Being a fiery red-head I've always attracted men like moths. They know I'm hot. So there is nothing reserved about my attitude to men. For example, before I let any guy near me, I have to know his cock is big enough to satisfy. I have no problem in finding these things out for myself either! Admit it! You know there is nothing worse than a disappointing first time fuck.
It was about two weeks ago I was really horny ,all juiced up with no cock to play with. Yes I had all my toys but there just not the same as a hot throbbing cock. I had dumped my last lover a couple of weeks before. Could you believe it he just would not put his cock up my ass? So I thought now would be a good time to find a new guy to lick at my swollen pussy.
I arranged to go dancing with a girl friend. So I was dressed to stun, with open toe stilettos. The flimsy hem of my very little black dress barely covered the curve of my tight little bottom. My green eyes sparkled back from the mirror, you could tell I was horny just by looking; even the rub of my pants over my swollen flesh was making my nipples tingle.
Then my phone rang. It was Paul , an ex of mine. Now there was a hot guy. I knew he could make me gasp and cum just with the tip of his tongue. He was having a private party apparently, and was wondering if I'd like to come along. I told him I was busy with a girl friend tonight, he just said I should bring her along too. So I rang her, she was all for it she'd always wanted to have a ride on Paul. Lizzie's a classic Monroe look alike with heaps of cleavage and tiny waist. We always look good together.
Paul arranged a taxi for us and we both leapt in. After about ten minutes we pulled up outside a house I'd never seen before. "Where are we?" I had to ask, all excited curiosity. The driver turned round smiling; I saw he was a lot younger than I had thought.
"At the Party!" he chuckled. "Don't worry though I have been paid already, your host is very generous." I watched as his eyes stayed glued to Lizzie's impressive cleavage, quivering a little as she giggled. She was wearing a Basque and her assets even had me a little distracted.
Paul was standing at the top of five steps in front of an open door. I left the door open for Lizzie and went straight toward that wicked smile. He was just there, all six foot two of gorgeous man. The closer I came the more I could feel the heat from his body. Making mine start with a delicious tingle. I had goose bumps just from the way his eyes prowled over me.
His head was covered in dark stubble and his eyes were making me feel I was at sea all washed away and powerless. He placed a strong hand onto my hip as I reached the last step. He growled slightly as he looked down at me. "I've been thinking of your tight little pussy." He brushed a kiss against my neck holding me steady as I quivered in anticipation. His teeth starting to graze a path from my shoulder toward my mouth.
His other hand found a firm grip on my ass, pulling my hips into his body. I wriggled my ass, and he slipped his hand under my skirt. His hand felt cold on my hottest parts as he covered the whole area from my clit to my ass with his hand. His thumb started to rub against the tightest hole at the back gently pushing his way in, the base of his thumb getting sticky as my pussy opened. And there I was stood in front of the door, thumb up my ass pussy dripping as he casually stroked at my insides.