I'm so wet he slides in all the way. I cry out and he grabs a handful of my hair and pulls back. He starts to slowly fuck me. His free hand explores a...d pinches my nipples and teases my clit. I want to come but not yet. I'm waiting to come with him, together. I hear a noise and realise he's opening a lube bottle. I feel a cold sensation on my star. I have always refused entry but today I instantly grow wetter as I realise he's lubing up my bum. I feel the cold sensation then his finger gently. Once we were inside she sat me down on the couch in there, and proceeded to remove my belt. Once she had it she straddled me and started grinding my cock hard and fast. She grabbed my hands and pulled them to her tits so I could have a feel. They were amazing, just how I imagined them feeling. As I stroked my hands over her tits continually, she continued grinding and began to undo my pants. It was so hot I almosted came in my pants from the excitement. Once she had my button undone and. Truth be told, there weren’t too many left. A weird truth I only myself realized about the casual sex world is that no one stays in it for too long, and if you have stayed there for long, you were usually the type that others would avoid. Some came and went because they got new boyfriends or girlfriends, some left because of a change of heart, some just left the area because they couldn’t get tied down to anything. But everyone left. I guess I was leaving too.I needed a hobby or something. This. .. Why in hell would she split with him? And take up with this jerkball?" We'd just had dinner and drinks with Nell and Charles, an Irish asshole with pretensions of being a playwright. I had a (typically) tiny one-bedroom apartment in the Village, on West 10th, a 15-minute walk from Japan on Hudson, which served decent sushi and played reggae on the stereo. Welcome to New York.Alice clutched my forearm in both her hands and leaned against my side, shaking back her shiny black hair to give me a.