Stage fright during a hurried airport run.
I had had some amazing sex with A16. There was the time when she orgasmed three times in a single session and her strong cervix muscles pulsated around my ridged cock that was deep inside her. So tight was she that her clunge ensnared me, I could not move it , I was trapped inside her! However this thread is about my cum (or more precisely in this case, the lack of it!)
It was just before Christmas and I was due to go on holiday that morning. We were having one last liaison before I went to the airport and was on the point of entering her. Through a previous long standing arrangement, a friend of mine C was due to take me to the airport rather than my current fuck buddy. My lift had just knocked at the door whilst I was starting to get busy with A16. Reluctantly I had to go down stairs to let my ride in, I was just in shorts and a T shirt which I had hastily thrown on. Now C is a seasoned dogger and probably knew what was going on, but her hobby makes her discreet and she said nothing as she she saw me in front of her half undressed. I made some excuse that I had some last minute packing to do and asked her to make a cup of tea . I then returned upstairs to my lover.
My tool was now not that hard or stiff and there was no way I could immediately get it up her in the time available. Instead I opted to straddle my sweetie’s naked torso and proceeded to masturbate above her small 38B cupped breasts, with their tiny pink areoles . They might have been small but with the left one pierced with a small metal rod they were an exciting prospect for the short time I had. Her coral coloured areoles around those tits now wrinkled up in pleasure at the thought of been given an early morning shower. The crinkling added to the height and perkiness of the petite nipples which lay beneath my now abused and red member. For a full five minutes I carried on, I was now sufficiently enlarged but not rocket hard and try as I might my love juices were not forthcoming. Perhaps it was the time constraints or maybe that someone was downstairs and clearly knew what we were up to? Either way not a drop of pancake batter spilled forth on to the fried eggs that lay under me. I could see the frustration of the beleaguered bint beneath and this may have been the nail in the coffin of our relationship.
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More recently I have talked to C more fully about her extra curricular activities that she undertakes out in the forest and at swingers’ parties. Perhaps I should have asked my lift to give me a very quick BJ or something when I let her in before returning to my small titted lady who was upstairs waiting for me? This would have been an interesting contrast as C is a very large lady with enormous breasts almost the size of someone’s head, where as A16 is one of the smaller cupped sets of baps I have had handled
But then hindsight is a wonderful thing and I have still to do the dirty deed with my large lady friend!
Last edited by WalterBlog; 10-01-2017 at 03:43 AM.
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