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I guess I've been driving limos here in Fort Worth for ten years now. Had to find something low key and not much delving into my background when I got started. See, I had a bit of a run-in with a neighbor years back when he caught me looking through his daughter's bedroom window back in the '90s. Didn't help that I was naked and masturbating. In my defense, it was dark and I only did it a few times. Not like I'm all that weird. I'm sure lots of guys do their share of this kind of thing.

Girl was like 15 and left the shades open in her bedroom window all the time, so I figured it was okay and basically an invite. She had a small bedroom and I was so close standing out there. She was kind of heavy for my taste, had those big old puffy titties starting to sprout, It was interesting how her nipples were not sticking out. It's like those kind that grow in and you end up with a slick titty Easy on the eyes and made me hot all the same. Oh, she wanted to be seen, the way she'd prance around in her panties and be naked while she messed with her little computer. She had one of those fat lip pussies, no hair, but pink, pink, pink. You could even see the moisture on her little pussy lips as she came close sometimes. That would have been good eating. Man, I would cum so hard from that viewing.

I only masturbated to her maybe six or seven times. My bad luck came when her dad took out the garbage that night and opened the side gate on me. There I was on my tiptoes, my cock in my hand and stroking as I watched her. I probably wouldn't have been caught if I hadn't been moaning so much. He ran up to me and pushed me down just as my cum was shooting. Even though I was freaking out with him screaming at me, my cock was loaded and the trigger was pulled. I think some even shot on his slacks. He was pretty hot about it. He really got hot when he saw all the dried cum I'd sprayed on the side of his house from previous times. Getting out of there was quick and permanent. Kind of miss her, though. But I knew I had to get out of that neighborhood before the cops got there. I'm not sure if they are looking for me, but I moved on anyway.

Me, my name is Mel and I'm 48. Been a loner you could say for several years. Had a girlfriend a few years back, but I had a run-in with her when I accidentally walked in on her 15 year old daughter while she was taking a bath. Somehow the door got locked when I went in to pee and the girl got scared and yelled for her mom. Not my fault she was floating in the tub. Guess I stared a bit too long you might say. Sweet thing she was, though. Not a single hair on that little pussy. Flat chest and light switch size nipples. One long look over my shoulder and my cock was stiff and I couldn't pee. I tried to calm her down, but I guess you have to look someone in the eyes as you speak to them to gain their trust. Me, my eyes were locked on that wet pussy and those nipples as I tried to reassure her I had to pee. Figured the only way to get it down was masturbate. How was I to know she figured out what I was doing? But truth be told, I bet it only took 20 strokes and I spewed cum all over. Pretty nice time, I have to admit. Try masturbating while you look over your shoulder. It ain't that easy. The whole thing ended bad. Girlfriend threatened to call the cops if I didn't leave her place immediately. Guess you could say I'm a victim of bad luck.

So anyway, I'm living in Fort Worth now driving these worn out limos for a company that caters to funerals and small functions where cost is more important than style. It's not such a bad job I don't guess. I have to wear a tuxedo for most trips, and that can be a pain, let alone having to spend my own money to dry clean it every week. It ain't like they pay us good money for this job. The owner says we make it on tips. The only problem there is with prom season coming on, those little high schoolers don't have much in their pockets, and certainly don't dole it out to the likes of me.

So here it is Saturday night and I go in to get my ticket from the board where I pick up the limo. We park them in the barn and bring them out when we work. Just my luck, I get a group of seven teens going to eat dinner and then on to the high school prom. That means lots of waiting time and bad behavior.

Thankfully the three teen boys are together at one of their houses over in River Oaks, a decent part of town. They look to be between 15 and 16, screechy voices and pimply faces. They pile in the car with too much excitement and everyone laughing and cutting up, each of them trying to give me directions for the next pick up. Seems the girls are s**ttered around, so we will be stopping a few times. I drive and give my usual polite speech about behavior in my car. You know, heads and arms stay inside, no messing with the buttons, and keep the moon roof closed. I only have to repeat this a dozen times as we drive, since the boys won't oblige me.

As we make the rounds picking up the girls, I am feeling good, since I get to see the girls in those gowns they wear, wearing way too much makeup and trying to look like little sluts. All of them are the same age, 15 or 16, and way too young for this kind of outing. I pull up, climb out, and open the rear door. As they try to climb in with all the high heels and high hair, they lean over and my eyes get full of white skin and little titties trying to hold up the tops of those ridiculous dresses. I am telling you, if I could slip a finger down the front of one, the nipple would be there so close. Climbing in, the short skirts rise up and I enjoy the view of nice young ass as it tries to maneuver into the limo. As I said, not a bad job at all. After I close the door, I return to the driver's seat and I rub my cock as I look in the back. I can see tons of wannabe cleavage and skin poking up and out of the tops of the dresses. Wonder how many of these pimple faced boys are gonna get some stink finger or even more tonight.

It's not long before we've repeated the process and we have all seven of them and head to the restaurant. Talk about big spenders. These goon boys take them to Shoney's. Sheesh. What a bunch of losers.

As we pull up, I repeat the process and open the rear door and they pile out, again giving me the nice views of little 15 and 16 year old titties and shots up their skirts as they leave the car. No hose for these girls. No, siree. They like their thongs and lace. I get a great shot at the little oriental gal as she almost trips in her shoes. I catch her as she exits and her legs spread for me. I see her green silk thong and I hold her a bit too long some might say, but I wanted to make sure she was okay, you know. My eyes were on that crotch of hers. Couldn't have been any hair on that pussy. Just sheer green fabric covering a tight little pair of pussy lips. I ease her out of the car and groan to myself.

An hour passes while they dine in Shoney's and then we repeat the process, me holding the door, them stumbling into the car, my hand going to an ass here and there to steady them, pushing the fabric up a tad for a better view, and my eyes soaking in all the shots at their delicious bodies. My cock has been hard since we got on the road. I am so satisfied with the diversions of this job.

Back on the road, we soon arrive at the hotel where the prom is. The place is clogged with traffic as folks drop off their k**s and other limos jockey to unload and be gone. Me, I finally make it and jump out to assist as a professional, taking hands to steady the girls, my eyes soaking in all they can in the artificial light of the hotel canopy. My aim is to go park and wait for them at the pancake place down the street. The idea is that one of the boys will call me on a cell phone when they are ready to go. It's 8 PM so this is gonna be a wait I don't really like.

On the way to the pancake place, I pass an adult video store and swing in. Might as well amuse myself by watching some porn and seeing what happens. I park in the rear and go inside and get some tokens for the booths. Oh, I've had some interesting times in these places before, so I am interested to see what unfolds. I already have a boner primed from my interaction with my teeny girls.

Entering the video booths, I wander toward the back, since that's where the good stuff happens. I encounter a couple of guys leaning against the wall, hands in their pockets, faces unwilling to look you in the eyes, and I go in a booth near the end of the row. I make sure the door stays a bit open so that I can know if I have a visitor. I push my tokens into the machine and start channel surfing for something I like. I finally land on a video of young looking gals plowing each others pussy with their tongues, and I unzip my pants and fish out my cock. These tuxedo pants practically fall off when unbuttoned, so my pants are soon on the floor on top of my shoes. I raise up and push down my boxers and relax as I slowly stroke to the video. After only a few minutes I have a visitor step in who stands before me and watches me masturbate. A willing audience causes me to become more excited, and I really want to be watched as I stroke my cock, keeping it slow to show off my passion. I nod at him and cup my balls as I stretch my cock for his viewing. I immediately detect the smell of his body odor and alcohol from his mouth breathing. Slowly he fumbles open his filthy jeans and sniffs a couple of times and then pulls his cock out. Watching him, I note he is uncircumcised and he skins back the foreskin to reveal a large cock head. I appreciate the size and girth of his cock as it stretches to its potential. That guy must be sporting 8 inches of meat and huge balls hanging down, all in stark contrast to his skinny white legs.

Recognizing that I like watching him as he strokes his cock, he shuffles a couple of steps toward me, his intent obviously for me to taste him. Not sure of his hygiene, I allow him to approach and place his cock near my mouth. Seeing the pre-cum dripping from his cock head, I lean over and detect that he hasn't washed his cock lately. There are several flecks of smegma surrounding the head of his cock and I marvel at how this added to his overall distasteful presence. But who am I to judge others? I open my mouth and the head of his cock slides in and I close my lips to offer him what I can while I stroke my own cock. He immediately wants to push it down my throat, but I lean back and tell him to take it easy. He begins to work his hand over his cock shaft and masturbates into my mouth, his knees bent and his groans deep as he gets into it. The spray of his pre-cum soon drips from my chin as he works his cock.

I must admit this ain't my first time to taste a cock, and I try to do my best to give him a decent blowjob. His pre-cum tastes sour on my tongue, a sign that he is likely an alcoholic. Nevertheless, I work his cock head as I masturbate, enjoying the moment. All too soon, my visitor arches his back and spews his cum into my mouth. His cum is thick and stringy and even more sour. I can only catch it in my mouth as it pumps and spurts, where I wait for him to finish. Soon enough, he is satisfied and sated and pulls his cock from my mouth, reaches for his jeans, and turns and leaves the booth. I lean over and spit his cum on the floor with all the other cum. The experience isn't what I necessarily wanted and it caused me to lose my interest in my own orgasm. I reach into my pocket for a napkin to wipe my mouth with. I follow this with some mints to mask the taste I've been left with. As luck would have it, my time's worth of tokens runs out and I am not willing to buy more, so I stand and pull my boxers back up and fasten my pants and leave the video store.

Upon returning to my limo, I realize I have more time to kill, so I venture to a mall I spotted on the way to the hotel. Parking out in the remote area, I feel it would be interesting to window shop and see if I can find success among all the youngsters prowling the mall. As I enter, I note the restroom sign and I wander over by the entrance. I spy a bench and I sit as I watch who comes and goes. After no traffic in several minutes, I feel comfortable that the bathrooms are empty and I have some comfort that I can use this for my plan. Sure enough, in only a few minutes I spy a nice little teen girl hurrying to go inside. I judge by her fast pace that she has to pee soon. As she passes, I stand and slowly walk toward the hall where the bathrooms are. I duck into the girls bathroom and listen. Sure enough, I detect my teeny babe has gone into a stall all the way to the end. I enter the one next to her and step up on the toilet and peer over the stall. Looking down, I see how she has pulled her skirt down to her ankles and followed that with her pink thong. I marvel at the flatness of her belly and the skinny legs. I judge her to be 15 or so, as her chest if almost flat. She has no hair on her pussy region. As she squirts her pee, she seems intent to watch it, opening her legs wide. This gives me ample viewing area to see not only her pussy lips and a tiny clit, but also the yellow stream she is voiding. I try to control my breathing as I watch her finish and then reach for tissue to wipe herself. As she finishes, I lean back and wait for her to leave.

I am amazed at how she failed to wash her hands after pissing. How nasty is that? Oh, well, people will be people. She leaves the bathroom and I soon leave behind her to return to my bench. I spend the next hour repeating the process, viewing several teeny girls and a few women as they void their bladders. My game is interrupted only by my cell phone buzzing in my pocket, nearly getting me caught by a girl inserting her tampon. I was so enjoying that little process. I have to quickly retreat from my view and silence the cell phone and await her departure before I could leave.

Returning to the main mall, I pull my cell phone out and note that one of my passengers has summoned me, stating that someone is not feeling well and the entire party will be leaving the prom. Oh, boy, just what I need, some k** who could puke in my limo and cause me a lot of extra work before I can go home.

I arrive at the hotel and I see my crowd of seven teens huddled together. It appears that they are all under the influence of something as they bob and weave and try not to fall off the curb. I climb out and open the rear door and the boys are instantly obnoxious and loud and push their way in first, claiming the spot they desire to sit, leaving the girls to fend for themselves. As I look at each one, I can spot the effects of some d**g on their faces and how they seem detached. My concern for others surfaces and I gently guide the girls into the car, my hands roaming over their ass as they bend over. My eyes quickly look down the fronts of their gowns for any improvement of viewing and feel content to see portions of a nipple jutting up here and there. The shortness of their skirts allows my hand to rest on their asses as I guide them into the limo. After the last one is inside, I realize my zipper is down and my cock is peeking out, although it is so erect it cannot escape. It is slammed hard against my belly and leaking pre-cum down my boxers. Careful to turn away from the light, I move around the back of the limo and climb in to take these little bozos home.

As we cruise along, I hear the recounting of how wonderful the prom was, how great the music was, and how bad it is that little Jerry feels sick and might throw up. I caution in my sternest voice for them to give me warning before that happens or there is going to be trouble for them. My eyes watch in the rearview mirror for any signs of retching as I speed along. Soon enough, some of the girls are crying and complaining of being d**gged by someone, and how the night is ruined. Smiling to myself, I realize I will be home earlier than I thought.

After ten minutes of riding the car is quiet as the teens slip into varying states of sleep or passing out. I arrive at the boys' departure point and I open the door. One by one they pile out and stumble toward the house. No tip for me. Typical how little thought is given to a person trying to make a living. And after I did such a professional job for them.

Returning to the limo, I drop off each of the girls, again assisting them in safely exiting the car. As they wobble to the entrance to get out, my hands roam their bodies and touch places I need to touch quickly. I count this as my tip. I reach into the tops of their gowns and caress a young breast as deftly as I can while they exit, softly pinching a nipple or squeezing the whole of the small titty. My hand reaches under their skirts and I try to feel between their legs. In their states of mind they don't realize anything is happening. I push my fingers in their crotches and ease them along until they can stand on their own two feet. All too soon the last one is aimed at her front door and I sigh and return to the limo, my night's work done.

As I return to the garage to finish the night, I smile to myself as I recount the events of the night. Not bad for a quick night's work. Pulling up to the garage, I back the limo into its place. It is part of my job to clean the car in preparation for the next assignment. This is the part I hate the most. But thankfully there's no puke to clean up.

I roll the shop vac over to the car and open the back door and lean in to hit the carpet with a quick once-over. As I lean in, I am shocked to discover one of the little teen girls curled up on the bench behind the driver passed out. I begin freaking out as I realize we forgot to drop her off.

I climb into the limo and sit next to her and shake her arm. She does not respond to my touch. As I sit there, my mind is racing with possibilities. I grip her by the shoulders and sit her up on the seat. Her head lolls to the side and her mouth is partially open as she quietly snores. As my eyes feast on her beautiful face and her mussed hair style, I slowly take in the vision before me. Her skirt splayed open, I can see the green thong she wears. Pushing her back into the corner of the seat, I reach for the top of her gown and I pull it down. It is a strapless affair and I am wondering what keeps these things up anyway. Her top folds down like a hinge and I am looking at two tiny breasts with nipples that are dark brown. I lean over and take one into my mouth. It tastes like perfume. I suck on it gently and reach for the other one. She moans as my mouth washes her nipple flesh. Immediately her nipples stand on end and they are huge. I gently gnaw on them and she squirms in her sleep.

Not content with just the breast fondling, I reach for her thong and pull it down. It unwinds in a mass of nothingness and I pull it over her shoes. Staring at her tiny pussy, my cock rises harder than I can remember. I actually ache as I adjust it. I lean in and my mouth devours her pussy. I am so full of lust for her that I gouge her little pussy with my tongue. Again she moans and shifts her position, almost falling forward. Her pussy begins to flow moisture as I slather my tongue in her, and she is gushing with juice. I grip her legs and stretch her on the seat, her ass barely on it. I kneel before her and open her legs and lift them. My tongue finds her pink ass opening and I slather it with kisses and invasion. Her taste is of perfume and a faint taste of pee. Oh, she is delicious. To only weight like 90 pounds and be a near woman, and my treat is such good fortune.

Sighing in happiness and excitement, I lean back and open my pants. I kick them off and wrangle down my boxers. My cock knows where this is going, and my eyes are directing its path. I push her back in the seat and reach for my cock. I place the head of my cock at her pussy entrance and slide it back and forth to lubricate the tip. My pre-cum from my night's activities has already started the lubing process and my cock almost jumps into her pussy. She abruptly stiffens and moans in her slumber, but she settles back down quickly. I bury my cock in her and pull her to me as I fuck her. Oh, she is so tight and warm. I watch my cock move in and out and see the skin of her pussy pulled along as I fuck her. She has such a small and tight little cunt. My cock plunges as deep as possible, but hits bottom so soon. I just cannot fit all of my cock in her.

I pump her and grope her breasts in a frenzy, as I know someone will be looking for her soon. I know time will be short here. I fuck her hard and fast, and all too soon my legs begin to shake and then stiffen, my back arches and I spew my cum into her cunt. I grind and push and do all I can to create a memory of this good luck tonight in my cock as I finish fucking her. My cum sprays her insides and I collapse in a heap next to her.

As I sit there trying to get my pulse down a bit, I have the good sense to reach for my cell phone and put it into camera mode. I shoot a good five minutes of video as I tour her body and insert my fingers into her mouth, her pussy and her ass. Removing my fingers, I place them in my mouth and an idea pops into the brain of my cock. Noting it wants just one more chance with this doll, my cock begins to swell again as my eyes feast on my treat. I lean forward and roll her onto her stomach. I move her legs apart and dribble spit onto her tiny pink ass opening. I again insert a finger and pride myself on the patience I have to open her up for tonight's second session. As a nice person, I know it could be painful if I plunged her dry. My finger works her anal opening and soon is buried to the second knuckle.

Sensing she is now ready, I move over her small ass and push her cheeks apart. I place the tip of my cock at the pick boundary and press in. She groans from somewhere and pushes back, but my cock needs this. I push harder and the head of my cock moved in and through her sphincter. I rest it there a moment while I adjust to the pain of how tight she is. As soon as I feel okay again, I push and ease my cock into her bowels. She moans more, but I know she is enjoying this.

With my cock buried up her ass, I begin to fuck her slowly at first, followed by faster and more urgent strokes, knowing I must finish soon. The sound of my balls slapping her pussy as I bore in each time is exciting to me. I hear the wetness of her ass announcing itself as I work toward my goal. After only a few minutes, I again feel the return of the tingle in my balls and I know it is time. My cockhead flares inside her and I feel my orgasm arrive as I begin the pulsing puming of my cum as it splashed deep into her ass. I cry out in happy relief as I shoot my cum into her. Oh, it feels so wonderful. After delivering my load into her, I back out and my softening cock plops free of her ass. I can see the cum starting to leak from her ass where it joins the cum oozing from her pussy from the first fuck. I am totally exhausted at this point and breathing hard.

As my senses come back to me, I come up with a plan to cover my activities with her. I attempt to rearrange her clothes, keeping the thong for myself. I open a bottle of water and splash her face trying to wake her. She moves a bit, and is half groaning and crying. I realize she is conscious of her surroundings a bit. Pushing her up in the seat, I climb out of the back of the limo and I close the car door on her and I climb in the front and drive her to the last house I stopped at. After we arrive, I go back to her and nudge her and shake her and finally manage to revive her enough so she is able to leave the limo with me and walk to the door of the house. I ring the bell and it is answered by a woman. I earnestly and politely tell her the young girl cannot tell me where she lives, she seems out of sorts for some reason, so I am leaving her here.

The lady thanks me and I return to my limo and head for the garage again. I park it in its place and head home. I guess I will be moving again. Just my luck.

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All my life I had always feared God. Growing up I thought he personally stared down at from Heaven watching my every move, listening to my every thought. It was this fear that has always kept me on the straight and narrow and given me my morale courage. My only sorrow is that I was unable to pass this fear down to my children and from this, there will be no retribution. I am surely damned as if I had spent a lifetime of murder and greed. With this knowledge I don't feel fear anymore, just...

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Peggy Sanford a Worldly Woman Ch 05

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Forrest Part 2 Chapter 3

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Further Tales of Peggy Sanford Ch 12

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The CollectorChapter 2 Welcome to Chelmsford Hall

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriess8e18 Sylvia Distin 55 from Chelmsford

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A WellLived Life Book 6 Kara IChapter 9 A Trip to Milford Part I

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Further Tales of Peggy Sanford Ch 13

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Further Tales of Peggy Sanford Ch 01

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Earths CoreChapter 36 Formations

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The Bradford Family Saga Part 1

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CynthiaChapter 15 Bradford

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Adventures of a Greenie Off Planet Vol 2Chapter 27 Forbidden Forrest

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A white rich bitch falls for a well endowed black forklift operator who works at one of her husband8217s warehouses

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriesS11 E02 Chelsea Ferguson 34 from Chelmsford

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Businessman is Forcibily Transformed Into a Sissy

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and shorts; his cock and balls swaying in front of him. Mary smiled, leaned forward again and nuzzled Carol's silky cunt-hair, flattening it out to the sides and exposing her sensuous pink slit to their view. Then she stuck her tongue up inside it. Carol groaned happily and bucked her hips. John was standing over them now, stroking his thick cock while he gazed dreamily down at his sister's inviting pussy. Pushing a finger back up inside Carol's dewy cunt, Mary explored its...

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It8217s Not Just Love Making 8211 The Foremost Foreplays

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A WellLived Life Book 6 Kara IChapter 10 A Trip to Milford Part II

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriess8e2 Denise Zhang 33 from Bedford

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Transformations DiversityChapter 16

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