>I can tell she's getting hot again
>I whisper her name into her ear and lift her up, her butts resting on Solid snake and her legs are wrapped aroud me
>I walk her to my bed and lay her down and Im now resting on top of her while we're still making out
>We keep on making out and its getting more intense as the minutes go by
>She starts grinding her hips against my dick and the feeling was only comparable to beating KH1 for the first time
>I roll over so she's completly on top of me, her hair falling down onto my face. It smelled like childhood crushes and strawberrys
>PLEASE DON'T FALL INTO FULL LUST MODE.
>IM TRYING MY BEST BUT IM ALSO NOT TRYING TO DIE FROM SENSORY OVERLOAD
>Her hand starts exploring down my frame
>It creeps lower and lower and I'm so afraid I might cum from pure anticipation
>She pulls away from me for a second. All I could think was "NOOOO, she's leaving"
>Her hazel eyes are staring so deep into mine and I start getting lost in them. Every bit of her stare was so warm and inviting, she couldve asked me to anything and I would've obliged without hesitation
>Her lips lift into a smile and I feel her fingers wrap right around the base of my dick
>She starts playing with Solid snake again and I couldve died at that very moment and have been happy
>I didnt mention, but i could tell her it was her first time from her grip and how clumsy the handjob was, but shit its still my favorite hj to this day
>She starts slow, still looking me in the eyes. i can tell she's teasing me
Hey, you fucking idiots
anddddd we need more bumps if you dont want me to 404
lowkey surprised by the fact that people still remember me and people like the story.
>I lean my head back and let out a breath(more of a self-esteem boost for her so she thinks her first handjob is godlike)
>The second I do, I feel her free hand pull my face to hers.
>The moment I feel her tongue, her grip gets tighter and her rhythm starts getting faster
>I'm trying my best not to lose myself, but holy shit, this entire moment is so sureal and carnal
>Her hand keeps on stroking me at the same pace, but now I can feel her rubbing her pussy against me through her pants.
>HOLY FUCK
>I'm losing myself to lust again and I DONT GIVE A FUCK
>I roll her off me so shes laying on her back.I'm mounting her and solid snake is still rubbing up against her box
>!
>I lift her shirt and bra and immediately start sucking on her tits. to this day im still in love with her boobs, she's a smaller b cup but her nipples are blonde(i guess that would be the way to describe it, they arent pink. Dirty pillows?) and its so satisfying when I'm sucking on them
>She's moaning so loud
>I havent stopped thrusting against her pussy
>My dick is literally drenching her black pants with precum
>I need to taste her
Hurry up ya cunt
>All I can think about is how delicious she must taste right now and I want every bit of wetness against my tongue
>I start kissing her neck and working my way down.
>I stop at her belly button, which is pierced, and start running my tongue against it
>She's fucking loving it and arches her back against my bed
>I grab her hips for leverage and pull her closer.
>My tongue is rolling against her stomach and I'm doing it painfully slow, just to torture her for all the times she did the same to me before
>My hands start working the button on her pants
>I honestly would've ripped them off at this point
>She notices and pulls my head closer to her pussy as I start taking her pants off
>She's only in her thong (sidenote: if D wasn't cute enough, she was wearing a thong with a lightbulb on it that said "turn me on". She knew)
>My fingers reach into the lace of the thong and as they start sliding off...D's phone rings
>its fucking V
>D immediately pushes me off and answers the phone. I guess she was so into it she lost track of time and her responsibilities hit her back all at once.
>I can hear V screaming at D over the phone and D face turns from one of pure ecstacy tojust sadness...
>My heart starts to sink...I can't stand seeing her upset.
>D is getting bitched out by V and I see her expression grow more depressed as the phone call goes on
C'mon mate we need the rest
>I hate those types of situations, when you see someone is getting awful news on the phone. I never know how to consol someone like that. Should I hold them? Do I draw their attention back to me (which feels so selfish to me)? Or do I just wait, since I know their detached from everything accept the voice in their ear
>D finally hangs up
>"user....I'm sorry....i really need to go"
>Her voice is so faint, if she wasn't the only sound in the room, I wouldn't have heard her.
>She's holding back tears...
>I dont know what to do. My boner is dead, I'm still naked, and I'm furious at V for being the cunt stupid bitch she is...
>I just embrace D out of insinct
>She pulls me so tight and shes still so warm
>my selfish thoughts of wanting to fuck dissipate for a half-second and only what I can assume she's going through hits me all at once:
>She just hooked up with one of her closest friends who's a guy...the gender she swore off years ago. If her conscious wasn't the only thing telling her no, now her psycho cunt longterm girlfriend called, pretty much signifying how wrong everything we were doing was.
>I wrestle with the thoughts of how confused she must be since her being a lesbian has a part of her identity...plus the guilt of knowing what she's done...
>I let go of her and let my nose run down along hers. I kiss her. Not with sexual intent, but just so maybe I can get across that I'm here for her.
>She kisses me back
>I get dressed and I walk her downstairs
>D is looking down the whole time
>She walks ahead of me to unlock the door
>I can't see her like this
>As she opens it, I pull the handle closed and pull her to me
>I lock my fingers between hers and I kiss her
>"D....please come back to me"
>She smiles...her eyes still wattery... and says
>"I will"
end of chapter 2.
more?
yes pls
Chapter 3
>After the events of chapter 2, D and I slowly start growing more distant between each other
>We have each other on social media, so I still see she's with V, which pisses me off
>At this point I've gotten really strong feelings for D and I spend a lot of time thinking about how much better I'd be for her than V
>I still flirt with D, but her replies slowly grow more stale as time goes on
>Again, I barely see her anymore, which just pisses me off even more since I try putting in an effort to her
>Since chapter 2, I'd only seen her twice in a 5 month period, one of those being my birthday, where she was only able to stay for half an hour
>I realize she's made her choice, but I'm still trying to convince myself I have a chance
>We're texting each other as usual, conversation as dry as a white person's unseasoned chicken
>"D, why don't we see each other anymore?"
>"user....you know I'm always so busy with work, it's hard for us to see each other"
>"But D, you know I ask you all the time if you'd like to hang out on your days off?"
>"user...you know on my days off im too tired to want to go out"
>"Oh yeah...you know I just want to see you, right?"
>"lol user, aren't you with your friends right now?"
>"Honestly, I rather see you"
>here comes the punchline
>"oh haha user"
>...."oh haha"....
>for months I tried to stay optimistic, but every conversation we had regarding "us" more or less ended like the last one
>I start getting fed up over it, but for a while I didn't do anything, knowing im too caught up in my feelings for her
>I try for months just to see her, so that maybe if we see each other in person, her feelings for me would just come flooding back
>PUREOPTIMISM.JPEG
>Not once was I able to see her
>after all this time, my hopefullness was finally wearing thin
>My conversations with her are just dry and bitter remnants of what they used to be
>all my close friends are telling me im wasting my time, I should be talking to other girls
>"She's a lesbian dude, what'd you expect?"
>Finally, I decide to just do it, and I stop texting her
>She didn't text me back either...which hurt a bit more...but at that point I just wanted to get over her
>"If she doesn't care, why the fuck should I?"
>about 1-2 years go by without us ever talking to each other. We still have each other on facebook, we still watch each other's snapchats and see each other's twitter pages, we just don't talk
>My friend's knew what happened, never really asked about her since they knew I was hurting a bit