So on to my next escapade....Josh. Now Josh was completely my type, complete bad boy look, tattoos, 6'1 of all manly yummyness. One look at him and you get that instant jello legs from the orgasm he hasn't even given you yet.
The whole story started a week prior, I go to Lake Havasu and while I'm there meet him. He just so happens to live not 30 minutes away from me. We hit it off, each leave the lake and go our seperate ways continuing to text each other. Now I'm talking 12 pages of messages in a day, we were hooked and once our texting turned into "sexting" it was even worse. The usual sexual questions, and then the more in depth ones, and then just full blown talking dirty to each other. I was more then turned on by this, by what he wanted me to do, by how he took charge and was commanding.
We decide to meet. Public Place, dinner first and if more happens it does, if it doesn't no hard feelings. We go to the Irvine Spectrum, Eat at the cheesecake factory, flirt over dinner, laugh at some absurd things about the people around us....like how many are gonna go home and just completely fuck each others brains out and how many want to but are not. We go back to my car and sit there and talk. I'm wearing no panties and made this known at the beginning of the date, and am also wearing a very very short dress. He keeps asking me well what do you want to do, and i keep answering you.
Enter Irvine P.D., YES it only gets better from here folks. Because we are sitting in the car, windows cracked, we automatically are assumed to be fucking each others brains out "I WISH!!," so the usual running of the license, plates, etc. alot of apologies for interupting our first date, etc. So then once again I take the lead and start to kiss him, freaking AMAZING kisser, Im thinking this can only get better. He tells me to start the car and let's drive into the deserted business district.
We get there and get into the backseat. Now I have a huuuuge backseat because of the kind of car I drive so we're making out and I am a very very oral person. I unbuckle his pants and to my surprise he's not wearing underwear either. (I'm also thinking OUCH, you're wearing jeans haha but it didn't seem to bother him. So I wrap my lips around him, thinking "god he's huge" and how great he's going to feel pounding into me. He's moaning and groaning and shaking like a little schoolboy and he tells me "Sit back, It's my turn." I lay back and he slowly licks up my thighs and devours me. He's licking and fingering me, and at this point I am soaked, dripping from how turned on I am. I'm almost there and he slides up and into me. I'm thinking "Ok this could still work, let him take control, pound me, grab my hair and pull it back while he slams into me."
Well this is starting to become a trend. Five minutes and he's done, he pulls out and cums on my thighs and stomach. I'm thinking damn I could have at least swallowed it!! So luckily I have bandana's wrapped around my head rest and took one and cleaned myself up. He sits there and is ranting and raving..."Oh my god, you're the best sex I've ever had, and to me it sounds like Blah Blah Blah." At this point, I get dressed, and put my front seat back to normal to kind of give him the hint I'm going to take him back. He sits there for 30 MORE MINUTES! Finally Im like I'm tired I'm gonna take us back to your car.
I drive him back to the car, and get out. He hugs and like gives me one of those tender kisses and tells me he can't wait to see me again. Not five minutes later he texts me with more rants about how great of a "fuck" I am and blah blah blah. The whole way home I'm like banging my head on the steering wheel thinking am I ever gonna find someone that can handle my submissive side? Or at least dominate me just enough so I can orgasm, because this whole being left unfulfilled SUCKS! Once again I go home, and thank god BOB is there (yes, my battery operated buddy never lets me down) which is quite sad.
.......Don't worry this isn't the last unfortunetly....
The whole story started a week prior, I go to Lake Havasu and while I'm there meet him. He just so happens to live not 30 minutes away from me. We hit it off, each leave the lake and go our seperate ways continuing to text each other. Now I'm talking 12 pages of messages in a day, we were hooked and once our texting turned into "sexting" it was even worse. The usual sexual questions, and then the more in depth ones, and then just full blown talking dirty to each other. I was more then turned on by this, by what he wanted me to do, by how he took charge and was commanding.
We decide to meet. Public Place, dinner first and if more happens it does, if it doesn't no hard feelings. We go to the Irvine Spectrum, Eat at the cheesecake factory, flirt over dinner, laugh at some absurd things about the people around us....like how many are gonna go home and just completely fuck each others brains out and how many want to but are not. We go back to my car and sit there and talk. I'm wearing no panties and made this known at the beginning of the date, and am also wearing a very very short dress. He keeps asking me well what do you want to do, and i keep answering you.
Enter Irvine P.D., YES it only gets better from here folks. Because we are sitting in the car, windows cracked, we automatically are assumed to be fucking each others brains out "I WISH!!," so the usual running of the license, plates, etc. alot of apologies for interupting our first date, etc. So then once again I take the lead and start to kiss him, freaking AMAZING kisser, Im thinking this can only get better. He tells me to start the car and let's drive into the deserted business district.
We get there and get into the backseat. Now I have a huuuuge backseat because of the kind of car I drive so we're making out and I am a very very oral person. I unbuckle his pants and to my surprise he's not wearing underwear either. (I'm also thinking OUCH, you're wearing jeans haha but it didn't seem to bother him. So I wrap my lips around him, thinking "god he's huge" and how great he's going to feel pounding into me. He's moaning and groaning and shaking like a little schoolboy and he tells me "Sit back, It's my turn." I lay back and he slowly licks up my thighs and devours me. He's licking and fingering me, and at this point I am soaked, dripping from how turned on I am. I'm almost there and he slides up and into me. I'm thinking "Ok this could still work, let him take control, pound me, grab my hair and pull it back while he slams into me."
Well this is starting to become a trend. Five minutes and he's done, he pulls out and cums on my thighs and stomach. I'm thinking damn I could have at least swallowed it!! So luckily I have bandana's wrapped around my head rest and took one and cleaned myself up. He sits there and is ranting and raving..."Oh my god, you're the best sex I've ever had, and to me it sounds like Blah Blah Blah." At this point, I get dressed, and put my front seat back to normal to kind of give him the hint I'm going to take him back. He sits there for 30 MORE MINUTES! Finally Im like I'm tired I'm gonna take us back to your car.
I drive him back to the car, and get out. He hugs and like gives me one of those tender kisses and tells me he can't wait to see me again. Not five minutes later he texts me with more rants about how great of a "fuck" I am and blah blah blah. The whole way home I'm like banging my head on the steering wheel thinking am I ever gonna find someone that can handle my submissive side? Or at least dominate me just enough so I can orgasm, because this whole being left unfulfilled SUCKS! Once again I go home, and thank god BOB is there (yes, my battery operated buddy never lets me down) which is quite sad.
.......Don't worry this isn't the last unfortunetly....
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