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Lofty Nights
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This video begins with what seems like the Theme From The Donna Reed Show. Strange, and rather cute. Somehow it fits. Donna is upstairs while Alex Stone is downstairs. The camera moves the entire height of the loft from Alex to Donna, giving us a good idea what's going on. Donna is upstairs wishing dear Mr. Stone was there playing with her pink, Asian pussy. Yes, now it can be told. Donna Reed was Asian. Anyway, after a few sexy scenes of Donna playing with her pussy, Alex arrives upstairs where she sucks that big Doctor cock and Alex moves between her legs and licks that tight, pink, but all so wet pussy. They pussy fuck as Donna hangs onto the rafters, all kinds of way while the camera catches all the close-ups, and Alex cums into Donna's pretty face. So, there you have it. Romantic.
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| Even though I do like being single, I get the usually frustrations of being lonely and sexless, and apathetic to the whole cyber scene. Sex had become for me, the fastest act you can do, and the longest thing you cant get over. So, it wasn't worth it for me. Of course, there's the usual dildo and the vibrator, but I never really used them. So I'm left to my own devices in sating my exual needs. I do well with the fingers. You can do that anywhere, sitting in traffic, taking a shower, you name it. But the kinkiest sex material I use is my favorite chair. This chair is quite an antique. It's an English craft, upholstered with chintz design. But the arm rests are long and curved at the end. The length is about seven inches, and the knob it forms at the end has a diameter of about two inches. The chair fits exactly with my Asian height when I bend over. It serves me better than a dildo or a vibrator, because the wood pokes out and stays still. I would pull the coffee table, or an ottoman chair, buck my ass up, slide on the wood till my pussy gets all creamy and frothy, and then get it inside my hole. I rarely do this. This was my personal chair which I always parked at a dark corner that hardly catches the eye of a visitor. Needless to say, I love this chair. The time came and my lease was up, so I had to go through the pain in the ass of moving. I found an apartment quickly, and I got the moving people to haul the boxes and furniture into my new garage. While the house was empty except a few furniture, including my favorite chair, I had my work cut out for me to unload everything out of those boxes. I moved everything out of the old suite in one day, and I was dead dog tired. I expected the next day to be the same, since I wanted everything back to normal, so my work wouldn't be disrupted. The next morning, my garage door was open and I sat right on a box figuring out which box to open first. I heard the neighbor's garage open, and I turned to the man walking inside my garage to give me the usual "welcome to the neighborhood" greetings. I suddenly woke up from my miserable state at the sight of this neighbor. He was tall as I liked all my men to be. He had dark hair and eyes, and was just absolutely gorgeous. I found myself saying, "Wow, good looking guys still exist after all!" Fortune had it that this man lived right next to me. Unfortunately, the walls were thin. His bedroom was right next to mine, and that night I heard him jacking off. I put my ear against the wall and heard his "ohhhh...ohhhh...ugh....fuck", and I couldn't resist laughing. The days went by and I finally got all of my things exactly where I wanted them, and declared that I was officially fully moved in. And every night, I laid in bed listening to my neighbor stroking himself. I would always check if he had a woman, but I never heard any other voices other than his. This guy jerked off every night. Every time I saw him, he literally "took my breath away". I had a huge friendly smile on my face, as he did. Of course, I couldn't shake the image of him holding his huge thick cock, working on it, rubbing his balls, rolling his head, and shooting off cum on his bed. Whenever we finished our short chit chats, I always felt my underwear had gotten wet. It only took a few days, until visuals of him masturbating would pop inside my head, and I had to shake the images off. It wasn't funny anymore, whenever I heard his grunts and groans, my pussy full lips swelled up, and I had this desire to masturbate along with him. I suppose he got me really going that I arranged my furniture against the wall, where I can hear his sex noises every night. One evening, in the middle of the night, I heard him wake up and started moaning. I quickly took my underwear off, and massaged my slit real well. It didn't take too long for me to get all squelchy wet. He started really moaning hard, and I couldn't keep quiet any longer as I was really beating my pud hard with two fingers. I was breathing hard, with my legs spread wide open. My clitoris was stiff and sticking out, and I was working on my pussy real good. Cream was trickling down to my ass, which I rubbed everywhere. As I reached orgasm, my back crawled up against the wall and I banged my head as I moaned, "auuuuugh...god, I'm cumming." I passed out on my bed, as I wiped my cum with the sheets. I gasped upon realizing that my neighbor had suddenly become quiet. I tried to avoid running into him since that evening. But he seemed to be more everywhere. When I stepped on my deck, there he was on his. When I opened my door at 8:30 to head to work, he happened to be opening his, too. I felt a small humiliated getting caught, but then I figured, he was, after all, the addicted masturbator. So, I eased back into his presence. One Saturday, I bought a bookshelf that weighed 150 lbs. I couldn't carry that up the stairs, I knew. But I named a few other neighbors who were nice enough to offer to help, if I asked. But as dawn came, I couldn't catch a neighbor. I heard the television on next door. I swore my intention was not to seduce him, but only that I was obsessed on getting the book shelf up. I knocked on his door and he came out wearing a plain white shirt and denims. He looked delighted to see me, and I told him I needed his help. We went down to my garage, carried it up to my apartment. "I hate this build-it-yourself furniture," I said. "Actually, I'm quite good at that," he told me. So, we opened the box, took the wood parts out and in about 45 minutes, got my bookshelf together. I was very thankful to him. There was an awkward moment there for a while, was just too quiet. He said he had to go, so I thanked him and led him to the door. But then, he stopped, and asked, "Are you sure you don't need anything else done?" "Nah, you've been a good neighbor." I shrugged, "but Ill let you know." As soon as he left, I studied my living room to check if everything was where it was a kind suppose to be. I was very satisfied. I loved my new apartment. I planned on watching DVDs, but after I took a shower. When I went to my bedroom to get my night clothes of cotton underwear and cotton tank top, I thought I heard my neighbor whacking again. I stopped and didn't move, waiting for a sound. I didn't hear anymore sounds from his room. I felt myself getting turned on again, now even without him masturbating. I took a shower real quick, playing with my pussy by lathering it up with soap. Soap mixing with my slippery juice. I wanted to lay on the tub, open my legs apart and let warm water run through my pussy full lips and finger, but I knocked the idea off. When I got out of the shower, I went straight to my living room. I pulled my chair next to the coffee table. I took some KY Jelly out, and rubbed it on the arm rest. I pulled my underwear down. With the wood lubed, I opened wide my pussy full lips and started sliding my pussy on it. I kept sliding, till I knew I was gushing wet. The wood got hot and frothy, while I rubbed my clit. Since I was in the living room, I was bold enough to make all the noises I needed. Soon, I was ready to shove my hole on the wood. I moaned like a in pain as it has been a while since I was able to take the knobbish part of the wood. But it filled me up, breaking my box. I went on to push myself, impaling myself on that stiff wood, until I got comfortable, and started sliding my pussy in and out, in and out. My eyes were half closed with this ecstasy, but when I was near orgasm, my masturbating went into a halt, as I saw my neighbor's outline on my half-open blinds. When he saw that I had seen him, he knocked on the door. My heart started beating, as I slid out of the arm rest. I opened the door, and noticed his erection right away. it was a kind standing rock hard up, against his belly. He took my hand and led me back to my chair. I sat on the chair with my legs spread a little, and he rubbed my pot and smiled a small to see how wet and puffed my full lips were. He gestured for me to stand up, until my twat was on top of the wood again. He stepped back, and I leaned forward towards him, and I turned to look at the wood. He opened my ass wide, poked a finger inside my pussy, and led my pussy back onto the wood. "Slide for me, baby. You're such a horny whore, after all," he said. I moaned like a loud, and did as I was told. My pussy grinded on the wood. He was right in front of me, helping me balance myself. He unzipped his denims, and his cock popped right out in front of my face. He held his cock and started rubbing it on my next and face. it was a kind solid rock hard. "Wanna suck it, babe? Look how large it is, you like that?" he asked. I nodded my head. He started rubbing his cock until precum oozed. He took it to my lips, and I flicked my tongue on his cock hole to get as much as I can. In doing so, I stopped moving on the wood, "No, keep sliding, I want that pussy working," he told me. He bundled up my long hair and pulled it back, tilted my head, so that his cock was right on my lips. He rolled his head around my burning lips, "open your mouth." I opened my mouth, and he slowly penetrated my mouth. I stopped sliding on the wood for a moment, as I ravished that pole. I licked around the head, rolling it on my lips, smacking at the head. Then I ran my tongue around his cock, and started sucking on the veiny part underneath that strong shaft. I massaged his balls as I got his cock all comfortable against the roof of my mouth. "Yeah, rub my nuts, rub it. I got a huge load for you, and its rising to my cock. You gonna swallow?" he moaned, his voice in full control. I nodded my head. I started rocking myself on the wood again. I was getting really wild with that thick cock inside my mouth. I started wiggling about the wood, and moving round and round, while he was massaging my asshole, my cunt. The wood was covered with pussy nectar, and he would scoop it up and spread it on his long cock for me to suck. I started to cum, my legs were about to buckle, and I tried to scream, but since his cock was getting sucked dry, I could only muffle. But he saw my cum drizzle, dripping from the wood, down to the carpet and my thighs. "Ahhh...fuck, yeah, ohhhh....your pussy cums really good. I'm gonna cum good for you too, you dirty fucking bitch, you gonna swallow." I nodded my head eagerly. He started reaming my mouth with his cock. He fucked me hard on the mouth till I almost gagged. His face looked gorgeous as he precum oozed, and I was lapping it up. I was sucking so hard, my jaw had started to hurt. "Feel that wood inside your pussy, baby. And I got my head right inside your mouth, feel it throbbing?" I breathed as I sensed the pulsating head. He stopped pumping, "you feel that?" I nodded, as I looked up at him. He then started thrusting really fast, I couldn't keep up with the frenzied rhythm. He started shooting his load, and I gulped as fast as I could. I must've gulped three squirts of spunk, and all the while sucking more to his sexy grunts. My pussy had gotten sore from fucking the chair. I slid out of it right away and dropped on my couch. He got on top of me right away, and his face was on mine. He looked so divine. He stared at my face, wiping some of his cum from my cheeks and spreading them on my half-open mouth. |