Cockatoo Part 4
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Why I Love Feeling A Cock In A Hole. free porn video
What is it about a hole, created in whatever or where ever, that arouses a girl?
I told a story once when I was just ten, we went to the beach, Mum, my sister and I. When my sister and I returned to where mum was, she had erected a multi-coloured striped canvass wall, for wind protection.
I noted a man had pitched his beach towel on the other side of this canvass wall, and as I lay down, I saw a tear in the canvass at ground level, and as I watched as the wind blew, it opened up, and I saw the flesh of his bare leg.
Mum and sister had gone off the beach to get some food, so I lay alongside and suddenly I saw his penis, he was touching himself as only a few people were around and obviously not bothering with us.
My heart pounded as I saw his hand, well his fingers pry open the slit he had made in the fabric, I just looked out to sea across the beach, watching surreptitiously from my peripheral vision, even at ten, I was aware of my sexuality, and something about voyeurism appealed to my female curiosity.
I turned on my side, my bum pointing to the slit in the material, and as I looked back, with my bum inches from the slit, I saw him push his cock into the slit and touch my bottom.
I could feel the slight pressure as he gently prodded and the heat from this male organ, I was ten and this man was probing me, and I found it exciting.
Of course I looked around anxiously, but the deserted beach and with plenty of warning should my mother and sister come back, as the gate onto the beach where the food stalls were, lay a long way ahead of where I looked, so in my minds eye, I was safe for not being caught.
I moved my bum up a little, now he was hovering atop my thighs, where my bikini bottoms curved into my crotch, I pushed back at the point, there was little to no doubt, the we both knew his cock was between my legs.
I lay still as he moved, feeling the fat cock crushed between my thighs, 'Just a moment baby', was all he said, after-all it was obvious to him I was up for it, so his withdrew his erection, then pushed it back in, this time full of oil or cream, either way, lubed-up he moved easier between my thighs.
'Take your bottoms down or off baby'. He was gasping as he humped, and I reached down and did as he asked me, and he was right, the skin contact with my labia and clitoris was a phenomenal feeling, I was pressing him into my crotch, as he talked to me through the canvass screen, 'Put it in, put it in', he kept saying, as I pressed him harder and harder into my oiled crotch, he was closer to penetration than I was really aware off, I never imagined I could open up and send him inside my cunt, 'The head', he said as he pulled into my crotch, stopping where my cunt opening was, 'Press the head baby, pleaseeeee', and I did as he pushed, this time I could feel a very different sensation, his cock was disappearing, the bulbous head was gone, and as my fingers probed, I realized he was going inside me.
My long legs closed tight, as he pushed and I squeezed with all my might and held him in-situ, then there was a gasping from him, and a sudden warmth, I could see white liquid squeezing from my cunt out of the front as I squeezed, too much lubrication, and he slipped all the way inside, every nerve ending in my crotch was alive, as I swelled up, then he was gone before I realized it.
I lay there heaving, curled up in a fetal position, still feeling him moving inside me, my orgasm, if that was what it was, was still reverberating in my crotch, and when I reached behind me, he was gone, and I jumped up in time to see a man running off in the distance, and his semen running out of my cunt, I had just lost my fabled virginity, I was just fucked, and I sat down in a state of shock, to contemplate my very adult act.
I pulled my bikini bottoms back on, just as I espied my sister running towards me, and I got up and run into the water, feeling him running from me as I sprinted down the sandy beach.
He got away with having sex with me, there was no way he would ever be found out or punished, mind you, I was as bad as he, but in the end, I like most girls remembering their first time, mine was different, as I don't know who he was, just that he was successful and in a sense, made me a girl who can't say no to a hole in something.
The flight was late getting into the airport, and by the time all the passengers had disembarked, we were all exhausted, I looked at my watch, and it was 22:15.
We were put into a little shabby motel, where there was more hookers and pimps, than guests. It was a typical low cost budget mentality, perhaps they wanted us to be part time hookers to supplement our meagre wages, at 21 and with all the wolf whistles I was getting, I could have made some extra dosh lying on my back.
I had appeared in the company magazine on the cover of the calender, where all the stewardesses, posed in swimsuits, to raise money for charity, so I had something going for me.
I checked-in and the manager, who smelt of booze, eyed me up and down, the blue coloured uniform must have been doing something for his libido, but as the tiredness crept in, I was just thinking about bed.
I got room 1, which was good, as it was in the next room to where I was standing, 'You like a drink', he asked, I smiled with a tired expression, 'You hitting on me', I replied, and he nodded, 'Cheeky fucker I thought'.
He invited me back into the back office where he lived, and I noted the bed and the table and chairs, 'Nice set up I commented', as he poured me a very large Gin & Tonic, 'Wow, this is powerful', I said, as I took a drink, 'You trying to get me drunk'?
I had over the year been here many times before, but this was the first time we were so late, and I was the last to arrive, and my first time invited back into the back room, I saw my picture on the front of the magazine lying on his table, I had a wry smile on my face as I picked it up, 'Is this why I am getting the preferential treatment', he looked confused for a minute?
'My God, I never realized', as he took his copy from me, 'Can you sign it for me', he asked genuinely. I reached into my bag and got out my pen, 'What do you want me to say', I asked, my pen hovering over the cover.
'To those large G&T's and a memorable night in the back office', he replied laughing, I started scribbling, and signed it and dated it, adding the time, I knew the implications he was hinting at, but as most women know, innuendo does have a delicious tease to it, 'G&T's, I asked him, 'you plan to get me legless', I teased.
I must say at this point of my reminiscence I had no intention of letting this revolting man touch me, the tiredness and the strong drink was dulling my libido and relaxing my inhibitive veneer, I was to all intents a horny girl who like an occasional fuck with a stranger, just for the sex, but failing that, I always carried a vib and a dong in my bag, which lay at his feet, thank god it was closed.
I downed the drink and felt my head sway, 'Another one', he was pleading, I shook my head, 'No', I replied, 'I need my bed', I continued, and he pointed to his bed which lay alongside the adjoining wall to my room, 'You can pitch down here with me', he offered.
'There is no way you are going to fuck me', I said rising unsteadily to my feet, I was smiling as I said it, perfectly at ease using the 'Fuck' word in front of him, he looked a little ill at ease with my dominant attitude, but he managed to retort, 'Well if I can't fuck you, perhaps I can give you a night cap to take to bed, and I concurred, as he poured me another, more Gin than Tonic, to take into my room.
'I will barricade my door, in case you are thinking about sneaking in and taking advantage of me', I warned him, and as I spoke my eyes drifted onto his bed, I had seen an irregularity on the wall, midway down, like tape that had been painted over, as if there had been previously, a hole in the wall.
I took my shoulder bag, my roller flight-case, and my drink and went into my room, it was neat but spartan, and I threw my bags onto it, locked the door and sat down at the table, turned on the TV and drank my drink.
Not surprisingly, the manager had activated to porn movies for me, as I turned the TV on, there was fucking on every channel, I laughed knowing fine well the free booze and the porn was meant to open my legs for his pleasure, no doubt he might have a cam or something and was watching me right now as I watched to fucking on the TV.
Deep down, even though he repulsed me, there was something deep inside me that made perverse and repulsive sex appealing, I had a way of looking at it from the man's desperate point of view, finding his luck at achieving the impossible, a sexually perverse eroticism.
I undressed and say in my knickers and brassiere, my reflection in he dark window adding to my feeling of arousal as the men in the gang bang fucked the blond, who bore an uncanny resemblance to me.
I got up and lay down on the bed with the glass of G&T on the floor. I turned to light off and turned the sound on the TV down, took my panties off, and lay there stroking my wet pussy, I was horny, drunk, tired all in one, and not surprisingly, dozed off.
I was sleeping in and out, and awoke feeling something touching my thigh, it was moving, heavy, fleshy, and warm, and in an instant, I new what it was.
The painted tape on the wall, my bed was in line with his bed, he had pushed his cock through and had succeeded in touching my warm flesh as I lay there, then the memories came flooding back to that day on the beach all those years back, and in the dimness of the fucking still going on on the TV, I saw his erect cock moving on my thigh, about three inches from my cunt.
It was a horny experience to watch him fuck my little piece of thigh, as he moved about an inch in and out of the hole in the wall.
I reached for my iPhone and video taped it moving, with his precum on my thigh. I reached down and slowly played with my clitoris, my cunt was very wet, and I was in a very high state of sexual arousal.
After around ten minutes of fore play I turned my back letting his cock slide from my thigh, I was sure he was aware I was turning and hopefully thought I was asleep as I did so, as I backed into him, like I did on the beach that day, his erection was against the wall, my pert derrière crushing him against the cool plasterboard.
I lay there for another ten minutes, enjoying feeling him try to manoeuvre his cock home into my wet cunt, and as it moved around, I fingered myself to the point of orgasm, just holding off and teasing myself to the ultimate biggie.
In the end I moved slight off the wall and felt his cock rest on my lower buttock, he was right at my opening and I just pushed back and let him slide deep into my gasping cunt, my orgasm was the most intense, as I closed around his cock and squeezed him as each spasm of orgasmic bliss swept over me, my cries echoed in the room, his reverberated in my room, as he like that man did, filled me with semen.
I fell asleep with his cock inside me, when he pulled out of me I don't know, but in the morning, thankfully he was gone and replaced with the day shift, and like the man on the beach, both men, and those holes, gave me the best fucking experience ever, so if you men are reading these encounters, get in touch, I would love to hear from you.
To the rest of you horny men reading, if you like and only if I succeeded in making you cum with me, please tell me, because that is why I write. Thanks, Mariel.
I told a story once when I was just ten, we went to the beach, Mum, my sister and I. When my sister and I returned to where mum was, she had erected a multi-coloured striped canvass wall, for wind protection.
I noted a man had pitched his beach towel on the other side of this canvass wall, and as I lay down, I saw a tear in the canvass at ground level, and as I watched as the wind blew, it opened up, and I saw the flesh of his bare leg.
Mum and sister had gone off the beach to get some food, so I lay alongside and suddenly I saw his penis, he was touching himself as only a few people were around and obviously not bothering with us.
My heart pounded as I saw his hand, well his fingers pry open the slit he had made in the fabric, I just looked out to sea across the beach, watching surreptitiously from my peripheral vision, even at ten, I was aware of my sexuality, and something about voyeurism appealed to my female curiosity.
I turned on my side, my bum pointing to the slit in the material, and as I looked back, with my bum inches from the slit, I saw him push his cock into the slit and touch my bottom.
I could feel the slight pressure as he gently prodded and the heat from this male organ, I was ten and this man was probing me, and I found it exciting.
Of course I looked around anxiously, but the deserted beach and with plenty of warning should my mother and sister come back, as the gate onto the beach where the food stalls were, lay a long way ahead of where I looked, so in my minds eye, I was safe for not being caught.
I moved my bum up a little, now he was hovering atop my thighs, where my bikini bottoms curved into my crotch, I pushed back at the point, there was little to no doubt, the we both knew his cock was between my legs.
I lay still as he moved, feeling the fat cock crushed between my thighs, 'Just a moment baby', was all he said, after-all it was obvious to him I was up for it, so his withdrew his erection, then pushed it back in, this time full of oil or cream, either way, lubed-up he moved easier between my thighs.
'Take your bottoms down or off baby'. He was gasping as he humped, and I reached down and did as he asked me, and he was right, the skin contact with my labia and clitoris was a phenomenal feeling, I was pressing him into my crotch, as he talked to me through the canvass screen, 'Put it in, put it in', he kept saying, as I pressed him harder and harder into my oiled crotch, he was closer to penetration than I was really aware off, I never imagined I could open up and send him inside my cunt, 'The head', he said as he pulled into my crotch, stopping where my cunt opening was, 'Press the head baby, pleaseeeee', and I did as he pushed, this time I could feel a very different sensation, his cock was disappearing, the bulbous head was gone, and as my fingers probed, I realized he was going inside me.
My long legs closed tight, as he pushed and I squeezed with all my might and held him in-situ, then there was a gasping from him, and a sudden warmth, I could see white liquid squeezing from my cunt out of the front as I squeezed, too much lubrication, and he slipped all the way inside, every nerve ending in my crotch was alive, as I swelled up, then he was gone before I realized it.
I lay there heaving, curled up in a fetal position, still feeling him moving inside me, my orgasm, if that was what it was, was still reverberating in my crotch, and when I reached behind me, he was gone, and I jumped up in time to see a man running off in the distance, and his semen running out of my cunt, I had just lost my fabled virginity, I was just fucked, and I sat down in a state of shock, to contemplate my very adult act.
I pulled my bikini bottoms back on, just as I espied my sister running towards me, and I got up and run into the water, feeling him running from me as I sprinted down the sandy beach.
He got away with having sex with me, there was no way he would ever be found out or punished, mind you, I was as bad as he, but in the end, I like most girls remembering their first time, mine was different, as I don't know who he was, just that he was successful and in a sense, made me a girl who can't say no to a hole in something.
The flight was late getting into the airport, and by the time all the passengers had disembarked, we were all exhausted, I looked at my watch, and it was 22:15.
We were put into a little shabby motel, where there was more hookers and pimps, than guests. It was a typical low cost budget mentality, perhaps they wanted us to be part time hookers to supplement our meagre wages, at 21 and with all the wolf whistles I was getting, I could have made some extra dosh lying on my back.
I had appeared in the company magazine on the cover of the calender, where all the stewardesses, posed in swimsuits, to raise money for charity, so I had something going for me.
I checked-in and the manager, who smelt of booze, eyed me up and down, the blue coloured uniform must have been doing something for his libido, but as the tiredness crept in, I was just thinking about bed.
I got room 1, which was good, as it was in the next room to where I was standing, 'You like a drink', he asked, I smiled with a tired expression, 'You hitting on me', I replied, and he nodded, 'Cheeky fucker I thought'.
He invited me back into the back office where he lived, and I noted the bed and the table and chairs, 'Nice set up I commented', as he poured me a very large Gin & Tonic, 'Wow, this is powerful', I said, as I took a drink, 'You trying to get me drunk'?
I had over the year been here many times before, but this was the first time we were so late, and I was the last to arrive, and my first time invited back into the back room, I saw my picture on the front of the magazine lying on his table, I had a wry smile on my face as I picked it up, 'Is this why I am getting the preferential treatment', he looked confused for a minute?
'My God, I never realized', as he took his copy from me, 'Can you sign it for me', he asked genuinely. I reached into my bag and got out my pen, 'What do you want me to say', I asked, my pen hovering over the cover.
'To those large G&T's and a memorable night in the back office', he replied laughing, I started scribbling, and signed it and dated it, adding the time, I knew the implications he was hinting at, but as most women know, innuendo does have a delicious tease to it, 'G&T's, I asked him, 'you plan to get me legless', I teased.
I must say at this point of my reminiscence I had no intention of letting this revolting man touch me, the tiredness and the strong drink was dulling my libido and relaxing my inhibitive veneer, I was to all intents a horny girl who like an occasional fuck with a stranger, just for the sex, but failing that, I always carried a vib and a dong in my bag, which lay at his feet, thank god it was closed.
I downed the drink and felt my head sway, 'Another one', he was pleading, I shook my head, 'No', I replied, 'I need my bed', I continued, and he pointed to his bed which lay alongside the adjoining wall to my room, 'You can pitch down here with me', he offered.
'There is no way you are going to fuck me', I said rising unsteadily to my feet, I was smiling as I said it, perfectly at ease using the 'Fuck' word in front of him, he looked a little ill at ease with my dominant attitude, but he managed to retort, 'Well if I can't fuck you, perhaps I can give you a night cap to take to bed, and I concurred, as he poured me another, more Gin than Tonic, to take into my room.
'I will barricade my door, in case you are thinking about sneaking in and taking advantage of me', I warned him, and as I spoke my eyes drifted onto his bed, I had seen an irregularity on the wall, midway down, like tape that had been painted over, as if there had been previously, a hole in the wall.
I took my shoulder bag, my roller flight-case, and my drink and went into my room, it was neat but spartan, and I threw my bags onto it, locked the door and sat down at the table, turned on the TV and drank my drink.
Not surprisingly, the manager had activated to porn movies for me, as I turned the TV on, there was fucking on every channel, I laughed knowing fine well the free booze and the porn was meant to open my legs for his pleasure, no doubt he might have a cam or something and was watching me right now as I watched to fucking on the TV.
Deep down, even though he repulsed me, there was something deep inside me that made perverse and repulsive sex appealing, I had a way of looking at it from the man's desperate point of view, finding his luck at achieving the impossible, a sexually perverse eroticism.
I undressed and say in my knickers and brassiere, my reflection in he dark window adding to my feeling of arousal as the men in the gang bang fucked the blond, who bore an uncanny resemblance to me.
I got up and lay down on the bed with the glass of G&T on the floor. I turned to light off and turned the sound on the TV down, took my panties off, and lay there stroking my wet pussy, I was horny, drunk, tired all in one, and not surprisingly, dozed off.
I was sleeping in and out, and awoke feeling something touching my thigh, it was moving, heavy, fleshy, and warm, and in an instant, I new what it was.
The painted tape on the wall, my bed was in line with his bed, he had pushed his cock through and had succeeded in touching my warm flesh as I lay there, then the memories came flooding back to that day on the beach all those years back, and in the dimness of the fucking still going on on the TV, I saw his erect cock moving on my thigh, about three inches from my cunt.
It was a horny experience to watch him fuck my little piece of thigh, as he moved about an inch in and out of the hole in the wall.
I reached for my iPhone and video taped it moving, with his precum on my thigh. I reached down and slowly played with my clitoris, my cunt was very wet, and I was in a very high state of sexual arousal.
After around ten minutes of fore play I turned my back letting his cock slide from my thigh, I was sure he was aware I was turning and hopefully thought I was asleep as I did so, as I backed into him, like I did on the beach that day, his erection was against the wall, my pert derrière crushing him against the cool plasterboard.
I lay there for another ten minutes, enjoying feeling him try to manoeuvre his cock home into my wet cunt, and as it moved around, I fingered myself to the point of orgasm, just holding off and teasing myself to the ultimate biggie.
In the end I moved slight off the wall and felt his cock rest on my lower buttock, he was right at my opening and I just pushed back and let him slide deep into my gasping cunt, my orgasm was the most intense, as I closed around his cock and squeezed him as each spasm of orgasmic bliss swept over me, my cries echoed in the room, his reverberated in my room, as he like that man did, filled me with semen.
I fell asleep with his cock inside me, when he pulled out of me I don't know, but in the morning, thankfully he was gone and replaced with the day shift, and like the man on the beach, both men, and those holes, gave me the best fucking experience ever, so if you men are reading these encounters, get in touch, I would love to hear from you.
To the rest of you horny men reading, if you like and only if I succeeded in making you cum with me, please tell me, because that is why I write. Thanks, Mariel.
Elle
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