1. The Joy of Alters


    Date: 11/30/2016, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Non-consensual sex, Older Male / Female, Rape, Author: DaSpark, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    perfect teeth, slightly plump lips, and could have passed for a distant cousin of Salma Hayek and Penelope Cruz mixed together. She wore a gold necklace with some hanging charms, which tickled the start of her breasts. Her breasts . . . Jesus H. Christ. Fuck me, they were amazing. First off, let me explain the outfit. She was wearing a purple dress, it was kind of Greek style, like a toga could hang. It tied behind her neck, and each side of the tie went down into a hammock for each breast. While the hang of the material was copious and strong, it covered her breasts completely, there was only a bit only the inner edge of each was visible. Her skin was so flawless all over, it was all she needed to show. The inner corner of each breast canopy was hooked over a large brass circle ring. The bottom have attached to the rest of the dress as did the canopies so at the waist the dress was full. The skirt portion was do her mid thigh and very free flowing. When she turned to put her shall on the chair back I watched her breasts jiggle. It was absolutely hypnotic. There was certainly no bra on them and yet they were pressing full against the dress. There were sizable, CC's maybe, as they filled the canopies and gave them weight. But they weren't held up by them, in fact they pressed out more than down. They were large, round, perky and firm. Some women have big breasts, some have perky breasts and some have symmetrical breasts. When a woman has all three, it is a literal feast for a ...
    man's eyes. Her thighs that came out the bottom were tanned, toned, slender and fucking hot. Her calves were perfect stems and her feet were thin, small and each toe was just right. She was a fucking vision of sex, and that was when she caught me staring. "For an eyeful do I get a drink?" She asked in a voice much higher and softer than I would have expected out a woman looking like that. Weird how we form biases like that. "Om, sure, of course. You're husband won't be mad?" "Husband . . ?" She giggled in a delightful manner. Her manners and laugh reminded me of the girls from high school, she had a fire in her eyes to go with it. She looked like one of those women you knew was just a wild amazing fuck, just like I had watched those girls in high school, college and adult life, wondering what guy got to experience them. Those assholes. She waved her left hand showing no ring. "I am actually here to meet a blind date." She said. I ordered her a drink, she asked for a margarita. "You are on a blind date? Why? No way a woman as stunning as you couldn't pick her man." "Awww, you're such a sweetie. Your wife must be happy." "No wife, no girlfriend actually." "Are you here on a date? Are you my blind date?" She said her voice squeaking with excitement. "God I wish. I am here for a . . . what do you know, there they are. Birthday party." "Oooh. Ok, well have fun I guess." She seemed genuinely disappointed and embarrassed, why I can't fathom. I started to walk past her and just on a ...
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