June 2008

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I’ve never fucked a mother before, though many have come around knocking on my door. But what made her so special, then? She wasn’t the mother of my worst enemy, so there was no vengeance when I took her home, stripped her down and started licking her already moist pussy. She was a new mom, not one of those old cunts with kids my age. That’s what was different. She wasn’t my mother’s age, which made it all right.

“I haven’t been touch like this since…”

I shove my fingers into her before she can finish that sentence. There was no need to ruin what could be the best fuck of my life – or hers for that matter.

“Mommy knows what she wants,” she moaned as I tossed her around and began to fuck her.

However, a young Christian girl attending one of the most prestigious – not to mention religious – campuses in this country and this great state of Texas getting filled up by cocks galore is quite possibly the most interesting thing on my mind. I only wished I was around to witness something as miraculous as seeing such a bright young thing getting defiled by splooge dripping from her face. I suppose my time will come (no pun intended) sooner or later, but until then I will have to continue stroking off to the image of a good girl gone bad.

In the words of my friend: “The best thing about Christian girls is that when they fall, they fall right onto your cock.” Amen.

I was out for the weekend. Went to Waco, TX and while I would’ve loved to write a Greetings-from-the-Bible-belt post, I opted against it as I had no connection and wasn’t about to jump into a public library to entertain you. The vacation was solely to entertain myself if anything.

However, don’t think I wasn’t thinking about you, my fellow viewers, as I was looking out for the sort of experiences you get off on. Sadly, there wasn’t a single person getting her holes filled up by several men at once. However, I’m sure some Christian girl from B****r was getting fucked hard. Hey, it sounded nice when I thought about it.

She likes it when her pussy’s fucked by big hard cock. It’s the only way she can cum, she says. So when Dmitri picked her up one night, the first thing she felt when rubbing her ass against him was his cock. If this was how big it was when he wasn’t aroused, she only imagined what he’d be like when he was. The blood boiled inside her, filling her up with excitement and her pussy dripped with horiness.

When she went over to his place and he was already stroking his cock as she walked in, she stripped off her clothes and crawled to him with her feline poise. Her very motive was to lick and suck his big black dick bone dry before allowing it inside her impatient pussy.

“What do you really want?” he asked her.

“I want you to fuck me hard. Fuck me so hard that I pass out from the pain and pleasure,” she responded.

I had a hard time cumming when someone was blowing me in the past. Perhaps it was anxiety, or just the fact most of the girls that blew me were bad at it. However, the first girl who made me cum was special. She didn’t even stop when I began. After I had stopped, she continued, swallowing each glob of my spunk.

The girls I fuck now aren’t like that. Most of them are so against cumming on them in their mouths. It’s a shame really, because it’s sort of the afterglow of the whole blow job. I’m not thinking hopping off someone’s luscious body and blowing my load on her face, tits, ass, mouth, or what not, but during a blow job, I really wish they’d get over it.

“You’ve never been down on your knees before begging for money,” she said, to which I smirk because of her stance. She’s about to go down on me.

I picked her up at the corner. On the drive over, she told me about all the famous people she’s fucked and sucked and yet she’s still working as a street walker. She’s one of those young girls who come out west to become a star – only she said her special talent was being fucked three ways from Sunday, so she came here to revolutionize the porn industry. Fat chance, I thought to myself as she’s going at cock.

Normally, I don’t pay for sex and this experience wasn’t any different.

“You see,” I said, “I’m a director for a minor porn studio. You could use us as a stepping stone.”

She saw him from across the club dancing with some younger girl. These girls always get the hot ones, she thought and sipped her drink. Sooner or later Miss Teenie Bopper will be riding that boy’s cock and I’ll just be home masturbating with the only partner in my life – a fucking vibrator. She shrugged the thought and turned to the young bartender who was wiping down the bar.

“You’re Hank’s mom, aren’t you?” he said, staring at her from the corner of his eye.

“Yes. And who are you?”

“Tom. Hank and I went to high school together.”

She blushed. Young Tom Burroughs, she remembered him well – my had he grown.

“You know I always had a thing for you,” he said.

“Oh?” Her right eyebrow curved up. “Why don’t we go to my place?”

The other couple was already on the beach. His woman was on her knees taking in that massive cock. Mine just looked at me and grinned. I can tell the little slut was already thinking about strolling over there and helping the other woman. I shrugged and thought why not a free show before pounding her.

She took his hard cock into her mouth while the other woman got up and rubbed his skin. His hand slipped into the crevices her slit. Her orgasmic moans only enticed to stroll over. As the woman I met at the club stood up she turned to me and said, simplistically, “Don’t get any sand in my cooch.”

I nodded and looked at the other man, who in turn looked at his woman.

“I think we can figure something out.”

But what amazes more than the school girl image is the lusty lesbian nymphs. There’s something erotic knowing that behind closed doors, these little busty 18-year-olds are getting down and dirty, licking their freshly legal cunts. There’s something almost taboo about it, isn’t there? And as we get older the younger look seems to be in rear view. It’s odd, actually. The whole time we’re teenagers, most men are lusty after the older MILF figures in our lives. Who didn’t want to fuck their best friend’s mother, or fantasize about having our girlfriends having sex with us as well as going down with the older lady in our lives? Now that we’re older, we’re remembering the figures of those barely legal bodies and their hands skidding over their smooth skins and nicely trimmed to completely shaven pussies.

Oh lesbian school girls, why must you taunt us so?

“Don’t get any sand in my cooch,” she said as I shoved into her.

We had taken the day off from our normalcy. I can’t remember what she did for a living and really at the time I fucking her, it really didn’t matter. She was just some girl I met at the local bar on the coastline whose mascot was a giant frog with a hard on. It was a meeting place for swingers and she was the one with the nicest ass.

“Sex on the beach?” she inquired, and making it rather obvious she wasn’t talking about no drink as her hand went straight for my cock. “My, you’re still a growing young man, aren’t you?”

It was time, I thought, that she get filled with something else than bad puns.

[note:] Sorry that this isn’t a continuation from yesterday’s post. I’ll post that up ASAP tomorrow and then the continuation for this one the day after.

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