I had my ways but the most fun was when the sun set on Sunday and I could finally hang loose after he went back to work. He would lecture about my outfit that revealed my tits but all I wanted was for the guy to take me in the bathroom and fuck the shit out of these tits! I would disappear in the bathroom and have the guy follow me for a complete milk down! It was one of those things that was hot and described my actions as being sinful! OK sure I was fucking in church! Who gave a rat’s ass I was sure the minister would lick his lips every time a little hot little one would pass by. What do you think that was for? It sure as hell wasn’t hot in there the ac was running. I would come back to my seat and get back to the boring life that was there but I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why you couldn’t be this exciting so I wouldn’t have to sneak away during the sermon?
I couldn’t wait to get home and fuck and suck your boring little cock but I ached for the humiliation of being able to put the phone to my ear to the sound of his voice on the other end. This man had me going crazy with the words of pleasure that he was giving my body. The Bible is the most sinful pleasure on earth but the Kama Sutra that he talked about had to be second. Yeah yeah it’s sinful to think of the Bible as sinful but have you read the tales in there it kept me squirting for days thinking about some of it. Sorry to all you religious creatures out there but it is what it is when it comes to this. It is just a crying shame that more people didn’t see it the way I did! Pushing my bore out the door to his job, I waited for the phone to ring and for you to be on the other end thinking of the pleasure that would come with the words that you spoke now there is the tale you don’t hear in Sunday School!
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Greg cums home!
Today was a typical day. My sugar daddy had been away on business for a while so I spent the day laying by the pool.
I normally take my bikini off after the help goes home. I love the feel of the hot sun on my lubed up skin and the soft breeze tickling my nipples.
I was laying there by the pool when Greg had got home early…with presents!
He helped me up and stood behind me kissing the side of my neck and slide a beautiful strand of pearls around my neck, the cool beads felt so good rolling over my breasts.
I could tell he was enjoying the moment to as I felt his cock start to swell behind me.
I wanted to show him how thankful I was so I dropped to my knees and slowly unzipped his pants.
I could tell by the smile on his face that he knew what he was in for. I love sucking his cock!
I am pretty sure that is the only reason he lets me stay there.
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!
Mature Phone Sex Gone Wrong
Last month I had a hot romantic date with a much younger man for Valentine’s Day. He had a limo pick me up, took me to a very chichi restaurant. I was impressed. Most men his age think a pizza and a 6 pack is fine dining. I invited him back to my place to continue our date. I so wanted to fuck him. I lit some candles, slipped into something sexy, prepared for him to fuck me like an animal. We started off on the couch. His body was amazing. Ripped from head to toe, with a nice cock. I started stroking his massive member while he finger fucked my wet pussy.
I stood up to show him my hot body in its entirety, then bent over to devour his cock with my salivating mouth. As I twisted my hand up and down his cock, working my mouth and hand around his shaft firmly to milk some pre cum out the swollen tip, I felt my own juices running down my thighs. He pulled me onto the couch, to sit on his cock. As I lowered my cunt, I gushed juices over his balls. I was so wet and we hadn’t even really started yet. A few bounces on his cock and I was moaning like crazy.
We started fucking in every position possible on the couch. When we were side by side on the couch, I was so wet his cock slipped out my cunt and went right in my ass. He tried to apologize, but I love ass sex. I told him to keep fucking my hot ass. Eventually, he flipped me over, pounded me against the couch so hard I actually thought we would tip over the couch. I was feeling like a gymnast, so I sat on top of the couch, spread my legs wide and he stood up on the couch to fuck my ass. Kind of like fucking on one of those exercise balls, we were both a little unstable. But it felt so good. I felt so young and in shape being able to keep up with a 20 something stud.
Then I guess the combo of his thrusting so hard, and me being on the top of the couch, threw my balance off. I started to fall backwards off the couch. He tried to grab me, but leaned forward too far, tipping the couch over with us joined at my ass. I landed on my back, he landed on me, and the couch landed on us both. Nothing like a concussion, cracked ribs and lots of bruises to kill a mood. Despite the pain we were both in, we couldn’t help but laugh. I can’t believe I tried to keep up with him. I’m not as flexible or limber as I used to be. Apparently not as light either. I landed with a thud.
Up until the ER visit, it was one of the hottest nights of my life. But at least now, I have a funny sex story. Do you have a sex gone wrong story? I may have been embarrassed that I over shot my abilities, but once my ribs heal, I plan on fucking that boy again, just next time I’ll wear a helmet and knee pads.
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Anabelle’s Interlude and Design
A touch is a sensual notion that must be explored by a person that requires great attention to detail. Every breath of love is to be explored by the keen sense that without passion people would cease to function. As I lay here and feel the warmth of a gentle kiss against my lips and the warmth of your hands on my neck exploring the infraction of hairs that just stand still there. Begin to explore the bottom part of my tits as you explore deeper making sure to lather bath of caress against my navel. Deeper still my tits are erect now and you yearn to pull on them and tease them with your lips. But, I will not let you.
Further still you travel down the contour of my inner thigh and plant the seed of your exhibition into my inner folds of sugar juice. Oh the tantalizing feel of your tongue caresses my clit pulling me and taking me to a depth of inner soul retribution. I want to feel you inside me now the weight , the strength of your cock that pulls itself to reach me, to tug at my tight inner hole.
You press into me with a functionality of fucking me hard and long as you claim me! Bending me over you begin your pound in endeavor to plant your juice inside of me. But you want something more. Tugging me further you lift me in the air and place my feet on your knees as you pump inside of me. I can feel every ounce of your powerful cock hit my inner walls with a splash of in depth results. You are fucking me harder and want to stroke me better so you turn me up to you placing my feet behind your head to reach the warmth of the womanhood you had come to claim and make yours. Are you there? What are you waiting for?