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I have nicer tits than Peter Griffin
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You want a story, here’s a good one.
Phone rings. I pick up. Not even a hello, all I hear is,
“So what time do you get off work tonight?” the voice asked.
“Who is this?!” I ask, even though I know it’s my bf calling.
“Quit playing games, I’m already sprouting wood with the sound of your voice.”
I giggled a little.
“I dunno, 6 maybe 7, why?”
“Want to do it tonight? I got the next two days off. My next shift starts Thursday. I can come over tonight, ok?”
“Yeah, alright if you want to, BRING RUBBER I’m not buying it for you again this time!”
“Yeah, yeah whatever, see you tonight.”
He hangs up.
7:15pm, my place. I’m all alone, roommate left because I asked her to. There’s a knock on the door, I get off the couch to answer.
“Hi, he stands there in a dirty looking ragged up t-shirt and torn jeans.” Yet I think he couldn’t look sexier.
“What’re you up to?” he asks me.
“Nothing, just sitting around.”
He walks in. Takes his shirt off and throws it onto the couch, then slumps himself against the couch and attacks my remote.
“Let’s watch that last episode of Family Guy you got the other day.”
Now I’m furious. I thought we were having sex, and he wants to watch Family Guy. Maybe it turns him on, I thought. So I flick through my dvd’s and pop in Family Guy.
He starts singing to the theme song. What a moron, I think to myself. I get up and walk across the room.
“I’m going to take a nap, I announce.” I take my shirt off, and head to my bedroom. Note, I’m not wearing anything else under my shirt. I make sure I turn around and face him, then nod towards him and say, “Enjoy Peter Griffin.”
He stares at me, but doesn’t move. I walk into my bedroom, turn the air conditioning on and slip into bed. I hear the TV being turned off in the hall. I hear footsteps. I see a shadow approaching my room. He’s tall figure suddenly appears over the foot of my queen size bed. He comes closer and pulls the covers off me. I look up at him and grin.
“I thought you were watching Family Guy?” Without a word he gets into bed and cups his huge hands on my tits. He starts kneading the flesh, tweaking my nipples and tugging on them. “Yea, but Peter Griffin doesn’t have tits like yours.”
He carries on tugging and pulling at my nipples, while his lips finds mine and presses them against my mouth. He bites down my lower lip softly producing a soft whimper out of me. His hands move down from my breasts to my abdomen, then towards my tummy where he tickled my navel a little and then lower still to rest on the gutter of my shorts. I slip my one hand between us to feel him. I run my fingers down his bare chest, then down to his crotch where my palms knock against his massive hard on.
“Oooooh, I exclaim.” I start stroking him through his jeans.
“Take them off he tells me.” I do as told, and unbuckle the top of his jeans, then move my entire body down towards him until I’m face to face with his crotch. His one hands still kneads my one tit. With my teeth I pull down his zipper and remove the rest of his jeans. I palm his cock, and stroke him through his boxers now. I slowly slip my hands into his boxers and find his incredibly stiff member. “Take them off,” again he yells this time.
I slowly pull his boxers down, and ‘boink’ his cock springs out in all its glory for my delicious view. I grab hold of him and stroke him up and down kneading his ball sac with my other hands. He groans. I like nothing more than to hear a man whimper and groan when he’s handled this way. I continue stroking him till I see liquid glistening out of his cock hole. I bend my head down and lick it off. I tickle my tongue on the tip of his cock and then dart it from left to right before placing my entire mouth on his stiff member. I close my lips tightly around his cock head and move down all the way to the base, and then back up. My mouth sucks in, making my cheeks hollow. He grunts and slowly starts humping his hips into my mouth. His hand then move to my ass and gropes it. He gives my round ass two full blows. I pull my mouth off his cock and yelp out. He grabs my head with his other hand and directs me back to his member. I start licking his balls, and sucking softly at them before going back to work on his cock. His hands now slip into my shorts and into my panties finding my wet moist spot. He slips a finger inside me and strokes it in and out. I moan out while still sucking his magnificent cock. I stop a few seconds later to take my shorts and panties of and get on top of him again. My ass facing his face and my legs on both sides of his face, we start 69’ing each other. His hands slap both my ass cheeks again, and he continues fingering me hard. I pull away from his cock to enjoy the fingering for a while. His big hands grab my hips and flip me over my back laying me next to him. He gets off the bed, his cock still stiff and bouncing about. He stands at the side of the bed and tells me to scoot to the edge. I do so, my legs wide open, my knees pulled up. He bends my knees further towards my face and positions himself on top of me. His finger roughly touches my clit and he rubs me hard there, spreading my wetness from my vagina hole all over. He then grabs hold of his cock and slaps it against my wetness a few times. I scream softly. With no warning he inserts himself into my and goes in further, even when I screamed out from the pain. “Does it hurt?” He asks. I nod slowly. He does nothing to comfort me, but slips his cock further in, then starts pumping in and out. I get used to the size by now and start enjoying it. “Doesn’t seem to hurt anymore,” he says smugly at me. His lips come crushing down on mine again while his hips moves back and forth roughly bumping against me. He pumps his cock in and out vigorously in and out of me. I feel my tits bouncing up and down, my bed starts creaking. He goes on and on, faster and harder. Then he pulls out and goes. “Shit, I forgot the rubber.” He scrambles for his jeans, pulls a packet out, tears it open and pulls out the condom. I’m sitting here almost cumming, and he stops. “Hurry up already,” I tell him. He quickly slips the plastic over his member and tells me to get on my fours. I do as told, my ass facing him. He grabs my hips again, and slips inside me again. His hands are on both sides of my hips now, ramming in and out of me grunting and groaning. I’m feeling extremely uncomfortable at this point. “I can’t do this, I say between breaths, lets change positions!” He pulls out, and I turn around. “What do you wanna do then?”
“Can I be on top?” I ask.
“Fine,” and he gets back onto the bed, and lies on his back. I get on top of him and squat by his cock guiding it into me. Once I get a good fit, I lay my hands on his stomach and start bouncing myself up and down on him. Soon enough he grabs hold of my hips and thrusts his hips upwards. “Ride me, you whore,” he screams. He continues his thrusting till he finally screams, “Oh fucking shit, I’m cumming.” He carries on slamming in and out. At this point I’m not moving anymore. I bend towards him, my tits swaying at his face. He buries his face into my breasts and screams out. “OH GOD, YES, CUMMING CUMMING CUMMING CUMMING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” and then he cums and shudders under me. I’m not done yet, I think to myself. Oh hell! He pulls out, and pushes me off him. He then lies there and says, wow that was great.
Fuck you, I think to myself.
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