Crazy Bitch
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I must have washed my hands for a good ten minutes after Sarah left. I felt dirty. I felt used. I was even a little scared. Sarah was obviously a few crows short of a murder, but just how crazy could she actually be?
The answer came sooner than I could have possibly imagined...
--to be continued--
As I walked back to my bed, I realized that the hellish experience was too much to deal with, I then heard a knock...Sarah was back.
" Dude I so need to stay here, I forgot where I live" she exclaimed to me with a weird look on her face. Great, I get stuck with the crazy bitch again. She stepped back in and walked back to my room.
Now she did come with the stupidest excuse I've ever heard, but when she left I realized how horny I was....and she did look about 3% cuter now.
She grabbed my bong and proceeded to smoke whatever was left in the bowl....She took her shoes off and laid back and stared at a wall.
Her shirt was also unbuttoned 2 buttons and I could see her cleavage, and at 4:15 in the morning it looked really inviting...I moved closer to her.
She began to cough uncontrollably for nearly a minute...I wanted to tell her to leave. As she leaned over to get some tissues from the foot of my bed I noticed something....She was wearing a thong, as I saw the whaletail design emerge from her hipline...very sexy. I noticed something else as well...She had a fuzzy back, not hairy, but was fuzzy with lizzly hair...Maybe she didnt shave that day?...
She finished her coughin fit and our eyes met.....I looked into her one good eye and wondered if there was a more beuatiful person inside, As she hocked a loogie I knew the answer instantly.
She fell asleep on my bed, on her back with her legs spread....at almost 5:30 in the morning she look good as hell...
She began snoring....this didnt stop my mind from thinking of all the things I've ever wanted to do with a real girl, and now i had one. I undid the button on her jeans...she didnt move. The zipper came down as well with little effort, it seemed to undo itself...She was wearing black panties,skimpy ones.
I could see a small curl of blonde hair from below....At this point she rolled on her side and didnt notice the status of her pants
I pulled them down slowly, it took about 10 minute to get them to her knees, she never woke up.
There was one Trojan I had had forever now, it was going to get used tonight...I ripped open the package and unrolled it onto my rock hard tool....
I spooned uo next to her and tried to slide into her....she suddenly arched her back to meet me...I felt the warmth surround me as I slid inside of the passed out crazy girl next to me.... She grabbed my arms suddenly as if she woke up !!!...I got scared and started to back away...
" Cmon....take me Frank" she sleepily whispered to thin air.....
Who was Frank....?...
tbc...
The answer came sooner than I could have possibly imagined...
--to be continued--
As I walked back to my bed, I realized that the hellish experience was too much to deal with, I then heard a knock...Sarah was back.
" Dude I so need to stay here, I forgot where I live" she exclaimed to me with a weird look on her face. Great, I get stuck with the crazy bitch again. She stepped back in and walked back to my room.
Now she did come with the stupidest excuse I've ever heard, but when she left I realized how horny I was....and she did look about 3% cuter now.
She grabbed my bong and proceeded to smoke whatever was left in the bowl....She took her shoes off and laid back and stared at a wall.
Her shirt was also unbuttoned 2 buttons and I could see her cleavage, and at 4:15 in the morning it looked really inviting...I moved closer to her.
She began to cough uncontrollably for nearly a minute...I wanted to tell her to leave. As she leaned over to get some tissues from the foot of my bed I noticed something....She was wearing a thong, as I saw the whaletail design emerge from her hipline...very sexy. I noticed something else as well...She had a fuzzy back, not hairy, but was fuzzy with lizzly hair...Maybe she didnt shave that day?...
She finished her coughin fit and our eyes met.....I looked into her one good eye and wondered if there was a more beuatiful person inside, As she hocked a loogie I knew the answer instantly.
She fell asleep on my bed, on her back with her legs spread....at almost 5:30 in the morning she look good as hell...
She began snoring....this didnt stop my mind from thinking of all the things I've ever wanted to do with a real girl, and now i had one. I undid the button on her jeans...she didnt move. The zipper came down as well with little effort, it seemed to undo itself...She was wearing black panties,skimpy ones.
I could see a small curl of blonde hair from below....At this point she rolled on her side and didnt notice the status of her pants
I pulled them down slowly, it took about 10 minute to get them to her knees, she never woke up.
There was one Trojan I had had forever now, it was going to get used tonight...I ripped open the package and unrolled it onto my rock hard tool....
I spooned uo next to her and tried to slide into her....she suddenly arched her back to meet me...I felt the warmth surround me as I slid inside of the passed out crazy girl next to me.... She grabbed my arms suddenly as if she woke up !!!...I got scared and started to back away...
" Cmon....take me Frank" she sleepily whispered to thin air.....
Who was Frank....?...
tbc...
There was one Trojan I had had forever now, it was going to get used tonight...I ripped open the package and unrolled it onto my rock hard tool....
I spooned uo next to her and tried to slide into her....she suddenly arched her back to meet me...I felt the warmth surround me as I slid inside of the passed out crazy girl next to me.... She grabbed my arms suddenly as if she woke up !!!...I got scared and started to back away...
" Cmon....take me Frank" she sleepily whispered to thin air.....
Who was Frank....?...
Layin there with myself all the way inside her and a quizzical look on my face like the Rock....Who the hell is Frank ? We lived in a small town and I didn't know a Frank, not on my block, not in my class, hell not even in the city. WHO THE HELL IS FRANK ?
She seemed to have fallen deep back asleep, her body layed there 1/2 naked and I was slowly loosing my wood thanks to this godforsaken question...I thought long and hard, well for about 6 quick pump in and out of her, slow and gentle to not wake her.
At this point I began to question myself, here I am with a girl I realy cant stand, the sun is comin up, I've got a semi thats planted into her and I can't even maintain wood.
Then she said it again...this time merely mumbled...
"Frank....oh Frank"
For some strange reason I gt rock hard for this girl calling out someone else names while she was alseep and i was planted in her...I pressed my luck and gave one long hard jab in her...She barely moved. I then began working it like only I could...I could feel her wetness slipping down the back of her legs as i slid in and out. She still was dead to the world...."wow" i though..I began contemplating how long I could keep it going.
She was somewhat loose, she had had her share of men before me, I'd heard stories from the others about her drunken escapades in Honda Civics and Explorers, the time after the kegger Jimmy took her to the bleachers and let everyone watch as her gave it to her.
At this point ,all these thoght racing through my mind I couldnt hold back. I grobed her left breast and to my suprise her nipple was rock hard. I took 3 deep plunges into her wet and warm orifice. With the last stroke I exploded inside her and let out a muffled " MmmmmmmhhhhOoooohhh" into the pillow.
She still didnt move...
I lay there lettin myself fully drain in her...I waited until i was limp before pullin out of her.
Gettin the head out caused me to twitch as my massive nut massaged the head of my now soft pecker...it looked like i emptied the insides of 3 twinkies into that Trojan, I was somewhat proud.
Now came the challenge of getting her pants back on...and after busting a mssive load like that one..I wasnt that patient of a man, I just wanted to lay back and admire myself.
The task took the better part of 20 minutes...the entire time she barely even moved.
The damn button on those jeans was a pain in the ass though, they were so damn tight, easier getting off than getting on .
I passed out after fondling her tits for a minute, she had a nice rack that deserved some more attention. I woke up with my hand still on her left breast, I smile at the thought that "it really happened"
She woke up around noon and acted as if nothing happened, my shit-eating grin the whole day almost gave me away, but no.
She never said a thing.
Months went by and nothing even close to this even ever happened, we remained good friends and hung out quite a bit, we were good smoking buddies, although she hardly ever had any bud, but I was happy to share for the company. We'd go out and have a great night of drinking and she passed out many times at my place, but I never tested my luck again.
Then it happened. She told me she was moving away and I'd most likely would never see her again, Since we were such good friends it hurt....We spent one last day together, and when I took her home she gave me a goodbye kiss I'll never forget...God she was a good kisser, I had to try hard to hide my surging manhood.
On her last day, she invited me over to come say goodbye, I drove over and helped her pack a little, we talk and reminisced on the past, I was going to miss her.
Then there was a knock on her bedroom door, a man came into the room and extended his hand to me..
" Hi, Im Frank.....Sarahs father, its a pleasure to meet you... you must be Andrew... I've heard so much about you "
I spooned uo next to her and tried to slide into her....she suddenly arched her back to meet me...I felt the warmth surround me as I slid inside of the passed out crazy girl next to me.... She grabbed my arms suddenly as if she woke up !!!...I got scared and started to back away...
" Cmon....take me Frank" she sleepily whispered to thin air.....
Who was Frank....?...
Layin there with myself all the way inside her and a quizzical look on my face like the Rock....Who the hell is Frank ? We lived in a small town and I didn't know a Frank, not on my block, not in my class, hell not even in the city. WHO THE HELL IS FRANK ?
She seemed to have fallen deep back asleep, her body layed there 1/2 naked and I was slowly loosing my wood thanks to this godforsaken question...I thought long and hard, well for about 6 quick pump in and out of her, slow and gentle to not wake her.
At this point I began to question myself, here I am with a girl I realy cant stand, the sun is comin up, I've got a semi thats planted into her and I can't even maintain wood.
Then she said it again...this time merely mumbled...
"Frank....oh Frank"
For some strange reason I gt rock hard for this girl calling out someone else names while she was alseep and i was planted in her...I pressed my luck and gave one long hard jab in her...She barely moved. I then began working it like only I could...I could feel her wetness slipping down the back of her legs as i slid in and out. She still was dead to the world...."wow" i though..I began contemplating how long I could keep it going.
She was somewhat loose, she had had her share of men before me, I'd heard stories from the others about her drunken escapades in Honda Civics and Explorers, the time after the kegger Jimmy took her to the bleachers and let everyone watch as her gave it to her.
At this point ,all these thoght racing through my mind I couldnt hold back. I grobed her left breast and to my suprise her nipple was rock hard. I took 3 deep plunges into her wet and warm orifice. With the last stroke I exploded inside her and let out a muffled " MmmmmmmhhhhOoooohhh" into the pillow.
She still didnt move...
I lay there lettin myself fully drain in her...I waited until i was limp before pullin out of her.
Gettin the head out caused me to twitch as my massive nut massaged the head of my now soft pecker...it looked like i emptied the insides of 3 twinkies into that Trojan, I was somewhat proud.
Now came the challenge of getting her pants back on...and after busting a mssive load like that one..I wasnt that patient of a man, I just wanted to lay back and admire myself.
The task took the better part of 20 minutes...the entire time she barely even moved.
The damn button on those jeans was a pain in the ass though, they were so damn tight, easier getting off than getting on .
I passed out after fondling her tits for a minute, she had a nice rack that deserved some more attention. I woke up with my hand still on her left breast, I smile at the thought that "it really happened"
She woke up around noon and acted as if nothing happened, my shit-eating grin the whole day almost gave me away, but no.
She never said a thing.
Months went by and nothing even close to this even ever happened, we remained good friends and hung out quite a bit, we were good smoking buddies, although she hardly ever had any bud, but I was happy to share for the company. We'd go out and have a great night of drinking and she passed out many times at my place, but I never tested my luck again.
Then it happened. She told me she was moving away and I'd most likely would never see her again, Since we were such good friends it hurt....We spent one last day together, and when I took her home she gave me a goodbye kiss I'll never forget...God she was a good kisser, I had to try hard to hide my surging manhood.
On her last day, she invited me over to come say goodbye, I drove over and helped her pack a little, we talk and reminisced on the past, I was going to miss her.
Then there was a knock on her bedroom door, a man came into the room and extended his hand to me..
" Hi, Im Frank.....Sarahs father, its a pleasure to meet you... you must be Andrew... I've heard so much about you "
