This story is for la osa. I hope that she realizes what she means to a guy like me. I always knew I liked her, but now I just want her with me.
For me, work used to be just as boring as it is for everyone else. I would clock in, do whatever they wanted me to do for the day, and clock out. Oh I was always popular amongst all of the other people that work there, having a unique way of making almost anyone laugh at any given time. However, my life at work changed dramatically once she arrived.
Her name is Layla and, at 18, she is an absolute stunner. She is the kind of girl that every guy around wants as soon as they set eyes on her. She stands 5'3'' with a skinny/athletic build. She has long straight hair, somewhere between brown and red (closer to red).
Her lips are the kind that beg to be kissed all day long, yet look so good when they are wrapped around a cock. She has eyes that are so easy to get lost in. They are a bluish green and piercing.
When she looks at you, you're not quite sure that she isn't looking right through you...but more on that later. She has perky tits (C cups) that are just the perfect size to fondle and suck. She also has, in my humble opinion, the perfect ass. It is tight and firm, and has just the right amount of wiggle and sway when she walks around.
So, what kind of guy am I to be able to have all kinds of sexy fun with this little vixen? Honestly, I have no idea what she sees. I'm far from the Hollywood movie stars that every woman drools over. I am much more of an average Joe type myself.
I am 24 years old, and 5'8'' with a little extra around the middle. I have brown hair and brown eyes, with a goatee. I am not all average though. I suppose that I have a personality that naturally attracts people.
I am always making people laugh and I have little problem getting people to engage in witty conversation. She tells me that she loves the way I smile and that when I wink at her, it makes her light headed. Her favorite thing about me though, would definitely have to be my cock and balls.
I am definitely above average in size, being 7.5'' in length and 6'' in circumference. I keep my balls shaven hairless, because she absolutely loves to suck them into her mouth while she is giving me one of her amazing blowjobs.
I guess I should go back to the beginning of our sexy little friendship. When she first started working with me, her amazingly sexy looks caught the attention of many of the guys that I work with. She was one of those girls that everyone wants but seriously, who has a snowball's chance in Hell?
She was sexy and she knew it.
However as time went by, I realized that when I would try to sneak a look over at her, she would be looking over at me. We would lock eyes for a second or two, look away from each other, and then a few seconds later we would lock eyes once again.
I quickly found myself looking for opportunities to go through her line (we work at a convenience store chain by the way). She was a very friendly girl right from the start; almost always smiling and laughing at my corny little jokes.
In a very short amount of time, we had become fast friends. We liked a lot of the some things, had similar personalities, and we even had some of the same sexual kinks. She told me that she was a girl that loves sex as much as any guy around, but that she was not the kind of girl that was looking to fuck some different random guy every time either.
She was the kind of girl that wanted to have a connection with the guy she was fucking, because it would make her feel more comfortable and allow her to really let herself go. As I learned all of these things about her, I found that I was having a very difficult time walking around with a full on erection all the time.
We would hang out together as often as we could, laughing at each other the entire time. Then one day, she appeared to be very frustrated. When we talked, her answers were short and decisive in nature.
I decided that I should just be there with her and let her tell me what was wrong in her own time. Before long, she decided to open up about what was troubling her. "I haven't been fucked in weeks, and you know by now that I really need a cock in me," she complained.
I groaned internally at this comment, because she had already told me that nothing sexual would be happening between us due to the fact that we work together. I did the best that I could to relax her somewhat, without coming off as an overly horny guy that couldn't think about anything except ripping her shirt open right there in her SUV.
She seemed to enjoy having me there, as apparently my presence calmed her down. When I was ready to leave work for the day (she had a few hours to go), she asked if I wanted to just go hang out with her for a while instead of her going back to work.
I was all for spending as much time with this sexy friend of mine as I could, so I readily agreed.
We went over to my car, and she told me to just take her anywhere but here. After mulling it over for a while, we decided to go to the movie theater and see if there was anything good playing.
We arrived at the theater and she quickly saw that one of those animated movies that she had been dying to see was about to start. It was still early in the afternoon, so the theater was relatively empty when the show was about to begin.
Just before the movie started, a few more people came in to see it. I wasn't expecting anything to happen between us in there anyway, but still it was an unwelcome sight. If nothing else, their presence made it so that we could not laugh and joke aloud with each other while the movie was playing.
Luckily we had chosen seats at the very back of the theater, since neither of us like the idea of having people sit behind us...we're weird, I know. The other moviegoers all sat on rows that were at least three rows below us, so we still actually had a little bit of privacy.
The previews began and we continued talking and laughing; me trying my best to just lift her spirits and make her laugh. We began to poke and prod each other, kicking the seats in front of each other to knock the other person's foot off, just playing around really. After the movie had started, we quieted down and began to watch like everyone else.
"It's a shame that we can't do anything sexy in here," she said glancing in my direction. I quickly looked over at her, and we locked eyes for a few seconds before she returned her eyes to the screen. "It's a damn shame," I said to myself.
A couple of minutes later, I felt her looking over at me again. When I looked, we locked eyes once again and held the gaze for an extended period. I noticed her biting her bottom lip, before she looked back at the screen.
"Why couldn't you be a girl?" she asked me, me realizing that she was beginning to lose her inhibitions and become horny herself.
Deciding that I had to say something clever and suggestive, I said "It's probably for the best anyway, I doubt you could handle me."
She looked over at me again as though I was crazy for thinking that someone as sexy as herself couldn't handle the likes of me, even if she was already horny as hell.
"You have no idea how good I am, do you?" she asked me challengingly. "I bet you wouldn't last two minutes inside my pussy." "Whatever helps you sleep at night shug," I replied, returning that challenging look that she had just given me. She arched her eyebrow before turning back to the movie.
We watched the movie a little longer before I felt her eyes turn my way again. This time however, once we locked eyes we didn't break eye contact. Slowly, we leaned against either side of the armrest until our lips were almost touching.
We held that position for a few seconds, feeling each other out before finally crossing the remaining gap.
Our lips touched and we kissed, gently at first. It was like every first kiss should be; gentle before gradually building in intensity. Then, all of a sudden, she broke the kiss and looked back at the screen.
I sat there dumbfounded at what had just happened.
"Did this sexy thing just kiss me?" I asked myself. When she turned to face me again, there was much less hesitation. We leaned in and began kissing again, this time passionately from the start.
It wasn't long before I felt her tongue against my lips. I gladly accepted her tongue as mine teased her back.
I reached over with my right hand to pull her lips even tighter to mine, wanting to make her feel how turned on I was. It wasn't long before she took my hand in hers and guided it to her magnificent C cups.
My cock was hard enough to cut steel at this point, and only got harder when I felt her hand grip it through my shorts. It was about then that she realized that this average Joe was hiding something impressive under my zipper.
She broke the kiss once again to look back at the screen. The break from the action was short-lived, as our desire was growing by the second. When she looked back over again, I was already waiting.
