I was strolling through the grocery store this afternoon. I was wearing my normal attire, my short cut off denim shorts and my normal white tank top and no bra as always. I love it when my breasts are not constricted. And it is always cold in the supermarket, so I wore my lucky flannel. As I was in the fruit section, I was feeling the melons and squeezing them to make sure they were ripe. As I was doing so, this tall dark handsome man came up from behind me. His hand had skimmed across my ass and grabbed my arm. His firm grip took me by surprise and as I had taken a glance at his face, he was already unbuttoning my flannel shirt. As hard as my nipples were, it must have turned him on because he had demanded that I take off my tank top. He then started running his hand around my nipples and eventually he was nibbling on them. Tugging and biting them, just the way I like it, but yet, I had no idea who this mysterious man was. Next thing I knew, he commanded me to unzip my shorts as he was unzipping his pants. He took my left leg and wrapped it around his neck. His tounge was pulsating against my clit as he spread my lips wide apart. I must admit, I was first scared but as soon as he licked and sucked my honey, I became more relaxed. I started grabbing for his hard cock, it must have been 8 inches and thick. I grabbed his cock and massaged his balls and then he glided right into my wet, creamy pussy. I started panting louder with each thrust. I whispered in his ear begging him for his name, but he refused. It turned me on even more to know that I was fucking a complete stranger in the middle of a grocery store in public knowing that all the customers were staring at us. As soon as the manager of the store came, my mysterious quickly disappeared. I am in search of this fine man, I hope he is reading this and calls me as soon as possible so we can finish where we left off………………….xoxo
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I started to tingle between my legs as I was driving home from the beach on Sunday. I was listening to the old song, “Leather and Lace.” It is an awesome old song and my thoughts drifted off to an old lover. He had an insatiable sexual appetite. He was much older, had a weathered sun-kissed California face. Good guy. Smart man. He rides a Harley, guitar player, passionate about his views, health nut and the most amazing lover! I remember how hot he looked his leather jacket when he would arrive at my apartment. California nights can be very chilly. He would arrive with red cheeks and I would answer the door in a very sexy lacy lingerie set. He would embrace me as soon as the door opened and kiss me. I would feel his leather jacket pressed up against my soft lace and my warm body. I loved watching him taking off that jacket because I knew everything else would come off as well. I would hang up his leather jacket for him and walk behind me whisper in my ear and comment about my lingerie. He liked lacy, see through lingerie the best. He would run his hands over the soft fabric. Sometimes he would undress me right there at the coat closet, sometimes he wouldn’t peel me out of my lace until he was ready to fuck me. He would talk dirty to me while he fucked me.
I have not seen him in several months now. Now it is your turn to create some new sexy memories with me.
Love you,
Skylar
As we touch as lovers your hands caresses my body. The first touch of your tongue on my most sensitive areas send me over the edge. Sliding my hand down wrapping it around your cock. Listening to you take a sharp deep breath as my hand moves up and down your thick shaft. I want us to take our time enjoying every second of the foreplay, feeling the anticipation build up. Teasing each other until we cant take it anymore. My body is aching to be with you. I need you to be inside of me, needing you to fill me up. I want that unbelievable feeling of your first thrust. Sharing every perfect moment with my lover.
What does Mommy always whisper in your ear?
“Remember, Baby, no lady will love you and take care of you like Mommy does.”
No lady will ever be as pretty as your Mommy Morgan. No lady will ever smell as sweet as me. No other breasts will feel as warm and safe as mine. You feel at home when your sweet boy face is nuzzled safely between my breasts. You love to touch them and play with them. I caress you tenderly and whisper, “I love you,” over and over again.
I understand what you need when you have that look in your eye and sexual tension in your voice. I know you need release. No other lady can milk you as beautifully as your Mommy Morgan.
Just relax! I promise to that I will always tend to your needs and desires, Baby.
Love you!
I love fast cars, short skirts, sex in public and hot guys.
What is about fast little car that gets a girls heart racing?
You know what I think it is? I think it is the possibility of being taken and bent over the hood of the car.
He walks you to his car after taking on a late dinner date. He pins you against his car. His cock twitches in his pants and you feel his hand run up your leg under your short skirt and forcefully grabbing your panties down. He pulls your hair to the side. You feel his hot breathe against your naked neck. His passionate kisses making something inside of you just ache and your pussy drip.
Then he pins you a little tighter against the car as he pulls your skirt up. You feel that smooth metal against your ass as he hands grab you harder. You just want to be taken, well fucked right there in the dark corner of the restaurant parking lot.
Your fingers tremble and fumble a little in the dark until you find his zipper. You smile and kiss again when you find him hot and hard. He gives you quick but incredibly hard fuck over a hot little sports car. A fuck that you never forget!
Tara
Okay, so Saturday I was doing my usual in town. It was a nice day so I was wearing daisy dukes, halter top, strappy sandals, letting it all out, just me and one of my girlfriends. We were at a sidewalk cafe downing mimosas like they were kool Aid and cat calling to all of the boys as they walked by, making complete spectacles of ourselves. We were drawing quite a bit of attention, and to be honest, I am usually much more settle with my attention seeking behaviors! I injured my shoulder at the gym last week and took my pain meds before we left, so drowning that with champagne may not have been the brightest idea, but oh well! We sat there for hours drinking and picking at a fresh fruit salad, licking our fingers and teasing the guys when they stopped to chat us up. I have no idea how many boys I spoke to that day, but later on I figured out it was at least 5. Let me explain; by 4pm my girlfriend and I were both completely trashed and had to take a cab back to my house where we both passed out in the living room. When I awoke at 9:15 pm, my girlfriend was gone but had left a sweet little note on the coffee table saying she would call me in the morning and I should give her details about the night. Details? Here’s where it gets interesting. At about a quarter to 10 there’s a knock at the door, who the hell could that be? Why it’s one of the boys from town! Apparently, I was giving out my address to these random students and telling them to come see me at 10, at least that’s what they all told me, As they began to arrive, one after the other from that point on until around 10:15 when I had 5 boys in my living room. I swear I don’t remember actually speaking to any of them, but fuck it, each one was hotter than the last so I let them all in! So there we all are, in my living room, 5 raging boners and me, so I took my top off.
“Who wants to go first?”































































































































































































