I sat there in my computer chair holding her thong in my hands in the quiet room. I brought it to my face to smell, where I got the slight aroma of perfume mixed with the smell of her pussy still fresh on the fabric. I was hard from the moment I held them in between my fingers.
My feelings were all over the place as they usually are when she goes out with another guy. I felt arousal, nervousness, jealousy, and excitement all at once. I sat there in silence while my heart raced, knowing I would be waiting at home all night anxiously for her to return used and satisfied. I couldn't help but think of all the naughty possibilities of what might happen tonight.
My mind was running wild of different sexual scenarios. This guy Jason will have the pleasure of touching, kissing, and owning my girlfriend for the night. I kept imagining the sight of this guy with his hand underneath her skirt, touching her smooth skin while they kiss passionately. Before lifting up her skirt over her perfect ass, turning her around, bending her over, and pushing his throbbing cock deep, deep inside my girlfriend.
'Brrrrt-Brrrrt' My phone vibrated on my desk, I reached over for it. It was a message from Venessa.
Text:
V: Heyyy
Me: Was that meant for me?
V: Yes silly
V: Did you get the gift I left you?
Me: Your panties? Yes, I found them on my keyboard. I take it that means you are going to get fucked huh
V: Yes! I hope you're not upset, I want it really bad.
V: I just got so hot & worked up the other day when he was texting me, I've wanted to feel him inside of me since.
V: Especially after seeing that picture of his cock 🍆😜
I loved to hear that, knowing she was going after something she wanted. It was such a turn on too hearing how she talked about sex when she wanted it. It did hurt a little too, knowing I didn't give her the same excitement about sex, or that I couldn't measure up to the size someone else could have. I'm not saying that I'm bad at sex or that we didn't have good sex, but there is a different feel when love isn't involved. I just couldn't give her lust sex since history and feelings are in the way.
You see, there is love sex and there is lust sex. Love sex is deeply passionate, caring and understanding. Its working with your partner to help each other get off and to show love. You can take your time, be weird, and generally know what the other person likes and doesn't like, and it generally becomes a routine.
Whereas lust sex is raw, new, and exciting. It's the adventure that you can push your limits with a new mindset that has untested boundaries. It's a high adrenaline rush that keeps you on your toes not knowing what will happen and where things will go. Not to mention it's a sense of accomplishment, such as conquering a new challenge which also boost your confidence.
Me: No, I'm not upset, I'm actually really turned on by it.
I was, I was hard as a rock from the moment she left. I was on pins and needles of excitement eager to see where this night was going to go and end up.
V: Oh, really now 😏🤭
V: Thank you so much for letting me do this!
V: I promise I will give you details all night and make it up to you after! 😘😘
