Sex Is Coc and Cunt

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.

I could tell she never shaved down there. It was a dark jungle of springy hairs. It made for a great juxtaposition with his shaved genitals.

My cum flowed out the lower part of her cunt. It was gooey, and white, like a ghost.

Pleasure is never as pleasant as I expect it to be. Pain on the other hand is always more painful. Desire twists, and turns. I am a body of desire. I am always in a state of desire. Desire seeks out pleasure. Perhaps our greatest desire is to have our body wanted by someone. To be touched by pleasure. My body is the holding pen for the playout. My body is a sexual being. Sex animals my body.

I watch them take off all their clothes. Their bodies are so simple, and perfect. Marie's flattish, slanting tits, with sharp confident suck tips, for sucking on. Alex's white straight, semi-erect penis loitered below his tight round balls. Marie has pretty lips, and I am eager to see those lips on Alex's cockmeat. He has a handsome cock, no question about it. Marie surrounded Alex's cock with her hand and registered its warmth, "I'll get it nice and fat for my cunt." Marie knelt down, and kissed a path down Alex's luscious cock, until she came to the exquisite head, and clamped her lips around that juicy morsel. She imagined that her mouth was her cunt. Her hair bobbed as her mouth emptied, and filled, with Alex's cock.

Her pussy is so lush, and pliably soft. The young pink inside her labia is good enough to eat, but she wants to me feel her piss. She squats above my hard dick, and positions her cunt for the show. Her stomach muscles tighten, and her face changes, then her pee hole opens, and a precious spurt of hot piss covers the head of my waiting cock. Then it stops, so I let loose with a torrent aimed at her cunt. It was as though we were dueling, as she pissed into the eye of my urethra, and I into hers. Both our releases were strong, spraying our genitals in this delightful play. I couldn't wait to get my mouth on her cunt, and drink the remains from her piss hole.

She looks at the tight skin covering my cock, as I stroke the head of my delight. She reached over to touch the good skin, to feel it moving over the hardness of its blood. I look at her face and see the curiosity stamped inside it. She stroked the base of my cock while I stroked the top. I felt like a Prince who had been given all his kingdoms.

I go into the bedroom and don't close the door, so she can see me urinate. I leave the toilet seat up, and a drop or two of my piss on the floor. She goes into the bathroom, and lowers the seat, and urinates. She had told me, he had rung her up, and dropped her. It was now my job to fuck her, to be the next guy to see her fanny. I guess for her, she would be excited to see my cock. Maybe I would piss on her the first time. I am not into hiding my perversity, and wasting precious sex time. I went to the kitchen, and drunk a liter of filtered water. In half an hour I would be ready.

I remind myself that I am a human body. I was born bare. Those that bore me into the world expressed their kink in a public way. They cut off my foreskin. Then the story goes we are born into sin. We are bad, and must spend the rest of our life putting that apple back on the tree. They tried to deadbolt me into a religion. But even before my erection could be manually handled, and clitorises played with, I had dropped the religion.

Sex is a celebration for me. Sex is the celebration of my body. It's reveling in the way my body smells, the way my body tastes, the way all of my body looks, and the way it feels. Sex is a celebration of the way my body plays. There is no judgement. How can that be when it comes to the natural body. The body is not unlady like nor is it unmasculine. That's bullshit!. I have a cock, and you have a cunt. We sex together. We cannot be to loud, or too messy. We cannot be contained. Cumming on you, in you. You cumming on, and in me. We die in the sensations. We are the feeling of sex. The orgasm is not necessary, but can be if you desire it. The celebration of my body is based in the sex of the body. My erection is waving about. Your tits are waving about. Deal with it. Get burned. Watch my ecstatic organ erect, and dissolve. Go hard. Go soft.

I like the thickness of my erection. I also like the delicious resistance of my teeth as I eat your cunt. Your cunt so soft, and malleable, to my mouth. I eat, and eat, and eat your juicy cunt as a snack, something to tide me over until I can put my gorgeous cock inside your cunt. I get off on the taste of the cunt juice, the squirm, the meat. You are evaporating onto the flat of my pink tongue. I am excited to keep eating you. Your cunt is wet, and mushy. Sex is the most profoundly selfish act which I perform for pure pleasure, no matter how warped. I sex with you, with all the light, and darkness, I am. My naked need is to put my cock inside your luscious cunt. My cock with its livid pink undercap, much like a mushroom. My cock was slurping inside her cunt, thwack, thwack, thwack thwack. You press your cunt down on my cock, pelvis to pelvis, and you frisson the whole deal, rubbing back and forth to extract the gold from deep inside my balls. You look fucking beautiful squatting on my erect cock, the head touching your womb. We are both clean shaven, and I am mesmerized by the purity of our genitals fucking in unison, you above, me below.

I know I describe pissing quite a lot. But pissing on each other is sex too. The intimacy of piss turns us both inside out. Its the journey of piss having travelled through our body. It's the raw heat of you, and the fanfare of the piss spurting out of you, onto my body, that I adore. I would rather we piss on each other, than have an orgasm. We piss in each other's mouths like hungry birds. We piss on each other's cock, on our cunts. We piss over each others belly, ass, and toes. We piss while we fuck, and that's the best. We can piss anywhere. Inside, or outside. Pissing is so freeing. There is something exciting, and extremely gratifying about being a toilet for another.

We stand in the bath, naturally we don't have a stitch of clothing on. You hold your gorgeous cock towards me. It goes from semi-soft, to hard as a metal pipe. You hold your cock as if you are going to piss into a toilet. I have a sexy body. Long black hair that extends halfway down my back. I have areolas to die for atop my nicely rounded breasts. My belly is slightly rounded, and I have a close shorn cunt. My upper legs you could clap through. You piss on my cunt, its lovely hot, and wet. You lay down and I position my pee hole above your mouth, and piss into it. Now its my turn to lie down as you lean over me, and transfer some of my piss into my mouth. I swallow it down. Then we kiss and slurp the salty taste from our mouths.

Can I have you in my fantasizes, I promise to be dirty.

All night, people get horny, and they fuck.

Sexual pleasure is not a language, it is a profound physical need.

Go ahead, touch it.

Adam had a foreskin, no surgeon's scalpel touched his. Adam's foreskin, covered his entire penis. His penis was cocooned within his foreskin. Even when Adam sported an erection, which was often, Eve could hear his penis throbbing beneath the tightly pulled skin.

After she had left the flat for work, I went into her room and went through her drawers. I was looking for anything she hid there, especially dildoes. I found a dildo hidden in her panty drawer. It was made of shiny steel with a slight curve. It looked unwashed. It was streaky. I put the dildo in my mouth, and sucked it clean. I searched among her panties looking for a sexy pair. I pulled out my cock, which had turned into a ruddy erection, and wrapped a skimpy pair of panties around the shaft, and masturbated my lot into the drawer of panties. Then I closed the drawer, and left the room.

Oh what joy. What a clit. Her clit should have been a miniature cock. Her clit hung down over a third of her slit. There was everything to play with.

Everything has a middle. The human body has a middle, it has a seam. A seam that joins and divides everything. There is such beauty in sighting the middle. My ball bag is seamed together, obviously so. If we look carefully we can see the workings of the seamstress needle.

My passion for the secret, the hidden, the forbidden, motivates me to explore myself sexually. There are times when it is more intense than others. Being sexual is about trying the designs of my body. Why is it that I get extra hard watching my wife's pussy dripping with cum from another man. There is no need to posses. Sex is about sharing the sex around. You cannot mix love with sex. Sex always wins.

For us to meet sexually, would be to meet as aliens. I carry a sexual tension in my body, different from the sexual tension you carry as a female. While I lie here in bed I can hear you wizzing in the toilet. It turns me on hearing you pee. I imagine your urethra opening, and your urine falling into the toilet bowl. Perhaps you should have saved it, to piss on me. Beneath the sheets I touch my cock, and begin masturbating.