Allistar Parker has created a collection of stories to excite your darker side of life. Through the eyes of some seedy characters, difficult masters, a zombie, an old Volkswagen, you can experience those moments your mother warned you about.
“Tommy, I gotta fuck this.”
“Go ahead, baby.”
Tommy helped her up from her hands and knees. My dick stood straight and tall, a near impossible thing for a guy in his forties. I had to slide my hand up and down my dick, sliding our juices around, again. The sight of her lining up her furry cunt over my dick sent my balls aching again. They wanted a release and I wanted to give them one. The only thing I needed was for her to bend her knees and swallow my dick into her body. Hopefully, I wouldn’t poke out her bellybutton.
Tommy moved to a corner behind me. I hated having no view of him, but my full attention needed to be on keeping from coming before Rikki got me fully planted. A moan escaped her mouth as she slid down the pole. Her arms, propping up her body, shook just a little as the base of my dick touched her clitoral hood. She was planted. She was happy. So was I.
Surprisingly enough, she didn’t take long. A couple of strokes up and down had her grabbing at her clit and rubbing furiously. A gasp or two and a full scream prefaced the proverbial dam breaking. I held on tight to let her body shake and shiver. She dragged my hand to her nipple and forced me to squeeze it. I pulled and squeezed as she bobbed violently on my crotch. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her other tit as it bounced and flopped under the violent motions. There was no stopping until all Rikki had inside of her had been used up.