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His tongue ran up the length of your thigh, starting at the that sensitive spot just behind the knee and then moving tantalising upwards towards your moist pussy. Just how you came to be here, laid out naked on this hotel bedroom was still a mystery. Christ you hadn't really got out of the airport yet on your first overseas holiday and here you were, your hands caressing the back of the head of this stranger, urging his head and that flicking tongue to climb higher up your arched body. All this after telling your friend, Shane, that you were not looking for sex on this trip, what was it you had said... "if it lands in my lap." Well it had surely landed before you had even taken off.

As far as you could remember, and it was getting more and more difficult to try and concentrate as his strong hands, lifted your body and started to massage your ass cheeks, his tongue now tracing a line around and around your pubic mound. As far as you could remember, you had meet him just after the check in desk. He must have spotted how confused you had looked, searching for where you should go next, and as he was in the same check in queue as you, had offered to lead you to the departure lounge. Once there he had... oohhhh god... that was better, his tongue had stopped its tantalising journey and now was thrusting into your hot pussy, his hands reaching round and spreading you apart, revealing you to his intimate gaze. He started to alternate between long flicks of his tongue against the taut bud of your clit to forceful entry of your pussy, driving his tongue as deep as it could go. You grunted aloud, it was not exactly, a very feminine grunt, but he got the message that this was something you were enjoying and he continued with renewed gusto.

Once in the lounge you had found that you were to sit next to each other on the flight and that he had a pass to the executive lounge, and with a bit of persuasion with the steward at the desk had got you in there as well. That had been a life saver, cause just as you got settled in the large comfortable chairs, you heard the announcement that the flight was to be delayed up to 5 hours. You had said "oh fuck" then and you said it again, this time with that deep tone from the back of your throat... first one then two fingers were now sliding inside your pussy and now they were working in tandem with that energetic tongue to push you closer and closer to orgasm.

You had chatted so easily the entire time you waited for the flight, it was so natural, like you had known each other for years and not hours. You continued to talk all the way to your seats and almost missed your first takeoff in a plane whilst you confided long held secrets with each other. But it was getting harder and harder to think about that now as his fingers speeded up their tempo within you. Thrusting and thrusting into your raging pussy as the walls clung to the fingers trapping them inside you, forcing them to give you more and more pleasure. When the third finger entered your already stretched pussy, you came in flood of screams and ecstasy, but the fingers kept up their ruthless assault...

You could not remember when or who had first mentioned that you both grab a night in the hotel, but you did remember being glad that you had told your friend not to collect you from the airport as you did not know how long the flight was to be delayed. You had grabbed a meal, in the hotel and by then it had seemed the natural thing to do, to invite him to your room

"OH God yes... yes more... " your hands reached above your head to pull on the sheets, forcing your body down onto that eager tongue and furious fingers. Two of which were still firmly thrusting into your pussy whilst the other had found its way into the velvety softness of your tight ass hole... the pleasure was building higher and higher, but what you needed now more than anything was his cock., his cock buried deep inside your aching pussy. As orgasm after orgasm crashed though your body, you pulled and almost dragged him up, bringing that cock closer and closer to where you wanted, needed it to be.

You remembered the first kiss, that had started in the lift on the way to the room, how exciting and passionate it had been, and you remembered how you blushed when the lift doors opened only to reveal that elderly couple waiting for the lift. You with one hand down his trousers and he with his hands inside your blouse. You remembered how the kiss had continued all the way to the way to the room and continued inside. Where you had stripped each other and fell upon the bed, hands and lips caressing each others bodies. you remembered how his hands had felt on your breasts and how his cock had felt in your mouth... so hard... so ready... and now that cock was pressed against the entrance to your pussy...

"Ohh yes fuck me... drive that cock inside me" you screamed, as his length forced its way inside, not one sudden thrust, but a controlled maddeningly slow passage until it was buried to its hilt where it came to a rest, filling you completely.

Your urgent thrusts started to attracted his attention and he started to match you thrust for thrust. Your bodies became one, centred around driving his cock deeper and deeper into your desperate pussy, your hands clawed at his back, his head, his ass, whilst your breath came in gasps. No words came from either of you, just grunts and pants as the almost animal passion over came you both... you were no long making love, this was a fuck in the true sense of the word, a desperate race to reach orgasm and beyond. The climax came in a nerve jerking explosion of light and sound... leaving you both exhausted and spent on the bed...

... As your eyes started to close, feeling safe and secure in this strangers arms... you started to think that maybe you were really going to get in this overseas travel... and wondering just where you were going to go next...

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Milk of Desire, Book I

Hey, I'm just a normal High School student, and while I'm a geek I still dream of getting to first base with a girl someday. And sure it's normal to have urges that are uncontrollable sometimes. And sure my sister and her friends might have accidentally imbibed a little bit of my secret milky ingredient, but is it normal that now they all have the hots for me?

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About EFon

Erotic literature is like the finest chocolate. Even if you don't always know what you are going to get, I try to make sure you savor every moment. Erotica without setting and plot is just sex. It's through making people and circumstances as real as possible that is the spice of erotica.

I'm a lone amateur author, fully employed at 50+ hrs a week so not writing as often, with no editors or reviewers, so I apologize for any typos you may find (which I'm sure you will.) But I try to review them several times, and I think overall they come out fairly well. If you spot one feel free to let me know and I'll fix it promptly and try and make it worth it for you with a free book if someone else hasn't already pointed it out.

Prime Fetishes (So will be very common in my writings):
- Humor & Misunderstandings
- Harem / Menage / Multiple Partners
- Impregnation / Pregnancy
- Stockings / Lingerie / Costumes
- Teacher / School girl
- Virginity / First Time
- Family / Incest

Minor Fetishes (Used as center-points in some stories, ignored in others):
- Light B&D
- Public Sex / Exhibitionism
- Maid / Servant / Slave
- Mind Control
- Sex toys

General turn offs (Rare. Used situationally in specific stories.):
- Tan lines
- Extreme B&D
- Violent Rape

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Top Definition
the act of oral sex performed on a male in which sperm is ejaculated into the mouth and the person performing it then commences in osculation (makes out) with the male while sperm is still in the mouth
Jonny enjoys the act of snow blowing because he loves the taste of his own cum after he's been blown.
di *Shlee* 21 agosto 2003
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A french kiss following oral sex, when the ejaculated semen is not swallowed but mixed in the mouths of both partners.

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Occurs when a male is getting a blowie from a woman.. or a poofter.

There are two possible scenarios:
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2. When giving head, you blow really hard with your mouth cusped over the penis so the only direction the air has to go is into the penis. the penis and surrounding area then swell, and the prostate is exposed so an immediate explosive ejaculation without orgasm occurs. Thus the term snow blow, the sperm, or snow as it is referred to here, explodes, or blows, everywhere in a splatter/sawn off shotgun effect.
they talk about snow blowing in that movie with julia roberts and susan sarandon.. Step Mom

Jenny and Jack had to go to hospital. Jenny because she had an excessive amount of sperm ejaculated into her eye, jack because he had oxygen bubbles in his blood stream causing him to have aneurisms and a heart attack.
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Jenny: Oh my fricken gosh, he totally didn't warn me he was gonna cum!
Becky: That asshole! Did you get him back?
Jenny: Hell yea bitch, I totally snow blowed his ass!
di Nyhylou 06 agosto 2007

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These three mistresses like to correct the mistakes they see happening in their neighborhood. They met this guy bullying people and they could not have a bully in their neighborhood. So they took him to a place where they humiliated and punished him till he agreed to stop what he did. They trampled him with their high heels and made sure he was in lots of pain before they let him go.

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Lady Sue has a trampling club and she is the patron. She likes to lead by example and as a result, she is always practicing so that she can be better and better. Today she was trampling her slave using a new style. She wanted him to feel the pain of her trampling but at the same time enjoy seeing her naked. She wanted to see how he would balance the two.

Extraordinary Mistress Jenny-Nina is trampling her slave brutally with her wedge heeled shoes. It’s hard to find the balance with those clunky wooden soles and she really hurts the slave when shifting her shoes and weight forwards and backwards. Then she takes her shoes off, but it won’t get better for her slave as she now jumps from the sofa straight on his chest and belly.

Sexy Vampiresses Sibilla and Teodora are back to go rough on their victim little Bambina. This time they will mainly focus on facestanding. The beautiful vampire ladies take turns in standing on poor Bambina’s head. The little face gets crushed hard under those evil feet and soon Bambinas Lips are all swollen.

My slave turned out to be a disgusting thief! He stole MY smoothie out of the fridge and thought I wouldn’t notice. Well, thieves gonna be punished hard! I force him to lie down and put his hands on a metal gutter. Then I slowly walk over his hands with my nylon clad feed. But that’s by far not enough yet - I will test a whole bunch of shoes on his hands. After crushing his hands in only hold ups, I put on boots with spike heels, then boots with chunk heels, then flat sneakers and finally I will use hiking boots to crush his fingers into the metal gutter! I truly believe he’ll never steal anything ever again!

Poor little Bambina is humiliated and mistreated by two sexy Mistresses - Teodora and Sibilla. They really want her to worship their bare feet and want to destroy her cute face. In this course the girls take turns in facestanding her. Herby they harm the slave girl’s mouth badly. After trampling it and standing with their rough bottom of their feet in her face – full weight, Bambinas mouth is now all swollen, red and sore.

Kim and Candy brutally trample and jump all over their human carpet. The girls wear black pantyhose and their nylon feed brutally clomp on the slave’s chest, belly, balls and thighs. The girls very cruelly and totally pitiless jump on him as the carpet's skin slowly turns all red.

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Paola has always been an enthusiastic cocksucker. In spite of the fact that she’s a high-powered corporate attorney, in the bedroom she’s definitely a submissive. Who knows? Perhaps it’s because in the “outside” world she is so forceful and dominant that at home she takes comfort from being the object, rather than the subject. Which suits me fine; our sex life is dominated by me—I’m the one who calls all the shots, and she takes the greatest pleasure in pleasuring me. Not that she doesn’t get her share of orgasms: the girl comes buckets, at times even squirting juice from her cunt.

Another scene started on the television, same as the others, but this time, when the girl finished with a face full of dripping cum, she turned her head and got a second pounding by another huge cock, and then a third. Paola’s breathing grew shorter, her moans deeper. She reached into her purse and extracted a large, natural-shaped dildo and stroked herself once before burying it deep into her gash. I fully expected her to fuck herself with it, but as soon as it was properly lubricated, she withdrew it and began to suck on it. The girl in the video took a third load and then a fourth and as Paola watched, she fucked her own mouth with the plastic cock while still fingering her stiff clit.

Silently, I took off my jacket and tie and unbuttoned my shirt, slipping off my loafers. My nipples were almost as erect as my cock, but I left my trousers and stepped around the side of the sofa. Paola was startled and automatically attempted to cover herself but I commanded her to continue and knelt down between her legs and began to lick her oozing slit. The bitch was wet, her tangy juices flowing into my mouth and down my chin. As I concentrated my wagging tongue on her stiff clit, I reached up and pinched her nipples, which only had the effect of deepening her moans and causing her hips to buck against my chin. I reached further and put my hand over hers, grasping the dildo, and pushed it into her mouth. Paola gagged, but I knew she was loving it from the way she thrust her cunt at my mouth.

I continued to savage her clit until I could tell she was ready to cum. Her entire body shook and her little cunt went into spasms around my tongue. Before I knew what was happening, she arched her back and emitted a stream of hot, viscous juice into my face as she twisted and writhed beneath me. I took the dildo from her mouth and rammed it deep into her gaping hole and then went back down to sucking her sloppy clit. Pulling on it with my lips, I brought her to a second, quick orgasm, and then told her to describe the video to me.

“A young girl is on her knees, sucking a large black man’s cock. He is grabbing her pigtails—she has red hair and freckles—using them like handles to pull her head into his groin. He’s raping her mouth and now…” she gasped…”now he’s coming great quantities onto her face, filling her mouth and eyes, shooting it into her red hair…

“Another one is starting; the girl is undressing, acting sexy, slowly showing her tits, which are tiny, like mine. She has a very short “school-girl” plaid skirt, and is turning around to show that she’s naked underneath. Her cunt lips are puffy, and now a man’s hand goes between her legs. Oh god…” and her breath catches “…he’s fingering her asshole. She’s kneeling down now, taking his cock in her fist and licking around the head, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum no doubt.”

Paola was rocking her hips against the dildo and my tongue. Her voice was a dull monotone, describing each act of facial abuse, how the semen shot forth and splattered the young models’ mouths. But then she became animated again, as she described the next clip.

“It’s an Asian woman…oh, it’s a genuine bukkake scene. She has her panties on but has removed her bra and is holding a clear glass plate under her chin. There are dozens of men in their underwear, holding their cocks and stroking them. The first one has just come on her and it’s slowly sliding down her face. Now the next one has spurted and it too is dripping from her cheek. Another now, less forceful, and now another—this is a big load, and it drips off her lips and onto the glass plate. The camera position is now underneath the plate, I’m watching the cum accumulate. Oh my god, there are dozens of men yet to go; they’re all going to come on her. Oh fuck…”

I stuck my index finger into Paola’s asshole and then slipped my middle finger in as well. Now both holes were filled and my tongue continued to lash her clit. Her mouth was filled with words, dribbling out the descriptions of the action on the television. “Another shot and another; they’re relentless, she’s coated in a sea of cum,” she said. “She’s so lucky.”

Then my Paola came again. I pulled the dildo from her cunt and she squirted into my face again, the last few words that escaped were, “she’s drinking the contents of the plate, swallowing all that cum.

“Please let me suck you.”

I was ready, and withdrew the dildo from her cunt, stepping out of my trousers. My cock sprung lewdly in front of my, and I guided Paola onto her back, with her head hanging over the edge of the sofa. I placed my cock over her face, settling my balls on her lips and she began to suck and lick them. Her body was crunched on the couch, and I directed that she raise her ass against the backrest so she could drape her legs over the back. A large dollop of precum oozed from the tip of my cock and onto her neck. I spread her legs and slapped her cunt, then grabbed the slick dildo and slowly plugged it into her asshole. Pulling back for a moment, I eased my cock into her waiting mouth, sliding down into her throat until my balls covered her eyes.

“You dirty bitch,” I said as I began to thrust and fuck her throat, “coming home to masturbate without my permission.” A little whimper escaped but I continued stuffing her mouth with my erection. I slapped her cunt again. “You’re just a whore, aren’t you? You worthless cunt.” I was in a good rhythm now, stroking my cock between her lips, feeling the tip enter the top of her oesophagus. I wasn’t going to last long, I wanted to come as much as Paola needed to drink it.

And I knew she needed it. Her hands went over her head and around my waist, reaching for my ass cheeks and pulling me even deeper into her mouth. “Go ahead, bitch,” I commanded, “I know you want to…finger my asshole.” Paola wasted no time sliding her index finger up my ass. We both knew that would cause me to come almost immediately; it’s what we both needed and wanted.

She gagged a bit when I exploded in her mouth, emptying the contents of my balls so deep into her throat I doubt she even tasted it. And unbelievably, her cunt was oozing and going into spasm again. I pulled out and squeezed the last drops of my load onto her lips, which she hungrily licked off. My legs were weak as I stood up, and I collapsed into the club chair. The video had ended at some point.

“Take that cock out of your ass and bring me a drink,” I said. Paola was still in the same position. “And get off the rest of those clothes.” She straightened up slowly and stripped the rest of her dishevelled clothing off, leaving nothing but the glistening juices of her cunt gracing her flesh as she went to the kitchen. A few moments she returned with a cold glass of white wine which she handed me before kneeling at my feet and started to gently stroke my limp cock.

“Thank-you, sir,” she said. “Thank you for the multiple orgasms and the load of cum to swallow.”

“We obviously need to talk about what happened here today,” I said. “Don’t we?”

Paola’s head and voice both dropped. “Yes, Sir.”

“Why were you home early?”

“I had hoped to surprise you with a nice dinner. I signed an important contract this morning and thought I’d treat myself with the afternoon off. I stopped at the market for some steaks, and then had the idea to buy some new knickers to wear while I served you. I went into a sex shop and saw this video on the shelf and was irresistibly drawn to it. I had only intended to skim over it while I cooked, but with each passing scene, I slowly lost my resistance. It made me so randy.

“I’m sorry, Sir.”

“I’ve always known you liked sucking cock, known you like feeling it hit your face before you scoop it into your mouth. What’s special about this?”

“I’m not sure,” she replied, pensively, “maybe it’s the anonymity, especially in the bukkake scene. All those random cocks, all that anonymous cum drenching that lucky slut.”

“And you’d like to be that slut, wouldn’t you?”

She didn’t answer, but sighed heavily and tellingly. I reached down and put my hand behind her head, then yanked her hair back, so she was looking into my face, repeating, “Wouldn’t you?”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered haltingly.

“So my cock isn’t enough, doesn’t satisfy you, is that it? You need more?”

“Oh, no, Sir,” she quickly replied, kneeling up straight and lowering her head to my lap, “Oh no. I love your cock. You treat me so well, better than I have ever deserved. I live to serve you, to serve your cock. You fulfill me, complete me. No, Sir. Your cock is my world. I am your slave, and no others’. I love you”.

“Hmm,” I said, as if unconvinced. But I knew that Paola spoke truly. And it was reciprocal: her subservience filled a hole in my life I’d never been able to define before. She was my ideal woman, physically—petite and with an olive complexion, totally committed to our mutual pleasure, dark, doe-like eyes, small tits and short hair, incredibly smart and well bred. She’s at home in a board room and a captain of industry (if such a thing exists in this post-industrial age), well read and erudite, a decent cook and total slut. And yes, I love her too.

“I’m going to have a shower, and you can make the dinner—I hope you got the ingredients for the dinner before your trip to the sex shop.”

“I did, and I will, Sir,” she said. “Can I bring you a second glass of wine?”

“That’s my good girl,” I said, rising. There was a drop of cum dribbling from my cock, and I squeezed it out and offered it her. Paola extended her tongue and took the drop, almost like a communicant receiving the Blessed Sacrament.

As the hot water ran over my body, I thought about how to make Paola’s fantasy a reality. It excited me, thinking of actually whoring out my little slut. But while it was all well and good to let her suck random cock, I needed to be in charge—without any skills as a pimp. I thought about the possibility of asking colleagues from the office, but that was certainly not “anonymous” enough; most of my colleagues already knew Paola for the business leader she was. And then I remembered my “poker buddies”. There was a random group.

Once a month, I play poker with five other fellows; we met at the race track a couple of summers ago and typically meet for our games in the back room of a small bar in the far reaches of Queens, not far from Aqueduct. But on at least two occasions, we’ve relocated to the home of one of the other guys; in both cases because of babysitting conflicts. The games don’t go on too late, and they’ve always been relatively low-stake. I wasn’t sure that I wanted to bring these guys to my apartment, but getting a suite at a Midtown hotel wouldn’t be out of the question. I’d make some lame excuse, and bring Paola along as the “hostess”.

I turned off the water and drew back the shower curtain. There was Paola, on her knees on the bathmat, with my next drink on a silver salver held above her head. Naturally, she was nude.

“How’s dinner coming along?” I asked, deliberately ignoring the earlier topic.

“Fine, Sir. It will be ready to be served when you’re through here.” Her eyes were lowered, and I placed my hand under her chin, forcing her to look at me. “I’m sorry, Sir,” she added.

“For what?”

“For causing you any distress,” she replied, a tear welling in her eye.

“I’m not distressed, Paola. I’m quite happy.” I wiped away the tear. “Now go get the dinner ready and I’ll be along shortly.”

She smiled at my smile. “Yes, Sir,” she said, rising and exiting the bathroom. Did I mention Paola possesses the most perfect ass? I love watching her leave a room. I also love fucking that tight, dark hole.

I came to the table wearing just my dressing gown, and Paola served me naked, placing my plate down before me and topping off my wine glass. Never presumptuous, the place opposite was empty, but I asked her to join me. Naturally, as befitting her general breeding and good taste, the steak was excellent, perfectly done. We ate in relative silence, only occasionally commenting about our workdays. I explained to her how it was that I came home early, and what a pleasant surprise it was to find her as I did, causing her to blush a little, in spite of all our intimacies over the years.

When I finished, I pushed back and adopted a serious mien.

“I’ve thought a lot about your comments earlier,” I started, causing her to blush again, “and I’ve decided to help you realise your fantasy.”

“Oh, no, Sir! Please! I’m so sorry!”

“Hush now, my sweet. We both know you’re a slut, and I’ve made you my whore…Isn’t that correct?”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered.

“Well, I’ve decided it’s about time you were drenched in cum. But of course there will be certain ground rules.” I explained my idea of hosting a poker night at a hotel. Paola would act as a paid hostess, serving drinks and sandwiches in a revealing costume and eventually letting her mouth be raped by all the men there. And though I’d permit them to finger her cunt and ass, only I would be allowed to fuck her. And that would probably only be after the others left.

Paola was curiously quiet. “Well?” I asked, “does this idea have any appeal?”

Her head was lowered, and she merely nodded.

“Speak up, my love, I can’t hear you. The idea made you wet, didn’t it?”

Again, she nodded, eyes still lowered.

“Show me,” I said.

Paola reached between her legs and slid her fingers between her labia, and found that yes, she was quite wet. Raising the index and middle finger of her right hand in a sort of erotic salute for my view, I could see them glistening with her oozings.

“Lick them,” I ordered, and she did. “So, why the hesitation? Speak up.”

“It frightens me. It will be so humiliating.”

“You’ll look just like one of the dirty sluts in that video of yours. Maybe I should film you getting your mouth raped repeatedly, having your face slathered with gobs of anonymous cum. Then you could watch yourself in all your whoredom whenever you want. And so could I. Would you like that?”

She nodded her affirmation and whispered, “Thank you, Sir.” I noticed her nipples were stiff and distended. My cock was stirring again, but I could wait.

“Anything for my good girl,” I said. “Now, let’s get this cleaned up and afterwards, you can get into the shower then show me your gratitude.”

Paola rose and gathered the dishes and headed to the kitchen. I could see a slime trail down the inside of her thigh and as she collected my plate, I fondled her cunt and sucked a nipple; then I offered my wet fingers to her mouth, which she hungrily licked clean.

“You’re so good to me, Sir,” she said gratefully.

“I love you, my little slut.”

That night I fucked Paola’s ass. After her shower, I sent her to bed and told her to “assume the position”. An hour later when I got into the room, she was kneeling on the bed, with her arms stretched out grabbing the rail of the footboard, her tits pushed into the duvet and her ass high and inviting in the air. I told her what a dirty slut she was, what a whore. I told her how disgusting it was to know that she was thinking about—wanting, craving, lusting for—a face full of sticky, stinking cum from anonymous men. She whimpered but said nothing. I jammed my fingers into her cunt and found it already moist. “You disgusting bitch,” I said, fingering her roughly, “you really can’t help yourself from becoming turned on. What a whore.”

I pulled out my hand and brought it down firmly on the pale orbs of her ass. Again and again I struck her, reddening her cheeks to a fiery crimson colour, ignoring her whimpers, moans and tears; she knew better than to complain. And of course she wouldn’t because each stroke, each slap, only excited her more. As the tender flesh of her ass was inflamed with my beating, so was her lust, her desire. Of course it had a similar effect on me: my cock was stiff and protruding lewdly, dribbling pre-cum and aching to plunge between the tight ring of muscle protecting her darkest hole. I tested her readiness by again fingering her cunt, shoving first two, then three and finally four fingers into her dripping, oozing gash. My thumb pressed roughly against the little bean of her clit, and I could feel her grasping at my fingers, bringing herself to the brink of orgasm. All the while I kept up the banter of degradation, verbally abusing her for her slovenly, sluttish, whoring desires.

I withdrew my slime-covered fingers, dripping with her juices, and could see her gaping hole pucker and quiver, the muscles clutching at the air, willing me to reinsert them. But instead, I slide two into her asshole. Paola moaned deeply, the mixture of pleasure and pain singing through her whimpers. Climbing onto the bed, I looked into the mirror on the dresser immediately in front of us, and saw Paola’s face wincing with each thrust.

“Are you wet enough, bitch?” I asked, “Are you ready to get a good, hard reaming?” Paola looked up, into the mirror, into my eyes, and merely nodded. “I can’t hear you, slut,” I yelled. “Are you ready to get your ass fucked?”

“Yes, Sir,” she moaned, barely audible.

Positioning myself between her legs, I spit on her asshole and worked the saliva deep into her. Unable to resist the temptation before me, I ran the tip of my cock over her hard little clit causing her sphincter to grasp at my fingers. Grabbing her hips with both hands, I sunk my cock to the balls into her dripping slit—”Just for a little more lubrication,” I assured her. Then, spitting at her dirty hole again, I withdrew and positioned the head of my cock at the now-gaping opening and slid forward. She was tight and hot. The heat which emanated from her rosy cheeks against my groin fuelled my lust and I pounded into her, stroke after stroke as I pulled on her hips. Paola clenched the footboard tightly, and I watched the pain and emotion on her face in the mirror as I reamed her ass again and again.

“Don’t you wish you were getting your face fucked now at the same time?” I asked. “Wouldn’t you love to be sucking cock whilst getting this ass-fucking?” Paola opened her eyes and looked into mine, via the mirror. Her hair was plastered to her face with perspiration; a sheen of glistening sweat coated her entire body. I knew she was loving being pierced this way; she was responding in a frenzied way, pushing back voluntarily against my powerful strokes. I reached between her legs and grabbed her clit—so hard, so distended, so wanting. As I continued pounding her dirty hole, I tugged the clit, jerking it roughly, and could feel her beginning to orgasm. Her breathing was ragged and she gasped in air and held it as long as she could, attempting to hyperventilate to orgasm.

My own ejaculation was about to fill her ass with the rising tide of my salty semen. The balls, sweaty and slapping against her puffy labia tightened and my thigh muscles stiffened as I was about to empty into her. But I pulled back, so just the head of my cock was still inside the ring of her sphincter, and let loose with a load groan. Whether or not Paola came then as well I couldn’t tell and didn’t care. I let go of her clit and grabbed my shaft, coaxing the remnants of my ejaculate into her.

I too was coated with a sheen of perspiration when I pulled out of her with an audible “plop”, a string of cum from the slit of my cock to her asshole still connecting us.

“Push,” I ordered, “push it out.” This was an easy command to follow as I’d dumped my load right behind the opening of her pouting orifice. As I settled back on my haunches, I cupped my hand under her cunt and when she pushed, my white cum oozed out and down over her lips and onto my fingers. “Goddamn, but you’re a mess, you slut.” A beautiful mess, I added silently. When my cupped hand was filled with all that glorious cum, I bade her to turn around. “Lick it up, bitch,” I commanded and she hungrily lapped at my sticky fingers and palm with her tongue, greedily taking the spunk that had so recently spewed into her asshole. I leaned back in the bed and directed her head to my crotch, allowing her to lick my softening cock clean and suck out any residual cum. When she’d satisfied us both that I was completely voided, she looked into my eyes and placed a hand on my chest and said, “Thank you, Sir.”

We had a quick shower where I peed on her clit and let her pee into her hand—a little routine we’ve developed. Then we went to bed and spooned, my soft cock safely nestled between her still-warm ass cheeks, falling quickly asleep.

The next morning I began to work out the details of Paola’s first bukkake. My monthly poker “buddies” would be the perfect foils for fulfilling Paola’s dirtiest fantasy. As our next regular night wasn’t for two weeks, that gave me enough time to contact everyone and make a reservation for a suite in Midtown. The first to respond was Henry Willis, a large black man who worked for the Sanitation Department; although it had been many years since he worked “in the field” (as he so euphemistically put it), he did not have the physique of a desk-jockey. Eddie Chong, an accountant from Flushing was also available and game; he was excited by the location. Jimmy Doyle was a school superintendent from the Bronx and Hector Lopez, a wiry little immigration lawyer from Carroll Gardens were both in. I gave none of them any idea of the special treat I had in store.

When I got the final response from Hector, it was evening. Paola and I had just finished dinner and I called her into the living room. She was already naked, and I had her squat down on her haunches before me, spreading her crotch and exposing her cunt. “Put your hands behind your head,” I commanded, “and lace your fingers together.” I wanted to watch her cunt as I laid out the plan. “Five guys,” I said, “Five cocks for you.” Paola trembled slightly. “You’ll like that, won’t you?” She nodded and said, “Yes, Sir.” I described each of the guys. “We’ll each take a turn with your mouth, I imagine. That should be perfect for a cocksucker like you.” I could see Paola’s cunt begin to glisten with moisture and he nipples stiffen. “Of course we could probably all take you at once too. A cock in each hole and one in each hand. But I don’t know who’d I’d let fuck your ass and cunt—they really do belong just to me. I don’t mind sharing your mouth and face—hell, they can even abuse those pointy little tits of yours—but the ass and cunt, no. They’re mine. Isn’t that right, slut?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“But the idea does excite you. I can see it in your dirty slutty cunt now. You’re wet, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Jerk your clit, baby. I want to watch a while.”

Paola lowered her arms and with one hand spread her lips wide, then began to finger her little bean. “Thank you, Sir.” Closing her eyes, she slid into reverie, holding her squatting position and careful and conscious of giving me a clear view. I found it arousing. She’s such a dirty girl, a hungry, craving, wanton slut. And I told her so. I unzipped my trousers, taking out my cock, which was already oozing pre-cum, then took one of our toys—a large black dildo with a suction-cup base—and smeared the head with my drippings. Placing the toy at the hungry mouth of her snatch, I eased it into her, setting the base firmly against the floor. I didn’t need to say more: Paola lowered herself onto the toy and began to slowly ride the thing, the fingers on her clit now moving faster as she approached orgasm. I stepped in font of her and ordered her to open her eyes as I began to stroke my cock, inches from her mouth. Her eyes were locked on the slit and I could feel her willing my cum to spurt on her face. It took significant self-control on my part not to just plug her mouth and fuck it. But I resisted. Paola licked her lips and gasped as my hand rapidly pulled my cock, swirling the pre-cum over the head, pulling the slit open for her view.

“What do you want, bitch?”

“Your cum, Sir.”

“Where do you want it, slut?”

“On my face, Sir.”

“Why, whore?”

“Because I’m a dirty slut, Sir; your dirty whore. Because I love your cum.”

“And not just mine. You can’t wait to have those other four cocks fucking your face, can you?”

“No, Sir.”

“You want to drink quarts of cum, don’t you?”

“Oh, yes, Sir. Oh yes.”

With that, Paola began to tremble and orgasm, rocking her hips frantically against the dildo, slapping her own clit with her hand. And as her mouth opened and she gasped for air, my cum spewed from the slit, arching across the synapse between my cock and her lips. I let the salty drops of spunk stay on her cheek and mouth then reached between her legs and extricated the dildo. It was covered with her slime. Telling her to put her hands behind her head again, I offered her my softening cock to suck out the remaining drops before I pulled out and inserted the dildo. She looked horrid, like a complete whore. I went and had a shower, leaving her like that. When I came back later, she was coated with her own saliva and tears, almost gagging on the dildo. Then I let her have a shower and get ready for bed.

We met at the hotel two days later, at lunch hour. We’d both taken the afternoon off, and had a pleasant lunch, winding down from the week’s work and getting excited about the upcoming event. Paola was wearing a conservative grey business suit, with a white silk blouse. I told her she should wear that to start during the party, but then I handed her a package from my favourite lingerie store. “I want you to wear this underneath. You’ll be able to strip down as the night goes on.” As usual, she had no panties on (it was a standing order), but I did allow her a bra for business wear. She took the package from my hand; “Open it,” I said. Inside were the tiniest pair of panties I could find: just a diaphanous triangle of black lace for her cunt, with three strings. There was also a bra, of the same fabric and cut; just two tiny black triangles that would barely conceal her nipples. I had deliberately selected black so it would be enticingly visible through her blouse. As Paola held up the lingerie, I slid my fingers between her legs, to test her wetness. My good girl was getting excited. I slid my middle finger through her slimy labia and tugged on her clit.

“Just think of all the fingers that are going to be up that cunt before the night’s over,” I said. “You can’t wait, can you?”

“No, Sir,” she said. “I’m probably going to orgasm frequently.”

“Even before you start sucking all that cock?”

“Perhaps, Sir. You know what a slut I am.”

“Yes, I do,” I said. “I might even get you to squirt for the boys.”

Paola shuddered with pleasure. “I may very well. If you’re the one that’s fingering me at the time, Sir. You know how to ‘push my button’.” She smiled, slyly.

We finished our lunch and then went up to the suite. There was a bedroom, large bath and living room with a table and chairs for the poker game. I had ordered a bar to be set up, and some trays of snacks—little sandwiches and other munchies. Paola would be serving these. I sent her in to take a bath, instructing her to pay extra attention to her cunt and ass, though I didn’t really need to of course—Paola is always meticulous in her preparations for sex. Smooth and soft and clean enough to eat, as I frequently do.

She came out of the bath naked, her cunt freshly shaved, and stood before me for inspection. Her nipples were hard as I pinched them, sending a shiver of pleasurable pain down her spine. I parted her labia and was happy to find she was moist. Her labia were puffy with anticipation. Slipping my cunt-slickened finger up her tight asshole, Paola’s nipples extended even further. I handed her a g-string to step into: it was the tiniest triangle of black lace that hardly covered her cunt. Indeed as I tugged it into place, I could almost see her distended clit hood peaking over the top of the lace. I was enjoying dressing her, and put on the bra. It was too small: her nipples stretched the flimsy fabric to the limit, her large, dark areolae were clearly visible on either side of the delicate triangles.

My cock was stiff and leaking, but there was no time. Besides, I was hoping to spill a huge load into her cunt when I finally fucked her. But that would be much later. Now I had her put on the white blouse, again, just a little snug, hugging her form. The black fabric of the tiny bra was clearly visible: she looked like a whore needing to be fucked.

The skirt I provided was very short, just barely covering her arse cheeks, and then the finally, a pair of four-inch high stiletto heals. “Look at yourself in the mirror,” I said, and she did. “How do you like it?”

“I look like a whore,” she smiled.

“Today you are, baby. Daddy’s little cum-slut is going pro. Now sit down and relax until I call for you. Think about the fat cocks that will be fucking your mouth; think about all the cum you’ll get to drink.”

“I doubt that will be very relaxing,” she demurred.

With that there was a knock at the door to the suite, and I closed the bedroom door behind me and let in Henry and Eddie. Just as I was about the close the door the elevator down the hall opened and Jimmy and Hector stepped out. “Good,” I called, “we’re all here.”

When they were in the room, Hector asked what the special occasion was. “Oh,” I said, “I just thought we’d do something interesting for a change. Spice things up.”

“This kip up must have set you back a few bob,” Jimmy said.

“I had a good month,” I replied, “thought I’d spread the wealth.”

The guys sat around the card table and I broke open two new packs of cards. “Anybody want a drink?” I asked as I began to shuffle and deal out the first hand.

“Sure,” said Henry as he began to get up.

“Sit,” I said, “it’s covered.” I clapped my hands and the bedroom door opened and Paola came into the room. Four pairs of eyes turned to her, and four chins dropped at the sight as I dealt out the remaining cards.

“Miss P, our guests would like something to drink,” I said as nonchalantly as possible, although my heart was pounding in my chest to see my little bitch about to begin her “service”, benign as it was.

“Yes, Sir,” she said approaching the table. “What will you gentlemen have?” she asked. Jimmy wasn’t shy, maybe he quickly assessed the situation: “I wouldn’t mind a taste of you,” he said.

“To drink, Sir” Paola retorted, adding somewhat cryptically, “It’s early yet.”

“Scotch rocks, then,” Jimmy replied and the other added their orders. They all looked at me questioningly, and I kept my best poker face attempting to give away nothing yet. When each of the men were served, Paola stood before me asking, “And what will be your pleasure, Sir?”

“A Pinot Grigio, Miss P., if you please.”

“It’s always my pleasure to serve you, Sir,” she said, smiling, as she walked to the bar. When she put my drink on the coaster next to me, I picked up a five-dollar chip and offered it to her between two fingers. “I don’t suppose you have any pockets in that outfit, do you?” I asked.

“No, Sir. But I’ll make do.” Paola took the chip and unbuttoned the top two buttons of her blouse, sliding the chip into her bra, just over the left nipple. The fellows watched in rapt attention, and Hector squirmed a little in his seat. I could only imagine that his cock was stiffening and needed readjustment.

Henry quickly won the first two hands, though the play wasn’t as nimble and lively as usual. There were long pauses as all heads turned in unison watching Paola strut around the table. When Jimmy’s drink was finished, Paola went to him and bent over, to whisper in his ear, allowing those behind her a full view of her arse and those before her a good look down her blouse. Jimmy whispered something in reply and Paola went back to the bar, telling him he was naughty as she got him another drink. This time Jimmy tipped her as well, with a ten-dollar chip, that she slipped into the other cup of her bra.

Eddie’s drink was also wanting, and Paola fetched him another. He had the ten-dollar chip ready even before the drink was poured and he looked at us saying, “I wonder where she’s going to put this one?” I wondered as well, but without missing a beat, Paola slid the chip under her skirt and into her g-string. We played a few more hands, but it was obvious to all by then that the game was not progressing with the distraction. It was my turn to deal again and I mentioned to Paola that Hector wasn’t having very good luck this evening.

“Why don’t you go and blow on his cards, Miss P.?” I suggested.

“Just his cards, Sir?” Paola replied, coyly.

I dealt the cards and Paola stood behind Hector, rubbing her hands over his shoulders and chest and when he had his full hand, she bent down and blew onto his cards, allowing her hands to slide across his lap. From the way Hector moved in his chair I could tell that Paola was squeezing his erection. His face was practically smothered between her breasts.

“Shit, man,” Henry said, “it’s getting hot in here.”

“Yes,” I added. “Very hot. Don’t you think so, Miss P.”

“I do, Sir,” Paola answered, and straightened up and unbuttoned her blouse, tossing it aside. “That’s better,” she said.

“Not for me,” Eddie said.

“Then allow me to help,” Paola said, going to him. He turned in his chair and she unbuttoned his shirt, and began to lick his nipples as she removed the shirt from his shoulders. Gradually sinking to her knees, she licked down his to the belly until she got to his belt buckle. We could all see Eddie’s cock pushing the fabric of his trousers towards the girl’s throat.

“Still hot?” she asked. Eddie could only nod his head in ascent. “Perhaps if you took off your trousers,” she suggested, undoing his belt and lowering the zipper.

Eddie stood up and allowed his trousers to fall to the floor. His stiff cock was protruding from the fly of his boxers. This was the moment of truth, the moment Paola desired, the moment I’d been waiting for: to see my little slut prostitute herself.

“Oh my,” Paola said, wrapping her fingers around his erection. “It’s leaking.” With that she extended her tongue to just graze the tip of his cock, before sliding his hard rod between her sweet lips.

“Sweet mother,” Jimmy said, standing and undoing his trousers. He already had an erection and drop his briefs as well, standing next to Paola’s face, stroking it. She turned to look and reached out for his cock, abandoning Eddie and slurping Jimmy into her mouth. Eddie just stepped back and removed the rest of his clothes then sat on the sofa and slowly stroked himself as he watched.

It was my turn to join the fray, and take control of the situation. I took Eddie’s seat at the card table and turned the chair outward to the action. “Miss P.,” I said, harshly, “you’re a very naughty girl.” Paola stopped bobbing her head up and down Jimmy’s cock. “Come here and assume the position.”

Reluctantly, Paola released Jimmy, a trail of saliva and pre-cum drooping from his cock to her lips. She lost no time lying across my lap and I raised her skirt and brought my hand sharply across her arse. “You’re a slut,” I said, smacking her again. Jimmy, Henry and Hector joined Eddie on the sofa, unconscious of each other, all eyes fixed on Paola’s rapidly reddening arse. “Such a dirty, whorish slut,” I added.

“I know, Sir,” she whimpered through her tears, “I can’t help it. I love to suck cock.”

“Don’t be harsh, dude,” Hector said, “she’s only doing what she loves.”

I stuck two fingers into her dripping cunt. “And look at this,” I cried in mock amazement, turning her bottom for the guys to see, “Her cunt is dripping wet! Have you ever seen such a dirty cock-sucking slut?”

“Thank you, Sir,” Paola directed at Hector. “I’m only doing what I love, Sir. Please don’t spank me anymore.”

“Shut up, bitch,” I said. “There’s only one way to treat a cock-sucker like you. Like the slut you are.”

“Sweet Jesus,” Henry said, raising. He was still completely dressed, but also erect, his cock making an impressive tent is his trousers. “Let me teach her.” Henry exposed his rod, which was massive, at least eight-inches long and as broad as Paola’s wrist. “Come here, bitch,” he barked, “I’m going to fuck your face.” I released Paola and helped her to her feet, taking the skirt off before she stumbled across the room to where Henry stood. She knelt before him and reached out for his huge tool, but he told her to grab her ankles and not say a word. Grabbing the back of her head he plunged his big black cock between her lips until his balls were slapping her chin.

“You want cock,” he said, “You got cock.” He began to pound into her head, oblivious to her gagging and struggling, but I noticed that she didn’t dare release the grip on her ankles. The other three were naked now and stood in a circle around my delicious little bitch as her mouth was repeatedly raped. I was behind her, and undid the hooks of her bra, allowing it to fall forward. The two chips that had been hidden there bounced to the floor and I tossed them onto my pile on the table.

Henry’s pounding was relentless and I was surprised and impressed at how well Paola handled it. She wasn’t gagging now, but accepting all the meat down her throat with every thrust. I decided to urge him on, so said, “A bitch like this doesn’t deserve a mouthful of cum, man. You should dump it on her face, Henry.” The other joined in. “Yeah, Hank, spill your load on her face.” “That’s what the slut deserves.” “Pump it, man, pump it.”

This had the effect I was hoping for and Henry was getting close to busting his nut. “Go for it man, give her the facial,” I prompted. I felt like the evil angel on his shoulder, putting thoughts of debauchery into his head.

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August 2017


Monday | 30 November 2020 | 15 Rabiul-Thani 1442

Fatwa Answer

Question ID: 1211 Category: Permissible and Impermissible
Self Masturbating in Video Call

Assalamu Alaikum,

My wife and I are sexually very active and my wife wants me to have sex with her at least once a week except during her days of haidh.

Now when she goes to her parents home without me, she ends up self-masturbating because I she is missing me.

I try to have video calls with her to help her out, but quite a few times as part of the conversation we are very much intimate with one another and she asks me to self-masturbate as she wants to see me have an orgasm.

Although I understand self-masturbation is forbidden, I would like to understand what is the ruling for video calls with spouse and what should I do in such situations.

primarily what should I do to stop myself and my wife from self-masturbating.

بسم اللہ الرحمن الرحیم

الجواب وباللہ التوفیق

Although it is permissible for a husband and wife to look at each other's bodies in private, but it is disliked to look at each other’s private parts.

According to the scholars, since a video call involves photography and depiction of living beings which in any case is illegal. Therefore, it is absolutely not permissible to be completely naked in a video call and then act unnaturally. This kind of act is also very harmful from a medical point of view.

In addition, there is also a chance of this act becoming exposed, because the video call, although apparently considered live, but its data is saved somewhere and sometimes this move could become a source of ruin and disgrace for both.

So, the solution is to either call the wife to you or go to your wife's house. If it is not possible to make this happen, then make arrangements to fast, so that these sinful desires can be controlled. Also make arrangements to stay in the company of religious elders so that the desires of lust and the psychological drivers towards sins are diverted.

فقط واللہ اعلم بالصواب


Monday, February 09, 2009

Still Kickin'

OK, I ain't unemployed yet but I am still stressed clear the fuck out.
I tried to lay low today but I was under heavy Surveillance anyway, I see what's going on.
That part is done, what has got me stressed the fuck out is this Three Card Monte fucking move.

Jeeze, the owner of the Mobile Home Park is not a happy camper because the guy that just moved out left a giant fucking mess and out the fuck went.He has no clue what the hell is going on, neither does anyone else at this point.
The owner, let's call him Steve, is not happy, there are apparently six different plans going on at once and he has no fucking clue what any of them are.I did call him and we talked for over a half hour and I hope we are now on the same wavelength.If I am lucky, he is going to let me move my fourteen year old Fifth Wheel in even though the official policy is 95 or newer.
I am going to be fucked if that does not happen.

I can't blame him for being unhappy because I sure as fuck wasn't for a long time.
This is very fucked up now but after I talked to him, I schmoozed my way into the plan I had going, no matter what the fuck else happens, I am going to have to pull a fucking miracle out of my ass on Sunday ,but I think, I hope, I have enough Karma built up that I am going to get two brothers, a daughter and WHOEVER I NEED TO CALL, to get this done.
What comes around, goes around and I think I can make this work.
God willing.
If I can get some decent sleep between now and then, it would go a long way to make this happen. I will be glad when I can stop stressing out about my fucking job but, Holy Moly, in this time slot of this completely fucked up economy , if I can make the short term stuff stick, I will have a good chance. This next week is going to be like a cat having kittens.

I am more than thankful I don't have to load up three very heavy toolboxes and a Semi load of other shit I have collected over the years and try to find a place to store that shit on top of trying to move into another trailer, with a giant clusterfuck all going on at the same time.

I might be an Ornery Bastard but I am just as captive to these stupid fucking cocksuckers in charge of of the economy as anyone else and that sucks balls, Big Balls.

Every time I see these fucking cocksuckers on the television I wonder who is doing their fucking laundry and yard work for them.Fucking cunts, they could give a shit for anyone that works for a living and have proved it time and again.There should be public beatings every Sunday instead of listening to these motherfuckers trash talk shit outta their ass on national television.

Stay tuned, there is shit going on and I haven't had a decent nights sleep in days.
Time to fall down, I slept through lunch today I was so fucking tired.

Thanks for stopping by.

  1. Hey Busted...they say "things will get better!"... whover the Hell "they" are!

    Hang tough...

  2. (((busted))) sleep well babe - you are gonna fucking need it. wish i was able to help ya out this weekend dood.

  3. {{{ busted }}} My life went to hell in a handbasket a couple of months ago, but now things are looking pretty good for a change. So i'm hoping your luck will be improving like mine. Go easy over the rough stuff, we're all pulling for ya.

  4. Don't let the pissants harsh your mellow. Tiptoe through the tulips.
    You have tools and you have skills.
    Knowing which tools to leave in the box and which skills stay up your sleeve will help minimize the scary shit.

    When the smoke clears you'll still have the keys to the store.

    I too, wish I could lend two hands and my arsenal of skills, but will be pulling from here for you to emerge intact.

  5. Still having a job good newz, Keep ur head and ass down and he'll find another target soon.Glad to hear of week-end move.Got good help lined up which will help.Get some sleep and pet the cats to find some soothing moments.

  6. I guess I'm an optimist I assume everything will go to hell and plan accordingly.

    As they say when it rains it pours. Who the hell are "they" anyway?

  7. Hey, you kept your job - Now to make that fuckin' boss regret he ever transgressed against you.

  8. Hope it all works out... You ain't alone in the sleep deprivation department either....


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