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A Novel Romantic Approach - Part 1

Date: 12/3/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: kiera, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

Three months ago Fuck my balls ached my dick throbbed. I'd been aching and hard all night, after she let me lick her. It was too long, since she let me touch her and nothing tasted like her. No one was like her or even came close to her. I would gladly endure any punishment she inflicted on me though, because I fucked up. I hurt her and I was just grateful, she even gave me the time of day. I could still taste her on my lips. She left me wanting and throbbing last night, but she said we had plans and that I was not to touch myself, although I was desperate to, but I wouldn't. I didn't want to ruin the surprise she said, she had in store for us. I glanced at the clock it was 6 am. She said she would be here at 8 am. to pick me up. Fuck, I missed her. I would gladly have blue balls for the rest of my life, if she would just forgive me and give me a second chance. My mind drifted back two years ago, sitting in that bar with friends and that annoying bitch, Helen. It was all kinda fuzzy from there and I didn't want to be there with my head fuzzy. Those shots were a bad idea, but what else was I going to do. I had nothing else to do except sit at home alone, now I finished my shift. Helen's words buzzed in my ears like white noise and as usual, I just agreed with her to shut her up. I was all for a nice easy fuck, but I had no interest in a slut who fucked the entire bar. I had some standards and I didn't want cooties or worse. Besides, she had huge fake tits. I hated fake tits. ... Suddenly, she leaped onto my lap pressing her large fake knockers into my chest. She squealed in that annoying voice, how excited she was. Could I pick her up at 7 pm. on Friday? What the fuck had I agreed to? Brian patted me on the back, "Thanks man, thought I was gonna have to endure this alone. Teresa is making me go. You own a suit right? You don't just own scrubs?" A pox on all alcohol, what the fuck had I agreed to? "Oh John," said Helen rubbing her skanky false nails up my chest and leaning closer, "we're going to have so much fun you and I." She wriggled her hips and fat arse over my flaccid cock seductively. I got the fuck out of there. Next day at work, I guzzled water and coffee like a man possessed, sitting at my desk and my email pinged. Message from Brian: "So Dude, How's your head today? You have a suit, right? If not, get one. You can't turn up at the launch in scrubs mate." I reply: "WTF are you talking about? Yes, I own a suit. What fucking launch? No my head's not ok. You and your fucking shots, you arsehole. We don't all work from home." Message from Brian: "Dude don't you dare. You agreed to go with Helen the whore and for some fucking reason, Teresa adores Helen and I adore Teresa. If you bail out on me dude, she's gonna be pissed at me. Besides man, you can't make me go to the launch of a Romance novel by a dude. I might add. WTF is up with that shit anyway, a dude writing romance? Teresa and I will meet you there. You can pick Helen the whore up at 7 ...