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Put this post under the category of "Man does not live by porn alone." But I suppose it's sorta related to my love of all things Asian and especially from SE Asia. There's a series of books that I recommend to horny folks who have a similar interest. They are the books by John Burdett. Burdett has written six books set in Bangkok's seedy nightlife with its principal character, Detective Sonshai Jitpleecheep (sounds like Sunshine Jip Tee Jeep). His books are about crimes in the dark recesses of Thailand. Our hero, Sonshai, is a devout Buddhist who is born of a Thai prostitute, now turned Mama… Leer más

Even the title of this post is deceptive. They weren't novels. That implies they had some literary value. Those paperbacks of the 1950' thru the 70's were smut, pure and simple. I first ran across one in my Dad's stuff and was instantly hooked. In one or two pages the author was describing anatomy or a sexual act in lurid detail. There was always a loose plot or story line. But honestly, it was all about the sex. If you believe that the mind is the greatest sexual organ, then that's why these could be so appealing. As the books talked about, "a pulsating thick hard cock plunging like a pile dr… Leer más

Chapter 8 I stretched out in the warm lights, spreading my legs further so that John could get a better shot of my pink, wet cunt. I sighed as I rolled onto my stomach, getting to all fours; I reached back in between my legs and gently pressed my fingers against my outer pussy-lips; pleasure throbbed through my naked body as I played with myself. I stroked my cunt harder, reaching in between my lips to touch my erect clitoris; I tickled it lightly and squirmed in pleasure. John got it all on film, taking pictures of me every second. I spread my cheeks as I masturbated, showing my pink… Leer más

Chapter 7 The room was gorgeous, it had steps leading down into a beautiful lounging area with a plush carpet that just begged to be fucked on. And up higher was an enormous round bed with lots of room for lots of people. There was a hot tub in a tiny cubicle to one side; Richard mentioned that we'd use it later when we needed to relax for another round. "I thought I'd take a look at those pictures," he said as we moved toward the bed. "I want to know what to expect out of you." I smiled. We stood, five or so feet apart, and he watched intently as I took off my jacket. "Don't stop,"… Leer más

Chapter 6 The limo pulled up; it was small for a limo, but beautiful and steel- grey. I smiled as I thought that it probably wasn't meant to hold more than two passengers - except in special cases of course, when everyone would be pretty close together anyway! The driver parked and got out. I looked the limo over and saw that the windows were smoked glass and nothing could be seen inside. I smiled at Richard; he knew I was pleased with it. The driver came around and opened the door for me; I caught my breath as I realized that it was a gorgeous woman, wearing a very un-businesslike gre… Leer más

Chapter 5 Rich was even better-looking than I remembered, he was absolutely gorgeous. it seemed like you had to be to work at Beauty and not just as a model. I guessed that so far I'd passed all the tests, even a few that weren't exactly required. I'd only met Richard a couple of times at parties, but he remembered me well when Phil introduced us. I brought in the photographs; he looked them over quickly in the restaurant. "They look great," he said, putting them away in their manila envelope. "I see you like girl-girl scenes." I leaned forward, trying to be as seductive as possible.… Leer más

Chapter 4 I'd taken the bus to get there; we got into Stephanie's car. She drove the cutest little MG. It was a convertible, which really turned me on. She was so incredibly sexy; she left her hair loose and wild as we drove out onto the main roads; the sight of it flapping crazily in the wind around her gorgeous face drove me wild! I kept running my eyes hungrily over the curve of her large breasts, the slope of her thighs as her skirt blew around in the wind, almost showing me her delicious ass but only teasing me. I felt my lust for her increase as she slipped out of her jacket at… Leer más

Chapter 3 I put all my clothes back on before I went. As I walked out, I couldn't help noticing Phil's receptionist. She was gorgeous, a tall blonde girl with her hair pulled up in a bun on the top of her head; she looked very businesslike but I could tell from her bright eyes that she had her wild side. I noticed her when I came in earlier. All the time I'd sat there waiting for Phil, she'd kept glancing at me flirtatiously and making me squirm uncomfortably, my eyes roving over her body. Her face was perfect - like skin blushed naturally deep red, with lovely features that fascinate… Leer más

Chapter 2 "Come in my pussy," I begged. Phil nodded as I told him I wanted to be fucked. But I was so wet already I'm sure he wasn't surprised! He put his arms around me and started easing me toward the couch. I smiled as we neared it. He was going to fuck me, good and hard, on his office couch. Phil eased me back, pushing me gently onto the couch. I sat down on it, my legs parted, and looked up at him as his cock jutted out toward me. It looked so gorgeous - I couldn't believe how fast he'd gotten hard the second time! Just knowing how hot he was for me made me wetter; he was hornie… Leer más

Chapter 1 I looked down sheepishly; Phil kept leering at me from behind the desk. He was making me really nervous; I was quite used to being leered at, but this time it was a guy offering me a job. Not that he was bad looking - on the contrary, he was pretty gorgeous and had a nice body, and looked great in that casual suit, I'd been attracted to him from the second I walked into the room. But he was being really obvious about it; I could tell he wanted me to know that he approved of me. He let his eyes slide over my body from top to bottom, starting at my ankles and running slowly up… Leer más

CHAPTER FIFTEEN "Becky!" came a sharp voice from outside, and the door rattled. "Please, Audrey!" Becky retorted, her fingers touching the window latch. She gritted her teeth, then threw it open. A blast of chilly December night air blew into her face and she shivered. She couldn't go out there nude. Desperately she looked around the bathroom for anything she could use to cover herself. There was a large towel hanging on the rack, and she seized it with the hope of the suddenly-reprieved. Becky stood on the bathtub, put a foot on the bowl of the sink, and hoisted herself to the small win… Leer más

CHAPTER f******n The dorm room was lonely for a while after Marjie had packed her clothes and personal belongings and gone her way, but Becky soon grew accustomed to that. After all, this was only a change in her life, and since coming here to State, she had been in a constant state of flux. She missed having the free and easy Marjie around for consultation and advice, but though she had lost a friend she knew that losing friends was no more than an occupational hazard of life. And though she was minus a friend, Becky was now possessed of a lover, and she knew that the gain more than matched… Leer más

CHAPTER THIRTEEN "I love you, Audrey," Becky whispered as the two girls lay side by side on the bed, early the next morning. "I love you so much I can't tell you. I love the way you make me feel. I love the things you taught me to do. I love everything about you." Audrey stifled Becky's words with a lingering kiss on the lips, then threw aside the sheet that covered their nude bodies and stepped to the floor. "Come on," she said. "It's time for breakfast" "If you'll let me eat you again, I won't need any food the rest of the day," Becky teased, her fingers reaching out to stroke lazily a… Leer más

CHAPTER TWELVE Becky walked through the night-darkened streets of Henderson as though every devil in Hell were on her trail. Her body screamed its agony through her bewildered brain at every step, and her legs' movement activated the most terrible pains in the core of her womanhood. Again and again she touched a wondering hand beneath the hem of her short skirt, felt the throbbing hole that Jay had abused carnally, and brought her fingers up before her eyes, unable to believe that she was not streaming blood from the savage penetration of his huge phallus. As soon as his cock had flopped l… Leer más

CHAPTER ELEVEN Becky knew that she looked good in the outfit she had chosen for tonight. When she checked her coat at the restaurant, giving Jay his first glimpse of her evening's costume, she saw him fight visibly to suppress the whistle of appreciation that sprang to his lips. She turned herself a time or two for his examination, and even the girl in the checkroom was not immune to the merits of Becky's appearance. If looks were dangerous to the receiver, the girl behind the counter would have transfixed the lovely blonde with a pointed dagger of a stare. "Do you like it?" Becky asked Ja… Leer más

CHAPTER TEN It had not been such a long time since Becky had been in the habit of kneeling by her bed each and every night and saying her prayers. Now the closest she seemed to come to devotional exercise was her recurrent "Thank God for the Pill!" And thanks to Marjie, too, for insisting that she visit the campus clinic and get herself a prescription. The consultation with the doctor there had been free, paid for by a portion of the rather steep tuition fee Becky's parents had paid to the University. And in the campus infirmary she could have her prescription filled at no charge. The Univ… Leer más

CHAPTER NINE It had been fun learning, Becky decided. So much fun that she had given herself over for a short while to a very healthy, very active promiscuity. So far had she come that the old Becky-frigid, frightened, still 'very virginal in spite of having been ****d-the old Becky seemed to be a different person, one she could not imagine had dwelt in her own awakened, hyperactive body. She didn't fuck everyone. Not Archie, for example. The boiling sperm cocktail he had spouted into her sucking mouth left him depleted and exhausted, unable to get up again. So she had left him with a kiss… Leer más

CHAPTER EIGHT Becky slept in Saturday morning. The very pleasant come she had enjoyed up in Roy's room left her with no need to finger-fuck herself to sleep, and the dreams that visited her body were sweetly erotic ones, filled with balling on velvety clouds and in fragrant fields of honey and clover. She knew now that she would have no trouble in finding the sex partners she wanted. Picking up Roy had been easy as eating a piece of cake, and this was her first try. What might she not do when she expanded her field of operations to include other campus locations? Of course, having a coed d… Leer más

CHAPTER SEVEN Sam walked the girls back to their dorm. He and Marjie chatted cheerfully as they passed along the quiet darkened streets, but Becky was still too full of love and life to do more than mutter an absent minded reply to questions or comments directed to her. Her mouth had nothing to say in the aftermath of what her cunt and Sam's cock had conversed about so thrillingly. Afterwards in the privacy of their room, she was still walking on air. She undressed for bed, stripping off the clothes she had worn to the party and, clad only in her own blonde hair, lay down upon her sheet. H… Leer más

CHAPTER SIX "You've got your keys, haven't you, Beck?" Marjie suddenly asked as the two girls walked along the street en route to the house where the party would be held. "I came back to get mine, and would you believe, 1 forgot them?" Becky wasn't paying much attention. Her eyes kept stealing down her front to gaze at the tantalizing exposure of her nipples. She wondered if the guys at the party would think she was just a slut for showing herself off. And she was once more afraid. Even though she knew that in her own eyes she was truly lovely, she wondered if the people at the party would… Leer más