I walked into the bar with my family, and there she was sat on a bar stool, long red hair, red dress, huge boob, red heels, red nail polish and the to die for red lip stick. I took one look at this magnificent lady in front of me and I was in love. My parents walked over to her and sat me down next to her, they said she will look after me as they go about enjoying the party in the bar.
The There’s something about her, something mysterious
Her perfect pout, so delicious
Her red lipstick, perfectly smeared over her lips
With Long red hair, flowing towards her hips
Red nail polish glistens, as it catches the light
There’s no one so beautiful, this night.
There I was laying on a table butt naked, with just a towel covering my lady parts, face down, waiting for my masseur. I hear the door open, “are you ready madam” I hear a husky french voice and immediately start to hope he isn’t attractive.
“Yes, I’m ready thank you”
He begins to pour oil into his hands, and starts to rub them together, gently placing them on the top of my back, running his hands up and down. The smell of lavender surrounding the room, as he starts to apply pressure to my shoulders, gently massaging them. I let out a soft moan, and he says “Oh, madame, you are very tense”.
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*Snap, Snap, Snap* taking photos of this beautiful wedding, and all these happy faces, is one reason why I became a professional photographer. The happiness and joy on the faces of the happy couple as well as their families is bliss. The other reason I do wedding photography is the bridesmaids and women who attend the weddings. I find them to be so broody and horny at the same time, they’re easy targets for the odd one night stand or the short intense relationships without strings.
Ever since I was heart broken at as a young guy in my late teens, I have lost the emotional connection to women in a romantic sense, they’re now just items to help with my extremely high sex drive.
My first time, my best friends stag weekend, being in a strip club is a surreal experience. I mean, how does a guy get off watching a girl do a couple minutes worth of dancing for him? This was my view on strip clubs, I’d usually be the one sat alone watching the drinks whilst all my friends got their dances and spent their money.
This time was slightly different, the girls were absolutely beautiful. I mean so beautiful to the point where I was tempted by so many to part with my money for a few minutes of watching them strip and tease me with their bodies. Each one, I managed to successfully insult, unintentionally of course, I just could not see the enjoyment of it, when there was a different girl every 5 minutes dancing on the pole in front of us for free.
I just want to rip her clothes off, just throw her against the wall, pull her legs up round my waist and pin her arms up above her head. I just want to thrust my penis deep inside her, and start to fuck her like there’s no tomorrow. I would dig my teeth into her neck, grip her ass so hard, biting my way to her ear lobe, all the way across her cleavage to the other side.
I would squeeze her thighs and use them to ram her whole body against mine, to fuck her so hard and so deep, pulling her away from the wall, her tiny little body wrapped around mind, I’d fuck her standing, throw her about, bend her over, spank her cute little ass, watch her boobs bounce all over the place as I fuck her like my little whore.
I’d grip her by her throat as I make her suck my cock, and then I’d make her stick her tongue out, with her mouth wide open so I could shoot my load all over her face, tongue and tits.
Oh fuck the things I’d do to Tina…
“Paul, hello… is my sister home?”
He stutters, composing himself, standing in the door way looking at his sister – in – law, he feels the bulge in his jeans get harder and harder, keeping the door ajar;
“No she isn’t her at the moment”
“Okay, I’ll come back later”
As Tina leaves, he grips his rock hard cock and squeezes watching her cute little bum walk away, biting his bottom lip, desperate to finish himself off.