My company sent me to Little Rock. You were the office flirt. Damn! Blonde hair, slim figure, curves and a smile that made men whimper inside. I can’t even recall the dialogue, but we made a connection. Once I returned back to Jacksonville you and I were chatting, emailing, flirting on a regular basis. It was innocent fun at this point.
I emailed you that I was coming to see you again. You told me to leave a key at the desk and you’d come see me. I did, thinking that I was wasting my time and hopes. That evening I was relaxing at the hotel and there is a knock at my door. I pull the curtain aside to see you standing there in a T shirt pulled tight against your breasts and a pair of cutoff shorts. I don’t remember telling you about my affinity for daisy dukes, but you’ve heard/remembered/guessed that I would like it. I damn well did. I open the door and you walk in planting a hot kiss on my lips (our first). Virtually you and I have done EVERYTHING, IRL, not so much. We talk awkwardly now, now computers or networks to hid our desires. We kiss passionately and run our hands over each others bodies. Damn you are perfect and I can’t get enough of you. I push my hands down your tiny shorts, past your panties and pinch your clit ever so tenderly. I nibble your ears, neck and run my mouth and tongue down to your perfect pert breasts.
I can’t get enough of you, but after a while you’ve had more than enough of teasing and foreplay. You flat out tell me do you want me or not. I ease up, grab you and carry to the bedroom. I lay you on the be and run my hands down your sides to the top of your skimpy shorts. I unbutton them slowly and tug on them as I nibble on your nibble hip bones. Your skin is flawless, tan, smooth, and wonderfully tasty. As I pull off your shorts and panties I marvel at your landing strip and the slight grool resting on your beautiful peach pussy. I run my tongue lightly between your labia and you squirm as I hold your hips and suck your clit into my mouth. I’m overcome by the sweet taste of you and my senses drink in your excitement through your scent, your motions, and your moans. As I run my tongue on the outside, then the inside of your lips, your pussy blossoms like a flower and opens welcoming me. I stab at its depths and suck in the wonderful taste of you. Wow, no matter how much you seem to enjoy this, I think I am enjoying it more.
My dick drips with precum from the taste of you. I continue circling, sucking, licking, probing your lips, your inner depths, your clit. Never resting on one thing for long and sending you over the edge. You grab my head and pull my face into your pleasure. You cum! Moaning, Squirming and shaking as I continue to lick and suck the grool form your lovely pussy. As I move up your body you pull my face to you and lick your cum from my lips and face.
,,,,,,,, more to come on this true story…. any females interested in sharing.. doing a vitual penpal continuation?
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/fxhlq9/the_scoundrel_marches_to_finish