Gavin Scott

After a long, exhausting and frustrating shift, I finally made it home. I went into my bathroom showered off and a got ready for bed. Suddenly I heard my doorbell ring. "Who the fuck is that ringing my doorbell at ten o'clock at night?" I asked myself. I hopped out the shower and quickly dried off, threw on my robe and shuffled to my door trying not to slip and fall on the linoleum. I looked through the peephole in my door and to my surprise, Gavin was standing on the other end. I slowly opened the door "Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked confusingly. He looked at me a smile then said, "Put on some clothes." Okay, did he just say what I think he just said? "Excuse me?" I asked, "I was out riding around trying to clear my head and thought since I was in the neighborhood, we could go out somewhere and talk; try to get to know each other." I stood there speechless, like an idiot with my mouth hanging open like a fish. "I would've called first, but I realized I don’t have your number and you never called me." He says. "I thought I'd wait a couple of days before I called you. Kind of let the dust settle a bit." I told him nonchalantly. "Why? I like you. You like me. Let's not play games. Games are stupid. Like the game you've been playing these last couple of weeks." He caught me off guard when he said that. I couldn't do anything but laugh it off. "I have a feeling raising you is gonna be a lot of work, but I love a challenge. Go. Put. On. Some. Clothes. I'm a patient man so I don't mind waiting." Damn, I wanna fuck him. I love a man that can take control but still make me feel like a lady. He had that "IT" factor, that je ne sais quoi. I didn't argue with the man. I took my ass to my bedroom and found a cute little lace, spaghetti strap dress with floral design and threw it on. I paired the dress with my bohemian style wedge heels. I didn’t have time to put on some makeup, so I just quickly filled in my brows, threw on my signature red lipstick made my way back to my living room.

When I entered the living room area, I found Gavin sitting on my couch with his dick sticking straight up as if he was a snake charmer. “Hey?!” I said exclaimed. Gavin didn’t move, he just sat there staring at me, undressing me with his eyes. “Come and sit on my dick,” he demanded in a firm, sexy voice. When I didn’t respond right away, he says “Don’t make me ask you again.” So, I slowly lifted my dress and pulled down my panties. Then I slowly walked over to Gavin who was patiently waiting and claimed on top and sat down on his long serpent. I rode his dick slowly and deep, just how I like it. He let me take full control but at the same time he made me feel safe and well taken care of. He kissed in my mouth with passion and suckle on my titty nipples. He ran his hand down the small of my back and the slapped my fat, hard; but I liked it. I can tell he was fighting the organism just by his facial expressions. That shit turned me on, the next thing I know, I was cummin’ on his dick. It was like someone turned on a faucet. My juices flowed, and they flowed heavy. Gavin started moaning softly. He baritone voice was so sexy and lean in kissed him so soft, suddenly his dick went limp. At that moment I knew he came.

Gavin looked at me with his soft, brown eyes and smiled. Damn, he’s so fine. “Let’s go to Bayside.” he says, “I feel like spending some money.” So, I hopped off him, grabbed my underwear and retreated to the bathroom to freshen up. When I was done, I turned off all the lights and walked out the front door with Gavin. The night was still young, I guess we’ll find something else to get into.