Preachers Daughter Chapter 13 and Preacher Sucks
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Disclaimer: Stories that I will post in following weeks are partialy based in my own experience, some are pure fiction and fantasy, while all participants in mentioned stories, both fictional and based on real people, are over the age of 18. English is not my first language, so bare with me, allright?
I have known her my whole life. We went to school together, and our lives parted ways when we went to college. In all that time, she was a friend of mine, not too close, but far enough, since she was more mature than me. She had a long term boyfriend throughout the school, and that relationship was solid as a rock - she never cared for parties and drinking, not that c***dish stuff, as she looked upon us, as c***dish and stupid.
Even at that time, she was more than atractive, but nobody really cared about her, cause we all knew she was out of bounds, the untouchable, but no one could deny her the beauty she was carrying where ever she went.
At that time, man develops quite a few crushes, but she wasnt one of them. At that time, you masturbate a lot, to almost every girl you know, but her... Maybe once or twice, cant remember (remember, this was the time before all the social media).
I totally forgot about her, somewhere I heard that she got married to that guy, but she tottaly went off my radar. Up until that night.
As she was living back home (countryside), when I caught a first glimpse of her, I thought it was someone else, that resembles K. On the second look - man, it is her. She was dancing with some friends, a bunch of worn out women, that made her glow even harder amongst them.
Still a blonde, still very slim, and still dressed modestly. She caught me starring, and almost looked away, but than she flinched and raised her eyebrows.
It was like she has seen her long lost brother. She yelled as a schoolgirl (funny part - she would never do that at the time she was an actual school girl), and rushed into my arms.
She was tipsy, as I noticed that her hug was a bit too tight, and free for the K I knew.
Where are you?
You live in Belgrade?
You got married?
Why not?
I never see you visiting your parents in the countryside.
You look incredible, when did you cut your hair?
After college?
You are saying that we didnt see each other for more than 10 years?
15 years?
Is it possible?
She just went on and on, and on. She was in Belgrade for the weekend, one of her fat ugly friends is getting married next week. Yes, she is married, and all, raising brats, boring life, monotony and all.
It was mostly a monologue. She was so yuppy, talking about random, every day stuff, but still staying with me. She forgot about her friends, and everything. Her hand would glide on my arm, every once in a while. I was trying to say something, but she was on fire.
You know what happened to D?
C is working in Dubai now.
Remember M, you had the biggest crush on her...
No, I had a crush on you...
Dont know why I said that. Ok, subconsciously, I know why I said it. Why?Cause I am not that insecure, shy adolescent, with long hair and Type 0 Negative t-shirt. In years, I learned a thing or two about women, on my own mistakes, obviously. People dont change, she didnt become a biggest extrovert over the night, going around, pressing her boobs on a guys arms, a guy she havent seen for decade and a half. She was a bored housewife, that after many years, felt a teardrop of freedom, of the life she never had, after all the hussle with brats, and her tired, boring hubby, and all the same people and friends, she saw on a daily basis back home.
You are still beautifull, as I remember you.
I ran my fingers through her hair, as I said it. Her eyes closed for a moment...
And it was just a game. I didnt wanna do nothing more, just to fuck with her mind and leave. So I excused myself, kissed her on the cheek, and left.
When I entered my car, I heard knocking on my window. It was her. She showed me to unlock the door, so I did. She just sat besides me, in silence. She was hesitant. She wanted something, but wasnt sure what it was. I knew what it was - she wanted attention, she has been lacking last 15 years, another compliment, since the last one lasted only for a second.
Going on pure instinct, I unbuttoned my pants, exposing myself. Ran my fingers through her hair, and made a suggesting notion.
It lasted only a few minutes. She didnt swallow, and now the mixture of cum and saliva was all over my crotch, as she was spitting it out.
K was shaking.
I wont ask you to come over to my place, you have to ask me to take you there.
No.
She kissed me on the cheek and hurried back to her friends. She just had her little adventure, and life isnt that boring, and meaningless.
I have known her my whole life. We went to school together, and our lives parted ways when we went to college. In all that time, she was a friend of mine, not too close, but far enough, since she was more mature than me. She had a long term boyfriend throughout the school, and that relationship was solid as a rock - she never cared for parties and drinking, not that c***dish stuff, as she looked upon us, as c***dish and stupid.
Even at that time, she was more than atractive, but nobody really cared about her, cause we all knew she was out of bounds, the untouchable, but no one could deny her the beauty she was carrying where ever she went.
At that time, man develops quite a few crushes, but she wasnt one of them. At that time, you masturbate a lot, to almost every girl you know, but her... Maybe once or twice, cant remember (remember, this was the time before all the social media).
I totally forgot about her, somewhere I heard that she got married to that guy, but she tottaly went off my radar. Up until that night.
As she was living back home (countryside), when I caught a first glimpse of her, I thought it was someone else, that resembles K. On the second look - man, it is her. She was dancing with some friends, a bunch of worn out women, that made her glow even harder amongst them.
Still a blonde, still very slim, and still dressed modestly. She caught me starring, and almost looked away, but than she flinched and raised her eyebrows.
It was like she has seen her long lost brother. She yelled as a schoolgirl (funny part - she would never do that at the time she was an actual school girl), and rushed into my arms.
She was tipsy, as I noticed that her hug was a bit too tight, and free for the K I knew.
Where are you?
You live in Belgrade?
You got married?
Why not?
I never see you visiting your parents in the countryside.
You look incredible, when did you cut your hair?
After college?
You are saying that we didnt see each other for more than 10 years?
15 years?
Is it possible?
She just went on and on, and on. She was in Belgrade for the weekend, one of her fat ugly friends is getting married next week. Yes, she is married, and all, raising brats, boring life, monotony and all.
It was mostly a monologue. She was so yuppy, talking about random, every day stuff, but still staying with me. She forgot about her friends, and everything. Her hand would glide on my arm, every once in a while. I was trying to say something, but she was on fire.
You know what happened to D?
C is working in Dubai now.
Remember M, you had the biggest crush on her...
No, I had a crush on you...
Dont know why I said that. Ok, subconsciously, I know why I said it. Why?Cause I am not that insecure, shy adolescent, with long hair and Type 0 Negative t-shirt. In years, I learned a thing or two about women, on my own mistakes, obviously. People dont change, she didnt become a biggest extrovert over the night, going around, pressing her boobs on a guys arms, a guy she havent seen for decade and a half. She was a bored housewife, that after many years, felt a teardrop of freedom, of the life she never had, after all the hussle with brats, and her tired, boring hubby, and all the same people and friends, she saw on a daily basis back home.
You are still beautifull, as I remember you.
I ran my fingers through her hair, as I said it. Her eyes closed for a moment...
And it was just a game. I didnt wanna do nothing more, just to fuck with her mind and leave. So I excused myself, kissed her on the cheek, and left.
When I entered my car, I heard knocking on my window. It was her. She showed me to unlock the door, so I did. She just sat besides me, in silence. She was hesitant. She wanted something, but wasnt sure what it was. I knew what it was - she wanted attention, she has been lacking last 15 years, another compliment, since the last one lasted only for a second.
Going on pure instinct, I unbuttoned my pants, exposing myself. Ran my fingers through her hair, and made a suggesting notion.
It lasted only a few minutes. She didnt swallow, and now the mixture of cum and saliva was all over my crotch, as she was spitting it out.
K was shaking.
I wont ask you to come over to my place, you have to ask me to take you there.
No.
She kissed me on the cheek and hurried back to her friends. She just had her little adventure, and life isnt that boring, and meaningless.
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