The recent National Red Head day had me thinking of an ex, Erin, and I wanted to share another story.
I lived not too far from a Chinese restaurant/bar/lounge and would frequent there for bad fried food and too strong mai-tais.
Because it was the only place open on days like Thanksgiving and Christmas, it became a go-to for the degenerates that weren’t spending time with family.
I had gone to my family’s Thanksgiving festivities, but those were usually finished by 5 PM. After a quick nap, I decided I was bored at home and went to the bar.
Erin started texting that she was on her way back to the city and wanted to come over, at which point I updated her to my location and she decided to join me.
The crowd in the place was a mix of 20 & 30-somethings, old men with nowhere else to go, some local shift workers, and the college kids that didn’t go home.
We ended up doing Scorpion Bowl races with a pair of college kids, and then karaoke. As it approached midnight, we were sloppy and making out in a booth. I’ve mentioned it in other posts, but Erin gets very wet, very quickly. To the point that my hand creeping up her thigh encountered a wet spot on her leggings.
I said a few cheesy Thanksgiving puns about want to stuff her and and be basted with her juices, and we made an exit. After a ill-decided choice to drive, we were in my kitchen where I pulled down those leggings and soaked panties. Her over sized sweater stayed on and I bent her over the breakfast bar.
From there we fucked for almost 90 minutes, with some breaks for water and slowly moving to the living room couch, then floor, and finally the bed.
My most vivid memory of the night was fucking her from behind in the kitchen, thumbing her asshole, and looking at the juices running down her thigh and covering my junk. I pulled out at one point and squeezed my dick like a tube of toothpaste, covering it in her grool. I started licking my fingers, then she started, commenting how wet I make her, and then proceeded to lick everything off my cock before we went to the couch for her to ride me.
The hangover the next day was unbelievable, but the night was worth it.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9us1pa/mf_sloppygiving
And you sir, are well-versed in the art of writing smut.