In part two, dated 9-6-19, I meet Mr. Hillside and begin using my powers of seduction to invade his mind and body through his cock.
Naturally, when I asked Mr. Hillside if he would like to have his cock between my tits, he was surprised, but he quickly regrouped. He stood up, walked over to me, put one hand behind my neck and kissed me while he reached behind with his other hand to squeeze my ass tightly. I put my hands on his hips and pulled him in closer. I felt his cock rubbing up against me as I felt myself going crazy with desire.
My hands went straight to the button on his slacks. I quickly had his pants and boxer briefs pulled partly down as I then knelt down to yank them all the way off. Once his pants were removed, and he had stepped out of them, I was finally able to take his cock into my hands. I longingly looked up at him and wrapped my lips around his bulging mushroom head.
I then placed my right hand at the base of his cock and encircled his leg with my left arm. This allowed me to run my fingernails up and down his inner thigh while I took more of his hard cock into my mouth. While I gave him head, my free hand made forays to tickle his balls and dig my nails into his firm ass.
He was just about to burst, but I stopped and stood up promptly. I felt a little guilty about taking him that far without letting him finish, but I knew I’d make it up to him. I wanted his first shot to be blown inside of me. I then laid down on a soft throw rug in his living room and removed my corset and thigh highs.
After I spread my legs, he ran his tongue over his lips and walked over to me. He bowed before me, and began licking. I thought Carly was good when it came to eating my pussy, but Mr. H was certainly no slouch, and it wasn’t long before I was in the realm of orgasmic delight!
As much as I was enjoying his smooth tongue technique, that’s not why I was there, so I rolled over and got on all fours. I reached back and parted my wet pussy lips, urging him to enter me. He quickly accepted my invitation and before I knew it, he was buried deep inside of me. I knew he couldn’t last long after all of the teasing and elongated foreplay he’d already encountered, but that was okay, I was primed and ready. I reached back and gave his balls a little squeeze that sent him straight into a colossal orgasm. Each spasm and stream of cum felt like an out of control fire hose going off inside of me causing loud moans of ecstasy to escape my lips.
After he was spent, he stayed semi-hard for a surprisingly long time inside me. Maybe that was because of the great view he had of my ass, or the way I was squeezing his cock from the inside.
When he finally slid out, he collapsed on his back next to me, and laid down on my stomach.
“I’m sorry,” he said, “but I really need to get to work soon, and I have to start getting ready all over again.”
“Are you sure you can’t stay just a little longer?” I asked, “I did promise you a titty-fuck.” He glanced down at my side-boob and I knew I had him. After he said that he could indeed stay a little longer, I asked him if he had any oil. When he replied that there was some olive oil in the kitchen, I told him to go and get it, and then I rolled over on my back.
After returning, he handed me the oil and he watched spellbound as I rubbed the oil all over my beautiful melons. He was partially hard when I told him to straddle my stomach. After he did, I stroked his cock with my oily hands until he was fully hard again. I then pulled him down and slid his cock between my slippery breasts. He started to rock back and forth as I kept him sandwiched between my tits tightly. It didn’t take long for him to cum again and I thoroughly enjoyed it as he shot his hot cream all over my luscious tits and stomach.
Being a gracious gentleman, when he recovered, he got a warm, wet towel and cleaned me off. He then said, “I’d love to spend the day with you, but I really do have to get a move on.”
“No problem,” I said as I got dressed. I’d gotten exactly what I’d wanted. Once I was dressed, I kissed him goodbye and walked back down to the cabin. Carly had a cougar-like ability to pick up scents, so I took a long, bubble bath to get rid of any lingering man-scent. While soaking, I relived every moment of our morning together.
My relationship with Carly ran its course and I moved back to the city to start grad school. To this day, whenever I take a bubble bath, I reminisce about the man in the house at the top of the hill.
You’re here. You’re hard. You’re horny. It’s time to call me.
I promise that I’ll give you something to reminisce about too!
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In part one, dated 8-30-19, I dumped my boyfriend and moved in with a hot blonde. I stumbled upon a beautiful man who was extremely well endowed. I dubbed him “Mr. Hillside”.
Of course the whole time Carly was penetrating me with her large strap-on, I was imagining being properly fucked by Mr. Hillside. I had orgasm after rolling orgasm and when our naughty interlude was over, I collapsed thoroughly exhausted, practically seeing stars. I knew what I needed to do next.
The next morning, I went out at the same time. I dressed casually for a hike. I was wearing short shorts and a zip up hoody. Beneath my hoodie, I wore a tightly fitted, low cut tank so that my breasts would be teasingly on display. I also packed a backpack full of supplies for my adventure into the hills. I was on a covert mission to meet the mysterious man at the top of the hill. After setting out and trekking it for a bit, I reached the area where I could view the house and the valley below without being seen.
To my surprise, I again, saw the hot guy in front of the window in his bedroom with a towel wrapped around his crowned jewels. He did his stretching in the sun and I was guessing that this was his morning routine before work. However, on this particular morning, after he completed his stretching regimen, he began to stroke his gorgeous cock. He stroked it at such a relaxed and leisurely pace and surprisingly, he did not cum. This struck me as a bit unusual. It seemed as if he just wanted to get it hard and move on with his day. In this moment, I knew that I just had to play with his cock and luckily, I was prepared!
It was unfortunate that Carly wasn’t into guys because a threesome would have been so amazing. Still, sometimes, it’s best to have the most divine things all to oneself. So, I walked up the hill and boldly knocked on his front door. When he answered, I said, “Good morning; is your wife home? I’m taking a survey for a women’s magazine.”
“Sorry,” he replied. “I’m not married.”
“Do you live with your girlfriend perhaps?” I asked.
“Nope, I live alone.”
His answer sent a jolt of electricity straight up between my creamy thighs! I just flashed a sexy smile and then asked, “Could I trouble you for a drink of water? That hike up the hill was a tad more arduous than I had thought it would be. I’m feeling a bit overheated and quite thirsty. I’m actually even feeling a little light-headed.”
“Of course,” he replied. “Come on in and sit down. I’ll get you a drink.” I went in and stood by the kitchen bar while he prepared a chilled glass of water and then presented it to me in a cool retro looking glass. His home was just as dreamy on the inside as it was on the outside. Not a single thing appeared to be out of place. His kitchen looked like it came from a model home and it even had a pasta faucet above the stove! (Holy shit! Who is this guy?!)
His appearance was just as tidy. He had on a suit which looked freshly pressed and his sports coat and tie were hanging on a valet with his polished shoes placed right beside it. He had the full-on Christian Grey vibe going on and I was consumed by his personal intricacy and enchanting surroundings.
“I’m sorry; you must be getting ready for work. Are you in a rush?”
“It’s okay, I don’t have to be in at any particular time, but I do have a lot to do today, so I can’t hang out for too long. I can give you a ride home if you like.”
My thoughts were entering my mind like a bullet train…no wife or girlfriend and he wasn’t in a rush. Everything was working out perfectly.
“Do you mind if I use your restroom?” I asked softly.
He casually pointed in the direction of the downstairs half-bath and I sauntered down the stairs in front of him, giving him yet another opportunity to take in my perfect ass. As I stepped inside, I flashed another alluring smile. Once inside, I opened my backpack and pulled out a black corset and nude thigh high stockings. I changed quickly and as a finishing touch, I put on some sexy hoop earrings and a pair of classy black stiletto heels that were certainly not made for hiking, but absolutely made for fucking!
Earlier, I had caught him trying to steal glances of my breasts that were partially concealed by my hoodie. I could also pretty much feel him staring right through me from the moment I first arrived, so I was not at all concerned about what was about to come next (pun intended). After letting my hair down and fluffing it a bit, I opened the bathroom door and stood there with my hands raised and propped up against the door frame. I was hoping that the scent of my arousal wouldn’t be too overt, given how turned on I was at this point in my little game of seduction!
He turned to look at me, and his eyes nearly popped right out of his head. I could tell that he was struggling to remain calm and maintain his composure. Although, I knew that I looked far too irresistible for him to completely mask his emotion and giddy surprise.
I looked over toward the opened door in the living room and I began to walk toward it. I tossed my hair with my hand, ensuring that as I walked by, my raven tresses would flutter against his arm. I then grabbed onto the door frame and looked over my shoulder, asking him in a sex laden tone, “Are you enjoying the view?”
“It’s, um, incredible” he replied. “In fact, I don’t recall it ever being more beautiful than it is today.” I coyly bit my bottom lip and then said, “I noticed you were staring at my tits earlier.” He looked shocked, but before he could respond, I added, “How would you like to feel your hard cock sandwiched right between them, handsome?”
To be continued…
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During my first summer after graduating college, I encountered my first sexual relationship with a woman. She was a very sexy and charismatic girl named Carly. Carly was a buxom blonde who had a very carefree and spontaneous nature, not to mention a silken tongue that was quite skilled at navigating my erogenous zones.
I first met Carly at a lavish costume party. At some point in the evening a game of Truth or Dare began and my boyfriend at the time foolishly (as he would later realize) dared me to kiss the girl next to me. As soon as our lips locked and I could feel her velvety tongue mingling with mine, I knew that I had to further experience what that warm, magical muscle of hers was capable of doing to the rest of my body.
So, over the next few weeks, Carly and I became more intimately acquainted and she and I started spending all of our free time together. My relationship with my boyfriend started to take a backseat to the newfound pleasures that were swirling between Carly and I. Sadly for him, he soon became my ex-boyfriend. (Careful what you dare someone to do during Truth or Dare.)
Carly lived in a secluded, foresty area well outside of the city where I had gone to school and she worked full time. I was going to be starting graduate school in the fall. She asked me if I wanted to come up and stay in her cabin over the summer (free of charge- major perk). She would be commuting back and forth to work during the week so I would have the place all to myself most of the time. This sounded like an opportunity that was too good to pass up, so I gladly accepted her invitation.
I was enjoying our exclusively girlie trysts even though I knew that they were likely just a passing fancy of mine. (Don’t judge me for taking advantage of free room and board from a hot girl with an eager tongue! I’m sure you would have too.)
One of the activities that I thoroughly enjoyed while living in the woods was going out each morning with a pair of binoculars and looking for birds and other wildlife. One morning I saw a hawk fly over the trees in front of me. As I followed his path, I say “he” because he flew with a grand air of masculinity about him. I watched him soar high in the sky for as long as I could until he flew out of my sight range.
I moved my binoculars about in hopes of discovering something just as enthralling to set my sights on. Soon I noticed a quaint house at the top of a hill. I stayed focused on the charming house for a quite few minutes because I liked the way it was nestled up high over the valley below where Carly’s cabin was situated.
Just when I was about to move on to sightsee a bit more, a man stepped in front of an upstairs window. He was wrapped in a towel from the waist down. Presumably, this was his bedroom window and he had just taken a shower. He was a very good looking guy and he definitely had my full attention as I zoomed in on his face and chest. I was pretty hidden among the trees and far enough away that I knew he couldn’t see me. (It was a good thing too because Mr. Hillside had me salivating.)
Just when I thought the view couldn’t get any better, he removed his towel and tossed it to the side. He stood in front of the window, completely naked, stretching his gorgeous body in the morning sunlight. My binoculars were aimed directly at his cock. He had the stance of a god. He extended his arms and arched his back for a minute and then turned around and slowly walked away. His ass was sexy as hell and his athletic build was just as impressive from the back as it was from the front!
I could feel myself getting aroused as my panties were starting to bunch up and cling to my moist pussy lips. I hadn’t been with a man since I started living with Carly and I was thinking about how hungry I was for cock after seeing his glorious body on display in the buff.
I spent the rest of the day thinking about this guy in the house at the top of the hillside and when Carly came home that night, I made it abundantly clear that I was “in the mood”. She probably wondered what had gotten into me, but I’m a sexual girl and I can be pretty damn beguiling when I want something.
After taking my cue, we started to embrace and make out. It was in a gentle fashion at first and then kissing with more and more fervor ensued. Soft moans escaped our lips as we pressed our breasts and bodies together, our legs entwining like ripened vines.
Then, I reached into the nightstand drawer that discreetly housed our vast collection of toys. I picked out one of several strap-ons (the one that looked most like Mr. Hillside’s phenomenal package). I breathlessly asked Carly to put it on and take me from behind. She was a bit taken aback as we rarely used this particularly, ahem…“large” toy, but she was obviously excited and more than willing to oblige my request.
I raised my perfectly round ass into the air and allowed her to penetrate my ripe pussy. I pressed my face into the pillow and dug my fingernails into the sheets, begging for her to give me her cock (just as I beg you for yours too, baby).
To be continued…
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