If she wants to hang out, no pressure, be friends, someone to vent to - I'm good with that. I'm someone to go whack golfballs with, or play pool, or just sip wine and talk.
Or when she wants to have some no-stings attached sex - she rings me up.
I used to really like her on a way more than friends level, but she was bringing out parts of my personality that I didn't care for. So I pulled the reins in so that I can be her friend, which in my world is very important. When she wants sex, I'm never strong enough to say no.
Sex is always her call. Sometimes she has a boyfriend, sometimes she doesn't. Most of the time, I don't know...I don't completely trust her to be 100% honest with me. I think that she thinks it hurts my feelings (it doesn't). But, whatever.
Needless to say, I'd love to get down every time she comes around. She called me at work last night as I was leaving work and asked if I wanted to come over and watch TV. I said sure, let me go home and change and this and that.
Well, not more than 20 minutes later she was calling again. 99 out of 100 times this is the "I'm really sorry, I comppletely forgot I have plans" excuse (lie) because something cooler came up. But this time she was just telling me her roomate came home (wasn't suppose to) and they're fighting. Can I come get her and just putt around, sip coffee and talk?
So I pick her up. My car is pretty old and crappy, but it has a good system in it and it's a rag top. So we drove around sipping coffee, roof down, talking, listening to music.
The topic moved to sex, which it does when that's what she's looking for. It's like a code. We were kidding about this and that, she was teasing me that I probably jerked off before I came to get her so I wouldn't be tempted to jump her and such.
We were on backroads and I pulled into a deserted camp ground. It's basically a big clearing in the middle of no where that used to have places for people to come camping. The area that we live it's not hard to find a place to just park and not be disturbed. More than one time I've stumbled across people having sex in some closed off rest area, or a camp that hasn't been used in years.
Emily had the sex completely reclined on her side and her shirt wasn't covering her stomach. Emily is a small petite girl. Short blonde hair, a stomach that is just ripped (she's almost obessive about working out), her chest is perhaps an A cup at best. Everything on her looks...perfect. It's exactly how it should look. Emily is one of the only small chested girls that I know that loves her breasts the way that they are.
She has powerful, tan legs. She is a runner and has a runner's body. I was leaning back sipping my coffee when she started rubbing my leg, and quickly just moved her her to my cock.
We started kissing. If there is one thing I could change about Em is her kissing style, she's too forceful. I enjoy soft, sensual kissing. She's a throw her tongue down your throat agressive kisser...which, I guess, fits her personality well.
She pulled my cock out of my pants and started sucking it. While I don't enjoy the aggreesive kissing, she gives great head. She certainly knows what she's doing, and she's one of about three people in the world that could get me off at will.
While sucking me, she pushed my pants around my ankles. Straddling me, she sat on my lap and moved her thong to one side. She slid down me and started riding me. I unbuttoned her shirt and pulled her bra up over her tits, taking her nipples into my mouth. She has her nipples pierced and loves having them pulled on.
Normally Emily is a marathon fucker. She likes it hard, fast, and long. I've lost a lot of sleep over that girl. Maybe 45 seconds into it, she was cumming. When Emily cums she gets really quiet, bites her lower lips, and moans very low in her throat. After you've made her cum a couple times there is no disgusing it.
She came and started moving her hips in way that always gets me off quickly. Emily is one of those girls that has complete control on her body and, when she's on top, if she wants you to cum there isn't much you can do about it.
Thing is this: she always delays it. And she hates being ejaculated in. After a few rounds of sex she always make me put on a condom, or sucks me off. In the three years we've been fucking, I've never cum inside her pussy without a condom on.
Emily started grinding her hips back and forth and had my shirt up around my neck. She was pulling at, and flicking my nipples. I told her that she needed to slow off or I was going to cum and that made her fuck me harder. Her skirt was lifted around her waist and watching her little bald pussy grinding on my cock was way too much to handle.
I grabbed her hips and thrusted into her as hard as I could, cumming inside her. As I started to cum she was moaning loadly telling me to do it, fill her up.
She collasped on top of me, and without a word, rolled off me and fixed her shirt and such. We made some small talk and I pulled my pants up. She wasn't making eye contact with me and answering in small, one word answers.
I brought her home, she kissed me cheek, said goodnight and walked off. All very strange. I realized when I got home that I didn't even know if she's on the pill or not...