("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2013. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Giorgina, the Friendly Tease by Anonymous Author (1991) *** An MILF on the prowl finds her target and rides him like a wild woman. (MF) *** My name is Giorgina. I'm in my early forties and, yes, I'm Italian. I even married a fiery Italian stud when I was 20 and he was 18. Carlo was my first cousin, but, God, could he ever fuck. We divorced last year, though, and I was used to hot action, so I went on the prowl to find young men with big dicks, lots of hot cum and plenty of staying power. I'm not bragging when I say I'm good looking. I have long, black hair, a trim, full-bosomed figure with legs better than most twenty-year-olds have. I was always attracting stares because I always wore short skirts to show plenty of thigh. Even when I was married, I loved to tease men, and now that I was divorced, I could no more than tease. I could seduce. I wanted every big, juicy, manly young cock I could get in my mouth or in my ass. Oh, did I forget to mention how much I adore getting fucked in the ass? Well, I do. My ex was a wonder when it came to sex and I was addicted to getting dicked in the ass by Carlo by the time we walked to the altar. (I had a fresh load of his cum in my ass at the time, but that's another story,, and I don't want to talk about the bastard.) Anyway, I am a freelance editor/writer and I'm often in touch with writers, young male writers who look at me and, I can tell, want me sexually. I always wear tight blouses and short skirts which elicits those hungry stares, but I am a professional and with me I make sure we're through with business before I flirt. Like last week, Steve was in my office. He's 32, not unattractive, and had been asking me out for months, but I told him I didn't date clients. But I never said anything about fucking them. I was wearing a favorite outfit, a tight, white blouse with a short grey skirt, stockings, heels, and of course, no panties. "Well, Steve," I said to end the business. "Try to have the second draft ready in a month." I uncrossed my legs, leaving them open to his eyes. I knew he couldn't see all the way up, but it was a start. "Steve, I know you've been wanting to get into my panties for months. Right? Well, I've got news for you: I don't wear panties. See?" I stood and pulled my skirt all the way up. His eyes bulged and he swallowed hard, unable to believe what was happening. "Do you enjoy looking at my legs, Steve? Hmm, that roll in your pants says you do. Or is that a response to my cunt? Here. I reached down and stuck my finger into my cunt and pulled it out wet. "Taste me." I offered my juice-covered finger to him and his tongue slowly licked it before he sucked it between his lips. My other hand reached down to fondle his jewels. "Hmm, nice. Do you want to fuck me with this?" His hips jerked and he moaned around my finger. Suddenly I pulled away from him. "I'd rather you put it right here." I turned around, leaned over my desk and waved my backside at him, pointing to my itchy pucker. "Do you like my butt, Steve? It's yours if you want it. I want you to stick your prick in my ass and fuck the shit out of me. I need a good ass fuck right now and you're just the one who can give it to me." In a second his pants were down, he spit on his palm and stroked his cock, then started working it inside my backdoor. "Gonna give you the assfuck of your life, Giorgina," Steve said in a raspy voice. "I've dreamed about your legs and tits and this fine ass. Oh, yeah! God-damn! Nice 'n' tight." He held onto my hips and was none too gentle as he slammed that prick of his into my asshole. In about six thrusts, his balls were swinging against my cuntlips and his belly was slapping my buns. "Fuck it, Steve!" I urged him. "Ooh, that dick feels good in my ass. =46uck!" He really needed no encouragement to give me a good ass = fucking. His prick felt oh so good inside my asshole, stretching me enough to feel full and good, not at all uncomfortable and painful. When he blasted his thick load in my ass, I felt every hot drop cling to the walls of my colon. He cleaned up in my lavatory and was on his way. But I was still horny. My next appointment was with Dean, a writer who was recovering from an accident and was using a wheelchair. Even soft, the outline of his dick in his jeans was obvious and after we got business out of the way, I got up, walked around my desk and sat on it right in front of him. "Dean, I hope you take this personally, but I want to suck that big cock of yours." He didn't act shocked, but he just seemed to go with the flow. He unfastened his jeans and told me to go for it and by the time I'd fished "it" out, I was staring at a solid nine inches of delight. It might have hurt to take it up the ass, even then with Steve's nut oil inside, but since I love to suck honker pricks, this was and ideal main course. I knelt in front of Dean's chair and worked his jeans down his legs so I could get to his balls as well as that big cock that looked so delicious. The manly, musky aroma that rose from his crotch made my mouth water and my tongue slapped the smooth head on top of that cock. It tasted as good as it smelled. I had to suck his balls. His sac was wrinkled and the curly hairs tickled my nose when I licked the hot flesh and sucked each testicle between my lips. I loved sucking and mouthing his balls and my cunt was juicing like crazy and I felt myself begin to sweat so I stood up and quickly and climbed out of my skirt and blouse, but I left my heels and stockings on. Men are turned on when they see a tall, sexy Italian with black hair in stockings, and Dean was no exception. He removed the armrests from the chair and told me to sit on his cock. "Ever fuck in a wheelchair?" he asked. As much as I wanted to suck cock, the idea of having that pole probe my pussy sure sat well with me. Besides, I could suck him later. It was easy to straddle him and settle down on his lap. Byy the time that cock was all the way in, Dean was sucking my tits and I had my arms around his neck. Suddenly, he unlocked the wheels and began rolling around the office. I bounce up and down on his cock and felt like I was at a rodeo riding a fucking bronco. "Yah-hoo!" I shouted. "What a ride!" I controlled the speed and the power of our fuck and rode Dean's prick like a wild woman, until I felt myself getting close to an orgasm. Dean locked the wheels and thrust upwards, sending his thick cum squirting into me. My cunt spasmed around his spitting cock and I came, gasping and sobbing against his neck as my body jerked uncontrollably. "Can you be here in the morning at ten?" I asked as we straightened up. When I dismounted, globs of oyster- like cum ran from my cunt and clung to his shrinking cock. Some cum-hungry slut in the room bent down, lapped it up and smacked her lips. "If so, I hope you'll give me some of your cream to go with my coffee." He was there at ten o' clock. With plenty of thick, rich cream. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 77