Adult Blogger: DANGEROUS DONGS DANGEROUSDONGS.COM was hypnotic. I felt Brad's fingers brush across the back of my hand and almost before I was aware of it I found myself accepting an invitation to come to their apartment and see their model of the theater they were trying so hard to explain to me. I had been picked up! And I was not only willing but growing more eager by the moment! As I slid into a seat in their Mustang I made a last attempt at propriety. "I can't stay but just a minute, have to get home for the kids." It was eleven o'clock in the morning. The kids wouldn't be home till three-thirty.
At their apartment, I made a polite show of being impressed with the half-finished model although I had no idea what I was looking at. David asked if I wanted a drink.
"We have sodas, store-bought iced tea, fruit juice and some white wine from last week's party."
Before I could stop myself I said, "Wine would be nice, thanks."
I sat on the sofa and listened as they told me of their work as theater technicians. David came and sat very close to me. He had a great wit and made me laugh which, together with the wine, went a long way toward relaxing me. When I felt his hand caress my bottom I quickly downed the rest of the wine. He squeezed and I took his wrist, gently pulled his hand away, and said in a half-hearted voice, "No, you mustn't . . ." but his lips captured mine in a soft but insistent kiss and I felt myself begin to melt. He pulled me tight against him and the kiss went on. I felt Brad squeeze in on my other side and begin kissing my neck; his hand slid up my thigh and squeezed. I tore my lips from David's and turned to face Brad; a protest formed in my mind but it died as his lips pressed against mine. David's hand covered my left breast and squeezed. My nerves jangled with fear and with something else, a thrill that I hadn't known since those nights in Bobby's car under the pines. Again, I teetered on the edge of decision and finally fell down on the side of surrender. The wine glass was taken from my hand and I dropped it to David's thigh, squeezing his hard muscle through his jeans. Brad began working my pantyhose down my legs and I cooperated as best I could. David continued fondling my tits through my dress and giving me long, wet kisses. His tongue was hot in my mouth and I gave him mine willingly. My pantyhose were off and Brad's hands stroked up and down my bare thighs, then I felt his hand cover my mound and squeeze. God, I was hot and ready! I wanted nothing so much as to be fucked by one or both of these bold young men. I moaned softly as Brad's fingers slipped between my wet labia.
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