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Below are what are called “vignettes”. They were short 500-600 word fantasies written as short breaks between most of the chapters of my long story “Entering the Blonde Dream” (check my profile for the story). Individually, they are too short to be posted here. I am combining them into one long story here for you, getting you access to my superbly dirty mind.

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VIGNETTE 1 – LEA

I spotted Lea buying a ticket at a local bus station. It was a hot summer day. I didn’t see her face at first, just her long slim legs going all the way from the ground to her ass, just covered by a pair of shorts. My technique to just say to girls, “You’re hot” in such situations can have two outcomes: either I get a slap on the face or she gets interested. This time, the latter happened. Incredibly, not only that; she also ran her hand down her breasts and slightly parted her legs. “What was that for?” I asked.

“It was an invitation.” She was speaking softly and almost coyly, a mismatch between her words and her actions.

She wasn’t so coy 20 minutes later in my garage, stark naked on top of the hood of my car. Fabulous shaven pink pussy and a pair of large breasts. I dived down in between her legs for a taste of her juices. Her shapely long legs wrapped themselves around my back, pushing me in as she was moaning. Her scent was driving me crazy and the touch of her perfectly smooth skin under my lips was to die for. I darted my tongue in a few times; she was intoxicating.

The coy girl from the bus station was completely gone now. In her place was an adventurous vixen. There she was, pulling me up to lie on top of the hood, too, immediately straddling my face. Oh, I loved that! I grabbed her by the hips to keep her steady and she ground her pussy right into my face. Buried under her, she was in control, circling around my lips and my tongue. I got a superb view of her entire body, from her pussy all the way up to her tits, which she was not squeezing. Soon enough, her pussy juices were trickling down my face, she was moaning and wailing with pleasure.

She didn’t quite cum as it wasn’t her plan. She jumped off the hood just before, stood in front the hood, spreading her legs; an invitation to rear fuck. I obliged, positioning myself and my cock just behind her. As I did, she rested the top of her body — head, arms and breasts on the car. I entered her.

She was unbelievably tight. I did not expect that and practically yelled in pleasure in response as the walls of her pussy closed in around me. I had to slap her butt in response. A few slow thrusts allowed me to push in deeper. Holy fuck, this was an incredibly overpowering feeling. I never wanted to leave. Lea, clearly liking to control things, now took things in her own hands. Her hips started swaying and impaling herself against my cock. I didn’t need to do a thing! — her moves were rhythmical, methodical and insistent. I was simply watching my cock disappear inside her as her tight ass was dancing in front of me.

She brought herself to cum quickly — her pussy and ass convulsing around me and her young tantalising body thrashing in the throes of passion in front of me. I kept my member inside her, letting her recover slightly.

When she did come back to, with her cheeks still flushed, she dropped to her knees, her lips precisely at the height of my cock. The insides of her mouth and throat were inviting and moist around my cock, and she certainly knew how to deep-throat. I grabbed her head, pushing it against me.

My cum was very soon dripping down from her chin following a rough face-fuck. She looked fantastic being gagged that way, but she soon got me out of my misery by grabbing my ass, pressing it towards her, trapping my cock in a deep-deep-throat sucking all the way up to my balls. Ferociously, she sucked hard, real hard. Then she let go of it, releasing it in one smooth move, enough for it to shoot its load onto her ready open lips and her pretty face.

VIGNETTE 2 – PAMELA

Sprawled on the private beach where I was vacationing last summer. It was early morning and I was just strolling along, allowing the cold water to wash over my bare feet. These beaches were owned by two small high-class local hotels, with no access to these by anyone outside. I was surprised to see anyone at all, and there she was, her arms stretched, enormous, unmissable ass in the air with pants considerably too small, covering essentially only her crack. She certainly looked like she just walked out of a porn film set.

I sat down next to her, trying to engage her in chit-chat. She wasn’t one for small talk, really. She simply reached for my boxers, which was the only thing I was wearing that early morning, and pulled them down in one abrupt motion. She placed a finger on her mouth; no talking. As she raised from the sand, into my view came a pair of truly spectacular, large knockers. She was soon getting my cock harder and harder in her mouth. She was particularly good at slapping her tongue against it whilst taking it deep in. Soon enough, where strings of my cum started dripping off her mouth, we moved to 69, where she Silivri Escort continued to feast on my cock, above it, and I was pulling her panties aside to access her pussy, enjoying the view of her large and firm butt.

Our bodies and brains were fired up more as it all felt like a public place, although the chance of anyone walking here were miniscule. Nonetheless, it was outdoors and felt exposed; the excitement thus grew. She was in the middle of an astonishing assault on my cock; quite literally, grabbing me by the balls, she was diving in all the way for repeated deep-throating. Her wet-dripping, glistening pussy was intoxicating and inviting, but she was certainly winning the battle of oral sex!

The horny vixen, when satisfied with giving me a blowjob, wasted no time to impale herself onto me in a cowgirl position — superb hot, wet pulsating pussy around me. I couldn’t see much outside of her large, sexy ass, but I certainly could reach, grab and squeeze her large tits as reach around to rub her clit, to which she reacted favourably in an instant.

The speed of fucking was getting faster and more erratic as she was able to meet the pace and rhythm of my thrust; I was starting to need a different position, though, to try and match the vixen’s lust. When she was visibly wet, essentially with her pussy drenched in juice, we switched. She spread her legs for me, on all fours, and behind her, I started fucking her from the rear. Fantastic, large ass was a true calling now. She was sufficiently turned on now to be moaning constantly now. I started with an instant assault on her pussy, but she soon allowed me to rest, impaling herself on me. Superbly hot! The veins on my cock was easily visible now, every movement of her ass against me leaving the cock moist. The movements of her ass, punctuated by wailing and groans, and no need to move my own hips, allowed me to land harsh slaps on her butt, reddening her butt cheeks, clearly elevating the levels of her horniness.

In the end, her impaling herself on me was not enough. I grabbed her hips, held her in place and began a hard high-speed attack: harsh, rough fucking, which made her crawl on the sand in front of me, howling in pleasure. Finally, I changed the position slightly, crouched above her ass, getting a better angle and mounted the final onslaught. She must’ve come before me, but I missed it before engrossed in my own “cumming to”, collapsing on the sand right next to her.

“I am Pamela,” she introduced herself.

VIGNETTE 3 – AMANDA

Amanda was drinking tea on her own at a coffee shop in Sheffield when I saw her. I was taken in by her hearty laugh and upbeat attitude. Her eyes, blue with a tint of grey, were superbly expressive and very very attractive.

She also had a very tasty, pink, wet pussy. She did not need much convincing to spread her thighs back at mine. With a smile on her face, which was now more saucy than sweet, with her arms and legs spread and tied up to the headboards of my bed, she was darting her tongue out just now, teasing my cock. I was straddling her chest, my rigid, slightly aching cock, lazily stretching across her lips, occasionally digging into her cheeks’ moist warmth. Immobilised by the ties, she wanted to grab me, but all she could do was kiss me and suck me, and remain at my mercy.

I poised my member at her lips. “Open wide.” She smiled at the command, and her lips parted. She accepted my cock willingly; her warm slippery lips closed around it. It grew hard quick; her tongue was quick to work magic on my rigid manhood, getting strings out precum out of it already. She would let go of it with a slurpy, popping sound. I pushed her head up towards me and she took my entire length into her mouth, seemingly easily, in a fantastic deep throat action. “Oh fuck!” I shouted, and she greeted my remark with a sound of satisfaction when my cock emerged from between her lips, wet, cum-dripping.

I stuck my finger in between her pussy lips. Wet. Dripping wet. She ached. Soon enough, we released her hands (but not legs) and we were doing 69: my hard aching cock buried in her mouth again, whilst she was massaging its base, ensuring it went deep into her throat as I first let my tongue dance around her clit first, spreading her folds, before darting my tongue in and out and finally mounting a full-on assault on her pussy.

VIGNETTE 4 – TERRY

I spotted Terry at her morning stretching exercises walking along the Liverpool canal last night. She looked almost zen-like. Her eyes were closed, giving her a Buddhist feel. What certainly clashed with that picture was her fully open shirt exposing her white tank top, with her erect nipples visible to anyone who would be relatively close.

“You look very pretty,” I whispered in her ear, faking just passing by, in a nonchalant way. She opened her eyes and looked at me, practically sizing me up. The switch from a dreamy, Buddhist-like person to a luscious pornstar-quality one was striking. Got my cock stirring practically instantly. “One can see everything, you know.” I pointed at her tank top.

She grinned. “Where?” Escort Silivri she demanded.

The where was in her boat, which is where she apparently lived on the canal. The space was large with an enormous bed taking most of the space. She pulled the curtains close. In no time, her shirt and tank top were off. Her breasts were relatively small, but with gorgeous erect nipples, firm and well-tanned. She pushed me onto the bed. She pulled my trousers down. “Why do you guys never wear pants, I wonder?” she laughed. “Fuck!” was my response as her mouth slid down around my cock. She was fucking good. Grabbed my balls, matched the up and down movement of her lips and lashes of her tongue around my cock with expert hand movements. This was a masterclass. Instinctively, I raked my hands through her hair. She needed no encouragement: deep throat followed rapidly, punctuated by wet, guttural sounds. She would stop for breath sometimes, contentedly gasping for air, licking her lips, before going back down for more.

As fucking hot as this was, more was needed and quickly. She was soon waiting for me, on her fours, legs spread wide, on the bed. She grabbed the headboard with one hand, rubbing her clit with the other. I went in hard right away, rewarded with a shout of pleasure. Her insides was wet, hot, pulsating around my hard shaft. Soon enough, I was ramming in hard, my balls slapping against her. Her pale-white young firm ass was calling me. My hands landed on her butt, spurring her on like a rider spurs a horse. The pale was switching to pink. Unable to hold on to the headboard, she now ground her face in the bedsheets, crawling in front of me. Forcefully, I grabbed her both hips, feeling in full control, and steadily, rhythmically, pulled her right onto my cock. Merciless cock assault. She loved it shouting out obscene language muffled by the bedsheets.

She came first, writhing, squirming, convulsing, yelling. I tossed her around whilst she was still in the spasms of ecstasy, straddled her and stuck my dick into her mouth. “Open!” I commanded. Obediently, she did, and face-fucking started as her hands were rubbing herself into another orgasm. Her lips were already dripping in my juices when I came. She took it all in, moving it around in her mouth, swallowing some, but keeping the rest to share with me when I came for a French kiss while she had a second cumming.

VIGNETTE 5 – AMY

She stood right next to a wall looking sad. Not just her large hazel beautiful eyes; her entire pose was practically shrunk. She must have been through some tough times. “Rough day?” I asked. She shifted her gaze up, surprised that anyone would even notice her. She nodded. She tried to smile but it was a feeble attempt. “Get you some coffee?” I inquired.

“I don’t drink coffee,” she managed. She was startled. “You don’t even know me.” I responded by saying that it was difficult seeing someone so beautiful look so sad and desperate. She managed a full smile now, and I was fully taken.

We didn’t go for coffee. We went to hers. She had those beautiful, round, tight tits and completely bald pussy. No longer was she dejected and glum; she was now all smiles and beaming. As much as she could be smiling in between my cock sliding in and out of her mouth. I didn’t even need to convince her towards a DP. She doing so already, taking it in deep, letting it hit the back of her throat, gargling and spitting my cum, using the cum to lubricate me. She eventually got up from the squatting position, leaving my cock wet with her spit and strands of cum dancing in the air.

She moved up, rubbing her tits against my chest in a tantalising way, like a snake, fondling my dick. “You know why I was so sad earlier?” she whispered into my ear. I moaned. ” ‘Cause my boyfriend left me. But now I got someone else to fuck me.” Wow. Looked like I happened across a real slut.

“Take me,” was what followed next, giving me no time to think. She was on her all fours on the floor. Never before had I been able to move to the frenzy of fucking from the back. A feeling of excitement ran through my veins. I slipped in quickly into her young, wet and tight pussy. Her cheeks were too smooth and too sexy not to slap. Her squeak followed. “Stay in place,” she requested, “don’t move.” Surprised, I did, and understood quickly. Supporting herself against a sofa, her hips started moving, rocking back and forth against my cock. In-fuckin-credible! She was using my cock to fuck her, moaning and groaning loudly. I just watched and enjoyed rather powerful sensations.

Watching my cock disappear again and again in between her checks, engulfed by the wet warmth, I was beginning to lose control. Rhythmically impaling herself on me, she moaned, she groaned. “How does it feel to be fucked by a girl, huh?” she turned her head towards me, licking her lips lusciously. It sure felt rather good!

VIGNETTE 6 – ANGELICA

This one was different. With Angelica, I didn’t even need to make a move. We met at a train station, in the early morning hours, with no one else at the station at that time. She first winked at me, getting Silivri Escort Bayan my attention. Soon enough, she gave me a version of a pole dance, against one of the pillar-structures on the station. There was zero question about what she was implying, particularly when she stuck a hand inside her blouse.

We never took that train. Instead, went to her place, just across from the station. Once past her door, she dropped all of her clothes in mere seconds, a stranger stark naked in front of me. Her tits were appropriately large, welcoming me with erect nipples. Her pussy was shaven and decidedly wet when I snuck my fingers against it.

She was soon on her knees, getting my cock out. She wasted no time and was deep-throating within seconds. She was fucking good. I grabbed her head, pushing it down onto my fucktool. She was good at getting some cum out of my cock within less than a minute and strings of my cum were soon to be seen on her lips.

I could not leave those shapely, tight tits unattended for too long, of course. Pulled her up to her feet soon and dove onto her knockers instantly, pushing her against the narrow corridor wall. She tossed her head back, panting in pleasure, arching her back, pushing more breast flesh into my mouth. My cock, dripping with her spit and my cum, was straining and rubbing against her clit already. When I broke for air after sucking her tits, I made it a point to rub the tip of my cock against her pussy. In response, she gasped and spread her thighs just slightly. Man, did I get myself a right slut here!

We knew what we both wanted without much talk, but the narrow corridor was no place to do it. We were soon walking to her sitting room to a sofa. I took my clothes off on the way. With a big smile on her face, she lay on the sofa, making herself comfortable, spreading her legs wide. Her clean-shaven, wet and pink pussy was calling me.

The cock moved in swiftly. She was warm, most and tight on the inside. She moaned loudly. She grabbed her tits in response. Erotic frenzy was swiftly coming over me. I stabilised myself by supporting myself against the sofa’s cushions and arms and began rhythmical, methodical, unrelenting fucking session, watching my cock disappear inside that young, willing pussy. Each thrust was punctuated by a either a moan, a wail or a gasp. There was no kissing — just hard, rhythmical sex. She was being used, just the way she wanted.

She wanted more, though. She wanted to feel more slutty. We got up; she stood up and rested her arms against the sofa arm and spread her legs standing up. I was already behind her, getting ready. Slapped her butt first; rubbed and fingered her moist pussy next before starting to fuck her from behind. Hot action followed quickly — my dick quickly rammed into her, my balls slapping against her. She reached down to please her own pussy. Started impaling herself on me soon enough. When she did, I grabbed her hair. Like a pair of animals, we now aimed at release. She was first cumming, with guttural growl marking her release. I soon followed, letting my cum spray all over her butt and pussy. Satisfying.

VIGNETTE 7 – SIMPLY TITS

It doesn’t matter who she was for this one. Suffice to say, I picked her up after a stroll on a beach. I didn’t really care about her personality, face or even the rest of her body. It was her tits, large but not BBW, that she had that drew me to her.

It is incredible how much sex gals secretly crave. Who knew that having the audacity of saying to a person, “Want me to suck on those tits today?” to a random stranger would result in a yes, but it did. She was now lying on a bed in the hotel room we got 10 minutes later, ready to get her tits serviced.

She’d just had a shower, so her tits were still dripping with some water. Young and firm in touch, they were sufficiently large for my liking, with lovely brownish areolas around her nipples. Wonderful cleavage, too. I started with descending on one of them, getting an instant moan in return. First, I just kissed the nipple of one of them and sucked it gently in between my lips; then did the same to the other. This was just a prelude, of course.

The next stage was sucking the areolas in. Starting with the one on the left until the brownish colour disappeared in my mouth, holding it in and teasing her nipple, which I could feel getting erect right under my tongue. “Oh baby—” she whispered, placing her hair in my hair. I left that breast, wet with my spit and applied the same to her other breast. I was getting substantially aroused now if the cock in my trousers was anything to go by.

The feast was about to begin now. I went back to the tit on the left. Again, I sucked her nipple and areola in first. I focused on her nipple, sucking insistently, eliciting from her a loud moan. Spurred on, I circled her tit with both of my hands, squeezing it slightly, holding it in place. Now, applying strong suction, I pulled more of her tit into my mouth, getting it slowly to fill my entire mouth until I felt it rub the back of my throat. Now I sucked hard. “Oh, FUCK!” her fingers practically scratched my head in response, and she groaned loudly. I kept her tit in my throat for a few seconds before withdrawing slowly, putting her dripping wet, pink tits and nipples back in sight. She grabbed it and squeezed it involuntarily as I moved on to treat her other tit to the same fate.

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