Sextus
19-01-2013, 12:28 AM
I was walking around with a mongrel in my pants. A part hard-on that was difficult to get rid of. It was like I was refusing to listen to my brain and so it had migrated south to better make its point to me.The reason the mongrel was there was that I couldn’t get the picture of the juicy lips of Alysha from Styles out of my mind.
Those lips are so juicy! And they are set in a heart shaped face so that she looks more like a Geisha than a Korean. The thought that those lips would happily suck my cock at just a moment’s notice was haunting my imagination.
I’m a fairly fit guy, but my cock isn’t as sensitive as it used to be, and so I have to move my 76kg frame around a lot in order to move my 300 gram cock around.
The mechanical logic of this is all screwed up, and having less sensitivity in my cock makes it even worse. So, as much as I love being up fanny, fs is still harder work for me than it used to be. And I get sweaty and hot really easily too, even in mild temperatures. I always have. Queensland would be the arsehole of the universe for me to live in (and Thailand? Ha! Forget it.) Do you know that SE QLD doesn’t get our blessed southerly changes? How completely uncivilised of it. It is llike the Ozarks as far as I an concerned.
Head jobs though are fine, no sweat - literally
So that is partly what led me to Style’s sweet 20 year Korean, Alysha.
In many years of punting, she is amongst the youngest girl whose mouth I have had my cock inside of. At my much older age, this adds a very horny psychological qualty to that experience. Just because you get older, it doesn’t mean that you become blind to succulent, sexually charged young girls in the very first bloom of their sexual power like Alysha is.
In her distinctive Asian cultural way Alysha was very attentive to me from beginning to end. She took my clothers off me and folded them neatly in a basket, and then helped me wash in the shower.
At the first feel of her soapy hand my cock rose up like an hydraulic lift. Meanwhile her left hand was paying far more attention to my arse crack than what mere duty would call for.
I dryed quickly and went over to the comfy counch in front of a huge mirror.
Alysha, in her tight black dress, began to kiss and suck my left nipple and work her way down my body slowly. Usually nipple work doesn’t do too much to me, but Alysha’s lips are like a ripe fruit, so soft and full, and they felt like being kissed by a cloud as she worked her way down to my smooth, shaven balls.
I reclined like a lazy lion on the couch and watched her pretty young face and smokey mascared eyes as she sucked on the hard cock of a lean waisted man, albeit much, much older. The dirty quality of my desire for this young girl was adding greatly to my enjoyment.
Styles call their girls bj technicians, and there is no doubt that Alysha, even at her young age, is a first class cock sucking techncian. I wondered how many lucky boyfriends she had practised on in the years since the first time she opened those luscious lips to receive her first cock. It made me wish I’d been one of them. Well, this time I was one of them, and with my entire six inches down her throat, I didn’t have to imagine what those boyfirends felt back then either.
Those lips in the photo had been giving me a mongrel all day, and now they were wrapped around my cock. Magic. A thought made real!
My lawless cock, without any conscience at all, was right up inside the hot mouth of a very young and pretty girl’s mouth. She is more than thirty years my junior. She is the kind of girl that I’d see at a 21st party and view them the way a lion does a gazelle. Looking at them just like Bill Clinton looked at his young intern Monica Lewinsky, even while he had his own Presidential Cock buried inside her mouth.
So the thought of Alysha’s youth was keeping me very hard, let alone her lashing tongue and suction. And with her regular deep throating, I could feel myself bumping into the back of her throat.
I leant down to smell the soft perfume of her shoulder length hair and then held her head and fucked her sweet mouth up and down on me for half a dozen times. Then I let the young, girly thing go back to serving me with her own very wet and enthusiastic mouth.
I pulled down her left dress and bra strap and cupped my hand inside on her bare titty. But her bra and dress was so tight I couldn’t get much access ot it, and no access at all to her other tit.
Alysha then reclined out my left leg up and put her elbows on the couch so that I could watch her better really going to town on my cock. I lifted up her dress and admired her pretty black lacey knickers and felt her creamy skinned arse and thighs.
Several minutes of this passed by, and I was actually becoming a bit worried about the time as I didn’t see a clock anywhere. Alysha was doing such a lovely job gleaming my hard prick with her spit that I had lost some sense of the time passing. As Einstein said, time is relative, and it just seemed to me to be passing more quickly with my cock in the mouth of a pretty femme who looked young enough to still be a schoolgirl. (I'm sure this circumstance must be buried in the back of his General Theory paper somewhere.)
But with I was still worried about the time, and I thought I’d better try to come without too much more delay.
Her technique had changed a little and it was giving me the luscious sight of her full, wet, soft lips sucking lightly at my cock head, drawing on it repeatedly and making little smacking sounds with her lips while her soft young hand stroked me lightly up and down. Her tongue also probed out to touch my eye and lick at the pre-cum oozing out of it.
A minute of the extreme pleasure of this sight and feeling was about as much as I could take and I made some sound in my throat about coming. Young Alysha, hearing this, immediately went into a series of hot fully penetrating deep throats. But the change from what she had been doing actually held my orgasm back - surprisingly. She sensed this too, almost like telepathy, so she went back to running her soft hand, slick with her spit, up and down on me, while her incredibly soft lips and tongue begged at my wet cock head for the release of my cum into it.
I looked at her wet mouth and I could see it was imploring that I should come into it. It was what her pink wet mouth most wanted from me. I imagined the come blurting out to fill both her mouth and her desire, and that is when my orgasm train started to roll again.
“Ooh, I’m going to come in your mouth” I told her, and that was when horny young Alysha began deep throating me again, and about ten seconds later wad after wad began shooting out of my conscienceless older cock into her wet mouth, as I groaned at the feeling and sight. I was hard against the back of her throat, and she must have felt the hot liquid lubricating her tonsils.
She continued to suck to make sure she had every last drop, and then drew her mouth slowly up the whole shaft and released her mouth from my gleaming cock and looked into my eyes with a mischievous smile. She went to spit it out somewhere, but I stopped her and told her to open her mouth. Inside I could see a milky pool on her tongue and in her cheeks
The glimpse was a bit too brief however. Next time I’ll get her to play with it a bit!
She rinsed with some listerine and gave me a tingly listerine final suck, some more listerine, and then the sweet girl flung herself full length into my arms in her tight black party dress and lay half on top of me.
We chatted away as I enjoyed the sight of her young, young face so close to mine. Her nature was so sweet, and her smiling eyes so happy, that it gave rise to all kinds of memories and thoughts of my own youth. (as detailed in Alysha part 2, posted some time ago.) It was a gift she gave me that night, more than she realised. But that is the effect that innocence can have on we that are no longer either so young, and certainly no longer so innocent.
Most of his was wriiten soon after I saw her, and in revising it just now, I think I have written myself into going to Narwee to see her again. It is much closer to me than Artarmon, where this happened. I’ve been all fs lately, I think maybe time for a change.
Those lips are so juicy! And they are set in a heart shaped face so that she looks more like a Geisha than a Korean. The thought that those lips would happily suck my cock at just a moment’s notice was haunting my imagination.
I’m a fairly fit guy, but my cock isn’t as sensitive as it used to be, and so I have to move my 76kg frame around a lot in order to move my 300 gram cock around.
The mechanical logic of this is all screwed up, and having less sensitivity in my cock makes it even worse. So, as much as I love being up fanny, fs is still harder work for me than it used to be. And I get sweaty and hot really easily too, even in mild temperatures. I always have. Queensland would be the arsehole of the universe for me to live in (and Thailand? Ha! Forget it.) Do you know that SE QLD doesn’t get our blessed southerly changes? How completely uncivilised of it. It is llike the Ozarks as far as I an concerned.
Head jobs though are fine, no sweat - literally
So that is partly what led me to Style’s sweet 20 year Korean, Alysha.
In many years of punting, she is amongst the youngest girl whose mouth I have had my cock inside of. At my much older age, this adds a very horny psychological qualty to that experience. Just because you get older, it doesn’t mean that you become blind to succulent, sexually charged young girls in the very first bloom of their sexual power like Alysha is.
In her distinctive Asian cultural way Alysha was very attentive to me from beginning to end. She took my clothers off me and folded them neatly in a basket, and then helped me wash in the shower.
At the first feel of her soapy hand my cock rose up like an hydraulic lift. Meanwhile her left hand was paying far more attention to my arse crack than what mere duty would call for.
I dryed quickly and went over to the comfy counch in front of a huge mirror.
Alysha, in her tight black dress, began to kiss and suck my left nipple and work her way down my body slowly. Usually nipple work doesn’t do too much to me, but Alysha’s lips are like a ripe fruit, so soft and full, and they felt like being kissed by a cloud as she worked her way down to my smooth, shaven balls.
I reclined like a lazy lion on the couch and watched her pretty young face and smokey mascared eyes as she sucked on the hard cock of a lean waisted man, albeit much, much older. The dirty quality of my desire for this young girl was adding greatly to my enjoyment.
Styles call their girls bj technicians, and there is no doubt that Alysha, even at her young age, is a first class cock sucking techncian. I wondered how many lucky boyfriends she had practised on in the years since the first time she opened those luscious lips to receive her first cock. It made me wish I’d been one of them. Well, this time I was one of them, and with my entire six inches down her throat, I didn’t have to imagine what those boyfirends felt back then either.
Those lips in the photo had been giving me a mongrel all day, and now they were wrapped around my cock. Magic. A thought made real!
My lawless cock, without any conscience at all, was right up inside the hot mouth of a very young and pretty girl’s mouth. She is more than thirty years my junior. She is the kind of girl that I’d see at a 21st party and view them the way a lion does a gazelle. Looking at them just like Bill Clinton looked at his young intern Monica Lewinsky, even while he had his own Presidential Cock buried inside her mouth.
So the thought of Alysha’s youth was keeping me very hard, let alone her lashing tongue and suction. And with her regular deep throating, I could feel myself bumping into the back of her throat.
I leant down to smell the soft perfume of her shoulder length hair and then held her head and fucked her sweet mouth up and down on me for half a dozen times. Then I let the young, girly thing go back to serving me with her own very wet and enthusiastic mouth.
I pulled down her left dress and bra strap and cupped my hand inside on her bare titty. But her bra and dress was so tight I couldn’t get much access ot it, and no access at all to her other tit.
Alysha then reclined out my left leg up and put her elbows on the couch so that I could watch her better really going to town on my cock. I lifted up her dress and admired her pretty black lacey knickers and felt her creamy skinned arse and thighs.
Several minutes of this passed by, and I was actually becoming a bit worried about the time as I didn’t see a clock anywhere. Alysha was doing such a lovely job gleaming my hard prick with her spit that I had lost some sense of the time passing. As Einstein said, time is relative, and it just seemed to me to be passing more quickly with my cock in the mouth of a pretty femme who looked young enough to still be a schoolgirl. (I'm sure this circumstance must be buried in the back of his General Theory paper somewhere.)
But with I was still worried about the time, and I thought I’d better try to come without too much more delay.
Her technique had changed a little and it was giving me the luscious sight of her full, wet, soft lips sucking lightly at my cock head, drawing on it repeatedly and making little smacking sounds with her lips while her soft young hand stroked me lightly up and down. Her tongue also probed out to touch my eye and lick at the pre-cum oozing out of it.
A minute of the extreme pleasure of this sight and feeling was about as much as I could take and I made some sound in my throat about coming. Young Alysha, hearing this, immediately went into a series of hot fully penetrating deep throats. But the change from what she had been doing actually held my orgasm back - surprisingly. She sensed this too, almost like telepathy, so she went back to running her soft hand, slick with her spit, up and down on me, while her incredibly soft lips and tongue begged at my wet cock head for the release of my cum into it.
I looked at her wet mouth and I could see it was imploring that I should come into it. It was what her pink wet mouth most wanted from me. I imagined the come blurting out to fill both her mouth and her desire, and that is when my orgasm train started to roll again.
“Ooh, I’m going to come in your mouth” I told her, and that was when horny young Alysha began deep throating me again, and about ten seconds later wad after wad began shooting out of my conscienceless older cock into her wet mouth, as I groaned at the feeling and sight. I was hard against the back of her throat, and she must have felt the hot liquid lubricating her tonsils.
She continued to suck to make sure she had every last drop, and then drew her mouth slowly up the whole shaft and released her mouth from my gleaming cock and looked into my eyes with a mischievous smile. She went to spit it out somewhere, but I stopped her and told her to open her mouth. Inside I could see a milky pool on her tongue and in her cheeks
The glimpse was a bit too brief however. Next time I’ll get her to play with it a bit!
She rinsed with some listerine and gave me a tingly listerine final suck, some more listerine, and then the sweet girl flung herself full length into my arms in her tight black party dress and lay half on top of me.
We chatted away as I enjoyed the sight of her young, young face so close to mine. Her nature was so sweet, and her smiling eyes so happy, that it gave rise to all kinds of memories and thoughts of my own youth. (as detailed in Alysha part 2, posted some time ago.) It was a gift she gave me that night, more than she realised. But that is the effect that innocence can have on we that are no longer either so young, and certainly no longer so innocent.
Most of his was wriiten soon after I saw her, and in revising it just now, I think I have written myself into going to Narwee to see her again. It is much closer to me than Artarmon, where this happened. I’ve been all fs lately, I think maybe time for a change.