so robots, lets assume you're a 28 yo khv,
not particularly ugly but just socially retarded.
and some 8/10 15 yo girl wanted to hook up with you.
what would you do ?
As tempting as it is, You can't do it.
>>26646555
if i was american i'd run like hell it's a fucking pedo sting
Save yourself anon, its not too late to turn back
You're being set up by joey salads man
I grabbed Ananya by the hand and we walked up the stairs into her bedroom. I closed the door behind her and she sat on the bed, eye locked with the unmistakable bulge in my pants.
"Take off those shorts, right now," I said.
A slight smirk appeared on her face as Ananya took off her denim shorts and purple panties all within a few seconds. I walked up to her, turned her around, and bent her over the bed.
"Get on all fours," I said.
"Oh fuck this is hot," she said. She was laying on the bed, on all fours, doggystyle, her light brown ass up in the air. "What are you going to do?" she asked.
I didn't say a word. Instead I got up behind her and spread her ass cheeks wide open, exposing her untouched beautiful brown asshole. I pulled her cheeks apart even more and leaned in for a whiff of her musky scent. She smelled like perfume and a distinctive earthy smell coming directly from her asshole. Oh my god it was dirty. But I didn't care. This is what I wanted. I stuck my tongue out and lapped up her entire asshole, feasting on every single inch I could get of it.
"Oh my god it tastes so fucking good," I said. I licked and licked and swallowed every taste I could. Her ass tasted like ass. Like untouched 18 year old ass. It was so wrong, and so dirty, and I loved every single flavor. Every single second. Ananya's ass engulfing everything around my mouth.
Ananya's breath was taken away, and it came back again with a loud moan. "Oh my god! You like my ass?"
"Fuck yeah I do," I said as I kept rimming her brown hole.
>>26646577
i'm europoor, its actually legal here
Chris Hansen
>>26646555
Nice trips and nice try fbi
It had been 3 weeks since Ananya and I had our first naughty ass-tasting experience. And a lot had changed in that time. I pulled up to her driveway and rung the doorbell. Ananya answered, greeting me with those lustful hazel eyes. I closed the door behind me.
We said no words. I took off my pants and exposed the throbbing erection I had been sporting all the way en route to her house. Her eyes widened and she smiled. She walked a few steps to her left and laid on her back against the soft carpet steps that lead upstairs. That same little smirk appeared on her face.
Again, no words. She just looked at me, and opened her mouth wide, making a seductively sexy popping noise as she smacked her lips open. I took the same few steps to the stairs and plunged the entirety of my hard cock deep into her throat. As she laid on the carpet stairs, hands on both of my hips, I thrusted in and out, in and out of her salivating esophagus, my balls slapping against her chin. The only noise in the whole house was the sloppy wet sound of my cock dipping into the deepness of her throat. She muffled a moan and it turned me on even more, so I did a few fast thrusts, fucking her face hard. I pulled out and she gasped for air.
"Hi," she finally said, after catching her breath.
"Hey beautiful. You finish the Trig?" I asked. I started to walk to the dining room table so we could start our actual tutoring session. But Ananya cutely whimpered like a puppy, so I quickly ran back to where she was on the stairs and greeted her smiling mouth with a few more quick thrusts into the back of her throat. She got up and gave me a kiss.
Forty-five minutes later, the Trig work was done, and Ananya and I had an extra hour before I had to leave.
"You hungry?" I asked her.
Ananya's hazel eyes were in a dream state these days when she looked at me. A haze of hazel. And as the haze cleared, the hazel spoke in the soft way she always did.
"I could really go for a popsicle," she said to me.
Before she even finished saying the word popsicle my cock had engorged and was in a pushing battle with my jeans zipper. And we weren't talking about frozen fruit on a fucking stick!
"Hmm, I wonder what the flavor is today," I said.
Ananya jumped up and grabbed me by the arm. "Ohhh, let's please please find out right the fuck now, ok?" She started to drag me up the stairs.
And so there we were, completely naked on her bed. Ananya laid on her side and I spooned up behind her. There was something about this girl. Fuck, I mean I know she and I had become total fuck buddies in this super taboo, super secretive, something out of a frickin' impossible-porn-movie situation. But as I scooted my pulsating penis up against her bubbly Indian ass, I had a million butterflies. Radioactive butterflies. Maniacal. Spawned in some dark alley lab of a psychopathic lepidopterist. It was hard to believe what she brought out of me.
I lifted Ananya's right ass cheek and exposed that nice brown butthole that I had only started eating a few weeks before. She was dripping wet, and so with an easy swipe of her pussy juices with my cock, I comfortably slid into her incredibly warm ass. One single dip. I pulled out and had my cock covered in a coat of her wonderful ass juices.
>>26646627
>untouched 18 year old ass
go away, there is no such thing
If it's legal go for it.
She moaned on that thrust, and turned her head to see what had come out. "Oh god, so good. What flavor is it today?" she asked.
I got off the bed and walked around to her side, my untouched cock still covered in those juices.
She leaned close to my member. "Mmmmm, sea salt caramel," she said with a giggle.
"Ready for your popsicle Ananya?" I asked.
She looked up at me with innocent schoolgirl eyes and cutely nodded. Another pop of her lips and her mouth was wide open. I eased that ass juice covered cock of mine into her mouth. But I didn't thrust. She wouldn't want me to. And Ananya was happy to receive it that way, as she proceeded to suck every drop off her juices off of my cock. She licked her lips and swirled her tongue around her gums. She swallowed and made a sigh of relief.
"Oh god," she whimpered. "It's so fucking tasty. Why is it so good?"
"Do you want--"
"YES! More more more, please baby, please," she groaned.
I skipped around the bed and back to where I was. One more dip. Just one. Back around again, and back into her mouth.
>>26646632
Well then you're in the clear. USA no can do
"God I love popsicles," she said. She started to lick her lips again and noticed the way that I was looking at her.
She laughed. "Oh, where are my manners?" She laughed some more. "Want to share?" she asked.
I smiled and leaned next to her onto the bed. We started to make out, swirling the juices from her ass and my cock around and around. It was a nearly indescribable taste. After wanting it so bad, after fantasizing about it day after day after day, and after having become so familiar with it, I loved the taste of her tangy Indian ass so much. So intimate, musky, complex and intoxicating. And I was the only one who knew her this way. No one else could say that. Maybe a friend could figure out what gift to give her on her birthday. But it felt empowering knowing that I've repeatedly experienced the unmistakable taste of her sexy ass juices, and that she'd be willing to share that with me.
I lost my patience. I reached over and stuck a finger in her ass. I pulled it out quickly and sucked my finger dry. Then I did it again. And again. And I gave some to Ananya too. Soon the room was filled with the sound of an assembly line rhythm of finger plunging and finger sucking. An occasional moan. And a waft of ass permeating her bedroom.
There we were, exhausted and entirely satisfied, soaking in the warm spring day. The sunlight seeped through the partially closed blinds, and we laid there enjoying each other's silence. It was all so peaceful, until a sound all too familiar to Ananya caught her ear and widened her eyes.
"Shit. My mom's car," she said.
We heard the car, it was all too familiar to both of us. Sangeetha was early for some reason. Sweat started to well upon my forehead. My heartbeat increased, and a total wave of panic flooded over me. I clumsily threw my pants back on, put my shirt on backwards, inside-out socks, a total frickin' mess. And my eyes darted, in desperate search of a place to hide. Ananya was freaking out, swearing like a sailor returned to shore, when we both heard the sound of plastic rolling on the driveway asphalt.
Ananya took a huge sigh. "The recycling."
That gave us at least five minutes. Plenty. Ananya gave me a wide smile of relief, and after peaking out the window to make sure that Sangeetha was taking her sweet time with the recycling bin, I pushed Ananya down to her knees and gave her a few thrusts into the back of her throat with my still hard cock.
"Oh yeah," I moaned. "You like getting your face fucked while your mom is home?"
She muffled some words. I'm pretty sure there was a "Yes" in there.
I pulled out and spanked her ass, and we sauntered down to the dining room table. Books open, pencils out, and we both kept messing around, slapping asses, pinching each other...almost as if we wanted to get caught.
The door opened a few minutes later and I greeted Sangeetha as I always did. Talking to her mom, locked in tutor-mode, I could see Ananya drunkenly daggering me with those eyes. I don't think she was in love with me, but I wasn't certain.
We went through the motions and I put my shoes back on as I headed out the door and off to my next session. Ananya met me outside.
"Wow," she said.
"You know it's less safe out here than it is in there. Indian parents looking at us from all directions," I said.
She laughed. "You know, I'm supposed to see 22 Jump Street with Jodie. But she's sick. Mom doesn't know though..."
This girl. Putting me in a state of an endless erection. I was surprised I could still teach kids anything with the lack of blood in my brain. "What kind of time does that buy you?" I asked.
"3 hours."
"Quite a lot can be done in 3 hours," I said.
Ananya played with her hair. "Meet me at the park over on Keller?"
"8?" I asked.
"9," she said.
I got in my car and drove off, my mind racing a mile a minute. What was I going to do with her tonight? What hadn't we already done? I bit my nails in nervous anticipation, and got a whiff of her tangy Indian ass. It was out of this world. The nectar of the frickin' gods. And yeah, I know it was ass. But it drove me crazy. I couldn't help myself. And as I spent the rest of the day working, all I could really do is play out the story in my mind of how I was going to get another taste later that night.
Around 8:55pm I pulled up to the corner of Parker and Keller. I had no more nails to bite. My palms were drenched. There was little to see; the dim moonlight upon the grass, a single lamppost lighting up the block. After a few minutes, emerging from the darkness was a tall Indian girl wearing tight white pants and a flowing red top. She saw me and smiled, and I reciprocated, but only for a second, when I saw what I saw. There was someone walking with Ananya! Another girl! She was pretty short, maybe 5ft1, Caucasian with blonde hair. I couldn't see her well, but the light from the lamppost highlighted her curvy hips, similar to Ananya's.
"Oh shit oh shit oh shit," I muttered under my breath. The two girls hopped in the car, the blonde to the backseat.
"Uhhh," was all I could get out. I looked at Ananya who looked back at me so casually, as if this wasn't a big frickin deal. I turned around to get a closer look at the blonde.
"Chelsea," she said, offering her hand.
"Hi. Um," as I turned to Ananya. "Uh."
Ananya and Chelsea laughed. "She's 18," said Ananya. "She's a really good friend. She knows exactly what's going on. And don't worry--"
"Parents are Catholic," said Chelsea. "And I mean weekly dinners with the monsignor Catholic. Eucharists in our pantry Catholic."
"Fuck, that's pretty Catholic," I said.
I eased into my seat a little more and smiled at both of them. "I wanna taste something a lot more flavorful than a eucharist," said Chelsea. She bit her lower lip.
I started to get a bulge.
"See?" said Ananya. "I say we drive to your place, and give Chelsea here the proper greeting."
"What does that mean?" asked Chelsea.
I stepped on the gas and started counting down the minutes in my head. I was beyond "on edge". I needed to take it slowly on speed bumps I was so close to bursting. The girls were chatting about God knows what while we approached my place. I raced in my mind as fast I did in the car. And just like that, we had stepped out and were walking up to my door.
"You never told me what a proper greeting is, Ananya," said Chelsea.
Ananya coyly smiled at me. "Let's show her first, sound good?" she asked.
"Fuck yeah," I said. I opened the door, let the girls inside. Ananya stood in front of Chelsea and started to strip, as did I. And as Chelsea watched us, she started to say something but Ananya shushed her. Chelsea watched as Ananya and I, completely naked, walked over to the sofa without saying a word. Ananya laid on her back upside down on the couch, so that her feet were dangling over the top, and her head was dangling off of the front edge of the sofa. With this easy access, I positioned myself, shoving my entire erection into her throat, and started throat fucking her like a deranged jackrabbit.
Ananya gagged and slapped me on the ass. "More," she gurgled.
I kept pounding her face, letting my cock feel the incredible warm sensation of a sloppy wet endless orifice. Again, no talking, no words, no communication...just a repeated "shuck" filling my living room, and an occasional gasp from Chelsea. I could feel my balls starting to tingle. I was going to burst. So I pulled out and walked over to the door and took the frozen Chelsea by the hand.
"Time for a proper introduction, Chelsea," I said.
Ripping her clothes off, I motioned her to the sofa. She excitedly skipped over there, orienting herself just like Ananya, the two girls giggling and whispering some sweet nothings to each other.
I stepped up to Chelsea. "Chelsea it's nice to meet you," I said, sinking my cock into her smaller but just as warm throat. I pounded away, being a little more sensitive just in case she wasn't as much of a pro as Ananya. Her mouth felt so great, and even though I couldn't get my dick in there as much, it felt just as amazing with its tightness gripping the walls of my shaft.
I would do it. There's no reason not to unless you think she'll accuse you of rape or something.
>>26646555
adam johnson please leave
Soon I had both girls inches away from each other, head-next-to-head, and I would take turns dipping in and out of their mouths. Back and forth, back and forth. A gurgle followed by a gurgle. Gasps for air. My cock completely drenched in saliva.
"Fuck, I need some in me, right now," said Ananya. She hopped off the sofa and got back on, doggystyle, ass up in the air, both of her hands on her cheeks, spreading it wide open for me. Chelsea sat next to her to get a good look.
"Fuck my ass," said Ananya.
"Tell me again," I said.
Hands still spreading her ass cheeks, she said, "I want you to shove your cock into Chelsea's mouth, get it nice and wet, and slide that entire thing deep into my asshole. Pound it!" she shouted.
I did as told, and with a saliva covered cock I slid into the gripping orifice of Ananya, feeling the dirty tightness engulfing me. She said, "Oooh", and I picked up the pace, fucking her ass really hard, making sure to go balls deep on each stroke.
"Ohhhhh, pound it pound it pound it uhh uhh uhh."
It was so sexy, and I could smell the scent of our fucking wafting up and around Chelsea's face.
"Mmmm, someone's getting ass fucked," Chelsea said.
"Smells intoxicating, huh?" I asked.
Chelsea stood up and leaned into my ear. "I want it. Let me taste it, pleeease," she said.
When I pulled my dick out of Ananya, it was glistening. A close-minded girl would shy away from something like that. But when Chelsea saw my cock come out of Ananya's gaping ass, her eyes widened and so did her mouth. She put her hand on the base of my cock and started to lick my entire shaft, lapping up the juices from our ass fucking session.
"Oh fuck," said Chelsea, "it's spicy. Oh my fucking god." She kept licking and licking, more urgently by the second, as if she couldn't help herself and needed to get every last drop of it.
Ananya lit up. "I knew you'd like it!" she said, turning around to see a completely clean cock. "Awww, none left for me?"
I pushed Ananya back against the couch, fucked her ass with about 10 solid thrusts, and pulled out once again.
"Ta-daaa," I said.
The girls laughed, and Ananya got down on her knees and started sucking super hard. She licked her fingers and palm after cleaning me.
"That is the best fucking thing in the world," she said.
"I seriously can't believe it," said Chelsea, as she licked Ananya's tongue. "I never thought your butt could taste like this. It's so spicy and flavorful."
Ananya tongue locked with Chelsea. "Want it directly from the source?" she asked the pixie-like Chelsea.
With an approving nod Ananya laid Chelsea onto the carpet floor. She squatted her bubbly ass directly over Chelsea's face. Ananya tried to tease, hovering just above the reach of Chelsea's erect and wanting tongue. So Chelsea grabbed her hips and forced Ananya's thoroughly fucked asshole onto her face. Chelsea was a fiend, lapping, sucking, intermittent purring...nearly as close as a person could get to gulping another's ass. Honestly, it made me ashamed of my own desire. It was nasty and equally sexy. Even Ananya gave me a few wide-eyed looks of surprise. A 'who is this girl and what did she do to Chelsea?' kind of thing. But hey, I was busy jerking it to the girls' performance while suctioning Ananya's taste off of my fingers, so who was I to judge.
The night continued on as a total carnal extravaganza until Chelsea's parents got in her head with a few suspecting texts. I didn't want to risk it for her, so I dropped her off at the park. But then I returned to Ananya. And of course I dropped her off too. But not for another hour. And man, that hour with her...You know, it was a story outside of this story. A story deserving of its own time. But my friends now's not that time. It will be one day though :)
>>26646779
sunderkek'd
>>26646555
I'd do it in a heartbeat. It's not like she's not already fucking other men.
>>26646812
Jesus that's good. Any source on this I can follow?
>>26646929
she doesn't, from what she told me she never had a bf and never did anything with a guy.
she said that boys in her school are immature jerks, and if she has sex with one of them he'll tell everyone and she'll have her reputaion ruined
she wants somone with "experience" who knows what he's doing to teach her suff, lol she thinks i have that.
>>26646555
bumpitydoodoo
>>26646720
>Sangeetha
