Fan Letter Of The Week:

Dearest Kiko,
You know what I’d like to do during lunch Kiko? I’d like to meet you at your office and wisk you away into a private room somewhere when nobody is looking. I’ll close the door behind us and begin to give you soft, deep kisses that make your breathing become heavy and lips become loose. I’ll rub my hands all up and down your back and buttocks while I kiss your lips and nibble gently on your soft neck. Then I’ll move my hands around to the front side and undo your skirt so it drops to the floor. I maneuver my hand inside your panties to feel the moisture of your wet snatch. I caress your beautiful breasts inside your blouse with my other hand while I continue to make love to your mouth with my lips and tongue. Slowly and swiftly I’ll remove all your clothing while I listen to breathing getting quicker and heavier. I can feel your heart pounding both with excitement and fear that someone will burst in on us and discover you naked and vulnerable. You try to push me away as if to say “Not here!” But I don’t abide by your fears.

I lift you swiftly and sit you up on top of a desk and spread your legs apart to reveal your newly shaven pussy…glistening with wetness and anticipation. I lower my face down between your legs and begin to earnestly ravage your dripping, pink pussy in my mouth…licking up your flowing juices and gently sucking and pulling your pussy lips with my mouth. My flickering tongue tantalizes your clit and makes you moan out loud. Embarrassed by the volume of your moans you giggle and remind yourself to be quiet for fear that someone will hear us. I continue to make love to your sweet pussy with my mouth while you run your fingers through my hair and pull my head deeper still into your snatch. My oral foreplay is driving you into a frenzy and you no longer can contain your growing passion as you get down from the desk and savagely tear at my clothes wishing they would come off instantly.

Laughing with delight I help you undress me as quickly as possible for fear that your intense passion will subside before I can spring my cock free. Within seconds my pants are off, my tie is gone, and my shirt is all but off. You hungrily kiss me while grabbing at my firm shaft. You continue to stroke and pump at my hard cock while kissing me all the harder. In an instant I suddenly find you on your knees engulfing my straining rod in your mouth. You eagerly lick the precum from my enlarged head while you caress my soft balls in your hands. You suck and pull and lick all seven inches of my shaft until it is as wet as your twitching snatch. I know that I am no longer in control of our sexual encounter because your passion has ignited your desire to take control and now I’m at the mercy of your sexual prowess.

You pull us both back to the desk where you sit yourself atop and spread your legs open wide. Your eyes tell me it’s an open invitation to gorge myself on your body and I can’t help but reach my hand for your beautiful pussy and find myself amazed and delighted at how incredibly wet your snatch has become. The juices from your pussy are running down between your legs to your anus. My fingers are instantly wet from your excitement and I fondle your wet pussy and probe your slit with my fingers. You are so turned on now that I know you won’t mind when I take my lubricated finger and run in swiftly into your anus. And that’s just what I do. Watching your instant expression I can see you don’t mind and even like the way I am simultaneously finger fucking your snatch and your ass. You pull me hard against you and I can feel the surprising strength of your arms and your fingers as your nails dig into my back and shoulders. Your intense excitement seems to know no bounds. I’m delighted by your perfectly round, erect nipples pressed against my chest. You can’t contain your moans of pleasure as I finger fuck your ass and pussy harder and harder. I then remove my finger from your ass to completely concentrate on pounding a! way at your twat with my larger middle finger. I pound my ! finger in and out with tremendous speed and fury until you throw your head back and let out an unexpected scream of orgasmic ecstasy.

Your body shakes and convulses as I continue pounding my finger inside. Your juices are flowing like a faucet and the tile floor beneath the desk has a small puddle. You suddenly cum again….and then again….multiple orgasms that are controlling your emotions while you completely forget where we are and who may be standing outside the door of the office listening in. Your completely unaware of the possibility of others listening in but I can hear the sounds of whispers and even giggles outside the door. I find myself turned on knowing that others from the office are listening to us fuck. With one fluid motion I pull out my fuck-finger and with one great thrust quickly slide in my heaving cock. Your eyes become quite enlarged and your breath is momentarily taken away by the surprise. The size of my hammer entering makes you instantly climax again as your nails dig into my back and your vagina tightens and squeezes around my cock. I begin pumping my hips hard and fast to keep the rhythm that keeps you satisfied. My cock is so wonderfully wet and is even tingling from the feel of your inner pussy.

I can’t believe how incredibly hard my cock is and how it fills your wonderful pussy up. I can feel the tip of my rod topping out inside you and I know your enjoying both the sensations of pleasure and slight pain from my length. My desires are now in complete control of you as my hips move swiftly running my cock deeply in and out of your box. I know each time you cum because of your slight squeal and your fingernails embedded in my flesh. Each orgasm brings both you and me delight (not to mention the listeners outside the door who continue to giggle and whisper and feed their own audio voyeurism). As my hips pump your twat with everything I have to offer my fingers pull and tug at your perfectly round nipples and breasts making you shriek all the more with pleasure! I can’t help my oral fixation as I reach my mouth toward your pink nipples and suck with fury.

Many minutes of intense fucking continue until sweat is coming off my brow. I can feel an intense orgasm from my straining cock…my balls feel as though they will soon explode will full force by I hold back to make this wonderful moment last longer. The desk is squeaking from the fucking motion and I’m praying it won’t collapse. You too can sense that I will soon release my hot sperm soon and you whisper to me to “Let it go….Oh God let it go baby…cum all over me!” I pound away for both our pleasures and just as I feel myself about to unload you unexpectedly scream with one last orgasm as a furious shot of semen fires inside your pussy. You gasp with surprise because the shot was so powerful you actually felt it inside. I withdraw my wet cock and pump in furiously with my hand as the remainder of my sweet cum shoots all over your breasts and drips down onto your soaked pussy. I can’t believe how hungry you seem to be as you wipe the cum off your tits and lick it off your fingers. You quickly hop down off the desk to your knees and take my rock-hard rod in your mouth to suck out the remaining juices. The suction of your mouth is intense as I feel you sucking my cock dry and licking off every drop. Suddenly our intense encounter is over and quickly your demeanor changes.

You quickly return to reality and realize what we have just done…but more so…WHERE we have just done it. I can see both the embarrassment and fear in your face as you search for tissues to clean the remainder of my cum off you body. Without hardly saying a word you put your clothing back on and I follow your lead and dress quickly as well. You check you hair and makeup on a wall mirror and seem frightened to approach and open the office door to leave. I am amused at your anxiety and laugh out loud which you don’t seem to appreciate. As you go to the door I reach for you once last time and give you a soft, tender embrace to calm you down . We look into each others eyes and you seem to lose yourself for just a moment again as I gently kiss your sexy lips. I reach for the door handle and giggle it ever so slightly as we both hear people scurrying away. You and I both start to laugh out loud. With what little dignity we can muster at this moment we open the door and exit out. No one is in sight. They have all fled. Who they were and how many there were we don’t know. It doesn’t matter.

What an unforgettable, wonderful moment we just shared. What an incredible sexual encounter. Intense, passionate, unbridled. “Next time,” I whisper in your ear, “You’re coming to my office!” “I’ll be cuming at your office soon enough…don’t your worry!” you say smiling with satisfaction and delight at your own play on words. “Lunch is over,” you say as you dart down the office hallway and around the corner. Just like that your gone. But I know you’ll be back again for more….and soon! Dillen PS: Email me a reply and I’d be happy to include a picture of myself. This is a copy of my profile: What do me and Outback Steakhouse have in common??? NO RULES….JUST RIGHT! (Ha,ha! Could have been worse…I could have used Kentucky Fried Chicken and said “finger-lickin’ good” YIKES!) I hate bullshit ads from guys…don’t you? Let’s cut through the crap and be honest. Here is the absolute, bottom-line truth about me based on what women have said to me. (I’m not sure I completely agree with their opions but they are flattering nonetheless.)

They say I am very handsome, sexy and tell me I’m a great lover. There you have it (I guess)! The “icing on the cake” is I still have all my head hair (full, thick, and dark brown…even some on my chest!). I even have all my teeth! (white and straight…yes, a couple fillings) I have a fit and athletic body (no beer belly hanging over the belt). Women always tell me I have a great ass (but I don’t know for sure I can’t see it!). I have blueish-green eyes and wear a goatee on my face (a goatEE…not a goat!) I don’t lack for attention from ladies and to be honest I like that. I am above average size in the right place (good family, male genes…got lucky!). I love to make love and know how to do it slow, long, and right! I enjoy nothing more than spoiling and satisfying a woman through romance, fun, and sexual creativity. I have a great sense of humor, enjoy laughing and make others laugh. I have all my mental marbles and am all emotionally grown up. I’m an educated professional and more than financial secure. If you want to know more….you’ll just have to ask.! There’s no question I won’t answer. I DON’T play mind games. I always tell the truth so there’s nothing you can’t ask me!

Fond Regards,
Edward S.

 

THIS is TRUE by Randy Cassingham

UNSAFE SEX: A motorist in Israel has been ticketed after he became too attached to a hitchhiker he had picked up. “While driving I became attracted to her,” the unnamed driver said. “She was a pretty girl and I forgot myself.” Police ticketed the man after they were found driving down a highway while simultaneously having sex. Meanwhile, Romanian soccer star Mario Bugeanu and his girlfriend were found dead in his garage after apparently having sex in the car with the motor running. “They appeared to be unaware of the dangers of carbon monoxide,” a police spokesman said. (Reuters, 2) …Smoke afterward, OK. Smoke during, not OK.

INDECENT EXPOSURE: Former “Baywatch” actress Pamela Anderson Lee has had her breast implants removed, according to an announcement to the media. “It’s something I’ve been wanting to do for a long time and I’m very happy with my decision,” she said in a press release. However, her spokeswoman says, she has no interest in letting Ripley’s Believe It or Not display the implants at its Hollywood museum, as it has requested. “She is not considering selling them,” Marleah Leslie insisted, calling Ripley’s inquiry a “publicity stunt.” (AP) …As opposed to Pam issuing press releases about her breasts.

WORD PROCESSOR: Roy Rowlandson, 14, is going to be fine. The British boy fell down at school and didn’t realize that a pencil in his pocket was jammed into his lung by the impact. It stayed there for six weeks until it was found by a doctor. “He appeared to be as fit as a fiddle after his accident,” his father said. “He has spent the past six weeks enjoying football games and rollerblading.” (Reuters) …And writing a novel on his left lobe.

HEAL THYSELF: Simply writing about stress can relieve the symptoms of asthma and arthritis, researchers say. A study by North Dakota State University in Fargo found that 20-minute writing sessions each day for three days led to a 19 percent improvement in breathing by asthmatics and a 28 percent reduction in pain by rheumatoid arthritics, and the improvement was long-lasting. “These people have all sorts of skeletons in their closets. They’re dealing with emotional turmoil,” said another researcher in reviewing the study. “Writing helps people come to terms with these events. It’s remarkable what happens.” (UPI) …And now that it’s proven, it’s sure to become the only treatment covered by HMOs.

HELP WANTED: The Florida Department of Labor is advertising for exotic dancers. A strip club petitioned to the state to be allowed to recruit foreign strippers and, according to federal law, “We have to determine … in fact, there are no legally authorized workers available for that job” before allowing imports, a state spokeswoman said. Meanwhile, the County of San Francisco was surprised to find that an official advertisement — “JURORS…seeking the names of volunteers for possible service on the 1999-2000 civil grand jury” — appeared in the alternative paper SF Weekly among ads for telephone sex services and want ads for nude models. The paper donated the ad space, and that’s where space was available, the paper said. Grand-jury coordinator Gary Giubbini put a positive spin on the donation. He said the county was “grateful” for the notice because “we seek a cross-section” of citizens. (Reuters, Wall Street Journal) …”Whoops, our error,” the paper’s ad manager said. “We thought they were seeking cross-dressers.”

FOR IN-STATE USE ONLY: The State of Pennsylvania wants to reward organ donors. While a federal law prohibits payment for organs made available for transplants, the state’s new program should be legal since no money will go to the donor — it instead offers families $300 to pay for the donor’s funeral expenses. “This is not a Saudi sheik saying, ‘I’ll give you a million dollars for your heart or liver’,” said former state senator Mike Dawida, who sponsored the legislation. (AP) …They wouldn’t come to Pennsylvania to do that anyway.

WHO CAN ARGUE WITH THAT? Parents should not fight in private, a Canadian researcher says. “If your parents disagree a lot, you have to be very good at seeing different perspectives on things,” says Richard Koestner, who studied family arguments. He says that kids who watch their parents fight get “good at tolerating ambiguity and tolerating differences.” (Reuters) …Besides: kids shouldn’t have to rely on TV to get their daily quota of violence.

THOU SHALT SUPPORT THE SEPARATION OF CHURCH AND STATE: Alabama Probate Judge Bobby Day has ruled against a petition to form a city whose government would be based solely on the Ten Commandments and the teachings of Jesus. “The Bible rules are great, but you can’t live by them alone,” said a resident of the proposed city of Brooksville, who appeared to oppose the city’s charter. “They’re just telling us to get a gun and protect ourselves.” Another resident supported the founding of the Bible-based community of 600 people. “We don’t want no beer store on that corner,” he insisted. (AP) …Nope: the Bible says Jesus favored wine.

YOU CAN’T PLEASE ALL OF THE PEOPLE ALL OF THE TIME: “Less Formal Orthodox Church Sought” — AP headline

THIS WEEK’S HONORARY UNSUBSCRIBE goes to Jean Vander Pyl. Few knew what she looked like, but most knew her voice: Vander Pyl was the voice behind Wilma Flintstone on Hanna-Barbera’s cartoon series, “The Flintstones”. The show ran in prime time from 1960 to 1966, and has run in syndication since. Her son, Michael O’Mera, said she was “an anonymous celebrity. You could go out with her and nobody would recognize her.” But “all she’d have to do was go ‘Fr-ed!’ and people would say, ‘Wilma Flintstone! I grew up with you!’ She’d light up the room.” She indeed lit up too much: “Everybody on The Flintstones smoked and all of them ended up dying of smoking-related diseases,” O’Mera said. Vander Pyl, who also was the voice of Rosie the Robot and Mrs. Spaceley on “The Jetsons”, died of lung cancer April 10 in Dana Point, Calif. She was 79.

Joke of the Week:
Business Talks… A German industrialist, while in Japan for some business meetings and a few rounds of golf, arrived in Tokyo a day earlier than expected. Feeling lonely that evening, he employed the services of a beautiful young Japanese girl to be his companion for evening. Although the Japanese girl spoke very little German and the businessman spoke no Japanese, their passion roared.

In the heat of the moment she began yelling: “Gama Su! Gama Su!”

Hearing this, the German industrialist knew that her exclamations of happiness meant that he had truly satisfied her and soon afterwards he went to sleep. The next day while playing golf with his Japanese business colleagues, one of his Japanese colleagues made a hole in one from 170 yards away! Everyone was ecstatic and began yelling excitedly in Japanese. Wanting to impress his friends, the German yelled “Gama Su! Gama Su!” The others suddenly become silent and stared at him. One of the Japanese businessmen turned to him and frowned: “What do you mean ‘wrong hole?’”