2020 WAS GONNA BE ALRIGHT … [Mf]

Ray had been in a funk. 2019 just wasn’t what he thought it’d be, even though he’s not the type to blame the physical *year* on his problems. But in 2019, he did. He kept saying, I can’t wait for this shitty year to end. And then, it did. And on New Years Day, January 1, 2020, something incredible happened.

His phone buzzed. It was from a woman he’d hooked up with just a few days ago named Elle. She was 23. He was 35. And even though he didn’t know the age difference was so drastic, it wouldn’t have stopped him from fucking her. They met in a bar. She was drinking an old fashioned, which he thought was a bold drink for a 23 year old woman, since most drank cheap watered down beer or sugary drinks. She caught his eye.

They started chatting. One thing lead to another and soon, she was inquiring about his antique collection.

“Maybe one day you’ll see them,” he said, not wanting to be too bold and presumptuous.

“One day, huh …” Elle said.

“One day,” Ray said. “Or tonight, if you want …”

“I want,” Elle said.

He paid for their drinks, they headed outside and started walking.

“Where’s your car?” She asked.

“At home.”

“Where’s your home?” She asked.

“Right there,” he said, pointing to the new condos that just finished construction a few months ago. She knew right away that Ray was a rich man. Those condos sold fast, and at full asking price. They were exquisite. She knew, since her mother was a realtor.

They took the elevator upstairs. He held a key card against the elevator button and when the elevator opened, they stepped directly into his apartment. It was masculine. Minimalist. Sexy.

“Come on in,” Ray said.

“Wow,” she said. “Your front door is your elevator?”

“Mm-hmm,” he said. “Main selling point right there.”

“Goddamn, that gives me a boner,” Elle said, laughing.

Ray laughed too. And then he pulled her in and kissed her. They stumbled to the sofa. He ripped her top off. He pulled his shirt off, exposing his muscular upper body. Elle kissed his neck. He nibbled her ear. He kissed her neck, sucked her nipples, kissed her flat stomach. He undid her pants. Pulled her panties down. She was breathing rapidly, shaking, trembling with anticipation.

“Please,” she whispered, her voice shaking.

Ray slid her panties down. She scooted her butt up into the air and stepped one leg out. They were too busy to fully undress her. He kissed her thighs. Her pussy was dripping wet. He licked up her juices. Her body was covered in goosebumps. She wanted his tongue on her so badly.

“Pleeeease,” she begged.

Ray took her lips in his mouth and sucked. Elle arched up, moaning, squeezing her nipples. He slid a finger inside of her and tongued her clit. She was drenched. Absolutely soaking wet. He fingered her, faster and faster, hearing her gushy soaking wet pussy fill up. She was on the verge of cumming. He took her clit in his mouth and sucked. Her leg shook and then … she stopped.

Had he lost her? Was he close? Frustrated, he kept at it, sucking her clit.

She shook and trembled. Her legs wobbled. She breathed heavier and heavier and then … nothing.

Again? He thought. Shit. He kept trying and trying. And she kept getting closer and closer. And then, finally, she suggested they move to the bedroom. Thing is, Ray was a pussy eating machine. Every woman he’d ever been with raved about his skills. So either he’d lost his mojo or they’d all been faking.

He and stood up. Elle took her pants off and they made their way to his bedroom. He ordered her to get between his legs and put his cock into her mouth. She took him into her mouth, sucking slowly, gagging, retching, coughing, spitting, moaning as she slurped and gagged and slurped and gagged some more.

“God that’s good,” he moaned as she ran her tongue up and down his cock. “So good.”

“Deeper?” She asked.

“Mm-hmm,” Ray moaned.

“AUUUUGH!” Elle gagged as she struggled to take every inch of him. She bopped up and down on his cock. It was wet, slicked with saliva.

“Do you want to fuck me?” She asked anxiously.

“I do,” he said.

She crawled forward, presenting her ass to him. He got on his knees behind her, hands on her hips, and slid inside. She was tight. She was drenched. Soaking wet.

“Wow,” he moaned. He began to pump in and out. Elle’s cunt ran down her thighs. She was soaking wet. He slammed in and out of her. Faster and faster.

“Yesss,” she whispered.

He held on tight and began to pound, faster and faster. Deeper and deeper.

“Your cunt feels so fucking good!” Ray shouted.

He fucked her from behind, running his finger over her asshole. She tensed up, anxiously. He smirked and continued to fuck her pussy. He fucked her faster and faster until he couldn’t take it anymore.

“Where do you want me to cum?” He asked.

“Um … my back?” She whispered anxiously.

Ray pulled out and exploded, shooting massive loads of cum onto Elle’s ass and back. She giggled as she felt his warmth shoot onto her. He groaned and arched back as he kept exploding, pumping thick cum onto her.

“Yessss, fuckkkk!” He shouted, grunting as he slapped his still hard cock against her ass.

“Wow,” Elle whispered. “You … you came on my HAND! That was … a lot.”

He laughed and grabbed a tissue box from the nightstand and wiped up his cum. She moaned as he cleaned her up.

He laughed and remarked that he had actually got some cum on her pillow and headboard, too. She giggled, flipped over and rubbed her pussy.

“I’m gonna hop in the shower,” she whispered.

They made out a little longer after she showered and then she picked up her clothes and got dressed.

“Well, that was fun,” she said. “So … I’ll call you?”

They exchanged numbers, kissed once more, and then parted ways. They continued to text for a few days until January 1, 2020, when Ray’s phone buzzed. It was a text from Elle.

“I have a … strange question,” she asked.

“I love strange questions,” Ray said.

“Do you have … like … any feedback for me?”

“Feedback?” He asked, caught off guard.

“Like, in bed? I’m really inexperienced,” she said.

“I thought you were great. I was actually curious … did you cum? From the oral?” He asked.

“Oh my god, like … five times! It was great.”

YES! Ray shouted out loud.

“Ah,” he texted. “Then my one note would be to tell me. Because I had no idea. I thought you were close and closer and then … nothing.”

“Ohhh,” she said. “I’m sorry! I will tell you next time. Any other feedback? I want to be good in bed. Like a dirty slut. But I’ve only had sex twice. There’s SO much I want to do. But I’m too timid. Would you show me?”

“Of course,” Ray said. This was the moment he’d been waiting for his entire life. A young, mature, sexually inexperienced woman to show up on his door and ask him to turn her into a slut. He was beaming with confidence and happiness.

“For the record, you’re a total babe. You’re beautiful and funny and interesting. And your body is amazing. You give great head, you’ve got a super wet pussy, too. But we can definitely experiment and I can show you some things. What is on your list?”

“I mean, I want to do some butt stuff? I think. I want to try it, at least. And I’ve never swallowed cum. And I’ve never gotten a facial and honestly, I’m a little afraid. But also super curious. Do you think it would be all right if we just made a sex to do list and make our way through it? I trust you. I want you to show me all of these things …”

Ray put his phone down, smiled and thought, 2020 was going to be the best year ever.

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