Romance in LA

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Part 1 of the 2 part series

Updated 06/02/2022
Created 08/29/2008
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The Irish Lass is A Good Luck Piece

I finally am away from home and it is time for a little sin.
Maybe I can find some romance, let the adventure begin.
Every young miss wants to screw, but can’t with parents around.
But away from home, in big LA, a girl can romance the town.

Chicks want to be naughty and have bad boys take their treasure.
A mystery of life that gives both good girls and bad boys pleasure.
The nice guy has many losses in the struggle to manage a score.
But a bad guy is a chic magnet who gets all he wants and more.

I wear a mini skirt; walk into the lounge with my heart beating.
Walking straight to Santo, I kiss his cheek to start the greeting.
I whisper “Come with me right now and light a fire in my shack.”
“Let’s go” He took my hand and we hurry into the black .

In my room he turns out lights and lit candles for mood.
He lays me down, first takes off my sweater, soon I am nude.
This colleen is very ready, eager, he is my handsome knight.
He knows he has a score, this soft sweet lass is his tonight .

He rubs white breasts and kisses my neck to achieve passion.
He touches between my legs to raise fire, to give satisfaction.
When my juices are ready, he demands, “Bring up your knees.”
Then he goes on top, and with a groan, into me he did squeeze.

Slowly at first, then faster and faster, he is moving just right.
My fingernails clench his back, an Irish lass wants sin tonight.
He is an old veteran, who loves his work, a screw grand master.
He thrust hard and cries out and groans, going faster and faster.

I felt him go very deep, I love taking all of his full measure.
I wiggle my ass and raise my legs to increase my pleasure.
He responds with a sigh and a moan as I take thrust after thrust.
This Irish lass is enjoying hot romance and just raw lust.

I cried “Oh God, Oh God” as he keeps up his drumming.
He kisses me and cries out “Pretty baby I’m coming”.
He is very big and he finishes with a groan and an aw.
Then he whispered, “Thank you” making a slow withdraw.

His kisses again are hot, tender and his lips very sweet.
I am proud I am a woman and very much enjoying my feat.
I like his fingers and tongue on my nipples, it is electric and nice.
The stud master looks into my eyes: “Angel, let’s do it twice?”

I laugh, then open my arms, a special invitation and lay on my back.
I raise my knees to display Irish beauty I again offer for his attack.
He quickly is on top and finds a colleen’s treasure, I am in bliss.
I like the intense feeling, I am hot and ready, my pussy is his.

Later we woke after a little sleep; I felt his hand on my thigh.
He told me to crawl out of bed , “I don’t want you to be shy” .
I am reluctant, but I am quick to submit and do as I am told.
I am a willing girl, he wants me for pleasure, he is very bold.

He stood and kisses me, then pushes me firmly to my knees.
I yield to his touch, I want to give him pleasure and please.
He sits on the side of the bed, pulling me close, He is hard as a rock.
To my lips his manhood touches, “Open your mouth, take my cock”.

My excitement rose as I open my mouth and his cock slips in.
“Suck baby with your tongue”, he demands, I delight in a new sin.
Soon our excitement is high as my tongue explores his shaft.
He is savoring my effort; I am very good at my new craft.

He has one hand squeezing my breast, the other guiding my head.
His eyes are closed, his head back, his passion is being fed.
I want to be a bad girl, so with my tongue I suck his cock.
He is enjoying his work, God he is big and hard as a rock.

When a girl gives her first blow job it is very erotic and intense.
I am very hot, with my sucking as I cross this forbidden fence.
As a girl delivers a BJ she must be proactive to end what she began.
She can’t be shy but must be sexy and passionate to finish her man.

I am a naughty girl, I lick and suck, till his moans came fast.
Oh God! He is coming in me!! His juices come as a blast.
At his moment of truth his carnal pleasure rises higher.
I suck and swallow, I am a willing girl to his desire.

He cries out in a final scream of ecstasy and delight .
No longer a shy girl, I cross a threshold that night .
We fuck and screw until all of our passion is gone.
Then we hug and kiss all this night until it is dawn.

In school the nun said that casual sex is a mortal sin
But sins can always be forgiven, so I am ready to begin
Let a stud know you’ll put out, let him imagine you nude
A girl will get her reward; she will be romanced and screwed



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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 7 years ago
Very Sexy

Great story. Is it true.

AnonymousAnonymousover 14 years ago
very sexy!!!!

Wow. Very sexy. Write more.

AnonymousAnonymousover 15 years ago
Sexy

Thanks. Do some more.

AnonymousAnonymousover 15 years ago
Real Sexy

Write some more

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