Date: Thu, 6 Jan 2022 11:31:19 -0500 From: Lawrence LaGhost Subject: SMUSH QUICKIE: Dress Socks My content is ALWAYS for mature audiences 18 and up. NO EXCEPTIONS! Chocolate-flavored erotica all day! SMUSH QUICKIE: Dress Socks Part One My colleague and I are at this benefit function, bored to fucking death and horny as fuck. We're sitting through a ton of endless speeches. Thank God for an open bar to numb away the boredom. When the speaking parts were finally over, my colleague and I decide to turn in. We share a hotel room to cut down on costs. We're drunk and shit, stripping out of our suits. Stripped down to nothing but our silk dress socks, we kiss each other with alcohol on our breath. It's so fucking hot it makes my dick hard. I order him to get down onto his knees. He does what he's told now he's gagging on my dick. Drool is dripping from the rim of his mouth. I tell him to let me eat his sweet ass out. He lays on his back, displaying his shit. I'm on my knees munching on his bootyhole. He moans so loudly it inspires me to fuck. I get up off my knees and then nibble on his toes. I can taste the silk of his chic dress socks. I'm getting turned on by the scent of the fabric. He asks me if I'm going to fuck him or what. I spit on his hole and then slide my dick in. He's holding his legs back, taking every inch. His bootyhole's instantly creaming as usual. My dick still manages to leave a smile on his face. The deeper I go the happier he gets. He screams and shakes with so much delight. Sort of like what he's doing right now. I ask him if he likes creaming for me. He says that he does while trying to catch his breath. Pre-cum is oozing from the tip of his dick. He's requesting for me to bust my load to the max. I tell him that I got him as I'm getting close. I'm balls deep making him cry for my nut. I ask him if he's ready, and he nods his head. I pull out and skeet all over his core. Some even made it to his strong neckline. He rubs it like lotion all over himself, then tells me that I fuck like a motherfucking sailor. I tell him so what that he cusses like one. He says that he'll do it again for round two. Part Two Damn, that nigga's dick is still stone-hard. I can't wait to ride on his ebony stallion. I'm sure it's a good time hopped up on steroids. I knew eventually I'd score that huge prize. We'd playfully flirt on the low at the office until one day we decided to link up after work. He was bi-curious and wanted to explore. We took things slow and just engaged in oral sex. We sucked each other off and ate each other out. Licking that bootyhole had that nigga sprung. It turns me on to lick the virgin ass of a big dick top while they jack their shit. I tell him to bend over and let me feast on that hole. He does what he's told, separating those cheeks. I spit on his virgin hole to thank him for that dick. He's gasping as my tongue meanders smoothly on his taint. Soon enough he'll let a nigga run-up in that ass. He's apprehensive, but that's to be highly expected. His chorus of moans is surfing through my ear canals. The tip of my tongue slices through his tight anus, piercing his shit and delivering joy. With every kiss given, he gives one back, winking that bootyhole onto my lips. I motorboat his shit and he hollers like a bitch. Just give him time, he'll be ready to open up. Today's not the day, but there's hope for tomorrow. A few more tongue fucks should bring him around. Once he realizes what the fuck he's been missing, he'll get curious about taking some dick. My shit is rock solid at the thought of him receiving. He seems like the type to might like it doggy-style. He would make a killing in some other nigga's video or even his own, utilizing his arch. I tell him to slow down that I don't want him to bust. He says he can't help it when I eat him like that. I tell him if he wants me to stop I will. He begs me not to, trying not to touch his dick. I resume dining on that prime booty-burger until my saliva becomes a waterfall. He reaches for his dick, and I remind him not to touch. He finally declares that he's ready to fuck. Part Three My, my, my that's a game-changing tongue. He nibbles on my asscheeks, making me twitch. He slaps my shit and says to me to turn over. I roll on my back and let him suck my fucking dick. Nigga is gifting me some mind-blowing throat. I tease my nipples to enhance the euphoria. He goes into overdrive and gobbles my penis. Down to the motherfucking balls. FUCK YEAH! He uses no hands like a goddamn pro. He comes up for air and spits on my shit. He climbs on top and takes a seat on his throne, prepared to rule over the land of my body. I worship his statuesque physique on top by praising his nipples and deity-like hips. He rotates slowly then picks up the pace. I smack that ass, keeping him on tempo. He props himself up on the soles of his feet and bounces that fatty on the shaft of my dick. His thick creamy booty juice abundantly splashes. My crotch more and more resembles Lake Victoria. The expression on my face lets him know he's in control. To be a leader at sex I have to learn to be led. This is the first time I fucked a dude's ass. A nigga can certainly get used to this shit. I sit myself up and then collect him in my arms. My dick is still deep and throbbing morse code inside him. I taste those nipples again and again. He's whispering sweet dirty nothings in my ear. I snatch those lips with my warm wet mouth, placing my tongue inside for refuge. He says to me how greatly he loves my sex. I tell him likewise that I'm addicted to his kitty. He begs me to get up in that ass from the back. I pull out and tell him that he knows the protocol. He assumes the position like a well-trained bitch, ready to bark up my motherfucking tree. I spit on that hole, disrespecting that shit. He spreads those cheeks and says to come through. I pull up and park myself for a minute so nigga can feel the intensity I'm driving. He howls to the moon and back for that stroke. I deliver it to his ass raw and direct. He arches himself and throws back that man-pussy. Full-grown and raised right, just as he portrayed it. I peep those hamstrings quivering sporadically. Then he shrieks out that he's about to bust a nut. He skeets all over the motherfucking sheets. Nigga is drained then passes out on his stomach. The perfect position for me to slide back in him. Incomplete dick-downs aren't my style. I'm getting much closer to achieving my nut, and he requests that I don't pull out this time. My veins are bulging with every damn stroke. My balls are activating a detonation sequence. It's a fucking countdown to the goddamn inevitable. Three, two, one... BLAST OFF! I launch my babies beyond deep in that ass. Moans of chaotic pleasure erupt in harmony. We're unified as one as my cum-flow cement us. His dress socks smoothly brush against mine. If you enjoyed or have feedback, hit up my email. lawrencelaghost@gmail.com ALWAYS KNOW YOUR STATUS -- amazon.com/author/lawrencelaghost