Since my husband left me I’ve been feeling lonely and craving cock. I’m so fucking horny right now that I’m dreaming that some rock hard Adonis will come through that door and just rape me. That’s how lonely I am. I want someone….anyone to fuck me. I’m so horny that I want a guy to just take me and put me out of my misery.
There’s a big difference between being alone and being lonely. I’m alone a lot. And most of the time I’m cool with it because I do the things I like to do. I cook…..I eat…..watch my soaps……shop….shop…..shop…….I like to finger paint……..and sing karaoke. But there are times when I do feel lonely. I like that old song….”Are you Lonesome Tonight”. Elvis sounds so sexy. His voice goes right through me. I find myself listening to the lyric and thinking….”Yes I am lonesome tonight.” I start thinking about how nice it would be to have someone to snuggle up to and giggle with and play with. I start to crave the heat of a hot , toned, tanned, rock hard body that I can straddle my legs around and squeeze my big tits against and pucker my lips and kiss and lick and suck to my hearts content. Someone to love me is a pipe dream that I just don’t think will ever happen to me. But to have someone to rock my body til I howl like a wolf is something I can dream about. Now that would make me feel less lonely. But how do I get that guy in my bed? Should I search the internet? Should I ask a friend to hook me up with their friend? Should I post an ad? Or maybe I could be more subtle.
One night I was so lonesome for hot, sticky sex I thought I would go crazy. The voice of Elvis was haunting my mind and I just couldn’t take it any more. So I got in my convertible, put the top down and just started driving with my stereo blasting. I pulled into a convenience store to get a pack of cigarettes to calm my nerves and then a hot looking guy in a cowboy hat walked up to my car and said, ” I sure do love that song.” I couldn’t take my eyes off the bulge in his pants and those bowed legs. When I looked up into his soft brown eyes, I whispered, “It’s my favorite song”. He grinned and a said, “What’s a pretty lady like you doing out here all alone?” Then I said, “Well, I’m not alone right now….you’re here.” He grinned that sexy grin, jumped in the passenger seat and said. “Damn straight.” The sexual heat soared through my body and I took my mystery man for a wild ride. Before we got to my front door my blouse was in the backseat, his belt was on the dashboard, my bracelet was in the coffee cup holder and cowboy hat was gone with the wind. He picked me up and carried me in the house like the man of my dreams. When I finally got those tight ass jeans off his sexy, muscular body his dick was rock hard and sticking straight out. I rode that rock hard cock til the morning light. Am I lonesome tonight? Not anymore.
Written by GENIE
