Sasha’s skin glistened under the light of the moon. Her thin frame and wide smile had brought her many gifts over the years. From the time she was thirteen she knew anyone who saw her burned with a desire destined to go unfulfilled. For most that is. The boys habitually ripped their beating hearts from their chest and laid them at her pedicured feet. Girls were even worse, girls worshiped her. She would catch them staring at her in the locker room or the gym shower. Eyes wide and mouths agape. Some unabashedly touching themselves. Yes, she’d had many self sacrificing souls over the years, but she’d never had this.
Lungs filled to near bursting, the air rushed in and out. Her chest heaved and her small round breasts bounced firmly. Her hips beating out the rhythm to her favorite song. “Now suck it!” she said. Her latest admirer was the college quarterback for a team in the Deep South. His drawl and good old boy charm were enough to peak her interest. But she wanted something more. “That’s right, eat it bitch.” She whispered into his ear. She’d never pegged anyone before and he was clearly uncomfortable with the idea, but he acquiesced. Of course he did. A little smile and flip of her pig tails and he melted like butter on a black griddle.
His broad shoulders and full pecs looked a little smaller now. He was on all fours squealing like a virgin. Her hips thrusting harder. And faster. She looked up his back and ran her fingers through his blonde hair. “That’s right, suck it like a good little boy.” She glanced up to look deep into the eyes of her childhood pony. She loved that pony.
Sweat flew from her cheeks and she fell over exhausted. He was crying and gagging. She pulled him over and laid his head in her lap. “That’s a good boy” she repeated in a soft and sultry voice. His tears ran down her thighs and mingled with her juice. The hay pricking bits of her back. She tilted his head up and forced him to look into her eyes. “You want to do it again?” Fear and lust swayed and sauntered through his eyes. In a hushed and hoarse voice he whispered, “yes.”
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