Monday, September 24, 2012

Strap on Sex With Girlfriend Again


Strap On Sex With Girlfriend Again


“well, honey pie it just so happens
that i got my day-glo strap-on”
—The Wet Spots

I’d bite my tongue—just thinking about her coming over. My girlfriend coming over—with her day-glo strap-on. I’d get the heebie-jeebies—just waiting for her.

I’d have the Wet Spots on my earphones—some old Falcon porno on the Big Screen. I’d be loaded to the gills—on the best Acapulco Gold money could buy.

She didn’t ring the doorbell—she had a key to my apartment. She also knew my big secret password—I took it in my ass real nice.

I’d be waiting in bed for her—nude as a Bluejay with my legs spread apart. She’d lock the bedroom door—get outta her clothes. I heard her squeeze the K-Y tube—and lube it up real nice. I was ready for some down & dirty Action—the kind that made me blush and squeeze tight my ogling eyeballs!!!

But first she’d handcuff me to the bedposts—and whip my ass with a thousand lashes of a wet noodle. It made me shiver and shake—moan and groan. And then she’d worm her forefinger up my tight asshole—just to get things warmed up and looser.

Then she’d get on top of me—and whisper into my ears. “Do you take it in the ass, baby? Are you ready to take my day-glo dildo up your ass to your tonsils?”

“Give it to me, baby. And don’t be gentle either. I need it, girl—like I really need it bad!!!”

She was nice and soft—and oh so exquisitely effeminate. Everything a man could ever want—but not enough for what I needed. I needed her day-glo twelve-inch dildo—all the way up my greedy fuckin ass!!!

I loved it when she pause a moment—and rest from her fuckin me silly. That’s when she just laid on top of me—and let her dildo vibrate and wiggle deep inside my soul. It hummed & hummed—and so did I all the way up to heaven.

She’d unlock my handcuffs—and flip me on my back. She’d unloosen and take off her strap on dildo—to get her greedy pussy tight around my poor swollen cock. She’d fuck me that way too—up there on top of me letting her long hair hang down.

Then both of us worn-out and exhausted from the dildo action—we’d order a Domino’s Pizza or some Thai Take Out with our blind-munchies. She’d plug in her wicked dildo—to get it charged up again for the next round. The second time was even better!!!


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