Red Riding hood Part 1

 

As I take the last drag of my cigarette, hiding in the shadows but letting the moonlight hit me in just the right places so that someone who’s looking will find me, I feel my beloved man junk start throbbing. Someone interested must be getting close. I throw my butt on the ground and slowly step out slightly so that I could be seen a little more. My long red cape billowing back to reveal my small little barely there dress. Not even enough to cover my bra and thong all the way! I didn’t want him to pass me. I heard footsteps approaching and a slight cough from his throat. Like he was letting me know he was here. I started walking towards my apartment a block down the road, and he followed. Once inside, he took his coat off and asked, “How much for a half hour?” I told him we could discuss payment afterward. He stripped down and stood there, waiting for me. I took everything but my panties off. I had my junk hidden so that I didn’t scare him away. He wants it, I know he does. He just doesn’t know it. Yet.

I grabbed a handkerchief and folded it neatly to use as a blindfold. He didn’t seem to mind. I tied it tightly around his eyes and then slipped my panties off and let my hard throbbing dick loose. I grabbed my lube and oiled myself up and I noticed him getting impatient. “I did say I only have half an hour, you know.”

“Sshhh. Don’t rush. Trust me, it will be worth the wait. You won’t need a half hour.”

I didn’t like his impatience. I don’t like to be fucking rushed. So I made him wait and listen to me. I started to masturbate, sliding my hand up and down on my man shaft, getting oh-so hard. I was breathing deep and shallow. He must’ve thought I was fingering some fucking tight wet little pussy. How wrong he was. I was stroking my huge thick man cock like the fucking pro that I was. His dick was getting so hard, thinking about sliding it inside a wet cunt. Little did he know that HE was the one about to be fucked. HARD!!! Who is afraid of the big bad wolf now?

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