My Three Favorite Uncles 8211 Part 6 Boobie Day With Vijay Uncle
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I have always wanted to be like a man, not afraid to ask for a fuck, even pay a guy to do me, but it is all in my head, my fantasy. Then tonight at the bar a told me something similar, how he wished he was me.
I was intrigued, 'Why', I asked, 'So I could fuck my brains out, every time I got horny', was his answer.
That made me smile, I was horny and wanted to take him down the toilets and offer my ass to him, but something deep inside me held me back, so on the surface I must have appeared either a prude or unattainable, which in itself was an enticement, but it did not cure my need for a good fuck.
I turned to face him on my bar stool and my skirt parted to reveal my thigh all the way up to the 'V' of my panties. I watched as his gaze dwelt on my crotch, and together we longed for that connection that would join us as one and allow him to put his seed deep inside me.
My body screamed for it and I let my thighs relax and fall slightly apart. I could feel I was wet, a lot more than just damp and I was sure a dark stain on my gusset would tell him I was ready for sex, I get really wet when I'm in heat and my pussy swells as much as a man's cock does. I let my thighs open a little more as he looks.
'What would your wife think', I asked him as I closed my thighs, more for the delicious feeling it gave me, than feigned modesty?
'I would not tell her', he honestly fired back, 'I just have this urge to fuck you'. he continued.
I cast my eyes around the bar, it was lit with subdued tones, couples were making out in corners, relieving their frustrations, often built up at places of work, where restrictions were in place to stop copulation happening, this bar served as a meeting point for two such people to be intimate.
We were off to the end and isolated, 'Why not went through my mind', I let my knees open again causing him to look down there. My panties were tied with a little bow above my right hip, I reached down below my skirt waist and pulled the little bow open, stood up and they fell around my left ankle.
I got back up onto the stool and left them on the floor and as he bent down slowly to retrieve them I spread my thighs to reveal my swollen wet cunt and drew his face into my crotch, feeling his hot breath and rasping tongue as he raked between my labia and poked at my yielding hole, causing me to gasp out loud and shudder.
We were perfectly alone at this end as I sat receiving my very public fellatio, with one exception, the bar maid, she knew he was down there between my thighs and kept looking in our direction.
Women instinctively know when another is being serviced, even sitting on a bar stool, we never miss a trick and I bet myself she wanted some of his tongue or cock, as she was starting to make it clear of her intentions.
Her smile was a mixture of longing and intent, 'Can I get you another', she both indicated to my near empty glass and the bobbing head between my thighs, her fixed smile and attempt, from distance to look over the bar, said it all.
I nodded, 'Sure the same again', I said and my licker stopped to see where and to whom I was talking to, but I held onto his head and forced him back onto my pussy, that made the waitress smile and bare her teeth, I acknowledged with a knowing smile feeling an all powerful surge run through my body as I stroked his head and he responded by linking harder.
She placed my drink on the bar top and lent in with her elbows on the counter, 'How's he doing', she asked quietly watching his head bob up and down?
'I'm almost done' I replied, picking up my fresh drink, 'want to jump in', I queried her and her face lit up?
She looked around the bar to make sure the other bar staff were out of site, 'I could do with five on his face', she smiled. I could feel myself cumming and my head flopped forward, 'You go girl', she said encouragingly, and as I went into full orgasm I watched as she stepped from her panties and made her around to where I was being fellatio'd.
He watched in amazement as we swapped places and I looked at her bushy cunt as she maneuvered herself onto his eager face, she acted like girl who knew how to have her cunt licked in public.
I shielded her from any would be passerby and sipped as she dominated the poor fucker licking her out, she was cupping his chin and grabbing his hair with her other hand, thus guiding his tongue from her asshole to her clitoris.
'Good boy' she uttered as her ass cheeks rose and fell on the stool, with his tongue action, this girl knew how to ride a guys face and her juices were flowing as she demanded more, even after each powerful squirt nearly drowned the poor bastard.
How times have changed over this last decade. It brought back memories of a holiday I had in Bangkok when at lunch time my uncle who lived close to Patpong Road, took me to lunch for a steak sandwich, I was just fifteen. As I sat there was a long table down the middle of the room with this loud disco music playing and these business types of Western men were sitting drinking and eating and I saw something move under their table.
I realised it was girls my age and younger crawling around and between these men's legs. 'What are they doing', I asked my uncle, 'They're having a lunchtime blow-job he whispered back into my ear' and I turned back and saw a couple of them looking in my direction and lick their lips.
Uncle asked me if I wanted to swap places, but I said no, I wanted to see more and saw girls recoil as these middle-aged men ejaculated into their mouths.
The following week we went back to the same bar and sat at a corner table at the back, ordered and I went under the table and sucked my uncles cock as he drank his beer.
I sometimes ask myself as I review what I did that afternoon, 'Why'?
You have to remember you enact on what excites you and the power those men had on those girls under the table was an act of sheer dominance, to be throat and mouth fucked on your knees under a table like a sperm bin, excited me, I am no person to be dominated but I do believe men should be in control during sex or be dominated themselves, then that brings other feelings into the equation, but i****tuous domination on a girl still in school makes me wet and giving uncle what he clearly hankered after, a pop at my cherry with a sperm deposit only serves to endear me to him.
I was intrigued, 'Why', I asked, 'So I could fuck my brains out, every time I got horny', was his answer.
That made me smile, I was horny and wanted to take him down the toilets and offer my ass to him, but something deep inside me held me back, so on the surface I must have appeared either a prude or unattainable, which in itself was an enticement, but it did not cure my need for a good fuck.
I turned to face him on my bar stool and my skirt parted to reveal my thigh all the way up to the 'V' of my panties. I watched as his gaze dwelt on my crotch, and together we longed for that connection that would join us as one and allow him to put his seed deep inside me.
My body screamed for it and I let my thighs relax and fall slightly apart. I could feel I was wet, a lot more than just damp and I was sure a dark stain on my gusset would tell him I was ready for sex, I get really wet when I'm in heat and my pussy swells as much as a man's cock does. I let my thighs open a little more as he looks.
'What would your wife think', I asked him as I closed my thighs, more for the delicious feeling it gave me, than feigned modesty?
'I would not tell her', he honestly fired back, 'I just have this urge to fuck you'. he continued.
I cast my eyes around the bar, it was lit with subdued tones, couples were making out in corners, relieving their frustrations, often built up at places of work, where restrictions were in place to stop copulation happening, this bar served as a meeting point for two such people to be intimate.
We were off to the end and isolated, 'Why not went through my mind', I let my knees open again causing him to look down there. My panties were tied with a little bow above my right hip, I reached down below my skirt waist and pulled the little bow open, stood up and they fell around my left ankle.
I got back up onto the stool and left them on the floor and as he bent down slowly to retrieve them I spread my thighs to reveal my swollen wet cunt and drew his face into my crotch, feeling his hot breath and rasping tongue as he raked between my labia and poked at my yielding hole, causing me to gasp out loud and shudder.
We were perfectly alone at this end as I sat receiving my very public fellatio, with one exception, the bar maid, she knew he was down there between my thighs and kept looking in our direction.
Women instinctively know when another is being serviced, even sitting on a bar stool, we never miss a trick and I bet myself she wanted some of his tongue or cock, as she was starting to make it clear of her intentions.
Her smile was a mixture of longing and intent, 'Can I get you another', she both indicated to my near empty glass and the bobbing head between my thighs, her fixed smile and attempt, from distance to look over the bar, said it all.
I nodded, 'Sure the same again', I said and my licker stopped to see where and to whom I was talking to, but I held onto his head and forced him back onto my pussy, that made the waitress smile and bare her teeth, I acknowledged with a knowing smile feeling an all powerful surge run through my body as I stroked his head and he responded by linking harder.
She placed my drink on the bar top and lent in with her elbows on the counter, 'How's he doing', she asked quietly watching his head bob up and down?
'I'm almost done' I replied, picking up my fresh drink, 'want to jump in', I queried her and her face lit up?
She looked around the bar to make sure the other bar staff were out of site, 'I could do with five on his face', she smiled. I could feel myself cumming and my head flopped forward, 'You go girl', she said encouragingly, and as I went into full orgasm I watched as she stepped from her panties and made her around to where I was being fellatio'd.
He watched in amazement as we swapped places and I looked at her bushy cunt as she maneuvered herself onto his eager face, she acted like girl who knew how to have her cunt licked in public.
I shielded her from any would be passerby and sipped as she dominated the poor fucker licking her out, she was cupping his chin and grabbing his hair with her other hand, thus guiding his tongue from her asshole to her clitoris.
'Good boy' she uttered as her ass cheeks rose and fell on the stool, with his tongue action, this girl knew how to ride a guys face and her juices were flowing as she demanded more, even after each powerful squirt nearly drowned the poor bastard.
How times have changed over this last decade. It brought back memories of a holiday I had in Bangkok when at lunch time my uncle who lived close to Patpong Road, took me to lunch for a steak sandwich, I was just fifteen. As I sat there was a long table down the middle of the room with this loud disco music playing and these business types of Western men were sitting drinking and eating and I saw something move under their table.
I realised it was girls my age and younger crawling around and between these men's legs. 'What are they doing', I asked my uncle, 'They're having a lunchtime blow-job he whispered back into my ear' and I turned back and saw a couple of them looking in my direction and lick their lips.
Uncle asked me if I wanted to swap places, but I said no, I wanted to see more and saw girls recoil as these middle-aged men ejaculated into their mouths.
The following week we went back to the same bar and sat at a corner table at the back, ordered and I went under the table and sucked my uncles cock as he drank his beer.
I sometimes ask myself as I review what I did that afternoon, 'Why'?
You have to remember you enact on what excites you and the power those men had on those girls under the table was an act of sheer dominance, to be throat and mouth fucked on your knees under a table like a sperm bin, excited me, I am no person to be dominated but I do believe men should be in control during sex or be dominated themselves, then that brings other feelings into the equation, but i****tuous domination on a girl still in school makes me wet and giving uncle what he clearly hankered after, a pop at my cherry with a sperm deposit only serves to endear me to him.
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