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I swayed on the front porch and then made a racket as I opened the front door stumbling into the house. "I'm smashed," I slur as I knock into the wall and then practically crawl up the steps. Looking int the den I see the light is on. "I bet Diane is out with that nerd Jared. I bet that boy wouldn't know what to do if it was handed to him. What the hell does she see in that nerd," I think as I grab the banister and literally pull myself up the stairs.
I pull on the banister thinking, "God I drank too much tonight and that girl was hot tonight. What the hell was her name? Yea it was Betty that was it. Man she was smoking hot." I get to the landing and admonish myself again. "Why in the hell do you always drink too much and then find some hot chick but can't do anything about it. That cute redhead went home with Tom. and tomorrow he will be crowing about what they did."
I crash into the wall across the hall from my door and then practically fall into my room. Staggering to the bed I fall onto the soft mattress. "I bet Tom and Betty are getting it on right now," I muse as I pull down my pants and underwear. Grabbing my cock I felt its softness between my fingers as I thought of the red head in the bar. I moaned as my thoughts became more erotic, my cock getting thicker.
I see her standing in the alley, pushing me against the cold stone wall, kissing my lips and then sliding down to her knees. I whisper, "Oh fuck" as her fingers wrap around my cock and then I can only let out a long moan when her lips slip over the head of my cock, sliding more and more of my rigid tool into her mouth. I watch as her head bobs up and down, her hand continuing to stroke my shaft until it is hard and standing straight out inviting her to finish me off. I hear my own groans and moans of lust as I watch her again take my cock deep into her mouth causing my hips to push out, trying to bury myself deep into her mouth. I see her mouth linger on the head of my cock, her tongue flicking delicately over the sensitive knob. I want to reach out and grab her head but my arms seem to be paralyzed. I see her head move, taking just the head of my shaft into her mouth, sucking hard as her hand moves ever faster on my now very slippery cock.
I want to take her and fuck her but it is as if I can't move. I try to put my hands into her hair but it is as if they are tied and then I cry out as her her mouth and fingers bring me to a shattering climax. "Ohhhh fuck yesss," I cry out as my hips bump and grind against her face. "Ohhhh yessss," I groan breathlessly as the first of a series of blasts explode. I feel like I'm going to pass out as I feel my cock twitching and throbbing in the cute redhead's mouth.
My eyes burn and my mouth is dry from the alcohol. I strain to open them knowing it is Saturday and I got drunk again last night. I look down at my pants and underwear still around my thighs and then remember. "That was the best blow job I ever had," I thought as my mind tried to remember what really happened the night before. Then it hit me. I did not take the redhead into the alley. No she went home with Tom. As I rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom shaking my head, I mutter to myself "I swear that that redhead was giving me the best blow job. That was so fucking real last night. I swear it was if I really got a great blow job."
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