LucyAnne and i am a dirty slut for older men
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Posted:Oct 10, 2021 4:41 pm
Last Updated:Aug 23, 2022 5:15 pm
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My first ever real meet was with a much older guy will go by M.
We chatted on IM for a while and agreed meet in a car park and go for a drink, then see what happens. He told me what to wear - a short skirt, underwear, and a blouse that can be easily undone. I was excited yet nervous. Would I be ok? Would I be able to do what he wanted?
We met on the top of the car park. He looked ok, I smiled at him nervously. He told me to follow him, which I did. He told me that we were going to go into the elevator where he would my cunt and I was then kneel in front of him and take him in my mouth. That way he knew I would do what he wanted. My heart leaped with nervousness. This was it. Could I? Will I?
The lobby smelt of stale piss. I didn't fancy kneeling on it but he expected it. He pressed the button for the lifts. It was late and I guess they stop working after a certain hour as nothing happened. In a way I was thankful, yet also disappointed. We walked down the stairs and to the outside to a nearby pub, where we went and sat at the back after getting drinks.
We chatted talk and then he told me to go and remove my knickers and give them to him. I went to the bathroom, looked myself in the mirror and took a deep breath. I slid my black lacy knickers down over my thighs and down my legs, stepping out of them. Re-applying lip gloss I returned to M and sat back down, handing them to him. He raised them to his nose and sniffed. I looked away embarrassed. He placed his hand on my leg and told me to open them. Wide. His hand went straight to my cunt, his fingers stroking over my lips and sliding in between them. I gasped as while was expected, was also unexpectedly so fast. A group of guys nearby looked over and then went back talking amongst themselves. M carried on talking as if nothing had happened, occasionally demanding I undo a button here and on my blouse. I was getting very wet. M kept playing, sometimes with one finger, sometimes 2, other times as many as he could. Each time making me open my legs more so that I was sitting on the edge of the seat for him get easy access. At one point he withdrew and turned away and brought his hand up his lips where he then tasted my juices. My heart jumped at that. Not yet sure why. He said hurry and finish our drinks.
We walked back my car where we got in after arranging the seats. He told me to get naked as he wanted access to everything. This made me really nervous. Even though I was horney as anything and wanted to please him, I was getting naked in front of a stranger in the middle of a well lite car park. Thankfully were no other cars around us. M told me that he was going to do what he wanted and that we should a word so that he knew he couldn't do anymore and would stop. We agree on a word, which helped me relax. As M explored my body, his hands roaming everywhere, pinching, pulling, squeezing, slapping I was getting even more aroused. He took his bottoms off. OMG, he was huge!!! How on earth was that going to fit inside me? I knew he wasn't going to be gentle. He;d already shown that with his hand and mouth. He laughed at my face and reaction. Told me that he would make sure I took it all. M's pinching and pulling got more painful. He would me in the eye and pinch. Hard. If I went cry out or say something, he would cover my mouth shaking his head and telling be quiet. I did. I was getting afraid now though. He was alternating between bitting my clit and nipples really hard while covering my mouth and the other hand on my throat. It was exciting, thrilling even, yet scary as I couldn't say the agreed word. Later on he admitted he did that for that exact reason as he didn't want stop. I was still wet for him though; my body betraying me and begging him to me. me he did, again while covering my mouth and pulling on my nipples; riding me fast and hard but not coming. The lights of the car park being so bright did't help and soon the evening came an end with the thoughts of perhaps meeting up again. Sadly the pandemic and this has yet occur.
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2nd meet as a slut
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Posted:Oct 11, 2021 7:59 am
Last Updated:Dec 21, 2021 5:53 pm
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I was bored one evening and found myself opening TSdates.com and browsing. As usual I got IM's, which I ignored for a while but eventually got chatting with a few men. I found myself getting wet from some of the comments and what they would to do to me and me to them. I was only wearing a thin dressing gown, which gradually fell open more and more as I moved my body.
One of the men asked me what I was wearing. I told him. He asked if I wanted to meet him, I said no as it was very late and I was worried being a female meeting a stranger in the dark, what would happen. You never can be too sure! We chatted for a while longer, with him telling me what he wanted to do if we had met. He was turning me on so much; I was dripping.
He wanted to meet in a busy A road layby at equal distance between us. Well actually, he wanted to come straight over a fuck me there and then in the kitchen but I don't accommodate or meet in hotel rooms. Therefore, a happy medium for him was the idea of meeting along a road where I would turn up wearing nothing but what I had on - in this case the thin, summer dressing gown. He knew that meant also driving like that and under the instruction of not adjusting it if it fell open. He wanted any drivers, or truckers, who happened to look over, to see. I would pull over in front of him and get out and walk to his pick up. Again, without adjusting my gown if it started to open. I was to leave it alone otherwise there would be consequences. What these were I was not sure, he left that to my imagination that then proceeded down a rabbit hole of discipline. If he felt like it, he would turn his beams on so that I would be lit up for any overnight truckers also parked up to see. When I got to his car, I was to go the back and climb in, removing my gown as I went so that I was totally naked for him. He then would help himself to any area he wanted, taking pleasure in being selfish and using whichever hole he wanted. Then when he was done, I was to walk back to my car, cum dripping out of me and drive home.
Needless to say, I did end up meeting him. As I climbed into the back of his truck he grabbed my tit and squeezed, pulling on the nipple so that I had to move forward towards him. I was so wet and horny for him. He pulled me over and began fucking my mouth while shoving fingers into my soaking wet, welcoming cunt. He fucked my mouth and my cunt, not caring that my head was up against the door and the door handle bruising my shoulder. He cum shooting hard bareback in me. He told me he would be fucking me again as he enjoyed doing what he wanted and to look our for his messages.
I left his car and walked back to mine, feeling his cum dripping down my leg. I left it as requested, climbing into my car and buckling up before driving off. I was nervous other drivers would see in, and while one truck driver did look over and down with a smile on his face, there were no others who saw me.
Would I do a meet and be a slut in a lay by again? Most definitely. What would you have done, or have me do as your slut?
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