Ever since I saw you I knew I needed to have you. There’s only one problem, my boyfriend specifically said no.
It all started when I walked into your job for the first time. Although I didn’t have any drinks in me yet, I spotted you from across the bar. Standing tall at six-two, about two--undred sixty pounds, you were exactly what I liked and then some. I told my boyfriend that I would fuck you if I got the chance and he instantly told me to not even think about it. Knowing I couldn’t have you, my infatuation continued. Dressing a little sluttier each time I came in, I kept hoping you would notice me and flirt a little.
I remember the one night I came in dressed in a low cut, red lace top, wearing nothing underneath, tits popped out just right so you would notice, dressed to kill in a short skirt, no panties, with fishnets and thigh high boots. When I walked in your head turned and you instantly looked me up and down. I could definitely tell you liked my look for the night as you couldn’t keep your eyes off of me. After a few drinks in me, I asked your name and what you liked to do. As the night went on and the drinks were flowing, I became a little more confident than usual and started dancing seductively in the middle of the bar. This kept forcing you to look over and watch.
After all the fun was had for the night, I woke up the next morning to find a new Tinder match. Seeing it was you, I instantly got turned on, excited to see if we would exchange messages. A few hours later my wish came true… You asked for my number so we could text and get to know one another more. At first, it started off innocent then quickly became dirty. Within an hour we had already seen one another’s most intimate parts. You liked my tits, especially my piercings, and couldn’t wait to toy with them. You also couldn’t wait to see how well I took your above average cock into my mouth and tight pussy. Out of nowhere, you asked me what I was doing and if I wanted to come and hang out. Knowing that my boyfriend was at work for a couple more hours, I quickly accepted. I hopped in the shower, making sure to shave my pussy bare knowing that was exactly how you liked it. I dressed as quickly as possible, seeming to forget underwear in the process.
I arrived at your house, wet with excitement, waiting to see how the afternoon would go. At first, you played hard to get, and I could tell you wanted me to make the first move. I could feel my pussy dripping down my leg, begging to be fucked, so I straddled you, not being able to wait, sexual tension exploding through the room. Kissing quickly turned into lip biting and neck biting, which I soon realized you didn’t like when you grabbed my neck and choked me telling me I better be a good little slut and take your cock for pulling that number.
Not knowing what to expect, I started kissing down your body, slowly stripping you down, watching your cock tent in your pants, I finally got to what I had been craving for weeks and I looked up at you with fuck-me-eyes as you tore off your pants. Astonished to see you were thicker than you looked in pictures, I quickly took your head into my mouth, dying to taste the precum leaking from your head. I slowly lapped and flicked at your head and kept getting wetter and wetter…. I could tell you were getting impatient and didn’t like me teasing you, so I started caressing your balls instantly causing your cock to twitch.
