The Dressing Room
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Posted:Oct 11, 2006 8:03 pm
Last Updated:Oct 13, 2006 3:53 pm
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You lead me into the walk in closet with the sole intent of picking out an outfit. The closet was huge, and included racks of costumes, shoes, and accessories. Tonight I was to be your pretty baby. You chose a corset in pink with matching white stockings. The shoes were white mules and you quietly debated whether I was to hold something. You found a pink crop with a heart on the end of it. From the closet you lead me to a chair that sat at the end of the closet. You slowly undressed me out of my daily clothes and began to dress me gently. the stockings were placed on first. Then you began to lace on my corset. Inch by inch you cinched me in. Then you carefully pulled my hair up and clipped in place. You chose no panties this time but did make sure to place the crop in my hand. You then lead me into the living room where you sat me in a chair. You told me to sit and look pretty and you proceeded to watch tv and play video games. I sat obediently for hours. You then looked over at me to see my sad eyes and asked if your pretty little baby needed some attention. I slowly shook my head yes and that is when you called me over. You bent me over your knee and took the crop from my hand. You then took the crop to my bare ass over and over again as I began to whimper with pain and pleasure. The begging began as I craved to have you in me, to feel the hardness of your cock. You graciously let me taste your greatness, pumping in and out of my mouth. Your voice telling me over and over how pretty and good your slave was. As a reward you bent me over the chair I had sat in for hours and plunged deep and hard into my wet pussy. Grabbing ahold of my corset you pulled my ass into you as you fucked me over and over again. Asking me what you would do for your Master, I replied that I wanted to swallow your cum. You then placed me on my knees in front of you and poured all of yourself into my willing mouth. You then placed me back on the chair, awaiting your next whim.
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Real Life PC Tech gets laid
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Posted:Oct 9, 2006 6:04 pm
Last Updated:Oct 10, 2006 3:50 pm
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This was some years ago but it doesn't mean that it isn't still hot as fuck.
I am retelling this story because it relates directly to my last post about getting some for my geekdom services.
I was still in college at the time and one of the other students, a mature lady with a handful of , had requested that I stop by her house to help her fix her computer. I am a rather gulliable person so I didn't see it coming.
I arrived at her house and made it to the front door after avoiding a rather crazy looking german shephard but alas I did make it up to the door.
The lady opened the door and instantly previewed the special payment I was going to get. She was standing in the threshold in a gossamer gown that hung down to her ankles and there was absolutely nothing underneath.
I wasn't going to be easily distracted from my mission to repair her PC so I had her show me back to her computer which was conviently located in her bedroom. You might think that I was an idiot for not taking the obvious throwing of the pussy but I knew that this lady was a needy and not to stable single mother with an estranged husband so I could resist.
I sat down at the computer and started working away as she perched herself on the corner of the bed. The black curls of her exposed pussy were within arms reach and it took all my innate superpowers to keep my fingers out of her bush.
This lasted all of Two and a Half Minutes.
I had just started defragging her hard drive when she crawled over. Her hands were on the desk and her knees still on the bed. Her hungry lips were nibbling at my hidden cock through the fabric of my shorts and she was blowing hot hair through to encourage things.She freed one of her hands from the desk and unzipped my shorts. Before I knew it she had fished my hard cock from out of my underwear.
I still wasn't sold as two of her were noisily rough housing in the living room but god damn her mouth felt great as she swallowed me. I tried to be a good geek and stare obediently at the monitor but her full head of midnight black hair bobbing up and down in my lap was distracting me. She started groaning and moaning, I realized her free hand was now playing with her own pussy.
I rediscovered my strength and better judgement, I pushed her away. Of course, I didn't put my hard cock away but I did go back to working on the computer. The lady wasn't going to give up so easily and started to beg me to fuck her as she violently fingered herself in the middle of the bed.
This is the point where I should have got up, zipped up, and stormed off. But, I do love begging, crazy, and naked women. She had turned on all fours and was watching me over her shoulder as I fingered fucked herself with four glistening fingers.
I stood up and took one step to the door but my shorts felt down to my ankles and I guess fate had decided the course. Before she could say anything I climbed up onto the bed, lifted the bottom of her gown, and draped it over her ass. There was no ceremony, there was no foreplay, I slammed my big cock all the way to the hilt in her sloppy primed pussy.
I fucked her hard. I fucked her really hard. She was screaming. I didn't care about the in the other room. My sole focus was how I was going to kill this pussy with my cock. She came loudly, pounding the bed as if it were a wrestling ring.
I yanked my cock out of her pussy, pulled up my shorts, and walked right out of her house. I could hear her yelling for me to come back and fuck her even harder.
This was my encounter with sexual payment for computer help.
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PC Maintenance for Sexual Favors
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Posted:Oct 5, 2006 7:39 pm
Last Updated:Oct 31, 2006 3:43 pm
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I read today on Digg about dudes posting ads about doing PC work for sexual favors.
This is a racket that I am talking about, absolutely brilliant.
My favorite quote from the article was "I charge one orgasm per two hours of work."
I may have fallen victim to this before but I am not quite sure.
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Fire House
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Posted:Oct 2, 2006 9:03 pm
Last Updated:Oct 5, 2006 7:20 pm
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So this baby was suppose to be the first fantasy to post but what can I say, I went the selfish route with my parking garage fantasy first.
We drove past the fire house downtown Baton Rouge and my Diva let out a growl. Eight firemen in dark blue t-shirts were either sitting or standing outside with the clear purpose of watching all the scantily clothed parading to the Staind concert at the River Center.
The one growl brought out this fantasy.
Being a misery old man, I parked our truck in a free parking lot adjacent to the firehouse in an attempt to avoid some stupid surcharge to park closer to the arena. I jumped out and held the door from my princess, my eye was on the droves of people already bustling down the sidewalk. I didn't want to get stuck with shitty seats.
Sissy flowed out of the truck, damn she looked good. She truly looked the part and like always made me look better.
She was dressed in this camouflage halter with this cascading neckline that allowed her ample cleavage to spill worth. The bottom of this marvelous outfit was a short black skirt and like always the panties were left at home.
We made it around the center of the firehouse and Sissy instantly was struck with this need to use the restroom. I would have told her to hold it three blocks but she insisted on asking one of the sightseeing city employees if she could use the restroom. The men were kind enough and I caught a few taking long looks at my woman's equally long legs and sizable breasts. I do enjoy when other men and frequently women admire my wife, it is flattering and gives me hope that other people have good taste like me. Ok before this comes off as a post to kiss my wife's ass, I will admit I get off on people checking her out. So I am a pervert and not a kiss ass. I degress.
One guy was nice enough to my wife off to the ladies' room while I stood out on the pavement shooting the shit with the other guys. I am ex-military so there is always something to talk about with men and women of Testosterone based occupation plus there truly were some fine ass ladies strolling past.
Time was crawling past and the concert was getting closer so I asked one of the remaining guys to show me back to the restroom to collect up my wife who obviously had lost track of time.
My and I made it to the restrooms but alas no Wife. I reasoned that she might have asked for a swallow water so we made our way to the kitchen. My watch was burning into my skin as the concert quickly approached.
It turns out it wasn't a swallow of water my wife was after. Sissy was stretched over a stainless steel industrial size kitchen island, her skirt up over her hips, and a husky clean shaven man pounding away at her pussy. She was growling and encouraging him to fuck her faster and harder. Despite its gargantuan size and heavy consctruction the table was sneaking around on the tile floor. Her halter was pulled down and her bare breasts were also squeaking across the sterile surface with each thrust.
There was another man in the room but he was out of the action, sitting dumbfounded on a chair a few feet away. When I circled around the island, I saw what had robbed him of speech and energy. My wife's face and large pale breasts slowly dripped of the stunned man's cum. The man had been my wife's to the restroom and clearly had been paid with a blow job.
The husky penetrator screamed out, drawing the attention of everyone in the kitchen. He shook violently and sprayed his contribution all over Sissy's black skirt. I wondered absently whether or not that was going to show up under the black lights at the concert.
The man who had kindly brought me back to look for said cum slut gave me one look and asked politely, "Do you mind?"
I smiled a huge smile, grabbed a chair, and told him to have at it. Sissy wiggled off the island just as the newest addition approached. She dropped straight to her knees and accepted his cock right down her throat. From my angle, I could see her hands wrapped around his ass and pull him closer. He was mumbling thanks to every diety he could think of as Sissy added slurping noises to prayers. This blow job went on for some time, the man slowly peeling off his clothes as he got closer and closer to orgasm. I thought this odd but just took in the performance. But Sissy wasn't going to let her current victim off so easily.
He pushed him back back back until he plopped down in a chair. He seemed in shock that she hadn't let him cum. He was almost whimpering, I shook my head. She really didn't like weak, begging men.
She straddled him so that she was staring right at me. His cock easily found her wet pussy and she was riding him hard before he had a chance to recover. Her eyes locked him mine and she went faster, crashing her ass down onto him. I heard him begging for her to slow down but she fucked him harder and harder, he was going to cum but she was fucking me in her mind.
At the last second she pulled away, leaving him quivering and convulsing on the plastic chair. His glistening proud cock pointing toward the ceiling and spewing jets of pearly cum into thin air.
The door burst open to the kitchen and in charged the five men left out on the stoop, the finished man from the start had went out to warn his buddies.
Sissy pulled her halter over her head and threw it to the side as she stalked right over to the newcomers.
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2nd First
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Posted:Sep 27, 2006 9:21 pm
Last Updated:Sep 30, 2006 1:57 pm
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I know I promised to elaborate on my Sunday night ideas on Monday but fantasies aren't something that you want to force. With that same idea in mind I will start with second little fantasy first as I believe the Diva will have her own little dirty scribble add tomorrow.
So...
Hand in hand like young lovers instead of Middle-aged lovers, we skipped across the street from the River Center into the parking garage. Our collective ears were still throbbing from the concert so it was understandable that we nearly stumbled over the drunk couple without even registering that they were collapsed in the stairwell.
We chuckled off the near accident and almost walked away from the two but I evaluated the situation quickly. The husband was clearly the worse of the two and had melted to the cement stairs with no desire to unearth his ass. The wife, a plump cross between Alex Bornstein and Jeneane Garafalo had a look of despair and seemed to have more than she could handle on her hands.
I gave my wife one look and instantly offered my services to the wife. I am far from a muscle bound Adonis but it seemed my 6' 5" frame was better suited for carting this comatose drunkard off.
My strawberry red walked side by side with the big bottom lady as I attempted to walk/drag her husband along. I was definitely getting a contact high but I didn't mind as I was focusing on his wife's ass the whole walk to their car.
With the short but husky man deposited in the passenger seat, I turned to head off to our own vehicle my good deed done for the day and promising good karma for at least 24 hours. I made it five long steps before I realized the ladies were still beside the vehicle deep in discussion.
I could tell Red had something in the works and all the coy side glances from the brunette so I decided to indulge her and return to the car.
My wife explained to me that the lady whose name was Barbara wanted to return the favor. I smiled and told Barbara who was already sitting in the driver's seat that that was clearly not necessary. She wouldn't not take that as an answer but..
there was something that she would take instead. She grabbed me by the hips and pulled me closer, her head was already at cock level. Down went my zipper and her small hand fished my cock out of her jeans before I could formulate a weak response.
Her lips wrapped around me as her tongue assaulted the head of my cock. I was instantaneously aroused and she was genuinely happy with her skill and increased her pace. Her head bobbed quickly up and down on my cock, spreading her warm saliva down the length of my shaft. Devilish Red for her part in this play stood next to me, leaning against the slightly rocking car, and quizzing me on how it felt to have a stranger giving me a blow job in a parking garage. I told her this wasn't a stranger but our newly acquired friend Barbara and that it was fucking awesome.
This is the exact point that her nails ran across the underside of my swaying nuts and I almost dropped the complete connects of my balls into the back of her throat. I did thrust forward involuntarily and made her gag but I prevented my own sweet release and like a true trooper she continued her sucking and wonderful stroking.
I guess Barbara was getting rather excited herself, I couldn't tell if it was the fact she was madly rubbing her pussy through her white slacks or the fact she was choking down another man on inches away from her passed out husband.
A rent a cop in a golf cart rolled passed no more than ten feet a way and gave us a curious look but I believe he was none for the wiser. I tensed up at the sight of the authorities and Barbara took this as a cue that I was cumming and she doubled her efforts.
My mind was swimming, my body was going into blissful seizures, and alas I did explode deep into the back of her throat. I stifled a scream of ecstasy barely and collapsed back against a car beside Barbara's.
I am not quite sure what my wife and Barbara talked about for five more minutes as I was staring off into space my life force drained from me through the head of my penis.
So...
The moral of this story is that it pays sometimes to be a good samaritan.
One Half of the R and R show.
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Staind Concert
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Posted:Sep 25, 2006 10:03 am
Last Updated:Sep 30, 2006 1:19 pm
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The Staind concert was awesome last night.
There was a shit load of eye candy in short skirts, one hell of a great band, and the best company in the world. I wish she would have worn a short skirt herself because it was dark and loud enough to fuck at several times during the performance. But we kinda lost track of time watching football and attending to the various household chores that seem to take up most of our free time on the weekends.
I did stumble upon some fuel for two different fantasies.
1) The first occurred when we drove up the parking garage. We passed a fire hall with all the fireman standing outside gawking at the pretty young things filing toward the river center. Sissy said with a smile, that she had never done it in a fire hall and additionally never with a crew of fire fighters.
2) The second was all in my head as I noticed this very drunk couple our age fumble around the arena. It was the blind leading the blind. The female part of the equation was short with short legs and a pear shape. Big ass and short bobbed brown hair that I historically am fond for.
Anyways, I will fill both of these little fantasies with details tonight and tomorrow.
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Work Out Room
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Posted:Sep 23, 2006 2:05 pm
Last Updated:Sep 23, 2006 2:12 pm
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Thursday after work I found myself in the gym listening to my iPod and attempting to sweat off a year or so of sedentary life. I have been going to the work out room twice a week for almost a month and a half. I really have seen any noticeable change with my waistband as I have continued to sabotage this routine with a really shitty diet of fast food and carb heavy meals.
What I have noticed in this period of a month and a half is that I can fucked longer, faster, and harder. I am almost back to my game performance that had seemed to slack off a little after getting this desk job. I am nearly back to my Porn Star status in the bedroom but that is a self appointed title.
Anyways back to Thursday.
I was twenty minutes into a thirty minute work out on the elliptical trainer... this is my new lover. She gets me all sweaty and panting like a puppy but I digress.
Anyways. A coworker of mine walked in to the gym in her uber tight grey shortie shorts. This was no mild mannered coworker but a lady I had a string of sexual encounters with almost three years ago before I was hired on at my present job. I am guessing that she has fond memories of me denting her cervix as she has said some wildly inappropriate things to other ladies at my work after a few loosing mixed drinks. You have to love work socials.
There I was on this magnificent machine and this lady was starting her work out. I was jamming to my iPod and this allowed me to avoid conversation. I could almost smell the pheromones in the air and could instantly detect that she was horny as hell.
Since my short lived relationship with this woman, I have gotten engaged, realized fucking folks where you live is not a smart business practice, and also watched as she has wrapped herself in a completely absurd office love triangle that smells of estrogen and gun oil. But I will digress yet again by saying I don't want any of what she was offering.
Her work out was just for my eyes, four to five blatantly sexual routines on the Body Sculpting that Chuck Norris and Christie Brinkley sell on TV. She capped this ballet of subversive lewdness with a pilate-ish stretch across a monstrous green exercise ball with the cheeks of her ass poking out for my benefit.
No need to hang on to my words in hopes of a breakdown of my defenses because I was able to fend her silent advances off but what I did get out of the flattering encounter of lover past was a new appreciation for the equipment in the gym.
I started to drift off to a special place imaging fucking Sissy on all the different benches and all over the therapeutic exercise balls.
I just might have to sneak her in to the gym here soon.
Have a Nice Weekend.
The R and R Show.
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Lazy Day
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Posted:Sep 18, 2006 7:06 pm
Last Updated:Sep 18, 2006 7:08 pm
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Stretched out between two tall oak trees, my Master was fast asleep in a hammock in the backyard. I had just finished my daily chore list that he left me. I was hot and sweaty and truly missed his attention. After I took a quick skinny dip in the pool, I left my towel and clothes behind so that I could snuggle in the oversized hammock with Master. As I snuggled in beside him he woke up with a sly grin. He slipped his arm from around me so that he could slide his hand down between my legs. It wasn't long before he was fingering me, kissing my neck, and wrapping his other hand around my breast. He pinched and flicked my nipple; the pain was wonderful. He then surprised me as he rolled out of the hammock and came around to face me. He told me to sit up and sit on the side of the hammock with my legs hanging over. He then took my hands and put them between the holes of the hammock and then fed them through a second hole so my hands could not come free. He then took my feet and one by one fed them through a hole in the bottom of the hammock. I was totally cocooned within the hammock with no where to go. It was at this time that he began fingering me again until he had me begging for him to fuck him. I was crying out when he came around the back side of the hammock and tilted me over to insert his cock in my mouth. He fucked my mouth over and over, gagging me as he did. Then when he was nice and lubed he came back around to the front of the hammock to fuck me. I was told to look at him and not to take my eyes off of him. He rammed into me with such force using the momentum of the hammock swinging back and forth to fuck me hard and fast. He wasted no time with being gentle and slow. It was time for the finish and and he wanted to cum all over my naked body. I sat encased, swinging helplessly as he spewed cum all over me. When he was finished he carefully unwrapped me and placed me in the cool of the pool where I was cleaned off. How lucky can this little slave be?
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A Fantasy
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Posted:Sep 14, 2006 5:22 pm
Last Updated:Sep 30, 2006 1:58 pm
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As we have made many road trips over the past few years a fantasy has emerged while we are the road. I watch the many truckers park their trucks in the rest areas. The trucks are lined up one by one. As our Xterra cruises down the interstate I drift off and my fantasy begins to take shape...
My Master pulls into a rest area where there are 18 wheelers lined up for what seems like miles. He tells me to get out of the truck as he takes me by the hand and knocks on the door of the nearest truck. He asked the man inside if he would like a blow job from his little slave. For a small amount of money the man eagerly agrees. I am to do as I am told and perform the service for My Master. He stands there for a few minutes watching me earn his money. He then walks over to the other side of the truck and opens the passenger door. As the door is wide open I can see him knock on the next door. The man inside sees me blowing the man in the truck and he is offered the same if not more depending on what he wants to pay. For a hundred he can fuck me and pays up just as I finish up with trucker number one. As I wash my face off, my Master comes for me, takes my panties off, takes my hand to help me inside the truck, and props me up facing the windshield of the truck. The trucker is given the proper protection, and begins his service. As I am being fucked by trucker number two, my Master goes to the third truck and begins to negotiate for yet more services. My fantasy continues on like this for many trucks....and since the road trip is quite long, we make sure to hit as many rest areas as possible. I have become a traveling slave doing the bidding of my Master and making plenty of gas and hotel money along the way....not a bad way to fund a trip.
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Pirates
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Posted:Sep 13, 2006 2:59 pm
Last Updated:Sep 14, 2006 4:45 pm
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Went to Blockbuster Monday and rented a few movies for our SickDay home. One of the movies that we rented was simply called Pirates.
Pirates turns out to be a porn knock off of Pirates of the Caribbean. This was the soft porn version but interesting enough.
There was a cool part at the start of the movie where the captain of a pirate hunting vessel had a first mate that kept the crew motivated.
Last night when Sissy was bouncing up and down in my lap at the wee hours of the night, I asked her if she would be my first mate.
She looked down at me, her huge breasts swinging back and forth as small droplets of her sweats splashed down off her rock hard nipples. She said, "I have no problem taking three or four cocks at a time, several times a day to maintain peace on your boat as long as they aren't as big as yours!" Then she sat straight up and soaked my thighs with a shivering orgasm.
Two things to get out of that. First, she is all about stoking my ego even when fucking the shit out of me. Secondly, my Diva is a dirty, fucking slut that will do anything to keep her man happy. (I don't think it hurts that she is fond of gangbangs and her-centered orgies).
I am a lucky captain.
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Slave Auction
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Posted:Sep 12, 2006 7:03 pm
Last Updated:Sep 12, 2006 7:59 pm
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I had an odd dream last night. My diva and I wisped off into an alternate universe where I was a slave trader. Along for the ride came her seven closest friends.
I would pamper them with servants and these huge ass green grapes.
Then.
I would pull one aside at a time. I would have my burly Amazon body guards unceremoniously strip them down to their skin. I would brand my initials into their right ass cheek. Then off to the block with them.
I would have them bathed, shaved, and perfumed first. I experienced the same sexual rush from haggling with possible buyer that I would encounter orgasming after a three hour long sex episode in the back of a Jeep Cherokee in a Besy Buy parking lot.
Dream Book that one.
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An Empty Nest
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Posted:Sep 10, 2006 9:21 am
Last Updated:Sep 30, 2006 1:21 pm
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So an empty nest for just thirty minutes is enough to release the inner demons. That is right, this is the first time since the tail end of July that we have had our shitty little two bedroom apartment all to ourselves.
Sissy ran to the door, locked it, threw down her shorts like they were on fire, and bent over the arm of the couch. I took one last look out of the window blinds, dropped my own shorts ablaze with imaginery flames, lubricated my destination, and bam it was on.
We fucked doggie like this until like two circus freaks we were twisted into weird pretzel forms. I had one foot up by her face that was buried in the cushions and her left hand was behind me pressing against the wall. She had an orgasm but of course one is not enough.
We moved to the glass dining room table. She leaned over one more time and begged Daddy to come over and fuck her. This was great until the glass top started to come off the table, she quickly switched to a nearby stair and the angle was enough to unleash my inner animal.
I fucked the living hell out of her and came hard and loudly.
Anyways,
nice fucking to all
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Home Cumming
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Posted:Aug 27, 2006 2:56 pm
Last Updated:May 17, 2024 7:4 am
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I traveled out of state for the first time in many months and I was as sorely missed at home as I missed home.
I landed in the BTR 0-dark-30 Friday night and barely had a chance to do more than steal a welcoming kiss before crashing for the night.
The silver lining in this matter is that we planned a nice afternoon with some friends at a local pool hall.
I wasn't going to let the Diva off too easy and careful pieced together an outfit that I knew I would get much pleasure out of.
A low cut blouse that revealed the girls each time she bent over and a short skirt with no panties. She was gorgeous and a welcome sight at the pool hall.
Not to stretch this blog out too much, I will cut to the most important part of the afternoon which grew into late evening.
Our table was close to the restrooms and lucky for us the joint only had three females in it at the time we were playing. I had made a few comments about the bathroom being so close and of course my woman acted on it.
This was my first trip to the ladies' powder room and I have to say I was just a tad nervous but my anxiety was quickly sucked away.
We picked the largest stall, a handicap equipped stall with my NOW favorite invention, hand rails! After a engine starting kiss, she dropped to her bare knees on the tile floor and sucked my cock deep into her mouth. Although the situation had me hard quicker then usual, she still had a moment swish my semi hard penis around in her mouth a few times.
Bathroom encounters are suppose to be reserved for quickies so it was an instantaneous transition to her bent over with her skirt hiked up around her hips. I fucked her hard doggie style, her head and shoulders pounding against the wall as I held on to hand rails on either side of her shoulders.
I was too excited to cum but she had a wonderful orgasm that splashed down her legs and coated my nuts.
I can mark that location off my list and can't wait for the next adventure.
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