He Called me because the Pussy was so Good. (Confession)
A couple of weeks ago, I slept with a guy. It was fun, but he seemed more into it than most guys would. Even after we were done, he kept telling me how good I felt. He even stayed and hugged with me, and the next morning he made me breakfast. I thought that was the end of it.
So, around midnight last night, I got a real phone call. When I heard this man, I thought he might be asking for help after a plane crash. He told me that he was going crazy without me and could only think about how good I made him feel. He said he was only going to stay with me for one night, but now he wants to see me again, so can he come over?
I said yes, of course! As soon as I opened the door, he jumped over the threshold, grabbed me, and kissed me. He was so hungry that he grabbed me like I was the first food he had seen in years. In fact, he picked me up, held me in his arms, and pushed me against my kitchen counter. This must have been how wives felt when their men came home after years of war. I turned red from how hard he touched me, and soon my legs were apart and his pants were being opened.
He fucked me on the kitchen counter. It was so loud that it could wake the dead that I was shitting the floor all over the place. He fucked me while holding my waist and never took his eyes off of me. He was so honest the whole time, which made it even stranger and more wonderful. There is no teasing, just real emotion.
I jumped up on the counter and twitched and tensed up as I hit his cock. You should have seen him pick me up off the counter and carry me to the bedroom, where he dropped me on the bed. During that time, he took off all of his clothes while I moved around in mine. He climbed into bed with me and didn't get up until morning. He kissed me, touched me, and caressed me all over. He sucked on my breasts, toyed with my pussy, and ate me alive.
He couldn't stop eating!
I had to stop having orgasms because I was so tired between the fourth and fifth one.
I could tell he was still a spring because he got me water and held me close while I rested. When we started up again, he fucked me even harder.
By the time the sun came up, there was cum dripping out of every hole in me, and his handprint was firmly set on my behind.
He even made me food again. He can come over and enjoy this pussy whenever he wants because a good fuck and a nice breakfast is a great deal.
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