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  • — Anything Goes —
    Straight Male / 50

    A very close friend of mine husband passed away for over a year she lived by herself, we known each other for years. She called me one day early in the morning that she doesn't have hot water to take a shower and asked if I can come over to check it out. I went over to find out that her hot water heater pilot was out not sure what happen. I do know it was very windy that night. I light the pilot back on and told her it would take couple hours or more to have hot water. She thank me for coming over and invite me to have coffee with her.

    I took the offer as we sat in the kitchen table I notices she didn't have anything on underneath of her nightgown. She had on a white lace satin almost see through nightgown on. I can see her saggy tits and her bush pussy. I try not to stare at it but I couldn't help myself because she was sitting in front of me having coffee. She realize I was staring at her tits and said do you like what you see. I said yes and she said would you like to see more. I was shock didn't know what to say and she said here let me just take it off so you can see more of me. She took off her nightgown and expose her nude body right in front of me.

    By now my cock was hard and is causing me un-comfortable to sit I keep moving around. She said what is the matter. I wasn't going to lie and told her my cock is hard because I am staring at her beautiful nude body. She laugh and walk over to me, told me to take off my pants. I wasn't going to say no. So I quickly took it off and she kneel down and giving me the best blowjob I had for years. After she made me cum in her mouth and she swallow it all. She said now is time for you to take care of me.

    We were both standing up. We slowly tongue kiss each other. I have one hand squeezing her tits and the other hand fingering her pussy. I have my middle finger in her pussy and the thumb rubbing her clitoris. She was squeezing my balls with one hand the other hand stroking my cock. She was getting so wet she whisper in my ears and said eat my pussy then fuck me. I wasted no time but to have her lay on top of the dinning room table with her legs strap over my shoulder and I sat in front of her eating that sweet bush pussy of her. It tasted so sweet and good. She said I want you to get some whip cream from the refrigerator and a banana so you can fuck me with the banana and lick the whip cream off my pussy. I did what she wanted. I smear whip cream all over her pussy and fuck her with the banana. I was taking a bite off the banana each time I fuck her with it. She was so wet and it tasted so good with her white cream on the banana.

    After I got done eating her pussy now is time for my hard cock to fuck her good. She was still laying down on the dinning room table and I just fuck her hard and fast. I told her I was about to cum she said cum deep inside of me. So I grab her butt and push my cock as deep as I can and shot my warm cum deep inside. She waggle her butt as I was cumming inside of her. I can feel her pussy muscle was tighten up and she said she can feel me throbbing inside.

    After I finish cumming I pick her up with her legs wrap around my waist with my cock still inside of her pussy and sit her down on the couch. She wants to ride my cock and I want to suck on those saggy tits of hers. We were doing that for awhile and we both cum again. It was great. I told her to call me if their is anything she needs from now on. She said anything and I said yes. So we will see what happen the next time.

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  • — Anything Goes —
    Straight Female / 48

    My son a his father, my husband, went on a fishing trip. I know my son told his friend, but he came by, saying he thought my son and him were going to practice baseball together or something. He's over all the time, sleeps over , all that, so even though I was naked underneath, I didn't change out of my robe. I made him breakfast, I was serving him more eggs when I felt his hand up my robe, between my legs. I dropped the pan on the table, and felt his finger enter me.
    I started to ask what he was doing, but faded off as his other hand pulled my robe open, my breast right by his face. He began to grope and suckle, I couldn't help myself, I began to moan.
    The next thing I knew I was off the floor, against the sink. His head was buried in my neck, and his cock was buried in my pussy. I realized I was being fucked by my sons best friend. And came the hardest I had in years. He responded by dumping a huge teenage load in me.
    We fucked a few times that day, then a few times after, but never like that first day.

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  • — Anything Goes —
    Straight Female / 41

    I had seen him a few times in the waiting room. We all had a relative in the pediatric ICU, for almost a week, no one looked good. One night it was late, the stress had gotten to me, and I decided to slip out for a smoke, which I hadn't done in years.
    I slipped in to a stairway, and was reaching in to my pocket when I saw him, the man from the waiting room. He was large, wearing flannel and jeans, a regular working guy. But he was there, on the step, just crying. We'd never talked before, but I sat beside him, put my arm around him, and pulled him in to let him cry on me. At first it was just tears on my shoulder, then sobs on my chest. I rocked him, let the tears flow...
    Then, I don't know why, it was like instinct, I pulled out my breast, and pressed his face to it. His mouth opened and took in my nipple, and like he was working on instinct as well, he latched on.
    My mind was gone, I didn't want to cheat on my husband, especially not during such a stressful time... but I couldn't help myself. It was like my body took over. I took his hand and put it up my skirt, pushing my panties aside. I knew he could feel how wet they were, and with every pull of his mouth on my nipple, I was getting wetter.
    I was bouncing on his hand as he fingered me. I didn't even notice his other hand unzip his pants. Suddenly he pushed my legs apart, and drove his cock in to me. He hadn't even undone his pants, the button was rubbing on my clit. He kept squeezing and biting my tits as he pumped. I came quickly.
    Sobering up almost I realized I was fucking a stranger in the hospital stairwell. That's when I felt it, his final push. His cock twitched and he bucked a little at his huge load of cum went rushing in to me. It was obvious he had needed to get it out for awhile.
    He apologized at first, saying he'd never done anything like this before. But he withdrew so slowly, saying he didn't want me to lose any of his cum. We stood up, brushed ourselves off, and went about our lives. We saw each other a few times, but it was just our secret. Something we did to cope.

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  • — If The Boss Only Knew —
    Straight Male / 23

    I hired into a prestigious publishing office as a management trainee. They started me on the mail cart
    and today with email most of it is strictly junk mail but for the brief time I had the job, I loved it.
    As the weeks went by I discovered that we had two office "punchboards" as they were called. That is, two
    ladies who fucked everyone freely. One was 19 and the other 56.

    Delivering my daily morning junk mail I caught the 19 year old being fucked so many times in everyone's office that I wondered if that was actually her job. The 56 years old one, a senior editor, was nowhere near as active but I saw her giving a few blow jobs through the months. I felt rather superior because when they spotted me they tried to look normal and I found it hysterical.

    The teenager never wore underwear and carried a bag with paper tissues. Some of the guys suggested I give her a pop but I found her a bit too used for my taste. Call me silly and get it over with, eh? Oddly enough, the 56 year old was more to my fancy. She had silver hair and was statuesque, with a great smile. What drew me physically was her
    wide hips flowing into a giant, round ass and s narrow waist. She was also tall.

    When I was dropping off her junk mail she would always smile at me and glance at my package...that grew larger
    in time, in her presence, as we became more familiar with each other. Once, I noticed her knees slightly apart and opening and closing. I did not pick this up as any kind of signal but found it interesting,

    My mail cart was put away in the supply room and I soon discovered that was the teenager's "base" finding
    her there, fucking a number of men (one at a time) through the months. Mostly it was a quickie type done doggie
    style as no one was in a hurry to be discovered fucking at work. One day, she sat next to me in the lunch room
    knowing full well that I had walked in on her a number of times no matter how she tried to finesse it. I said,
    "What if you get caught?" She answered, who by? I'm fucking them all, even the company CEO, I love it. I'm not going to stop until I'm outta here. Some days six guys blow their loads into me, I can feel their pulsing cum into me right now, I love it. I've now done all three floors." She looked me up and down, (I'm 6'4") and said, "Why not get yourself a sample, you must be hung like a hippo." She spoke of all of it as if it was like she was just playing a card game.

    Days after that, I recall vividly, I pushed the cart into the older lady's office. She said, "Oh do me a favor and just toss all that junk here in the dust bin. She pushed her chair away from her desk, still sitting in it, and looking down, I noticed she wore nothing by her high heel shoes from her waist down. She had a giant grin. I got an instant erection. She reached for my throbbing rod, rubbed it under my pants and said, "Lock my door" which transformed my erection into steel.

    We spend the next 30 minutes scoring every point on the sex chart. Best of all, she loved doggie and had those hot,
    wide hips, a powerful looking ass. Bent over from behind, she was a fucking dream even at her age. I left the publishing house for a much better deal three months later but by the time I left I had scored the middle-aged lady
    over 100 times and the teenager zero. I know, you'll think me an idiot. That's fine. At some point I'm going call my elderly office lover and ask for some more action on the outside. Then I will fuck her silly.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Straight Male / 34

    When I was nine, on one unforgettable hot day, the nice lady neighbor, who seemed to take a great liking to me
    asked me if I wanted some lemonade. She was very friendly and asked me about what I dreamed about. I told her, adventures. We became closer friends and she would hug me when I came over, sometimes kissing me on the mouth.

    I remember one day she said, "There is a special kiss but a secret one. I will show you if you promise not to
    tell anyone. No one must know about our secret kiss." I said, no, no, I will never tell." She took my little
    head in her hands and began with our normal kiss but then I felt her mouth open and her tongue went into my mouth and explored the inside of my mouth. When her tongue met mine I felt a special thrill. She pulled back and asked if I liked it. I said, "Oh yes, I do, let's do more."

    Not always but often, I would go over to her place and she would tongue me like that. That went on for a few years then when I was 13, my voice began to crack when I talked and she said, "Oh my, you are going through puberty. She had a special light in her eyes. Back then, I had realized that our secret kissing caused my cock to stand up and be noticed, so I told her that and she said, "Oh, let me see."

    I knew her better than my own mom so I popped my hard on out and she said, "The little guy just needs the special kiss," taking my entire cock that I had curiously measured out, many, many times at seven inches, into her mouth. Soon, I felt my first big "O" blow into her mouth and our relationship took a giant turn. We began to have sex daily and I could not get enough. She told me often that I was wearing her out but said, "Don't stop." I made love to her until I was 18 and by that time she was in her 40's. When her husband retired from the Navy he came home permanently and they moved away.

    I think of her, my great mentor of love, daily. Now in my mid 30's I think of her many gentle gifts to me and how society would punish her for them. Our secret will die with me when my life ends."


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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Straight Male / 34

    When I was nine, on one unforgettable hot day, the nice lady neighbor, who seemed to take a great liking to me,
    asked me if I wanted some lemonade. She was very friendly and asked me about what I dreamed about. I told her, adventures. We became closer friends and she would hug me when I came over, sometimes kissing me on the mouth.

    I remember one day she said, "There is a special kiss but a secret one. I will show you if you promise not to
    tell anyone. No one must know about our secret kiss." I said, no, no, I will never tell." She took my little
    head in her hands and began with our normal kiss but then I felt her mouth open and her tongue went into my mouth and explored the inside of my mouth. When her tongue met mine I felt a special thrill. She pulled back and asked if I liked it. I said, "Oh yes, I do, let's do more."

    Not always but often, I would go over to her place and she would tongue me like that. That went on for a few years then when I was 13, my voice began to crack when I talked and she said, "Oh my, you are going through puberty. She had a special light in her eyes. Back then, I had realized that our secret kissing caused my cock to stand up and be noticed, so I told her that and she said, "Oh, let me see."

    I knew her better than my own mom so I popped my hard on out and she said, "The little guy just needs the special kiss," taking my entire cock that I had curiously measured out, many, many times at seven inches, into her mouth. Soon, I felt my first big "O" blow into her mouth and our relationship took a giant turn. We began to have sex daily and I could not get enough. She told me often that I was wearing her out but said, "Don't stop." I made love to her until I was 18 and by that time she was in her 40's. When her husband retired from the Navy he came home permanently and they moved away.

    I think of her, my great mentor of love, daily. Now in my mid 30's I think of her many gentle gifts to me and how society would punish her for them. Our secret will die with me when my life ends."


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  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Female / 29

    Like many many married women, I longed to have a larger cock fucking me, but have ended up married to a guy who's dick measures only five and a half inches.
    However out with him and his family recently at a restaurant, I caught a black guy who was with a younger white guy, eyeing me up. The flirting eye contact carried on for some time before I got up to go to the bathroom. As I exited the bathroom, I came face to face with the black guy. Smiling at me he asked me if I wanted his cock. The moment I smiled back, he took my hand and lead me back into the ladies bathroom. Entering a stall, he closed the door and I immediately dropped down and opened his trousers. Taking out his large thick black cock, I opened my mouth and sucked in as much of his dick as I could. Telling me we didn't have much time, He had me bend over the toilet bowl and I felt him move my short dress up and push my panties to one side. Then in one long forceful thrust, his gorgeous cock entered me. I'd been fucked by men with large cock before, but it had been so long since I'd had a real mans dick fucking me. So after only a couple of minutes of him pounding into me, I came so hard I shook violently.
    Spinning me around he had me face his cock as he jerked it off, and moments later as I opened my mouth as wide as it would go, he ejaculated all over my tongue and into my mouth. Swallowing his cum so as not to get any on my dress. Only a few minutes after entering the bathroom, we were both sat where we'd been when we started flirting. Him minus a huge load of cum and me stil having a quivering pussy from a wonderful fuck.
    Two later I got myself checked out for STD's and swore stupidly to myself I wouldn't do it again. Getting the results back yesterday I know I'm clear. But the experience has taught me two things. Firstly I'm definitely going to find a well endowed guy (White or black) who'll want to become a regular fuck buddy. And secondly, I'm going to make sure he's clear before we fuck.

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  • — Anything Goes —
    Straight Male / 39

    Can anyone help me......?

    I'm an average looking guy with an average shaped body. The one thing that isn't average on me, is my dick. It's a little under ten inches in length and my cock when erect is very thick. It's one of the reasons, if not the reason my newish wife and I got together in the first place, as she absolutely loves my cock.
    This is my problem. My wife is a little older than me, very good looking and has a fantastic figure. Yet even though she loves my cock fucking her pussy, she will not let me fuck her arsehole. And truth be known, I adore anal sex.
    My wife has a daughter Alice who's nineteen and from her previous marriage. Occasionally Alice stays with us, but mainly lives with her dad. About two weeks ago Alice, and we obviously didn't mean it to happen, caught her mother and I having sex in our lounge one afternoon. From what I now know, she'd been stood watching us for quite some time and had very much seen how big my cock is.

    Waiting until later that night after her mother had gone to bed, Alice told me what she'd saw and heard. You see when I was fucking my wife, she became ultra turned on, so I slipped my cock out of her pussy from behind and then tried to fuck her in the arse. She protested and told me that it was one place I'd never fuck.
    Alice stood up in front of me, stripped off her clothing and sat on the sofa across from me. Spreading her legs, she let me see her neatly trimmed pussy and then said "If you want to fuck me with that huge cock, I'D let you fuck my arse". Looking at her as she began to play with her left breast and her pussy at the same time, I very nearly got up and did as she obviously wanted. But I stopped myself. I'm not sure now as to why I did, but I did.

    Getting up, I walked out of the room and took myself of to bed. The next morning Alice gave me the biggest of smiles as she gripped my cock through my shorts in the kitchen. Her mother was stood only feet away cooking us both breakfast. After breakfast, Alice waited for me to walk upstairs as she was knelt at the top, semi naked and slowly fingering her beautiful looking arsehole. Again I stopped myself from doing anything, but it was so hard not to just take her and do as I wished.

    In a weeks time Alice will be staying over again. My problem is my wife has just this morning let me know when Alice is here, she'll be away one of the nights to attend a business event. She's apparently let Alice know, as Alice text me this afternoon to say "Can't wait until mum goes away, I'll have you and that cock all to myself".

    So knowing what I do about Alice and her desires, and my wife's inability to enjoy anal sex, do I still abstain from fucking her and possibly fucking up my marriage. Or do I fuck the shit out of my step daughter, who so desperately it seems, wants my cock up her sweet looking arse ???

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  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Female / 38

    I'm 4 years older than my sister. She is the girl who was drop dead gorgeous and I was average. She married a hunk. I love my husband but he is very vanilla, and cums quick. We have been trying for a baby two years but nothing yet. One day my sister and her husband were in their car, I was talking on my cell to my husband. My breast was inside the window, when my sister rolled the window up almost pinching my breast. We all had a little laugh. We were at our parents for a hangout. All had drank to much except me, so I could drive my husband home. I went to the toilet and was closing the door when my brother-in-law entered and closed the door. His line was he was worried about my breast and needed to check it out. I don't know why but I let him lift my shirt and let him fondle and suck my breast. I got very worked up quick having never been with another man much less a hunk of any woman's dreams. I had on loose shorts so he had his thumb inside me before I realized I didn't stop him. I had an orgasm and then I noticed my shorts and panties were off and he was naked. He has such a fine penis not to long but had a shape I loved. I was going to give him a blow job when he leaned me back on the vanity and lifted my legs over his arms. He was inside me and I didn't care my husband, sister, and parents were located on the other end of the house. I was so hornie and almost passed out when he finally cum inside me. He got dressed and about to exit and I told him we were wrong and not to do it again. About 2 weeks later I was at Home Depot when he came up and spoke, helped me with my purchase. After checkout we were in his truck making out like high school kids. I could barely walk to my car being paralized from my orgasms. I did get pregnant but my son is no doubt my husband's. My daughter could be fathered by my brother-in-law, I can't determine yet. We aren't often meeting up now days, but my husband gives me sex buzz and my dildo and brother-in-law gives me body knumbing orgasms. I feel guilty often for what I do but when I feel slutty I am open for the opportunity.

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  • — Sex Confessions —
    Straight Male / 46

    About three years ago, I moved back to where I grew up to help take care of my family when my mother was diagnosed with cancer. I had just gone through a messy divorce and was trying to figure out how to rebuild my life, so I left a nice job in the city, sold as much as I could let go of, and loaded up for middle of nowhere, USA. My roots. It's one of those towns where, when you get out of high school (if you finish at all) you go to work in a factory or go to a technical school nearby and hopefully make it. A lot of people don't get out of there, I did, and I've always been proud of that fact. It changes you, though, and this was apparent from day one back home from the lack of good food to the topics of conversation to even what people wear. Everything's about five to ten years behind, it seems.

    So settling into a small house, I started my usual routines in town; go to the grocery store, get gas, pay bills, all that. One day I ran into Misty, a girl I briefly dated in High School, coming out of the post office. And I actually ran into her, no joke, moving a little too fast. Misty has green eyes, blonde hair that she always seems to wear in a pony tail, decent skin, skinny body with small tits (my favorite). She was wearing a camo jacket that day, not even joking, with jeans tucked into ugg-style boots. She has a strong accent, even for the area, and talks one step above calling everyone "honey," you know the type. We talked for a bit, exchanged numbers, agreed to get together for coffee soon (Waffle House, only place for coffee in town...).

    We met about a week later, and I'm pleased by what she wore. She put some makeup, although a little too much around the eyes and there was glitter involved; she's wearing a tight t-shirt like a baseball tee, jeans (the ones with the designs on the pockets), boots, ponytail as usual. We catch up-she's divorced as well, has a nearly ten-year-old daughter who wants to play softball next year, and is working her ass off trying to be a single mom. Pretty much everything I went to college to avoid, to a tee. As we talk, I can tell she's really into my city experiences-I tell he about the parks, and the food, and all the events I got to go to, all the different kind of people I meet. It sounds wonderful, she says. I'm being a bit of an ass, it really is, I say.

    As we are finishing up, she says let's go for a ride, let me show you what's new in town. Okay, I say, my car or yours? Your's, she says quickly, then says I'll be right back. She walks out and I watch her head toward her car-an old beater SUV, at least ten years old, and grab something out of it. Looks like cigarettes (I hate smoking personally). I pay and meet her outside, she lights up. I didn't want to smoke in your car, she says. I look over at my car, the Mazda RX8 I managed to keep in the divorce, and thank her for that. No one smokes in my car.

    We ride around a bit and she's chatting to me about every store that's moved in, every new feature and building, who's died, what's moved, you get the idea. She's touching my arm a lot to get my attention, and giving me directions like a little redneck GPS. It's cute, really cute, she's actually more animated doing this than our conversation over coffee. She points out flying hawks and even spots some deer. She asks if I hunt, I don't.

    At one intersection, the only red light in town, our hands kind of fell on top of one another's and I gave her hand a squeeze. She was looking out the window, so it was completely accidental, but she looks back at me and squeezes me back, smiling. A few wrinkles around the eyes, but there's the girl I remember dating. Kind of a neat moment.

    She directs me to a parking lot by the ball fields and has me park. We go and play on the swings, full adults swinging and talking, completely absurd. We walk around more, hold hands a bit more and she leans into me, taking my hand in both of hers. Her hands are strong, not rough, but definitely not super soft like my ex-wife's. She's worked in the factories here in town, not surprising. She kisses my cheek playfully. We head back to the car and just before we get in, I kiss her mouth long and gently, tasting those cigarettes but not caring. I take her face in my hands, and just let her have it. Her hands drop to her sides, her eyes closed, and she's in a daze. I took her back to her car after that. I knew she was ready to fuck, as she was rubbing my leg getting closer to my crotch the whole time, nibbling my ears, playing with my hair. It was nice.

    Two weeks later, after a few more of these kinds of encounters, she invites me to a BBQ hosted by some folks we went to school with. It's dreadful - bad burgers, bad beer, bad conversation about how much everyone hates Obama (I voted for him, so I kept my mouth shut). Horseshoes was the only activity other than walking around the park, so she and I take a walk and find ourselves in a secluded spot that cuts through a small wood. We're not an item by any means (I had met her daughter about a week before), but she was holding my hand in front of everyone and introducing me to her friends and everyone I'd forgotten, so proud that I she was on my arm. She actually wore a dress that day, too, surprised me. Anyway, she made her move here, pushing me off the path behind a tree and kissing me passionately. She tasted like cherry Chap Stick, of course, and smelled like Bath & Body Works, overpowering and slightly cheap. Her hand was down my pants, too. I need you so bad, she said, you can't keep doing this to me. Just like that, she was down and blowing me, sucking me so hard it hurt. I took hold of her pony tail and mouth fucked her, I didn't care at this point about trying to keep distance. She didn't stop until my balls were completely emptied into her mouth, she swallowed every drop. She came back up, surprisingly spry in a dress and cowboy boots with one hand on my cock, and kissed me, hard. I expected to taste cum, didn't. Then I heard giggling, and Misty hollered at them and they took off. Anna, she says, rolling her eyes (her best friend). I told her I was going to get you today, she says, guess she saw us walk off and wanted to see. With that, Misty takes my hand and puts it up her dress, under her panties, to a sopping wet pussy, completely hairless. Take me home now, she says in my ear, I want your dick. I pull my hand out of her panties, press those fingers into her mouth and she sucks them clean. How do you taste, I ask. You're about to find out, her reply.

    I take her home, not the nicest place, but her place, and old house probably about the size of most apartments. The whole house is clean, though, and again smells like Bath & Body Works. No indoor dogs, thank God. Her bedroom has dim lighting and an OLD bed that's saggy, but it's made and the sheets are decent, a pale pink set. I pick her up and she wraps her legs around me, those boots hitting my back. Sorry, she says. I lay her on the bed and pull them off delicately, then go for those tiny panties, pulling them down fast while she pulls her dress over her head to expose those puffy little milf tits. That body lotion is EVERYWHERE, even her crotch as I go in to lick her pussy, which is glistening from being wet earlier. Looking down, her panties are wet. I push her legs up in the air, and go to work and she wiggles and cums in just a couple of minutes, grabbing my hair while she grinds her sex into my face. I get up off the floor and move her off the edge of the bed, she sits up and grabs my crotch, unzipping my pants and going straight for my balls, licking and sucking like it's her favorite ice cream. I pull her pony tail and push her back on the bed, roll her over, and enter her prone bone style from behind. It is a heavenly feeling as I pound her into the bed. Keeping fucking me baby, she says several times, I'm gonna cum. That accent makes every syllable deliciously long and slow. She tenses up and starts squeezing my cock with her pussy, she's yelling into her pillows. I pull them aside so she rings out loud and clear. With my own grunt and a shove, I cum inside her and moan in her ear how good she is, saying her name a few times as I spurt into her. I bite on her neck a few times, then turn over and pull out of her. Initially, no cum slides out of her, but with a little rubbing, it starts to show. That's mine, she says, oh my God that was good. She's sweaty, flushed, and her makeup is smeared, especially her eye makeup. Her ponytail is messy. Such a good fuck.

    Misty and I had a handful of good fucks like this while we were together. Ultimately, we didn't make it. We got into a pretty nasty argument one day and she says you think you're better than me. I didn't say otherwise, so that was pretty much it. I wanted to move her to the city, she wouldn't hear of it. My mother got better, our relationship started to fizzle and get rocky, so we cut ties and I moved on. I'll never forget my little romance, though, with my little white trash princess. She didn't ask for my money like I expected; she didn't have an STD like I would have figured; she did stop smoking while we were together, which was nice. Truthfully, we had nothing in common, but she was trying. I caught her reading news articles on my laptop a few times when we were together - they made her really mad and we talked about why that was the case. She was talking about going back to school, though I don't think she really wanted to but was trying to please me in some way. The more I think about it, there could have been something real there, but instead, she kind of broke my heart and I ran away instead of trying to build something more with her. Rather than try, I just let it (and her) go.



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