I heard him unzip and he was around my waist again…moving between my legs and I felt the cloth of his pants against them…pushing and spreading them…”Please Johnnie, “ I said again but it was not a “please don’t” it was too late for that as I felt his flesh now…it was hot and the night was cool and I said just a very weak…a hoping and willing “please, Johnnie” as I knew I was wet, that my “cunt” was wet and ready…I didn’t say that word…I imagined my “cunt” and it was ready for his cock as I felt his skin against my skin and I looked around, the pub noise and the night noise, and praying we wouldn’t be interrupted…I wanted him to “fuck” my “cunt”…we were both hot and wet and ready for “fucking.” I reached under my skirt…he wasn’t in me yet…I took hold of his cock which was hot and slippery and I held it and looked at him…he was looking right into me…I was on that wall…”Please Johnnie!” I whispered, pleadingly now….”fuck me!” His cock was not as long as hubby’s but it seemed very thick and he pressed against me and I felt the head spread my lips…he almost hurt me but I loved this bit of pain…he slipped inside and my cunt adjusted to this thick pole of a cock…I wanted release. I wanted fucking…even outside on the low pub wall…he held me tight and pushed…I opened as wide as I could…”Please” I repeated as he forced his way deep and I felt his waist on my waist…his hairs on mine..finally I was impaled on his thick thing as he churned away into me…it was cool…we were very wet and hot all at the same time…he got at me…our tongues…my cunt, his cock, our breathing, and then I grabbed at his neck and his waist pulling him tight as he fucked into me and I fucked him back…I couldn’t get enough of that thick hot cock until I was finished and came and was cool again and he lifted me down off that low pub wall…I had gotten off… and we walked home…his cum oozing down my thighs…I was so glad I could go home to an empty house, clean myself up and dream about low pub walls…and, for Johnnie and me…it was just the “start of things.” Delicious sexy things as you will see. The Pub Wall…Part II…we got started After that night on the pub wall I was afraid to go to work…afraid to look Johnnie in the eyes and with all the other girls on the verge of giggles…after all, they had warned me about Johnnie…how walking me home was just getting started with him…and I knew now what was “getting started” and all that. But I did go to work, did look Johnnie in the eyes…he smiled and it was like he was petting my cunt! I was instantly wet and looked away…he was a naughty boy and just his look made me hot…I envisioned him kissing me against the Pub Wall, unzipping, that very thick cock, spreading me, fucking me and making me come and come…so I did look him in the eyes and smiled back…I know it was wrong…I was a married woman with a small child and, also, my hubby was often gone for a long time. What is a young woman to do except…well…I did things after they got started…it was all Johnnie’s fault, you know, if he hadn’t befriended me, walked me home, bought me a drink at the pub, put me on the wall…fucked me…Oh God! Did he ever fuck me fisting good and hard and made me tremble and hold him in a death’s grip and want him to never leave my body…my cunt was starved for his cock…“Fuck me Johnnie,” it said…and my cunt wanted it more…it was a blessing to my body…my body craved these things…so what fuck was I to do…a power had come into my life…its name was Johnnie…thick cock, hot, Johnnie. His wife came to meet him after work! She made me cringe. How could she not adore and want this man…he said she didn’t and I believed him…I imagined her at our Pub and that no man at the bar would even look at her she was so plain…they looked at me though. I went home by myself that night and looked at myself in the bathroom mirror…my hair and my mouth that he had devoured…took off my work clothes and stood in front of the mirror…for the first time…admiring myself. Hubby never said I was really pretty, but Johnnie did; Hubby never devoured my mouth but Johnnie did; I was never on the pub wall with hubby or shuddered and grabbed and released like with Johnnie…I wanted that again…looking in the mirror at myself…my ginger bush and my ginger hair and feeling how wet I was at just the thought of his cock in me…I was a good girl but never as good or clean as when I was coming on Johnnie’s thick cock when it was fucking me…I went to sleep and dreaming again of the low pub wall and “just the start of things.” I was hoping wife wouldn’t pick him up after work again…it was my turn And so it was…more secret smiles…I thought it might happen sooner and dressed for the event. I wore a short skirt and a pretty blouse that showed me a little more than usual and I walked down the street after work, alone…just as Johnnie told me…so there wouldn’t be more whispers or giggles…he was around the corner in his little car…I jumped in and off we went…we had bucket seats so I couldn’t squeeze against him…“damn” I thought. “Let’s drive to the shoreline,” he said, “there’s a pretty spot.” And so we drove and he reached for my hand…I scooted down in my seat and it was growing dark but there was a moon this night and I began to see its reflection on the road and the trees…soon he stopped the car…we were at the edge of the sea…I could hear the waves against the shore and the moonlight shimmering in the waves…he reached and held my hand…it was so quiet and peaceful…Johnnie and I were in a special place this night after work…and he kissed me…just kind of a peck on my cheek and then on my lips and then that stupid tongue inside my mouth, moving around and around and I thought what else he could do with his moving tongue. I had heard of tonguing and all but didn’t know what that was…hubby and I were strictly the old fashioned way and then to sleep…covers over us and both sleeping…but Johnnie…the girls said: “walking me home was just the start” and so it was that night at the sea…waves, moonlight, tongues and then… “Move over here,” he said. He pulled me…my body over toward him…lifting me over to where he was opposite the wheel…so what is this all about, I thought, what is he doing? I was a bad girl, a very bad and naughty girl, this night…I dressed that morning without knickers…had felt hot and wet all day at work…hoping no one would notice…there was a man who sat opposite my desk who was always giving me the eye…and ducking under his desk to look at my legs…he was a strange fellow but even he excited young and beautiful me…I saw him duck under the desk pretending to pick up something but I knew he was looking at my legs and up my dress if he could…I opened my legs and let him look at my fanny…I was naughty but you should have seen the look on his face! I loved it…letting him look at my cunt…just the thought had made me hot and wet…and here I was with Johnnie Hot…my pet name for good old Johnnie… Johnnie Hot and what was his next trick…it wasn’t long for me to find out…he pulled me over to him and the steering wheel but I didn’t get all the way over before he stopped me and began to kiss and pet me…telling me how pretty I was and I just poured down. In my mind I saw his hands on my legs and felt them, too, moving along my thighs…”You’re so incredible,” he said, “and your legs are smooth.” He ran along my thighs, back and forth, and to the heart of me…petting my cunt…”Your cunt is soft and analfist wet,” he said…it all excited me…I knew his fingers were wet with me…I wanted his cock and reached for him…he was stiff…I unzipped his pants and released his thick cock…it was moist…”You’ve made me wet, too,” he said…and I rubbed his pre-cum all over this cock and he lifted to my touch…I was turning him on and he said dirty things to me…”You’re a hot woman. You’re so naughty and dirty…and I’ve got a surprise for you tonight…” There was no pub wall or crickets or other things…and I waited for his surprise…I felt naughty and dirty and sexy and hot and pretty and wanted to know my surprise. I didn’t wait long. He lifted my skirt to my waist…I was completely naked below and he rubbed my skin all over and moved one leg toward him…moving the other leg aside…”Sit down,” he said…but there was nowhere to sit down…I looked down…there was my seat and his seat and in between, the console and gear shift knob straight up…it was my surprise…”That’s your surprise,” he said…”Sit down.” I looked at him and didn’t know what to do…he put his hands on my waist pushing me down…he kissed me again…tongues…and petting my fanny…I was so wet and the air made me cool…he pushed me down on the gear shift…Now I knew what was my surprise…but japan the knob was just a thing…”Sit down on it,” he said and urged me down and down and my lips were so wet it was easy to include this knob…”Sit down,” he demanded and it was so easy…the knob spread my lips…as had his thick cock…I slid gradually down, down on the knob…It eased up into me and I was finally on the console and the knob completely inside…after Johnnie on the low pub wall it wasn’t so hard to do and I was so very wet…remember the laughter from the nurse?…that I sort of slid down around it, nuzzling inside and another kiss from Johnnie and he ass was feeling my breasts…but I was still wanting…wanting that release like on the wall…this knob job wasn’t doing it…it was just a kind of nice thing inside me and Johnnie kissing and fondling… “Do you like your surprise,” he asked and I nodded…trying to be appreciative…”Okay, but that’s not your surprise…” I was confused now not knowing…Johnnie turned on the engine and the knob came alive, inside me, moving about, vibrating and scaring me…I tried to lift off but Johnnie held me down…his hands firm on my shoulders…I relaxed a little and let him hold me down and he was kissing me again and his hands were all over my breasts and rubbing my thighs and the engine was running…but the gear shift knob deep inside, and on which I was sitting, was vibrating on me…He kept kissing and I sat there enjoying his tongue and his hands on me and the vibrations inside and then…then…there was the surprise…my body was feeling all this…all the vibration was touching me now…it wasn’t just touching my cunt but making me feel all over my cunt lips and my thighs and up and down my thighs…my knees were weak and Johnnie was whispering dirty things to me and my body was riding this thing inside setting me on fire and my ears were full…I heard the waves at the shore and closed my eyes…I couldn’t see the moonlight…the light was inside me…straddling this surprising thing…I grabbed Johnnie’s head and held it…hoping…hoping for his heat and saying things in his ear…”Oh…Ohhh…I’m…ohh…coming…coming…” He revved the engine and I couldn’t stand it any more but couldn’t let go and saw stars and moonlight and rings in my ears…finally he turned off the engine…I was still churning, going, coming…trembling and on that knob which was making me purr and come and purr some more. He was kissing and licking me…petting me…bringing me down…please bring me down…I was so gone…so wonderfully gone…needing to come down and he just held me and tears were on my face and I licked my lips and felt salty tears…the knob was gone, it was all quiet…I was gone…somewhere…Johnnie just held me…held me…thank you Johnnie for holding me…letting me go down…what a surprise… Hawaiian Paradise Done, 11:59. *"Mmm, famished. So, how do you have your fun?” A week after my ass first sexual encounter with Aunt Bella, I was walking down the hall to my bedroom. “Man, go for it. Lordy, a young girl’s pussy! “I analfist need you to finance my life until we go to New Haven in a month.” “Just keep ramming that dick into me, Becky!” A lot of guys like watching a japan girl pee." “I mean, don't you feel like a god? "Rose, I love more than life itself, but shut the hell up, I'm trying to pleasure you." My daughters fisting loving the other girls, fucking them, celebrating what happened today. I run my fingers lightly along the exposed tops of Aki’s breasts. “Thanks Jose...'” she said slightly comforted by his words, knowing that the guide was their only hope. She caught her breath as he dropped his clothes on the floor. He wasted no time in kneeling in front of her and laying his hands along her hips. If you are under the age or 18 or do not fuck understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. “Master!” I hear her desperately cry.