Saturday, October 12, 2002

Saturday Stories

Hello and welcome to the third installation of "Saturday Stories." If you're not interested in Adult Erotica, please skip the story and scroll down to the rest of this week's blogger posts.

Remember when you were a kid and your Mom would drop you and your friends off at the Saturday Matinee? Remember eating popcorn and candy and watching Western Movies all afternoon? Remember playing Cowboys & Indians until it got dark and then your Mom would call you in for supper? Naaa, that's ok... Don't feel bad, I don't remember any of that stuff either. It was way before my time too. But I do like Westerns... And speaking of Westerns...

Today's story is an Erotic Western, taken from the "Sex Tales of the Old West" section at "Sex-Fi. Erotic Sci-Fi & Horror Sex Stories" and is entitled - 

    Ransom Miller paddled his fur-ladened canoe around a bend in the Missouri. The river was too wide and too slow to worry about rapids, and sand bars were no problem for the canoe. In fact they made great camping spots. But the underwater logs, whirlpools, and log jams were always a problem. Ransom new better than to be lax. Even though he was nearing Saint Louis, there were still Indians and cutthroats prowling the banks of the waterways. Ransom had nearly lost his life on three different occasions in the past six months. He would not grow...
    Ransom spotted a flash of white on a sandbar ahead of him. He backpaddeled, squinting suspiciously, until the white flash was repeated. A woman was doing laundry on a sandbar extending well out into the river. He stared at the nearby forest suspiciously, while he let his canoe drift forward. Silently he approached the woman on the sand. She appeared to be young and pretty. Her hair was auburn, glowing in the sunlight. Her legs were bare up beyond the knees, the hem of her skirt was tied to her belt to keep it out of the water. She obviously believed that she was alone.
    "Hello!" he called while he was still a hundred yards off. She jerked upright, shading her eyes with her hand. Yes, she was very pretty. With her skirt still raised, and her breasts wet from the clothes she had washed, she was a sexy little thing.
    "Hi," she said with a fleeting smile.
    "Can I land yonder and make myself some breakfast?"
    "Sure, it's not my sandbar. You traveled long?" she asked, looking at his towering pile of furs, and wondering how the canoe kept from tipping over.
    "Nearly a thousand miles, I recon."
    "A thou... a thousand miles?" she sputtered in disbelief.
    "About that," he nodded, pulling the canoe up on the bank. He first dipped his coffee pot into the river, then began gathering driftwood here and there across the yellow sand. He used his fancy pistol type striker to start his fire. It was roaring in next to no time. The striker, a replica of the old horse pistol of the 16th century, was his proudest possession. It never failed to amaze onlookers, until now. The woman continued washing clothes as if she had seen such things daily. He slid the tiny pistol-like striker into his belt and began gathering rocks for his fire.
    "I wouldn't use those," she said, while folding a wet shirt into he basket.
    "I know, they will explode. But I won't be leaving them near the fire long enough for that. Care for some coffee?"
    "I recon," she nodded. She took a red shirt out of one basket and began swirling it in the water. She then soaped it with a yellow bar of soap, and began kneading it against a rock. He couldn't take his eyes off her. She was so damned sexy, built for nothing else, if he was a judge. His eyes kept returning to her beauty. She looked at him. Ransom was caught looking at her wet, and clearly visible breasts. The water had turned her white blouse invisible.
    "Sorry," he said in embarrassment.
    "Don't be, they are there for a purpose. Gawking is as good a purpose as the next."
    "I wasn't..." He stopped when she gave him a cynical look.
    "Ok, I was gawking. I haven't seen a pair of breasts like that since... Hell, I guess I've never seen a set so pretty."
    "Thanks."
    "Are you married?" he asked hesitantly.
    "Are you offering?"
    "Me? Hell no!" he exploded.
    "Relax. There's not a thing in that canoe that would interest me, you included."
    "I bet there is," he said, suddenly sly.
    "Like what?" she folded the red shirt into the basket.
    "Gold?"
    "G... gold," she became suddenly excited. "You've got gold?"
    "A nugget this big," he held his fingers out, making a ring the size of a half dollar.
    "Mister, if you've got a nugget that big, you can have anything you want for it," she gasped.
    Ransom stared at her speculatively, deciding that she was truly interested. He stood, dusted the sand off his worn pants, and headed toward the canoe. He returned with what looked like a common bag of bullets. He shook the heavy bag and dug through the gold. He fished the nugget out and held it up to the light. Her gasp drew his attention back to her heaving, all too transparent shirt.
    "There's probably ten ounces of gold here," he said, turning the nugget. "For that price I could get a hundred women in Saint Louis. But this," he said, fishing a smaller nugget out of his pouch, "is just about right. Wouldn't you say?"
    "Oh, I would," she took it quickly and examined it. She hefted it in her hand and smile. She dropped it into her laundry basket, turned and began unbuttoning her blouse.
    Ransom was amazed and nervous. Fearing an audience, he looked around the river. There was nobody in sight, and he could see for at least 30 miles downstream, and five up. He hurried to his canoe and pulled out an elk hide, which he used to cover his precious beaver furs. He laid it out beside the campfire.
    "What's your name?" he asked, watching her breathlessly as she undressed.
    "Addel."
    "I'm Ransom," he said, gulping as her bare breasts sprang free, unencumbered by the clinging blouse. They jiggled slightly in the sun. The nipples were small and delicate. The areolas were light pink and dainty as well. But her breasts were firm and breathtaking. They were by far the best set of breasts Ransom had ever seen. Of course he was not as knowledgeable about women as some men claimed to be. He had only been with a handful.
    "My God, you are beautiful," he sighed.
    "A woman couldn't ask for a better compliment," she said, untying the sash from her waist. She allowed the skirt to slide down of it's own accord. She stood in a set of white cotton pantaloons. After a brief pause, to allow him to admire her nakedness, she stepped up to the fur and knelt.
    "My turn to watch," she said, looking up at him. He was about to tear his clothing from his body, but he sensed that she wanted more. She wanted him to go slow. Knowing that he would reach Saint Louis today, Ransom had bathed and changed into his clean set of underwear just hours before. Now he was glad he had. Addel wasn't missing any detail.
    While Addel knelt on the elk fur like an Indian squaw, Ransom undressed slowly, one piece at a time. But even then it only took a moment to get naked. Unlike her, he stood in all his naked glory. His semi-hard penis stood out before him. It had wilted slightly while he undressed. He knelt in front of her and put both hands on her pantaloons. He pushed them down gently. She leaned back to allow him to pull the cotton undergarments off her legs.
    "My God, Addel, you are perfect," he gasped, looking at the patch of brown fur above her pussy. It reminded him of one of he beaver pelts. He reached down and smoothed her pubic hair down, as he would one of his pelts. Suddenly, his shaking hands fell to her perfect breasts.
    It was well known that some women had larger breasts than others. Italians, though there were few in the country, traditionally had much larger breasts than Indians or French women. But Addel didn't look French. German, perhaps.
    He moaned as his hands claimed her firm globes of flesh and kneaded them gently. He knew that a firm grasp could hurt a woman. He was, above all things, a gentleman.
    Addel leaned back on the fur, using her legs behind her for support. In a moment her knees were touching him, her pussy was open and inviting. It was small, with firm puffy pussy lips which made it pronounced.
    Her head touched the furs and her arched body lay before him, ready for his manipulations. Being a persistent fellow he lunged forward, pursuing her immaculate breasts. In the light, at the new angle, he could detect the lightest dusting of freckles. Was she Irish? Who the hell cared. Whatever she was, she was ready.
    Ransom engulfed one nipple in his mouth and sucked gently. He strummed the nipple with his tongue, while sucking more of her pointed breast into his mouth. She moaned lightly, the first noise of passion she had made. He claimed her second breast in his right hand and massaged it gently as he nursed. Each strum of his tongue brought a hiss of desire from her lips. In fact, she was hissing like a steam train. He enjoyed this small show of power. She was completely under his control now.
    Ransom moved over and captured her left breast in his lips while he ran his hands up and down her body. The nipple was already hard, making it hot and enjoyable in his lips. He strummed this nipple slightly, watching her body jerk under his manipulations. He looked up into her face and saw her looking down at him. Her eyes were very exciting. Her lips were full and red.
    His mouth left her breast and he quickly kissed his way up her chest and neck. He massaged the nipple in his fingers absently, while his mouth captured and kissed her lips. She moaned into his mouth. Her hands sought out and found his throbbing penis. She began milking it like a cow's teat. He knew he couldn't last long that way. He broke the kiss and moved above her. Her hand slid off his penis.
    Ransom slid between her open legs and felt the glorious heat enfold his cock as he slipped easily inside her steaming pussy. She cried out. He barely restrained a cry of his own. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back as he began his slow, even slide in and out of her womanhood. Her flesh was so soft against his hips. Her face and hair a vision of loveliness as he looked down at her in wonder.
    "This is so damned good," he whispered.
    "Fabulous," she agreed, pulling his head down into a passionate kiss. She slid forward to meet each gentle thrust of his hard cock. The moisture between her legs was incredible. The heat was heavenly. Her lubrication was abundant, making sex with her even better. He could hear the liquid sounds of his cock penetrating, then withdrawing from her warm sex. Ransom enjoyed fucking with his eyes closed, so he could concentrate on the intense pleasure he was feeling, but the extreme beauty of the woman beneath him forced him to open his eyes occasionally and look down at her in surprised wonder.
    "My God this is good," she gasped into his mouth. "Fuck me harder."
    Ransom intensified his attack on her sweet flesh. He dropped his mouth for another kiss, his tongue probing her mouth, fencing with her tongue, as he stroked harder and faster, pounding his stiff rod into her wet pudding. He could feel the swollen pussy lips touching his abdomen each time he trust forward. Occasionally his long cock touched her cervix, causing her to gasp out in slight pain, and very intense pleasure.
    The slap, slap, slap of wet flesh blended with her passionate sighs, the wind, and the sound of water running around the sandbar. The bright sunlight made their lovemaking surreal. Ransom had never fucked a women outdoors before. It was just one more thing to make this session more memorable.
    "You are so hot and wet," he gasped, forcing himself up on his hands again so he could concentrate on penetrating her delicious pussy. He had never had such a good fuck before. The feeling of her soft skin against his hips and abdomen, the feel of the soft fur on his legs, and the soft skin between his arms, all made his pleasure more intense. Suddenly he knew he was about to cum. The fire in his loins was intensifying quickly into a burning fire.
    "I'm almost ready," he warned her.
    "Me too. Cum inside me," she begged in a low voice.
    Ransom licked his lips and closed his eyes. Normally he would pull out to keep a woman from getting pregnant, but she wanted him to stay inside her. Sex with her just kept getting better and better.
    He enjoyed the hundred sensations which made sex with a woman so delightful. His body stiffened as his orgasm began. With a strained look he opened his eyes and looked down into Addel's face apologetically. But she was pursuing her own orgasm. She humped her sex against him, then ground her pussy against his cock until she cried out, followed by numerous little screams. She hunched her pussy against his pelvis, grinding it against his sensitive member relentlessly.
    "Oh my God," he gasped. His cock had stopped spurting his thick cum into her cunt. Now he was too sensitive for movement, but she persisted, twisting and withering beneath him. He ground his teeth until she finally fell silent. Only her panting could be heard above the wind, the waves, and the occasional pop of burning wood in their fire.
    "That was heavenly," she said as he rolled off her.
    "It was the best I've ever had," he agreed. He lay beside her looking up at the clouds passing overhead, smelling the wonderful aroma of wood smoke. The smell of coffee attracted his attention. He sprang up and filled cups for the two of them. She moaned in appreciation as she took a sip, then made a face.
    "I like it strong," he apologized.
    "So are you a trapper, or a miner?" she asked pleasantly.
    "I'm a trapper. I found those nuggets laying in the bottom of a creek. In the spring I'm going back with a few friends and I'll do some panning. I'll file on my claim in Saint Louis."
    "So where's your claim?" she asked offhandedly. He chuckled and wagged a finger at her. Her smile was pure brilliance.
    "Well, you are a good looking gallute," she mused, "you've got the biggest cock I've ever seen, and you appear to be smart. So if you need a wife, I'm here to sacrifice myself," she smiled offhandedly.
    "Oh, that's flattering," he scoffed. He finished his coffee and sat looking at her questioningly. She took the cup from him and sat it on the sand beside hers. She then pushed him back and straddled his legs near the ankles, leaning forward and facing his deflated cock. He watched the way her breasts sank down on his thighs and spread. Every little part of her was beautiful. He would certainly consider her as a prospective mate. She was gorgeous. Her auburn hair spread our around her face, giving her the aspect of a lion. Her brown eyes sparkled in the sunlight.
    Addel took his wilted cock into her hand, shook it a few times, then lowered her mouth and engulfed it. The intense heat of her mouth was heavenly, after the chill of the afternoon breeze. The sun was now beneath the clouds and the smell of rain was in the air. But these facts escaped Ransom. He concentrated on the warm mouth sucking his cock to rigid firmness. Addel's warm lips bobbed up and down on his stiff cock, then she smacked her lips and looked at him. She moved forward, spread her own legs and eased down over his cock.
    "Oh yes," he moaned as her pussy slid all the way down his fleshy pole and resting against his pelvis. He looked from her sweet pussy, to her massive breasts, and her perfect face. Her half smile as angelic, despite the fact that she was bobbing up and down on his cock. It felt like his cock was driving a foot up into her body. Suddenly she changed tactics and began sliding forward and back on his penis. He could feel his manhood churning the wet, messy flesh of her cunt. It was all he could do to keep from crying out. He held her soft hips in his hands, restraining her from moving too much. He was afraid that she would lose control and slide so far that she'd damage his cock. He felt it move several times in the wrong way.
    "Easy," he whispered. His strong hands went to her bobbing breasts. He squeezed each breast while thumbing the nipples into hardness. She cried and closed her eyes. Her thrusts had become more gentle. The liquid sounds of her pussy sliding against his flesh, mixed with her rhythmic sighs of pleasure. Her breath was coming faster, both from her exertions and her feelings of pleasure.
    Once again Ransom felt the beginnings of an orgasm. The fire built slowly and gently. He could tell she was close as well. She did not look as beautiful with her face all screwed up in pleasure, but she was certainly sexy as hell. It was only seconds now.
    "AT A WAY, ONE STEP!" A voice called out from only a few yards away, followed by multiple laughter. Ransom felt his cock filling her pussy with cum, despite the startling circumstances. Even as his cock pumped cum into her cunt, he twisted his head to see two men in canoe's back paddling at the very end of the sandbar.
    "Heave off or I'll shoot you," Ransom yelled.
    "We're a going," one man said, allowing his canoe to slide down the gentle current. "And we appreciate the show. It's always a pleasure to see One Step naked."
    "One step?" he asked, looking at Addel. "Are you One Step From Hell Addel? Your THAT Addel?"
    "I don't like that name," she said, twisting and closing her legs as she sat beside him.
    "My God, you are her, aren't you?"
    "I'm Addel Bickford," she nodded shamefully.
    "The daughter of U.S. Marshal Bickford, who has shot 5 men for dallying with you," Ransom growled. "He'll hunt me to hell and back," Ransom said, springing to his feet and searching the greenness of the nearby bank.
    "Relax, he's in Cincinnati."
    "Well I don't plan on being here when he gets back," Ransom said, plunging into the river to wash the sweat off his body.
    "He wouldn't bother you if I were your wife," she said slyly. He paused, thinking about that. He slowly turned and looked at her. The idea appealed to him. But where he was going was no place for a woman. Even Addel, who had been up the river and back, was not strong enough to take the solitude of the Dakota territory. Or was she?
    As Ransom had said, there were all sorts of dangers on the river. Maybe he could get rid of one of them, through marriage. One Step From Hell Addel was a legend around Saint Louis. He would see how it felt to marry a legend.
    "Have you got a canoe?" He asked, gathering up his clothes.
    She squealed in delight and ran for the distant shore, still butt assed naked. Ransom had to admit, even from a distance she was sexy as hell. It would be a very interesting summer.

Don't ya just love the Old West? That wasn't too bad of a story. I kinda enjoyed it. "One Step From Hell Addel." I was wondering where the title was gonna fit in. "AT A WAY, ONE STEP!" That line made me laugh. I could totally see it happening. LOL. 

Let me know what you think about this story and also about keeping "Saturday Stories" as a weekly feature on "Sex Blogger." And in the mean time... Check out the 3D Sci-Fi Photo Galleries, more "Sex Tales from the Old West" and the rest of the Erotic Adult Stories at "Sex-Fi. Erotic Sci-Fi & Horror Sex Stories."
 

Friday, October 11, 2002

Sex Advice from Dear Nina

Woo-Hoo. This is the second Friday edition of  "Sex Advice from Dear Nina." Let me know what you think about her column.
 

Thursday, October 10, 2002

Updates & Reviews

I spent the morning today updating a couple "CyberAge Platinum" sites and an "AdultCheck Gold" site.

"China Dolls" - Exotic Asian teen sluts, amateurs, lesbians & schoolgirls! Plus hidden cam, voyeur, upskirt & amateur galleries.

"China Dolls" is really one of my favorite sites. Hello... it's all Asian!!! :o) The site is designed well and it's very easy to navigate. There are no hidden links, no consoles, no pop-ups and no entrapments of any kind. I hate those things so I don't incorporate them into my sites. "China Dolls" has over 300 photos of Asian Teens divided into 7 different galleries - which are updated monthly with fresh new pictures. "China Dolls" is a "CyberAge PLATINUM" AVS site. And again, that means that when you become a "CyberAge" member you get FREE access to over 300,000 adult sites, XXX movies, live chat, live sex shows and much, much more. It really is a good deal... so take the FREE tour and check it out for yourself - "Click here to take the FREE CyberAge tour." Or just click on the link and go straight to the "China Dolls" site.

"Anal-Rama - The Ultimate Anal Site!" - Hardcore galleries of butt fucking, rim jobs, fisting and much more. These hot babes just can't get enough Anal Action. It's Anal-licious!

"Anal-Rama" is just what is says it is - Hardcore Anal Fucking!!! If you're into Anal Sex, then it's not a bad site. If you're not into Anal, don't go to this site!!! "Anal-Rama" has 7 galleries with over 300 hardcore and close up pics of people (teens, preggos, grannies, trannies, etc.) having Anal Sex. The galleries are updated monthly. "Anal-Rama" is also a "CyberAge PLATINUM" AVS site.

""REAL" Amateur Women & Teens" - Real Amateur Women & Barely Legal Teen Girls getting Naked for the Camera. Private photos exposed! Naughty neighbors & real amateur girlfriends. Exclusive pictures!

""REAL" Amateur Women & Teens" is a site devoted to the Amateur side of adult porn. The photos are not high quality. Most of the photos were taken with either a polaroid or a consumer grade digital camera - which deffo adds to the Amateur look. If you're into "Amateurs" then ""REAL" Amateur Women & Teens" is deffo the site for you. It has 6 galleries with over 300 Amateur photos plus an Amateur Pregnant Gallery. Of course... all galleries are updated monthly with EXCLUSIVE PHOTOS. And yes, the polaroid pics really are exclusive. I know... because I shot them. You will only find these photographs on my sites and no where else on the net!!! I think that kinda makes it kewl :o) The site layout is very surfer friendly: easy to navigate, no hidden links, no consoles, no pop-ups, no entrapments of any kind and banner advertising is kept to a minimum. ""REAL" Amateur Women & Teens" is an Adult Check GOLD site - which means it's a good deal, has high quality and also gives you FREE ACCESS to thousands of other Adult Check sites.
 

Wednesday, October 9, 2002

Adult Model Interview

Today I interviewed an 18 year old, 5'6, 114 lb adult model. She had short, mousy-brown hair (upper and lower), a nice body and really nice 34C (natural) tits. No piercings, except for her ears and only two small tattoos - which, as we know, is a "Red Flag" (Red Flags??? - See August 12, 2002 post on Model Interviews). She just turned 18 a few months ago and has already done quite a few adult movies. She doesn't do anal nor double penetration, but she does do b/g, g/g and bj. With a proud gleam in her eye, she said she's really good at blowjobs. I didn't ask her to prove it. She also told me that she's only doing porn so she can save enough money to move out of her parent's house and go to college in the spring. She's quite religious, goes to church twice a week, does not have a boyfriend and (because of religious reasons) does not have sex - except for the porn work. It's always amazing to me how people can justify these things in their own minds - doesn't have sex because of religious reasons but it's ok to do porn... Wow, that just blows me away... Anyway, the interview didn't last long, we talked a little bit more and then (with a naive, world at my fingertips smile), she was out the door and on her way to another interview. She was nice and would probably be easy to work with, but I dunno if I will use her on a shoot or not. Something was just not there. I always hate to say it, but she deffo had a screw loose. She'll probably (not probably - she will) get used and abused, rode hard, put up wet and kicked to the curb. So sad...
 

Tuesday, October 8, 2002

Trading Links

It's so very annoying to trade links with another site only to find that they don't link me. I take the time to fill out the requested info, download and put their banner/link on my site, upload it to the internet and then they don't even have the courtesy to link back or e-mail to let me know that they're not going to link back to me. They waste my time, gladly take (steal) my traffic, give nothing in return and they don't think twice about it. How rude is that?

But, I have to be fair. Not all link exchanges are bad. There are some reputable webmasters (like me) that do what they say they're going to do. There were a few good link exchanges before this, but out of the last ten sites I tried to trade links with only three held up their end of the bargain. They are "Clix," "Zinos" and "Diarist Registry." Give 'em a click.

Maybe I'm a sucker or maybe I just believe that people (Webmasters) are really not all that bad. So... I'm trying a few more link exchanges. Glutton for punishment - I know... Anyway, go to my "Links Page" or just click on these new links. "astroxxx," "TripleXLand," "All Rude," "Social Reject," "Planet.Manu," "Sex Info 101," and "Stile Project." Let me know what you think.
 

Monday, October 7, 2002

"BB" -  Night of Bliss

This is just a quick little entry about "BB," doing nice things for her, making her feel special and of course having great sex. Hopefully you've been keeping up on my posts about "BB" and ALSO about treating women good. If you haven't, then check out the "Archives." 

WOW!!! The other night was fantastic. "BB" came over (late) after she got off work. I met her at the door with a big hug and kiss. As she entered my apartment she noticed it was lit by a few strategically placed candles and she commented on the nice music (see blog post for Tuesday, October 1, 2002 - "Music to Fuck By"). I  led her to the middle of the living room floor where I had laid out a picnic blanket and had two cups of chocolate pudding (with whipped cream) waiting. We sat for a while, talked and finished our pudding. Already I could see in her eyes that she was loving this but I knew there was much more... much more! I told her I had a surprise for her and asked her to close her eyes and hold her arms out... 

Wait... I have to stop here and clarify. I had meticulously planned out everything for the evening with "BB." The previous few hours I had spent preparing to make sure that everything was perfect for when she arrived. Yes, it takes a little effort to do this stuff, but it is soooo worth it. So now I will just continue with the events of the evening and you can just fill in all the preparation I did to make it wonderful - not only for her but for myself as well...

As she sat there with her eyes closed, a huge smile on her face and her arms outstretched, I disappeared into the other room and quickly returned to place 4 dozen red roses into her arms. Her eyes lit up, a warm glow spread across her face, she was speechless and I felt great. A moment later as she tried to thank me, tears welled up in her eyes then streamed down her cheeks. She threw her arms around me and as we sat there holding each other in the middle of my candle-lit living room, she cried, tears of happiness, on my shoulder. I swear to God it was straight out of a romantic movie.

Later, as we arranged the flowers in a vase I told her I had another surprise for her... A playful smile streaked across her face as she closed her eyes and held out her arms in anticipation of more flowers. I took her hand, told her to keep her eyes closed then led her into my candle-lit bathroom. I gently kissed and undressed her. Once her clothes were off, I told her that she could open her eyes. The first thing she saw was a hot bath with rose petals floating on the surface of the water. Melting in my arms, she looked up at me and said "Just like American Beauty." Then, stepping into the tub, she sank into the hot water and asked if I was going to join her. Nope! Staying outside the tub, I tenderly washed her from head to toe with a rose scented body scrub. Then as she relaxed in the warm water, I sprinkled fresh rose petals over her body and made her some hot herbal tea to sip. Once she was fully stress free, I joined her in the bath, massaged her neck, head and shoulders then held her in my arms as we just listened to the music and each other breathe.

We got out of the bath, I dried her off and, of course, told her that I had one more surprise. I could see on her face that she was already living a dream and was wondering how it could get any better. I led her into my bedroom (where I had spread rose petals all over the bed), laid her down and began a head-to-toe, front & back, full body massage. Before I finished the massage, and with a content smile on her face, she fell asleep. Not wanting to wake her, I gently covered her with a blanket and laid down next to her. I was very happy knowing, without even having sex, that I totally pleased her. I fell asleep.

A while later, I woke up with her kissing my neck and caressing my chest. I'm not going to go into the details, but yes, we had sex. Great Sex! No, it wasn't hard-banging, Fourth of July, fireworks sex, it was more like quiet & warm, full-bellied, Thanksgiving sex. And Thanksgiving IS one of my favorite Holidays. Mmmmmm...

Dang! I said that this was going to be a quick little post. LOL. Anyway, completely satisfied (inside and out) and we fell asleep in each other's arms.
 

Sunday, October 6, 2002

Blogger Babes - Amy & Lien

Today I have two "Blogger Babes."

Amy is a 19 year old, 5'3, 115 lb, Asian babe with very nice, big, "Real" tits. She has curves in all the right places, a great smile, pretty eyes and a very innocent but playful cum-fuck-me look.

Lien is a very quiet and shy 20 year old Asian cutie. She is 5'4, weighs 120 lbs and has small but nice breasts. She also has a very natural and silky-smooth bush between her legs.

The photo shoot was actually just for Amy, but she brought her friend Lien to watch. We did five different set-ups with Amy in about five hours; including lingerie, masturbation and a uniform fetish scene. The fifth set up we were going to do was this food fetish thingy where Amy would  make herself into a hot fudge sundae. Just as we were preparing to shoot, I looked over at Lien (who had been very quiet) and jokingly asked her if she would like to be in the scene. To my surprise, she gave me a big smile and said "Sure, that'd be fun!" So, we shot them together as they made each other into sundaes and then licked all the gooey ingredients from each other's bodies. Finally, taking full advantage of having two hot Asian girls together, we shot them as they washed each other in a hot and steamy shower.

After the shoot, I never talked with Lien again. I tried calling her a few times to see if she wanted to do another shoot, but never did get a hold of her. I did converse with Amy for a while and even had her over for dinner one night. But after that we just kinda lost touch with each other. 

If you want to see more of Amy & Lien, check out "China Dolls," "Teen Shower Cam," "'Authentic' Asian Lesbians," "Asian Peep Show," and "Victory Girls - Nude Women of the World!."

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