Top marks for romp with naughty shop girl
Dear Krystal, I USUALLY hate Christmas shopping, but this year there was a treat in store for me as I searched for suitable gifts.
The thought of battling the crowds and queuing for hours leaves me cold. So I decided to get organised for once and do my shopping early.
A few weeks ago I headed out one Saturday morning, list in hand, on a retail mission.
I am a single fella but still have plenty of presents to buy – brothers, parents, aunties, uncles and the rest.
I got off to a great start, picking up just what I wanted in the first shop and quickly snapping up a bargain in one of the early high street sales for my mum.
I had decided to get my dad a new sweater to keep him cosy during the cold months, so I headed for a menswear shop to check out the garments.
After a couple of minutes I noticed one of the shop assistants was loitering and, to my deep joy, she was an absolute stunna.
Blonde, petite and with an impressive top rack – just the way I like my ladies. I obviously looked a bit lost so she sidled over and asked me if I required any help.
If I’m honest, I didn’t. I had already picked out a lambswool cardigan for the old boy and was about to head to the cash till to buy it.
But I couldn’t resist spending some time with this little minx, so played dumb and said I needed Xmas gifts and new clobber for myself.
We’d soon picked out a pile of clothes and she asked if I would like to try them on, giving me a cheeky little wink as she said it.
I followed her to the fitting rooms, which were deserted, and she said she would come into the cubicle with me to see if I needed any different sizes.
As soon as the curtain was drawn, she was on her knees and unbuckling my belt. Thank god it was warm in the shop as she pulled out my little chap and tugged it hard.
After I had reached a suitable stiffness, she popped my pole into her mouth and sucked it like a pro.
I was well in the mood and told her to bend over. She did so without hesitating and I rutted her with some abandon.
Just as I was nearing climax we heard another customer come in and had to finish off in silence – biting our lips.
The problem is I got my dad’s cardigan out to wrap up and noticed it has a worrying stain on it. Any tips?
GV, Durham I AM sure you have heard about every kinky sex peccadillo – until now!
I developed my minor perversion only in recent years, but already it is driving my mad.
You see, ever since we started to have harsh winters again I have found myself getting turned on by snow.
I spend all summer miserable, wishing away the sunny months and longing for the cold snap.
And when the white stuff does arrive, I can barely hide my aroused member in my ski pants.
As soon as there is snow on the ground I’m randier than a teenager on Viagra. I spend hours outside and even roll around in the icy mass, feeling like I am king of the world.
My ultimate fantasy is to have a sexy snowball fight with a couple of naked glamour girls and end up getting frisky in a snowdrift.
Are you up for it or do you know any girls who are? I reckon you would have a fantastic time!