The Addictive Mr. Military_Sir
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Posted:Mar 6, 2014 7:52 am
Last Updated:Aug 21, 2014 2:59 am
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I never thought I would ever get together with a younger man. Mr. Military_Sir contacted me and as usually, I am flattered when I get emails from younger men. I tend to this age difference thing that I believed has a level of quality in experience. Oh please do not misunderstand, I love the physical sexiness but I tend to under estimate or project what they can not do when it comes to older women.
When Mr. Military_Sir contacted me, I do not like to be rude and leave anyone wondering; I 99% of the time will respond. Anyway, we began a couple of emails back and forth, then He decided we must talk. Once our voice to voice conversations started, He had me drawn, curious, and wondering what is really to this young Mr. Military_Sir.
Now during our conversations, He was finishing up His time left at His unit in another state. I was still not certain if He really wanted to meet with me but I was really enjoying our heated conversations and I wanted to call His bluff. You see, He only had days left before flying back o
home to our home state and I thought He just wanted to kill time until He get home.
Our conversations over the phone went silent for a while the week of Him returning to Chicago, IL.. I thought He got what He needed from our brief yet heated conversations to tie Him over until He got home. To my surprise, He called me when He was at the airport, letting me know that He would be home sometime of that Friday. I was surprised, yet, I still had some doubts: Not about getting with Him but that He still wanted us to meet. I discovered during our communicating, that He do know how to talk as a Man to a woman and He know how to use His words.
The next time He contacted me it was Saturday evening. I was surprised yet again. He told me He had rested all that day and I can truly understand the need to be in your own bed after being away from home. He called me that Saturday evening, and again, I was surprised. I almost tried to deny myself Mr. Military_Sir for fear of the unknown of ever meeting with someone so much younger than me, but I stepped on into that desire to have a taste.
Once we set up our time and destiny, it began to happen, it was going to happen. He had already established my trust to chance it, it is just that I did not think He was serous. Once we got together, we were trying to decide should we do a movie or just talk. Now in the back of my mind I should know that He has been away for a long while, of course He needs to get rid of His tensions, and I needed to resolve my curiosities.
We went on ahead and decided to take this thing to the bedroom. He was already standing at attention, we just had to undress that desire so I could go ahead and explore my curiosity and Him His. I know we are new to any of it, we are adults; I was so turned on to how much He was working with, I need a good fucking; I wanted it, needed it. We started touching.
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The Broken Monotony Of Judy's Dark Stormy Night
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Posted:Feb 1, 2014 9:30 am
Last Updated:May 30, 2015 6:00 pm
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Inheatat46
"It was a dark and stormy night. Judy sat by the window, naked and alone, wishing someone would call or text, or that a meteor would strike her neighbor's house...anything to break the monotony. She had just decided to have another cup of tea and watch some porn, when there was a mysterious knock at the door..."
She stirs from her longing thoughts. Judy listens and realizes it isn’t the front door or back door. The knock comes again, she find the knock is coming from the patio glass doors. She did not hear the storm outside clearing away and the moon starts beam bright in the night. Judy picks up her short robe, slide it over her naked body, leaving it open to feel the night breeze on her body that is flowing through the open windows. As she approaches the patio doors she can see a familiar shadowy figure but not quite sure. The on the door comes again, but a little softer as if they were listening to see if anyone heard them.
“Who is it”, Judy asks. The voice was deep, provocative, firm and soft spoken, “it’s Dwayne”. Heated sensations started to spiral all through Judy’s body, could it be Policeman9913? The shadowy figure showing through the moon lit patio curtains formed his frame, as she stalled in time for thirty seconds to get a grip on the excitement that began to flood her sudden heated passion and she moved the curtains to the side to identify the unsuspected visitor. There he was, six feet tall, with all those sexy attractive muscles in all the right places. Judy unlocked and slid the patio doors open she stepped back to allow Dwayne to come in. Their eye contact met, Dwayne stared into her eyes with a passionate heated darkness that Judy became quietly out of her own control.
Dwayne was everything Judy had imagined him to be. He instantly stifled the monotone. Judy’s eyes began to survey Dwayne and she noticed he stood firm and erect, she forgot she was already naked wearing practically nothing. She tried to speak as she recaptured his passionate heated dark stare, he was sexually intimidating to her and it made her desires so wet Judy felt consumed with the dark desire in his eyes that said he was hungry for her. She tried to speak as he reached for her and his mouth took hers: With every motion of Dwayne’s body and as his mouth continued to claim hers; Judy could do nothing but surrender her wet heated desires as her body obeyed his. Their hearts racing, they are hungrily kissing; Dwayne had stepped from his shoes and scooped Judy into his arms in one move, carrying her over to the middle of the sun room that was filled with moon light and the spring night breeze.
Judy had become intoxicated as Dwayne’s mouth continued to take hers while the reflexes of her body responded to his. Dwayne stopped in the middle of the sunroom and slowly slid her body down his. Judy was overcome with how good he felt as he slid her body down his while t kissing hungrily, still tasting the sweetness of his mouth she silently climaxed as he slid her down against his body her lips broke free for a moment as she sighed his name softly, “Dwayne” her body filled with the pleasure of how good he felt.
Dwayne pulls back a little to glimpse her stirred heat and naked beauty, pleased at his effect on her and she reached to touch his chest as she pulled off his shirt to expose his chest. Her nipples peaked at the sight. He slides off his pants to expose the rest of his nakedness; she made his erection stand at her attention. It pleased him to see the effect he was having over her. He reached to slide her robe off her body and reached for her breasts with his hands claiming her taunted nipples with his fingers, firmly massaging both her nipples and as he massaged her breasts; Judy’s body began to shudder with pleasure: She softly cry his name “Dwayne” and his mouth took hers to silence her whimper. As one of his hands travelled down her body to feel how wet she had become, his desire to feel her wetness sliding down his dick made him throb for her hot wetness.
He lifted her up and slid her down on his big hard dick; he could feel her body shudder and climax as he slid her down onto his eleven inches of hard erection, Judy was so overwhelmed with how delicious he felt, she could not control her orgasms: She softly cried out his name, again his mouth reclaimed hers. Dwayne was enjoying her as much as she was enjoying him. As he stood in the middle of the moonlit sunroom, holding her up in the air as he slowly and deeply claiming her gspot with his dick; he wanted to savor how sweet she felt, savor his effect on her, savor the sight of how her body was in his control as the tears began to roll down her face as she softly cry out his name. Dwayne had the stamina of a nympho maniac and he enjoyed watching her lose herself into his unlimited pleasure he was offering.
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The Mind Game, But My Black Stallion Came To My Rescue
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Posted:Jan 21, 2014 6:18 am
Last Updated:Jul 14, 2014 5:21 am
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I had a mentally stimulating encounter on here. But this guy did a dead silence on the day we were suppose to get together. He pretended all the grown man conversations on the phone, he uses his words well never juvenile, just total mental stimulation. I will not put his name out there, I will leave him to his games. When guys contact me on here, my first impression of him is to know how to communicate other than talk of sex. I like to talk about our ordinary lives as a way of helping me to get comfortable while meeting new friends and vice versa. Being a single woman who enjoy only the sensual pleasures of sex, love making sex or love making, it is important that when meeting the mental stimuli between each other has already been prepped and waiting to be explored with the physical contact: There can be lots of explosions of hot pleasures. After being so disappointed but more disguised about the mind game, The Black Stallion waiting came and scooped me up and claimed my sexual releases that has been over due for nearly two years. I met him in here and we spoke many times over the phone in the past month and a half. When we last spoke it was about three weeks ago, but I found out 01/20/2014 Monday evening he lost his contacts. What is so ironic is that The Black Stallion scooped me up and I climaxed so much it was toxic. He loved it,I loved it. Later, after my Black Stallion dropped me off at home, I saw the mind gamer back online on the instant mes-sager. It was no big deal, it is a shame that he pretends to be the man he pretends to be.
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