Surfin' on a Rocket.

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Too hot for TV.

From an online acquaintance, cenobitch. He casually asked me what made me hot, and I casually told him that I enjoyed reading what guys want to do to me. So, he took this to a whole new level, a level that I will never likely experience again. At least for another week or so. So great was my reaction to his outpouring that I decided to share with all of you what he shared with me.

cenobite2000: well, here is what i would do:

cenobite2000: (and no, this is not cyber)

jrny_girl: Okay.

jrny_girl: *notes.*

cenobite2000: i would meet you at the pleasantly decorated hotel

cenobite2000: the paki bellhop would offer to take my bag

cenobite2000: but i would decline

cenobite2000: as i know you would be waiting in the room

cenobite2000: with next to nothing on your person

cenobite2000: so:

cenobite2000: i enter and embrace you in a fatherly hug

cenobite2000: which quickly turns for the worst

cenobite2000: as you feel my strong hands grasping your buttocks in a deathgrip

cenobite2000: i pull your throbbing uterus towards my writhing hips

cenobite2000: and grind our heaving genitalia together

cenobite2000: heh this is HORRIBLE

cenobite2000: our heaving genitalia are now awash in fuck

cenobite2000: as the desire become overwhelming

cenobite2000: "so THIS is that camisole" i sputter

cenobite2000: taking it in my hands

cenobite2000: i rip it away once and for all

cenobite2000: exposing your tender, vulnerable flesh

cenobite2000: i lay you down on the luxurious bed

cenobite2000: i turn on the magic fingers

cenobite2000: with two quarters, this thing will last a lot longer than i will

cenobite2000: the vibrations do their dirty work

cenobite2000: massaging you from behind

cenobite2000: as you feel my heaving member from the top

cenobite2000: wait wait i think

cenobite2000: this is too fast, too fast

cenobite2000: so i wander down to your nether regions

cenobite2000: as you thrust your head back in ecstasy

cenobite2000: plus, the vibrations are making you dizzy

cenobite2000: and queasy

cenobite2000: let's face it, you're sea-sick

cenobite2000: it was a long flight and you're wondering why the hell you came

cenobite2000: the food on the flight was awful

cenobite2000: you were worried about the arab traveler next to you

cenobite2000: ok anyway

cenobite2000: my tongue

cenobite2000: yes, it is the tool of allah himself

cenobite2000: i probe you gently

cenobite2000: finding all of your pleasure zones with my masterful intuition

cenobite2000: i spread your legs wide so that i may move in closer

cenobite2000: you gasp in pleasure as the first subtle flicking wetness hits your love button

cenobite2000: at 2200 rpms

cenobite2000: i am a machine, baby

cenobite2000: crafted for your ultimate pleasure

cenobite2000: more machine than man, really

cenobite2000: ok so

cenobite2000: there i am

cenobite2000: in the throes of a midlife crisis

cenobite2000: one foot in the grave, half my tongue in a strangers hymen

cenobite2000: heeee

cenobite2000: but who cares?

cenobite2000: this is the nearest i have been to heaven

cenobite2000: in at least five hours

cenobite2000: you take my tongue deep inside you

cenobite2000: never have you imagined such a pleasure

cenobite2000: it is delicious

cenobite2000: in fact, it's making you hungry

cenobite2000: you ask me to stop for a moment

cenobite2000: so you can call for room service

cenobite2000: i am not offended, though

cenobite2000: hardly

cenobite2000: as you linger on the phone,

cenobite2000: wishing this whole ordeal could somehow end peacefully

cenobite2000: i slip behind you

cenobite2000: my rigid tool fully engorged

cenobite2000: three angry inches pulsating to a latin marimba

cenobite2000: ?!

cenobite2000: you don't mind

cenobite2000: this is a nightmare you have already accepted tht you may never awake from

cenobite2000: so i push lightly against your moistness

cenobite2000: lightly at first, them more urgently

cenobite2000: your hymen goes right about the same time your airline lunch does

cenobite2000: i call the maid

cenobite2000: because, frankly, i am horrified

cenobite2000: as she enters the room swearing in spanish

cenobite2000: i plunge deep inside you

cenobite2000: oh god, oh rapture

cenobite2000: you take me as far as i can go

cenobite2000: (2.5 cm)

cenobite2000: never have you known such desire

cenobite2000: then we move together

cenobite2000: in perfect harmony

cenobite2000: one nation

cenobite2000: under god

cenobite2000: wait wait

cenobite2000: "i am going to... cum" you whisper

cenobite2000: i know you're lying but i think it's sweet anyway

cenobite2000: the maid is horrified that we pretend not to notice her

cenobite2000: somewhere out on the street, a dog barks

cenobite2000: and weapons of mass destruction remain hidden

cenobite2000: but then i feel it

cenobite2000: IT

cenobite2000: the orgasm welling up within me

cenobite2000: it's been only five seconds, yet, a lifetime

cenobite2000: inside your glorious hole

cenobite2000: your sumptuous cavern

cenobite2000: your delightful netherworld

cenobite2000: anyway

cenobite2000: BOOM

cenobite2000: three mililiters dribbles out

cenobite2000: in an impotent flow

cenobite2000: it's like drool, really

cenobite2000: no chance of you getting pregnant, don't worry

cenobite2000: i am a little boy with sissywhiskers

cenobite2000: so the maid comes over to do you up proper

cenobite2000: i watch, helplessly

cenobite2000: as you become a true woman

cenobite2000: in every sense of the word.

cenobite2000: THE END!

jrny_girl: oh my god.

jrny_girl: I want to whack off so badly.

cenobite2000: yeah, i'm good

12:44 a.m. - 2003-09-19

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