Chelsea

I met Chelsea at Crush the Wine Bar on Wednesday.

Chelsea is the girl friend of Randy, the guy from the biker bar in Chesapeake who paid $1000 to Jesse a few weeks ago. Randy took me back to his place and we sucked and fucked all night long. I stayed the night. Actually I had no other alternative since I was without wheels; after all he did pay good money for me. Interesting his cell rang a few times. He never answered it; then I saw him turn it off.

Late the next morning I woke up to a female voice … coming from door. “You bastard! No wonder you never answered your phone!”

I heard Randy say, “Calm down Chelsea. Let me explain.” Randy got up moved towards Chelsea and escorted her out of the room. “Who is she Randy… some whore you picked up yesterday?”
Hmmm .. I thought she’s got me pegged. I took the opportunity to slip into the bathroom. I looked for my clothes, but all I could find was my black bra. I freshened up a little bit; I probably was using some her stuff, but what the hell.

I didn’t hear any more loud talking; in fact it became silent, so I cautiously walked into the other room looking for my jeans and shirt.

“The bitch is got a dick. You bastard you didn’t tell me. It’s a big dick too. It’s bigger than yours!”

So there I stood.

Randy who was in the kitchen, came darting out to see what was going on!
“I want you Bitch!” As Chelsea started walking towards me I held out my hand. We went into the bedroom and Chelsea closed the door behind us. Chelsea pushed a chair in front of the door. “The bastard is not getting any more of you until I am done with you!”

Chelsea unbuckled her jeans and dropped them to the floor. “Lick me Bitch!” I dropped to my knees and began running my tongue along her right thigh, carefully avoiding, for now, her red lycra thong. Chelsea grabbed the back of head and twisted it towards her pussy… “Lick it bitch!” I pushed her thong to the side to insert my tongue into her shaved labia. Chelsea soft moans continued as my tongue worked its way around her flower petals, slowly moving towards her clit. I could feel the heat of her pussy as I devoured it with my mouth and tongue. I could feel Chelsea pull harder on my hair as she squirmed with pleasure. She leaned back onto the wall to keep her balance, but never letting go of my head.

I heard a series of quiet whimpers, which seemed to be leading to a crescendo. I love licking pussy. It’s one my favs, so I slowed down my pace to bring her down, then sped up to bring her back to the brink. I was able to keep her teetering … but Chelsea kept moving my head trying to stay in control. She wanted to cum, but I wanted to extend her pleasure. Chelsea begged me…. I relented. I felt her release!

She loved her orgasms as I am sure you could hear her screams in the living room; if not in the neighbor’s town house.

“Fuck me Bitch” I did more than once as we spent hours in Randy’s bedroom. We fucked and licked each other. She loved rubbing and licking my boobies … and then reaching down to my clitty. She just giggled. Chelsea was in heaven. So was I.
We finally took a break… We found Randy, in his recliner, watching the Redskins football with his hand on his cock. I could that he was headed for a climax, so being the cumslut that I am I put my mouth on his cock to help him explode into my mouth.

Chelsea got us all a Blue Moon. As we sat around naked Randy invited me to join Chelsea and him at the O.C. for the bikers weekend. Yum! I had never been to a bikers ‘weekend party.

After the game ended… the Redskins lost in overtime to the Texans, I asked Randy to take me home. I was spent and all I wanted to do was snuggle into my bed.

He did, but Chelsea joined us. Randy drive and Chelsea made out in the back seat. She finally sucked me off. We all kissed good bye, exchanging cell numbers as I walked up my steps.
I would sleep tonight!

P.S.: I will get back to our meet up at Crush!