HURRICANE IRMA AND THE VAGAOND PRINCESS
Yummy Pumpkins decided to escape the threat of hurricane Irma to Palm Beach. She drove toward her brother's house in the Orlando area. Her trip didn't go exactly as planned. What follows is excerpts from her emails to me and my expansions on her messages:
Hi honey, The traffic out of Palm Beach was unbelievable. I thought I had plenty of gas, but because of the creeping pace I ran dry near Kissimmi. Fortunately, a very nice man stopped and picked me up. I think he has a good sense of humor. He said as I got into the car that old saying from the late 50's ''Gas, grass or ass.'' He didn't have any idea of how horny I was after not being able to be with yo for so long. Obviously, tere was no gas---every station had a sign out saying they were empty, and I haven't smoked a joint in 20 years---and he had no idea how anal I am. I didn't say anything. I knew I had taken my vibrator with me when I left, sso I wasn't going to get so horny that I couldn't resist some man's advances. I know yo have told me I'm free to do anything sexually I need to do when we can't be together, but I try to save myself for you---you SAY you won't be bothered by what I do, but that pussy spanking you gave me was a little more serious than we made t out to be...I do love looking at men's cocks...Hell, I can't look at yours for more tan a minute before I want it I my mouth! lol. Anyway, e took me to is place. It turns out he lives in a place called Lake Como or something, which happens to be a nudist park. He said we would have to be nude while we were there---which didn't bother me---you know clothes are always optional for me. hahaha. And he said he was homosexual, so I didn't have to worry about him making advances to me. He was such a great looking guy tat I felt a twinge of disappointment for a second, but knew I had my trusty ''wand'' in my suitcase. no suffering for this always horny girl hahaha!
He was a perfect gentleman. He made a nice Italian meal for us which we ate in the nude, of course,and we talked for a long time, and got to know each other more than I would have ever dreamed, until it was time for bed. He put a pillow on the couch and told me to sleep in is bedroom and he would sleep in the living room. We said good night and I went into the bedroom and closed the door. I was getting ready to crawl into bed when I thought it might be a nice remedy for the tension of the storm ( and my constant horniness. lol) I reached into my suitcase to get my ''big black relaxer'' and discovered I had left it home by mistake. What I had mistakenly put into the suitcase was the strap on I ordered for us to try some anal sex on you. After some thought I realized that I could use the strap on to masturbate without much trouble.
But just as I started crawling into bed I heard a gentle knock on the door. I was totally naked and had nothing to cover myself with and inadvertently held the strap on in front of my breasts. When I peeked around the door, Karl---we were on a first name basis now, started to speak when he suddenly noticed what I was holding in my hands. I had noticed Karl's manhood earlier when he was serving me dinner---nice sized and respectfully flaccid Homosexual or not, his man-art twitched noticeably when he saw the stap on. We both realized we were looking down at each other and looked up and started laughng out loud. Karl reached out and put his hand on my shoulder
to be contined
Hi honey, The traffic out of Palm Beach was unbelievable. I thought I had plenty of gas, but because of the creeping pace I ran dry near Kissimmi. Fortunately, a very nice man stopped and picked me up. I think he has a good sense of humor. He said as I got into the car that old saying from the late 50's ''Gas, grass or ass.'' He didn't have any idea of how horny I was after not being able to be with yo for so long. Obviously, tere was no gas---every station had a sign out saying they were empty, and I haven't smoked a joint in 20 years---and he had no idea how anal I am. I didn't say anything. I knew I had taken my vibrator with me when I left, sso I wasn't going to get so horny that I couldn't resist some man's advances. I know yo have told me I'm free to do anything sexually I need to do when we can't be together, but I try to save myself for you---you SAY you won't be bothered by what I do, but that pussy spanking you gave me was a little more serious than we made t out to be...I do love looking at men's cocks...Hell, I can't look at yours for more tan a minute before I want it I my mouth! lol. Anyway, e took me to is place. It turns out he lives in a place called Lake Como or something, which happens to be a nudist park. He said we would have to be nude while we were there---which didn't bother me---you know clothes are always optional for me. hahaha. And he said he was homosexual, so I didn't have to worry about him making advances to me. He was such a great looking guy tat I felt a twinge of disappointment for a second, but knew I had my trusty ''wand'' in my suitcase. no suffering for this always horny girl hahaha!
He was a perfect gentleman. He made a nice Italian meal for us which we ate in the nude, of course,and we talked for a long time, and got to know each other more than I would have ever dreamed, until it was time for bed. He put a pillow on the couch and told me to sleep in is bedroom and he would sleep in the living room. We said good night and I went into the bedroom and closed the door. I was getting ready to crawl into bed when I thought it might be a nice remedy for the tension of the storm ( and my constant horniness. lol) I reached into my suitcase to get my ''big black relaxer'' and discovered I had left it home by mistake. What I had mistakenly put into the suitcase was the strap on I ordered for us to try some anal sex on you. After some thought I realized that I could use the strap on to masturbate without much trouble.
But just as I started crawling into bed I heard a gentle knock on the door. I was totally naked and had nothing to cover myself with and inadvertently held the strap on in front of my breasts. When I peeked around the door, Karl---we were on a first name basis now, started to speak when he suddenly noticed what I was holding in my hands. I had noticed Karl's manhood earlier when he was serving me dinner---nice sized and respectfully flaccid Homosexual or not, his man-art twitched noticeably when he saw the stap on. We both realized we were looking down at each other and looked up and started laughng out loud. Karl reached out and put his hand on my shoulder
to be contined
7 年 前
