Let's Get it On

The first time Finance comes over, (a big step for me after kicking out the Tunisian) I’m actually not sure if we’re going to sleep together. He’s not flirty, he’s not...sexy? It’s all in my head. I look at his big hands and his long amazing fingers, his big beautiful lips that are a shade women would kill for in a lipstick, I personally can’t stop thinking about what he’ll be like in bed. I’ve never been with a black man. They say the stereotype isn’t true, but I’m imagining it is. Anyway, in my head I think there’s a chance we’re just going to cuddle. But then we start kissing on the bed, and I’m like, oh shit, this is going to happen. But I like the guy (I really like the guy) and I’m not ready to lose him. He actually suggests that I smoke a little weed to relax, and I actually do. The sex is really good. Not great, not BV, not The Italian, not exFriend Zone, but really good. And he’s got the best looking dick I’ve ever seen. Not massive, but perfectly sized, and gorgeous. But the best part is the snuggling. He’s a giant, and I fit inside of him like I was made to be there. His arms around me feel amazing. And then he spends the next three days here.

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