1. Sex Extreme


    Date: 8/27/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: BradLee, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    helper.” The door sprung open and I jumped into the passenger seat, my heart racing, powerless to resist her commanding tone. The woman raised her sunglasses and looked at me through captivating blue eyes. “How old are you?” she questioned. Fuck. This woman really knew how to take charge, no “hello”, or anything. “I’m 25 Miss.” “Anita. I’m called Anita. And this…” The woman pointed to the back seat, and I became aware of another, younger woman sitting there, looking at me. “This slut is called Samantha, though she should be called Piggy, because that’s all she is now, a horny little fuck pig. She’s 17, and about to get the fucking of her life.” The girl lowered her head, biting her lower lip and looking up through wide dark eyes. My cock was swelling and stiffening in my pants. Something arousing was occurring here. The younger woman was captivating. She was naked but for a leather dog collar padlocked around her throat. Her long, straw blonde hair had a slight wave, and was loose around her slim shoulders. Her body was amazing. She had slim arms and long legs, pale skin, and big heavy tits, thrust upward invitingly. She had gorgeous puppy fat, but all the lovely firmness of youth. Her areola were pink, and her nipples were like two berries; they looked long and hard enough to cut through glass. Her belly was tight and her waist nipped. Her hips were wide and her thighs looked strong and muscular; she was the perfect hourglass. She was licking her lips as she looked at me ...
    seductively, looking aroused, horny, for every inch as if she were desperate, longing for the “fucking of her life.” Anita had pulled the 4x4 away, and was turning the vehicle into the undergrowth of the forest, off the beaten track. I looked to her. She was grinning wickedly beneath her shades. Anita looked older that Samantha, but wonderful and sexy for her age. I guessed she may have been 35 or 40; what would now rudely be called MILF, although the term had not been coined back then. She obviously worked out as she had a strong physique, and she was dressed in tight grey sweat pants and sweat top which she had unzipped to show off a plunging cleavage. Her breasts looked augmented and firm. Her body was lean and muscular and her skin, veined in places, had a creamy copper spray tan. Anita looked expensive; every inch the rich older dominant who I guessed was very used to having things done her way. The Range Rover crashed through the thick undergrowth until we came out in a clearing. “Perfect,” Anita smiled as she pulled on the handbrake and shut off the engine. “Jump out.” I stood at the side of the 4x4 as Anita slammed her door and paced around to my side of the car. She swung open the rear door and climbed up onto the seats on her knees. Then she roughly dragged out the naked young blonde gripping her by her long hair. The girl tumbled out onto her knees in the mud and the leaves, looking up at us, her dark eyes wide and desperate. “Spread your legs slut. Ass up high,” ...
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