Whats A Girl to Do?
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Publié :13/2/2015 12h41
Dernière mise à jour :1/4/2015 21h51 5080 vues
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This is a work in progress with a friend of mine, we are taking turns adding to the story.
Whats a girl do when she is helpless and wanting it bad...
having my wrists tied together behind my back as my breasts heave forward and my bra falls down my chest....totally helpless barely holding them in...do you like to see a sexy woman totally helpless? wondering whats going to happen if my big full breasts fall right out....I can see that bulge growing bigger and bigger in your pants and every time I try to move my breasts jiggle even more out of my bra.....ooo my my nipples are getting rock hard and barely staying in.....Im getting all wet....I can smell my scent I know Im not the only one......just waiting to be touched...taken........
I’ve been waiting for this moment. For months. She has been teasing me, every chance she could get, there she was. Bending over in the hallway to make sure I couldn’t avoid seeing her sexy shapely ass as she bent over to pick up something she “dropped”. Coming in to my office with her blouse unbuttoned too far, no bra, those big sweet tits jiggling with each step. The sexual innuendo has been driving me wild. I spent many a night in bed alone fantasizing about paying her back for all the teasing, my cock throbbing in anticipation. And now I had finally cornered her, I have her, in my office. The surprise in her eyes was amazing when I snapped the cuffs on her, the surprise quickly faded as I told her enough was enough, no more teasing and I unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it down to the cuffs. I forced her legs apart and reached up her skirt, and knew before my fingers reached up that her pussy was soaking wet. I wasn’t surprised at the lack of panties, I figured she was going to tease me again but this time I came prepared.
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We finally meet continued
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Publié :20/4/2009 7h43
Dernière mise à jour :8/3/2015 21h27 8190 vues
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I was completely shocked when I felt her grab my dick as we locked in a tight kiss. I thought this is too much. She was the first person I met on passion, she had sent me pictures of her big tits and she had laughed at me when I told her I was always stopping by her page to see those big firm round boobs. I slipped my hand down her blouse, finally holding the objects of my fantasy. I slid a hand up her shorts and I could feel how hot and wet missoulababe was which made me even hornier if that was possible. Without saying a word missoulababe stood and took me by the hand, she led me through the bar to the ladies room. As she pushed open the door she turned her head slightly and winked and said your wildest dream is about to come true.
She led me to the sinks and quickly pulled my pants down around my ankles, she pulled her shorts down and turned and faced the row of mirrors. I lifted her blouse and unsnapped her pink bra, freeing those big tits and I could only watch them in amazement. Without needing any more clues, I slid my dick into her tight wet pussy. I watched her tits sway and move in the bank of mirrors as I fucked her from behind. I reached around her hips and fondled her clit with one hand and rubbed her nipples with my other hand. In no time missoulababe said she was cumming and I could feel her wet pussy juices as she gushed all over my dick and balls.
When she finally stopped shuddering from her orgasm, missoulababe turned around and dropped to her knees. She said that her fantasy was to get titty fucked which she had never done before. I reminded her that I had sent her several passion messages about how much I wanted to titty fuck her. She smiled and squeezed her big tits around my wet dick. Her tits are so large and firm that my dick practically disappeared between them, the head of my dick appeared only when I thrust up. She flicked her tongue across the tip of my dick each time it appeared from the depth of her cleavage. I was finally getting to titty fuck missoulababe, oh how I had long fantasized about this moment. I told her I was about to cum and she released her big tits and stroked my cock. I hadnt been laid in weeks so my balls were full. The first shot of cum landed right between her tits, she kept stroking and pointed my dick at her nipples, in a matter of seconds her big gorgeous tits were drenched in my hot cum. She stood and pulled her shorts up and snapped her bra back on over her cum covered tits and walked out the ladies room.
We returned to our booth, the beers were warm and flat and the ice had melted in the whiskey. The bartender came over and asked if we need to freshen up our drinks and gave us an approving smile. I couldnt manage to say a word to the bartender, the shit-eating grin said it all. I had finally gotten to titty fuck missoulababe and my balls absolutely tingled from the experience.
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I finally met her
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Publié :17/4/2009 15h45
Dernière mise à jour :8/3/2015 21h27 8061 vues
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Names have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent!
I had just finished a major writing project at work, hit the off button and decided to head downtown for a burger and a beer. I sat there at the bar by myself and after finishing the burger and beer number three I was ready to head out the door. It was a nice spring day after all, sunshine, warmth a combination that had been sorely lacking for a while here in Missoula. I squared up the tab with the bartender and was about to leave when a cute young thing walked in the door. Interesting I thought as I stood. The young lady strode right over and sat on the barstool next to me and ordered and beer and a whiskey. I sat back down and decided to have another beer and watch the sights, so to speak.
The young lady turned and glanced at my direction, her eyes widened, I could swear she turned red as she quickly turned the other direction. I couldn’t help but feel somehow I knew this woman but couldn’t place her. The beers arrived and so with liquid courage, I asked her if we had met. She turned to me, looking sheepishly and said that we belonged to passion and that we had been trading emails and messages for several months. I thought, this is her, missoulababe, the one with the gorgeous breasts I had been admiring for some time. I actually wasn’t sure what to say but after another sip of courage I asked if she was who I thought she was. With a quick yes, all of my nerves left and I started asking questions, rapid fire, one after another, never stopping for air and never stopping for an answer either.
Missoulababe answered my questions patiently and then started firing hers at me. We sat there at the bar for hours, drinking beer and whisky and talking. The talk quickly turned to sex and our mutual lack of getting any. The complaints were getting animated when we realized that the bartender had overheard us and was trying to listen in. I suggested that we move to a booth in the back where we would be alone. I slid into the booth and was pleasantly surprised when she slid into the seat next to me. I couldn’t help myself and bent forward and kissed her lips, so red and luscious, tasting of beer and whisky. I nearly jumped out of my seat when she reached down and grabbed my crotch.
Should we continue…
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local groups and just plain rude idiots
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Publié :1/4/2009 19h40
Dernière mise à jour :29/4/2024 20h24 7629 vues
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There are a couple of local groups that I joined when I first signed on to this joint. At first glance I thought, great, there are plenty of like-minded people here. I made the obligatory introductions as a newbie and started to read some of the posts. I suppose that I should be inured to the whole power of the anonymity of the toobs. But still, there are some whackjobs that really need to get a life. The back and forth calling names, challenges of manhood, I mean, high school was years ago. Any semblance of having fun, meeting folks, the very purpose of being here has been totally shot by these whacks. Needless to say I dont bother visiting those local groups, I probably should at least stop by and pay my final respects and delete my membership in the group. On the other hand, does that mean that the whackjobs win? Do they have the run of the place, or should they? The problem lies with the anonymity of the toobs (as Ted Stevens calls the internet!) and some people just cant handle it.
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Rants and ravings from a small corner of the universe
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Publié :31/3/2009 20h58
Dernière mise à jour :29/4/2024 20h24 7514 vues
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Otherwise known as the corner of space and time, with apologies to Charlie B's. I've been here on passion for a while now and I'm not sure about some of the people I've met. Some of the folks here are solid, and we've become friends. Some of the folk, well, they need a lesson in manners. You know who they are. As I spend more time with this blog, hopefully there will be more wit and banter, but for now, good night and good luck (with apologies to ER Murrow) 
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