After the Storm - Sex Stories

After the Storm

... the side’,” she said quoting his words. “I’m not your girl. I’m Michael’s!” “So, that’s it, huh? Okay, sure, whatever.” He ran his fingers through his hair frustrated, as he turned and headed back to the bar. Felicia waited a second then followed him back to the bar. Will was already at his seat and on his phone. “You okay, baby?” Michael asked curious about her disturbed look. “Yeah, I’m fine,” she said, taking a long swig of her drink. “Sorry guys, I have to go,” Will announced suddenly. “Seems like there’s a demand for my attention elsewhere.” “Booty call came through, huh?” Michael grinned. Will finished up his drink and set some bills on the bar, “Yeah, just this chick I keep on the side.” “Don’t let us stop you, player. And don’t be a stranger, stop by anytime and hang out with us,” Michael said. “Yeah, I will. Oh, and take care of this girl of yours, or someone else will,” Will said cryptically before leaving the bar. Michael looked at Felicia confused. “I like that guy, but what was that about?” Felicia hunched her shoulders, taking another swig of beer. “I don’t know.” “You know him better than I do,” Michael said. “Not really,” Felicia said, thankful that a customer at the other end of the bar called for his attention. “Hey, don’t you have work to do,” she said, changing the subject. She tried not to think of the hurt on Will’s face after her rejection. At the same time, she thought it didn’t take long for Will to regroup and move on. Just outside the bar, Will ...

... scrolled through his recent texts on his phone, most from Felicia. The hot blonde that he hooked up with before Felicia had been texting him all week and he had been blowing her off. Now he responded to her texts, typing in: Sorry I didn’t return texts, I was out of town. Back in town tonite, let’s hook up . ===== Felicia laid back in bed, moaning softly as Michael knelt between her legs licking her clit over and over again. She tried to relax and get into it, but it wasn’t working. His technique was just not making it happen. “Mm, Michael, baby,” she grabbed him, mostly to stop the lackluster assault on her clit. She rolled over and pulled herself onto her knees and forearms. She smiled over her shoulder at Michael, wiggling her plump ass to him, “Fuck me.” Michael looked at her excited; she had never told him to fuck her before. It was always the demure ‘ make love to me ’, and especially not doggy style. Michael grinned, he kind of liked that Felicia was acting a little slutty. As he eagerly entered her from behind, Felicia let out a loud moan. For all his lack of skill and control, Michael made up for it with a more than average sized cock. Felicia thought it was high time she taught him how to use it properly. She met each of his long strokes, pushing him deeper inside. “Mmm, harder baby,” Felicia moaned as she started rubbing her clit. “Ah, yeah,” Michael groaned trying to keep up with her. “Fuck me harder, baby,” Felicia moaned louder. Michael grunted over her, giving her ...