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1 February 2008

A Friendly Bet ~ Chapter 2

“Tell me.”

“No.”

I was getting closer.

“Tell me!”

“In my ass! Alright?! Cum in my fucking ass!”

On cue, I unleashed a torrent of hot cum into Jen’s asshole. I continued fucking her as I spurted stream after stream into her body. Jen through her head back and moaned loudly as my balls slapped violently into her pussy lips. After I had shot my last drop I continued sliding my dick in and out of her now slippery ass, causing my cum to ooze out from around my shaft and drip down onto my bed. As my dick became too sensitive I pulled it out of Jen’s well-fucked asshole with a lewd slurping sound.

Immediately, Jen collapsed to the bad and rolled over on her side, reaching back with a hand to touch her recently abused hole.

“Owww! Fuck that hurt!” She exclaimed, softly rubbing herself.

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29 January 2008

A Friendly Bet ~ Chapter 1

BRRRRIIIIIINNNNG!

“Shit,” I muttered to myself. “It never fails! Every time I get in the shower!”

With that, I jumped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, heading for the phone.

“Hello,” I panted after running half naked through my house, picking up the phone, and dripping water all over the floor in the process.

“Hey. What’s up?” a feminine voice asked.

“Oh, hey Jen. I’m just about to have a shower.”

“What are you doing tonight?”

“Uh, nothing. Why?

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4 November 2007

Mindy’s Tongue Club

Part 1 - Let’s make her an offer…

All six of them were gathered together at Mindy’s. Her and the five guys. They often met together to hang out. Mindy had female friends, but she had known these guys most of her life and loved all the attention she got from being the only girl in the group. Some of her girl friends called them her posse. A couple called them her bum boys. There were also some that thought she must be some kind of slut to be hanging out so much with five guys. Some of these girls would bend over for any good looking guy that came along. And they called her a slut! She was sure that some of them were jealous of all the attention she got…

Yeah, they were guys, and a little rough around the edges. But they were always sweet to her. They were always honest with her too. Didn’t play the head games that many of her female friends liked. She found that refreshing. Plus she had always been more comfortable around men anyway.

“OK guys. You said you had something important to ask me. What’s up?”

Wayne was the unofficial leader of the bunch, so he spoke first. “You know we love you, right? That we would do anything for you, right? And that we would never want to hurt you, right?”

“Yes…” she said a little hesitantly, wondering where this was going.

“Hope this doesn’t offend you.” He paused and cleared his throat. “But we would like to start a Tongue Club for you.”

“A what?” Mindy was totally surprised. She wasn’t sure how to take this. She just looked from one to the other, searching their faces. The guys had never made any sexual moves on her before. Sure, they knew full well she was a woman. They also had looked at her with some admiration and desire from time to time. But none of them had ever made any advances. Heck, they were almost like family, like her brothers - almost…
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2 November 2007

In The Subway

It’s late. I’m dead beat. The day’s been exhausting, physically and nervously. I’m waiting for the subway on the platform with a single idea in my head: a hot tub and my bed.

The subway arrives. Packed…I slide in the best I can and let myself doze off, stuck between the other passengers.

After a station or two, I notice a strange sensation… an unexpected move… a hand passing in my back… like a caress. A wave of panic takes hold of me but I can’t move. Resigned, I let the unknown hand follow its track. I look around me without coming up to guess who the author is, since it’s impossible for me to turn around.

Then, little by little, I let myself gained by the relaxation it provides against my will. All the piled up stress vanishes under the caress… Like it guessed my giving up, the unknown hand moves away from my shoulders to caress my back… wanders lower and lower. I sigh.

A sudden move pulls me out of my daze. The travellers around me are getting off like a herd and threaten to drag me out with them. I get away and close to a wall. Barely have I put my back on it to rest that a woman comes in front of me and puts, in a natural move, her arm around my waist…

I don’t even have time to be surprised that she brings her mouth to my ear.
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29 October 2007

I Fucked a Black Man in the Ass

George walked his tired self home. The rain bothered him, as it surely did just about everyone that he knew. It had rained all day in this region of New England and in times like these, George hated not having a car. Oh, well. he was poor and there was nothing that he could do about it. Rich people seemed to get richer in America. After all, they supported those men and women who ran for office, on both the Republican and Democratic sides. Whoever heard of a poor man taking public office? Exactly.

George worked as a security guard at the mall. The job paid twenty bucks per hour, and it helped pay the bills. It may seem like a lot to a young guy starting out in life, fresh out of high school but it sure as hell wasn’t a lot when you were in your forties and had rent to pay since your parents were long dead and you were alone in the world. Oh, well. As he walked through the streets of Dorchester, he could see people looking at him funny, even through the rain. A six-foot-three, 250-pound black man gets noticed in all weather, no matter where he goes. This was a blessing back in 1984 when he played basketball for Boston College, which he would earn a Bachelors degree in business from that same year. Not so much a blessing in 2006, when he was an older guy doing a young man’s job.
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28 October 2007

Holiday park slut

We were staying at one of those caravan holiday parks, for once we did not have the kids with us so we had a lot of time to ourselves. I couldn’t get enough, wanting to be shagging all the time where ever we were, on the beach, cliff top, Chas even fingered me to a climax in the back of a taxi giving the driver a good eyeful of my shaven cunt.

By the middle of the week I had exhausted Chas and still craved more, and that night I wanted to go down to the club that was on site. Chas said he was to tired to go and so I asked if he minded if I went for a while, he said for me to go and that he might join me later. I tarted myself up, put on a low cut dress, and off I went saying don’t wait up with a smile on my face, Chas called me a dirty slut as I went. I just laughed.

After a few hours Chas must of decided to come and look for me as I saw him walking down to the club. I was just coming out with four men after being chatted and touched up by them all evening. I was laughing and I could see that Chas could hear the men making course remarks to me. We all walked up one of the park roads towards the other end of the park. I saw that Chas was following and keeping out of sight but not to far away. I decided then to put on a good show for him.

The men were all over me groping my ass and tits. One of the men pushed me against a toilet block wall a short way from the club and started to kiss me and run his hand up my stockings to my black thong then start to rub my cuntlips through the thin material. He pulled my dress off and my thong aside and proceeded to finger my cunt, first one, then two, then all four fingers he had up my wet cunt frigging me whilst his mates watched and shouted that the slut loved it.
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26 October 2007

Adventures of an Anal Slut Ch. 06

Cassie waded through the crowd of gyrating bodies dancing to the loud thrumming bass of the large stereo and walked out onto the deck. Her eyes scanned the people surrounding the pool. Seeing no one that grabbed her attention, she descended the steps into the fenced in back yard and walked past the pool and down a path that lead to a small flower garden. She stopped in front of a gurgling fountain and breathed in the delicate scent of roses and flowers she could not identify.

“Dane’s parents have a really nice place here. I wonder what their main home looks like,” a male voice said from behind as she felt a hard body press against her back.

The delightful sensation of a rock hard dick rubbing against her ass caused Cassie to wiggle her cheeks. “I’m sure it’s much nicer than this. I’ve heard it’s quite a house.”

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25 October 2007

Adventures of an Anal Slut Ch. 05

Cassie ran to the dorms and took a quick shower before heading to the party. The warm water cascading over her body eased the tension from her muscles after standing on the sidelines and cheering for the entire football game. Mitch’s cum had dried around her asshole and cheeks, so she took special care to scrub it away.

After stepping from the shower, she padded out into her room and grabbed a short black dress from her closet. It had the added benefit of a plunging neckline and spaghetti straps, so it was the ultimate in truly accessible clothing. A pair of strappy heels completed her outfit and gave her that sensuous stance that jutted out her ass and left guys drooling.

Dane’s place wasn’t far from the university, but in heels, walking would be quite a feat, so Cassie jumped in her Mazda and pealed out of the parking lot. Even though she hadn’t taken long getting ready, the party was in full swing when she arrived. Many of the other cheerleaders hadn’t bothered to clean up and a few were already sequestered in various corners being felt up by football players.

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24 October 2007

Adventures of an Anal Slut Ch. 04

The bus jarred as it hit a large bump in the road. Voices murmured in the darkness and an occasional giggle could be heard as the large vehicle motored through the night. Cassie sat snuggled next to Mitch, the star quarterback. His brown hair still damp from the shower after the big game, he put his arm around her and leaned in to whisper in her ear. “I can think of a perfect way to celebrate our win.”

He kissed her neck as he raised the arm curled around her so he could cup her breast through the polyester fabric of her cheerleading uniform. Turning her face towards his, she opened her mouth to him as he kissed her. She moaned into his mouth as he squeezed her breast, and she arched into his hand.

As the kiss deepened, his hand slid down to her thigh, and she spread her legs as he slipped his hand between them. Cupping her mound through the soft material of her cheer bloomers, he pressed against her lips, molding the fabric to them. A sharp thrill ran through her as he rubbed her pussy.

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23 October 2007

Adventures of an Anal Slut Ch. 03

“Hey baby,” said Byron as he wrapped his arms around Cassie and squeezed her. “Mmm, I’ve missed you,” he murmured as he buried his face in her blonde locks, which smelled like strawberries. “So… were you a bad girl while I was gone?”

Cassie smiled as she snuggled against his chest. “I’m always a bad girl. You know that.”

“Fuck anybody new?” he inquired as he pulled her off the couch and into his lap to face him.

“No, just the same guys I usually fuck.” She took off her shirt and tossed it aside, her firm breasts bare under the material. “I think somebody’s happy to see me,” she taunted as she rubbed her panty clad pussy against the growing bulge in his jeans.

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22 October 2007

Adventures of an Anal Slut Ch. 02

Cassie jumped in the shower to erase the evidence of her lusty outdoor fuck with John. The hot water soothed the tension of being bent over the trunk from her muscles. Her pussy and ass still felt wonderfully warm on the inside as she stepped out onto the rug, water dripping from her body. Getting John to fuck her was a fantastic achievement. She knew it was wicked of her to entice him to go against his own wishes, but who was he kidding? Fucking her in the ass was cheating on his girlfriend just as much as fucking her pussy.

As she padded into her room, the shrill jangling of the phone sounded.

“Hey babe, you got time to meet up with me?”

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22 October 2007

Addicted to Anal

Damn! I really will have to gather up my courage and get myself out there and buy a proper butt plug.

Not for the first time I find myself casting about for something smooth and sensual to shove up my arse. The hotel room is equipped with every convenience device known to man (and woman), there’s even a porn channel on the TV — but there aren’t many hotels that have dildos in the bedside cabinets. Well… I know of one in Soho, Soho in London… London, England that is, but that’s a bit special — and a long way from here.

“Here” is a very nice room — almost a suite (I’m not paying) on the umpty-first floor of a very nice hotel on Wilshire Boulevard. I’ve got most of the lights off and the smog has cleared so there is a fantastic view of the sparkling nightlife of Los Angeles through the huge glass windows but they don’t got no dildos up here and I’m getting desperate!

I’m a strange girl. I’ve been shoving things up my bum since before puberty and I can’t really explain it. I remember the first time, lying on my bed in my little room at night, with the moon shining through the curtains, taking off my panties, lifting my legs over my head and bringing my knees down on either side of my head — I was much more flexible then. I wasn’t at all interested in my pussy — I don’t think I even knew I’d got one. I had a wee hole and a bum hole and the bum hole was the one that interested me. I probed my bum with a finger, it was soft and yielding but I didn’t go in, even on the outside it made my finger smell a bit — not bad exactly, I remember sniffing it and getting to quite like the funny “not quite poo” smell.

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21 October 2007

Adventures of an Anal Slut Ch. 01

Cassie was an anal slut, and she didn’t deny it. She was fuck buddies with many of her male friends because their girls wouldn’t agree to having their asses fucked.

“Don’t you ever get tired of guys chasing after you just so they can have anal sex?” her friend Amanda asked.

“Nope…” Cassie pulled a summer sweater over head. The sensation of the soft material against her bare breasts was divine. “I love being fucked in the ass, so they can chase me all they want.” A short black skirt was pulled up over her curvaceous hips. The material hugged her firm ass, but no panty lines showed… because she wasn’t wearing any.

“One of these days, you are going to complain about not having a real relationship,” Amanda said with a shake of her head.

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21 October 2007

A Girl Called Mickey

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been an ass man. Not that I fail to appreciate the beauty of a slender leg or plump breast and taut nipple. Far from it. But ever since I was a teenager, stroking my cock to the glossy images in girlie magazines, the primary object of my desire has been the soft, peachy fullness of a woman’s bottom. The image that never failed to send waves of pleasure crashing through me, while thick streams of cum spurted from my painfully rigid penis, was always that of a beautiful young model, gleaming and on all fours, looking over her shoulder at the camera as if to say “fuck my ass, you know you want to.”

And want to I did. While I enjoyed plumbing the depths of a ripe and swollen pussy, or watching my cock slide between a pair of crimson lips, my secret desire was always anal sex. Thoughts of it filled my nights, and it dominated my wanking fantasies. I amassed a considerable collection of pornography dedicated to that single forbidden act of passion, and the images of long, thick cocks being slowly crammed into the assholes of beautiful women only increased my desire for the taboo. The knowledge that it was surely painful, and yet so pleasurable for many women it was still worth doing only made it more tantalizing; a delicious sin that might be within reach, should I only find the right woman.

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19 October 2007

Sarah’s Big Backdoor B-Day

Sarah’s Big Backdoor B-Day 

“Do you really think you can fit that big of a dick in your ass?” Laura asked Sarah. “He might just bust your crack, you know.”

It was Sarah’s nineteenth birthday, and they were discussing her big date with Tommy tonight as they watched an online porn clip Sarah had downloaded. It was Friday, they had just gotten home from school, and were in a tizzy over the weekend’s upcoming event.

Laura was enticed by what they watching: a young woman enjoying two buff men, their swollen equipment dangling in her face. She loved the feeling of being tea bagged. But she knew what Sarah was focused on was the well-hung dude sodomizing the woman as she sucked off the other two. From the time they began discussing sex and watching porn it was clear that one, Sarah was a Size Queen; even though she’d only had two boyfriends and one casual encounter, bigger cock was always better cock as far as Sarah was concerned. And two, she loved anal sex; talking about it, watching it, and of course doing it when she dated someone willing to service her petite ass. It made her climax harder than regular sex, vaginal or oral.

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