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Missy
It was out of necessity that Missy asked to stay at my house. Her boyfriend, who enjoyed beating up women, had been served with a restraining order. Missy was scared to go back to her mobile home and needed a place to crash a few days. I really didn’t know her that well, she was a friend of friend. Since her boyfriend didn’t know me, it was highly unlikely that he’d be looking for her at my place. I had an extra bedroom, with Debbie moved out, and she was willing to pay a little to help with the rent. She had me go out and pick up some groceries before I headed to work.
I didn’t know what to expect when agreeing to this, just happy to help out was all.
I was pleasantly surprised when I came back to have a home cooked meal waiting for me. Missy even cleaned up my place. I was grateful for her efforts but told her it wasn’t necessary since she had given me some money for rent. Missy thanked me for allowing her to stay. She cleaned up after the meal and we hung out on my couch. I didn’t bring up the reason she was here and we talked mainly about her family and interests. I did my best to pay attention and tried my best not to stare at her chest. Missy was wearing an old concert t-shirt that was cut low, it showed off her pushed up cleavage. I couldn’t help myself, especially when it bounced around when she laughed nervously. Missy was short, around 5’6″, she had a thick, shapely lower body. Nice strong calves, leading up to thick thighs that bulged out of her cut off shorts made from sweatpants. She was fair skinned but not as pale as me. Missy had a thick waist and a slightly round belly. Her breasts were held up by the black bra she wore under the T-shirt, they jiggled around when she moved and laughed. Her hair was blonde with a tiny of red. It hung down just over her shoulders. Her face was pudgy, she had high cheek bones, and dimples when she gave me a smile. Her eyes were these big dark pools that lit up as I continued to ask he questions about herself. We kept the conversation light and fun while we watched a funny movie and made jokes about it.
We went to our separate bedrooms and I masturbated thinking of Missy naked on top of me. I blew my load into a dirty towel from my laundry basket twice before calling asleep. That next morning, I awoke naked in my bed extremely hard. I pulled the sheets down just below my knees and started rubbing. I was trying to be quiet when there was a slight knock on my door and before I could respond ……Missy peeked in. I tried my best to yank the covers over my erect penis but she had caught a glimpse. I felt my cheeks go flush. Missy quickly apologized and shut my door. I froze and just laid there looking up at the ceiling, embarrassed from what she had just witnessed. My hand still on my shaft, I pondered what my next move should be. I slowly rubbed myself under the covers, I was still hard. I continued to masturbate slowly as I strained my ears to hear any movement near my bedroom door. I kept rubbing, a little harder, a little faster. I pulled down the sheets again as I felt the surge of cum wanting to erupt out of me. My nipples were hard as I can my other hand over them. I fought the urge to cum as long as I could. Then just as I was about to explore, I heard Missy’s voice from just outside my room. I wanted to say something but couldn’t as cum shot up and out of me. I only managed a feeble “Unggh, just…a ……second!” My climax was oddly endhanced by Missy just being a few feet away behind the hollow door. A few bursts of cum blasted out of me and onto my face and chest and few had hit the wall just over my head as well. I guess Missy was impatient, for she didn’t wait a response and opened the door with authority. I had just spewed my juices will over and my euphoric state made my reflexes slow. I didn’t even try to hide what had just happened. Missy looked at me straight faced and disappointed. She didn’t approve and the cum that covered my face was sliding into my eyes. It burned a little. She looked at me, shook her head and said “I was hoping you were different but I guess you’re not.” I felt deflated after hearing the sadness in her voice.
Then Missy did something odd. She just stared at me with her arms now crossed. I was starting to pull up my sheets because she just stood there silently. It had felt like a long time. Then she turned abruptly and left my bedroom. Her footsteps thundered away to her room. She slammed her door shut. I jumped up and went to the bathroom. I tried my best to tip toe there. I jumped into the shower and washed myself as quickly as I could. I got out, toweled off and was heading back to my room. Missy opened her bedroom door as I was walking by. She had her suitcase in hand. I froze. “I’m leaving!” Missy exclaimed loudly. I didn’t say anything. He chest was heaving and I made the dumb move at staring at it. She moved past me and I just watched. Her ass swiveled as she strutted to the front door. She was wearing these pink shorts with black trim. Missy looked hot. I didn’t say anything and just started. She put her hand on the door knob. I didn’t say anything. Then she turned, tears were running down her face. She looked so cute, even when sad. “Aren’t you going to stop me from leaving?” I heard her desperate plea in her shaking voice. I didn’t respond verbally..,…
I walked over to her, my towel loosened…..
It fell off just before reaching her, I was getting hard as I moved up on her. I looked at Missy. I put one hand on her hand that was on the door. I easily pulled it away. She looked up at me longing, I kissed her. I could taste the salt from her tears on her lips. She dropped the suitcase. I pulled her into me. I felt her warmth as we continued to kiss. She touched my face with both hand as I wrapped mine around her body. I didn’t say anything, I took off each piece of clothing off Missy’s trembling body. We slowly went back to her bedroom. When I laid Missy down on the bed, she was naked. Missy opened herself up to me. I went down into her and licked and sucked until Missy was satisfied. Then I made my way up her beautiful body. She was so moist as I entered inside. The slurping sounds it made as I began to work my shaft deep into her. Missy had this excited/nervous look in her eyes. I could tell she wanted to say something but was afraid, like me, it might ruin the moment. Instead, we just looked at each other as I moved in and out slowly. I didn’t rush it. Missy felt so good, she was so wet, warm. I didn’t want it to end. I felt the surge build up in me. I slowed down in hopes to keep feeling what I was feeling. Missy gave me this look, she was relaxed….she was seductive. She had her hands on my ass. I had her legs up over my shoulders as I bore my flesh rod inward. I jerked and jumped a little but didn’t let my usual “Unggh!” come out. Instead I just let my body do the talking as my seeds rushed out of me into her body’s warm embrace. Missy touched my face, we kissed. I kept pumping for as long as I could until there was nothing but a worn out shriveled up little thick cock.
“Couldn’t you tell, I wanted this last night?” Missy said with a weary sheepish grin.
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