Smut With A Smirk

Late one night at Slammies, while I was living in an overcrowded emotional cul de sac, imagine my surprise to find Cathy leaning against the pool table right outside the Men’s Room door. Provocatively rolling the bright white cue ball in her hand, “A bit o stick?” she asks as a sly smile crosses her lips. I remembered that smile. Once upon a time we dated briefly and been lovers. Years before that we had clandestine make out sessions in my car at forest preserves when we both were involved with others. Hours of kissing and petting invested, this face was one I knew well. Now here we were together, closing time at Slammies. She was the bartender and the dim pool table light was the only illumination left glowing. The front neon beer lights were extinguished. The drinking lamps was no longer lit. Actually for once at closing neither was I, but I had stopped in here at the end of some complicated relations with a complex woman, who had offered up some amazingly straight forward opti...

By now Brittany had rolled off Gina's face and watched transfixed as Gina' legs flailed in the air as I rammed in and out between her  long  luscious thighs. I could feel her tight bottom whirling and thrusting up to meet my every plunge. With  Brittany  now s p layed back against the headboard  m y face could  meet  Gina's  wonderful   mouth  still  emanating  with  Brittany   and  finally taste all that her sweet f ount had  given .   B onus  points for   the vision of  Gina ' s  dark black hair fanning around her shimmering face   had  me fucking her hard brazen  and boisterously . I  felt  Gina's  sweet firm breasts press against me as our furious fuck  maintained a delicious rhythm.  Brittany   charms  faded as Gin a' s cunt  enveloped  my every attention.   "I thought you, "  Gina  exhal ed ...

I found  the tip of my tongue  plowing  fragrant  furrows topped with a huge tangle of black bush. I t  was  a not  unfamiliar ,  but  rather  a  r are  occurrence in my life. I could tell I had been drinking.  That has not been  so  rare .  I could tell I was much younger  beca use  I was about to come in my pants while eating...  w ho? I  pe e ked  up and there she was . Gina. I could tell by the toned ,   well  muscled,  long legged,   and  spare breasted  frame.   Bu t   this time  Brittany was sitting upon Gina's face with a look of hunger in her eyes   and  a sly devious intensity being sent in my direction.  Her eyes were big and blue  even  with out  the large framed spectacles she  usually  wore at work.  I was  extra  grateful  that on  this  special  o...