Published: July 4th 2025, 11:43:44 am
You ever have one of those nights where everything just lines up? That was me last night. I walk into this dive bar, nothing fancy, just grabbing a drink and boom, I see him. Bearded. Built like he lifts steel beams all day, probably because he does. T-shirt sticking to him, jeans dusty, hands rough. Straight-up construction worker. And I’m like, yeah, that one.
We didn’t even play the flirting game. He looked at me, I looked at him, and next thing I know, we’re at my place, and I’m already dripping.
He drops onto my couch like it’s his. Spreads his legs wide. No small talk. So I sit between them, lift up my dress, and start sucking him right there. And when I pulled his jeans down — no boxers. Just this fat, heavy cock already hard. I had both hands on him, mouth full, tongue working, and he’s just grunting like he’s trying not to lose it. But he didn’t come. Nah. He held back. Stayed hard. Like he was saving it.
Then I climb up next to him, still stroking him while we kiss. I'm holding his dick in one hand, making out with him deep, dirty, and hot. I reach over, grab some oil from the table, and pour it all over him. Slick as hell. I turn around, straddle him backwards, and just sink onto his cock right into my ass. He grabs my waist, growling in my ear while I grind on him slow. We stayed like that for a while, just breathing, moaning, his hands digging into me.
Then he stands up like I weigh nothing. Fucks me standing, bent over the edge of the couch, going deep. After a few strokes, he pulls out, drops down, and starts licking my ass like he’s starving. Beard all up in it. I swear I almost lost it right there.
I flip around, shove him back onto the couch, grab his foot, and start licking his toes. Yeah, I said it. Sucking his toes while his cock’s throbbing like crazy. His face? Completely wrecked. He didn’t know what to do with himself.
So I climb back into his lap, face to face this time. Ride him slow, then faster. I kiss his chest, suck his nipples, grind harder. He’s breathing heavy, gripping my ass, begging me not to stop.
And then I feel him about to burst. He moans, “I’m gonna come.” And I’m like, “Do it. Fill me up.”
And he did. Full-on creampie. I felt every drop.
And you know what I did? I turned around, looked him in the eye, and kissed him like I owned him.
We sat there after, still connected, sweaty and leaking, both of us ruined. But I could feel it. He was already getting hard again.
So yeah… that man’s definitely coming back.