The Lord of the Corner
Hello my children, oh, you don't know what happened to me, I have to tell you this because otherwise I will explode. You already know that I'm kind of crazy and that I like to try everything, but this, this was on another level, it left me shaking the days after.
There is always a man, there on the corner of the university exit, not mine, one that I always pass by. A man of about sixty years old, chubby, dark, with a belly and that face of having already experienced everything. He's always there, sitting on a stool, and when we girls pass by, we love him. Me too, and I sometimes smiled at him for fucking around, because he doesn't do anything.
One day, I was chewing strawberry gum and I stopped by. He looks at me and says, «Hey, pretty, can you sell me that gum you have in your mouth?»
That! I stayed like 😳. «What do you say, sir?»
«Your gum, the one you're chewing. I buy it for you.»
Oh, I didn't know whether to laugh or run away. But the truth is, it made me curious. What would this man do with my used gum? Would you save it? Would he chew it? It made me tremendously morbid. Then, without thinking much, I took it out of my mouth, with everything and saliva, and gave it to him. He gave me some coins, as if it were the most normal thing in the world. I left, but looking back. He stood there, looking at the gum in his hand, and then... then I think he put it in his pants pocket. Oh, what a strange thing! But my nose got like a little motor, I don't know why.
From that day on, every time I saw him, he greeted me with more confidence. «Hello, gum princess, » he told me, and I laughed. Until one day, it stopped me seriously.
«Hey, » he told me, lowering his voice. «And a kiss? How soon do you sell me a kiss?»
Oh my God. I acted indignant, like «What a shame, sir!». But inside... inside I was ovulating that day, I swear, and I felt like a cat in heat. Everything warmed me up. And the idea of kissing that ugly, old man who wanted my used gum... ufff, I got a lump in my throat and my panty got wet instantly.
«Do it then, » I said, trying to sound normal. «But quickly, don't let them see me.»
He nodded, his eyes shining. We went a little further back, where there was a small tree that covered us a little from the street. I closed my eyes, thinking «this is going to be disgusting», but when I felt his lips... oh no.
Her lips were thick, soft. I didn't expect that. And then he opened his mouth. And his tongue... His tongue entered my mouth like this, in one go, without fear. It was a large, rough tongue that filled my entire mouth. And it had a taste... of tobacco, of old coffee, of something masculine and strong. And a lot of saliva. Much saliva! My mouth filled with drool, but instead of disgust, I felt a fever that rose from my feet to my head.
I, without thinking, responded. I started sucking his tongue, playing with his. I licked his teeth, which were a little yellow, but I didn't care at the time. I wanted more. I wanted all its flavor in my mouth.
He grabbed me by the waist and pressed me against him. I felt his belly, his hot body, and down there... Oh, children, down there I felt a hard, large lump that pressed me against my pelvis. The man had a hard cock. And you could tell it was huge! Even if he was fat, that lump couldn't be hidden.
We drool like crazy. We kissed for three minutes, but it seemed like hours. I moaned in his mouth, the moan in mine. His hands went down and squeezed my ass, hard, as if it were his. And I loved it. I felt dirty, used, but deliciously used.
When we finally separated, we were both panting. My chin was full of saliva, my lipstick was smeared all over.
«How much I owe you, » he said, his voice hoarse.
«That's it, » I told him, almost out of breath. «That's fine.»
But not him. He took out a bill, one of those that I don't see much, and put it in my hand. «Next time, » he said. And he left, walking quickly, adjusting his pants in the front.
I stayed there, leaning on the tree, with my legs shaking. I touched my mouth, still hot from him. And then, unable to help it, I reached under my skirt. My seed was flooded. Soaked. Dripping. I put two fingers in and they came out shiny. I almost came right there, on the street, thinking about his tongue and that huge lump he had.
I got home and locked myself in the bathroom. I took off my clothes and looked in the mirror. I had bruises on my ass from where I had squeezed myself. And I couldn't stop thinking about him.
The next day, I went at the same time. And there he was. On the same bench. He looked at me and smiled.
«How are you, princess?»
I approached. «What if I don't charge you today?» i told.
He got up. «And what do you want in return?»
«I want to see him, » I said, looking down at his crotch.
He nodded. «Come.»
He took me to a more hidden place, behind some bushes. There, without saying anything, he unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down. And there it was.
Oh, my children, I swear I almost fainted. The biggest cock I have ever seen in my life. And at his age. Brunette, thick, with marked veins, and a very pink head. Stopped, hard, throbbing. Was beautiful. A work of art.
«You like?» asked.
«I love it, » I said, and I knelt there, on the ground, not caring about anything.
Before I could suck him, he stopped me. «Today it's time for something else. Give me your panty.»
That? I did not understand. But it made me so horny that I pulled down my panties right there, gave them to her, and was left naked from the waist down. He smelled them, deeply, and then put them in his pocket.
«Now, » he said. «Turn around.»
I turned around, holding on to the trunk of a tree. He approached from behind. I felt the tip of his cock, huge, looking for my entrance. He didn't use his hands. Just his cock, guiding itself.
«Are you sure?» asked.
«Please» I moaned.
And then, he put it in me. Whole. Of one. Oh, what a delicious pain! I screamed, but he covered my mouth with his big hand. It filled me all over, it burst, and it started to move. Slow at first, then faster. Each thrust pushed me against the tree. I felt his belly against my back, his moans in my ear. He was old, but strong. He fucked me like a bull, hard, wild, as if it were the last time he fucked in his life.
«You're such a rich little whore, » he said in my ear. «I'm going to fill you all.»
And he did. When I felt him coming, he asked me. «Where do you want my milk, princess?»
«Inside, » I shouted. «Give it all to me inside!»
And he, with a growl that seemed like an animal, filled me. I felt the hot jet, again and again, filling me inside. I came too, shaking, moaning, not being able to believe what was happening.
When he finished, he came off and pulled up his pants. I stayed there, glued to the tree, with its juices dripping down my legs.
«See you, princess, » he said, and left, as if nothing had happened.
It took me about half an hour to walk. Since that day, every time I pass by, we look at each other. And sometimes, if the day is good and I'm ovulating, we get behind the bushes. He doesn't pay me anymore. I don't charge him anymore. It's our dirty and delicious secret. And at 37 years old, with a young boyfriend at home, I confess that that ugly old man's cock is the one that makes me scream the most. How delicious, children! Life is full of surprises.
Hello my children, oh, you don't know what happened to me, I have to tell you this because otherwise I will explode. You already know that I'm kind of crazy and that I like to try everything, but this, this was on another level, it left me shaking the days after.
There is always a man, there on the corner of the university exit, not mine, one that I always pass by. A man of about sixty years old, chubby, dark, with a belly and that face of having already experienced everything. He's always there, sitting on a stool, and when we girls pass by, we love him. Me too, and I sometimes smiled at him for fucking around, because he doesn't do anything.
One day, I was chewing strawberry gum and I stopped by. He looks at me and says, «Hey, pretty, can you sell me that gum you have in your mouth?»
That! I stayed like 😳. «What do you say, sir?»
«Your gum, the one you're chewing. I buy it for you.»
Oh, I didn't know whether to laugh or run away. But the truth is, it made me curious. What would this man do with my used gum? Would you save it? Would he chew it? It made me tremendously morbid. Then, without thinking much, I took it out of my mouth, with everything and saliva, and gave it to him. He gave me some coins, as if it were the most normal thing in the world. I left, but looking back. He stood there, looking at the gum in his hand, and then... then I think he put it in his pants pocket. Oh, what a strange thing! But my nose got like a little motor, I don't know why.
From that day on, every time I saw him, he greeted me with more confidence. «Hello, gum princess, » he told me, and I laughed. Until one day, it stopped me seriously.
«Hey, » he told me, lowering his voice. «And a kiss? How soon do you sell me a kiss?»
Oh my God. I acted indignant, like «What a shame, sir!». But inside... inside I was ovulating that day, I swear, and I felt like a cat in heat. Everything warmed me up. And the idea of kissing that ugly, old man who wanted my used gum... ufff, I got a lump in my throat and my panty got wet instantly.
«Do it then, » I said, trying to sound normal. «But quickly, don't let them see me.»
He nodded, his eyes shining. We went a little further back, where there was a small tree that covered us a little from the street. I closed my eyes, thinking «this is going to be disgusting», but when I felt his lips... oh no.
Her lips were thick, soft. I didn't expect that. And then he opened his mouth. And his tongue... His tongue entered my mouth like this, in one go, without fear. It was a large, rough tongue that filled my entire mouth. And it had a taste... of tobacco, of old coffee, of something masculine and strong. And a lot of saliva. Much saliva! My mouth filled with drool, but instead of disgust, I felt a fever that rose from my feet to my head.
I, without thinking, responded. I started sucking his tongue, playing with his. I licked his teeth, which were a little yellow, but I didn't care at the time. I wanted more. I wanted all its flavor in my mouth.
He grabbed me by the waist and pressed me against him. I felt his belly, his hot body, and down there... Oh, children, down there I felt a hard, large lump that pressed me against my pelvis. The man had a hard cock. And you could tell it was huge! Even if he was fat, that lump couldn't be hidden.
We drool like crazy. We kissed for three minutes, but it seemed like hours. I moaned in his mouth, the moan in mine. His hands went down and squeezed my ass, hard, as if it were his. And I loved it. I felt dirty, used, but deliciously used.
When we finally separated, we were both panting. My chin was full of saliva, my lipstick was smeared all over.
«How much I owe you, » he said, his voice hoarse.
«That's it, » I told him, almost out of breath. «That's fine.»
But not him. He took out a bill, one of those that I don't see much, and put it in my hand. «Next time, » he said. And he left, walking quickly, adjusting his pants in the front.
I stayed there, leaning on the tree, with my legs shaking. I touched my mouth, still hot from him. And then, unable to help it, I reached under my skirt. My seed was flooded. Soaked. Dripping. I put two fingers in and they came out shiny. I almost came right there, on the street, thinking about his tongue and that huge lump he had.
I got home and locked myself in the bathroom. I took off my clothes and looked in the mirror. I had bruises on my ass from where I had squeezed myself. And I couldn't stop thinking about him.
The next day, I went at the same time. And there he was. On the same bench. He looked at me and smiled.
«How are you, princess?»
I approached. «What if I don't charge you today?» i told.
He got up. «And what do you want in return?»
«I want to see him, » I said, looking down at his crotch.
He nodded. «Come.»
He took me to a more hidden place, behind some bushes. There, without saying anything, he unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down. And there it was.
Oh, my children, I swear I almost fainted. The biggest cock I have ever seen in my life. And at his age. Brunette, thick, with marked veins, and a very pink head. Stopped, hard, throbbing. Was beautiful. A work of art.
«You like?» asked.
«I love it, » I said, and I knelt there, on the ground, not caring about anything.
Before I could suck him, he stopped me. «Today it's time for something else. Give me your panty.»
That? I did not understand. But it made me so horny that I pulled down my panties right there, gave them to her, and was left naked from the waist down. He smelled them, deeply, and then put them in his pocket.
«Now, » he said. «Turn around.»
I turned around, holding on to the trunk of a tree. He approached from behind. I felt the tip of his cock, huge, looking for my entrance. He didn't use his hands. Just his cock, guiding itself.
«Are you sure?» asked.
«Please» I moaned.
And then, he put it in me. Whole. Of one. Oh, what a delicious pain! I screamed, but he covered my mouth with his big hand. It filled me all over, it burst, and it started to move. Slow at first, then faster. Each thrust pushed me against the tree. I felt his belly against my back, his moans in my ear. He was old, but strong. He fucked me like a bull, hard, wild, as if it were the last time he fucked in his life.
«You're such a rich little whore, » he said in my ear. «I'm going to fill you all.»
And he did. When I felt him coming, he asked me. «Where do you want my milk, princess?»
«Inside, » I shouted. «Give it all to me inside!»
And he, with a growl that seemed like an animal, filled me. I felt the hot jet, again and again, filling me inside. I came too, shaking, moaning, not being able to believe what was happening.
When he finished, he came off and pulled up his pants. I stayed there, glued to the tree, with its juices dripping down my legs.
«See you, princess, » he said, and left, as if nothing had happened.
It took me about half an hour to walk. Since that day, every time I pass by, we look at each other. And sometimes, if the day is good and I'm ovulating, we get behind the bushes. He doesn't pay me anymore. I don't charge him anymore. It's our dirty and delicious secret. And at 37 years old, with a young boyfriend at home, I confess that that ugly old man's cock is the one that makes me scream the most. How delicious, children! Life is full of surprises.
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