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I try to hard to stick to the three date rule – any rule, really, is hard for me to follow when it comes to sex. We’d been out twice and I told myself to wait a few days but I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Wondering what that cock looked like under his Carhartts. Wondering how it would fit into my sweet little pussy. I couldn’t stop thinking about him naked! So when he
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Fine Art Fingering – I worked a lot of gigs to pay for college, and being an art model was one of the best. All eyes on my long, lithe, naked body. All hands furiously drawing everything they can see. One afternoon, when most of the class was absent for a game, they got to see a little bit more…
I was perched on the desk, stark-naked and posing like I do every week. The professor usually calls out a time, and I switch poses, holding still until the next move. This week I was feeling frisky and when he called “time!” I
It is that time of year again. When the winter hibernation comes to a halt, and some serious deep spring cleaning begins. I decide to put on this super skimpy, slutty little maid outfit to look extra delicious for my girlfriend. Like always I have my earbuds in jamming out to music, cleaning the room and to my surprise I felt a nice hard smack on my ass. I jumped around thinking it was my girlfriend. It wasn’t her, instead it was her step-brother.
“What the hell do you think your doing?” I asked very upset that it was him. Some how he knew I was picking up the place and came over to see if I needed help. Which I did so I let him stay. I could feel his eyes burning into me as I kept focused and going through our room. He’s always made me nervous, never would I admit to my girl that I think her step-brother is a sexy beast.
While I was struggling trying to move this heavy dresser he finally moved it very swiftly and I fell on the floor. Landing right on my but with my legs spread open. Of course I wasn’t wearing any underwear.
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On my couch, he sat beside me. His lips traced up and down my neck as his fingers found their way into my panties. I spread my thighs wider to grant him access and closed my eyes. Being fingered is one of my favorite sexual activities, and he knew it. “No one’s ever made me squirt,” I confessed in a breathy whisper. I felt his chuckle against my skin before he whispered back.
“Princess, I have magic fingers.”
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Yes, little dicked losers are abundant, but what about those perfect men who just happen to be less endowed. I’m sure all of you just assume I’m a size queen because my appetite for sex is extraordinary, but that simply isn’t true. I find the value of a man rests inside his chest, not his pants.
That’s why recently, I’ve been spooning with the most delicious man. I suppose some could say that a smaller-sized penis is useless, but the fact of the matter is a smaller man is simply more creative when it comes to pleasing his woman. Take my recent lover, for example. This morning I laid in bed waiting for him to get off the night shift. I wasn’t expecting much action after his twelve-hour shift because I knew he’d be exhausted when he joined me between the sheets. However, he’s selfless, and when he spooned up behind me, his hands knew exactly what my body craved.
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Sometimes a girl just craves some stranger danger and fucking in a bathroom. This time I was wearing a black dress, cut very low in the back with just enough fabric to cover my ass – but just barely. It’s my go-to dress when I need to get fucked. My face is already enchantingly beautiful and when men can see all the way up my long, lean legs, right to where the perky curve of my ass starts, all the energy rushes to their dicks and I own them.
Office Orgasms due EOD! Why do I always get the hots for my BOSSES??? They’re always like, old enough to be my grandpa, lol. They aren’t even rich or anything fun like that…just boring old dudes in suits, sitting at those big, hard, wooden d…esks…maybe I just like the idea of being bossed around.
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He stood waiting in the middle of the room. Just the sight of him had my cock throbbing in my panties, but it wasn’t my own pleasure I was after. It was his. I crawled on my hands and knees to his feet, then nuzzled my cheek against his strong thigh. Looking up at him with doe eyes, I pleaded, “Please, Master. May I suck your cock?”
He shook his head and chuckled. “You’re so small; I’m not sure Master’s cock will fit in that little throat of yours.” So he told me as his fingers stroked up the length of my neck and then pinched at my cheeks. I wanted to argue with him and tell him I could take it. I’d take anything he’d give me.
I had babysat Tommy several times, and I loved watching him. So when Tommy’s mom called me and asked if I could babysit Tommy for the weekend. As Tommy’s dad surprised her with tickets to Paris for their 20th anniversary, I said I would love to watch Tommy. Not to worry, everything would be safe at home, and to have a good time, what time did she need him to be there? She asked if I could be there at 9 am to ensure she had time to review things. I said of course, not a problem. See you then
I arrived the following day, and Tommy’s mom had written out all emergency contacts and the Hotel’s number if I needed to reach them. She told me that when they arrived, she would call to check on things. She handed me an envelope with Tommy’s medical card and cash, saying the card was just in case and that the money was to order food and pay for any activities I would like to do with Tommy. Tommy’s dad came down and said sweetie; we need to get going. We dont want to miss the plane. They said goodbye and left. Continue reading “Tommy And The Babysitter”
So seeing as my spouse cares more about making money, I had convinced him it would be a good idea if Ryan rented out the pool house as we were not using it. My spouse agreed it would be a good idea as Ryan had just told my spouse he was looking for a place. My spouse had no clue why I wanted Ryan to live in the pool house. That the reason was that whenever my spouse was busy or at work, I could go and have some naughty sexy times with Ryan; I mean, in time, he may figure it out, but who knows, as I couldn’t remember the last time my spouse paid attention to my comings and goings or me for that matter. It had been at least a year, if not longer, since my spouse had spent quality time with me. Continue reading “Seducing Ryan Part 2”