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Doing a Good Turn
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Doing a Good Turn
She was on the grass alongside the parkway with her hood up,
the universal signal for a car in distress. I had no ulterior
motive when i pulled over to help her; in fact, I didn't even
know it was a woman driver. But I'm mechanically adept and
though i could perhaps help a fellow motorist.
It turned out to be just a flat and I quickly put on her
spare. She was grateful. She was also very beautiful with
long, blonde hair, green eyes. her breasts swelled full under
her shirt and her cushy read rode firm, tight, and high. Her
name was Carla.
I don't know if she was acting out of gratitude or horniness,
but when I asked her if she would go out with me, after I
found out we lived near each other, she said yes, and how
about the same evening.
If getting her to agree to a date was easy, getting her to
bed was even easier. When i kissed her, back at her place
after dinner, she met my kiss with fervor, her tongue
thrusting into my surprised mouth immediately. My lips parted
to admit her probing tongue and it swirled around in my mouth,
becoming intimately familiar with every corner of my receptive
oral cavern.
Turnabout is fair play, my tongue pushed hers back into her
mouth and followed it in, making motions in intimidation of
what my dick wanted to do to her cunny. I followed this up
with a little breast exploration, my hands seeking her supple
breasts flesh and manipulating her tender nipples. They
firmed up to proud little bullets under my knowing maneuvers.
I removed all her clothing from her sensuous body then
removed my own. "Let's go inside," she said eagerly, and I
followed her into the bedroom leaving our clothes on the sofa.
Devouring her body with my eyes, I proceeded to devour it
next with my mouth, licking her gleaming nipples until her
ass lifted off the bed in heat.
Carla was ready, lying spread-legged on the bed, her knees
drawn up invitingly, droplets of cunny-dew glistened on her
cunny hairs. I got between her legs and positioned my dick at
the entrance to her cunny. One thrust drove it in balls-deep;
she was very wet and ready for me.
As I plunged to her juicy depths, I felt her walls constrict
around me even tighter. Then, as I plunged in and out again,
Carla rhythmically contracted her walls, clenching me in an
erotic grip that fanned the fires blazing in my balls.
As I pounded in and out of her, her ass bounced heartily on
the bed. i felt her breasts rubbing against my chest, her
sensitive nipples brushing against me seductively. She drew
my head down and planted a sloppy kiss on my lips.
Withdrawing after the kiss was over. I breathed deeply and
licked her delicate ear in an eager exploration.
I was getting near climax and wanted her to come first. "Are
you close?" I asked her. She nodded her head almost
violently, so instead of slowing down I speeded up, plunging
myself into her cunny with repeated fast and hard strokes.
Carla began to groan in a rising spiral. as her voice got
louder and louder and more high pitched, her breath came in
short pants. Then, just as my balls lurched, contracted, and
a powered out a wad of hot sauce, her body stiffened into
marble-like rigidity and she raked my back with her
fingernails.
We collapsed together spent. Carla was sure one hot number. I
found myself thinking ahead, hoping she'd let me fuck her
again. And all because I'd stopped to help a stranded fellow
driver. When they taught us in Boy Scouts to do a good deed
every day, they never told us what the rewards would be!
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