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I do like a bit of gardening as there are so many sexual cogitations , bearing fruit, fertilize, seeding, bud-opening, and so on.
Working with fertile soil, bending over so your thong string is exposed to the right eyes, or the lack of one, just showing your bum cheeks and no covering can be enticing, to a seeding-cock looking for a fertile pussy, and as you readers know, my pussy is extremely fertile.
I have on occasions taken my denims off completely and walked with my ass naked up and down in the greenhouse, daring myself to take my dare to the final minute, at which point I finished standing nude from the waist down, while 'Old John', who was in his eighties and almost blind, stood opposite me chatting, through rows of plants, unaware his teenage protegee, was standing rubbing herself off as we talked, and had an orgasm, two inches out of eyesight.
To be honest I always thrilled at daring myself, my sexual urges were very powerful, I knew both my facial looks and body were enough for men to want to mount me, which was very satisfying in its own way, but my masturbation sessions were numerous and varied, I had more pleasure, much stronger and deeper orgasms, so I liked to show and tease in my build-up, then release my tensions, sometimes being watched, just out of reach or harms way, forcing a reaction like mutual masturbation, then running off.
So now I am going to recall some of these times, so get your cocks out and start stroking as I tell you my darkest dirty fuck tales, and for your information only, I am currently naked as I talk to you, and my pussy is wet, because I know you want to fuck me, thats why I have posted my email address, and guys dont forget I have two beautiful nieces, both young and both sexually active, so you perverts looking for young flesh, drop me a line, but only if you like them fresh and very tight.
He was watching me as I lay on the ground, my shorts were under my head and my short top barely covered my budding breasts.
My panties were skin-tight, and as I was bald my vaginal lips were protruding, showing my mound, as if it was painted with a soft pinkish emulsion, one could assume I was naked there, from distance, thats why my panties had a darker line running through them, they gave the illusion, which was a tease, but were delightful to observe, and as he drew near opposite, I raised my knees and opened my thighs to expose my crotch, as the tight fabric gathered in between my soft buttocks, conveniently pulled tight to disappear into my bum, at this point he was six meters from me and I was daring him, open and alone, just us, and as he looked into my open crotch, I cheekily acknowledged his presence, by waving and saying hello.
Then he undid his flies and produced his cock to me and started to wank himself.
I did not gather my shorts and scream and run, no he was doing what I wanted, I had planned for this reaction, I had done it many times in the past, you see him in the distance and you pull your clothing off and wait.
I walked towards him, with a huge smile on my face, focused on his foreskin brushing across his bulbous knob, and as I an only a few feet from him. he pushes his cock through the wire and I press my girly tummy against it, crushing it, feeling its warmth, and when I put my fingers through the wire he crushes them with his own, trapping me in his embrace, holding me in situ as he humps my soft tummy.
The fence it to long and to high to scale so I tempt him with impunity, he talks really dirty to me, not realizing it is I who is doing the pressing allowing him to have the necessary friction to cum, something I shall deny when I sense he is close.
He presses close to the wire, he is breathing in my girlish scents, they drive him wild with passion, and I remove my hand from under his grasp, he panics, but I continue to press hard against his throbbing cock, then he realizes I am pulling my panties down with my free hand and as I ease off I slide in between our bodies and feel him, encircling his manhood with my slim fingers and guide him between my soft thighs, where his erection is caressed and encased in soft warm flesh, and being lubricated from my secretions above, where his erect angle pushes to penetrate the softer wetness, but my little pink man is happily rubbing his manhood in its own selfish contact, it need friction also, but it wants friction against a hard cock, and in his state and cock angle, I deem it perfect and begin to ride his shaft, feeling his knob-end protrude and rub against my anus, I can close my eyes and let him see the pleasure written on my face as my mind imagines another probing and pushing his cock into my bum, I start to use my bum cheeks, squeezing in a separate frequency, as each touch on my anus makes me squeeze him, this is going to make me cum, and fuck him if he cant get into the rhythm.
I felt between my cheeks and held him a a firm grip, humping his shaft as he held the thick diamond wire, helpless while his cock was pulled to it absolute length, to provide me with those extra inches of taut flesh to cum.
I stood somewhat wobbly on my toes as my orgasm overcame my senses, I guess he never witnessed a girl cumming, the masculine aggression fueled by our abundance of testosterone, a hormone which will decline in girls as we mature, but know drives us aggressively as mens equals, when it comes to a good fuck.
I laugh out loud both at the audacity of the situation, his helplessness and my overpowering sexual prowess, as I held him firmly in place, now another girlish mood came to the fore, cruelty, and I had a mean streak that got off on being cruel.
'You called me a fucking bitch', I said slowly, as I fished with my free hand, encircling his ball sack with my long finger, he realized this too late as I pulled them through the lower diamond shape, these were large and hanging in a long sack, age I guess, but they were mine to play with, and I wanted to have some sexually fueled fun with them.
He was whimpering like a puppy dog, exhilarating to hold a man by the balls and make him cry, but I had different ideas, so holding him firmly I relaxed my bladder and watched with glee, as my piss cascaded out and down his stretched shaft, gather and run off his balls, down the insides of his thighs and soak his underpants and trousers.
I peed for three minutes and almost orgasmed at my new found power, 'Take you shirt off and your vest, he complied, then I made him remove his shoes, so he now stood in his stockings with his soaked underpants and trousers at his ankles, 'I will be over that hill and gone before you can dress and scale this fence', I told him triumphantly, and even this acknowledgement of his helplessness thrilled me.
He begged and I made him beg more, 'Well its time for me to leave', I told him, releasing his cock but holding his balls tight, I heard him groan out loud as I stooped down pulling on them.
I reached between the netting and fished his wallet out and with a deftness associated with females I took his money and ID card, then standing back up I looked him in the eye, I know you, so be careful and at that as an extra insurance, I dropped the money and the card, encircled his balls with both hands and pulled down as hard as I could, feeling his balls compress as they were forced though my tight fists.
I watched gleefully as he screamed and staggered back, buckled and fell into a heap in the fetal position, 'How's that for a fuck bitch, Mr Williamson', I was studying his ID card as he rolled in agony, 'I guess you wont be climbing the fence anytime soon', and walked over to my shorts and put them on.
I looked back at him, lying still, nursing his swollen nut sack, smiled and walked away relaxed and with composure.
The next day before school, I cheekily phoned him from the station call box, 'Hows your nuts', he knew it was me, 'What do you want' he asked me with his voice shaking, 'You of course', I relied laughed and hung-up, and as I sat on the train I noticed a guy rubbing against a school girl, he had a smirk on his face, 'Right I thought' and my eyes dropped to his bulge rubbing her bum, 'You will do nicely', I though, and a hot flush surged through my loins, as I had caught his attention, he was staring so I dropped my sight to what he was doing, looked into his eyes and smiled, rocking my crossed legs slightly, in a sign that all men recognize as a girl, rocking her pussy, and by opening my mouth with my lips wetted I winked at him, school can wait another day, and I got up and brushed between them, the back of my hand brushing against his swollen manhood, leaving him in no doubt it was deliberate, he followed me off the train.
I bet you dirty men want more of this?
Working with fertile soil, bending over so your thong string is exposed to the right eyes, or the lack of one, just showing your bum cheeks and no covering can be enticing, to a seeding-cock looking for a fertile pussy, and as you readers know, my pussy is extremely fertile.
I have on occasions taken my denims off completely and walked with my ass naked up and down in the greenhouse, daring myself to take my dare to the final minute, at which point I finished standing nude from the waist down, while 'Old John', who was in his eighties and almost blind, stood opposite me chatting, through rows of plants, unaware his teenage protegee, was standing rubbing herself off as we talked, and had an orgasm, two inches out of eyesight.
To be honest I always thrilled at daring myself, my sexual urges were very powerful, I knew both my facial looks and body were enough for men to want to mount me, which was very satisfying in its own way, but my masturbation sessions were numerous and varied, I had more pleasure, much stronger and deeper orgasms, so I liked to show and tease in my build-up, then release my tensions, sometimes being watched, just out of reach or harms way, forcing a reaction like mutual masturbation, then running off.
So now I am going to recall some of these times, so get your cocks out and start stroking as I tell you my darkest dirty fuck tales, and for your information only, I am currently naked as I talk to you, and my pussy is wet, because I know you want to fuck me, thats why I have posted my email address, and guys dont forget I have two beautiful nieces, both young and both sexually active, so you perverts looking for young flesh, drop me a line, but only if you like them fresh and very tight.
He was watching me as I lay on the ground, my shorts were under my head and my short top barely covered my budding breasts.
My panties were skin-tight, and as I was bald my vaginal lips were protruding, showing my mound, as if it was painted with a soft pinkish emulsion, one could assume I was naked there, from distance, thats why my panties had a darker line running through them, they gave the illusion, which was a tease, but were delightful to observe, and as he drew near opposite, I raised my knees and opened my thighs to expose my crotch, as the tight fabric gathered in between my soft buttocks, conveniently pulled tight to disappear into my bum, at this point he was six meters from me and I was daring him, open and alone, just us, and as he looked into my open crotch, I cheekily acknowledged his presence, by waving and saying hello.
Then he undid his flies and produced his cock to me and started to wank himself.
I did not gather my shorts and scream and run, no he was doing what I wanted, I had planned for this reaction, I had done it many times in the past, you see him in the distance and you pull your clothing off and wait.
I walked towards him, with a huge smile on my face, focused on his foreskin brushing across his bulbous knob, and as I an only a few feet from him. he pushes his cock through the wire and I press my girly tummy against it, crushing it, feeling its warmth, and when I put my fingers through the wire he crushes them with his own, trapping me in his embrace, holding me in situ as he humps my soft tummy.
The fence it to long and to high to scale so I tempt him with impunity, he talks really dirty to me, not realizing it is I who is doing the pressing allowing him to have the necessary friction to cum, something I shall deny when I sense he is close.
He presses close to the wire, he is breathing in my girlish scents, they drive him wild with passion, and I remove my hand from under his grasp, he panics, but I continue to press hard against his throbbing cock, then he realizes I am pulling my panties down with my free hand and as I ease off I slide in between our bodies and feel him, encircling his manhood with my slim fingers and guide him between my soft thighs, where his erection is caressed and encased in soft warm flesh, and being lubricated from my secretions above, where his erect angle pushes to penetrate the softer wetness, but my little pink man is happily rubbing his manhood in its own selfish contact, it need friction also, but it wants friction against a hard cock, and in his state and cock angle, I deem it perfect and begin to ride his shaft, feeling his knob-end protrude and rub against my anus, I can close my eyes and let him see the pleasure written on my face as my mind imagines another probing and pushing his cock into my bum, I start to use my bum cheeks, squeezing in a separate frequency, as each touch on my anus makes me squeeze him, this is going to make me cum, and fuck him if he cant get into the rhythm.
I felt between my cheeks and held him a a firm grip, humping his shaft as he held the thick diamond wire, helpless while his cock was pulled to it absolute length, to provide me with those extra inches of taut flesh to cum.
I stood somewhat wobbly on my toes as my orgasm overcame my senses, I guess he never witnessed a girl cumming, the masculine aggression fueled by our abundance of testosterone, a hormone which will decline in girls as we mature, but know drives us aggressively as mens equals, when it comes to a good fuck.
I laugh out loud both at the audacity of the situation, his helplessness and my overpowering sexual prowess, as I held him firmly in place, now another girlish mood came to the fore, cruelty, and I had a mean streak that got off on being cruel.
'You called me a fucking bitch', I said slowly, as I fished with my free hand, encircling his ball sack with my long finger, he realized this too late as I pulled them through the lower diamond shape, these were large and hanging in a long sack, age I guess, but they were mine to play with, and I wanted to have some sexually fueled fun with them.
He was whimpering like a puppy dog, exhilarating to hold a man by the balls and make him cry, but I had different ideas, so holding him firmly I relaxed my bladder and watched with glee, as my piss cascaded out and down his stretched shaft, gather and run off his balls, down the insides of his thighs and soak his underpants and trousers.
I peed for three minutes and almost orgasmed at my new found power, 'Take you shirt off and your vest, he complied, then I made him remove his shoes, so he now stood in his stockings with his soaked underpants and trousers at his ankles, 'I will be over that hill and gone before you can dress and scale this fence', I told him triumphantly, and even this acknowledgement of his helplessness thrilled me.
He begged and I made him beg more, 'Well its time for me to leave', I told him, releasing his cock but holding his balls tight, I heard him groan out loud as I stooped down pulling on them.
I reached between the netting and fished his wallet out and with a deftness associated with females I took his money and ID card, then standing back up I looked him in the eye, I know you, so be careful and at that as an extra insurance, I dropped the money and the card, encircled his balls with both hands and pulled down as hard as I could, feeling his balls compress as they were forced though my tight fists.
I watched gleefully as he screamed and staggered back, buckled and fell into a heap in the fetal position, 'How's that for a fuck bitch, Mr Williamson', I was studying his ID card as he rolled in agony, 'I guess you wont be climbing the fence anytime soon', and walked over to my shorts and put them on.
I looked back at him, lying still, nursing his swollen nut sack, smiled and walked away relaxed and with composure.
The next day before school, I cheekily phoned him from the station call box, 'Hows your nuts', he knew it was me, 'What do you want' he asked me with his voice shaking, 'You of course', I relied laughed and hung-up, and as I sat on the train I noticed a guy rubbing against a school girl, he had a smirk on his face, 'Right I thought' and my eyes dropped to his bulge rubbing her bum, 'You will do nicely', I though, and a hot flush surged through my loins, as I had caught his attention, he was staring so I dropped my sight to what he was doing, looked into his eyes and smiled, rocking my crossed legs slightly, in a sign that all men recognize as a girl, rocking her pussy, and by opening my mouth with my lips wetted I winked at him, school can wait another day, and I got up and brushed between them, the back of my hand brushing against his swollen manhood, leaving him in no doubt it was deliberate, he followed me off the train.
I bet you dirty men want more of this?
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