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Re: The Memoirs of luv2suck
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Re: The Memoirs of luv2suck
Awesome experience you have sis..I love it..
hehe..everyone here will be sending them theirs then...you are bound to be shower with loads of cock around you..including mine too if you like? |
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Re: The Memoirs of luv2suck
sure,,, if you dare.
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The Guy I Met on the MRT Part I
Some weeks ago I met a young handsome guy on the crowded mrt. He gave me his business card and I called him from office this week. We met up for coffee and then again the next day for dinner.
After dinner he asked if I like to visit his office which was a couple of buildings from mine. It was a huge MNC and the security guard all knew him by name. We walked through the general office, passing by several small meeting rooms and at the other end of the long corridor, he opened a large wooden door and ushered me into a private office. It was not his; it belonged to one of the directors. The moment he shut the door behind him, he started hugging me. Both his hands held my buttocks and pressed my body against his. Then he kissed me, our tongues entwined in sword play. His right hand went to my thigh and I felt him lifting up my mini-skirt. Soon his right hand was caressing my bums over the fabric of my lace panties. Every now and then he would give my bum a light squeeze. His other hand was busy unzipping my blouse. As soon as he managed to pull the zipper all the way down, he removed my blouse. Then he stood back to admire my boobs which were covered by my low-cut black lace bra. He turned on the music with his remote control and said, "dance for me - be my private dancer." I started swaying to the music - a sensuous Latin Jazz number. I removed my mini-skirt and continued dancing wearing only my matching black lace bra and panties. He sat in an armchair watching me. Slowly, I unclasped my bra and continued dancing. I let the bra fall off my body by itself, a little at a time. Finally, I stood in front of him with my boobs fully exposed. He didn't move but sat there, legs wide apart, watching me with piercing eyes. The tempo of the music picked up and I began to sway, my breasts bouncing in rhythm to the beat of the music. At the same time, I gyrated my hips, dancing and moving towards him. I stood between his open legs and thrusted my panty-clad crotch at him. He sat in the armchair motionless. Then I used the tip of my fingers to slowly pull down one side of my lace panty down, then the other side until some of my neatly trimmed pubic hair was exposed to his view. Turning around with my bums facing him, I bent down and pulled my panties all the way down. I turned to face him again and let my panties drop to the floor. I stood there in front of him in all my glory and he sat in the armchair motionless admiring my naked body. Then he commanded, "come here girl and help me out of these clothing." I knelt on the floor and crawled towards him until I was in between his legs. My hand reached for his crotch and I felt the hardness in his pants. I rubbed the bulge, he shut his eyes and gave out a soft moan. To be continued ... |
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Re: The Guy I Met on the MRT Part I
Wow! Just one word to describe your latest post!! Lucky guy! Do carry onz plz. Thks n cheers ....................
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The Guy I Met on the MRT Part II
I crawled on all fours towards him until his crotch was right in front of my face. There was a visible bulge in his pants. My right hand reached out to fondle the bulge and it felt like he was already fully hard.
I placed my face on his crotch to inhale the manly aroma emanating from his pubic area. Reaching for his buckle, I unleashed it and unhooked his pants. Using my teeth, I pulled the zipper all the way down exposing a handsome navy blue boxer shorts with white stripes. He lifted his buttocks and pulled his pants all the way down to his ankle and then kicked them aside. Now he was sitting there with his legs wide open. I buried my face in his crotch and inhaled the manly scent of stale urine stains. He had told me via sms that he was wearing used boxer shorts that had not been washed for 3 days. The pungent smell of dried semen and stale urine was intoxicating and brought out the she-devil in me. I press my face tight on his crotch and inhaled his manly musk. He lifted his bums and gyrated his hips. I caught his tent and devoured his erection through the worn out cotton fabric of his over-used boxers. Soon, the front of his boxers felt wet more so because it was stained with precum. Both my hands crept into his boxers through the leg openings until my fingers touched his hard cock. My thumbs brushed against his ball sac. The holding his erection upwards, I pushed it out to full view through the front opening of his boxers. Standing in front of my very eyes was his erect cock standing up facing the ceiling like a flagstaff; the rest of his crotch was still hidden under his boxers. My tongue reached out to gently lick the tip of his cock head and he shuddered. Then he begged me to suck him, "Michelle, suck me now, I can't stand it anymore ... pleasssss." With those words, he pushed his cock into my mouth and I sucked him alternating between light and heavy pressure. He sat in the armchair writhing and within minutes, I felt his cock expanding in my mouth and then I felt the first spurt of cum hitting my palate followed by another and another. I counted 7 short spurts. I swallowed all of his sperm. After I had squeezed the last drop of cum from his slowly softening cock, he quickly got up and dressed up. I sat there and was wondering if he was going to do me in return. He thanked me and said that his girlfriend is waiting at the office for him and he had to rush off. What a great disappointment. That night I went home and got my boy friend to lick me to orgasm. I came twice and he licked up all the love juices that flowed from my cunt. |
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Great writing thus far..very erotic..but apparently,im the only one here disturbed by the huge number of pedophiles in sis luv childhood??
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our sis luv2suck is only wild with her words
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What a dissapointment eh? Leaving u in that condition of arousal and not fulfilling ur needs, and rushing off after he's had his fill, so unfair I feel. You're a wild one! Only if I had someone like u in the office, then going to work would be so much more enticing!! Thanks again for your wonderful stories, have a great bonking weekend and cheers ................
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Btw what a filthy fellow wearing 3 days stale underwear! Yucks!
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Re: The Memoirs of luv2suck
Superb writing!
Once I start I couldnt stop! lucky only 12 pages.. else no need to sleep. |
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What a prick.... got what he needed & leaves you hanging there.... |
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Re: The Memoirs of luv2suck
Aft reading ur posts , i envy all those lucky guys .
How i wish i was in their shoes. The last post abt leaving u hung aft he got his **** was unfair to u. |
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Re: The Memoirs of luv2suck
Woke up so early to read ur posts ,so interesting . The moment i logged on , search ur Memmoirs Thread & stared reading it.
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