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Let The Good Times Roll
Let The Good Times Roll
It started as a movie date.
It ended with the two of us naked in my bed.
See, hope DOES spring eternal.
She came over at around 7 PM with some movies (the only non-animated ones she had), and let me have the choice. Out of that batch, Love Actually was the only one I hadn't seen, so that's what we watched. And, while sappy and cheesy in some spots (a 9-year-old kid defying airline security just to tell a girl he loves her? Uh-huh, sure), I enjoyed the hell out of it. Bill Nighy owned as a bloated, past-his-prime rock star who gets lucky with one awful song, and the aforementioned kid, who is white, expressed his desires for a beautiful black girl, thus making the boy my hero. I'm telling you, I'm not the only white boy with interracial fantasies.
So after the movie, we flipped through the channels while my Adult Friend (I'm not telling you who, you'll just have to guess) began to kvetch about her "dumbass" (her words, not mine) man of her dreams, who recently did her wrong. Then she gets all feisty and begins to tell me of her deviant plan to make her man jealous, which only served to turn me on. She's at her naughty best when she's deviant, and she was working that angle into overdrive, making me so horny I couldn't take it anymore. Either we were gonna fuck, or I was gonna jerk off right then and there. Something had to give, folks.
(And for the record, I have no problem with the fact that she has a man her heart is set to. The guy lives 600 miles away, she's gotta get her rocks off with SOMEBODY. This is where I come in. Our relationship has always been an open one based on friendship with a little sex. She has no problems when I'm with other women, either. It's the perfect relationship for me right now, because I don't want to commit to one person just yet.)
Thankfully, she was in for some good times, so it was off to the bedroom where clothes came off, body parts were nibbled and sucked on, and a LOT of moaning and groaning was the soundtrack to our intercourse. This Adult Friend gives head like you wouldn't believe, and I almost came right then and there. Intercourse was fucking fabulous, and she further won me over (as if she hadn't done that already) when she asked for the "money shot on the face" ending, which I was only too happy to oblige. It was tremendous. It was our first time sexually since April, and trust me, it was well worth the wait.
Afterwards, we cuddled while we looked at some of my old Playboy mags (including the issue with my favorite Playmate, Stacy Fuson) and talked about parents, kids, life and other stuff. I'm a firm believer in that post-sex counts just as much as sex itself, and so I've mastered that to a tee. I think both of my Adult Friends will attest to that. And had she not had to drive back home, we'd probably still be on the bed.
And now I sit here at my desk, satisfied and content for the night. My weekend started out right. I didn't sleep well last night, but I don't think that'll be a problem tonight.
And if my Adult Friend is reading this... thanks, babe.
"Today may be the first day of the rest of your life, unless you live on the other side of the International Date Line, then yesterday was the first day of the rest of your life."- Larry Andersen
6/17/2006 12:19 pm
Awwww ya big old sugar bear...pillow talk is the best talk |
just a squirrel trying to get a nut
6/18/2006 7:37 pm
It was my pleasure baby...you are so very sweet to me....luv ya bunches|