A lonely man finds The perfect Night

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A lonely man finds The perfect Night I come home from work like I do every night. I take a shower, put on some comfortable clothes, and lie down on the bed by myself, as I do every night. It used to not be like this. I used to have a wif...

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A lonely man finds The perfect Night

I come home from work like I do every night. I take a shower, put on some comfortable clothes, and lie down on the bed by myself, as I do every night. It used to not be like this. I used to have a wife and something nice and cozy to cuddle up to at night—that was until the divorce. Life has been rough these last two years by myself. See, I was married for sixteen years and had a wonderful little family: my wife and three sons. That was until my whole world shattered around me. I won't go into the details, for this story is about the perfect night when my two years of loneliness evaporated.

My phone vibrates. I reach down and pick it up. I open the message and read: "Hey, it's me Samantha. What are you doing? I'm not far down the road from your house. Come pick me up." I reply, "Yeah, I would love to. What are you doing tonight?" I wait for the response.... "Hopefully you!" she said. That was all I needed to hear. I rushed and cleaned up my man cave. Then I jumped in my car and went to pick this girl up. Me and her have been friends for a while, and there were many times we were hanging out partying and she would be hinting around that she wanted the dick. But I was still trying to understand how to live after my divorce, so I never did give it to her. That was until the last time I hung out with her and she told me that her pussy was the best, and for me to think about it splitting over my hard cock... After that, someone showed up and ruined that chance that night. I swore to myself I would never make that mistake again. And now it's my chance.

I pick her up and we come back to my house. We party for a few hours. That's when she says that she needs me to take her... that she is a bad girl and she has to confess. "I am such a dirty slut. I need some dick," she says. "I need you to take your hard cock and fill my tight little pussy." And that's exactly what I do.

I turn around, put my hand behind her head, and pull her close to me. I say nothing, just kiss her as I press her down onto the bed. I grab her pants and pull them off, then lift her up and pull her shirt over her head. I press her back down and, following the curve of her breast, pull her panties off. She gasped when she saw my hard cock sticking out of the top of my pants, and her eyes filled with anticipation. She didn't ask. "May I please suck that cock?" she whispered, and I said yes. She unbuttoned my pants and pulled out my member, then took me in her mouth—slow at first, then faster. She did amazing things with it. She looked up at me and said, "I don't just suck cock—I deep throat it." And she did. She had me trembling, hard as I could possibly get. Then she started begging to be penetrated. I picked her up and set her down on me, her hot little ass in my hands, lifting her up and down. She moaned and quivered as she came for the first time. Then it was my turn. I lay down on my back and she squatted over me, riding me with a rhythm that drove me wild. I could feel myself tensing in anticipation. This girl was a champion, a sex goddess. I thought to myself, as her little ass went up and down and her moans filled the air, oh my God, why did I ever wait? About forty minutes in, she started moaning, "Daddy, fill me with your cum." Her movements came faster and faster, and she was soaking wet. That's when I let go and filled her completely. It was the first time I had been with anyone in two years, and the best I'd ever had. Needless to say, we didn't sleep at all that night. We stayed up and made love over and over until the sun came up.

That was months ago. Since then, I've gotten back into shape. The two years of being alone are over. Me and this chick—who is not just a chick, she is my best friend—have the hottest sex possible every time we get together. And it keeps getting better to this day. So good that we're going to share it with the world. 'Cause we're about to upload that shit for all you on the web. This shit needs to be documented for posterity's sake. Even after we're old and gone from this world, there will still be people masturbating to our videos.

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