Messaging
I got an email from Stacey yesterday. She's been texting me since she got back to college; I think, if she's not actually in love with me, she at least misses the way I fucked her when she was here a couple of months ago. I've been with Mallory once since then, and that's when the texts started. Yesterday's email was the first I've ever gotten from her. It was surprisingly sweet. I suspect she's not getting enough dick at college - she is definitely overweight for her size, and maybe not as popular as a lot of chicks, especially since she can be snarky at times! So it seems like she's changing her ways.
She didn't say the "L" word, but she did mention the two times we got together over Christmas break, and that she "liked the way" I treated her. In other words, she likes being man-handled, and even degraded. I resisted calling her fat, but I did tell her I loved those big fat tits of hers. Maybe I should use the "F" word more often! I'm debating what to write back to her.
On the other side of the coin, Mallory was needier than ever when we got together the last time. She asked if I could meet her after work. When I got there she looked very sexy in skinny jeans, white blouse & low heels. She's even learned how to apply makeup! :) "You got a new dress code for work?" I asked her, and she grinned.
"Maybe I dressed like this for you."
"Oh, so your boyfriend left you."
She told me he was at home; that she felt like seeing me instead of him today. "So he's not giving you enough dick," I concluded, and she swatted at my shoulder as I drove. I told her she'd better be careful, or I'd ruin that makeup by cumming all over her face. Then I grabbed her around her neck and pulled her in to kiss her. Her mouth opened immediately, and I knew she was down to take some dick. Her tongue wrestled with mine for a few seconds, and when I let her go she was already breathing hard. She responds so well to dominance!
"You're a hungry little fuck-slut, aren't you?" I stared at her until she dropped her eyes and nodded.
"Say it."
"I'm a hungry little fuck-slut," she dutifully repeated. Then she turned to look out the window, waiting to see where I took her.
"I don't have the money for a room," I informed her.
She looked down, not really showing any displeasure, and mumbled, "okay."
It was mid-afternoon, so I couldn't go just anywhere. We were too far from the power lines, and heading away from the tracks where I'd taken her one time. That place was sketchy, anyway. I drove aimlessly, scanning behind every building we passed. I was losing my hard-on. :( I kept glancing at her, thinking about how good she looked and how I wanted to see that fresh face contorted as I smacked my balls against her asshole. God, where to go?
Why is it so hard to find a place to be alone, when you need one? I drove down a few roads that looked promising, and drove behind a couple of small shopping areas. No luck. I started talking to her, ramping up her lusty submissive side.
"Maybe I'll just fuck you on the side of the road somewhere," I told her. "Hang your head out the window as I pound that sweet little cunt of yours." Her open mouth told me those images were hitting their mark. She leaned back against her door and opened her legs.
"Play with yourself, Mal." I didn't have to say it twice.
Her mouth was permanently open as her fingers grazed the denim material over her pussy and her eyes took on that thousand-yard stare. She pressed harder as she played, and I could see her tummy flexing as she worked herself up.
"I'm gonna fuck you so hard," I told her, watching her out of the corner of my eye. "I can't wait to feel my balls spew a load way up inside you," Damn, I was making myself hard! I heard her whimper and that settled it. I pulled in behind a mall and parked between two cars in the outer edges of the parking lot. "Get out."
I motioned her to come around to my side and got out. We embraced. Our kiss lasted long enough to get our tongues dancing together and her squirming. I put my hands on that tight little ass and squeezed. Time to play. I broke the kiss, used my hands to turn her around and she immediately bent over, putting her hands on the seat. I reached around, unsnapped and unzipped her jeans, then yanked them down over her hips. Her thong panties came with them on one side. They were still stuck in her crack, and that looked sexy as hell to me! Tan lines from her bikini over each ass cheek. I yanked the thong back up on the low side, then pulled it out of her butt crack and pushed it aside so I could get into her cunt. She spread her feet farther apart as I slipped one finger inside her, checking her wetness. She was absolutely juicy!
It didn't take long to get my dick deep into that wetness. She grunted as I rammed inside, making sure my balls swung under her and smacked her clit. She gripped me tightly as I force-fucked her, holding her by her slim waist. She was making gutteral noises with each thrust, enjoying the way I was using her...and so was I. I asked her if this was what she wanted and she didn't answer; she was concentrating on the orgasm that was already close. Good girl! I felt like I could fuck her into the night, but when she came it brought mine closer. She bent one leg, almost collapsing under me as she groaned - one long whining moan of pure pleasure, almost sounding like a sob at the end, and I felt my balls tighten up. I hammered her through hers, prolonging it by telling her how slutty she looked, and then mine was there.
"Ughhh! Fuck!"
I slammed deep into her and held myself there, so she could feel me pulsing inside of her. Her vagina contracted around me in the way she has of gripping me; it felt like she was milking every bit of cum from my balls as I mini-stroked into her at the end. Then I pulled out, unleashing a long string of our juices that hung almost to the asphalt. I let my hands wander over her cheeks, loving the tightness of them as I watched her pussy tighten, trying to contain the jizz I'd left inside. Mostly.
That night I got the first text from Stacey, so I knew Mal had told her. It was short: HEY OL MAN, WHATS HANGIN? I texted back, UR TITS, AS USUAL. Then we began a series of texts over the next few days, until that email. I would have loved to have known what those two talked about!
I think I will mention the word 'fat' when I write her back; or else talk about how slim and attractive Mallory is! Just to keep her in her place. :)
She didn't say the "L" word, but she did mention the two times we got together over Christmas break, and that she "liked the way" I treated her. In other words, she likes being man-handled, and even degraded. I resisted calling her fat, but I did tell her I loved those big fat tits of hers. Maybe I should use the "F" word more often! I'm debating what to write back to her.
On the other side of the coin, Mallory was needier than ever when we got together the last time. She asked if I could meet her after work. When I got there she looked very sexy in skinny jeans, white blouse & low heels. She's even learned how to apply makeup! :) "You got a new dress code for work?" I asked her, and she grinned.
"Maybe I dressed like this for you."
"Oh, so your boyfriend left you."
She told me he was at home; that she felt like seeing me instead of him today. "So he's not giving you enough dick," I concluded, and she swatted at my shoulder as I drove. I told her she'd better be careful, or I'd ruin that makeup by cumming all over her face. Then I grabbed her around her neck and pulled her in to kiss her. Her mouth opened immediately, and I knew she was down to take some dick. Her tongue wrestled with mine for a few seconds, and when I let her go she was already breathing hard. She responds so well to dominance!
"You're a hungry little fuck-slut, aren't you?" I stared at her until she dropped her eyes and nodded.
"Say it."
"I'm a hungry little fuck-slut," she dutifully repeated. Then she turned to look out the window, waiting to see where I took her.
"I don't have the money for a room," I informed her.
She looked down, not really showing any displeasure, and mumbled, "okay."
It was mid-afternoon, so I couldn't go just anywhere. We were too far from the power lines, and heading away from the tracks where I'd taken her one time. That place was sketchy, anyway. I drove aimlessly, scanning behind every building we passed. I was losing my hard-on. :( I kept glancing at her, thinking about how good she looked and how I wanted to see that fresh face contorted as I smacked my balls against her asshole. God, where to go?
Why is it so hard to find a place to be alone, when you need one? I drove down a few roads that looked promising, and drove behind a couple of small shopping areas. No luck. I started talking to her, ramping up her lusty submissive side.
"Maybe I'll just fuck you on the side of the road somewhere," I told her. "Hang your head out the window as I pound that sweet little cunt of yours." Her open mouth told me those images were hitting their mark. She leaned back against her door and opened her legs.
"Play with yourself, Mal." I didn't have to say it twice.
Her mouth was permanently open as her fingers grazed the denim material over her pussy and her eyes took on that thousand-yard stare. She pressed harder as she played, and I could see her tummy flexing as she worked herself up.
"I'm gonna fuck you so hard," I told her, watching her out of the corner of my eye. "I can't wait to feel my balls spew a load way up inside you," Damn, I was making myself hard! I heard her whimper and that settled it. I pulled in behind a mall and parked between two cars in the outer edges of the parking lot. "Get out."
I motioned her to come around to my side and got out. We embraced. Our kiss lasted long enough to get our tongues dancing together and her squirming. I put my hands on that tight little ass and squeezed. Time to play. I broke the kiss, used my hands to turn her around and she immediately bent over, putting her hands on the seat. I reached around, unsnapped and unzipped her jeans, then yanked them down over her hips. Her thong panties came with them on one side. They were still stuck in her crack, and that looked sexy as hell to me! Tan lines from her bikini over each ass cheek. I yanked the thong back up on the low side, then pulled it out of her butt crack and pushed it aside so I could get into her cunt. She spread her feet farther apart as I slipped one finger inside her, checking her wetness. She was absolutely juicy!
It didn't take long to get my dick deep into that wetness. She grunted as I rammed inside, making sure my balls swung under her and smacked her clit. She gripped me tightly as I force-fucked her, holding her by her slim waist. She was making gutteral noises with each thrust, enjoying the way I was using her...and so was I. I asked her if this was what she wanted and she didn't answer; she was concentrating on the orgasm that was already close. Good girl! I felt like I could fuck her into the night, but when she came it brought mine closer. She bent one leg, almost collapsing under me as she groaned - one long whining moan of pure pleasure, almost sounding like a sob at the end, and I felt my balls tighten up. I hammered her through hers, prolonging it by telling her how slutty she looked, and then mine was there.
"Ughhh! Fuck!"
I slammed deep into her and held myself there, so she could feel me pulsing inside of her. Her vagina contracted around me in the way she has of gripping me; it felt like she was milking every bit of cum from my balls as I mini-stroked into her at the end. Then I pulled out, unleashing a long string of our juices that hung almost to the asphalt. I let my hands wander over her cheeks, loving the tightness of them as I watched her pussy tighten, trying to contain the jizz I'd left inside. Mostly.
That night I got the first text from Stacey, so I knew Mal had told her. It was short: HEY OL MAN, WHATS HANGIN? I texted back, UR TITS, AS USUAL. Then we began a series of texts over the next few days, until that email. I would have loved to have known what those two talked about!
I think I will mention the word 'fat' when I write her back; or else talk about how slim and attractive Mallory is! Just to keep her in her place. :)
1 year ago