Please…

The muscles in his shoulder are all I can focus on, when I can actually open my eyes. If I could look at what’s reflected in his mirrored aviator glasses, I’d see myself, legs spread wide… face contorted into god doesn’t even know what as he pounds his fingers into me.

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At the party earlier that night, he smirked at me when he noticed me staring at him as he licked his fingers to get the dripping bacon grease off of them. “Ever been fisted with bacon grease for lube?”

All I could do was stare at his upheld fist and trace the shape of his muscles up his arm. The, the… power he could put behind it, Jesus, could I take it? Before I could fully ponder the notion, I was following him to the elevator to go back to his hotel room. My heart was pounding even before he pushed me against the wall of the elevator once the door started to close. He pressed his fingers into my mouth and I could taste the bacon, oh lord. Never again could I eat bacon the same way after sucking the flavor off the fingers that would soon be inside my pussy.

When the elevator opened to his floor, he tossed me the room key and told me that I’d better be waiting on his bed for him. He nudged me out of the elevator then hit the door close button. I had no idea where he was going, but I went to his room to wait as instructed. It was a nice room, with bottles of booze all over the place. “Heh. Youtube money,” I thought to myself. I saw an open bottle of Jack and decided another shot wouldn’t hurt. They’d paid for all the booze at the party so it wasn’t like this would be stealing his personal stash, not with how utter fucking much he had, at least. On that note, I did contemplate stealing one of the dozen Bacon Strips shirts in an open suitcase but of course I’d only brought a clutch… stupid me. I didn’t know what he was doing or how long it’d take so I figured I better be ready for when he arrived. Right when I was nervously trying to figure out how I should be on the bed, he walked through the door. He smirked as he pulled his shirt off and climbed on the bed between my legs. I started to pull my shirt off when I just, just… got distracted. Holy fuck, the muscles… so gorgeous. Can I steal all his shirts… He realizes I’m gawking at his body and he flexes his arms before grabbing my breast. “Get these clothes off, unless you’ve changed your mind about feeling these fingers inside of you.” “No… I’m still game,” I manage to stammer out and I quickly pulled my jeans and shirt off. When I was done, he pressed me down on my back and teasingly rubbed my pussy through my panties. His face was serious, though maybe it was due to not being able to see his eyes. I could see terror and utter excitement in the reflection of my face if I could stop looking at his chest and arms.

He pulled my panties down, tearing them off one leg and started rubbing my already damp pussylips. Next thing I know, his face is between my legs, mouth devouring me like I’m a stack of bacon. I let out a low moan then he starts to slip a single finger inside of me. I’m not so sure, but I KNOW I’ve got to be soaking wet between the excitement of this muscular man wanting me plus the pure delight his lips and tongue were bringing me. He pulled his face away and I could see my juices all over his face. He leered up at me as he started to slowly pump his finger in and out. It felt good, but… I wanted more. I might regret not taking it slower later but for now, I was ready for a taste of that strength…

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Okaay so my birthday falls on a Monday this year… what I think I’m gonna do is buy some of the booze on my birthday (like for the Jolly Rancher vodka and the gummy bears) so I can get it prepped then get the rest Thursday or Friday. 

I’m thinking about having two parties, if it can fall together right, since I have two main groups of friends. Could I handle it tho? I don’t know but it’ll certainly be an awesome way to start off my 21st, bahahaha.

TO BUY:

handle of Svedka

non light beer (seriously, fuck light beer, BUD LIGHT in particular.)

5lbs of Haribo gummies

jars for the jolly rancher vodka

jolly ranchers

coconut rum

pineapple juice

151

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also, the best birthday present I could give myself is having a new job that’d let me dye  my hair… I think I’ve gotten set on a coral redish pink… lol

forest* shaved the previously shaved portion of my hair since it was getting long and i didn’t wanna cut it too short if i did it myself then he ended up teasing me like he was gonna take my right there in front of my mirror, making me beg an d call him sir… omg, it was so hot. he grabbed the braid i put the rest off my hair in and just gnerally treated me roughly. so so so hot.

name chnaged to protect the not so innocent (aka myself)