Fantasy Fridays – Sticky In Pink

We were standing across from each other and I didn’t know what to think. I was so excited…so was he. I could feel the attraction between us, scary strong. He kills me. We only just got through the door to the house and we couldn’t stop kissing. I couldn’t help it. He face was driving me nuts. My clit is pulsing just thinking about him. It’s so fucking miserable.

Before we left to go back to the bodega together he stopped me in the foyer. We are stuck in between two doors- the front door locked and the door leading into the house wide open. My back was against the door. Zip…he pulled my pants off and pulled my blue thong down. I could hear a slight ripping sound. I did not care.

His open mouth sucked on my thigh. Then he shoved his middle finger inside of me so hard. I gasped. He laughed. He did it again and again and I was shaking. I wanted him in the worse way, even with his sister, his niece in fact half his whole family was upstairs. He got on his knees in front of me. He kissed me, he sucked on me, he finger fucked me, he just would not stop – no matter how much I begged to just go upstairs into his room behind a closed door.

Sure enough he heard something. I was mid moan- my heart beating a mile a minute. He paused from sucking my lit to listen. I heard foot steps going back towards the other end of the house. My face flushed and he laughed. It was Dionne. He had seen us.

I could hardly pull my pants up. My crotch was wet and sticky. There was nothing to do but go out of the house to the bodega. Maybe in 10 minutes we would come back in and act like nothing had happened.

Instead we kept this up all night, back and forth from the street to the house. He just continued to make me cum. I just kept letting him.

Originally entitled “tickle my pink”
Edited from entry on 05.19.01