red_bull_1
Date:
2008-01-07
Time: 03:17:10
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Note: this article contains offensive
language.
If you may be insulted by offensive language
then please stop reading now.
You have been warned!
Wellhung:
Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?
Sweetheart:
I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt
and high heels. I work out every day, I'm
toned and perfect. My measurements are
36-24-36. What do you look like?
Wellhung:
I'm 6'3" and about 12 stone pounds. I wear
glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweat
pants I just bought from C & A. I'm also
wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of
barbecue sauce on it from dinner...it smells
funny.
Sweetheart:
I want you. Would you like to screw me?
Wellhung:
OK
Sweetheart:
We're in my bedroom. There's soft music
playing on the stereo and candles on my
dresser and night table. I'm looking up into
your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way
down to your crotch and begins to fondle your
huge, swelling bulge.
Wellhung:
I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat.
Sweetheart:
I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your
chest.
Wellhung:
Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse. My hands are
trembling.
Sweetheart:
I'm moaning softly.
Wellhung:
I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it
off slowly.
Sweetheart:
I'm throwing my head back in pleasure. The
cool silk slides off my warm skin. I'm
rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and
rubbing.
Wellhung:
My hand suddenly jerks spastically and
accidentally rips a hole in your blouse. I'm
sorry.
Sweetheart:
That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.
Wellhung:
I'll pay for it.
Sweetheart:
Don't worry about it. I'm wearing a lacy
black bra. My soft breasts are rising and
falling, as I breathe harder and harder.
Wellhung:
I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra. I
think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors?
Sweetheart:
I take your hand and kiss it softly. I'm
reaching back undoing the clasp. The bra
slides off my body. The air caresses my
breast. My nipples are erect for you.
Wellhung:
How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra
and inspecting the clasp
Sweetheart:
I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to
feel your tongue all over me.
Wellhung:
I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your,
you know, breasts. They're neat!
Sweetheart:
I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now
I'm nibbling your ear.
Wellhung:
I suddenly sneeze. Your breast are covered
with spit and phlegm.
Sweetheart:
What?
Wellhung:
I'm so sorry; Really.
Sweetheart:
I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with
the remains of my blouse.
Wellhung:
I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I
drop it with a plop
Sweetheart:
OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and
rubbing your hard tool.
Wellhung:
I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are
cold! Yeeee!
Sweetheart:
I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my
panties.
Wellhung:
I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is
going all over, in and out nibbling on
you...umm... wait a minute.
Sweetheart:
What's the matter?
Wellhung:
I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat.
I'm choking.
Sweetheart:
Are you OK?
Wellhung:
I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all
red.
Sweetheart:
Can I help?
Wellhung:
I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly.
I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking
for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?
Sweetheart:
In the cabinet to the right of the sink.
Wellhung:
I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that's
better.
Sweetheart:
Come back to me, lover.
Wellhung:
I'm washing the cup now.
Sweetheart:
I'm on the bed aching for you.
Wellhung:
I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back
in the cabinet. And now I'm walking back to
the bedroom. Wait, it's dark, I'm lost.
Where's the bedroom?
Sweetheart:
Last door on the left at the end of the hall.
Wellhung:
I found it.
Sweetheart:
I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I
want you so badly.
Wellhung:
Me too.
Sweetheart:
Your pants are off. I kiss you
passionately-our naked bodies pressing each
other.
Wellhung:
Your face is pushing my glasses into my face.
It hurts.
Sweetheart:
Why don't you take off your glasses?
Wellhung:
OK, but I can't see very well without them. I
place the glasses on the night table.
Sweetheart:
I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me,
baby!
Wellhung:
I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly
across the room and toward the bathroom.
Sweetheart:
Hurry back, lover.
Wellhung:
I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm
feeling around for the toilet. I lift the
lid.
Sweetheart:
I'm waiting eagerly for your return.
Wellhung:
I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the
flush handle, but I can't find it. Uh-oh!
Sweetheart:
What's the matter now?
Wellhung:
I've realized that I've peed into your
laundry hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking back
to
the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way.
Sweetheart:
Mmm, yes. Come on.
Wellhung:
OK, now I'm going to put my...you know
...thing...in your...you know...woman's
thing.
Sweetheart:
Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!
Wellhung:
I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so
nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I'm having a
little trouble here.
Sweetheart:
I'm moving my ass back and forth, moaning. I
can't stand it another second! Slide in!
Screw me now!
Wellhung:
I'm flaccid.
Sweetheart:
What?
Wellhung:
I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.
Sweetheart:
I'm standing up and turning around; an
incredulous look on my face.
Wellhung:
I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my
weiner all floppy. I'm going to get my
glasses and see what's wrong.
Sweetheart:
No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm
putting on my underwear. Now I'm putting on
my wet nasty blouse.
Wellhung:
No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find
the night table. I'm feeling along the
dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray,
picture frames and your candles.
Sweetheart:
I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on
my shoes.
Wellhung:
I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on.
My God! One of your candles fell on the
curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing
at it, a shocked look on my face.
Sweetheart:
Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!
Wellhung:
Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!
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