Author: Weirdness5678

Welcome to part two, and I’m glad to see you enjoyed the first half of this story

So after I nod yes, imposter climbs back into the backseat, which gives me a better view of his outfit. He was wearing a green shirt, with black sweat-shorts, and black vans. He also had a hat on. I don’t know why, but I find it really attractive when guys wear vans and anything sweatpants related, so this was right up my alley. I get in the back with him, and we start making out again. My arms are wrapped around him, as his hands are moving towards my chest and up my shirt. Then his kisses trail from my lips to my neck, where he sucks just enough to live a hickey for me to find the following morning. What makes this even hotter is that we had talked about hickeys on the phone, and to him that means that your his. So at this point I’m melting. Then I start moving my hands downward, and he pulls his dick out for me. I start jerking him off while we keep kissing, and eventually tell him to sit back. I jerk him off for a few more seconds, before putting him in my mouth. He just stares at me while I’m going down on him, and then I remember how much I love giving the tip attention. Read more »

Hello. I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted a story, but me and that guy broke up and I haven’t had the heart to write more of our sex stories. So this story is not about him, but someone entirely different.

So it’s Wednesday night. My now ex (we’ll call him Zeke) and I are talking about our relationship and how much needs to change before I’m comfortable getting back together with him. Zeke had been treating me horribly for the past few months, and I eventually got fed up and ended it with him. However, he wanted to keep talking while he worked on himself to get me back. I wasn’t too happy about still talking, but wanted to make him happy and give him a chance. Since we’d broken up I downloaded Tinder. He knew this and would constantly tell me his fear of me finding someone else, having my first creampie with someone else, and overall just not wanting to be with him again. I reassured him constantly it wouldn’t happen, because I genuinely didn’t think it would and wasn’t expecting it to. So as I said before, it’s Wednesday and we’re texting. He wants to call me, but I say no since I have laundry to do and he had to go soon anyway. So we said our good nights, and he went to sleep. I checked Tinder since I had just received a notification about a new match, and decided to see who it was. This guy also happened to be named Zeke, but for the sake of the story I’m calling him Imposter. That’s what my friends and I refer to him as so we don’t get confused. Read more »

I’m really glad you all enjoyed the last one, now to continue the story…

My boyfriend tells me to sit down, and he’s about to get on his knees when I’m called upstairs to help my grandmother with something. When I get back down he’s sitting on the couch, and asks if everything’s alright. I sit next to him and we start watching the movie, but all the while he starts to rub up and down my thigh. I look down, and open my legs so he has better access. Neither one of us is looking at each other, both still watching the movie, and he starts to move his hand towards the outside of my pussy. Meanwhile, feel myself getting increasingly wet. Read more »