Liam
Quinn left early this morning but not before we got hot and heavy in bed again. As she was getting up, I couldn’t help but roll over on top of her and pour every ounce of my soul into the kisses I was giving her. Kisses that were so passionate we were both panting and breathless. We had to stop before we went too far and she was late to work. She always has the morning shift at The Ugly Mug since she’s in charge of the donuts and other small pastries .
I promised I’d be in later to get my usual, but currently, I keep replaying the dessert I had last night. Her tight pussy spasmed around my digits and the sweet honey that drenched my hand. My own little slice of heaven.
“Fuuuuck,” I groan. I palm my hard cock through the sheet. I feel the viscous pre-cum leaking out already. I continue to stare at the ceiling and take deep breaths. I think about the truck I’m fixing up, my grandma, ANYTHING to try to get my dick to chill out, but my mind keeps drifting back to her. The way her mouth opened in ecstasy when she came. The noises that came out of her while her pussy strangled my fingers, grasping whatever it could. The way her body twitched with my movement and the taste of her.
My cock bobs in excitement. Fuck it. I’m not going to get shit done if I don’t take care of this current problem I have. I was edged last night. I don’t need that shit again today too. I heard it’s bad for your health or something if a guy doesn’t come enough. I’m not going to be the prick that expects shit from a lady though, so my hand will do.
I throw the sheets off me and head to the shower. A quickie in the shower will help me move on with my life.
I turn the shower on burn-your-skin-off temperature and let the steam billow into the room. I lean against the counter and grasp the base of my cock, feeling the smooth skin under my hand. I slowly tug on my shaft, squeezing tighter as I get closer to the swollen head. The clear liquid beads at the very tip before I drop my hand and stroke myself again.
In the shower, I let the hot water pelt my back, then grab some of the lube I keep here and pour a generous amount in the palm of my hand. I let it drip over my shaft, and it warms up on the heated skin. I grab the base again and slowly tug, savoring the feeling of the heat surrounding me and the slickness covering.
Imagining I’m back inside Quinn, that little temptress, I jut my hips out and close my eyes, replaying the moment as I work myself. Her pussy was so tight around me, it was a squeeze, but once I was seated, I knew there could be nothing better. I work myself up to the tip and back down the shaft, squeezing as I go.
I start thrusting into my hand faster, just like I did her once she stretched to accommodate me.
“Fuuuuck, Quinn,” I groan again, really letting myself play into the fantasy. “Your pussy is so fucking right.” I squeeze a little tighter, then loosen my grip just like her pussy did when she was getting closer. The mixture between the vision playing in my head, the hot water, and the slick lube makes me come hard. My breath stutters as I shoot the white ropes all over the ground. I lean against the wall, keeping myself upright as I milk the rest of the cum out of my cock.
Once I finally catch my breath, I finish rinsing off and get out. I’m fucking falling for this girl. I’m falling hard and fast, and that scares the fuck out of me. There’s no way I can tell her exactly how I feel. I don’t want her to think I’m overbearing or some creeper psycho dude who just can’t stay away.
I dry off my hair as I contemplate my next set of moves. I can’t go out and tell her. Does she even like me the same way? Does she like me just as much as I LIKE her?
I’m going to just have to play it cool and wait for her to fall for me too.
“I am cool. I am cool,” I say to myself in the mirror, taking a deep breath. It’ll be like my daily affirmations. I am cool. Cool as a cucumber. Until I think about her sweet smile and dark brown hair. I am totally fucked. I walk out of the bathroom, not feeling too much better, and get dressed. I put on the usual running getup and do my stretches.
Time to go see my girl. I shake my head to clear the thought. Time to go see the woman who totally doesn’t occupy my every thought.
Watching her work is something else. I get in a trance, watching her hips sashay as she waltzes around. She’s so confident here, and it oozes out of her. She has a bright smile that’s contagious and you can tell this is her happy place. If I can ever compare to this place, I’ll know that I won.
I sip my coffee and eat my donut, just in amazement at how one thing led to another. It was chance that I chose the Isle of Palms to live. It was chance that I took another route to run that day, and it was chance that she fondled my dick when she spilled coffee all over me.
All chance, and I’m so glad I was the lucky one.
“You’re staringggg,” she sing-songs.
I snap out of my fantasy to see her standing in front of me with her hands on her hips.
“I was looking at the most beautiful picture,” I respond.
“Which one?” she says, spinning around to look at the art on the wall. I grab her hand and spin her back to me. I stand so she has to look up at me.
“The one standing right in front of me, baby.” I tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She tucks her chin and looks at the ground, her cheeks turning a cute shade of pink.
“I, uh, there are customers,” she stutters. “I’ll see you later.”
I can’t help but chuckle as she skedaddles away. Fuck, she’s cute.
“Byeeeee,” I call as I walk out of the shop. I sing it in my best opera note, although I think this just embarrasses her more. That shade of pink is worth it.
“Freaking go.” She laughs, and I do as she says, letting the door close behind me. I have to get back to the shop to work on the truck.
Tuesday
*you seem like a sweet person mind if I lick you to find out?* cat meme
Quinn: Miss me already?
When do I not miss you?
Quinn: I thought you would have been tired of me by now.
Me? Tired of you? Wtf are you smoking? woman.
Quinn: Just hyped up on caffeine. Nothing too crazy.
Nothin out of the ordinary then.
Quinn: What are you up to this week?
I have to finish this damn truck by next Friday. Gonna be a long few days.
Wednesday
*when you have to sneeze but it won’t come out* cat meme
Quinn: Good morning to you too.
Lol good morning. Gonna be a long one, text you when I can. Thanks for the coffee. Miss you already.
Quinn: You’re welcome. Have a good day.
Miss you too.
*When the coffee finally hits meme *
Quinn: Oh look, that’s me. ??
And me. I really needed that extra cup today,
I’m feelin' good now.
Sunday
* Exhaustion meme *
Sorry I didn’t send a meme the last two days. I’m so fucking exhausted. Few more days and then Ima take you out. I just have to finish this project, Sunshine.
Quinn: I was beginning to think you forgot about me. I feel you on the exhaustion.
This week has been kicking my ass.
I miss you. I feel like I haven’t had a real conversation with you in days. Just a coffee and donut to-go. If you get some time, you should swing by the shop. I wanna see my girl.
Quinn: I might be able to make that happen.
So…I’m your girl now?
You’ve been my girl since you said no ??you just have to admit it
Quinn: I don’t think it works like that. But whatever helps you sleep at night.
I’m pretty sure I found something that helped YOU sleep too ??
Quinn: And that would be?
?? ?? ?? ??
Quinn: And on that note… I’ll see you later ??
Blushing now are we?? I knew it ??Talk to you later.