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Non-Fiction: Train
Date: 1/28/2015, Categories: Reluctance, Author: Possibly, Rating: 73, Source: LushStories
the condom wrapper, placed it on his tip, and prepared to roll it down. I could’ve used a little light right there, but I proceeded blind. My thumb and index pushed the rubber until it covered his length. Pasty air encircled our shuffle that resulted in his shaft resting at the opening of my vee. At that moment, I realized my ‘yes’ had nothing to do with his persistent pleading for consent. It had nothing to do with him . It wasn’t about an explosive ending. I was sure that it wouldn’t be about the stroking either. Really, there was no room for deep, all-the-way-out-all-the-way-in, grinding strokes like I like. But I was most anxious for his penetration: strange dick inside strange pussy... one hit on the inside. That anxiety was different too. It wasn’t the typical tingling I experience when on my back with my legs splayed wide – sodden pussy open and begging. No. This was some next-level, addict-type thirst. No Wild Turkey required. Sober adrenaline, palsied hands, jelly legs, and temporary insanity drove my reluctance to a yes. Strange dick inside strange pussy while surrounded by strangers, that’s what it was. “Baby, you’re so tight.” Initial attempts at a push in failed. The girth of his head was thicker than his shaft and any of my toys. So, he really had to put his back into the press. It was a struggle, and I was glad I couldn’t see his face. Slick fingers grasping my ass and laps on my clavicle positioned me on the edge of a come. He pushed and pressed until the ...