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Concert at Jones Beach

Within the last week I took in a show at the theatre at Jones
Beach. The weather wasn’t great but I decided to go
anyway, even though my date for the evening bagged it because
of the forecast. I managed to get into the VIP area by palming
the security dude a twenty and enjoyed a few beverages with
the beautiful people. Summer time always brings out the
vixen in many woman, so there was no end of braless, mini
skirt clad, high heeled wearing celebrity wannabes. I
noticed this one couple in particular because the woman
was so damned tall. I’m 6-3 and she was nearly my height
in heels. She was attractive in a vampy and bad gurl sorta
way. She wasn’t overly busty and had very nice legs
and looked like she wore a size 10 shoe and looked like she
might have died her hair a strawberry blonde color. I also
noticed that her dude was drinking fairly heavily and she
seemed a bit zoned as well. I left the hospitality area to
head for my seat and didn’t give her a second thought.
About an hour into the show I headed for the mens room and
the tall girls date was in the loo yaking his brains out.
I laughed to myself and when I exited I noticed her unsteadily
leaning against the entrance to the ladies room. I hung
around for a few moments to watch what might unfold and sure
enough the tall girl took a spill moments later. Other girls
quickly came to her aid and a security person joined the
crowd and I headed back to my seat shaking my head, once again
dismissing any chance of ever seeing those 2 again. It began
to rain a bit and I had had enough of the show and decided to
head for my car. The crowd seemed to be following me because
a great number of people began to leave as well. I went by
the t-shirt consession to pick up a shirt for a nephew and
there was the tall strawberry blonde. She was buying a shirt
and her drunken boyfriend/date was nowhere in sight. I
made it a point to crowd near her as we made our way through
the exit gates and said hello as we made eye contact. I asked
how her date was and recounted seeing him sick and her falling
down and simply expressed my concern. She looked a little
puzzled and even wary for a moment and then said thanks for
asking. She said, “that asshole always does that
to me and I’ve had enough”. Security had to take
him out because he was so drunk. I asked her why she hadn’t
gone with him and she said that he had taken a swing at her,
so she stayed behind. Plus he couldn’t leave because
she had the keys. We walked past the restrooms and she said
she had to go in to get cleaned up. I noticed then that she
had what looked like blood and dirt on her shirt. I said goodbye
and she asked me to wait. I was puzzled and she asked if I would
wait for her to walk her back to her car. I said why the hell
not and bummed a smoke while she disappeared into the ladies
room. When she came out she was wearing the concert tee and
her hair was failry wet as it seemed she might have stuck
her head under the faucet. She had in actuality taken a quick
shower and I then noted that the fresh tee shirt was now failry
damp from her wet body. The tee shirt clung to her and her
nipples pierced through the tight cotton. She caught me
looking and I aplogized and we both laughed. I offered my
wind breaker which she accepted and she stripped away the
wet tee shirt from inside the jacket and I then noticed as
she bundled it up in her old shirt that her panties were in
that ball of laundry as well. I was now thinking that I would
at least get a phone number out of the nights events. We walked
toward the corner of the lot nearest the beach but furthest
from the theatre. There weren’t many cars in that corner
of the lot and we were walking toward a small compact car.
I noted someone lying on the hood of the car and as we got closer,
sure enough it was Mr. Sunshine. As we approached he slid
off the hood and began to yell and curse at the girl and it
was then that I learned her name for the first time. She was
Nicole. I didn’t know what to do at this point and trailed
along behind her. She told him to calm down and get in and
they exchanged more yelling and cursing. He insisted on
driving and she refused to give him the keys. I interceded
and tried to play the good samaritan. He told me to hit the
road but used a bit more colorful vocabulary. I tried to
calm him amd reassure him that she was right and everything
was cool and as I got closer he took a swing at us. I’m
not sure which one of us he intended on cracking. Maybe he
was hoping to get lucky and clip both of us. I got a bit louder,
reminded him that he was drunk and I was not and I was bigger
then him and outweighed him by at least 50 pounds. That was
a mistake because he came right after me. I played Torreador
and stepped aside and shoved him and down he went. Nicole
was now at my elbow telling me to be careful and said, “by
the way, what is your name?” I told her it was Chris
and here came Dean again. This time he prepared himself
for my ole and plowed directly into me. We did the scuffle
thing and I tried to protect myself and at the same time control
him. Eventually we came to blows and sure enough here comes
security. I look like I’m kicking a drunk guys ass and
the security guys make a rush for me and Nicole tells these
guys what had happened. She embelishes the story by adding
that I am a former boyfriend and I came to her rescue because
he had hit her earlier in the evening, which later indeed
turns out to be true. They call a state trooper in for assistance
and that is the end of Dean. Drunk and disorderly, assualt
and to top it off, when he produces his license it is suspended.
The car in the lot is his and when they do the math Dean is having
a really bad night. Nicole surrenders the keys to the trooper
and I am now Nicoles ride home. We head to my car where concert
goers are still partying and we buy a couple beers and hang
out for awhile. We get a nice lil after concert buzz on and
have an enjoyable conversation. We make way for her home
and a few miles east of the theatre we pass Gilgo Beach. I
ask her if she’s got to go right home or does she want
to go down to the beach. She says the beach is cool with her,
so we hit the turnaround and in moments we are sitting in
the life gaurd stand. We share our immediate lives. She
is 29 and I am 44. She is single and I am a widower. She tells
me about her family and school and what she does and I reply
in kind and she then leans toward me in the midst of all this
and gives me a nice little kiss on the lips. I smile warmly
and I say I have ben wanting to do that all night. She asks
what I mean by all night and I tell her how I spotted her early
on in the evening and how she and I came to be sitting on the
stand together at 100am in the morning. She smiles and she
leans in again and we enjoy a deeper, wetter more spirited
kiss. The ocean is playing a top 10 hit and I have this young
tall beautiful gurl in my arms, life is amazingly sweet,
do not forget that. She opens her jacket, my jacket actually
and reaches for my hand and places it on her beautifully
firm and round little breasts. Her nipples seem too large
for her chest but they are erotic caps to her wonderful tits.
I fondle her and she melts back into the chair. She raises
one of her long legs up onto the seat of her chair from its
dangled position and I immediately find my hand slowly
working its way up her leg from her sandy ankle. She offers
no resistance and actually swings her leg open inviting
me to find her wetness. Once my fingers arrive at the top
of her soft thighs I find nary a hair on her kitty. She pushes
my hands to the opening of her vagina and I gingerly touch
her wetness. Her beautiful vagina is sweetly slippery
and I swing myself off the front of the guard seat and find
the top rung of the ladder with both feet. I press both her
legs up and then over my shoulder and slide her naked bottom
closer to the edge of the seat and my mouth. I lean into the
back of her thighs with my shoulders for support and then
disappear into “her” heaven. She purrs my name
over and over and that drives me crazy. I curl and flick my
tongue into ever crevice of her sweet pussy and she seems
to nearly jump out of her skin at every touch. I ask her to
relax and she seems to bare down, forcing herself to sit
still. She says she can’t help herself because she’s
ticklish there. My fingers probe her and I work her clit
with my tongue and fingers at the same time. I can feel her
shivering and building to climax and her nails are now digging
into my shoulders. I cry out for her to relax and she laughs
and releases my skin. She cums in waves and as she does I continue
to work my tongue and lips hard against her clitoris. She
askes me to stop and I continue to lick her and nibble her
and she then asks with urgency again for me to stop and I ask
why. She says she feels like she’s going to pee. I laugh
and tell her that is nonsense and press my mouth to her wetness
again, challenging her to experience this peeing thing
she thinks she feels and then it begins, a steady spray of
fluid which is warm begins to flow from her. She apologizes
quickly but I press my hand back into action and realize
right there and then that she is having a female ejaculation.
The fluid doesn’t smell like urine but it is water like.
It seems tasteless and I found it to be incredibley hot.
She is gasping and apologizing at the same time and says
she has never had an orgasism like that before and I of course
in my head feel like the King. She reaches for me and pulls
me up to her and we kiss deeply and my hand finds her warm breast
and we pet some more while we kiss like long lost lovers.
I’m amazed at the passion we are sharing after only
knowing one another just a few hours. She says she is cold
now and wants to get down from the chair. We climb down and
I suggest that we get down under the chair. I did a small trench
under the chair pushing the sand up under the chairs legs
to make a wind break. When we lie down into the little trench
it seems to block some of the wind but not enough for us to
remain there. We head off the beach toward the car. I now
have a rock hard erection and I wiggle to reposition it as
we walk. She notices my discomfort and reaches to grab at
me playfully. Once we get off of the sand we hit the walkway
that goes under the highway overhead and we stop there to
kiss some. She pushes me back to the low wall outside of the
tunnel and says, “it’s my turn to play.”
She quickly unbuckles my belt and drops my jeans down around
my ankles. She squeezes my penis through my underwear and
she kisses me as her hand darts in to hold my nakedness. She
hugs me tightly and purrs again into my ear. She kisses her
way down my neck and bites my nipple on the way down to my stomach.
She fingers my belly button and says an innie. I smile and
then I feel myself disappear into her mouth. She is warm
and wet and firm and smooth and loving in her oral caress.
She slowly withdraws me from her mouth to smile up at me.
She takes me into her mouth again and looks directly into
my eyes as she sucks me and smiles at me and my head falls back
and my eyes close as she completely begins to devour me.
She stops to ask me if it is OK and I sheepishly tell her it
is lovely. She askes me to please tell her when I am about
to cum and I happily agree. One part of my brain becomes sad
anticipating that she will not swallow my seed but another
part of me quickly erases any concerns and my thoughts turn
to if I will be able to see her again. She pumps me slowly then
quickly and from time to time her hand gets into the action
and I begin to swell. She reminds me not to cum in her mouth
and I reassure her that I won’t and as I am about to cum
she removes me from her mouth and begins to kiss the tip of
my cock. Her tongue swirls the tip and she is now firmly grasping
my shaft while twirling her tongue on the tip of my penis
and then quickly taking all into her mouth and just as quickly
expelling it in anticipation of my ejaculation. My body
begins to quiver and quake and I begin to cum and at that moment
she guides the tip of my penis to her lips, where she parts
her mouth ever so carefully, as if she was eating a dainty
pastry or treat.
As I cum she positions her lips right to the opening of my
cock and gentley consumes each squirt. She directs a squirt
onto her chest and another back to her mouth and then one
to her chin and back to her mouth and the semen on her chin
drips to her chest where she gathers it with 2 fingers and
brings it to her lips and presto it is gone. I am spent and
left feeling ten feet tall. She rises up to kiss me and we
embrace and then she kneels once again and takes my fading
erection back into her mouth. She says she loves the feeling
of a semi erect and soft cock in her hand and mouth. She sucks
and plays for a few minutes and I rise to a semi erect state.
We head for the car and she explained that her boyfriend
always grabs her hair and head and forces her to stay on him
when he was reaching orgasism and said she hated it. She
also said she wanted to see if I would force myself on her
as well or if I would have patience and listen to what she
wanted. I liked that I had passed the test and she joked that
I was a good boy and deserved a treat. She asked me what I wanted
and I said to see her again. She asked me if spending the night
was too soon and I unfortunately told her I could not. Once
we got back to the car I opened the door for her and moved around
to my side of the car. She reached over and unlocked the door
and then jumped into the back seat. There she laid back into
the corner of the car and pulled her long limbs to her sides
so the heels of her feet touched the bottom of her butt and
asked if I would like some of this, eyeing her pussy and then
slyly eyeing me. I asked if she was sure, if we maybe shouldn’t
wait. She said, “I’m glad you wanted to wait,
that means a lot to me. Now I want you inside me”, and
she reached her hand out to me. I ideally was hoping to bed
this beautiful gurl on a long weekend away but I simply at
this moment could not contain myself. She dipped her fingers
into her pussy and withdrew her wet fingers and put then
into her own mouth and that sent me right over the edge. I
inched up to her slowly. It was a wonderful feeling becoming
one with her. Her long legs wrapped around my back and her
feet pressed my ass with each stroke forward to assit my
thrusts. She whispered sweet nothings into my ear as I kissed
her neck that made me all the more enlivened. She told me
that she loved my cock and she loved how I made her feel. That
I made her feel beautiful and special and she wanted me as
her lover. For 29 she knew exactly how to milk her lover for
her pleasure and mine and it was most welcome. I told her
how beautiful she was and she asked if I didn’t think
she was hot. I tried to explain to her as we made love that
hot seemed to be somwhat juvenille under the circumstances.
I told her that she was demure yet feral. Elegant and sensual.
We threw verbal gasoline on each other and there we remained
intertwined for nearly 25 minutes. She made me feel 29 and
having just cum minutes earlier I knew I was going to remain
hard for awhile. She wanted to be on top so we switched positions
and I luved being able to reach up and cup her perfect 34C
breasts. To pinch and roll her long nipples between my wet
fingers. Her pelvis moved in soft circular undulations
and she never rose up and down to create a sensation between
us. Instead she worked me with her muscles and hips and it
was sheer delight. She wanted to change positions yet again
and we oddly found her leaning over the front seat which
had been pushed open forward to simulate the doggy position
and she asked me to make love to her hard. She begged me to
go faster and harder and I objected, claimimg that I didn’t
want to hurt her. She begged me to hurt her. She said she liked
to have her hair pulled and she wanted me to fuck her harder.
She told me that she loved anal sex, but that we couldn’t
do it tonight, but we would do it soon. All that talk drove
me into an affectionate rage and I continued to stroke her
as firmly, yet as lovingly as I could. I reached around and
found ger clit and stroked it and she began to vibrate. She
pushed harder and harder against my groin as I lunged into
her and then she pressed back firmly and squeezed my cock
with all her strength and she began to moan and speak in tongues.
I only wished that I was cumming at the same time with her.
She aplogized for my not getting off and I could only laugh
at her, she was such a dream. We kissed and talked and at about
2:30am we both realized the time. I was exhausted and she
once again she invited me to sleep over. I took her up on her
invitaion as I was shot and did not want to make the long drive
home. When we got to her house we entered through the basement.
As we came through the kitchen I asked her who she lived with
and she said her mother. Her father had remarried and it
was just her and her mom. I expressed my concern with her
mother finding us together in the morning and she told me
that she would be up at 5am for work and would pay her/us no
mind. Her door would be locked and we had parked on the street,
so her mom wouldn’t be wise to the car. We showered quickly
together and there I was able to see her in her full nakedness,
in full light. I had only until that moment seen a fraction
of her true beauty. Always the complimentor she told me
how good a shape I was in for a “44″ year old guy
and I looked much younger. We crawled into bed and spooned.
I was hard and she reached back and pressed the tip of my cock
to her pussy. She raised her right leg to allow me access
and I slipped in. I nuzzled closer and pressed deeper into
her and she said stay right there. I did as told and she said
lets fall asleep like this and we in fact did. Now, some of
you if you’ve read this far will think this is story
is a fabrication. I can absolutely promise you that this
is a true story and stay tuned for Nicoles pictures on Adult FriendFinder.
Seems we share a few oher things as well.


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clean your hands….you will be playing with yourself!

“I LIKE CHOCOLATE NIPPLES THE SIZE OF GUMDROPS.”
SHE COULDN’T HAAVE SAID IT ANY SIMPLER WHEN SHE WALKED
UP BEHIND ME AND SOFTLY WHISPERED INTO MY EAR. I DIDN’T
WANT TO TURN AROUND FOR FEAR THAT MY FANTASY WOULD BE RUINED.
“I LIKE THEM THE SAME WAY.” I BOLDLY RESPONDED.
AND BEFORE I KNEW IT, SHE REACHED HER HANDS AROUND TO THE
FRONT OF MY BODY AND HAD HER HANDS ON MY TITTIES. BEFORE SHE
KNEW IT, SHE FELT THOSE GUMDROPS…MY NIPPLES POPPED OUT
HARDER AND MORE ERECT THAN THEY HAD EVER BEEN BEFORE. I COULDN’T
BELIEVE MY FIERCE REACTION TO THAT TOUCH! THIS WAS MY FIRST
TIME EVER BEING TOUCHED BY A WOMAN. I WAS AT THIS PARTICULAR
CLUB ON A DARE.
SHE BEGAN TO SQUEEZE MY NIPPLES AND ROLL THEM BETWEEN HER
FINGERTIPS AT THE SAME TIME. I COULD FEEL THAT PAINFUL PLEASURE
RIGHT DOWN TO MY VAGINA. MY PUSSY WAS SO WET AND MY CLIT WAS
THROBBING AND WE STILL HADN’T EVEN SEEN EACH OTHER!
“GOD, PLEASE LET HER BE ABLE TO FINISH THE WAY SHE STARTED…DAMN!
THIS SHIT FEELS GOOD!” I THOUGHT TO MYSELF.
HER FINGERS WERE SO DELICATE AND FEMININE, I NOTICED AS
I WATCHED HER PLAY WITH MY GUMDROPS. HER NAILS WERE CLEAN.
HER SOFT BREATH ON MY NECK SMELLED MINTY. THE REST IS UP TO
YOUR IMAGINATION!! (SIKE!!! STAY TUNED…CHECK BACK
SOON AND OFTEN!!!)


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BEACH PATROL BABE

THIS HAPPENED TO ME SEVERAL YEARS AGO WHEN I WAS ASSIGNED
TO THE BEACH DETAIL AT VENICE BEACH. I WAS ON THE POLICE DEPARTMENT
FOR ABOUT 3 YREARS ONLY. THE BEACH HAD ITS SHARE OF GOOD LOOKING
BABES BUT NOT LIKE TV. ONE EARLY SUNDAY MORNING WHILE WALKING
ON BEACH FRONT WALK I SPOTED THE MOST BUEATIFUL BABE I HAD
EVER SEEN. SHE HAD ON A SHORT PAIR OF TIGHT WHITE SHORTS AND
A RED/WHIT STRIPE TUBE TOP THAT COVERED THE BEST TITS ON
THE BEACH. SHE WAS TAN WITH BLOND HAIR AND JUST A KNOCK OUT.
SHE MADE EYE CONTACT WITH ME AND MY HARDNESS STARTED TO RISE.
SHE THEN APPROACHED ME AND I WAS IN PIG HEAVEN. THE CONVERSATION
WAS CAUSUAL BUT I KNEW IT WOULD GO FURTHER. I GOT HER PHONE
NUMBER AND CONTINUED ON PATROL. ALL DAY I THOUGHT ABOUT
HER. I CALLED HER AFTER MY SHIFT AND WENT OVER TO HER HOUSE.
SHE WAS SO BEAUTIFUL AND I DID NOT WANT TO RUSH THINGS SO I
DID NOT STAY LONG. I DID CALL THE NEXT DAY AND THAT STARTED
A LONG LOVING REALATIONSHIP. SHE GOT ME IN BED A SLOWLY SUCKED
MY COCK TO ITS FULL HARDNESS. WHEN I CAME SHE NEVER LOST A
DROP. SHE SUCKED MY COCK TILL IT WAS HARD AGAIN AND THEN I
FUCKED HER TIGHT PUSSY. WE FUCKED FOR HOURS THAT NIGHT.
I CONTINUED TO SEE HER AFTER I GOT OFF WORK EACH NIGHT AND
EACH NIGHT IT WAS SOMETHING NEW. HER PUSSY IS BEYOND BELIEF,
IT IS SO TIGHT YET SHE HAS TAKEN A 12 INCH COCK IN HER. IT HAS
A TAST OF HONEY WHEN YOU EAT HER OUT. ONE MORNING WHILE MAKING
LOVE I WENT DOWN ON HER I WAS USING MY TONGUE ON HER CLIT JUST
SO VERY LIGHTLY. I HAD HER CLOSE TO CUMMING SO MANY TIMES
BUT WOULD JUST BACK OFF TO KEEP HER IN CONTROL. I DECIDED
IT WAS TIME AND CONTINUED WITH MY TOUNGE WHEN SHE DID CUM
IT SHOT OUT OF HER PUSSY LIKE A FLOOD. AT FIRST I THOUGHT SHE
PISSED BUT THE TASTE WAS THAT OF HER SWEET PUSSY IT WAS ALL
CUM. WE HAVE FUCKED IN HER CAR, MY CAR , P0LICE CARS IN THE
BACK SEAT ON A BUSY STREET AND EVEN IN A TRAINING CLASSROOM
BENT OVER A DESK. EVERY TIME I SEE A RECRUIT SITTING AT THAT
DESK I THINK OF MY DICK POUNDING AWAY AT HER PUSSY AND ALL
OF HER CUM MIXED WITH MY CUM THAT WAS ON THAT DESK. JUST WRITING
THIS HAS MADE ME HORNEY SO I WILL GO CALL SARA AND HAVE PHONE
SEX WITH HER UNTIL I CAND HAVE THAT SWEET GOLDEN BLONE PUSSY.


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Banana Split

She lies back, legs spread. I get out a banana, whipped
cream, chocolate syrup and some cherries. The banana needs
to be just barely ripe, almost still green, to be firm enough.
I finger her cunt until she’s nice and wet, and then peel
and slowly push in the banana, about halfway. I take a cherry
and nestle it between her cunt lips and her clit on top of
the banana. I then scoop out several fingers-full of whipped
cream and apply it in a mound on top of her box, making sure
to bump and jiggle the banana and cherry in the process.
I then put smaller scoops on her nipples and in her belly
button. Now for the chocolate syrup. I spread little trails
on her tits, criscrossing her nipples. Then a line from
each nipple to her belly button, and from there to her cool-whip
covered snatch, where I draw more crossing trails. Finally,
more cherries to top off the piles on her cunt and navel.
The banana split’s done. Time to eat it.
I start with her right nipple, slowly licking around in the chocolate
and whipped cream, until it’s mostly clean, but still sticky and
sweet. There’s plenty on my face, too. I move up and give her a kiss
on both cheeks, rubbing some of the stickyness off on her face, but
pulling back when she tries to get a lip-to-lip kiss. I move down to
her cunt, take the exposed end of the banana in my mouth, and begin
to sink my teeth into it, biting off only a little bit, moving
and gyrating my face as I do so, causing the banana to move,
push, and pull in her pussy. She moans and tries to thrust
at the banana, but I finish biting of the little chunk and
swallow it, pulling back. I then move up to her other nipple,
and repeat the whole process: licking it mostly clean,
kissing and rubbing her cheeks, and one more bite off the
banana, shaking and wiggling it. Then to her belly button,
where with my tongue I push the cherry down into the whipped
cream until it is buried in her little hollow. I lick off
the chocolate syrup and whipped cream, this time until
she is completely clean, except for the cherry still in
her navel. I pucker my lips and kiss the cherry, pushing
it down as far as I can into her belly button, and suddenly
suck it through my lips and into my mouth. I move up to her
face and kiss her on the mouth for the first time, but when
she opens her mouth to receive my tongue, all she gets is
the cherry and then I am gone again. I return to her navel
and lick the remaning goodies from inside it. Now I focus
once again on her box. I eat the first cherry off the top,
looking up at her while I chew. Then I play in the whipped
cream and chocolate syrup with my face, all the while slowly
stroking the insides of her thighs with the tips of my fingers.
I spread the stuff around with my face, and every time I get
too much on me I move up to her mouth and make her lick my face
clean. But I never allow her a satisfying kiss. When most
of the cool whip and chocolate syrup are gone, and I can see
the cherry and banana plainly and smell her natural scent
over the remaining hints of cool whip and chocolate, I once
again take the banana in my teeth and bite off another piece,
wiggling and moving it. I do this in little bites until there
isn’t much left sticking out, just enough to get a grip on.
(I don’t want to lose it.) I position the tip of my tongue
on the cherry and wiggle it around, pushing it up into her
already sensitive clit, then sucking the cherry into my
mouth and blowing some cool breath on her hot button before
backing away yet again. I eat the cherry and return to the
banana. I wiggle it around with my teeth, moving back and
forth between that and licking, sucking, and nibbling
on her clit until she can hardly get her breath and is ready
to come. Then with a quick bite and jerk, I grab the banana
in my teeth and pull it out. She tries to follow it back, to
keep it in her, but it was unexpected and I get away. I pin
her arms down, and crouch over her chest, straddling her,
my hard dick laying on her stomach, the banana im my mouth,
coated with her juices and pointed at her mouth like a cock
loaded with cum. She knows what to do. She starts to suck
on the cunt-juice coated banana, which I hang on to for a
while but finally let go of so it can slip all the way into
her mouth. She swallows it, enjoying the feeling as it slides
down her throat. I’m not even sure she chewed. She has finally
earned her orgasm. I slip on a condom and enter her, and it doesn’t
take long. This is a good thing, because I’m extremely hot myself.
She comes for a long time, probably twenty strokes, but I manage to
hold back. When she’s through, I pull out, remove the condom, and
roll over on my back, with my dick fairly bouncing with anticipation
as it points straight up in the air. I point to the toppings and
another banana on the table and say to her, “Your turn.”


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Awww …Pumkin

Police arrested Malcolm Davidson, a 27 year-old white
male resident of Wilmington, NC, in a pumpkin patch at 11:38pm
Friday. Davidson will be charged with lewd and lascivious
behavior, public indecency, and public intoxication
at the County courthouse on Monday. The suspect allegedly
stated that as he was passing a pumpkin patch, he decided
to stop. “You know, a pumpkin is soft and squishy inside,
and there was no one around here for miles. At least I thought
there wasn’t, ” he stated in a phone interview
from the County courthouse jail. Davidson went on to state
that he pulled over to the side of the road, picked out pumpkin
that he felt was appropriate to his purposes, cut a hole
in it, and proceeded to satisfy his alleged “need”.
“I guess I was just really into it, you know?”
he commented with evident embarrassment. In the process,
Davidson apparently failed to notice the Wilmington Municipal
police car approaching and was unaware of his audience
until officer Brenda Taylor approached him. “It
was an unusual situation, that’s for sure.”
said officer Taylor. “I walked up to (Davidson) and
he’s…just working away at this pumpkin.”
Taylor went on to describe what happened when she approached
Davidson. He just went up and said, ‘Excuse me sir,
but do you realize that you are screwing a pumpkin?’
He got real surprised as you’d expect and then looked
me straight in the face and said,

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Aunt Jen

It’s a cold, late winter night. I’m at my job at the local
airport. I’m employed as a baggage handler for one of the
major airlines. A big storm in the Midwest has canceled
our last jet of the evening and I’m getting ready to leave
early. As I walk out of the terminal, I see my Aunt Jen standing
in front of one of the other ticket counters, looking at
the arrivals boards. Actually, what first caught my eye
was this great ass in a pair of jeans. I chuckle to myself
as I do a double take, realizing it’s my aunt. Jen looks a
little like Ashlyn Gere;the Adult film star. With brown
hair that cascades just below her shoulders, bedroom eyes,
and my favorite feature, besides her ass, a pair of great
tits. After three kids, her 5′8′ frame doesn’t show any
wear and has been the highlight of many fantasies since
I was about 10 years old. She sees me walking over and as I
get a firm hug she explains that she’s supposed to meet Uncle
John, who’s out of town on business. Turns out the same storm
letting me go early, is delaying her husbands’ flight 3
hours. Plus it was starting to snow here. The two of them
are my favorite relatives and I visit as often as I can. She’s
the youngest in her family and is only about 7 years older
than me.She invites me over for dinner that was waiting
for Uncle John. They just live about 20 minutes outside
the city, so she was going to return later to pick up John.
She asks me to drive, because the snow was getting worse.
The whole time this conversation is going on, I sneak glances
at her sweater encased tits. She usually doesn’t wear a
bra around the house, which always makes for great viewing.
Seems she left the house without one. We get to her house
and all the kids great me, the oldest of which is 7 years old.
The lady next door had been watching them while mom was out.
I’m saying my “hello’s” as the neighbor goes home. During
all this, the phone rings. It’s John and his flight has been
canceled. He’ll return about noon the next day. The fantasy
wheels begin to click in my head. We eat and watch some TV
with the little ones. Jen puts them to bed, while I have a
couple beers. I watched her ass go up the stairs to the kids
rooms. Not a whole lot had been happening, socially, for
me. The 3rd shift I worked had put a real cramp in the dating
scene. Most of my friends had gotten married or were living
with someone, so it was kind of slow. I kept seeing those
tits swell under that sweater as she breathed. Great tits.
When Jen returned , she grabbed herself a beer and we sat
there on the couch just shooting the bull. She’s real easy
to talk to, and the beers flowed as it got late. Eventually,
the conversation turned to girls and what I was up to lately
with the chicks. The beers had loosened me up quite a bit
and I guess I started sounding pretty bummed about how things
were going. Jen had gotten this concerned look on her face
and I realized how pathetic I must sound. I made a couple
jokes and changed the subject. We decided it was time to
call it a night. Jen was cleaning up the empties and as she
bent over the coffee-table, I got a great cleavage shot.
The no bra theory was confirmed. Beers and the snow decided
I would spend the night. They had finished off part of the
basement into a spare room, which was where I had stayed
on past occasions. It was quiet, away from the kids and with
a TV, it was a good a place as any to curl up. I said my good nights
and Jen gave me a big hug, telling me to cheer up. Those tits
pressed against me and I could feel the blood rush to my dick.
She kissed me on the cheek and headed up the stairs. I went
to the basement, got undressed and slid into bed to watch
a little more TV. I could still feel the hug and the way those
tits felt against me. I was hard as a rock and started to stroke
myself by the light of the tube. I was really starting to
get worked up. I pictured Jen’s tits wrapped around my dick,
her looking up at me with those bedroom eyes. I closed my
eyes, trying to slow down and make it last. I could feel her
ass in my hands as I hugged her to me. I pushed the covers back
to make room for a really good cum. Something makes me open
my eyes and I see Jen standing in the doorway. I let out a gasp
as I pull the blankets back over me. Trying to stammer out
apologies and embarrassments, I sit up on the bed. Jen walks
over to the bed, softly telling me it’s alright and not to
be upset. She is wearing a flannel robe, open in the front,
over a T-shirt. One side of the robe is to the side enough
that I can see her nipple is hard under the shirt. Despite
the situation, I can’t resist looking at that little bud,
pushing out. Jen sits on the edge of the bed, telling me that
everyone needs some kind of release.

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This is a fantasy of mine that my boyfriend agreed to try
out. I didn’t want to get caught by anyone we knew, so
we took a weekend trip into the city and enjoyed the anonymity.
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All the bang for the buck

I was sitting at home one day surfing the personal ads when
I got this instant message, “call me at 888-828-****” so
feeling adventurous, I did. It turns out it was some chick
from the same town as I. Later that night, we hooked up at
one of the local bars and after tipping back a few, we decided
to find some better place to spend the rest of the night.
Several blocks from our bar, we found a dimly lit park with
nobody around. Being rather intoxicated, we were both
quite giddy, so we started flirting & became very touchy
with each other. It wasn’t long after before we were naked
and fucking like dogs in heat. I do not remember how many
times I ate her pussy that night, but I do remember waking
up with several hair stuck in my teeth. Actually, it was
the police who awakened us that morning as we laid there
naked in the park. Needless to say, they took us to jail.
After being released, this chick disappeared and never
returned for her court appearance. I never knew her name.
All I have left is the memory of the night and the phone number,which
is now the number for some phone sex introduction line. She was a
damn good fuck though…


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Advice

I met a lovely guy and we have been seeing each other for two months. He told me from the outset that he was waiting to hear about a job he had applied for in another city and it was exactly what he wanted to do as a career. About 6 weeks into our relationship he said that he’d been accepted and would be leaving. I have to say our time together was nothing less than fantastic, he was very loving and we had a lot of fun. He phoned and sent me texts nearly every day. Towards the end of his time here, he said we were so compatible he’d like to continue and he suggested we see each other every other weekend. I said I felt the same and asked him if he was sure this is what he wanted and he said yes it was. I agreed and thought everything was ok. He gave me a present which is something he owns and is of great sentimental value to him. I reciprocated and felt fine about the whole thing; he gave me every reason to believe he meant what he said. The day he left, we said our goodbyes and he said he would be arranging his trip back. It has now been a couple of weeks since he left. He has phoned me a couple of times since but from a witheld number and I missed both of the calls. He did not leave a message. I phoned him once a few days after he left and everything seemed fine, he told me all about the new city and that he would be booking his trip home. I have not heard from since. I tried to phone but only got his voicemail. I left a message saying I couldn’t believe I hadn’t heard from him again and that it was hurtful not to know whether he had changed his mind or not. I got another call from the witheld number the next day but again I missed the call and there was no message. I don’t know what to do now. I need some kind of closure at least. Should I accept it’s over or should I call him again, just for an explanation? I am hurting and stunned that he hasn’t contacted me after everything he said. Please help!


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A womans fantasy

This is my fantasy…

It was the usual long hard day at work. I get home and find
a note my boyfriend left for me, “I have to go out of
town for work. I will be home tomorow night.” Devistated,
I go online and chat with one of my internet friends, Laura.
The chat starts to get intense and talking about our fantasies.
We were so detailed that we both admitied how hot we were
getting. Jokingly I said “Why dont you come over and
we can take care of eachother.” Laura said “Shure!
Where do you live?” All I was thinking was yeah right
your not gonna come over but gave her my address anyways.
Then she signed off. I went ahead and signed off and decided
to take a shower.
When I finished in the shower I heard a knock on the door.
“God what does the old lady want now?!?” I said
to myself about the land lady. I put my robe on and went to
the door. There was Laura! 5′8″ tall, long curly
auburn hair, blue eyes, and legs that go on forever. She
was standing there in a buttoned up black trench coat and
all i could see under the coat was black stockings and red
leather stilletos. “Can I come in?” Laura asked.

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