1. Online Date


    Date: 7/22/2016, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Author: courmorant, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    It’s been one of those dates that has been a pleasant surprise. Most of the time the online world is a disappointment but you were there on time, looked like your pictures and actually knew how to have a conversation. We spent several hours in a corner banquet in a small bar that was on the second floor of an old building. You wore a sweater that was off your shoulders so I could tell you weren’t wearing a bra. It was sometimes distracting, as were the few times that you touched my arm as we talked to emphasize a point. I asked if I could walk you home and you said yes. We got down to the street and I put my arm through yours and we started down the sidewalk. I thought I had a few blocks to continue the conversation but almost immediately you turned and said, “this is me” in front of a door to a small building. I put my arm around your waist and leaned in to kiss you goodnight. You kiss back and we stand there outside your door kissing. We press our bodies together. We stop for a moment and you look at me and say, “if I invite you up you’ll never call.” That takes me by surprise. “Of course I will, this has been a terrific evening, at least so far,” I say, smiling. You smile back, turn and open the door with your key and hold it for me to follow. The stairs up to your apartment are narrow and dark and when we get to the fourth floor you use two keys to open a heavy metal door. Once inside you close the door, lock the two locks and turn to face me. I put a hand on your chest ...
    and push you back against the door and then grab the top of your off-the-shoulder sweater and pull it down, releasing your breasts. Your arms are pinned to your side. You don’t say anything; you just look at me. I start to kiss you again and you kiss back, searching the inside of my mouth with your tongue. I used my hands to touch your breasts and then I pinch your nipples. You gasp and pull back. “Pinch them harder,” you say. I do and you cry out. “Pull up your skirt,” I say. You look at me. Your eyes are green and very direct. “If you take it we’ll both enjoy it more,” you say. I’m a bit stunned; this is not who I expected you to be. I reach down with both hands and pull your skirt up over your hips and slide your panties down to your ankles. Then I step back and look at you – your arms pinned to your sides with your sweater and your tits and pussy exposed. I tell you to step out of your panties and then I walk you over to your dining table. I push you down on it and then shove my knee between your legs. You are wearing wedge heels and I can see the definition in your calf and the tautness of your thighs. I rub my hand on your pussy and I can feel your wetness. I flatten my hand and smack your ass, first on the right side and then the left and then I slide my fingers into your pussy. I do that for a while until your ass begins to redden. You cry out and moan. Then I take my cock out and start to fuck you. I can hear you grunt as I thrust into you. I grab your hips and start ...
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