Polly and Guy - Sex Stories

Polly and Guy

... must have kissed for about half an hour! 'I can't wait for this,' I said. 'I want my mouth and nose to be completely, deliciously engulfed by your precious arse,' I smiled. During the journey back we flirted like mad, him stroking my legs or me wanking him through the tight lycra every time we stopped at some lights. I'd tell him how my leotard felt too tight and how smelly it was because I couldn't stop farting through excietment. A few times we had to actually pull over for a kiss,as we couldn't keep our hands and eyes off each other! 'Ohmygod, Guy!' I squealed.' I'm wearing my leotard for you!' I couldn't take it, I bobbed down and sucked his fucking big and hard prick through his green lycra leggings, right there at the side of the road, bobbing up and down so fast, my wig stated to slide and my lipstick smeared. I could feel the jodhpurs stretched against my arse, while I was leant over his lap. 'I've wanted your big black cock in my mouth ever since I first saw you! Fucking hell, Guy, your COCK! It's hard and massive! Ooh!' I looked up at him, in lust, but my wig was half way down my face by the time he spunked three lots of cream into his lycra crotch. I could barely get my key in the door such was the lust and anticipation I felt, my hand down the front of my jodhpurs, rubbing the crotch of my leotard. 'How I adore you, Polly!' 'Ooh Guy and you!' I panted. I eventually managed to open the door. When we closed the door we were at it again, kissing like crazy. If ...

... there was one person in the world at that moment who I wanted to be fucked by on, it was Guy! 'Ooh I wanna be your girl, your tights facesitting bitch! I've wanted it from the moment I first saw you!' 'Yes, Polly, I am here. I leave my girl for you. We do anything you want. It what I want too!' I smiled, took his hand and led him to the lounge where, I peeled out of my jodphurs, took off my jacket and blouse and stood before him in my skintight blue leotard and shiny, opaque black tights. I moved my hip to one side and poked out my bum/ I giggled, put my hands on my hips, turned around and bent right over so he could see the soft sheen of the leotard on my arse. I looked at him from between my legs and smiled. I said, 'I'd love you to shag me!' Guy's cock was straining against his lycra leggings again. I pranced over to him, wiggling like a sissy and in an equally sissy, slutty voice I said, 'If that cock gets any harder it'll split those gorgeous leggings...and I suppose it'll split my leotard and tights so you can shag my shithole sensless.' I perched my tight arse on his thighs, circled my arms around his neck and whispered seriously. 'I want you to say 'shithole'.' 'Sheet hole!' 'Not bad, dear.' I pecked his lips lightly. 'Now, dear, put your hand on my arse, cup the sheen between my buttocks...ask me to fart on you.' 'Fart on me.' I screwed up my face and f***ed out a hot tight one. 'I bet you enjoyed that, didn't you, you disgusting pervert?' Guy beamed. 'Now kiss me so ...