A potpourri of sexual writings. No beginning, no middle, no end, no plot. It is not a story, just a vignette of pornographic images. This is about my depraved mind, and depraved body. One liners, and sometimes paragraphs unrelated to a story, and to each other. The relationship between one scene, and another, it does not matter.
How much raw body nakedness do you want?. Its not sex if it is not naked. People in the nude, tying each other up, and pissing in mayonnaise jars.
I sniff the leather seat. The seat has been between a woman's legs. The thin of her panties has rubbed there. I lick with my pink tongue where it has creased her pussy. I undo the nut that holds the seat to the shaft, and take it home.
A month's worth of sperm flowered out of my cock. Why do women suck a cock?. It's the texture, the lollypop shape, the raw male smell.
The cock was a ruddy red color, the same color of her lips. What a cunt she had. His fingers strummed her outer cunt lips. His ruddy cock went in, and out of her mouth. What a pretty face. She had a perfect nose, a small mouth, and her blue eyes looked up at him as his cock went in, and out her mouth. She controlled the show. Her hand with not too long nails, positioned his excited cock so she could suck the beautiful head. Her pubes were shorn into an inverted pyramid. His left hand toyed with her cunt, while she sucked him off. I enjoyed the money shot, which did not take too long to fill her mouth.
With perfectly formed tits like that, her nipples protrude at least fifteen mills. She has a mouth, luscious, and juicy. She has a slim body, and a hairless cunt that shows off her labia. She has dark hair that comes down below her ass, and has Cherokee skin. Her body has the palette of fantasy about it. Under my hand the peach is ripe, and soft. The outside of her peach breaks skin as I touch it. The flesh is slippery underneath. The mons of her pelvis is fat, and tender.
Everyone was sweating, and bleeding, and pushing their fluids into one another. We were sucking tongues, and probing digits inside stranger people. We were tearing at skin. Horniness is like hunger. It's a natural body function that you are sexually hungry. It has to be satisfied.
Stripping down to her boy-cut underwear. A male's brain is designed to objectify females. Males remember visual details from sexual encounters more than females do. Visual cues trigger desire in men. Supercharged visual cues are impossible to ignore. She has a fresh, lively body that matches her boy-cut underwear.
My favorite flavor is wet pussy. I suck her juices from my fingers. There is a realness to tasting the fruit of her incredible cunt. I take her very essence inside me, just as she will taste my cum. I am thralled to share my naked body. This body I did not make. My cock is a ruddy red, the same color as her lips. What a magnificent cunt she has. My hand reaches down, and strums the face of her cunt. My cock goes in, and out, of her mouth, as her big eyes look up at me. She controls the show. Her hand with not too long fingernails, grips my upper shaft so she can suck it. Her pubes are closely shorn to look like an inverted pyramid. Her pretty head is bobbing up and down on my joystick. I fill her mouth with cum, and she shows me how full her mouth is. She even blows bubbles with my cum.
What a beautiful pussy she has. The layers of wet-pink beckon to my cock. I pull back the generous foreskin and the head glows like kidney. It is so smooth and chiseled. I lean in, and smack the lips of your pussy with my cock as you lean back on the rest table. The birds are singing, but the sky is grave. Who knows who have stopped at this rest table and eaten here. You shuffle your ass to the edge of the table and grab my yummy cock which is somewhat bent like a banana and insert it into your hungry cunt. We sort of fuck, you sitting on the table and me standing, but you have other ideas, and begin to piss down my shaft. You flood my erection while I try to fuck you with the noise of cars, and trucks, going by. The hotness of your piss I love. Your pee is like the tide coming in on the beach, It runs down my erection, and swamps my balls. You have had your turn, now it is my turn to pee on you. Because of my banana shaped cock, I pee back on myself, and have to force my cock to aim at you. Now I have got it, and spurt my hot pee over your belly. My piss is strong. I insert my cock about an inch or two up your cunt and continue pissing. Piss is everywhere. I withdraw, and rub your pussy saturated with piss, using the soft pads of my fingers.
There were three of them. They stood around her, and unzipped the fronts of their trousers, reached in and pulled out their cocks. Their semi-erect cocks going hard in their hands. She felt a humming in her cunt, she was excited to see so many cocks. Men with their stranger cocks meant for her. The heart shaped heads of their cocks looked the same, but their shafts were slightly different. One veered off to the left, the guy in the middle his was straight, and the third he was rubbing it, trying to get it hard. She had hiked her dress up over her waist to show her pussy to them. She bent down towards the rubbing penis, and put her tongue, and lipsticked mouth to its ruddy head. It was bent like a banana. She took it in her mouth. Yum. It tasted like the saltiness of salt, the redness of red.
