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Fill Her Up [MMF, very slutty]
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downloaded it, but it's certainly a sexy little story and I hope you
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FILL HER UP from Loveline
by
"ANNE CAPOLA"
I can't help it! I'm a sex-freak when it comes to kinky fucking. I love to
have lots of different cocks and cunts in different places. It's a hobby and
I'm quite proficient at getting what I want, when I want it.
Tonight I wanted some hot young cock and I really wasn't interested in dealing
with the bullshit singles scene. I put on my cum-and fuck-me whore threads and
hit the local gas station. That's right, some of the hottest scenes with kinky
young dudes I've ever had have been in gas stations. Maybe that's why they
call them filling stations?
I spent a good two hours primping and preparing myself for the ordeal to come.
A sensually-scented hot oil bath followed by a quick session with my chrome
plated dildo got the juices flowing and the nipples hard: lets just say it put
me in the right frame of mind! Next came the wardrobe: the "special" attire
for special occasions like these.
"Hmmm..should I wear this bra? Nah, nothing can hold back these massive 38
DD's tonight. Maybe just the sheer red lace halter so all the boys can
appreciate what's waiting for them underneath"
Of course along with the top comes the mandatory black fishnet stockings,
purple garter belt, split crotch panties for easy access to my cunt and the
three inch spiked heels. A swish of blood red lipstick to match the nail
polish, a splash of cheap perfume, and this is one hot cunt ready to get her
snatch filled.
I cruised about town in the convertible driving from station to station
searching for the right time and place. I was looking for one with one or two
attendants, preferably young Black studs wood just love to take a piece of my
soft wet pussy. I finally found the perfect place. Just in time: my cunt was
dripping wet from the anticipation. I pulled my car in and called one of the
guys over.
In the yellowish glow I could read his name off his green shirt, Tyrone. We
began to rap casually while he filled up the car. He told me that he and his
cousin Tony had been working in this station for most of the summer and he'd
never seen anyone as beautiful as me. I could tell he was being honest, the
bulging mass of cock in his pants gave him away. He tried to conceal his
engorged member but it was too late.
After he finished filling the tank I paid him and asked him for directions to
some bogus party I was allegedly "dressed up" for. He tried, oh how he tried
to keep his mind straight and tell me how to get there. He forged on while I
lit my cigarette and cast a sultry glance at his huge prick. He even fought
temptation as I hiked my miniskirt up to reveal my garters. But when I began
to brush my thumb against my clearly hardened nipples, he surrendered.
"Do you know anyone who'd like to fuck my wet hot pussy?", I asked him.
With that, Tyrone lunged through the open driver's window and grabbed both of
my tits with his powerful hands. My cunt quivered. I opened my mouth wide and
trapped his tongue with a deep sensual kiss.
He wanted my cunt right then and there but I suggested that we'd be more
comfortable in the garage. Reluctantly he agreed. I parked the car alongside
the garage and sauntered on in. I was met there by Tyrone and his cousin Tony.
Without a word, Tyrone took me by the back of my head and forced my mouth down
on his huge, uncircumcised cockmeat. He shoved his dick deep within my throat,
thrusting away with all his might. I gently took his balls in my hand and
milked them gently while eating his dick as fast as I could.
Tony came up behind me and slapped my ass hard. I jumped, nearly biting
Tyrone's dick! Tony put three fingers up inside of my dripping cunt, then he
lubricated his meat whistle with my juices. He shoved the full length of his
glistening shaft deep within my shit-hole, fucking. me like a madman; pumping
and humping my ass while Tyrone continued to feed me his sweet black sausage.
The waves of pleasure alternated with the pain. My tits were hanging outside
of the halter now and shaking so violently I was afraid they'd fall off my
chest. Suddenly, Tyrone began to shoot thick hot spurts of cum deep inside my
throat. To my astonishment, he pulled his meat out of my mouth and shot his
cream all over my face. My makeup was running making me look like some
freakish whore-clown. I began to writhe as my cunthole contracted in time to
Tony's incessant pumping.
"Make the fucking whore drink it!", yelled Tyrone.
Tony pulled his dick out of me and spun me around, just in time to shoot
another mouthful of the hot jism. I opened my mouth wide and drank the fuck-
fluid greedily. He thanked me with another hard slap, this time across my cum-
drenched face.
I didn't bother to cleanup, I just ran for the garage and got into my car, with
my tits exposed, (much to the surprise of some lady filling her car). I drove
off a couple of blocks and parked in a desolate street where I finger-fucked
myself till I came again; my needs satisfied...until the next time that is.
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