This is a write up I wrote for a distaff friend about a year ago. Let me know what you think



It was a warmly Saturday night in Devon. The sky was straighten out and the stars were shinning brightly. Becky decided that she was going to go to bed without her hot water bottleful for the night. Becky was a 30 year old girl, who enjoyed animation. She was a brunette with Green middle, she stood about 5 ft 3 in tall. She had a wonderful font and smile. Her organic structure was divine and most men wished they were able to be with her. As she got into her room she followed her common turn of locking the door and opening the windowpane. She loved to take heed the animals of the Night as she lay in bed. As it was a warm nighttime Becky decided to sleep with just a t shirt on. All that was between John and her desirable body was a thin canvas and a shirt.

Meanwhile whoremonger was making his way to Devon on a holiday. John was 34 and lived in London, but was travelling to Devon to get away from the tension of day-by-day life sentence. He had been speaking to Becky regularly over the last few weeks and thought that he would hold back by to say hello on his trip. As he followed the sat nav he noticed that he was passing through the settlement that Becky lived in so he decided that he would get hold her firm to make the sojourn the future day a little well-to-do. john remembered that Becky mentioned she lived in the back of the house. As he approached the house he parked up and studied the house. Trying to think back the location for the next day. For some alien reason John decided to leave the car and wander round the dry land of the theater. As he got to the back of the sign of the zodiac he looked up and saw an open window.
'' That 's Becky 's '' he said to himself.
Underneath her windowpane he noticed a trellis for the plant life lead all the way to her window. In a minute of madness ( Or was it ) he decided to climb the the trellis and peek through her window. As he reached her window his centre slowly adjusted to the lighting in the way and focused on Becky asleep in the bed. Saint John the Apostle climbed through the window and rested against it for a while watching Becky while she slept. He had never met her in person and was becoming aroused just by seeing her. He soon realised that the arousal was being in her way without her cognition or permit. John slowly moved over to the side of Becky 's bed, he was so close to her he could hear her intimation and smell her scent.

As he sat there watching her nap he realised that her picture did not do her justice. She was beautiful, with her long hair and her cute button nose. John could feel his heart beating fast as he watched her knowing that he could be caught at any fourth dimension. He became quite daring all of a sudden and decided to see how far down her eubstance he could rend the duvet. He slowly and quietly grabbed hold of the duvet by her head and pulled it down her body. He got the continental quilt as far as her waist when Becky suddenly moved and her arm went from her thigh and touched him on his arm. John froze in his position, arm still holding the duvet. When he realised that she was not yet awake he boldly continued. He managed to get the duvet all the way to her feet where he left the duvet. He now had a concluded view of her torso. Becky was wearing only a shirt. Her legs were in broad eyeshot and the shirt covered the eternal rest of her trunk. He was a bit peeved that the shirt covered her pussy as this was one of the things he wished to unveil from removing the duvet. He noticed something between her leg that looked abnormal. On closer inspection he could see it was something furry which intrigued him. Having completely lost all inhibitions from his daring acts he decided to look into. Checking she was still fully asleep, he placed his hired man under her shirt and touched what was hidden beneath. What he found shocked him. His hand felt the objective and it was furry but very warm up, upon further tactual sensation he realised it was a hot pee bottleful but it was well up between her legs and her leg were holding it quite tightly in position. Trying not to extend to her skin even though this was the one matter he wanted to do he try ed to murder the bottle from between her pegleg. He knew that the present moment he touched her she would wake up and his shifty act would be discovered. Thomas More than anything he wanted to see her pussy. John had fantasied about her kitty-cat since they first started talking and he had become obsessed with seeing it. After a lot of indorse and forward motility he managed to let go of the bottle from her grasp. As he pulled it away from her body he wondered why she had it between her legs. on promote review the solvent became unmistakable. He could see there was matted fur on the bottle at the end she had closest to her cunt. He realised that she had obviously used it to rub herself while she was in bed.
'' Dirty kick '' He thought to himself.
Suddenly john began to finger his blue jean tighten around his genitals. He was getting very turned on by the thought of Becky pleasuring herself to sleep with a tender hot body of water bottle. He had uncovered one of her personal secrets.

john Sat down by the side of the bed holding the bottle in both hands, wondering how to continue with his roundabout act. As he sniffed the bottle to try and discover her confidant feel he thought to himself
'' Is it rape '' ?
'' She did say that she wanted him in their conversation ''
'' Surely that makes it consensual ''
'' No because she has not given permission ''

As St. John the Apostle struggled with his inner upheaval of sheer want for the charwoman and his conscious his ever growing and pulsing dick was betraying him at every sentiment. He had decided on what he was going to do. No topic what he was going to have sex this woman where she lay with or without her permission.

He sat up and looked back at Becky sleeping in font of him. She looked so passive and beautiful.
'' I have to draw her want it '' he thought to himself.

Then the musical theme struck him he had seen in smut films with dissemble stories, but now he could do it for actual. He leaned over her and as quietly and as softly as he could he started to unbutton her shirt. As he got to the survive button he opened the shirt up to reveal her completely au naturel physical structure. She had the adult tits he had ever seen which begged him to take in them. Now John was not a man that liked big titty but these had a certain draw to him. As he drank in her beauty he had to exhaust the pounding pain in his pants before he did himself an injury. He had never known his dick to be so laborious this was probably down to the fact he was doing something he should n't. He undid his jean as quietly as possible and removed them. Once they were gone he took off his gasp and T-shirt. He was standing at the position of Becky 's bed totally naked sporting a raging hard on. He stroked his dick as he watched Becky laying naked on the bed sleeping.

John took a cryptical breathe and walked round to the foot of her bed, then he slowly and quietly crawled onto the bed and knelt watching her rest. He slowly leaned forward so he was eventually laying down between her branch, he softly opened her legs trying not to awaken her up. Once her ramification were bedspread he had a perfect view of her sexy completely shaved puss. He could not admit his optic off her lovely pussy. Eventually He decided it was clip to see how far he could get. He moved his head closer to her kitty-cat and softly breathed on her. After a few breathes he extended his spit and softly licked he slit. As his clapper touched the hood of her clit Becky let out a slight moan.This just encouraged him more, so he continued to work out her clit more. With every lick her groan got a little louder until He could not see to it himself any more. He gently climbed up her soundbox until he was laying on top of her but not touching her physical structure. He looked down and her tits. He was still astounded by them, We wanted to do so many things to this sexy woman.

'' Its now or never '' he thought.

Then he leaned forward and kissed Becky on the rim. Becky did not ignite up but moved slightly. He kissed her again good on the lips, Becky responded this time but she was still not wake up. She kissed back. Slightly opening her mouth.

'' I think she is dreaming what is really happening '' John thought
'' This is dumbfound ''

He slowly slid his lingua into her mouth, she started to respond with hers. She was slowly waking up to this gratifying but unconventional Nox. He decided that he needed to fathom her before she woke up fully and realised what was happening.

Still kissing her he moved his hand down and grabbed hold of his throbbing dick. He positioned his prick against he pussy sass, they felt so soft against his cock. He slowly pushed his dick into her pussy, she was so wet from him licking her earlier. As his dick slid into her eyes opened fully and a moan escaped her lips.

'' Who, uuurrrggggghhh '' she moaned
'' ssssshhhhh and enjoy '' John replied.

John Lackland thrust his dick hard into Becky 's pussy, Becky closed her eyes and put her blazon around him. She started thrusting up against him as he drove his intemperate dick oceanic abyss into her eager twat. As his thrust got harder her moans got deeper she was gripping her fingers into his back as he thrust into her. Becky was moaning into his ear.

'' Oh yes, yes get it on me whoever you are ''

John Lackland started to pick Becky 's ear lobe as he fucked her. She was thrusting up against him with all her might and moaning like a woman possessed.

'' seed for me baby '' John whispered

'' uuuurrrggggghhhh Oh my god '' Becky moaned.

With that He decided to try a different position. He grabbed postponement of her branch and put the on his articulatio humeri either side of his head. Then he slid his dick back into her wet cunt. As he slid into her he leaned forward so that he was back laying on top of her. This perspective opened her cunt even more so he slid his dick further into her pussycat. John was now deep inside Becky and her eyes nearly popped out of her head.

'' Oh my god, that 's so deep, that 's so uuuurrrrgggghhhh fucking horny '' Becky moaned

'' yes yes yes ''

John began to pump hard into Becky 's pussy, his balls were slapping against her arse cheek as he pounded into her.

'' Oh yeah, fuck me, eff my pussy.

He continued to hurtle deep into Becky, when all of a sudden Becky let out a deep moan. He felt her slit clamp tight around his dick and her arm tightened around his body. He continued to hurl into her kitty-cat as her orgasm hit her. He kissed her on the lips and whispered in her ear `` I 'm Gunna cum ''

'' Oh yes, cum inside me pls, I want to feel you come inside me.

With that St. John the Apostle could not ascertain himself any longer and buried his peter deep inside Becky and filled her eagre pussy with his cum.

After their orgasms had subsided They lay in each others arms breathing heavily and John looked into her eyes

'' I 'm whoremonger '' he said..