Curvy Candace

It’s been way too long and I have way too much to write about.

I’ve had this story on my mind since the night it happened, eagerly waiting for some free time to write about it. Now, I finally have a quiet night.

It was a Friday night in early September. I’ve been meeting guys on dating sites like Fling, etc. Most of it has been pretty lame and didn’t lead to anything. I suppose you could say that this didn’t really lead to anything, but we had fun anyways.

Earlier that week I started communicating with a guy named Andrew that I met online there. At first it was just emails, but soon we were texting. Some of the texts got pretty hot. We were talking about what’d we do to each other. It was enough where my panties were getting wet just reading his texts.

Friday night, we were supposed to go out on a date. But we both got tied up doing other things. I think it was about ten at night by the time we were both free. If he wasn’t going away for a few days, we probably would’ve just went out another night. But he was going to be gone and we had to see each other before he left.

We agreed that we weren’t going to dress up, we were just going to hangout for an hour or two. It half felt like a booty call. I wore a casual shorts and tank top outfit, but underneath I had my leopard print lace panties and matching bra.

I was nervous knocking on the door, half hoping he would pull me in, push me against the wall and start making out with me. Instead, he opened the door and just smiled. He looked so hot, better than his pictures. But I could tell he thought I was too thick and curvy. The tank top really showed off my tits, but I saw him sneaking peeks at my stomach.

It was awkward and full of small talk. We sat on his couch and watched the end of some really bad movie, spending most of it trying to find things to say. We did drink a couple of beers that loosened up our tongues some, but I think we could both tell this wasn’t going to really turn into anything. After the movie, some comedian came on. Really dirty and one of his topics was blowjobs. It was funny and had us both laughing.

During a commercial break, he asked me if I liked giving blowjobs.

Not so innocently, I admitted that I did.

We were both silent for a minute, then I asked “Do you want me to suck your cock?” I don’t know what really made me said it. I was horny, but I didn’t even know his last name. I had only really known him for half an hour, but driving over there, I sort of knew that I would be sucking his cock before I left.

I undid his belt, he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper. My hands reached into his boxers and found his warm, semi-hard cock. In less than a minute, my hands had his cock rock hard.

He was watching me with a smile as I leaned over to him. I looked at him one last time and smiled back.

I licked his cock up and down. I licked the head, then slid it between my lips.

After a minute, I had to change to a more comfortable position. I got down on my knees in front of him. I was about to go back to work, when he stopped me and asked me to take of my top. I took it off, then took off my bra. His hands reached out and fondled me. Recently, having my tits played with has really started to turn me on, especially when he played with my nipples.

I put my tits around his cock and let him titty fuck me. He told me it looked incredible. He told me he wanted to cum on my tits.

However, he definitely wasn’t ready yet. Soon, his cock was back in my mouth. My lips slid up and down his hard cock. I knew I would probably never see him again, so I wanted to give him something he wouldn’t forget for a long time.I looked up and there was a look of pure pleasure on his face.

I didn’t think he would ever cum. A few times, I had to use my hands so my mouth could take a break.

I tried to deep throat his cock, but I couldn’t do it without gagging. However, he wasn’t complaining. He told me that I was a “fucking amazing slut” that could really suck. I was a complete slut, not holding anything back because I wouldn’t see him again.

A minute later, he warned me.  He told me he was about to cum.

I let his cock slide out of my mouth and my hands finished him off. I aimed his cock at my tits. He came so hard that the first two shots hit my chin. The rest exploded on to my tits. I was a mess, but we both loved the way I looked. We both kind of admired it for a minute before he got up and got me tissues.

I felt almost like a whore. He was practically at the door before I even had my bra back on. And as I was driving away, I could still feel the residue of his cum.

I have some other adventures to share. Hopefully, I have more time soon.

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