She wanted to fuck harder than ever before, and then her roommate walked in the door. [MF] [F]

This is a continuation from a previous story, [found here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8f3we2/she_wanted_a_memory_and_we_had_one_last_night_to/) Optional but recommended :)

Mary is a long-haired brunette. A beautiful girl with a fit, hourglass figure. The first time I ever saw her, I couldn’t look away from her ass. It’s an incredible, perfectly round bubble butt that’s both firm and soft. Her body is smooth, fit, stands at 5’6″, and has C cup breasts that aren’t shy to bounce around hard while she fucks your brains out. She has a cute face, round features with full lips and a small nose, her half Asian heritage almost betrayed entirely by the shape of her eyes. That same first time we met, she couldn’t take her eyes off my bulge. I’m a 5’11” guy, 170 athletic pounds, long lightly curled brown hair streaked with grey despite being in my early 20s. I have a thick, 8 inch perfectly shaped cock that’s straight as a rod. It shows itself liberally in any pants I wear, even when it’s soft.

And there Mary was, staring up at me, with those succulent lips wrapped around the cock she loved to worship with a load of my cum already covering her pussy. A dream come true.

She wanted a memory, and we had one last night to make it [FM]

It was 10PM, and we had to be up in 8 hours to make my flight on time. My two incredible weeks with Mary were coming to a close. It would be another agonizing 6 months until we had saved enough to see each other again.

We were in her bedroom, in a small house she rented and shared with one other girl. I was sitting cross legged on the floor. She was across from me, lying down on her stomach, her large breasts practically being squished out the top of her loose and low cut shirt. Between us a game of cards neared its conclusion. Mary looked up at me, a sly grin breaking out on her face as she brought an index finger up to her chin, then beyond to her full and round lips.

“Fuck me?” The finger slipped inside her mouth. A fire burned behind her smile and brown eyes.

Her dark brown hair was dyed with subtle and lustrous red streaks. My gaze followed it down her back, to where it ended just above where her shirt gave way to the most beautiful round ass I’d yet to lay eyes on. Soft, but firm. Big, but perfectly round and shapely. Fit. Absolute perfection. A white see-through lace thong made a vain attempt to cover it, succeeding only in drawing my gaze down between her cheeks, following the fabric as it was swallowed up and disappeared.

Fucking the cute hair stylist in her shop [M][F] [long]

I strongly recommend reading [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8dfyx3/fingering_the_hair_stylist_in_my_lap_mf_long/) first. For those of you new, I was lucky enough to be seduced by a cute Asian hairdresser while she trimmed my hair. Her name was Grace, and she was fairly short with long flowing black hair, a relatively petite frame, C cup breasts, and an incredible round ass. I fingered her in my lap in the middle of the barber shop on a late evening with nobody around, until she came for me. We promised to rendezvous later that night, since we had to return to our jobs. Here’s the continuation of that.

After a feeble attempt at washing Grace’s orgasm from my hands, I looked at myself in the mirror and wondered how I was going to explain my appearance to my coworker. “Didn’t you go for a hair cut?” *Yea, I went for a hair cut.* “Why does it look like you got hit by a truck?” *Good question.* Hair disheveled? Check. Shave only three quarters done? Check. Wet spot on my pant leg? Check. Dress shirt wrinkled? Check. *Looks like I’m about ready to make the rest of my wage tonight with a change bucket on the street corner*, I thought to myself.

Fingering the hair stylist in my lap [M][F] [long]

Some time back, I was working a retail job at a local big city mall while I went to post secondary. I had just recently finished my first semester after moving to the city, and picked this job up to bring in some side cash. One rainy winter night as I took a very late dinner break, I decided to go get a quick hair cut. Now, this particular mall was undergoing extraordinary renovations at the time. That, combined with the late hour, pouring rain, and winter darkness, meant foot traffic was hard to come by. My co-workers and I would often spend 30-60 minutes just standing around talking about hobbies.

So of course, it was no big surprise when I walked into a barber shop in the back corner of the mall, behind a stairwell, under a boarded up department store, about as far away from the main entrance of the mall as you can get – and encountered nobody along the way except for the single hair stylist “working” there. She turned in her chair and looked up at me from the phone sitting in her lap as I walked in. She was pretty – an asian with long, flowing black hair, and C cup breasts amply displayed by her tight V cut black top. As she stepped out of her chair, her shapely thighs covered with even tighter black yoga pants came into view. She looked to be about 5’4”. I couldn’t tell if she was dressed for comfort or dressed to show off. One other thing stood out.. she was wearing a little dust mask, the kind you see often in Asian cityscapes.