rashid
Literotica Guru
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OOC Hi, welcome to my lil fantasy. Please feel free to join in as a player, a voyeur, or even the parking lot attendant and let's see where this goes.
IC I'm an older guy in good shape. perhaps even handsome in a Sean Connery kind of way and my sex life has been lacking for some time. I'm thirsting for adventure and nothing can satisfy my thirst like a horny slut showing her pussy in public. It's Saturday afternoon and I'm in the mall having a latte at Billies. Billies is a great little bistro located where all the walkways converge so it's like a traffic circle in Paris. It's a great place to hunt and I come here often. Today I'm wearing tight spandex bicycle shorts and a t shirt that just reaches my crotch. The outline of my cock is easily visible to anyone who cares to notice, which, of course, is precisely why I'm not wearing briefs. I look up from my hot rod magazine, notice you at the counter, and my mind goes numb. You're standing with your back to me, long black hair carressing your shoulder blades and the top of a form fitting, bright red dress that flows like a lustfull river over the curve of your hot, luscious ass before giving way to thighs only a dead man could ignore. You take your drink (looks like an iced latte to me) and turn to find a seat. Our eyes meet for one increadible instant and I can already feel my cock stirring. You look away and spot an empty table about fifteen feet away facing me. As you make your way to the table I realize I'm staring and try with quiet desperation to drag my eyes down to the hot Rod magazine I was reading and appear nonchalant. You sit down and I take a sip from my mug, peering furtively over the rim only to catch your gaze once more while you spread your legs to sit. Your eyes mock me, laughing at my realization that you're not wearing any panties and you get just a little bit wet wondering if I have the courage to give you what you want.
IC I'm an older guy in good shape. perhaps even handsome in a Sean Connery kind of way and my sex life has been lacking for some time. I'm thirsting for adventure and nothing can satisfy my thirst like a horny slut showing her pussy in public. It's Saturday afternoon and I'm in the mall having a latte at Billies. Billies is a great little bistro located where all the walkways converge so it's like a traffic circle in Paris. It's a great place to hunt and I come here often. Today I'm wearing tight spandex bicycle shorts and a t shirt that just reaches my crotch. The outline of my cock is easily visible to anyone who cares to notice, which, of course, is precisely why I'm not wearing briefs. I look up from my hot rod magazine, notice you at the counter, and my mind goes numb. You're standing with your back to me, long black hair carressing your shoulder blades and the top of a form fitting, bright red dress that flows like a lustfull river over the curve of your hot, luscious ass before giving way to thighs only a dead man could ignore. You take your drink (looks like an iced latte to me) and turn to find a seat. Our eyes meet for one increadible instant and I can already feel my cock stirring. You look away and spot an empty table about fifteen feet away facing me. As you make your way to the table I realize I'm staring and try with quiet desperation to drag my eyes down to the hot Rod magazine I was reading and appear nonchalant. You sit down and I take a sip from my mug, peering furtively over the rim only to catch your gaze once more while you spread your legs to sit. Your eyes mock me, laughing at my realization that you're not wearing any panties and you get just a little bit wet wondering if I have the courage to give you what you want.
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