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  One Wet Night

  By Delaynee Sinclair

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  November 2013

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  Copyright © 2013 by Delaynee Sinclair

  WARNING: This is a short, “stroke” story. This book contains sexual material, and language that may be unsuitable or inappropriate for some readers. Please only buy it if you are an adult. Stroke: verb (used with object) – to pass the hand or an instrument over (something or somebody) lightly or with little pressure; rub gently, as in soothing or caressing. I’ve been told this book is highly effective, and will increase your desire, to stroke…

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  A MESSAGE FROM THE AUTHOR

  Sometimes, I like to write like I’m just telling you a story about my date the night before. Some sexy stories are casual like that. One Wet Night is about what happens when your friends set you up on a date. This story is fiction, but I have written it using many of my personal experiences as inspiration. It’s a bedtime story that’s written to get you hot, hard, wet…And ready for bed. – Delaynee Sinclair, Stroke Storyteller

  I dedicate this book to all the men out there who have big cocks that fill tight little pussies to their limit…Mmmmm, thank you fella’s. D.S.

  One Wet Night

  By Delaynee Sinclair

  Ladies, is it just me, or have you ever experienced a man that was so big, that you thought, “There is no way that he is going to fit?”

  Well those words never crossed my mind, until I met…Nate.

  I met him at his 30th birthday party several of our mutual friends had thrown for him at their beach house. I’d heard them talk about him for years, but we were always both in different parts of the world, and unable to attend the same functions. That is until last night.

  At first, I heard only his voice as I entered the room. It was deep, and instantly melted me to my core.

  As my friend, Gwen, took me over to introduce me to him, she whispered in my ear that I was a gift for him.

  He was tall, dark and handsome just like I like my gifts, and we connected instantly. He even took my hand and pulled it to his beautiful lips. When he placed a kiss on it, my pussy clenched. It too wanted his lips on it as well.

  Smart little pussy.

  Gwen excused herself, but before she did, she also mentioned that he was a gift for me too.

  Hmmmm.

  I wondered what she meant by that and little did I know I was about to find out.

  Nate and I socialized with all our friends at the party, but every time I felt like someone was staring at me, I’d look over and our eyes would meet.

  I could tell that he liked what he saw by the way his eyes grazed the length of my body. It had been unseasonably warm, and so I’d worn a short cocktail dress…that I wanted more than anything for him to take off me.

  I smiled back.

  He adjusted his cock that was clearly starting to get rigid in his pants. It was like a heat seeking missile as it pressed through the material of his pants.

  My pussy clenched again.

  Nate and I played the cat and mouse game throughout the night. I’d brush my hand across my breast, or rub my skirt, inching it up my thigh when I caught him watching. He’d raise his eyebrows and grin, tipping his glass to me in approval.

  After the party, Nate invited me back to his place around the corner. It was raining a little, so we raced to his front door. His key wasn’t working, and we went around back to enter through his patio doors.

  We giggled like school kids and the through the warm summer rain only made us laugh harder. Until we gave each other a look that could melt ice, as we stood there with his back porch light beaming on us.

  And that’s when Nate pulled off his shirt, and tossed it aside.

  Damn. He was fine. Hard in all the right places. Nate wore 30 well.

  Without even thinking about it, I pulled my dress off over my head, and let it drop to the patio floor. The warm raindrops might have been pelting my big tits, but Nate could tell by the wet spot on the front of my panties that I was already wet for him.

  He grabbed the cheek of my ass as he cupped one of my breasts and bent down onto me for a kiss.

  Dammit, I wanted to fuck him. He squeezed my ass hard, as he pinched the bead of my nipple in his other hand. Our tongues were busy exploring each other’s mouths when lightning streaked across the sky overhead.

  He pulled back from the heated kiss, smacked my ass hard, and unlocked his door.

  When we were in his apartment, he turned on his gas fireplace to warm up the living room.

  He powered on his stereo which consisted of an Ipod and some speakers. The low hum of a soulful crooner filled the air around us.

  Nate kicked off his shoes and struggled to get his wet jeans off. He was wearing a pair of boxer briefs, but I couldn’t get a good look at his package in the dim lighting.

  He took me by the hand and nuzzled me close in a slow dance position. I was still wearing my thong, and our bodies warmed as we pressed the rest of our wet flesh together.

  I ran my hands across his back, and pressed him to me. My breath caught as I waited for his next move.

  He took me by the small of my back pulled me closer to him, and kissed me. His kisses were heated and filled with passion, and I couldn’t wait to fuck him.

  So, I pulled him down onto the rug. We wrestled for a bit. He playfully tickled me, and we laughed. It felt good to laugh. He smiled at the size of how my enormous tits bounced around as he squirmed underneath me. It felt even better seeing his sexy smile of approval.

  Then, I climbed on top of him, and he let me pin him. He looked so good between my legs.

  I bent down onto him for another kiss.

  I straddled him as my long locks of hair tickled his face. The more we made out, the more I could feel his cock growing beneath me through his underwear.

  My God. He was the size of my forearm.

  He flipped me over, and it was his turn to pin me. He nestled between my legs, and again his dick pressed firmly against me, revealing its size.

  Holy shit. He IS the size of my forearm…In both girth and length.

  My pussy instantly went from exuding excessive moisture down to my polished toenails, to as dry as desert sand . . . After a drought.

  I knew that I was too tight, and tiny for him.

  I couldn’t believe it. We’d dated in the same circle of friends, and I’d heard his name so much, but no one ever said a word about his size.

  No wonder the women he dated always said he was the greatest, nicest guy, but moved on rather quickly. Now we’d all grown up, they were married with kids, but he and I were the last two singles in our crowd. I couldn’t believe no one bothered to mention the white elephant in the room to me when they invited me to the party!

  I knew Nate was smart, and successful, but his dark hair, icy blue eyes and a physique so irresistible that I would have sworn Adonis was sculpted after him. To think, I thought were his best assets.

  I felt his cock twitch underneath my squirming body.

  I was wrong. His best asset was making my pussy ache with need, and getting it wet again every time he pressed his big boy against my heat.

  It was all making sense now. I’d been friends with our mutual friend Gwen since junior high school, and she knew a little secret about me.

  He stopped kissing me, and stroked my hair from my face. Our eyes met and I raised one eyebrow. I debated between bolting for the door or taking a dip into a vat of lubricant, and
giving it the ol’ college try. Either way, Nate could tell that I was concerned.

  Nate tried to reassure me with his, “Don’t worry Delaynee, it doesn’t fit in anybody, we can just play,” talk.

  He smiled, and his pearly whites lit up the dimly lit room as he covered me with his body like a warm blanket.

  That’s when I knew that Gwen hadn’t told Nate my secret.

  His kisses were amazing as he explored the nape of my neck and stopped to nibble on my lobe.

  Mmmm. That’s like pulling on my clit. I love that.

  Nate felt so good. His skin was as soft as velvet and his hair was so thick. I couldn’t keep my hands off of him.

  Our legs intertwined and Nate’s big dick once again pressed into my thigh, reminding me it was there. Was I warming up to the thought of seeing if it would fit? After all, I had a secret that Nate didn’t know.

  Gwen must have known that Nate could be the one for me because she knew that I was…

  He pressed his perfect lips to mine, and continued to kiss me, keeping me from my distracting thoughts. Nate was a fantastic kisser, and I started to imagine other things he could do with those lips.

  Then, he cupped my breasts and took turns nibbling my nipples.

  The smell of my sex filled the air, and I realized what was happening. I’ve never had a one-night stand and I needed to bolt for the door, or Nate was going to find out about my…Excessive moisture secret.

  You see, I’m a wet, wild ride, and that’s why Gwen knew I could take a cock of his size. I’ve told her my whole life how my body just makes so much more yummy pussy juice than most women’s. It’s true! I even had my gynecologist ask me out on a date before. I knew he wanted in my panties outside his clinic! Anyway, Gwen has even seen me get so turned on when just talking to a guy in a bar that my nectar would stream down my leg!

  Right now though, I was positive it was pooling in my panties as we kissed a little while longer. I couldn’t tell if he could feel all that warm pussy juice seeping through my thong, so I abruptly ended our make out session with an excuse of having to get up early.

  He pulled me to him, still kneeling just as I stood.

  With heavy lidded eyes of a man caught up in a moment of extreme passion, in his husky voice he whispered, “Stay,” which really made my cunt cream.

  His cock had tent poled his underwear too, and now I could see the outline of the big ridge that I wanted to glide my tongue over.

  That’s when I knew he knew.

  The smell of my pussy was stronger now.

  Nate took my hand, and pulled me back down onto the soft rug. He looked into my eyes, and licked his lips.

  Oh my, I wanted to fuck this guy, wanted to fuck the taste out of his mouth…

  So, I spread my legs, and slid my panties to one side and showed Nate my glossy cunt. I started to play with it as the light from the fire splashed its colors across my shaven flesh.

  Nate pulled his cock out of his briefs, and stroked it. He was huge, but what was most impressive was how he handled his cock with two hands as gently as if it were fragile.

  We couldn’t take our eyes off the others sex as we masturbated.

  I slipped my juice covered fingers into his mouth for a taste, and that sent him over the edge.

  I grabbed my tits and squeezed, leaving my pussy lips for Nate to play with. He spread them nice and wide with his fingers.

  Shit, his hands were big too, and those two fat fingers he was pumping into my slick slit felt pretty damn incredible.

  Then he positioned himself between my legs, and rubbed the head of his big prick on my fat clit where it was really slick. Up and down he slid his cock from my clit to my pussy hole. He rubbed all my beautiful pussy juice all over his big dick.

  He asked me if I were sure.

  He was so sweet.

  Was I sure?

  At this point I was actually considering begging him to fill me with his hard cock.

  “YES!” I cried out…

  And then…

  He slowly…

  Slid it inside me.

  Dammit, I was aching for that big thing. I was so wet that I barely noticed any friction. At first, he fucked me slowly, and I pulled my knees back, as I gaped my hole open for him.

  He felt good pumping into my pussy.

  I jiggled my clit, just enough to make my pussy squeeze his cock, which suddenly made me want to come.

  Nate was bucking his hips against me, and I realized that I’d somehow not only taken his girth, but his length as well. He just felt so fucking good.

  We were both about to come big time, but Nate let me come first. I gushed, and my pussy clenched around his big cock, squeezing him nice and hard.

  He shuddered, and said he could feel me.

  Then he pulled out, and came all over my belly. He was sexy as hell as those threads of hot come shot from his hard cock.

  Instinctively, I sat up, and suckled the head of his dick. I liked his tasty come, mixed with my cream.

  Yummy.

  My tongue went wild, sucking, licking, and slurping his big cock.

  I realized then that he wasn’t going soft. I knew that I wanted to make love to Nate again.

  Make. Love.

  Huh…

  I guess that’s the path an insatiable woman goes down when she’s found the right guy with the right package.

  Nate nestled down beside me, and palmed my sex as he planted a deep kiss on me. He liked tasting my pussy and his come so much, that he slid downward and starting licking it off my stomach.

  I pulled my knees back, and opened myself further for him as his mouth moved onto my mound. He pulled my pussy lips back, and made my clit spring up like a cobra that was getting ready to pounce.

  At first he flicked his tongue back and forth. Then he nibbled and sucked it.

  I groaned. Damn he was denying filling me with his fingers, knowing my pretty pussy wanted to be full again.

  Sweet torture.

  Flick. Nibble. Suck.

  Nate was focused on my clit, and I started bucking my hips, hoping I’d get him to slide his tongue into my hole.

  He looked up at me, and smiled. He said he was glad that I could take him, and that our bodies fit well together.

  I agreed. I also knew that he looked so good with that just fucked look on his face, and my pussy juice covering his lips.

  My pussy contracted so hard, it made a sound.

  Mmmmmm.

  Nate really liked that it did that, even said it spoke his language.

  Sex.

  Then he repositioned himself. He sat up. His hard cock was enormous weighted between his legs, and his balls hanging heavy.

  He closed my legs and had me flip over and get on my knees. He came up behind me and pressed my face into the rug.

  Then, I got what I wanted.

  He spread the cheeks of my ass and started fucking my pussy with his tongue. With every thrust of his wet tongue into my hot cunt my tits would bounce.

  Soon he’d tongue fucked me enough to where I was about to come, and I hadn’t even played with my clit or anything.

  I told him that I was going to come and that’s when he stopped.

  Damn. He’d taken me to the edge, and pulled his tongue out.

  Shit. All I wanted to do was fucking come and…

  That’s when he stood up, and I knew what would happen next.

  I spread my legs wide and grabbed the cheeks of my ass and pulled my pussy open to him.

  My face was smashed against the floor as I turned my head. I could see him. His face mixed with sweet pleasure, and pain as he guided his big dick into my tight hole.

  This position was a little bit more of a challenge for me, but Nate held my hips as he pushed downward. Again, I was able to take him all with ease. I was so wet and his big dick felt good spreading me open, and pushing my limits.

  I wanted to come.

  He was fucking me in a steady pace now, so I released the cheeks of my a
ss.

  Using my right hand I rubbed my wet clit. She was such a slimy fat clit by now, and it felt so good to rub her.

  My pussy muscles clenched and again, I found myself wanting to come.

  But I wanted to suck the come out of his cock when he’d finished. He tasted so good, and it really turned me on as I thought about doing that to him.

  Smack.

  He gave me a stinging spank.

  It took my breath.

  Smack.

  Again he spanked me.

  Shit. He really knew how to turn me on.

  I started sucking my thumb thinking about sucking on his cock.

  With every suck of my thumb, my pussy would suck his dick.

  I watched his face. He had a wild look in his eyes.

  It was so sexy.

  So dirty.

  I lost control, and gushed all over his big cock as he pounded my tight little pussy.

  He was good to me, and pushed in and out until my waves of desire ceased. Then he gave me another hard smack on the ass as he pulled out.

  He quickly flipped me over and I sat up.

  Nate said he wanted me to suck all of his come, and not spill a drop because I’d teased him by sucking my thumb.

  He was in command as he took my face, and brought my lips to his head. My lips glided right over its mushroom shape when he spilled his seed into my mouth.

  I couldn’t take him into my mouth the way that my pussy could, but he liked my hot mouth around his head. Plus, I fondled his big balls, and he liked it.

  His come sprayed into my throat. There wasn’t as much as the first time, but I got to taste every drop this time.

  We never took our eyes off each other as he unloaded all his hot steamy come.

  Yummy.

  Then, when he’d shot his last thread, he collapsed beside me on the floor.

  We lay there in each other’s arms as we discussed how we were so grateful that we’d finally gotten together.

  Nate said that this was his best birthday, ever, and that I was his greatest gift.

  Gwen was right, he was my gift too…

  I touched his cock and stroked it. It twitched, and I knew this was going to be, one, wet, night…

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