When I was a Dirty Girl touching my Pussy

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When I was a Dirty Girl touching my PussyGuys, again as with every story I write for you arousal, I still get men preferring to comment on some message to me, Please stop it, if you want to say thank Mariel, do so for others to see your appreciation of my work to please you, at the end of the story.Please enjoy, from the mind of a woman to the cock’s of all men. Love Mariel.http://xhamster.com/user/MarieLSome men like hearing a beautiful woman talk dirty, I know I do, especially when I am fucking, feeling a cock sliding in and out of my wet pussy, just oils my mouth as I say the most outrageous things to excite and spur him on.I am sitting here, naked of course, in front of my keyboard, my brain trying to imagine what a man wants to read, and I touch myself for a little inspiration, my clitoris is stiff as a board and my nipples even stiffer.Descriptive prose, bring the reader closer, give them an unforgettable journey, and I use the word them, as I now have a female fan base, and although I dont admit to being bi, I am curious enough to entertain a husband and wife, actually, I really do want to have another woman in a session.I stand up and move to the room window and peer out. The hotel is ‘L’ shaped, but the other rooms are too far off to the right for someone to see me and make a gesture.The main road is in front of me but four stories down, attracting attention to be seen, and being seen in my naked beauty is what I want right now, my vaginal juices are flowing more freely, my crotch has a sheen, my fingers drawing more of what men crave each time I pull them out, yes I am standing in front of the huge window having a wank, as men would say.My flight got in late, so late the bar was closed, blowing my chances of picking up a cock for a quickie and a good sleep.I read so often about men desperate for a girl when staying in hotels. It’s the same for me, it’s just a shame we dont meet in our moments of horniness, like the God awful past midnight check-in, last night.Undressing and moving around my room like a bitch in heat, I was naked apart from my thigh high black nets, their elasticated tops marking my thighs with deep imprints, as if having my plump bottom caned with marks like-welts, stinging with semen rubbed into them, I was always kinky like that, spanking is something I really do enjoy, before being, or during a good rogering.I sank my second Gin and Tonic, the warmth spreading as my libido heightened and my inhibition disappeared, I got up and opened my room door and looked out into the hallway.Of course no one was about, but the urge deep within my groin illegal bahis siteleri swept me out into the corridor and I walked casually down, stopping at each door to listen for any noise within, I wanted to hear people humping, and yes, I was starkers as I did this, only in my stocking to emphasize my urgency to be caught, pulled into another room and fucked like crazy.Ask yourself this guys, have you ever met a drunk girl wandering the corridors looking for her room, and her willingness to go into yours, well now you know why, I have just told you.So this little kink of mine has to have had its origins somewhere in my past, and you would be right, good orgasms have their roots in some act committed on me, to make me want to relive it, so as a treat I will open up and tell you.I am 26 now, and as you can see from my photos, my videos, listen guys, go here and get a feel for me, http://xhamster.com/user/MarieLthen you can see what I mean about being sex mad.As an emerging teenage girl, more tomboyish back then, I was into masturbation big time, in particular when my parents took me on the ‘Birka’ cruise out of Stockholm. These cruises, casually known as ‘Booze Cruises’, is where you bought cheap alcohol to take home and have fun with other like-minded people, Swedes love fucking, and these boats were just big swapping parties, the wives really letting their blond hair down and taking cocks everywhere God made holes in us, my mother loved as did her two daughters, myself being the youngest, when I first saw her in action, twenty years back, by stumbling from my cabin where my sister and I slept, and looked into the adjoining one where my parents slept, to see mummy naked in bed with five naked men, one on top of her, and four waiting their turn.Seeing an erection back then was a shock, but seeing everyone sporting a ‘beamer’ without as much as a concern for others had me rooted and mesmerized, the drunk men looking down at me, must have guessed who I was, and for the five minutes or so I stood amongst them listening and watching my mother, who was blissfully unawares her daughter was watching her frantic humping, turned and left and went back into my cabin, to discover I had a seeding on the back of my blond hair, some guy could not resist the golden opportunity to cum on this girl.As you might guess I tasted my first spunk, tried to hard like the acridity of semen, dipping my finger into the globulous mass, something deep within telling me this stuff was going to play a large part in my life, but it would be many years later when that started to happen perabet giriş with my own indulgence.The ‘Birka Princess’, now a wreck in the Mediterranean, was my classroom for open sexual experimentation.Deck 2 had a sauna and pool area, and as this was family orientated area, clothing was required, and it was here, I was alone when two older men entered the sauna, naked and both had erections, I guess my presence was known to them, and my itsy-bitsy bikini, sent out the wrong messages, as they decided this hot little blond needed some men time.I was more thrilled than frightened, they were drinking beer, not that I minded, but their hard cocks was what interested me, and the memories of that night all those years back clouded my judgment, as they sat either side of me and began to banter with me, soon we were laughing and I was wanking them, one stood watching at the door to make sure the other was safe to fuck me, and they took turns with me, even stealing my bikini bottoms, to leave me scurrying on the outside of the ship back to my cabin, trying to avoid being seen, my bum and shaved pussy eventually secured behind a locked cabin door, where I flopped onto my bunk bed and fingered myself to release all the pent-up sexual energy a girl held in abundance between her long legs.I told some friends about this latest incursion and the three of us got into a tizzy and decided to go on a cruise on our own, choosing midweek, as most parents preferred the weekend.The little problem of age did raise concerns, but the older sister of one of the girls going, bought our tickets, and once there, no one was going to say no, especially to girls looking for fun.We charmed one of the young crew members and checked-out our booze with him, no questions asked and free fuck that night for him, gave us the oil we needed to loosen our long legs for a nights debauched fucking.I found myself, as in the hotel at the start of my story, wandering the corridors looking into cabins with their doors ajar. I was drunk and looking for a fuck and even wandered into a cabin where a man lay sleeping on his bunk, snoring.I closed his cabin door, the noise he was making gave me the courage to take my clothes off and sit on his bunk, taking ‘Selfie Photos’ of us together, before lying alongside him and masturbating myself, using up all my iPhone memory of me doing it.As dangerous and excitingly crazy as it was, I got away with it and left his cabin leaving my panties stuffed between his ass cheeks and a lipstick, ‘thanks for the fuck’, message on his fat belly.The next day as we all perabet güvenilir mi disembarked in Stockholm, I watched him leave with his fat wife in tow, wondering if he had my soiled panties in his pocket.Like d**gs sex was becoming an essential fix for me, each act requiring something more dangerous and outrageous, young bucks were being replaced with old men, as making them hard made it more fun, and by my late teens, I was a scarlet woman of daily sexual activity, touching men on buses and trains, not wearing underwear, flashing and playing voyeur, and visiting couples advertising for young girls for sex.Two years before she was sold, I did one more cruise, this time on my own, at eighteen I had become of age, no more hiding for me, I had sexual freedom, had sex with thirty or so men, but I wanted more, and that night I got it, only realizing the ache I felt, the something that I craved was finally realized.I heard them as I sat in my cabin, I was naked having just shaved my crotch, I wanted to be silky smooth and smeared my oiled body with perfumed creme, working it into my warm smooth flesh, before donning a short print dress that came mid-thigh.Nothing else not even shoes and I opened my cabin into a smoke filled corridor, the noise of men laughing and being raucous, escalated.I was excited, horny as never before, I was screaming to be fucked in my head, my long thighs quivered in nervous excitement, my pussy dripping and flowing ready to explode with the first cock to penetrate it, when suddenly the noise abated.My smell had permeated the stick of tobacco and booze, my perfumed body heat tinged the nostrils of the men gathered in the cabin next to mine, my presence suddenly apparent, as the men parted, offering me a path into the room, which I floated and was guided into, the cabin door closed behind me as the men realized what had come into their midst, a drink thrust into my hand, a smile on my lips, and my dress lifted high to reveal my nakedness underneath.I lay on the bunk bed just as mother had all those years back, like her I had five men, and as I watched like she must have, they tore their clothes off to reveal their eagerness to posses her, ‘Which one do you want first’, someone had asked me, a man was between my legs licking me and my eyes had closed involuntary at the exquisite feeling he was giving me, I opened them to answer, ‘All of you, I want all of you, just like my mother did all those years back’.I know you cants say I was talking dirty in that answer, but without a doubt, a daughter confessing to her mother’s own private gang-bang, inspiring her to have one, made for hours of fucking where bottles and phallus like objects found their way inside me, men sometimes just enjoy abusing women who like to fuck, we are after all just sex toys, and how you use us, depends on what turns you on, dont you think?

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