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Chrystina’s girlfriends had been trying to get her to go out ever since divorce. All they would get was some sort of half-assed excuse, usually that she couldn’t get a babysitter for the kids. But when one of the friends offered her own mother as a sitter, Chrystina had no excuse and agreed to some partying that Friday night. She then spent the rest of the week in a frantic search for the right clothes and makeup for the big night ahead. Because the truth was Chrystina was terrified about being back out there on the single’s scene again. She knew she use to be a hot piece of ass . . . But sadly that was two kids, one divorce and fifteen years ago. And to make matters worse, Chrystina now found herself hornier than ever. She never even wanted to fuck this much when she was a slutty teen. Now every night she was fantasizing about random hard cocks and wet pussies overtaking control of all her orifices while in real life Chrystal wore through another set of batteries with her “rabbit”. There were times when she had to get off three or four times before she could finally get a good night’s rest. So, yeah, Chrystal was secretively REALLY looking forward to that night out on the town . . .

Who knew what this night had in store for her?!

Desperate times call for desperate measures. And these were definitely some desperate times for Gwen. She had decided to take matters into her own hands . . . Actually more like she was tired of using her own hands. Gwen needed COCK. RIGHT GODDAMN NOW.

Gwen couldn’t figure out why she was having such a long sexual dry spell — Over a month! — since she knew she was a cute girl with a sweet, petite body and above average fucking skills. It had only been a week in before she got tired of her toys and hands completing the task. After that she found herself shoving pretty much anything phallic shaped up her throbbing quiff. But now enough was enough and Gwen was on a man-meat safari would settle for nothing less . . . That is how she ended at the one place where she knew furiously horny men frequented — A porn shop.

She walked through the aisles while the other patrons (all male) subtly leered at her from behind their porn mags. And then Gwen saw “Jack” . . . At least that’s what she named him since he had whipped out his dick and was openly beating off to her. Gwen stared back mesmerized, feeling her panties go sopping wet beneath her mini-skirt. Even though this guy had to be a real degenerate, Gwen couldn’t help herself from stalking up to him . . . Pushing him to the ground . . . And mounting “Jack” with her ravenous pussy lips engulfing his tube steak whole. She fucked him ruthlessly while every one else (even the store clerk) began stroking off to this real-life porno scenario.

Without another word, a satisfied Gwen got up and left the store. She walked over the trail of spent male bodies slumped in the aisles, drenched in their own semen. A few even used their waning energy to give her a round of applause. And all Gwen could think to herself as she was driving home was “I wonder if they might be hiring”.

Adorable teen Juliette lives in one of those small towns that are the definition of boring . . . Especially for this girl who considers herself to be a real wild child. If she wants any real fun she has to go into the bowling alley in the city. So when the two foreign men approached her with a video camera and offered her money to flash for them, Juliette decided “What the hell!” and revealed her pert titties and furry, little nookie. She even let the cute cameraman fingerbang her a little bit. It was all done just for kicks . . . I mean it certainly couldn’t have been for the money which wasn’t even American! But maybe that was even for the better with what the dollar was worth these days.

To those in the U.S. . . . HAPPY 4TH OF JULY!

And since many of you have taken this to the great outdoors for your holiday, I’ve chosen the clip above as a tribute to the wild life.

Despite being born in the 80s, Jackie considered herself a modern-day hippie. A post-modern flower child. But unlike some of her friends, she wasn’t just some poseur who used their claims of a being bohemian as an excuse for rampant promiscuity and being chronically stoned. (Not that Jackie didn’t appreciate both of those as part of her lifestyle). However, she was also a zealous environmentalist who would to just about anything to keep Mother Earth healthy. So when she was taken her every day nature walk and saw the lumberjack preparing to tear down a lustrous Redwood tree, Jackie went into action without hesitation. “Something is about to go down . . . But that’s your call”, she said, flashing her dirtiest smile. It took approximately a split second for the lumberjack to come to his decision . . . By dropping his pants to the ground. Jackie then proceeded to suck his massive cock, which ironically was about as thick as a tree stump. She knew that it would take alot more effort to save the world. Luckily Jackie was more than willing to give up as much pink as it took to keep the planet green.

Right after graduating high school, Lisa had promised herself to do one thing — Fly overseas and live in France over the next year. Its something she’s always wanted to do since she was a little girl. And not that she was big girl, Lisa was determined to make it happen. She had saved up for years of babysitting money which just barely covered for her flight and first apartment. But it didn’t take long to realize how expensive everything was in the City of Lights and Lisa knew she’s had to get a job. It ending up being an especially boring one at a late night mini-mart. She would often kill time when no one was around by going into the stock room and masturbating with various fruits before returning them to bins, now drenched in the necter of her cunt. The sad part was she was still so broke she’s usually have to steal that same fruit for her lunch or dinner. But as the French say c’est la vie!

So one night when this pervy French guy approached her, Lisa flashed him a sampling of her big, juicy titty. After that it didn’t take much negotiating for her to get a nice fee for sucking his cock in the middle of the store. And tonight she would be able to go on the town to explore the many sites and taste that beaconed her to Paris in the first place.

And the moral of the stories, ladies, is “Even if you’ve bitten off more than you can chew in life . . . There’s still always room for cock”.