DISCLAIMER: Names have been changed to protect the identity of those involved. Some are just first names, others are nick names. But unless you know me personally.. Which I highly doubt, good luck tracking these men and women down.
Sexual content. Please be advised.
Hmm where did I leave off… Oh yes..
I’m sucking Blaques cock. I’m hesitant. He’s huge. Plus, I’ve never really had much practice in this area. But why not, let’s go in for the kill. I’ve seen enough porn to know 99.9% of men like this. I shove him to the back of my throat. No preparation. I gag. I hear a low whistle from behind me. And a muttered “oh shit” from Blaque. Next thing I know I’m being lifted up. Brought to my feet and led down the hall. Ooh look a spare bedroom. Privacy. Not that I really give any shits. I’m drunk. Alcohol doesn’t agree with me.
I’m tossed onto the bed. Hmm.. When did I become fully naked? And why am I thinking period. Someone isn’t doing their job….
Oh sweet mother of baby jesus. He fills me quickly. My pussy walls are tight. Squeezing him. Sending me in to a blissful spiral.
“just a taste baby. Oh there’s more to come. ”
Please stop talking and fuck the shit out of me please. And thank you. My head is pulled back by my hair. Pain. But good pain. Oh god it feels amazing as he rides me. Hard and fast. No mercy for my tight little pussy.
“I got a surprise for you baby. Open your mouth wide”
As I do so, a cock slides in. Slowly at first. Dafuq just happened. Filled at both ends? Oh thank you Lawd! More hands are on my body. Squeezing my tits and nipples. Smacking my ass. Whispers of encouragement are being passed around. Holy hell when did this go from an orgy to all out fuck Vik fest? Sooooooo not complaining. I whimper when Blaque pulls out. Don’t stop fucker! I was close.
“Ride me bitch”
Hey now. No need for calling names… Oh but I am even more turned on. Yes. Yes I am your bitch. Happily so. Blaque lays down and I immediately go to work on cleaning him off. With my mouth. Well. That’s a new twist. Ha. I don’t taste half bad. Go me. Insert mental happy dance.
“no no, you aren’t being a good girl. I said get on top and ride me.”
Oh and I did. Winning a few first place prizes at the local fairs rodeo, I knew how to ride with the best of them. And I’m working him good. His hands on my hips. He’s grunting as loud as I’m moaning. Fuck that, I’m practically screaming. I didn’t think a cock could get that far. I can’t speak. I’m afraid he’d come popping out of my mouth as I rode him. Holy fuck when I came.. Stars. Actual fucking stars were seen. No no.. Not stars… White noise. Both of our bodies are jerking. And the spasms and waves just intensifies everything.
I was hooked. Fire fighters. New obsession. I must find out if all of them can fuck like that. Now really. I know it’s not the profession but the man. But come on, let’s be serious with ourselves, 85% of the fire fighters you see are hot. Down right sex symbols. And you don’t want to just look. You crave that taste. Want to see what they’re packing. They start a fire that slowly smolders inside of you. And that’s just what happened.
Readers, if you play with fire, you’re gonna get burned. And such a sweet burn it is!!!
Stay tuned, my next sexcapade is coming up later tonight. Coffee break!!!!!
Vik's Nook 