1. Went up a Virgin, came down with a Creampie


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: MarieL, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I get confused when I read stories where men fuck younger girls. It's as if thy have committed a grave sin, whereas in my case, I let it happen and it felt good. My name is Anouk. I was called after a French actress, a woman who gave my daddy a hard-on every time her name was mentioned, my mother used to sarcastically say, when they were angry with each other. We ran a small board and breakfast that could take no more than four overnight guests, usually cyclists, but one day we had a business man who could not find a big hotel, like he was used too. We only had one guest when he came asking for board, he spoke English and no Dutch, but thankfully I could, as we are taught English in school. He was a nice man to talk to, very polite, and spoke softly, which made my head have a buzz. 'We have two floors sir, one bedroom on the top and three under on the floor below', I suggested when he had filled in the particulars. 'Is the one on the top the quietest', he asked me. I was slightly taken aback, unsure of what he meant, 'From outside', I asked him, and he shook his head meaning no. I was still confused, 'Loud TV', I asked, as it was becoming like a guessing game, and again he shook his head, to mean no. I shrugged my shoulders and laughed and as I did so, I saw his eyes drop to my breasts, as I laughed, they jiggled, and I was nude under my thin top and my nipples were standing up, he made me feel self conscious, and they just got harder as he stared. 'Stop that', I tried to ...
    scold him in a girlish way, but I was just a teenage girl and he was a man in his fifties. 'What', he said quietly? By now my face was very red, but thankfully we were alone as my mother was outside on the pavement talking to and serving coffee at our few tables on the side-walk. 'You are making me feel embarrassed', I replied, but deep down I was secretly enjoying his attention, and his face was warm and gentle. 'You're very beautiful, I can't help but look at you', he retorted, and his flattery was making me feel warm in a nice way, I was teasing, I knew it, and I dropped my hands and let him see me, not feeling shame, as I made sure mother was not looking at us. I took a deep breath and asked him again, 'Right, which room would you like or shall I choose'? 'As long as it is very quiet, you choose', he said. 'Right, I choose the top one, two floors up', I said, then for some unknown reason I added, 'shall I come up with you', to which he said yes? I walked in front of him and walked up to the first floor, then stopped at a small tightly wound metal stair case, 'We have to go up here', and he looked at how tightly wound it was, 'You first', he said quietly. I was wearing a short skirt and I knew he would have a fantastic view of my bare ass if I went first, all the way up, and I felt myself wetting at the thought, as I put my open sandal on the first metal step. I could feel the electricity as I turned and caught his eyes on my bared thighs. I stood five steps up, I knew where ...
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