"Harder!" I screamed as Brian pumped into me. I was so close to orgasm, and I would not let anything stop. Her tongue me from cumming.
The pounding of flesh on flesh was intoxicatingly loud, but only second to our moans. Brian let out the sexiest grunt as his cum filled my pussy. I furiously rubbed my clit until my juices mixed with his.
As he rolled off of me, we laid there, panting rather loudly.
Brian looked at me and smiled, nothing but love in his eyes. "That was amazing, princess," he said as he kissed my forehead.
"You weren't too shabby yourself, hot shot," I joked, winking at him.
I glanced at the clock and groaned. 9:30 am.
Brian chuckled and got out of bed. I gazed at his beautiful ass as he put his underwear on.
We both got dressed and made our way downstairs. Brian was about to leave on a business trip to France, and this would be my last time seeing him for over a week.
"You'll be fine, my darling," he kept telling me in the weeks prior to the trip. But I didn't feel fine. I felt like a part of me was being wrenched from my chest.
We drove to the airport and I saw him off. He kissed my lips and then my forehead and as he turned to leave, I pulled him back in for one last hug.
He squeezed me tightly and said, "I love you more than anything in the entire universe. It won't be long."
With that, Brian was gone.
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Three days down, seven to go.
I spent most of my time cleaning up around the house, watching the television, or working. I'm a professional writer, which allows me to work from home. It can be quite lonely at times, but it's actually very relaxing.
Anyway, I decided I needed a break from everything, so I decided to call Mercedes, my best friend.
Mercedes and I met in college. I was studying writing, while she was studying psychology, and we immediately hit it off. I know what your dirty little mind is thinking. "I bet they hooked up."
College was the time of experimenting, but all we did was kiss. And I felt a spark, but I guess she didn't, for, it was never spoken of again. I've considered myself bi since then.
Back to the present. We agreed to see a movie, but we couldn't agree on which movie to see. I wanted to see the new Hobbit movie, while Mercedes wanted to see Gone Girl. I'm not girly enough for that type of movie, so we compromised. We saw both.
I slept through most of Gone Girl, as I'm sure Mercedes slept through most of The Hobbit. After the movies, and by this time, it was 11:30, we went to a nearby bar for some drinks.
Blah, blah, blah, several drinks later, we're somewhat wasted. So, like the responsible young adults we are, we call for rides. Well, I did. Mercedes was within walking distance, and not nearly drunk enough to get lost, so off she went. But there I was. Cold, alone, and in need of a ride.
I started walking after Mercedes, planning on crashing on her couch, when I saw something out of the corner of my eye. Someone was leaning against a building, covered in shadows. I found it kind of creepy, but intriguing, so I stopped.
The figure was wearing a trench coat and had a cigarette in their mouth. They started to move towards me. And there I stood. Paralyzed by fear and curiosity. As they drew closer, I realized that the figure was a female.
"What's a pretty lady like you doing in a not-so-pretty place like this?" she asked.
I blushed.
"I just had a few drinks and I was on my way back to a friend's," I replied nervously.
