Page 45 of The Fed Sex Man

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“I do it all the time.” She giggled. “It feels awesome.”

Comparing sex stories with Jenny was going to be amusing, that much was clear. My night with Tyson, regardless of how much I embellished, would pale in comparison to her night with Shawn.

She made another cup of coffee and returned to her seat. “So, you had some entry issues?”

“Yeah. It took a while to get started.”

“Once you got going, it all worked out, though. Right?”

“Kind of.”

She held my gaze and leaned onto the edge of the table. “What happened?”

I sighed. “He lasted about three minutes.”

“Three?”

“He said it felt ‘too good’.”

“Oh wow,” she exclaimed. “That’s hot as fuck.”

I wallowed in a pool of sorrow. “I didn’t even have an orgasm.”

“Who cares!” she exclaimed. “You made the sexy as hell Fed Ex dude come in three minutes. How many girls do you think can make that claim? That’s sexy as hell.”

“Do you think so?”

“I know so. When a dude is so excited that he can’t help but blow his load, that’s sexy as fuck. When a guy fucks me and it lasts forever, I wonder if it even feels good to him. I’ve got some self-esteem issues when it comes to my twat, though.” Her gaze fell to her lap. “You could drive a truck in this thing without scraping the mirrors.”

I laughed until my ribs hurt. “What?”

“Seriously.” She looked up. “It’s as big as a barn. If a guy busts a nut a couple minutes after we start going at it, that’s hot as fuck. It lets you know he likes fucking you.”

I shrugged mentally. “I guess that’s one way to look at it.”

“It’s the only way to look at it.”

I gazed blankly at my empty coffee cup. “That makes me feel better.”

“You should feel like you’ve got the gold, girl.”

I looked up. “What do you mean?”

“Did he say it felt good?’

“Yeah. He did.”

“Did he say it was tight?”

“He did,” I said. “Several times.”

She scoffed. “Guys tell me I’m fun, or that they like my tits. Some of them say I’ve got a nice tight ass. No one ever tells me my pussy’s tight, though.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” she said. “It’s got its advantages.”

I laughed to myself at the thought of her fisting herself. Before I could stifle it, I laughed out loud. “Like putting your fist in it?”