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Breakfast with Love
10:01AM on August 02, 2012


Show your guy or girl  your love by pampering him with an extraspecial breakfast on a weekend morning. Wake up a little early, and slip this bread pudding into the oven (you make it the day before for ultimate ease). The irresistible smell of cinnamon will come wafting into the bedroom and arouse his senses. Some say its a natural aphrodisiac hint, hint. Spend the rest of the a.m. hours feasting, sipping, and well, whatever just happens to come next.

Cinnamon-Swirl Breakfast Bread Pudding

It is said that the Queen of Sheba used cinnamon to mesmerize King Solomon. So it has power. Prepare this bread pudding ahead of time so that in the morning, all you have to do is turn on the oven.

4 eggs
1½ cups milk
3 tablespoons brown sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 teaspoon cinnamon
½ loaf day-old bread, cut into cubes
¼ cup pecans, chopped
Nonstick cooking spray
Maple syrup


In a large bowl, whisk eggs and milk. Add the brown sugar, vanilla extract, and cinnamon, and whisk until all the ingredients are completely incorporated. Stir the bread and pecans into the egg mixture. Coat an 8-inch-by-8-inch baking pan with nonstick cooking spray. Pour in the bread pudding, and cover with foil. Let sit in the refrigerator at least one hour and up to overnight. Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Bake the bread pudding, covered, for 30 minutes. Remove the foil, and bake an additional 10 minutes, until the pudding is browned. Serve hot with maple syrup.



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microchip carrying health care information and financial information
11:36AM on July 25, 2012

The Health Care Mandate described in H.R. 3200 never passed the House and was never signed into law, but that's not stopping Christian pastors from claiming that Americans will be required under the bill to be implanted with a microchip carrying health care information and financial information dubbed by them to be the 'Mark of the Beast' described in the biblical Book of Revelation.

H.R. 3200 was replaced with H.R. 3590 and the final healthcare mandate included a number of markups of H.R. 3590 before becoming the law known as the Patient Protection and Affordable Care Act (Public Law 111-148).

The Act itself does not require anyone to be injected with microchips and, as Snopes reports, "even the now-irrelevant language of the unpassed HR 3200 (and similar language in the passed bill, HR 3590) did not mandate that anyone be implanted with any type of microchip or device, for any reason. The passages quoted above reference a section which simply calls for the creation of a registry that would allow the Department of Health and Human Services to collect data about medical devices "used in or on a patient" including devices which patients consent to have implanted in them during surgery, such as pacemakers for purposes such as tracking the effectiveness of such devices and facilitating the distribution of manufacturer recall notices."

According to Pastor Perry Stone, President Obama is demanding that people who visit the hospital be "chipped" by the end of 2013. He claims that the reason that the president pushed the healthcare mandate through is because he wants people tracked and that it is a money making scheme because the chip costs $10 per month.

"I refuse to put something in my right hand and my forehead that is comparable to Revelation 19," he proclaimed to a cheering congregation. "I'm not going to do it."

He also warned about the electronic skin tattoo, also considered a Mark of the Beast.

A card, he says, is okay, because the bible only specifies the hand or forehead. The chips, he says, could explode, causing sores described in the bible.

According to Stone, by the end of the year 2017, virtually everyone will be required to have a chip in their hand or forehead. Orthodox Jews, he says, will not put anything in their hand or on their head because they already believe it is wrong to do so. But many Christians, he claims, are deceived and do not know their bibles well.  Those deceived Christians will accept "the Mark," thinking it is a good thing.

>>WHEN I GET MORE INFO I WILL POST<<

When was porn invented?
12:59AM on July 21, 2012

      History of Porn (c.1840 to 1930) == Naked people have been around for quite some time, porns lengthy pre-modern history, which includes ancient cave paintings and Greek pottery. (Ever since people evolved/ were invented, in fact.) It wasn't until 1845, however, that the first nude photos were circulated at opticians, instrument makers and art dealerships (gee, how about those times when you could go pick up a pair of glasses and some porn from the optician? The good old days...). The original porn photos were predominantly made by and for men, and the images varied from sedate back/butt view photos to hetero and lesbian sex. To 'please' the men-folk of the day, the producers commissioned a lot of pictures of fellatio and hetero sexual acts. Unlike modern porn, the depiction of lesbian acts were more rare than male homosexual acts, in spite of the fact that the latter was a crime in those days. In the 1870s postcard porn was invented, and from 1890 to 1930 it was hugely popular. The cards were the result of developments in the mass production of photography, and showed more 'lewd' images. Previously, it was common to take the original photo, then take a photo of that one, and so on, to get multiple copies. This is why many early porn images have pin holes in the corners, as the photo was taken of another stuck on a wall. In France, from 1919 to 1939, over 20,000,000 'nudie' postcards were sold. Again, hetero, lesbian and fellatio images were the most common and expected. However, these cards sometimes depicted women committing acts of bestiality with dogs. Of course today these photos are illegal, but apparently in France in 1919 dogs were considered sexual objects (oh yeah, Fido...). From the get-go, governments were against the "obscene" work of early pornographers. In 1802 Britain had a specific task force to fight porn, and after 1850 much porn was suppressed and destroyed by authorities. The US, also eager to catch the nude photos and 'art' which circulated via the mail service, began a campaign against such porn (so much for privacy and mail laws). In spite of the attempts of the conservatives, the black market pornographers made a killing. A mass market from across the globe (Cuba, France, England, the US and Japan) bought the racy pictures and, presumably, got hours of pleasure from them. The Victorian era hid a sexy eroticism, which in turn hid the really 'hardcore' porn of the day, best summed up by Michael Koetzle in '1000 Nudes', 1994: "Artistic nudes make no promises, erotic nudes make a few, and obscene or pornographic works so completely fulfill them all that many viewers find them offensive rather than exciting". That is to say, to each his (or her) own when it comes (no pun intended) to porn. So who exactly was posing for these racy shots, if they were so damn illegal and secret? Well, that's a secret lost to the ages. It's assumed most were prostitutes who saw porn as their 'big break' out of their hard-luck lives. Other models are said to be mental patients who were unaware of what they were doing and the implications of their actions. The names of the photographers are also a mystery, as they were predominantly amateur artists, relative unknowns in the art world. We've come a long way from black and white and sepia copies of copies of copies of porn photos. Just look at the highly erotic (?!) ASCII porn E2 has collected. == Answer == Pornography was not actually "invented" but defined. Some people find Michelangelo's David as being indecent, others believe it to be a great work of art. The general legal interpretation is, any obscene representation that is demeaning in nature. A definition which gives lawmakers and enforcers quite a lot of leeway, thereby making legal prosecution and subsequent penalization difficult. The only clear guidelines are obviously those that involve minors and non-consenual exploitation issues. SCJ Potter Stewart began much legal wrangling with his "I know it when I see it" ruling, pertaining to the constitutionality of obscenity laws. Pornography is really argument based on religious, moral, societal attitudes, what is one person's pornography is another person's recreational choice (so to speak). (2006) == Answer == The second answer - defined, not invented - makes excellent sense. In the days of Oliver Cromwell's puritan rule in England (1649-58) and the attempt of the "Barebones Parliament" to turn England into a "godly republic" many stories of romance were banned, but only ten years later fairly explicit stories were appearing without difficulty.

New area i wil be in for prvt shows
12:24PM on July 19, 2012




If some of you don't know the rude prvt lobby has changed. It took me some time to get approved to work on the sister site of rude. Tweet me or inbox me to set a time to have a show with me live one on one

linkhttp://www.rude.com/main/live_private/view/BROOK_BANKS/

What A Boob
8:38PM on July 17, 2012

here is a man who has three girlfriends, but he does not know which one to marry. So he decides to give each one $5000 and see how each of them spends it.



The first one goes out and gets a total makeover with the money. She gets new clothes, a new hairdo, manicure, pedicure, the works, and tells the man, "I spent the money so I could look pretty for you because I love you so much."



The second one went out and bought new golf clubs, a CD player, a television, and a stereo and gives them to the man. She says, "I bought these gifts for you with the money because I love you so much."



The third one takes the $5000 and invests it in the stock market, doubles her investment, returns the $5000 to the man and reinvests the rest. She says, "I am investing the rest of the money for our future because I love you so much."



The man thought long and hard about how each of the women spent the money and decided to marry the one with the biggest breasts.

Music To My Ears
5:46PM on July 14, 2012


There is nothing better then the sound of wet pussy. I love the wet strokes as i hear a dick go deep and tease my wet box.
Sounds of hummms while i kiss you slow with passion and lust.
 The goose bumps that cover my skin as we touch ...
The sound to my mental mean so much..
A lot of guys care not to moan, but some nasty talk can set a tone.
I have noticed a guy who moans and talks to me gets me open....
When i say open meaning willing and ready for what he ha sin store for me. So guys please don't hold back, if you give more she may just rock your world jusy 2 cents lol

How to make cum taste sweet
3:36AM on June 29, 2012


Scientists have done research on cum to determine what will make your cum taste better. They have basically found that you are what you eat.

Of course, if YOU taste good, your lover will want to eat you more often, so improving your body's taste and smell should be important to you.

Nutritionsists have discovered that alkaline-based foods such as meats and fish produce a bitter taste or a fish taste. Dairy products, which contain a high bacterial putrefaction level create the foulest tasting fluids with the exception of asparagus. The taste of asparagus-laced semen is downright disgusting. Don't do this to anyone you care about.

For the sweetest tasting cum, you should eat lots of acidic fruits, sweets, and alcohol. These foods give bodily fluids a pleasant, sugary flavor. Chemically processed liquors will cause an extremely acidic taste, so if you're going to drink alcohol, drink high-quality, naturally fermented beers or sake.

I have always been complimented on the taste of my cum and I attribute it to drinking lots of fruit juices, mostly pineapple and lemonade. I have a lemon tree and every year I harvest the lemons and squeeze them and freeze them in ice cube trays. Later, I toss a few ice cubes and a couple of lemon cubes in a blender with some sugar and a little water. This is the recipe for the best lemonade on earth.

Cranberry is also known to change the taste of your semen to a sweeter flavour. fruits such as melon, mango, apple, or grape are good, but not as good as pineapple and lemonade (or other citrus fruits).

In the vegetable category, parsley and celery are recommended. I also eat massive amounts of celery, so it probably helps give me the cum taste that has been so popular. I have no idea if it makes a difference in the taste of my cum, but I consume so much carrot juice and baby carrots that my complexion turns orange. I believe carrots make a difference.

My own research shows that eating Orange Slices candy gives me a sweet tasting cum that many men find irresistable. It doesn't have the same effect on the waistline, however. As a side note, I have a theory that Orange Slices are also an aphrodisiac.

WAKING UP THE G SPOT PART 1
12:52PM on April 12, 2012


 WAKING UP THE G SPOT


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The best position to acieve female squirting is when a woman lies on her back and you position yourself between her thighs.
Stimulate her clitoris and outer lips to awaken the whole vagina area. Use generous amount of lubrication in addition to her vaginal juices.


First, insert your middle finger at 12 oclock position (palm up) and start making movements as if you want to say, Come Here. Add your index finger after a few minutes and continue doing the same movement with two fingers simultaneously.

You can also use a dildo or G spot stimulator for this. The G spot is situated about 4-5 cm (2 inches) deep inside the vagina along the upper wall. In fact you are stimulating her vagina with two fingers or a dildo along the upper wall.

Try several ways to stimulate the G spot. Try to press. Try to move your fingers in circles. Keep doing it until you find the way, which feels most pleasurable for her. Stimulate that particular area to allow your woman to reach the highest level of arousal.



The first 4-5 cm (1-2 inches) of the upper wall of her vagina will slowly get more and more swollen. You will begin to feel that area becoming slightly rougher than the rest of the vagina.

This means that you are doing everything right and the tissue surrounding her urethra is being filled with ejaculation fluid produced by Paraurethral/Skenes glands .



Remember to communicate with your woman! Let her tell you which of your movements feels the best.


The fluid in urethra will initially feel exactly like when she has to pee so at this moment woman might start thinking and telling you that she needs to urinate. This is the right time to put her at rest and explain that she has to let it go.

Tell her to relax and to allow this feeling to build. She should not resist it in any way. Any attempt to stop peeing will immediately stop the ejaculation.


Verbal communication is very important at this point. Your woman may need reassurance that you are excited about this adventure and that you will be happy if she makes you all wet.



Do not rush things. Take time to build her sexual excitement. You cannot GIVE her squirting orgasm. She can only ALLOW herself to have one. This is the basic rule for achieving female squirting.

his grandfather passed
10:18PM on April 02, 2012

On hearing that her elderly grandfather had just passed away Santa Singh went straight round to visit his grandmother. When he asked how his grandpa had died, his granny explained 'He had a heart attack during sex on Sunday morning'

Horrified Santa suggested that shagging at the age of 94 was surely asking for trouble.

'Oh no' granny replied, 'We had sex every Sunday morning, in time with the local church bells, in with the dings and out with the dongs.'

She paused, and wiped away a tear. 'If it wasn't for that damn fire engine going past, he'd still be alive!'

Three ducks went into court.
10:14PM on April 02, 2012

Three ducks went into court. The judge called the first one to the stand.

"What is your name?" he asked.

"Quack." the duck answered.

"And why were you arrested?" the judge asked.

"I was blowing bubbles." he answered.

The judge didn't see anything wrong with that, so he dismissed the duck and called up the next one.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Quack," the duck answered.

"Why were you arrested?" the Judge asked.

"I was blowing bubbles." the duck replied.

Again, the judge saw nothing offensive, so he called up the next duck.

"What's your name?? No wait, let me guess, Quack." he said.

"No," said the duck, "My name is Bubbles."

these 3 girls
10:49PM on March 29, 2012

these 3 girls went out and partied and got drunk.the next moring they were taking about who did the craziest thing last night.the 1st girl said i was so drunk i run into a stop sign.the second girl says thats nothing i rode up to the mc donalds drive-in in on a bike.the third girl goes thats nothing last night i blowed chunks.the other girls say thats nothin.and then the third girl says no chunks is my dog

Population control ( conspiracy theory) Part3
1:57PM on March 28, 2012

Population control
Conspiracy theorists believe that the New World Order will also be implemented through the use of human population control in order to more easily monitor and control the movement of individuals. The means range from stopping the growth of human societies through reproductive health and family planning programs, which promote abstinence, contraception and abortion, or intentionally reducing the bulk of the world population through genocides by mongering unnecessary wars, through plagues by engineering emergent viruses and tainting vaccines, and through environmental disasters by controlling the weather (HAARP, chemtrails), etc. Conspiracy theorists argue that globalists plotting on behalf of a New World Order are neo-Malthusians who engage in overpopulation and climate change alarmism in order to create public support for coercive population control and ultimately world government.

Skeptics argue that fears of population control can be traced back to the traumatic legacy of the eugenics movement's "war against the weak" in the United States during the first decades of the 20th century but also the Second Red Scare in the U.S. during the late 1940s and 1950s, and to a lesser extent in the 1960s, when activists on the far right of American politics routinely opposed public health programs, notably water fluoridation, mass vaccination and mental health services, by asserting they were all part of a far-reaching plot to impose a socialist or communist regime. Their views were influenced by opposition to a number of major social and political changes that had happened in recent years: the growth of internationalism, particularly the United Nations and its programs; the introduction of social welfare provisions, particularly the various programs established by the New Deal; and government efforts to reduce inequalities in the social structure of the U.S..



Mind control
Social critics accuse governments, corporations, and the mass media of being involved in the manufacturing of a national consensus and, paradoxically, a culture of fear due to the potential for increased social control that a mistrustful and mutually fearing population might offer to those in power. The worst fear of some conspiracy theorists, however, is that the New World Order will be implemented through the use of mind controla broad range of tactics able to subvert an individual's control of his or her own thinking, behavior, emotions, or decisions. These tactics are said to include everything from Manchurian candidate-style brainwashing of sleeper agents (Project MKULTRA, "Project Monarch") to engineering psychological operations (water fluoridation, subliminal advertising, "Silent Sound Spread Spectrum", MEDUSA) and parapsychological operations (Stargate Project) to influence the masses.[83] The concept of wearing a tin foil hat for protection from such threats has become a popular stereotype and term of derision; the phrase serves as a byword for paranoia and is associated with conspiracy theorists.

Skeptics argue that the paranoia behind a conspiracy theorist's obsession with mind control, population control, occultism, surveillance abuse, Big Business, Big Government, and globalization arises from a combination of two factors, when he or she: 1) holds strong individualist values and 2) lacks power. The first attribute refers to people who care deeply about an individual's right to make their own choices and direct their own lives without interference or obligations to a larger system (like the government), but combine this with a sense of powerlessness in one's own life, and one gets what some psychologists call "agency panic", intense anxiety about an apparent loss of autonomy to outside forces or regulators. When fervent individualists feel that they cannot exercise their independence, they experience a crisis and assume that larger forces are to blame for usurping this freedom.

Illuminati (conspiracy theory) Part 2
11:56AM on March 27, 2012

The Order of the Illuminati was an Enlightenment-age secret society founded by university professor Adam Weishaupt on 1 May 1776, in Upper Bavaria, Germany. The movement consisted of advocates of freethought, secularism, liberalism, republicanism and gender equality, recruited in the German Masonic Lodges, who sought to teach rationalism through mystery schools. In 1785, the order was infiltrated, broken up and suppressed by the government agents of Charles Theodore, Elector of Bavaria, in his preemptive campaign to neutralize the threat of secret societies ever becoming hotbeds of conspiracies to overthrow the Bavarian monarchy and its state religion, Roman Catholicism.

In the late 18th century, reactionary conspiracy theorists, such as Scottish physicist John Robison and French Jesuit priest Augustin Barruel, began speculating that the Illuminati survived their suppression and became the masterminds behind the French Revolution and the Reign of Terror. The Illuminati were accused of being subversives who were attempting to secretly orchestrate a revolutionary wave in Europe and the rest of the world in order to spread the most radical ideas and movements of the Enlightenment anti-clericalism, anti-monarchism, and anti-patriarchalism and create a world noocracy and cult of reason. During the 19th century, fear of an Illuminati conspiracy was a real concern of European ruling classes, and their oppressive reactions to this unfounded fear provoked in 1848 the very revolutions they sought to prevent.

During the interwar period of the 20th century, fascist propagandists, such as British revisionist historian Nesta Helen Webster and American socialite Edith Starr Miller, not only popularized the myth of an Illuminati conspiracy but claimed that it was a subversive secret society which serves the Jewish elites that supposedly propped up both finance capitalism and Soviet communism in order to divide and rule the world. American evangelist Gerald Burton Winrod and other conspiracy theorists within the fundamentalist Christian movement in the United States which emerged in the 1910s as a backlash against the principles of Enlightenment secular humanism, modernism, and liberalism became the main channel of dissemination of Illuminati conspiracy theories in America. Right-wing populists, such as members of the John Birch Society, subsequently began speculating that some collegiate fraternities (Skull and Bones), gentlemen's clubs (Bohemian Club) and think tanks (Council on Foreign Relations, Trilateral Commission) of the American upper class are front organizations of the Illuminati, which they accuse of plotting to create a New World Order through a one-world government.

Skeptics argue that evidence would suggest that the Bavarian Illuminati was nothing more than a curious historical footnote since there is no evidence that the Illuminati survived its suppression in 1785.

New World Order (conspiracy theory) Part 1
1:19PM on March 23, 2012

The New World Order (NWO) is claimed by conspiracy theorists to be a developing totalitarian world government The common theme in such theories about a New World Order is that a secretive power elite with a globalist agenda is conspiring to eventually rule the world through an authoritarian world governmentwhich replaces sovereign nation-statesand an all-encompassing propaganda that ideologizes its establishment as the culmination of history's progress. Significant occurrences in politics and finance are speculated to be orchestrated by an unduly influential cabal operating through many front organizations. Numerous historical and current events are seen as steps in an on-going plot to achieve world domination through secret political gatherings and decision-making processes.

Prior to the early 1990s, New World Order conspiracism was limited to two American countercultures, primarily the militantly anti-government right, and secondarily fundamentalist Christians concerned with end-time emergence of the Antichrist.Skeptics, such as Michael Barkun and Chip Berlet, have observed that right-wing populist conspiracy theories about a New World Order have now not only been embraced by many seekers of stigmatized knowledge but have seeped into popular culture, thereby inaugurating an unrivaled period of people actively preparing for apocalyptic millenarian scenarios in the United States of the late 20th and early 21st centuries.  These political scientists are concerned that this mass hysteria could have what they judge to be devastating effects on American political life, ranging from widespread political alienation to escalating lone-wolf terrorism.
 

An escaped convict
12:47PM on March 22, 2012

An escaped convict broke into a house and tied up a young couple who had been sleeping in the bedroom. As soon as he had a chance, the husband turned to his voluptuous young wife, bound-up on the bed in a skimpy nightgown, and whispered,
"Honey, this guy hasn't seen a woman in years. Just cooperate with anything he wants. If he wants to have sex with you, just go along with it and pretend you like it. Our lives depend on it!"
"Dear," the wife hissed, spitting out her gag, "I'm so relieved you feel that way, because he just told me he thinks you have a nice, tight butt!"

 

A husband, one bright sunny morning
12:54PM on March 19, 2012

A husband, one bright sunny morning, turns to his lovely wife, "Wife, we're going fishing this weekend, you, me and the dog."
The wife grimaces, "But I don't like fishing!"
"Look! We're going fishing and that's final."
"Do I have to go fishing with you... I really don't want to go!"
"Right I'll give you three choices... 1 You come fishing with me and the dog... 2 You give me a BLOW JOB.... 3 or you take it up the ass!"
The wife grimaces again, "But I don't want to do any of those things!"
"Wife I've given you three options.. You'll HAVE to do one of them! I'm going to the garage to sort out my fishing tackle, when I come back I expect you to have made up your mind!"
The wife sits and thinks about it.
Twenty minutes later her husband comes back, "Well! What have you decided? FISHING with me and the dog, BLOW JOB, or ass?"
The wife complains some more and finally makes up her mind, "O.K. I'll give you a blow job!"
"Great!" He says and drops his pants. The wife is on her knees doing the business. Suddenly she stops, looks up at her Husband, "Oh! It tastes absolutely disgusting... It tastes all shitty!"
"Yes!" says her husband "The dog didn't want to go fishing either."

An Irish man and a woman
4:45PM on March 09, 2012

An Irish man and a woman had been dating for about a year and their relationship was taking a turn towards getting serious.

The man proposed and she accepted, however she told him that she wanted him to know that her chest was just like a baby's.

He said that he loved her and that her measurements didn't matter to him.

He also told her that his penis was also like a baby.

She said that she loved him and size didn't matter.

Come the day of the wedding and all went well.

That night the happy couple checked into the honeymoon suite at the resort hotel. The blushing bride was in the bathroom putting on a sexy nightie.

Her husband was in the bed waiting.
As she entered the bedroom, she reminded him of her confession about her chest being like a baby.

"Don't worry honey, he said.
She took her nightgown off and her breasts were the smallest he had ever seen.

He said that he was going to get undressed and reminded her of his confession about his penis being like a baby.

As he took his pants off the new bride said, "Good God All Mighty.
I thought you said your penis was like a baby"

"It is," he said, "9 pounds and 19 inches long!"

Two buddies
5:54PM on March 07, 2012

Two buddies were sharing drinks in Murphy's bar while discussing their wives.

"Does your wife ever...well, you know...does she...well, let you do it doggie style?" asked one of the two.

"Well, not exactly," his friend replied, "She's more into the trick dog aspect of it."

"Oh, I see. Kinky stuff, huh?"

"Well, not exactly. Whenever I make a move, she's most likely to roll over and play dead."

Can I smell your pussy?"
5:52PM on March 07, 2012

An Irish man and woman are riding up in an elevator.

The man looks at the woman and says, "Can I smell your pussy?"

She replies, "Hell no!"

The man says, "Well, it must be your feet then."

Neighborhood Butt Fuck part 2
3:46PM on March 04, 2012

Neighborhood Butt Fuck part 2

"Probably inside, straightening up the house," Tom replied, keeping his voice level. He didn't want to scare this guy away.

"If it's OK with you, I'm going to go inside and talk to her for a while," Mark stated. He turned and faced Tom full in the face. "You know, if you're fucking with me, with all of us, we're gonna make you pay. Especially me. If this is all some sick joke, and I walk in there and Angela doesn't know what's going on, I'm gonna get even. And it's not going to be pretty."

Tom started to feel his blood boil, but then calmed himself down. He could see his friend's point. The whole situation was so bizarre, anyone would think it was a joke. What else could it be?

"Look, you just put Mr. Tribbles in the back yard and go in the house through the back deck. I'm going to finish this yard. When you come out, you can either punch me in the face or say 'Thank you very much.'"

As he entered the home's family room, Mark spotted Angela through the doorway, polishing the dining room table. She wore a loose-fitting white halter top which stretched downward and swayed tantalizingly as she bent over the table and rubbed the wood energetically. Her legs were bare, as were her feet, and he imagined she must be wearing a pair of the short shorts she seemed to love.

She didn't look up as he approached the doorway and he got a full view of her stunning breasts, the cleavage like a tunnel leading down to the promised land. With a sheen of perspiration on her face, and her lips pursed in concentration, it was almost like looking at a woman in the middle of a hot round of enthusiastic fucking.

She looked up, startled, "Mark! You about scared me to death! You should know better than to sneak up on a woman with a polishing rag in her hand. You could've ended up polished yourself!" She giggled, but remained in the stretched out position he'd caught her in, almost all of her succulent breasts exposed to him, the nipples barely hidden but announcing their presence by the hard nubs pressing against the thin fabric. And just past that, the buttons on her jean shorts and a couple of worn holes in the denim that could only mean that she wasn't wearing panties, either.

He looked up to see her staring at him and felt his face begin to blush. He was even more embarrassed when she slowly put her elbows on the table, and beckoned him to come closer, for the lecture on manners that would surely be following. "Closer. Closer. Closer," she instructed, like a mother about to deliver a reprimand that could only have any effect if given full in the face. Soon his face was only inches from hers, and he gritted his teeth against the fury that was going to come.

In tightly measured tones she said, "If you would be so kind as to fuck me in the ass, I will do anything, and I mean anything, that you want. Just put your big, fat, hard cock in my tiny, tight, ass!" she added emphatically. She leaned forward, and the kiss when their lips met, was filled with the most desire and longing as any that Mark had ever experienced.

His eyes closed automatically, and he pressed his mouth against hers, cramming his tongue inside even as she tried to do the same to him. He felt her shift in place and suddenly there was fabric draped around his neck. She had pulled her top off over her head and left it hanging on him! He opened his eyes and broke the kiss, thrilled to see her topless before him.

Her tits were even more magnificent than he'd imagined. And much bigger than his wife's. At least a D-cup, if not larger. He watched them sway as she scrambled across the table, sitting on the edge before him. The lust radiated from her like a blazing fire.

"They're 36 double-d," she said, grabbing his hand and placing it on the firm flesh. "I've been thinking about getting them made bigger. What do you think?"

Mark blinked at the question, even as his hands, seemingly of their own volition, reverently touched and caressed her tits. She grabbed his hands and squeezed them hard, until his fingers buried in her mounds. "I like it rough," she growled at him. "Do to me what you can't do to any other woman." She kissed him again, this time even more lecherously than before, and he knew then that she was serious. She would do literally anything to get a cock in her asshole.

"Don't be shy," she whispered, pulling his hand away from her tit and thrusting it down her shorts. Somehow they'd become unzipped, and his fingers brushed her pussy patch before ending up just outside the entrance to her cunt. "Don't you want some of that before you put your big boner in my ass?"

At that, Mark let go of all his inhibitions. This woman, with her big tits and round ass, wanted him, and she wanted him bad. He curled his fingers inside of her pussy, rubbing the full lips and digging deep into the hot, slippery hole.

"Before we do anything, you're gonna suck my cock," he demanded, pulling his face away from her insistent lips. "And take off those shorts. I wanna see all of you."

Angela's face lit up and she nodded obediently, stripping off the shorts and kicking them to the side. Her pussy patch was carefully shaved in a short, thin landing strip, cut close enough so that the normally curly hair was straight. "Wait," he ordered, pleased to see that she froze in place. Grabbing her by the hips, he lifted her onto the table. Her pussy lips looked full and inviting, and he figured that since this might the be the only time he'd get to have her like this, however bizarre the situation, he might as well take advantage of it.

"How do you taste?" he demanded of her. In answer, she dipped her fingers into her cunt, took them out, sniffed them like a wine connoisseur, then tasted them.

"Delicious!" she declared, a wicked smile appearing even as she spread her pussy lips apart and showed him her steaming pink cunt. Mark didn't need any more encouragement, quickly bending forward to lap at her open pussy. She was right. She tasted delicious, without a hint of the fishy taste that some women had.

He'd been at it for several minutes when Angela whispered in his ear, "You can keep going if you want. But don't feel like you need to get me off. I'll cum if you want this way. But I'd rather cum with your big hard cock deep in my ass."

He lifted his head a bit gratefully, because that was exactly what he'd been trying to do: Making her cum before taking his pleasure from her. "There's still one thing you have to do, young lady," he said with a smile, looking meaningfully down at the floor.

Without a word she slid to her knees, quickly undoing his shorts even as he pulled his shirt off. He was already semi-erect, and when her hot mouth enveloped his trembling cock, he felt as though he might explode right then. He knew what he was sticky with pre-cum, but Angela never blinked an eye, just turning to the task at hand and sucking and licking his member with the enthusiasm of a young girl. He was dimly aware of the absurdity of the situation; getting a blowjob from the wife of a friend in their dining room, while said friend was outside cutting the grass. If Tom came in the door, he didn't know what he would do or say. But then Angela began rubbing her tits up and down his shaft, and all those other thoughts faded away.

After relocating to the family room, Mark found himself gazing upon a truly inspiring vista. Angela had bent herself over the arm of the sofa, and he looked down at the sweetest ass he'd ever seen. Her round cheeks had distinct tan lines on them, the pale skin like a target for his spear. Just beyond that, her hips and waist would provide excellent handholds to pull that hot body to him when the time came. He could trace the bumps of her spine almost to her neck, where her long hair splayed across her shoulders. She didn't look back to see what he was waiting for, but just waited obediently for him to initiate the action. He liked that.

He rubbed his cock head up and down her crack, and she moaned gratefully, the sound emanating from deep in her diaphragm. The idea that this might be his one and only chance at this, that he might feel too guilty to return, hovered in the back of his mind. So, despite his lust for the brown puckered anus staring up at him, he slid his rod lower and plunged it into her waiting pussy. They gasped together, he from the intense heat, she from the long-anticipated penetration. She was smooth and liquid, her bare pussy lips rasping on his rod as it moved in and out of her.

He plunged in and out of her, his hands naturally grabbing her hips and pulling her to him with every thrust. He knew he would end up blowing his load all over the inside of her cunt if he kept this up, her pussy was so welcoming and warm. But he hadn't put it all on the line for a simple fuck. He'd come for something more, something tighter and dirtier and forbidden. It was time.

As soon as he withdrew, Angela canted her ass down a little, so he wouldn't have to stand on tiptoes to mount her. Her anus glistened from the cooking oil she'd applied during the walk from the dining room. She was lubed and ready and eager, panting expectantly. He lay the length of his cock inside the valley of her crack, getting some of the slick oil on his cock head. Then, slowly, dramatically, he took hold of himself and pushed his rod in her waiting asshole. Immediately he knew that the risk of coming over here would be worth the reward. Her anus was super tight, barely stretching at all to allow his cock to pierce the outer ring. Best of all, she responded like a hot bitch should, shoving her ass up against his thrust, so that he was balls deep inside her.

Mark paused for a moment to enjoy the sensation and the view, his hard cock keeping this beautiful ass pinned to the sofa. Then he unleashed the animal inside that was raging at the gates and began fucking her ass as hard as he could. Beneath him, Angela moaned and gasped and cried aloud, a torrent of filthy words tumbling from her lips. The slapping of skin on skin echoed through the room, adding a rhythm to their madness. Outside the French doors, Mark could see Tom nonchalantly trimming the grass, as if completely unaware that his wife was being brutally butt fucked just inside the house.

Outside, Tom turned off the trimmer and listened. With all the windows open for the summer, it was easy to hear the slap, slap, slap of two people fucking inside. He smiled at the thought. No matter how well she was getting fucked, he knew that his wife would be eager and ready for more within minutes of Mark spewing a load of cum inside her. He checked on Mr. Tribbles. The dog had finally finished drinking as much of the pool water as it could hold, and was now sleeping on the warm deck. Content that the dog wouldn't be joining him, Tom stripped off his shirt and crocs and plunged into the cool water.

Tom was just toweling off when Mark joined him on the deck. "See ya again soon," Mark said, picking up the leash and attaching it to Mr. Tribbles' collar. "And, thanks, man."

Tom watched thoughtfully as he left, then headed into the house. Angela lay on her side on the floor, her hair plastered to her face and her rump red from the hard punishment she'd taken. It was clear from the lack of jizz on her body that she'd taken his cumshot deep inside her ass.

"So, how was it, my little cum slut?" he asked bemusedly, towering over her. "Is that something you want to do again?"

She smiled up at him, rolled over onto her stomach and began languidly kissing and licking his feet. "Does my lord and master wish to share in my bounty?" she asked seductively. He smiled indulgently, crouching down until his crotch was just inches from her mouth.

"I'll tell you what, my little minx. You can fuck as many guys as you want, as long as I get all the details, and get to watch whenever I want. How's that sound?"

In answer, she reached up and began unbuttoning his wet shorts. He wasn't worried about getting sloppy seconds. He had his mind set on fucking her hot and sweaty tits.

To be continued