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Growing up i was never the popular girl or the girl the boys chased i was just erica i hid my body under bagy clothes and kept to myself i had s few friends and they where nerds as well i never thought of myself as pretty or cute and to what i know no one els did eather at least no on called me that i was just erica .But all that changed when my dads friend Dustan began to notice me And all it took was boobs ;You know ;I never knew that something as simple as a pair of boobs could change my life but they did
I dont care what other woman say i love it when a man looks at my chest I mean i wauted for a long time for my boobs to finaly grow and i am very proud of them and when i see a man look over and at my chest it makes me feel good about myself and thats something i never had growing up ;oh sure ; my dad always told me i was beutifull but he just said it to make me feel good and hes my dad he has to say things like that .But you know i have caught my dad taking a look at his little girls boobs just the other night we where waching a movie and i could see my dad looking over at me and his eyes where just frozen on my chest i just looked at the tv and let him look i mean he made me right so he can look all he wants and to be honest with you if dad ever wanted to touch me i would let him .
My dads best friend Dustan changed my life when he looked at me for the first time it was so crazy to see a man look at me that way I know it sounds crazy that i would suck someones cock just because of the way he llooked at me and it makes me sound so easy and even a slut but you have to understand no one ever looked at me that way for the first time in my life i was sexy to someone and the fact that he was as old as my dad did not mater to me at all .Its crazy to think about it now and how i never thought that i would end up with someone as old as Dustan and in that room all alone .And the thought of putting his cock in my mouth never crossed my minde i thaught that stuff was wierd and disscusting ;but that night when i sat there on the edge of my bed with Dustan looking at me and telling me how sexy i was and the look in his eyes my god he made me feel so grown up and beutifull and even though i never felt so nervouse in my life even scared of being there alone with him .
When Dustan touched my face and kissed me for the first time it gave me a very new feeling one that i will never forget and it made me realize that his age did not mater its how he made me feel that did and after a few minutes of long sexy kisses i was hooked and feeling some very strong feelings towards him .Dustan had become something moore than just my dads friend and the old guy that hung around the house that i grew up knowing he was moore than that now as he held me in his arms and kissed me .If i was to single out one moment in my life that i truly think was a game changer for me it had to be that night and when i touched Dustans cock for the first time and it wasent after his shorts came off it was when we where kissing and i moved my hand and it ended up touching his crotch and i could feel his cock inside his shorts it was so hard and big i was so scared to move my hand and i just left it in one spot for a while then when i had some courage in me i began to feel around and explore what he had in there i found it hard to kiss him and explore his crotch at the same time and that feeling of just being so nervouse with him i mean i had no experience with men before that night so it was all new to me .
I had no idea what was going to happen i just went along with Dustan and fallowed his lead and as he kissed me and his hand slowly made its way to my chest i held his cock in my hand feeling it twitch as he jentaly put his hand on my boob then he held it for a while as we made out .The one feeling i had that was realy crazy was when he undid my top and for the first time someone saw my bare chest i will never forget the way he looked at my boobs as he touched them i found out that night that there is nothing like having another person touch your body i mean i have played with my new boobs before and i knew how it felt to feel them ;so i thought ;but when Dustan touched my bare chest it was like nothing i ever felt before his big hands where so worm and if that wasent crazt enough to feel it was even more insane when i felt his hot mouth touch them i mean there he was kissing and sucking on my boobs it was so amazing and scary at the same time .
At that point i wasent thinking about what was going to happen it was just that moment that materd and for me this was my first time with a man his age or any age to that fact so everything that he was doing to me was new and every feeling i was having was also new to me including the total feeling of being scared of just being with someone that could overtake me at any point and do whatever he wanted to me and that was in the back of my head the entire time .I have to say that when he took out his cock i had this feeling inside me like ;oh my god what do i do now ; it was like as long as it was in his shorts and i couldent see it i felt safe and this was as far as it was going to go but when his shorts went down and his hard cock came out and i sat there looking at it as he stood there in front of me sat there in total shock and had no idea what to do and i realized at that moment this was real and dustan wanted more from me .
I wonder what dustan thought of me as i sat there looking at his cock i couldent believe how big it was and how it stood up like that it wasent anything like i thought it would look like i mean it wasent the old man cock i pictured in my head it was long and thick and so hard it was perfect in every way .the first thing i did was touch the big head or it and then ran my hand down to his balls mt heart was racing so fast as i took my first touch of his cock even my hand looked small as i grabed it and began to slowly jerk him off i was amazed by how hard it was yet the skin was so soft and he also kept it well shaved and there was no hair .
As i slowly jerked him off i had the thought that he wanted more from me and i had seen porn before and wached videos so i knew that men liked it when a girl sucked there cocks and i was so scared i must have told myself to just go for it a hundred times before i finaly took the plundge and tasted his cock for the first time and tasted his sweaty salty cock just putting the head of it in and rolling my tongue around it then working my way down slowly placing more into my mouth i thought the top of my head was going to pop off from all the feelings i was experiencing so mant at one time it was over wellming to me .
I think Dustand words as he told me i was a good girl and it felt so good made me relax and i began to get into it and it just seemed natural to me maybe its a girl thing that we just know how to please a man that way but in no time at all i was making love to his cock with my mouth and he had his hands on my head pulling me in forcing his big cock into me and i was loving every second of it and that feeling only grew when i went down to my knees that changed everything i felt more like his little slut now down on my knees pleasuring him i became this little cock sucker of a slut licking his balls and trying to get it all into my mouth i couldent believe how i had changed once i got down on my knees i felt so dirty and in his controle i think Dustan was in shock as well on how i was going crazy on his cock but i couldent help myself it felt amazing to see him and feel him loving my mouth and the way he kept calling me little girl and telling me to suck his cock the way he touched my hair and used it to pull me in mt head was spinning out of controle and i was going insane for his cock and the need to please him .
The best was when he finaly let go and ne blew his load the way it shot out of the little hole with such force and onto my face he made me feel so sexy and i knew i did a good job i was so proud of myself and i felt sexy about it i mean he did that for me giving me his cum like that it felt so special to me . i have sucked his cock many times sence then and i feel the same way every time but that first time will always be the most special in my heart ......
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Posted on : Jul 16, 2025
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Commented on Jul 16, 2025
wonderful!
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Commented on Jul 16, 2025
The neon sign outside the dilapidated building flickered in the grimy, early morning light, casting a garish glow onto the cracked sidewalk. "Pleasure Palace," it read, a name that held a certain irony given the decay that surrounded it. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of stale cigarettes and the faint musk of desperation. The walls, once a vibrant red, had faded to a sad, sticky pink, the color of an overripe strawberry left in the sun too long. The floor was a mottled mess of grout and tile, the pattern lost to years of neglect and layers of grime. The only sounds were the distant murmur of traffic and the occasional buzz of a fly, circling the lonely fluorescent lights that flickered overhead.
In a dimly lit corner, Charlotte sat, her legs crossed tightly, her knees bobbing up and down with anticipation. She was dressed in a sheer, black negligee that barely covered her ample curves. Her face, though lined with the years, still held the remnants of beauty that had once made men beg for her attention. At 47, she was still a force to be reckoned with, her eyes a fiery blue that seemed to dare the world to underestimate her. She glanced at the clock on the wall, its plastic casing cracked, the hands moving painfully slow. She checked the time for what felt like the hundredth time in the past five minutes. The first-timers always had a tendency to be late, she thought to herself. But she knew it was really the nerves that had her on edge.
Finally, the door swung open, letting in a blast of chilly air and the sound of distant laughter. Erica, a 19-year-old brunette with doe eyes and the fresh-faced innocence of a daisy in springtime, stepped into the room. She was a stark contrast to the surroundings, her youthful beauty almost painfully bright amidst the faded grandeur. She looked around nervously, her cheeks flushing a delicate shade of pink as she took in the sight of the worn-out furniture and the stains on the walls. She had been promised a chance at fame, at a new life, and here she was, dressed in a skimpy outfit that barely contained her trembling body.
The director, a portly man with a greasy comb-over, lurched out from behind a velvet curtain. His eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store as he took in the sight of the two women. "Ah, you're both here," he said, his voice a grating mix of lechery and false enthusiasm. "Perfect. Let's get started, shall we?" He clapped his hands together, the sound echoing through the empty space. "Today's the big day, girls. Your first porn shoot. Remember, we're looking for passion, chemistry, the whole nine yards."
The cameraman, a grizzled veteran with a look that said he had seen it all, began setting up his equipment, paying little mind to the young girl's shyness or the older woman's forced confidence. The air grew thick with tension as the reality of what was about to happen settled over them. The director handed each of them a script, the pages sticky with what could only be hoped was chocolate sauce from a previous shoot. "You know the drill," he said with a leer. "Hurry up and get face and ass fucked, and make sure the men cum on your faces. That's what the audience wants to see." His words hung in the air, a stark reminder of the transaction that was about to take place.
Erica's eyes widened as she took the script, her grip tightening until her knuckles turned white. She had seen porn before, of course, but the idea of being the one on the receiving end of such raw, animalistic lust was both terrifying and oddly thrilling. Charlotte, on the other hand, took the script with a practiced ease, her eyes skimming the pages as if she had done this a hundred times before. She offered Erica a reassuring smile, her full lips curling up slightly at the corners. "Don't worry, sweetheart," she murmured, her voice a soft purr. "We're going to make some magic here today."
The first scene called for Erica to be the eager initiator, eager to learn from the more experienced Charlotte. As the cameraman called for action, Erica took a deep breath and approached the bed, her heart racing. The two men waiting for them, both muscular and tattooed, grinned as they saw the young girl's nervous excitement. They were seasoned performers, used to working with newbies, and they wasted no time in easing her into the scene. One began to kiss her neck, his stubble grazing her sensitive skin, while the other untied her bikini top, revealing her perky, youthful breasts. Erica's eyes fluttered closed as she felt the warmth of their bodies enveloping her.
The cameraman's voice grew gruff as he began to direct them, his language explicit and direct. "That's it, baby, suck that cock like you mean it. Make sure you get it all in there." He zoomed in, the camera a cold, unblinking eye that captured every detail of Erica's descent into this new world. She glanced at Charlotte, whose eyes were locked on her, watching with a strange mix of empathy and hunger. The older woman knew the ropes, knew how to perform for the camera, but there was something in her gaze that told Erica she was living vicariously through her, that she missed the thrill of the unknown, of the first time.
The scene played out with a rhythm that was at once mechanical and feral. The men took turns using Erica's body, their hands and mouths leaving no inch untouched. She tried to focus on the pleasure, the sensations, but the weight of the camera and the director's leering gaze made it difficult. Each time she looked up, she saw the gleaming lens, a silent judge that seemed to be swallowing her whole. When the moment came, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the hot, sticky fluid spurt onto her face, a symbol of her submission and their dominance. It was over in an instant, and she was left panting, her heart racing, as the men pulled out, their expressions a mix of satisfaction and boredom.
The director clapped his hands again. "Perfect," he said. "Now, let's get ready for the next scene." He barely glanced at Erica as he handed her a towel to wipe her face clean, already moving on to the next act. She looked at Charlotte, who offered her a wink and a squeeze of the hand. Together, they would navigate this strange, twisted world of pleasure and pain, each scene more intense, more degrading than the last. And as they did, they would learn the true cost of chasing fame in a place where the only currency was flesh and the only payment was in the form of sticky, humiliating cum on their faces.
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