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The First Lady

Wednesday, October 6th, 2010

“I’m gonna kill him, I swear this time I’m gonna kill him!” screamed first-lady, Mrs. Jennifer Boyle.

“I go out of town on fucking business and I still hear about his, his, his fucking around?!” Of course this wasn’t the first time that Jim Knox had heard this all-too familiar tirade. As the lead Secret Service bodyguard for the first lady the broad shouldered man had been privy to a fair share of first-family squabbling, mostly about President Boyle’s extra-curricular Presidential ‘duties’.

Tonight however “Big Jim” as his fellow agents referred to him, sensed President Kennsingtom Holton Boyle had trod well over the first lady’s usual tolerated acceptance.

“Come on Jimmy, have a drink with me. You get off duty in an hour.”

“No thank you ma’am. Really, agents can’t be drinking, even off duty. Thank you all the same.”

“Sweet Jesus Christ!” The lady threw back her blonde locks and drained her glass. Attempting to steady herself on her modest 2-inch heels, Mrs. Boyle turned to pour herself another drink but instead slid to the floor with glass in hand and began to cry.

Jim Knox made it across the room before the First Lady spilled anything on the expensive sitting room rug. ”Ma’am,” he said as the first lady leaned on him to stand. The Secret Service man gently deposited his charge to the low easy chair at the right side of the big oak desk (a desk Jim had heard had quite the history). In executing his simple duty the curly-haired agent felt his sense of protection rise for the beautiful, supremely understanding, obviously passionate wife of the President: Jennifer Boyle was a true ‘First Lady’.

How could the leader-of-the-free-world even think about cheating on this woman? Clearing his throat as the first-lady sat back in the chair the Secret Service man broke a cardinal rule of his post, by opining: ”Ma’am, right now, President Boyle is not worthy of your company, let alone your bed.”

Big blue eyes shining, the first lady looked up. ”Why Jimmy, I believe that’s true,” she said through a weak smile.

What happened next was hard for Jimmy to understand, even later on when he had more time to consider it; as he lean down to the tear-stained lady in that well-worn chair, Mrs. Jennifer Boyle, first-lady of the United States, lean up and kissed him. Locked in an open mouth kiss, tongues furious, Jim’s reason exited the well-appointed sitting room-as well as his brain-as the First-Lady reached for and undid his belt buckle.

“No, Mrs. Boyle, we can’t…” he said breaking the kiss. The first-lady’s soft hands were in his open pants, pulling his briefs down under his thick heavy sack, working his rising erection free.

“What a wonderful cock, Jimmy,” Mrs. Boyle said and, as Jim tried to pull back, the first-lady simply smiled…then leaned forward and pulled the handsome man’s now nearly full erection between her lips. The sudden warmth, this lady’s obvious voraciousness-and skill-the fact that he was fucking the First-Lady’s mouth made Jim Knox clench his little cheeks, feel that familiar pull in the center of his perfect abs and then…fount down Mrs. Jennifer Boyle’s throat!

“Mmm,” Jimmy heard the 55 year-old lady say as he felt the head of his cock grow cold. “I haven’t done that in such a long time.”

Attempting to regain his serious pose, looking down at his now drained dick and the smiling slightly flushed lady below him, Jim tried to put himself away and turned slightly…

“Not so fast, honey, you’re sworn to take care of me, aren’t you?”

“Ma’am, I…”

“Now Jimmy, don’t be like my asshole husband and leave me hanging.”

Just being compared to President Boyle was enough to make Jim’s anger boil up over again…and his balls twitter slightly with electricity. Smiling as he covered his wet head, he looked down at the first-lady’s luminescent light eyes, eyes that had graced magazine covers through-out the known world and agreed: ”Yes, I am sworn to do my duty ma’am.”

Although ten years his senior when Jennifer Boyle peeled off her dress she presented a taut tanned body. Ample, maybe even slightly large breasts faced Jim in a deep, slightly pushed-together cleavage of a satin blue bra; the first lady wore high-cut soft panties the same robin egg blue.

Sitting back and spreading her long taut legs, Jim knelt to the Presidential meal being offered, smiled as Jennifer did, then kissed first her inner upper left thigh, then her right. ”Oh, Jimmy,” the first lady moaned as he opened his mouth, leaned in and breathed over the tightly pulled material covering the her hot pussy.

“Jimmy,” Jennifer Boyle repeated as her secret service man pushed his tongue into the hammock that was her panty. Jimmy sat back just as she held her breath. Looking up at the panting woman, he pulled the left side of the First-Lady’s now soaked panties aside exposing the woman’s glistening cunt.

Lapping at her thick lips, Jimmy became infected with Mrs. Boyle’s hot sex smell and dove forward to lap long licks between her gloppy lips.

“Oh…oh…” the lady panted, pushed back and up in the leather squeaking chair as Jimmy slid the woman’s panties aside even more and found her little engorged clit with his nose.

“Your Secret Service detail is ever on the job…ma’am,” Jim said, leaning off the lady for one last look up the amazing expanse of her lean body, then dove head first into her wet and waiting pussy.

Revenge Is Sweet?

Tuesday, October 5th, 2010

“You’re kidding me,” Donna replied as she and Peg Reynolds sat over coffee in Donna’s kitchen. “You mean just an hour ago he was fucking you on the trunk of the car?”

“Yep,” Peg replied. “Fifty years old and he plows me harder these days than when we were twenty five.”

“I’m totally jealous,” Donna replied. “How does a man do that at his age?”

As Peg walked home a half hour later-it really had been a full day-she thought to herself ‘How does a man do that at his age?’ The wide-hipped forty eight year old tried reasoning her husband’s newly active libido, the way his cock rose now almost every second he was around her, how he’d plundered her so deep it hurt, how she would come three to four times even before he came

A thunderbolt suddenly hit Peg and she had to steady herself on the dining room table. ”He’s having an affair!” she growled into the phone when Donna picked up her cell. “He’s having a fucking affair.”

“I didn’t want to make any accusations,” Donna replied, “but unless he’s discovered the fountain of youth, yeah, that would be my guess.”

“I’ve got to catch him,” Peg growled.

“Yes, we do,” Donna agreed.

“Do you think he’ll see her today,” Donna asked the next morning as she pulled into traffic following John’s car on his way to the office.

“He fucked me just this morning before breakfast,” Peg explained, her tiny gray eyes pinned to passing traffic before them. “He’s gonna need her bad to keep up this pace.”

“Don’t get too close,” Peg added and Donna eased off on the accelerator as John made a turn away from his office.

“Well, at least she lives in a nice place,” Donna joked as they stopped a half hour later a block away from the large house John had parked his car in front of.

“Funny,” Peg replied. “Let’s go.” The friends got out of the parked car and made their way past two manicured lawns to the spacious Tudor.

“Gonna ring the bell?” Donna asked.

“I’m not sure what I’m gonna do,” Peg whispered. “But let’s give them a few minutes to get into something.”

Five minutes later, seething and twitching at what she could only imagine, Peg instinctively reached to the front door’s handle and it actually turned! The door was unlocked, so Peg looked to Donna-who simply shrugged her shoulders- and the pair padded into the house and quietly up the stairs they faced.

“Oh, John,” a feminine voice sighed beyond the first closed door they came to. “I love when you lick me like tha…”

“W-what, who are you?” the naked young blonde with her legs spread yelled to the two women who suddenly entered her bedroom.

“Tell her, John,” Peg said.

“John?” the young woman asked, turning on her side. John stood slowly from the bed, his beautiful cock unfurling to full hardness as he did so.

‘Damn him and his big cock,’ Peg thought.

‘Damn him, he’s got a big cock,’ thought Donna.

“You like the way I fuck you, right?” the tall man began.

“What?” Peg asked, stepping back as if her husband had struck her.

“John?” the blonde on the bed asked, lying fully on her stomach now.

‘Damn, her and her perfect young ass,” Peg thought.

‘Damn, that’s a perfect ass,’ Donna mused.

“Lately, the way we’ve been, you’re getting good fuckings, right?”

“John, you’re cheating on me!” Peg screamed.

“John,” Donna tried.

“It’s all because of her,” the tall man said turning back to the beauty on the bed. The younger woman lifted her arm and gave them all a quick wave.

“Everybody in this room knows you don’t stay married to some one as long as we have been married without true, real love. This is a fling that keeps me in shape coming back to the woman I love.”

Saying all this the man stepped close enough to Peg that she could just reach out and… ”You really should consider this,” Donna interjected stepping forward. She reached down between Peg and John and grabbed the man’s wagging hard big dick.

“I’m not saying I excuse him,” Peg’s best friend continued as John held his breath. “But really this belongs to you.”

At this all the women in the room looked to the hard cock Donna was pulling on and all three ladies smiled.

Except John.

The After Party

Tuesday, September 28th, 2010

Gil sat down on the edge of the large king size bed pulling on his socks.

“Babe, we’re due at the Martin’s in twenty minutes,” he yelled to Priscilla in the bathroom. Waiting a few seconds for, but getting no response, he sighed, got up and went in to check his wife’s lack of progress.

“Priscilla,” he shouted over the sound of the hairdryer that assaulted him. “Priscilla!” He stopped at the open door.

His short wife was completely naked standing there with her long brunette locks upside down as she bent her head to dry them. Not hearing her husband, Priscilla stood up, facing Gil and yelping once in surprise.

‘Still the best pair of tits I’ve ever seen’, Gil said to himself, smiling as his wife stood fully facing him with her big tits and her sweet tight pussy bare.

“Gil,” she admonished. “I made us late already.” Priscilla recognized her husband’s ‘I-want-you-now’ look. ”Just let me get dressed.”

Even though she was right, they were late and turned then from her husband-’a great ass too’, Gil thought-Priscilla knew Gil would be up on her in a second; she’d be disappointed actually if he wasn’t.

“You make so horny,” he said stepping up to her back. As Priscilla brushed out her hair, she heard her man reach down and undue his fly.

“Gil, we don’t have ti…” she began but secretly yearned for that fat prick she felt poking her ass. ”G..g…” she tried, leaning her hands on the cold Italian marble sink, spreading her legs just enough for Gil to place the hard hot head of his dick up between her legs.

“Gil, we’re really gonna be la…”

As they both looked in the mirror and smiled Gil entered his wife hard, pushing his thickness up and in between Priscilla’s wet lips as she gasped and threw her head back.

Just as quickly as he had come in though, Gil retreated out of that hot little hole, popping his now wet cock free.

“We’re gonna be late,” he said, spun and left the bathroom. ”Pay-back’s a bitch!” Priscilla growled, sighed, shuttered and continued to get dressed.

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How to do Nude Beaches

Friday, September 10th, 2010

Around the world you can find nude beaches full of people whom let their freedom flag fly. A naturist is a name given to someone with a penchant for social nudity, however you may not be quite the naturist yet.

A chance to stay beachside near a clothing optional B&B can reveal some of the joys of letting go of your inhibitions. Here you’ll find some of the top tips for letting it all hang out at nudist beaches. It’s the most fun you’ll have with your clothes off besides sex.

If you want to be a bit closer to nature, or simply get rid of those tan lines you’ve got to swap the bathing suit for your birthday suit. Drop your trousers and let your wang hang. So you know for future reference, the flaunt it rule does not always apply in all cases. If you get a hard on for some nice tits beside you, its generally unacceptable to show off your new found friend woody.

You will need some confidence for this thing if you are a little skeptical of rampant exhibitionism. It may feel wild and liberated, however nudist beaches are not the best place to practice pole dancing or yoga poses. Unless you truly enjoy showing off those giant tits, or perhaps that giant cock.

If you’re lucky enough, you might find yourself sitting beside some fine young hunnies, however this is not an open invitation to hop on her right on the beach. Sex isn’t uncommon on a nudist beach, however a free porn show is not generally accepted by the large portion of people there. Just because you’re half way there, doesn’t mean you should take advantage of the situation. There is always the ocean.

Before you start to wander off the beach, pay attention to the people around you, not the entire beach may be nudist. You don’t want to end up having an awkward confrontation with beach patrol in a clothing area of the beach.

If you’ve gone so far to go nude at the beach, you’re likely feeling liberated and one with the world. If you find yourself stripping naked when the sun shines through the office window, it’s probably time you pack up and move to a commune.

The ABCs of Stripping

Wednesday, September 8th, 2010

Stripping has come out of the closet and into the bedrooms of the mainstream. Stripping has begun to find its way into local exercise studios and even into our very own living rooms. So, why is that stripping has shed its former stereotypes? People have begun to realize that it’s sexy.

It isn’t rocket science, yet most people believe that the notion of stripping entails doing blow off a hard cock and end the show with a lesbian act. However, stripping can be as simple as dancing for your lover and taking off your clothes. Even wearing clothes that are sexier is an act of stripping, or burlesque if you will.

The art of the striptease has been around for a long time. Burlesque was once a humorous, theatrical form of entertainment which was comprised of taking off ones clothes. The modern day nude-bars take this entertainment to the next level, making it a hyper sexualized alternative.

The environment that stripping has been confined to has given it some nasty preconceived notions. The art of stripping itself is all about one of the sexiest traits of all – confidence. Nothing is sexier than a partner whom is self confident and not afraid to show it. Stripping has come out of the club and into the backyard of many, captivating us with the ability to harness our own sexual powers.

If you think you can’t, give yourself a slap on that fine ass of yours and think again. Its as easy as reciting your ABCs!

A – Attitude

A stripper has to have an attitude that makes the viewer feel like ripping their clothes off as well. You could be wearing a a paper bag and toilet paper, as long as you have a sexy style, your viewer will be dying for more.

B – Body

A lot of people have issues with their bodies – many say that it isn’t good enough to strip. You need to realize that your partner loves your body, and you should too. We all have certain insecurities that are almost always unwarranted. There is no reason you shouldn’t strive to be confident of your body, and want to strut your sexy ass.

C – Costume

Men like to see a little creative endeavor involving tits and ass any day of the week, and a costume can be one way of changing it up. A role like a nurse or french maid will make his cock so hard, and his pants will rip off from sheer sexiness. If you want to try something a little more original that caters to his tastes, he’ll be happy to come home and see you dressed up like his favorite tele-tubby.

It’s Not Easy Being A Porn Star

Sunday, September 5th, 2010

The last time you watched your favorite porn star get filled with cock on tape, you probably never stopped to think how the whole production comes together. There are many people behind the scenes, working hard to make sure that perfectly bleached asshole is prim and proper for the last anal scene of the day. It is not an easy job to be a porn star, especially if you happen to be a man.

The idea of fucking someone for hours on end would take a toll on any hopeful swinging dick. Imagine having to achieve an erection on command, through camera and light changes. Not only do you have to have a dick the size of a baby’s arm, you got to keep that blood pumping to your cock. You’ll likely pass out if you keep an erection for more than a few hours, so you better start training if you hope to have a chance in hell of becoming a porn star.

Next time you are busy masturbating to some free porn online, and your dog walks in, notice how (hopefully) you find it hard to keep an erection when your being watched? Now imagine 20 people standing around, waiting on you to provide a cum shot of mammoth proportions. You have to be able to paint that bitch white with your magic wand, so you cant afford to be shy. I don’t imagine training in front of a pack of dogs will help you overcome this fear, however maybe some impromptu public masturbation will help you be more comfortable whipping your dick out in front of strangers. That, or it will be an easy way to earn a couple merit points on your criminal record.

Lastly, likely one of the hardest feats for any future professional fucker is to enjoy sex enough to be able to do it everyday. Doing anything day in and day out can be a mother fucking nightmare. After the first couple fucks on film, your mojo will likely be diminishing as quick as your boner. You got to have a serious ability to fuck all day, or else your going to be doing the walk of shame to your trailer.

So there you have it, some of the reasons it can be damn hard to be a porn star. You have to have the complete package or you will never make it in this sex fueled era we live in. Try making some amateur porn with a small cast and crew, see how you do and then decide if you think should move up the major leagues.

How To Achieve The Ultimate Orgasm

Thursday, August 26th, 2010

Perhaps you’ve never had an orgasm, or perhaps you cum several times a day. Either way, there’s always room for improvement, and this is true of sex as much as it is of Wii bowling or ping pong (and trust us, North Americans suck at ping pong). We’re not talking quantity here, we’re talking quality – which can be hard to come by with orgasms (and require a lot of work). Some folks go years before discovering that they’ve been missing earth shattering pleasure, so read on so you don’t miss out!

Let’s start with the ladies. There’s a lot of misinformation out there about women reaching climax, so our first piece of advice is to take control. Men don’t just lie down and hope to achieve orgasm, and women shouldn’t either. Just as men generally find a thrusting rhythm that suits them during sex, most women need to put pressure on their clitoris by rotating their pelvis against their partner and finding a rhythm that suits their needs.

To do this, it’s helpful to start with pelvic exercises to strengthen your core. It’s key to note that pelvic rotation, with the woman on top while fucking, stimulates the G-Spot – which is very close to the urethra. So relax, forget about climaxing simultaneously, and even let yourself squirt if you feel it coming.

As for the boys, it’s pretty easy to tell if you’ve achieved climax. But what about a better climax? For most men, prostate stimulation is the key to reaching your orgasm potential. Start with a finger in your ass and move on to a butt plug while you’re fucking – it may be uncomfortable at first, however once you feel your orgasm spread through your entire body instead of being localized to your cock you’ll want to thank us.

So there you have it, a couple of tips to start you on the road towards mind blowing orgasms. If these tips work for you, let us hear about it in the comments section below!

Mark Wahlberg Working on Movie about Porn Industry

Friday, August 20th, 2010

Could it be possible? Please let it be true, NOT…..well partially true! It looks like the pant dropping stud that is Mark Wahlberg, is trailing back to his Boogie Nights days as inspiration for his next project. In the 1997 film Mark was portrayed as a male prostitute and porn star who worked and lived during the ‘golden era’ of adult film in the seventies and eighties. Flash forward thirteen years where Wahlberg is currently working on a new movie, that will portray the behind the scenes look at the porn industry in Los Angels. The movie will be based in LA and focus on a porn company that’s trying to make a name for itself, while competing with other top porn websites. The project has yet to be confirmed as a film or drama series, and is still in the early writing stages but the buzz is out, and people are excited to see what Marky Mark will come up with.

Wahlberg, who created the television series Entourage based on his real life as an actor living in Hollywood, is not new to working behind the scenes as director and producer. In fact, he has teamed up with Entourage’s executive producer Steve Levinson to work with his porn inspired movie, distributed by HBO. This should be interesting, maybe Mark will make a cameo and flash us his Dirk Diggler cock! James Frey, a writer for the soon to be flick was asked about the project, saying: “We’re going to make a sprawling epic about the porn business in LA. We’re going to get all the types of stories no one else has told before, and go places no one has gone before.” I’ll be looking forward to the “release”!

Daddy’s Little Slut: Laurence Fishburne’s Daughter in Porn

Friday, August 6th, 2010

Remember that scene in The Matrix where Laurence Fishburne gives Keanu Reeves the option of taking the red or blue pill. The red pill was the one that showed you the reality behind the illusion of the Matrix. Right now I bet Fishburne is wishing he could take the blue pill, several blue pills in fact, because he isn’t enjoying reality very much now that his daughter has made a hardcore porn movie.

I think Keanu Reeves said it best in The Matrix, when he said, “Whoa!”

As in ‘Whoa, check out that ass!. Some pics released from the film show the barely legal Montana Fishburne showing off her booty, and I, for one, must give it a review of one cock up, way up.

While some aspiring actresses get their inspiration from Meryl Strip, I mean Streep, Montana has been influenced by non other than role model for young sluts everywhere, Kim Kardashian, who rose to fame by being in a sex tape. It so happens the same company, Vivid Entertainment, that distributed the Kardashian sex-tragavana, as well as former Playboy playmate and Hugh Hefner’s ex Kendra Wilkinson’s infamous sex tape, is also handling the release of the Montana Fishburne video. So she’s in good company, you could say.

Montana has specifically said that Kardashian was her inspiration.

“I’ve watched how successful Kim Kardashian became and I think a lot of it was due to the release of her sex tape by Vivid,” Fishburne said in the press release.” I’m hoping the same magic will work for me. I’m impatient about getting well-known and having more opportunities and this seemed like a great way to get started on it.”

Her father, the oscar nominated actor Laurence Fishburne, probably wouldn’t mind having a word with Kardashian right about now.

Montana has not spoken to her father since news of the video was released, but says that she hears from relatives that her father is “upset.” Gee, you think he would have a sense of humor about seeing his teenage daughter show off her cock sucking skills to the world.

In response to her father’s potential reaction, Montana said “I hope it’s not hurting him. It wasn’t done to hurt him,” she says. “But I think it will take time and talking through the issues. Eventually, I hope he will be proud of me.”

Sorry to tell you this sweetheart, but you’re Dad is never going to say to his friends, ‘look at how well my little girl takes a cream pie, I’m so proud of her.’ Not in this reality anyway.

Looking ahead to Valentine’s Day!

Thursday, January 7th, 2010

No, not in that cheesy Hallmark kinda way!

Looking for something really special to do? Then jump on a plane this heartsday and check out a bonerfide Detroit Valentines staple: The Dirty Show!

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