1. Aunt Karen fixed my tent


    Date: 10/8/2014, Categories: Interracial Sex, Mature, Taboo, Author: rockyharte, Rating: 94, Source: xHamster

    My dance partner Karen: a 50 year old married white French woman, medium in height, average build and with the plushest, perfectly pumped tits I have seen on a woman. She always wore a black dance outfit as if it was her uniform and it showed all the curves including her ass. Very regularly I would get to see the top part of her tits as I twirl her around the dance floor; and at the end of the night, I get to view her gorgeous pedicured red toenail feet as she slips off her dance shoes into her comfy pumps. Karen is my Aunt Audrey’s best friend. I often tease Karen by calling her aunt Karen when she has an angry episode. It pisses her off, big time! When I am at home, I lay awake at night with my cock in my hand thinking about rubbing my cock between those voluptuous tits and slapping it across her face, teasing her lips and then finally putting it in her mouth to suck on. On some nights, I would go as far as thinking about coaxing her into the toilets, pulling down her black panties and pushing my shiny black cock into her delightfully warm, and very wet pink pussy. Mmmmmm. By that point, I’d usually have shot my load all over my hand and used the tissue beside me to wipe it off. It was the day of the all-important dance competition which was being held in Blackpool. Karen and I had worked hard over 18 months to secure a place in the biggest competition of the year. Over the period, we have slugged our guts off practicing our routines and travelling from competition to ...
    completion all over the UK. We are not professionals, but we dreamed that one day, we could be professionals and travels to competitions around the world. But for now, we were content with the UK comps. At Blackpool Tower, there were hundreds of couples competing for the same glitter-ball trophy. As I looked around, I thought, “Oh my good god”, these women were absolutely dead sexy and really, really, fuck-able. Just thinking about them, was making my dick go really hard. No disrespect to my dance partner Karen – She is a stunner, but the skimpy clothes these women had on, meant you did not need to undress them. All you need was to make them wet and your cock would naturally slide past their thongs into their pussy. As I watched the women, as I walked towards the changing room, Karen caught me glimpsing and she gave me an almighty whack in the side of my rib-cage. She really bruised it a bit. She started saying something in French, but I interrupted and told her to talk English (I knew she was saying angry words in French because I started learning some of the language in the French class that I attend each week at College). She said that I should be focusing on the dancing; not ogling other women. We reached the changing rooms, and started to get changed into our Latin costumes. When we were ready, Karen looked at me and started to get cross again. I thought “now what the fuck?” She looked at me, looked half way down, then looked back at up me. She did this for what seemed liked ...
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