I love these! Who says shoes can't drive a man wild? A straight man!Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
sex with C
her khaki cargo pants and thick belt hit the floor
orange thong hugs a tight, small ass
my hands run under her polo shirt
warm skin meets cool control
she is short, thin, but her hips are amazing and her B size breasts beg to be touched
her hair in a bun exposes soft neck, angling for a touch
my tongue obliges as fingers work her nipples to perfect hardness
pants unzip and cock meets her thigh
fingers pry her open as i thrust in
her deep moan awakens my senses
and i thrust again
one hand on her hips pulling her to me
one hand against toned stomach, up to firm breasts
my hot mouth on her neck and back
teeth grazing
she is mine
all mine
but i'm also hers
lost inside her
forgetting that we are in the back of classroom in a 3rd floor college building
forgetting that just minutes ago i was wrapping up my presentation
forgetting that someone could walk back in
forgetting my next appointment, just 15 minutes from now
all i can think of is her
how she feels, how she moves beneath me
i love her body's response to my touch
i love the instant connection we created
harder now, faster
her hands grip down against the desk
she struggles to muffle a scream as i pull out all the way and then thrust deelpy inside, grinding now, using my hand on her clit
i feel her clamp down, her breathing changes, and i can't hold back, i cum, shoot hard and deep
and then kneel down to taste her, to savor our juices mixed together, to lick each drop of her orgasm, to keep her going
she is heavenly, searing hot, and luscious
now i'm zipped
and i remember her deep brown eyes as she walked in, her clothes, hiding an amazing and small body
her pants back up, thong now gone -- a tragedy of my eagerness to have her -- and she is neat, and ready to meet some friends at the library
the sweat at the small of my back reminds me of our encounter
and we discuss the next time i'll be on campus
the work to do between now and then
and we part ways
a meeting
a night of studying
and an incredible ending to a presentation
orange thong hugs a tight, small ass
my hands run under her polo shirt
warm skin meets cool control
she is short, thin, but her hips are amazing and her B size breasts beg to be touched
her hair in a bun exposes soft neck, angling for a touch
my tongue obliges as fingers work her nipples to perfect hardness
pants unzip and cock meets her thigh
fingers pry her open as i thrust in
her deep moan awakens my senses
and i thrust again
one hand on her hips pulling her to me
one hand against toned stomach, up to firm breasts
my hot mouth on her neck and back
teeth grazing
she is mine
all mine
but i'm also hers
lost inside her
forgetting that we are in the back of classroom in a 3rd floor college building
forgetting that just minutes ago i was wrapping up my presentation
forgetting that someone could walk back in
forgetting my next appointment, just 15 minutes from now
all i can think of is her
how she feels, how she moves beneath me
i love her body's response to my touch
i love the instant connection we created
harder now, faster
her hands grip down against the desk
she struggles to muffle a scream as i pull out all the way and then thrust deelpy inside, grinding now, using my hand on her clit
i feel her clamp down, her breathing changes, and i can't hold back, i cum, shoot hard and deep
and then kneel down to taste her, to savor our juices mixed together, to lick each drop of her orgasm, to keep her going
she is heavenly, searing hot, and luscious
now i'm zipped
and i remember her deep brown eyes as she walked in, her clothes, hiding an amazing and small body
her pants back up, thong now gone -- a tragedy of my eagerness to have her -- and she is neat, and ready to meet some friends at the library
the sweat at the small of my back reminds me of our encounter
and we discuss the next time i'll be on campus
the work to do between now and then
and we part ways
a meeting
a night of studying
and an incredible ending to a presentation
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Another amazingly sexy pic
This picture is AMAZING. what a turn-on. I've never wanted to be a pillow more in my life!
Thursday, September 6, 2007
this is incredible
this is blue-eyed vixen -- note the link on the right!
this woman is incredible
delicious
and great choices in footwear
love her site, love her sexiness!
:)
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
white pants
She wore white pants. It was summer, after all.
He could see the outline of her thong and the firmness of her ass set him off. Her shirt and sandals were black.
her toe nails appeared freshly pedicured and red.
he knew he must have her.
she was about 5'6", blonde hair, bright green eyes that commanded his attention.
as she left the coffee shop, they exchanged a glance. Her smile was light, airy, girlish. He just grinned.
She arrived at her office building walking on air. their brief encounter had given her morning a pleasant start.
She entered the small, single bathroom just off the hall on the first floor.
as she examined her face and pondered the touch-ups she needed to be "just perfect" she heard a "click"
then warm breath on her neck and strong, firm hands around her waist.
his hands were warm against her skin as they made their way to her breasts, barely covered by her lacy bra.
she wiggled in resistance, but he was in control.
she feared screaming would anger him, she just wanted to break free
his hands pushed her white linen pants down and he admired her white thong, her tanned ass, her legs clearly toned from a regular workout
and she let out a low, churning moan as he penetrated her -- all hot and searing and opening -- forcing her to take him in
he was behind, her, his body weight pressing her stomach into the cool sink, and he was not saying a word
his thrusts were long, slow, forceful as if he wished to examine every inch of her inner flesh
she felt him get larger, his thick head was throbbing
and she heard him grunt as he began thrusting more quickly
then, she was standing there, hands against the sink, pants down at her ankles, thong displaced
a warm reminder running down her thigh
the door closed and she saw his eyes
the same ones she had seen at the coffee shop
and then he was gone
He could see the outline of her thong and the firmness of her ass set him off. Her shirt and sandals were black.
her toe nails appeared freshly pedicured and red.
he knew he must have her.
she was about 5'6", blonde hair, bright green eyes that commanded his attention.
as she left the coffee shop, they exchanged a glance. Her smile was light, airy, girlish. He just grinned.
She arrived at her office building walking on air. their brief encounter had given her morning a pleasant start.
She entered the small, single bathroom just off the hall on the first floor.
as she examined her face and pondered the touch-ups she needed to be "just perfect" she heard a "click"
then warm breath on her neck and strong, firm hands around her waist.
his hands were warm against her skin as they made their way to her breasts, barely covered by her lacy bra.
she wiggled in resistance, but he was in control.
she feared screaming would anger him, she just wanted to break free
his hands pushed her white linen pants down and he admired her white thong, her tanned ass, her legs clearly toned from a regular workout
and she let out a low, churning moan as he penetrated her -- all hot and searing and opening -- forcing her to take him in
he was behind, her, his body weight pressing her stomach into the cool sink, and he was not saying a word
his thrusts were long, slow, forceful as if he wished to examine every inch of her inner flesh
she felt him get larger, his thick head was throbbing
and she heard him grunt as he began thrusting more quickly
then, she was standing there, hands against the sink, pants down at her ankles, thong displaced
a warm reminder running down her thigh
the door closed and she saw his eyes
the same ones she had seen at the coffee shop
and then he was gone
Sunday, August 12, 2007
a little of this...
a little red wine
a third glass
maybe a fourth
it's after 11
she wears grey cotton shorts and a black tank ... and nothing more
her fiery red hair teases her shoulders
he has gone to bed 30 minutes, maybe an hour ago
she stumbles up the stairs and opens the door
he appears to be deeply sleeping, his slim, toned body completely nude under the thin sheet
she falls into bed, and his slumber is broken
her warmth brings a smile to him
he turns to her, a strong hand pulling her slight frame toward him
his first kiss lands on her neck, sleepy, lazy ... and she giggles
she lays back, arms over her head, her mind in a haze as his tongue traces her neck, his nose pushing back the hair falling at her ear ... his lips caress her lobe and she lets out a slight moan
their embace deepens and she can feel him growing, warming against her cotton-covered thigh
his hands move under her tank, pushing it up as his hot mouth finds her left breast and his tongue lashes it with appreciation ... as he reaches her nipple, she feels the weight of his cock pressing into her
he is fully awake and she is still hazy, lazy, sleepy.... she can't tell if this is real, but she's enjoying the sensations
his kisses move to her stomach, teasing her belly button as his cock drifts down to her calves...
he leans back, on his knees ... he appears to tower over her small, pale body with green eyes framed by shiny red hair
she watches his cock reach full force, sees his head throbbing...
he moves down... picks up her right foot and presses his cock into her sole... rubs the head against her ankle ... moves his cock slowly into her flesh.. the searing heat attacking her soft skin
he presses into her calf... uses the head to tickle the back of her knee... he is on her thigh, his hand controlling slow, careful movements...
with his other hand, he pushes back the grey cotton... his fingers discover warmth, moisture...
the head of his cock greets her aching clit, rubs it gently as she moans
he is inside her now, hungry for her, his movements quick, strong, he is on top ... her eyes are closed, her mouth slightly open allowing whimpers to escape
while his cock thrusts and opens her warm folds, his hand massages her clit.... and her body responds, she is rocking with him, begging his cock to go deeper, harder...
and he does... he takes a long, quick stroke, pulls back, and holds... his head growing larger while his hand works magic circles on her clit...
he feels her tense up, feels her body begin the journey to ecstasy, and he speeds his fucking...
as her climax begins, her spasms massage him and he can't hold back
he leans over her, grabs her shoulders and pulls her to him
he holds her close, she returns his embrace ... it's as if they can't get close enough
they hold each other there, in the aftermath of climax, sweaty, tired, joyous
two hours later they awaken, his cock still tucked under her grey cotton, there bodies stuck together
and they kiss and fall asleep again
a third glass
maybe a fourth
it's after 11
she wears grey cotton shorts and a black tank ... and nothing more
her fiery red hair teases her shoulders
he has gone to bed 30 minutes, maybe an hour ago
she stumbles up the stairs and opens the door
he appears to be deeply sleeping, his slim, toned body completely nude under the thin sheet
she falls into bed, and his slumber is broken
her warmth brings a smile to him
he turns to her, a strong hand pulling her slight frame toward him
his first kiss lands on her neck, sleepy, lazy ... and she giggles
she lays back, arms over her head, her mind in a haze as his tongue traces her neck, his nose pushing back the hair falling at her ear ... his lips caress her lobe and she lets out a slight moan
their embace deepens and she can feel him growing, warming against her cotton-covered thigh
his hands move under her tank, pushing it up as his hot mouth finds her left breast and his tongue lashes it with appreciation ... as he reaches her nipple, she feels the weight of his cock pressing into her
he is fully awake and she is still hazy, lazy, sleepy.... she can't tell if this is real, but she's enjoying the sensations
his kisses move to her stomach, teasing her belly button as his cock drifts down to her calves...
he leans back, on his knees ... he appears to tower over her small, pale body with green eyes framed by shiny red hair
she watches his cock reach full force, sees his head throbbing...
he moves down... picks up her right foot and presses his cock into her sole... rubs the head against her ankle ... moves his cock slowly into her flesh.. the searing heat attacking her soft skin
he presses into her calf... uses the head to tickle the back of her knee... he is on her thigh, his hand controlling slow, careful movements...
with his other hand, he pushes back the grey cotton... his fingers discover warmth, moisture...
the head of his cock greets her aching clit, rubs it gently as she moans
he is inside her now, hungry for her, his movements quick, strong, he is on top ... her eyes are closed, her mouth slightly open allowing whimpers to escape
while his cock thrusts and opens her warm folds, his hand massages her clit.... and her body responds, she is rocking with him, begging his cock to go deeper, harder...
and he does... he takes a long, quick stroke, pulls back, and holds... his head growing larger while his hand works magic circles on her clit...
he feels her tense up, feels her body begin the journey to ecstasy, and he speeds his fucking...
as her climax begins, her spasms massage him and he can't hold back
he leans over her, grabs her shoulders and pulls her to him
he holds her close, she returns his embrace ... it's as if they can't get close enough
they hold each other there, in the aftermath of climax, sweaty, tired, joyous
two hours later they awaken, his cock still tucked under her grey cotton, there bodies stuck together
and they kiss and fall asleep again
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