1. Friday night pt 1


    Date: 3/30/2017, Categories: Group Sex, Author: seska66, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Women are strange creatures. Which I guess any man will tell you. You can’t always believe what they say either. This girl I’m sitting opposite is claiming she hasn’t come out for the sole purpose of picking up a guy to fuck her. Lots of women go out for a good time which may or may not involve getting picked up. So it might be true. However not many of them dress like this girl. She has some of those platform high heels popular with the porn stars and a dress on. It’s possible I suppose she may have the smallest of micro thongs on under the dress but the dress is so tight and has so many strategically placed slits I’m sure I could see it. I saw her at the bar quarter of an hour ago and offered to buy her a drink. “Just because I’m letting you buy me a drink doesn’t mean I’m agreeing to go home with you.” This girl has attitude. I sit down opposite her and nod my acceptance at her statement. “Of course, but you taking the drink means you have to sit here and listen to my line of bullshit as I try to change your mind. Also I wasn’t planning on taking you home. I’m planning on following you into the toilets bending you over and doing you doggy style.” I time my line perfectly and spits out the mouthful of drink she’d just sipped. Once she has regained the ability to speak again. She started to protest. “What sort of girl do you think I am?” “I’m sorry. Would you prefer it if we drop the seat and you can ride me? That would work better for me. “ “Why?” I can see the expression ...
    of regret as she asks the question but my brutal honesty has her off balance. “Some girls, you take them home and they lie there like a dead fish. Then they complain about bad sex. That’s cause only one of us was doing anything. I’d be better off having a wank. If you’re riding me at least I know you’re getting involved. So are you a good fuck?” I throw that last line out to turn the tables. “I’ve never had any complaints.” “That’s not the same as saying you are any good. Shall we go and see.” “Do you actually think I’m going to do this?” “Maybe, so far you’ve complained and been shocked but you haven’t said no. What I’m expecting is you to get up and head to the toilets but to pause before you go in. I’ll then follow you and we can work out preferred positions when we get there.” “You’re fucking nuts you know that.” With that she gets up and does a good impression of storming off. She gets to the toilets and heads in without stopping. A moment later she’s back out, makes eye contact, nods and disappears in. I follow her quickly and see her in a cubical with the door open. It’s a tight squeeze when I lock it behind me. I drop to my knees and peel up her dress. Much to my surprise, she is wearing a thong without a lack of subtlety I pull it to one side and start to lick. This isn’t a girl who wants subtlety. Not dressed like she is. As I say women are strange. Most say they want romancing. They want hearts and flowers yet the top grossing book and film for the female market is ...
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