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It was once again a Saturday evening. I lay in the bathtub and dreamed in front of me. For two months, I lived in the new city and looked for an adventure. I didn’t have a partner and this weekend nobody would have time. I wondered what I could do and thought of things like visits to the club or a cozy evening in a bar. Both sounded fantastic but a thought no longer left me alone. Sex with a stranger man.
I loved it romantic and cheesy, but how about it spontaneously? Since early in the morning, my lust accompanied me through the day. It was almost unbearable. A man was needed because the vibrator alone was not enough. I needed one tail, I needed the cream and I needed it differently than usual. Club visit? Unfortunately I have been on mature men and most of them would not be found there. The Internet, appeared as the best place to get to a meeting quickly.
That was not my way, especially not to let me in to someone, but it had to be this evening. I wanted everything. Kissing, blowing and being taken. So I put my courage together. I didn’t know a piece in the city, so I tried it with an online display: looking for a man for the lonely hourly I am 22, from Berlin and looking for an older man for a spontaneous sex meeting. You should be mobile and know a remote area for both of us.
I have black hair, I’m around 1.65m tall, slim and shaved. call me back. Kiss, your Anja it didn’t take long for the first messages to fill my mailbox. Twelve messages in the first hour. The men immediately wrote to me, the nastiest things and the hottest thoughts played in my head cinema. Wow, I thought to myself. Suddenly my whole body tingled, the heart raced from excitement and it was not long until a wet stain emerged on my pink Hösschen.
A message got special attention, a man around 40 and also from such a short distance. He was called Michael, was visiting the city, had many dirty thoughts and he was able to express himself very well. As an attachment, I got three files. I opened it. First a picture of Michael without a face. His body seemed pretty trained and his clothing style was very elegant. The second picture was his hard and shaved cock.
I really liked the cock. Not too big, not too narrow, beautiful veins and he seemed as hard as stone. The glans was not quite from the foreskin covered and was really wet. I think his strap was so juicy that he had to drop when he shot the picture. I was convinced but there was this video in the appendix. It showed me a length of 35 seconds, I immediately opened it and enjoyed the sight.
In the video, Michael fucked a young woman. She got the fuck cock in the ass, where he fucked quite firmly and gave her a strong pat on her butt. The sight of her ass cheek with the bright red print of his palm and the cum that from her rosette ran, tied me up in front of the screen. Excited, I looked at it over and over again before I answered fascinated. The loud moaning of this young lady remained in my ear.
I immediately agreed to him, so I really wanted to be nibbled. We discussed the place, the time and then he got a few more pictures of me. He wrote a few more things that would really get him going. In order to be combined as in the video, I had to get dressed as cheap as possible. He loved it when the women looked like very cheap hookers. The reason, I didn’t understand but the perfect clothing rummaged out of the wardrobe.
Black high heels, black nylons, washed out hot pants, bra, a belly -free top and one of my handbags. To bring these things together was a real rarity in my clothing style but he promised me discretion. I deliberately performed the make -up a little thicker, as did the perfume. Rose scent. The fragrance was in love, it all made it weak and let the love juice climb up. I tied the hair into a tight ponytail. Then I made my nails, long claws in bright red, it should be today.
When I looked in the mirror, I hardly recognized myself, but it still felt right. So slutty, many twenty euros would flow into my float. The lust did not stop being birded through the urge, the closer the meeting came more and more. The condoms and the lubricant are quickly packed and we could start. Shortly before that, I decided and switched to the simple sneakers. Perfect. 10:40 p.m., twenty minutes until the meeting.
The path seemed much longer than usual, although it seemed to me to run. That someone in this outfit could have been seen for a long time. I never thought that I would ever do something like that, but that made it so incredibly exciting. Finally arrived and then a deep black car drove up and let the tinted slices down. “Anja?“Asked me a rough, deep and strongly male voice. “J-yes..I am, ”I answer so excitedly that not only my voice started to tremble.
Michael was a genuine gentleman and calmed me down, with gentle stroking over his shoulder with his strong, hot hand. He assured that I could be driven home at any time if the whole thing was not for me. Happy to have found such an understanding man, I gave the okay to drive to the agreed place nearby. An ancient, abandoned house with a huge entrance, far from road traffic or young people who were still on the road during the holiday season.
Very undisturbed and horny, as you could just be as loud. The journey extended a bit over ten minutes, which we used with briefs about the everyday and our preferences. I just wanted to get rid of this whole lust, even though I enjoyed talking so much to talk to a mature man. You could see it that I needed it and was accessible to all men with a stiff tail. If you hadn’t looked at me in my facial features and my eyes, then probably on my slides that just waited to get a strap pressed in.
Finally we arrived at the abandoned property and the car stopped. The lights, except the inside, went out. We sat there, stroked the other while we approached each other. My full lips tender on his. Gentle kisses, a quiet smack was heard, the noise increased when he carefully sliding his warm tongue into my mouth. I went into it, our really wet tongues played together. The taste alone brought me to cloud 7 but then I heard a jeans opened and my nose caught an incredible fragrance.
This is his horny cock! The eyes were still closed, the kiss on the tongue continued but I just had to touch it. Michael’s cock was already half -time when he lay in my hand and twitched something. It quickly became harder to stroke and play, he had grew much bigger than was suspected in the pictures. If his spit is already so cool, how must his cock taste good? I interrupted the kiss after a few minutes and looked deep into the bright blue eyes before I went down to the tail.
The jeans pulled down a little further and then it was to enjoy it for him. I roamed the foreskin a bit, fell in love with a little bit into the men’s scent and put my lips on. They were still very wet from his spit. Slowly, the tip of the tail glossed into my mouth. It was like a tongue kiss for his best piece, only the much more ran down from the hot drool and it made it really slippery.
The quiet moan from above, agreed with me. He loved it that way. In order to really dream of a man, you have to give him what he really needs, so from now on I only breathe through my nose and let him slip very deeply into me. The sack overwhelmed my face, so deep I sucked. The choking became increasingly stronger, it seemed to me like the loudest in the world. His fuck tail was powerful, the biggest I’ve ever had.
Michael probably delighted each of his ladies and sweetened many evenings. I was finally allowed to get and did my best but slowly made to let my tongue play. For the fiery tongue game, the thick spanking with plenty of pleasure was rewarded me. My cunt also tropped a little, because since the beginning he spoiled me. At the beginning with a considerate caress, but now with two fingers in my dripping pleasure zone. So moist that it did not need any strength to get into it.
The pace was getting faster and faster, my buds could not be overlooked despite the bra. “Oh God, that’s exactly how!“I gasped and interrupted to do something, the fully compressed tail too jerk off. As a massage with heated oil. So slippery and cool. Every time he twitched, I tasted the divine juice on my tongue. Hot, sweet and just a little salty … my favorite taste. How should you endure that?”Come on the back seat, sweetie,” said Michael before he pressed my head on his lust again.
My little things went outside. The fresh summer wind around my smooth -shaved and outgoing pussy was wonderful. He was already sitting naked when I climbed into it and grinned cheekily. Carefully climbed over his cock, I started to ride wildly, to fuck myself uninhibitedly with these 17 centimeters. The whole body was trembling, the breathing became faster and faster, it was finally time. His quick fingers at the foreplay already brought me to the mind, but now I felt his masculinity so intensely, so that my pussy juice no longer stopped.
I clawed and gave everything as fast as I could only ride to the first climax! “I’M COMING! Oh yes! FUCK ME!“I screamed and could not be stopped. The whole fuck tail was soaked and a kiss made this moment perfect. It went on like this two minutes before I put my head between his arms. Popular, Michael massaged me the back door. What he indicated was very clear. Ass. I got the lubricant out of my handbag and gave it to him.
Without pausing, we continued. The cold gel, flowed between the ass cheeks to down to the rosette, where Michael was already thoroughly sluggish and stretched me. First one finger, then two and the third hurt a little. Nevertheless, it was pleasant to be spoiled at my most intimate place. Only the best guys were allowed to get me back door. We took the time until the hole was ready.
Now I went to the dog and stretched my ass towards him. He did not let it say twice and put on the plump glans. “Are you ready, Anja?”. I nodded and waited until it happened to me as the woman from the video. A little bitch that holds out the ass. Proud, I presented my narrow, shiny rosette. “UH!“, Suddenly, he slipped deep in me. Michael held onto my petite hips while he lovingly ram into my anus at the same time but also hard in my anus.
“Oh, that’s so cool..Do not stop!“, I whimpered and rubbed the swollen clit. He replied to me, with a mighty slap on the right cheek. That is exactly what I needed. His fat Egg clapped loudly against my dripping cunt. The smacking gymnastics both of us again properly. Our bodies ran at full speed, they shone from the whole sweat. Now it got very hard. He tackles my hair and pulled on them, he pressed the fuck cock as deep as possible.
A feeling of excitement and pain spread. I was in 7. Heaven. Although the tail had a large scale, I kept silent. It got even hornier when Michael pulled a little tighter on the ponytail and passionately but gently gently bite my ear. Goosebumps, came over me everywhere. So hard, haven’t fucked a guy anal with me for a long time. Which man could also resist this hot and narrow intestine, a young lady? Michael, was completely out of breath when he stopped fucking and pulling the tail out of his ass.
He was over me, I had his best piece in front of my nose. His strap shone and after a short jerking off, flowed and tropped the glowing cum on my lips. Something dripped from the mouth to my tits, it was just too much. Most of it licked my lips or pushed my fingers into my mouth. The sperm was viscous, still nice and warm and tasted fantastic. Without thinking, I sucked everything clean until nothing was left.
We sat there exhausted. Stroke a few minutes and finally put on again. He drove me back and we exchanged our phone numbers so that we can repeat it. We say goodbye to a romantic kiss before I went back to my apartment. At home, I sat on the sofa and still raved about this fuck. Everything fictitious.
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