from the newest ghost writer- Lavender Sage!!!!!
the dress, it was tight. i think i turned around and looked at my ass in the mirror quite a few times. shit i looked good. real good. and i knew for sure i'd find something to fuck. i wasn't new to this. yea i had a boyfriend, but he is an hour away at another school. besides, he wasn't fucking me right no ways. i'll deal with him later, right now i don't wanna be bothered. he's so emotional. and clingy. ugh. not my type but i'll let that shit go later.
me and my roommates ALWAYS pre gamed, so i was pretty sure i'd be drunk enough to let go of it all by the time i got to the party. see the good thing about my roommates was that they knew how to have a good time and keep the drinks rolling. the only thing i didn't like was that they talked too damn much. see i'm very private about my shit but my room was in the front of the apartment, so i could be discreet as i pleased.
we got to the party right when it was starting to jump off. it was packed, the football and basketball team was there, but i didn't want those heauxs. i was trolling for that dick, i saw nothing that sparked an interest or wet my lips. so to the bar we go, another round. the dj was straight. the same ol tracklist as all his other parties in this small as town, but it was whatever. i'ma twerk my ass.
being that i was a bit drunker now, i can handle my liquor well, i wanted to do another troll before that last call. and that's when i saw him. he was thick, not skinny but not fat. i checked his footwork, yes the newest pair of jordan's. his levi's were nice, the cut i liked. fresh fade, nice jewelry. my height and that's pretty tall. he was there with a few guys i knew from campus so they tried their best to through him on. i didn't need all that. i thought he was pretty nice and i knew for sure that his dick in his pants was nice being that i through it back on him by "accident" trying to hear what he was saying. the basics was asked, "whats your name?" "whats your major?", you know the routine. after about 15 minutes, of playing coy, i was like fuck it, i don't want anybody see me leaving out with him when the lights came on. so i suggested that we leave and go to my apartment. i signaled off to my roommates that i was leaving and for them to ride with someone else because i "broke the heel of my shoe". their drunk dumb asses fell for it. we hopped in my little 4 door and sped off to my apartment. remember, i said discreet. i lived in a popular college town part of the city and i really didn't want anyone to see us.
i was full of patron and i've been known to act my porn star-ish ways. my bed had always been strategically placed in front of the mirror covered sliding closet, so i was excited to be starring in my own show. i locked my door. cut the lights, all except from the candle that was lit in the corner. i couldn't stand for my room to smell like sex afterwards. i laid him down on the bed and went for that thick dick i grinding on not just an hour before. he took off his jordan's then started to unbuckle his jeans. i told him to handle his watch as i handled the buckle. as i was sliding down his jeans, his dick was standing straight up to tell me hello. that excited me so much that my mouth got wet, immediately. i slid out of that tight ass dress only to reveal the lace set i bought earlier from Macy's. i stood back a bit in my drunken stuper to make a plan of attack, as big as his dick was. i had to perform right. it was a one night stand, so i always made sure to go hard as if this was my only shot at life.
while i was coming up with my strategy, he ask for me to take my bra off so he could pinch my nipples and for me to turn around so he could check my ass out in the thong i had on. all he was doing was setting himself for the perfect oscar winning performance. i pushed him back down across the bed, laid him back, placed a pillow under his head to prop it up just right so he could watch a part of the show as well. i knelt before him as if i was trying to let him see what he was about to feel in a few short minutes. a nice view in the mirror. i went down on the head of his dick, just to play with the tip. then around the crown of the head. then down the long way that lead me to the little trick i learned from a magazine my roommate was reading by the pool. i twirled my tongue around the middle, in between where his dick met and where his balls started. he moaned so loud, i thought he may have gave the signal to my neighbor on the opposite of my paper thin walls that i was fucking somebody, yet again. i barked from him NOT to cum. not just yet.
i slowly took off my now wet thong. something about being in control of giving the best head a nigga's ever had, was a true turn on to me. I grabbed the condom from the nite stand, correctly and slowly rolled it on, and climbed on top that still tall dick. i had to position myself on top to make sure i took it all. i could see his look of shock in the candlelight. true amazement. before i could get a good stride in, he smacked my ass so loud and hard that i jumped. "oh yea? that's the shit u liked huh?" i replied in a whisper in his left ear and i whipped my hair back. i caught notice of myself in that said mirror and immediately had that bad bitch mentality come through. "u got this now turn him the fuck out." i rode him until my thighs started to burn. no way was i gonna let a one nite stand cum first. thats not the rule. i cum first, who gives a fuck if u do. after a few more strides, i came. i came hard to where i shivered. he through his fist in my hair and pulled as if that was his way of saying he should be getting kudos for it. no nigga that was all me. u were just here for equipment purposes. since i was playing nice, i decided to let him cum but i told him to hurry because i was beginning to go dry. i instructed him to bend me over so i could get wet all over again. remember we're in the mirror. me being bent over in front of the mirror taking dick so hard that i'm beginning to bruise at my tramp stamp, is quite a scene. he did as he was told and beginning to do a few quick pumps to where when he did cum, he fell over on a pillow and went straight to sleep. condom still on and all.
as soon as he erupted, my roommates were placing their keys in the door. "we brought u some waffle house. we figured u were hungry!" they screamed through the door. i was so bent i was like fuck it. i'm not one to turn down free waffle house after that drunk nite. i had worked up an appetite too but i could not find the energy. i blew out the candle after a few minutes and crashed along with him. i believe his name was Rashad. i'm not sure. who gives a shit. he was a one nite stand. the next morning, i woke up to a hangover to beat the gods that was fighting the sunlight coming through my curtains. i noticed a body next to me and couldnt for the life of me remember wtf happened but we were naked, there was an open condom wrapper on the floor, and a clip on earring laid on my nite stand. i got up. slipped on some sweats and took a quick piss. i tried to make my raccoon eyes vanish before he could roll over and think he slept with a booga wolf. when i returned from the bathroom. there were awkward "good mornings" and a "where is my phone?". i made the reference of him going home. he made mentioned to getting my number but my phone was off to play on the "my phone is dead." lie i always run. i wanted him gone before my roommates or my neighbors to see who was creeping out. and then he goes "can u give me a ride? i don't have a car."
**face palm**
the dress, it was tight. i think i turned around and looked at my ass in the mirror quite a few times. shit i looked good. real good. and i knew for sure i'd find something to fuck. i wasn't new to this. yea i had a boyfriend, but he is an hour away at another school. besides, he wasn't fucking me right no ways. i'll deal with him later, right now i don't wanna be bothered. he's so emotional. and clingy. ugh. not my type but i'll let that shit go later.
me and my roommates ALWAYS pre gamed, so i was pretty sure i'd be drunk enough to let go of it all by the time i got to the party. see the good thing about my roommates was that they knew how to have a good time and keep the drinks rolling. the only thing i didn't like was that they talked too damn much. see i'm very private about my shit but my room was in the front of the apartment, so i could be discreet as i pleased.
we got to the party right when it was starting to jump off. it was packed, the football and basketball team was there, but i didn't want those heauxs. i was trolling for that dick, i saw nothing that sparked an interest or wet my lips. so to the bar we go, another round. the dj was straight. the same ol tracklist as all his other parties in this small as town, but it was whatever. i'ma twerk my ass.
being that i was a bit drunker now, i can handle my liquor well, i wanted to do another troll before that last call. and that's when i saw him. he was thick, not skinny but not fat. i checked his footwork, yes the newest pair of jordan's. his levi's were nice, the cut i liked. fresh fade, nice jewelry. my height and that's pretty tall. he was there with a few guys i knew from campus so they tried their best to through him on. i didn't need all that. i thought he was pretty nice and i knew for sure that his dick in his pants was nice being that i through it back on him by "accident" trying to hear what he was saying. the basics was asked, "whats your name?" "whats your major?", you know the routine. after about 15 minutes, of playing coy, i was like fuck it, i don't want anybody see me leaving out with him when the lights came on. so i suggested that we leave and go to my apartment. i signaled off to my roommates that i was leaving and for them to ride with someone else because i "broke the heel of my shoe". their drunk dumb asses fell for it. we hopped in my little 4 door and sped off to my apartment. remember, i said discreet. i lived in a popular college town part of the city and i really didn't want anyone to see us.
i was full of patron and i've been known to act my porn star-ish ways. my bed had always been strategically placed in front of the mirror covered sliding closet, so i was excited to be starring in my own show. i locked my door. cut the lights, all except from the candle that was lit in the corner. i couldn't stand for my room to smell like sex afterwards. i laid him down on the bed and went for that thick dick i grinding on not just an hour before. he took off his jordan's then started to unbuckle his jeans. i told him to handle his watch as i handled the buckle. as i was sliding down his jeans, his dick was standing straight up to tell me hello. that excited me so much that my mouth got wet, immediately. i slid out of that tight ass dress only to reveal the lace set i bought earlier from Macy's. i stood back a bit in my drunken stuper to make a plan of attack, as big as his dick was. i had to perform right. it was a one night stand, so i always made sure to go hard as if this was my only shot at life.
while i was coming up with my strategy, he ask for me to take my bra off so he could pinch my nipples and for me to turn around so he could check my ass out in the thong i had on. all he was doing was setting himself for the perfect oscar winning performance. i pushed him back down across the bed, laid him back, placed a pillow under his head to prop it up just right so he could watch a part of the show as well. i knelt before him as if i was trying to let him see what he was about to feel in a few short minutes. a nice view in the mirror. i went down on the head of his dick, just to play with the tip. then around the crown of the head. then down the long way that lead me to the little trick i learned from a magazine my roommate was reading by the pool. i twirled my tongue around the middle, in between where his dick met and where his balls started. he moaned so loud, i thought he may have gave the signal to my neighbor on the opposite of my paper thin walls that i was fucking somebody, yet again. i barked from him NOT to cum. not just yet.
i slowly took off my now wet thong. something about being in control of giving the best head a nigga's ever had, was a true turn on to me. I grabbed the condom from the nite stand, correctly and slowly rolled it on, and climbed on top that still tall dick. i had to position myself on top to make sure i took it all. i could see his look of shock in the candlelight. true amazement. before i could get a good stride in, he smacked my ass so loud and hard that i jumped. "oh yea? that's the shit u liked huh?" i replied in a whisper in his left ear and i whipped my hair back. i caught notice of myself in that said mirror and immediately had that bad bitch mentality come through. "u got this now turn him the fuck out." i rode him until my thighs started to burn. no way was i gonna let a one nite stand cum first. thats not the rule. i cum first, who gives a fuck if u do. after a few more strides, i came. i came hard to where i shivered. he through his fist in my hair and pulled as if that was his way of saying he should be getting kudos for it. no nigga that was all me. u were just here for equipment purposes. since i was playing nice, i decided to let him cum but i told him to hurry because i was beginning to go dry. i instructed him to bend me over so i could get wet all over again. remember we're in the mirror. me being bent over in front of the mirror taking dick so hard that i'm beginning to bruise at my tramp stamp, is quite a scene. he did as he was told and beginning to do a few quick pumps to where when he did cum, he fell over on a pillow and went straight to sleep. condom still on and all.
as soon as he erupted, my roommates were placing their keys in the door. "we brought u some waffle house. we figured u were hungry!" they screamed through the door. i was so bent i was like fuck it. i'm not one to turn down free waffle house after that drunk nite. i had worked up an appetite too but i could not find the energy. i blew out the candle after a few minutes and crashed along with him. i believe his name was Rashad. i'm not sure. who gives a shit. he was a one nite stand. the next morning, i woke up to a hangover to beat the gods that was fighting the sunlight coming through my curtains. i noticed a body next to me and couldnt for the life of me remember wtf happened but we were naked, there was an open condom wrapper on the floor, and a clip on earring laid on my nite stand. i got up. slipped on some sweats and took a quick piss. i tried to make my raccoon eyes vanish before he could roll over and think he slept with a booga wolf. when i returned from the bathroom. there were awkward "good mornings" and a "where is my phone?". i made the reference of him going home. he made mentioned to getting my number but my phone was off to play on the "my phone is dead." lie i always run. i wanted him gone before my roommates or my neighbors to see who was creeping out. and then he goes "can u give me a ride? i don't have a car."
**face palm**
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