She was a playboy. I just want to get to know her, fall in love with the touch of her. With the way her skin feels on my fingertips, in between her hair, on my tongue.
But i dont know her, only how to make her feel so good that she's shaking. And i want more
So I followed her out.
I have waited for this moment for a while now.
She's so beautiful under the street light, her golden hair almost sparkling, her hips swaying from side to side, her heels clicking on the asphalt.
she looked back at me, knowingly, she knew i followed her out. Smirk on her face when she turned to the right straight to the walley, I followed after like the good girl I am.
"Ohhh Jenett-" i cut her off with a kiss "i want you to fuck me right here by this cold, wall in this trashy walley, i dont care who will see us or who will hear us, i want everyone to know how good you make me feel"
With that i pulled her to up, her legs now straddling my hips, her back pressed up the wall, my lips on her neck nibbing, kissing, licking.
"Yes, Jenett baby, that feels so good" My left hand is holding her ass up, shoulder pressing her chest to the wall and hips further apart so i could make more space for my right hand. I want to play with her pussy. I can't even wait anymore. I haven't even touched her cunt yet her legs are already shaking.
i touch her clit so slightly my finger tips barely touch her, rolling so slightly, up and down and up and down and...
"Harder now!"
I obey, I love when she's bossy, I love when she knows what she wants.
I roll her clit between my finger, my tongue on her neck- that got a gasp from her, loud enough to attract some attention for sure, loud enough for everyone to know how good i make her feel.
"Inside Jennet, now, two fingers. Don't you dare tease me. Give me what I deserve, make me feel good Jennett, can you do that for me?" her eyes focused on me, hungry her voice raspy mought slightly agape, breathing hard. I could never say no to that.
I push both of my fingers in immediately, down to the knuckle. I trust in and out, fast and hard in and slow out. just the way she loves it. Her head against the wall now, her hands leaving marks all over my neck, moaning loud, all for me, all because of me.
I licked her neck again, she shook in my hands even harder, mouth open moaning my name. The most beautiful view I've ever seen, i could do this over and over again.
She was breathing hard, looked at me, smiled, biting her bottom lip. climbed off my lap and just as fast as it started it ended. She left me again. Like nothing happened, left me wondering who she really is.
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Imagine (wlw, mature)
RomanceI like to write about my thoughts and feelings and turn them into stories or poems of love. Some of my writing explores the darker, more confusing side of love the obsessive, unsettling parts that people don't always talk about. Other pieces are mor...
