Page 127 of Perverse Fantasies


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“How?”

“Come with me into your bedroom and you’ll find out,” I said, flashing her a wry smile.

“What? You want to go twice in a row?”

“Sure,” I said. “Why not?”

Haley shrugged. “I’ve tried to get you to do it before and you always had some excuse why you couldn’t.”

“That’s true,” I said. “But you’ve never let me fuck your ass before.”

“And that changes things?”

“It sure seems like it,” I said. “After all, I’m still pretty hard, aren’t I?”

Haley looked down at my cock, which was already starting to make a comeback. “I’m seeing it but I’m not sure I’m believing it,” she said. “Did you take Viagra before coming over here or something?”

“Nope,” I said, grabbing my cock and bouncing it up and down a couple times. “This is all natural, baby.”

“All because I let you fuck my ass,” she said, shaking her head softly.

“That’s right.”

“Hell, if I would have known that’s all it took I would’ve let you fuck my ass that first night.”

“I wish you would have,” I said, climbing to my feet.

“So do I,” she replied. “So do I.”

“Well, shall we?” I asked, holding out my hand.

“We shall,” Haley replied, taking it in hers. I helped her up and led her to the bedroom. “We shall indeed.”

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DIRTY DEBBIE & PERVERTED PENELOPE

My travels last week had me in San Diego, California, one of my favorite places in the whole country. With it’s perfect year-round weather and old-school California lifestyle, San Diego is as relaxing as it gets. While some of the creeps that inhabit Los Angeles and Orange County have made their way down south, it’s still quite a ways away—both literally and figuratively—from its northern neighbors.

And the women . . . well, let’s just say that it’s about as nice as place anywhere in the world for hot women.

A couple years back, I ran across one such woman. Her name is Penelope. Part Hispanic, part Irish, and all woman, Penelope is a real firecracker. She’s 26 years old, with wavy, light-brown hair, an adorable, sexy face, hazel eyes, small nose, full lips, and a body to die for. She stands right around five and a half feet tall and weighs 125 pounds, with long, athletic legs, toned arms, washboard stomach, firm, ripe tits and ass that makes me want to cry.

Needless to say I was looking forward to spending a few days with her.

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After taking a cab from the airport, I knocked on Penelope’s door at just after 10pm. A few seconds later she answered it, wearing nothing but a lacy pink top and white and pink striped panties.

I stood there staring at her for a moment, marveling at her, as I always did, drinking her in with my eyes.

“Hey there,” Penelope said, flashing me a sly smile, reveling in the way I was looking at her. “Do you like my outfit?”

“I fucking love it,” I said. “You look incredible.”

“Ahh, thanks, baby,” she said. “You’re looking pretty fucking hot these days yourself.”

“Yeah right,” I said, laughing softly. I’d been on a plane for the last eight hours and I was feeling it, from my wrinkled clothes to my messed-up hair.

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