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Erratica  

starlex_2 59F
125 posts
2/18/2009 1:07 am

Last Read:
1/11/2011 3:43 am

Erratica

One day Erotica went a flirting. His intermediate skills catch many a beaver, the occasional feline, and the vaporizing scent of a fox. He became complacent, comfortable with the same game he was snaring. He was no Hemingway.

For the purpose of this story, he's "WAYOFF MARK."
(He's no longer active on the site. I am not an "institution," any email sent to me becomes my property. I will never disclose identity or post photos.)

WAYOFF MARK's initial email, in its entirety:
as i taste the wetness of your pussy my dick gets even harder. my tounge gets hungry and licks faster, your legs tremble and you grab my head and pull me into the sweetness of your pussy. your brest are firm and i massage your beautiful nipples while my desire rises. i want you, i want this pussy, i want my cock deep inside you but right now i just want to lick you and feel you clit in my mouth. as the minutes pass your body shakes even harder and.....

STARLEX_2: (trying to get him on track)
i place a hand on the sides your wet cheeks, tilt your face up over my pubic bone to see your smile. I grin back, a bit wickedly; and shift my hips down, simultaneously lowering your head until your lips, still damp from my pussy, brush the tip of my strap cock. you gasp as the throat cum begins to build in your mouth. will you tease the tip, feed on it like a ; or will the choice be taken from you?

WAYOFF MARK's reply:
it's your legs that draws my attention at 1st glance. the shape the curves. the look of your skin. my eyes wander and i find even more to admire. you don't have on a bra and i can clearly see your nipples pressing against your tank top. i feel an ache in my pants. i'm suprised at how quickly i respond to just looking at you. i want to grabe you, rip your top off, then slowly and gently rub the head of my cock all over your nipples. we speak and find a mutual attraction. we go to your place. it isn't long before you are laying on your bed completly naked. you said you like a deep slow firm massage with warm oil and i can't wait to feel my hands on your skin. after 45 minutes of touching and rubing every inch of your skin my dick is screaming to taste your sweet wet pussy. i spread your legs raise your knees and slide the head of my dick over your clit and down your pussy. its so wet my dick slips inside. you arch your back, i give your pussy a deep stroke with my hard thick dick. you push me up a little and look down and you tell me how good my dick looks going in your pussy. then you tell me "that's your pussy, baby. take your pussy. give me that big pretty dick. my hands reach behind you and i grab your ass and i push my dick in your wet pussy as deep and fast as hard as i can. you scream at me. "make my pussy cum, daddy. i want to cum. make me cum, daddy. that's it baby give me all that pussy juice, squirt it all over my dick. damn! that pussy is soooo goood......


STARLEX_2: (refusing to take more crap)
goood... and not available to those with limited, fixed imagination.

i thought maybe you'd exhibit some creativity, that maybe you were a writer in need of exercise. i threw you a carrot; to stretch the limitations of your landscape into my world. i'm not suggesting you'd want to vacation in my world. if you were observant, as writers and riders tend to be; you'd have noticed you had a layover in my land.

Please take me off the mailing list. There is no need to send duplicated, poor edited, travel brochures about a place that i share citizenship. I'm not buying it.


The moral of the story is:
MOBY DICK CAN'T BE LURED WITH CATNIP.


Nosocks2 66M
1 post
3/5/2014 5:39 pm

Oh shit, are you saying that my dick isn't the most important thing in the universe and you aren't going to offer your pussy up to my God Dick? Oh crap, that means you want me to rethink the universe...screw that I'm going back to my XBOX.

You can ut it up my ass or you can put it in my ear,
You can put it anywhere you like, just don't call me queer.


sensualizeu1000 66M
19 posts
1/3/2011 12:09 am

Yes, clearly he missed his cue. As heterosexual a dude as I profess to hang my identity on, the pitch you delivered was such a lob, I'd have swung at the motherfucker just to watch it fly.


Urnastyfix 57M
2 posts
4/9/2010 9:25 pm

Jesus Christ...


HPVsux 56M

6/2/2009 3:33 pm

Okay, I thoroughly enjoyed the read. Wayoff's imagination is pretty generic, and I imagine you see a lot of that on this site, possibly including my own blog. *chuckles at self*

As open as my comments on others blogs may be, I fear that my personal collection of random thoughts as much more severely censored.

I love your writing, it makes me laugh!

Those who would sacrifice freedom for security deserve neither!


rm_hipkat2 58M

3/13/2009 10:35 am

As I slowly regain consciousness the pounding, smacking sound from my dream becomes crisper. Form the floor through the haze of my near sightedness and possible some sort of ruffy type hang over, I make out a profile; a nude fit asian woman with glasses is standing profile to me as she slams a giant sized, harnessed strap on cock in the door. "tenderizing the meat...taste better that way". The word "what?" is all I get out before she grabs my head by the hair in slides her big rubber dick down my throat. Tears swell up in my eyes, a victim for sure. But you know what? She's right, it does taste better after slamming it in the door.


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