LOGIN"Yes!" I exclaimed, successfully flipping and catching a pancake in the skillet. When my mom and step dad went away for the weekend I felt like I was in the paleolithic era--hunting and gathering food. I seriously could not cook anything.
I devoured my lumpy pancakes and parked myself on the couch to watch Gilmore Girl re-runs. Saturday's were the best. There wasn't much to do except be lazy and as messy as I wanted.
I hadn't had a sexual fit in nearly 20 hours. I was out with some girl friends last night, and as we were on the train coming home it came full force. I "not so discreetly" rode a stranger's cock right there on the train. Thankfully there was no one else on board except a sleeping hobo.
I don't know a whole lot about my condition but I'm pretty sure certain things trigger it like drinking alcohol, fast motion movements in vehicles, and sometimes just seeing two people be intimate or romantic.
As my mind was racing with thoughts, a heavy make-out scene started playing and I felt the all too familiar sensation arising. It began like hot molten lava in the pit of my stomach and slowly descended into my more sensitive reasons.
I began to shake by the intensity of the feeling and started to get up to look for my nearest dildo.
"Ding dong!"
'Oh shit, what now?!' I thought, contemplating if I should bother answering the door or not.
The bell rung again and I groaned in frustration as I ran to the door. My sexual fit was nearly in full swing and I needed to fuck something as soon as possible.
I impatiently threw the door open and saw a middle aged guy in a UPS uniform holding a large box. 'Oh yeah, I forgot my mom saying something important was coming in the mail for her.'
Without even saying hello I nearly shouted, "where do I sign?!" The mailman chuckled and held out the form and a pen as I furiously scribbled.
"In a rush, little lady?" He asked in a deep voice.
I nodded and tried to smile. My knees were nearly shaking as I felt liquid trickling from my pussy and slowly down my thigh. God I wish I could just stick my fingers in myself right now, I couldn't physically wait anymore!
The mailman took his time to bring the box in and I let out a whimper as my system got thrown into overdrive.
I let my eyes drift to the mailman's crotch and focused on the bulge in his pants.
As the mailman straightened up and got ready to take off, I stripped off my shorts, and nearly ripped off my t-shirt and bra, exposing myself to him.
He was clearly taken aback and furrowed his brows. I nearly yelled out as another intense spasm shook my body into mayhem, and produced another flood of pussy juice.
"I need you to fuck me right now, mister" I said without a flinch.
"Don't need to tell me again, baby" he said, taking off his pants and underwear. He followed me to the couch where he spread my legs and began muttering dirty things to me.
"Mmm, you ever had that sweet pussy stuffed with a big black cock, huh baby girl?" He said rubbing me on the outside of my panties. He slid them off with his chapped fingers and chuckled when he saw how incredibly wet I was.
"Oh baby, that's one leaky faucet you got there. I'm gonna fill that pipe with some good black meat, you like the sound of that?"
I nodded seductively and spread my legs wider for him. Without hesitation he spanked my wet pussy and lifted my leg, sliding his massive tree trunk of a cock into me. I cried out as I tried to accommodate room for it.
He laughed at my whimpers and forced me to watch his big black cock penetrate me until only his large balls were visible. He picked up the rhythm and was soon rapidly pounding me. The thick skin of his balls slapped noisily against my clit and his coarse pubic hair chaffed my sensitive bud.
He spanked my ass quick and hard and fucked me real deep and sloppy. "Oh god yes!" I screamed as the mailman's big black cock crashed into my g-spot over and over again.
"Mmm, yea take all of that cock in your sweet white pussy baby" he muttered, stretching my pussy lips with his fingers while he continued to fuck my most private area.
He positioned me differently on the couch and slammed himself into me so hard and fast, that all I could see was a blur of cock and balls.
"Aw yeah girl take it, take it real good. That good pussy was made to be stretched by big black cock. I bet your mommy and daddy have caught you getting nailed by a brother before, haven't they baby? Do they know their baby girl is getting fucked with some good black dick?"
He continued to whisper obscenities at me as he buried himself into me so roughly I could feel my whole body shaking.
He shattered my sweet spot and slapped his heavy balls on my clit one last time before I let my painful orgasm release itself on my body. I creamed around his thick cock and screamed out as he continued to pound his way through the thick cream.
He yelled out and slammed himself into the deepest cavern of my pussy, filling it with rope after rope of thick, hot cum.
I came again, screaming at the sensation and trembled violently as I creamed even harder than before all over that giant black cock. He held my hips and made me ride it until every last drop of cum had been squeezed out and then took his time to lick my pussy clean.
I'm gonna need to start ordering more packages...
"Cammie, would you help me finish setting this bed and then report to the recreation room?" My coworker Anna said, smoothing down her white uniform."Mm-hmm," I mumbled, hastily sliding the pillows into their cases. Thank god, I thought to myself. If I had to set one more damn bed I'd get fed up. I recently started volunteering in a senior citizen home. It was a good way to earn school credits, and slap another thing onto my resumé in the future.I adjusted my white cap and strolled down to the lounge area, where a group of gregarious old men sat around playing cards and watching the television. They were talking and laughing loudly amongst themselves when I came in."Afternoon gentlemen!" I said cheerily, takin
Mr. Morozov blew his annoying whistle again, startling us for the 10th time that day."You're landing is off again Natasha!" He threw aside his clipboard in frustration and came over to the balance beams where me and my 4 other teammates had been trying to perfect our routines all morning.I groaned and mumbled a string of curses in Russian as he approached us. "You are not paying attention to the dynamics Natasha! It's all about amplitude in this particular round..."blah blah blah... I stopped paying attention as he rambled on for 5 minutes. My teammates looked just as irritated as they analyzed their finger nails and waited for practice to end. We were passionate about our sport, but not as much as our coach was. He
"Nicole get in here, we're splitting tips." I rolled my eyes and begrudgingly entered the kitchen where my co-workers impatiently waited for me to fork over my day's earned cash to split it "evenly."I pulled out $247 worth of tips from my waitress apron and watched the bitch of a manager greedily snatch it as she proceeded to count all our tips.I secretly counted along with her and calculated that I was supposed to receive $124. My manager handed me $75 with a sneer-like smile on her face. "You can go now," she said, waving her hand in dismissal."Where's the rest?" I asked, trying to compose my anger. Every fucking time I worked a shift, I got cheated out of cash.
I was curled up in a ball, at the very back of the bus shuffling through my playlist. I was annoyed because I had to take the bus to school since my parents weren't in town to give me rides. I hate the bus..it takes forever and is usually full of annoying people talking way too loud.But today it was pretty quiet. Just me and a few other people. Thank goodness I was almost home. I could feel the motion sickness slowly creeping in. Wait, is that motion sickness I'm feeling?The bus went over a bumpy road, making me jump a little in my seat when we went over a small hill. The movement was causing constant stimulation to my clit and before I knew it, my daily fit began to take over my body. I whimpered at
"Yes!" I exclaimed, successfully flipping and catching a pancake in the skillet. When my mom and step dad went away for the weekend I felt like I was in the paleolithic era--hunting and gathering food. I seriously could not cook anything.I devoured my lumpy pancakes and parked myself on the couch to watch Gilmore Girl re-runs. Saturday's were the best. There wasn't much to do except be lazy and as messy as I wanted.I hadn't had a sexual fit in nearly 20 hours. I was out with some girl friends last night, and as we were on the train coming home it came full force. I "not so discreetly" rode a stranger's cock right there on the train. Thankfully there was no one else on board except a sleeping hobo.I don't know a whol
"Mmm fuck me. fuck me," I screamed, clutching on to the neck of the dark haired beast mercilessly pounding into me. I was just about to come when I jolted awake, a hot and sweaty mess.Wet dream. Again.I looked over at my alarm clock. 5:57 AM. I had 20 minutes until I had to get up to get ready for work but no way would I be able to fall asleep, especially after that wild dream. Lately I've been having the same kind of dream. Me having ridiculously amazing sex with a faceless, dark haired stranger. God knows it's not one of those lame assholes I've fucked lately.I tiptoed past my roomate Amanda's closed door into the bathroom where I splashed some cold water on my face to cool myself down. I leaned on the vanity and