hurrah for saffers..

some of my more memorable sex of late has been with saffers. well to be fair two were home grown and one moved there, still.

they have such enthusiasm and energy for sex it becomes a simple pleasure without any extraneous rubbish. its fun, dirty, boisterous, giggly fun. wonderful.

pumpkin was no exception to the saff rule.

we talked, we met, it could have gone either way. he looked great, was charming with a wicked smile. we swapped likes/fetishes/fantasies. he strolled round the area leaving me talking to friends. i watched him walking back and felt my pussy tighten.

i asked him what time he turned into a pumpkin, not for hours so i kissed him.

he loves kissing i had to see for myself; damn he was good. firm, insistent, and able to coordinate his limbs to increase the heat. he licked my neck and bit, i was squirming, close to cumming. i told him how wet he made me. we went somewhere private to see.

we pulled each others clothes off. i laughed with joy. we tasted us, stroking, tonging, nuzzling our way to 69. his cock stood proud, pre cum calling me. he/it tasted delicious.

i came lots, over and over. he took me from behind, his necklace, cold, hit the g-spot on my back. i came again. i straddled his arse wishing i had my strap-on with me. i whispered how i wanted to fuck him with my strapon; the dildos were large and larger, which did he want? we both know the answer came the tight reply. he talked dirty, i came. apparently hed never had someone cum on his backside before. strange.

it was getting late/early when i left. i didnt shower till i was home. its so nicely sleazy having sweat and cum all over your body, dont you agree?