Dear Reader,
If you're familiar with my stuff, it's an explicit, slapstick, morbidly humorous fever dream meant to be enticing, ridiculous, and a little funny. You may notice numerous pop culture references, such as: Invasion of the Body Snatchers, The Blob, Little Shop of Horrors, and a cardboard box of VHS porno tapes in my attic.
Tags: XXX, Hardcore, Sci-Fi, Pulp, Bimbo, Big Tits, Suspense, Humor
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Attack of the Bimbo Body Snatcher
In a posh mansion in south Florida, it's late at night and the staff have all gone home. The lights are off except for one dimly lit room, the master bedroom. This extravagant mansion is the home of our "hero" Jim Laydecker, a young unmarried billionaire widely known as one of the most eligible bachelors in the country. Jim wasn't a business guru, or an investing genius, he was just a lucky guy who put his money in the right place at the right time.
Speaking of Jim being a lucky guy, he was currently sprawled out naked on his massive bed. He wore a dumb, overjoyed expression on his face as he admired the nude body of the luscious Latina vixen he was about to enjoy. Her name was Sancha. She was standing across from him at the foot of the bed, wearing no clothes at all except for a gold bangle bracelet, and long gaudy gold earrings that dangled nearly to her shoulders. She had dark merlot red lips and matching polish on her fingers and toes. She was an exquisite bimbo down to the finest detail, from her juicy heaving tits to the charming beauty mark at the corner of her mouth.
Sancha was a titty dancer Jim met in a club a few weeks ago. He'd become infatuated with her, and they'd been sleeping together ever since. Beautiful though she was, she was also a snake. From Sancha's point of view, her "relationship" with Jim was more of a ploy for his fortune than his affection. She wanted his money, and all this good pussy she'd been giving him was part of her plan to get it.
Jim knew Sancha was trouble, but she was a gorgeous, perpetually horny freak who satisfied his every fetish. And he was having too much fun with her - or in her, rather - to stop himself.
Jim was hard at the sight of her and waved his impressive cock in the air, beckoning Sancha to come over to him. She crawled onto the bed towards him. She dragged her long sexy dragon claw nails down the tight skin of his pulsing cock. She caressed his balls gently with her fingers and flicked the tip of his dick playfully with her tongue. The dirty fun was about to start.
She greedily stuffed his cock into her mouth and swallowed all of him. His eyes rolled up and he threw his head back. She sucked his cock sensually, treating him to her hot mouth and a swirling wet mess of sweet saliva, making his dick glisten in the dim light. She whispered filthy, erotic thoughts to him, turning him on beyond measure before devouring him again. What a treat to hear such kinky filth from such a lovely mouth.
She pursed her lips and spit a long hot string that drizzled down his cock. She dipped her head down and caught it with her curled tongue before it reached his balls, then smeared it all over him again, savoring every inch of him. Her eyes lit up as she jacked him off eagerly, admiring how hot, hard and ready his cock was to fuck her. She couldn't wait for him to slay her with it.
Unbeknownst to the horny pair, they were being watched. An ominous presence was observing them from behind the walls, through the air conditioner vents, stalking them silently and catching their lurid tryst from every angle. Jim was oblivious, of course. He was getting his brains sucked out through his cock by Sancha and might as well be on another planet.
He flipped her on her back and hoisted her legs up into the air. She spread her pussy open with her fingers and he eagerly went in on her, swirling her wet clit with his tongue. She cooed and moaned, feeling that wild horny tongue go to work on her.
They couldn't hold back any longer. She squatted over him. Jim clutched her hips tightly and poised his towering cock to plunge into her, still glistening wet from her mouth love, so hard and long it looked like it would burst at the seams. He slid in and every inch disappeared up into her, taking her breath away. Her sensual cooing gave way to overwhelmed gasps.
Their energy shifted from sensual foreplay to fierce teeth-gritting sex. Sancha's gasps and moans could barely be heard over the sound of his impassioned grunts. Her body began to shimmer with sweat as he fucked her with that massive skin log. Pushing her body and her tight snatch to their limits.
He reached up and clutched her big juicy tits, making her yelp. She caressed them, feeling them bulge through his fingers, pinching her own nipples tightly, licking her lips and muttering more erotic dirty talk, encouraging him to fuck her harder.
Just then Jim thought he heard something, a quiet voice.
"Gorgeous..." It said.
It was a female voice. But it wasn't Sancha, and she didn't hear it. He looked around for a second confused. He thought it must've been his imagination, then his attention was drawn right back to Sancha joyriding his cock. And who could blame him?
Sancha took him to the floor. He stood over her and took a wide stance. She sat beneath him, threw her head back, opened her mouth wide and took his balls into her mouth, making him howl. She gently sucked and licked them playfully with her flapping tongue. With one hand she wrung out his long cock, jacking him until dribbles of pre-cum ran down it. With her other hand, she swirled her wet clit, whipping it into a hot, pink frenzy.
Jim looked down at her with wild eyes. What a hot, fun, filthy slut. Sancha was ready for more cock. She jumped to her feet and hurried to the bed, laying on her back and spreading her legs wide, toes pointed in the air.
"Get over here and fuck my pussy to a pulp, amor, then fill it with your cum!" She spread open and invited him to finish her off. Jim clutched her ankles with white knuckles and went back in.
Beneath them on the floor, a strange pink ooze seeped up through the furnace vent. Silently, it formed into a little pink blob just a few feet tall across the room from them. It sat there on the floor barely moving. It had a sentience about it. It seemed to be alive, as if it were contently watching the two horny lovers go at each other, and actually enjoying the show.
Jim didn't last long this time. Sweat dripped from his brow onto her quivering stomach as he fought to hold his load. Sancha's eyes popped open as he drew out of her and clutched that anaconda cock of his, veins popping off of it, balls twitching, about to go off like a bomb.
Sancha moaned with delight as Jim stroked ribbon after ribbon of hot white cum onto her, creaming her tits, stomach, and pretty face. It dripped from all over her. He scooped gobs of jizz off her with his cock and creampied her with it, pushing it up into her pummeled pussy. She scooped some up with her finger and sucked it clean with a satisfying lip smack. Finally, he straddled her and dipped his cum covered cock into her mouth, letting her suck it clean. It was a lurid, graphic display of raw sex.
Jim came so hard he was lightheaded. He looked down at her with a beaming smile, relishing in the satisfaction of just obliterating this hot bimbo with raw cock and vandalizing her with his gargantuan load. As I've said, Jim was a lucky guy. But unfortunately, his luck was about to change, and things were about to get very weird for him.
The strange voice broke the silence and spoke to him.
"Bravo, Jim. That looked like fun."
Jim heard it clear as day this time. He looked up in a daze and scanned the room. Then he looked down and saw the little pink blob just sitting there on the floor in front of him.
"What the fuck!?" Jim jumped back in surprise and pressed up against the headboard.
Sancha turned, still dripping with his load, to see what had him so alarmed. She saw the strange pink blob on the floor. Her lip curled in disgust.
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