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Posted on 02.08.05 by Justine @ 10:48 pm
Well, here’s the story I promised you yesterday. My experience with the girl in the shoe shop certainly got my creative juices flowing (and some other juices as well) and I think the story turned out very well Justine Shopping For Shoes I love shoes and I particularly love going shopping for them. I always wear a very short skirt or dress and go to a shoe shop that I haven’t been to before - this makes it more exciting! Last year I went shopping in a town called Ipswich. It’s in the county of Suffolk in the south-east of England. I wore a pair of red high-heeled shoes, and a very short red dress that barely covered my ass and pussy. All it needed was a gust of wind and I may as well have been naked! I found a shoe shop just off the main shopping area and started browsing the shelves, looking for a bargain. As I did so, I spotted my prey. A smartly dressed young man was tidying the racks of shoes. It was quiet in town today and he obviously had plenty of time on his hands. He looked very young indeed, barely out of school, and a little unsure of himself. He spotted me and walked uncertainly over. “Can I…can I help you, Madam?” he enquired with a shy smile, looking me up and down. I smiled back warmly and asked if he had any high-heeled lace up boots I might try in a size four. Something really sexy, if he had it. He looked a little flustered by my request, but hurried off and soon came back with two or three pairs for me to choose from. “Oh thank you, you’re so kind”, I breathed, “Would you mind helping me on with them? They can be very difficult, you know.” He agreed readily and showed me to a seat. The shop was still empty, so I knew I could begin some fun with this poor unsuspecting boy… I sat down and kicked off my shoes - “The red ones first I think, don’t you?” I said, looking deep into his eyes as he knelt down in front of me. He couldn’t help his gaze from wandering to my bare thighs as he started unlacing the shiny red leather boots. I parted my legs just slightly so he could see the dark triangle beyond, but quickly squeezed them back together before he saw too much. He gulped and perspiration broke out on his brow as he fumbled with the laces. I stared at him lustily, my breathing getting faster and harder as I thought of what I’d like to do to him. He became uncomfortable under my gaze and flustered by his own arousal. “Er, it’s a lovely day today, isn’t it?” he stuttered. “Oh yes” I replied quickly, “I just love it - a girl doesn’t have to wear much in this weather!” I was maybe a little eager in my reply as he looked even more awkward and embarrassed. I felt sorry for him and, at the same time, felt my lust growing and my pussy moistening. He offered the first boot to me and I lifted my leg to slip me foot in. Inevitably, the material of my dress fell away to reveal my nakedness. The boy was transfixed as I wriggled my toes into the boot, pretending not to notice. I could see a bulge appearing in his trousers as he continued to stare from the corner of his eye, tortured by wanting to see my cunt, but not wanting me to know he was looking! “What do you think?” I asked huskily. “Wha.. what?” he stammered looking up at me, his face flushed with excitment. “The boots” I said firmly, “What do you think of the boots? I think they need lacing up. Would you mind?” “Yes, yes of course, I’m sorry. My mind had wandered…” his voice trailed off and he started fumbling with both boots, lacing them up. I kept my feet firmly on the floor, knees slightly apart, so he had to get right down on the floor to do them. The poor boy was in a real state! “I like them nice and tight, don’t you?” I asked, cruelly teasing him with another double entendre. He started stammering but I interrupted “The laces, I mean, I like them tied real tight.” I gave him my sauciest smile and touched him gently on the arm as he finished tying them up. “Thank you so much. Now let me see in the mirror.” I strutted over to the mirror, aware of his eyes on my body, and stood and twisted and turned to see what I looked like. They did look good actually, but that wasn’t what I was interested in. I walked back and bent down in front of the boy who was still kneeling on the floor. As I did so, my breasts bulged out over the top of my dress, right in front of his face. “Do you like them?” I asked him softly. He gulped and stared back at me, trying not to look at my cleaveage. “Oh, you mean the boots, don’t you” he half chuckled, pleased not to have been fooled this time. “No, I mean my tits” I replied, my voice throatier than ever with lust, “Why don’t you lock up and show me your store room?”. The boy was stunned and couldn’t answer. I reached for his hands and placed them on the swell of my breasts, then moved one down to my aching wet pussy. “Would you like that? I’m sure you’ve got something in there you’d like to show me.” The boy pulled away and for a moment I thought I’d been too forward and scared him off, but he rushed across the shop with his keys and swiftly locked the door. “We haven’t got long you know,” he gushed, “My manager will be back from lunch. And I’m not very experienced at this kind of thing you know…”. He would have gone on and on for ages, I’m sure, but I silenced him with my mouth on his. And, oh how sweet his lips were! I darted my tongue into his mouth and he responded readily. I could wait no longer so I steered him to the back of the shop, through a door marked “Staff Only”. The door slammed behind us and there we were in this tiny leather-scented room. “Now, fuck me, please fuck me!”, I begged, not caring what he thought of me, just deperate to get his cock up me. I undid his trousers and let them fall round his ankles. His stiff dick was pointing up in the air, the head glistening with pre-cum. I knelt down and licked his helmet, sucking it deep down in my throat. Then, tugging him towards me, I backed up against the door and put my leg round his waist, pulling his shaft towards my aching cunt. “Not yet” he said, smiling now he was in control, “I want to see you naked except for the boots, then I’ll fuck you anyhow you want.” I pouted at him as I slipped my dress over my head, revealing my body to his gaze, wearing nothing but the red boots as he’d requested. “Fucking hell” he exclaimed, “Fucking hell…”. He didn’t able to say anything else and kept repeating this as he pushed me up against the door and impaled me with his engorged member. I came almost immediately, I couldn’t stand it! His cock was so stiff and hot, and he was such a sweet boy! He moaned and mumbled incoherently then yelled as he creamed up inside me, his whole body shuddering with pent-up ecstacy. His lips never left mine as his hips continued moving, and his hands stroked and tweaked my breasts and nipples. At that moment we heard the front door of the shop rattling. The boy stopped, a look of horror on his face. “Oh shit, that’ll be my manager! Oh fuck, I’m going to be in real trouble!” He pulled out of me and started fumbling around with his clothes. I slipped my dress on and helped him get his trousers back on. “Don’t worry, I’ll distract him” I said with a smile, straightening my dress and re-arranging my hair. “No, you don’t understand!” the poor lad was stricken, “It’s a she! My manager’s a woman!” I started laughing at the look of fear on his face. “Even better” I said, winking at him as I opened the door and headed off towards my next conquest. I’ve always enjoyed a challenge! Written by Justine from http://www.JustinesBedroom.com Filed under: Kinky Comments: None |
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Posted on 02.07.05 by Justine @ 2:33 am
Hello again - I hope you had a good day. I’ve been out shopping and brought some new clothes and some very nice shoes (which always makes for a good day). Now, what was really fun was that I was served in the shoe shop by a very sexy blonde girl with an amazing pair of breasts and lovely dark eyes. You may be thinking that’s not that much fun, but what made it really horny for me was that every time she knelt in front of me to help me on with a shoe, she looked up my skirt! I think it may have had something to do with the fact that I was wearing a very short skirt with no panties Anyway, back to the stories…this experience gave me an idea for a new erotic story and I’ve been working on it since I got back. Hopefully I will have finished by tomorrow, so don’t forget to come back and have a read Kisses, Justine Filed under: General Chat Comments: None |
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Posted on 02.06.05 by Justine @ 9:38 pm
Hi again - I hope you are well. I’m a little sleepy today as I had a late night last night. I went to a Casino and had a great time. It was the first time I’d ever visited one and wasn’t sure what to expect, but everybody was very friendly and made me feel very welcome. Ok, I know they just wanted me to spend my money, but it was still nice! I was hoping they were going to have some Poker tables as I do enjoy playing Texas Holdem, but unfortunately they only had Blackjack and Roulette Anyway, on with todays story and it’s the kinky one I told you about yesterday which is based on one of my many fantasies. I’m very pleased with it and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it! Justine Fuck My Ass Mary was every man’s dream, tall and blonde with a round firm ass and large high breasts. Her complexion had a glowing radiance and her eyes shone with a blue-green light that entranced everyone who looked into them. She wore her hair long, down to her waist and people stared wherever she went. One winter’s evening, she was walking home home from work when a man stepped out from the shadows. “Hello darling,” he hissed, “Fancy a bit with me?” “No… no thank you,” Mary stammered, “Now please get out of my way…” She tried to get past the man but whichever way she went, he stepped in front of her and stopped her in her tracks. “Now now lady, I think you should come home with me,” he grinned, “I’ve got something for you…” He grabbed her wrist tightly and pulled her into a small alleyway. Before she knew what was happening, he was dragging her up some metal stairs that led to the rear entrance of a block of flats. The door banged behind them as she found herself in a small corridor of numbered doors. “Here we are,” muttered the man, “No one will find us here.” He opened a door and pushed her inside roughly and she fell to the floor. “Now get your clothes off and get on the bed!” Mary looked up at the man, her sea-green eyes huge with the adrenaline that was pumping through her. “No!” she cried, “I won’t!” The man grabbed hold of her and picked her up and pushed her onto the bed in the corner of the room. “You’ll do as you’re told, you dumb blonde!” he hissed, and he began to pull her clothes off her roughly. She was soon half-naked, struggling on the bed, but the man was too strong for her and she couldn’t resist him. “Mmm, nice tits…” the man murmured as he held her hands above her head and ripped the thin silk blouse from her body. She wore a lacy push-up bra beneath and her beautiful breasts jutted out as her clothes were torn from her body. Her skirt met the same fate, ripped and tossed to the floor and she was soon squirming on the bed in just her red lacy underwear. “Keep still you little bitch,” the man spat at her, “Keep still so I can see what kind of slut you are.” Mary was getting tired now and gave in a little. The man’s eye roved admiringly over her seminude body. “Look what your slutty body’s done to me…” he said, looking down to the huge bulge in the crotch of his trousers, “See what whores like you can do to a man…” He let go of her hands and pulled his trousers off. “And it’s time for you to do something about it…” He straddled her face and forced his cock into her hot mouth. “Suck it you, little slut.” Mary’s beautiful mouth moved slowly on his huge erection and the man knew he wouldn’t last too long if she kept doing that. “That’s enough, now roll over and lay on your belly.” Mary did as she was told and the man moved up behind her. He swiftly ripped her lacy panties off of her and unclasped her bra so he could hold on to those luscious tits. “Now, this might hurt a little,” he whispered in her ear, “But it will feel good for me.” Her spread her ass cheeks and pierced her tight little asshole with his rigid cock. Mary let out a high scream as he plunged his length deep into her anus. “That’s it, ” he muttered, “Take it up the ass, you little bitch…” He fucked her hard for just a few strokes and couldn’t hold back any longer. His cock erupted inside her asshole as he filled her with his hot creamy cum. “Jesus!” he cried as the orgasm wracked his body and soul. He pumped her perfect ass a few more times then withdrew and grabbed her by the back of her hair. “Now lick me clean!” Mary’s mouth moved down to his cummy dick and her little tongue licked all over until he was completely clean. She looked up and smiled at him. “That was great - much more realistic than last time,” she grinned, “But could you be a bit rougher with me next time? Especially when you fuck my ass?” The man smiled back and nodded. “Sure thing, Mary, anything you want.” “Same time next week? Oh, and how much do I owe you?” she asked, as she took a spare set of clothes from the wardrobe and found her purse. The gigolo smiled at her as she combed her hair and slipped into a fresh silk blouse - he had some strange requests from his clients but Mary’s was one of the kinkiest! Written by Justine from http://www.JustinesBedroom.com Filed under: Anal Comments: None |
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Posted on 02.05.05 by Justine @ 8:40 pm
Hello and welcome to the weekend. I’ve been spending today writing another story for you and it’s rather a kinky one! I’ve based it on one of my many fantasies (yes I have a lot) with a bit of a surprise ending. It’s still not finished so I’m going to spend the rest of the day completing it and will post it for you to read tomorrow. So have a good day and I’ll see you again tomorrow Kisses, Justine Filed under: General Chat Comments: None |
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Posted on 02.04.05 by Justine @ 6:00 pm
Now this was a holiday to remember! Today I’m posting a true story of an encounter I had last year in a public toilet in Germany. I still can’t believe it really happened, but it did and I still think (and masturbate) about it most days Justine Toilet Slave I had a very strange and exciting experience just recently whilst sight-seeing in Germany. I travelled to a town called Merzig and went to the famous wolf park there, then drove up to the Saarschleife to enjoy the wonderful view over the river. I was dying to pee so I stopped off at a public toilet. As I walked from my car to the toilet block, I saw a man walking in front of me. He turned to stare at me several times as I walked and I half-smiled at him. I was wearing tight jeans, high-heeled black leather boots and a low-cut top and he seemed to be enjoying the view! I carried on walking up the steps and he disappeared around the corner of the building. I walked round too, looking for the door to the ladies toilets and soon found it. I pushed the door and enetered, in a bit of a hurry now to pee. The first thing I saw as I entered was a man kneeling on the floor in front of the wash basins. I thought initially that he must be a workman or cleaner, but soon noticed that he had his hands behind his back and was kneeling with his eyes closed, facing the door. He opened his eyes suddenly as the door banged shut and I recognised him as the man who had been looking at me outside. “Mistress…”, he gasped as I walked in towards him. I smiled quizzically at him, encouraging him to speak some more. “Mistress… I saw you and couldn’t help myself…” He stuttered and stammered and finally just stopped speaking and stared at me. I walked towards him, smiling - I knew just what he needed… “Come into the cubicle with me” I beckoned to him as I headed towards the toilets. He crawled on the floor behind me, kissing the floor where my feet had touched the ground and eventually made it into a cubicle with me. He knelt on the floor in front of me once more and I closed and locked the door - it was a bit cramped, but we’d manage. “Would you like to kiss my boots?” I asked him curtly. He nodded, “It would be a dream come true” he gulped, perspiration breaking out on his forehead. I could feel my pussy getting wet as I gazed into his grateful eyes. “Then I’ll let you kiss them for a little while” I breathed, pointing him down towards my black shiny boots. His head bowed immediately in devotion and his lips moved desperately over the shiny leather. I could feel the heat of his mouth on my toes through the leather and it was just too horny! I gasped as I felt my cunt aching and my nipples tingling with sexual excitment. The man was going mad with desire, grunting and groaning as he kissed my boots wildly. “Now lick them clean” I ordered and immediately felt his horny tongue lapping away at my boots moving backwards and forwards between the two of them, getting them all shiny with his saliva. It was just too much for me now, so I unzipped my jeans and pulled them down a little, letting my pussy loose to the touch of my own fingers. I stroked my clit rhythmically while watching the man’s tongue lapping at my boots. He let the tip of his tongue run up and down the whole length of each boot and I felt the wave of my orgasm overtake me as I watched him and felt his hot breath on my feet. I arched my back and let out a loud gasp as the intensity of it sweep through my whole body. Wow! I couldn’t believe how good that felt… When my orgasm had subsided, I was suddenly very aware of needing to pee again - I still hadn’t! The man was still kissing and licking my boots and I had a sudden horny idea. “Sit up” I instructed, “And open your mouth” He did as I asked and looked straight into my eyes obediently. I pushed my juice-soaked pussy towards his mouth and let a golden stream of pee shoot out towards his open lips. The first spurt missed and hit his cheek, but he didn’t seem to mind - he gasped with pleasure and mumbled “Thank you Mistress” quickly before I peed again. The second stream of piss shot straight into his open lips and I let it flow for a while, hearing it filling his mouth with my hot golden shower. I stopped and let him swallow - he gazed up into my eyes gratefully as he did this - then let some more pee shoot out from my pussy lips and filled his mouth again. I peed until I could pee no more, let him swallow it all, then stroked his face and told him he could go. He sank his face to my boots once more, kissing and saying “Thank you Mistress” over and over again, then I unlatched the door and let him out. He crawled out of the door and disappeared round the corner towards the exit. I pulled my jeans back up and straightened my clothing and by the time I walked round to the wash basins and mirrors, he was gone. I stood in front of the mirror, brushing my hair and touching up my lipstick and I thought to myself what a horny day it had been! Written by Justine from http://www.JustinesBedroom.com Filed under: Watersports Comments: None |
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Posted on 02.03.05 by Justine @ 5:27 pm
I love big tits (who doesn’t!) so I wrote a story that features a rather large pair! The story is based on a rendition of an encounter that happened to a friend of mine called John who is obsessed by the larger bosom. John is a very lucky guy! Have fun, Justine Big Tits John was a big tit fanatic - he just adored them! He loved watching women walking in the street, or even better, running - their tits softly bouncing up and down beneath their clothing. He would be hypnotised, unable to tear his gaze away from them as those big orbs of flesh swayed under a tight t-shirt or a close-fitting sweater. His cock would immediately harden in his trousers and he’d forget whatever he was doing, saying or thinking and just focus on those objects of desire. His favourite place to sit was a small street cafe. He could sit there with his coffee and newspaper, surreptitiously watching the women walking past, looking out for the well-stacked ones. The other great thing about this cafe was the waitress, Rachel. She was a beautiful raven-haired girl, with a petite figure and, naturally, a huge pair of tits trying to escape from under her tight waitress uniform. John always tipped her well and tried to engage her in conversation. She was always polite but often far too busy to stop and chat. One day, however, the cafe was quiet. John was the only customer for an hour or so and Rachel ended up chatting to him. “So you really like this cafe,” she asked him, “You come here so often.” John grinned at her, wondering if he dared tell her the truth. “I like people-watching, and just here is the perfect place,” he said, smiling to himself as he watched Rachel’s ample cleavage rising and falling under her blouse. “Girl-watching you mean,” Rachel smirked, “I’ve seen you watching anything in a skirt walk by.” “I’m shocked you think that of me!” John replied with a look of mock-hurt in his eye, “I don’t look at every girl. I’m very choosy in fact!” Their eyes met properly for the first time and there was tension building between them. John deliberately let his eyes slip downwards to her big boobs and a look of sincere admiration spread across his face. Rachel felt flattered by his attention and enjoyed his loving gaze. “So what kind of girl do you like then,” she continued, arching her back a little to give John a better view of her impressive tits. John looked back into her eyes. “I like what I see right in front of me,” he murmured, “Why don’t you have dinner with me later…” Rachel was swept away on a cloud of romance and readily agreed. Butterflies fluttered in her tummy and she was thrilled at the prospect of a romantic interlude with this handsome stranger. They met at the cafe at eight that evening. Rachel wore a low-cut black top and a pretty pearl necklace that shone nearly as brightly as her dark eyes. John kissed her hand and let his eyes rove up and down her curvy body. “You look devastating,” he smiled suavely. He could hardly keep his eyes off her thrusting cleavage and felt a tightness in his cock as it throbbed and began to stiffen. They ate dinner and John tried to make conversation but Rachel’s tits were proving too much of a distraction for him. His cock ached and he longed to run his lips and tongue all over those huge orbs of perfect flesh. “Look, I have a confession to make,” he said finally to her, unable to bare the tension any longer, “I just can’t keep my eyes of your beautiful breasts - you’re just making me so horny that I can hardly eat.” Rachel blushed at his remarks but, again, she was incredibly flattered. “Forget the food - lets’ go back to my place… now!” Rachel’s lips and cheeks were flushed with excitement. She lifted her hand and stroked softly down her cleavage and John shuddered with sexual frustration. They took a taxi to Rachel’s flat and were kissing passionately as soon as they got inside. John could hardly control himself and had his hands all over Rachel’s huge tits. He unbuttoned her top and slipped his hand inside her bra, kissing her all the time. She was as turned on as him, never being the object of someone’s desire like this before. She let him unsnap her bra and reveal her huge naked boobs - he broke from their kiss and lavished his attentions on her big pink nipples, licking and sucking them fervently, nibbling and making her squeal softly. John thought his cock was going to explode soon if he didn’t do something, but Rachel soon reached down and unzipped his fly, releasing his enormous erection. She softly stroked his length, enjoying the affect she was having on him. They fell on the bed together and Rachel sat on top of him. “Now I’m going to fuck you,” she gasped, “And you’ll get my big boobs right in your face all the way, and my tight pussy squeezing on your hard dick…” She lifted her body and rested her dripping cunt on the tip of his penis. John reached up and cupped her delicious breasts then felt his whole self being engulfed by her horny flesh. Her hot pussy sank over his dick and her big tits engulfed his face. This was heaven indeed! She started to move rhythmically, slowly at first, her tight pussy squeezing his cock and her tits threatening to suffocate him. John didn’t care - he had to die sometime and there could be no better way! Soon her hips were moving fast and John was treated to the best fucking he’d ever had. Her tits literally bounced on and off his face in perfect rhythm to her tight cunt and he was close to cumming within minutes. “Cum deep inside me,” Rachel gasped as she pounded away on top of him, “Cum inside my hot cunt!” With that, she screamed as she came, her pussy contracting violently and her tits pushing hard into John’s face. His cock exploded instantly, his cum filling her as his cock throbbed violently inside her hot wetness. Rachel’s movements slowed to a gentle riding motion and she sat up a little to let him breathe. John just held onto her tight, his eyes closed as he entrenched that moment in his memory forever. Written by Justine from http://www.JustinesBedroom.com Filed under: Big Tits Comments: None |
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Posted on 02.02.05 by Justine @ 7:32 pm
I have to admit that I’m quite excited about sharing my first story with you! I think it’s particularly exciting as this story is about one of my most favourite fantasies…being cum over by a room full of horny men! It’s written exactly how I would like it to happen. Maybe one day when I’m feeling a little braver (or just too horny not to care), I’ll make it happen. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it… Have fun, Justine Bukkake… I go into a bar late one night. I’m alone, dressed in a really slutty outfit - a PVC mini dress, high stiletto heeled shoes, no panties and loads of eye make-up and red lipstick. I carry a copy of “Hustler” in my hand and sit down at the bar. I order a drink, perch on a barstool and start looking through the magazine at the horny photos. The bar is filled with men and they all go silent and stare at me as I sit there, pretending not to notice their reaction. I start to get turned on by the spread-pussy shots in the magazine and part my legs slightly and run my hand up and down the inside of my thigh. The men are all watching me, almost holding their breath with anticipation. I sit so they all get a good view of my bare pussy up the skirt of my dress then let my hand move slowly up to touch my lips and clit. I hear one of the men gasp as he watches me start to stroke my pussy lips. I turn my stare to him and lick my lips very slowly, looking deep in his eyes. I let the magazine fall to the floor as I get off the stool and walk towards him. He looks a little frightened as I approach him, but he’s also so turned on that he just sits there. He’s a middle-aged businessman, dressed in a suit, sitting with a slightly younger man, both drinking beers. Without a word, I straddle him and sit on his lap facing him, letting my red lips brush near his, teasing him with my sexuality. I grind my hips on his crotch, feeling his cock getting hard through his trousers, then I slowly peel my dress down to reveal my bare breasts and softly rub them in his face. He’s shaking from head to toe by now, turned on and yet threatened by my brazen advances. I drop to my knees on the floor and neatly release his cock from his trousers. It springs out delightfully, a bead of pre-cum glistening on the tip. I look up at him and smile, then leisurely lick the end clean and let the entire length slide down to the back of my throat, my lips wrapped firmly round the root. Sucking hard and rhythmically, I hear the poor guy whimpering. He hadn’t intended to be part of a sex show this evening! The whole room was silent and every man’s eyes were fixed on my mouth on his dick. I slip my hand between my legs and start finger-fucking my aching wet pussy. I suck for a little while longer then stop and stand up. I gaze round the room and look each and every man directly in the eye as I slowly peel off the rest of my dress and let it drop to the floor. I get up on the table next to me, clear the glasses with my foot so the smash on the floor and lay my naked body down across its length. “Now cum on me” I say loudly to the whole room. There’s a stunned silence for a moment, then a few small movements as a few of the men get up and tentatively make their way over to me. Then suddenly, the whole room is moving towards me, loud and fast. Before I know it, I’m surrounded by men unzipping their trousers and pulling out their hard cocks. All shapes and sizes are there and I look round with delight as they all start furiously rubbing and wanking their shafts. Hands reach out and stroke my breasts, squeeze my nipples and tickle my pussy. One guy strokes the tip of his hard dick across my lips and I open my mouth eagerly to suck on it. He pushes it in and out of my willing lips, fucking my mouth for all he is worth. All I can see, smell and taste are twenty or more cocks about to cum all over me. I lay back and close my eyes and enjoy that heavenly moment. The first guy comes, splashing all over my tits. He grunts as he comes then gets down between my legs and starts tonguing my wet pussy. I am so turned on by now that I come almost at once. I scream high and loud and it feeels like everyone in the room comes at the same moment. It’s like a rainstorm of cum showering over me. Every part of my body is covered with lovely hot cream and I come like never before in my life. I rub the cum in all over my tits and pussy as all the men stand around watching. I’m in a frenzy of exhibitionism and end up rubbing my pussy in front of them all until I come again. The bar tender brings me a towel at the end and helps me clean myself up enough to put my dress back on and all the men flock to the bar for more drinks. “Come back anytime you want” he winked, “You’re good for trade, you are.” I kiss him on the cheek, pick up “Hustler” from the floor and walk home with a big smile on my face. Written by Justine from http://www.JustinesBedroom.com Filed under: Bukkake Comments: None |
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