Page 373 of S is for SEX

I stood above her, reached down and helped her up from the floor.

“Oh my God, Christy, that was awesome,” she said, smiling.

“Yes. Yes it was. Holy shit,” I said, out of breath.

“Get this thing off of me.” I said as I shook the cock in my hand.

Beth helped get the contraption off. I held it in my hand and looked at Adam, who lay collapsed on the floor. He opened his eyes and pointed to the bathroom.

As I walked to the bathroom, I shook my head. This may be gross and slutty in a lot of people’s eyes, but fuck ‘em. Life isn’t about gold dust farting unicorns, sugar coated mountains, and fairies. It’s about fun. Romance and romance novels are for pussies and dreamers.

Porno’s and dudes with huge cocks and girls with strap-ons are for people that are in touch with who they are. Fuck, if you can’t have fun, why live. Uptight people need to get a fucking life. I’m going to embrace this summer, and I am going to have fun. Maybe letting Adam fuck me without a condom was irresponsible, but damn, it felt fucking great. I’d rather die from having my pussy rammed with an unprotected cock than die of a heart attack. A heart attack I had because my prude husband and I were arguing about which day of the month we were going to have missionary sex.

Fuck a bunch of prudes.

Bring me a strap-on, a cute red-head, and a dude with a nine inch cock.

The only person that would have considered this afternoon gross is a damned fool that isn’t in touch with themself.

Yep, I found my calling. This summer was going to rock.

I cleaned up, and washed the rubber rocket in the sink. When I walked out into the other room, Adam and Beth were dressed. I looked at Adam and nodded. Beth turned to me and smiled. Damn, she is a cute little fucker. I’d sure view at her differently at work now after all of this.

“Dude, I had a blast, I appreciate it.” I said, standing there naked in front of Adam.

“Yeah, that was a trip, I gotta get ready for work,” he responded.

“Well, let me get dressed and we’ll be gone,” I said as I walked to the pile of clothes on the floor.

I tossed Beth the strap-on, and pointed to the bag. She opened the bag, gawked inside, and laughed as she put it inside and zipped it up.

As we walked to the door, Adam held his arms outstretched.

“Hugs?” he asked.

“Sure,” I responded, and hugged him.

Beth stepped in and gave him a hug.

“Thanks,” she said as she smiled.

I opened the door, and Beth walked through. I closed the door behind me, and as I did, I turned and winked at Adam.

Walking down the steps, I watched Beth in front of me. What an ass this girl has. I thought of her sucking my clit, and of her taking that huge strap-on like a champ. I gawked at her fucking mess of hair.

The way she bit my nipples…

“Hey, I got a question,” I said as we reached the landing.

“Yeah?” she responded over her shoulder.

“What’s your last name start with?” I chuckled.

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