After fifteen months of email. Fifteen months of instant messages and skype. Fifteen months of not being able to touch him it’s no wonder I didn’t hear anyone walk up. I think that we could have been fucking in the middle of Jordan-Hare Stadium with 85,000 people watching and I wouldn’t have known it and more importantly I wouldn’t have cared.
But once Kyle fell asleep and I stood up in the back of the truck bed I was treated to the country version of the “walk of shame”. A round of applause and shrill whistles pierced the air and caused me to quickly look up to see no fewer than 10 of my closest friends sitting there drinking beers. I had three loads of Kyle’s cum dripping down my stomach, between my thighs and on my neck as the audience cheered.
I feigned embarrassment and tried to cover my breasts and grabbed my shorts to hold them in front of my pussy but let’s be honest for a second, I seriously fucked that “boy” and deserved a round of applause. He was sleeping like a baby, well not anymore, and I needed to take a quick swim to clean up.
I stepped over the tailgate of the truck and leaned back into the truck to grab my camisole before walking down to the lake to wash off.
Kyle on the other hand played the conquering fucker and stood up completely naked with his spent cum glazed cock dangling between his legs. He jumped out of the truck and plopped himself down in a chair and opened a beer. He sat there in full view of all of our friends.
When I walked back I was dressed in my shorts and camisole. I walked up to Kyle and gave him a quick kiss, “Cover that thing up. No one wants to look at that.”
“You seemed pretty eager a little while ago,” Kyle shot back with a smile.
“Are you complaining?” I asked.
“Hell no. You can welcome me home like that anytime,” he said while pulling me down on top of him and kissing me deeply.
“Ewwww, you need to go wash up.”
Kyle walked slowly to the lake without any clothes on and dove off the dock into the water. I couldn’t help but think that he really did have a cute butt. How he could have stayed so perfect while he was gone and I felt like I gained a thousand pounds.
As he walked back from the lake with water reflecting the last of the sunlight I just looked with a smile until he stopped in front of me.
“Girl, I am not leaving you for 15 months ever again.”
“Good, I don’t want you to leave me alone again,” I responded.
A chorus of “awww”, “I’m going to be sick” and “dude, you’re fucking whipped” rang out.
“Shut up, that’s not what I mean. I was in Afganistan for 15 months and I didn’t get a scratch,” Kyle said. Continuing, “I’m home with you for 2 hours and you worked my dick so hard it’s all raw and red.”
I lightly slapped Kyle on the chest and looked down at his penis. “You’re such and idiot. You’re not worn raw. That’s my lipst…,” I suddenly stopped. Crunched my face up and shook my head.
“What?” Kyle teased as another round of cat calls and whistles exploded from our friends.
“It’s my fucking lipstick you idiot. You’re such an ass sometimes.”
“Holy crap girl. It looks like you know what you’re doing there. You should be proud of that,” one our friends, Mike, yelled out. “Can you teach Sami how to do that?” he asked which resulted in Sami slapping her him.
“Girl, get my clothes,” Kyle yelled out to me.
“You’re out of your mind.”
Kyle laughed, “Ever since you saw me in the airport you wanted me naked. Now that I’m naked you won’t let me get dressed. You better watch that little ass of yours or we may be putting on a show for everyone.”
I picked up a long neck bottle of beer and took a sip and just crinkled my nose at Kyle. “You’re all talk. You can’t handle me, ‘my dick’s raw’, whatever.”
Placing the beer back to my lips I started to take a sip. Kyle said, “Girl you better get my pants quick or the way you’re drinking that beer is going to cause me to have a reaction.”
I choked on the beer and it sprayed out of my mouth onto my chin and camisole.
“See Mike. She’s not a good finisher,” Kyle joked.
“What the fuck are you talking about? I love when Sami finishes like that,” Mike said as Sami quickly slapped him again.
I walked over to Kyle and gave him a big beer covered kiss and proceeded to get his pants.
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