I need to blog about cock, I know I know…

I’ve been all Political McHeavypants in some of my more recent posts and I apologize. I’m not here to be a drag. I’m here to be a party – a WET PANTY PARTY so let’s get this started, shall we. Because the moment I know some have been waiting for has finally happened.
Bobby.
And Me.
…..
TOTALLY DID IT! And by “totally did it” I mean we, um, totally saw each other in the hall and eyehumped each other before he managed to get his lock open. He walked on into his apartment while I was trying to keep my cool to open mine when I heard him say, “Well are you coming in or am I going to spend another night jacking off to you having phone sex on the other side of wall?” He said it very cool, like he was reading a take-out menu, but when looked back over his shoulder at me standing there in the hall like an idiot, he winked. Not an asshole-type of wink; he was being playful. And, by then he was also shirtless. So… yeah, in through the door I went so fast that I left a vacuum in the space where I’d been standing.

Because Bobby without a shirt on. Oh. My. Fuckleberrie Pie. He was offering me a drink and trying to babble on something that I’m sure I’ll want to know later on, but all I could think of was wanting to drag my tongue along his washboard stomach, do a shot of tequila out of his perfect innie and just. God. Jesus. and His Attorney, what I wanted to do to that boy!

He put the beer I must have agreed to drink in front of me and I swear, It had to be the best beer ever, because as soon as my bottle hit the counter, Bobby’s mouth was on mine, both his hands were on either side of my head gripping me by the hair, and he just held me there in this fierce kiss. I mean like, fierce, like you have to breathe out hard through your nose when you get a chance because there’s tongue and lips and teeth and sucking and all of it so intense, so incendiary that stopping is just not an option.

He let go of my hair to pull down at my top. It was just a tank top with a sports bra underneath but it had to go. I needed to feel my tits bare against the hot skin of his chest. He pulled me away just a little bit so that he could suck one nipple into his mouth. Meanwhile, I realize that I was the one who needed to do the chest licking – he was going to have to wait.
And then… well now I’m just to worn out from my day to tell the rest of the story. I’ll try to add to it soon, if you’re good lil bb’s and show me some love… go to
(copy/paste the following in the browser.)
http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/show/9537949-The-Girlfriend-Experience-Call-Your-Sweetheart

That’s right, I’m holding the end of the story hostage. My favorite sweethearts now have a way to Helpy McHelperson. Donate via those buttons on niteflirt any amount that you can and in reply you get a little fantasy thank you note about our date, two more hot Ass pics that you don’t have already, and a cute-imous little icon/avvie/banner that you can use to proclaim your love for me all over the web. ;;;)

I’ll post the rest of Bobby & Me and the things I was just about to do with him with my tongue as my current goal of $50.00 has been reached. So go free the porn by visiting that URL and don’t miss the part where The GirlFriend Experience line is only 0.75cents. So you can talk to me like I’m the girlfriend you always wanted for less than $1.00/min. Crazy baby!

Another thing you can do if you’d like to really help me kick this blog into gear is pass me around to all your friends. *rimshot* Seriously, linking to me gives you great karma and may even earn you a future role in a recorded audio porn. I’m working on one that involves running from the zombie apocalypse – you’re going to want it on that!

I gtg lovelies. I promise I will make time for my most favorite pervilicious bbs. Right now I need to sleep. I will talk soon with you lovelies. Until next time,
stay wet,
~Roni

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