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Nose Tickling Brown Star

TheSociallyUnfit
Jun 17, 2019
2 min read

I like food, all kinds of it. It is even enjoyable when you mix it in with sex. Sometimes! I met this woman who was a bit older than me and boy was she a freak. A real kinky cougar is a must to everyman before you give up the game.

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She ended up back at my place after a fire pit party. She was interested and not that bad looking, so I rose to the occasion. I was once called a sure thing in my home town. I don’t know if that is a good thing or not? Anyways, when we hit the bedroom, a switch went off; and I’m not talking about the light switch.

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The problem with a food fetish and a woman who is into that is you have to actually have food. Not just barley soup, but actual groceries. Hell, I didn’t even have ice cubes made up.

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Now this is where it all started, the ice cubes. She wanted some and I had none. Hmmm! “What to use,” I thought. I told her I had perogies. They are frozen and cold, good to rub over the sensual areas and delicious too, I might add. “Can I shove them up your ass?” she asked.

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“No thank you very much! What the Hell woman, that’s just sick. I’m not that kinky.”

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What came next was somewhat cool, and not, all at the same time. She poured beer all over my crotch and started to suck it off. What a lush. She then asked if I had ever had a rim job. Nice! I told that I had not but there is always a first. Up went my legs and down went her head.

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I am not a hairy man but I can surely say I have some nose ticklers down there.

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We must have poured three cans of that barley soup before I got off. The bitch actually tried to kiss me afterwards too. I have never cared about a woman’s feelings when it was ass to mouth for her; but me, I think not.

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After that crazy night, my room stunk for a week before I finally had to throw my mattress out. It had a layer of coloured stink about three feet in diameter, and God knows what on the inside. The price for being experimental I guess. Definitely worth it though. Hell yes to rim jobs...

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Three cans of Beer: five dollars. A new mattress: five hundred dollars. A sloppy rim job from a drunken cougar: priceless!


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Socially Unacceptable

VICTOR BLACK

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