“I need you here right now. Bring a friend. I am frisky”
Was I serious?
How long before he heard my message. What then?
What if he does do it and she is a girl? What if he is some guy he just met?
I sat back.
Better get ready. A bath.
My sweet cunt needed a rest before he …? They? Got here.
The hot water did not soothe the fire inside. It burned in me.
I thought about it for a while.
I wanted this. He better not come alone.
Someone who knows nothing about me. Someone exciting.
We can kiss and fuck and kiss and fuck.
He can watch.
I want her fingers exploring, her tongue higher.
I want this guy’s prick searching out my throbbing ache.
They can have all of me and then tell me how sweet and dirty I am.
Then he can join in. Maybe. After a while.
Would he do it?
He will not have me if he comes alone.
I might suck his dick, and then stop.
Tell him to go out on the street and find someone if he wants more.
Hurry sweetheart. I want to meet your friend.
copyright 2016 Ronnie F Strong
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