Crystal- the Campaign Volunteer - Sex Stories

Crystal- the Campaign Volunteer

... well?” I paused. “You’re not wearing any underwear,” I remarked. “You wish,” she responded. “No, seriously,” I replied. “How would you know?” Crystal shot back. “I don’t know, but I did notice your tat,” I replied. “I’ll give you that,” Crystal responded. “So, just out of curiosity,” I began. “40 double H,” Crystal responded. It was if she could practically read my mind. “Double H?” I inquired. “Yeah, I have to have my bras special made,” Crystal responded. “Doesn’t your back hurt?” I asked. “All the time,” she replied, “but I get used to it.” One beer turned into two as we chatted. Two turned into three and three into four. “You’re getting me drunk,” Crystal remarked, sipping on her fourth beer. “There is nothing wrong with a good drunk when you’re with a friend,” I replied. Crystal leaned against me and whispered, “You want to see them?” “See what?” I asked. “My boobs,” she replied. “Not now,” I responded. “Then when?” she pressed. “I don’t know,” I responded. “You want to fuck me, don’t you?” Crystal remarked. Her remark caught me totally off guard and while it had been my intention to seduce her with a few beers, Crystal was seemingly much smarter than I. She knew how to get to the point without beating around the proverbial bush. “Yes, I do,” I replied. “Well,” she shot back, “What’s stopping you?” “I am waiting for the beer to take effect,” I replied. “You’re about two beers too late,” Crystal responded. “Where do you want to go?” I inquired. “Tahiti, would be ...

... nice,” Crystal responded, “do you think the campaign can swing the cost of the airfare and the hotel?” I had to laugh. “No, I don’t think so,” I replied. “Figures,” Crystal responded. “Cheap ass campaign.” “We could get a hotel room,” I responded. “Nah,” Crystal replied, ‘That’s too whore-like.” “Well, we have my place,” I proffered. “Do you have any animals?” Crystal inquired. “I am allergic to cats- dogs I can handle, but cats are out.” “No cats,” I responded. I reached over and took Crystal’s hand in mine. Her palm was sweaty. “Nervous?” I inquired. “A little,” she replied. “Why?” I inquired. “I don’t know. I don’t want to be a disappointment,” she replied. I placed my hand directly on her left breast and squeezed. “You could never disappoint,” I replied. I took Crystal’s hand back in mine. “Come on,” I remarked, “let’s go have some fun.” Crystal scooted across the Naugahyde seat of the booth. I opened the door to the passenger side of my car and Crystal took her seat. I slipped into the driver’s seat and put the key in the ignition. I turned and leaned over the console, placing my hand on Crystal’s upper thigh. She looked at me and I at her. I placed my hand under her chin and smiled. We kissed, a light kiss at first, then a more soulful deeper kiss as our tongues found a way to touch the inner being of our mortal souls. Crystal was a great kisser. We weren’t in my apartment two seconds and Crystal had me pinned against the wall, pushing her huge chest against me. “Fuck me, ...