I previously wrote about an encounter with a fetish model I met when first moving to LA.
A month and a half goes by, where one or the other of us is out of town. We agree we want to meetup, but it isn't happening. We have plans to hang out, she calls an hour ahead of time and backs out. I ignore her for a week, and she texts me apologizing for cancelling on me and saying she does want to hang out. I do a double flake reversal, and say I'm going to be in her neighborhood that night anyway. So a full 5 months after meeting, we meet up for the first time
I pick her up from her work at 9 pm, and we roll out to the beach. We walk along the sand and talk. The moon is glowing red, and the stars are glowing brightly. We walk out on a pier and observe all the people fishing. Then we head back to the beach and hang out on a lifeguard stand a bit. Logistics are bad. We can't go to her place (parents) and I live an hour away. So I just start escalating right there. There is zero resistance, and I just pull up her skirt, pull down her stockings, and then push her onto my jacket on the sand. We go at it right there on the beach
Afterwards, we walk back to my car and go at it again in the passenger seat. There is now sand all over my car.
Then I drive her back to her work and park next to her car. I open the back door of her SUV, push her in, and then hop in behind her and close the door. I'm laying down and she starts blowing me. A car pulls into the parking lot, and she just says "I gotta see if this is a cop." She pops her head up, confirms it isn't a cop, and then goes right back to work. Bless her heart. Her mom also calls while my cock is down her throat and she doesn't bat an eyelash
There was some pretty interesting commentary this evening. Some highlights:
Nomad: I'm going to do really naughty things to you.
HB: I fucking hope so
HB: I want to feel your cum down my throat
HB: Oh god, I love your tongue
We part ways, with her saying "You are pretty awesome."
2 weeks later we meet up again. She had already flaked on me one more time. Once again I double flake reversal
Again I meet up with her at her work. It is a piercing / tattoo studio. She is the last person there, and I need to use the restroom, so she unlocks the store and lets me in. When I come out of the bathroom, I push her into the tattoo chair and climb on top of her. She is wearing a long skirt with a zipper up the side, so I unzip and slide my hand up her thighs to discover she is freshly shaven and not wearing panties. I throw on a condom and start railing on her in the chair, and then turn her around and ride her doggy style while pulling her hair and slapping her on the ass. At one point, she kind of pauses, and then says "Oh, this is on tape!" The security cameras have been capturing everything. Sweet. I ask for a copy of the tape, but only her boss has access
We then roll down to the beach again, and have a short walk. We find an area about 50 feet from some people sitting around a bonfire singing Michael Jackson songs. I specifically recall hearing Man in the Mirror. I drop to my knees and start eating her pussy, and then tell her to get on her knees and turn around and I ride her again.
She is really petite and has a sweet ass. Her body type is just the way I like it. And she is naughty.
I drive her back to her car, and tell her next time she needs to come up to Hollywood to hang with me
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
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