Wishful Thinking - Sex Stories

Wishful Thinking

... marks when we are done screwing).Then I finally found my release and crashed on top of her. Then I shifted her to my side so my weight was not crashing her small figure. "We should do that again," Amy said laughing. "Anytime," I said smiling. I pulled myself off of the couch, away from Amy and slipped into my boxers that were littered on the floor along with her clothing. I pulled the condom off of my half hard dick now, and made sure it was secure with a knot before I threw it away in the waist basket, in the bathroom. Then I grabbed a wash cloth in one of the drawers in the kitchen and dampened it so I could clean up my mess. Then I rinsed the wash cloth out and handed it to Amy who was still on the couch in her naked glory. "Would you help me," She said in an innocent voice. "Certainly," I agreed, giving a small smile. I took my time cleaning her pink flesh. Then I rinsed the wash cloth out again. Then I put it in the laundry room that was across the hall from the kitchen, next to the bathroom. . When I came back into the living room, Amy was getting dressed and she already had her thong and her bra on. She was getting ready to pull her skirt up her fitted legs when she saw me. "I usually don't stay after sex," She said in a professional way, indicating like she has done this before. "The door's open, you don't have to stay," I said matching the same tone of voice she used. Then I could not ...

... keep my mouth shut, so I questioned, "Then why say we should do that again?" "It was in the moment. I had fun." She said not looking at me and gave out a fake laugh. "Doesn't sound like it now." I muttered. Was she being serious? She calls it fun when clearly she wants to leave. I don't expect girls to stay, but I won't kick them out of my house right after we get done fucking and she is acting like I am. Her mood had instantly changed the minute we got done screwing each other and now I wanted her out of my house because this was complete bullshit. I hated being an asshole even to sexy girls that turn into a bitch after you screw them. "Look, cuddling and shit isn't my thing," She said glaring at me. She was completely clothed and I was just standing there in my boxers wondering what the hell just happened. “Clearly,” I said, then opened my mouth to say something else but stopped because this bitch was insane. Then I said, “Don’t let the door hit you on the way out,” being a complete ass. The blond rolled her eyes at me and shook her head (see, I already forgot her name). She walked out the door and slammed it shut behind her. I start laughing uncontrollably. I was being erratic now. And the next time I screw someone it is going to be another blond, a redhead, or burnett, or maybe even someone with mile high legs and tanned skin, or someone who has the curves with short legs… It is the inevitable.