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Nothing makes my bald shaved pussy like being told to call my lover daddy, after all I only fuck older men because they really “do it” for me. I’ve even done some dirty little roleplays and got myself waxed and dressed like a Lolita so my lover at the moment could fulfill his dirty perverted little fantasy and it made me so horny feeling the smooth bald cunt and how my pussy lips were so slippery. I was permanently wet while I had the shaved cuny of a young thing, fuck it wasn’t but a few years ago when I was still bald. I have daddy issues or something because it is just such a turn on to fuck older men, older men really get my juices flowing and this is especially true when I get a whiff of an older well dressed mans cologne, I will practically beg to suck his cock and have had to totally rub one out in the janitorial closet of an office building once. I am a bit of a nympho I guess and sometimes I have no patience especially standing against a group of older men in suits in a packed elevator. I just thought about them all taking me right there as we went up.
I love older men so much, wanna know why? Because they fuck longer,give me more foreplay and lets face it, they have way more money than young guys do. So when this sexy older guy hit on me at the mall yesterday I was flirting back like crazy. He clearly had money he even took me shopping and let me pick out whatever I wanted! When he asked me to go for a ride with him I was all in, I hopped into his car and got right to business sucking his dick before we even left the parking lot. He was loving it but he was swerving all over the road it was so funny. Once we got to his place he was all over me, tearing off my clothes and carrying me to the bed he was so eager to fuck my young pussy. It was super hot and his cock was huge so I was cumming practically as soon as he put that cock in me! Now he’s my sugar daddy I get to have great sex whenever I want and he gives me money and takes me shopping and everything it is so awesome! I should have got a man like this forever ago!
As you both walked into the gallery I noticed her first. When I say that she looked exquisite it is an understatement. She wasn’t dressed provocatively yet there was this errant sexual vibe emanating from her. I fell instantly in lust. You were also very much attractive, but your date was the one who sent the first throb through my pussy. I grabbed another glass of champagne and walked over. You were busy speaking to someone else. She looked clearly out of place. I handed her the glass, she smiled and accepted.
She quickly began to feel at ease. She introduced me to you, both you and the other man gave me appreciative glances. I hooked my arm over hers and told you that I was stealing your date. You laughed, but I was so very serious. Her and I walked around the gallery, taking in the exhibit. She was well versed on the style of art and artist. I was really enjoying my time with her. I asked her if she would like to get coffee sometime. She happily accepted my invitation, as the two of you just moved here. Although you already had acquaintances due to work, she knew no-one.
We sat quietly in the corner talking as you watched us. I made her blush a few times as I brushed a stray strand of hair from the side of her face. She could now tell that I was flirting with her, and to my surprise she flirted back a little bit. She was hesitant, clearly she had never flirted with a woman before. There was such a beautiful innocence about her. You came over, as you could now tell what I was doing. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and I whispered to her that she looked stunning.
She looked back at me as you both left. I waited until I was home to text her. I simply texted, “I find you incredibly beautiful, I want to spend time with you.” Then I texted her my address. Within three hours she was there, we quickly made our way to my bedroom. It was her first time with another woman, I took my time. I worshiped every single inch of her. When she left she was breathless and flustered. Imagine my surprise when I received a text from you telling me to stay away from your wife. I will gladly stay away from her, but will she stay away from me? I highly doubt it.
Most men whom I run into in the outside world have a hard time approaching me. I am not sure what it is about me that scares them so much, but I honestly have a hard time finding dates. I have had very long periods in my life where I have been without a significant other. It can get pretty lonely. It also doesn’t help that I am a workaholic. Between here and my other job I have very little time to engage in a relationship with someone. Especially a new relationship where it is imperative that you spend time with the other person so your relationship can grow.
That is why once I do find myself enamored with someone I do all I can to make them happy. I tend to have longer relationships due to this. I have never been one to be with someone for only a month or two. My friends think that I have such a hard time finding someone because of the way I look and carry myself. I am very confident, well educated, articulate, and strong. They say all that wrapped up together can be very intimidating, plus I look like I would be high maintenance. Which I am not. One of my very favorite things to do is go camping for weeks at a time. I am talking hiking into an area, setting up camp, then just relaxing. I am not afraid to get dirty.
I suppose if I tried harder then I could have someone, but those who I have found lately lack substance. They are either consumed with what they own, money, or themselves. I do not like when a man tries to impress me with material things that he might own. Those types of things are nice, but not necessary. I already have nice things, and I certainly have my own hard earned money. I really am not into bragging about those things. I think it is low class to brag about what you have, or being a douche about it. I love men who are honest, who have empathy, who have kind and generous hearts and are not above helping out those less fortunate without the need for congratulations when they do so.
I guess if I can find someone who isn’t threatened by my looks, my job, my money or my life then it would make me a very happy girl. Perhaps you are that one, and even though due to work we cannot have a real time relationship, that doesn’t mean we cannot forge an online one. Please do not take that to mean I want you leave your wife, or I will move to be with you, that will not happen. However, what it does mean is that you will always have someone who is truly interested in you as a person, someone who listens to you, someone who really enjoys spending time with you. I think deep down we all want that.
Wowzers! I cannot believe how cold it is outside. Right now I am sitting here listening to music, cup of hot tea by my side while sitting in front of my fireplace. I have my comfy blanket draped over me and I am spending time with you. Oh how I wish I could really have you by my side. You and I just here on my sofa, your arm around me as I put my head on your shoulder. You and I watching the flames dance while we listen to the soothing crackle of the fire. How delicious does that sound?
They say the best way to get warm is skin on skin contact. I am thinking that is exactly what would happen between you and I. Pressing my warm body against yours. Which would turn into kissing, touching, and then finding ourselves making love in front of the glowing fire. Your cock would feel absolutely amazing as it slips into me. Not wanting the moment to end too quickly, you move slowly. your chest pressed against mine. I can feel your warm breath on my neck as my nails run up and down your back.
Neither of us says a word, we just move together, clinging to each other as the heat between us builds. You get up on your hands to look down at me. I reach up and touch your face, pulling you downward so I can kiss your soft lips. I feel you quicken your stride, your thrusts become harder, you pull back so that you can look into my blue eyes as you cum deep inside of me. You lay down on top of me once more, pressing your face against my breasts, holding onto me, allowing the warmth to linger between us.
I think I would very much enjoy a day like that with you. I hope you would love a day like that with me as well. Stay warm and stay safe.
You told me to show up at 8:00 p.m. right on the dot. On the phone you sounded excited about something, you wouldn’t tell me but you did let me know that it was important that I was on time. You asked me to wear the lingerie you bought for me last year on your trip. I told you I would do so. I made sure my make-up was done beautifully, my hair done just the way you like it, and my nails done in your favorite color. I had not a clue as to what the night had in store for me, but I too was becoming excited.
When I arrived you ushered me inside your house quickly. Usually we met at the Hotel downtown, but you insisted that I meet you at your home. I asked if your wife would be home soon you told me that she was out of town and that is why you wanted to be with me at your house. It made you feel horny knowing that those same sheets that we would be on would be the sheets you and your wife slept on when she got back. You would not wash them. I was thankful that I used a car service instead of driving my own car, the neighbors might of noticed that.
We went upstairs, you undressed me, placing kisses on my skin as you took off each piece of clothing. Then you stood back to look at me as you took you own clothes off. I reached out to help you, however, you gently pushed my hand away. You instructed me to get on the bed, you pulled out some scarves and told me that you would be tying me up, but not tightly.
After you had me tied in place you stood up to finish undressing then the slow sensual bondage session began. The way you teased me drove me almost mad. I was dripping wet from feeling your mouth and hands run over my body. The light bites on my breasts and nipples caused me to writhe. You never said a word. You got me to a point to where I started begging you to fuck me. To place your mouth on my pussy, to push your fingers inside of me, to let me taste your cock, anything! You made me wait, and wait, and wait. I ached for your cock to be thrust inside of me. I was drenched.
Finally you couldn’t take it any longer yourself, you undid my ties, then plunged into me with one hard thrust. We spent the rest of our time together making each other cum multiple times. I cannot wait until your wife leaves for the night again so that we can play on the same sheets she sleeps on.
I woke up this morning with the worst sinus headache in the history of mankind. I decided it would be a good thing to go into the bathroom and turn on the hot water in the shower so the steam could do it’s work. I took off my night gown then sat down and let the bathroom get as steamy as a sauna. Before long I could breath a little better and my head didn’t hurt as much as it did. I started to feel better. I could feel the moisture from the air clinging to my body.
I sat back, closed my eyes and started to run my hands up and down my moist, naked body. The headache was almost gone and I was getting a little horny just sitting there touching myself. I was thinking about the time I was in Sweden in a steam room. I am not sure if you have ever been in one but sometimes it’s hard to see clearly across the length of them. They started to fuck after she gave him a blow job and I was just sitting there watching. I am pretty sure they knew I was there but they didn’t really care. She just got right on his lap and started to bounce away like mad.
My pussy was completely wet now and not from the steam. I plunged my fingers inside my pussy and finger banged myself until I came. Then I stepped into the shower to wash off. After I was done washing off, I turned off the water and stood in front of the mirror to look at my naked self. I don’t know about you, but I think I have a pretty amazing body. Too bad that couple didn’t acknowledge me because I am almost certain I would of joined in.
You come home from work to find me by the door with your favorite drink. I put it down momentarily to help you out of your coat, hat, gloves and shoes. I give you a sweet kiss, then hand you the drink. You follow me into the living room where I light the fireplace, then hand you the remote so you can just relax while I make dinner. We sit down to a nice meal and you tell me all about your day. I listen intently as you speak to me.
After dinner I run you a bath so that you can soak while I clean up the dishes. Afterward I wait for you in our bedroom. You emerge from the bathroom still warm and slightly wet from your bath. You lay down on the bed, and I proceed to give you a massage. I start to kiss down your back and you tell me to lay next to you. You pull me too you so that you can kiss me. Your hand goes between my legs, wiggling your fingers into my panties as my hand goes to your cock.
You bring your hand to my lips so that I can taste myself on you. You tell me to get undressed, you prop yourself up on your elbow to watch me. I climb back onto the bed, positioning myself so that I have easy access to your cock. I slip you into my mouth to tease, and suck on your swelling head. I look up at you to see you looking down at me, watching, you smile. You motion for me to make my way up your body. I kiss my way up to your mouth. You roll me over onto my back, my legs spread as you get onto your knees to push my legs back. I am pretty sure you all know what happens next.
The date went wonderfully. It was a blind date, and to be honest I really wanted to cancel, but I am so glad that I didn’t. I was the first one at the restaurant. I wanted to be able to see you before you saw me. I sat facing the door. When you walked in, I was very much impressed. You looked so very handsome. However, just having looks does not mean you have a brain. I didn’t want eye candy, I wanted someone that I could possibly form a relationship with. As the Hostess lead you to the table you began to smile, the closer you came to the table the bigger your smile became.
The dinner was magnificent. You were funny, kind, sweet, but there was a hint of mischief in your eyes. After we had our meal, you asked me if I would like to go on a walk. I told you I would love too. We walked in the cool night air, stopped for a coffee, then you walked me back to my car. You gave me a kiss on the cheek and asked if you could call me for another date. I told you yes. When I got home my phone was ringing. It was you. You said you couldn’t stop thinking about me.
I admitted that I couldn’t stop thinking about you either. I am not sure if it was the wine, or the coffee or just the fact that I was horny, I invited you over to spend the night. You didn’t speak for a few minutes, and I thought I had ruined it. You then said you would be right over. We hung up, then five minutes later you were calling again, I forgot to give you my address. I laughed and gave it to you, then got ready. I lit the candles and put on some of my expensive lingerie.
I heard you ring the doorbell. I told you to come in, I was standing in my living room with the candlelight sending it’s flickering light cascading over my body. You stopped dead in your tracks, smiled, then came to me. We kissed, then moved on to having the most incredible fuck session. You were passionate, attentive, and your cock felt so good. When we woke up in the morning, we fucked again, then you had to leave for work, and I too had to get ready for a meeting. You texted me later on asking if I would like to meet for drinks tonight, my answer was Yes.
Can I take charge? Absolutely. In my other job I am in charge of a good number of employees. The number fluctuates of course due to hires, or people leaving, but it still is a very high number. If I can handle that many people at work, I can handle you my sweet. I am not mean however, I am more sensual. I like to play and tease you, I don’t want to hurt you by any means. Could I? Yes, but I like things sexy and light.
I would love nothing more than to have you on your knees at my feet. I want to be able to reach down and touch the top of your head, run my nails through your hair as we watch a movie. I might even have you on all fours in front of me so that I can rest my stocking clad long legs on your back, using you as my foot stool. After the movie is done, I will put your lead on and have you crawl to the bedroom. Where you will undress me wearing gloves so you do not touch my skin.
As you kneel before me, I have you slowly pull my panties down, then grab hold of your head with gentle pressure and bring you within centimeters of my pussy. I allow you to breath in it’s scent, but I do not allow you to touch it. After you have fully undressed me, I will have you run me a bath where you will bathe me still wearing the gloves. You will then dry me off completely. I do not want one drop of water clinging to any part of my body. I will then sit on the edge of the bed and lift my feet up for you to kiss, and lick.
Once I am satisfied, I will allow you to get my panties that I had on previously. You will place them in your mouth, and while doing so, I will let you touch yourself for thirty seconds, no more, no less. You will then lay at the foot of my bed as I sleep. In the morning I will have you do other various things, and perhaps by the end of the day, I will allow you to cum.