Well, it's Friday again. Why not cast out another post and see if I get any bites.

Not literally, of course. Mentioning the word "bite" when some beautiful woman has her juicy full lips wrapped around the head of your cock might lead to taking a nibble or three.

Though I guess it wouldn't be all that bad, a little nibble here and there while she works that shaft up and down. A little discomfort while your thick cock is being sucked hard.

The story goes:

One boring afternoon while working from home he took a break from his mundane tasks, set his computer aside and looked out the window.

There was a beautiful women below who appeared to be waiting for someone.

It was summertime and her nipples were poking through her thin cotton sundress a light breeze could lift or completely blow away and leave her completely exposed.

He guessed she wasn't wearing panties either.

He thought about going outside and talking to her but decided to smoke a bowl first. So he did.

All the colors outside in the sunlight immediately became stimulating rainbows to his perception. Glittery sparkles of nature bouncing around and enjoying itself.

His cock was already pulsing from trying to stare down her shirt and needed let out so he leaned back in the comfy chair where he usually worked and started stroking. Precum had already made an appearance before he even felt the skin of his cock. He was also very hungover and when he's hungover he's horny as all get out.

"Hey!"

Oh shit, someone must have seen him or heard him. The window next to him was open and he always thought he could get away with such lewd acts without anyone catching him.

He was right, for the woman below could hardly see his face, she said, but knew someone was up there.

"What are you doing inside on such a day?" she said.

He quit jerking but kept his hand ready to keep his cock hard should she happen to leave or

Come up and help him finish?

"I'm working," he said.

"Bor-ing," she said and laughed. "Are you sure you're not jerking off?"

Oh I'm totally busted, he thought.

Why lie? "Actually, yes, I am."

He continued and waited for her to either bolt away or stick around and say something. It was either or.

She stayed. She laughed. She might have blushed, it was difficult to tell from the sun and her sunglasses and his view from ten feet above her.

"I'd ask to come up and see what ya got but I'm waiting for a friend who's supposed to be here any minute."

"That's too bad," he said, getting closer, studying her face and cleavage and curves of her body. He would have no problem finishing soon by just looking at her and hearing her sexy voice.

"I can stick around though, show you some things, give you some encouragement if you'd like?"

He nodded obviously looking like he was jacking off and lucky no one else was around or else things might change for the worse...or better?

She wasn't wearing a bra or panties and first lowered her top revealing her always-perky nipples and then her skirt to show a trimmed dark bush, as though it was groomed professionally. She was fairskinned and tanlines subtly blended in as though she was born with them.

She looked around, perhaps for her friend. "Are you close?"

Another nod from above.

He knew it was going to be a large load because he hadn't cum in six days and was hungover and edged as much as he could while she was there, using any small drop of semen to add to precum for the ultimate cocktail of natural lubricant. He also usually had abundant loads and always felt it to be a waste for them to go down the drain or wiped up with a papertowel.

He didn't give her any warning.

She was smiling and looked as though she was about to say something else because she was a talkative type and when burst after burst of thick white splooge rained down from the window above he knew that what she might have asked had been answered.

"Ohhh... ohhhhh... ohhhh."

She caught nearly every drop on her face and hair and body and even broke a few ropes in her mouth as she wavered around on the sidewalk below like some footballer awaiting the arrival of the ball after a long kick.

"Oh my god it's like a fountain!" she said and giggled in disbelief at the ceaseless efforts of the willing man above who thought he had nothing better to do that day than to grind some corporate cog from some nowhere second story apartment in some nowhere town USA.

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White, 6ft, 170lbs, dark hair and eyes, cute smile. Clean, DDF, 420 friendly, regular-ass dude who might be able to host but if not can travel. Open to carplay or public too. And reciprocation. All the good stuff. Ask me anything.

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