tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74149328682280696792024-03-14T02:40:43.714-07:00Come Away With MeThis blog is an adult oriented escape for the grown and sexy. So 21 and over only, please. Be sure to enjoy, relax, and leave all the negativity behind, enjoy something sensual, titillating and thought provoking. Comments and differing opinions are welcomed. All text is original and the property Of TA Malone.
Once again, thank you for coming by to visit with me. Thoughts from the Thronehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06390241002793003045noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414932868228069679.post-8956899873729691822016-05-06T10:13:00.002-07:002016-05-06T10:24:08.633-07:00<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "showcard gothic";">In a Philly Mood
WDAS 1993<o:p></o:p></span></div>
by T A Malone<br />
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In the fall of 1993, I had the honor of being an intern at the
legendary Philadelphia, Pa. radio station WDAS during my 5<sup>th</sup> and
final year of college. What started off as a classical music station in 1959,
became what is now known as Urban Contemporary in 1971 and has remained a local favorite since. WDAS helped spread the “Philadelphia Sound”, which lead to disco and introduced the
world to artists such as The O’Jay’s, Teddy Pendergrass and Patti La Belle. </div>
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<i>Quick side bar…I
highly, highly, highly recommend having some of Ms. La Belle’s vanilla topped
pound cake. Ma’am, from the bottom of my heart and ever ready tummy, thank you…and
<b>“If Only You Knew</b>” is one of the
greatest songs ever written. But I simply must ask how did you do it? I must
know, cause…I never thought I would taste a piece of heaven without it being
attached to a woman. <o:p></o:p></i></div>
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From charitable events, to empowerment rally’s,
to just providing some smooth music to listen to on the ride home, WDAS has
done some great things for my hometown, and was a great place to work at. I
learned a lot, and managed to make a fool out of myself too.</div>
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To begin with, I was an intern working for the news
department, and helping the still sexy WDAS DJ supreme Mimi Brown in the
afternoons. <i>Quick sidebar…working with
Mimi was an adventure because I constantly had to cover my mid-section whenever
she sashayed on by. She was then and is now a master at her craft, and one of the
smartest and sexiest women I have ever met. <o:p></o:p></i></div>
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I also got to talk to the legendary DJ Joe “Butterball”
Tamburro. I got wiser just walking by his office. If you are not familiar with
him, look him up, and learn about a classy dude. RIP. </div>
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My intern supervisor was the uber cool Tamlin Henry, who was
one of the wisest guys I ever worked with. I learned a lot from him, and got to
meet some amazing people, with sometimes funny results. </div>
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At the time there
was a reporter for either the Philadelphia Inquirer, or Daily News named Vanessa
Williams, who called the news room looking for Tamlin. I took the message from
the captivating receptionist at the front, and sat it on Tamlin’s desk. I didn’t
read the note, I just dropped it off. So when Tamlin came in, he asked, “Well,
which on?” I looked at him, dumbfounded, which, sad to say happened a
lot in the beginning of my internship. “Uh,” was my articulate reply.</div>
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“Which Vanessa man,” he asked whipping out his not so little
black book held closed by a rubber band whose elastic was stretched to its
limits. “Vanessa from the paper, or <i>Vanessa</i>?”</div>
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Well, like I said
before, I only knew one Vanessa, so I responded accordingly.</div>
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About five minutes later, the following occurred…</div>
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“Thank you for calling WDAS. How can I help you?” I said
answering the phone.</div>
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“Yeah,” I responded dropping my voice a little lower for tha’
lady.</div>
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“Hi, this is Vanessa Williams, is Tamlin there?”</div>
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I swear to God, this is how I responded…”I-I-I-I-I-uh-uh-uh-I-uh-I-uh,”</div>
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Laughing hysterically Tamlin took the phone from me and the
lead news man, another cool brother whose name was Dave, patted me on the shoulder.
“Smooth,” he said trying not to laugh too hard. </div>
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Tamlin, who was too busy laughing to speak to the beauty at the
other end of the phone, put it on speaker as he tried to recover from hysteria.
I then heard the lovely Vanessa L. Williams say “I blew that brotha’s mind didn't I?”
as she laughed like an angel.</div>
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I wasn’t always so clumsy when I handled the phones at WDAS.<br />
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I successfully
interviewed former Heath Secretary Donna Shalala, and other local & national politicians, and
entertainers whose publicist shuffled them our way. I would do the interview,
edit out my voice, and make drops for Dave, Tamlin and the weekend news guy. In
the afternoon, I would help Mimi out with getting music, food, and any thing else she needed. Hell it was Mimi. In fact, Mimi cut some drops for my college radio show which were so hot, one guy called me asking for her number. As I helped Mimi I met entertainers such as Jodi Watley, Teddy Pendergrass, and Pam
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Pam Grier…damn.</div>
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You gotta understand, Pam Grier was my first Hollywood
crush. I remember seeing her on the Mike Douglas Show when I was four years old.</div>
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Yeah…I started young.</div>
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My “love” for her continued, for around the age of 12-13, I
found a <i>Player’s</i> magazine with a pictorial
of Ms Grier that I coveted as if it were gold. And no, the pages never got
sticky, or even wrinkled. I kept it with my collection of comic books in a plastic
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See, she was the epitome of beauty for me at the time. And
for a guy who only ever saw naked white women –Playboy, Penthouse, porn etc- seeing
a naked black woman, with her body, that was something memorable. I also kept the Sports Illustrated with Tyra Banks on the cover and the Playboy featuring the first Black Playmate of the Year Renee Tennison.</div>
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But Pam, she was the first. </div>
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In addition to probably being the inspiration behind the Commodores hit song <i>Brickhouse</i>, Pam Grier was/is a savvy business woman, multi talented entertainer, smart, and classy lady. I always had a
crush on her, and saw the movie <i>Posse</i>
just because she was in it. Heck up until six years ago, I had a video tape of
the two <i>Miami Vice</i> episodes she
appeared in, and was and still am mad jealous of Philip Michael Thomas.</div>
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But in 1993, God, allowed me a simple pleasure.</div>
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It was around five one evening at the station, and the sun
had already set over my favorite city. I was done for the day, getting ready to
go to my night job, which I hated. Come on, all day long I worked with local
celebs, politicians and other cool folks. My night job involved typing receipts
for some government agency, which was about as much fun as watching paint dry. There
was this one sexy, witty woman in her forties who worked there and…oh nevermind…back to Pam. </div>
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Just as I put on my coat to leave, Tamlin walked in with
a smile on his face, “Come on T,” he said. “I want you to meet a legend,”</div>
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voice which could melt half of Alaska spoke. “Oh Tamlin come on now,”</div>
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It was Pam Grier.</div>
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She was promoting a play she was doing in New Jersey and had
come to WDAS to visit. She knew half the staff, and they just loved her. And I
was in love the moment she smiled at me.</div>
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“Hi” she said
pleasantly after I introduced myself, not realizing how tall she was. “You look
a little young to know about me,”</div>
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“What?” I said all too comfortable in her presence, because that’s
just the energy she radiated. “Ms Grier you are one of my favorites! I saw you
in <i>Posse</i>, <i>Miami Vice</i>, <i>Foxy Brown</i>,
and my dad had a Player’s mag-”</div>
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Mimi laughed loudly as I caught myself, far too late. Tamilin
started laughing, and Dave…Dave just shook his head.</div>
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“Smooth,” he said.</div>
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But despite my flub, the smile on Pam Grier’s face was one I
would never forget. “Now, aren’t you a little young to be reading that?”</div>
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It was at that moment that my favorite image from that pictorial
flashed in my mind. “Uh,” I said oh so articulately. “No,”</div>
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“I don’t think he read it,” Tamilin said, and then we all
laughed, and she touched my shoulder. “It’s ok baby,” she said still cracking up.</div>
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Wow, I made Pam Grier laugh. That was cool.</div>
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And that sums up WDAS...a place of wisdom, music and well, just plain coolness. </div>
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Thoughts from the Thronehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06390241002793003045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414932868228069679.post-57826465033837135192016-05-04T14:42:00.000-07:002016-05-04T15:46:53.401-07:00<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;">
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In my mind, there is nothing wrong
with riding a bus. In fact many of the most memorable moments in my life
revolved around riding public transportation and women. And this morning, as I reminisced, three moments
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They all happened in my hometown of Philadelphia, PA with the first occurring during my third year in college. I was riding the C bus one morning, when a young
lady got on wearing a white blouse, black mini skirt and sneaks. Right away her
outfit held my attention and I discreetly enjoyed the sight of her cute little
socks with the furry ball at the back of the ankle as she paid her fare. And as she walked to the back
of the bus, I enjoyed the gentle sway of her hips and the slight whiff of the perfume
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She gave me a smile, and I gave her
a nod as the bus began to move. She was pretty, with butterscotch skin, and jet
black hair. Her eyes or contacts were hazel just adding to her beauty. She sat demurely,
smoothing out her skirt before placing a nicely rounded backside onto a very
lucky seat. I went back to listening to Ice Cube on my Sony Discman –<i>yes this
was a while back early 1990's</i>- and staring out the window as Broad Street passed me by. I
heard paper unwrapping, but paid it no mind, and enjoyed listening to Cube rap about
how good the day was.</div>
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My disc skipped as the bus ran
over a pothole. I looked down to push the button to start the song over, and
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She was sucking a lollypop. A Tootsie
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And not just sucking it…she was
<i>killing </i>it. And her actions just seemed to fit the music blaring in my ears…</div>
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<i>Just
waking up in the morning gotta thank God<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>I
don’t know but today seems kinda odd<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i><br /></i></div>
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Her thick tongue entwined around the sucker, licking and
slurping on that Tootsie Roll as if her life depended on it. For about five
seconds I stared hypnotized by her actions, before I snapped my head around,
and adjusted my crotch as discreetly as I could.</div>
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I swore I heard her snicker, but
went back to Cube:</div>
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<i>Lookin’
in my mirror and not a jacker in sight<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>Got
a beep from Kim and she can fuck-<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i><br /></i></div>
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The young beauty coughed and I looked
over to see her slide her lips over the cherry ball of sugar and work her
tongue around and around as it sat in her mouth. I could not believe it; for the first time in my
life, I was envious of a piece of candy.</div>
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Then, her eyes met mine.</div>
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Now remember, they were striking,
and had me hypnotized from minute one. Now was no different, only now, my 22
year old ass was rock hard and thinking how after all this I could get her
phone number.</div>
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<br /></div>
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Then she smiled, and pulled the lollypop from between her succulent lips with a resounding pop.</div>
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“Last stop!” the bus driver roared,
“End of the line,” </div>
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The woman got up, allowing me a flash of
her thick toned thighs. She picked up her bag and looked at me, the pop back between
her ruby red lips. “Bye,” she said and got off.</div>
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I thought about baseball for a few more
moments before I followed suit, my gym bag strategically covering my enlarged
crotch. I still had a chance to get the digits, or so I thought, for with some
regret and a lot of lust, I watched the beauty climb into a car, and a guy
around my age driving off, who was I am sure, well aware he was dating Muffy the Lollypop Slayer.</div>
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Another moment found me on a train,
sitting across from a very naturally pretty woman. She wore a dark colored
skirt, which fell just above her knees and very little is any makeup. She too wore sneakers, and our eyes met
on more than one occasion, but I would just smile, for the wedding ring on her
finger looked as if it were worth more money that my student loans at the time.
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But still we would share a glance,
for there was nothing else to look at as the subway train rolled along. I
figured if I looked down, I could do no harm.</div>
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But when I looked down, I saw her
legs. It was obvious this Italian beauty worked out, and her thick tan calves looked absolutely tantalizing. I
worked my way up to her knees and thighs when the train lurched to a stop and
folks got on and off obscuring my view, so I just looked around the train. When the train doors closed and it started up again, I happily went back to her knees,
and noticed they were a little farther apart.</div>
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I thought nothing of it, and just continued
to stare. I looked up and she looked away, a grin on her face, as I looked
down again, the gap between her knees was wider.</div>
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And…were those panties I saw?</div>
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Granted she was older than I was, probably in her early thirties, and still striking. So getting to see between her taught thighs was a surprising
pleasure. I had to lick my lips and glance away as the train started to slow
down. I looked back and easily saw the pink pattern racing its way across the crotch
of her underwear, and when I looked up at her face, the grin she wore was wide
and bright. Again the train lurched to a stop and she got off without a word. It
was then, and now that I figured she enjoyed the attention from strangers on a train. We all love attention, it lets us know we are still attractive, and provide a daily dose of ego boosting. I was also pretty sure, a very lucky hubby would reap the benefits of her arousal once the kids -if any- were tucked away in bed. </div>
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The last and most memorable public transportation moment, is not so much erotic as
romantic.</div>
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I sat alone in a pair of blue and
beige seats, with my holiday shopping bags between me and the side of a half
empty trolley bound for the Sharon Hill area of Pennsylvania when <i>she</i> got on.</div>
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The first word that rushed into my
brain was regal. </div>
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She was maybe 5’6”-5'8” maybe. I couldn't tell you. What I can tell you was she glowed. She radiated that light only some of us have, and with her, it shined bright. At first I could only see the profile of her face, as she stood with her left side facing me while she paid her fare. The long
black coat she wore covered her figure, but by the way the midsection curved, there was enough evidence to warrant she at least had a booty. She stood straight and
elegantly, and she wore a long dark colored skirt and of course a pair of
sneaks blanketed what I imagined were a pristine pair of tootsies. </div>
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One would think she were a descendant of Egyptian Kings and Queens.</div>
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Then I saw her face, and…well…years
later, Dru Hill wrote a song entitled <i>Beauty</i> which perfectly sums up how I was feeling at
that exact moment…</div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "sans-serif";"><br />
<i><span style="background: white;">The woman that's stolen my heart</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">And beauty is her name <o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0bVddqwuBGeJso6FCbOtb6Tf8pjNlHCgBCCXmsOPxbR1M5t5bMQOtH-r6SglUrAkCVMTtsQcfXxJYpBJ2uZ4HSkcgtsb_TEKRGG_asHZTEDEj4QhzpG5PwG_wFrz7-AYaU7xK9ugkx6m6/s1600/pretty+chick+from+wilmore.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0bVddqwuBGeJso6FCbOtb6Tf8pjNlHCgBCCXmsOPxbR1M5t5bMQOtH-r6SglUrAkCVMTtsQcfXxJYpBJ2uZ4HSkcgtsb_TEKRGG_asHZTEDEj4QhzpG5PwG_wFrz7-AYaU7xK9ugkx6m6/s200/pretty+chick+from+wilmore.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="background: white; color: #222222;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #222222;">I mean she was <b><i>at the time</i></b> the most
beautiful woman I had ever seen that was not on TV, a movie screen, record/CD
cover, or a magazine or an ex girlfriend or future wife. She had golden brown
skin, green eyes, and light, almost honey colored hair, which blended perfectly
with her skin. I couldn't help but to stare, my mouth open, then, sliding into a smile of appreciation for such beauty. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #222222;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #222222;">She did not walk far and just smiled at
me as she took a seat near the driver. And wow, she even sat like a queen. Her back was straight and proud as her manicured hands folded over her stylish purse as it sat in her lap. And twice when those captivating green eyes stopped staring forward and glanced my way, I had to take in a breath, and then cough, because I was on a trolley.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #222222;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #222222;">I forget where she got off. I know it was before my stop. But watching her leave, while sad, was just as delightful as watching her majestic arrival. Her walk likened her to one who was used to
rose petals being bestowed at their feet. She thanked the driver and looked at
me in the mirror. My balls took over and I said good-bye. She smiled and said
bye as well and got off the bus.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #222222;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #222222;">Why I didn’t pursue her, I will never
know. I just know she was one heck of a beauty, and that sometimes I really,
really miss riding the bus/train/trolley. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Thoughts from the Thronehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06390241002793003045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414932868228069679.post-73715836151148234082016-02-02T13:29:00.002-08:002016-02-02T13:29:27.037-08:00<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<b><i><u><span style="font-family: "monotype corsiva"; font-size: 24pt;">Freak Me</span></u></i></b><b><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 24pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: "calibri";">By: </span></span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12pt;"> <b><i>TA Malone</i></b></span></div>
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<b><i>Previously....</i></b></div>
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“So,” Tiara said smiling at me back in her director’s chair,
looking even hotter in person than on video all those years ago. “How did you
end up on this career path?”</div>
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I grinned, feeling calmer already. “I need money,”</div>
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“Good a reason as any,” She replied. “You a college boy?” </div>
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“Yes,” I replied. And for some reason I felt a surge of
boldness, “And dare I say, a big fan of yours,”</div>
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Tiara smiled at me, and it was, before I met Lynn of course,
the most beautiful smile I had ever seen.
“So, is fucking me a fantasy come true?” she said shooting me a sexy
look.</div>
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<br /></div>
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I swallowed hard as my cock started to stir. “Yes ma’am,”</div>
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“Well,” She laughed. “At least you are honest, and no more
of that ma’am shit. My granny is a ma’am not me,” she replied her eyes never
leaving mine. “Is fucking Hunny a dream come true as well?” </div>
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<br /></div>
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“Uh, well yeah,” I replied sheepishly. “But I uh…to be
honest I’ve always wanted you more,”</div>
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“So,” Tiara grinned stepping down off her chair. Her heels
were off, and she looked to be only 5’1” maybe 5’2”. She slowly walked towards
me, a yellow lace bra cradling her full breasts “I made you cum hard watching
my movies huh,”</div>
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<br /></div>
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I nodded. “I can’t tell you how many times,” I said as if in a trance.</div>
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She smiled even more. “Did you cum when I did, or when the
guy did?”</div>
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“Damn,” I grinned thinking she could read my mind. “You,”</div>
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“That’s hot,” Tiara said as her smile grew while she
unclipped her bra exposing her still firm 36C chest that in my mind I had
sucked and fucked a thousand times before today. My eyes traveled to her succulent hips as
her jeans slid down revealing a matching yellow thong before she glided her
muscular legs towards me. With each sensuous step, my heart beat faster and my
mind raced with thoughts of us entwined fucking like crazy.</div>
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“So,” she said gently taking hold of my hands, her hands as soft
as a gentle breeze, sending shivers through my body. “How badly do you want
me?” she smiled, and began to kneel down. “You willing to piss Hunny off, or
you just want to wait?” she said, her lips mere inches from the
smaller of my two heads. “The question is can you wait?”</div>
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</div>
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Before I could answer, she took me into her mouth.</div>
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Lynn looked at me, feeling my erection beneath my jeans.
“Having a flashback?” she said raising her left eyebrow in that sexy way,
causing my dic to throb.</div>
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“That was then,” I said kissing her lightly on her sexy full
lips. “You are now,” I replied. </div>
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She rubbed my cock through my pants, grinning. “Nice
answer,” Lynn hissed as our lips met once more.</div>
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“Well, I want to go to Cabo San Lucus for Spring Break,” I
said while Adina Howard’s “Freak Like Me” played in the background. Tiara was
on my lap, absently playing with me while we talked. “I figured this would be a
quick and legal way to earn some cash,” I smiled, my inhibitions long gone,
“And I am damn glad I did,” I blatantly looked Tiara up and down.</div>
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“Hmm, I’m flattered,” she replied. “Nice to have a fan, and
not some nut case with a fetish for,” she held up two fingers on each hand like
quotation marks “MILF pussy,” she snapped “Shit, I don’t even have any fucking
kids, so how in the hell can I be a MILF?”</div>
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The breath the lovely woman on my lap released was full of exasperation, as she looked me in my eyes, my still hard member
safe in snug in the confines of her hands, “Why is it, a woman loses her beauty
as she ages but men get distinguished,”</div>
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I shrugged, “That’s some shit you gotta take up with whoever
made up that dumb ass rule, I think you’re fucking beautiful,” I patted her
thigh. “You look great for,” I paused. “Whatever age you are. Matter of fact
I’d bet you will still be hot when you are ninety,”</div>
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She looked at me grinning, “You mean that shit don’t you
with your sexy, nice cock havin ass,” Tiara laughed as she gave me a quick, yet
soft and sweet kiss. “Now, to avoid any drama with my bitch, get limp, and I
will see you soon,” </div>
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I heard the shower go off, as I watched Tiara and her
succulent ass sashay across the room. The door opened, revealing the stunning
Hunny, with a towel around her torso and her hair. “Yeah,” she was saying to
Tiara as she walked past her into the bathroom. “I’ve been thinking. To make
this a fun time for us, first one to cum has kitchen duty for a month,” she
said closing the door before Tiara could reply. Hunny glided to the makeup
counter, and unraveled the towel from around her head. I couldn’t help but to
once again stare at Hunny’s high cheekbones, and cat eyes, which grew even
narrower when she smiled. She turned on her MP3 player and soon after, I heard
the strands of Silk’s number one hit.</div>
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“Listen close young boy,” Hunny said. “These are your
instructions on how to satisfy me in musical form, so it should be easy for
your ass to remember,”</div>
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Her body began to sway to the rhythm. And I got lost in the
song, memorized by the hourglass figure before me.</div>
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<i>Let me lick you up and down<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>Till you say stop,<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>Let me play with your body baby,<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>Make you real hot,<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>Let me do all the things,<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>You want me to do,<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>‘cause tonight baby,<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>I wanna get freaky with you,</i></div>
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“Young boy,” she called. “Come here and put lotion on my
back,”</div>
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I nearly fell twice on my way over to her, causing her to
giggle loudly. “Slow down young boy,” she said laughing. “I ain’t going any
where I hope yo’ ass can fuck better than you can walk,”</div>
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I smiled as she handed me the lotion. “I will not disappoint
you Miss-” her reflection scowled at me in the mirror. “Hunny,”</div>
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“Good answer,” she said dropping her towel and right away
her sexy voice faded and began to sound like a off screen adult in a Charlie
Brown’s cartoon as I stared at her dark brown naked frame.</div>
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“Waa,waa, wa,waaa,wa,” she was saying as I hungrily started at
her every curve, and the sway of her hips to the music. Her breasts sat on her
chest like chocolate covered grapefruits, with no areola, only a pair of tantalizing dark brown nipples. Her infamous ass, now slightly wider, sat proudly, begging for my
touch.</div>
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“Waa, waa, waa, waa,” she said, as the song played on</div>
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<i>Let me play with your
body</i>…</div>
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Lustfully, I applied the lotion to her back, massaging it
into her silky soft skin.</div>
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“Waa, waa,” she sighed in mid sentence. Hunny’s eyes closed,
another sigh emanated from her luscious lips as I slowly worked the lotion into
her shoulders and upper back. </div>
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“Oh that feels nice,” she sighed.</div>
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The massage was turning us both on, and she began to lean
back into me. The fortysomthing beauty before me had skin made of silk, and
the site of her nipples hardening under my touch blew my mind. Before I
knew it, I cupped her full tits in my hands, as she leaned back, her mouth open,
grinding against my dic.</div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
“Oh shit, young boy,” she replied gasping and unfortunately
coming to her senses, “Boy I said put lotion on my back,” she said jerking away
from me. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I nodded, “I, I,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The bathroom door opened, and Tiara came out, naked drying
herself as she walked to us, “Oh, yeah, lotion me too,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Hunny looked at me. “You in love boy?”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“No,” I replied shooting a quick look at Tiara who smiled
back. “I mean damn woman, I mean those pretty tits were just calling my name.”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Hunny burst out laughing, “Boy, you too damn eager,” she
looked at Tiara. “Bitch, handle this,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Tiara walked past me. “Manny,” she yelled after opening the
door “Give us 20, then we’ll be down,” Tiara closed the door, walked over to
her purse, then to sofa, sat and patted a nearby cushion. “Well, baby, let’s
get you high so our scene can last more than five minutes. We want to make this
whole experience a memorable moment for you and your nice cock,” she took a
thick cigar out of her purse. “Smoke this shit. Got it from my cousin he called
it Stone Cold Stunner,’” she said with a smile, “Come sit, come sit,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Uh,” I drank more than I smoked weed, and was more than a
little reluctant to smoke something named after Steve Austin's infamous finishing maneuver. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Shit,” Hunny said clad in a purple satin robe. She was
gently steering me to the sofa from behind, making me sit down so I between the
two porn goddesses. “That shit gon get everybody right. Now light that shit
bitch,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Tiara looked at her with a grin. “Sure bitch,” and for some
reason we started to laugh our asses off</div>
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<br /></div>
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* * * * * * * * * * *
* * * * * * * * * *</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Wait,” Lynn looked at me, still absently massaging my dic
through my jeans. “You smoked pot?”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Once,” I replied. “And the shit they gave me,” I shook my
head, smiling at the memory. “Was truly a religious experience,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
"Well," Lynn said matter of factually. "You did say it was called Stone Cold Stunner, lucky your ass could walk. she gave me a wicked smile. "You wanna do it again?"</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p> </o:p>“Uh,” I replied completely thrown off by her response. “Ok,” I
said smiling at her.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Alright,” she replied, kissing me on the lips. “There’s a
lot we need to do now,” she smiled mischievously. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
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<div class="MsoNormal">
All I remember is sitting between them on the couch, as
Tiara kept handing me the weed. The first time, I coughed my brains out while
they giggled in delight. Soon, I got the hang of it, with Tiara’s help. She
would take a hit, pass it to me, and then I would take a hit, and pass it to
Hunny. After the third rotation, Hunny handed it to me and said. “Take two
hits,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Soon there after, Tiara took a hit, leaned over, and I breathed
in the weed she blew into my mouth along with her expert tongue. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Oh yeah,” I heard Hunny say from far away, “That got his
ass,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The world grew hazy, and I leaned my head back. I felt like
I was floating and closed my eyes, a smile plastered across my face. The next
thing I know I went from looking at a dimly lit ceiling as I leaned my head
back, to looking at the ceiling under some hot ass lights. I mean some hot ass
lights.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I sleepily lifted my head, and saw the cameras, as my two
most vivid masturbatory fantasies held my cock each sliding their tongue and
lips up and down my shaft, meeting at my head where they caressed me with their mouths as
I sighed in absolute pleasure.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Their tongues danced around my rock hard dic. Hunny smiled
as she licked me like a lollypop, as Tiara took her sexy lips off my other head
to slide up my body. She was smiling seductively, and I could feel the heat
from her pussy on my thigh as she slid up my body. We kissed, making my cock
throb in Hunny’s mouth which in turned made the cocoa brown beauty groan. Tiara whispered, “Taste me,” before
kissing me softly again. “Taste me, baby” then she slid her delectable pussy
over my mouth.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I throbbed again, and felt Hunny’s tongue dance on my head.
I didn’t know where to start, I fantasized about this moment for years. So I
took a deep breath of her sweetness and kissed her sugar walls. She shivered, and
I kissed her pussy again, this time, the same way I kissed her lips only
moments ago, sliding my tongue into her every now and then. Soon, I began to
alternate between swirling my tongue around her clit, then sliding it up, down,
and around her whole pussy. Soon Tiara’s hips began to move, as she moaned. “Oh
yeah, Papi,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Then I remembered the song…</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
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*********************</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“I have that song on my MP3,” Lynn whispered in my ear
before she ran her tongue in and around my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
“We can hear it later,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Girl, if I knew you would be like this,” I said looking at
her, kissing her. “I would have told you this story a long time ago,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“No shit Sherlock,” she said kissing me back. “Now
continue,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
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**********************</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
My hips began to move in conjunction with Hunny’s mouth,
causing her to stop in mid suck. She began to stroke me.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Meanwhile, I feasted upon Tiara’s exquisite pussy, playing
the song in my head.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>Let me lick you up and down<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>Till you say stop<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Tiara moaned, as I
felt Hunny’s hot pussy slide down on my dic. “Oh fuck,” she hissed. “Oh my God,
Young Boy you hard as hell” she said as she began to move up, down and around.
Soon, I placed a hand on her left hip to improve our sensual tempo.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>Let me play with your body baby,<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>Make you real hot…<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
While my left hand
caressed Hunny’s silky soft hourglass frame, my right hand caressed Tiara’s
asshole. My tongue soon found a home sliding up and down her labia back up to
her protruding clit. She moaned, and something hot, sweet and heavenly fell
upon my tongue, before Tiara’s body trembled.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Hunny sighed as she got up to ride me reverse cowgirl style.
“Oh baby, don’t stop, don’t stop,” she cried as my hips began to piston up
inside of her.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I felt her pussy get hotter as she began to bounce up and
down with wanton abandon, meeting me stroke for stroke</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
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* * * * * * * * * * *
* * * * * * * </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“No shit,” Nancy replied, her jeans open as she openly
played with her pussy, “Hard as a fucking rock, and by God it is a damn nice
cock,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Jeff looked down at his wife. “Babe, you do realize your
drunk ass is paying with your pussy in front of our best friends,” </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Yes,’ she replied huskily. “But does <i>your</i> drunk ass
realize it should be you playing with my pussy?”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Jeff blinked, his mouth open. He licked his lips, looked at
Nancy, who was transfixed by my one and only porn scene, her right hand moving
in circular motions, as she sighed in pleasure. He looked at me. “You guys
mind,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“No,” I said. “Fuck it,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Lynn suddenly got up. “I’ll be back,” she said. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Man keep talking,” Jeff said eagerly helping a giddy Nancy
out of her skin tight jeans.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
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* * * * * * * * * * *
* * * * * * * * </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Soon Hunny turned back around to face Tiara who twisted to
do the same, her pussy never leaving my mouth. I slowly slid my tongue in and
out of her pussy, licking her clit periodically, sending goose bumps around her
hips and thighs. “Oh, oh yes, don’t stop,” she cried. My hands now took both of
Hunny’s round full breasts in my soft grip, twisting her nipples, making her
get even hotter. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I felt a pop, as a trickle of cum ran down my shaft. Hunny
grinded her hips, rotating them first to the left, and then to the right, before bouncing up and down my turgid member
again, moaning and groaning. Soon, Hunny grinned me again, only this time
longer than before still groaning in pleasure. At the same time, I felt Tiara’s
clit begin to throb. I had never felt a clit throb before, so I took it into my
mouth, softly licking her as she began to drip uncontrollably.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Tiara’s body went rigid, as her fingernails dug into my
chest and stomach.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Somebody’s got kitchen duty,” Hunny said breathlessly as
she began to ride my dic faster. I felt her hips quiver, and I began to move
with her as she bounced up and down. “Oh shit,” she sighed. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Oh fuck that,” Tiara said. “No way, you first,” she leaned
in and kissed Hunny, who began to slam her ass down on my hips meeting me
thrust for thrust.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Tiara trembled, her juices flowing freely, growing warmer
and sweeter, and tasting like nectar ebbing slowly upon my tongue. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Tiara cried out into Hunny’s mouth, as I twisted the black
woman’s nipples, sending jolts of pleasure thru her body. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Oh shit, you bitch,” Hunny shouted quivering each time she
fell on my cock. I was in heaven and just kept lovingly eating Tiara’s pussy,
and soon she began to shake harder.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“This fucking young boy” Tiara squealed. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Has me,” Hunny said.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I felt them both tense up. “Cumming!” they said in unison screaming
into each other’s mouths.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Tiara screamed as cum squirted into my face, and right eye.
I now knew what it was like to get a facial, and swore to never do that shit to
a woman ever again. But the sweetness of her drenched pussy called to my eager
tongue as I slowly, and lovingly licked her. She didn’t stop moving her hips
until her orgasm passed, and even then she pushed my head into her pussy.
“Stick your tongue in…yeah, yeah that’s it baby, that’s it,” </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Just as Tiara nearly drowned my face, Hunny screamed
bouncing on my dic one more time before my balls and throbbing shaft were
drowned in her hot sticky cum. Her juices felt like lava flowing down, its
warmth both erotic and searing at the same time. She got off, me, and I felt
some cum drop onto my thigh.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Tiara got off my face, smiling, “My turn with that dic,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Come here to Mamma,” Hunny replied, gesturing me to come to
her, as Tiara lay on her back, legs spread wide. Her tasty pussy just stared at
me, and I was torn between eating her and fucking her.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The director hissed at me, “Fuck her boy,” he said making
the decision for me.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And as I positioned myself on the sofa to fuck the woman of
my dreams, she smiled up at me. “Make me cum again young boy,” </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Before I could grab my own cock, Hunny reached from behind
me, taking me into the confines of her velvety hands, slowly guiding me into
Tiara. The three of us gasped in unison as Hunny pushed me deeper into Tiara’s
hot tight pussy. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Often we stopped fucking long enough for Hunny to lick
Tiara’s juices off my rigid member. Tiara began to push against me, a smile of
contentment covered her face, and soon her eyes closed, her face tilting to the
side. I began to play with her nipples, and her mouth fell open, as her pussy
got wetter and seemingly tighter around my dic.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Oh young boy,” Hunny whispered in my ear as she absently
played with my left nipple. “You gon make my girl come again,” then she licked
my ear, and her other hand rubbed my body. I closed my eyes, shivering in
ecstasy.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
My involuntary movements made Tiara gasp as our hips began
move in a perfect unison. I looked at the director who was smiling giving me a
thumbs up, as well as gesturing for me to keep going.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I looked down at Tiara, who still had her eyes closed, only
now, she began to moan, and then her breath started coming out in short bursts
of pleasure.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Hmm, fuck her harder” Hunny purred into my ear, as her
hands expertly caressed me down to my soul. “She’s so close young boy,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Tiara’s eyes soon opened, and she sat up, bracing herself
with her arms against my chest, slamming her hips against me. “Oh fuck, fuck,
fuck,” her head fell back, as her hips rose in the air bringing her off my rock
hard member. Her body trembled, and cum shot out onto my chest and Hunny’s
hands. Tiara stayed like that for about ten more seconds, her trembling body,
made my cock throb in Hunny’s tender hand. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Nice job young boy,” Hunny whispered. “Your turn,” she
started playing with my balls. As soon as Tiara laid back down, Hunny again
guided me in. Her other hand soon found its way back to my left nipple as she
playfully tugged and twisted it, causing my dic to move up and down inside
Tiara.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Tiara looked at me, her eyes full of lust and delight. “Cum
for me,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I relaxed, staving off my orgasm. Hunny smiled. “Nice try,”
she said. “You not trying to cum yet,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I shook my head. “No,” I said fucking Tiara for all I was
worth.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Too bad,” Hunny said. She pulled my dic out and began to
jerk me off from behind. “Oh shit!” I cried.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Cum for me,” Tiara said sensually, running her hands up and
down her body and mine. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I had a flashback to this one scene Tiara did. It was her
first girl-girl scene, and Tiara had a screaming orgasm. I reversed the scene
five times, enjoying how her legs shook, her eyes rolled back into her head,
and a little squirt of her cum landed on a pink vibrator. I came so hard and
screamed so loud my neighbor came over to check on me. I told him I dropped a
book on my foot.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Cum for me,” Tiara said looking into my eyes.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
* * * * * * * * * * *
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *</div>
<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Holy shit, you got weed?” I said to Lynn who came back with
a cigar just in time to see my one and only pop shot.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
First, a trickle came out onto Hunny’s fingers, as she kept
playing with my nipple, and stroking my cock. “Oh yeah,” she said, stroking me
slower.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Soon more cum trickled out of my head, before a stream shot
out, followed by five more thick strands of cum. I screamed as Hunny kept
stroking my dic from behind, milking me dry. The next thing I remembered was
the director giving me a standing ovation, and my money. Then Hunny and Tiara
basically kidnapping my ass for a week, fucking me nearly to death.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Oh shit, I’m cumming!” Nancy cried as she drove Jeff’s face into her pussy, “Ahh! Jeff, ahh! Fuck!” her head fell back against the love seat as a smile of sheer ecstasy plastered her face.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Lynn looked at me. “Light that shit,” she said handing me
the cigar and standing up. “Time to fuck,”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I looked over and saw Nancy on her knees sucking Jeff’s dic,
as he hit the fast forward button to the next scene.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Lynn took off her top; bra gone, her bare breasts looked at
me, begging for my touch as I smiled eagerly reaching for my lover. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
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<br /></div>
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Thoughts from the Thronehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06390241002793003045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414932868228069679.post-72450689978510265292015-09-08T11:51:00.001-07:002015-09-08T11:51:51.717-07:00<br />
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<b><i><u><span style="font-family: "Monotype Corsiva"; font-size: 24pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-font-kerning: 18.0pt;">Freak Me</span></u></i></b><b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-font-kerning: 18.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">By:
</span></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <b><i>TA Malone</i></b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Part II<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Last time...</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Hunny noticed me first, smiling as
our eyes met. “Bitch look,’ she said. “Fresh meat,”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Why everything gotta be bitch?”
Tiara asked applying mascara. “<i>Bitch</i> get me a burger, <i>bitch</i> get
the door, <i>bitch</i> get my bitch,” she shook her head. “People only curse
for they lack the words to intelligently express their thoughts,”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Bitch please,” Hunny replied, as I
faded out of the picture. “Who got a near perfect score on their SAT verbal?”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Tiara grinned. “Really,” she replied
looking at me a gleam in her eye. “You bringing up an inconsequential exam you
took over a decade ago when this sensuous, nubile young man, standing with his
mouth agape staring lustfully at us was but a wee little tot?”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Bitch don’t try using big words on
the sly to outshine me, and watch that decades shit too,” she looked at me from
the mirror, “Watch this shit,’ she then turned to face Tiara. “Define bicker,”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“To quarrel, disagree-”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Too easy, too easy,” Hunny said.
“Define protrude,”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Tiara looked at me licking her sexy
full lips, “To stick out, like his cock,”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Hunny turned to look at me, a pair
of scissors suddenly in her hand. “Aw hell naw!”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">She got up out of the chair so fast,
I was barely able to even take a single step backwards.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Dude,” Jeff said laughing. “You got
punked by a girl,”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Shit,” I said drawing out the <i>I</i>,
“Your ass would have backed up too,”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Man, you never said this thing had
a plot,” Nancy whined twirling her strawberry blond tresses while looking at
the TV. “I want to see some-” she paused, her desire satiated, as the first
scene in the video began. “Houston we have dic,” she announced holding both
arms up like a referee signaling a touchdown.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Lynn tapped my shoulder, “Uh go on
please,”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I felt the cold metal scissors near
my still protruding member. I swallowed hard. “Uh,” was all I could muster.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Uh,” Hunny repeated, her breath
smelling of vanilla. “Uh, why the fuck you hard? And you better having
something fucking better to say than <em>uh</em>; sounding like a dumb ass!" She
mimicked my voice poorly. "Uh, uh, uh. Uh, don’t you know my fucking
rule?” I felt the cold metal against my balls, but my dic was still hard, and dammit, I couldn’t get the image of her cum face out of my head.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I shook my head, remembering
Rockett’s warning. “No need to worry Miss Cummings,” I replied. “I will be sure
to be limp when its time to fuck,”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">She put a pair of well manicured
hands upon her full sexy hips “Did you just call me Miss Cummings?” she looked
at Tiara, who was laughing quietly. “You hear this young boy T,” Hunny replied,
“<i>Miss Cummings</i>, well, I guess that shit is better than Ma’am.” She
looked me in the eyes, “Young Boy we about to fuck, so no need for formalities.
Call me Hunny, and call her Tiara. Just know in a little while,” she said
piercing me with her light brown eyes, “You and her gon be my bitches under
them lights,” she slowly walked away taking her time for her cat shaped eyes to
leave mine. "And your ass, better be limp when we start." Lustfully I watched
the sway of her curvaceous hips as she walked back towards the mirror.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Tiara snorted, somehow making it
sound sexy. “If anybody is the bitch in our relationship it’s you bitch,”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Hunny waved her hand, “Whatever
bitch,” she paused noticing the smile on my face. “Fuck you laughing for,” she
snapped rushing back towards me grabbing my dick through the robe. “It’s still
hard, and you laughing! This shit better be limp by the time the camera starts
rolling motherfucker,” she held me tight, the scissors still against my nut
sack. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">As I looked into her sexy brown
eyes, I was doing anything but going limp. “But damn, you two are hot,” I
blurted out.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Aww,” Tiara sang, “He’s so cute. got that whole boy next door thang going for him.”
she folded her hands underneath her chin playfully blinking her eyes. “What about his cock? Is it dreamy?” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Whiteboy packin’” Hunny replied
matter of factly. “White boy packin’ I just know that shit betta be limp.” She
said, caressing my semi hard dic. “I ain’t above taking a chunk out of a hard
dic,” she paused. “Even a nice cock like yours,” <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I blinked, “Uh.” The image of her
cutting a chunk of my nice cock off, instantly began to deflate my member.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“See,” she said her soft hands
gently rubbing my shrinking shaft “I like...shit, that's an understatement,'<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"Hmm, hmm," tiara agreed.
"A monumental one,"<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"Hell yeah," she laughed
sexily. "No, I love the feel of a soft, fat cock in my mouth, slowly
hardening between my lips. I love feeling the veins begin to fill up and thicken while I glide my tongue all around it.
Yeah. And I get paid for that shit. It’s in my fuckin contract. You got that.
So,” Hunny said squeezing me just enough for it not to hurt too bad. “Get limp,
and get <i>fucked</i>, or be hard when them cameras start and get <i>fucked up</i>,”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I nodded, “Limp it is Miss-” her
eyes narrowed. “Hunny,” I managed to pull a weak smile from somewhere deep in
my asshole.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Hmm,” she replied rubbing my
softening dic. “Tiara, come see this shit limp,” Hunny said.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I closed my eyes, immersed by the
soft caress of Hunny’s hand, while trying desperately not to get hard. She was
teasing me and loving it. Then I heard heels click across the floor. “Oh my” I
managed to open my eyes as Hunny let me go and walk away. “Nice
cock,” Tiara replied with a sexy grin.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“I didn’t know you liked black
chicks,” Lynn said, sounding aroused. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Uh, well I didn’t think it was
something to talk about with my wife to be,”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Honey, we will soon vow to make one
another happy, in all ways possible for the rest of our lives. So I need to
know what you like,” she grinned. “Hell I always knew you liked Latin women,”
she laughed. “You were so disappointed I couldn’t speak Spanish,”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“How in the hell could you grow up
in a Spanish speaking household and not speak Spanish?” I exclaimed laughing.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“The same way you got folks here in
America, who grew up here and can’t speak a lick of English,”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Now you know that is not the same
thing,”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Shh,” Nancy said. "Sex is
on,"<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Did, did she just shush me?” Lynn
asked pointing at Nancy playfully. "Did that horny heffa just shush me in
my own house?"<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“We are in the middle of foreplay,”
Nancy responded.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“It’s a fucking porn Nancy,” Lynn
replied. “You don’t have to listen to foreplay,”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"She's getting tips Lynn,"
Jeff replied, with a beer in his left hand, while his right played gently with
Nancy's hair. "You know my baby can only do two things at once..." <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"I can blow you and play with myself
until we cum together," Nancy replied proudly.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"Baby, that's two things,"
Jeff replied laughing.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“This is the scene I walked in
on,” I said pointing at the screen. “Mine’s next,”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“So,” Tiara said smiling at me back
in her director’s chair, looking even hotter in person than on video all those
years ago. “How did you end up on this career path?”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I grinned, her smile and playful demeanor making me feel calmer already.
“I need money,”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Good a reason as any,” She replied.
“You a college boy?” Tiara asked as Hunny walked to the back of the room, and disappeared through a doorway.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Yes,” I replied. And for some
reason I felt a surge of boldness, “And dare I say, a big fan of yours,”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">She smiled at me, and it was, before
I met Lynn of course, the most beautiful smile I had ever seen. “So, is
fucking me a fantasy come true?” she said shooting me a sexy look.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I swallowed hard as my cock started
to stir. “Yes ma’am,”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Well,” She laughed. “At least you
are honest, and no more of that ma’am shit. My granny is a ma’am not me,” she
replied her eyes never leaving mine. “Is fucking Hunny a dream come true as
well?” <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Uh, well yeah,” I replied
sheepishly. “But I uh…to be honest I’ve always wanted you more,”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Tiara actually blushed, her eyes
leaving mine for a few moments as she looked down at the counter top and
smiled. "That was sweet and honest," then her eyes came back to mine.
“So,” She grinned stepping down off her chair. Her heels were off, and she
looked to be only 5’1” maybe 5’2”. Slowly, Tiara walked towards me, her
yellow lace bra still cradling her full breasts, while a pair of jeans
accentuated her sexy hips. “I made you cum hard watching my movies huh,”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I nodded. “I can’t tell you how many
times,”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"I hear that a lot, from a
lotta guys, old and young. That I make them cum. One guy," Tiara laughed.
"One guy said I was the only way he could have an orgasm with his
wife. Can you believe that fucked up shit? I feel sorry for her. But then, then
I hear good stuff. Once, I had a woman tell me that she and her husband
only watched my films when they made love. Saying they would go to the scene
where I have an orgasm and cum together."<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"Did you cum all the time, in
every scene you did?"<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Tiara's smile grew. "Yes."
she looked away for a moment. She was more than halfway between me and her chair.
She stood, almost posing with her hands on her sexy hips, while her delightful
breasts sat proudly upon her chest. I could see her cherry colored nipples through
the lacy undergarment, and I had to work even harder at staying limp.
"Yeah. I did," she replied after paging through her memories.
"Hell, I even came when I gave a blow or hand job. It turns me on, knowing
I turn folks on, and when I cum, they do." she looked at me. "Now,
tell me, are you like most guys and cum with the cumshot, or..." her voice
trailed off, but her memorizing and alluring gaze remained. "Did you cum
when I did?” she asked in a tantalizing whisper.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"I think you know the
answer," I replied. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"Yeah," she said getting
closer to me. "I think I do. In fact baby, I know I do. I just want
to hear you say it,"<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Damn,” I grinned. “You,”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“That’s hot,” Tiara said as her
smile grew while she unclipped her bra exposing her still firm 36C chest I had
sucked and fucked a thousand times in my mind. My eyes traveled to her
succulent hips as her jeans slid down revealing a matching yellow thong before
she glided her muscular legs towards me. With each sensuous step, my heart beat
faster and my mind raced with thoughts of us entwined fucking like crazy.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“So,” she said gently taking hold of
me, her hands as soft as a gentle breeze, sending shivers through my body. “How
badly do you want me?” she smiled, and began to kneel down. “You willing to
piss Hunny off for a taste , or you just want to wait?” she said, her lips
mere inches from the smaller of my two heads. “The question is," Tiara
smiled. I could feel the caress of her warm breath upon the tip of
me. "Can you wait?” she looked at my cock, as the blood began to
flow. "Hmm baby?" her tongue snaked out, slowly licking me from
top to bottom and back again. "Can you wait?"<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Once again, all I could muster was
"Uh,"<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"Hmm," Tiara purred.
"Was that a yes," she paused to slide her tongue against me once
again. "Or a no?" she licked me again, this time even slower than the
last two. "Well, maybe you can wait..."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">And before I could say another word,
she took me into her mouth.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Freak Me<o:p></o:p></span></i></h1>
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<o:p> PART ONE:</o:p></div>
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“Bullshit!” my friend since year five of college Jeff
exclaimed slamming his half empty bottle of beer down upon my dining room
table. The cards on the table shifted slightly, as his wife rolled her eyes at
his dramatic and drunken gesture. “Dude that is such utter bullshit,” he spat. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“No bullshit,” I said. “I was 23 at the time and…fuck it,
I’ll get the video and prove it,” <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Oh hell no!” my fiancée Lynn shouted. “What the fuck? How
the hell,” she paused flustered. “Why the hell am I just learning about this
shit?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I shrugged. “I guess to avoid this,” I replied to her
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“But damn…three years,” she replied calmer. “I’ve known you
three years and this is the first time I have heard about this,” she shook her
head, her long thick hair moving like waves upon the shore. “I don’t have a
problem about it; I have a problem with just learning about it,” <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Me too,” Jeff said. “Dude really, why the fuck have I not
seen the video,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Here, here,” his wife Nancy replied with a lustful gleam in
her shimmering green eyes. “I say no better time like the present.” She eagerly
rubbed her hands together. “So, when can we see it?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“What?” Lynn asked. She looked at Nancy who shrugged, then
at Jeff. “I’m with her,” he said pointing to Nancy.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Further proof I wear the pants in our marriage,” Nancy
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“Any way,” Jeff said giving her a playful finger. “Go get it
bro,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I looked at Lynn, who still seemed uneasy. “Its all up to
you,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nancy gave a pouty face. “Pweeze Lynn,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Lynn took a deep breath, before pouring herself a healthy
shot of tequila. She picked the shot glass up, and looked around the table.
“Fuck it,” she said tilting back the glass. “Go get that muthafucka,” she
replied her voice still raspy from the shot.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
“Hang on,” I knew exactly where it was. I watched it at
least once a month, which I thought was kind of egotistical, but hey, fuck it.
I grabbed the DVD remote, and walked back to the den and turned on my big
screen.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nancy was first in the den, and plopped her sexy curvy
figure on the floor by the love seat. “Can we get some popcorn,” she said with
a giggle, while propping up a pillow behind her back. Jeff sat on the love seat
with Nancy between his legs. “Feel free to blow me any time baby,” he said to
Nancy.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I didn’t bring my jeweler’s glass,” she said slapping his
leg.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I laughed as I hit play, and sat down next to Lynn, who soon
managed to somehow snake herself around my body. I looked at her nipples
protruding through her lacy pink bra beneath a form fitting t-shirt. “You close
enough?” <o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
“Yeah,” she whispered. “I just want to stop Nancy from
raping you, and getting a piece of your nice cock,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I heard that,” Nancy replied. “And just to clarify I would
rape you both,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“This ain’t you with Ted’s grandmamma right?” Jeff said
referring to my infamous and annoying roommate from freshmen year one who’s
grandmother was in Playboy in the 60’s. Yeah, I said freshmen year one. I was a
two time freshmen, who finally got my act together my fourth year in. “Ha, ha,”
I replied. “She’s too young for me. But your Momma, she’s just right,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I don’t care who you are fucking,” Nancy replied giving me
a wink, and a sly smile. “I’d still watch it,” she looked at Lynn “You sure you
don’t want to sit by me,” she said rubbing the carpet.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Lynn shook her head. “I like the view from here,” she
replied with a smile. “Perhaps…later,” <o:p></o:p></div>
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Jeff looked at Nancy shaking his head. “You are such a horn
dog,” he said laughing, <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Arf” Nancy barked. “I’ll be your bitch later,” she to him
with a wicked wink. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Jeff laughed some more, and then he looked back at me. “So,
what sexy ass bitch did you get to fuck? Esperanza Gomez, Harley Dean, Yurizan
Beltran, Ice LaFox? Whoa, wait. Abella Anderson, Richelle Ryan, Teanna Trump,
Skin Diamond, Misty Stone, Kristina Rose, Capri Cavinni. Oh, I know, I know,
Audrey Bitoni!”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Esperanza turns me on something fierce,” Nancy said. “And I
would love to have a Abella or Audrey in our bed,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I kinda like Richelle,” Lynn replied. “Her body is like
mine,” <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Nope,” I replied. “None of the above. I got to fuck my two
favorite porn stars of all time-”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Dude,” Jeff stood up and dropped to his knees. “You fucked
Jenna Jamison and Tera Patrick? I do indeed bow down to thee.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“No,” I said. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Oh, oh” Nancy cried. “You fucked Briana Banks and
Mercedes,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Who?” Jefff replied. “Who the fuck is Mercedes?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“You know, Mercedes, that sexy Latina with the pouty lips
and great ass,” she paused as Jeff’s face showed the name still didn’t
register. “You came like a geyser watching her and Daisy Marie play together,”
she shook her head. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Oh yeah,” Jeff said taking a sip of beer. “That was some
video, and a damn fine blowjob my lady,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I had to wash my hair twice that night,” she grinned. “But
you damn sure made up for it twenty minutes later,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Dang Nancy,” Lynn replied. “You are a stone cold freak,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“And that’s why I love her,” Jeff said kissing Nancy’s hand.
He looked at me. “Ok Devon. So who did you fuck?” <o:p></o:p></div>
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“I got to fuck Hunny Cummings and Tiara Reigns,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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The room fell quiet, as if somewhere music stopped playing.
They all looked at me for a moment. Nancy was the first to speak. “And who the
hell are they?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I looked at her incredulously. “Only two of the top porn
stars of the late 80’s and 90’s,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Did you fuck them in the 90’s?” Lynn replied. “I mean some porn
stars, hell some celebrities’ period just don’t exactly age well. I imagine
they look beat to hell,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Yeah Dr. Who,” Jeff said laughing. “What, did you travel
back in time to when they were hot?” <o:p></o:p></div>
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“No,” I said exasperated. “I fucked them when I was in
college, about a year before you and I met,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nancy opened her mouth, then closed it, thought for a
moment, and then spoke. “I mean…gee…how was it…fucking old pussy?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Nancy they were in their forties,” I replied. “That is not
old,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“In dog years,” she said. “That is an eternity. And those
bitches have been fucked and sucked-”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Age ain’t nothin’ but a number,” Lynn replied backing me
up, as she ran her fingers through my hair. “Alliyah said that,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“And they proved it,” I said. “Outside of my Silky Angel,” I
said rubbing Lynn slowly up and down her back lingering longer at the small of
her back, tracing her tattoo. “Fucking those two women was the best sexual
experience of my life,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Aww,” Lynn said smiling. “I’m the best fuck you ever had,”
She kissed me. “So, just how did you become a porn star?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I shrugged, or tried to, but Lynn still had me in a body
lock. “Like I said, it was freshmen year two, and I still didn’t have my shit
together. I was going to classes once, maybe twice a week. Anyway, my birthday
was a week away, and well…<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>Five Years earlier….<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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“Oh God you cock is so big,” Della
moaned as I slid into her from behind. She gasped as I pulled back, then slowly
slid back in. “Do that again, please,” she begged making me throb. <o:p></o:p></div>
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So I did increasing my pace with each
thrust, until we were moving as one. I looked around her dark bedroom, after I
heard a sound, but kept on fucking the hot busty blond slamming her succulent
ass onto my cock. Soon, I stopped moving to watch her fuck me, her pussy
getting wetter and hotter all the time.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Wait,” Jeff interrupted. “You fucked
Della Dean?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Who the fuck was she?” Nancy asked
pausing the DVD.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Former head varsity cheerleader,”
Lynn said with a smile. “And the woman who introduced me and my hunny,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“You knew they fucked?” Jeff asked.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Lynn nodded. “I knew they fucked
before I came into the picture,” she then looked at me. “The romps you two had
were before me right?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Yes Lynn,” I said. “Now, as I was
saying,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Oh God, I’m cumming,” Della’s head
fell back as she rode me. She pulled on her right nipple, as her body trembled
with pleasure. “Oh damn, damn, damn,” she looked down at me rubbing herself all
over her tan body. “That was some fuck,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I smiled. “I ain’t done,” I replied
right before I began to slam her up and down upon my cock. Once again about
five minutes later her body stiffened, while juices dripped down my shaft and
onto the bed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I heard a grunt, and turned, but
Della’s sudden movements got my attention.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Her head was still back, her blond
tresses dangling and brushing my thighs. “You motherfucker,” she laughed as she
began to slam down on me. “Oh fuck! Yes, yes,” she stopped talking as her
nipples grow rock hard again, and she jerked and twisted in bliss while another
river drowned my cock.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Oh damn!” she said sliding off me,
and engulfing my dripping wet rod in one swallow. The first time she sucked me,
she almost made me erupt, and I had been holding out while we fucked, using
images of baseball to keep from cumming. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Soon, I groaned as her mouth and hand
moved in unison as her tongue skillfully slid up and down my spot. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoFooter">
“Oh baby, let me see it,” she said
with the head of my cock against her lips. “I wanna see you cum.” She then took
all of me into her warm inviting mouth.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoFooter">
“Oh Della,” I moaned “Oh shit!” I
felt it flow from toes and up my shaft. At the last second, she took her mouth
off my cock, and buried it between her soft supple breasts as cum erupted
covering her pretty titties. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoFooter">
“Ah!” I heard from the closet. I
looked over and heard kicking and something fall to the floor. I looked at
Della, who looked at me, her eyes wide and surprised. “What the fuck?” I began,
before she took me in her mouth, and again began to work her magic. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoFooter">
I looked back at the closet for a few
more moments, a little bit more than curious, but before long Della’s expert
lips, mouth and hand got me rock solid again. She mounted me for a second time,
and soon whatever ruckus came from the closet, was lost amongst twisted cries
of passion atop cum covered sheets.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Hot story bro,” Jeff said tilting
his beat to hell Phillies baseball cap back on his head. “But how did this shit
get you to fuck two porn stars?” Jeff asked sounding impatient.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoFooter">
“Devon!” a familiar voice yelled from
the front lobby about four days later as I was heading down to the laundry
room. I turned back to see a guy in a checkered black and grey sport coat and
jeans point at me. “That him?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoFooter">
Krista our sexy girl-next-door RA
nodded, and gave me a smile. I instantly relaxed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoFooter">
“Devon Nichols?” He said. He was about medium height, with
dark hair and a sharp angular face. He looked so fucking familiar.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Yes,” I replied. “Uh why,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoFooter">
He held out his hand. “Shawn
Rockett,” he replied. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I looked at him. “The porn star?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“We prefer adult film talent,” he
replied stiffly. “But yes. I was, now,” he looked around the lobby “Can we go
somewhere private and talk?” I nodded and headed down to the laundry room.
Since it was the middle of the day on a Thursday, we had the whole room to
ourselves.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoFooter">
He closed the door behind us once he
made sure the room was empty. He reached into his pocket. “Ok kid, here it
goes. I got a solid one hundred dollar bill. Real, not counterfeit, and all you
gotta do is listen.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I looked at the money already
planning how I was going to spend it. “Ok,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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He smiled and handed it to me. “I saw
that video you made. Damn impressive.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoFooter">
I looked at him sliding the bill into
my back pocket. “What video?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoFooter">
“You and the blond,” he put his hand
on his hips. “The one where the girl is taping you and this fucking hot
cheerleader type chick with a great rack.” He paused still trying to get me to
remember. “You pretend not to know the girl is in the closet taping you.” He
laughed. “The look on your face when you heard her cum from the closet was
classic. Man, in fact, I think she came twice from watching you guys fuck…and
you have no clue what the hell I am talking about.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Naw,” I replied. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Wait,” Jeff asked taking off his
Phillies baseball cap. “You forgot you fucked Della?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoFooter">
“I was drunk off my ass,” I replied.
“And I had no idea her roommate was taping the whole thing,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoFooter">
Rockett waved his hand “Oh well fuck
it. Point is. We liked your video, and wanna see if you wanna act for us.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Us?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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“Big OH Productions,” he replied.
“I’m president. We are a subsidiary under that big adult entertainment company
that begins with a v,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoFooter">
My mouth dropped. “You want me to be
a porn star?” he looked at me sternly. “I mean you want me to become an adult
film talent star?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoFooter">
“No. I want you to act in a movie.
Whether you become a star or not is up to you,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoFooter">
I paused to ponder my situation,
which took all of two seconds. “When, where and how much do I get paid?” <o:p></o:p></div>
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Three weeks later, I got off a city bus, clutching my duffel
bag, as my heart beat out of control. I took some GABA to relax, some Tribulus,
and other testosterone building pills. I even invested in a 50mg pill of
Viagra. Hey, better to have and not need, then need and not have. I’d never
willingly acted in front of a camera. This whole situation while arousing had
me more nervous than a politician attached to a lie detector, and I needed all
the help I could get. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
The walk from the bus stop to the set got my endorphins
going, and soon I began to relax. I mean, I could fuck, or at least so I have
been told, and the fact I was on my way to fuck for money was a damn fine piece
of evidence on my behalf. Hell I’d played football in front of thousands till
my knee got torn to shreds. So I was used to big performances, but porn was
something different. I was about to get paid for sex, and the idea both
thrilled, and scared the hell out of me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
I arrived at 6969 Fredrick’s, and looked at the three-story
row home, which looked completely out of place in the middle of a block full of
retails stores and specialty shops. I took a deep breath, and opened the door
revealing a dimly lit not to mention rather steep stairway. I felt my heart
beat faster. Nonetheless, I took a deep breath and started my climb.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“You got this,” I mumbled under my breath. “You got this….”
I knocked on the door.<o:p></o:p></div>
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It seemed like an eternity before the door opened enough to
allow a single menacing eye to glare at me. “Yeah,” a deep voice growled.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Uh,” I stammered. “I’m here for the shoot,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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The door slammed shut. I heard a series of clicks before it
opened again, “Come on in,” <o:p></o:p></div>
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Despite being 6’3” I still had to look up at the guy who let
me in, swallowing hard. “I guess you are security,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
The guy, who reminded me of a brunette Brock Lesnar, nodded
his head, held up one of his tree trunk arms and pointed behind me to the left.
“The changing room is that way,” he said gruffly. “The set is around the corner
from that,” he looked at me. “First timer?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I nodded. “Yeah,” I said my voice cracking slightly. <o:p></o:p></div>
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He grinned. “Relax bro,” he replied clapping me on the
shoulder, almost accidentally driving me through the floor. “I been doing
security on shit like this for years. Ignore the people, the cameras and just
focus on the pussy,” he paused. “But I gotta warn ya, them lights are a son of
a bitch,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Cool, thanks,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I thought there would be a bunch of guys in the changing
room with me, but I was alone in a room that strangely reminded me of a hotel bathroom.
It had two desks each with a brightly lit mirror and what looked like makeup. I
looked for and found a locker to store my gear, and began to strip and took a
shower.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Twenty minutes later, dried and smelling of Polo cologne, I
walked out naked to go to the set, and almost ran into a curvy female who was
coming quickly around the corner with a clipboard in her hand. “Oops, excuse
m-” she noticed my lack of attire. “Uh hello,” she pointed back in the room,
while taking more than a glance or two at my member who hung proudly at half
mast. “Robe,” she paused and just stared at me. “And damn that is a nice cock,”
she replied before walking off.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Uh thanks,” I replied, and turned back around to find a
single white robe hanging on a hook in a corner of the room behind the door. I
put it on, grateful I didn’t make it too far around the corner.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The set, which was in fact a loft apartment, was brightly
lit and hot, just like Brock II said. I could feel the heat radiating from the
lights, as I got closer to the set and instinctively wiped my brow. The site
before me was wild as shit and I just grinned, captivated by what I saw. <o:p></o:p></div>
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There was a couple fucking like crazy on a sofa as Shawn
Rockett watched from a director’s chair both the live action and a nearby
monitor. Three cameras were positioned, each out of the view of the other,
while a guy was taking pics with a digital camera. A boom mic was suspended
high above, and a skinny dude with glasses held it steady as it sat on a stand.
To my right was a girl maybe five years or so older than me sitting in a hair
salon chair, in front of a litany of makeup and other shit women slapped on
their face to impress the world. She looked at me “Hey sugar,” she whispered.
“Open your robe,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I did as told, and she looked me up and down. “Ok,” she
said. “Drop it let me see the back,” Once again, I was obedient, and she
appraised me. “Ahh,” she took a can, shook it, and sprayed my left ass cheek.
“Cute butt, you must work out,” she said before taking a brush from off a belt
she wore, and danced it across my backside. “Got it,” she said spanking my
right cheek. “You are all ready, don’t sit for ten minutes, and keep the robe
loose,” she walked away, allowing me to see her ass was just as robust as her
bosom. “Nice cock by the way,” <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Thanks,” I hissed putting the robe on. I looked at the set
and went back to watching the raunchy sex scene as it finished shooting. The
duo met now each other thrust for thrust as he held her waist, slamming
relentlessly into her from behind.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Fuck me, fuck me harder,” she begged breathlessly. I
noticed her face began to color, as her eyes rolled back and a slow smile
spread across her face. She gave a slight giggle. “Fuck,” she said her head
falling to the bed while her body trembled with delight.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The male talent was looking at his cum coated cock, slamming
into her five more times before he pulled out screaming as hot thick strands of
his cum covered her smooth, round ass. The actress, a very sexy MILF type who I
did not recognize, rubbed the hot cum around on her ass, before licking it off
her hand as she looked into the camera. “Fuck yeah,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“And cut,” the director said. Then he looked at me. “Who the
fuck are you?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Uh I’m Devon-”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Oh yeah,” Rockett said interrupting me. “The kid with the
video. Sorry kid, all you guys look the same to me,” he grinned. “Ready to bust
your cherry again, so to speak?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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The woman who just finished the scene gave a slight giggle
as she looked me up and down. “You gon put a first timer with those two?” she
pulled open my robe. “Hmm,” she said with a smile and a wink, while dancing the
tips of her fingernails along my buddy who was now, a little more than a chubbie.
“Nice cock,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Now, while her left hand felt great, I heard nothing after
two, for it was my all time fantasy to have a threesome. I mean I did once, but
that involved my second undergrad roommate Charlie, and I banging some
cheerleader named Beth who just had to have some dic one drunken evening. Hell,
I didn’t even cu-. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“You hear me kid,’ the director was saying.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I nodded jarred back to reality,”Yes, sir,” I replied not
knowing what the fuck he said. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Good,” Rockett replied “Now, kid, tell me your porn name,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Uh,” I said. “I didn’t think of one,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Come one man, get with the program,” Rockett replied. “One
scene or a million, you gotta have a porn name; don’t want this shit to come up
if someone Googles’ your name,” he sighed. “Just go with the first thing that
pops into your mind,” <o:p></o:p></div>
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I paused, “Brian Jacme,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“No,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Big Dick Longfellow,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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He shook his head.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I scrambled, wanting to impress. “Rock Hard Steve Cockman,” <o:p></o:p></div>
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“You watch too much wreslting kid,” He said looking at me just
slowly shaking his head. “Manny!” he yelled. A short Latino dude ran up to him,
a sandwich in his left hand. “Yeah boss,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Stop calling me that,” the director said. “Give this kid a
porn name,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Cool boss,” Manny looked at me for a moment or two before
he said. “Damn, he bout as white as a whiteboy can be,” <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Just give him a name Manny,” Rockett replied.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Manny chewed thoughtfully on his sandwich. “He look like
that dude from that Sam Jackson movie. The one where his baby girl got raped
and he shot the motherfuckers who did it,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“<i>Shaft</i>?” the male talent offered from the set still
trying to catch his breath<o:p></o:p></div>
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“No muthafucka!” Manny shook his head. “<i>Shaft</i> really.
Shaft? You one dumb muthafucka. You young assholes Don’t know movies nor how to
fuck. Look 'atcha! Just look 'atcha! You breathing heavy, and she over there reading a
book. She spose to be breathin’ heavy and you spose to be watching ESPN,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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The MILF laughed. “He fucked me just fine and the movie you
want is <i>Time to Kill</i>. It was a book first,” she said turning the page of
her own book.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“See.” Manny said to the male talent, “Brains and ass,” he
took another bite of his sandwich. “Got it Boss,” he said after a moment or
two. He pointed at me. “I now anoint you Matthew McConacock,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Alright, alright, alright,” the director replied deadpan.
“Sounds good to me.” He clapped his hands as he looked at me, “Now go on
upstairs, meet the ladies and talk, and whatever you do, don’t get hard,” he
paused looking up another set of stairs before turning back to me. He put a
solemn hand on my shoulder. “May God be with you,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I nodded and went upstairs, hearing laughter behind me.
“Somebody gon get fucked, or killed!” Manny bellowed, his mouth full. “Or
both!” more laughter erupted as the door grew closer.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I suddenly found it hard to swallow as I climbed yet another
steep staircase. <i>Who the fuck was up here</i>? I paused before I knocked on
the door. The force of the knock pushed it open, and I could clearly hear
voices and that was when I noticed my dic was hard.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>Doh</i>! my inner Homer criedas my dic communicated to my
brain. Funny how my cock recognized their voices first. <i>It can’t fucking be</i>…<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Oh hey Hunny, scratch my back,” I heard a familiar voice
say. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Bitch please, do I look like a back scratcher?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I almost shed a tear. In one day I was about to make some
much-needed cash while making a porn and now I get to live a wet dream come
true. I pushed the door open further<o:p></o:p></div>
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In one director’s chair sat the sexiest Latina porn star
ever: Lucinda Torres aka Tiara Reigns. I can’t remember how many times she made
me cum after I found her on satellite TV one late night. She aged gracefully,
looking almost the same as she did ten years earlier. I watched her intently as
she applied makeup to cover a weak set of crow’s feet around her gorgeous hazel
eyes. She wore a yellow lace bra and jeans. “Fuck,” she said in a sexy Brooklyn
accent. “I hate these fucking crows feet,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Welcome to forty bitch,” said Josie “Hunny” Washington aka
Superfly Hunny Cummings who was best known for her round robust ass, natural
hairstyle, and the distinction of making some of porn’s best male stars blow
their load too soon after receiving one of her legendary blow jobs. Hell, I
watched one flick she was in, a threesome, she made each guy and me nut twice.
She wore a plain black t-shirt, which barely contained her big, pretty tits,
and a pair of sexy pink lace underwear.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Hunny noticed me first, smiling as our eyes met. “Bitch
look,’ she said. “Fresh meat,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Why everything gotta be bitch?” Tiara asked applying mascara.
“<i>Bitch</i> get me a burger, <i>bitch</i> get the door, <i>bitch</i> get my
bitch,” she shook her head. “People only curse for they lack the words to
intelligently express their thoughts,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Bitch please,” Hunny replied, as I faded out of the
picture. “Who got a near perfect score on their SAT verbal?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Tiara grinned. “Really,” she replied looking at me a gleam
in her eye. “You bringing up an inconsequential exam you took decades before
this sensuous, nubile young man, standing with his mouth agape staring
lustfully at us as we bicker was even born?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Bitch don’t try using big words on the sly to outshine me,
and watch that decades shit too,” she looked at me from the mirror, “Watch this
shit,’ she then turned to face Lucinda. “Define bicker,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“To quarrel, disagree-”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Too easy, too easy,” Hunny said. “Define protrude,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Tiara looked at me licking her sexy full lips, “To stick
out, like his cock,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Hunny turned to look at me, a pair of scissors suddenly in
her hand. “Aw hell naw!”<o:p></o:p></div>
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She got up out of the chair so fast, I as barely able to
even take a single step backards.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Thoughts from the Thronehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06390241002793003045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414932868228069679.post-62014948098136611812015-08-21T10:44:00.000-07:002015-08-25T09:45:20.602-07:00<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>Three is Company</i></span></b><o:p></o:p></div>
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A work of fiction by By <i>T A Malone</i> <o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 107%;">I make</span>
a pretty good living. I got a regular 9-5 gig as a customer service manager,
and I am one of four owners of a local gym. I also work out there, and although
I ain’t got no body building type physique, I’m in good shape, and could out
run any twenty something around the block anytime. I do however got a slight
gut, because…well I love to eat, and while I do about 400-500 sit-ups a day, I
have come to accept, I need a shed to cover my particular tool. <br />
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It was a Saturday night. I was drinking with my girlfriend, when my ex-wife
called. I looked at the picture of her as my smart phone rang. I wasn’t about
to ignore it, for while divorced, we were still on good terms because of our
son. <o:p></o:p></div>
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In my time, I’ve learned lacking any of the following three things can break up a
marriage: lack of sex, lack of communication/trust and of course a lack of
money. </div>
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We were 18 when we got married and 19 when we had our son, so we were
young and dumb. I thought being a husband meant only to provide; in other
words, keep the roof over our heads. But as any husband knows, you gotta work
at work <i>and </i>at home. After a 10-12 hour day at work, and trying to get the gym
going, by the time I made it home, I was tired. So as a result, my ex got
lonely, and my brother Ian, decided to provide some comfort. </div>
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Ian. My own flesh
and blood. Same dad, different mom. I was devastated when I heard about it from
a friend of his. My wife was apologetic, but still blamed me for not taking
care of all her needs. I understood, but still I couldn’t trust her no more. And
Ian…he won’t even come on my side of town. Some fucking brother. His <span style="background-color: white;">rod</span> ain’t
half as big as mine. I was more pissed at him than her. Hell, I saw the prick down in the subway terminal a few months back, and after I blinked, he was running in the other direction. Nonetheless, my marriage was at a crossroads. She craved affection, I
craved money. so, we decided to divorce, but vowed to stay civil for our son's sake.<br />
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So here it was ten o’clock on a Saturday night, and my ex-wife, with my girlfriend cuddled by my side, was calling. We had a ten year old boy to together. Something could have been wrong so without hesitation, I answered
the phone. “Yeah,”<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7Zmnbo6Cupwu9uQCURjn_CtENkUxt-ObOaTjCPiV_ZtpxFyMY6n1Psq7Uc8L81UTgYgvU3RHZf4QMhsbMzhFOW_HGvueUFAj-nTDoRiyFtyp0wBNSBEBEFjMPJw9Q-UY4UOhSPNB7WaUj/s1600/threesome+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7Zmnbo6Cupwu9uQCURjn_CtENkUxt-ObOaTjCPiV_ZtpxFyMY6n1Psq7Uc8L81UTgYgvU3RHZf4QMhsbMzhFOW_HGvueUFAj-nTDoRiyFtyp0wBNSBEBEFjMPJw9Q-UY4UOhSPNB7WaUj/s200/threesome+5.jpg" width="150" /></a>She sighed heavily. I gotta admit, my ex was still freakin' hot. At twenty-eight, she had the same fucking body
she had when she was 18. My <span style="background-color: white;">jock</span> twitched. It might have been her, but it could also have been the porn my girlfriend and I were watching. At the time, a hot threesome was coming to a close...<br />
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Talk about
foreshadowing…<br />
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“The house caught fire.” she finally said after a long silence. "The fucking house caught fire," I could hear her voice crack.<br />
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And down went my dic.<br />
<br />
“What the fuck?” My girlfriend Ariana looked concerned, as I spoke. “You tried to fry a
turkey again?” I quipped…badly. I was just glad she was ok.<br />
<br />
“See, what had happened was,” My ex-wife’s name was Tabitha. “The fucks next door were
burning some shit in their backyard. So of course I yell over the fence for them to watch that shit. I says 'Watch burnin' whatever the fuck 'ya burnin' back there. don't you feel the fuckin' wind?'<br />
<br />
I looked at Ariana who was smiling broadly as my ex told her tale. "Yeah," I said. "She can be a bit long winded," I took the phone off mute.<br />
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"So course them fucks just wave me over and we shared a joint. They told me they would be careful. I said 'This some good weed, but dummy, shut down the fuckin' bonfire here. it's fuckin' windy as fuck,' but they kept on burnin' and we kept on blazin'. So finally, I says, 'I'm going back to watch my soaps. don't burn down the fuckin' house ok.' Now how's that for a prophetic fuckin' statement, So anyways, here I goes back in the house to watch my soaps. Next fuckin' thing I know, I'm smelling shit burning. Now I knew it wasn't me. I had fucking chicken salad for lunch. so I knew it wasn't fucking me. Then I remembered. Them fucks. them fucks next door burning...whatever it was they was burning. so I goes out back, angry as fuck, and Joey, when I tell you I was pissed..."<br />
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"You was fuckin' pissed," I said.<br />
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"I was fucking pissed!" she shouted. "There was fuckin' embers, and fuckin' flaming debris flying all over. hitting our fuckin fence, landing on our fuckin' grass and then it hit our fuckin," her voice cracked, the anger fading while sadness came in. Sadness about the house and her use of the word 'ours.' she knew it, I knew it. I looked at Ariana who just looked at me with a slight smile. "Just listen to her," she mouthed. I nodded.<br />
<br />
"The shit blew around and fuckn' around hitin' their house and
ours…uh mine.” We had only been divorced two years, and fucked twice after we
split. We were still in love. We just could not live together.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“The insurance is paid, so you will be fine.” I replied. "You Ok? You need anything?” I immediately regretted offering <i>anything</i>.<br />
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"Anything,"<br />
<br />
"Yes,' Ariana replied.<br />
<br />
Tabitha hesitated. “Uh, could I crash with yous guys? Just tonight. Mom gets back
into to town tomorrow, and I can’t find my key to her place.”</div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiItduPF1XLlrmLru9LxORBKK3xXgT6w0neqOzzYVw-nueaXKe2YhX5PVxtfoa9n8XFtmGDVdOavDunPBLDbh7t9loJ_rD_-w-GTAOqb7ex39lsXrlaaEAJWAmHZvI-rBTl3aYYDgeGO6IB/s1600/abella+rev+cowgirl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiItduPF1XLlrmLru9LxORBKK3xXgT6w0neqOzzYVw-nueaXKe2YhX5PVxtfoa9n8XFtmGDVdOavDunPBLDbh7t9loJ_rD_-w-GTAOqb7ex39lsXrlaaEAJWAmHZvI-rBTl3aYYDgeGO6IB/s200/abella+rev+cowgirl.jpg" width="200" /></a>I looked at Ariana who heard the conversation via speaker phone. She had the DVD on pause. The image frozen on screen was of Abella Anderson ridin’ reverse cowgirl. Her mouth was open, and her eyes were closed. My dic twitched again. Ariana was nodding and spoke before I could. “Yeah, come on. You need him to come pick you up?”<br />
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I looked at her giving her the universal <i>What the fuck look</i>? Once a month porn, herb and whiskey was our thing, unless it was the holidays, tonight was our night, and after a two week drought, i was eager to let loose. so as usual,I broke out some herb I had for three years now after I helped a friend out by
buying the last block he had before he moved to Cali to grow legally. Plus I
smoke so sporadically due to the random drug tests my company does, the stuff
he gave me was potent as hell, and it seems as if the shit was getting
stronger. We hadn't started smoking yet or drinking so I could drive, but damn I sure as hell didn’t feel like it. </div>
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And
damn sure didn’t want to pick up my ex-wife when I was trying to lay my
girlfriend.<br />
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“Thanks hon,” Tabitha said. "Junior ok?"<br />
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"He's at a friend's," I responded, still giving Ariana a withering look she was oblivious to.<br />
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“Hey,” Ariana yelled. “Bring a bottle from your collection,”<br />
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“Fuck yeah,” Tabitha said, proud of her well stocked bar. "You fuckin' got it," she said and hung up.<br />
<br />
I looked at Ariana. She was twenty-five, and fresh out of NYU. She was a
teacher, and sexy as hell. She is half-black and half-Italian, which my mom
loves…being Italian and all. She was smart, beautiful. She had some magnificent
C cup tits and an ass that would have made Beyonce check it out twice. “What
the fuck?” I said after Tabitha hung up. I figured I had to say it since she
obviously did not get the look. “We were in the middle of something here,” I
gestured to the porn on the flat screen. We were in the basement and had the
house to ourselves, which was another reason why we were smoking. Now my girlfriend invited my ex-wife to come over.<br />
<br />
As a guy, I could not see anything-beneficial coming from these two women and I
occupying the same space. After all…this was not a Penthouse Forum story.<o:p></o:p></div>
<br />
Ariana looked at me, and I could see just a little of her left nipple as her
robe fell open a bit. “She is the mother of your child, and she needs shelter
for the night. I'm sure she and I can breathe the same air for one night.”<br />
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“Yeah,” I said. “Easy for you to say."<br />
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"What you talkin' about?" she cocked her head.<br />
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"You and her in the same fuckin place, at the same fuckin' time with me in the fuckn' middle. Jeez. this shit gon' end like a horror movie. 'Dumb Italian Guy Murdered By Girlfriend & Ex-Wife' the headlines will read."<br />
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"You are doing a good thing for a person in need," she replied. "I'm afraid I'm still a tad bit befuddled," she replied.<br />
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I looked at her. "What's there to be confused about?" I said. "You got a temper...she got a temper...I'm just saying shit could get explosive here. That's all I'm sayin'. shit could get rowdy,"<br />
<br />
"Check out the jock knowing the big vocabulary word," she teased. She grazed her well manicured right hand down my left arm, lingering at my biceps. "Relax. that's what the weed and drink will be for-"<br />
<br />
"She's an angry fuckin' drunk," I reminded her.<br />
<br />
"Once again...weed," Ariana's hand now went up my arm, this time loitering around my deltoid and collar bone. "Relax Big Poppa. I'll be cool. she had a rough night. oh shit...what about your son?"<br />
<br />
"Let Junior have his fun. We'll tell him about the house when we pick him up." I sighed. "Fine," I said. "I'll go get her and she can stay in the fucking basement.”<br />
<br />
"Now that would be something your son could brag about. 'My dad made my Mom spend the night in his basement all alone after her house caught fire." Ariana gave me a
withering look. “Classy move dad." she stood up, straightening her robe, hiding her lovely rack. "If she’s in the basement, you are on the couch,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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It was an excruciating twenty minutes before I arrived at my old house. The firetrucks were still there, and then i saw her. standing on the porch two duffel bags, and a suitcase surrounding her. As
usual, she was hot. Blond hair in a neat ponytail, perfect make up and her tits
were barely contained beneath a tight V-neck sweater. We locked eyes, and
my <span style="background-color: white;">cock</span> twitched. I had since put on a sweatshirt, a t-shirt and sweatpants. My cock was snug
beneath a pair of boxer briefs, but when I got out the car Tabitha’s eyes still
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She hugged me back, tight, and I took a long, sad look at the place I used to call home. Facing
it, the whole left side was blackened by soot, and flames. The worse was over. Now only smoke poured out
from the window that was my son’s room. I closed my eyes and spoke from my
heart. “Glad you are ok Babe,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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She nodded, and when she disengaged, I could see tears. We said
nothing as I put her luggage in the trunk, while she went and sat in the passenger
seat. When I got in the car, she held up a black plastic bag. “Drink,” she said.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The twenty minute ride back went a lot faster, but Tabitha was silent for the
most part. Until we pulled up. She looked at me, “Thanks,” she said. “I needed
to be around family,” and with that she got out the car. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Ariana sat tantalizingly on the sofa now clad in a pair of tight short shorts, and t-shirt. Her perky tits bounced mildly as she came over to give Tabitha a hug,
and I did not fail to notice Tabitha taking a gander at my lady's bosom. She opened
up the black bag she clutched, revealing an almost full bottle of Crown Royal Canadian whiskey.
“Where’s the glasses?”<br />
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We went deeper into the basement Tabitha took a sniff of the air. “You still tokin' on that shit you got from Red,”<br />
<br />
I laughed. “Fuck yeah. More than half still left,”<br />
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Tabitha laughed, as we shared a sexy memory. Whenever we smoked, it led to
mind-blowing sex. She was a good girl, raised in the church, so it was hard for
her to be free sexually…I guess. Give her a drink, and add some weed, she was a
sexual tigress. Ariana was a sexual beast high, or not. That is how she got me.<br />
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The TV was on Cinemax, and we were watching some action flick. I lit the herb,
Ariana got glasses, and Tabitha poured the Crown after I opened it. We sat back
and drank. The conversation was pleasant, and non-confrontational. Yet, as the
time and the weed passed while the drinks flowed, the conversation turned…to me.<br />
<br />
"So tell me," Tabitha said to Ariana. "Does he still fuckin' fart whenever...wherever?"<br />
<br />
"Oh my God yes!" Ariana agreed. "Just last week we were at the store, and he let loose a silent one when we were walking to checkout,"<br />
<br />
"You complaining'" I said. "But that line sure got a whole lot shorter, a whole lot quicker,"<br />
<br />
"Oh yeah," Ariana replied. she looked at Tabitha. "He had to make it home to watch UFC,"<br />
<br />
"He still likes that fake shit?"<br />
<br />
Ariana shook her head. "That's WWE. UFC is real, and I gotta admit, I kinda like it,"<br />
<br />
"Oh that fuckin' thing where they use their feet and hands," Tabitha grinned. "I like that too...especially when they are on top of each other,"<br />
<br />
"You know," Ariana sat forward, "I kinda like gay porn. Two hard cocks...cummin. Wow. that really turns me on."<br />
<br />
"Me too," Tabitha said coming over to sit beside me to my right. while Ariana was on my left. I noticed they were passing the cigar between them, not only leaving me out of the conversation, but the rotation as well. "He likes lesbians,"<br />
<br />
"I've been with a girl or two," Ariana said, surprising Tabitha and I. "Twice when I was in a threesome,"<br />
<br />
"Nice time to tell me," I said intercepting the blunt.<br />
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"You never asked," was her giddy reply.<br />
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“Whatever,” I said high as hell. I took another hit, and passed it to her.<br />
<br />
"I like black cocks," Tabitha said. "Never been with one, but wouldn't mind,"<br />
<br />
"What you mean you never been with a black guy cock?" Ariana giggled, grabbing my cock through my clothes. I was too high and caught off guard to do anything but gasp in pleasure. “He has a black guy cock.”<br />
<br />
Tabitha laughed as she took a hit. She held it in as she talked. “And he can
fuck,”<br />
<br />
Ariana was rubbing it, and it went from semi hard to rock hard in seconds. She
was a masseuse as well. “Can’t dance worth a damn, but he can fuck,”<br />
<br />
Tabitha looked at my cock, which was straining
against my pants and underwear. “Hey baby,” she said looking at me. “Truth,”<br />
<br />
I looked at her. When I got high, I spoke the truth. Why I do not know, but I
did. Tabitha knew this, and was probably setting me up for something I was
going to regret later.<br />
<br />
“Which one of us gives the best head?”<br />
<br />
I looked at her. “Come on,”<br />
<br />
Ariana smiled. “Yeah baby who gives the best head?” she took my cock out and
stroked it.<br />
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My mouth fell open. “Uh, uh,” I stuttered speechless. <br />
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Tabitha grinned. “I say we find out,”<br />
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Ariana grinned. “Me first,”</div>
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and I watched as her huge nipples became visible from beneath her sweater. Soon
her eyes met mine, and she leaned in and kissed me.<br />
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The cigar full of weed had since burned out, and I put the remaining portion down
on the table, careful not to disturb the sexual groove we had. Soon, Tabitha’s tits
were out, and in my mouth. She wore White Diamonds perfume, and I buried my
face in her cleavage, basking in the scent as I eagerly sucked her overly
sensitive right nipple in my mouth, bringing a sigh from her lips as Ariana’s
hand moved up and down my shaft in rhythm with her mouth.<br />
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Tabitha kissed her way down my body, “My turn,” she said gently taking my cock
from Ariana. For a second they were each kissing my cock, and it grew even
more. They moaned in unison and soon Tabitha alone was sucking and teasing me.
Occasionally, Ariana would lick or play with my balls. I leaned my head back,
and closed my eyes. There were moments I felt two tongues on my dic, and
multiple hands sensually and lovingly stroking my shaft, taking me to a level of bliss I had never known before. I groaned in pleasure. Then it
stopped. I opened my eyes, and saw my girlfriend and my ex-wife kissing deeply.
Tabitha’s round meaty tits were in Ariana’s hands. I blinked twice still amazed by the site before me, and flipped
the TV back to the DVD. It was still on pause, and I hit play.<br />
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was on the bottom, and Ariana took Tabitha's pretty pussy in her mouth. Tabitha sighed, as I
slid my cock between her sweet lips.<br />
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This was a dream come true. I always wanted a threesome, but since I was a part
time college student, who worked for a living, I never got to experience
“college life”, or at least the sex filled college life displayed in porn and
regular movies. Anyway, this shit was freaky, as long as I did not think about
what might happen tomorrow.<br />
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Right now, my girlfriend was eating the shit out of my ex-wife’s pussy, who was giving me head from hell. Man, this was wild. The pussy eating must have been good, for Tabitha took my cock out of her sexy mouth to groan. She hand a handful of Ariana’s curly hair in her hand, and began grinding her pelvis against Ariana’s lips, and tongue. My girl could suck a cock, and obviously, she could eat a pussy. One more thing we had in common. Tabitha closed her eyes, a smile forming on her pretty face.</div>
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My cinnamon colored queen looked up, pussy juice anointing her lips. “Oh, I
wanna see you two fuck,” she hissed, dragging out the word fuck. Tabitha leaned
down to softly kiss Ariana’s fully lips, while stroking my cock with her right
hand. I noticed at first, Tabitha’s own left hand was playing with her mound of
delight, while Ariana played with her own. Soon however, the women briefly
linked hands while still kissing, and then soon were playing with each other, all
the while, Tabitha kept stroking me. I didn’t need no mirror to know I was
grinning from ear to ear.
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Tabitha sat me down on the couch, and facing me, climbed on my rigid cock. Her pussy was
hotter than July, causing me to moan in ecstasy. It was remarkably tight, which might have
explained why she was riding me with pure abandon. Ariana came towards me, her
naked brown skin, glistening with a fine sheen of sweat. I got even harder as
we kissed. She smiled at me, then got behind Tabitha, grabbed and gently massaged her right tit, while sensually trailing her right hand down Tabitha’s supple body. Tabitha groaned, eager for Ariana’s hand to finally find its way to her clit.</div>
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Ariana smiled at me as her index finger softly played with
Tabitha’s little love button. After a moment, she
moved her hand in a circular motion, matching the rhythm of our fucking. Tabitha’s
eyes rolled upwards as she began to bounce faster, while Ariana’s hand continued to play, Tabitha’s groan’s grew more intense and I felt her pussy juices flowing more rapidly down my bulging shaft. I cupped her full ass, feeling her getting wetter, and wetter. Tabitha’s blond hair hung freely about her shoulders. the ribbon tying it into a ponytail lay beside me on the sofa, a silent bystander to our erotic play. After
years of fucking her, I could tell she was about to explode. My cock, plus
Ariana’s hand were too much for her, and her face twisted in pleasure.<br />
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Now if Tabitha had a draw back during sex, it was that she
had an ugly cum face. It was more like a cum frown.<br />
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“I’m cumin,” she hissed. “Oh my God, I am cumin,” she said her face beginning to contort.<br />
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“Relax,” Ariana sighed in her ear, following it up with a soft kiss to the bottom of her neck, then Ariana trailed her lips and tongue up and down the right side of Tabitha's neck. Her
right hand stayed on her <span style="background-color: white;">pretty pearl</span>, but her left was rubbing my ex’s right shoulder
blade. Tabitha’s body relaxed, and the cum face began to dissipate. She relaxed her once rigid body, while her pussy began to tighten around me, as an almost unbearable yet incredibly pleasurable heat enveloped my shaft. I
watched her face, while Ariana kept kissing her neck and rubbing her clit and shoulder. “Relax,” Ariana repeated and
soon, Tabitha’s head fell back, her mouth agape. “Ah, ah, ah,” she said softly.
Her overly sensitive right nipple was hard, and neglected. I wet my fingers,
and took the nipple in my hand, playing with it while maintaining a handful of her luscious ass with the
other.<br />
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Without warning, she began to move faster, but left her pelvis against mine.
She began to move in circles, saying nothing but “Ah, ah, ah”. Ariana’s hand
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“Ah, ah, ah”<br />
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Ariana smiled at me, and rubbed Tabitha’s clit harder,<br />
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“Ah, ah, ah,” Then Tabitha's suddenly eyes grew wide. "Ahhh!" she screamed.<br />
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Tabitha came with a blast of wet juice drowning my dic, and running down my ass
crack. She jumped off my dic, crying out, as her own sexual nectar flowed unhindered. She gazed at Ariana and I as she scooted away into a corner of the
sofa. Ariana looked at her, smiling, but you could hear the concern in her
voice. “Are you ok?” Ariana asked holding out a hand.<br />
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“I…I…” Tabitha stammered. “I have never cum like that before,”<br />
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“Mmm,” Ariana groaned "Let me taste," and went down on Tabitha. Tabitha feebly tried to move, but in a way she wanted Ariana’s tongue back and after a few slow,
sensual and soft licks. Tabitha cried out, and came again, this time, the cum
face was back. Ariana groaned. “Damn you taste sweet,” she came up, and without
even looking lowered herself reverse cowgirl style onto me. Two strokes up
and down, and a pool of cum was at the base, glazing my cock each time she moved.
Her sexy ass bounced lusciously, as I felt her delightful pussy, get
wetter. I lit the weed, and smoked. I was about to cum, so I wanted to relax so
I could last a little longer. Tabitha was watching us, rubbing her clit slowly,
as her tongue hung sexily out the right side of her mouth.<br />
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It was not long before Ariana said one of my favorite phrases in the English
language, “I’m cumin,”<br />
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I took a deep hit, relaxed as hell. No orgasm for me in the near future. Her ass
looked great, and bounced faster and faster as her orgasm flowed. She hopped
off my cock, her cum oozing out of her pussy. I jammed my cock back in as she her bent over the coffee table, with her round tight booty in the air. Soon Ariana began to slam her hips back into mine as she came again, covering my manhood with her own creamy, sexy glaze. I did not feel
anything except the ocean flowing from Ariana and when Ariana’s legs began to
shake, and I looked at Tabitha who was shaking from yet another orgasm my cock
grew rigid. I took another hit knowing, I wasn’t going to last much longer.</div>
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out “Oh, ah, oh, ah oh shit!” as she unleashed another torrent of her sweet nectar. She then swiftly turned on her back and I slid back in, just like she liked it, her legs trembling as another orgasm ravaged her body. I swiveled my hips slamming into her five more times, while staring hungrily at her rock hard nipples. Soon I cried out, no longer able or willing to contain my own explosion. So I snatched my turgid cock out, and Tabitha took my throbbing shaft in her hand as I unleashed two weeks of overdue cum all
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I could not believe it. I had sex with my ex-wife and current girlfriend. This was
some porno type shit, I would never forget. I just had the wildest sex with the
only two women –outside of family- I ever loved. Together they just gave me the
greatest sexual experience of my life. I sat back, wrapping a big meaty arm
around them both, as they cuddled up on either side of me, Ariana covering us
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For now, I was in heaven. For this night, I was a king.<br />
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Tabitha would be
sober and regret what went down, while Ariana would feel the need to over think
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