The One I Can Never Have | AJ Bailey’s Sex Secrets

He's the one I can't have. I want him so badly. Sometimes I think that maybe he wants me too. Ever since that electric current shot through me the moment I laid eyes on him I knew that I had to have him. Or was it the way he looked at me? That look that made my insides restless? It's the one I stalk...without stalking, yet somehow always seems to appear on the periphery. Just like tonight. I haven't been here long, two drinks in with friends. I can't miss him even when I'm looking everywhere but his direction. Who is he even with? How long has he been here? I feel my whole body blush. Just for a second I catch his gaze and there it is: his eyes are squarely fixed on me. He doesn't even try to look away.

      No one notices this exchange, or the fact that I'm blushing and practically panting. Thank God it's dark in this hole in the wall. This is too intense, and pretending to not notice his penetrating stare is too much. As casually as possible I interject into my friends' conversation "Ugh I've got to meet so and so down the street...I'll text you guys later."  I shoot up and grab my coat off of the back of the chair. I don't know what I'm doing but my pulse is racing and I feel like a caged animal. I quickly make my exit and feel more than one pair of eyes following me out the door. After I'd made it a safe distance I let go of the breath I seemed to have been holding since I'd felt his presence. Its cold out; dark and damp, and I light up a cigarette- a habit that gives me a false sense of security while walking alone at night. Walking as fast as my heeled boots will take me on the slick uneven pavement, I bite my lip at the thought of what he does to me. Or rather, what I'm dying to do to him.

      Everything inside me is pulsing, and in frustration I decide I need a fucking drink. And then I hear it: footsteps. I can't turn around. Am I nervous or excited? I know its him. I don't have to look. I just know. I keep my pace, pulse racing. I feel him getting closer, and I can smell his cigarette and cologne only a few paces back. "Why the fuck are you doing this to me?" I think to myself, and desperately want to scream at him. Does he enjoy taunting me this way?

      Just then I feel a strong grip on my left arm. All I see is the black wool of his coat and I'm whipping around into darkness. I can feel the back of my head up against cold grainy brick, but my front is pressing up against something warm. My eyes are adjusting now, and I can smell him a half an inch from my face, breathing heavily and leaning in to press his mouth firmly to mine. Everything in my body melts as I'm pinned against him, fumbling and grabbing at his hair while my hips involuntarily push towards his.

      Panting and grasping I feel his hands searching under my trench coat and firmly grabbing a hold of my hips, sliding his hands up my thighs and taking my cashmere dress up with them. I could feel my own warm wetness as he rubbed his hand aggressively on my throbbing little pussy. My moan almost drowned out the rip of my panties. The next thing I feel is his large, hard, warm cock forcing its way into my tight little pussy. He pulls my legs up effortlessly and I wrap myself around him as tightly as I can. I feel the cold bricks against my back through my coat as he thrusts against me. One hand holds me in place while the other grips tightly to my hair. His warm mouth bites and licks at my neck in between his moans. I can barely stifle a scream as his hard cock thrusts me to climax. He holds his hand over my mouth and I bite his fingers while he presses his head to my shoulder and rams himself deep inside me with a  final thrust and release.

      I'm still gasping for breath, my heart pounding in my chest as he pulls out his shaft and delicately sets me down. I stand there, dazed, dripping and shaking. I feel him press his weight against me one last time, kissing me hard before pulling away. He raises his hand and traces my bottom lip with his thumb before he turns and heads out to the dimly lit street. He turns one last time to look back with his intense gaze. The corners of his mouth barely turn up in a vague smile before he straightens his scarf and departs to wherever it is he goes.

      Flushed and satisfied I wrap myself back up in my coat that still smells of him. I smile to myself at our little secret and head out into the street. I need a fucking drink.

- AJ Bailey

AJ Bailey is a stunning blue-eyed blonde with a post graduate degree in anthropology and museum studies from the vaunted St. Andrew's University. She is one of Vivid Entertainment's newest Vivid Girls and can currently be seen in Vivid's AJ Bailey Experiment.