Hideout

At the edge of town there is an old house. It’s been abandoned for as long as I can remember. There are rumors floating around town about an old man who lived there. He was a mean old drunk.

Personally, I do not mind the rumors floating around about the old brick house, at the edge of town. It keeps the public away, which is perfect for my secret hide out.

Living in a house with 6 other people, it’s nice to have my own personal space where I can do my own thing.

My hide out, that I use for things like gambling, drinking and sex. It took a few weeks to get past the creep factor, but now I can easily get off in the house.

It doesn’t take much to get a girl to fall out of her clothes in this town. Like Joe Nichols says, “tequila makes her clothes fall off” I’m not much into country, but I sure do like it when her clothes come off.

The latest flavor…. A feisty college girl majoring in American literature. A hopeless romantic…

Starting off slow, I tease and play with her nipples.

Warmed up, she starts stroking my bulge hiding in my pants.

Pulling her hair back in a make-shift ponytail I watch as she unwraps my cock and runs her mouth up and down.

While teasing my cock with her tongue, I assist a little by slowly fucking her mouth. The wetter it gets, the more the slurping noises increase. Instant turn-on!

Not wanting to cum from a blow job, I have her ride me. Twisting her nipples and kissing her neck she rides my cock to ecstasy.

She rests her head on my shoulder. Her hair had an intoxicating smell of coconut and vanilla…My favorite flavor so far.