Fuck

My Story Time:

Okay besties, spill the tea because this is major. So there I was, camping in the back of Bryan’s truck, waking up from the most vivid sex dream about him. No cap, I could literally still feel his phantom dick pressed against my back, and I was so turned on I just pushed back against him with a whine, hoping he’d take the hint. But he pulled away and I let out this, like, totally pathetic sob. He was so confused, but I just turned and word-vomited the entire dream at him. His eyes went dark, and then his lips were on mine, his hands gripping my ass like he owned it. I moaned into his mouth, "Yes, Bryan, please," and then he was on top of me, grinding that hard cock against my pussy through our clothes. We were a fumbling mess, him fighting his button-fly and me trying to yeet my shorts off. Then everything just… stopped. Our eyes locked. The vibe was so intense, he told me later my eyes were literally sparkling. No words, just this silent, desperate agreement. And then he was inside me. OMG. He filled me up completely, this deep, perfect stretch that had me seeing stars. For a virgin, he fucked me like a god, hitting spots Marcus never could. I was a moaning, gasping mess, my nails digging into his back as he ruined me for anyone else, period. Sheesh.