1. Looking For Men, Took One Home, For Daughter


    Date: 10/2/2014, Categories: Group Sex, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: MarieL, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    asked me, 'If you put them on now', I replied, and I watched her crumble them in her hand and walk away. I was light-headed and tipsy, the hard liqueur was doing it's job, and my urgent need was adding to my inflamed body. 'I think you have a friend in Suzy', he said, 'you like girls'? I lit another cigarette, 'Yes I do', I replied, it had been many years since I went to bed with one, but right now I would drop on all fours and willingly take on a pack of dogs, so yes I was open to suggestions. 'Slide towards me' he ordered, and I did as he bade, my legs parting as his was between mine. He reached under the table and touched my inner thigh, and I could feel his rough skin catch on the nylon fabric of my stockings, until he touched the warmth of my soft skin, the silkiness and smoothness, inches from the wet lips of my cunt. He heard me catch my breath as his fingertip touched my labia, and it opened like a flower, parting in expectation, 'You like to have your cunt touched', he stated boldly, I squirmed and slid forward to get some penetration, ignoring his comment? He toyed with my labia, sliding up and down my wetness, he could feel the slight suction of my hole drawing on his fingertip as I tried in vain to suck him inside. I was angry with his teasing and toying, agitated, 'We need to go', I said, adding 'Now', with venom, I had never been on heat for a man like this before, and I was begging behind the veneer of anger, and he knew it. 'Are you married', he asked me ...
    calmly, 'What has that to do with it', I answered? 'I need to gauge your need', he tormented. 'What'! I paused a little, 'I want a fuck, just a fuck, what else is there to know', I demanded? 'Not for you but for me', he replied. 'You need inspiration', I asked him? He nodded, and as strange as it sounded, I thought I understood. 'Divorced, and I am 35, with a daughter aged 14, we live alone, and I like to fuck men'. I managed to blurt it all out in one go, 'Can we go now', and as I said it I looked at the clock again, it was 18:45, and he saw me looking. 'Your daughter, she will be waiting', I nodded? 'Call her', he ordered. I saw a momentary flash in his eye, as if my daughter meant something important, and why not, perhaps my f******n year old daughter would be like her mother, I reached into my bag ad brought out my phone, I could see his eyes light-up, he was turned on. The phone rang and Kirsty answered, she sounded sweet, 'Hi baby', I said, 'I am with a friend and will be another hour or so', I continued. 'Let me speak to her', I surrendered my phone to him and lit another cigarette. 'Hi Kirsty, I'm Brian, an acquaintance of your mums, how are you'? He was polite and the use of the word 'acquaintance', appropriate, as my daughter fully understood my affliction. 'What are you doing sweetheart', he was drooling down the fucking phone to her? 'Watching a movie', her voice sounded tremulous, she was talking to one of her mother's e****ts for sex, I could only imagine what was ...