I think I’m the unluckiest driver there is – I am getting more speeding tickets than anyone I know.

Anyway, I ended up agreeing to do a floor show for a certain local politician’s birthday recently for free … just to clear my tickets.

I made sure he got the full monty, so to speak … I took it all off, and got a bit of loose change thrown at my feet (politicians don’t tip well … ever noticed that?).   I suppose I got paid well if you count the amount I owed in tickets, but it sure doesn’t seem like it when I don’t see the money flowing my way. 

Mr. Politician had his happy birthday … I made sure he had a big smile on his face before I left … but all I got out of it (other than the loose change) were a few more connections down at city hall.  We’ll see where that gets me.  Pretty poor economy when even the politicians are using the barter system if you ask me.

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I went out shopping for a jogging outfit, and found this cute designer set of matching white jogging shorts and tee-top.

I bought them and headed home to put them on.   As usual, all I wore underneath was a sports bra … no panties to peek out from the bottom edges if they rode up a bit.  After getting dressed, I headed down to the local college to jog a few laps around their track … I like jogging there because there’s always some good eye-candy jocks practicing some sport or another in the infield.

Well, I hadn’t been jogging more than a couple minutes before I started getting a few jocks jogging next to me.  The more I jogged, the larger the crowd was jogging around me … I felt like the Pied Piper of Hamlin.

After I got done (it was so fun that I had jogged as long as I could), I sat back to relax a bit, and that’s when I noticed it … my new designer outfit, although white in the store, was almost completely see-through out in the sunlight.  OMG!

Well, I figured the damage was already done, so I chatted with a few in the crowd and collected a couple phone numbers before heading back home.  Yes, it was embarrassing at the time, but the more I thought about it, the hornier I got.  Thinking back on it now, I could sure use a phone call.

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I tried some extreme humliiation at a play party last night.  I think I may have found a new favorite kink!!  Frankie was my Dom last night, and it’s been a while since he’s played that role with me, I’ve missed it.  Anyway, Frank had me dressed to the Nines, in black stockings, black garters, crotchless black panties, and a short slinky black cocktail dress and my silver heeled black manolo blahnik pumps….  and of course a diamond collar.  Frank is high class all the way you see, and when he features me on his arm I am sparkling and expensive as his latest sports car.  So we enter the party and tells me that I am going to be the center of attention.  There were many stunning types there already so I wondered how he intended to make little ol’ me hope to stand out.  Suddenly he orders me to get down in the middle of the room on all fours.  I couldn’t believe he was serious, but the rules of the game are always that i MUST do as he says, no matter what, unless I’m so uncomfortable I can use my safe word.    I was mortified for sure, there must have been 30 or 40 people there already, but it wasn’t anything I didn’t think I could handle.  So I got down on all fours as he commanded and waited.

I had noticed that Frank had brought a post-it pad with him when we left the car and I had no idea what for.  But I soon learned he intended to make me a human message board.  Frank yanked my dress up to reveal my exposed ass and crotchless cunt.  then out of the corner of my eye it looked like he was writing something, and I felt him placing a post-it note on my back.  Then he came around to the front of me, still kneeling motionless in the middle of a gathering crowd of onlookers… and i feel him placing a post-it note on my forehead. 

“Don’t You dare move.”  He barked at me.

“What does it say, Frank??”  I asked timidly.

“You’ll find out soon enough. Don’t you dare fucking move, Carol. Not til I tell you you can move.”

By now nearly the whole room had gathered to watch me in my humliation… laughing and pointing.  “Awwww… poor little fucktoy”  I heard someone say.   “Cum guzzler” said another, as they read the increasing number of post it notes Frank was leaving on m y person… my back, my thighs, my arms… even the top of my head.  I felt my face flushing with embarrassment but I was determined not to move.

Then Frankie announced to the crowd.. “This fucktoy is open for business, fellas.  Enjoy.”

And before I knew it I was surrounded by cock, full of cock, cock sliding into my mouth, cock in my cunt and my ass… cock from every angle.. while random hands pinched my nipples and smacked my swaying breasts and fingers probed my mouth and pulled my hair.  I was a cum guzzling fucktoy and I loved it!!!  And just when I didnt think I could take anymore cock, I was being slowly surrounded in layers and layers of cum… on my face, in my hair, in my mouth, drenching my face….   Frankie saved his own load for last which I swallowed every last drop of, to wild applause from the group.   Afterwards people in the group were saying “Wow Carol I had no idea you had it in you…”  to which I could only laugh and respond “I had no idea I was going to have that much in me tonight, that’s for sure!”  What a wild hot time!  But believe it or not it didn’t quite satisfy me.  I always want more.  *sigh*.. a sex fiend’s work is never done!

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OOPS!! I love this shot.  Dildo got fucking stuck in my snatch it was hilarious.   It took a while to get wet enough to jiggle it free… even the camera guy was trying to help me… I don’t think he had as much fun honestly.  He approached my pussy like it was a lion and he was trying to snatch away a slab of meat.  I roared laughing at him,  “Young Man it’s just pussy it’s not gonna hurt ya less it squirts ya in the eye.!” I’ve been known to do that too.  Get a dick pushing deep into me like a spoon into half a grapefruit  *SQUIPP!!*  … i love that shit.   Never got a toy stuck in there before tho.  Maybe i’m getting  TIGHTER with old age!  How’s that for the record books??    That’s what I love about being an old fat broad the surprises never end.  If you would like to get YOURSELF stuck in this big old twat, drop me a line.

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I know what it’s like to be the woman next door. This past summer, my neighbor’s son came home from college. I noticed him watching me only the second or third day he was home, so I decided to make this a very interesting summer. I came up with all sorts of things to do in my backyard … all done in my most scanty bikini. I re-planted my garden so many times that I don’t think anything will grow in it anymore. I re-arranged my stone-step walkway almost every other day.
Whenever I knew he was watching (if I would catch a peek of him), I would make sure that I had to adjust my bikini or some such activity to give him a little extra thrill. I would always go back inside horny as a hare, and hop in the shower with the windows open, imagining that he followed at least that far.
Well, summer’s gone, and so is he – back to college. He never once got up the nerve to approach me, or even come out of hiding. Oh, well … there’s always the winter holidays.
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