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Struck by the Muse ... ...
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Struck by the Muse ... ... I am not sure how and why this particular muse struck me - but it did ... ... So here is an attempt to deliver on a promise to return to the roots of the Blog so to speak ... I trust that all is well with everyone who reads this ... ... as this is my first attempt at pure fiction I'm a little anxious to hit the "ADD" button. I hope this is something everyone enjoys ... ... Please provide feedback so I know if I'm on the right track ... or should I say ... 'In the right hole ...' so to speak !.! LOL !.!.! He was watching you from afar most of the night ... Your eyes locked onto his a few times and you felt a flush and a faint stirring that you had not experienced in quite some time. The newly constructed Indian Casino was rather crowded for the wee hours of a brand new Tuesday morning. Nonetheless, you felt someone bump against you at the card table ... it seemed harmless ... except for the bulging groin pressed against the small of your back. It seemed to be a harmless collision in a crowd -- or was it ?.? A deep, outdoorsy, slightly southern voice quickly said, "Excuse me Mam ..." It was vaguely arousing - the very masculine voice and thought of a strange man's semi-erect cock pressing against you caused that flushed feeling to return ... this time it was followed with a longing to feel more ... a longing to be taken - not too rough; but, taken none the less. It was a desire that had been building for a long time ... desire for what the single called 'getting some strange ...' You were preoccupied with a desire to find sexual release as called it a night and headed to the parking garage. You exited the elevator at the correct level and the crisp, cool, night air hit you and quickly cut through the light-weight silk top you were wearing ... Your nipples immediately engorged and continued to harden as the silky fabric brushed against them as you walked to your vehicle. You were distracted as you rustled in your handbag for your keys and didn't notice the shadow near the adjacent car. You found your keys and slid the correct one into the lock when a strong hand grasped your shoulder and pushed you against the door while the other quickly lifted your skirt ... and a skilled hand began to caress the firm, creamy flesh of your ass. Fear shot through you like a lightning bolt and before you could scream a vaguely familiar deep, outdoorsy, slightly southern voice said, "Don't be scared ... I know what you want ... I know what you need ... I know what little sluts like you need ... I know you felt me and I know you want it too ..." You felt your G-String pulled aside and a skilled hand spread your butt cheeks apart and skillfully move up and down ... as You began to feel the fire of lust burn inside you ... His fingers moved up and down ... probing your wet slit ... spreading your pussy lips apart ... ... gliding smoothly coating them with your silky wetness. It felt good ... intense, forbidden yet - so damn good as your spread your legs apart inviting further exploration. The invitation was accepted as you felt his fingers circle your tightly puckered ass ... as a few fingers slick with your essence probed the opening of your back-door. Lost in the intensity of the moment and the need to be fucked -- Your fears evaporated ... only to be replaced by the need to feel a cock in your ass ... to enjoy the fullness ... for your sensitive asshole to feel the powerful thrust of the veiny shaft a fat cock slide in and out of your tight little bumm ... ...to feel his release - every muscle in his body clenching - followed by the animalistic, primal groan as his cock throbbed and pulsed a big load of cumm deep inside you ... ... The pressure on your shoulder ceased ... the hand on your ass was gone the fullness in your ass had withdrawn ... ... You turned the key and the engine roared to life as you realized that it was a good thing you had opted for the leather seats, as your pussy was a sopping little mess. Your mind began to focus as the post-orgasmic haze cleared away and you wondered whether the last 5 minutes had been real or imagined. It was then that you noticed the magic bullet on the seat between your legs. Suddenly clarity struck and you recalled having secreted away 'Mommy's Little Helper,' in the center console so long ago. You must have finally given into the lust that had been building in you for months ... ... As you buckled your seatbelt and shifted the car into reverse you couldn't help but wonder why your ass had that 'hurt-so-good' feel if it had all been imagined while you masturbated ?.?.? From the Gold Country of Northern California's Sierra Nevada Mountains, Range Bull |
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Love this one Bull ... Very nice muse by the way  hugssssssssss VBecome a blog watcher sweet_vm
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Love the quote: "Fear shot through you like a lightning bolt and before you could scream a vaguely familiar deep, outdoorsy, slightly southern voice said, "Don't be scared ... I know what you want ... I know what you need ... I know what little sluts like you need ... I know you felt me and I know you want it too " Fear and excitement are very close to the same emotion.. ;0
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