From Karen's point of view
This story was written for this picture of Karen by request:
https://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/9252688/172298159
I saw him approaching and thought what a beautiful Ginger. I know many men from the UK, but none of them look like that. His walk was confident, his head high. The jeans he was wearing clung to his sinewy legs like paint, not a fold to be found, except…. Holy shit… could that be? I had always assumed the rumors about the small size of redheads, but this proved them wrong. How could he even walk with that thing in his pants? I could feel that yearn between my legs begin to rise. But he walked right past….fuck!
My thoughts lingered and I did not hear him stop and approach from behind. “Are these yours?” I heard as he reached over my left shoulder, presenting my sunglasses which somehow had fallen to the ground. I was startled and fell backwards. Not missing a beat, he caught me with his other hand around my waist setting me upright, but not before his wonderful package pressed between my cheeks. “Yes”, I replied as I grasped my glasses and let his hand graze across my breast. “Thank you”, I added as I turned to my left to face him. He was tall and I stared up to his eyes, keeping him close as the curve of my hip embraced manhood.
His reaction was immediate, I could feel him growing. “You may have to stay there for a moment until I am decent for the public again.” He said as he smiled. I had other ideas as I backed into the nearby alley. He started to speak, but I placed my finger across his lips. As I dropped to my knees, I heard him gasp. I undid his button-fly and released the most beautiful erection I had ever seen. Wasting no time, I slid him into my throat. I met each of his thrusts with vigor, my saliva coating more and more of his shaft. The yearning between my legs was great and my fluids were practically dripping. He began to swell and pulse; as if he would explode… then he stopped...
He reached down and grabbed under my arms, lifting and turned me in one smooth motion. I felt the warm summer air on my ass as he raised my skirt. I prepared for his entry, excited with the notion of taking my biggest penis yet. I was surprised when he did not enter. Instead, his meaty head parted my lips slightly and he ran his shaft under me its entire length. I looked down and saw his head pushing the front of my skirt forward. His motion was slow, each time he moved, his shaft caressed my clit. I was on fire!
Again he lifted me without warning. I instinctively leaned towards the alley wall placing my hands upon the brick for balance. As I descended, I felt the penetration. It was full and complete. His entire length buried up to my lips. It was like being struck by lightning. My back arched, pulling my hands for the wall. He stumbled back… are we falling! No, his strong legs extend and regain our balance… for a moment. With no wall in front of me, I begin to fall forward. I find myself helpless. Impaled on his penis and out of reach to the bricks, instinct kicks in again… I find my hands over my head, clasped behind his neck keeping me upright.
Balance restored, he is now bouncing me on his member. The angle is wonderful. With each descent, his shaft finds the rough texture on the front wall of my vagina. My g-spot has never seen action like this. In seconds my first orgasm rolls over me.
My gaze travels up the narrow alley to the sky…. we have company! An elderly man was enjoying an afternoon Sangria on his balcony… he must have been there the whole time. I whisper the news to my lover, he does not care. “I’m not sharing you today!” he whispers back. The thrusts continue. My head is spinning. The warm summer breeze, the smell of Jasmin and Honeysuckle, his hands on my breasts... it’s too much…. a second orgasm rolls across my body.
In moments I feel his penis start to swell again… he is close. He once again deftly lifts me to the sky, I find myself returned to me knees facing the biggest, most purple throbbing erection in my life. I take a mental picture of the moment (I replay that day in my head over and over) just as the eruption begins. It hit the bridge of my nose, splashing across my cheek below my eye, before gravity drew it down over my lips and chin finally settling in to my cleavage.
As we stood and straightened ourselves out the sun was setting and city noises were beginning to filter back to our senses. He began to walk away; I said “No”... “Pardon?” he inquired. I turned and walked the other way. Looking back over my shoulder with a smile I stated “They are not my sunglasses.”
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I saw him approaching and thought what a beautiful Ginger. I know many men from the UK, but none of them look like that. His walk was confident, his head high. The jeans he was wearing clung to his sinewy legs like paint, not a fold to be found, except…. Holy shit… could that be? I had always assumed the rumors about the small size of redheads, but this proved them wrong. How could he even walk with that thing in his pants? I could feel that yearn between my legs begin to rise. But he walked right past….fuck!
My thoughts lingered and I did not hear him stop and approach from behind. “Are these yours?” I heard as he reached over my left shoulder, presenting my sunglasses which somehow had fallen to the ground. I was startled and fell backwards. Not missing a beat, he caught me with his other hand around my waist setting me upright, but not before his wonderful package pressed between my cheeks. “Yes”, I replied as I grasped my glasses and let his hand graze across my breast. “Thank you”, I added as I turned to my left to face him. He was tall and I stared up to his eyes, keeping him close as the curve of my hip embraced manhood.
His reaction was immediate, I could feel him growing. “You may have to stay there for a moment until I am decent for the public again.” He said as he smiled. I had other ideas as I backed into the nearby alley. He started to speak, but I placed my finger across his lips. As I dropped to my knees, I heard him gasp. I undid his button-fly and released the most beautiful erection I had ever seen. Wasting no time, I slid him into my throat. I met each of his thrusts with vigor, my saliva coating more and more of his shaft. The yearning between my legs was great and my fluids were practically dripping. He began to swell and pulse; as if he would explode… then he stopped...
He reached down and grabbed under my arms, lifting and turned me in one smooth motion. I felt the warm summer air on my ass as he raised my skirt. I prepared for his entry, excited with the notion of taking my biggest penis yet. I was surprised when he did not enter. Instead, his meaty head parted my lips slightly and he ran his shaft under me its entire length. I looked down and saw his head pushing the front of my skirt forward. His motion was slow, each time he moved, his shaft caressed my clit. I was on fire!
Again he lifted me without warning. I instinctively leaned towards the alley wall placing my hands upon the brick for balance. As I descended, I felt the penetration. It was full and complete. His entire length buried up to my lips. It was like being struck by lightning. My back arched, pulling my hands for the wall. He stumbled back… are we falling! No, his strong legs extend and regain our balance… for a moment. With no wall in front of me, I begin to fall forward. I find myself helpless. Impaled on his penis and out of reach to the bricks, instinct kicks in again… I find my hands over my head, clasped behind his neck keeping me upright.
Balance restored, he is now bouncing me on his member. The angle is wonderful. With each descent, his shaft finds the rough texture on the front wall of my vagina. My g-spot has never seen action like this. In seconds my first orgasm rolls over me.
My gaze travels up the narrow alley to the sky…. we have company! An elderly man was enjoying an afternoon Sangria on his balcony… he must have been there the whole time. I whisper the news to my lover, he does not care. “I’m not sharing you today!” he whispers back. The thrusts continue. My head is spinning. The warm summer breeze, the smell of Jasmin and Honeysuckle, his hands on my breasts... it’s too much…. a second orgasm rolls across my body.
In moments I feel his penis start to swell again… he is close. He once again deftly lifts me to the sky, I find myself returned to me knees facing the biggest, most purple throbbing erection in my life. I take a mental picture of the moment (I replay that day in my head over and over) just as the eruption begins. It hit the bridge of my nose, splashing across my cheek below my eye, before gravity drew it down over my lips and chin finally settling in to my cleavage.
As we stood and straightened ourselves out the sun was setting and city noises were beginning to filter back to our senses. He began to walk away; I said “No”... “Pardon?” he inquired. I turned and walked the other way. Looking back over my shoulder with a smile I stated “They are not my sunglasses.”
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