Getting My Fix
Written by Jasmine Standley
This is a continuation of my other story “Addicted to Bad” Hope you enjoy.
It had been weeks since my last sexual encounter with my friends boyfriend/baby daddy so I was just ready to forget about it and move on and I thought he was too. Apparently I was wrong about that, actually very wrong.
I believe it was a Friday night and I was at a nice little kick back with about 5 friends just drinking and have a good ol time. That was until I got a text from Mark( that's what I've decided to call him) “Asking me what I was doing?” I was determined to not text back but after many drinks and multiple texts from him I caved in, I guess you can say I get a bit horny when under the influence. I could surely tell he was drinking to because some of his text made no sense at all and some of the stuff he was saying he wouldn't ever say to my face. He said he was determined to “beat it up” and he wanted me now. I told him there was no way we could because I was staying the night at my friends house. By this point I was ready to get some so I thought of a very clever plan or so I thought. The plan was when I got to my friends and we started getting ready for bed and I lied to her and told her my cousins girlfriend texted me and told me that my cousin was drunk and needed to be calmed down and me being he's closest cousin(and I am) she believed me because I had done so many times before. To my surprise it worked and she did not question me at all.
I was nervous as hell waiting for his text to tell me that he was outside. When I finally received it I rolled over and told my friend that my cousin was here and that I shouldn't be long, she was half asleep and said that she'd keep the door unlocked. I then quietly walk out of the house, down the street and around the corner to find his car park with all the lights off. I nonchalantly walk up to the door and open it and there he is looking oh so ready to f@ck the shit out of me.
As I get in he quickly grabs me and pulls me closer while giving me a oh so luscious and passionate kiss that sends a low vibe through my whole body. Between the kissing and the ripping off of clothes he managed to say that “he's been waiting to smash since the first time we did”. As soon as those words came out of his mouth I could no longer control myself, I pulled down his pants and jumped on top and rode him like I've never rode anyone before. Meanwhile he was grabbing and sucking on my exposed breast and this only seemed to fuel me to ride even harder. Our bodys were connected, our sweat was mixing and our moans were joined as one, at that moment I was in pure bliss. As I reached my big “O” he reached down and began to fondle my cl!t and that just pushed me even faster into pure pleasure. I swear it felt like the contracting of my downstairs was never going to stop but it then began to subside and I was left on top of him panting and unable to move at all.
I leaned towards him and I just listened to his heart beat as he cradled me while still inside me. I never wanted that exact moment to pass but I knew it would. So I pulled myself off and proceeded to dress myself next to him, I was all but ready to open the door and walk my happy laid self back inside but he turned to me and ask awkwardly “well don't you want to talk?” I had no idea what he wanted to talk about so I used the excuse “ I've already been gone to long we can't do this now”
So I leaned in and gave him a kiss as if I was rewarding him for his participation and proceeded to walk back inside knowing damn well this would not be the last time I went to him for a fix.
To be continued...
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Im lying back stroking myself reading this story all over again...so hot.
Baha I play the mistress very well ;)
Thanks!
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