Lardy bins bonk babes used me as plaything
Dear Bexi, I’M a hot young stud who is often compared to a lion – as I have long blond hair, a broad face, a beard and a muscular physique.
Plus I’m always on the prowl looking for tasty morsels to feed on, sexually speaking.
My speciality – and the thing I enjoy most – is the backstreet knee trembler with a bird. There’s nothing like getting a woman down an alley and banging her.
I could pull much better-looking birds but I prefer to go for the filthy, fat ones.
I don’t really know what the attraction is – or how it started for me – but bigger birds always seem to go the extra mile.
And they are always pretty grateful for a length.
Last weekend I went to our local club and spotted a couple of 14-stoners dancing round their handbags.
They’d both squeezed into tight pants and some sort of short tops.
As they wobbled about on their stilettos, I watched their bellies wobbling away.
I went over and got chatting to them and I started to buy them drinks and by the end of the night they’d both gone through a bucketload of vodka.
When I suggested to the fattest one we go outside for a breath of fresh air, she smiled and said,
“Me and my mate do everything together”. So I got them both down the alley by the side of the club and stuck them up against the bins.
I told them to face the bins and then I pulled down their leggings – neither of them had knickers on.
I pulled out my nine-inch weapon and fitted it up the fattest one and used my fingers to juice up there other one’s pussy.
I pumped her pretty hard and fast and quickly shot off.
I continued to w*nk off the other while the just-shagged one started to nosh on my limp dick.
When it was hard enough again, she said to stick it in her mate.
I gave her a real quick poke – to be honest even with my massive cock I couldn’t feel the sides – and then pulled out and let her have the lot in the face.
The girls then started necking each other, licking and slurping at my steaming ball-brew.
I thought I’d trot off home but one said, “Here where do you think you’re going, you’re coming home with us”.
They sort of bundled me in a taxi and later used me as a sexual plaything all night back at their place.
I’ll spare you the gruesome details, but the whole thing has put me off sex.
What can I do?
YOU need to get back out in the jungle my son and bag yourself some fresh meat, I reckon!