Her name is Lay.
Years ago, when I was still in college, Lay and I was both in a creative writing class and I couldn’t help but be drawn to her.
The thing about me, I love the details and I crave as I learn. I have a very outspoken nature and I would speak up in class, so I knew the teacher well along with learning the class equally.
Lay on the other hand, was very selective with interaction. She would observe and pick her spots, which I respected. I couldn’t force anything obviously- but the peaks that I got into her character made me lust for her in a silent fashion.
One day during class, we both managed to speak up on a certain issue and challenged each other in a pretty direct fashion.
I wasn’t sure about her but even the slightest interaction, incited a riot internally. I wanted to know more, after class I spoke to her and offered a ride home.
I drove to her house and made sure that I picked her brain in the process. And the more I heard, the more was added to the list of reasons to lust.
She had wild curly hair that complimented her full lips and thick figure. Her skin was firm and she smelled so fucking intoxicating that I couldn’t help but think nasty thoughts.
As we pulled up to her residence, we kept speaking and personally I wanted more of her. The conversation prolonged for maybe another 30 mins…
At some point, I was honest about how much I was drawn to her. She smiled and had the cutest dimples, she leaned forward and as I softly latched on to her bottom lip and immediately didn’t want to stop.
She tasted phenomenal and I immediately got the need to please her. The car got so steamy, but she couldn’t stay. She had matters to attend to and I had to respect it.
I got home and couldn’t but imagine, in a perfect world… I would’ve taken her home and massaged her clit with my tongue and made her pretty ass melt.
As I continued to dive into the fantasy it got more and more vivid, I had details mentally that I couldn’t get rid of. Her small hands wrapped around my big dick, ugh I needed to see her again.
But like I told you, she is very selective with her words and interactions. She maybe seen me once or twice since, but I never got the chance to please her.
It’s been years since I’ve ran into her, but I cannot shake this the crush I had and still have for her.
I would’ve loved to sucked on her clit and made her cum so hard. Shesshhhh I wish I could shake it!!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xpnb45/crush_that_still_drives_me_crazy_mf