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NAUGHTY LITTLE TOWN GIRL
[TRUE STORY] ON THE KITCHEN TABLE
NAUGHTY LITTLE TOWN GIRL
Hi, I'm Zac 27 from England and of Asian heritage.
Recently, I've begun to spend more and more time travelling around Britain. I'm not specifically searching for anything in particular, but I travel to think. Recently through work I've been receiving odd mail, in particular a photograph arrived of some mines and the marking in the corner reads Netherton.
It's a small town, narrow streets with just about enough room for two small cars to pass one-another. The stone built houses are predominantly terraced and without front gardens. I got off my train(as rickety as it was it got me there in one piece), and set-off in search of an Inn where I can knock back a few whiskies, have some food, and rest before venturing out to the mines in the morning.
During my search I came across "The Royal Arms", it was exactly as I had liked it to be. The pub landlord was a lady, 40ish, with permed red hair transplanted from the early 90s, she called herself Erin. Her establishment was perfect; the mood was one of ardour. I sat for much of the evening with Erin, talking of the mines, and of a few sights which she said I should see. I must admit, as the drink settled in, I was paying less and less attention to what she was saying, and more attention to the curves formed by her neck when she spoke, the way her lips seemed to blush in the evening light.
A blast of cold air, and the noises of the world briefly snapped our conversation. In you came, softly apologising for the intrusion, and asking if there was a room spare for the night. "Yes, we have two rooms, one has been taken by Zac here, how many are there in your party?"
"Just one, Me"
You introduced yourself as Katie and took up a seat next to me at the bar. I, invariably was extremely interested in what a girl with such delicate, and beautiful features was doing in such a quiet corner of the world?
I bought you a few drinks; firstly you had a glass of Rosé, followed by a Red, and then, and other Rosé. By the time you were down to the last mouthful of wine, our chatter had slowed down, become quieter, softer, and more intimate, almost whispering. You're here to take a breather from your life, work is boring, your boyfriend isn't giving you any excitement, and you just want to liberate yourself from the chains of life. I allow my hands to trace along the seam of your shirt down your left side. You were telling me about how your boyfriend doesn't understand how frustrating, routine, and meaningless your sex life has become. I can feel your desire, and I can imagine nothing better than tearing your clothing off from top to bottom, and ravishing your every sense.
I feel your hand on my knee, it's small and warm, and I feel its warmth extend up my leg towards my cock. As you get closer, I can feel my cock get hard, within 5 seconds I have become completely sexually charged. Just as you’re about to grasp the tip of my manhood in your hand I grab your wrist, stopping you from reaching, and grasping my cock. The cock which has been made to throb by you.
Our eyes meet, I can see you looking into my brown eyes, I can see the sheer lust inside you, and you can see in my eyes that I want to feel my cock throbbing against your pussy. I want to feel as my cock inches inside you, and to have my lips trembling upon your neck, kissing, biting, and licking the left of your neck, and then the right side of your neck.
Erin comes back to the bar we pay our bill, and I can see the electricity between you and I may have awoken an amorous desire in her too. As we get up at the bar, we both almost stumbled onto the floor, thankfully our matched gracelessness just made us more in tune with one-another. We can't keep our hands to ourselves as we ascend the narrow stairs up to our respective rooms. I feel your hands desperately grasping for my rock hard cock, but each time I manage to deny you this confirmation. At the same time you can feel my hand is already pulling at the top of your trousers, and you feel my hand slip inside your panties.
Oh your wetness, it was amazing, to feel how badly your pussy needed me inside; it only increased my longing for you. As you felt my fingers slowly penetrate you, I felt you melt up against me, the softest moan escaping your lips. The pleasure of this is so much that I myself moan and groaned softly into your ear, my God you're so sexy!
As we slam into my room, for the first time that night I sink my teeth into your neck, biting, nipping, licking, kissing and caressing your slender neck with my mouth. At long last I deny you no longer; I feel your hands frantically grasp and my large, hard cock.
I whisper in your ear "My cock is yours; do with it as you please, remember it's only become this hard because of you, and for you. I want to feel my cock as it slow slips inside you. And then I want to pound your sexy pussy, hard, fast, and then slow, and deep, and then hard, and fast. I want to feel you quiver against me as I make you come over and over."
I feel you pull my trousers down in one shot and take my big cock in your hands and play with it, with your mouth. "Oh my God it feels so nice, your hands are so delicate and your mouth so perfect, it's heavenly." I pull my cock out from your grasp and then I lift you up onto the bed, here I take off your shirt, and then your boots, leaving your socks on, and then I peel off your trousers. You lay in front of me, taking off your bra revealing your perky breasts, and your perfect pussy.
I pull you towards myself by the legs, and with my cock throbbing against your pussy, literally a moment away from pushing it deep inside you (the thought of hearing you moan as my cock goes ever deeper inside of you almost makes me do it), I then allow my lips to tremble against your neck once more, my tongue licks down to your collar bones, and then to your breasts, I caress them and lick your nipples, at the same time as smelling your beautiful aromas. I can feel your muscles relax as my tongue now moves down to your navel, and then you feel my kisses and licking of your skin. I'm now between your legs, and you can feel that the tip of my tongue is close you your pussy, I want to lick and flick my tongue until you're unable to hold yourself, but I don't. Instead I kiss the inside of your legs, lightly nipping them with my teeth. My fingers and delicately tracing your whole body, all the while I feel your hands in my hair, pulling me towards your pussy.
I can hear you begging me to lick your pussy, to make you come harder than you ever have, just as you finish that sentence, you begin to moan as my tongue tastes your warmth. My tongue is moving rapidly licking your clit, and every so often inside you, 2 flicks, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9. You can feel my hands wrapped around your legs as I bury my face into you, my tongue is still flicking around darting rapidly around your pussy. I can feel you getting closer and closer to climax, "Lord, I want to feel you come against my face, with my face buried in your pussy"
I hear you moaning, telling me that you're going to come. I keep doing exactly as I have been doing, I can feel your stomach muscles stiffen as you come closer, and closer, and closer, to exploding with pleasure. And then I feel you quiver like a leaf as you come, in waves of pleasure. Within moments you've got me pinned down on the bed as you grind your pussy down on my hard cock, every inch of it you sit on, and the I feel you grinding against me, I can't tell you of the sheer pleasure I am feeling seeing my cock disappear inside you. I can't hold myself back I moan and I groan, it feels so loud that I think we may wake the whole world.
You lean forward and whisper into my ear "I want to feel your cock throb and jerk around inside my as you fill my pussy with your come. With those words I unleash, jet after jet of my come. As it leaves my body, I writhe in pleasure, and hearing you moan my name as I come sends me to heaven.
We both then passed out on the bed after some more kissing, cuddling, and caressing.
THE END
Recently, I've begun to spend more and more time travelling around Britain. I'm not specifically searching for anything in particular, but I travel to think. Recently through work I've been receiving odd mail, in particular a photograph arrived of some mines and the marking in the corner reads Netherton.
It's a small town, narrow streets with just about enough room for two small cars to pass one-another. The stone built houses are predominantly terraced and without front gardens. I got off my train(as rickety as it was it got me there in one piece), and set-off in search of an Inn where I can knock back a few whiskies, have some food, and rest before venturing out to the mines in the morning.
During my search I came across "The Royal Arms", it was exactly as I had liked it to be. The pub landlord was a lady, 40ish, with permed red hair transplanted from the early 90s, she called herself Erin. Her establishment was perfect; the mood was one of ardour. I sat for much of the evening with Erin, talking of the mines, and of a few sights which she said I should see. I must admit, as the drink settled in, I was paying less and less attention to what she was saying, and more attention to the curves formed by her neck when she spoke, the way her lips seemed to blush in the evening light.
A blast of cold air, and the noises of the world briefly snapped our conversation. In you came, softly apologising for the intrusion, and asking if there was a room spare for the night. "Yes, we have two rooms, one has been taken by Zac here, how many are there in your party?"
"Just one, Me"
You introduced yourself as Katie and took up a seat next to me at the bar. I, invariably was extremely interested in what a girl with such delicate, and beautiful features was doing in such a quiet corner of the world?
I bought you a few drinks; firstly you had a glass of Rosé, followed by a Red, and then, and other Rosé. By the time you were down to the last mouthful of wine, our chatter had slowed down, become quieter, softer, and more intimate, almost whispering. You're here to take a breather from your life, work is boring, your boyfriend isn't giving you any excitement, and you just want to liberate yourself from the chains of life. I allow my hands to trace along the seam of your shirt down your left side. You were telling me about how your boyfriend doesn't understand how frustrating, routine, and meaningless your sex life has become. I can feel your desire, and I can imagine nothing better than tearing your clothing off from top to bottom, and ravishing your every sense.
I feel your hand on my knee, it's small and warm, and I feel its warmth extend up my leg towards my cock. As you get closer, I can feel my cock get hard, within 5 seconds I have become completely sexually charged. Just as you’re about to grasp the tip of my manhood in your hand I grab your wrist, stopping you from reaching, and grasping my cock. The cock which has been made to throb by you.
Our eyes meet, I can see you looking into my brown eyes, I can see the sheer lust inside you, and you can see in my eyes that I want to feel my cock throbbing against your pussy. I want to feel as my cock inches inside you, and to have my lips trembling upon your neck, kissing, biting, and licking the left of your neck, and then the right side of your neck.
Erin comes back to the bar we pay our bill, and I can see the electricity between you and I may have awoken an amorous desire in her too. As we get up at the bar, we both almost stumbled onto the floor, thankfully our matched gracelessness just made us more in tune with one-another. We can't keep our hands to ourselves as we ascend the narrow stairs up to our respective rooms. I feel your hands desperately grasping for my rock hard cock, but each time I manage to deny you this confirmation. At the same time you can feel my hand is already pulling at the top of your trousers, and you feel my hand slip inside your panties.
Oh your wetness, it was amazing, to feel how badly your pussy needed me inside; it only increased my longing for you. As you felt my fingers slowly penetrate you, I felt you melt up against me, the softest moan escaping your lips. The pleasure of this is so much that I myself moan and groaned softly into your ear, my God you're so sexy!
As we slam into my room, for the first time that night I sink my teeth into your neck, biting, nipping, licking, kissing and caressing your slender neck with my mouth. At long last I deny you no longer; I feel your hands frantically grasp and my large, hard cock.
I whisper in your ear "My cock is yours; do with it as you please, remember it's only become this hard because of you, and for you. I want to feel my cock as it slow slips inside you. And then I want to pound your sexy pussy, hard, fast, and then slow, and deep, and then hard, and fast. I want to feel you quiver against me as I make you come over and over."
I feel you pull my trousers down in one shot and take my big cock in your hands and play with it, with your mouth. "Oh my God it feels so nice, your hands are so delicate and your mouth so perfect, it's heavenly." I pull my cock out from your grasp and then I lift you up onto the bed, here I take off your shirt, and then your boots, leaving your socks on, and then I peel off your trousers. You lay in front of me, taking off your bra revealing your perky breasts, and your perfect pussy.
I pull you towards myself by the legs, and with my cock throbbing against your pussy, literally a moment away from pushing it deep inside you (the thought of hearing you moan as my cock goes ever deeper inside of you almost makes me do it), I then allow my lips to tremble against your neck once more, my tongue licks down to your collar bones, and then to your breasts, I caress them and lick your nipples, at the same time as smelling your beautiful aromas. I can feel your muscles relax as my tongue now moves down to your navel, and then you feel my kisses and licking of your skin. I'm now between your legs, and you can feel that the tip of my tongue is close you your pussy, I want to lick and flick my tongue until you're unable to hold yourself, but I don't. Instead I kiss the inside of your legs, lightly nipping them with my teeth. My fingers and delicately tracing your whole body, all the while I feel your hands in my hair, pulling me towards your pussy.
I can hear you begging me to lick your pussy, to make you come harder than you ever have, just as you finish that sentence, you begin to moan as my tongue tastes your warmth. My tongue is moving rapidly licking your clit, and every so often inside you, 2 flicks, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9. You can feel my hands wrapped around your legs as I bury my face into you, my tongue is still flicking around darting rapidly around your pussy. I can feel you getting closer and closer to climax, "Lord, I want to feel you come against my face, with my face buried in your pussy"
I hear you moaning, telling me that you're going to come. I keep doing exactly as I have been doing, I can feel your stomach muscles stiffen as you come closer, and closer, and closer, to exploding with pleasure. And then I feel you quiver like a leaf as you come, in waves of pleasure. Within moments you've got me pinned down on the bed as you grind your pussy down on my hard cock, every inch of it you sit on, and the I feel you grinding against me, I can't tell you of the sheer pleasure I am feeling seeing my cock disappear inside you. I can't hold myself back I moan and I groan, it feels so loud that I think we may wake the whole world.
You lean forward and whisper into my ear "I want to feel your cock throb and jerk around inside my as you fill my pussy with your come. With those words I unleash, jet after jet of my come. As it leaves my body, I writhe in pleasure, and hearing you moan my name as I come sends me to heaven.
We both then passed out on the bed after some more kissing, cuddling, and caressing.
THE END
So I had an amazing night with my wife last week and wanted to share...all completely true!
We went out for a few drinks in our local and got a bit drunk and frisky. We were talking at the bar (which came up to my chest) and she stuck her hand down my pants in the middle of the bar and started jerking me off. I had a handful of her hair and the kissing was getting a little too hot so we jumped in a car and went home.
Needless to say we didn't get far! We stumbled into the kitchen, still kissing and touching. She pushed me off and pointed to my guitar in the corner of the room. "Play me a song, I want to dance" she said.
Well I took the guitar and a chair and started to play. She danced slowly, deliberately, eyes locked on mine. She removed her skirt and stuck her hand down her pants. She writhed and wiggled her body, eyes locked on mine while her fingers went to work down there. She pulled her hand out and licked her fingers, then stuck them in my mouth as well to taste her wetness.
I'd had enough. I threw the guitar away and pulled out my cock. She strutted over and moved to sit on me, but I seized a handful of her hair to halt her. "No no no" I said "after that little performance you're gonna take me in your mouth."
A satisfied grin crossed her face, a cheeky smirk. She secretly likes to be controlled. She squatted down before the chair and ran her red lips up the length of my cock. She turned her head to the side and kissed the head and sensitive vein that was throbbing under the hotness of her mouth. I pushed her head down and filled her mouth with my manhood. She let out a wimper so I thrusted up a few times to show who was boss. She let out a groan and stood up.
The ground was wet where she'd been squatting sucking me. I didn't argue further, she wanted to fuck and so did I. Not moving from my chair she sat down on my lap and rubbed my dick against her clit. "You want me to fuck you, is that it?" She asked, kissing me again. I didn't answer, just lifted her hips and stuck my cock inside her. She say down with her full weight and my dick was enveloped in the sticky hot wetness of her pussy.
I went to grab her ass and fuck her but she slapped my hands away. "No hands" she said breathlessly, and started rocking her hips, rubbing herself against me. I briefly lost all sense of rotation or position - I had dissappeared up inside her, lost in the feeling of this dynamite babe riding my stiff cock. She still wore most her clothes, her black sequinned top glittered in the darkness as she twisted her pelvis in circles on my lap, rubbing my hardness against every surface in her snatch.
I broke the no touching rule with a finger up her ass and she didn't complain. Her movements quickened and eventually she pulled me up, sliding me out of her to the horrible coldness of the kitchen at night.
I took her and lay her down on the table. I wanted to bury my face in her cunt, lick her all over, but those dark eyes looked at me and murmured "fuck me, fuck me please" as her hands cupped her breasts.
I seized her by the throat and fucked HARD. The table shook but her eyes stayed looking into mine, that beautiful combination of pain and ecstasy on her face. I gripped her throat tighter still and pulled her up, pushing her lips against mine. She tried to say something but my pelvic bone was smashing into hers at an increased pace, and her lips, pressed against mine, moved silently, only ragged breaths and gasps escaping.
I threw her back down and steadied myself with my hands on her hips. I'd had a fair bit to drink but the end was coming soon, I could feel my orgasm mounting. Her tits bounced up and down and she bit down on her fingers as I gave her my all. I fucked the shit out of that little pussy like a champ while she rubbed her clit with one hand while the other pushed hair out of her face.
Finally she sat up, still with me inside her, and wrapped her arms around my head. She threw back her head and let out an extended moan as her body compulsed and shook. Once she settled back down, breathing long and slow, I knew it was my turn, and not a minute too soon! I pulled out and jerked myself, splashing load after load of thick white spunk onto her naval.
That was it, really. We dressed and went to bed, very satisfied. I know it might not be the craziest story but every detail is true and it was an awesome experience that I've enjoyed writing about and hope you enjoy reading.
THE END
We went out for a few drinks in our local and got a bit drunk and frisky. We were talking at the bar (which came up to my chest) and she stuck her hand down my pants in the middle of the bar and started jerking me off. I had a handful of her hair and the kissing was getting a little too hot so we jumped in a car and went home.
Needless to say we didn't get far! We stumbled into the kitchen, still kissing and touching. She pushed me off and pointed to my guitar in the corner of the room. "Play me a song, I want to dance" she said.
Well I took the guitar and a chair and started to play. She danced slowly, deliberately, eyes locked on mine. She removed her skirt and stuck her hand down her pants. She writhed and wiggled her body, eyes locked on mine while her fingers went to work down there. She pulled her hand out and licked her fingers, then stuck them in my mouth as well to taste her wetness.
I'd had enough. I threw the guitar away and pulled out my cock. She strutted over and moved to sit on me, but I seized a handful of her hair to halt her. "No no no" I said "after that little performance you're gonna take me in your mouth."
A satisfied grin crossed her face, a cheeky smirk. She secretly likes to be controlled. She squatted down before the chair and ran her red lips up the length of my cock. She turned her head to the side and kissed the head and sensitive vein that was throbbing under the hotness of her mouth. I pushed her head down and filled her mouth with my manhood. She let out a wimper so I thrusted up a few times to show who was boss. She let out a groan and stood up.
The ground was wet where she'd been squatting sucking me. I didn't argue further, she wanted to fuck and so did I. Not moving from my chair she sat down on my lap and rubbed my dick against her clit. "You want me to fuck you, is that it?" She asked, kissing me again. I didn't answer, just lifted her hips and stuck my cock inside her. She say down with her full weight and my dick was enveloped in the sticky hot wetness of her pussy.
I went to grab her ass and fuck her but she slapped my hands away. "No hands" she said breathlessly, and started rocking her hips, rubbing herself against me. I briefly lost all sense of rotation or position - I had dissappeared up inside her, lost in the feeling of this dynamite babe riding my stiff cock. She still wore most her clothes, her black sequinned top glittered in the darkness as she twisted her pelvis in circles on my lap, rubbing my hardness against every surface in her snatch.
I broke the no touching rule with a finger up her ass and she didn't complain. Her movements quickened and eventually she pulled me up, sliding me out of her to the horrible coldness of the kitchen at night.
I took her and lay her down on the table. I wanted to bury my face in her cunt, lick her all over, but those dark eyes looked at me and murmured "fuck me, fuck me please" as her hands cupped her breasts.
I seized her by the throat and fucked HARD. The table shook but her eyes stayed looking into mine, that beautiful combination of pain and ecstasy on her face. I gripped her throat tighter still and pulled her up, pushing her lips against mine. She tried to say something but my pelvic bone was smashing into hers at an increased pace, and her lips, pressed against mine, moved silently, only ragged breaths and gasps escaping.
I threw her back down and steadied myself with my hands on her hips. I'd had a fair bit to drink but the end was coming soon, I could feel my orgasm mounting. Her tits bounced up and down and she bit down on her fingers as I gave her my all. I fucked the shit out of that little pussy like a champ while she rubbed her clit with one hand while the other pushed hair out of her face.
Finally she sat up, still with me inside her, and wrapped her arms around my head. She threw back her head and let out an extended moan as her body compulsed and shook. Once she settled back down, breathing long and slow, I knew it was my turn, and not a minute too soon! I pulled out and jerked myself, splashing load after load of thick white spunk onto her naval.
That was it, really. We dressed and went to bed, very satisfied. I know it might not be the craziest story but every detail is true and it was an awesome experience that I've enjoyed writing about and hope you enjoy reading.
THE END
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