Well, I have a hot-as-hell box and if I had any character I would not have anything to confess. Call me cheap, whatever. I saw my date's dad and went for him, hot and heavy. His son had begged me for a date and I accepted after some weeks of his begging. Then I met his dad at his home and he took my breath away. Hot bloods recognize me and I recognize them.

Looking at his satyr-like face, my pussy became soaked and enlarged (or so it felt). The next time I went out with Wimpy kid, I left my panties off. I sat directly in front of his dad and spread my legs. He was totally unlike his son. I saw the outline of his fat, hardened joint under his pants and knew that it was going to be jamming into me soon. Reaching under my skirt I trounced my soaked clit and let him hear the loud, slurping sound. The poor fucking guy almost went nuts.

The first minute we were alone in a room he grabbed my ass and said, "You want some, you got it." He followed his son's car as Wimpy drove me home and daddy followed about one block away. I walked into my front door then out again when I heard Wimpy kid drive off. Daddy's car was parked where his son's car had just been. I was so hot that I could feel my heartbeat in my pussy. With a pulsating crotch, I flew into his car and we went to a large shopping mall parking lot with his cock already out and me stroking it hard, pounding on it in my closed fist as we found a spot in the back of the lot but still amidst cars. I felt his pre-cum already dripping on the back of my hand.

I sucked his hot, moist rod and then finally fucked him while he called me all kind of foul names: whore, bitch, dirty slut, cock sucker, etc. and I loved it. We moved into the back seat and I straddled his face, rubbing my pussy all over it, then, slid his pole into me, balls deep, and rode that sucker until he shot off his load deep into me and I stopped only after I had drained him dry. His rock hard cock seemed to be in my stomach, it was so deep. We did it a few more times after my dates with the hapless Wimpy kid, but then I lost interest. This is because I met my friend Amy's blazing hot mum. As I discovered, growing up, there is nothing like the tongue of a pussy loving woman...nothing.

The minute we met I felt her crazy wild eyes pouring all over me like scalding water. She had me over for dinner and we cleaned up. Her mom was going nuts glancing at me, breathing hard and licking her lips. Thankfully, Amy excused herself to go to the toilet. I jumped over to her mom and she let out a low scream as we went nuts doing it all while Amy was sitting on the pot. She went down on me and fucked both of my holes with her powerful tongue, licking all over my crotch and rimming me. I watched her wild head and I pushed it hard into me at the back of it under my skirt.

Four fingers of her right hand were wildly fucking me as we French-kissed each other when we heard Amy flush the pot. This is one experienced bitch but I'm going to get much more of her. I'm gonna fuck that hot mamma until she finds out just who is doing who. Amy knew her mother loved muff-diving and rug munching and asked me to be her first. I told her my demands were major so to think about it first. My imagination then went wild and I envisioned both hot mamma and little Amy's tongues busy on me. We'll see. I don't feel Amy's heat but maybe she can watch mamma and me at it first.

I don't feel guilty at all. Why should I? Who is getting hurt? I meet hot people, they want some and I give it to them. What is simpler than that? Why play games? You can play the games. I will take the fucking. At 19 I have discovered that adults are the best. They don't hesitate for one minute. You can also tell the hotties from the coldies at one glance.