I’ve been wet all damn day. The type of wet where I’ve soaked my panties so much, they slip and side right between my pussy lips, and rub my poor little clit with every step I take. I’ve been walking all over the farm doing handiwork all day, and I swear I’ve a huge wet spot on my overalls. Do you even know how thick overall denim is? Yeah, baby. I’m that wet.
Why, you ask, is my cunt flowing like the Nile? We got some new fam hands, and I’ll be damned if they aren’t the sexiest little treats I ever did see. One is tall, with dark chest hair and a big, fit frame. I could snort lines off his pecs until I die, or choke on his cock until he cums down my throat. The next is slim, but muscular, and I know he fucks like a stallion. He’d bury his cock deep in my sweet Southern ass, and blow a fat load right up my hole. And then there’s my big, tall Black boy with dreads past his ass, and a tongue for days. I know he’d eat then fuck my cunny until I was squirting all over the place.
I don’t know how, but I need to get fucked, right now. I’m going to go into the barn where they’re baling hay, and give them a strip show up in the loft. Whoever gets there first can have me. Either way, I’m gonna get fucked real long and hard by these filthy country cocks.
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Creamy Cunt For Country Cocks
Naughty Teacher Phone Sex
I had been trying to flirt with my teacher, Mr. Diel for the longest time but, he wasn’t going for it. And I totally get it. A student-teacher relationship like the one I wanted to be was frowned upon, but I was not going to let that stop me! I wanted him and would stop at nothing to get him. Other then the fact that I needed a passing grade, he was so hot! All my other teachers were women but I would work on them later. So needless to say when midterms came out the first semester of the new school year she got 3 F’s and 2 D’s. Gym and home economics were the only classes she was passing. I was not going to fail this class, and be kicked off the dance team. I had to turn it up a notch and I knew just how to do it. These tits, this ass, and tight teen pussy were all it would take to get Mr. Diel to give me a passing grade.
Humiliated And Horny Whore
My cunt was dripping as I rode his throbbing cock. He thrust into me, keeping time with my hips. I had been at the train station, just trying to catch the subway into town. My skirt was short, my top tight, and my pumps a perfectly slutty eight inches.
I was minding my own business when I felt a hand slide across my ass. This wasn’t an accidental brushing as someone walked by; no, this was deliberate. I looked over my shoulder to see who could possibly want my attention so badly.
“How much for half an hour, sweetheart?” He purred into my ear.
I almost slapped him; I wasn’t a hooker! No, Anabelle, but you are a slut; I thought to myself.
“$300.” I said, kidding and ready to escape his wandering hands. Those hands slapped three Ben Franklin’s into my hand, grabbed me by the hair, dragged me over to the benches, and bent me over.
He flipped my skirt up, tore my satin thong off, and slammed his fat black cock deep inside my tight cunt. He fucked me, harder than I’ve ever been fucked. Then, he pulled out; leaving me gaping, before seating himself on the bench, and pulling me down over top of him. I rode him, wet as water, as a whore. My train rolled up to the station just as he spilled his seed deep inside my pussy.
Shoving me off of him, he threw me on the train. The other passengers stared; I was humiliated, and somehow, even more horny.