Author's Note: This is the second story I've ever posted, so I hope it's decent. Feel free to comment or tell me your opinion. Comments are definitely welcome. If you think I should write more, let me know, and I will. Please enjoy!
My fingers are teasing my swollen clit and my pussy is sopping wet. He shouldn't still be able to make me so fucking hot but he does. He makes my pussy hungry for a smooth, thick cock. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't resist. It's been over a month since I last had sex; that's the longest I've gone since some jock in high school popped my cherry. I'm dying for some cock and just thinking about it has me tense and half out of my mind with arousal.
So I'm 19, and my fiancΓ© just broke of our engagement. A lot of people say that I'm way too young to know what I want, but I had a guy that was funny, my best friend, and amazing in bed. That sounded good enough to me. However, my ex joined the Air Force and decided he wanted to have fun while he was away without being "tied down". He wants to see "what else is out there". Whatever. I told him you don't have to taste the candy to know it's sweet. I'm waiting for Greg to realize that I'm a rare find: a horny teen that's willing to try anything kinky and is willing to be domesticated. Hi, my name is Marie and I'm a horny teenager that wants to be a dirty Susie Homemaker.
I was sitting in my living room, back at my father's house unfortunately. I get this random text from Greg and we start talking. Somehow we go from talking about how we miss each other to him telling me he misses being inside of me. I wanted to resist him, but just reading that text got my juices flowing. It makes me just want to slide down onto his hard cock and ride him like a naughty cowgirl. My fingers were quick and nimble as I texted my reply.
"Does your hard cock miss my hot, wet pussy?" I asked.
"Oh yes" he replied.
I know it sounds stupid, but those two long words had me squirming in my recliner. I looked over at my father and his girlfriend to make sure they haven't noticed. It made me feel even dirtier.
"My pussy is soaking wet for you, you naughty soldier, and I want your cock bad." I texted him.
"I'll make you so much wetter Baby."
Oh, the pet name. Damn him, he knows I can't resist him when he calls me Baby. We kept texting until the early morning, both of us horny and wanting to fuck. Finally we decide to go to bed, hoping to get together soon for the fucking we both want, though neither of us mentions it out loud.
The next day it's late at night and we're texting again. My dad decides to go out to the bar with his girlfriend. I see the window of opportunity slide wide open. My heart speeds up at the mere possibility of having that thick cock fill my greedy cunt. I invite him over for a late night rendezvous and hope it's still early enough that he'll come over.
"Please come over so I can have that yummy cock of yours in my tight pussy." I beg. I anxiously await his response, desperate for some good fucking. I know I should make him work for it, but I just can't make myself suffer for the power of revenge. I have an itch, and he can scratch it. More than ten minutes goes by before my phone vibrates in my lap (yum). I finally get his answer: one word, short and sweet. Yes.