Fantasy girl of the day

I saw this picture on Tony's blog and immediately fell in love. I need a classic '77 Camero convertible blasting Thin Lizzy with her sitting in the driver seat as we roar up the PCH to find an empty stretch of beach to have sex on at 4 in the morning. For starters.

I wanna lick Amanda Blank's pussy all nice and slow and deep

I would take such good care of that pretty little kitty. Just look at it. Mmmm. Put a little lube on my fingertips and ever so gently tease her tender clit. I'd lick that sweet little nub as softly as possible, before slightly increasing the pressure and maybe sticking the tip of a finger into her strawberry asshole.

She seems like the kind of lady that wants to be spoiled. I would so spoil this baby girl.

But when it's late, and we've been drinking and laughing and making out and ripping bong hits and blowing lines of clean-ass cocaine, she'll want it hard and nasty, and I'll be right there to give it to her.

Jesus, to just pound that pretty little pussy with my big fat cock. Just like heaven.

And those fucking long-ass legs. I wanna wrap those slender stems around my neck and indulge in the Blank buffet. Aaaaall day, baby. All day. See you in L.A. on the 27th, sweetness. I'll be down front. Use me. Please.

One for me

Cuz I luhhhh her...

What she said

1. "Wait, I know, today I wanted someone to follow me off the freeway and rape me."

Oh, xTx. You always know just what to say...


Monica Bellucci Rape Scene - Movie clip Videos

2. I saw Sex Bomb for a moment this morning.

She left some clothing at my house last week during our naked battle royale and wanted it back for a trip she's taking this weekend.

So we met on the street. She was coming from dropping a kid off at camp. I was going to work and avoiding croissant sandwiches from Burger King.

She was dressed down but still looked so fucking hot. She looks older than she should in the face. I'm sure all those years of partying haven't helped. Lines on her face are definitely visible in the light of day. And they only make her more beautiful.

We embraced and cheek-kissed. She promised that we would get together and "party" when she gets back.

It's time to stock up on the vodka, cocaine and clean bandages. I can't wait.

Porn's next big thing is so hot my cock is crying tears of joy

OK this is what I am fucking talking about. FUCK.

Freedom 09: July 2

“So you really are a nasty boy.”

I think I subconsciously knew something was going to happen between us, especially when she stepped out of the car looking like some kind of 6-foot tall sex bomb, luscious brunette curls cascading down her slender back (see above).

We’ve always had an unusually strong and intimate connection. But over the ten years that we’ve known each other, it’s always remained plutonic.

Then again, so much has changed since those days, especially me. I’ve learned to at least accept if not love myself to a degree that I’m just more open to the possibilities. Ah, I’ve finally grown a pair. That’s all.

We went to the club, and it was as ridiculous as expected. Well, we did some lines first. I wanted to test the waters, and just like that New Year’s Eve all those moons ago when she first introduced me to blow, she dove right in.

The club was packed, mostly with hot women. But next to me, gripping my hand, was the sexiest lady in the place. We drank a lot of vodka, laughed at the scene, and left.

We picked up a friend of hers, a sultry, olive-skinned beauty. I didn’t ask, but I think she’s biracial. The three of us bought a large bottle of vodka and went back to my place.

We did a lot of coke. They called another friend to come over—a tall, gorgeous blond with mischievous eyes. She’d just come from getting a tattoo done on her back. To show us, she simply dropped her dress and turned around. There she was, naked except for a pair of tiny Hello Kitty panties, standing in the middle of my living room. She had lovely, brown-tipped breasts and a lean, flat stomach. Her ass…oh, that ass. Let freedom ring, baby.

The night progressed. More cocaine was snorted. The blond got dressed and left. The cute biracial girl passed out on the couch. And the bombshell and I attacked each other with a fervor generally reserved for Animal Planet.

“You should just manhandle me,” she slurred drunkenly as I eagerly pawed at her long, muscular body. Her left nipple is pierced with a small silver hoop that I tugged at with my teeth. When I pulled aside her panties, I found a small barbell through her clit hood.

We licked, sucked, tugged, wrestled, kissed—everything but fucked.

“I just got dumped and you’re on a break,” she panted at one point. “Maybe we should take it slow.”

And then she grabbed by crotch and bit my neck—hard.

We fell into my bed, practically fighting as we dug into each other.

She rammed two of my fingers deep into her sweet, slippery warmth. I bit her thigh and she sunk her teeth into my arm. Outside, the sun waited as long as possible before finally relenting and taking a peek over the horizon and at the debauchery going on in my room.

I grabbed her by the throat and held her down. She smiled. That’s when she said it.

“So you really are a nasty boy.”

I don’t remember when we curled up into a cuddle spoon and fell asleep.

When we woke up, she asked for water. She gave me a deep, delicious tongue kiss. Her friend that we left sleeping on the couch was gone.

We went out for food and came back to my place.

“OK, come here,” she purred. We curled up on the couch, put on a movie and fell asleep.

Epilogue: The following morning, I woke up totally sore all over my body. When I looked in the mirror, there were huge, splotchy bruises along my shoulders and biceps. Thankfully, she spared my neck. When I saw her, she had similar markings along her inner thigh and on her ass.

Kim Kardashian makes me happy

As far back as I can remember, I've had mad love for Armenian/Persian/Middle Eastern women. Kim K just does it for me. From those big, doe-like eyes to other big parts of her anatomy, she's my kind of lady.

This is the 4th of July party I really want to attend. Kim K, next to a BBQ grill by the pool, all decked out in a bikini and ready to get freaky. Sigh.

Amazing new pics of Stevie Hart

Stevie Hart is the Number One Queen Helene 2009 Porn Superstar of my cum-stained dreams.

Baby Sinead has an incredibly hot new photo set of Ms. Hart in all of her smoldering glory.

Go, look, masturbate. Enjoy.

UPDATE: I just downloaded Stevie's red-hot new Bang Bros scene with Shorty Mac, chopped out a few lines, and went to town. Thanks Stevie--that shit was hot!

But like you said, "That's what that pussy does."

Word.

Yay Alana Rae

I know, I know. I should've just manned up and went to Erotica LA this year. Oh well. It's all good. At least there are lots of photos like this lovely shot of Ms. Rae and her unfuckingbelievable titties. Yay, tits!

Summer weekend

Me, these two ladies in the hot tub, the hot tub (natch), a fresh mansion attached to said hot tub. A full kitchen, but we wouldn't use it that much, as there would be a half-kilo of the finest Peruvian cocaine on a tall, mirrored table in the bedroom.

Giving thanks for the bounty that is Salena Castro

The next time I snort a rail of premium blow off of a chick's tits, I'm holding out for a pair something like these. Mmmmmmmmmm.

Trashy

This is Bobbi Starr at the 2009 Erotica L.A. Awards, after hours. She'd only need to lean forward ever so slightly for me to hike up that dress and start reaming her. Perfect. OK, maybe I'd grab a milk crate from under that table for better alignment. Then as we fucked, people would hand her their trash instead of putting it in themselves. If there's something in the trash she's handed that she fancies, like say some soggy French Fries, she wouldn't hesitate to scarf them down. She saves a couple of stale nachos for me to cum on, since the dude tossing them had scraped out all of the cheese whiz.

My number one girl: Stevie Hart

After all of this talk about red-hot porn stars, I can't believe it's taken me this long to big-up my number one girl, Stevie Hart.

She's super-fine. She loves hip-hop (Ghostface Killah is her favorite rapper). She's a dope artist. She wears Alife. Her body is out of control, and her pierced nipples make me CRAZY. Her Twitter game is tight.

There's really nothing else to say, other than Stevie Hart is one bad-ass porn babe. Enjoy.

two sexy-ass pics of Selena Castro

PS: I'm totally blowing lines and stroking my dick right now. As if you needed me to tell you that...

More Marquetta Jewel

Oh MAN would I love to party naked with this babe!