Donna and My 8 Inches

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Donna and My 8 InchesSo….right after leaving home, I had no money. So I moved into the rent controlled apartments (projects). You know the places. There’s no drywall. The walls are either cinder block, or wood wall paneling. And since there’s not a lot of money, for fun there’s a lot of group parties. So one Friday evening, at the parking lot soiree and food sharing festival, this woman caught my eye. Attractive but in a interesting way. Not classically beautiful, but put together well. Nice body. And an aura of confidence about her. But she was with a guy. About an hour later she kind of drifted my way, without the guy, and we chatted for a few minutes. Her name was Donna and she was visiting from an hour or so away. A relative. And we chatted for a little longer, then she was off to another person to talk.And the party was dull, and I was bored, so I thought I would go read. So I went back to my unit and got into my sleep shorts, climbed into bed and started reading. And I thought I heard the front door open, but with cinder block walls you can hear all kind of noises.And suddenly, in the doorway to the bedroom was Donna.She said, “I thought you were cute, but when I heard which unit was yours, I had to come see.” Which was a weird statement, but I was too stunned, to see bakırköy escort her standing there, to question it.And then she came over and sat on the side of my bed and leaned in, and put her hand on my crotch. “So…are you surprised?”, she said. But as my cock rapidly grew erect under her palm, her face suddenly took on a look of surprise.She looked at her hand, and then back at my face, then she grabbed the waist band of my sleep shorts and pulled them down. The head of my cock caught on the elastic and then, when it came free, the whole thing plopped down on my midriff and made a slapping noise. And Donna stared at my now, almost, completely erect cock. Long and thick and still swelling.I swear she whispered, “Wow!” And then she grasped the base of the shaft in her hand, her finger and thumb unable to meet. And she turned her hand around it, this way and that, and squeezed now and then. And then she grasped higher up with her other hand and moved them together and apart. All the while leaving the head and the top part of shaft untouched.Then she said, “That’s impressive.” And I realized, despite my stunned state, that she was evaluating the size of my cock with her hands. “I can’t even believe it.”Then she stood up and unbuttoned beşiktaş escort and unzipped her jeans. And pulled them off and slid off her panties. My mouth had gone dry, and I wasn’t even sure I was awake now.Then she said, “You don’t mind, do you?”, as she pointed at my cock.I guess I feebly nodded, because then she climbed back on the bed and straddled me. She took my now completely erect penis in her hand and rubbed the head between her legs, back and forth over her clit. I could feel she was slippery already.And then she pushed the head of my dick into herself. And let go with her hand, and started rising and lowering herself onto me. Each time deeper. And deeper. I could feel her stretching out around my cock. And then she had me completely inside her. And she leaned down and placed her palms onto my chest and started grinding away.And she was ground on me for what seemed like quite a few minutes, I couldn’t really judge time. It felt so good being inside her. And I halfway kept waiting to wake up. And all the while she was moaning and saying/yelling, “impressive” and “so deep” over and over.And then her face went limp, and her mouth kinda fell open. Her eyes half closed, and all I could see was the whites. And then she started beylikdüzü escort growling very primal and feral like. And I could the spasms around my shaft as she came on my cock.When the spasms stopped, her face returned to normal and she said to me, “Hurry up, I have to go.” As she looked around the bedroom until her eyes located the clock radio. “Hurry up”So I concentrated and within a minute I could feel the load building. “I’m coming”, I said, and she climbed off me, and using her hand finished me off. The load spurting onto my stomach.And I must have gone into a post-coital bliss state, because the next thing I knew she was dressed again and standing in my doorway again.”Are you leaving?”, I asked.”Gotta go find my boyfriend”, was her answer. and then she really started laughing.Not knowing what was funny, or if I should be insulted, I asked, “What? What’s funny?”She replied, “The apartment on the other side of the wall is my mother’s. And her bedroom is just on the other side of the wall. And her bed is just opposite of yours. The whole time we were doing it….my mom was just a couple feet away, she’s usually in bed now.”And then she turned and left. I heard the front door close.But I couldn’t breathe. Her mother had to have heard. I could hear her TV when she watched it. And Donna has two brothers, who live with her mother.I didn’t sleep that night just waiting for that knock at my door, or for them to burst in. Post-coital bliss had turned into terror. But nothing happened. And a few months later I got my revenge on Donna. But that’s another story, for another day.

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