In the days of yore, old farts like me used BBSs, and, yeah, we used them to get ass just like the puppies of today do, we just had to work harder!
People today take texting for granted, it was IM’ing before that, and email even before that.
Before there was texting, IM’ing, the proliferation of email, dating sites, social media, hell, before most had a computer, a subset of us were dogging it on BBS systems. Yeah, you could get add on them, just had to work at it. And, before you jump to the nerdy girls back them were all fat and dumpy. Boy, let me tell you what! They were freaks in the sheets, and would put some of your finest to shame today.
Well, I got a story for you, Why don’t you sit back, get yourself a blowpop and listen to when the world was fun, when the Internet was something only the select few of us knew about, and where the girls, were real girls lookin’ for the dame thing!
It was the late 1980’s, the only online community, if you could call it that, were dial up BBS (Bulletin Board Systems), normally run my a computer aficionado with a single line, or if they could afford it, 2, and even more rare, 4 lines.
You would set your computer to call the board, log in, check your messages, download whatever content you wanted or upload what you wanted. And then break the connection and move on to the next board. They were closed systems, to a node of systems that shared a daily dump to a small network of similar boards.
Most of them were themed, Science Fiction, Fantasy, Geek, Hacker, etc. They would cater to a subset of those that had the knowhow and information to locate and communicate with them. And the speed you used, it was measured in baud rate, 1200, 2400, or if you had a deep wallet, 4800 – think bits per second. Feed Flintstone speeds, mind numbingly slow by todays standard.
Well, while I was in college, I was part of a group that puttered around with Macs, PCs, Commodores, homebrews, and the occasional VAX or main frame if you were lucky enough to work on them or have them at school.
There was one board that was popular with my group. We were small, and the total board population was measured in hundreds, with maybe a few dozen daily users. Considering that the total enrollment at this University at that time was close to 30,000 students, you can see how computers had not permeated the zeitgeist, we users were either immediately identifiable as computer geeks, or we blended well enough to pass for normal fold. Most of my group, less a small handful, were of the passing kind. We were target shooters, hunters, motorcycle riders, theater professionals, could be found in the local bar on a Friday night, got our fair share of girls, we were normal folk. The ones that didn’t blend, they were the pimply faced kids in their mom’s basement and you could ID them from 300 yards without a scope.
This one board, it was a fantasy themed board was my go to. Logging in before class, middle of the day, and in the evening for the conversations and possibly the newest version of Tetris, PCTools, or XTree that was hacked and posted.
The system had a system messaging tool. You could ‘email’ if you wanted to call it that. It used your user’s name, and nothing else, it was that simple.
No one used their given name, we all had handles that we went by, and unless you were in the in, it was a hot mess from the outside. 15 Arthur’s, 10 Lancelot’s, 4 Merlin’s, and a handful of [Insert sub-forum name]Ops, and hobby names in use. No gender, no age, no location, nothing. Again, you have to be in the fold to know who you were really conversing with.
Now, I was a passer, Army vet, motocross, sharpshooter, fair share of women a phone call away. I wasn’t one of the basement dwellers. On top of using the board in question for esoteric discussions, I was also trying to mine it for the geek girls that were on it as well.
On the few occasions that there was a get together for the users, mostly in the summer at someone pool or a picnic somewhere local. Who ever was in town would attend, we would get to know each other.
Big problem was, many of the users were kids, not the college kind, but middle and high school kids. So, the social strata were definitely defined.
Going to these outings could be a boon, or a bust. They were cliquish to say the least, the younger ones mainly stayed to themselves, their mothers were always there, and they were forbidden to interact with the adults.
The uber-geeks were unto themselves what you would expect, a bunch of socially inept introverts that couldn’t hold a conversation let with one of their own for more than a sentence or two.
Then, there were the normal, college students, professionals, all walks of life, we were able to hold a conversation, hit on a girl, have served in the military or work in corporate America. All of the various groups always asked one of us to be the ‘Face’ of the group when a small article in a local paper or regional news report was done on this relatively obscure group of cutting edge people.
After being active on the board for over three years, I had gotten to know all the various groups. We interacted when someone’s system broke, one of the kids needed something and they didn’t want their parents to find out. Someone came across some new software and people wanted to learn. You get the idea, the ‘public’ face of the board was a striated gr, but we interacted well together, when needed.
Now, there were girls and women that were part of this group., Mainly they were younger kids in school, maybe an even dozen college girls, and double that number in corporate slots.
And, man were they at a premium for ever swinging dick on that board. The little boys went after the little girls. None of the older guys ever thought of hooking up with any of them, they were like kid sisters, we protected them whenever we were together, and in groups on the board as well. Get inappropriate or start bashing one of them, we had our ways of making your life hellish, or simply cut you out of the group. And banishment to some of these people was like banishment used to be, you were cut out of everything your life revolved around.
There was one stand out girl/woman in our group of misfits. She was medium height for a girl, thin, tight as, smallish boobs, blonde short hair, and as smart as any guy, and quick. She was also worldly, well as worldly as one could be back then living in the rural area outside the college town.
Whenever she came to an event, the guys were always trying to be her friend, it fell off even the older guys looking at a beautiful college girl. They tripped over themselves to get near her, hoping somehow one of their hands might end up in her pants, or vice-versa.
I was always different then the norm, it was a blessing and a curse. I was a veteran, did my 5 years in, was in college on the GI Bill, had computer experience from when I was younger and my family had the means to expose me to the technology in its infancy, then honed as a Comm Spec in the Army.
These gatherings were mainly for me to sit and drink beer and tell stories to everyone. I mean, it was nice being the center of attention, but it got boring the third or fourth tie I told the same story of Grenada, Korea, the Philippines, and other places.
The time came for me to shoot my shot with Amy (Obviously, not her real name). We had both arrived early for one of the picnics that was being held. There were only a few others there, mainly the guy that ran the board [The SysOp], a few of his close friends, and us early birds.
I grabbed a beer and walked over to start up a conversation with Amy. She saw me coming, and I could see her get her game face on, ‘Oh no, another one.’
I walked up, offered her a beer and asked if she minded if I sat and talked. We enjoyed a beer as she warmed up to me. She was a smart girl, a few years younger then me, I was used to it, I started college after the Army, so I was at least 5 years older than most.
We ended up spending the day talking and playing some frisbee golf, walking on the trails in the state park we were in, and generally having a good time.
At the end of the day we exchanged phone numbers, quite a few saw it and thought I was sort of god, she never gave her number out to anyone, she always told them to message her on the BBS.
I found out that she waitressed at a local chain restaurant that specialized in ice cream and fried foods that was local to campus. I would go there occasionally as it was right off campus. I may have seen her or her me, but we never interacted. That changed the next time I came in for coffee and something good and fried by unhealthy as hell.
The conversation that occurred between her tending tables ended with us planning to meet up at a local bar for a drink the next day.
We met up at the local college spot, it was divided between a section for the college crowd and another for the locals. We went into the local section, had a few drinks and then parted ways, we both had to work the next day. I was framing new construction, that started at 4:30 and she opened and that started at 6:00.
Over the next week, we messaged on the board. General conversation that was getting deeper and hotter, what would today be called sexting.
By the end of the week, she was telling me her fantasies and I was telling her mine. They intersected on many levels, so we planned an evening to hang out and watch a move or something.
Her boyfriend was out of town the next weekend, and my girlfriend was summering in Europe with her parents, so I went to her place, nice bottle of wine, a few VHS tapes and the thought of hopefully having fun.
We enjoyed the wine, watched one of the movies, and played with each other, nothing far, just mostly pawing at each other and feeling each other out. Talking mostly, likes, dislikes, hard limits, etc.
The next weekend she came to my place, and that was when the fun started. I lived alone in an apartment off campus. I tried the living with other guys, once with some women, it just didn’t work. Age difference, impulse control, whatever, I was just better alone.
Well, she arrived and knocked on the door, when I opened it, she was through in a flash, and on me. She dropped her bag and locked her lips to mine. No easy feat, I am 6’ 3”, and she was 5’ 3” or 4”, pert tits that I found were firm, nice size that fit in my hand perfectly. She had an ass to kill for, I locked on to that and pulled her to me, crushing her ass against me and sliding against her body. She was moaning and making noises in her throat.
We staggered in a combined walk to the sofa. I got her jacket off her, and laid her down on the sofa. Unbuttoning her shirt exposed her tits, no bra, ah, the vanity of youth. Her skin was creamy white, no freckles, unblemished and ripe. Her tits were conical, even laying on her back, they pointed right at the ceiling, ripped with large pink nipples surrounded by a small areola with slight bumps on them. They were both rock solid. I took one in my mouth and sucked, sucked hard, and nibbled with my teeth. She held my head to her breast like she was nursing me. I switched to the other nipple and used my fingers on the one I just let go of. She was withering on the sofa, trying to undo my shirt, I was working on her pants, belt, buttons, hated those button flys that were so popular back then.
She kicked her shoes off and I peeled her tight jeans down her legs. Oh, her skin was sooth, her legs shapely and of so fine looking. Skinny and toned. She had on a pair of panties, the hi hips kind, I think they were multicolored of some kind. The fabric one color, the elastic band another with the name of some fashion company on them.
Once her pants were off, the panties and her socks were all that remained on her. She sat up and pulled me to the couch and did the same to me. I was left in a pair of boxes and socks. Just watching her move to get my clothing off was a treat enough, her tits didn’t move much when she did, damn, they were firm, her nipples sharp points sticking straight out. What a fucking sight, I get hard just remembering her.
Her hand was on my cock, stroking me through the thin fabric of my boxers. I was like a rock. Not really form not getting any, but from getting the same for the past year or more. This was a nice change, a fresh new girl, ready and willing to do pretty much anything.
She pulled my boxers down to my knees and had me in her mouth in mere seconds. She cradled my balls and rubbed them as she working on the head of my cock. I could hear her slurping and working hard. She then set her teeth along my shaft gently and pressed down until I got to the back of her mouth. When I hit the back, she didn’t gag or hitch, she just pulled back up and then down again.
Now, understand, my girlfriend at the time was a sheltered soul, her idea of foreplay was a partial handjob hardly ever oral, and if so, she licked, never sucked, never got me in her mouth. Though, she expected me to eat her to orgasm almost every time. Unfair, but it was what it was.
Having this vixen sucking on my cock and doing so with an expert mouth was pushing my control to the limits. I wasn’t going to let her make me pop too quickly.
When she came up for air, I grabbed her and swapped places, putting her on the sofa, sitting up, I peeled her panties off, exposing her trimmed pussy. She definitely was a true blonde, her pubic hair was as blond as the hair on her head and eyebrows, trimmed into a narrow strip that was highlighting her slit. I pushed her legs so that they were spread as far as I thought they would go, and she surprised me, doing a full on split. Shit, she was flexible too!
I looked and she had shaved everything off her pussy lips, the only hair on her was the strip, her pussy clean and smooth, no hair around her tight little asshole. It was small, pink, pretty looking and so fucking delectable.
I lowered my head and did what I was good at, I licked and sucked on her, playing with her surprisingly large lit, I used my fingers to spread her lips and insert two fingers inside her, getting them all wet with her juices. She was moaning and her hips were in constant motion. I locked on to her clit and removed a finger, leaving one inside her driving her crazy. My other finger was pressing on her tight little asshole. When she felt this, she rotated her hips, exposing her ass for me to explore even more.
I pressed hard, my lubed finger started to disappear into her ass. She went wild, he hips bucked and she grabbed my head and pressed me to her fine tasting pussy.
I was working fingers in and out of her two holes as she started moaning in pure joy. She was saying, “Oh god, fuck my ass with your hand, suck me. I want you to fuck me. Give me your cock.” She was trying to sound nasty but was falling just a bit short. It was cute, she had experience, but not in this way.
I was willing to listen, I sucked on her and played with her ass until she was cumming on my face, her juices wetting my lips and chin, I had a finger buried into my last knuckle in her little hole and felt as she came her muscles gripping and throbbing around my finger.
Even as she was in the middle of cumming, I broke contact, and put my cock against her throbbing pussy and pushed in. She screamed and her legs came flying off the sofa and wrapped around me, drawing me in deep until I was completely buried inside her.
I felt her insides pulsing and started pounding into her, I was on my knees so I was limited with my movement. I had to change this so I slowly stood with her grasping me. I changed the angle and was pounding into her under me. Her head was whipping back and forth as I continued my assault.
She reached up with her arms to pull my face down to hers, and she started to lick her juices off my face. It was hot, she was licking me like a cat likes her kittens, getting every drop of her own wetness off me.
I pushed her knees back and outward, opening her so I could bury myself as deeply as possible into her. I pressed and then tried to crush myself into her little body. I felt my cock smash into her cervix, and she went wild. She clawed at my back, opening furrows in my skin, yanked me down to her and locked me into a fervent kiss, breathing through her nose as she sucked on my tongue and kissed me as deep as she could.
Keeping my hips pressed against hers, I rubbed to make the tip of my cock slide against her inner most parts, with each stroke and yelled into my mouth and thrust against me. She broke the kiss and growled at me “Cum in me, fill me, fuck me and cum in my pussy!”
I needed no further encouragement, I pounded her until I felt her pussy starting to spasm again as she came. My own orgasm was building and then I started cumming. When she felt the cum start to fill her pussy, she started crying in please, holding my neck, she was wildly moving under me, her legs were wrapped around my ass again, she wouldn’t let me out, I kept thrusting and pounding into her as semen and sperm spilled from me deep inside her, coating her with everything I had.
She lept saying “More, more, more!” The sofa was banging into the wall, we were, making a hell of a racket in the apartment, certainly my neighbors heard, but it was a college apartment complex, they were used to it.
I was still pounding my cock into her like I wanted to hurt her, I was chasing the orgasm, looking for that high you only occasionally seem to get. Finally, I had to stop, she was laying there, her head to one side, a dazed look on her pretty face. I reached up and moved her so I could kiss her slack mouth. I bit on her lips and tongue, then pulled out and stepped back, looking at her splayed open legs, watching my cum dribble out of her pussy.
She focused on me and smiled, reaching down, she scooped some of the cum and her wetness and collected it in her hand, lifting I to her mouth, she licked all she could, and then went back for more.
It was one of the hottest things I had seen in years. My cock was refusing to retreat, I was staying hard at this performance of hers. She saw this and smiled. Looking me in the eye, she said “Round 2?”
And rolled getting on her knees and putting her face and tits against the wall behind the couch, she angled her lower back and spread her legs, then reached back and pulled her ass cheeks apart. “I want you in my ass, now!”
I got behind her, and smeared some of my cum and her juices up and over her asshole. Putting the head of my cock against her tight sphincter, I lined up and pressed, She was tight, I watched the head of my cock blanch as I pressed, and saw it slowly go in, her asshole spreading around the thick head, opening to allow me to slide into her.
I slowly entered her, drawing back, watching the tight skin of her asshole wrapped around my cock drag back as I withdrew, and the push in as I entered her deeper each time.
She was moaning and telling me to fuck her little ass, to make her mine, “Fuck me like a whore, own me, I’m your dirty little girl. Cum in my ass, I wanna feel it, cum for me baby.” Things like that.
It was hot, hearing her talk like that. The girl I was seeing was pretty much a silent fuck, only making small noises when she came, and then it was a whimpering sound, nothing verbal. I liked it, a lot!
I grabbed her thin hips and started picking up speed, Drawing almost all the way out of her, and then slamming forward until I was ball to pussy deep.
She reached between her legs and started wiping at her clit and playing with her pussy as I fucked her ass. She was starting to just make noises, not coherent words. The harder I slammed her ass, the more incoherent she became.
One arm was over her head on the wall as the other was rubbing herself. I was dug into her hips with my fingers, taking her back to me as I slammed forward. It was violent, unrestrained, I was fucking her with abandon, and she was letting me abuse her small body, relishing every second of it.
Her asshole clamped down on me as she came, She screamed lie I punched her, it turned into a wail of ecstasy, warbling and drawn out. That sent me over the edge and I started pouring whatever cum was left in me deep into her bowels. She tight ass was holding me in, I couldn’t pull out bit I still pounded at her, smashing her upper body into the wall the entire time.
I must have sounded like a murder was taking place in my apartment, her wailing, my groaning and calling her mine, my fuck toy, she was mine, I would fuck her to death and she would thank me for it.
Once we were both spent, we fell to the sofa and laid there, my cock still in her ass, I could feel the spasms milking me as I got soft. Finally, my cock popped out of her and a bubbling fart came out of her, thing and messy sounding.
She just lay there next to me murmuring “Oh god, oh god, my ass, oh god.”
After a few minutes, she was now just laying there, not saying anything, not even really moving. I stood up and went to get some washcloths and towels.
When I came out, she was laying on her stomach. I spread her legs a bit and wiped her pussy and ass down, getting as much of the cum and wetness as I could.
When she went to move when I got done, she looked at me and said she wasn’t going to be able to sit right for a week.
I tossed the towels and used clothes into a pile and sat by moving her upper body so I could sit and then lay her on my lap.
She put her cheek on my cock and lay there. She told me she hadn’t been fucked like that in a long time, that he boyfriend was a minute man and he hated the idea of anal sex, something she confessed she loved to receive.
I sat there catching my breath, and sipping on a beer, Amy asked me if I could get her more wine and to bring her a glass of ice. Ice and wine, eh, what do I know.
I got up and poured her a fresh glass, cold form the freezer and bought it back to her. She smiled at me and asked if I ever had an ice princess?
Well, not something I ever heard of. She giggled and put her glass down and told me to sit. I did as I was told and she laid her head back down, this time looking up at me.
She asked me not to tell anyone in our little slice of heaven about the two of us hooking up. I assured her that I want one to brag, I found out when I was younger a guy that keeps his mouth shut is much more successful then someone that brags about their partners. Most of the guys I hung out with back then were lucky if they got laid once in high school. I was the quiet guy your mom and dad loved when you bought me home.
She loved that. Thanked me, and asked how long my girlfriend was going to be in Europe. The rest of the summer, she isn’t coming back until the end of August, right before classes start.
Amy got a glint in her eye and asked if I liked tonight so far.
After talking for a bit, we decided to set something up for a weekly meet up. I always shad broken computer parts that I was tinkering with, so she could bring those home and say that she had someone at the university that was asking for her to fix things. Seems her boyfriend was as knowledgeable about computers as he was in bed with a woman.
I closed my eyes and relaxed a bit, my hand was on Amy’s ass and I was rubbing and playing with it, like it was a stress ball. Damn, she had a fine ass.
I felt her head move and the next thing I knew, the coldest thing that I ever felt with my cock was there, one second, tranquility and the next, cold lips, and a cold tongue swirling around my soft cock.
I jumped a little and heard a giggle.
Looking down, Amy was blowing me after she had an ice cube in her mouth. The feeling was unlike anything I have ever felt in my life to that time. It was uncomfortably erotic.
She was sucking and spinning her tongue getting me hard pretty dammed quick. I was surprised I could get back up after 2 rounds so close and then now.
She didn’t say a word, she got me hard and continued blowing me. Man, she was good, her tenique was incredible.
She slid off the sofa to the floor, never stopping or loosing a beat. She was on her knees between my legs, one hand cupping my balls and the other stroking me in time with her bobbing head.
She took her mouth off of me for a moment, “Cum for me, cum in my mouth, I like the way you taste, I want more.”
And she was right back sucking, rolling my balls, she increased the pressure and was squeezing me now. She was bobbing her head and her hand that was on my buts went to my shaft, she reached down between her legs and was working on her self as well. She stopped for a second, and licked her fingers looking me in the eye as she did.
She then climbed up and straddled me, lowing her pussy onto my cock. As I leaned n to suck on her tits, she pushed my chin up and looked at me, “No cumming in my pussy this time, I want it in my mouth, OK?”
What was I going to say, no? I wasn’t that stupid.
She ground her pussy into my pelvis, Christ, this woman felt different in every position.
I pulled her head to mine, and kissed her. When the kiss broke, she put her head next to mine on my shoulder. Humping her body into mine. Hell, I almost didn’t have to move, but she felt so good I had no choice.
I felt the sweat between our bodies building, she was nibbling on my ear. “Fuck me, call me names, whatever you want.”
I was never into demeaning a woman while I was fucking her, or otherwise for that matter.
I told her and she switched gears instantaneously.
“love me, make love to me, I love the feel of your cock, oh good your so big, I can feel you in my stomach.” She was saying what she thought would get me going.
I grabbed her ass and spread her cheeks, my fingers searching for her asshole. She reached and grabbed my hand, I stopped, maybe she was sore.
But she took my hand and sucked on my middle finger, coating it with her saliva.
When she let it out of her mouth, she smiled at me, “Play with me ass, please, put it me.”
I reached around back and slid my finger into her, she pressed down on my cock and stopped, shuddered a little and smiled at me, “Do you have any toys?”
I smiled and nodded.
I lifted her and she got off me, fell to her knees and licked my cock clean.
I took her by the hand and led her to my bedroom.
I went to the closet and grabbed a cock shaped vibrator I was trying to convince my girlfriend to let me use on her, and a bottle of lube.
I turned to go to the bed and she was on her knees in the middle of the king sized bed, her ass up in the air wiggling, and her tits on the covers. She was spread, her knees wide. He pussy spread wide, and her little asshole winking at me.
“Put it in my ass and then fuck me, but you’re not allowed to cum in me, only my mouth this time.”
She then sticks her ass even higher in the air.
I lube the vibe and add some to her ass, using my finger, I push some lube into her, and she moans, and double-taps my finger with her ass muscles. “Oh god, wiggle your finger in me.”
I pushed deeper into her and curled my finger pushing up to her spine and she went mad. I leaned over and turned my finger while it was slightly curved, she was shaking and moving her ass in a small circle. When I had my finger facing the bed I curled it and she collapse don to the bed, legs splayed, she started grunting and groaning so I inch worming her and it was driving her insane, she started to cry out, “Harder, harder” I increased the speed, I couldn’t exactly press harder like she wanted.
She went ballistic, clutching at the bedspread, wiggling her ass, groaning and then starting to cry, real tears coming from her eyes as an orgasm took her over.
One thing I remember about her was, she as the, absolutely, most receptive girl I have ever been with when it came to anal stimulation. She was an absolute animal whenever I touched her ass.
She was bouncing on the bed as I kept curling my finger. I was kissing her butt cheeks, I moved another finger to play with her pussy as she was cumming, I did everything I could think of to stimulate her. When she finally came down form this round, she collapsed on the bed, I thought I was going to be sitting there with a rock hard cock while she recovered.
“Fuck me, please god, fuck me. Fuck me and play with my ass!”
I moved behind her and god, she was wet, I was able to slide into her, almost all the way When I finally bottomed out, I got the cock shaped vibe and pressed it into her ass.
She grunted like she was giving birth, low, long, and deep. I pressed, watching it slide, deeper and deeper into her. I could feel the soft vibe sliding by my cock in her pussy.
She started her “Oh god, oh god.” Mantra, repeating it as I picked up speed fucking her. I was able to keep the vibe in her ass and fuck her at the same time by putting the base on my groin and pushing both at the same time.
I pulled her as I turned and rolled on my back, she was now laying on me, her back to my chest.
I reached around and played with her pussy with one hand and was pulling and twisting her nipples with the other hand.
Her mantra started again, she was going to cum, I had to get in her mouth, I felt my own starting to get close.
I moved her off me, and knelt next to her face reaching over her and working the vibe in her ass as she started sucking my cock. She was viciously blowing me, rough, hard, deep, like she was trying to hurt herself with my cock in her throat.
My hips were thrusting to met her mouth in mid-dive. I turned the vibe on and that was it, she bit me lightly by mistake, her entire body tensed as she went from getting close to a full blown anal orgasm. She sucked me and used her hands to jerk me and blow me at the same time.
Tears were coming out of her eyes, she was sobbing while sucking me. I never got off on making a woman dry, but, holy shit, this was one of the hottest things I ever experienced, and cum started to flow out of me, I pulled out of her throat and mouth her hands still working me, and came all over the lips nose, in her one eye and then she covered the head of my cock and sucked like she was trying to kill me.
We were both having one of the most intense orgasms of our respective live, at least to that point of my life.
I finally stopped cumming and she let go of my cock. I slowly removed the vibe, still on, from her ass and dropped it on the floor after shutting it off.
She was laying on my bed, her face in my chest, crying, full, on crying. If you ever had a woman cry on you after sex, it’s more then confusing. It’s erotic, and disturbing at the same time.
She slowly grabbed at me, and while sobbing, asked me to hold her.
I got close and held her, she slowly calmed down, and finally she fell asleep. I covered her and went to wash up.
About an hour or so later, she came out of the back room, she was wrapped up in one of my flannel shirts. She sat down next to me and put her head on my shoulder. She said she hopes she didn’t freak me out too much.
I told her all was cool, and I was enjoying her time here. She smiled and just sat quietly with me. She was playing with my hair, (I had long hair at the time.) and I could tell she was working herself up to ask something.
She leans in and puts he head on my shoulder and softly asked me if I was going to see her again.
Inside, I’m thinking this girl is a freak, amazing in bed, kinked just like I am, well, mostly, I would be an ass if I told her no.
Up until that time, anal sex was something that was far and few between with most girls. Amy wanted it, wanted it more than any girl I ever met. It was also one of my favorite things to do to girl. I don’t know, control, dominance, owning her, whatever it may have been. Most girls couldn’t handle a good ass pounding so, I was in control, drove the situation, and it was at my pace, my timing, and normally, I timed when they came and when I would. Amy was the first to flip the roles on me.
I told her that we could meet up as often as she liked, every night if she wanted.
She laughed at that saying I would probably kill her, and she needed to be able to walk for work. I took that as a hell of a compliment.
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