Finally, I got something worth writing about. It's been a w..

Finally, I got something worth writing about. It's been a while, and though I haven't put the dick inside me yet, I am sure that it will be shortly. I do have the "I have a girlfriend" thing going on, but since his dick has already dumped a load of swimmers down my throat, I'm pretty sure I have that issue squashed. Plus, he keeps texting me, so he isn't feeling that guilty about it. It's just sex. He can marry his girlfriend for all I care. I just want to empty his balls inside me once in a while. Then back to your girl you go. Plus, he's 24 yrs old, a pain to listen to because he's talking about things that excite 24 yr olds that I could care less about. If I spend too much time with him, he will annoy me to the point his penis will no longer be attractive. I like his penis too much to let that happen, so I will find creative ways to keep him interested and "cumming" back for more at the same time, getting him gone quickly without tipping him off that he's annoying. So, you want to know what happened, do ya? Probably not, but I'll tell you anyway. He works at Publix. I don't know precisely what he does, but I have seen him there many times. Good looking guy. Tall, thin, well kept, surfer type thing going on but with short hair. We have had the flirt thing going on for some time now. He goes out his way to say hi, and I go out of my way to see if he's working when I'm there. Yesterday, I saw him in the frozen aisle, so I went to see about getting some ice cream. It worked. He came up and talked, and we yacked about Trucktoberfest and such and how it looks like a bust. Long story short, we flirted back and forth, with me ending up saying we could have our own Trucktoberfest in my truck. That made things a bit awkward, but I got my point across. I finished my shopping, went to check out, and he was bagging, so I went through his line. He has to ask every customer if they need help getting their stuff to their car, and for the first time ever, I said "absolutely." So to my truck, we went. He got all super duper excited about my vehicle, so I had him sit in it. I put my hand on his thigh, strategically placed it close to the dick, and his pants were tented by a cock pole within seconds. I commented on it, and he was bright red. He got even redder when I touched it through his pants. I love that squirmy, uncomfortable, and we shouldn't be doing this look. But we did it. He never even made a move to stop me from unzipping him. It took me forever to get his dick out of that ridiculously stupid cock slit they put in underwear. Getting a hard dick through it is not easy, especially when the pants are still on. He has a good dick. It's larger than most. Length-wise that is. It's pretty much standard as far as girth goes. But I'm guessing over 8 inches, close to nine maybe. It's a very pretty dick. Very smooth, very proportioned head. Fun to look at. A pleasure to hold in my hand. It's also only 24 years old, and it has that pulsing hardness about it. I stroked him for a minute or so while he was sitting in my truck seat before he announced he was going to cum. Nothing to clean up with, so down the throat, it goes. I leaned over and finished him off with my lips and sucked down a steamy pile of sperm into my stomach. It feels good sitting here typing this out, knowing I have his jizz in my stomach. I like to think that I fed off of something that his testicles made, and I manipulated his cock to give it to me. Now that part of him is inside of me. Creepy weird, I know, I often wonder why these things turn me on, but they do. It is what it is. Anyway, we zipped him back up, exchanged numbers, and now I am waiting until 6:30 tonight for when he gets off to see if we can seal the deal properly with him leaving a load inside me via my pussy this time. I'm pretty sure it's on from the amount and context of the texts I'm getting. Hopefully, this is a long-term thing. I think I can teach this one properly.