So as you know because of the whole human factor I tend to get nervous in front of people I have crushes on. I say nervous but I really mean giggly and blush similar to a bipolar Japanese school girl.
Last night for instance was extremely satisfying, just was more of a uphill climb.
I’m at my favorite dive feeling more melancholy than usually but not so melancholy I can’t sing karaoke. I get a text from, lets call him HipHop McJewFro, that says he might show up later. That perks me up a bit, he’s good company plus I think he’s adorable. He finally gets there and we chat forever in the bar about bad singers, Nintendo DS and why Misfits season 4 is probably shit. The bar is closing down and I should have stopped after one drink but I don’t care. We’re walking to our respective vehicles when I turn and ask “aren’t you going to say goodbye?” He turns a bit surprised and approaches me with a hug. I linger a little too long on purpose and then turn and head back to my car. As I’m cranking the engine I’m mumbling to myself like a homeless person on a train about “he’s so cute, what’s the deal, man I’d like to hit that”. I look over and of course he’s watching me, he gets out of his car and approaches mine. He asks me what I said so I tell him after a bit of cat and mouse of course. He seems slightly surprised again by the “hit that” comment but not displeased.
So he decides the conversation isn’t over so he comes around to my passenger side. I kill the engine and we talk for a couple hours about sex, my attraction for him, tumblr and sex. There are other subjects sprinkled in somewhere but I can’t quite recall them…
The talking seemed like it was coming to a close so he goes to hug me, let me preface the next bit of action with this: this was no ordinary hug. If a girl could get pregnant from a hug this one was it. He had his hands on my back and his face on my neck breathing me in like some kind of drug. I too was smelling his neck and running my hands down his back, I was trying to make a memory. We parted from each other huffing a little, the hug was intense so we hugged again. This time it felt closer each second dropped more inhibition. We parted again this time he removed my zip up hoodie, he wanted to feel my skin and believe me I wanted to feel his. He silently extracted my hoodie and asked “is that okay?” And of course I nodded.
This last hug was what did it, I could feel him squirming under me. I was secretly planting light kisses on his neck smelling his toxin. We parted again this time he had a raging hard on. I had to touch it, it was begging me to touch it. So I said “if I don’t do this I’ll be mad at myself later” and planted my hand on his cock. He was rock hard, I ran my hand up and down his crouch. I needed him inside me but I knew it wasn’t going to happen.
Did I mention at some point my bra came off? Well it did.
So he says to me “if I don’t do this I’ll be mad at myself later” he takes his hand and puts it up my shirt. I was right about him, he knew what he was doing. It felt so good and he just watched my face, it was so erotic having someone just touch you and wait for a facial response. Very Eyes Wide Shut: Car Edition.
His boner could be housed in his jeans no more so he unzipped. The kid has a good looking dick. I glided my hand up and down his shaft, his eyes rolled back in his head a little and this moan rolled from his lips. I was staring his cock down like dinner so he moved my head toward it and of course blow job unused. I was attempting to give world class head but he was one of those that needs more but my car is not that big. He was enjoying himself though, he kept saying “you’re going to make me cum” as if it were a bad thing. I kept sucking and he fucked my mouth a little which was also nice. Then he asked very tentatively “where can I cum?” I of course keep suck his dick that silent answer is clearly: my mouth, but he had to be sure. “Your mouth?” I nod and he seems to get more excited and asks again if its okay. Of course it is your whole cock is in my mouth at that point please blow your load inside of it. After a little hand action from him he was about to cum so I placed my lips around his cock and he proceeded to shoot a Gotta Have It sized load down my throat. It was epically awesome. He had the orgasm after shocks, I love those.
Then it was my turn, he was very polite and asked what he could do and I pointed his mouth in the direction of my tits. While he went to town my boobs I put my hand down my pants and went to town on my clit. I was already really wet from the mass amount of foreplay so I was ready to go. It all felt so good I had to concentrate then I could feel it coming. It felt so good, I yelled so loud I’m glad no one was around. Coming down after my orgasm was so blissful. To be honest that’s the best part of cumming the coming down part.
He asked me whether or not I would blog about it and I told him I respect his privacy, but he threw me for a loop and said “well everyone is anonymous”. Green light.
It was a good night all and all. I just hope I get a chance before this window closes to have another go at it. What I mean is I want to fuck his brains out until he doesn’t know his own name. I want to fuck him so hard the only memories he has are of my tits and my o face and nothing else. I know you’re reading this.
Bishop to pawn one.