she was a fantasy a girl who wore a catholic school girl outfit to work just because she liked me, and she had overheard me telling my best friend one of my dirty secrets... she asked me out and i was stunned and shocked at a loss because this was something i had wanted to do for so long i assumed it would never happen... a million thoughtfull replies zipped through my head and fell, limp and dying at the bottom of my brain "what do you wanna do?" i asked... "you can do anything you want" she said, looking down when she spoke, then smiling, looking me dead in the eyes... at the dance club i eased two fingers in her pussy while we stood in line for drinks... she gave me head at our table in the back and we both laughed when a gay couple noticed us and whispered 'i should be so lucky'... then we were on the floor dancing to music that seemed made for us music for sex and fun and secret sex and movig bodies and sex in public and fucking anywhere and two fingers in her pussy while we stood in line and chatted with the people in front of us... she spent the night and we both slept smiling feeling like we had gotten away with something fun and vivid and living and hell, she even laughed and called me a moron when i said, i love you...
Reason for writing:
this was the single most sexually charged night of my life, the funnest time i ever had with sex...it wasnt even really freaky at all, comparitavily, but shit, it was sex that was fun and erotic and a thousand different other things....
Birth sign: Taurus
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