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Rainy Day Fun
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Rainy Day Fun What to do on a rainy day???? Same thing I try to do every day - get laid! But, how do I do it creatively? Oo! Oo! Oo! I know! I know! I'd put on one of my flimsy summer outfits that don't get much use in winter, and flash someone into fucking me. It's warm enough out and, besides, if it works I'll have some hot body warming me up soon. Let's see.. where is it? Ahh, there it is! My white jersey pants that are not only skin-tight around my butt and hips, but get nearly see-through when wet. Now for the matching top. OK, there it is, my nice, tight, white cotton pull-over that's almost see-through when DRY, and looks like saran wrap when wet. I'd usually go bra-less and panty-less, but I've found out that the sight of a postage-stamp-sized string thong, and mini lace bra (that just supports my boobs but doesn't quite hide my nipples) under clingy clothes, is an extra turn-on. Like the guy is seeing something he's not supposed to. Like being a peeping-Tom. So, on with the barely-there undies and my water absorbant pants and top. Looking in the mirror, with everything dry and not tooooooo transparent, even I had to admit I looked slutty-hot. Add a little rain, and I might as well be nude. PERFECT! I grabbed my hooded poncho raincoat (so it would look like I at least TRIED to stay dry) and headed out. As I pulled out of my driveway trying to decide where to go, I got the urge to go see Hubby and suck his dick, rubbing it all over my wet clothes. Hmmmm.. I can do BOTH! I drove to the Galleria area and parked in the garage that connects Hubby's office building to the others, but walked around outside first to get good and soaked, so my clothes would disappear, and then slipped on my poncho and went back inside. I didn't want to fuck anyone in Hubby's building (yet), so I went into the lobby of the adjoining building, took off my poncho, went over to the building directory, and stood there trying to look confused, lost, and helpless. I didn't take long at all. The silky deep voice behind me half-whispered in my ear. "Can I help you find something?" I turned around and was literally looking at his chest. He towered over me. Maybe 6'5" - 6'8". Tailored business suit. As I looked up at him, he looked down at my chest, practically drying my top with the heat of his stare. "I don't even know if I'm in the right building. I'm supposed to see my divorce lawyer, but I don't see his name here. Right now, I'd settle for someplace I could go and just get out of these wet clothes." Talk about a fucking HINT! He smiled a Cheshire-cat grin and, running his big hands over my head as if to dry off my hair, he said.. "I don't remember there being a law firm in this building, but I would love to help you with those wet clothes." Got him! "Lead the way. I'm freezing!" 10th floor. Offices all around with big glass doors. He leads me down the hall with his arm around me, holding me close, until we get to a back door to his office. He punches in the code, and in we go, sliding unnoticed past some busy worker-bees, into his own office. Nice office! Family photos, and photos of sports teams and souvineers - some signed - and some personal sports items on the walls. Figures. He looks like he could've dunked a few balls. He was about to dunk his into me! "Now let's get you out of those clothes!" My wet clothes hit the floor with a soggy thud while I was busy unzipping his pants and pulling his dick out to where I could suck on it. Holy shit! Big! Well, what would I have expected from a near 7-foot tall guy, but a dick sized to match! I hardly had to bend over to get my mouth around it and wolf it down. He had the rest of his clothes off by the time I had his dick hard and standing up like a huge chocolate covered flagpole daring me to try and take it all in. Dare accepted! He picked me up off the floor like a doll and raised me high enough so that he could suck on my nipples while I dangled there with my head almost hitting the ceiling. It was both a little scary and wildly erotic and exciting. When he set me down, he turned me around, bent me over his desk, and started working his dick past my butt cheeks, through my lips, rubbing past my clit, and deep into the hungry, wet recesses of my pussy. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! That was almost fainting good, and we hadn't even STARTED fucking yet! He stroked long, deep and slow - driving all the way in as far as I could take him, and then pulling all the way back out until the tip just tickled my clit, and then drove back in and then repeated the motion over and over - slow and powerful - making my body vibrate more and more with each thrust. He was dominating me without making me feel dominated, using my pussy for his pleasure without making me feel used. I just felt GREAT! I was just swooning with good feelings when he pulled out, rolled me over on my back, pulled my legs up onto his massive chest, and re-entered me, beginning his locomotive like strokes again, this time quickening the pace every few strokes. His hands surrounded my breasts, squeezing them and pulling them up until he was practically lifting me off the desk by my boobs, but it was surprisingly erotic and not painful at all. His thrusts got more powerful, urgent and DEEP, telling me his pleasure was nearing it's explosive peak, and forcing me to hold on to the edge of the desk to keep from getting pushed off the other end. He had already fucked multiple orgasms from my appreciative body when he grunted, shouted a loving<b> obscenity </font></b>and came with a massive thrust that almost had his dick push through my pussy into my lungs. Damn! That man could fuck! After a few more thrusts driving his cum deep into me, he released me and almost fell backwards, collapsing into his chair, breathing heavy and smiling that Cheshire-cat grin again. I just laid there catching my breath and letting my body adjust to NOT having that massive hunk of meat inside me. I guess sitting there staring at my swollen, wet, happy pussy inspired him, as he rolled his chair up to the desk and dove his tongue into my pussy, licking one final, leg-splitting orgasm out of my clit, and then he rolled back to watch the results of his handiwork that left me dripping both of our juices onto his carpet. "When can we do this again?" he asked. "Next time I'm lost, horny, and soaking wet." I struggled back into my now-freezing, wet clothes - not even bothering with my undies - gave him a quick peck-kiss goobbye, and let myself out, leaving him sitting there in his chair naked, with his dick hanging practically down to the floor. When I left home, I had the irresistable urge to suck Hubby's dick and even the fabulous fucking I just got didn't deter my throat from wanting Hubby's cum in it. I put on my poncho and splashed accross the lot to Hubby's building and up the elevator. The receptionist recognized me and just smiled as I flew past her to Hubby's office, closing and locking the door behind me and droping my poncho to the floor, exposing my wet, near-naked body to him. "Going out to get laid?" he asked I put my bra and thong on his desk and said, "Already did. Now I need YOUR dick in my mouth!" "What's the matter? Wasn't his dick UP to it?" "No, he was great, but he just made me hungrier for yours." He pushed his chair back, unzipped his pants, and pulled out my reward for a fucking well done. In a flash I was on my knees and between his legs, gulping down every delicious inch of him. His hands were on the back of my head helping me get all of him down swallow after swallow. I freed one hand from his shaft so I could stroke my reawakened pussy and still massage his meaty balls with the other. Knowing how much I love his cum deep inside me, when he felt his dick about to explode, he drove my head down onto his shaft until my chin hit his balls, and then blasted wave after wave of his manly essence all the way down my throat. When he let me up for a breath of air, I got the chance to get the last few spurts of his semen on my lips and tongue, and let some drip down my chin & neck, so I could spread it around like the best perfume on Earth. Having finally accomplished all my daily requirements, I gave his dick a kiss goodbye, tucked it back where I could find it later, collected my undies from his desk, and headed out. As I passed the receptionist, she smiled, waved, wished me a good weekend, and said, "Sounds like you got the weekend off to a good start." "You have NO idea!" I answered with a wave of my undies and a Cheshire-cat grin of my own. 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I like this; I’m hard as a rock. ...\8 Ladies, my dick his ALWAYS available, let me know when YOU want it for a good ride.
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As always !!!  & ...\8...\8...\8!! But I have a request. Pictures please! I would like to see that friging outfit!! wet of course! I promise you'll be one of the first to get new photos when I take some. Love ya, M. Join my 4F Club: Find 'em, Fellate 'em, Fuck 'em, FORGET 'EM!
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2/14/2009 10:27 am |
As always !!! & ...\8...\8...\8!! But I have a request. Pictures please! I would like to see that friging outfit!! wet of course! Play hard, play safe and play often!!!{=}
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