Guys don’t know how nasty I can really get. I try to dress classy just so when the clothes come off it’s just that much more exciting. What I want more than to be classy is to be fucking nasty when a man wants me to. This pussy needs a good hard fuck and sweet soft attention. I can kiss gently and deep throat a fat raging hard on. Fuck me hard big daddy and I can show just how classy I can be when you want. I’ve always noticed I’m much hornier than other girls and that takes a lot out of me, shoving so much in me. I want this pussy to stretch right over on top of that throbbing cock of yours. Fuck me as hard as you can and slap this ass like it needs to learn a lesson. I just want you to make my pussy tremble going in and out as hard as you can and feel your cum fill up inside of my as you explode in pleasure.
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Spring is in the Air and this Sexy MILF Is Horny
I love Spring. It is my favorite season for many reasons. I think as a sex ed teacher, I have always associated spring with mating. Goes back to those silly archaic sex education videos they showed me when I was young about flowers and bees and pollination. Sex education courses have advanced since my school days, thankfully. I am not afraid to teach students about fucking, breeding, copulation, fornication….but the days of talking about pollination are long gone. I don’t sugar coat my health classes, and I don’t bury my head in the sand and ignore the fact that abstinence is not realistic with young horny students in their sexual awaking.
Every now and then, I get a disgruntled parent who doesn’t approve of my direct and honest conversation about sex with their student. Yesterday, once such parent came to see me. Pretty handsome for a conservative guy. He feels sex education is best handled in the home. Even went as far as to say sex is something that should only happen between married couples when they are trying to conceive a little one. Is it 1950 I asked him? This parent needed a wakeup call. I seriously doubted his son was a virgin. In fact I knew he was not. I have caught him fooling around in the gym on more than one occasion with a fellow student.
I stripped naked in front of him to test his beliefs. A married man with such strong convictions about sex and marriage would not be tempted by my body. He blushed, tried to tell me to get dressed as I was debasing myself, but his cock was bursting out of his pants. “You can’t keep it in your pants and you are an adult and married. How do you expect Tyler to show restraint when young hot women, maybe even a few MILFs like me, are throwing themselves at him?” I suggested he go back in time and remember when his cock had a mind of its own. Then I slid between his legs, yanked his pants off and gave him a much needed blowjob. Poor guy. Pretty sure his wife has not touched his dick since before she had Tyler. She is likely the reason for his old school views. My mouth was slobbering all over his rock hard, neglected cock. My hands twisting as my mouth worked up and down his shaft. Even used my tits to jack him off.
Spring was in the air, because I could show no restraint. He talked a mean game, but he was not resisting me in the slightest. I straddled his cock, teased my pussy with the swollen head for a bit, before I lowered myself completely down his rod. Thick, long cock. Certainly took the winter chill out of my puss. Didn’t take long for his stamen to pollinate my tulip lol. May have been the largest load of cum my pussy has seen from one man this century. “See, you can’t resist a sexy woman; Tyler won’t be able to practice abstinence, so better he is informed with the facts of life.” As I was cleaning the jizz off his cock with my tongue, he asked if I did any private tutoring. I giggled, smiled, and said, “for you, school is always in session.” If his wife isn’t going to take care of him properly, I have no qualms about being his mistress. A throbbing hard cock is too beautiful of a thing to waste. Ladies take care of your husbands. Women like me are everywhere!
Sexy Women Masturbating in Public
It was cold this winter, and we got plenty of snow and ice. Recently, it’s been getting warmer, which has been nice. And we’ve also had a lot of days going back and forth between freezing cold and blustery one day, then warming the next! I had a lot of fun on one springy day this past Saturday.
Thursday and Friday, we got hit with a ton of snow. Friday during the day, some of Thursday night’s snow began melting a little bit and forming ice, which then froze again on Friday night. Then Saturday came, with slightly warmer weather, but with all of the snow melting and all of the melt running off of the rooftops turning into icicles over the course of the cool but windless day. Still, it felt warm outside, so I was out there, enjoying the day on my porch.
I was in a skirt, enjoying the breeze, and I began watching the icicles as they were dripping and forming and dripping some more. I looked at how long they were, how wet, and how… rod-like. How straight. How phallic. I wondered how one would feel between my pussy lips. The more I wondered, the more I wanted to know, and the hotter and wetter I got.
First, I just started by shifting about and rubbing myself as I sat on the porch, through the skirt, but that was unsatisfying. Before long, I’d reached my hand up under my skirt and had pushed my little thong aside, probing my fingers into my hot pussy, aching to feel the touch of something. But it wasn’t my fingers I wanted. It was the feel of that hard, cold shaft of ice that was dripping before my eyes.
Finally, I couldn’t take it any longer, and I got up, grasped the thickest icicle I saw hanging from my porch roof, and reclined back down into my chair. I hiked up my skirt and slipped that rigid, rippled, slippery rod into my aching wet opening. The first kiss of ice against the heat of my flesh sent a tremendous shiver throughout me, but soon, all I was doing was shoving it in further and further.
The icicle was melting as I was fucking myself with it, but it didn’t matter – I was hot and horny and furious with the fucking, and I pounded that piece of ice into my pussy. I came, gushing out ice water and pussy juice all over my skirt and my chair and my porch floor, where I knew it would just end up freezing in the cold weather. The icicle was nothing more than a nub, and I just left it inside me to melt completely. Definitely, a fun way to pass a mid-morning on a cool spring day.
Spring Fever with Farah
I have a serious case of spring fever. I hate being bundled up under layers of unsexy clothes when I have a smoking hot body for a woman in her 40s. Yes, I am a school teacher, and the powers that be frown upon sexy clothes at work. But guess what? It’s spring break so I can wear whatever I want to this week. I put on a very short micro black mini skirt to show off my sexy lean long legs. I donned a white tube top to show off my large boobs, flat tummy and sun kissed skin. I took a stroll through my neighborhood.
Always boosts my confidence when men of all ages ogle me and cat call. I’m a bit of an exhibitionist actually. I love to be watched; I love to flaunt. Plus seeing that I am a teacher, getting caught is risky to my career which makes me enjoy it more. So on my stroll today, I flashed my perky boobs to lots of men. Bus drivers, truck drivers, joggers, construction workers, dog walkers….all got a taste of what spring fever does to me. If they could feel the wet spot in my panties, they could feel what it does to me too.
The construction guys were very responsive to me flashing them my boobs. They begged to see more. So I lifted up my skirt to flash some ass, but one of them yelled “Why you wearing panties?” Good point. I pulled them to the side, spread my pussy lips, even slid a finger inside my pussy. I fingered myself in front of 6 construction guys who were showing signs of wood in their pants. My pussy juice was coating my fingers. One of the guys walked right up to me, slid his fingers inside me while he sucked my cum drenched fingers. I grabbed his crotch. Massive wood in his pants.
I wanted to fuck him right there, but I knew that was even riskier than what I was doing. He took me around to the back of the building. I fucked him like a dirty whore up against a concrete wall. He filled me up with so much cum. I wiped my pussy with my panties and gave them to him as a souvenir. I then walked back home with cum dripping down my leg. Yes, I got spring fever, which means no dick is safe around me.
My Yearly Dose o’ the Irish
You don’t really need an excuse to go out drinking on St. Paddy’s Day. After all, as they say in that fantastic movie The Boondock Saints, “It’s St. Paddy’s Day! Everyone’s Irish tonight!” Well, I’m not really Irish, but I wanted to make sure that before I went out drinking, I had a little Irish in me.
So I invited a couple of the neighborhood boys, good Irish lads, over for some pre-Paddy’s drinks.
Oh, sure, we had some good Irish whiskey to start things off, but soon I was wanting to taste something else. I told them that I feared the “Irish Inch”, and that I wanted to make sure they had something nice and big for me to feast upon. Both of them proudly whipped out their cocks, and there was nothing for it but I had to measure them, both in girth and length, using only my mouth as the gauge. I swallowed first one, then the other, seeing which one was longer, and which one was stouter. It was a close call, but after much sampling, much measuring, and much tasting, I declared that Ryan was a little bit longer, and Sean was a little bit thicker.
At that point, I told them how I needed to make sure that I had to have some Irish in me so that I could go out drinking tomorrow night. Since Sean was thicker, I asked that he be the first one to plow into me from behind so I could work on deeply sucking Ryan’s longer cock. The boys seemed to enjoy that for a while, and I certainly did, but eventually I had them change positions.
After switching it up a bit, we settled so that I had Ryan fucking my ass and Sean pounding my pussy. I came so hard that I squirted all over everything, soaking them and the sofa we were on. Eventually, they pulled out and came all over my mouth and tits. So I got my dose of Irish for the year from my two big Leprechauns, and I’m all set to go drinking tomorrow!


























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