take with me, hold on to the feeling of his warmth next to me, and relive the memories of this night like so many nights before. 3 minutes left I pull my naked body from him instantly my whole body feels cold. I dress quickly and look at him. I walk to his side of the bed kissing his lips softly, lovingly. With a sharp intake of breath he awakes “ You about to leave baby?” he asked though tired eyes “ yeah its about that time” I lean in again for another kiss this time we kiss more passionately. I have to force myself to stop. “ I’ll text you later, get some rest, I’ll walk myself out don’t worry” and with that I’m gone. I walk to my car, my chest feeling heavy. I hate leaving him. I hate how it has to be. But I’d rather have this than not have him at all. He was brought back into my life for a reason and I’m not letting him go till he tells me to let him go. Yes, he has a partner but I don’t care. I've known him longer, had him first. The feelings I had for him before have never left, they just lay dormant, reawakened by the sight of him, the pull of him. Only because life pulled us in different directions did I lose him. But just like life pulled us apart it brought us back together. Neither one of us thought we’d ever see each other again but we are here now. I start my car, look back at his place and drive home. I’ll be back in a couple of days and as always I will enjoy my time with him looking at the clock counting down the time.
HEY GUYS I KNOW THIS ONE WAS SHORT BUT SOME TELLS ARE JUST STRAIGHT TO THE POINT. I HOPE Y'ALL A LEAST ENJOYED THIS ONE. HUGS N KISSES