Outnumbered 8-1: A Good Day for the Blond Bombshell


from the ABC set Make Love Not War...

As I write I remain contemplating on your email of last evening about the brave marine soldier, with the odds against him. You know how I feel about war and politics. If you recall, I always like to turn it around to the exact opposite, a 180 degrees turn around or to be exact, about making love and various other sexual activities.

So, in retaliation, I tried fervently to enlist an erotic dream, with no luck. I even watched some soft porn on a cable channel while dozing off to sleep. Still no fortune. I think I'm blocked. What do you suggest I do about this status? Even drinking my favorite wine hasn't helped. I have the perfect hard core porn movie, but alas, no VHS. I can't wait to get back home next month where I actually have one of those old-time players. I can watch it there. I might do that when I'm all alone after my high school reunion. I may even leave early while I still have all those yummy cock bearing hunks fresh on my mind. Yeah, that's what I'll do...

That's it. I can go back to my house and fantasize about a battalion of soldiers armed with pleasure grenades in hand, impatient to burst forth over my naked body. While, I, so drunk with anticipation, explore other options with my many bootylicious toys.

I have my butt plugged and am almost ready to give Whaskily Wabbit the green light, when what to my wondrous eyes should appear but my commander himself! Your stick of dynamite in hand! I am almost ready to give the bunny my hole when you strip the vibrating dildo from my hand and replaces it with your throbbing manhood. I eagerly pull you to me and you comply with my every petition.

Put it in here gently, at first, I advise; not too quickly, let me feel every inch of it..oh yes, that's the way I like it. Now a little more. Now a little faster. Do you feel my tongue licking your cocked pistol, I wonder. Uhhu I do love to give this blond head a workout; and my trigger happy tongue a lap or two around the hood. I enjoy letting my tongue have a taste test of pleasures to cum. I pull away because I know I like it too much to control the onslaught of my skills in deep throat operations and you might also find them impossible to resist. It's too soon, I foretell.

Meanwhile the naked ranks are closing in on us and they're all so busy pumping their own palms that they don't even notice we're changing gears. We agilely move to the top loading position as you mount an attack on my ample breasts. You shove your huge weapon between my tits and from there take aim at my mouth with the skill of a man whose been on such maneuvers as these many times before.

I spy some ejaculate splattering forth on my breast so I do a maneuver of my own; and pull you up to my mouth. I don't want to waste ammunition on a misfired shot, I ration. Oh yes that's what I want from you. Fire some at me baby, I instruct; and you seem to be a step ahead of me. As you let me except a small offering of appreciation...but only an effective warning shot. You taste so manly I softly whisper. You grunt in reply.

Your troops are getting more and more restless by the minute as we show them how to play the games of lust. They yearn to take part in it as we begin to move toward old faithful, the missionary position. We work it so well together that it's almost impossible to resist the ultimate bliss of victory. But, we hold our clit to cocked position until they're ready to cover us with their showers of mutual pleasure. I feel discharge after warm discharge bombarding my body as I begin to sense my own pleasure soaring on high.

Then finally, out of control with passion, I launch my own weapon of mass destruction. The powerful multi-orgasmic neutron bomb. All the armed soldiers who have been holding on to hope of entry before detonation have lost all control by now and surrender themselves to my superpower of ecstasy. One after another they surrender all their weapons to my civilian needs. And with all other means of resistance being futile, grant me their everlasting respect for a most magnificent mission accomplished!

My Fantasy. May This Piece Never End!

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Comments

hilary west | September 6, 2009 - 22:32

I surrender too, after that !!!.

littlebit59 | September 6, 2009 - 23:13

MM

I'm sure you'll find the accommodations with me at camp lust to your liking, Sir Hilary. I believe in non violent crystal blue persuasion. Do it my way and avoid Mr. Blue.

hilary west | September 7, 2009 - 00:12

I'm gettin' curious !.

littlebit59 | September 7, 2009 - 00:16

MM
How so?

littlebit59 | September 7, 2009 - 03:13

MM

I do believe I should inform you that as the feline Jezebel, you've got me risking one of my lives now. What are you curious about, Mr. West?

threeleafshamrock | September 7, 2009 - 18:55

Jeez, I'll sign up meself; it's a tough job but someone gotta do it. Just learned how too stand at attention ;)

littlebit59 | September 7, 2009 - 19:15

MM
It would surely classify as Man-ditory and tough helps but all you really need to be is Hard Headed...If that's what you mean by--stand ! at attention--than you're good to go.

threeleafshamrock | September 7, 2009 - 20:04

Go? I was thinking more of the other direction :/

littlebit59 | September 7, 2009 - 20:21

MM

Ah but of course there is that language barrier between east and south...I rather enjoy meeting myself cumming while going...going while cumming is even better.

I'm reading a story of yours; Hetty Williams, kind of reminds me of the way I like to describe encounters of the sexy kind. There was a time when I would have almost traded a blow job for a smoke...But, then I quit smoking so now I just do the bjs because I love them dearly...no excuses. Maybe smokes were always my ruse.

threeleafshamrock | September 7, 2009 - 20:53

I know what you mean; bit like a hand job in front of a mirror when you can see yourself cumming and going at the same time.

Ahh, Hetty! There are not enough Hettys in the world; she witnessed a lot of cumming and goings and thankfully didn't give up smoking before I met her ;)

threeleafshamrock | September 7, 2009 - 20:53

I know what you mean; bit like a hand job in front of a mirror when you can see yourself cumming and going at the same time.

Ahh, Hetty! There are not enough Hettys in the world; she witnessed a lot of cumming and goings and thankfully didn't give up smoking before I cum and gone ;)

littlebit59 | September 7, 2009 - 21:16

MM

Even though I don't have the wrong eye problem I do feel a kindred spirit with the good heart of a vamp.

threeleafshamrock | September 7, 2009 - 21:48

In the middle of writing a story about a nympho vampire...think you'll enjoy - if I ever get it finished ;) XX