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Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
The Bus Stop
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"The Bus Stop"
As he approached the occupied bench at his usual bus stop, he could not help but to notice the beautiful young woman sitting there. She was wearing her made to fit mini shirt and knee high black leather boots. Her blouse fitting tight to her every curve matched her pin stripped mini shirt perfectly and seems to belong attached to her body as much as her perfectly shaped breast. He could not take his eyes off her.
Slowly he walked closer to her, taking in every minuet detail. Getting as close to her without causing alarm, he took a seat. Anticipating his eagerness to conversate, she softly crossed her legs and asked, “Do you know what time the next bus is scheduled to arrive?” Deep in thought, he did not clearly hear the question and asked if she was speaking to him. “Yes, I am, I was wondering if you knew what time the 69 bus is schedule to arrive?” He smiled to himself and said the bus number aloud. “The 69?” he asked, so she repeated the bus number. “No, the 169, where is your mind?”
He looked away from embarrassment just in time to see the 169 rounding the corner. Looking back at her, he announced, "Your chariot a waits." As the bus pulled up next to them, he made sure to reach the bus door ahead of her. He wanted to make sure he allowed her to board the bus ahead of him. He did this to show that he was a gentleman, and to ensure he sat next to her once she took a seat. As she entered the bus, she was surprised to see that only one person was onboard, an elderly woman that looked to be in her seventies. Moving passed the woman she moved slowly to the back of the dim lit bus and he followed patiently. After seating himself directly in front of her and only an arm’s length away, he could not help but to notice her long, smooth, and well-groomed legs.
Opening her legs slightly, she decided to see if he wanted to come in. It seemed as if our chanced meeting was taking on that delicious accelerated quality that can happen sometimes with strangers. With fixed eyes and a growing tension in his pants, he leaned forward to show interest in the peep show. Drawing him in closer, she started to run her tongue across her full luscious lips as she opened and close her legs in unison. He reached out to touch her put she stopped him with a slow side-to-side motion of her head. He pulled back to continue to enjoy the show. Moving one of her legs between his legs, she began to rub his growing manhood with her black leather boot. She could feel how hard he was, even through the souls of her shoes. He could not believe where this was going, but did not want it to end. Caught up in the excitement they did not notice the old woman watching their every move. In addition, did not pay much attention to the scolding look she gave them as she exited at her daily stop.
Sensing that she was ready for him to become more active in the foreplay, he began to unzip his pants. The look on her face confirmed his prediction. The anticipation of his manhood unveiled in front of her made her juices flow and she could feel her black silk panties becoming moist to the touch. The more she watches him stoke himself through his pants, the more she wanted to feel him inside of her. Rising from her seat, she lifted her shirt and straggled his legs. Positioning herself for the ride, she whispered these words in his ear, “If sex is all I have to offer, would that be enough?” Not knowing what to say, he simply answered, “I ask for nothing, and only wish to please.”
Saying nothing else, she reached to unzip his pants. After reaching in and pulling out that which she needed to please her, she slide her silk panties to one side and started on her journey. Flowing from excitement, the entry was smooth and easy. As she leaned forward, he cuffed her soft ass in his hands and spread her cheeks back and forth, as she rode up and down his stiff pole. The faster she moved the harder he got. “Slap my ass,” she demanded. As he slapped each cheek, he could feel her wetness running down the inside of her thighs. The ride became too much for him to control his lust and he could no longer hold back his explosion.
Not yet reaching her destination, she whispered in his ear, “If sex is all I have to offer, would that be enough?” “I only wish to please,” he replied. She moved to look him in the eye and simply said, “I hope you enjoy the rest of your ride, you will be taking it alone, if I were all you needed you would not of finished without me”.
As fast as it all started, it was over and the lady at the bus stop was gone. Looking back, I learned never get off the ride before it is finished.
That’s why I can ride ALL NIGHT!!!
"The Bus Stop"
As he approached the occupied bench at his usual bus stop, he could not help but to notice the beautiful young woman sitting there. She was wearing her made to fit mini shirt and knee high black leather boots. Her blouse fitting tight to her every curve matched her pin stripped mini shirt perfectly and seems to belong attached to her body as much as her perfectly shaped breast. He could not take his eyes off her.
Slowly he walked closer to her, taking in every minuet detail. Getting as close to her without causing alarm, he took a seat. Anticipating his eagerness to conversate, she softly crossed her legs and asked, “Do you know what time the next bus is scheduled to arrive?” Deep in thought, he did not clearly hear the question and asked if she was speaking to him. “Yes, I am, I was wondering if you knew what time the 69 bus is schedule to arrive?” He smiled to himself and said the bus number aloud. “The 69?” he asked, so she repeated the bus number. “No, the 169, where is your mind?”
He looked away from embarrassment just in time to see the 169 rounding the corner. Looking back at her, he announced, "Your chariot a waits." As the bus pulled up next to them, he made sure to reach the bus door ahead of her. He wanted to make sure he allowed her to board the bus ahead of him. He did this to show that he was a gentleman, and to ensure he sat next to her once she took a seat. As she entered the bus, she was surprised to see that only one person was onboard, an elderly woman that looked to be in her seventies. Moving passed the woman she moved slowly to the back of the dim lit bus and he followed patiently. After seating himself directly in front of her and only an arm’s length away, he could not help but to notice her long, smooth, and well-groomed legs.
Opening her legs slightly, she decided to see if he wanted to come in. It seemed as if our chanced meeting was taking on that delicious accelerated quality that can happen sometimes with strangers. With fixed eyes and a growing tension in his pants, he leaned forward to show interest in the peep show. Drawing him in closer, she started to run her tongue across her full luscious lips as she opened and close her legs in unison. He reached out to touch her put she stopped him with a slow side-to-side motion of her head. He pulled back to continue to enjoy the show. Moving one of her legs between his legs, she began to rub his growing manhood with her black leather boot. She could feel how hard he was, even through the souls of her shoes. He could not believe where this was going, but did not want it to end. Caught up in the excitement they did not notice the old woman watching their every move. In addition, did not pay much attention to the scolding look she gave them as she exited at her daily stop.
Sensing that she was ready for him to become more active in the foreplay, he began to unzip his pants. The look on her face confirmed his prediction. The anticipation of his manhood unveiled in front of her made her juices flow and she could feel her black silk panties becoming moist to the touch. The more she watches him stoke himself through his pants, the more she wanted to feel him inside of her. Rising from her seat, she lifted her shirt and straggled his legs. Positioning herself for the ride, she whispered these words in his ear, “If sex is all I have to offer, would that be enough?” Not knowing what to say, he simply answered, “I ask for nothing, and only wish to please.”
Saying nothing else, she reached to unzip his pants. After reaching in and pulling out that which she needed to please her, she slide her silk panties to one side and started on her journey. Flowing from excitement, the entry was smooth and easy. As she leaned forward, he cuffed her soft ass in his hands and spread her cheeks back and forth, as she rode up and down his stiff pole. The faster she moved the harder he got. “Slap my ass,” she demanded. As he slapped each cheek, he could feel her wetness running down the inside of her thighs. The ride became too much for him to control his lust and he could no longer hold back his explosion.
Not yet reaching her destination, she whispered in his ear, “If sex is all I have to offer, would that be enough?” “I only wish to please,” he replied. She moved to look him in the eye and simply said, “I hope you enjoy the rest of your ride, you will be taking it alone, if I were all you needed you would not of finished without me”.
As fast as it all started, it was over and the lady at the bus stop was gone. Looking back, I learned never get off the ride before it is finished.
That’s why I can ride ALL NIGHT!!!
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
HE, Who makes me feel so good.....
Who is HE, He who wants to fulfill my every desire.... This man, in my life makes me feel OH SO GOOD!! Is it wrong to feel this way, to feel this joy?HE, The touch of his hands, makes my body quiver. His soft, soft kisses gets me going every time. I'm feeling moisture between my legs as he looks at me with those sexy eyes and sexy lips. He whispers in my ear....even more moisture....
HE wants to do to me what my body enjoys....and I'm oh so willing to let him....
I can feel your mouth on me...my temperature rising....My body is more than inviting, I can't take it, I need/want you......please ENTER....
Mmmm, I yearn for that 1st entrance, the uncontrollable feeling....You slowly ease yourself IN..teasing me, touching, caressing.....my body has a mind of it's own.
I can feel every inch of you as you go deeper and deeper, and I shout out in pain/pleasure.....I can sense your worry at times...but You know I love dat ish!!!
As I'm exploding all ova your manhood, I decide it's my turn....let me take a ride...
But first let me.....mmm, I climb on top of that masterpiece and give you the ride of your life.....from the front, back, side to side....let's slow it down.....not tryin to get you there just yet.
Next thing I know...you need a view from behind.....aww yeah, Entrance 2, that I love so much....1st release all ova you as you move in and out with such force..grabbing my ass and playing with Ms. Kitty.....my legs trembling, about to loose my balance, but no...I meet your pace and give it right back atcha.....
Ok, let's slow it down again.....No, just can't get enough....our bodies glistening with sweat, you flip me over once again....in you go....slowly moving in and out...damn, I can't control myself once again.....what's this feeling? I can feel you at that breaking point.....my body is weak, I can't take anymore....you can't take....breathing heavy....and then.....YOU know the rest......
I dread the time it's time to go our separate ways.....until we meet again....
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