I can see why my shaved wet pussy is always so desirable. Daddy’s friends come over and I love t tease them. One of his best friends, Mark, always gets drunk and stays the night. Usually Daddy is extra careful about leaving me alone around his friends, but he was in a rush this morning and left for work without even thinking. I did not even get to make him his morning cup of Joe. So that left me, sitting all alone with Mark, sipping coffee and looking super sexy as always. He grabbed a cup that I had sitting next to the pot and walked over to me. I flashed my beautiful blue eyes up at him. “So, Daddy left you all alone Miss Candy,” he questioned me. I snickered back with some sarcasm “Oh no, whatever are we supposed to do Mark?” I giggled at him sipping my coffee and then licking my tongue slowly around the rim. He knelt down between my legs and smirked at me, “Do I have to beg for it, you little tease.” I giggled and slowly nodded my head up and down biting the lower corner of my lip. He started to work my shorts down my leg, kissing my thighs as he moved them down. He groaned as he began to lick into my slit. I threw my head back and began to moan as he licked my pretty pussy.
I pulled myself towards the edge of my seat and he stood up. I brought his stiff hard rod out of his pants and began to kiss on the tip of it. I looked up at him teasing the pre cum from it as he groaned with anticipation. I rolled my tongue just around the head gripping the shaft firmly. Once he was good and ready I sucked his cock real good. He was so stiff and I could feel his veins pulsing in my mouth. In one swift move he grabbed my 114lb body and threw my legs over his shoulders. He kissed my pussy and then dropped me onto his cock. He fucked so well, this is why I loved the experience of older men. It was especially amazing since he was Daddy’s friend and I knew I had him nice and worked up with all of the teasing I had been doing. He continued to slam into me, our breath both hot and heavy. When he got ready to cum he flipped my over into my belly in the chair and then yanked his member till he came all over my perky ass. I giggled as he wiped some off and stirred my cold coffee with his fingers. Cum, the perfect addition to my morning pick-me-up!
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I Want to be Really Nasty…
Looking as innocent as I do is really hard sometimes. You might not believe it, but it’s true! Guys always treat me like I’m so fragile and delicate. That would be fine if it wasn’t like that all the time. Whenever I ask for anything rough or dirty a lot of them seem shocked. They assume that I only want those things to please them, which is true, but I enjoy that. Most of my pleasure comes from satisfying them, but I still have fantasies and desires of my own too!
The last guy I hooked up with wanted something special. Then, just as I was about to start he stopped because he felt guilty. Even though that upset me a lot I did my best to hide it until he was gone. That was one of the only times I was disappointed that I couldn’t cum. All he wanted to do was pound my throat after his cock had been in my ass, I can’t believe he would feel guilty about that. It’s not like I haven’t done that before and when I did I actually loved it!
Some men are even afraid to beat my little pussy up if they go too hard. It’s so frustrating! When I tell them I can handle it, they don’t believe me so I don’t bother most of the time. My favorite guys are the ones that do whatever they want to me without hesitating or even asking first. They know exactly what I like and they make me squirt every time. Why can’t every guy do that? What I need now is someone to get really nasty with. I’m getting horny just thinking about how they use me, I need it so bad. Just because I’m a good girl doesn’t mean that I don’t want to do bad things sometimes. Everyone does, don’t they?
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.
Getting What I Want
From time to time I have to meet with buyers from different retail establishments to procure garments for my Boutiques. Most times these meetings I look forward to, after all what woman doesn’t want to get their hands on the latest styles to wear before anyone else has them? This time I met with one of the most boring people in the world. Not only was he boring, he was an asshole. Nothing makes picking out inventory worse then having an asshole show you that inventory. PLUS, he didn’t know the difference between the designers. Why is this man even in fashion?!?
I had had it. I could not take spending one more minute with him. I told him thank you and that I would call my order in when one of the other buyers were available. As I was gathering my coat and purse I heard him say to one of the other workers, “She is such a bitch, we shouldn’t sell to her at all.” I put my things down and walked up to him. He said, “Yes? I thought you were leaving.” I told him, “Oh this bitch isn’t going anywhere except up a few floors to the CEO’s office.” With that I made my way to the 8th floor and waited to meet with the CEO.
When I went into the office I found the CEO to be most gracious. Not only did he call the asshole up to his office and confront him about what he had said, he explained to him that he would be sending an email to other retailers that he knew explaining what had happened, so Mr. Asshole would have a very hard time finding another job in this industry. After the asshole left the CEO asked me if there was anything else he could do for me.
I have to admit, I love when men wield their power over someone. Watching him dispose of the asshole made me extremely horny. I made small talk for a bit, but eventually we ended up on his couch fucking. Not only did I get a rude person fired, I had my carnal needs satisfied, and I was even given a discount on all merchandise that I wanted. What started out as a bad day turned into a very good one and I would like to thank Mr. Asshole for all he did for me that day.
Sex on the Beach
As a sophisticated hottie, I love fancy drinks. One of my favorites is that old orange classic, Sex on the Beach. And what do I love more than that drink? Actual sex, on an actual beach! I love the smell of the ocean air as we cruise down to the water late at night. The parking lot is deserted and I can’t get out of my clothes fast enough, stripping down to my sexy string bikini. We’ll get out of the car and run down the beach, sand between our toes making us laugh. We’ll rush out to the water, it’s so cold, even on this sizzling summer day. I grab your swim trunks and pull them down, not wasting any time. I get down on my knees and take the tip of your fuckstick in my mouth, swirling my tongue as I look up at you. I’ll lick the shaft and your balls as I take you all in, deep in my throat, gagging but I keep it in. You bend over and untie my top and I let you fuck my tits. You drag me back onto the sand and lay down, pulling me on top of you. I’ll untie my bottoms and line the slit of my tight dripping pussy up with your rock hard cock and slam my body down and grind it all around. You grab my hips and guide me where you want to go, controlling the speed, pace and depth. You like to go balls deep and fast and slow down to stop us right before we cum, we both love that tease and denial. We’ll look up and see a old man shamelessly stroking his dick, getting off on our youth and exhibitionism and of course this hot sex. I’ll cum first, tightening my lips around your dick and squirting my juices, making you fill me up with your hot spunk. We’ll lay there laughing and relaxing, feeling the salty ocean spray on our naked bodies. Mmmm, now I’ve got myself all hot and bothered. I need a Sex on the Beach. Would you like to join me?
Sexy Legs at SophisticatedHotties.com
Do like a pair of sexy legs wrapped around you as you fuck? I’ve been told I have hot legs. I love to flaunt them too. Wear short skirts, high heels and walk very seductively down any path. I caught the attention of a professor last week. He asked me into his office. But, he never made eye contact. He just stared at my legs. He was hypnotized by them. As I crossed and uncrossed them, his eyes followed. He was babbling about medieval history. Wanted to offer me a research gig, but I was not interested. I wanted money, but not to research archaic history.
I was blunt with him. “Professor Moore, would you like to caress my legs? You can’t seem to take your eyes off of them,” I said seductively. He leaped out of his chair, came around his desk, and fell to his knees to caress the object of his arousal. I explained to him that it’s a privilege to stroke my silky, bare legs. I gave him a look that he understood. He pulled out his wallet and tossed a few hundred dollar bills at me. Now he was speaking my language. First, he stroked my long legs like Eric Clapton stokes his guitar. Then he kissed every inch of my legs, starting from my feet, all the way up to my creamy thighs, stopping at my luscious pussy. I forced his face into my wet shaved pussy, wrapped my long legs around his back, and rode his face until I came.
Walked out of his office with shopping money and a smile on my face from a nice hard cum. Left my professor to take care of himself.