My phone buzzed and a text flashed across the screen. “You want to hangout?” Mind you, it was like 3 o’clock in the afternoon.
Haha, “hangout”. Now I met this guy on Tinder and had talked to him for like 2 days (I was looking for fun, not to get dead lol). I also knew what “hangout” meant, and I love it. Only problem was, he wasn’t the only fella I’d chatted with in the last 3 days and my pussy had literally just taken the best pounding of my life. It’s the first time my recently not virgin pussy had been sore after fucking too. I told myself I’d use these last couple weeks in this God forsaken state to experiment with… less vanilla sex. My noon-time fun wasn’t real rough, but that hour surely did not disappoint either.
I do love dick and I felt sort of bad for leaving this guy hanging, so I didn’t. He seemed like he’d be fun. I told him that I’d already had my fun for the day and offered him a blowjob. Making a man cum is always fun, but I really didn’t know if my tight little slit could handle any more that day.