Sometimes I just get this naughty streak
There is situational naughty, when I am just living life and something pops up, and mmmm, naughty fun. Then there are those times when I get like this really naughty streak and I set out to be naughty. Like I plan it and I make it into reality.
Once upon a time our fair haired princess was in Florida. Ok, well actually it was in January before classes started back up, and I am not even close to a Princess, but the story does involve slippers (well heels) so it made me think of a fairy tale. I guess a fairy tale without the happy love ending, so maybe not a fairy tale at all. Anyway, I was in Florida, after spending some time in AZ visiting friends. While in AZ I had gone shopping and found this killer dress. It felt like it was made for my body specifically, like a tailor had made it or a design house or something. I guess that is my way of saying it was very form fitting, and I knew it was going to get me the attention that I seek and crave (yes, in case you didn't know I have a bit of an attention whore streak too). What I didn't have was a pair of heels to go with it, and no room in my bag to add some. But, I was dying to wear the dress when my gf and i were going out in FL (god i miss the days of super crowded bars/clubs).
Maybe it was the day drinking, maybe it was just orneriness, but all of a sudden I was like, "OMG I want to fuck with an asshole." She just looked at me like I had lost my mind. She started laughing and said, "you want to use a strap-on on me?" "No, I said fuck WITH, like mess with. I mean if I need to fuck him that's ok, I don't care, but I want to screw with a guy who thinks he is all the shit and all but isn't." "Let's go shopping, I need heels." Like I said, no room for heels to go home with me, so I decided to get some cheap lousy heels that I didn't care about making it home with. Kohl's Madden Girl did the trick. Cheap, and any woman would know that, but most men in a bar wouldn't be able to tell. They would just see my toes and be happy, lol. And then go back to staring at my ass or my tits falling out of my new dress.
It took about an hour in the second bar to find the right guy. Cocky, loud, over exaggerated motions. A few minutes of talking and I could tell he was the one. He was bragging and full of himself and his two friends were way hotter, just the truth. Oh yeah, and he was wearing a ring...and my plan crystallized in my mind. I flirted and complemented him and pumped his ego up. I brushed against him and sat on his lap and rubbed his arm and all the little things as we drank. He kept repeating that his wife was out of town, it was like he really wanted me to know that. Lol. So finally I smiled at my gf and said, "I think the two of us are about to leave, and I am going to get see if this stud can back up his wild talk." His eyes just lit up and we bounced.
I am just going to be brutally honest for a minute here guys. I gave him the fuck of his life, of two lifetimes. I mean I am generally a fantastic fuck ( and I have long list of references for that claim!). But I was so into what I had planned. When we got his house i went into his bathroom and found some of his wife's perfume because i wanted to associate her smell to my pussy, to the fuck i was about to give him. I kept talking him up, smiling, let him unzip my dress. I shimmied down to my knees and pulled his cock out, never breaking eye contact, and then I went to work. I mean I went to work. Eyes on him the whole time. I kissed and licked up and down his shaft, I smiled as it disappeared all the way into my throat. I got my face deep down under on his balls. Guys I know how to give a clean neat blow job, but this was not that. I was letting the drool drip out of my mouth. His cock and balls were soaked. It was all over my chest and thighs. I was making it so messy, like it was the hottest cock I had ever sucked. I made sure it was making loud gulking sounds as it went deep n and out of the back of my throat. I kept stopping when he would get close. Making sure it was long and memorable. "mmmm baby you want to finish in my mouth, or is it time to get you deep inside me?"
He chose deep inside me, and I crawled up on top of him and started doing little circles, then some up and down. I put one hand down on his chest, and one up in my hair and just started telling him how sexy he was, how amazing his dick felt up inside my little body. Telling him he was swelling so big. And I thought the neighbors would come over when he let loose. OMG he was loud, Lol. He just kept convulsing as he shot deep inside me. I never stopped moving on him, just kept going as he came, then I collapsed on his chest and started kissing him again. Like those long slow deep kissed that are meant to get a man hard again. His cock was still inside me, soft and barely in but it was. I started moving again, up and down as he was growing, up and down on his cock as i leaned over him, his hands squeezing my tits like he had never had tits before. I was still on top of him when explosion number two flooded my inner walls. By round three I had gotten on to my back to show him how flexible I am and how far back he can push my legs. Round three popped into my super soaked pussy while i was kissing my leg I was holding down by my ears. I got cumshot number four in my ass, doggie style, trying to make him believe it was the best thing i had ever felt. He said his wife didn't let him in her ass so I just kept talking about it while he pumped my little asshole. It was after 2 by this point and I he fell asleep with my head on his chest and my hand on his nuts..... but I didn't. I rolled over and grabbed my phone and ordered an Uber, waited till it got close, slipped out of bed, grabbed my dress, used the bathroom, and slid my heels under his wife's side of the bed. Put my dress on by the front door and slipped out to meet my Uber barefoot.
That's right boys. that is called giving a married man the fuck of his life literally, in two ways. He will never ever ever forget fucking me. That night will always be his best ever. I made sure of that. But I also fucked that cocky cheating asshole. His wife will at some point find my heels under her side of the bed. They weren't where he could see them if he made the bed. And no guy ever looks under the bed. But we do. And at some point she will find a cheap pair of heels that are not in her size (i looked in her closet) that some skank left after fucking her husband. And then, he is fucked. Again. Lol. And that is my naughty streak. he deserved it. He bragged about being with other women while we were in the bar. If he had been a nice guy I never would have done that. He was cocky and arrogant and well, I had a pair of heels I couldn't fly home with anyway.
I'm not like that normally, but I think I well, I'm not going to psycho analyze myself. Whatever, call me crazy if you want to. But I still giggle thinking about it.
Kisses,
Meg
Once upon a time our fair haired princess was in Florida. Ok, well actually it was in January before classes started back up, and I am not even close to a Princess, but the story does involve slippers (well heels) so it made me think of a fairy tale. I guess a fairy tale without the happy love ending, so maybe not a fairy tale at all. Anyway, I was in Florida, after spending some time in AZ visiting friends. While in AZ I had gone shopping and found this killer dress. It felt like it was made for my body specifically, like a tailor had made it or a design house or something. I guess that is my way of saying it was very form fitting, and I knew it was going to get me the attention that I seek and crave (yes, in case you didn't know I have a bit of an attention whore streak too). What I didn't have was a pair of heels to go with it, and no room in my bag to add some. But, I was dying to wear the dress when my gf and i were going out in FL (god i miss the days of super crowded bars/clubs).
Maybe it was the day drinking, maybe it was just orneriness, but all of a sudden I was like, "OMG I want to fuck with an asshole." She just looked at me like I had lost my mind. She started laughing and said, "you want to use a strap-on on me?" "No, I said fuck WITH, like mess with. I mean if I need to fuck him that's ok, I don't care, but I want to screw with a guy who thinks he is all the shit and all but isn't." "Let's go shopping, I need heels." Like I said, no room for heels to go home with me, so I decided to get some cheap lousy heels that I didn't care about making it home with. Kohl's Madden Girl did the trick. Cheap, and any woman would know that, but most men in a bar wouldn't be able to tell. They would just see my toes and be happy, lol. And then go back to staring at my ass or my tits falling out of my new dress.
It took about an hour in the second bar to find the right guy. Cocky, loud, over exaggerated motions. A few minutes of talking and I could tell he was the one. He was bragging and full of himself and his two friends were way hotter, just the truth. Oh yeah, and he was wearing a ring...and my plan crystallized in my mind. I flirted and complemented him and pumped his ego up. I brushed against him and sat on his lap and rubbed his arm and all the little things as we drank. He kept repeating that his wife was out of town, it was like he really wanted me to know that. Lol. So finally I smiled at my gf and said, "I think the two of us are about to leave, and I am going to get see if this stud can back up his wild talk." His eyes just lit up and we bounced.
I am just going to be brutally honest for a minute here guys. I gave him the fuck of his life, of two lifetimes. I mean I am generally a fantastic fuck ( and I have long list of references for that claim!). But I was so into what I had planned. When we got his house i went into his bathroom and found some of his wife's perfume because i wanted to associate her smell to my pussy, to the fuck i was about to give him. I kept talking him up, smiling, let him unzip my dress. I shimmied down to my knees and pulled his cock out, never breaking eye contact, and then I went to work. I mean I went to work. Eyes on him the whole time. I kissed and licked up and down his shaft, I smiled as it disappeared all the way into my throat. I got my face deep down under on his balls. Guys I know how to give a clean neat blow job, but this was not that. I was letting the drool drip out of my mouth. His cock and balls were soaked. It was all over my chest and thighs. I was making it so messy, like it was the hottest cock I had ever sucked. I made sure it was making loud gulking sounds as it went deep n and out of the back of my throat. I kept stopping when he would get close. Making sure it was long and memorable. "mmmm baby you want to finish in my mouth, or is it time to get you deep inside me?"
He chose deep inside me, and I crawled up on top of him and started doing little circles, then some up and down. I put one hand down on his chest, and one up in my hair and just started telling him how sexy he was, how amazing his dick felt up inside my little body. Telling him he was swelling so big. And I thought the neighbors would come over when he let loose. OMG he was loud, Lol. He just kept convulsing as he shot deep inside me. I never stopped moving on him, just kept going as he came, then I collapsed on his chest and started kissing him again. Like those long slow deep kissed that are meant to get a man hard again. His cock was still inside me, soft and barely in but it was. I started moving again, up and down as he was growing, up and down on his cock as i leaned over him, his hands squeezing my tits like he had never had tits before. I was still on top of him when explosion number two flooded my inner walls. By round three I had gotten on to my back to show him how flexible I am and how far back he can push my legs. Round three popped into my super soaked pussy while i was kissing my leg I was holding down by my ears. I got cumshot number four in my ass, doggie style, trying to make him believe it was the best thing i had ever felt. He said his wife didn't let him in her ass so I just kept talking about it while he pumped my little asshole. It was after 2 by this point and I he fell asleep with my head on his chest and my hand on his nuts..... but I didn't. I rolled over and grabbed my phone and ordered an Uber, waited till it got close, slipped out of bed, grabbed my dress, used the bathroom, and slid my heels under his wife's side of the bed. Put my dress on by the front door and slipped out to meet my Uber barefoot.
That's right boys. that is called giving a married man the fuck of his life literally, in two ways. He will never ever ever forget fucking me. That night will always be his best ever. I made sure of that. But I also fucked that cocky cheating asshole. His wife will at some point find my heels under her side of the bed. They weren't where he could see them if he made the bed. And no guy ever looks under the bed. But we do. And at some point she will find a cheap pair of heels that are not in her size (i looked in her closet) that some skank left after fucking her husband. And then, he is fucked. Again. Lol. And that is my naughty streak. he deserved it. He bragged about being with other women while we were in the bar. If he had been a nice guy I never would have done that. He was cocky and arrogant and well, I had a pair of heels I couldn't fly home with anyway.
I'm not like that normally, but I think I well, I'm not going to psycho analyze myself. Whatever, call me crazy if you want to. But I still giggle thinking about it.
Kisses,
Meg
4 years ago
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