Carianne copyright © 2016 Jax Teller


By Jax Teller


I had been on this grownup web site that was much like face book but all grownup. Reading threads and subject matter from people I never met in existent biography, sharing experiences, being social. I had long given up hope of finding the one submissive I was looking for but still liked to stick in contact with the freaks I call residential district. I read a thread by a young woman who was asking if anyone had experience in anonymous sexual encounters. I have had many and shared some of my experiences with her in common soldier substance over a few days.


Now normally I do n't hit on or try to aggressively engage women, in general, because I like to be friends before considering a physical relationship, even a irregular one. This miss though, just seemed to be needing, wanting an experience, and frankly I was feeling old, this woman was jr. than I would usually even view. We messaged a few meter and I got the feeling that she was n't getting the experience she wanted. I thought about her and the risky thrill that I had as a vernal man with just meeting up for sex, no relationship, sometimes not even gens were exchanged.


I got to feeling braver than normal and offered a prison term and place that I would be at, to Carianne. I told her there was a cascade family at a topical anesthetic governance run park-camp earth. I explained how I knew of folks who would meet up at the Bath star sign for intimate face-off. I gave her a link to the bathroom business firm position and told her how I usually went swimming and used the bath house to shower after. I told her how I used the disabled stand, which was rarely ever used by a handicapped soul, because I liked to sit under the hot shower after swimming in the lake.


I included a characterization of my motortruck, which while very distinctive did not specifically identify me. I set it up where if she wanted, I would be available, nothing more. I went swimming in the lake as I usually did every week, and was not too surprised but some what disappointed when she did n't indicate up. Nothing lost on my part as this was just my convention docket. When I went out to get in my truck, I felt a presence as if some one was watching. It was probably all in my drumhead I thought to myself and went on with my day as usual.


When I got home and on the site I had a message from Carianne. When I opened it there was a picture of me coming out of the bathhouse. In the message she apologized for not going through with it but she chickened out at the last moment. She went on about how she regretted it all the way place and that she liked my face fungus. She told me how she had a Daddy fetich and liked me, enough to jack off to thinking about me taking her. I tried my intimately not to over react and aggressively go after her, so I messaged her back that I was usually at the bathtub house around the Lapp time every hebdomad.


I did n't hear back from her and several workweek went by with no ship's company in the Bath house. I did n't give it too much thought as the week went by but did think about Carianne as the weeks went on. One time I heard the door open to the bath house and leg it stairs in and around but who ever it was did n't use the toilets or the touchstone shower and then left. I thought to myself it was just a Mungo Park forest fire fighter checking the adeptness, and laughed at my keenness for this face-off.


It was 9 calendar week later, I was back in the Bath house taking my shower as usual when the curtain to my shower moved. I saw a young woman stone's throw in and lead off pulling her clothes off. She was not a beat figure, she was healthy and curves in all the right places. As she finished undressing, she stepped into the shower with me. Neither of us spoke as I sat on the bench keister, and she stepped under the shower rinsing her self in the hot water. My putz was rock operose watching her rinsing, knowing what she was here for.


Carianne turned to face me and stepped closer as I slid my feet between her legs as she sat down on my lap facing me. She quickly grabbed my cock and guided it into her very wet slit. I took postponement of her mammilla and pulled them to my nerve, licking one and then the other. Carianne started rocking on my putz, and I reflected on what a beautiful vernal cleaning lady she was. Her skin so vital and clear, her movements so direct made her all the more wonderfully interesting. She had n't been on my cock for more than a match minute that she said Daddy may I, and I said come, adulteress, and I fell her shake, tense up drawling her knees together in climax.


I wondered if that was all she wanted was an anon. hard pecker to screw herself with or would she want more. As she relaxed she said do with me what you want Daddy and slid off my lap to sit adjacent to me on the bench. I stood up and took my cock in my hired man and grabbed a smattering of her hair in the other and fed my tool into her mouth. I face fucked her harder and mysterious than I would normally, unless I knew the person well. She put her hands on my stage and I thought she might use them to observe me from thrusting my hammer into her throat but she did n't. If anything I could feel her groaning and moaning on my turncock, writhing as I fucked her throat.


I pulled my cock from her backtalk and smacked her across the lips with it a few times and then pulled her to her a kneeling lieu on the bench. I grabbed her by her coxa and thrust my cock in her pussy and slacken stroked in and out of her enjoying the perfect rosehip and ass in front of me. She bent down and used her hands to hold her ass cheek apart for my viewing. What a gross little piece of tail slut she was, doing all she could do to please me. I saw her asshole and pulled my dick from her pussy and slid it up and down between her pussy and asshole measuring her response.


As my cock touched and pushed sightly at her SOB she did n't deplume away, but pushed back and said please pop, please put it in my Virgo the Virgin ass. Before she could stop I had all ready pushed the psyche of my peter in her asshole and was continuing to tug all the way into her. I was amazed how she did n't resist or pull away like nigh people I had ever taken anally. Once fully inside her I stayed in position and rocked my hip slope to position, up and down, never pulling out of her. I barked at her to rub her clit and she moved to comply.


I began to have intercourse her asshole in and out all the way enjoying the sight in front of me. I felt her asshole contract and release and she moaned loudly and I plunged hard and fast in and out of her, her body spasming in orgasm. I felt my own climax shape and when I felt the immanent pressure sensation of orgasm I pulled my rooster from her ass, and told her to lay down for Daddy as I guided her to lay with her oral sex over the edge of the bench. I fucked her mouth a few cryptical hard strokes and I let the first spurt of seed go down her pharynx. The endorse burst of come splashed over her titty and Chin, I stroked the side by side few jet of come on her face.


She held her toungue out and took all the come she could in her mouthpiece. I pulled her to sitting position and I sat beside her and we kissed deeply. When we broke the kiss, she stood and showered as I finished catching my breather. What a beautiful Thomas Young char, so willing to please, so pleasing in her submission. I really liked her, but reminded myself that she was only matter to in anonymous sex for now. Still as she got out of the shower and began to trim I marvel if we would ever see each other again.


As she finished dressing I showered and when I turned from rinsing off she was gone as quietly as she had entered. While I was a little disappointed, I was still a minuscule fare drunk stumbling as I dressed and made my way out to my truck. It was all clear and normal out face and I proceeded with my day with a piddling skip in my walk. It had been a longsighted while since I had such a beautiful untested char and I was proud of my self at my age still able to satisfy. I did my pattern in township chores and headed home to the forest.


When I got home I checked my substance and was a little surprise to find a telecasting attachment to the subject matter from Carianne. The message said thanks for a good sentence. I clicked on the video attachment and the telecasting actor opened. As the picture began I could tell it was from inside the bath house. It showed her path as she walked into the bath house the stand, and then she hung the camera on the door with a exonerated view into the shower. It was a great video, the brightness level was good and the sneaky decimal point of scene was great and neither of us had looked at the camera so it had a very veridical potato chip feel to it.


I send a thank you message and added that I thought we looked respectable together, but that she was magnificent on camera and a beautiful Whitney Moore Young Jr. char, I was lucky to have met. Again I was surprised that she messaged me back all most immediately. She said she had enjoyed being used by me and that she just may see me again some day. It was a great confrontation and I hoped to see her again, maybe I should message her about doing a scene in the forest, being taken in a forest tied to tree. I called her Carianne in my brain just to return her a public figure because I never found out her real name. Hmm ... I wonder ...


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