Straight Female / 39
I Think I Found What I've Been Looking For
When I was 16 I was in a car accident. I have a noticeable limp, and my lip is scared. I work in supply chain for a plastics company. I'm single, never met a man who wanted to date me. I took a cruise to Mexico and got a little more than drunk and woke up beside a man from Cleveland, Ohio. 22 years older. He was my first. Over the next several years I went on a cruise once a year. I learned how to be nice to older men, I never asked if they were married or not, I never cared. It was for me, not them.
During this pandemic I met a man one Sunday morning at the diner I go for breakfast. He wanted to talk. He was nice enough, and I was lonely enough and I let him pick me up. We went to his place, an apartment in a high rise with a view of the city skyline. I let him fuck me. I wanted to leave, it was over. But he wasn't over. He had a surprise for me. A girl. She was an unemployed cashier at a used book store, with a black widow spider tattoo on her face. Early twenties. He told me he wanted to watch me eat her.
Nothing you read, nothing you watch on your computer prepares you for a naked pussy open for you. I remember her smell, it was overpowering. I looked at him, her open pussy and I went down. Her insides were so soft and tender, her clit hard, her vagina leaking juice like no tomorrow. She liked it, I could tell. I liked it, she felt it too. I stopped and looked into her eyes, kissed her on the lips and told her to settle down. I went down on her and ate her until she shook and came.
The man gave me 50 dollars. I'm not a whore, but I took the money. My first girl. She lives with me know, I get all the pussy I want. I'd rather sleep with her in my arms than some horny old man. She's a woman's girl, not a man's. And for now she's my girl. My pussy. I am not saying I'm sure but I'm thinking I always wanted a girl, but didn't know it.
During this pandemic I met a man one Sunday morning at the diner I go for breakfast. He wanted to talk. He was nice enough, and I was lonely enough and I let him pick me up. We went to his place, an apartment in a high rise with a view of the city skyline. I let him fuck me. I wanted to leave, it was over. But he wasn't over. He had a surprise for me. A girl. She was an unemployed cashier at a used book store, with a black widow spider tattoo on her face. Early twenties. He told me he wanted to watch me eat her.
Nothing you read, nothing you watch on your computer prepares you for a naked pussy open for you. I remember her smell, it was overpowering. I looked at him, her open pussy and I went down. Her insides were so soft and tender, her clit hard, her vagina leaking juice like no tomorrow. She liked it, I could tell. I liked it, she felt it too. I stopped and looked into her eyes, kissed her on the lips and told her to settle down. I went down on her and ate her until she shook and came.
The man gave me 50 dollars. I'm not a whore, but I took the money. My first girl. She lives with me know, I get all the pussy I want. I'd rather sleep with her in my arms than some horny old man. She's a woman's girl, not a man's. And for now she's my girl. My pussy. I am not saying I'm sure but I'm thinking I always wanted a girl, but didn't know it.
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