Hey Y’all,
Thanks for all the encouragement to finish the story of the guy I met while driving for Uber and blew outside the old Candlestick Park in San Francisco. After that dominant fun, he asked if I’d like to join him back at his place for even more fun. I was so horned up that I wasn’t about to resist.
He had a nice walk up condo close by and he didn’t waste any time once I walked into his place to get back to business. He was ordering me to lean over a desk with my boobs pressed flat against its surface. Telling me to spread my feet wide apart.
I’m sure he arranged me that way to fully expose my pussy and ass to his eyes, and his dick. He couldn’t have known how electrically charged that openness made me feel — an intoxicating mix of vulnerability, fear, anticipation, dread, and eagerness. I was so over-stimulated I nearly passed out.
He pushed a finger deep into my pussy, pulled it out, and pushed in again — all the way to the palm of his hand. He pulled out and slammed two fingers in. It could have felt good if he had been gentle, but he wasn’t.