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HTHGS: Feminized – an erotic story
by the subscriber XXXer24
A couple of years ago my Mistress gave me instructions.
First, go to a lingerie and dress store and buy some sexy lingerie, including
having the sales staff assist me in sizing, trying on for fit, etc.. If I
were to return without these items, and not wearing them, I was in for severe
punishment that a sissy boy deserves for not following Mistress’ orders.
I went to a lingerie store and explained my situation
to a saleslady. She, smirking at first, understood and proceeded to assist
me. My instructions were to buy a sexy thong, stocking, garter belt and
babydoll, bra and a sexy dress (all in black). The saleslady was very
helpful in assisting my search and took my sizes. I was embarrassed at
first; with all the other persons in the store seeming to observe what was
occurring. I soon overcame this embarrassment, however, after we went to
the dressing rooms out of sight of the general public eye.
Fortunately, the saleslady found some very sexy, and
expensive, lingerie that both fit me and she remarked how good I looked in
stockings. I have very little hair on my legs and have not shaved… yet.
She even got two other women salesclerks to the dressing area to view the
“show”. We did have a difficult time getting my cock to stay limp for
its proper tucking away and I was under strict instruction not to cum, by any
means. The women assisting me remarked that in order for me to properly
wear the thong I should relieve myself and offered to help me, but I informed
them that I was under instruction not to although her offer made me even harder
and taking longer for me to relax.
After completing the search I proceeded to pay for my
purchase and leave to see Mistress, fully dressed underneath my street clothes
with my new lingerie wardrobe. First, Mistress ordered me to undress and
put on the dress that I had bought. She said she approved, then ordered me
to shave my entire body, including under my arms. I did and then she
proceeded to do me in full makeup and wig. She had already purchased a
pair of 5-inch heels for me to wear. Once completed, she told me that we
were now going back to the lingerie store so she could meet the women who had
assisted me and to purchase some more. Now I had never gone in public
before, but I felt very sexy and was very excited, nervous and yet relaxed at
the same time.
We arrived at the store and I pointed out the saleslady
that assisted me to Mistress. We approached the saleslady and at first she
did not recognize me, but at second glance she looked very surprised,
recognizing the same dress she had sold me only a few hours earlier. I
introduced Mistress to her and Mistress proceeded to inform her that we were
going to buy a complete wardrobe of lingerie and dresses. I must say that
the shopping experience was exhilarating.
Once in the dressing rooms, after trying on several
outfits, Mistress instructed me to lift her skirt (she never wears underwear)
and lick her clit. She said don’t worry if anyone came in. Sure
enough, the saleslady came into our dressing room while I was on my knees
tonguing out Mistress. She smilingly approved and asked Mistress if she
could get off, too. Mistress told her that of course she could and that I
was to do anything asked of me, being the sissy slut that she had transformed me
into.
I then began working on the saleswoman and she was very
wet, soon cumming without abandon. After the saleslady came, she asked
Mistress if she could do anything she wanted and that she wanted to fuck me!
Mistress said she anticipated this for herself and was prepared and that she
didn’t mind that the saleslady be the first to fuck this virgin slut.
Mistress pulled a 7-inch strap on from her bag. I was very nervous, having
never been fucked in the ass before.
Mistress lubed my asshole up good, working one, and
then two fingers in while the saleslady undressed and put on the strap on dildo.
I was told to get on all fours and prepare to be fucked like the sissy slut that
I was deserved.
Although uncomfortable at first, the saleslady went
slow and was careful not to penetrate too far. As she sensed me becoming
more relaxed and my new fuck hole accepting of this hard rubber cock, she
penetrated further and further until all 7 inches were buried in me. I was
rock hard and loving being penetrated and explored in this way. She began
pumping and I exploded with a stream of cum.
Spent, we cleaned up paid for our purchases and left.
Before we left, Mistress told the saleslady that she was welcome to visit
anytime she wanted to fuck me. This was something I looked forward to and
she visited us every week thereafter until I moved away.
I miss Mistress.
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HTHGS
Erotic Wrestling (Written by a subscriber, Champman (A-Man))
Wrestle-X
title by A-Man... a mixed combat featuring wrestling, domination, violence and
sex
Tonight
features another exciting championship match for the Wrestle-X title. Wrestle-X
is a new underground inter-gender sports phenomena that is sweeping the country.
The contest involves a match between a male and female, in which, not only does
one destroy the other physically, but the match must conclude in a final sexual
humiliation. It incorporates the finest points in sports entertainment of the
day... violence, domination and sex.
For
the first nine months this match or mismatch as some have called it, has ended
with the title belonging to the male champion known as "The Wild
Stallion". He has viciously brutalized and beaten twelve different women in
savage contests in which the females appeared outclassed and overmatched. The
Wild Stallion or Bull Nelson, his real name, loves to pulverize his female
opponent and enjoys crushing them for his complete victory. He has always
maintained that women do not belong in the ring with him and he proves it with
each frightening display. Constantly bragging on the fashion in which he
destroys his opponents has drawn the wrath from his next prospective opponent.
The confident Wild Stallion has gladly outlined his successful battle strategy
in demolishing his victims. First he defeats them physically, demonstrating his
superior strength and wrestling skills, pinning them with various maneuvers from
his devastating arsenal. He especially savors the looks of fear, that appear in
their eyes, as they realize they cannot defeat this massive male physical
specimen. He then, usually changes tactics and begins to toy with his opponent
to demoralize them further. They begin to sense, that he is unbeatable and try
to escape his sadistic domination, but that is impossible. Bull Nelson, the Wild
stallion, consistently demonstrates that he is in total control in every match
at all times. The pay-per-view crowds always thoroughly enjoy his masterful and
artistic performance crushing his female opponent. The challengers each time
have entered the ring like a wild lioness ready for battle, only to be turned
into frightened rabbits, subject to his awesome power.
Finally
after sufficiently destroying his opponent, this great showman is always
entertaining with his big finish. He drags his female opponent around the ring
by her hair, like a true caveman, so the entire crowd can view her one last time
and increase her embarrassment as much as possible. Usually by now she is
sobbing or pleading for mercy. The evil grinning champion finally drags her to
the center of the ring forcing his opponent to her knees in front of him,
directly in line with his enormous genitals. He drops his loincloth revealing
his stunning sexual sword and rams his manhood, as roughly and deeply down her
throat as possible. She gags and chokes from the mammoth utensil forced between
her lips, but she is defenseless and cannot resist. With a fist full of hair he
forces her mouth to inhale his shaft in its entirety, a spectacular display of
dominating pleasure. The entire finishing episode lasts as long as he desires
for a dramatic erotic finish. Finally there is a massive cannon explosion in
which he fires directly his load directly into her face. To the delight of his
captive audience, he then forces her to lick him clean.Only then does the Wild
Stallion release his humiliated victim. The defeated female usually curls up in
a ball of tears and shame, as he struts around the ring as the ultimate
superman, the one no woman could break...The Wild Stallion.
This
brings us to this evening's event, which features another sold out arena. 5,000
fans paying top dollar to witness this 21st century gladiator event. Those
unable to witness it live have purchased their pay-per-view tickets long ago.
Total audience estimates exceed half a million.
Now
for tonight's combatants. First entering the ring, the challenger known as The
Kat. Topless, she is dressed only in a leopard thong . She is 5'9", tall
and weighs in at 165. Her delicious 38 inch chest and dark flowing hair on her
smooth silky skin make for his most sensual adversary yet. She has vowed to
avenge the honor of her sisterhood previously defiled by disgusting creature
known as The Wild Stallion. She has guaranteed to the media that she will be the
one to finally break him, and there will be no doubt about it when she is
finished with him.
The
champion, Bull Nelson, The Wild Stallion enters the ring in his familiar black
loincloth. The warrior comes in at 6'3", 240 lbs. with a movie star face
and a chiseled physique unparalleled in the wrestling world today. He has vowed
another bitch will fall tonight and meet his manhood. He will turn the tigress
known as The Kat into a docile pussycat when he's done with her.
Obviously
there is no love lost on these two opponents.
The
crowd is hyped in wild anticipation as the bell sounds and the two gladiators
advance. They circle each other carefully. The Kat is a well-composed mixture of
oozing confidence and sexuality, but would that be enough against this massive
barbarian?
The
Stallion feints an attempt for a leg takedown and instead clotheslines a very
surprised Kat. Very quickly she is knocked to the canvas. She has no time to be
annoyed at falling for such a routine rookie trick as now he picks her up and
whips her into the turnbuckle with a sickening thud. He grabs her again and
whips her into the diagonal turnbuckle with the same result. This is gonna' be a
piece of cake, he boasts. He follows her into the corner with a knee drop to her
midsection. The audience
is accustomed to these turn of events as The Kat now sags groggily on the ropes.
She is momentarily dazed. He capitalizes on his advantage and sends
several punches deep into her fleshy mounds which turn The Kat's expression to
one of agony. Pressing his advantage further, The Stallion displays his patented
sadistic grin to his fans, as he grips those lovely 38 inch breasts of his
opponent. The heinous brute hasn't the slightest intention of fondling them or
caressing them in a loving manner at all. His expression is that of a wild man,
squeezing with all his strength, those luscious breasts in a totally unnatural
and perverted manner. The blood curling scream from The Kat brought sheer
delight to the champion. Still griping the tortured breasts, he flipped her over
into the center of the ring. The Kat just laid there in agony, her breasts
swollen, turning a shade of violet not seen at the beginning of the match. He
picked her up by the hair and whipped her into the ropes. He went to clothesline
her again, but miraculously she deftly ducked under his arm, flung herself off
the far ropes and instead clotheslined a very startled champion. It was
move out of sheer desperation and salvation on the part of The Kat. Just maybe,
she used up another of her nine live with that one.
Bull
Nelson, the champion, got up first and dragged her to her knees, but the Kat
knowing she needed to show some offense, now or never, struck quickly. She drove
her fist skyward into his neatly adorned loincloth. He stopped dead in his
tracks. The feeling of the well placed punch to the groin will stop any male in
his tracks and he will, under any circumstances, need a moment to recover. Alas,
he was given no quarter and the aroused tigress struck again and you could
almost feel the momentum being sucked out of the champion as he stood
motionless.
Slowly
regaining her footing and not feeling her tortured breasts one bit, The Kat
flung the champion into the ropes and kneed him in his abdomen. He dropped to
one knee. This was a milestone, it was the first time in the history of
Wrestle-X matches that the female gained any advantage at all during a match.
The
Kat, ever now the tigress pressed her advantage, she dragged him to his feet and
whipped him to the corner.
She
dove in after him landing another knee to his solarplexes. With an amazing feat
of strength, she grabbed him by the neck and flipped him over her back on to the
mat in the center of the ring. He bounced, flipped onto his stomach and
laid motionless for an instant. The wildcat pounced on him before he could move
another muscle. She delivered a well-placed elbow drop to the center of his
back. He howled in pain. She got up and repeated her elbow drop. Over and over
until there was a wide red indentation in his back from her elbow. Satisfied
with the damage inflicted, she climbed onto his sore back and grabbed his head
by the hair and rammed it face-first into the canvas, at least twenty times. She
then applied a horrific and extremely painful chin lock to the champion. His
pitiful face was contorted in pain. Then it was back to ramming his face into
the canvas. The crazed amazon then put him in an agonizing full-nelson
demonstrating her surprising arm strength, much to The Wild Stallion's dismay.
Bending him backwards with her body firmly panted on his back, you could almost
feel the suffering he was enduring at the hands of his smaller adversary.
Back to ramming his head into the mat, the champion was on his way to being
beaten senseless. A satisfied, devilish grin crept across her face as she looked
down at The Stallion, who was not looking to wild at the moment.
She
stood before him and lifted his legs, spreading them, as if to make a wish. Her
wish was to elbow drop him right on his family jewels, which of course, she did.
Och! He awoke with a sharp scream, in reaction to the devastating blow. The Kat
was in her glory, totally focused now, as she again dragged him to his feet and
whipped him into the corner. The champion seemed increasingly unable to
resist her machine-like attack. He was becoming a playtoy for the wild tigress
and the blood-thirsty crowd was loving it. The champion found himself in the
unusual position of being backed into a corner.
The
Kat, now the huntress, enjoying this game immensely moved towards the corner
stalking her prey.
The
champion looked almost afraid and very much on the defensive. The Kat licked her
lips as she moved in, sensing the sign of fear in the wild man's eyes.She could
almost smell his fear and she attacked.
Like
a lightning bolt she struck with a vicious clothesline. She judo-chopped the
champion with the sound ringing loudly thruout the arena. His chest turned a new
shade of crimson. She brought her knee into his genitals with such force, his
testicles were almost knocked back up into his body. Enjoying his agony she
repeated this maneuver until tears welled up in his eyes.This was the man who
claimed that he did not know the meaning of pain. The Kat now stood on the
bottom rope, so she could see directly into the terrified face of her adversary.
He tried to push her off, but she was stronger now and in total control. She
began to pound his face with an incredible barrage of punches. She was a ball of
energy, with rapid fire punches connecting with out mercy. He was utterly and
totally defenseless to her onslaught. His eyes were swollen shut and blackened,
his nose broken, then his jaw, teeth flying into the crowd. They loved this
intense action. The champion was now, even too weak to scream. The bitch demon
pulverized his once magnificent body until it was merely a mass of pathetic red
and purple bruises.
He
sagged barely conscious on the ropes. This was certainly hellish end for the
once invincible champion.
The
Kat had beaten the champion to a bloody pulp. but she was not quite done. It was
now time for her to claim the title. How would she finish him? She dragged his
once proud carcass to the center of the ring and ripped off his loincloth,
exposing a well sized appendage. She knelt down next to him and noticed he
was almost unconscious again. She slapped him a few times, just to wake him up.
In a weak whimpery voice he tried to plead for mercy. He begged her to stop, but
The Kat just purred and assured him it would all be over soon. She then placed
one knee on his throat to prevent his pathetic cries.
Now
everyone knows that masturbation or the art of a woman providing a man a hand
job provides a great deal of pleasure; however the dominating female, taking
total control of the male member and forcing him to come against his will is not
at all pleasurable to him and is known as the art of milking. This was The Kat's
plan "to milk" him.
With
her left hand she reached down and violently gripped his manhood. This was not a
playful or sensual grip, but a hard controlling vice-like grip. She savagely
squeezed his manhood as now it belonged to her. Almost as if she meant to
squeeze the life from his manhood, she dug her fingernails deep into his skin to
accentuate her controlling, dominating grip. He would have loved to cry out from
the pain, but he was speechless and dared say nothing. Slowly and methodically
she brought his member to attention. This was fun for The Kat and the crowd
cheered their approval.
Small
tracks of blood dripped from his shaft which only delighted and aroused her
more. She quickened the relentless pace of her charge to victory. As she
began to sense, he was nearing his explosion, she removed her knee from his
neck. With her right hand she picked his head up by the hair so he could see,
first-hand, his final humiliation and defeat. In a frantic conclusion, his
manhood released its payload. The Kat, quite a natural show-person herself, did
not miss a trick. She directed his load so that it all landed on him, from his
chin, all across his scarlet chest. He passed into the night and she finally
allowed him to rest. It was over, there was a new champion! The Kat now stood
facing the crowd as the new hardcore Wrestle-X Champion. With one more amazing
surge of power, she picked up the lifeless form of the ex-champ with one hand,
solely by his mangled male member.
She
held him aloft for all to see. Here was the destroyed, former unbroken Wild
Stallion with his head and arms dangling in the ring. With his bloodied and
battered body hanging in her grasp, he resembled a slab of meat from a local
slaughterhouse, more than the
perfect specimen of a male champion that had entered the ring.
The
Kat looked more beautiful and sexier than ever. Covered in a glaze of combat
sweat, mixed with a spattering of her opponents blood, she was the perfect
covergirl as the new Wrestle-X champion.
-Champman
(A-Man)
HTHGS:
Service 168, an erotic story (written by Amber, a subscriber)
My boyfriend Daniel had always been a little too adventurous in our
sexual life than I had originally liked.
Pursued efforts in public places had often led to us being caught by
security guards or had ended in disputes, but this holiday a change of attitude
was in order.
I felt embarrassed entering a sex shop. Although I had already been in
there once I felt intimidated yet slightly aroused looking at all the items on
display. As we strolled the shop Daniel started softly whispering in my ear of
what he was going to purchase and exactly what he would like to do with them.
Between bouts of explicit descriptions Daniel softly kissed and nibbled on my
ear lobes. As my eyes flicked over the assortment of massage oils, handcuffs and
condoms I could feel myself getting wetter as my mind pictured Daniel slowly
licking my nipples while I was handcuffed to his bed.
I was getting excited and Daniel knew it, he played on my aroused state
with more explicit tales of what might be in store. By the time we had reached
the vibrators I could feel a definite wet patch on my g-string, and a definite
bulge in Daniel’s pants as he hugged me from behind. I was being asked to make
a decision for our sex life, “Which one do you think you would like honey?”
Daniel whispered. As I was looking over the range thinking what I would like to
do right there and then Daniel had reached around from behind me and was playing
with my erect nipples through my bra and dress. My hormones racing at the
thought of actually owing a vibrator for the first time and the open publicity
of Daniel playing with my nipples only made me more excited as my cheeks flushed
red and my breathing quickened.
After making our purchases we left the shop under the curious eye of the
male shopkeeper. Daniel whispered, “Can’t wait till we use these………”
teasing me knowing that we had a full two hour bus trip home. I was so turned on
at that moment I could have taken Daniel into a side alley and begged him to
fill me but that would only satisfy Daniel’s lust for publicity. I had
frequently been excited to the point where I could have exploded just so Daniel
could get add some public attraction into our love life.
Boarding
our coach, Service 168, I was still excited but maybe not as much as before.
Being the gentleman Daniel offered me the window seat, but instead of sitting
down Daniel leaned over and kissed me. I welcomed his sweet lips against mine
and I parted my flushed lips as his warm tongue embraced mine over and over in a
kiss purely designed to keep me on the edge.
Daniel remained standing until the coach pulled away from the terminal. I
had gotten cozy reading some erotic stories from my Australians Women’s Forum
when I felt a strong hand on my leg. I looked up to see Daniel looking at me
with a mischievous grin and a glint in his eye that told me that he was up to
something. As he sat down I parted my legs to welcome his hand sliding up my
legs. Being excited by the situation we embraced in another passionate kiss
before his hand met my wet g-string. With another grin Daniel slipped his
fingers under the lace trim and elastic and began to stroke my outer lips in an
agonizingly slow fashion.
Daniel had a method of arousing me that was painfully slow but he knew
that I wanted it. Carefully looking around to make sure no-one was watching I
noticed that no-one had sit in the two back seats behind us or in the very back
seat. As my mind began to wander Daniel had slipped off one shoulder strap on my
dress and bra and began to slowly lick on my nipple. I absolutely loved my
nipples being licked so this wave of pleasure blended with the feeling of Daniel
stroking my now soaking wet pussy made me recoil in pleasure and sink back into
my seat. After alternating from nipple to nipple, caressing my breasts with his
free hand, Daniel became more adventurous and started rubbing the opening of my
wet hole and clitoris.
Looking at me once more with an excited look Daniel motioned with his
eyes to the very back seat. Now I realized what his plan was. Normally I would
have instantly disagreed, but the thought of the threat of being caught having
sex in public combined with the waves of pleasure I was feeling my mind had no
choice as my body only begged for more.
Without
either of us having to say a word Daniel was in the back seat hidden by the last
row in from of him with his pants off and his firm member standing tall for all
to see. The sight of Daniel’s manhood excited me as my pussy ached to be
filled. The anticipation grew as I eased my g-string from under my dress; Daniel
squirmed with pleasure as he caught a glimpse of my shiny, wet mop of pubic
hair. Straddling Daniel’s legs in the same seat we kept as low as possible to
avoid actually being seen. As I moved over him his large cock brushed against my
inner thigh sending a shiver through my legs, setting the scene for an
electrifying sex session.
I eased myself onto his cock engulfing the whole length as my clitoris
grinded on his pubic hair, sending an electrifying shock through my body.
Neither Daniel nor I could see past the back seat and the constant though of
being caught racing through my mind made my body quiver with excitement. With
Daniel’s firm hands massaging my breasts I slowly began to ride him, allowing
his cock to slide in and out of my highly excited hole. Each time I slid down
his cock I felt it rub in the inside of my vagina and my clitoris grinding on
his pubic mound. I could feel Daniel’s width stretch me and with each stroke
my pace and breath became quicker and quicker.
I had to bite down on my lip and place my thumb in Daniel’s mouth to
stop the grunts and sigh’s of pleasure escaping and revealing to other
passengers our heated activities.
Daniel’s cock was filling me more and more as I started riding faster
and faster, harder and harder, each time rubbing my enlarged clit for maximum
stimulation. Our bouts of kissing exchanged with deep passion as our tongues
flicked over each other’s lips and tongues.
I could feel my orgasm start to build as the pleasure from Daniel rubbing
my nipples increased. Riding faster and faster while trying to keep my head down
the pleasure built up from my toes rocketing through my body as an orgasm ripped
through me forcing a gasp past my lips. Slowing my pace down I noticed that
Daniel’s cock was pulsating inside of me.
Covered
in sweat and panting heavily I leaned down closer to kiss Daniel. He slowly
traced his tongue around my lips before ending our love making session with a
slow, but loving kiss.
Looking into his eyes and feeling his quickened breathing on my face we
both came to the realization that we had both just experienced our first
simultaneous orgasm. After cleaning up and redressing ourselves we collapsed
back into our seats exhausted. As I reclined, drained by one of the most
wonderful experiences of my life, I slowly drifted into a sleep with Daniel by
my side stroking my arm and gently kissing my neck. What happened with the toys
we bought? That’s another story altogether.
HTHGS:
Erotic story (written by AJ)
Sandy
and I are good friends and bootie-buddies. We have fun and usually split the
atom where sex goes. One day Sandy (short black hair, brown eyes, 34C) says to
me out of the blue,"How'd you like to do my roommate?"
"You okay with that". "Sure," she said. Her roommate of 3
years was Laura. Both are straight. Laura (long blonde hair, Pacific Blue-type
body) was nice. I liked her. When I arrived, Laura greeted me wearing only a
nightshirt. We both sat on the sofa. After some small talk, I said "So
Sandy says you're interested in me". "That's right", said Laura.
"Great. Want to get started?" "Sure". Laura moved closer and
kissed me. We held each other and I could feel her breasts against me. I rubbed
her thighs and kissed her face and neck.
We stopped and she took off her nightshirt, revealing a nice set of knockers and
a shaved pussy. Then she straddled my lap. "Beautiful" I said.
"You can suck on them if you want", she said. I held them and licked
her nipples, running my tongue around and across them. I squeezed them and
slipped my tongue into her cleavage. I kept licking, caressing and kissing her
tits while Laura fingered herself until she came real hard. We stopped and
rested. Then I undressed and lay on the sofa and got myself hard. "I'd like
that" she said. "If you sit on my face". "Deal" She
started licking and sucking. I was licking her cunt lips. She took me all the
way in her mouth and tightened her cheeks around me. I slid my tongue inside her
and licked around. Enter Sandy. "Oooo! You two look so hot!", she
said. I said, "How about if you straddle my face and Laura rides me?"
"Sure!" they agreed. We moved to the floor. Laura rode me slowly and
then picked up the pace. I could hear her panting and moaning. I think this made
Sandy wet. "I'm gonna cum!" said Laura. "Me too" said Sandy.
Together they shook and gasped and moaned. Then Sandy said to me "haven't
you cum yet?". "Nope but I've enjoyed the ride". So she rode me
while Laura left the room. She did so beautifully as always, fast and slow. When
Laura returned, they took turns. I held back so that they could enjoy as much as
they could. I mean, why not!
Written
by AJ, a subscriber
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HTHGS: An erotic story 2, written by AJ
The following story is true. It’s about a terrific time with a
terrific lady. I met Elle on the
net and we chatted for some time before we met. We met one warm summer night in
a shopping mall and talked for awhile. When
the sun went down, I drove to a spot that I had picked out and she followed in
her van. The place was a parking
lot behind a library. I got inside
of Elle’s van and got in the backseat with her and we got down to business.
We
French-kissed deeply. We kissed each other’s lips and faces. I could feel my cock growing as this is something I
enjoy. I began kissing her face and
neck and she began to moan as this was something she no doubt enjoyed. (She must
be getting wet, I thought). I squeezed her 38C breasts. Oh so round and firm. I
ran my thumbs over her nipples. Elle’s breathing started to pick up. She then
lifted her blouse to reveal a set of lovely tits. I sucked on each one, taking
them deep into my mouth. “Oooh that’s nice,” she said.
Then I lightly stroked her tummy working my way down to her crotch.
She spread her legs so that I could finger her. I put two fingers inside
her while she rubbed my cock through my jeans. Yes, she was wet!
A car drove past and I stopped. “What the fuck”, I said. “Don’t
worry. The windows are smoked. No one can see inside”, she said. “Good” I
said continuing to finger her. I probed around until I found her clit and
tickled it; that made her gasp. I kept stroking it and her breathing got
heavier. She moaned moving her head from side to side.
Then she came and I kept rubbing it. She got more excited and kept
cumming until she asked me to stop.
After
a brief rest, she unzipped my jeans, got my cock out and started stroking it to
hardness. Then she leaned over and
engulfed it with her mouth. I can’t tell you how good it felt. Her head
bobbing up and down, licking and kissing the head. The sight of her blowing me
in the pale moonlight made me even harder. “That’s good, baby” I told her.
“Reeeal good”. I was in heaven and my cock was getting so hard it hurt.
“Please sit on it”, I said “and fuck me with your blonde pussy.”
She lifted her skirt, took off her panties and straddled my lap with her back to
me. She eased my dick inside her
little by little. “Oh yeah that feels good” she said. “Holy shit! You’re
real hard! “ She held onto the backs of the front seats. Every so often a car
would drive by; neither of us cared. She rode me slowly and I reached around and cupped her
breasts in my hands. She began to ride faster. I held her hips and thrust
upwards to her. Felt wonderful with
my throbbing Johnson inside her sopping wet cunt.
What a fast, frantic and frenzied fuck! I suddenly got that feeling in my
nuts. And bam! Like that we came together. We didn’t care who drove by or if
the van was rocking or not. (As long as the cops didn’t drive by.)
It
was so good to be fucking in the summertime with the cool evening air to our
favorite classic rock station. We thanked each other and went our separate ways.
Written
by AJ
HTHGS:
Erotic stories (written by Alex Robboy LCSW, CAS)
Ask Alex,
I love reading your newsletters, but I miss the stories that you used to
publish. Why is it that you stopped putting them in there?
Again, great work.
Belle
Dear Belle,
I post every erotic story that subscribers send to me. The problem is that
people stopped writing them. Thus,
if you or anyone else write an erotic story, than readers like yourself will be
able to enjoy them! Alex
Robboy, LCSW, CAS
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