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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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So, I was seeing this really hot Swedish chick, Karin. She had a pixie cut, dark hair and a super tight little body, amazing peachy butt and perky C cup tits.
The night of my birthday she’d promised to give me a blow job, I was really excited to say the least. I was working until around 10pm then planned on going straight round. During my shift we texted a few times and the anticipation and build up had me rock hard underneath my chef uniform and apron. Around 9pm she went quiet and stopped responding, my imagination ran wild, perhaps she was getting ready, I imagined her getting dressed up for me, stockings etc.
I finished on time and pretty much raced out the door, it was a 15 minute walk to her basement flat. I texted again that I was on my way and no response, then called but no answer. Undeterred I walked up to her place. I was still in a good mood, listening to music on my earphones and strolling up the hill. Birthday boy on his way for his birthday treat…
Still no response…
I walked down the steps to her basement and rang the bell, no answer, then knocked. I waited, I was getting nervous now…
I took my earphones out to see if I could hear her coming. Excuse the pun. I could certainly hear her cumming. I walked back along the basement alley outside her flat and looked in the window to the kitchen. I will never forget what I saw. She was facing the window, bent over the kitchen table, her dress pulled up around her waist. The local barman Paul was pounding into her from behind, she was lost in orgasmic pleasure and didn’t even notice me. He saw me and didn’t even slow down, just kind of smirked as he kept pounding into her. I scurried off home my tail between my legs, cried about it for weeks.
Worse still everyone found out about it, she boasted to people about how massive his cock was. I was gutted at the time, now the memory just makes me hard  |
