...We didn't talk, we didn't talk for almost a week.
I was leaving, leaving in two weeks.
She called the next Friday and asked me to pick her up. She was drunk, like really drunk.
She couldn't talk that well. One of her friends told me where she was.
Of course I went for her.
She is the baby sister of my best friend and I really enjoy her company.
When I arrived for her, she was kissing a stranger.
When she looked up and saw me she looked shocked.
"I didn't think that you would come" she told me, hugging me. "I thought you fuck and go".
I took her home.
I cleaned her and put her to bed.
She stayed all weekend. I fuck her all weekend.
I made her moaned and came multiple times. I fucked her until she was shaking and wet, so fucking wet.
I was leaving, leaving in one week.
And even if I like her company and enjoy the taste of her on my tongue, I don't love her. I will never be able to love her the way she wants me to love her.
I didn't want to be her first and, definitely, I didn't want to put her in this situation.
She asked me to stay. That if I stay, I can fuck her whenever I want to, as many times that I want to.
I want her, I want her so much. She makes me so wet. She makes me shake.
But I will not give up on my dreams because of her.
No matter how pretty she looks when she comes or how good she taste.
I told her that I won't fuck her again. She got really mad.
I was making my suitcases when she arrived.
She kissed me hard. I fucked her hard. I rubbed her clit with mine. She came against my pussy, looking so pretty, shaking so hard.
We fucked all night. She was so sensitive. She couldn't take it anymore but she kept rubbing against my fingers or my tights.
"Let me have you. Let me be sore for you. Let me feel you in all my body even if your not next to me" She told me.
When I woke up next morning, she wasn't there.
I left that night.
I didn't talk to her for a year...
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The first time that I wanted her was during her sister's birthday. My best friend birthday.
Her lips are so plump and her tights are so beautiful.
I was drunk when she came to me. Looking so fucking pretty. And because I was drunk I allowed myself to wanted her, to wished that I could be kissing all her body, that I could taste her.
And when she looked at me, I knew she wanted me as well. She wanted me as much.
I wanted to fuck her right. Fuck her till she cry.
I did. I fucked her up.
