1. 'True Story b*o:' A diamond in the rough


    Date: 7/8/2015, Categories: Fetish, First Time, Mature, Author: evilmulder666, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    &#034She came riding fast, like a phoenix out of fire flames ...&#034 She swept into my life like a bad storm settling over a beach littered with families on holiday. An internet find, from a random dating site I'd long given up on. Turns out we have history - from the same small town, with some distant relatives together through marriage. Turns out we also have some similar tragedy in our lives - addiction, broken families, broken marriages, pain, abuse. Eight years my junior, she proved an untamed counterpoint to life I'd lived that was only slightly more stable; the paths that she spoke of were paths riddled with excuses and mistakes and lies, paths beaten down and well-trod by us both. We bonded quickly, and found ourselves wanting to meet faster than expected. I picked her up near her home, and found her as adorable as her pictures would suggest: short, curvy, tan, arms muscled and hands calloused from years of backbreaking labor in various factories - a fair contrast to my Casual Male, button-down nature. There was a sad insecurity about her as she spoke of her life, a quality that only further solidified my desire for this tough yet somehow delicate whisp of a woman. We grabbed up some drinks, and went back to my house. We talked, we listened to music, we reflected on the paths that had been so diverse yet somehow diverged enough to bring us into one another's lives. Then she turned to me, and with arms around my neck smiled sweetly through the haze. &#034I'm going to ...
    use you, now.&#034 &#034Oh, use me?&#034 I mused. &#034Whatever do you mean?&#034 &#034Well,&#034 she purred, &#034I don't want a boyfriend right now, but I wouldn't mind some tenderness. And some cock.&#034 &#034Ah,&#034 I nodded. &#034Fortunately I have plenty of both to give.&#034 Her tongue found its way into my mouth, warm and soft and redolent of whiskey. I cradled her face in my hands, relishing the closeness and and sweetness that grew quickly with passion. She lay down on the couch, stretching catlike with a demure smile on her tanned face. She tugged her shirt up over her soft belly; I ran my tongue down its length and planted feathery kisses in circles around the small indent of her navel. She gasped. &#034No one has kissed my belly in fuckin' years,&#034 she said with a moan. &#034I forgot how much I love it.&#034 &#034That is a goddamn crime, baby,&#034 I answered, licking tiny trails around the curves of her hips and stomach. &#034Oh my god,&#034 she groaned, writhing her hips into the sofa cushions. &#034I am so wet right now.&#034 Unconvinced, I sat up and decided to check that condition for myself. I slipped a hand into the waist of her jeans, and caressed her mound through her panties, feeling the lump of her hood piercing against the tip of my middle finger - a novelty I'd not yet encountered in a sex partner, and one I was immediately fascinated by. She moaned again, and shifted her hips forward. Her thighs parted and with a quick gesture my fingers found ...
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