Dirty Old Man Has Desires: A Tempting Secret

I love doing things I know I shouldn’t do.

 

You could say I’m a naughty little slut. Though I love tempting and teasing men until they have fantasies dancing in their head. I really love when they bring those fantasies to life. I get that I can be distracting in my tight little outfits, flashing my body around and licking my lips. Life is just so much more fun when I’m sinful. The most fun I have in any given week is tempting each dirty old man I find until they’re ready to whip their cock out and beg me to suck it. Just like this past weekend.

I went over to visit my best friend for her birthday party. She’s amazing and I love her dearly, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to cover up. I had on a low cut dress with a high hem that day. I love showing off my curvy body and long legs. When I grabbed popsicles and shots for the birthday girl and me, I noticed her uncle watching. I knew just by how he was looking at me that he is a dirty old man with plenty of experience.

We locked eyes I licked my popsicle and I knew this dirty old man wanted more than a view.

I showed him what my mouth could do as I sucked and licked the popsicle. Moaning as my lips spread around the popsicle and I slid it deep into my mouth until it hit the back of my throat. He sat down at the kitchen island. I leaned over the counter, so he had a great view of my cleavage. The dirty old man didn’t stand a chance.

“Enjoying the popsicle?” he asked.

I giggled and licked from the base to the tip before moaning softly. “I can manage something a whole lot better filling for my throat.”

Since my best friend was busy with her other guests, I walked around the island and straddled her uncle. He was definitely a dirty old man . Watching my hot young self straddle him as his eyes focused on my mouth. I leaned back against the counter and rolled my hips on his growing bulge.

I wanted this dirty old man to show exactly what he was fantasizing about.

“You’re a naughty girl aren’t you?” He asked in a deep, growling voice.

“And you’re a dirty old man who’s hard watching me suck a popsicle,” I replied while rubbing myself on him again. “Maybe I should be sucking something else.”

He stared at my tits as I rolled my hips on him. Since his hard cock was rubbing against my clit. I moaned for him, just to see how many fantasies I could create for this dirty old man. I undid his pants and he didn’t stop me when I pulled his hard cock free and stroked it as I kept sucking and licking my popsicle.

He groaned and nodded to me before glancing to the side until I put the head of his cock against my panties and choked myself on the popsicle. I thought the dirty old man was going to come on the spot as I let my eyes roll back.

“Are you going to let yourself enjoy this, dirty old man? Are you going to come all over my thin little panties so I have a reason to get in the pool, Uncle?” I said in a sticky voice.

I hiked my skirt a little higher so he could see my wet panties and he watched his cock sliding against the soft fabric like I was magic. Apparently, this dirty old man hadn’t gotten laid in a while. He leaned forward and buried his face between my tits with his eyes still on my mouth, working over the melting popsicle as it made me a sticky mess.

My friend’s uncle picked up the pace, like he could fuck a hole in my panties and get deep inside me.

He grunted and growled as he rubbed me on his cock until he was shaking and had forgotten the rest of the world. A dirty old man living his fantasy with me right here, unable to remember that a party was happening just outside.

“You can make me sticky mess too. I know you want to. You’re such a filthy, dirty old man,” I moaned.

He exploded all over me, groaning as he shuddered. I slid off his lap, not bothering to try and clean his cum off me. He might be a dirty old man, but I’m a naughty little slut and I love bringing fantasies to life. Having fun with this dirty old man was almost as fun as hooking up with my ex.

 

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