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Diary of a Real Tampa Call Girl

boo52@hotmail.com — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 04:49:23 GMT

When I ventured to Ybor City last week for The Hold Steady show at the Ritz, I had no idea I’d come face to face with my very first professional sex worker. Or in street terms, you might refer to her as a call girl. An unplanned event like this could only take place on a damp, sticky night in Ybor.

Great show, stellar night, lovely company but it was time to call it a night and head back to my Rabid home in the woods with the sting of Jim Beam in my throat and the humidity of July kicking me in the face. My (until then) trusty GPS decided that 7th Ave. in Ybor was where I needed to be and failed to lead me home. After many trips around in a circle I got fed up and stopped at Mema’s Alaskan Tacos (No ticket, No taco) for directions. Sitting there smoking a Marlboro was a very attractive young lady and the only person in the area who didn’t look like she would tear my larynx out. I would come to call her “Broadway Mary.” She needed a ride; I needed directions.

Part 1 of the interview here....

The Wedding Date Chronicles Part 4

boo52@hotmail.com — Wed, 01 Jul 2009 01:33:49 GMT

“The Wedding Date Chronicles” began here.

“I didn’t think you’d come,” she said to him nervously as he approached on the moon-lit boardwalk.

“There wasn’t a chance in the world I’d miss out on you,” he replied.

CONTINUE HERE

boo52@hotmail.com — Mon, 22 Jun 2009 18:35:48 GMT

(DID ANYONE NOTICE THE FLY SURVIVED) president obama fighting a protesting fly that happened to be flying near-by...a conspiratorial assassination of the third kind before it had a chance to speak its truth.

A Quick Dip in the Pool

boo52@hotmail.com — Sun, 21 Jun 2009 02:53:13 GMT

I sit by the pool, letting the heat melt my bones right into the chaise lounge chair. Ahhh. Just being out in the sultry air has my heart rate up. I imagine you, and how I'd like to slither up against your right now. A bead of sweat slowly rolls from my neck over my collar bone and into my cleavage. A light wind blows over my glistening skin giving me a chill head to toe, making my nipples press erect against my bathing suit. I want you so bad right now. What can I do? I have to cool off.

I stand up and walk across burning cement to the side of the pool, take a deep breath and dive into the deep, clear water. Instantly, I realize how sensitive my skin is. Every miniscule hair on my body tingles. I swim across the pool, emerging in the shallow end. I wipe water out of my eyes and see you stepping into the pool. I smirk and watch you get used to the cold water. "Nice suit" you say with a naughty grin. It is only then that I realize I must have lost my top when I dove in. So embarrassed! Why do these things always happen to me?! I instantly cross my arms, submerge my body underwater and try to make my way back to the deep end for the rest of my suit. You swim after me and grab my ankle. I try to swim and cover myself and get away from you, failing pretty much at all of them. I'm trying to be modest, but the cool water against my bare chest feels incredible. You grabbing me, even just my ankle, is incredible too. I turn, treading water, still trying to cover up. You let go of my foot so I can keep my head above water and I swim to you. My breasts slide against your chest and I wrap my arms around your neck. Your arms circle around me and I kiss you. You kiss back. I kiss you back. Small kisses develop into a more passionate frenzy. My legs naturally wrap around you, and I soon discover that even in this cold water you are turned on.

I giggle and unwrap my legs and arms from around you. My hands run down your chest and I kiss your neck, tasting your skin and the cool water. My hand finds its way to the front of your trunks and I begin stroking you. It's too difficult to keep above water, so I swim to where my feet touch. You move in very close and put your hands on my breasts, squeezing them firmly but not too hard. My hands immediately go back to your cock. Your hips move away from my reach as you bend to suck my nipple. I moan loud. Your hand inches down between my bathing suit and skin, flicking your finger against my clit. I grab your shoulders and look at you in shock before before gasping and then throwing my head back in a moan. Your fingers reach back and slip inside my pussy. "I want you inside me" I whisper.

You pull your hand out and start pulling my bottoms down. The water feels good, but everything is so sensitive. I pull at your trunks until you take them off for me. You pull me close and we kiss deeply. You push me against the side of the pool and my legs float up around you. I feel you slipping inside and everything clenches down. You move deep and steady, your body pressed hard against mine. I love feeling you so close. I kiss you hungrily. But then suggest "maybe we should get out of the pool?" As soon as you slide out, I swim to the end of the pool and climb out. I feel you close behind and lead you back to the lounge chairs. We both hesitate for a moment until I say "you can sit down." You ease back onto the chair and I straddle you. I move slowly, taking you inside me. The sun beats against my back as I ride steadily. Cold drops of water drip from my hair onto your chest making you flinch. I ride faster. I'm going to cum for you. I lean forward so you can lick and nibble at my tits as they bounce against you. And then it happens, and I stop riding and begin shaking all over, moaning even louder.

"Let's switch" you say. I ease off of you, a litle wobbly on my feet. You put the back of the lounge chair down so when I get on it I can lie all the way back. Your body slips against mine, both of us slippery with persperation on this hot day. You plunge inside me and I yalp in surprise and quickly follow with "yes!" I'm panting hard with every thrust. My fingertips slide over your body. Your pushing with more intesity now. I hang on to your arms and lift my legs higher. And then I feel you pound in and stay. I am spasming around you and you are twitching deep inside me until you are spent. This is better than I was imagining. I wonder if when we move indoors I can have you again....

A Kinky Fantasy from Blacksilk's Boudoir!

boo52@hotmail.com — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 23:20:01 GMT

Hi all, figured you might like to see another post from www.blacksilk.wordpress.com

Tis a fantasy written by my lover, Fractal, about me as a kinky devil girl.

Here's an extract:

"“I know how much you desire me, want me” you say as you push me back onto to the bed, “you will please me in every way I desire.” Your hand slides down as you begin masturbating with one hand and teasing your nipple with the other. “But first, I’ll show you, how much I can command your desires. You will beg me for my body before I let you pleasure me.” You continue, the sway of your body and your moans and spasms increase and I cannot resist you, I kneel before you asking for permission to pleasure you...."

Anyway, here's the link to the full thing: http://blacksilk.wordpress.com/2009/02/10/devil-girl/
Enjoy!

Reconnecting

boo52@hotmail.com — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 03:59:58 GMT

I stalked through the house like the Tigress of my nickname. Marie sent me nervous looks from under her cap – and I suddenly realized, with a pang of guilt, that in my preoccupation with Jake, I had neglected my maidservant. I whirled on her and sank my hand into the hair at the nape of her neck. Her eyes widened and her mouth quivered – the unmistakable responses of a slave who does not know whether to be delighted or dismayed to have caught the attention of their owner.

A mistress and her maid. . .

Kinky Locker-room Threesome (Femdom story)

boo52@hotmail.com — Thu, 18 Jun 2009 05:05:18 GMT

I never knew girls were as kinky as guys until my sophmore year of college. I was living in the dorms, just a typical college guy, but I’m sort of shy, I guess, so I never had much luck with hook-ups. I’m a good looking guy, but I usually freeze up and act stupid when I talk to girls. So lots of masturbation for me.

That’s what got me in trouble. See, I have crush on the girl in the room next door. Well, actually, I totally lust after her. Her name is Lisa, and she’s amazing: Curly brown hair, blue eyes, pale skin…and a perfect body. Thin, perfectly shaped little breasts and an amazing, round ass. I’d watch her walk to class in her little belly shirts and tight low-rise jeans, practically drooling, but I could never quite talk to her.

I guess I was sort of obsessed with her. One day last week, she left door unlocked, and while she was at class, I snuck into her dorm room and… well…I stole a pair of her panties. My hear was racing a mile a minute, as I made off with the little slip of pink satin. It still smelled of her perfume and a deeper, musky smell.

It’s embarrassing to admit, but just one sniff of her Lisa’s underwear would instantly get my cock rock hard. At night, I’d lie in bed with her panties wrapped around my hard dick, picturing her wearing them… taking them off…how close they were to the sweet pussy that I wanted so incredibly badly…I jerk myself off to her, picturing making sweet love to her by fireplace in the mountains or something… Jerking my hard dick until I sprayed cum all over my belly and chest… yes….

I had to see her naked. Just once glimpse. I guess I’m kind of a perv, so I cooked up a plan. Lisa worked out in the middle of the night, when the student gym was mostly deserted, so one night I followed her. She didn’t catch sight of me as I watched her spandex-clad ass jiggling and bouncing all the way across the darkened quad. She was with her best friend Carol, a tall, tan, fleshy blonde. Carol’s not really my type. She’s not exactly fat, but she’s…generous. Huge breasts, a big, round ass, and at least 3 inches taller than me. (I’m 5’9”). Both of the girls were wearing sweatpants and t-shirts… work-out clothes…not exactly the sexiest outfits, but I was so turned on and nervous about what I was going to do, that they might have been wearing lingerie. My 7” cock was half erect for the whole walk across campus. I could hardly keep from reaching down and touching my dick.

I watched from the shadows as they entered the deserted weight room. The door closed behind them, and I snuck slowly into the locker room marked “Women.” I’d never been in a girls locker room before, and even though I was terrified of being caught, I managed to take in the surrounding in wonder. Here’s where all the hotties I could never attain got naked together after sweaty workout….damn… I quickly found a janitor closet and stepped inside.

I could barely fit inside the tiny, cramped closet, but I opened the door a crack and waited for Carol and Lisa to finish their workout. And I waited… trying so hard to remain silent in the room, my hard-on practically bursting out of my jeans from the anticipation of seeing the girls. It seemed to take forever for them to finish…but finally I heard them laughing and talking as they left the gym…

Lisa entered the room first, her long hair sweaty, a smile on her face. I almost gasped out loud as she whipped off her t-shirt and stood there in the locker room’s dim light, hands on her hips, her little nipples poking through the thin fabric of her sports bra. Carol took off her top too, and I was shocked at how white her bra was. How her large breasts hung above her slightly round, tan belly.

“…Sure, it’s easy for YOU to say I shouldn’t get a boob job,” Lisa said. “You have HUGE ones, but look at how tiny mine are!” With that, Lisa laughed and cupped her breasts in her hands, kind of shaking them at Carol. I felt my cock stiffen as my fantasies came true. My heart was beating a mile a minute and I could feel my face flushing red.

“I wish I mine were smaller,” Carol said back, “You think it’s easy carting these things around and having everyone think you’re a slut?”

“You ARE a slut,” Lisa laughed while whipping off her sweat pants. She was wearing a tiny pair of black, shiny panties. The thin material hugged the curve of her perfect ass and I could see the outline of her pussy lips against the sheer fabric. It was too much. I couldn’t help it. I reached into my pocket, as quietly as I could, and removed Lisa’s stolen panties. I unzippered my jeans as they talked, praying I wouldn’t make noise, and stepped out of them, my hard-on raging. I wrapped the satin around my swollen cockhead and started rhythmically jerking off.

“I’m not a slut!” Carol said while stripping off her own sweat pants, “I just like to experiment. Why not try everything?”

I was drinking in the sight of the two girls in bra and panties, coming close to climax…then Lisa reached behind her back to unfasten her bra.

Suddenly, my foot slipped on the slippery floor. I slammed against the door, crashing it open, and spilling myself into the brightly lit locker-room.

Carol and Lisa screamed… they shrieked! Scrambled for towels to cover themselves. Carol went for her cell phone and began dialing.

“I was…I was just…” I stammered, but there was no denying it. I was lieing there at their feet, stolen panties wrapped around my deflating cock…it was obvious what I had been doing.

Then Lisa spotted her underwear around my dick.

“YOU!” she screamed. “You’re the one who stole my panties! You little PERVERT! How dare you!”

“Please…” I said, visions of being arrested and losing my scholarship racing through my head, “Please don’t call the police. I’ll do anything you want.”

Carol stopped dialing. Still holding the towel over her huge chest. She smiled slightly. “Anything?” She asked.

“Anything,” I nodded, standing up and pulling up my boxers. Lisa snatched her panties from my outstretched hand.

“I’ll buy you another pair…” I managed.

“Okay,” Carol laughed. “You like peeping at naked girls? Let’s see how you like it. Get naked. Right now.”

“Oh my god!” Lisa said, covering her eyes. “Carol, I can’t believe you’re doing this.”

I hesitated, not sure if she was serious.

“Get them off, now!” Carol barked.

My face burning red, I dropped my boxers, revealing my now limp dick and my heavy balls..

“Not bad for a perv,” Carol said. “But I bet you don’t know how to use that thing at all, do you?”

“I…I guess not…” I said.

“So, Lisa, what are we going to do with him?” Carol smirked.

“I can’t believe you’re doing this,” Lisa said laughing.

“Turn around, perv,” Carol said. “I want to see how big that thing gets. Get yourself hard. Now.”

I stared at Carol’s thighs and feet, desperately trying to work up a hard-on for her…SLAP--she slapped me full across the face.

“Did I say you could look at me?” She spat.

“N-No…”

“A little perv like you doesn’t deserve to look at me…do you?”

“No.” I said, staring at the tile floor, my cock hard… it sounds weird, but I was getting totally into her treating me like this. I started stroking myself in earnest now, feeling every inch of my rock hard dick, reaching down to fondle my heavy balls.

“Let’s see your ass, perv.” Carol commanded, and I turned around slowly. I caught sight of myself in the locker room mirror. Thin, swimmer’s body, six pack, muscular legs and arms, and my eight inch dick proudly jutting out…I guess it wasn’t that bad at all.

SLAP…carol slapped me hard on the ass. I winced and nearly fell over. Her laughter echoed off the tile floors.

“I’m not fooling around, slave,” She said between gritted teeth. “Now you’d better thank me for slapping your ass.”

“Th-thank you…”

“Assume the position. Get your hands against the wall, spread your legs and bend over. I’m going to show you what we do to panty-sniffers.”

I did it. So help me, I put my hands against the wall and bent over, presenting my ass to her, my face burning with humiliation.

SLAP.. she brought her hand down hard on my ass. My cock bounced against my stomach.

“Thank you,” I stammered.
“Look at those handprints!” Lisa laughed, starting to get into this weird scene.

SLAP--Carol laid another vicious slap to my asscheeks. Sweat poured down my face and I tried hard to keep standing upright. Through it all, my cock remained rock hard. In some way, I wanted this more than anything else in the world.

“Thank you.” I said again.

SLAP…SLAP….SLAP…The sadistic, fleshy blonde lit into me. Her towel fell on the floor as she wacked my ass…I wanted desperately to look at her, but I was afraid of the consequences.

Then, silence. Nothing. I didn’t dare look behind me…but I heard Carol and Lisa whispering.

Then Carol walked behind me… Pressed her fleshy tits against my arm and whispered in my ear.

“You know what Lisa wants to see?” She asked sweetly.

“Wh-what…” I asked.

“She wants to see you lick my foot.” She said. “Lay on your back, NOW.”

I did it. As fast as I could, I got down on my back, staring at the ceiling, not daring to move. Carol stood over me, towering above me in her blue panties and bra. She pressed her foot up to my mouth and I hesitated.

“You’d better lick my foot, perv.” She said. My tongue darted out and touched the sole of her foot.

“That’s it,” Carol said softly. “That’s it… come on, slave. Lick it.”

I wound my tongue over her toes, taking them in my mouth, worshipping her feet with my tongue as she moaned a little. She obviously loved having her feet licked. I stole a glance up and noted that Carol’s hand was in her panties as I licked her toes. She was getting herself off, and I felt my poor, neglected dick throb at the realization that I was turning her on.

“Mmmm…” she purred…”that’s it… now, let’s see if you can lick my pussy this good. Are you a good little pussy licker?” She asked.

“Yes.” I said.

She slid her panties off, revealing her nicely shaved trimmed bush between her thick, meaty, tan thighs. She squatted lewdly over my face, her cunt just inches from my wet tongue.

“Do you want to taste my cunt?” She asked.

I wanted her cunt more than anything else in the world at that moment. I needed to please her…to get her off…I was desperate for it. I could smell her intoxicating aroma, see her juices glistening on her pussy lips…

“Yes. I want to taste you.”

“Beg for it,” She spat.

“Please…” I said desperately. “Please let me eat your pussy…I need to taste you. I want to get you off…please…I said pathetically.

She lowered herself down on my face, hard. Blocking out all light with her cunt. Burying me in her crotch. My tongue sought out her clit as she rocked back and forth on my face. I could hear her muffled moans as I lapped at her button. I felt her juices drip onto my chin as she rode my face, rocking back and forth, grinding her pussy and ass into me. I could barely breathe, but I didn’t care. My whole world was her cunt. My whole purpose was to make her cum, please her.

She grabbed my hair and pulled my head even further into her crotch.

“That’s it…” I heard her coo again and again.

I increased my tempo, grabbing her big, round ass cheeks and shoving her clit into my tongue. She was fucking my face faster, too, bouncing up and down on me. Using me as the object of her pleasure. I could barely keep up with her. I heard her breath coming faster and a high-pitched squeal escape her lips as I licked her clit faster, my face glistening and shiny with her juices, loving the taste of her cunt.

“That’s IT!!!” She screamed. Her legs clamped around my head and I felt her thing muscles lock. Her pussy convulsed against my lips as she leaned her full weight on my face. Her cunt spasmed in rhythm as a powerful orgasm swept through her. Wave after wave of pleasure rocked through her body.

And then it was over. She stood over me, looking down, her legs quivering, looking into my wet, sputtering, pink face.

“Not bad,” She whispered. I nodded, pleased. Then I looked over at Lisa. The scene obviously turned her on; she was standing with her legs spread, desperately working her cunt through her panties, her hand a blur against the material.

“Please, Miss,” I said to Carol…”May I touch my dick?”

She paused. “Go ahead, jerk yourself off. That’s what you pervs do, right?” She said.

“Thank you,” I replied and began desperately beating off to the site of Lisa’s furious masturbation. We locked eyes and she moaned a little as she stared at me stroking my hard, big dick.

“Ooooh,” she moaned and then began grunting like an animal as her orgasm approached…

I started jerking it faster for her, wanting to impress her with the arc of my cum, to shower the whole room with my sperm.

She screamed, a piercing wordless cry, as she orgasm overtook her and dark spot spread over the front of her panties.

“Oh god,” I shouted, and felt my balls tighten and the first white hot spurt shoot out of my dick. It arced out and splattered the floor, shot onto Carol’s feet, jet after jet of war jizz splattered out of my cock as I nearly collapsed from the pleasure of release.

I nearly blacked out…and when I opened my eyes, Lisa was naked before me, clutching her pair of wet panties in her hand.
“Here you go, perv,” She said to me softly. “This is the closest you’ll ever come to my pussy, baby.” Lisa and Carol laughed as I sunk to the floor, sniffing Lisa’s panties, covered in pussy juice and cum.

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masturbation experience.

boo52@hotmail.com — Wed, 17 Jun 2009 14:19:13 GMT

I was completely out of control the other day. I needed release.

It began in bed, had the day off, wife at work. fired up the laptop and got some toys out. posted to masturbategames hoping someone would tell me what to do. feeling very sub.

cut for masturbation, some bondage, mild cbt, probably TMI.

I wrapped my testicles with a cuff, and put on a cock ring, making me thicker than I already am, with a cock ring everything is amplified, I can feel all the veins, the skin looks overstuffed and swollen, the glans is huge. I can usually reach my middle finger to my thumb when I wrap my hand around my cock, but with the cock ring there's no way, I'm even wider. I'm not super long, 7 inches/average, but I got thickness. it makes it difficult to have sex as often as I like to, because of her getting sore.

but anyway, I enjoy the feeling of the cock ring and the ball cuff. it delays my orgasm and it amplifies everything.

I surfed internet looking at pictures of Dominno (a big breasted porn star) on www.kellyfind.com

I also checked out pics and stories from LJ posts. working myself into quite a frenzy. I had about 8 orgasms without ejaculating over the course of 3 hours, waiting for someone to tell me who to cum to. nobody wrote in, so eventually I just gave in. I decided to cum to a cutie that I hadn't thought of in forever, Nina Whett. found a video of her with her blue and red braids, titty fucking and sucking off some dude. he throat fucked her and I felt my orgasm building beyond my control. I took off the ball strap and worked myself in his rhythm, imagining that was my cock stuffing her mouth, imagining she was looking up at me, her eyeliner smudged and the tension of orgasmic denial in her face.

I came when he did, and with the pressure and compression of my cock ring and delayed orgasm, my first pump hit the wall, and after 9 pumps of cum I was completely drained and just lay there, my hand full of my own cum. I sometimes bring myself over the edge thinking I'll lick my hand clean after I cum, but afterwards the closest I can bring myself is to smell it. maybe if I was more flexible and just came right in my mouth. I did that once in junior high, had my leg over my head and was able to fellate myself. just that once, didn't try again till later in life when I wasn't as flexible, working on getting there again, but not yet there. anyway, lol. probably TMI.

so maybe a homework assignment for y'all is to delay your orgasm. though I wouldn't recommend going as long as I did, I was pretty sore the rest of and the next day. just delay it a little, feel it build and don't release, then cum when you can't take it anymore and see how that feels, all that pressure building up. like putting your thumb over a garden hose.

What Sarah Palin really has in store for David Letterman

boo52@hotmail.com — Tue, 16 Jun 2009 19:44:52 GMT

“I am here to wash those dirty words straight out of your mouth sir,” she lashed out. After their war in the media Governor Sarah Palin had come to surprise David Letterman and get her sweet revenge. She showed up, unannounced, in a move to shock her prey. Her victim had no alternative but to stand there, mouth agape in shock. The angry Queen of Alaska, hair pulled tightly back, eyes blazing behind her studious eye glasses, would not relent.

“You know damn well the trouble you’ve caused and a woman of my position will not stand for it!”

YOU KNOW YOU WANNA CLICK

Strictly Professional

boo52@hotmail.com — Tue, 16 Jun 2009 18:36:55 GMT

". . . My purse slipped and tumbled onto the floor. I blushed in mortification at my clumsiness and the sound of multiple small objects hitting the floor – but it got even worse when he bent to help me and ended up with an eight-inch long, anatomically-molded, black silicon dildo in his hand. . ."

Do you believe everything happens for a reason?

Pink Ride

boo52@hotmail.com — Tue, 16 Jun 2009 15:18:23 GMT

I never liked playing with Barbie dolls when I was a little girl, but I took endless pleasure in buying outfits and accessories for Corrie and dressing her up – or watching as she dressed herself to my specifications. This evening I was in the mood to watch. I reclined in my chair with a glass of brandy and simply enjoyed the aesthetics of my beautiful slave preparing herself to serve.

boo52@hotmail.com — Tue, 16 Jun 2009 01:27:58 GMT

I'm really horny and open to taking commands right now. tell me who to fantasize and cum to, and I'll do it and write about it. if not a celebrity, describe someone for me to cum to, or provide a picture/video. then I'll write about it.

The Drive Home

boo52@hotmail.com — Mon, 15 Jun 2009 01:11:56 GMT

We sit in a quiet booth in the corner of our favorite place. The martini is just starting to make me feel a little flush. You're telling me some funny story about your story, and I'm listening. Really I am. But I'm watching your lips too. Those lips. "Kiss me" runs through my mind. Can't you read my thoughts? I'm thinking it so hard. "Kiss me!"

I excuse myself to visit the ladies room while you wait for our second round to arrive. I splash a little cool water on my face. And then I text you "Kiss me!" When I come back, I decide to sit next to you on your side of the table. We sip our new drinks and talk and laugh. It's delightful. But I'm still craving those lips. When I laugh I lean into you. When I talk I let my hand carelessly brush against your arm. I just want to touch you. I think you understand, but you stay so reserved. I finally rest my hand on your thigh and give it a squeeze. "Check please!" We drain the last of our drinks, settle the tab and walk out. You open the car door for me. My body brushes against yours as I attempt to get in the passenger's seat when I feel your arm wrap around me. I stop and see you gazing down at me. Your lips press against mine. I hold my breath until you pull back. I exhale heavily and go back for more. Your tongue dances over my lips and my hands clasp around your neck. My tongue tickles, if that's even possible, as it swirls against yours. My breath is shallow and quick. My heart flutters. You pull back with your mischievous grin. You know exactly what you've done to me.

We get in the car and start driving back to my place. The night is still and dark as we wind down a secluded road. There are no houses. Just a school out of session on one side of the road and a nature preserve on the other. You reach out and hold my hand. I try to maintain my composure, but you can see my chest heaving out of the corner of your eye. I take your hand and start kissing your fingers before sucking one into my mouth. I move your hand to my my cheek, and then my breast, and then thigh. We drive further along this way. I say your name, sounding more concerned than I intend. "Yes?" "Can you please pull over?" I ask. You pull over to the side of the road right away thinking there's something wrong. "Come with me" I tell you, and get out of the car. As you get out of the car, I turn back toward you. "Do you have any blankets in the trunk? You should grab one." And I start walking down a dark path that leads into the nature preserve. I hear the trunk slam and you catch up with me, blankets in tow. After walking through trees and brush, we come to a small grassy clearing. I take the blanket from you and spread it out on the grass. I keep watching you as I kick off my shoes and step onto the blanket. You start to slowly slip off your shoes but hesitate. When you look up you find me standing bare breasted in the moonlight. "Don't you want me?" I ask a little embarrassed. You take me up in your arms and kiss me hard and hungrily. My hands reach under your shirt to run through your chest hair. You let me pull your shirt off over your head. "Here? Are you sure?" you whisper. "Yes" I whisper back. "I can't wait until we get home. I need you now." You finish removing your shoes and socks while I remove the rest of my clothes. I start kissing your chest while I undo your pants. I whimper as I discover your cock already hard and wet. I collapse down with your clothes. I look up at you, on my knees, and lick the shaft of your cock.

Your fingers run through my hair as I continue licking your cock and balls and sucking them in turns. I moan with pleasure trying to take you to my throat, and then sucking just your cock head, and then taking you deep again. I hear you moan too, and that makes me happy and more turned on. I suck, moving faster until you grab my head to slow me down. "Do you want me to cum yet?" you ask, knowing I don't. I take you out of my mouth. "Lie back" you say. I move back and lean on my elbows so I can see you as you lie on your stomach between my legs. Your tongue teases my pussy lips so that I jump and flinch and giggle with every touch. You do it over and over, making me squirm all over and ache for some sort of release. Finally, your tongue strokes me bottom to top in one long, firm, slow stroke. My legs tighten against your head for a second before falling open. You suck my clit and I collapse off my elbows. I lie on my back feeling every sensation - the cool night air blowing over my hard nipples, the damp grass cold against my neck, your mouth hot against my pussy. I groan, cumming and shaking.

You crawl up the blanket until your mouth reaches my breast. You take it in your mouth and suck gently before moving back to flick my nipple fast with your tongue. I quake and call "yes, yes." You take the other one in your mouth and nibble it. My hips buck frantically. "Oh god" I gulp as I feel your fingers rubbing my clit. "Do you want me inside you?" you ask. All I can do is nod. But then I blurt out "lie on your back." Before you're even settled I'm straddling you and sitting down on your cock. Normally I would start slow, but not this time. I ride down and up as fast as I can. My tits bounce when you're not squeezing them. I can't keep the pace and have to stop for a second. My pussy clenches tight around you, and then I start riding hard again. You get your feet under you and start thrusting up. I look in your eyes, speechless. I can't even moan. My pussy spasms and wetness floods out, and you're still going. My body collapses against you.

You roll over on top of me and grab my legs to put them up on your shoulders and start fucking me deep. Waves of orgasm keep rolling through me. I am so wet, so open. You thrust so fast that you don't even notice when you pull out and push against my ass, instead of my pussy. You slide in easily. Ohgodyes. You realize what you've done, but keep going. I can't stop saying "yeah, yeah, yeah" under my breath. My pussy is tightening up. Your breathing is fast. Your thrusts are fast. I feel you twitching. "I'm going to cum" you say. "Cum in my pussy" I tell you. "Please." You pull out of my ass and in the next movement thrust very hard into my clenching pussy. I convulse under you, cumming hard as I feel your cock shooting your own hot cum deep inside me.

You slowly pull out and lie next to me. I quake and shiver next to you. You catch your breath. I grab you every time aftershocks pulse through me. But finally, we're able to get dressed and head back to the car. "Wow" you say. "Now I think I can wait until we get home" I say. "But drive fast, hehe."

From Twilight to True Blood: Why does blood sucking get ladies hearts pounding?

boo52@hotmail.com — Sun, 14 Jun 2009 22:29:44 GMT

What is it about immortal blood sucking broodaholics that makes women swoon? Is it the danger? Is it the biting? Because trust me girls, I can nibble your neck and I’ve been known to walk fast with a pair of scissors in my hand. Or perhaps it’s something unattainable to us, the meek mortal man.

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Dragon Bait

boo52@hotmail.com — Sun, 14 Jun 2009 05:51:59 GMT

A sexy fairy tale about a distressed damsel, a sardonic dragon, and a scoundrel knight.

Poetry and Prose by Tamara Amanda Bryant

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My first book, "Stumbling and Mumbling", has been published and is up for sale! It is a book with my poetry and prose. The writing in this book covers issues like domestic violence, love, death, mourning, revenge, suicide, addictions, revenge, growing up, and finding oneself.

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The Wedding Date conclusion

boo52@hotmail.com — Tue, 09 Jun 2009 17:47:12 GMT

By now the sun was blazing into the room from behind the thick curtains. The shadows from her succulent body fell across his chest as she climbed on top of him. After all the long nights talking and sharing innocent tenderness, the confidence she was exuding was amazing to him. He had no idea how nervous she really was. It was now she who had trouble looking at his face. She had never been able to look into the eyes of a lover until that very moment. Something about finally being with him changed every equation

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F**k Buddy Postion Now Filled by Ginger Ale

boo52@hotmail.com — Sun, 07 Jun 2009 05:32:26 GMT

"I got thrown for a loop the other night. I was sought out; someone wanted to turn in his fuck-buddy application. I was reluctant at first. He’s not my normal type of applicant. He’s not my normal type of anything. That’s what makes him so unique and alluring."

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The Wedding Date Chapter 2

boo52@hotmail.com — Thu, 04 Jun 2009 16:20:29 GMT

His nerves danced like flames. “Where was she?” he thought. It had been quite a few minutes since she excused herself to the bathroom to put some clothes on before they….well before they whatever. He had no idea what to expect and questioned himself whether he was dong the right thing at all.

you KNOW you want more......

with Part II of the Wedding Date coming later today...

boo52@hotmail.com — Thu, 04 Jun 2009 07:41:57 GMT

let's catch up again with Part I:

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boo52@hotmail.com — Wed, 03 Jun 2009 12:11:41 GMT

Girl Friday V - A Family Affair Part 1 & 2!

boo52@hotmail.com — Tue, 02 Jun 2009 23:45:18 GMT

Wow. This one just didn't seem to want to stop writing itself. I exceeded the LiveJournal text entry limit, so it's been split in two.

Enjoy!
Girl Friday V - A Family Affair Part 1
Girl Friday V - A Family Affair Part 2

And if you're new and want to catch up:
Girl Friday I - The Contract
Girl Friday II - Doctor's Orders
Girl Friday III - The Other Woman
Girl Friday IV - Like Father, Like Son

Monstruos

boo52@hotmail.com — Tue, 02 Jun 2009 06:23:27 GMT