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pikkish · 8 months
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something about spending your entire life fighting the worst possible evil so no one else has to, and then your kids- your grandkids- your great grandkids having to go through hell worse than you could've ever imagined
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lorettadelong-blog · 7 years
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It was, for the most part, a year of isolation and angst. I moved to NYC for work. I was hoping to love it. Last year was one of my most challenging years ever, both personally and career-wise. I don’t even know where to start. Somehow, though, it brought me here. I should probably start by thanking you.
The one bright spot was you. I "discovered" reddit last year. It wasn’t a happy year. You may have seen me post here before. In fact, it made my life hell. I started posting when I started exploring group sex. I came across an article about it that piqued my interest; Im certain I’ve come across that same article before, but for some reason this time was different. Sometimes, when I wondered if this was so so wrong of me to even think about doing (let hairy pussy vids alone dive into sex clubs and have fun with 8 strangers in a given night), you reminded me that it’s not a bad thing to explore.
celebrity hairy pussy I thought it only fitting to go back to my favorite sex club (Le Trapeze) my last night in the area. I asked you for suggestions so you could "join" me in some way. It was liberating and I’m a better person for it. I put onthis slinky black dress. In doing so, I discovered a community, and a forum in which I could be open and explore.
As you’ve read, I took that learning and applied it I had so much fun exploring my sexuality in NYC, and your support encouraged me. I read your stories of group sex, learned of the culture and norms, and even etiquette. I was building courage to approach the shy couple in the corner (there always is a couple like this), as/u/undercoverR had suggested.
The high halter neckline was reminiscent of someone’s hand around my neck. At the last minute, right as I was putting on my shoes to head out the door, everything changed. Last night, I went to a bon voyage dinner with hairy pregnant pussy friends. I thought about a suggestion from/u/StrictSir11 to fill all 3 holes. I had a couple glasses of wine, and when I returned to my hotel, I wasn’t ready to turn in.
It was going to be a good night! For reasons out of my control, I couldn’t go. I expected him to blonde hairy pussy blow me off as he seemed focused on whatever football game was on TV. To my surprise, he turned to me with a huge smile on his face. I saddled up at the bar, and saw a very handsome man was seated at my right.
We chatted and chatted, and drank some more. I open my eyes and I’m in a pitch black room. I sit up and feel my hand on someone else’s arm. He wasn’t even glancing in my direction. The idea was tantalizing and I was very much up to the challenge to recruit for it, understanding not all guys (or the women they came with) would be into it.
It sent me on a google deep dive on the topic of swinging, which eventually brought me here. He was even more handsome when smiling, as all men are IMO. Don’t move- pretend to be asleep while you figure out your next move. Had I done something embarrassing? I definitely blacked out.
I remained super still in the way that you do when you’re deciding whether you want to bolt, or hope your companion is up for some fun. Eventually I said something to strike up conversation. It took me a couple minutes, but it was starting to come back to me. The sheets were tucked in and prevented me from doing so.
Wow, hot guy and I came back to his room. I slid my hand across his warm , soft skin. He inhaled through his nose and stretched a little as I closed my grasp around his cock. He moved the sheets to give me access to his warm body. I turned to my size and slid my arm towards him under the covers, expecting to run my hand gently over his skin…and downwards.
Size has never been important to me; it’s all about how a guy uses it. I assumed we had because we were both naked, so I said "ready for another round? I decided to take my chances. Despite being naked in his bed, I was still fearing rejection. " I giggled and, with disbelief that he didn’t understand my intentions, asked "Of what?
I bit my lower lip and lowerd my hand to see if he was hard. I usually get very good feedback when I give BJs. His skin was soft and smooth, but he was definitely ready to go. " gripped him a little hairy pregnant pussy tighter then went under the covers to show him what I meant. I was positioned perpendicular to he; perhaps that was affecting my game. What was I doing wrong/differently.
I scooched closer to get a better top-down angle, less sideways. In fact, almost every time I’m hear moans like this is the first real BJ they’ve gotten in a while/ever. I was trying to access memories of us having sex, but was coming up blank. I successfully swallowed him, but got little feedback.
I came up for air and laid on my back, hoping he’d come over me. He turned over and propped himself on top of me. That was a little deflating. I spread my knees as he kissed me. It has become a source of pride for me  However, this time I only got the usual moans. He had no idea how much I wanted this.
I let out a huge sigh. Due to the wine intake the night before, I wasn’t suuuuper wet. After not being able to go to Le Trapeze on Saturday, I really wanted this. There’s that handsome face! I’d have much preferred their company at that time As my handsome hotel buddy was in me, I stayed in the moment.
Also, it had been months. "Here," he said as he placed my gold earring on my chest between my boobs. Yep, the last time I had sex was New Years Eve with a very inexperienced partner, so I had to take the lead (I prefer the guy does, so this wasn’t ideal for me). While my NYE partner and I fucked, I was thinking of a couple I had met on reddit. "don’t forget your earring. I grasped the headboard, or tried to at least.
I tried to stretch them out but he was clutching me close to him as he pounded me. My eyes were closed, but had they been open I am sure they would have been rolled back; I was in pure ecstasy. It was hard to see in the dark, and when my face was buried in his balls. " I smiled- what a time to say that!
But he got inside me quickly. Finally I was able to stretch my legs, and separate them wider to give me better access to myself. Just as I was starting to feel the all-over pleasure that comes right before you do (and, for me, is better than any other feeling in the world). My knees were bent and up by my face.
There was only one thing that could heighten this. He stayed in as long as he could, by my request. He withdrew and laid back. My fingernails scratched the cushioned headboard. That always gives me the BEST orgasm. I slid my hand down my body, attempting to rub myself while he fucked me.
I was hoping to try to sleep long enough to get another round out of him. How non-gentlemanly We both laid back. I tried, but he was still recovering. I love the feeling of dick inside me and wanted it to last as long as possible. I got up and turned the bathroom light on. I waited for what seemed liked forever but in actuality was probably 10-20 minutes.
He didn’t seem to be expecting me to, and he didn’t wait for me to. I went to the other side of the bed where my bra was on top of a pile of his clothes. This gave me enough light to find my things, but not jarring overhead light. He moaned a little, and smiled as I stood up again.
I picked up his left hand, not knowing what I’d find. There was a ring on it. I was bummed I didn’t cum. He gave one last hard pump and moaned as he came inside me. I meant it more for him; I didn’t care. I put my pants on and black hairy pussies crawled over the bed to kiss him. His marriage is his business, and I certainly didn’t make him do anything he wasn’t 100% willing to do.
No, he was leaving today. We said goodbye and I left. It had fallen off my chest while we were in action, and I didn’t see it in the sheets. I wrote my name, room number, and phone number on a pad next to the bed. I set my alarm to call him at 7:30, when he said he was getting up. I put on abrand new set of lingerie I had just bought a couple days ago.
I realized almost immediately upon getting back to my room that I had forgot the earring he so strategically placed upon me. When he knocked, I opened the door and his eyes widened, looking right down at my chest. "Are you around tonight? I pleaded with him, but he had to go work, he said.
I finished dressing and kissed him again. He had it and was going to bring me it. I laid back in bed, and read a/r/gonewildstories to finish what he had started. Still handsome, especially dressed up in a suit and tie. As I sit here and type this, my mouth still tastes vaguely of dick and I'm still sticky from his cum. I fly out tomorrow, and will really miss all my NYC adventures.
I hope to be back again very, very soon. I think his ring was weighing more heavily upon him than punctuality was. Please oh please, I thought. In the light of day I could see more grey in his hair than I had previously noticed.
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