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11. Anne-Marie's List of One.

Date: 2/17/2017, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: GoBigCatGo, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

eyebrows. It was honestly what she called a dick it seemed. Sara refilled our glasses. “I’m not bothered. I like a good licking and a good shag but don’t really care if I suck cock or not, if I’m honest. Sometimes it’s ok. Most of the time I just do it because it shuts him up.” Sara widened her eyes at me and nodded theatrically at Anne-Marie. “You like to get stuck in, though, don’t you, BC?” This was my moment. I cleared my throat, nodded. “Yep. I love... umm licking... girls... bits.” They both snorted. Sara, bless her, stepped in to smooth my awkwardness. “Don’t let his modesty fool you, Babe. He’s the best head I’ve ever had.” Anne-Marie blinked at us both. “Oh, so you two...” Sara waved her hand. “Way back, we were drunk. But he was very eager to please if I remember. I felt like a bloody ice-cream. And… “She mimed a hard-on with a rigid forearm. “He really enjoyed it.” Anne-Marie beamed and fluttered her eyelashes playfully. “Well you may need to go the top of my naughty list!” My turn to blink. Sara explained. “Anne-Marie has a slutty list of boys to call on if she needs… anything.” Anne-Marie dropped her jaw. “It’s not slutty! I’m just done with relationships. Fuck-buddies for me from now on…” “Or lick-buddies,” I added. Anne-Marie rolled her eyes. “In my dreams! Do you know I have five boys on my list and their all about the…” She pumped her fist. “You would, literally, be solo on my lick-buddy list.” I laughed rather too loud, I fear. # It was maybe three months ... later, I had just split up with Charlotte, I think. After the summer of Guapa and Orla, but before Pearl. I was on my way back from an early shift on a building site, planning to change and head off to college, and who should I find sitting on my doorstep? She watched me approach, tilting her head and smiling. She looked even prettier than I remembered, dressed in thick cream woolly tights, a short brown skirt and this fitted jacket thing with a turned up furry collar. Her cheeks were pink with cold. She had her knees up with arms wrapped around them and if I was in any doubt as to the reason for her visit (and for a moment I had forgotten her “naughty list”) she twisted her ankle-boots, creating a cheeky up-skirt view of stretched woollen puffiness... My knees wobbled. “I did ring!” She declared as I fiddled with, and dropped my keys. “But there was no answer so I thought; well I’ll just surprise the old Fluffer!” Jittery with what I knew she was here for, I explained I worked some mornings, and still hadn’t even showered, and let her in, closing the door behind us. I didn’t need even bother asking where she’d learned about “Fluffer”. She wasn’t going to waste any time with pleasantries, anyway, launching at me and wrapping her arms around my neck in a big sigh. “Fuck!” she burst, “I’ve been looking forward to this!” She pressed her huge pillowy lips to me, and shoved her body so hard I slammed against the front door. I eased her off, just before her tongue invaded. “Um... ...