Ginger Nailed

by Williacj

Daydreaming I’m on an island vacationing.I take a jet ski to a secluded side of the island, I get off the jet ski and walk through the jungle and I hear voices, I look past the bushes and I see the professor, Mary Ann and the Howell’s talking. ten minutes later I hear footsteps coming from another direction, it’s ginger from Gilligan’s island!

ginger

“excuse me” ginger says as she walks up to me”have you seen my friend Gilligan? I’ve been looking all over and I can’t find him anywhere”

“no not at all” I replied.”that’s not like him to just disappear,he probably went to go get supplies for the skipper or maybe he went to the waterfall to catch fish.”

“I have to wait for him?” she sighs”I haven’t had a man’s hands on me in awhile. every time Gilligan and I are alone, he refuses my advances I don’t understand why any man would resist the urge to make love to me and I-”

”hey why don’t you let me fill in while he’s out? it would be fun, I’ve always dreamed of spending time with you.”

ginger’s eyes widened.”you’d do that?” she asked”but I’ve never been with a black man before.”

“give me an hour with you and you’ll forget all about Gilligan, trust me” I assured her

“I put my trust in you” she says wrapping her arms around my neck”now put your trust in me.”

she pressed her lips against mine. I wrapped my arms around her waist and we started kissing. I reached around her and unsnapped her bra.”ooh yes honey” she cooed as I reached underneath her dress and pulled her panties over her flip flops.

I pull my shirt over my head as ginger unbuckles my belt and pulls my briefs down.after getting undressed I hike her dress up slightly and press my cock against her slippery pussy lips and slide in inch by inch.

“ooh…ooh Christopher”she moans”I’ve never been-”

I pin her there just thrusting myself vigorously in and out of her slippery wet gas. I was getting ginger’s gap good,I hoped none of the castaways showed up. I planted my hands her side and plunged into the depth of her pussy

“ooh…ooh ohh my goodness yes..oooh you horny bastard!” she wailed running her fingernails back and forth across my backside.” ooooh christopher please don’t-” my balls are slapping loudly against her pussy lips as I pressed myself firmly against her and pushed my cock deeper inside of her.

“ohhhh ooh best sex ever!” she exclaimed looking into my eyes”give it to me, all of it..fuck me fuck…my..pussy”

“we may never get off this island but I’m gonna get you off on this island” I whisper holding her legs up in the air.

“I’m getting rescued right now” she whispered gripping me tighter”i’m getting the shit fucked out of me!”

“uhhhhh..uhhhh ginger” I panted. I looked down and watched my cock go in and out of her shaved pink twat”I told you I was gonna satisfy you didn’t I?”

I was fucking her into submission,she dug her nails into my backside and I pinned her to the ground and started pumpin harder in her

“ginger damn it ginger shit!” I grunted”urgghhhhhh!”

I dicked her down for at least 35 minutes before pulling out and spurted off hot cum all over her face and tits “oooh I’ve never-” she exclaimed. She grabbed my cock and stroked me”

“you fucked me so hard I may never come on to Gilligan again” she says licking her cum soaked lips.

“let me know when you need to be rescued again” I said”i have no problems putting your sexy long legs in the air and giving your pussy a through search.”

“Ginger! Ginger!” a voice called”I’m back,it’s me”

when Gilligan walked up she was laying there naked playing with herself.

“what are you two doing?” he asked her.

“oh nothing” she says”this is chris he’s from the other side of the island.”

“oh” Gilligan replied”well, I’m off to deliver these supplies back to skipper, see you later!”

he jolted off into the distance

”and you sir” she says”you’re in a lot of trouble, with my pussy”

“what’s my punishment?”

“you and me beside the waterfall later on tonight” she says licking her lips.

I felt my erection growing again, I could hardly wait!

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red alert

by Williacj

A big red chewing gum commercial where I just finished winning a gran turismo 3 race and i’m at the finish line and they hand me the trophy.

long dark haired Becki comes up to me in a red and white Toyota racing uniform open toed high heels and she grabs me and starts kissing me.

“say goodbye a little longer, make it last a little longer” the commercial goes, someone tries to get her attention she pushes them away and i wrap my arms around her waist and we keep kissing.

Fifteen minutes later we’re still kissing. eventually I reach down and pat her on the butt she stops kissing me

“did you just grab my butt?” she asks

“don’t..don’t do that ever again” she says sternly.

I pick her up off her feet and start kissing her all over her neck her ears .

Becki starts moaning softly and she takes off her racing suit and bends over in front of a race car nearby.I grab a hold of her waist and slide deep into her and start workin it in her as she holds on to the car. “ohhh Christopher” she gasps. i grab a handful of her long dark hair and start boinking her from behind her tight white ass slaps against my legs

“omi-god please yes ” she gasps

i eventually put her legs up on my shoulders and start pounding off in her against the race car!

“hey hey” a voice yells”nobody’s supposed to be in here,this is GT Motorsports property, restricted to the public!”

I pull out and we grab our clothes and take off running.

“who the hell was that? i ask.”i thought we were alone.”

 

Thriller at the griller

by wheelyumwrite

I daydreamed me and this tall brunette Amanda were kissing in the party room at mason’s pub and 10 minutes later I got her out of her panties and fucked her underneath a table.

while I was screwin her underneath the table my phone rang and I reached up on the table to grab it. amanda grabs my hand and takes my phone from my hand.

“he’s kinda busy”she tells the caller” can you call him back later?”

“now where were we?” she asks grabbing me and kissing me.the camera zooms in on the table shaking and she’s moaning loudly

“is somebody in here?” a voice asks I lifted my head to see Greg Block of Blockunshire inc standing there.

“oh I’m so sorry” he says.

“no i’m the one in the wrong Mr block” i told him”i didn’t know there was going to be anyone in here at his time.”

“oh no its okay, I’ve fucked a few of my co workers in my day” he admitted”you sure look like you’re hard at work!”

indeed i was hard at work but i was punching a different type of time clock:hers. amanda walters has a a warm pink time clock, i punch in for work by just taking the bulging brown knob of my dick and pressing it against her smooth pink pussy lips and slowly inch by inch i slide in, past the lips and settle into her narrow gap.

“do i get paid by the hour or by salary? i asked her
amanda has her head down just gettin worked over my legs clapping loudly against her legs her panties pulled down to her ankles she can hardly take it.

“what kind of job is this? i ask myself,i bet the insurance is expensive, how much overtime will i get?” she started pushing herself back against my stiff erection.

” let me do all the work darlin'”i gasped”I’m on the clock, remember? i gotta work, this is my rent money and money for my bills.”

i grabbed her waist and pulled her to me shoving myself into her every thrust more powerful than the next.

“mmmmmmmhurgh”amanda grunted”shit oh my goddddd”

i squeezed her ass and gave her butt a firm squeeze.

“gonna give me overtime tonight?” i asked.

she just put her head down i looked down at that tight white ass of hers just slapping against my legs man i was giving that Walters twat the good stuff shipping and handling that woman’s package, they say handle it with care well i did handle it with care.

Greg asked if he could take a picture of us fucking, i asked amanda and she shrugged her shoulders she’s gettin’ prodded so good she didn’t care, the way i was workin dick in her i thought she was going to pass out or call a cab, but she just kept takin’ it from me. that woman was gettin herself doinked and i was loving every bit of that pussy there’s nothing like pfister pussy especially when someone walks in on you while you’re getting it.

photo finish

by William scape

(c) 2017

Daydreaming about a gran turismo 5 15 lap race against chuck super day, super day is the gt 5 world champion the past 5 years. no one can beat super day, no one.

he was heavily favored but I was able to beat him by a hair of  a second. I go to the finish line and there’s cheering and fans yelling my name, the gt 5 president gives me the championship cup and kara this tall brunette in an STP racing uniform and high heels comes up to me”congratulations baby” she says and grabs me and kisses me.

“hey Mr. scape, how does it feel to beat a 5 time world champion?” a reporter asks. Kara reaches over and pushes the reporter’s microphone away.

eventually, every one left the victory lane ceremony, Kara’s still kissing me, I eventually picked her up and carried her to a nearby garage I got her out of her racing gear and had sex with her in the back of the STP race car, and then on the hood of the car a mechanic walked by us as we were going for it and didn’t say anything.

 

Imagination:The new porn

By chris williams

(c) 2017

The human erotic imagination is the new porn, why sit and browse the internet for videos and nude photos of women when the best porn you’ll ever find is in your own head!

My imagination is vast, I’ve perfected it to the point I can imagine myself doing anything anywhere these days while this took time and effort to make it as vivid as it is, I am happy with the results of my efforts.

There was a redhead named Sadie who worked at a Starbucks on Oklahoma and Kinnickinnic. I would go there on my off days when I lived in Cudahy. Every time I would approach her talk to her she would look at me smile or say hello to customers.My eyes are like lenses whenever I see something or someone interesting I look at it and take a picture of it using my inner camera (eyes) then I store them in my short term or long term memory

I can retrieve these images I have taken pictures of using my mind’s camera later after I leave the Starbucks,so I retrieve the image of Sadie smiling or talking to me at Starbucks and then I edit them by using my mind, I call it mental photo shop.

I just imagine her doing something other than talking to me or smiling at me, (undressing, flirting, talking off her clothes having no clothes on at all kissing me or opening the closet at Starbucks and asking me if I can help her get something out of the closet. I even imagined her having sex with president obama in the storage closet there!!

I can do this with photographs too! Right now I have a gallery of pictures of beaches, lawn chairs, waterfalls, hot tub,yacht, on my laptop I have made my imagination so vivid that I can imagine myself having sex with any women in those photographs.

park sand

Took the picture at the beach in grant park in South Milwaukee.there were a dozen rocks and weeds on this sand but I removed them to get this shot.using my imagination I can craft a scene involving me and a woman on a blanket in this picture.I call it mental cut and paste,or mental Photoshop. The vast pieces of your imagination are like clay, they just have to be shaped, molded and then put in your mental kiln.

 

 

bed on pallets

Another example, this mattress on pallets, no woman in this picture, HOWEVER using the memories of women I’ve seen on the city bus or talked to or worked with, I can imagine one laying on this bed.all i use is my imagination and a long term memory like mine!

I’ve been creating my own erotic “movies” since I was 12, I just looked at a picture or a woman and added a sexual situation to it. I didn’t need a camera or women with fake breasts,makeup and high heels. All I did was think and imagine. If porn was banned or abolished, I would feel no pain.An imagined sex scene in your mind is much more entertaining than any internet porn image or video.

 

 

garage

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A parked van and a camera phone picture of fox 6 meteorologist Rachael Kaye.

I looked at both pictures and I came up with the following scene.

“that’s what I’m proposing to the board” creston told her as they headed down the stairs”we need someone who can get this project off on the right track.”

“actually I might be what you’re looking for” rachael says

“well that’s very kind of you” he said to her opening the door to the van”but this is a very difficult hands on project that will require a lot of work and dedication to complete.”

“I have experience in working on complex hands on projects” she replied.

“miss rachael, I love your enthusiasm but I really need someone who can-”

“trust me mr.creston” rachael said looking over at him”If you put me on the project, I will make sure that it’s done to your satisfaction.”

the eagles”heartache tonight” begins playing in the background

 

Proof of Purchase

Proof of purchase

By williacj

(c) 2016

I met her at a wine dinner ,Joanne, curly hair, big tits,lush ass in  long red dress matching her brown open toed heels.

Several glasses of strong red wine later ,we went from “hello and hi there” to “doggy style or missionary?”

Joanne sat in my lap on a nearby couch and rode my stiff brown cock. She threw her head back and bounced her thick smooth white ass on my cock as i lay on my back my hands firmly gripping her big warm soft ass cheeks. I squeezed her tits together and worked my tongue around her perky hard nipples.

After our VIP room frolic we got dressed and went our separate ways

An hour and a half later a tall curvy blonde in a pink dress walks up to me at the bar and hands me a slip of paper

“what’s this for?” i asked

I looked at the paper and it read “this entitles you to 85% off your next wine purchase”

I stood there for a minute puzzled

Then I looked across the room and there was Joanne sitting in a booth she blew me a kiss and waved at me

“sold!” I thought to myself

 

 

 

 

In the beginning…

By William Scape

I’ve been writing sex stories since I was 13, my first one was about a girl i went to school with at Longfellow elementary, after that the rest is history.

My foster mother found one of my stories about my high school homeroom teacher in a garbage can, she made me read it out loud to her and then told me she didn’t want me writing that stuff in her house because her”Grand kids might see it”

I stopped writing briefly after that out of fear, but during that time i wanted to write as there were more girls and women i had thoughts about but i couldn’t get over my embarrassment of her finding my stories.

I entered MATC and once again, inspirations for writing about sex surrounded me, they were instructors and classmates, I decided the hell with my stepmother’s criticism, i knew i was gifted at this, i was going to pursue this kind of genre, I did just that.

I would not let criticisms stop me from pursuing what i felt was a gift, i wrote about almost every woman i came in contact with, and there were scenarios that inspired me to write, and that made it more interesting.

I would take real situations where i would ask a woman out and get turned down or she ignored my advances. I would use these ‘rejections” as plots for stories, she didn’t respond so i had sex with her aunt, niece or daughter or close friend or sister.

I wrote one story where I asked a woman out and she called me ugly and in the story i showed her my equipment and she changed her mind because she was impressed!

I have come up with ridiculous plots for stories thanks to my various attempts at talking to women one story where this tall blonde named Heidi turns me down and tells me her husband is more of a man than me, he gets struck by lightning and wakes up the next day with a 2 inch penis, he can’t fit inside Heidi anymore and when i find out from his doctor i rub it in Heidi’s face that her hubby can’t get hard anymore, in the story she calls me up and says she hasn’t had any sex in awhile and decides to sleep with me she has guy friends but i’m the first black guy she’s ever been with

I asked this co-worker named Lisa out for coffee and she said”that would be nice” but in reality she wasn’t interested in hanging out with me, i take that real life situation and come up with a plot where i have sex with her cousin or her aunt and they are satisfied they tell Lisa and Lisa is very upset with me when she finds out,

I have plots involving tall white men, with corporate jobs,expensive cars and lofts or condos, mainly because blondes and brunettes often choose them over me, in my stories i come up with plots where they either 1.can’t get hard anymore 2.enter a sex competition with me to see who can last the longest in bed and they end up losing.

I use slavery and racism in my erotic fiction too, one plot where a blonde tells me she doesn’t like black guys looking at her and i keep doing it and she tells her boyfriend and he brings a group of dead ku klux Klan members back to life and they come to my house and burn a cross in my yard and call me the N word and i end up fighting them in a showdown and i win.

I came up with a scene where a woman finds out I’ve been fantasizing about her and tells her husband he tells me i’d better keep his wife out of my mind, he tells me”you are a slave and slaves do what they are told or they end up hanging from a tree in the south, I keep fantasizing about her and when he finds out he creates a task force titled “project crow” to reinstate the segregation laws of the 60s here in Milwaukee, unfortunately a great battle between me and the members of project crow goes down and I win.

I have a plot where a woman turns me down and I end up sleeping with her daughter and we film it and send to her on DVD, a scene where i have sex with this man’s wife and her daughter finds out and she wants to sleep with me too, or i have sex with a woman and she asks me if I can have sex with her daughter too

Into the will’s scape

I’ve been writing erotic fiction since I was 12 years old. This blog is for that purpose.

Please don’t post comments like “pervert, you’re disgusting or you can’t get a real woman.” your opinions mean NOTHING to me. I didn’t care at 12 years old you really think I’m going to care at 40?

If you are offended by what I write, you don’t have to read this. feel free to criticize my blog. after all, this is a democracy, you are free to disagree with what I write,and I’m also free to ignore or laugh hysterically what you have to say about them.