One Night Stand
#3 of Short Story - Dr. Tabitha Vega
Sometimes one night stands go very well...and other times., not so much.
I knew how to get them. All of the young studs were so easy, so predictable but they were oblivious.
I just stood in the doorway in practically nothing, just a black see through teddy that barely came down to my hips and stockings but he didn't even notice. I brought him home from the bar for a one night stand and there he was, just sitting on my couch playing video games with a beer between his legs.
You might be wondering why I have video games in my house, well like I said before I know how to get' em. Just put yourself in his shoes. You are alone at the bar, striking out at every turn with the few hotties that showed up that day and then BAM, milf invites you over to her house for a drink and games. Whether you are into older girls or not, most would say yes. But here it is, my luck, he didn't want anything to do with me.
I stood, leaning against the wide double door frame to my living room just glaring at the back of his head, my arms were crossed as I watched him play.
"Having fun?" I said, keeping my annoyed tone to a minimum.
"Oh yeah!" He said, not taking his eyes off the screen.
I stepped closer, the floorboards creaking slightly as I reached the back of the couch and tried to get his attention. "Oh Mr. Foxxie" I whispered softly into his ear, my paws rubbing his shoulders sensually. All I could feel was him roll his shoulders as if he was trying to get my hands off him and he just answered with a quick .
"Ya?"
"Are you just going to play all night or did you want to do something?" I slowly pushed my chest against the back of his head, giving him two perky pillows to nuzzle into. "We could do anything you want." I added.
He just shrugged and continued to play. Saying I was frustrated was an understatement. Then I thought, maybe he would change his mind if he saw how serious I was. So I went out of the room for just a few moments, found my purse and them my "glasses case" and opened it. Inside, alphabetized and organized by size were my stash of condoms. I tried to use my best judgement of how big he was from my previous ogling at the bar and picked out one that would fit him, hopefully. I wouldn't mind undershooting it a bit but I was in a mood now that wouldn't be too happy for a needle dick to pop out of his jeans.
I stepped back into the doorway and then got down on my knees. I placed the condom between my pearly whites and crawled around the couch. I stopped when I was in his periferal and sat back on my hind legs, paws on my thighs. I smiled as much as I could with the corner of the condom in my mouth and wiggled a bit, just to show off the goods.
And you know what? He didn't even turn his head. That son of a bi.... I stopped myself and just reminded myself, he is just a young kid. They have simple minds and they just can't multitask.. I took a deep breath, pulled the condom from my mouth and just put on the table. I was going to use it abd it was going to be filled by either him or I will just suction cup my dildo to my coffee table and ride it in front of him.
I decided to get closer and climbed up on the couch, still no reaction to anything. Laying out across the couch, propping myself up on my elbows as I laid on my stomach and looked up at him with pleading eyes and pouty lips.
Still...nothing.
This is when it clicked, an evil plan hatched as I decided I was going to have my fun and see if I can ruin his. With little hesitation I reached my paw into his lap and just began to unbutton his jeans. I saw him look down once but still didn't do anything.
With the front flaps of his pants open I slipped two fingers inside the waistband of his underwear and pulled them forward and what I saw made me a little happy. He was hard, sticky even like he had been dripping pre for a little while. I made a loud smack with my lips before lowering my head, covering part of my face with his underwear. Practically pushing my head into his undergarments and began to suck tip. Bobbing my head slightly, letting my lips do most of the work while I kept my mouth tight with lots of suction, which made lots of noise every time I pulled up too far.
He twitched in my mouth and I could hear his breathing getting slower but unfortunately I could still hear that controller clicking away. So I pressed my paw down into his pants, pulling his underwear forward and then down, holding it out of the way with the back of my wrist and putting my paw in perfect position to cup his balls gently.
There he was now, exposed, achingly hard, and still playing dumb. I turned my head a bit, just enough to where I could rest it on his stomach and face the T.V. I kept sucking, my bobbing almost non-existent as I waited, watching him play and waited for a critical moment and then down I went. Taking every inch of him inside my mouth, almost pushing his balls inside.
"Oh shit..." He said before I felt his hand on the back of my head. ALl I could think now was "Finally!" He was going to actually do something, even if it was just as simple as a face fuck. I'd take anything at this point until, well.
"I'm sorry" he said softly, nearly whimpering. I was confused for a moment, even thinking he should be sorry for ignoring me but it became very apparent what he meant when I began to taste him. He was cumming, already.
He kept my head still while he thrusted into my mouth a few times, milking himself with my lips. I kept them tight for him even though I was debating to just bite down now but I was a good bunny, I held my frustration and let him finish. Though as soon as he started he quickly stopped and pushed me off. He quickly stood up, ptting his pants back together and began to leave. He turned only for a moment.
"Sorry I just never been with a girl and.."
"What I am trying to say is.."
He sighed sounding as frustrated as I was while I laid on the couch, his cum dripping off my lips. He still sounded nervous as ever.
"I gotta go. Uh and I guess thank you for the blowjob?" He said seeming unsure of what I expected for doing that. I just nodded as he then turned and left. I heard the front door close and it was then my heart sank. I stood up and headed back to my purse and grabbed my phone and went upstairs to bed. There was no way I was going to sleep anytime soon with how wet I was, I needed to cum at least twice to make up for the missed opportunity. I knew how to get'em but it looks like I don't know how to pick them.
I opened the phone and checked my email on the way to my room and noticed that I had a new message off a dating site that I used to pick up guys and sometimes girls with it. I opened the profile of the sender and I have to say, what a lovely kitty. A perfect picture of a thick Bengal tiger male, rippling muscles, and a jawline that just made you swoon. And what's this. he was close to my age?
I quickly opened his message and it began as most do.
"Hey sexy,
Names Michael and I have to say you look way to hot to be here..."
My mind drifted rather quickly as my mind was now playing a Fahbio-esque video of him on a beach, beckoning me with his finger to come join him on a big picnic towel. I didn't even realise I was biting my lip until it actually started to hurt. I looked down, backed the phone up, to look at that picture one more time.
"Michael" I said under my breath.
"Oh what wonderful timing you have."