Earn money without Investment
Thursday, April 21, 2011
A funny Sex Story
I met this girl at a disco one night. She was the typical blonde cheerleader type. After a few rounds of shots we started making out, which turned to dry-humping each other. I invited her back to my place, but she was scared. She said she hadn’t been with a guy in two years. I said “Let’s just go slow and see what happens.”
When we got to my small bedroom we both stripped off our clothes and hopped into bed. She was nervous but passionate, kissing and caressing, and shaking like a leaf. I kissed my way down her body, slowly, until I was breathing on the soft tufts of hair above her pussy. I delicately licked and fingered her as she squirmed and cooed. Then she tensed up, locking my head between her legs, and soaked my face.
I asked her if she was ready, and without a word she grabbed my cock and inserted it inside herself. I tried to ease in, but even with all the lubrication she was very tight. We had to stop a couple times while she relaxed, but she wouldn’t stop until she had it all. After a few short strokes we had a nice strong rhythm going, turning into an absolute pounding. I noticed that her legs were spread so wide that each foot was only inches away from my bedroom walls.
Chests heaving and covered with sweat, we both finally achieved our climaxes, hers first, then mine, all over her flat stomach. Soon we fell into a deep sleep. Around dawn I awoke to kisses on my neck and face. I could tell she wanted to go another round. “Get me hard,” I whispered, as I pushed her head down towards my crotch. Tentatively, she licked and nuzzled my dick, exploring with each lick until I was rock hard.
She straddled me and said that she wanted to try it on top. But she was not as moist as before and had to stop. She said, “Sorry but this isn’t working.” She got out of bed, grabbed my robe, and ran out of the bedroom. She reappeared in two minutes with her purse that she had left in the car. She pulled out a bottle of hand cream and slathered a handful on my cock. Then she threw off the robe, and started to mount me again.
She was inexperienced but eager, leaning forward and back to find the right fit. She couldn’t get comfortable and wanted to stop. I rolled us over grabbing her ankles and putting them over my shoulders. I drove into her with strong powerful thrusts reaching bottom over and over again. She came twice, the second time clawing my back, urging me on. We continued making love, stopping for naps for the next 24 hours. When she left she thanked me for our little honeymoon.
When we got to my small bedroom we both stripped off our clothes and hopped into bed. She was nervous but passionate, kissing and caressing, and shaking like a leaf. I kissed my way down her body, slowly, until I was breathing on the soft tufts of hair above her pussy. I delicately licked and fingered her as she squirmed and cooed. Then she tensed up, locking my head between her legs, and soaked my face.
I asked her if she was ready, and without a word she grabbed my cock and inserted it inside herself. I tried to ease in, but even with all the lubrication she was very tight. We had to stop a couple times while she relaxed, but she wouldn’t stop until she had it all. After a few short strokes we had a nice strong rhythm going, turning into an absolute pounding. I noticed that her legs were spread so wide that each foot was only inches away from my bedroom walls.
Chests heaving and covered with sweat, we both finally achieved our climaxes, hers first, then mine, all over her flat stomach. Soon we fell into a deep sleep. Around dawn I awoke to kisses on my neck and face. I could tell she wanted to go another round. “Get me hard,” I whispered, as I pushed her head down towards my crotch. Tentatively, she licked and nuzzled my dick, exploring with each lick until I was rock hard.
She straddled me and said that she wanted to try it on top. But she was not as moist as before and had to stop. She said, “Sorry but this isn’t working.” She got out of bed, grabbed my robe, and ran out of the bedroom. She reappeared in two minutes with her purse that she had left in the car. She pulled out a bottle of hand cream and slathered a handful on my cock. Then she threw off the robe, and started to mount me again.
She was inexperienced but eager, leaning forward and back to find the right fit. She couldn’t get comfortable and wanted to stop. I rolled us over grabbing her ankles and putting them over my shoulders. I drove into her with strong powerful thrusts reaching bottom over and over again. She came twice, the second time clawing my back, urging me on. We continued making love, stopping for naps for the next 24 hours. When she left she thanked me for our little honeymoon.
;%7Dcatch(e)%7Bvar+AdBrite_Iframe%3D'';var+AdBrite_Referrer%3D'';%7D+%3C/script%3E+%3Cspan+style%3D%22white-space:nowrap;%22%3E%3Cscript+type%3D%22text/javascript%22%3Edocument.write(String.fromCharCode(60,83,67,82,73,80,84));document.write('+src%3D%22http://ads.adbrite.com/mb/text_group.php?sid%3D1891142&zs=3436385f3630&ifr='+AdBrite_Iframe+'&ref='+AdBrite_Referrer+'%22+type%3D%22text/javascript%22%3E');document.write(String.fromCharCode(60,47,83,67,82,73,80,84,62));%3C/script%3E+%3Ca+target%3D%22_top%22+href%3D%22http://www.adbrite.com/mb/commerce/purchase_form.php?opid%3D1891142&afsid=55544%22%3E%3Cimg+src%3D%22http://files.adbrite.com/mb/images/adbrite-your-ad-here-banner.gif%22+style%3D%22background-color:#CCCCCC;border:none;padding:0;margin:0;" alt="Your Ad Here" width="0" height="60" border="0" /></a></span> <!-- End: Black Label Ads -->){kind=link}
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)