She had a date tonight. Took him home and had her way with him. He left, key under the mat, as they usually do when sheās fallen asleep. And I slipped in as he came out the door, as I have made a habit of doing. This is the third time Iāve done so. So I suppose I can call it a tradition now?
She must have been warm. Her duvet was off and she was lying there, spread-eagled. Full access to her bush and all things holy. I started drooling just from the sight of her. I covered my finger in my spit and put it inside of her. I anticipated a moan, but instead I got an āoh youāre back, Iāve been expecting youā in return. I looked up in horror and saw her eyes were open but her gaze was empty... She was still asleep. āWhy donāt you shag me, Jeremy,ā she said. Slightly bewildered I looked at the poster of Jeremy Allen White on her wall. I must have worked my way into her dreams.
Well, you donāt have to ask me twice, Iāll be your Jeremy I thought. Besides, my cock was already twitching just from the thought of entering her, so I did. I pushed my slightly above average sized cock into her and she moaned; āOh Jeremy, itās like you were made to shag me.ā āOh you artsy city woman,ā I thought. āIf you only knew.ā
The feeling of her encasing my cock was divine. A feeling I have felt before, yet it was not faded since the last time I was inside her. It was so intense that I really had to concentrate not to come. God knows, I donāt want to be known as a one-minute wonder, even though she does not know who I am. Then she stopped. Looked me dead in the eyes with her distant gaze and said: āDo me in doggy, Jeremy.ā
She turned around, face down arse up in the air for me to help myself, and I gave her a good shagging for quite some time. It was so good and as I felt I was close to come I increased the tempo, hitting her harder and harder with every stroke until I filled her to the brim. I stayed inside her twitching and savouring the feeling before I pulled out and watched it all come dripping out running down her thighs.
āCuddle me,ā she said, and collapsed to her side inviting me, or rather Jeremy, to be the big spoon. So I did. āYou shagged me so good, Jeremy. Good night,ā she said while I stroked her hair until I heard her breathe heavier. Then I slipped out, locked the door, and placed the key under the mat as I left.
















