Kate Is Nate's Slutty Valentines Tart - Sex Stories

Kate Is Nate's Slutty Valentines Tart

This is a poem 'bout Nate and a dirty slut named Kate. How neither of them could wait for a Sweet Valentine's date. Nate worked at the auto-mart 'cause he wasn't very smart. Kate's legs were always apart because she's a dirty tart. When Kate leans on the counter, the stench of slut surrounds her. After a brief encounter, Nate thought he’d like to mount her. He said, “Hi, how are you Kate? Tonight I’m gonna work late. Wanna meet me at the gate? Promise this time I will wait." Kate and Nate waited 'til dark. He took her to the car park. They were having a big lark. They were naked, both quite stark. The carpark's not very bright. Street light shining in the night. Flickering in the dim light. The night atmosphere feels right. There was lots of hard kissin' and both their clothes were missin' Nate looked and saw her glisten, his car seat, they will christen. There is a sweltering heat; when two young hot bodies meet. Bodies dance to the same beat to get their tingling sweet treat. Kate said, "Do you wanna lick? It'll make me really slick, so you can dip your big wick, and make me cum really quick." They think they are gonna fuck. Both thought for starters, they'd suck. If Nate has brought his good luck ...

... she'll make his big hard cock buck. Hear the soft breathing quicken of both the lustful stricken. Kate watches his cock thicken and his soft cock head glisten. Her soft, long legs, he unlocks. His cock heads for the pink docks in her tight, wet little box. Then her slutty body rocks. Don't let the climax be rushed. Nate came with one last big thrust. The first river of spent lust sprayed all over Kate's big bust. The spurting of Nate's hot seed becomes pools of lust's spent need. Kate and Nate's hot need is freed in this delectable deed. Nate wasn't ready to part from this slutty little tart whose legs he spread wide apart behind the closed auto-mart. He said "Kate, would you be mine? Be my slutty Valentine. I think you're hot; very fine. I wanna make you all mine." She said “Will you piss off Nate, I don't think you're all that great. Didn't take me on a date. And my fucking name's not Kate!” My name is Catherine. All stories appearing on the Lush Stories website under the name, Trinket, are the exclusive property of Trinket (unless stated otherwise). These stories may not be reproduced, copied, transmitted or manipulated without the written permission of Trinket. All stories are copyright ©2014 2015 Trinket.