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Fact or Fiction Friday (7/3/2020)
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Fact or Fiction Friday (7/3/2020)  Walking on a dirt path, holding a variety of conversation, with an occasional person passing by. The conversation started with everyday normal dialogue, eventually leading sexual questions. As the sexual questions began, I glance over his way through the corner of my eye, noticing a shift of facial expressions. His face slowly shifting from that once relaxed and carefree manner one a bit more, shall we say, serious. My senses were not going off, so I was still feeling safe. We continued walk a bit further. Somehow, I ended up a few paces ahead of him. As I turned back around see where he was, I witnessed his eyes and his head moving up and down, almost as feline does its prey. Instinctively, I spun around, forgetting I had a short skirt on, accidentally revealing that I had nothing on underneath. That serious face immediately had a sheepish smile upon its lips. Placing my hands upon my skirt, bring it laying effortlessly upon my thighs again, I lightly smile while saying “Sorry.” He replied that there was nothing be sorry about while continuing walk closer . We continued walking that path, at a slower pace next one another, with no spoken words. I am not one for silence, especially in awkward situations, but I felt as though silence may have been the best option at that time. As I heard something in the bushes, I quickly turned my head in the opposite direction of him see what it was. As I was about bring my head back toward the direction of the path, he placed his hand upon my waist, pulling closer. Before I new it, I was standing right in front of him with his other hand sliding up my skirt, slowly reaching between my legs. Immediately, I lost all sense of reality. The hunger and the desire that I had held deep within this entire walk was being released in a split second. He continued feel aimlessly between my legs, till he found my ever so wet cunt. His finger slipped effortlessly inside, stroking slowly, almost as though he was trying savor every moment. Suddenly his finger slipped out of my juices and began brushing its way up my ass chee I remember that cold wet feeling every time the wind would brush against that wetness, as though it was happening today. Without warning, I felt the warmth of his throbbing hard cock resting between my ass cheeks. Being caught off guard, I stood straight up. However, he had a different idea, because as I was standing upright, he gently leaned me forward. I followed his lead, and as I came to a 90-degree angle I felt that even stiffer cock piercing through my thighs, trying to find its way to my cunt. The desire was so strong, I opened my legs slightly allow his cock find its way my now aching cunt. Upon the second stroke inside , there was a gasp from behind. I stood straight, to see a mother and approaching from behind. The mother then informed us in a scolding tone, that we were in a family area. What do you believe it is this week? As for those who read last weeks, it was fiction.... Though very desirable, it was truly fiction... |
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Fiction that would be great as fact
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Gonna vote fiction. Very hot though. Oh my. My name is MrWrong and I approved this comment
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This reads like a continuation of last week's fantasy. Analyzing Life All Hail to the Red, White and Blue, on HNW Sometimes a Picture is Just a Picture [post 3312759] My Private Blog - Tell Me ALL Your Secrets
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7/3/2020 2:37 pm |
WOW, What a great story. You are so great at what you do when you write. Please tell me this one is FACT!
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