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Red Velvet Dress

Red velvet dress, sweet round derriere, waist, killer cleavage and a face to eat on summarized it.
“Am going in” That’s what I told my boys at the bar. I knew she was waay outta my league but a dude gotta do what you gotta do… to get laid.
“Hey can I sit?” She looked at my dressing maybe a bit disappointed but she decided she got nothing to lose. We sat there giving her my best of jokes with my treading carefully knowing that a misstep would surely get me packing.
“What do you do?” she asked.
“I deal in forensics” Which is clearly a white lie. Am broke as hell. Living on savings since I lost my last jobs and not been able to secure one. You remember I said waay out of my league. Chic was a lawyer…hell an advocate of some court I couldn’t remember. My concentration the whole time was on her killer rack the whole time.
We talked a lot and I couldn’t tell If it was my killer jokes or was the liquor taking a toll on her, Nevertheless I was liking it. I knew I had scored when she said “Let’s get out of here…” Well I knew where all this was going…

We reached her apartment door and she couldn’t keep her hands to her self anymore. She was all over me and till I managed to help her open the door. After the door was closed she led me upstairs. I couldn’t keep my eyes of her as the dress hugged her hips and butt snuggly. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her nicely rounded ass.
At her room she stared preening herself for me, running her hands down her body, turning and swaying her hips and allowing me a full scope of her appearance. She stood beside me as I settled on the bed, her perfect round tits about eye level.
“Open my zipper at the back” I had not noticed the zipper at the back. I turned her around with her back to me and pulled the zipper to the top of the crease on her butt…and guess what. No bra…
As her tits popped out I paused, her surprisingly long nipples jutting out at me, and couldn’t resist the urge to lick the tips. I could feel her body melt in my hands as she met my lips with hers. Her lips were hungry, her tongue active as she straddled my legs.
She was breathing heavily. I circled my hands in behind her butt, caressed her little cheeks and pulled her close to me while still sitting on the bed, kissing her belly and top of her bush, nuzzling and licking her page. She clutched my head to her while moaning, blessing me in her waters. Her skin was hot and burning to my touch. My Omuzigidi jammed along her belly and she turned down to relieve it from the pressures of my shorts.
Our mouths met in a wild kiss and her small hands encircled my shaft. We groaned as the knob of my shaft slipped between her legs gouging it way along her slippery hot wet page. I wanted to have her right there while she was aroused but decided to push a mile longer. She began to rock back and forth as I slipped one finger inside her followed by another as she gasped in bliss.
“Ooh God. We are going to do it, aren’t we? You are going to take me ain’t you?”
I worked my knees further between her legs and pulled her sweet little ass towards me until her little paged loomed over my shaft. I allowed her to adjust and settle down on it as we continued tonging each other. I let her grind at her own speed, her arms went around my neck as her little ass began pounding me. She was doing all the work while I was enjoying the ride. I worked a finger down her clit and could feel her body trembling at that touch. Her page clutched my shaft and a wave ran through my body.
Figuring she couldn’t grind no more I turned her down on her bed on the good old sweet mission we all love. Her fingernails were deep in my back skin; she was holding me tight. I began feeling a surge from my balls…
Evening went and moaning came (pun intended) that was…well… I couldn’t remember her name. I also think I didn’t ask. MaSiGaWRITES

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CRUSH HIT

                                                      CRUSH HIT

I thought she was hot. I still think she hella hot. I had crushed on her for quite a while but there was just no way I was going to tell her. I didn’t even tell my boys because my respect would fade. So I just sucked it in as it should be.
I thought she was beautiful and I craved for her badly. We were friends but dated other people, we just kept on keeping in touch but I couldn’t bring myself to tell her that I had hots for her. We flirted for some time but I knew it was only some text and phone. I knew I couldn’t reach her level. Something that started as an innocent crush, had grown into a full grown fantasy.
So this one time we had gone out with some friends just to hang. We drank a lot of beer that day and it was really a good time. It started getting cold and we walked to the parking lot to wait for a friend who had a car. We talked for a while and before I knew it we were kissing.
My hands began groping her, running through her hair and rubbing her round derriere, feeling her full breasts as we kissed harder. I slowly unbuttoned her shirt and opened it to expose her bra clad breasts. I could feel my cock begin to awaken in my trousers. We kissed more passionately as I slid her bra down. Her nipples became hard immediately they were hit with the cold air. I kissed her hard nipple and licked her hard nipple with my tongue, she was breathing heavily now and deeply with sighs of bliss.
I stopped for a moment and looked at her. Here I was with the girl of my fantasy. I just couldn’t control myself anymore. My hand travelled down her stomach and she didn’t stop me as I unbuttoned her jeans. She kissed me harder. My hand dove under her panties and over her small bush. She sighed deeply again as my fingers found her cunt and stroked it gently. She responded by grabbing my now rock hard cock and began rubbing it over m trouser. My fingers increased the tempo on her clit, I could feel her getting wetter and wetter.
“Lel this is quite…” She didn’t let me finish my statement. She unbuttoned my jeans and reached in and grabbed my cock. I wanted her so much I couldn’t stand it. I wanted to pull off her pants and lean her back and go down on her pussy, I wanted to taste her so bad. I hoped she would pull out and suck my cock but that didn’t happen. We continued kissing passionately, stroking each other, getting hotter and hotter…and damn it. Her phone just had to ring.
“Hey baby…am at the washroom…no I haven’t seen him…be there in a sec.” Her boyfriend who we also had gone with to the mall was asking for her. I definitely didn’t want a black eye so I left it at that.
I went home. Our relationship drifted back to being friends. We never talked about that night. I still lusted her each time I saw her. I would be with other women and still would fantasize about her.
One night I was out with the boys, feeling pretty good and decided to give her a call. To my surprise she told me to come over. She met me with a rob at the front door and led me to the couch. We fell on the couch together and parted her robe to find her naked beneath it. We kissed and soon my hands were exploring, reaching down and stroking her pussy getting her wet in seconds. Her body was just woah.
A few minutes, she was soaking wet. She pulled my shaft from my jeans and used the pre cum to lubricate my dick as she began stroking it. She then stood up and dropped her robe down. She was marvelous. Her thick thighs, her neatly trimmed bush, her full round boobs and her face was beaming with beauty. I stood up and went to her. Taking each other in our arms, kissing and groping. She pushed me back on the couch and laid on top of me, spreading her thick thighs and my cock slipped down and touched her hot wetness. I could feel the heat coming of her pussy. She pushed her hips back and could feel my cock slide into her. She was so hot and wet, her tight pussy enveloped my hardness. She just lay on top of me not straddling, not riding just still kissing.
She moved back and forth letting me go deeper and deeper into her. I could feel her hard nipples on my chest. She was now moving faster and faster and knew that I couldn’t last long because her fat pussy felt so good. I turned her around and lay her on her back. I slid my meat in and with every inch came a low deep moan. I started slow. I didn’t want this to end. I kept on slow but deep thrusts. I was savoring every thrust.
“Pound me…fuck me harder…please” I could feel the desperation in her voice. That was all I wanted to hear. I picked up a pace and soon found a rhythm. She held me tightly as I pound her flesh, digging deep into my back with her nails. Just as fast, her body contacted and she moaned loudly, and I could tell that she was cuming. I thrust into her harder as her body shivered in an orgasm. Her head was back as if she was looking up the ceiling, as she moaned loudly with pleasure. We continued on and soon she had another orgasm. Seeing her cum made me even hotter. We were both sweating some now. I felt a surge and new I was about to cum. I pulled out and erupted all over her and the couch. She pulled me towards her and kissed me hard as I finished cumming. I don’t remember cumming so hard. We laid there then we went to the shower…
A one time thing that I would wish to re-live. My crush hit!

GAUGHT!!

                                                           CAUGHT IN THE ACT!!

Moving to a new neighborhood. That’s must be hard asf. I mean living behind all the people I knew…all the girls I had established a cordial sexlationship with…all the ladies I had shared my love with…all the fine fine women I had rubbed…you probably get it so I will stop.
The boys during the weekend came over to see where I stay and as usual we hit the club.
This woman at the bar, I just don’t know but I felt magnetic to her. She looked a bit older, sexy, clad in black clingy dress that seemed to hug her on the right places. I stole glances at her almost all that evening but couldn’t master the courage to go talk to her.
“Boy she been stealing glances at you man. Go for it.”
What a jinx. I didn’t know If my G was lying but I was ready to risk it all.
“Hey. Can you buy me a drink?” I said to her. That was a pickup line I had sworn to try it sometime. She looked at me and said “sure” I guess she liked…hell loved what she saw. We sat there talking and laughing (am a funny guy) and touching and who knew…kissed. Lori-her name-invited me back to her place for more drinks as she lived in the same building as the bar.
I had a bit of headache and I asked if I’d lay down in the bedroom for a while in her bedroom to see if I could get rid of the headache. I went to the bedroom and stripped and got beneath the covers. About 45 mins later I felt the bed move and I opened my eyes to see Lori pulling the cover back to reveal my naked body.
She reached down and grabbed my cock which was now starting to get hard. Before I could even say a word her mouth was around my shaft, she started bobbing up and down getting me harder and harder. She bobbed her head up and down forcing me to make a low moan with sheer delight. She stopped briefly to let saliva run from her lips onto the head of my shaft and then she was back at it again. She sucked my dick for about 7 mins using her tongue to flick the head of my cock and lick her own saliva from my shaft.
I rolled her on her back and pulled her thong down. She spread her legs and could see her dripping wet pussy. I stuck my head between her legs and went to work on her big clit, as I used my tongue to taste her juices, working my two finger in and out her cunt. I positioned my knees and used my hands to separate her legs even wider.
“Put it in me. Fill my insides. Take me now.” That’s all I wanted to hear. I grabbed my cock and rubbed it a lil bit on her clit. I slowly poked the head of my D inside her and she let out a lil squeal, so I plunged my cock inside with one quick thrust, she let out a scream that made me stop momentarily but she begged me to continue. I found a rhythm and kept driving into her with only a goal to fill her with a gigantic load of cum.

It seemed 15 mins had passed and could feel me reaching the peak. I pulled out and rolled o my back. She hoped on and in no time she was straddling me. She leaned forward and let me suck on her nipples which were hard as small rocks. She was riding that D like there was no tomorrow and screaming the whole time “Oh God it’s so Big”
“How Big is it?” a deep booming voice at the door. My heart stopped as I realized I fucked with a married woman…

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