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    Date: 2/14/2015, Categories: Flash Erotica, Author: guiltee, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    streaming a video of two naked teenage lesbians in a red car outside a supermarket. All these dirty erotic thoughts but it always seem to come down to one thing with me though, the being bent over and fucked from behind by Patrick in accounts is merely a teaser. Something to wet the appetite as they say, in my case wet the little kitten between my legs. It is indeed very juicy now, my lips moist, engorged and open for action, velvety silk walls inside desperate to be touched. Today it is a stranger, yes today I need a stranger, someone from behind the anonymous curtains. A teenage naked temptress like the one Terry was watching. Tall, slim brunette with a tanned complexion and pert breasts. I brush my mound and it sends a thrill of anticipation through me, before I ease myself on to it. My thighs feel the soft fluffy white material tickle them, my lips feel another wave of pleasure as they touch the material in anticipation of the lust they are about feel again. Eyes closed, holding on like a bucking bronco and I’m grinding slowly as the tall brunette is just pushing a strap-on into my dripping wet cunt from behind. I mimic the slow rhythm ...
    of her fucking me as I glide up and down with the motion, breathing deeply, trying to concentrate on making the orgasm build up slowly until I can release myself. ‘Come on fuck me good, yeah that’s nice’ I’m grunting in my head as I see her gorgeous toned thighs banging against my bum. ‘Wow you’re good’ slips into my head as I feel her start to rock my hips a little quicker with each impaling thrust of the dildo into my wet slopping pussy. I feel the point of no return, my thighs gripping the arm and towel as I push against the sopping wet material. ‘Fuck me hard’ squeals in my head, she slaps my bum with her hand as she does indeed fuck me harder and harder. I feel the muscles tighten, my hands gripping like a white knuckle ride and I feel it. My lips are spread, I push down in a jerking motion, getting every last sensation, my thighs and mound twitching and then the whoosh inside my pussy as I soak the towel. I stay motionless straddled on the armchair pony as I feel the aftershock once or twice. Then it’s all over, just time to shower, put the washing machine on and get the evening meal ready for the family before they get home from work.
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