Yummy Detour
“Fuck baby, stick your fingers in my ass.”
I moaned desperately while I rode his face. He is Derek, umm no, Derek was the hottie with the body last week. So I’m currently sitting on who? Henry or is it Charles? Some Medieval king or some shit.
“Aaaahhhhh! Yessssss! Fucking Arthur!” I screamed.
That’s right the nerd with the long tongue currently tongue fucking my pussy like it was the last of the wings at the BBQ is Arthur. Arthur, the sexy computer geek/my current boy toy on the 5th floor of my apartment building. He doesn’t really have much going for him, not that he’s not a looker or cause he’s a little on the bulky side – cause I dig meat – but because he’s just boring regular Arthur. No hot bike, no tattoo, not even a bad drinking habit. So he’s not really my style but one day while drunk I did let him eat me.
I said to myself, “Monica [that’s me] you would be doing a charity. See it as the Hoeing for Humanity Charity where you dish out your great sexual experience on the otherwise innocent that would have never stood a chance on a regular day.” It should be tax deductible.
I gave him a Grade: 2 for looks because despite his general lack of sex appeal, he had a great personality. I gave him a nice 4 though, for his wickedly long and dexterous tongue that had me creaming in 10 seconds flat. A 6/10 is a pretty high grade given how nerdy he is, I mean the first time I saw him, he and his equally imbecilic friends were playing with light sabers in the hallway at 4 in the morning while I was taking my walk of shame from the room of his across the hall neighbor young, dumb and hung Rex.
Side note: When I met him he said “Yea. The name is Rex, like a dog and I knew then he was an idiot. Him I gave a 5/10, all of it just for having the best cock I have seen since my high school gym teacher. That’s another crazy story for some other time.
Back to Arthur…
