“And I’d throw them back,” he grumbled. “Look, it’s a complicated story.”
“I’ve got time,” I said.
He sighed. “Well, I have a habit of picking the wrong woman. It seems that trouble always finds them, I get in the middle of it, and when it’s over she either leaves me to move on with her life or we try to make it work and it ends up being a nightmare. It’s hard to explain unless you’ve been there.”
“I guess,” she said. “But I wonder what makes you pick the wrong women? Women like me.”
“I wasn’t saying you specifically,” he said.
“Well, you didn’t really have to. I can read between the lines and it’s true that I am coming to you with a lot of baggage. But if you’ve been hurt before then I can see why you would want to avoid this.”
“It’s not against you. It’s in general, but you do fit the stereotype I’m trying to avoid for my life.”
“Wow, that’s what a girl wants to hear right after,” I laughed.
He shook his head and gave a hearty chuckle as well.
“So, you don’t think something like this could ever really work out?” I asked. I was really curious and I have to admit I was feeling pretty vulnerable at the moment. And I was still somewhat horny. The two seemed to go together for me.
“I don’t know. I never say never in my life, even when I swear to myself that something will be a never. Life is too unpredictable. I grew up an army brat. So, it was kind of instilled in me that I would be moving around a lot and I should never get too comfortable with the way that things are. They can change on a dime. Your dad comes home one day and says you’re moving. Then a few days later you are gone to start a new life. That keeps happening. Eventually you just stay friendless since you know it’s going to change anyway soon.”
“That’s rough. That kind of explains quite a bit about you.”
“Thanks,” he said.
He reached over and pulled the cover softly that was covering my breasts. I was exposed for him once again. I saw the light in his eyes as he watched them. I loved to watch him watching me.
I reached down and felt for his cock. I quickly found it. I pulled the covers from over it and let it shine in the open air. It was so huge. I could barely fit my hands around hit. I grabbed it with both hands as if I was choking up on a pole I was about to climb and I began to move my hands up and down on the cock. It looked like I was sandwiching his cock between my hands. He moaned softly. I pulled on his prick, massaging it from bottom to top and then when I reached the head I pulled a bit more so that it would jerk from his body. He groaned as I jerked on it and then I released into the massaging hand motion. I could tell it felt amazing for him.
I held his cock with my right hand and then I used the palm of the other hand to massage the head. His eyes were rolling back in his head as I went to work on him. He loved the way this felt and that turned me on. I was so wet. I wanted his cock deeply inside of me. I needed it so badly.
I licked my lips and hovered my mouth over top the head. It was large, perfectly shaped and a little bulbous. I manipulated the skin to open the hole more, looking at it and breathing into the hole just right. I licked my lips once again and before he knew what hit him I was swallowing his cock inside of me. I pressed my head down as far as I could, opened my throat muscles wider, and edged him inside. I had his full dick in my mouth. I couldn’t believe it. And I couldn’t believe how good this tasted. It felt so sweet, so powerful to have his dick in my mouth.
I swallowed him down hard as I moved my head. I was taking him fully in my mouth on every single stroke of my head. My throat muscles were working like crazy, swallowing and gliding along the edge for him. I knew that had to feel good. When I got to the root of his cock I sucked hard as could be and then I slowly released him as I pulled the prick out of my mouth. I slobbered hard on the tip and then I began to swallow him again. I loved the feeling of having this much control over how good someone else feels.