Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Chastity - The Spectator

As promised here is another story about sexy Chastity.

Chastity Shelton was supporting one of the golf players at the charity event. Chastity followed him from hole to hole. The player was in his mid twenties, not especially tall, dark haired and stocky. Chastity found him very attractive. Her imagination ran wild, what she wanted to do with him, when they were alone. Chastity didn't even consider he didn't want sex with her. She knew she was attractive; even so she was roughly ten years older than her love interest. Her best assets were her big boobs - they were watermelon sized, but not big enough in Chastity's opinion, and further enlargements were planned - , her well rounded behind and her dark silky skin. Some fans weren't concentrating on the game. Instead they were staring unashamed at Chastity. She was used to it.
One didn't simply leave it at staring. He tried to get a date with Chastity. She put him down with a smile and saying: "Maybe another time, honey."
Soon her golf player had finished his round. He was second placed. Chastity went to congratulate him immediately. He was more than happy, when she gave him a French kiss. His hands brushed her breasts discreetly. Nobody noticed. Her nipples reacted immediately. She was horny, even though she only had had sex in the morning. She flirted with the player and took up his invitation to follow him. "We must be quick, though, the prizes are going to be awarded soon." They went to the car park. The young man directed her to a luxurious Mercedes limousine. The windows were darkened, so nobody could look inside. The car wasn't his own. It had been provided by the charity and came with a driver. To have privacy with Chastity, he gave the driver fifty dollars and asked him to amuse himself for the next half hour or so somewhere else. They climbed into the back of the car. Chastity made herself comfortable on her companion's lap. Soon her top was flying to ground. Chastity wasn't wearing anything underneath. The man buried his face between her breasts and enjoyed playing with them. Chastity was playing with something else, and it made her lover steamier than he already was. He was ready to throw her onto the seat and have his way with her. He kept himself deliberately under control, kissing Chastity on the mouth, throat and her breasts. His long fingers moved slowly up Chastity's leg and reached her honey pot. She was wet, hot and ready for him. Not being able to wait longer, he opened his fly and got out his erected friend, rubbing it against Chastity's honey pot. She moaned with pleasure. From then on she was in control and gave the golf player a hard ride. He climaxed and collapsed with a groan on her melons. "Oh, Gio, I love you!" Chastity breathed into her lover’s ear.  "I love you, too, Chastity." He replied, giving each breast a soft kiss. Re-arranging their clothing, they left the car to take part in the award ceremony. Chastity clapped especially hard, when the golf player she had made love with, received his trophy. Co-incidentally he was her husband Giovanni.








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