1. Men are not Boys


    Date: 10/8/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: WetWithWords, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    your dirty little slut now, Daddy!" she moaned out. He stopped, raised up behind her and pulled her close to him. She could smell herself on him and it made her crazy with passion. She arched her back and pressed her ass against him. "I'll fuck my little slut when I'm ready, princess!" He pushed her away slightly and turned her around. He pulled her close and kissed her hard. She knew where he had been, knew that the wetness on his face was hers, and could smell it. It made her feel even more dirty. She kissed him back hard, not caring where he had been, letting the passion overwhelm her. He pulled away from her kiss and they locked eyes. "Get down on your knees!" She felt a grin spread across her face and she began to lower into a squat. She unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants. She pulled the zipper down and pulled his pants away with his boxers. She knelt down with her right knee between his legs and he stepped out of his pants. She kissed his thigh, then is other thigh. Her hands reached up and found his swollen member and she grabbed it firmly with both hands. It was heavy and thick in her hands as she began to stroke. She looked up and saw him raise his hands and put them on his head as she stroked. She rose up and took him in her mouth, the salt of his excitement on the tip. She began to suck and started to move in and out along his shaft. "That's a good girl," he moaned. She let go with her hands and tried to take as much of him as she could. She pulled ...
    slightly away from him and grabbed him with one hand and began to stroke, spreading her saliva across his throbbing cock. He looked down at her and smiled. She looked back up at him and ran her tongue from the base of his cock a cross the tender under section to his salty tip. He tasted like raw sex, and she loved it. He gestured for her to stand, and she obeyed. He took her by the hand and walked away from the window toward the couch and ottoman. He stopped short of the both and gestured for her to get on the ottoman. She got down on all fours, like she was supposed to and arched her back, lifting her ass up to him as far as she could. She turned her head so she could watch him. He locked eyes with her then she watched as he bent down. As he bit down, pain and pleasure erupted from the left side of her butt. She felt him release, then felt as his tongue entered her. It felt amazing as she felt him taste every part of her hungry pussy. She started to loose herself in his need to devour her again. "You taste so sweet, now I think I'll fuck my little slut," he said as he pulled away. She felt a hand on her left hip, then felt a burst of pleasure race through her three times as she felt him slap his heavy cock against her. "Fuck me!" she moaned, wanting to feel herself stretch around his veiny manhood. At first she felt the girth of his bare cock head spread her lips apart, and slowly she felt it start to enter, inch by blissful inch; she felt him press into her. She felt as every vein ...
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