The Glass Dildo and You
It doesn’t get much hotter than a woman who masturbates for me. Especially when she uses a toy. The eroticism peaks for me when it’s a glass dildo. Holy christ I love the glass toy fucking a hot wet pussy!
I scoured for and stole some incredible images of the glass dildo and the pussy meeting in perfect harmony. Now if I could just crawl into one of these photos!
Enjoy!
My FAVORITE pic of all time!
Phone Sex Confessions
This isn’t a story but more of a confessional. One of my rare blog entries that really is just me yapping.
I’ll admit it, I’ve had quite a bit of phone sex. And I fucking love it! Back in the early Internet days (at least mine that is…1995-ish) I would stalk live chat rooms with all the other desperate folks out there into the late hours of the evening (and morning), looking for hot and bothered women in adult-themed rooms.
A lot of one on one conversations were started and continued on for some time as a result of many of those nights and there were quite a few that turned into phone sex. One of the most appealing things to me is knowing a woman wants to do it…BAD! That she aches to hear me and for me to make her cum and is dying to touch herself (with or without toy) and cum hard and loud for me.
When most people think of phone sex they think of the whispery voiced, high pitched or low pitched women answering the 900 number or back in the day – 976 number (yes I did waste money on those too). The other thought is “what are you doing right now?” “Oh, uh, ah, I’m touching myself. How about you?” etc., etc. Or lastly, just the moaning and groaning as each party masturbates or pretends to masturbate.
When I first ventured into phone sex beyond the professional money pits, I approached it like I did chatting and writing…I was and am descriptive. I use words to describe the tingling sensation of my tongue sliding down your spine as your rock hard nipples press against the cold window pane creating a power hot and cold sensation through your body.
Of course the bonus, for me and hopefully for the woman on the other end, is that you can hear the breathing, moaning and instant reactions while each person actually does masturbate. Because the truth is, for me, the turn on comes from knowing you are mastrubating and cumming to my words and the thought of me making you cum live and in person. Just as it is in person I love to know when you cum and I love to hear you tell me you’re cumming and to hear you gasp, tremble, moan and maybe even scream.
I haven’t done this in a very long time. Honestly. If I think really hard (never hard enough to hurt myself though), I’d say it’s been over 5 years. Now that is A LONG TIME considering I almost did it nightly with new or existing phone sex partners for a good year to two years at one stretch.
The last time I did it I was in my car believe it or not. It was in a parking garage at work around lunch time. I scooted the seat back, had my handy little bottle of lotion (that I always have near me) and my phone. It was with a woman that I not only met online years before and met in person one time…for a weekend in a city that neither one of us lived in. We did not leave that hotel room ONCE!
She got back in touch with me after years and it wasn’t long before we were on the phone and I could hear her vibrator buzzing as she breathed so heavy, moaning softer then louder until she exploded for me…all while I told her exactly how I’d be fucking her if I were right there with her at that moment.
Occasionally, I’ve run across a partner who I too have enjoyed listening to talk beyond just her sounds of masturbation, moaning and cumming. But I do love a woman that talks!
Part of this rambling is simply to share the fact that I look at phone sex as a morphing of the heavy breathing and moaning and how I write. I love to be descriptive when I talk and I love to actually talk. It’s also much more personal and of course I don’t talk like I’m reading a fucking story with “she did this” and “then we did that”. Making it personal is the best part.
The tricky part with me these days is finding the time. I can’t accomplish this shit at home anymore unless I am all alone or I do it somewhere like my car in the middle of the day. At least I’m off work every other Friday! 
So, anyone that wants to call me, here my phone number: (83…
Ha! Like I would do that!
Getting off on the phone is hot!
The Commuters pt. 3
Could the day go any fucking slower? That’s all I can think as I try to work but relentlessly focus on Colleen, the past two morning commutes on the bus and what lie ahead this evening.
About 10:20am, I’m almost immersed in what I am doing and my phone vibrates. Thinking nothing of it, since I pretty much get text messages from buddies every day bitching about work or women, I don’t jump to my phone right away. A few minutes later, I grab it out of my pocket and flip it open.
My heart jumps. Oh shit! It’s her. Colleen sent me a text. My eyes are almost watering with excitement as my heart races as press to read it.
“I am going to make you scream tonight! ~xoxo C”
In addition to losing my breath in a gasp for air I feel my cock grow in my pants. I am so beside myself right now I can’t describe it. Am I up to this? I may have a fucking heart attack! I haven’t been with a woman in 10 months and that wasn’t all that great. Colleen is like this gorgeous, sexual specialist and I’m…well, I’m just…me.
Okay, I get my head together and figure out that the first thing I have to do is text her back. Then I masturbate again. >reply<
“Not as loud as I make you scream!” is my response to her.
She’s back quickly, “Ooh, sounds like a challenge! Bring it on…bitch!”
I let out a laugh just as my assistant walks by my door. “Something funny?” she asks with a grin.
“Oh, just a text from a friend being weird” I reply. She continues on after nodding suspiciously. After which I get up with my cock poking against my pants I quickly close and lock the door.
The belt undone and the pants drop, pushing down my underwear with them, making my cock bounce out. I sit down on my chair and quickly grab my cock. I start stroking it as I imagine Colleen and I kind of battling to please each other, first her stripping for me and sucking my cock and then me pinning her to a doorway, kneeling beneath her as I lick her clit.
Stroking my cock faster, I feel my cum building. I’m so fucking turned on that even though I just came a couple of hours ago, I’m ready to pop again. I pull my trash can closer and scoot to the edge of my chair. My body tenses as I start to shoot cum straight down into the can. Breathing hard, I quickly clean up again and try to get back to work.
I wanted to do it again by the end of the work day but I didn’t. I decided to save some for Colleen and I knew I’d need my energy! I picked up a bottle of wine before heading to Colleen’s house.
I rang the door bell of her very nice townhome. I knew the night was going to be unforgettable, but it was only reinforced when she opened the door in nothing but a tight black tank top and very small lace panties that hugged her so very tight. She stand there, head propped to the side with a wicked grin on her face. The only words out of her mouth…
“You are so mine” as the grin turns to more a determined aggression. She grabs me by the tie and yanks me in the door, kissing me hard as she slams the door behind me. We moan into each other mouths as we kiss passionately, our tongues lashing and fighting one another.
I put the wine down on the foyer table and drop my keys. Colleen loosens my tie and feverishly gets my shirt open and peeled down me, pushing me back against her front door. Her lips and tongue start moving from my mouth to my neck and down my chest and over my nipples, one at a time. My hands slide down over her back as hers work on my pants, getting them undone and down.
Colleen drops to her knees, looking up at me as she rubs my hard cock through my underwear, moaning and licking her lips as she does. The view of her cleavage in the tight tank is goregeous and her incredible eyes piercing me with her short spikey hair makes my cock pulsate and throb under her touch. She peels down my underwear, just low enough to let my cock pop out…she growls playfully as she lashes at it with her tongue, making it bounce more than it already is.
“Mmmmmm, lively!” she says in a deep voice as she pops the head into her mouth and clamps her lips down tight. Then pops it back out. “Fuck, it’s a piece of art Jeff!” she exlcaims as she pulls off my underwear completely. With both hands, Collen takes my cock and slides it over her face….cheeks, lips, nose, eyes. I’m completely absorbed as I watch her and feel her smooth skin on my cock.
Then in one fell swoop, she dives down onto my cock, sucking it deep into her mouth. I moan LOUD as I bang the door with my fist that I’m leaned against. She pulls off, “like that a little huh?” she grins up at me. “I have a better idea!” and she quickly stands and guides me to her large tan leather sofa.
She plops down and grabs my hand, guiding me to get up on the couch, which I do. I straddle her, standing on each side of her as she pulls me closer. She leans her head back on the sofa, bringing me over her face, making my knees hit the back of the couch. She opens wide.
Needing no more prompting I lean forward and put one hand on the back of the couch and grab my cock with other, pointing down and sliding it into that open hole. I let go and hold onto the couch with two hands as I start to fuck her mouth. Her hands, fingers and nails slide up and down the backs of my legs as she moans and groans on my cock.
The view is unbelievable as I watch my cock fuck her face from above. She slides a finger up to my ass and teases it before slowly working it inside. Groaning deep, I fuck her mouth a little faster as she pushes deeper and massages, knowing that this is only going to make me cum faster and definitely harder.
“Oh fuck yeah!!” I yell out as I reach down and grab her face in my hands as I start to shoot cum down her throat. I lift up in time to see some of my cum exploding down into her and some of it splashes out on her lips and chin. Her finger holding deep in my ass, she reaches up with the hand and strokes me, making me moan more while squeezing out every drop.
“Your turn now!” I say as I jump off the couch and hurry down between her legs, not letting her move and peeling off her soaked, pretty pink panties. You see, she is poistioned where most of her hips and ass are off the couch. Her feet planted flat on the floor to support herself. I kneel between those legs as I push them out wider. She gasps as I dive right into that neatly trimmed, perfect pussy.
I wrap my arms under and around her thighs, almost lifting them up onto my shoulders and as she grabs the couch and nearly screams while my tongue shoves into her pussy as far as it will reach. Her pussy is electric – so hot and soaking wet. My face is immediately drenched as I bury into her, not even worrying about breathing. “Jeff!!! HOLY FUCK!!!” she screams loud. My nose is pushing against her rock hard clit as I tongue fuck her. Finally, I slurp up her clit and begin to lick it fanatically. Her body starts bucking as I move arm back down and slide a finger up into her pussy. So tight around it, I can’t imagine what my cock will feel like. I finger her pussy deep as I devour her clit.
Colleen is thrashing her head from side to side, slapping and grabbing the leather on the couch as I start to finger her a little harder…a little faster and apply more pressure on her clit with my tongue as I don’t let up on it for a second. She practically does a sit, grabbing my head HARD with two hands, not breathing and then letting out the loudest screech of a scream as I feel her cum pour out of her. Creamy and white, all over my finger and face, I do everything I can to lap it up, but every time I touch Colleen’s clit she jumps. Panting wildly, she collapses back onto the couch.
Out of breath…”you fucker!” she says as she laughs. “You weren’t fucking kidding about making me scream, were you?” she continues. “I’m starved! How about you?” she says excitedly. She was amazing. She acted as if we’ve known each other for years, yet the excitement of not knowing each other at all was over the top.
“Absolutely!” I reply to her food offer. And she tells me she has cooked and everything is ready. She explained as we ate in half our clothing that she wanted to do this right off the bat so the evening would not feel awkward at all from here on out. I just loved that.
We enjoyed wine and a wonderful chicken parmesean dinner. The flirting during dinner was so fun and sexy and by the time bottle number 2 of the wine was well broken into, her foot was sliding over my cock through my underwear under the table. No surprise that she made it hard as she has such a talent doing so.
I stand up and clear the table. “You don’t have to do that!” she exclaims. I look at her and tell her that I have to in order to get her ass up on the table where I am going to fuck her hard. “Jeff!!! You fucking sexy stud!” she yells out as she pops up and strips off every bit of clothing just in time to climb up onto the table. She crawls over to me on all fours and kisses me as I remove the little clothing I had on. We kiss.
I grab her and move her onto her back, pulling her ass to the very edge of the table by grabbing her thighs again from underneath. I pin her legs up against my torso and chest as I grab my cock and tease her hot pussy with my cock head. Colleen whispers, “oh yeah Jeff, give me that cock…I’ve been dying to for you to fill ….” and before she could finish I shove it in, holding my cock, guiding it and driving it in deep. She’s tight. But so wet. She arches her back from the table as I do what she wanted…fill her. So full. I can feel her pussy stretching around the thickness of my cock and while I’m not even all the way inside of her, I feel as if I may not make it all the way in.
She gasping for air as her arms out stretch on the large oak table, grabbing the sides, arching her back and biting her lip. My hands grab the backs of her knees and push them back toward her, opening her wider as I circle my hips and push deeper. “OHHHHH GOD!!!!” Collen yells out in a throaty voice. Her ass hanging off the edge of the table as she makes that perfect arch with her back, occasionally dropping it down flat causing me to be in her at a different angle.
I start moving in and out. Her wetness is glistening off my cock as I see it come out of her before pushing back in deep. Still can’t seem to get all the way in. My cock is not huge, but definitely on the larger side of average, but have always been told very thick. I’ve never felt a woman so tight before. As I begin to fuck her faster, that seems to do something to her as her hips begin to move and the more turned on she gets the deeper I get until I am slamming her pussy as to the base of my cock, using every inch of me to fuck her hard on her dining room table.
The candles are shaking causing some to go out from the wet wax splashing. Colleen grabs one and and dips her finger into the hot wax, followed by spreading it on her nipple. This causes me to fuck her even harder as I hold her legs tight. Colleen lets out a scream as she pinches that nipple with the now drying wax, “I’m cumming!!!!” as I change my motion to hard, deliberate pounding from tip to base as he cums all over my cock.
“Don’t think you’re done!” I say agressively as I pull out of her and whip her over onto her stomach, dragging her against the wood table, so she is straddling a corner, laying face down. Her perfect shaped ass is delicious. I grab the wine bottle that is still about 1/4 full, kneel behind her and push the thin part of the bottle into her her pussy. “WHAT THE FUCK!?!?! OH GOD YES!!!! YOU FUCKING KINKY ASS!” Colleen screams out.
As I fuck her with the wine bottle, it splashes around and up into her. I lean in and begin to lick my way down the crack of her smooth as. I’m moving the bottle slowly, but occassionaly pushing it in fast which causes the wine to jump up. Colleen is panting as she holds onto the table, her face planted flat against it. I pull out the bottle slowly and start to poor it over her ass. “Ohhhhhh my god!!!” she says slowly as I start lapping it up offer he ass, ass crack and asshole.
Her whole backside is soaked from wine. It’s dripping onto her back, down her crack and over her pussy. Her ass soaking wet is hotter than hell. I rub the neck of the bottle between her ass cheeks, stopping at her hole as I lean down and tongue the hole of the bottle while it’s pressed against her asshole. She quivers as she props herself up a little on her knees, spreading her wider apart.
I push my tongue against her ass harder and shove it in. “HOLY FUCK!” Colleen yells out. As I tongue her asshole I continue to move the bottle around my tongue, keeping it against her skin. I pull my tongue out and press the bottle against her asshole. Colleen immediately reaches down with one hand and begins to rub her clit fast. I push. Slowly. Opening her ass with the tip of the wine bottle. She is soaked from her cum, juices and me emptying the wine on her. She’s able to relax and take the tip of the bottle into her ass as she grunts loud.
Her hand is working her clit feverishly as I spin the bottle slowly while it’s just barely in her ass. “oh fuck. god. damn. you….make…..oh fuck Jeff…..here I …. cummmmmm again!!!!” Colleen gets out as she tightens up so hard the bottle pops out of her ass and pushes her knees together, lifting up and cumming again, this time on her fingers.
She is so out of breath, but not out of energy. Colleen slides off the table and kisses me deep as she grabs my and cock and sculpts it with her hands. She guides me BY my cock, grabbing it and pull me, making me walk and follow her to her bedroom. She playfully throws me onto the bed and commands me to lie down on my back.
I do and my pole is sticking straight the fuck up in the air. She has a large bed with a canopy. As she climbs up and stands over me she slides her hands over her body, moving up and grabbing the top crossing bars of the bed. She grinds over me. Above me. Dancing slowly, showing off her incredible physique. She reaches down with one hand and rubs her pussy while she moves. I lay with my arms above my head as my cock dances with her, bouncing and throbbing from the excitement.
Colleen then does something on woman as ever done to me. She moves down to my feet and lowers herself, sliding her pussy over my toes and feet. She’s squatting as she moves slowly up over my ankle and lower leg…up to my knee. She is dragging her wet, hot pussy over every inch of my body. I watch in amazement as it turns both of us on incredibly. Using her hands on me to hold herself up as she glides that wet pussy my thigh and right over my cock, pushing it flat against my stomach as she keeps going up, over my stomach and chest.
She’s right at my chin as I look up at her while she positions her feel on either side of my head. “Now no licking!” she commands and I nod in agreement as she pushes down and drags those lips over my chin and up…over my lips, nose, eyes and forehead, then all the way back down to my chin again, painting my face with her pussy.
She stands up, walks back down and kneels around me, sitting back as she reaches for my cock and guides it against her pussy, pushing down and into her pussy. She puts both hands on my chest as she arches her back, throws her head back and sits down all the way, taking every inch of my hardness into her. We both moan loud as she grinds up and back.
Her drive is immense and I am only lucky tonight that I am able to keep up so far. As Collen locks eyes with me, keeping me buried deep inside of her, she rocks back and forth, up and back as she leans foward. Her hips move enough to cause my cock to thrust in and out of her, but she’s not lifting up and down, she’s positioned so her clit grinds hard agaisnt me as my cock slides in and of her.
Her fingernails dig into my chest as she starts to thrash her head around. I can’t help but think as I lose my breath more and more that I this woman is a maniac or a nymph. She is going to cum again! Her grinding is faster now. Harder as she asks me to talk dirty to her. I’m never one to disappoint.
“C’mon you fucking whore! You want that cock? You want to cum on that cock huh? You can’t fuckin;’ do it again…c’mon SLUT! Show me you deserve that fucking cock! Prove it bitch! Prove your fucking cunt is worth a shit!”
This puts her over the edge as she grinds so fast and begins to shake uncontrollably and cums all over my cock hard. Like a fucking prize figher she sits up onto my cock with determination to keep going. More like a marathon runner. My eyes wide,she turns around and mounts me facing my feet so I have the perfect view. My favorite view. She grabs my ankles and mounts my cock, fucking it hard which send me over the edge fast. “Oh FUCK Colleen, here I cum!!!!” She hops off and strokes it a few times before I explode all over her tits. She rubs my cock all over her tits, spreading my cum all over her.
Finally, Colleen crawls up me and collapses on me. We both crash for a few hours, waking up in the middle of the night. I whisper to her, “Are we catching the bus soon?” Colleen smiles. “Let’s stay home. ” she whispers back.
Dirty Photos for Today
I know I am on tap for a When Sex Bloggers Meet part 2 and a part 3 for The Commuters, but I just felt like sharing a few photos that I make me shiver, quiver and…well, get off!
I must be a very visual mood today. I think I am going to be visiting this post more than anyone.
My FAVORITE sexual position!
Caption for this photo? HEAVEN!
God bless soap and the two handed jerk
Caught in the act at work
And lastly,
Not sure how to describe how badly this photo makes me want to wildly ravage her...or you.
The Commuters pt. 2
Talk about being distracted all day at work. I could not focus on anything but the morning’s commute in on the bus and what tomorrow morning would entail, not to mention the possibility of getting Colleen all to myself.
Throughout the day, I locked my office door two different times and masturbated thinking about all that. I desperately wished I could have gotten ahold of her during the day in case I didn’t see her tomorrow. I felt like I had to thank her at least!
I could not sleep that night and when it was finally time to make my way to the bus again, I was giddy and about 30 minutes early! First one on the bus and right back to my backseat bench, I put my briefcase out beside to me to try and make it look like I wasn’t letting anyone sit there…but I just wanted to make sure no one BUT Colleen sat there.
The bus filled up and were minutes from leaving. My heart sank and thought this was going to be some kind of one-time deal that I would only write about on a blog (LOL). The doors closed, lights went out and the engine rumbled.
<sigh> Damn!
The bus jerked on it’s brakes. The doors opened, lights came on and in walks Colleen. My heart sped up immediately and I tried to at least LOOK like I was composed, even though I was far from it.
She thanked the bus driver for stopping and opening the doors for her. A little out of breath, she makes her way back. I can see guys looking up at her, hoping and praying that she sits in the empty seat next to them. Afterall, today she was sporting a black skirt (much shorter than yesterday), well above the thigh and only a baby blue blouse that showed off her figure and incredible breasts that looked to easily be D cups. No jacket. But she did have black heels again.
She caught my eye as the bus closed the doors again and the lights went out and she walked directly back to me and looked down at my briefcase that I immediately grabbed and threw to the floor on the other side of me. Before she sat and as the bus began to move she motioned for me to scoot over, toward her so she could scoot by and sit by the window and be positioned behind the seats in front of us.
I did that and she sat. When she did, her skirt rose even higher exposing the smoothest, longest set of legs that made want to lick every inch of them. She caught her breath and grinned at me, “How are you this morning Jeffrey?” I chuckled and replied, “Just fine and you Colleen?”
“Soaked!” she whispered as she grabbed my hand and shoved it between her legs. I shouldn’t be shocked anymore…not after yesterday. But I was. She pushed my hand between her thighs and up her skirt as she spread her legs and guided me to her pussy that was soaked and completely exposed as she was wearing no panties.
I didn’t hesitate as she let go of my hand and I rubbed her wet lips up and down as her hips reacted to me, grinding in the seat. She reached up and grabbed the leather handle above her window and put her other arm up on the seat back. I pushed a finger up into her and she gasped. As my middle finger fucked her, I found her hard clit with my thumb and rubbed in a circular motion. She looked me dead in the eyes and nodded in encouragement as she breathed harder.
I added a second finger up into her and by now I am leaned over as she sit on my left side and I am using my right hand. She lets out little whimpers that are easily covered up by the bus engine but I can hear them clearly.
All I can think about about is how fucking wild this woman is. I only know her first name. Nothing else about her. I’ve been around her for no more than two hours on a bus total and she’s already given me a handjob (see pt. 1) and now I am finger fucking her and rubbing her clit.
Her hips are grinding much more deliberately now as her wetness is all over my fingers and whole hand. She doesn’t seem to care about her skirt or the seat at this point. I push down harder on her clit with my thumb and begin to move it faster as I shove my two fingers inside of her harder as well.
It almost feels like I am about to cum in my own pants as she approaches orgasm. The turn-on of all this is over the top to me. Colleen raises her hips and ass up off the seat and I start driving my fingers into her faster and harder as my thumb pushes her clit each time I hit deep inside of her. Short, queiet grunts are coming out of her now as she pushes her head back against the seat hard, arches her back and shakes wildly…cumming all over my hand. I slow down and hold my fingers in her as she relaxes and sits back down. Her pussy squeezes so tight as it contracts and expands it pushes my fingers out of her.
She grabs my hand and pulls it up to her mouth, sucking my fingers into her mouth, moaning softly as she tastes her cum and juices. Then she pushes my hand to me and I do the same, tasting her all over me. She settles back in her seat, pulling her skirt back down as far as it will go down and regains her composure. Not saying a word, she turns on the reading light above her, pulls out her make-up out of her purse and checks herself in her mirror, touching up her face here and there.
I watch her in amazement. As if this is normal, everyday behavior. It’s crazy! She grabs a tissue out of her purse and hands it to me and I clean off my hand. She takes another and reaches down and up her skirt, cleaning herself off as well. I’m thinking, surely she has a wet spot on the back of that skirt!
Well this time, we’re still a good while from our first stop, that she gets off at. We sit for a few mintues after she’s done re-touching and cleaning and she pulls out her phone. “Give me your number?” she asks. I do. She types away and then I feel my phone vibrate. I pull it out and there is a text message from her…”here’s my number too!” it says.
“Thank you” I say to her as I keep my eyes on her with what I am sure is a stupid-ass grin. She looks at me and back at her phone. She types. My phone goes off again. “Meet me at my house tonight; 2343 Terrace View Ln. at 9pm and plan on an all-nighter, k?”
I find it hilarious that she has this tone that is so forward and confident, yet she still asks me instead of demanding and she is so sweet about it all. I type back, “k”.
She leans over to me and kisses my ear softly before whispering, “This is not normal for me by the way, but if you’re having fun so far, so am I”. I decide to be a little more forward and play the game and lean next to her ear, “Just be ready to lose your voice from screaming orgasm after screaming orgasm tonight!” and then I bite her ear lobe gently before licking the inside of her ear. She moans a little louder then and we both look around quickly to see if anyone looks at us.
The bus stops, opens the doors and lights come on. “Your stop.” I say and I scoot out so she can get out. As she gets up, place my and on her ass and she looks back at me quickly with her eyes wide open and a wicked grin on her face. “See you tonight” she says as she leaves.
Okay, so if yesterday was torture at work, today was going to be even worse! And I have GOT to figure out how I’m going to get off the bus and walk the block to work with a raging hard-on! I need to polish this off as quickly as I can.
I keep my briefcase in front me, pressed as tight as I can the whole way. As soon as I get to work I tell my assistant that I’d be busy for a few mintues and that I’ll open my door when I’m available. I locked the door behind me, threw down my stuff and quickly undid my belt and got my pants and boxers down around my ankles. I was SWOLLEN and throbbing!
I stood at the end of my desk and took my cock in my hand imagining Colleen in the bus, what she was wearing, me fingering her and the feeling of that velvety pussy. I stroked my cock in my left hand, long, fast strokes. I knew it wouldn’t take me long. I breathed harder as I looked down and watched my hand work on my cock. One more thought…tonight. Imagining fucking her all night, in every position, no noise restrictions due to the bus and making her scream as she cums on my cock while I pound her pussy wrecklessly.
That did it. I moaned out loud as I started to cum. Milking the cum out of me, I kept stroking and squeezing as a big load of cum shoots onto my desk. I slow it down and squeeze as I pant hard with my mouth open. Shaking out the last drops of cum. I grab a tissue and clean up the tip of my cock and then my desk before getting dressed.
I knew I’d be doing this again today at least once, but at least I knew I had an erotic, if not down right dirty night of sex ahead of me.
[Maybe a part 3...yes? or no? ]
