As Maria and I ascended the steps from the tube up to the train station, we surfaced into a bustling crowd. Before I could pull out my phone, I spotted Freya not ten paces away. She was lovely, even prettier than her photos and sporting the suitcase we had talked so much about.
"There she is," I said. It was on, and all three of us smiled. (Maria as she reads this: I said that first!)
It had been an entire week of not having any sex (which is a long time nowadays for me). I was hungry for cock. I needed it. I needed to be filled and fucked. After begging and pleading with Pornstar Penis to find time in his schedule, I finally got an opportunity yesterday afternoon.
As soon as I walked into his house, I said hello and grabbed his shirt to pull him to me so I could kiss him. Knowing how eager I was, he unzipped and pulled down his pants. Then he pressed on my shoulder for me to get on my knees and suck him.
Me: At the time, I was 18, at the end of my senior year in high school, 5'5, long brown hair, brown eyes, tan, toned body, 34c tits, a thick round ass, and a big bush on my mound (no hair around my lips or holes).
I've recently gotten some requests to repost this story. I posted it from this account about a year ago, but it seems to have disappeared. I think it was due to a grammatical edit I tried to make recently and change of tagging requirements in the title since the original posting date. Anyways, here it is:
A couple days after we first became a couple, Karen asked if I wanted to stay over at her apartment that weekend. She lived in a two-bedroom, on-campus apartment on the tenth floor of her building with three other girls. All three of her apartment mates lived within two hours away from campus and it just so happened that Karen had the whole apartment to herself for the weekend. Seeing how my own apartment would be filled with a bunch of jackasses for the weekend (I kid. I love those guys.), I was more than happy to pack and plan for a weekend at Karen's.
