Dennis and Janelle - Sex Stories

Dennis and Janelle

... narcissist. Dennis spoke in a low, calm voice. John had thought, at the time, maybe that’s the end of it. Now the female noises on the other side of the wall were reaching a higher pitch. The mattress sounded like it was shaking. The girl said, between broken breaths, “I’m so - wet.” And with that, John sighed to himself, got out of bed, and went to grab a tissue. Weeks later, Janelle would tell her friend Kathy about how she had not expected him to pull out of her just before she could climax, fling his condom off and spray his cum all over her chest. She’d thought it was degrading. "Then why ," Kathy had said, "did you fuck him again ?" Janelle shrugged at this. She stared down at her lap. Her blue shorts that she’d owned since age sixteen were too tight on her now. Her skin bulged out from them. She thought of how Dennis had told her she had beautiful legs, and she remembered being charmed by the way he said it. "I dunno ," she answered Kathy, in a quiet voice. "He was charming, I guess."