Sometimes I just want to fuck. Spring is in full bloom, and summer is not far behind. All those pretty girls wandering around, their soft vagina’s waiting to be licked. Oh yes. Spring and summer is such a glorious time. There are so many girls wandering around half naked, dressed in their little sundresses, their tight jeans, their low cut blouses, each one advertising her sexuality for all to see, each one delighting in the power she has over all those men who want to see her naked, enjoy her sexually, fuck her.

In other matters, I bet Pippa M. loves to have her pussy eaten. And then to be fucked, bent over, hard and fast. The Middleton sisters are hot, for British girls, that is. I still think Kate is better looking, but Pippa does have a hot bod and a cute face. I wonder what her sexual history is, how many cocks she has enjoyed, how she likes to get fucked, if she enjoys the feel and taste of a huge load of hot cum filling her sweet mouth…

As far as the blog world, Mandy’s blog is shut down again. The life of a budding lesbian does have its hazards, I suppose. But she needs to come back soon. And Vassy is no longer a virgin. C’mon, Vassy, gives us some details on your sexual deflowering. You told us it hurt, but what else can you tell us? Details, please. Positions? Did you do a lot of oral? Did he come all over you or inside you. How many times did you fuck? Have you fucked anyone since? Now that you have felt a man inside you, do you crave it even more? You are a dirty girl too, after all.

I have such a dirty mind. Sometimes this fills me with tension and guilt. Other times I am unrepentant. Recently I have been enjoying a lot of erotica. I love the eroticism of beautiful, sexual women. It is intoxicating. And yet I really don’t want to have sex with anyone right now. That seems too risky and complicated. Right now, I just enjoy thinking about it, enjoying it safely from a distance, flirting with women, building sexual tension. But if the right girl were to cross paths with me, who knows what could happen.

But back to the blog world: Alte took me off her blog roll, probably because I have such blatant sexual thoughts and desires and such filth is not the proper material for her readers and her own stern, strict seriousness. Oh well. I took her off mine too. That is too bad, because like most stern, strict religious types, she has a hidden reserve of deep sexual needs, and she is a screamer as well, and it would have been fun to write something dirty about her…But for now I think I will distance myself from the more religious elements of the blog world. Despite my need for religion, I am quite different from those spiritual soccer mom’s crusading against the sins of the world, while sneaking a peak every now and then at blog’s like Roissy out of sheer fascination of and attraction towards raw male sexuality. Ah, the secrets, so many secrets the crusaders have…

Me, I just like sex, eroticism, fucking, and a world filled with beautiful women, enticing and alluring and sexually beautiful women. Women, naked and beautiful and with soft, wet vaginas that beg to be filled and fucked. I like making women feel beautiful too. And I am quite good at it. I am sure the crusading soccer moms in their granny panties would like to feel beautiful every now and then, at least as a respite while they are saving the world/preparing for the apocalypse, which is supposed to happen sometime today. Even they like to be a little dirty every now and then. I know, because they come and read my stuff occasionally.  I am more than happy to oblige their secret dirty sides…

Oh yes, but the feel of a moist vagina beneath my tongue, the sound of a girl’s moans while I eat her, the feel of her wet tightness around my fingers as I massage her, such dirty thoughts run through my mind on a regular basis. Just thinking such things makes my cock hard…

Pippa makes me hard too…