Vintage trends always come around

Im at a party and I see the vintage man. We go outside to chat. Im standing pretty in my black heels, and my playsuit. He lets me take a cigarette, I lean towards him and he lights it for me. He watches my pursed red lips dragging on my marlboro. "You know I like you" he says "No one looks like you look now". I suggest we go upstairs.

We walk quietly into the bathroom together and lock the door. He grabs my face and pushes my head against the mirror. He pinches my cheeks together and kisses me hard. My lipstick smears across my face and my hand slides down between his legs.

He gestures. I sit on the chair next to the bath. Brown hard wood. I close my eyes and appreciate that exquisite sound of metal clinking and he undoes his belt and unzips his fly. He pulls his cock from his trousers and pushes it into my eager mouth.

I suck and purr and listen to him breath heavily. There is submission and power in what I do to him and he to me. He smells so fucking good. I gag and choke him down until he tells me he's had enough. He redresses. I reapply my lipstick in the mirror and we leave the bathroom together.

Friday night in

He smooths his palm over my bottom and then pincers my waist, gently pulling me backwards. He holds my head up by my chin and strokes his finger tip against my cheek.

"I'm going to do awful things to you".

He leans into me and kisses my lips, I close my eyes and slide my tongue into his mouth. He pulls his head away from mine and spits in my face.

The Girl

Im kneeling on the floor with my small wet mouth taking inches of rubber into my throat. She's standing above me looking down and smiling as I push my fingers inside her.

She fucks me on my knees with her strap on and she eats and delights me.

I sit on her lap and ride her. My sir pushes his flesh into my arse as I bob up and down. I ache and feel awfully stretched and out of control. She cums beneath us, holding onto his hands.

I suck and lick at her perfect, tight cunt. It tastes divine. She tells me to push my fist inside her, which I do. She loosens and its astounding. I shiver and feel her muscles clench and look at my wrist between her thighs.

There are so many moments of pleasure, out on control breaths and thrusts. It feels generous and perfect to be touching her soft womanly flesh. I am very lucky. I feel used and high when we pause to finish.

Afterwards we have tea and cake.

Used

My sir fucks me as his feet slip on the juices that I have sploshed onto the floor. I can feel the familiar thump of his skin and bones hitting mine. Someone kneels infront of my face and jams his cock down my throat. Every time I gag I clench and I hear my sir moan in pleasure. I do like to suffer for him, so.