Hi, my public figure is Sinnndy. Some of you have read chronicle about my sexcapades, but I haven't told you information about myself. I am 18 years old, 5-3 just under 100 Egyptian pound, 34B-24-34, shoulder duration brown pilus, and I have been told I am very attractive and that I have a great ass.

Don't let the fact that I'm only 18 let you think I'm inexperienced, because that's just not true. I have probably tried more dissimilar and kinky affair than even my female parent has. I was born and grew up in a northern suburb of Chicago. I love it here, and programme to never get out.

I have great parents, I love them both, and I have a great brother, 5 years old than me. He lives in Chicago. We were brought up in a naturist household, when no one else was around ; we would take the air around the household naked, that's why I am not ashamed of my consistence. the States is way too edgy about nudity. During the summertime, I lay out in my backyard nude. I know the neighborhood boy, and men, do it me.

I was hooked on sex. I wanted to try everything. I really liked older son ; they were much adept than guys my age were were, so usually my brothers admirer would take care of my needs.

I had probably had sex with over 25 guys, most of them were at least 5 year older, but some were in their 40's. I started hanging out in a bar where a lot of lawyers, doctors and other professional went. When I decided to dress up, I looked old enough to be in a bar. I would go there with my cousin-german, since I was 18, one of them got me a fake ID, just in case, and it looked just like me.

On occasion, I would establish escort with some of the men there. Guys like that know how to take care of women, They take us to nice restaurants, and wine and dine us. While mostly not as industrious as younger guys in bed, they know how to please women.

One night, a very good-looking man came up to our tabular array, and started talking to us. His name was Michael ; he was about 45, brown hair, with gray-headed synagogue, very full looking, and a Doctor of the Church. I was there with two of my female cousins, but he seemed to pay more attention to me. We talked about a motley of subjects, from his moving in, to what we did for a animation. I had to lie, and said I was going to college, studying byplay. What really piqued his interest, was when I started talking about sports. My dad brought me up as a tomboy. My brother wasn't much of an athlete, dad could recount at an other age that he wasn't, but could tell apart that I had his gymnastic genes. So my dad would take me to baseball, football, basketball and ice hockey biz, and we would watch everything on TV. So I am a big time jock, I now play playground ball at least 5 prison term a calendar week during the summer.

So when I started talking about the Bears, and sounding like I knew what I was talking about, and I did, Michael started paying more attention to me. He was divorced about 3 long time ago, and had 2 minor. He and his ex-wife just didn't have anything in common. She hated sports, and hated the fact that because of his job, he was never home. He was golden to have sex once a month, and when they did bear sex, it was with the lights off, missioner place, and when he came, it was over. She wouldn't give him head, and didn't want him to see her nude.

We had a skillful evening, and Michael asked me out on the following Friday. I said yes of class, and told him to foot me up at my cousin's apartment. I went shopping for a new attire during the hebdomad. I wanted something sexy, but also elegant. I found a real skillful dark act, very shortly, I have great ramification, but it had a overnice ghost of elegance. I went to the beauty parlor to get a manicure and a pedicure. I got myself all dolled up. I looked hot in that dress, and of course, I never wear scanty. I am an exhibitionist ; I really get off flashing waiters and patrons.

I went over to my cousin's apartment at 6:30, and had a couple of beers. Michael picked me up at 7:30 sharp. He looked cracking, and smelled nice too. He is about 5-10, 175 Irish pound. He looked like he takes great care of his eubstance, and I would discover out later that he really did. He drove a very hot Mercedes, and took me to a very fondness Italian restaurant, very dark and quixotic. The conversation and wine was flowing nicely. He even ordered dinner for me. The food was marvellous, and I wasn't feeling any bother from the wine. The waiter paid spare special attending to us, especially since I had been flashing my shaved puss at him all night.

When dinner was finished, Michael came right out, and asked if I wanted to go back to his place with him. That's what I like about sr. men, straight to the detail. I was pretty horny at the time, so I said,"yes, that would be nice."As he held the threshold open for me, he grabbed me, and pulled me close up to him, and kissed me. It was a wonderful, sweet passionate kiss, our clapper swirling in each early's mouths. Another thing I like about older men, is that they know when and how to take boot. We finally broke off the kiss, and got into the car.

As we headed for his household, I started running my script up his leg, coming close to his member, but not touching it, teasing him. I finally started to lightly rub his penis through his pants. He was doing a groovy job of driving, considering what was happening. At a plosive lighter, I unzipped his pants, and he scooted up, so I could pull them, and his underwear down. The light turned Green, and I started licking his shaft head. He was already hard, and had a nice thick cock. It was probably about 7"long. I was really teasing him, licking his pee hollow, circling his headway, completely avoiding his shaft, and driving him brainsick. I could tell by his soft moaning. I then surprised him by swallowing his whole cock in one fasting slide. I then started to bob my head up and down, sucking and licking his shaft at the Lapplander clip.

Because I was driving him disturbed with my unwritten talents, he pulled over to the slope of the road. It didn't take too long, he was a unfeigned gentleman, warning me that he was about to cum, trying to pull up away from me, his ex-wife never swallowed his cum, but I wasn't hearing any of that. I took him deep in my pharynx, and could hear him moaning, and then felt my gooey dessert sliding down my athirst throat. It was yummy. We were pretty close to his station now. He thanked me for the best cock sucking he had ever had. I told him that was only the root. He had a strange grinning on his face, and I found out later just what that meant.

He had a beautiful house, it wasn't immense, his ex got the family house, but it was a three-bedroom spot, with a nice cellar, and a Jacuzzi in the backyard. He opened a bottle of wine, just what I needed, Thomas More wine. It was a overnice mellow chardonnay grape. He put on some flabby medicine, and sat next to me on the couch. He was really close to me, pulled me to him, our brim met in another passionate kiss. He was a majuscule kisser. He started lightly moving his hands on my physical structure. I was really wet. He would caress my breasts, run his hands down to my ass, he was really near.

He lifted me up, while we were still kissing, and carried me to his bedchamber. He helped me undress, and then took off his wearing apparel. He wasn't muscle bound, but I could see he was in groovy shape. He lifted me up again, and placed me on the bed, kissing me deeply.

He worked his glossa around, and then in my ear, I love having my ears licked. He then started kissing and licking his way to my cervix. He was very careful, and passionate. I was used to wham, bam, thank you ma'am. This was a squeamish modification.

He kissed his way down to my white meat, mmmmmm that felt great. He licked, and teased my teat, occasionally lightly nipping them with his teeth. He then worked his way downwards, licking my face, and licking my belly push. I was so horny. He then licked downward, blowing lightly on my pussy, but he didn't punch it, he kept going downwards to my thigh, licking and kissing his way down my legs. I was really glad I shaved that night. He was now down licking my mortise joint, and then kissing my feet. When he popped my big toe in his mouth, I almost came. It was the get-go time I had ever had a man suck my toes, and I loved it. He put all of my toes in his back talk, and then repeated the process on my early foot and toes. I really wanted him to make love me correct then and there, but he had former plans.

He licked and kissed his way back up my peg, and then was lightly blowing on my pussy. I raised my hips to fill him, but he pulled away. He wanted to let me know that he was in charge. He then surprised me, by lightly licking my pussy lips. He knew how to delight and tantalise a cleaning lady. He paid attention to just my cunt, completely avoiding my clit, which made me mad. He darted his clapper in and out of my pussy, it felt wonderful. He finally started licking my clit, I was in heaven. He slid two fingerbreadth in my pussy, fucking me with them, while his charming clapper licked my clit in broadsheet motions. I was really finis, thrashing about on his bed, his strong hands keeping me from bouncing off of the bed, he then sucked my button into his mouth, and that did it. I had never felt anything so wonderful. It was my first coming, and it felt great. I had to drive his face away, I couldn't take any more. He moved his body up, and slowly slid his penis into my now extremely wet pussy.

He filled me with solid, slow strokes. Pulling his rooster almost completely out, and then slowly sliding it in. This man knew how to have a go at it, and force me crazy at the Same clip. He then took my wooden leg, and placed them on his shoulders. He then picked up the pace, slamming into me like a wild bronco. I love being fucked hard like this. He was fill up to cumming, and asked me if he should overstretch out. I told him that I was on the pill, and wanted his cum mystifying inside of me. He moaned that he was cumming, and I could feel his creamy liquid state filling me up mysterious inside. He collapsed on top of me, kissing me. I felt really great ; it was a howling session. His penis finally slid out of me, and we cuddled in bed for a while, and fell asleep.

I was awakened in the eye of the night, by a grand tactual sensation. I was on my abdomen, and felt a wet tongue lapping at my kitty-cat. I love being woken up this way, it felt fantastic. He was licking me all over. He surprised me by kissing my ass nerve, and then licking around my son of a bitch. I could tell he was waiting to see my chemical reaction, it was the first time any man had paid attention to my butt, so when I lifted my ass up to meet his clapper, he had his response. He then licked my arsehole, my god I loved it. He darted his knife in and out of my dismal cakehole. I started playing with my cunt, rubbing my clit, loving this new feeling.

I was really wet now, he just slid his rooster in my kitty, fucking me really hard. I loved it, he was the best fan I had ever had, doing affair to me that no boy would cogitate about trying. He slowed down the pace, but was still slamming his inwardness into me. I felt him slowly sliding a wet fingerbreadth into my ass, it was really uncomfortable and it hurt a little. He told me to loosen up, and revel the notion. I relaxed, and started enjoying it. He then slid another finger inside my ass, and still was fucking me effective. He was sliding his fingers in and out of my ass. I reached between his legs, and rubbed his balls with my fingers. I could tell by his moan that he liked that.

He pulled his shaft out of my kitty, and before I had a fortune to kvetch, I felt his big head at the threshold of my ass. I tried to overstretch away, telling him,"no, delight not in my ass. I'm not ready for that, your rooster is too big."He told me to relax, and enjoy it, that I would give thanks him later for initiating me into the globe of anal sex. I pleaded with him not to do his, but the head of his cock popped into my ass. The pain was unendurable, and I tried to get away from him.

How could he be so gentle, and then do this to me. I was screaming at him to please break off, bout rolling down my face. He calmly told me to relax, like I did when he first put his finger in my ass. He still had just his capitulum inside of me, and so I figured that I would try to take a shit the safe of this bad position. I concentrated on relaxing my anatomical sphincter, and to my surprise, the infliction subsided, and I felt a pleasurable feeling that I never knew existed. I then said,"fuck me Michael, fuck my ass."

He started to slowly move inside my ass, in and out, maybe 4"in my ass, as I got used to feeling him inside me. My fingers were working overtime on my pussy. He then pulled almost all the way out, and slid his stallion length in me, staying there for a twain of seconds, letting me get used to his whole tool in my ass. I started begging him fuck me, do it my ass, please. He then started to sleep together my ass like it was a pussy, pistoning in and out of my ass. I loved it, it was one of the outstanding spirit I had ever had. He kept up a nice hard pace for a couple of hour, and announced that he was cumming. He grunted, and I felt his warm lode filling my intestine. It was great. He stopped pumping, leaving his dripping tool in my ass, kissing my cervix and licking my ears. We moved into a spoon position, his cock still in my ass, and fell asleep.

I woke up a mates of hours later, and decided that it was my turn to awake him up. I pulled back the covers, and started licking his slam like it was a lollipop. It had a musky tasting to it, I figured that it was from being in my ass, but I liked it. He finally woke up with a big smile, as I continued to lick up and down on his shaft, not missing a place on either side of it. I worked my tongue down to his testis, licking them, teasing them, lightly biting on the hairs on his clump. I then popped one in my lip, gently sucking and licking it. I then popped the other one in my mouth, sucking on it. He was the one now thrashing about on the bed, moaning loudly, his fingers running through my tomentum. Lightly pushing my head down in his crotch. I released his testicle, and started licking up and down on his very hard beam of light. I pulled my lip away, and started to climb on his breast, lowering my pussy onto his rod. I was in ascendence now, slowly bouncing up and down on his dick, one deal on pectus, the other reaching around my back, fondling his balls. He really liked having his musket ball played with while I was riding him.

He grabbed me around the shank, and rolled me onto my back, his dick still late inside me. He put my wooden leg around his shoulders, and started fucking me voiceless, I loved this position, he really got thick interior of me. He then pulled his stopcock out, placed spit on it, and placed it at my asshole. I was ready and willing this time. His head teacher popped in, and he then slid his cock rich inside of my ass. He wasn't gentle this time, and I didn't want him to be. I wanted him to fuck my ass hard. With my peg around his neck, he really penetrated me thick, fast laborious strokes in and out of my ass, his bollock slamming against my ass nerve. I was in heaven, sex would never be the like for me, I was now an anal whore. He was really picking up steam, and I could tell by the flavour on his face, that he was getting close. I told him I wanted his lading down my throat. He asked me if I was for certain, and I said,"yes, please fuck my face."He pulled out of my ass, and started fucking my face. I loved the taste of my ass on his cock, I knew it was so filthy, but I couldn't help myself. He was grunting and groaning, so I did something I had never done before, I licked my digit, and slid it into his asshole. When I did that, he grunted, and starting filling my rima oris up with his making love juice, which I greedily gobbled up.

We took a shower together, soaping up each other's soundbox, and he fucked me in the shower one more than time. It was warm and squeamish. He then drove me back to my cousin's space. He kissed me practiced bye, and asked me out for the following weekend. We went out a couple of metre after that, the sex was dear, but I wanted to try to a greater extent new thing. There were a lot of guy rope out there that I wanted to have intercourse. I wasn't ready for a relationship, and told Michael that. He understood, and we went our separate shipway.

I still saw him in that bar every now and then. He met a skillful lady, closer to his age, but still younger. He told me she was pretty wild in bed, not as wild as I was, but really a great individual. I told him that I was felicitous for him. They got married this past May. I went to the wedding party, and met a hot hot physician, but that's another story for another day .