I have never been so wet and wanted to indulge my lust so much.

Like every other guy on here, you made me very hard and leaking a bit which I'm currently using for lube since you'
re not here. I hate to disappoint you by wasting what's cumming but your not here.
 
My mom finally arrived at the florist shop and after our lunch let me leave for the afternoon. I need to return later tonight and close but I feel like it's important to respond to all of your encouraging messages. I don't think you know how much all of your attention means to me. I felt so alone with my boyfriend for those three years and now that I am free of him, I am beginning to bloom like a Spring flower. As I explore my new-found sexuality, I've begun to experiment by writing these erotic forums for each of you, and then affording myself time at night to undress behind locked doors with a hot bath, body lotion and a really big dildo. If walls could talk, they would tell you that I've been a very bad girl. I am sorry if I have failed to respond to anyone here, as I am trying to keep track of all my responses. Some of you are sweet while others clearly naughty, but I most enjoy the really detailed fantasies that a few have written about spoiling me in ways that have never been offered before. I hope to catch up and respond to you all in due time, so please be patient as I am working two jobs and still have the busy lifestyle of a young woman.

I earlier described what I imagined after my shower last night, but I'd like to be a little dirtier before I bathe again. I hope that this won't antagonize some of the nastier messages that I received earlier from at least two persons that called me a cow and a whore. I have never been mean to anyone in my life, so please don't be abusive to me if you don't like what you read. This is just me sharing my sexual fantasies with you all, and I am hopeful that these stories will bring you some personal pleasure while 'you' are behind closed doors too. As much as I enjoy talking dirty to appreciative and flirtatious men, I must admit that I get so wet when someone writes and tells me that he is masturbating for me. Some girls might think those men perverse, but I feel that their attraction to me is genuine. I may not be beautiful like many girls, but I still believe that I have some cute traits which make me uniquely adorable.

What I want to write is something that each of you can imagine happening between yourself and me after an evening at the bar. After all, I needed a ride home, and you were so sweet to offer me an escort. You noticed me while sharing dinner with your own friends, watching how I danced so delicately and sometimes silly like girls often will when being playful. I wore my silk slip of a dress in a soft cream color to complement my blonde hair, but it was the skin-tone sheer stockings and matching high heel pumps which caught your eye. I chose not to wear a bra tonight, but then my dress fir snug and pressed my breasts tightly together. The stockings are thigh high but when my dress pulled across my bottom, an attentive man might have seen my lace panties peeking out from beneath. I didn't drink much but tend to get silly sometimes, flirting on the dance floor but not being too forward or provocative. But then I noticed you looking at me with that delicious smile, and I knew that someone who sincerely appreciates a pretty girl had taken notice of me.

After you bought me a drink and small-talked me away from both our groups of friends, you asked if I needed a ride home. I whispered to my girlfriends that they could continue to the nightclub and that I would be fine, then allowed you to drape my coat over my shoulders and led me to your car. It was warm inside once the heat began to flow, our drive short but comfortable as we looked over at one another with soft smiles and sincere interest. Once at my home and parked in front of the staircase leading to my second-floor room above my parent's own home, I asked if you wanted to listen to some music and maybe enjoy a nightcap. You didn't hesitate to follow me up the stairs, knowing full well that you were admiring my bottom and the contours of my stockinged legs. Once inside and our coats were laid aside, I placed a record on while you used the bathroom. I took my coat off and slid one of my shoulder straps down before you returned, holding out your drink and noticing that you'd seen what I'd done.

We didn't talk long before I stood a little closer and looked up into your eyes. Being short and curvaceous as I am, your view was of my enticing cleavage and warm smile. I slid the other shoulder strap down and let my dress hang against upturned nipples firming with anticipation. I imagined that you were getting hard imagining what would happen next, so I placed your drink on the table and then slowly unzipped your pants. You caressed my hair behind my ear and looked down as I slid my hand inside, finding that you were harder than expected and already moist with precum. Careful not to make you explode too soon, I drew you out and watched as your shaft stood tall and throbbing against your waist. I lowered my dress to reveal large but firm breasts, kneeling so that your cock cold slide within my wide cleavage. I fingered your masculinity between my boobs and pressed them together so that you could thrust yourself slowly while all the while looking at my moist mouth.

I dropped my dress down over my hips so that you could see the garter belt beneath, my lace panties the color of cream but revealing a swelling pink clit beneath the edge. As your cock began to cream and make my cleavage slick, I looked down and directed your length up towards my lips, pink and full but with a warming smile, they invited you to indulge in what I wanted more than anything this night. A soft kiss for your full head and then your foreskin pulled back to rest a lush rim of flesh against my tongue. I tasted your sexuality for the first time and nearly swooned, sliding my mouth over your thick rod until I could feel it touch the back of my throat. You slid a hand behind my head and drew my face closer, then pushed yourself softly inside until I began to swallow in response. You first orgasm filled my mouth to bursting. flowing over my lips and dripping down over my plump nipples. I became so sexualized by your climax that I began to suck you harder, intent that your next load would be so thick and ropey it would make me gag and choke.

Euphoric with ecstasy and doing what I've always imagined with an older man, I sucked you dry and then stood so that you could lift me by my waist. I spread my stockinged legs around your waist, your hands holding me up by my bottom as you walked me over to the bedside. Laying me down gently, I raised my legs so that you could slide my panties down, but I wanted to keep the stockings and pumps on to coax you further. My breasts spread to either side as I reached above my head and gripped the headboard. You raised my legs and bent them at the knees, placing my pumps against your shoulders, then knelt close enough that I could feel your head caress my pink, swollen clit. I looked up at you as your cock pushed inside me, your body thrusting hard and deep to make me gasp out loud. I was shaking with submission as your domineering manhood drove harder than I thought possible, my breasts swaying with each forceful pump of my cream slick pussy.

I clenched my teeth so I wouldn't scream, but you are so huge and I felt like I was being ravished. I bent my legs further so you would lay on top of me, reaching as deep as your balls so that I could feel your entire length. I told you to fuck me hard and cum inside me, then moved my body with each forceful fuck that you could afford me. I let my mind go blank and submitted my own body for your pleasure, feeling infused with the kind of lust that I've only seen in erotic films. The more you fucked me, the more I needed to be used hard. I had spent years denied what I was experiencing with you this night, and I wanted to indulge my every desire. I cried your name and said things that would make most girls blush, but I wanted you to need me more than any other girl. I couldn't think and didn't want to, beyond the flashes of my imagination that I would bend over for you when you had finished filling me with cum.

If you are hard for me and want to know what happens next ... you'll just need to be sweet to me and come back soon for the conclusion.

I did say that I enjoy teasing a man's cock to hardness. Now maybe you'll slide your fingers around yours and stroke yourself for me.

Cum back soon, Sweetie. 🫦
I stroked myself after reading this, throbbing with the thought of your pouty lips sucking hungrily on my thick, hard cock, imagining your curvaceous ass, shapely thighs and plump, tasty pussy. As I lay in bed, eyes closed, the image of your avatar in my mind, I lost control, my thick white cum pumping from my cock, covering my flat stomach and chest. I finally caught my breath, looked down at the mess I created, ran my fingers through the thick cream and put them in my mouth, savoring my seed. I continued to scoop and lick my cum, 3, 4, 5 times but my body was still covered with my jizz. I went to the bathroom to clean up before my wife could question me…
 
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