A middle-aged man nicely dressed in dark slacks and a white, short-sleeved button-up shirt walked arm in arm with a ravishing young blonde. She was wearing a short, sexy black skirt that revealed slender bronzed legs and a yellow pullover half-top that showed off her smooth stomach and gold belly ring.nn"Are you sure about this, Shannon?" Harold questioned uncertainly. nn"He's highly recommended, and I was promised he has the highest quality girls in the city," his loving wife reassured him with a gentle squeeze of the hand. "It's my birthday gift to you, so relax and enjoy the evening."nn"You won't get jealous?"nn"Do you think I'd be doing this if I thought I would? Please, Harold, have a sense of adventure for once. Besides, you need all the inspiration you can get. And I have firsthand knowledge about your natural affinity for the younger ladies."nnShannon glanced over with raised eyebrows and flashed him a smile. Harold smiled back, but he felt a twinge of guilt. Even though eight years elapsed since their marriage, he still had wandering eyes and was drawn to the vibrant innocence of youth. In one way he selfishly wished that she was still eighteen. How he missed those first few years together.nn"I know I'm not always able to finish things in the bedroom, but am I still… attractive to you?" he nervously questioned as he began to wonder what her motives really were.nnShe squeezed his hand again. "I'm not trying to find you another eighteen year old girl so I can leave our marriage.
WANT TO FEEL US BECUMMING ONE IN PASSION AND LUST. WANT TO FEEL OUR HOT JUICES MIXING AS YOUR FUCKING MY HOT WET PUSSY WITH YOUR HARD SEXY COCK DEEP INSIDE OF ME FUCKING ME DOGGY STYLE.rnrnWANT TO FEEL YOU BITING MY NECK TO SHOW ME THAT YOU WANT AND CRAVE ME. AS YOUR BEHIND ME SLIDING YOUR SEMI-HARD COCK DEEP INSIDE MY HOT TIGHT ASS. FEELING YOU PULL MY HAIR AS YOU PUMP HARD AND DEEP , YOUR COCK GROWING HARD AND THROBBING ONCE AGAIN.rnrnWANT TO FEEL YOU OWN ME AS YOU SHOOT YOUR HOT LOAD DEEP INSIDE MY HOT TIGHT ASS. NOW WANT TO FEEL YOU COLLASPE ONTO MY BODY AS I FALL TO THE BED. WRAPPING YOUR ARMS AROUND UNDER MY BODY. KISSING MY SHOULDERS AND BITING MY NECK.rnrnWANT TO FEEL YOU WANT ME IN PERSON. WANT TO TO PLEASE YOU LIKE NO OTHER EVER HAS OR WILL
This is the first of what I hope will be a series of stories about my early sexual experiences. They will not come out in chronological order more than likely.nnThey mostly have to do with prostitutes, massage parlours, brothels and the like. If those are not your thing, stand by, other stories will be coming soon! Also, they are TRUE stories, not fantasies, so not all of them are what everyone might consider erotic or sexy.nn================nnWhen I was 18, I was still a virgin. All my friends claimed to have had sexual experiences, and as far as I could tell they were telling the truth. I was understandably worried that I was getting left behind. At that age I was still fairly shy and insecure around girls, and had not yet discovered the simple tricks of how to get laid (i. go for it and hope for the best! Sooner or later everyone gets lucky!nnShortly after my 18th birthday I decided that enough was enough, and started searching through the local newspapers and on the internet (which was still fairly basic in Greece then) for "working girls." I had decided that this would be the only way out of my predicament. Eventually I settled on a particular escort agency, based on a few reviews I had read online. I rang up the agency and spoke to the Madam. I explained the situation to her in detail, and she recommended a "love-hotel" in the centre of Athens, and told me that she would send one of her best girls as soon as I arrived there and advised her of my room number. nnShaking slightly with nervousness and excitement, I jumped in a cab, went to the hotel, got a room, and made the call. Then I lay back on the round water-bed, stared for a while at the mirror on the ceiling, and then settled down for a while to watch the porno channels.nnA little while later I was suddenly woken from my doze by a knocking on the door. I had no idea how long I had been asleep, and for a few seconds could not remember where I was.
Denise looked at herself in the mirror. She hadn't tried the dress on when she saw it. She was glad she hadn't, because it was a little small. Not that the white suede looked bad on her 5' 6 ' 125 lbs body. It was just that had she tried it on she would have thought about it and little nagging thoughts may have talked her out of it. She had seen the dress on a mannequin while walking around the mall on her lunch. She went in and asked for the dress from the display. When pointed to the rack that held the others, Denise insisted to the lady that she wanted the one off the mannequin. Then went past the food court to Frederick's of Hollywood to buy accessories. She'd probably spent four hundred dollars on her little lunch time excursion, but she was sure her boyfriend wouldn't mind.nnThe hardest thing to find had been the shoes, no store at the mall had what she was looking for, but a lady at one of the stores gave her an address of a place downtown. She waited till after work to go check it out, because it was on the other side of town and she was already late getting back to work. nnShe left the bags containing her purchases in the trunk of her car, but all afternoon she saw them in her head. She saw her waist length black hair cascading down her back against the dress. She saw under the dress to the small white pair of crotchless panties, the ones where the front was shaped like a butterfly. And Further up her body to the transparent white bra, with the holes her nipples would stick through, which would be holding her 34c breasts. She then decided that she would have to get some new white stockings when she got her shoes this afternoon white, ones with the elastic in top so they stay up on their own. She didn't like garter belts. Besides seeing that little extra bit of olive skin might drive her boyfriend crazier. Not that dress showed much.
