Trendy Takara

Takara was absolutely in style. Her naturally blue-black hair was
dyed brown and streaked with blonde, which contrasted sharply with her
richly tanned skin. She wore a pair of white platform go-go boots with
a short mini-dress, highlighting her slender legs and small, high ass.
Her tits bounced invitingly under the thin fabric, her pointed, pierced
nipples clearly visible.
She looked about as untraditional as she could, which was exactly the
way she liked it.

Jordan quivered in anticipation as she walked towards him, pulling her
dress over her head. He had memorized every inch of her luscious body,
but it never failed to get him rock-hard again the minute he saw her
naked. Small silver rings dangled from her nipples and her pussy was
shaved completely clean. He could see her pussy lips glowing with her
juices from across the room.

Takara walked towards him, the rings on her nipples swaying lightly as
her high platform boots made noisy sounds against the floor. Jordan
pushed down his pants hurriedly, knowing she would want to ride his
cock. She reached the bed and straddled him, not bothering to take off
her boots, just sliding her tight, warm pussy down over his hard-on.

Jordan groaned in pleasure as her hot hole surrounded his cock. He
reached up and fiddled with her pierced nipples as she rode him,
sliding up and down on his prick. She was so petite that sometimes he
wondered how she could take all of his long prick inside her, but she
seemed to love it, wanting it deeper and deeper until he could feel the
head bouncing against her cervix, which made her come every time.

“Fuck me, fuck me,” Takara was groaning. A light sheen of sweat had
appeared on her face, moving over her heavy makeup. Her
thickly-mascaraed eyelashes fluttered against her cheeks, and her
lipsticked lips parted as she moaned, pressing her hands against
Jordan’s chest and bouncing up and down on his cock.

Holding onto Takara’s slender hips, pressing his fingers into her ass,
Jordan watched as her cunt lips spread over his prick, leaving a trail
of stickiness. He moved one hand back to her tits, tugging at the
silver rings, watching her reaction. Takara moved her hand to her clit
and rubbed it as she continued jerking up and down on his prick. She
came, her pussy gripping his cock firmly, her juices pouring down over
her thighs and onto his stomach.

“I want to do you from behind,” Jordan groaned. Takara hopped off his
cock, her pussy still pulsing, and knelt on the bed, wiggling her ass
invitingly. Jordan knelt behind her, her shiny white boots cool
against his legs, and pushed his prick into her well-lubricated cunt
again. He reached around and cupped her tits, feeling them sway back
and forth as her sensitive nipples brushed against his hands.

Jordan’s balls bounced against Takara’s clit. She reached down and
rubbed it herself again, setting herself off in another orgasmic chain,
her fingers tickling against Jordan’s balls. Her pussy seemed even
tighter each time she came, and finally Jordan pulled out. “I’m gonna
come,” he panted, stroking his swollen cock.

Takara turned around quickly and took his load all over her face, the
white streaks contrasting with her smooth, tanned skin. Takara licked
off as much as she could and then kissed Jordan’s cock. She slid her
dress back over her head, fixed her hair until it was teased even
higher, and admired herself in the mirror. “Thanks for the fuck,” she
said. “But I look to good to say in. I’m going dancing.”

Jordan couldn’t help but laugh as Takara headed out to one of her
favorite clubs. She was vain and very hip, but she was a great lay.