WIP: Virgins can be really annoying

Butts not red enoughPoor Sam. Virgins can be such a pain in the ass. You sleep with them, instant problems. But when they’re this hot, sometimes a man just has to make a sacrifice. In this unedited snippet, he’s thinking about what he’s getting into, before he gets into it. LOL

He supposed he was lucky she hadn’t kicked him out. This is what he got for dating someone so young and innocent. Silly broad. Then again, women of all ages were usually aggravating as hell. Always turning stupid shit into a federal production.

Can you fuckin’ imagine holding on to memories of a beating from damn near a decade ago? Hell, if he did that he wouldn’t be able to do shit else, including stand upright and take regular farts. He’d gotten his ass beat so many times as a kid he couldn’t remember the number, and she was hung up on one. If it was about some money or something important she’d probably be like, oh well! Chalk it up to the game. Silly bird.

This on top of the usual shit women harbored thanks to the bullshit men and other crazy, stick up the ass women put in their heads, he figured he had his work cut out for him.

“Good night,” she whispered.

“Night,” he answered. “Sleep.”

His hand wandered a bit. Stroked her hip and squeezed an ass cheek, and she tensed, but when he made no move to touch her breasts or between her legs, she relaxed, and too quickly, his warmth and the incongruous sweetness of his embrace lulled her to sleep.

He lay awake for awhile thinking. Usually by this point in a hook up he’d be putting his shoes on to get the hell out. There was too much pussy out there to waste time fucking with a problematic one. And leaving would have been so easy. Hell, it was what she professed to want. He could have been out of there in less than five minutes, and left her with a smile on his face. Hell, he didn’t have to come here at all. And honestly, he wasn’t sure why he did, beyond the fact that he still wanted to fuck her.Butts not red enough

He certainly hadn’t had his fill. There was still much fun to be had. He wanted to teach her how to blow him, and ride him. He’d never fucked her in the shower, or in other rooms in his house, nor in her surprisingly comfortable, if a bit small, bed.

She’d talked about things ending, which he’d told her they would. But now he didn’t want it to. His gut and his cock were both urging him to stick it out. He wanted to teach her everything he knew about sex and how to please him and herself. He wanted to teach her about life, take her places, grow a little self-esteem in her, so the assholes who would surely come after him wouldn’t be able to take advantage of her.

It wasn’t a relationship or some bullshit. It was just, Laurel was different. She was one for the record books. He’d managed to find a real live virgin, in the big city, who was drop dead fucking gorgeous, smart, and actually listened. He shook his head even now that she’d actively absorbed his earlier speech about their association being a short one. Not only that, she took him to heart and assumed one night was all they had. He should probably have her bronzed, or stuffed and mounted. There was no way a woman like this was ever happening again in his lifetime.

And if he was honest, he’d been completely fucking pissed when he woke up and realized she was gone. He called her name, and when she didn’t answer, he went to the bathroom, then the kitchen, and when he realized he was alone, he was like, what the fuck? But now he laughed. Not only had he chased after her, he was now happily sleeping in her tiny fucking apartment that felt like a sauna with a draft, having soothed a crying female and held her in his arms while she slept.

Some parts of hell must be dripping icicles. Tomorrow he’d get her straightened out on this past drama shit that was haunting her. He’d rough her up a little, a kind of exorcism, maybe. Then they could go out to eat. He’d fuck the shit out of her for a few days, glut himself on her curvy little body, alternating sweet and hard until she toughened up some. By then he figured he’d probably be more ready to get rid of her. He’d fuck her one more good time, give her a few hard orgasms, then say goodbye.

Having made a workable plan, he slept.


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