The following is a work of fiction, any resemblance to people or places is purely due to my own overactive imagination whilst on a walk through a rich suburban area tonight
A moderately tall, moderately weighted, moderate looking average college nerd, that's all I've been since I got here. My roommates never seem to take notice of me when they aren't making fun of me. Class is below me, and my classmates are immature.
I'm not exactly a pimply faced star trek nerd. I'm just average, everyday guy, dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and a tendency to wear black, and walk around aimlessly at night.
It was during one of these excursions that I encountered J. J was not an average man, nearing 6'4" I'd say. Long slender fingers, shoulder length dark hair, a love of music, reclusive, almost sickeningly dark blue eyes, that was J. He exuded confidence, knew that he had an effect on everyone, relished in that fact even.
James Roderick, a man of the community, that's me. I could have anyone in this stuck up suburb if I felt like giving them a suggestive nod. In fact I've been working on the leader of the Local PTA, this butchy looking chick, soft, but with the short hair and acts like she owns the place. She looked average, if not much younger than she actually was.
Wandering around the neighborhood of Avalon Hills, I spot her, coming toward me, but I don't think she's noticed me yet. I decide to play out a fantasy she related to me, she's been very obedient and she deserved a treat. I position myself crouched behind a tree and wait.
Where did that guy go? I swear I just saw this scarecrow walking towards me. Oh well, I think, and continue down the path. This place is new to me, I just moved in to some nearby apartments and I've been exploring the surrounding area. It looks like a lot of "old money" lives here. The houses are simply astoundingly lavish.
"ACK!" I can't breathe; long arms are holding me, loose but strong.
"shhhh…. Its J. baby" he says as one hand starts to undo my pants and he starts fingering my mouth with the other.
"mmmph MMPH" I manage.
She can't wait, I can feel it. I maneuver us further behind the shadow of the tree. Nonchalantly I toss her to the ground, and tell her to get on her knees. She turns around, and it could be the shadows, but I swear that bitch looks hungry for it. I grab her behind her ears and pull her face so tight against me that my zipper leaves a red mark down her face.
"Get my cock out, bitch. I know you want it."
Who the hell is he to talk to me like that? I'm not sure if its arousal or fear, but I do as he says. Of course someone confident to rape someone on the street wouldn't wear underwear… and soon I'm staring at six and a half inches of the most beautiful ivory toned flesh id ever seen. As soon as my jaw drops he shoves half of it in my mouth, and I begin to suck. It's not like it's a new experience to me, but I bet he doesn't know that. I try to give him his moneys worth, alternating between fast and slow, and then
Oh my god this bitch can suck some cock, but why is she stopping?
"Ahhhhahah haaha….ahhhh" she begins licking under the head, and I almost lose my mind.
I see he must be enjoying the ride, but it doesn't last. He lifts me up by my shoulders and spins me around, throwing me into the ground again.
Thud
He dropped onto the ground and begins pulling my waist up to meet him.
She thinks she can get away with something like that? I let my guard down that time, but now she's going to get it like the bitch she is. I guide my saliva slickened shaft to her little rosebud and press up against it, slowly at first, until coming to a full halt with my balls resting on her.
"OOOOOOOH SHIT" I think, his cock isn't the thickest, but it's long enough to really make this pleasurable. He bottomed out in me, paused to take a breath, and then
I start pounding into that ass like there's no tomorrow, I can hear her moaning, it seems like a whole new woman, maybe I should fuck her like this more often. It's not long before I feel her shudder underneath me, and her ass clinches in her moment of ecstasy, sending me over my edge as well.
So warm, feeling him bury his seed deep within me, and then he reaches around to my chest to help me into a more upright position, tilting my head back into a deep hungering kiss.
I begin running my hands all over her body, and soon I realize that she's so wet her t-shirt got wet. I continue to reach lower to her nether regions.
What's this? Oh my sweet gracious gods, it seems I've seduced one of the local college boys by mistake and didn't even realize it until just now, but that's no reason to stop.
Up, down, up, down. So good on my slick cock, his rough hand wrapped all the way around it, slowly stroking it. All too soon I feel comfortable, and he throws me to the ground once more.
"My name is J, we'll meet again."
authors note: long time reader, first time writer. if you like it, i may be able to finally put to paper one of my old lovers ideas and write about our first night. thank you for reading this far, im a bit far from home and the idea just came to me while i was out walking.