Posh girl’s father catches her giving me a blowjob – A short, true story

Some years ago I was with Esme. She was a very pretty twenty something with brown hair and big brown eyes and the longest eyelashes. She had delicious big tits, tiny waist and a lovely plump arse. She was from a really posh family who were terrible snobs and didn’t really approve of her being with a working class lad like me. Anyway, we would visit her parents once month for Sunday lunch at their massive house in the country and I would get slowly arseholed on her Dad’s expensive wine.

One time Esme had driven us out there so was remaining sober. It was the usual affair, lots of wine with lunch and her mum would get more and more drunk and end up ’emotional’ and obnoxious. I was feeling horny so suggested to Esme we go outside for a smoke. We went to sit in the car and I started kissing her, one thing led to another and I had my hand down her leggings and started sliding my fingers in and out of her sticky vagina. She said “We don’t have long before we will be missed, so I will suck you off”

Camping in Amsterdam with my posh little slut

It was summer 1994 and Esme and I had just got off the train from Schiphol airport. We had recently moved in together – which her parents didn’t really approve of as they were terrible snobs. Esme was from a very posh background, her parents were very wealthy and sent their kids to fee paying schools. But Esme was a little rebellious and despite her cut glass accent and beautiful face, she liked nothing better than clubbing, partying and having dirty sex with me.

We caught the ferry across the river behind Amsterdam Centraal station. We were going to stay on a campsite, miles away from the centre of the city, after a recommendation from friends. It was a right pain the arse to get to, but it was our first holiday together that we could afford at the time as we were in our early 20s. We were both eager to explore Amsterdam and everything it had to offer….

Posh girl fucked at wedding – True story

My ex Esme was from a really wealthy family and she spoke with a beautiful accent. She, and her brother and sister went to fee paying schools and her parents were terrible snobs, who didn’t really approve of the likes of me – a working class lad from a Northern city. Esme had long brown hair and huge brown eyes with long eyelashes, which would frequently have my cum dangling from them. She was 23 and she had quite an innocent looking, pretty face that looked so sexy reeking with my cum.

One of her friends was getting married to some bloke who’s parents were filthy stinking rich, of course. She was a good girl – keeping mummy and daddy happy by marrying the right kind of ‘chap’ who’s parents were minted. Esme on the other hand liked taking pills all weekend and dancing all night and fucking the likes of me. We both enjoyed a good wedding though, a chance to get dressed up, eat some amazing food and get smashed on champaign and invariably end up dancing to ‘A town called malice’