Daydream Rendezvous

     Jonathan made his way to his window as he did every day at noon.  It was time for his daily dose of the hot blonde that lived across the courtyard.  Her daily showers were is live-action porn snippets.  He often wondered why her friends had never encouraged her to use curtains, but it was his gain.
     He sat under the cover of his barely open blinds, barren of pants and fully erect as she slid her blonde goddess-like body into her shower.  As the water trickled down her breasts, down her navel and swirled past her vagina, he began to drift into a porn worthy daydream.
     Jonathan pictured himself entering the shower behind the hot co-ed feasting his eyes upon her supple bottom just before lathering soap upon her body.  Just as she would become completely engulfed in suds, the blonde would take to her knees and inhaled his manhood as he began to wash her hair.  The hot tension created by the water and her mouth would increase the pornographic level of the moment.
    His penis would throb as saliva began to drip from her porn caliber lips causing him to lift her by her shoulders and place her against the back of the shower.  As the steaming hot water caressed his back, he spread her ass checks and slid inside slowly.  After a few moments of feeling her ass clap in his penis, he turned the water off and took her soaking body into the bedroom.  He would spread her legs onto his back and began to feast upon her plentiful blonde buffet.
     Her legs tightened on is back and her hands became entangled in his hair as she began to grind dutifully on his face.  Jonathan felt himself being showered by her hot woman porn juice.  He moved from between her ample legs and placed is love stick deep inside her throbbing vagina.  She swooned as he thrust deeper and harder as if he were auditioning for a starring porn role.  The sounds made from their flesh colliding was music to his ears while the passion became hotter and hotter with each passing moment.
     Her blonde tresses became affixed to her sweating face as her porn star breasts jiggled each time he pressed into her. After an hour of pounding the blonde exhibitionist, Jonathan began to feel the heat of his climax reaching his tip.  He pulled out and straddled her face and unleashed his pleasure onto her blonde shaded face.
     Jonathan was jarred out of his porn themed daydream as his hot blonde seductress made her way out of the shower.  His hand was brimmed with his semen and his brow was flush with perspiring exhaust.  His porn fantasy moment had him yearning to drum up the courage to bring it into reality with the hot blonde porn magnet across the courtyard.  He desired more than ever to feel her curves for himself while tasting her succulent nectar.
     As he stood to close the blinds completely, he noticed that hot blonde was looking across at him.  She now knew that he was been pleasuring himself to her.  What was to be his next move?

Lunch Break

   Tammy was the type of adult woman that say sex in everything.  No one would ever guess that the average looking blonde would be obsessed with fucking.  No one except her co-workers.  Each one of the adults in her firm had taking a turn on Tammy’s fuck wheel.  Male…..Female…she did not discriminate.  There was but one adult in the company that knew that her blonde curtains matched perfectly to her carpet.  That one was the new hire, Adam.

     Adam, a fellow fair-haired blonde, was quiet but brimming with physical sex appeal.  Broad, chiseled shoulders and the face of a Greek God.  Tammy was finding it increasingly hard to off-set her adult urges towards Adam.  So today would be the day that she invited him to lunch…to one of her epic fuck fest lunches. 

   When he arrived at her office, she asked that he close the door.  As he did, she sat on the edge of the desk closest to him and exposed her warm, salivating blonde pussy to him.  At first, Adam seemed afraid and began looking about the office almost expecting someone to jump out and tackle him. 

     “Relax.  Lunch is now served,” said Tammy as she slid two fingers down the opening of her fuck box. 

     “Is this okay?” asked Adam as he removed his short and moved towards his adult themed feast.

     “We are both adults…….aren’t you hungry?”

      That was all Adam needed to dive right into his appetizer.  He crammed his tongue deep into Tammy as she coached him on with her moans and hands in his hair.  He was beyond ready to fuck her like an adult rabbit, swift and effectively. 

    As he reached up to take hold of her breasts, Tammy enquired of him, “Are you ready to fuck me?”

     His answer came in the form of dropping his pants and bending her over the desk.  As his thrust his fuck pole into her blonde box, he was consumed by her tightness and moisture.  Ever in his wildest dreams did he ever think that as an adult he would be fucking his blonde boss on his very first day of work?  Who does this happen to?  How did he get so lucky? Little did he know that her pussy was like space… often travelled and rarely empty. 

      As Tammy’s back dipped, Adam grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and began fucking her so deep, she felt his dick in the base of her stomach.  Climax came shortly after, leaving Tammy will a pussy full of creamy adult dessert.  She never thought that there would be one that raises the bar when it comes to her lunchtime fuck fests…but Adam took her to new levels within his hour. 

     She was sore and drained, but yearning for another round.  She wanted more time.  Her mouth wanted so much to wrap itself around his dick.  His dick that lay dangling by his thigh covered in her juices.  Maybe…just maybe she would give him the rest of the day off simply to please her over and over.  

The Fetish Shoot

  When received an offer from one of the top photographers in London to be his muse for an upcoming gallery collection of pictures, Celeste was more than ecstatic.  She was a bit hesitant about the fetish theme of the pictures, but she could not pass up the opportunity to be immortalized by London’s finest.

   She arrived at his studio with no idea just how far they would delve into the realm of fetish, but a quick scan of the room let her know.  There was black rubber everywhere.  Chains hung from the back wall and there were whips, ball gags and nipple clamps strategically placed about. 

   Hanging on a rack towards the middle of the room was a black faux leather lingerie set with thigh high black boots with a pinstripe thin stiletto heel. Once changed into the ensemble, Celeste noticed that the photographer had been standing in the far left corner watching her.  Was this his fetish?  Is this why he had not greeted her? Is this why there was no staff for hair and make-up?

   As he unveiled himself from the shadows, it was made clear that he was wearing nothing but a pair of black boxers and his camera about his neck. 

     “Not only was his a great London photographer, but he is one of the most eccentric that London had to offer,” Donna thought to herself as she wondered if agreeing to these pictures was a mistake.

     “Place the gag in your mouth, grab a whip and step into the light.”

       His tone was unwavering, but his penis was at full attention.  This unnerved Donna a bit, but it also made her lady pond ripple as his London accent danced upon her ears and rippled across her breasts. 

     She followed the instructions given to her and began to pose as he snapped picture after picture after picture.  The bulge beneath his boxers continue to grow and harden, letting Donna know that this fetish theme was based upon his own fetish and nothing more.  But at this moment, she did not care.  Her vagina throbbed like a base drum in a marching band. 

     Something came over Donna and she removed her faux leather panties exposing her salivating goodness to him.  She was beckoning the London artiste to fulfil his fetish inside her.  He placed the camera down and began to take mental pictures of her on all fours on his floor.  Never in his career in London had he tasted the sweetness of a model.  Today was his day to slide his engorged manhood deep inside her as she bore down on the gag and permitted his fetish to play out.

     Donna braced herself as his healthy London bred penis crammed into her ass and not her pulsating vagina.  She wasn’t prepared but she didn’t object.  If only someone was taking a picture of her rocking her ass back onto his London dick like a porn star in a profound fetish flick.  She wanted to scream, but the gag forbade that and before she could get a grasp on the good pain he was inflicting….she felt the whip smack across her ass.

Escort Me to Pleasure

     Michael was nervous about his impending date with a cheap escort that his best friend Todd found for him online.  Todd had convinced him that he needed to practice before getting married to Felicity in 3 days.  Michael was one who took pride in saving himself for marriage, but knew that Todd was right.  He needed to guarantee that he could satisfy his new bride, especially since she came with a 6 year old son. So if he could ensure that his new wife would never cheat by practicing on a cheap escort, Michael was all in.

    As he waited patiently in his motel room, Michael could not help but be concerned since the escort had agreed to such a cheap price.  What type of girl would get naked and perform untold services for discounted rates?  There was no more time to speculate, there was a faint knock on the door.

    As he opened the door, Michael could not believe his eyes.  Before him stood a partially naked Felicity.  Part of him wanted to be disgusted.  Part of him wanted to devour her where she stood.  Why was he conflicted in this way to learn that his accountant fiancé was actually a cheap lady of the night?

     Her face became beet red and she attempted to turn and flee, but just in time, Michael grabbed her by the arm and pulled her inside.  He grabbed the back of her head, looked at her barely naked body and felt his loins leap to attention.  Her barely naked body that was perfectly framed by a black trench coat lit a fire in him that he never knew could be possible.  Before she had time to think….to speak….to react…..he slid his hand into her underwear and began swimming his fingers through her burgeoning pond.  This body that he had long yearned for belonged to an escort… and in that moment, he did not care.

    His free hand began caressing her breast, and his kisses moved from her lips to the nape of her neck.  This dirty, cheap escort was his.  His.  He could do what he wanted to her free of guilt.  Free of conflict.

    With that in mind he took a step back and gazed at her virtually naked body.  He commanded her to disrobe slowly.  She appeased him.  He asked that she turnabout so that he could view every inch of her naked body.  Once again, she did with no fuss. Part of him was amazed that a playmate worthy girl would sell herself for such a cheap price, but at this moment, his escort for the evening had his penis saluting his zipper and he was ready to grace her vagina with it immediately. 

     He positioned her on her knees on the bed and slid inside her warm, dripping, naked, escort vagina.  She swooned.  He thrust inside her as a carpenter would nails.  Each time his balls slapped her naked ass, he thought of the many men that paid for her to be their escort.  Oddly, it aroused him even more. It drove him to pound so vigorously that she began to crawl away from his pelvis.  He chased, ponding harder into her cheap vagina.  She wailed in ecstasy.  He thought about her cheap rates and punished her tight spot more.

    Before long, he felt his climax pulsating towards the tip.  He removed himself from her and flipped her onto her back.  Onto her naked, escort breasts, he exploded.  She smile as she took her finger across her breast, landing into her mouth.  He smiled back, kissed her naked thigh and informed her that the wedding was off.  No way was he marrying the town’s cheapest escort.

The Girlfriend Experience

        Sandra wanted to make her first anniversary with Jared memorable.  She wanted to fulfil his wildest fantasy…a sexy night with an escort providing him with the girlfriend experience.  The best part of the night would be, that Sandra would be that escort with girlfriend tendencies.  She was completely prepared for the night.  Ginger wig, revealing outfit, heels and ruby red lipstick.  Tonight she would be his Jessica Rabbit tonight.

     She even made their one brand of money for the night and watched countless hours of his favorite porn to make sure that she would exceed his expectations.  Tonight she would go down in girlfriend history as the very best on the planet. 

      At 10pm after double checking herself in the mirror, loading the Sandra bucks into her purse and covering up with a trendy trench coat, Sandra headed out in all her escort themed glory.  Her plan was to begin with a seductive striptease that would morph into the most enticing blowjob he would ever experience. 

    She knocked on the door and waited.  After a few moments, Jared answered the door in baggy sweats and no shirt.  She licked her lips and moved towards him.

     As she brushed her hand across his penis, she said, “Did anyone call for an escort offering the girlfriend experience?”

     From there, Sandra pulled out her bucks, threw her purse on the floor and began her seductively unveiling.  It wasn’t until she was on her knees that she realized that Jared was not alone in his apartment.  His closest friend was there watching his girlfriend suck his dick like a baby to a nipple.

   Jared didn’t seem to mind, and it intrigued Sandra to the point that she began to climax down her own leg. This was more of an escort experience that she planned on delivering, but when in Rome…

     “This is the best shit ever. Can I get an elite escort too?” asked the aroused voyeur who was now stroking himself to the rhythm of Sandra’s suckling. 

     Jared tossed a few of the bucks down by Sandra, and asked how much more would it cost for his friend to get the girlfriend experience as well.  As a true escort, she got up on her knees, spread her legs and motioned him to enter her.  The friend moved quickly into place and began thrusting into her as if her were a rabid dog in heat. 

       Jared grabbed the back of her ginger wig and began to fuck her mouth hard, gagging her at times.  The more he and his friend pumped into their escort, the more turned on he was by his girlfriend.  Who would have thought that [normally] soft spoken Sandra would be able to take two dicks like a true, seasoned escort?

     After quite a while of exchanging placements, the engorged dick duo stood over Sandra as she remained on her knees.  They stroked a few last times before showering down their seeds onto the head of Jared’s girlfriend. 

     The look of their faces as they sat on the couch, Sandra knew that her elite escort plot worked better than planned.  She was officially Jared’s best girlfriend ever.  That elite title was hers, along with a head full of a sex cocktail.

Extra Credit Please

       Josh had been an exchange student in London for about 8 months now, and had grown bored with his stagnant routine.  The only thing that kept him from hopping a plane back home to Texas was his math tutor.  In addition to offering her services for a reduced rate, she had the body of the escorts he often pleased himself to online.  He really didn’t need a tutor, but he did need the visual stimulation that she offered him while studying in London.

    The girls in his class where nothing like those featured on the London Arts Academy brochure that he had been shown.  But his tutor made up for the deception in advertising.  He only wished that she would one day catch a glimpse of his engorged penis and offer different services to him.

   Josh often daydreamed during their sessions about undressing her with his teeth.  Licking all the places that were once covered by clothing.  Hearing her moan gently while spreading her legs and offering to forgo payment as a tutor, but except for services as an escort.  He so desperately wanted to taste the proper vagina of a London woman.  This London woman. 

        He wanted to feel the warmth of her tongue sliding along the shaft of his penis, causing it to bugle and grow.  He wanted to slide into her escort quality, envy of waterfalls vagina.  He wanted to service her vagina as would a plumber that services clogged pipes.  Pulling out just as pre-cum would poke its head just past the tip, placing her on her knees the feast upon his entry way to climax.

       Josh especially wanted to massage her ample breasts as she suckled on his manhood.  He wanted her nipples so hard that they would piece his skin, just before removing her from her knees and bending her over a library table.  Into her ass he wanted to plummet.  He needed her to be his London escort fantasy and service every fetish driven desire burning in his loins. 

   Her ass would be such a plush haven, pulling him in and caressing his penis as it has never been before.  Offering a covering so inviting and so erotic.  She would moan as she pressed her sun drenched body back against his.  She would call for more, as he would grab her neck for leverage.  Pounding deeper inside.  He would feel her London lady lake overflow in pleasure as her escort replacement ass bounced under the lights.

   Forever would her service resume be changed as he neared completion.  She would slide down the table onto her knees with her head raised to the heavens as she prepared to bath in his seed.  Escort fantasy would be fulfilled as her tongue caught glimpses like a child would catch a snowflake. 

   It would be then, that London would become the greatest place on earth for the young Josh that yearned for his tutor to service him as would a playmate escort.  But, he had not the courage to propel the fantasy into reality.  Therefore, on indefinite hold was his London escort service fantasy.

     

Danny’s Revenge

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Date Night with Jake

       Veronica loved being a mother and a wife, but she yearned for a night free of kiddie movies, carpools and gum in her hair.  Just one night with her husband Jake is just what she needs to remind her that she was more than a juice box carrier…..but a vibrant, sexy seductress.  As the sitter ushered the twins off to bed and Jake finished dressing, Veronica was consumed with the possibilities of the evening.  An evening filled with what adults love to do and far from the dictation of toddler tantrums.

     It had been a full two years since their last date and over 6 months since the last time they had sex.  She was beginning to forget what her own husband’s dick looked like. She was beginning to forget what an adult woman felt like on a day that ended in sex.  Not a quickie.  Not a start and quick stop unfinished encounter. A true…no kiddie playland date.

    “Thanks again Maggie,” said Veronica as she and her hot man candy made their way out the front door to the car.

     As they began their drive to the restaurant, something came over Veronica.  Every aspect of the night was causing her vagina to throb and moisten.  The cool breeze in the air.  The smooth jazz song playing on the radio.  The moonlight gracing Jake’s physique.  As they approached a stoplight, Veronica decided that she had to release her boiling adult desires that were consuming her loins.

   Her legs spread, she revealed her panty-less vagina and began pleasing herself with her right hand.  Her left hand eased up her shirt, exposing a supple breast with a nipple at full attention.  The passenger window began to fog and the sexual heat inside the car began to rise.  Jake could not believe his eyes as she nearly ran off the road enjoying the masturbation theater his wife was engaging in.  Never before in his adult life had he seen such a tantalizing display.  The horny boy in him wanted to fuck her at the light, whereas the adult in him wanted to see more. 

  His adult parts began to expand in his pants, causing a discomfort he wanted to remedy immediately.  This isn’t how he planned on their date night beginning, but he was happy that the night began so flaming hot.  Into a darkened alley he pulled, and before he could fully remove his seatbelt, Veronica had exposed his dick and placed into her hot mouth and began to suck like a vacuum on a shag carpet. 

   Her ass was exposed and as she rocked back and forced mouth fucking his dick, her ass kissed the passenger side window.  As his dick pulsated in her mouth, she lifted her head and climbed atop of him and began bouncing as if he were an adult level bouncy house.  Jake grabbed her breast and began alternating them into his mouth, suckling them like a newborn. 

     As she pressed his dick deeper into her hot box of passion, all she could think of was that this was the absolute best date night in the history of date nights.  Jake began to thrust powerfully up into her as he neared his climax.  The car was now so hot that it made the tropics seem like a glacier.  The night had taken a wonderful turn into passion that was being shared by two adults that loved each other. 

     Jake pumped vigorously and his seed began to gush upward into his wife’s hot vagina like a geyser.

Wedding Date Pt 3

       In walked my octogenarian grandfather.  As panicked as I was, my climax still came…and it felt amazing.  Fortunately for our erotic trio, my grandfather only took one step in and walked out realizing her had made a wrong turn somewhere.

     As they ladies dressed themselves, I took a moment to bask in the glory of my day of burgeoning utopia.  Not only had I tasted the nectar of a spectacular woman, but I just had a prolific volcanic explosion that emptied all reserves. 

     I dressed myself and heading straight for the bathroom in the hopes of washing away [quickly] the roaming aromatics of our appetizer moment.  Just as I was finishing up, in walked my cousin….the infamous Roxanne fertilizer. 

     “No need to get choked up man.  I’m sorry things happened the way that they did.”

      How smug of him to think that I was consoling myself in here, “I am quite fine.  I’m not the one strapped to a wildebeest with legs that don’t close.  I am with the sexiest woman here…and she can barely keep my dick out of her mouth.  You’ve left Roxie alone for 3 minutes, you may want to go make sure she’s not lobbing on another family member right about now.”

      His face dropped to the floor and shattered.  This was a better revenge than I could have ever imagined.  I was ready to find my table and play with my date under it.  This encounter had refueled my tank in such an unexpected way. 

     As I walked into the reception hall, I passed by Roxanne and her miracle grow, smiling slyly as they both glared.  You will not affect me today.  I am making up for years of lost time today cunt.  All the sex you gave away, well its coming my way in a better manner and package that you could ever deliver.  Hell, even if there was no round 3, I was on cloud nine and no longer attached to a fraudulent dick jumper.

     My date stood and greeted me with a kiss.  She held me so close that I could feel her hear and pussy beat.  I grabbed her ass forgetting that we were surrounded by generations of family.  I wanted to bend her over the table and begin a tutorial of how to fuck a hot chick right there.  But the scarlet look from my brother let me know that my wedding escapades needed to be shelved…for now. 

 

Wedding Date Pt 2

     The wedding was beautiful and I got to see my brother cry.  But honestly, my focus was on Roxanne and my incredible arrival to the venue.  Roxanne seemed like such a happy whale sitting with my cousin…that is until she saw my date.  Her face plummeted to the floor and she began anxiously whispering in her baby making cohort’s ear; presumably trying to talk him into leaving. 

     As we took pictures after the wedding, I had to concentrate hard in order to keep from poking my partner bridesmaid in the head with my penis due to my total recall of the day’s drive in. 

   After about two dances, my amazon sex kitten took me by the hand and led me to an empty room at the venue.  My mind began to race in anticipation of round two would bring…but I did not see this coming.  As we crossed the threshold, there stood the bridesmaid that I had been paired with.  They were friends and CO-WORKERS.OMFG, my new sister-in-law was buddies with escorts?! Is this how she met my brother? Better yet, why do I care?

     As I was contemplating the actuality of the moment, this buxom duo had exposed their love of the lady pond.  They weren’t simply taking a dip in it, they were backstroking in each other’s streams.  My penis was highly envious of their tongues.  They must have sensed my threesome virginity, because after a few moments, I was pulled on to the floor held down by two excited women.  One sat on my tongue while the other took a ride on the bugling penis.

    Dear God, please do not let me end this quickly.  Please let me contain myself so that I could enjoy this moment and possibly relive it again at a later date.  This trip on the erotic escort train had my toes curling and tears of abundant joy collecting in my eyes. 

     The bridesmaid had a sweet taste and began to shower down onto my face.  I felt my ending coming and felt the power propelling it, just as the door opened…

Wedding Date pt 1

     I was excited when my brother announced that he was getting married.  I was even more thrilled when he asked me to be the best man; but my excitement decreased when my faux escort of a girlfriend of 3 years, Roxanne, revealed that she was pregnant by another man.  I was not looking forward to arriving at this wedding without a date…….or even worse, on the arm of one of my future sister-in-law’s not so hot friends.  I wanted to turn heads with a hot, sexy, voluptuous woman; especially since my former flame would be there with my third cousin Jason, the father of her child. 

    I needed Roxanne to lose her composure when she laid eyes on my incredibly hot and sexy date.  My ideal “get even” date seemed like a hefty request, but as always, I needed more.  I needed a woman that looked as if I plucked her from an erotic magazine and be willing to perform as such by the end of the night.  I needed to show Roxanne what hot really was and that she was not it.

     After convincing myself that I could only achieve this by way of an escort, I set out to find the best escort that I could afford.  When I met the escort in route to the wedding, myself and my second head knew that I made the right choice.  This girl was sexy and hot beyond what my brain could put together.  Legs that stretched to heaven, a waist that is normally reserved for dolls and dimensions that would make flotation devices jealous.  This escort was hotter than the sun and sexier than the word itself. 

      I knew that I had only 45 minutes to arrive at the church, but my, now at attention penis, yearned me to pull onto a side street and get my money’s worth now.  She must have noticed my excitement, because this escort began to raise her dress up her sexy thighs, eventually exposing her hot vagina.  I almost lost control of the car and my penis as this girl became even sexier to me.  I reached over and began massaging her hot escort core, and she began to unbuckle my pants.  

     Once my manhood was exposed, she laid across the center console and began to pleasure me as I reached down past her ass to her hot, sexy, moist vagina.  I was going to pull over to the side of the road and take this hot moment to another level, but this sexy escort look up at me and yearn for me let her taste my cream.  This drove me wild.  Until now, the only other partner I ever had was Roxanne and she ran from my seed as if it were toxic.  I continued to drive and let this sexy moment with this super-hot dream fulfilling escort reach its peak. 

   I began to rock my pelvis into sexy her jaw, not concerning myself with being seen or causing damage.  The heat generated as this escort began to vibrate on my tip forced me to explode.  As I shot my rapid fire, she caught it all, missing not one single drop.  She swallowed my load, wiped the corners of her mouth, grabbed my hand and licked her essence from my hand. 

Holiday in London Pt. 2

     The heat from her pussy was beckoning him to remain……..to release his seeds so that roots could take.  Her moans that increased in volume where the sweetest melody his ears had ever witnessed.  As she rocked back onto him, he felt the depths of her and yearned for the moment to last eternally.

      Darren’s ending was nearing with the force of a bullet train and as he erupted inside her, Maria grabbed hold of the back of the couch until her knuckles turned white.  He pounded her into redness due to the intensity of his climax. 

   He removed is still erect penis from her and slouched onto the couch.  Maria turned around and kissed Darren, whispering in his ear, “This was worth the wait.”

     Darren exhaled and smiled at her, pleased that she was satisfied and not up in arms by him fertilizing her.  Maria noticed that his penis was thinly coated with semen and it had not laid its head back down.  He was still ready, and she was still pulsating.  She laid flat on her stomach, crossing her arms beneath her chin and took him into her mouth fully.  Darren had no idea how to react.  He began to rock his pelvis upward, bouncing his penis off of her tonsils. 

       Just as he thought that her skill level rivalled playmates, Maria lifted up slightly, licked her hand and began massaging his balls as she deeply kissed the base of his manhood.  His legs locked on him.  Never before had he felt such passion and pleasure coursing through his entire body.  He wanted to mount her again, but could not move. 

    Maria was pleased that it was now her time to take control.  She climbed on top of her oaken lover ad slid down slowly onto his hardened chocolate stick.  As she neared the base, she let out a seductive swoon, then placed her feet on either side of him on the couch and began bouncing like a wave crashing ashore.   Darren reached around to take hold of her ample breasts as Maria rested her head backwards on his shoulder. 

     Darren knew that he could not contain himself any longer, therefore when Maria’s vagina unleashed a waterfall onto his lap…….the eruption that accompanied was more intense than the first.

Holiday in London pt. 1

     Darren was most than excited to finally come face to face with Maria.  The two met online and had given birth to a tumultuous sex life over video chat.  Throughout the flight and car ride to her London flat, his mind and body was consumed with the realization that he would finally taste the tight sweetness he had pleasured himself to over the past 6 months.  His mouth was salivating and his loins were pulsating in anticipation. 

   Once the car stopped in front of Maria’s London flat, Darren had to take a deep breath in order to keep himself from leaping from the car and running through the door.  He paid the driver, removed his single piece of luggage and proceeded to the door.  As he raised his fist to knock, the door opened exposing Maria in her full natural beauty.  No longer did he need to use his imagination he thought to himself, as his nose captured a hint of her sweet perfume.  Just as he stepped across the threshold and his expanding penis attempted to burst through his pants, Maria closed the door behind him and pressed her back against the door. 

    Slyly biting the corner of her bottom lip, her right hand motioned him to approach her.  With little effort or thought, Darren removed his pants and gazed upon the body he so craved.  He took a step forward then knelt on the floor and began to feast upon her sun kissed vagina. Maria grabbed the back of his head as he buried his tongue deep inside of her, sliding his tongue against the interior of her clitoris.  Maria’s eyes rolled back as her pleasure level hit limits she never knew could be reached.

     After sliding his arms behind her legs and taking hold of her supple ass, Darren lifted her into the air carrying her to a nearly sofa.  As she slowly fell onto the plush cushions, she looked down in amazement that he had not ceased to pleasure her throbbing pussy.  Once the warmth of her pleasure kissed his face, Darren stood by the sofa as Maria sat up and took him into her mouth.  As wonderful as it was to feel her tongue slide along the length of his dick, his mind could not stop yearning to finally thrust her London breed sweet spot.

     The vibration caused from her moaning as she allowed him to make love to her mouth as she massaged her pussy, brought Darren’s pleasure level close to completion.  He pulled her up from the couch by her shoulders, kissed her forehead and turned her to face the couch.  As she placed her knees onto the cushions, he could not help but gaze at her dripping pussy and lick his lips…..savoring her essence. 

     As her back bent and legs parted, he quickly placed his left leg onto the couch and crammed his pleasure pole deep into her.  All that could be heard was the melody of their skin connecting and faint moans from Maria.  Never before had Darren wanted to venture to London, and at this very moment, he never wanted to leave.       

Club Erotica

     Marsha had become bored with her holiday in London.  All the other girls in the flat that she shared found enjoyment in shopping, theater and constant brunches.  She wanted more.  She wanted and experience that would create lifelong memories.  Something that would ignite something in her.

     Therefore, when she overheard a neighbor talking about an underground club in a seedy part of London, she couldn’t contain inviting herself along.  From her audio intrusion, she knew that this ‘Club Erotica’ would be brimming with various girls native to London with no inhibitions as it pertains to the erotic.  This moistened Marsha.  She had long wanted to explore the pleasures associated with a dip in the lady pond, but never became presented with an opportunity.

      Later that evening, after her naïve, unadventurous mates left for yet another show, Marsha slipped into nothing more than a body hugging, knee-length dress and hills.  She pulled her hair up into a seductive messy bun and admired her physique in the bathroom mirror.  Her mind began to fantasize about the utter debauchery she presumed would fill her night.  The erotic visions dancing about her head made her loins pulse and moisten. 

     After a short cab ride, she and her curvaceous neighbor arrived at what looked no different than an aged store front with plain sign in the window that read, “Club Erotica: Where Wet Dreams Come True”.   As the tight bodied duo stepped through the entrance, Marsha noticed that her club mate’s derriere was perfectly shaped and quite endowed.  Once through the door, she looked about and saw a multitude of girls engaging in several stages of erotic pleasure.  As arousing as the scenes of her new found London were, presently, all she could think about was diving into the girls that has been within arm’s reach for months now.

     Marsha’s hardened nipples were obvious beneath her dress.  Her neighbor noticed as they reached the bar and she turned to ask if she wanted a drink.  The buxom brunette licked the bottom of her top lip and began to dance seductively while gazing into Marsha’s eyes.  As if unaware that she was surrounded by a multitude of girls, Marsha stepped closer and exposed her perky, plump breast. 

     Within seconds, her right breast was in the mouth of her mate and her vagina was filled with two fingers not her own.  After completely lubricating her fingers with Marsha’s juices, the young woman placed them into Marsha’s mouth. While tasting her own sweetness, Marsha slid up the dress of her target and began to journey to her knees.  There were no panties in her way.  Simply a very generous portion of woman staring Marsha in the face, beckoning her to taste. 

     Before given any thought, Marsha had a clitoris cradled within her tongue, a hand on a breast and another massaging her own erotic zone.  Her mate clinched the edges of the bar as her breathing increased and her legs spread widen to welcome the virgin tongue.  Just as she felt herself begin to squirt onto the floor, her girl of the night rain down upon her as well.  

Chicago Sexy Pt. 2

     The scarlet stranger began to moan as her back arched and legs widened welcoming Eric in.  As he entered deeper inside her, he began to nibble gently on her neck.  Feeling that his climax was closer to the horizon than hers, Eric placed her right breast into his mouth, caressing the nipple with the tip of his tongue.  He removed himself from inside her and placed two fingers gently on her clitoris, massaging her towards ecstasy.

    As her breathing became a rapid pant, Eric slid down her body grasping her buttocks pulling her onto his face.  When he realized that this red flame was born a blonde, it made him pulsate against the sheets of the bed.  He kissed her vagina deeply and passionately.  This Chicago playmate was so consumed with passion that she was squirming about in the bed, biting her tongue to suppress the boisterous moans.  Within moments, Eric was covered with her warm confirmation of satisfaction.

    As he lifted his head, the curvaceous sex kitten turned over onto her side, bending her legs slightly.  Eric gave a sly grin, positioning himself on his knees, lifting one of her legs onto his chest.  As ready as he was to reenter her, his penis was more enthralled by the plump vision before it.  Eric moved in slowly, teasing her with his head.  Slipping inside……one centimeter at a time. 

   A faint, “Fuck,” could be heard just above the beat created by the meeting of their flesh.  Eric took hold of her leg that was laying on the bed pulling her into him at the same rate that he pumped his passion into her.  Just as the vixen bit tightly upon her bottom lip and began rubbing her hardened nipples, Eric felt his load explode violently within her warmth.

     He knew that he should remove him, but the heat encasing his penis was a feeling he refused to let end.  Once the last drop spilled from his body, Eric leaned over and kissed his Chicago dream. 

     As he laid on the cotton sheets of his borrowed bed, his mind began to replay the evening and fantasize of a replay.  The woman nuzzled on his chest, let him know that additional interaction was possible.  He fluttering eyelids, let him know that he was not as below average as he believed.  As his mind calmed, he began to join his concubine in slumber.  What a glorious night in Chicago.

    

     

Chicago Sexy

         Most men have had a fantasy or two about a sexy, voluptuous playmate gracing them with a torrid night of erotic exploration.  Very few actually experience it, or believe that a last minute business trip would turn fantasy into reality.  But for mid-level salesman, Eric, the late night pity-fest in the lounge of his hotel was about to make Chicago the sexiest place on the planet for him.  As he sat drowning the sorrows of his failed afternoon meeting in a glass of cheap bourbon, a buxom ginger made her way over to his side by the bar.

      He looked up at her meekly as she caressed his shoulder.  Their eyes met and Eric could see his night turning around.  It was as if the shy, frail man-child had jumped from his bar stool into the greatest adult movie of his millennial generation.

    With a single gulp, he emptied his glass and took the unnamed playmate by the hand; leading her swiftly to the elevator.  As the two waited for their vertical chariot, Eric felt his heartbeat increase as he stared into the plumpness of her breast and thighs.  He knew that he needed to capitalize on this moment before she could speak of a price or notice his less than average manhood bouncing about beneath his slacks. 

     As they arrived before his hotel room door, Eric slid his left arm about her waist……pulled her close and began to kiss her as if she were the last woman left on the planet.  As he retreated, expecting her to flee, she smiled.  Quickly, he open the door and followed her inside while gazing as her ample rear assets.  Eric knew that he had to move quickly and not prolong foreplay, because visually she was taking him dangerously close to a climax. 

     He tried earnestly to control his inflamed loins as he watched her slowly slink out of her body hugging black dress.  He began to pulse harder within his manhood as she revealed her perfectly rounded, perky breast and her lace draped vagina.  As she removed the translucent black lace panties, Eric all but fainted while exploding all over himself.  It was as if this fire crowned stranger was reading his mind, for his playmate for the night slowly walked to him and slid down to her knees.

   It was then that she completed the removal of his pants and took all of him into her mouth.  Eric finally relaxed.  He grabbed a handful of her crimson hair and crammed himself deep into her throat.  After a few minutes he pulled her up, grabbed her by the waist and kissed her hard and fast as he guided her backwards onto the bad.  With no hesitation nor any of his usual clumsiness, he entered her overflowing vagina.  As his tip passed by her clitoris, his eyes rolled to the back of his head in ecstasy.  He began to thrust into her as if he were a veteran construction worker building a bridge to paradise.