Anticipation

I have a date coming up….

A long evening with a complaint from the neighbors, and police intervention.

My cock isn’t hard, but I can feel in it the hint of the excitement that is available to me as my excitement grows. Oh yeah – and, earthquakes.

You want me to fuck your mind almost as much as (even more than?) you want me to fuck your face, your cunt. Well… I’m game.

She dressed for me. She did precisely as I asked. I made her cry with my hands, my belt, on her ass, and I filled her mouth with my cum. In addition to feeling my cock rest deep inside her. Want to read?

An astonishingly hot feast on a stranger’s pussy.

Anticipation is hot. Waiting? Not so much.

A year of correspondence, less than an hour together, and she left flushed. We’re both still hungry.

That moment when my cock begins to wake up — there’s nothing quite like it.

A fantasy I’d like to make real, involving a hotel bar, black dresses, boyshorts, and very specific instructions.