So I’m hanging out at my favorite watering hole with Tokyo Rose, I’m noticing a chubby but well dressed Blondie who’s been frequenting the establishment is there again, alone. She’s an older version of Monica Keela, with an ass as wide as Isla Fisher’s or Eva Mendes’s. She always got a quick smile, displaying perfect white teeth for me when we catch eyes, sometimes accompanied with a wave. This has gone on for about 3 weeks now, so… OK… she’s not a private investigator. Oh yeah, thats one of the 1st things that come to mind when a wench is over friendly, remember the escapade with the judge. That being said it’s time to find out what her dealeo is.
So as I roll in there the next nite solo and sit next 2 her. The first thing I notice is, besides the face she wearing wrist cuffs as bracelets that match the color her her nails is… Crikey!” she’s got a huge set of twins. I’m morphing into that crocodile hunter guy, it’s like i’m hiding in the bush watching the beauty of the wild. These are humungous chest puppies that obviously like to take walks in the lights of the nite. Bold and beautiful, unabashed and unafraid of scrutiny. These magnificent creatures dare to be denied of air and freedom. Look at them strain against the fabric that attempts to control them. Pespiring in an erotic wildness with each breath. ‘these things could kill me in three seconds if they really wanted to!’ She had pretended I wasn’t there so far, so now to return to my usual sex preditor self. I gave her another glance over. This was a platinum type blondie, the type that used alot of hairspray. The tits were boosted up and hanging out of tight button down (but barely buttoned) white shirt. The shirt was tucked into a tight black skirt that showed sum serious tan lines and nice shaped legs. she looked early thirties and oozed the need to get fucked. This was one cougar that surprisingly looked better close up than she did across the bar. I opened the door by introducing myself and she jumped through the door. So now we’re talking and drinking like old friends, drinking and talking and not once does she mention Tokyo Rose. I grab and fondle her as I talk, and she’s kool all with that. This bitch wants sex in the worst way. I mean she’s telling me what she does for a living, I tell her nothing. She’s gabbing on and on, trying to impress me with her sports IQ, blah, blah, blah. I thought about just taking her outside and getting it over with but by now she was buying the drinks.
Finally it’s the end of the night, closing time and now were outside. I walk her to her car and get in, tell her to drive me to mine. But y’kno as soon as I’m in the car I’m pulling my cock out and next thing ya know she’s slobbing on the knob. Her cars and SUV with plenty of room. she positions herself on her knees in front of me and is making those beeeyootiful slurping noises like a pig at a slop feed. She has her skirt up around her waist by now, and her thong to the side so shee can abuse her pussy as she sucks cock, and she’s sucking like she’s under water and my cock is an oxygen tank. I grab her by those aqua net locks and face fuck her. God i love the sound of a whore speaking in tongues with my cock. It’s so primal. I recline my seat all the way. Pull blondie up and position her into the seat. I notice the thong is already off and lying across the shifter console. heck, there’s no sand inher gears. I throw the cock up in her nice and deep. Soon I’m pumping this marshmallow likes she a heavy bag, and she just grunts with every pile drive, legs locked behind me. I have her pinned down, pulling the back of her head, calling her a fucking bitch, and she’s just grunting. Then there’s a gurgling noise in her throat, and I’m not even choking her. To bad Chris Brown didn’t know what he was doing. He could of bitch smacked that klingon whore Rihanna and made her cum at the same time. Now he’s up on charge and being made to be a bad dude. haaaa haaahaaa. Nice guys finish last. But thats for another story. Unbelievably, she’s pulling her head toward me, away from my grip, hard so that theres even more pressure being applied. Her face has become contorted and thethe gurgling in her throat has mutated into a mantra. “I’m coming… I”m coming…I’m coming ” Yeah, that was cool, but then her voice got deeper like a mans and she pulled her head even harder against my grip. She wasn’t even looking human. As the Crocodile Hunter would say. “This ones a ripper’. Battering her with cock was turning her into a monster. Well, what the fuck, I might as well turn it up a notch. With my free hand I put a choke hold on her, I was also doing it out of neccesitty because her strength of pulling away was over powering my gip on the back of her head.. I drove the stake in a little bit deeper and harder and degeneratly spit in her twisted face. That took her over the edge. Her tongue curled up trying to lick at the spittle the inching down her face. Then her legs unlocked from behind me and kicked straight out, yep, Mt. Vesuvius is about to blow. Her head is now pulling so hard against my grip I’m afraid her hair gonna come out. She screams like a soon to be victim in a horror movie and erupts. yeah, i mean ERUPTs. there was cum/piss or whatever spewing every goddamn where. Even a harden whore mongerer like me was in awe. It was a fucking Yellowstone park geyser. I stopped moving as liquid hit the windows, windshield and roof of the SUV. Her body was jerking like a fish on a a hook, slapping and grinding into me. I watched agog at the naked bestiality of nature in full exhibition.
When she finally stopped I rolled off of her into the drivers seat, dripping from the drenching and stuffed my cocked back into my pants. Blondie resembled a wet noodle plastered to a wall. She was panting forcefully and her body had taken on the contour of the car seat. I think we both got more than we expected. Well…. I know I damn sure had. I started her car, and slowly drove across the parking lot to mine. I was taking my time cuz I didn’t want to make sure no one was around when I got out. This type of shit would be hard to explain. What???? i went swimming at low tide in the middle of the night? When I reached my car and looked at her I saw she was still pasted to the seat, herhands gripping the armrest and door handle. I grabbed her by her tresses and pulled her head ova to me, gave her soft whack upside the head. “Thanx baby but I’ve got to go” She stared into my eyes imploringly and asked “Are you mad at me. I’m sorry I made a mess. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to” -then she started crying- ”I mean, this has never happened to me B4. I’m really sorry” I opened up the door, looking to make sure no one else was around, and stepped out. “Don’t worry about it, yer the one who has to clean it up. Now remember when u see me here with the Japanese girl, kno yer place now, act like nothing ever happened, got it!” She nodded. “I won’t, I not some crazy bitch, you’ll see.” she said. I was about to say goodbye when it dawned on me “By the way whats yer name?” I asked. before she could answered I had thought better of it. Nah.. don’t tell me. Lets keep it a mystery 4 now, it’ll keep things interesting” With that I closed the door, started up my whip and drove away. So things are better left unsaid.
