THIS IS A PIMPED OUT FUCK PARODY SERIES... IT AIN'T REAL It was the last day of my Jersey Shore vacation. The weather was great, 80 degrees and sunny. I was on the deck of my rental place, relaxing with my girl, Jwoww. She was topless sunbathing, a hot pink thong on and nothing else, except designer shades. She had her right hand in my swim trunks, slowly.....
Belching and farting as I wake up, sitting on the side of the damn bed. Another bitch laying beside me. A neighbor's 18 year old daughter. She wants to be a damn stripper at my club, so I fucked her. No reason to... I just wanted to fuck the slut. I grab a beer off the nightstand and down it... Belch again. My damn head is killing me. Too much coke and beer...
From this point onward, I (Brandi) will narrate the story as for most of it hubby was a distant spectator and only saw what the cameras caught and believe me there was quite a bit the cameras never saw. Hubby had been working all day Thursday and most of Friday morning, setting up four go pro cameras in various parts of our bedroom, all cleverly hidden, and...
Benjamin carefully stepped towards the back of a rented canoe while Isabella sat on the bow to keep it steady. On the other side of the breakwater and a little bit upstream of the canoe, he could see Lock 7. The water cascaded violently over the dam and down the 27 foot drop. Once Benjamin was seated in the stern, Isabella stood up. The shift in weight eleva...
"Too bad she dumped you," said Jack, as Ben fed some change into the vending machine. "She didn't dump me," Ben replied defensively, punching the Mountain Dew button. "We're just... taking a break." There was an odd buzzing sound, as the button flickered for a second, the word bonus appearing, although unnoticed by either of the...
Night #1 My name is Zebedeusza S. Kubrokovich. My last name rhymes with “Cute boy who loves dick.” Call me Skowronek, or in English, call me Skylark. I’m part Japanese and part Polack. I’m a PolskaJap so shut your yap! I’m a little chicken who likes sucking Dickens or, maybe I’m tofu and Dear John’s the fool. Am I a minor, or a well-preserved wallet miner?...
"Ungh." Maybe in her late 40's, I didn't know her name. Pounding away at her bent-over in-front of me. Jessica huskily whispering in my ear, "Fuck her. Harder. This Skank loves that big cock." Each time she'd say something, I'd get closer to cumming. I couldn't believe this was happening. A hot summer day, a few boring towns over. Jess had convinced me to g...
18th September A new beginning Eventually I stopped dry retching. My new haircut meant that none dripped into the bowl. I went back to the changing room. I thought that everybody was watching me, but that was simple paranoia. A few girls asked me if I was OK. I just blushed under my tan. She was there and I blushed even more. I turned my back to her and ho...
Transcribed from tape ... Why am I here to talk to you? Well, first of all, I've consumed a lot of erotica and enjoyed most of it and I've always thought maybe I could contribute something to the archives. I've had a lot of fun out of being a sexual woman and I want to record that I don't regret it. I don't want to encourage other women to do what I've done...
This is part two of my story No More the Soccer Mom. You should read part 1 first. If you don't want to read about a wimpy husband and a hotwife, don't read this. *** Chapter 5 The limousine pulled up in front of my house at 5:30 in the morning. Everything was still dark. The coach lights were not even on. It felt like an omen or, more precisely, it seeme...