Desperate Times

My name is Gianna. I am 18 years old. I have a boyfriend named Tom. And he has never given me an orgasm.I love my boyfriend, don’t get me wrong. We have been together for a little over a year, and he’s such a sweet guy. He always pays for dinner, opens doors for me, and kisses me goodnight. My parents love him. He buys me gifts and is always a good shoulder to cry on, but something is missing.Everyone tells me that sex isn’t as important in a relationship as things like companionship or timing. And Tom and I do have sex. But it’s very one sided. He has a very nice cock, which I love to kiss and lick and ride. He’s good looking, about 6′ tall with short brown hair and sweet green eyes. He’s a little scrawny, but I don’t mind. The attraction is obviously there. But the passion isn’t.I’m much more spontaneous than he is. I always have to initiate sex. And I’m always the one who’s grabbing him in public, or under the dinner table, or pressing myself into him. I love to surprise him in the morning, waking him up with his dick in my mouth. I try to get him to be a little more dominant, but it just isn’t him.Lastly, he never returns any favors. He does like to finger me, but never to orgasm. And he refuses to eat my pussy. Which, I’ll be honest, does get a little frustrating.When we first got together, everyone said how they would have never pictured us together. I’m about 5’6 with long brown hair, brown bahis siteleri eyes, and a curvy body. My round ass gives way to a small waist, which then leads to 36 DD tits. Together, we don’t really look like we fit. And, to be honest, he isn’t my type at all.All my past boyfriends have been the type with a hard exterior, but gentlemanly to me. I lost my virginity to Tom, but I can only imagine what some of my exes would have been like in bed. Frankly, I like a dominant man who can spank me when I need to be punished. That’s what really makes my pussy wet.So, one night, I was in bed after another orgasm-less night of sex with Tom. And I was horny. It was a Friday night, and I knew my one friend had invited me to a party. So I decided to head out to distract myself from the throbbing between my legs.My hair hung down my back in waves, and I wore tight black pants with a black bra and an open leather jacket. My lips were painted red. My heels clacked on the sidewalk as I walked to the party, the autumn air giving me a chill, my nipples turning hard.Most of the night was uneventful. I chatted with my friends, and may have had too much to drink. It was when I was opening another beer that I saw him. He was leaned against the wall, one hand in his pocket, another holding a cup. He wasn’t talking to anyone. He was wearing dark jeans, with a tight white t-shirt, showing his taut stomach and broad canlı bahis siteleri shoulders. His black hair was longer, pushed back from his face and falling over his ears. His tan skin had tattoos covering both arms, some black swirls still visible under his shirt. His face was blank, but his eyes were watching me.Maybe it was the beer, or just the plain hunger for some hard, rough sex, but I made my way over to him, stumbling slightly. My gaze never left his, his lips turning up into a smirk as I got closer. I could now see stubble covering his chin and strong jawline. The more I looked, the more I forgot I had a boyfriend.I didn’t stop walking until my chest was an inch from his. We stared at each other for a minute, not saying anything. Finally, I bit my bottom lip.”Hi,” I whispered, huskily. His smirk turned into a smile, revealing two dimples in his cheeks.”Hey, baby doll.” His jaw clenched as he looked me up and down. I noticed his eyes lingering on my chest. Feeling a little daring, I swayed to the music being played, pressing my boobs against his body. He rested a hand on my hip, running a finger in the waist of my jeans.”I’m Pete,” he said. “And you’re sexy.” He started to sway his body in time with mine, stepping off the wall and pressing our bodies together. He set his drink down, snaking both arms behind me to grab my ass.I leaned toward his ear, my breath hot on his neck. canlı bahis “Gianna,” I said. “But sexy works too.” I set my drink next to his, winding both arms around his neck and in his hair. As the beat got slower, he moved his hands to my hips, pushing his groin into my lower stomach. He kissed right below my ear, making me shiver.”Gianna,” he growled. I liked the way it rolled off of his tongue. I turned around, keeping one arm on his neck, using the other one to guide his hand up my thigh. We danced for what felt like hours, his hands exploring in between my thighs, me grinding my ass into his hard cock. Eventually, my pussy was so wet I couldn’t take it anymore.I turned to face him, leaning up towards his ear, nibbling on it. I reached my hand between our bodies, rubbing his erection through his jeans. He growled, grabbing my shoulders and pressing me firmly against the wall.He leveled his eyes with mine, his breath hot on my face. “Two can play at that game.” His eyes were a mixture of hunger and excitement as he reached between my legs, rubbing my pussy through my pants. I moaned while I shut my eyes.He was leaving trails of kisses up my neck, adding more pressure to my pussy as he got closer to my mouth. Once he reached it, he removed his hand, making me whimper. He smiled. Then, he grabbed both sides of my face, and kissed me like I had never been kissed before. His tongue was firm and hot in my mouth, and the way it danced with mine made me moan. I was pawing at him, trying to pull him as close as possible to me. When he pulled away, he gently bit my bottom lip.I looked at him up through my lashes, grabbing his hand.