1. Sara Part I


    Date: 2/2/2016, Categories: Taboo, Author: taboo_daddy, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    smiled at me and put his cock back in his pants. “Sara, I am a married man.” he held up his hand and pointed to his wedding ring. “I have no intent of cheating on my lovely wife and blow jobs don’t count. Besides, you’re 14. I have no intention to going to jail for fucking some jailbait slut.” and with that he was gone. I laid there with his cum fresh on my skin while I finished myself off, first with my fingers then with the handle of my hairbrush. It was an all too familiar occurrence and sucking cock and not getting any inside me was making me hyper-horny. It would be over a month before that itch was scratched. The motel was not the type of place you would bring your f****y to while you enjoyed some local attraction. It was the sort of establishment that you might bring some bimbo so you could throw your cock into her for a couple hours. There were no attractions within 100 miles unless you count the run down strip club next door. It was more likely that someone would get a room for four hours then they would for an entire night. Then all of a sudden we started having “long term” tenants when construction started down the road on a new shopping center. I started to notice the two guys staying in a room two doors down from me or maybe it was them that noticed me. I would catch them looking at me while I was out cleaning up the parking lot or mowing the little patches of grass. I think they purposefully threw their cigarettes out directly in front of their room so that I ...
    would have to spend more time bent over giving them a perfect view outside their window. Over the weeks I would learn that their names were Dean and Greg. Greg was 35 and an electrician. Dean was 24 and was Greg’s apprentice. They were nice and it was fun flirting with them but neither took the initiative to try something with me and since I never saw them apart and I wasn’t really interested in a threesome I never made a move either. Eventually that all changed. Summer gave way to Fall and the temperatures plummeted but then we had about a week of really warm weather. Marg called it Indian Summer, all I knew was that I was able to wear the tiny little tops and short shorts that I loved and sit out on the little fenced in patio that my room had. It was late when I saw Dean come walking by and for the first time Greg was no where to be seen. “Hey! Where you headed?” it took a second for him to see me but then he smiled. “Well hey Sara. What are you doing out here?” “Just enjoying the weather while I can.” I had found some beers in one of the empty rooms and offered him one. “You never did tell me where you were going and where is Greg?” “He’s back home. It’s his wife’s birthday. He should be back tomorrow.” he took a long pull from the bottle but didn’t answer my original question. “And?” “And what?” “Where were you going this late?” he smiled but looked a little embarrassed to answer me. “I was uh….I was going next door for a bit.” “The strip club?!?! Are you serious? There’s ...
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