Freddie hires a Muse to help him write an Anal story.nn"Hey, Freddie, how you doin'? Long time no see."nn"Hi, Vinnie, how are you?"nn"You wanna go get a beer and catch up on what's happening in the old neighborhood."nn"Gee, Vinnie, I'd like to but I have an appointment."nn"Appointment? What'd you have a girlfriend on the side?"nn"Nah, today is my day to see my Muse."nn"Your wha?"nn"My Muse, she helps me to write."nn"So, you do have a girlfriend on the side."nn"Nah, she's just a Muse and our relationship is purely professional. I pay her for her time to help me write my stories."nn"Oh, so, what is she like a special kind of hooker for writers?"nn"Hooker? No, she's a Muse, m-u-s-e, she helps me to think and to focus my thoughts. She gives me inspiration with my writing and helps me to write my stories." I looked at Vinnie staring back at me with a blank expression. "I use her when I am writing a story that I am not too sure about.

For a long time now I have been fantasising about what it would be like to have a threesome with two really well hung men. When I go to my bed at night it is the one fantasy that always gets my pussy juices flowing. Size has never really been an issue to me, but I know all my girlfriends, myself included, want to try a really big one at least once. Only I decided to take it that one step further and try two at the same time. What can I say, I'm a greedy girl!nnThe problem of course was how to make sure I got what I was looking for. It is easy to go around looking at a guy's package through his jeans, but until you get it in the flesh you can never be certain. Advertising through a dating agency wouldn't guarantee the size either, how many guys do you know that tell the truth about the size of their cock?nnWhile chatting to a friend in a Yahoo chat room on the internet I came across "user rooms". I had never noticed them before so decided to take a look. What a shock! I never realised there were that many horny people out there. As I scrolled down all the different rooms I found just the thing to help me in my search for "the holy grail". The room in question was dedicated to cock judging.nnAlmost as soon as I entered the room I was bombarded with personal messages from guys asking me to look at their cocks on camera. Maybe it is because they were packing some serious meat that they choose to go on camera, but I was amazed at how many big cocks were out there!nnI spent nearly a whole weekend in front of my computer watching dozens of men stroking their cocks on line for me. It was such a turn on I couldn't help but strip off and play with myself as I watched these fantastic specimens. This wasn't just a weekend of pleasure though, this was research. I let everyone know that I live in the Chester area and made a list of all the men I liked who lived within about fifty miles of my home.

I have masturbated while driving my car on occasion. It's the perfect activity to break up an otherwise long and boring road trip. Usually the brief sighting of a young, attractive female driving by is enough to get a session started. nnOne summer afternoon, while driving south on I-85, I spotted a young girl in a pickup truck pass me on my passenger side. She had her window rolled down and her music turned up. Her long, blond hair was blowing wildly in the wind and her sun kissed arm was resting on the window ledge. I looked up at her as she passed and for a brief moment our eyes connected. She smiled down at me in my four-door sedan and sped on. nnHer smile was all it took to stimulate me on this otherwise boring stretch of road, and I tenderly reached down into my shorts to assess my situation. Even in the south where I'm from, you don't see too many attractive females driving pickup trucks on the highway. Surprised to find my cock growing at such a rapid pace, I shifted in my seat for a more comfortable grip. I began pulling gently at my now rock hard shaft while swerving erratically to change lanes with my free hand. Something about this girl compelled me to catch another glimpse and I needed to get ahead of the slower car in front of me if I was going to catch her again soon. nnShe was driving rather fast, and catching up to her began to seem like a daunting task. Slower traffic was working against me, and of course I was driving almost exclusively one-handed. As I sped and swerved onward, I began stroking myself faster and more erratically. A sense of urgency to catch up to her began to build inside me. Another smile from her just might push me over the edge, and the thought of her possibly seeing me touching myself made me even more excited.nnAt that moment I decided that's exactly what I wanted to happen. I wanted her to see me stroking my cock for her.

Wir waren erst einen Tag auf Mallorca und trotzdem war schon so viel passiert. Wir, dass sind übrigens Jens und Ich (Christian), haben Mareike und Tina kennen gelernt. Wir verstanden uns auf Anhieb gut mit den Beiden und nachdem wir mit den Beiden in der ersten Nacht im Joy Palace gewesen waren, hatte es auch zwischen Mareike und Mir gefunkt. Tina und Jens waren sich ebenfalls näher gekommen und so hatten die Beiden uns am zweiten Tag Morgens geweckt, in dem sie an unsere Hotelzimmertür geklopft hatten. Eigentlich war es Jens und Mein Zimmer, aber nachdem Jens in der letzten Nacht mit zu Tina aufs Zimmer gegangen war, hatten Mareike und ich unser Zimmer miteinander geteilt und nicht nur das Zimmer. Mareike und ich hatten uns, nach einer erfrischenden Dusche, die uns den Schweiß der Nacht von den Körpern gespült hatte, die ganze Nacht geliebt. Es war umwerfend gewesen. Erst hatte sie mir einen Blowjob verabreicht, der mich total scharf gemacht hatte und danach hatte ich ihr das süße, blanke Fötzchen ausgeschleckt, bis sich mich anflehte, meinen harten Riemen endlich tief in ihr zu versenken. Ich hatte ihre Bitte erfüllt sooft sie es wollte und sie wollte ziemlich oft. Schließlich hatte ich mehrmals ins sie abgespritzt und sie war so oft gekommen, dass sie das Zählen aufgegeben hatte. nnAls es dann klopfte an der Tür, machte ich schnell auf, nachdem ich mir kurz ne Shorts übergezogen hatte. Es waren Tina und Jens, die vor unserer Tür standen. Tina sah Mareike unbekleidet im Bett liegen und auch Jens versuchte einen Blick zu erhaschen, den ich ihm nicht mal übel nehmen konnte, denn Mareike war nackt eine Augenweide. Tina machte eine spitze Bemerkung, ob wir denn geschlafen hätten und ich antwortete, dass wir sehr oft geschlafen hätten. Sie grinste mich spitzbübisch an und wir verabredeten uns zum Frühstück im Essenssaal. Ich weckte Mareike und sie küsste mich leidenschaftlich. Ich erwiderte ihren Kuss und merkte, wie mein Penis sofort wieder knüppelhart wurde. Sie merkte es auch, denn ich spürte sofort ihre warmen, zarten Hände auf meiner Palme. Ein himmlisches Gefühl, wie sie ihn streichelte und rieb. Ich hätte sie am liebsten sofort wieder gefickt, aber wir waren zum Frühstück verabredet.