phunkyphresh
naughty nomad
- Joined
- May 8, 2002
- Posts
- 203
few years back i met a young woman, 22, online. we matched and started sexting almost immediately. it started when i said i loved cooking, and she responded by saying she'd love to suck me, wearing nothing but an apron, while i cooked.
i am divorced (never married) with one child, 17 at the time. split households.
she came over the next night. at first it was the usual awkward first date sort of vibe, especially given the age gap. its pretty vanilla to this point, she stays the night. great foreplay, trading oral and fuck a few times, then fall asleep.
the next morning i wake to her playing with me, then sucking me. we move into missionary, then she gets excited and says do me doggy, so we do that... then she wants it up against my bedroom window, so we do that. her libido is crazy high. she says, "i just love doing it all over the house, bend me over your couch."
this goes on for another 45 minutes or so. all over my apartment, in every position you can think of. she was a freak and i loved it. such fun.
especially because all the while there was the thought in the back of my mind that my kid might random stop by my place.
i am divorced (never married) with one child, 17 at the time. split households.
she came over the next night. at first it was the usual awkward first date sort of vibe, especially given the age gap. its pretty vanilla to this point, she stays the night. great foreplay, trading oral and fuck a few times, then fall asleep.
the next morning i wake to her playing with me, then sucking me. we move into missionary, then she gets excited and says do me doggy, so we do that... then she wants it up against my bedroom window, so we do that. her libido is crazy high. she says, "i just love doing it all over the house, bend me over your couch."
this goes on for another 45 minutes or so. all over my apartment, in every position you can think of. she was a freak and i loved it. such fun.
especially because all the while there was the thought in the back of my mind that my kid might random stop by my place.