It’s been nearly six years since the “episode” between me and him. Aside from seeing him at weddings and the odd flirty message, it was like that night never happened. I put it down to drink on both sides and have tried to not think about him. It’s been hard, really hard.
I need to set the scene here so bear with me, I have to get you up to speed.
November 2019 it came to my attention that he would be turning on Christmas lights near us. I thought I would take the opportunity to take my niece to see the lights and messaged him to say to look out for us. He replied straight away saying to make sure I came and found him after.
The day came round and I had totally underestimated how busy the town would be. There was no chance of getting anywhere near him. I messaged him and said that we had to leave. Long story short, he asked where I was and he ended up coming to my sister’s house where a group of us were. He looked gorgeous but there was no chance of us being alone, all of us chatted in a group before he left.
“Thanks for coming” I messaged him.
“The pleasure was all mine, I got to stare down your top at your amazing tits” he replied.
Feeling bold, I messaged back, “Can you do more than stare next time?”
“What would you like me to do?”
“Things that we really shouldn’t”
This started hours of back-and-forth text conversation. He fancied me; he wanted to rip my clothes off and fuck me senseless. He had felt this way since he first met me and tried to get me off his mind – failed. He doesn’t want anyone to get hurt, but he can’t control the way he feels about me. He’s away a lot with work at the moment but will message when he’s back; hopefully, we can meet then?
I read the messages over and over. He fancied me, he wanted me as much as I wanted him! I finger fucked my pussy daily, reading what he wanted to do to me. A lot of texting, photos, videos, and general frustration followed – we were always in opposite places – until Jan seventeenth, 2020.
We had been messaging when he asked what I’m up to right now. I was actually sitting in the chair looking at his photos, about to make myself cum, but I don’t tell him that bit! Can I meet him? He’s in town, he needs my tits in his hands. Where can we go? I tell him he can come to mine, everyone is out and won’t be back for a few hours.
“Too risky,” he says, “we can drive somewhere.”
I rush upstairs to change, making sure my underwear has easy access and I drive the ten minutes into town to meet him. I park at the train station; I watch him walk towards the car; I’m so nervous. God, he’s so fucking fit! He climbs into the passenger seat, and we only just manage, “Hi,” before our tongues are down each other’s throats. His hand moves to my tits and he searches out my nipple, which is fully erect through the thin vest I had worn, on purpose. He takes my hand and puts it on his cock;
“You drive me insane, feel,” he says.
Sure enough, he is rock hard. I’m suddenly aware we are in the train station car park in our home town on a busy Friday night and anyone could see us.
My hands are shaking as I think about where we can drive, where it’s quiet, and, most importantly, we won’t be disturbed. We find a lay-by near my house, by a park; it’s quiet. I stop the car and turn to him.
“I’m going to make you cum” he tells me as his hands go up my top. He quickly seeks out my nipples pulling them, whilst kissing my neck. I’m a little conscious someone might see, but that’s soon forgotten when he removes his hands to undo his jeans and take his cock out.
Holy Shit! That’s a lot bigger than I remember! I waste no time wrapping my hand around it and start wanking him.
We are kissing, he’s biting my lip, one hand still teasing a nipple he moves his other hand under my skirt. I’ve got the smallest pair of panties on. I’m soaked; I can feel the wetness on my thighs and my clit is already throbbing. He touches me and I moan, I can’t help it, after all this time; he breaks off to look at me.
“You’re soaked! God, that’s fucking sexy, I love it! “ he says as he starts to rub my clit faster. “ Cum for me, you naughty girl”
With my nipple being played with, my hand round his cock, and those eyes staring into me, I come undone and cum all over his fingers.
“Good girl,” he says, “I’m not stopping; keep cumming. You deserve this”.
I’m trying to play with him, but he keeps pulling back from me, relentless, though, in rubbing my clit. My body is in a heightened state of arousal, and I want to get my mouth over his cock. I look at him as I reach for him once more. With my hand gripping his cock, I lower my head down to take him.
His cock is so wide I struggle at first. I lick around the top and run my tongue up and down, wetting it so I can try and stretch my mouth round. He moans as I do so.
“Oh, god, please put your lips around me. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this,” he says.
I’m struggling to take his cock in deeply, he’s just so big.
“Let me play with those gorgeous tits while you suck me,” he says as he pulls them out of my top.
My mouth is stretched as wide as I can and I’m using my hand as well; he moves one hand to my hair and starts pulling it, causing me to moan.
“God, yes! You like that? “ he asks me. I moan again as he pulls harder. He pulls my head up.
“I’m going to cum if you carry that on; you turn me on so much”, he says.
I’m sitting in my car. My tits exposed, skirt over my waist, thong pushed aside, dripping wet, whilst this gorgeous man has his fingers in my pussy and his mouth on my tit. I’ve never been so turned on in my life.
“I want to fuck you so much. I want to be buried in your pussy with your tits in my face, will you let me? “ he asks as his thumb rubs my clit again.
“Yes, yes, I want that so much,” I tell him as I cum again all over his fingers.
He kisses me, stops, and looks into my eyes. I run my hand over his cheek. God, he’s fucking gorgeous. Why is he here? Why me? He could have any woman he wanted.
“I want you and I will have you, “ he tells me as if he’s reading my mind.
Checking the time I realise I have to get home. As I drive him back to town his hand doesn’t leave my leg.
I stop the car and he kisses my cheek.
“The pleasure was all mine,” he says. “I’ll see you very soon”.
He opens the door, turns back to me, kisses me hard, and shuts the car door.
What the fuck am I doing?
