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analog · 01-23-2007, 12:54 AM

"The mustache is barely visible," I thought as I leaned in to kiss her again. It tickled my nose, and once again I broke the embrace.

Standing back a good two feet, it all but vanishes into a sexy shadow over her generously-lipsticked mouth. She smiles warmly and I was forced to smile back. I had told her we have a lot in common, and I was right; she's missing most of the same teeth I am.

She looks me over and says, "let me give you a hand with those" before reaching forward and slowly undoing each button on my faded overalls. She seemed to relish my excitement as she took in an eyeful of the stiff lump in my Fruit of the Loom briefs.

"Lucky I wore the good ones," I think, playing with the holes in the seams as she takes a step away from me again.

Staring right at me- or maybe the wall, because one of her eyes is lazy and I can't remember which- she slowly peels the tight jeans from her body, revealing her Sears Comfort Collection support panties.

The passion grew within me, and my penis stirred a little against the barely adequate strength left in the elastic waistband of my briefs. She pulled her panties down to reveal a perfectly shaven vagina with one of those little "landing strips" left above it. All I could think was, "get ready for liftoff!"

I smiled at her and leaned forward to brush my fingers against the strip, giving her another kiss as she moaned softly at my touch. I reached up and undid the buttons of her blouse, letting it slip silently away from her breasts and down her arms.

"Is it cold in here?" I remarked with a casual smile as I played with the goosebumps formed on her bosom. I unhooked the bra and let her breasts roll into my hands as it fell to the floor. She reaches out in her excitement and tears my wife-beater undershirt off.

"Mmmmmm... you have hairy nipples, too," she whispers as she rubs my chest. I feel my underwear slide off and her fingers wrap around my buttocks tightly, squeezing them. She steps back and lays down on the bed, spreading her legs and beckoning me to join her. I am officially "cleared for landing".

She looks so good, because she is naked. I mean- she's naked and willing, and i'm not paying for it (for once), so i don't care, you know?

I walked over and laid on top of her. She reached down and guided me inside of her. I smiled widely as I penetrated her, and she moaned out her last words to me before we slipped into a speechless, euphoric sexual marathon...

"Mmmmmm... this is relevant to my interests."

01-23-2007, 12:54 AM	#1 (permalink)
analog Banned	analog's Filthy Erotica for people with Really Low or No Standards "The mustache is barely visible," I thought as I leaned in to kiss her again. It tickled my nose, and once again I broke the embrace. Standing back a good two feet, it all but vanishes into a sexy shadow over her generously-lipsticked mouth. She smiles warmly and I was forced to smile back. I had told her we have a lot in common, and I was right; she's missing most of the same teeth I am. She looks me over and says, "let me give you a hand with those" before reaching forward and slowly undoing each button on my faded overalls. She seemed to relish my excitement as she took in an eyeful of the stiff lump in my Fruit of the Loom briefs. "Lucky I wore the good ones," I think, playing with the holes in the seams as she takes a step away from me again. Staring right at me- or maybe the wall, because one of her eyes is lazy and I can't remember which- she slowly peels the tight jeans from her body, revealing her Sears Comfort Collection support panties. The passion grew within me, and my penis stirred a little against the barely adequate strength left in the elastic waistband of my briefs. She pulled her panties down to reveal a perfectly shaven vagina with one of those little "landing strips" left above it. All I could think was, "get ready for liftoff!" I smiled at her and leaned forward to brush my fingers against the strip, giving her another kiss as she moaned softly at my touch. I reached up and undid the buttons of her blouse, letting it slip silently away from her breasts and down her arms. "Is it cold in here?" I remarked with a casual smile as I played with the goosebumps formed on her bosom. I unhooked the bra and let her breasts roll into my hands as it fell to the floor. She reaches out in her excitement and tears my wife-beater undershirt off. "Mmmmmm... you have hairy nipples, too," she whispers as she rubs my chest. I feel my underwear slide off and her fingers wrap around my buttocks tightly, squeezing them. She steps back and lays down on the bed, spreading her legs and beckoning me to join her. I am officially "cleared for landing". She looks so good, because she is naked. I mean- she's naked and willing, and i'm not paying for it (for once), so i don't care, you know? I walked over and laid on top of her. She reached down and guided me inside of her. I smiled widely as I penetrated her, and she moaned out her last words to me before we slipped into a speechless, euphoric sexual marathon... "Mmmmmm... this is relevant to my interests."