1. Sexy Bar Slut


    Date: 11/24/2015, Categories: Fetish, Interracial Sex, Voyeur, Author: gizmobbcguy, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    The dark brown iris was sprinkled with a smattering of yellow the pupils shone as if filled with oil. Blinking she pulled back a bit and took in the stranger's entire face. He had a strong jaw his long brown hair just barely touched his shoulders and he had at least two days growth of stubble. All in all he was kind of cute she thought, hell she found herself letting her eyes travel over his chest and downwards hoping to see the "whole package" if you know what I mean. She didn't hear him the first time he asked her to dance but she did hear his second request and was soon slipping off the stool to join him. "Whew!" she exclaimed as she fell against him. The drinks were having an effect on her and well seeing as she had failed to move from her perch during the execution of four drinks her legs still needed a period of time to adjust to the alcohol coursing through her veins. He caught her in his strong arms as she fell into him. Her face pressed against his chest she inhaled deep taking in his strong masculine scent and for a second fought off the urge to taste his flesh. He easily lifted her. Her feet, for a brief second, even lost contact with the floor. "You ok?" the stranger asked his strong hands holding her shoulders. Embarrassed she looked towards the ground and told him she was. Well looking down could have been a mistake cause when she did she couldn't have possibly missed the large bulge in the stranger's jeans. God! She hoped he was a janitor or something and ...
    the bulge was nothing more than a huge pile of keys or she had been missing out on what a real cock was. You see her husband was the only man she had ever "been with" and even though his cock was slightly larger than the national average reported she had seen many others much larger in the various movies her husband had "f***ed" her to watch. Well he didn't really f***e her she just made him think she didn't enjoy watching such filth but honestly she had a collection of her own she kept hidden in the closet. She was the classic "closet nymph" case study. Her neighbor's all seen the prim and proper woman but the walls of her bedroom knew the truth, she was an insatiable "sex-a-holic" if such a thing existed. Along with her hidden movies were several toys of various lengths and girths. Some were for strictly clitoral stimulation others manufactured for g-spot agitation. She found herself wondering what his cock was made for. Would the girth be such that she would feel her clit being stroked with each plunge or would the curve of his manhood smash into her g-spot with each penetration. The crotch of her panties began to heat up as once again her mind tossed around thoughts. The stranger who held her up became an inanimate object he was no longer a man. He had become nothing more than a structure, one with an unknown treasure, a treasure she knew she wanted. Even if she could just hold it, feel her fingers slide along its length. To squeeze it and feels it's texture. Her clit was ...