I couldn't get past the part that Marla may be a Marty and i'd be getting aroused over some guys wet gay fantasy.Guess i like it a bit more real.But, carry on.I'm glad you've been"puhlished".cheers
I have a Mercedes.IN my real life I am a writer, so I love to write and i hope I won't bore you with my Sunday afternoon tryst. As you all know, yesterday was the hottest day (so far) of the summer. I have a pool, which I took advantage of and floated on the rafts Ii have reading the papers and sipping Margueritas throughout the afternoon.
As the afternoon progressed and the Margueritas stimulated me I got hornier and hornier and I felt a void between my legs, like I needed something to fill my pussy up. I went into a state of reverie and started daydreaming about what I would like to be doing and in my mind I was sucking on a nice firm cock, taking turns between sucking on the balls and sliding my tongue up an down the shaft and wiggling my tongue on the soft spot before plunging my whole mouth onto this amazingly handsome cock. I spit on it to get it really wet and got into a super rhythm of sliding my tongue and mouth up and down, bobbing my head up and down and starting to apply pressure ever so much more firmly on this pretend cock of my mind and then I came to. I realized my pussy was drenched. I also realized I wanted a real cock.
I put on a little flimsy, tiny swim dress and went out to the road. I was really horny and determined to g et a cock into my mouth. I wanted to go high class.
I surveyed the cars driving by and kept alert for a luxury vehicle coming my way. Off in a distance I saw a Mercedes 5 something approaching me with a single male driver so I signalled for him to pull over. Hesitatingly, he rolled down his window and I told him that I wanted to give him the blowjob of his life. I asked him not to tell me his name and not talk and I hopped in. My nipples could be seen through the dress and they were hard. I signalled him to go into my long driveway where we could have some privacy under some trees and out of the sun.
I asked him to pull down his pants and briefs and asked him if he liked to kiss, which he responded yes to. We started to make out with deep french kisses and a lot of tongue play and I started to play with his cock. It was a great cock- the perfect shape and size and it responded right away. I played with his balls and they got really tight and he moaned and said where did you come from. I kissed him some more and then got into a position where i could suck him good. I leaned over and started teasing his cock with my tongue spitting on it and moving my tongue up and down and all around the top forming circles and then putting a little bit of the head into my mouth and sucking on it while i played with his balls. Then I would lick his shaft some more and find his sweet spot and wiggle my tongue all over it until he moaned and then I plunged my whole mouth onto his cock... I was so ecstatic ... here I had finally found a real live handsome young man who wanted to have his cock sucked my horny me. And suck it I did. I couldn't stop. I sucked and sucked and told him not to cum. I couldn't get enough of his cock in my mouth and went down further, deep throating him until I was gagginb but I didn't care. I just kep sucking him so deep and it was so wet and sloppy and he was so hard it made me so horny I couldn't stand it. I took his hand and guided his fingers to my pussy and had him insert two fingers into my wet opening as i was sucking him and that made me suck him with more pressure and such rhythm that I knew he was going to explode soon- I couldn't wait for him to explode in my mouth which he did and I got all of his hot cum - a big wad all in my mouth- YUM- I took some of it out with my fingers and smeared it all over my face and played with it with my fingers and then took some more and exposed my nipples and smeared it on them until they got really hard and then i slowly swallowed the rest. Finally i felt satisfied that I had gotten my cock and sucked it off and had been a cumslut. End.
I liked it. And I wish it could happen to me one day. Thanks, it is just a simple story, like the other one. As a three time puhlished author, I didn't promise you an academy award. I didn't write it for your criticism but because I was horny. So in that vein, I accomplished my purpose. Thanks to those who liked it.Remarkable how people take time out of their day to shit on otherday to shit on other people.
Actually it happened at Yonge and Davisville, with a BMW.This is so fake, lol. There aren't even that many women on this site. So it's kinda funny this Marla woman just comes on here and talks about some make believe sexual event.
Nice made up story, need to work on those writing skills a little. Not very believable.
She did not "just come on here". If you could read you would see that she has been a member for seven years longer than YOUThis is so fake, lol. There aren't even that many women on this site. So it's kinda funny this Marla woman just comes on here and talks about some make believe sexual event.
Nice made up story, need to work on those writing skills a little. Not very believable.
Yes !To be fair, it happened 10 years ago, and I was hitchhiking down Yonge Street when a beemer picked me upY. I was insatiably horny. I took him to a side street off of Oriole PKwy where is was secluded and gave him the works like i said in my story. He was a very happy camper and wanted my no. but I didn't want to have any further dealings with him. There is something erotic about doing strangers and I wanted it to stay that way. I embellished in the story to make it more exciting but this is what really happened. Then I asked him to return me back to Yonge and Davisville as I had dinner party to attend. Do you want me to write a story about my fantasy of being gangbanged at a truck stop?
You mean you were making this up? I wonder who it was, then, who did that to me, on the recent hottest day?To be fair, it happened 10 years ago, and I was hitchhiking down Yonge Street when a beemer picked me up. I was insatiably horny. I took him to a side street off of Oriole PKwy where is was secluded and gave him the works like i said in my story. He was a very happy camper and wanted my no. but I didn't want to have any further dealings with him. There is something erotic about doing strangers and I wanted it to stay that way. I embellished in the story to make it more exciting but this is what really happened. Then I asked him to return me back to Yonge and Davisville as I had dinner party to attend. Do you want me to write a story about my fantasy of being gangbanged at a truck stop?
Look at her join dateI couldn't get past the part that Marla may be a Marty and i'd be getting aroused over some guys wet gay fantasy.Guess i like it a bit more real.But, carry on.I'm glad you've been"puhlished".cheers
agree about the writing.Sorry, but J.K. Rowling you're not. F. Scott Fitzgerald you're not. And certainly Ernest Hemingway you're not.
Doubt you could even get published here without a major rewrite by the editors:
disagree about the apology.I'm a suck up that always has to agree with the ladies or else I could be banned.
So in that vein, I apologize Miss Marla.
...and yours smells?Opinions are like noses, everyone has one.
That reminds me of a line I read in Mad Magazine many many years ago.Opinions are like noses, everyone has one.
Let me ask you, what would have you chosen, considering the options?...and yours smells?
You know, for a self-professed professional writer, you sure picked the blandest possible simile to go with considering the options.
Well, option number one would be to come up with your own comparison instead of some banal old saw. If I were a writerly sort, I'd do that. But if you're just going to use summin that other people have already said a thousand times before, there's the far more colourful "opinions are like assholes: everyone has one and yours stinks". Or you could go all-out David Thorne on them "Opinions are like nipples, everybody has one. Some have firm points, others are barely discernible through layers, and some are displayed at every opportunity regardless of whether the audience has stated "I am interested in your nipples" or not. Cats have nineteen." http://www.27bslash6.com/opinions.htmlLet me ask you, what would have you chosen, considering the options?