OOH LA LA! VALENTINE’S DAY
SPECIAL!!!!
Who breaks up with anyone a
week before Valentine’s Day?
Here I was thinking after two
years of loving each other he
would pop the question but
instead he broke up with me….
To hell with him! I’m going out
with my girlfriends to have fun
and I’m going to fuck anyone
who wants to fuck me. That’s
that.
After all that thought of having
fun I forgot Valentine’s Day was
on a Thursday. None of my girls
wanted to go out on a Thursday
so I got screwed sitting at home
with my thoughts on him. I
thought he was my last bus stop.
The question I kept asking myself
is where do I begin but I got
interrupted by a knock on my
door.
I got up and I went to my door,
opened it and there was no one.
I walked out to look well because
the steps where just right by my
door and there was no one. Then
I mistakenly step on something.
A flat box? I wondered for a
minute what it was… it looked
like a sophisticated underwear
box. Was it mine? If it was, who
would give this to me?
I opened it and I saw lacey boy
shorts. They had a tie up string at
the butt area, looked like shoe
laces. There was a note:
Wear me please.
Signed, W.
I was utterly confused. Who
was… and then it hit me… I called
out his name.
“William, come out.”
I heard footsteps and he
appeared from the steps. He had
climbed upstairs. I was mad!
How dare he beg me with a
pant?! This is what is had
become? I was soooo pissed.
I flung it at his face as he tried to
hug me. He scrambled to pick it
up and I walked into my
apartment and slammed the
door. He kept knocking.
“Please let me in” he begged.
“Baby, I’m sorry. Please!”
“NO!” I didn’t want him or his
stupid underwear. I was fighting
tears now because he broke my
heart. He hurt me. Breaking up
with me for no reason! It was
unacceptable!
“PLEASE JUST HEAR ME OUT!” and
my little sex starved conscience
was pushing me to just let him in
but I didn’t want the neighbours
to start looking out their
peepholes so I opened the door,
dragged him in and slammed the
door shut.
“You have 30 seconds.”
He gets on his knees and hands
me the underwear.
“Please say yes.” Yes? To wearing
underwear… this motherfucker…
I took the underwear from him
and slapped him hard with it and
he yelps. I look at his face, he is
light-skinned so I see a blood
shot scar. Damn!
“I’m so sorry.” I kneel down next
to him. “I am so sorry”
“Ow!” as I touched it.
I looked at the underwear
examining it and then I saw it. I
looked at him and he looked at
me.
“I figured if it was a ring box you
would have figured it out quicker
so…”
“You broke up with me…” I
whispered.
“I figured it would make this
more of a surprise. And I really
was hoping you would wear
that. Well, the underwear too.”
I knew William to be a hopeless
romantic but this was too far.
What if I had killed myself
because of heartbreak… he did
all this just to propose.
I take the ring of the strings on
the underwear and I slip it on my
finger. I looked at him.
“You are sooooo getting fucked
tonight.”
I stretch to lock the door and
then I kiss him. My kiss literally
pushed him to the floor on his
back. He intensified the kiss, his
tongue looking for something in
my mouth and mine wrestles
with his. What a man, proposing,
he is my last bus stop.
I straddled him while I pushed
myself up and I ripped his shirt
open with my hands.
“Wow, how horny are you?”
“Right now,” I looked at him like
he was my prey “I would fuck
you till morning.”
He pushes me off him and stands
up.
“Fuck me till morning huh?”
He lifts me over his shoulder and
I giggle. I slapped his ass and he
slaps mine harder. He flings me
on the couch and he rips my
night shirt up.
“Shit! I loved this shirt!”
“I loved mine too.”
He takes my mouth so hard I felt
like I could feel my blood
pumping in my lips. I struggled
to take off the rest of my shirt
while he took off his pants and
boxers. We were both naked; I
just couldn’t wait for him to drive
into me. He used his already hard
dick to feel on my pussy and the
tip rubbed on my clit.
“You are so fucking wet.”
“Please” I begged. We hadn’t
seen for a week and naturally, in
7 days we fuck at least 7 times.
It’s that serious unless we are
not in town.
“Why are you begging?” he
whispers in my ear, his dick still
rubbing on my sex and my hips
trying to push up so my pussy
can connect with his dick but he
denies me.
“I want to love you slow babe.”
He kisses my neck all the way to
my ears, my spot. I try to resist
him but my ears are just too
sensitive and the feeling is so
damn good… he wants slow I’ll
give him slow too. I pushed him
by surprise and he just let me. I
straddled him again and I kissed
him. He grabbed my breasts
pulling my nipples in between his
index and middle finger.
“Ah” he knew how sensitive they
are.
I slapped his hands off and took
his nipple in my mouth. I sucked
and bit a bit and then I took the
second one. I kissed down his
belly… he wasn’t ripped with a
six pack but I was happy with
what I was working with. I
kissed his navel and I heard him
suck his breath in. I kissed all
around his dick but not his actual
dick. He inhaled so loud, I
thought he wanted slow…
“I get your point, tease…” and
with that satisfying confession I
take his whole dick into my
mouth. I went up and down with
my head then I fit his whole dick
till I felt it in my throat. He held
my shoulders and moaned.
“Babe…” I took his dick out of my
mouth and I lick the tip and he
shudders, he grabs my arms and
lifts me up with so much force
into the corner of the room, he
places me on the wall.
“I thought you wanted slow,
romantic?” I laughed with so
much passion because my
craving for him was so intense.
“Slow, you said till morning, I
figured slow would come after
this.”
I try to wrap my legs around his
waist but instead he lifts me,
hooking his arm under my legs.
As I balance on the wall he rams
into my openness hard and in
need. I held the wall for support.
Oh my!!!!
He took his dick out and
slammed it back into me.
“AH” I cried in pleasure, I didn’t
know make up sex could feel so
much more. This was a magical.
He kept moving into m, I
wrapped my hands around his
neck, nails digging into his back,
he kept thrusting hard into my
pussy, and I couldn’t control it
anymore…
“Let go!” he commanded. I did, I
let it all go, I was shaking, every
nerve in my body was electrical, I
was releasing so hard.
He let my legs go and I feel on
the floor. He sat on the chair and
looked at me…
“Fuck me.”
I used all my strength to get off
the floor and I climbed over him,
both legs on the side of the chair
and I slowly eased myself down
on him but he pushed his hips
up, hard.
“Fuck!” I screamed.
With that there was nothing slow
about this anymore. This wasn’t
romantic sex anymore, this was a
hard fuck. I used my toes to
support my movement. Up and
down, up and down.
He took his thumb and massaged
my clit.
“Come on babe, make me cum”
I wanted him to feel what I felt
about 5 minutes ago. That
release, the feeling of everything
great… I increased my pace. My
butt kept slapping his laps, the
noise was sexy. He held my waist
and aided in my moving up and
down.
“That’s right baby, don’t stop.” I
looked him in the eyes; he didn’t
look elsewhere but my eyes too. I
could feel him getting there and
it made me want to release
myself too. Oh baby… I needed
him to cum for me. I moved
faster as I held his face.
“Yes, right there!” he grunted
out. Yes baby…
He took his mouth to my nipple
and he gave it a bite, the pain,
the pleasure… I dug my nails into
his shoulders and with that we
both screamed out the orgasm.
He didn’t let go of my waist, he
kept cuming and still pushing
himself into me with his hands
tight on my waist. The orgasm
was never ending, my ass still
slapping on his thighs, I couldn’t
move myself and a squirt came
out of me and I pushed myself
off him and fell on the floor.
He fell on top of me and used the
tip of his dick to rub on my clit
and the squirting went on and
on. I tried to run but he held my
legs tight…
“Please let me go!” I kicked my
legs out of his hands and I fell
flat on the floor. He fell right next
to me.
“I thought you wanted to do this
till morning.”
“I do but can you handle it?” I
say breathing very heavy.
“Give me 30 minutes.”
I laughed; I knew he would say
that.
