Fucking with new Friend After breakup

Fucking with new Friend After breakup

Fucking with new Friend After breakup

It is always difficult going through a heart break. After Jay broke up with me, I was devastated and found solace in tears and whatever little liquor my body could accommodate. I spent my weekends at the local bar and chased away every man that tried to even come near me. But all that changed when I met an angel. He was charming and patient. I could not resist him. He bought me a drink and asked me to pour out my heart to him… and pour I did. He was very attentive and looked at me with caring eyes. Read this story and enjoy this couple sex story.

“Why do you think he did that?” I asked with a heavy heart. “Why do you think Jay broke my heart?”

“Because he is a douche who doesn’t deserve you” Tejas, my angel said, sending chills of appreciation down my veins. I wanted this man… I wanted this man so badly. His eyes were soft and had something magical in them. When I looked into his eyes, I saw a park with a fine garden and many amazing toys. I felt like a child once more.

“Take me home” I said to him.

My night was just getting started. I could not really think very clearly, but I knew I was happy. I was actually happy.  And most prominent of all the reasons was the man that planted himself by my side, walking me down a line of parked cars now, holding my fingers in his, as we enjoyed the quietness and cold. Finally we stopped in front of an old modeled Land Cruiser. He was romantic enough to open the door for me before he went to the other side and turned on the ignition. The vehicle cried to life, like a baby at birth.

I took one look at him and smiled. He did the same before turning his neck backwards as he reversed the car. He asked for my house address…  I told him without hesitation. We both enjoyed the beautiful tunes that the local radio station dished out.  I smiled inwardly as we slowly approach my street. We got to my apartment and he thanked me for a beautiful time. He asked for my phone digits, and once again I gave him without hesitation.

Then he said it was time to go…  I begged him to stay. He agreed. As far as I was concerned, he now had usufruct right to my heart. He had made me happy and I felt he deserved a treat. I wheedled him to have a seat in the couch next to me. We talked for a while.  I was drunk, and I knew it. But I felt I was still in control.

Soon He leaned in and planted a kiss on my lips. I shivered. I was not responsive though.  It came to me as a shock, even if I was expecting it. It had been so long. He placed his lips atop mine one more time… Then again, then again, and my lips parted. basked in the sweetness of his masculine lips. Soft and yet firm. I wanted to eat every part of him. I held his neck and crossed my leg across his, in a bid to plant myself directly on top his being. He stopped me.

Suddenly he dragged my head closer and placed another kiss in my mouth. He took off my coat, and I helped him. His hands started to move up my laps when my senses bit me. I paused; this time, I stopped him. I noticed the questions on his face. He was clearly puzzled. I got off him in my drunken state.

“Let’s not move too fast” was all I could say.

I walked towards the bedroom.  He followed closely behind me.  We got inside the bedroom and he grabbed my petite behind. I allowed him for a while, and then took his hand off. He planted a kiss on my neck and I allowed it linger. Suddenly it all felt so right. I could not tell if it was the alcohol working or just my hormones. I turned and kissed him. We kissed for a long time with his hands rummaging through my body and taking off every item of clothing that I had managed to wear for this specific purpose that Cindy had led me to.

His dick was by far bigger than Jay’s and I for once started to think that maybe Jay left me for a good reason. Maybe he left me so that I could finally enjoy all the goodies of life like this amazing dick right here in front of me. Tejas pushed me back on the bed and knelt down in between my legs. Damn… his tongue was hot. He seemed to be playing some sort of game with my pussy that only him understood as his tongue moved in motions that made me day dream of the stars.

I pushed myself into his face, wanting him to stick his tongue further in. I wanted him to taste every part of me. He lapped like a thirsty dog and when he was done, I was sure that when he tasted any food for the next three days, he would taste my pussy juice in it.

He led his dick into my warm and tight pussy, staying inside me for a while before he started to move.

My mouth parted open and all the alcohol seemed to clear from my system as I enjoyed every stroke that he made. He was really good at this. I couldn’t help but wonder if he always took girls from the club and fucked their brains out like this. What if I was just another girl to him?

Well, that did not matter for now… all I had to think about right now was the nice dick that was making this lady gasp for breath… in a gentlemanly manner, of course.