Sylvia’s mother has left her daughter in her dressing room with her drummer while she goes all the way out to Pasadena to see about another engagement. She has known and worked with Cecil for more than twenty years. Cecil is also her lover. Sylvia doesn’t know any of this. Sylvia has plans of her own. She has been hungry for Cecil since she could toddle over and hug him. She has had intercourse one time before in her life, not with Cecil, but she is keeping quiet about that. Mom is gone for a while. Sylvia is going to grab her chance:

”If you are going to suck my dick, Sylvia, start at this end,” showing me where cock and ball sack meet.Guys always expect you to grab them by the knob, but you are going to be such a subtle and amazing lover. They won’t know what to do or think.., Here let me get my pants off.””Lick it here and here, sugar, Before you ever think about the big old knob floatin’ out there, there is all this sensitive territory that most girls just miss, but not you, baby…””Guys like it when women talk to them. It makes them feel like the woman likes them and wants to get her whole face down in a smelly part of his body…””Yeah, I know. That’s what does it. for me.””Well, how come you ain’t doin’ it on me?””Oh god, Cecil, I love licking you here…I fucking love it. You smell so sexy…””Sylvia, if that makes you feel so good, why don’t you rub your pussy for me to see?””Cecil, do you want to see me do..?”” Hell, yes, do I want to see this little white red-haired girl rub that thing in my face?””Cecil, will you jack off, jack it off, so I can see? “Oh, you like that? You like to see that?”I was breathing hard. “Oh yeah, that is super hot for me.” “Do you want my cum, baby? Do you want this old Black man’s stuff?”Oh yeah. Oh fuck yeah, please, please do me like that, Cecil. Jack off your big black dick in my face. C’mon. C’mon. Come on. I fucking want it..””Cecil brightened up'”OKAY! Now you talkin’, little mama. Talk like that to your man. That is the shit he wants to hear..”.”Please, Cecil”.”Well, hang on baby, we gonna make all the stops, bakırköy escort or die trying If you moved over this way, I could pull those panties off you with my teeth, baby, would you like that?””Yeah, Cecil, get my panties off. Taste my pussy, Cecil? Please?”He had his cock out, and it was hard and pointed straight up, not just out, but he had a little bend, and it pointed up to my face, I blew his dick. Oh, I know what you thought I was going to say: what I WAS going to say was I blew his pretty dick a kiss. You know, like a Marilyn Monroe fake sexy blow job kiss thing that she did so well. I was only f******n; I didn’t like to think about the future for too long. All I wanted to do was to feel his hands on my hips and my ass while he guided me down on his boner, and feel that dick fill me up from the opening of my pussy right to the fucking bottom. I remember that the last phrase in my head, “Right to the fucking bottom, ” sounded so cool and not like health class at all—just dirty and sexy.Fortunately for me, Cecil had a perfect set of brains, and never let the little head run the big one. However, there were times as lovers when I wished he had gotten a little crazier. I learned that was the image I had of him as a Black man and a jazz artist. He wasn’t like that at all.part of Cecil’s problems with relationships (besides his mother) was that so many women expected him to be this super sexy Black jazz guy when he was kind of a nerdy scholar. About 96%of the time.He lifted me, but he didn’t drop me down on the shaft of that dick, oh no.Sylvia, I can’t fuck with you today. I can’t. You are so sexy to me, but I…””Cecil, come on…I want it. I..”. ”We can do something else…”I was feasting on the thought of him filling my little pussy, feasting on it. I had the feeling, and the words and the actions down before any of it happened. I had had just enough of other kinds of sex that weren’t vaginal intercourse, so that I wasn’t afraid of my sex feelings at all. When it became clear that Cecil was telling the truth, that he had no plans for filing my little pussy hole, I was disappointed. beşiktaş escort I got all pouty and sad—this image of this sexually sophisticated lover that I was trying so hard to create. Cecil was not in my power, screaming for mercy as I tortured him so slowly with such intense sexual pleasure. That’s the way I thought it should be, but it was turning into little Sylvia being the needy one.He put me in this chair with massive springs under it.”Okay, Sylvia, put your feet here, Okay, bounce up and down a little.””How does that feel? It’s a unique chair I got for my lover. She can sit in that thing and bounce around, and she says when we fuck with it, she feels like she is floating. She said, “Cecil, this is the way all women want to feel when they fuck, but guys are usually on top of them or holding them down or something.””But, I thought you weren’t going to fuck me?””I’m not, not today anyway, Sylvia, though my dick is just screaming for it, Sylvia. Touch me, feel how hard I am.”When it comes to sex and cocks, I don’t care about long, If I like the guy, any size or shape will do, but when I am rubbing one off, and I think about what is sliding in my puss, it’s hard cocks that I think about. Hard, fat, uncut boners. Before I had had a chance to feel this magical thought of a man’s penis opening me up, Cecil produced one just like it. It was hard. Oh my god, was it ever.”C’mon, baby, get your hand around…there you go.[…okay. Bounce in the chair a little, play with yourself a little, jack Cecil’s dick a little. Talk to me about it. We aren’t going to have fucking sex today, but that doesn’t mean no sex is gonna happen”.I was bouncing in the chair, pussy turned up, one hand on him, one on me looking at this lovely naked man, a man I had wanted since I knew how to think. I thought that if I came up with the right words, he might get off his high fucking horse and fuck me while I was in his sex chair ”Play with it, sugar, come on this old man loves that stuff.”I was only too happy to do it.”Oh yeah lover I’m rubbing it for you, I want to feel you in me,””Slow down, honey, slow down beylikdüzü escort let me see…oh you are tiny, tiny, I think I would hurt you if I “Could you rub your dick on my clittie button, right here/? It’s okay. I won’t make you fuck me…”I wanted to use that strategy to get him to get so close to my pussy that he would give in and get his fat one right up me. I’ve had so much sex and so many lovers, but I don’t remember ever feeling quite like that againGetting fucked was was still part of my plan. If I wasn’t going to get fucked like a real woman this evening, I was going to give him my ass If not my ass, something else. I was turned on. Before mom came back and maybe after, I was going to get myself laid somehow, one way or another!Everything around me heated up and started spinning. I wanted this man. I was not going to settle for being pushed away.”Cecil, please, please look at me…”I was naked in the chair.”Watch me, Cecil.”I spread myself open so he could see everything. I put one, then two fingers in and slid then around.”Look at my pussy. I want you to eat it, Cecil, please, I know what to do…””Sylvia……..””Cecil, I call myself “The little cum-whore” I want to be your cum whore, Cecil. When was the last time you fucked the pussy of a girl who had never had dick before? Here, give me that boner, baby, please…”‘it’s just that I…””Like what? Cecil, my puss has never had anything it but these two fingers. Lick them, Cecil. Lick the fucking pussy juice right…”Cecil didn’t move.”My pussy is like a little oven, a super hot small oven around you. You look pretty big for me, but baby, I’m telling you, I will fuck you everywhere, in any hole, up my ass, in my mouth, down my fucking throat. Cecil, C’mon, I’m here, naked, rubbing my puss right in front of you.C’mon, baby, bring your dick over here. It’s so pretty I want to taste it, Cecil, please.”Cecil was aroused, from the tip of his cock to the far reaches of his psyche, where he remembered every charged sexual moment at ages thirteen, f******n, and fifteen. He was almost forty. He had put most of that stuff in cardboard folder in the basement of his mind, But now Sylvia had found the dusty box in his mind, opened it, was shaking all the contents all over the room while masturbating and begging to get fucked at the same time.He remembered how hard his cock had been when he was f******n years old. He was forty, It was just as hard right now.