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I'm A Woman, And I Love Being Cummed-on free porn video
There really is no way to put this delicately? I like having my face, tits and ass cummed-on.
I'm 23, very pretty to look at, and as I travel to and from my work, I put myself in harms way, If I see an opportunity to be cummed-on.
I like the feeling of anticipation, of waiting for the moment his first warm spurt will splatter my cheek, as I like to look up, with an air of submissiveness, begging, as he chokes out a whimper and makes that face as if he is experiencing pain.
I know instinctively when he is about to release, and it makes me feel both feminine and sexy, as I roll my face and open my mouth to increase his target, the whole fucking thing just turns me on.
I was just 14 when I began to developed sexual fantasies, all within the confines off a repressive all girls boarding school, where masturbation was as rife amongst the girls as were the vaginal discharges due to what they were stuffing into their cunts, to relieve their frustrations.
When news got out that a girl had smuggled a boy or man into their place of sexual discretion, they were raided and the poor male was stripped and tied-up, until each girl had their turn with him.
But I digress, and for that I am very sorry for distracting you into the 'l****a Syndrome' young girls suffer when our hormones go man crazy, and our cunts bleed for every failed insemination.
There are no politically correct fantasies." I'm sure there are women who are lucky enough to be turned on by erotic, lady-empowering lovemaking, but there are a hell of a lot of the rest of us who want to get a cum shot in our faces, and who sometimes have **** fantasies, as we finger ourselves to sleep.
Female sexual repression was at it's height during the Victorian ages, and yet strangely, prostitution was at its height, as respectful men sought sexual refuge with the dirtiest of women, who did most of their business in dark allays, standing up, turning away from the man, and guiding his cock into their assholes, while pretending he was fucking them inside their cunts.
I read this actual account during my history studies, whilst at University, and it stuck in my mind, finding it was such a turn-on, I just had to try it.
I can remember leaving the lecture and going into a city back street and into a sex bookshop, I was 18, and it was hard to hide my femininity, not that I really wanted to, as I was wandering around in my fantasy wonderland, knowing any of these men around me could father a c***d with me, should they take me there and then.
The owner was an older man who showed concern, 'For such a pretty little thing', as he put it, when I introduced myself to him, under the pretence of looking for books of literature.
He laughed out loud, almost splitting his side when he realized what it was I was supposedly looking for. 'Your in the wrong bookshop love', this is not for academic advancement, this is where men jack off', and he emphasized his narrative by giving me a wanking sign with his closed fist.
When he saw my stony facial reaction, something clicked and he immediately saw through me, he saw the real me, 'I see women like you every day', he said, his voice thick with sudden sexual desire, 'not as pretty or refined, or as well educated', he continued, unbuttoning his pants and taking his cock out, but wanting this.
I closed my eyes and let my mouth hang open, as he closed up to where I sat in his small office. My ears could hear his exertions as he wanked himself and my nose could smell the nauseating stench of smegma, as he wanked himself into my face, as filthy as I describe, it turned me on, and in the few minutes, if you could time him, perhaps less, his warm semen passed between my open lips and onto my tongue, to be circulated and washed around inside my mouth, into my closed eyes, where it stung momentarily, feeling his hand on the back of my head as he pulled me into his crotch, my mouth opening fully as his cock went inside to be cleansed of his fresh semen and smelly ages old smegma.
His forty something old cock came back out polished clean by my 18 year old mouth, Jack, as he introduced himself to me after his feeding session, became a mentor and a friend.
We became regular lovers within the premisses where I could ply my sexual fantasies in the booths with strangers and utilise the toys he hung on the walls, dressed in the fantasy clothing with other customers wanting to cum on me.
Maybe part of the reason I like facials and having my body cummed-on is because I was groomed by a sexist society to enjoy being objectified.
I simply choose what object I am for the men to cum on, whether a Slutty Whore, an innocent girl, I read it as more of a yearning for a woman who is so hot for you that she wants your semen all over her.
I'm 23, very pretty to look at, and as I travel to and from my work, I put myself in harms way, If I see an opportunity to be cummed-on.
I like the feeling of anticipation, of waiting for the moment his first warm spurt will splatter my cheek, as I like to look up, with an air of submissiveness, begging, as he chokes out a whimper and makes that face as if he is experiencing pain.
I know instinctively when he is about to release, and it makes me feel both feminine and sexy, as I roll my face and open my mouth to increase his target, the whole fucking thing just turns me on.
I was just 14 when I began to developed sexual fantasies, all within the confines off a repressive all girls boarding school, where masturbation was as rife amongst the girls as were the vaginal discharges due to what they were stuffing into their cunts, to relieve their frustrations.
When news got out that a girl had smuggled a boy or man into their place of sexual discretion, they were raided and the poor male was stripped and tied-up, until each girl had their turn with him.
But I digress, and for that I am very sorry for distracting you into the 'l****a Syndrome' young girls suffer when our hormones go man crazy, and our cunts bleed for every failed insemination.
There are no politically correct fantasies." I'm sure there are women who are lucky enough to be turned on by erotic, lady-empowering lovemaking, but there are a hell of a lot of the rest of us who want to get a cum shot in our faces, and who sometimes have **** fantasies, as we finger ourselves to sleep.
Female sexual repression was at it's height during the Victorian ages, and yet strangely, prostitution was at its height, as respectful men sought sexual refuge with the dirtiest of women, who did most of their business in dark allays, standing up, turning away from the man, and guiding his cock into their assholes, while pretending he was fucking them inside their cunts.
I read this actual account during my history studies, whilst at University, and it stuck in my mind, finding it was such a turn-on, I just had to try it.
I can remember leaving the lecture and going into a city back street and into a sex bookshop, I was 18, and it was hard to hide my femininity, not that I really wanted to, as I was wandering around in my fantasy wonderland, knowing any of these men around me could father a c***d with me, should they take me there and then.
The owner was an older man who showed concern, 'For such a pretty little thing', as he put it, when I introduced myself to him, under the pretence of looking for books of literature.
He laughed out loud, almost splitting his side when he realized what it was I was supposedly looking for. 'Your in the wrong bookshop love', this is not for academic advancement, this is where men jack off', and he emphasized his narrative by giving me a wanking sign with his closed fist.
When he saw my stony facial reaction, something clicked and he immediately saw through me, he saw the real me, 'I see women like you every day', he said, his voice thick with sudden sexual desire, 'not as pretty or refined, or as well educated', he continued, unbuttoning his pants and taking his cock out, but wanting this.
I closed my eyes and let my mouth hang open, as he closed up to where I sat in his small office. My ears could hear his exertions as he wanked himself and my nose could smell the nauseating stench of smegma, as he wanked himself into my face, as filthy as I describe, it turned me on, and in the few minutes, if you could time him, perhaps less, his warm semen passed between my open lips and onto my tongue, to be circulated and washed around inside my mouth, into my closed eyes, where it stung momentarily, feeling his hand on the back of my head as he pulled me into his crotch, my mouth opening fully as his cock went inside to be cleansed of his fresh semen and smelly ages old smegma.
His forty something old cock came back out polished clean by my 18 year old mouth, Jack, as he introduced himself to me after his feeding session, became a mentor and a friend.
We became regular lovers within the premisses where I could ply my sexual fantasies in the booths with strangers and utilise the toys he hung on the walls, dressed in the fantasy clothing with other customers wanting to cum on me.
Maybe part of the reason I like facials and having my body cummed-on is because I was groomed by a sexist society to enjoy being objectified.
I simply choose what object I am for the men to cum on, whether a Slutty Whore, an innocent girl, I read it as more of a yearning for a woman who is so hot for you that she wants your semen all over her.
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