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Sandy Sandy When I walked into the bar, I didn't notice her at first. I sat
in a booth in a dark corner and ordered a drink from the waitress. The
waitress returned with my drink, and when I went to pay her for it, she said
it had already been taken care of by the blonde at the end of the bar. I
looked, and there was Sandy, sitting on a stool at the end of the bar. God,
she was gorgeous! Wearing a white blouse, short black skirt, and black fishnet
stockings, she sat with her legs crossed, and I could see far up her skirt.
She was, without a doubt, the best looking woman in the place. Sandy smiled at
me, and, as she walked over to my table, I couldn't help but notice her
nipples, erect against the soft white silk of her low cut blouse, and the slow
swaying of her breasts. She stood in front of me and asked if she could sit
with me. "Sure", I said, and she slid into the booth with me. She told me that
she was a receptionist in the hotel, and that she had just gotten off work a
few minutes before. She said I looked like the kind of man she'd like to spend
some time with, as she traced patterns on the inside of my thigh with her long
nails. As she stroked my leg, her firm, warm breast pressed against my arm
with urgency. Sandy looked me in the eyes, and said she had a room upstairs
and she'd like to take me there. She stood, took me by the hand, and led me
out of the bar to the elevator. Arm in arm, the warmth of her body and the
scent of her perfume were really getting to me! My cock was straining against
the front of my pants, my balls tight and full. After we got into the
elevator, our arms went around each other, and we kissed a long, wet, deep
kiss. Sandy's tongue probed gently into my mouth and dueled with mine. Her
mouth tasted of the strawberry daquiri she had been drinking earlier. We
lingered over the kiss, and Sandy was nibbling and pulling on my lower lip and
thrusting her hips against my hard tool when we arrived at her floor and the
door opened. If that door hadn't opened just then, we probably would have
fucked right there in the elevator, but a hotel room service waiter entered
the elevator, so we got out. We walked down the hall to Sandy's room, and she
opened the door. I sat on the couch, and Sandy went to the bar to mix us some
drinks. When she returned, we started kissing again. My hands traced the
outline of her nipples through the thin silk of the blouse, and I could feel
the lace of her flimsy bra. She leaned back, unbuttoned the blouse, arched her
shoulders, and slid it off. Her tits were clearly visible through the black
lace of the bra, and overflowed the top. About 1/2 of the aureolea of her
breasts was exposed. I cupped her breasts, and could feel their warmth and
weight. She shivered when my thumbs began caressing her taught nipples, and
her hand went to my crotch. Sandy firmly massaged my aching cock, and opened
my zipper. She reached inside, and freed my aching penis. Sandy asked me to
lay back on the couch and I did. She took off her bra and leaned over me,
brushing my eyes with her soft tits, and then unbuckled my pants and slid them
and my briefs down over my legs.
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After she got my pants off, she straddled my
chest with her lovely ass near my face, still clad in the black skirt and
stockings. She leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth, her lips gently
sliding up and down the shaft. As she did this, her crotch gradually moved
down to my face, heavy with perfume and musk. My eyes were closed, and I felt
something smooth, warm, and wet sliding across my face and lips. I opened my
eyes, and there, swinging slowly back and forth, was a big COCK! At first I
was a bit shocked, to say the least! I had heard stories of the "she-males" in
San Francisco, but had never dreamed I would meet one, and that she would be
such a beautiful woman! I was so overcome with passion from the actions of her
mouth and tongue on my cock that I decided to just let it happen. I reached up
and touched a cock other than my own for the first time. Funny, it felt much
like mine, but was much warmer! I could see that Sandy had shaved her entire
crotch, and her sack hung below her large dick. She was uncircumsized, and the
head of her cock was swelling up out of the foreskin, purple and moist. I
brushed it back and forth across my lips and could taste the slightly salty
taste of the drop of pre-cum hanging from the hole. It was delicious, and I
found myself wanting more, so I slipped it into my mouth. As we both suckled,
our hips were undulating. I could feel her breasts pressed against my stomach.
Sandy had the best of both worlds to offer me. Suddenly, she released me,
stood up, and peeled her skirt off. "I want to have your cock up my hot
asshole", she murmured as she reached for the jar of love oil on the coffee
table. She applied the love oil to her asshole, and her now hard cock swung
back and forth as she approached me. She got on her hands and knees on the
couch and reached behind herself to guide my hot cock into that waiting
cavern. Her ass was slippery with the scented love oil, and I held her hips as
my cockhead slid past the gripping muscles of her hole. Sandy let out a
contented sigh as the eight inches of my thick cock entered her. I leaned
forward and cradled her swaying breasts in my hands as I began slowly
thrusting my turgid manhood back and forth, my balls slapping against Sandy's
as I buried it to the hilt. We continued our movements, and one of my hands
moved down to encircle her rigid cock. I pulled the foreskin back and forth
across her cockhead, and massaged the shaft and head with some of the love
oil. Sandy arched back, so her back was against my chest, both of us on our
knees. She turned her head, and we were once again locked in our tongue
dueling. I began to feel like I was going to cum, and could feel Sandy's cock
twitching in my hand. The hot cum exploded from my balls and coursed up
through my cock, headed for its new home in Sandy's ass. At the same time,
Sandy started to come. I cupped my hand over her cockhead as the thick white
come began spurting out. As it did, I massaged it over her cockhead, shaft,
and balls. She was so slippery, and so warm, and the weight of her cock and
balls felt good in my hand.
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