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I matched with a black guy on an app and it was pretty clear he was an asshole. His profile was okay enough but after talking a little I realized he was pretty full of himself. Only, that’s not exactly a deal breaker for me. I like being comfortable with the people I fuck, but sometimes it’s nice to fuck a real jerk.
Maybe it’s because I like having stories to tell, or if I’m just a glutton for punishment but I met up with this guy. We got coffee and then went back to his place. He didn’t ask me a single question about myself the entire night. I already knew I was never going to speak to him again when I shrugged out of my jacket and asked him where his bedroom was.
I went straight to it and kicked off my shoes and sat on the edge of his bed. He stood in the doorway, his hands in his pockets and the biggest grin on his face.
“You want it that bad?” he asked. I laughed.
“Sure,” I said, still laughing. He chuckled and he didn’t realize I was laughing at him and not with him.
He sat down beside me on the bed and kissed the side of my neck before moving up to my lips. His tongue dipped inside my mouth, tangling with my tongue as his hand moved up my thighs. His hand moved up my dress and reached higher until he reached where my thigh met my body. His fingers inched over until he touched my pussy through my panties. I parted my knees and scooted further to the edge of the bed, giving him more of me to touch. He kept his lips on mine, containing my moans and gasps as he teased me.
He pulled back and took my shirt off. He unhooked my bra and then grabbed my breasts as he kissed me again. He pinched my nipples as he fondled me before moving his hand back down between my thighs. My skirt was shoved up to my waist as he teased me. He pushed my panties aside and pressed his fingers directly to my clit. I twisted my hips until he was touching the perfect place and I moaned against his lips.
He laid me back on the bed and tore off my skirt and my panties. He eased my legs apart and crawled over me. He pressed the tip of his cock to my pussy. I reached down and grabbed his shaft, stroking it and feeling his warm throbbing cock under my hand. I pressed him to my pussy and then he pressed his hips forward, slowly pushing into me.
I moaned as he filled me. He was nice and thick and stretched me around his shaft. I pulled my knees tight to my chest and he sank even deeper. I groaned as he pressed himself completely inside of me. He was stuffed to the root inside of me and I could only look up at him and smile like an idiot.
I was inflating the guy’s ego even more than it was already, but it’s kind of impossible not to fawn over someone when their cock is in you.
“Fuck me,” I panted. His hips began to roll into mine. He pumped into me, pressing me down into the mattress. I moaned his name as he continued to fuck me, his balls slapping against my body.
I pressed against his chest and he moved with me. I pushed him back onto the bed until I was on top. I rolled my hips into his, bouncing on his cock. I braced myself on his stomach as I impaled myself on his cock over and over.
He was moaning with pleasure, biting his lower lip and overall looking really hot. He whimpered and I love it when a man whimpers, especially when I’m riding him.
“You feel good?” I teased him as I kept bouncing on his cock. His hands went to my hips, guiding me onto his cock.
“Don’t stop, baby,” he moaned. I kept going, pushing myself harder and harder. My whole body jerked to a stop and I gasped as I came. My pussy clenched around him and he pushed deep inside of me. His breath caught in his throat and then suddenly he was cumming inside of me. I laughed as I felt his cum fill me up, delirious with pleasure.
I slid off his lap and into the bed beside him. He rolled me onto my stomach and had me part my legs. I couldn’t see what he was doing but I felt his fingers press into me. He pumped his fingers into my cum filled pussy and I could hear his cum sliding out of me with each wet press of his fingers. I shivered, moving up onto my knees as he continued to finger me. He was pushing me to another orgasm and I wasn’t prepared.
I buried my face into the pillows as he told me to cum for him. I closed my eyes and gasped as I came to his hand.
I was soaking wet by this point, cum and juices sliding down the inside of my thighs.
He let me rest for a little bit before grabbing my ass.
“You take it so well,” he said. I looked over at him and he finished. “My cock.”
I wanted to roll my hands. Another man who thinks his cock is a personal gift to women, but hey it was mine for the night. Like one of those rentable scooter things that are always piling up on street corner, I had my ride for the night.
And I rode him plenty that night. Until he genuinely had to tell me he’d had enough.