I’d Rather Finger Myself
There is this hot trainer at my gym that I’ve been seeing for a couple months. We always flirt with each other and he finally asked me to dinner. I was super stoked and went shopping to find the hottest dress. I wanted to look my best because I already knew he was getting laid before the night was over. Three days a week I can’t help but notice his huge bulge in his shorts, it turns me on so much. I know he’s pretty big and I have masturbated a few times thinking about fucking his huge cock.
I met him at the restaurant he chose and things were going really well. He was very charming and we just clicked right away. We had a few drinks after dinner and then he invited me back to his place for a movie. I already knew we weren’t going to be watching much of the movie.
When we got to his house, he got me a glass of wine and we started making out on his couch. He was touching my tits and ran his hand between my thighs and started to rub my pussy. I ran my hand down is torso and grabbed his cock. Where the fuck is it? I moved my hand around and couldn’t feel it? I know he has a big dick, I mean, I see it all the time but where is it? He asked me to take off my dress but I was wanting to figure this out so I got down on my knees and went between his legs. I slid off his pants and boxers and there it was or wasn’t I should say. 4 inches!!! What happened here? I am so confused? This couldn’t be, I see him 3 times a week and he’s always packing. Unless…. No? Oh my god, that fucker! He must stuff his shorts!!!!
He looked at me and smiled and told me he couldn’t wait to fuck me. I looked up at him with the biggest disappointment on my face and said no thank you, I would rather finger myself. I walked out of his house horny and now realizing I am going to have to switch gyms. Not happy!
Written By: Kimberley
