| Pond on Mounds |
| Thursday, 24 April 2008 | |||||||
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It was Friday night. Jon had a very rough week. He lay there in his bed at 11:58pm, tired, but he just simply could not sleep. He twisted and turned; sat up and looked at the clock. It's 12:30am, Saturday. Scratching his head, he thought, "Well, I'm wide awake. Better go to the bar and have a drink or two. That may help me feel sleepy."
And wow, he saw the bar fully packed like sardines. "Shall I go to another bar?" he thought while he inched himself in his line. Upon reaching the podium, Jon was stunned to see a pretty Asian lady who had the body double the size of a skinny male model entirely consisting of lean muscle groups spread out all over the body. "Wow!" Jon thought. "I could use some of those cute muscles to rub on!" Jon spontaneously paid for his ticket, went through body check by a huge male bouncer and was let in through a line strap barrier by another female bouncer. He kept his eyes on this second female bouncer who really looked like a man including her face and voice. It was really hard to tell if she was a he or a she. She could easily be mistaken to be a man. Hot and horny desktop strippers! "I need to go home with one of these female bouncers tonight!" thought Jon as he walked into the disco bar with unblinking eyes fixed at the male-looking Amazon lady and eventually, was walking backwards till he bumped into someone.
He turned immediately to apologize. His entire face and his pair of eyes found themselves a centimeter close to a pair of enormously inflamed mound of human flesh while his nose landed exactly in the deep dry valley between the mounds. His pupils slowly moved upward and saw a hard face looking down at him. He gave his throat a big gulp and his entire body froze. Some vibration from the chest let out a big deep vocal out of the giant's mouth and he heard it said, "I'm sorry, Sir. Are you all right?" He attempted to respond, but his tongue stuttered and stammered; words fumbled over each other and ended up not saying a single word.
The giant stepped back, "Do you want a table or do you want to sit at the bar?" "I ... umm ...," Jon was really lost for words. "Are you alone?" Finally, Jon got three letters in the alphabet together and said, "Yes." "The bar is this way, Sir." The giant ushered him to the bar. "Have a good time, Sir." Still open-mouth and wide-eyed, he watched the giant turn and walk away and then, he just realized he forgot to say, "Ahh, ... T-h-a-n-k y-o-u." But those words managed to come out of his throat somehow when the giant had reached a certain distance and it was too late. The giant had walked back to the entrance section. "What was that???" he thought.
The bartender noticed all of these. Just then, Jon realized that someone behind the bar was laughing. "Was that a humanoid? An android? A man? A woman?" Jon asked the laughing bartender. "That is a human ‘she'," the bartender confirmed. "A ‘she-man'," Jon confirmed. The bartender laughed harder and asked for Jon's order. As he took a big gulp of his two shots XO drink, Jon's imagination raced through his mind daydreaming that he was ripping off the very limited clothing this "she-man's" skin had over it with his teeth.
He gave a quick signal to the bartender for one more double and a chaser. The heat the XO gave his entire body, face, neck and ears continued his daydream on having the alcoholic contents of a whole XO bottle pour all over the entire mountainous regions of Miss She-Man. He almost could feel her gigantic fingers and palms explore the skin around his neck and ears. "Oooh ...," all that heat -- all those probing created. They got him all excited down there. He could also feel her naked muscled skin rub his bare skin under his clothes.
He took another gulp of his second double, sipped on his chaser and signaled for another set. His eyes became watery. He could see through his watery eyes, Miss She-Man on the mirrored post of the bar shelf reflecting back at him as if she was right there in front of him and on the bar table. She sat there with her enormous lean meaty legs apart teasing him. She grabbed the back of his head and roughly pulled his head towards one crease alongside the valley of lust and rubbed his entire face over the crease and continued on down her inner thigh that made his shy gun push its hardness out of the top of his trousers.
All around the two of them were mists. He heard just a blur of mumbles from the outside of the invisible shell that surrounded them parting their world from the outside confusion of laughter, shouting, small conversations, ordering, calling, hoots, disco music, sounds of plates, silverware, glasses and bottles, etc. Miss She-Man picked him up with one hand and picked up the XO bottle on the other hand. She poured XO over her eight-packed mountain ranged abdomen and positioned Jon in kneeling position on top of her with each knee on the counter top on opposite sides of her hips. She unbuckled his belt, unzipped and pulled his pants together with his underpants down onto the table top; grabbed his dick with one hand and grabbed his balls on the other hand; and rubbed those pair of eggs over the alcohol on the mountain ranged abdomen. "OOOOH!" he grasped.
She then reached for the saucer of greasy side dish of tiny fish, poured and spread the contents evenly over her two gigantic mounds. Jon's shy but all on erect bazooka was pulled towards the greasy pond. Out of instinct, Mr. Dickie rubbed over each mound alternately as the mounds vibrated and danced automatically. His tongue couldn't find the right words to utter except, "Oh My ... FFUUUCCK~!" She poured XO over Mr. Dickie as she rubbed tiny greasy fish all over his balls and anus; stuck a finger into his anus and her finger convulsed inside. Mr. Dickie pressed harder on the mounds and rubbed harder. Mr. Balls tightened. Miss She-Man's finger exited the anus and came back in with a fish. The fish was smashed into bits and pieces inside the anus; and the bits and pieces were evenly and wildly spread all over the insides of the anus as her finger convulsed inside. At the very same time, Mr. Dickie went just as wild and crazy; squirted thick white saps off its tiny mouth and through its cute puckered pair of lips and out blending with all the other tiny fishes on the greasy pond over the pair of the mounds.
Sprinkles of liquid wet Jon's eyes and face. He blinked several times. The scene in front of him disappeared - Miss She-Man, fish and XO bottle. His trousers were still in order and on him, but it felt kind of moist down there. He placed his hand over the front of his trousers. It was wet! Jon went into ‘alert' mode. "Uh - OHHH," he thought. He looked around. Nobody seemed to notice anything in those loud and dim surroundings. "Mr.?" just then, Jon just noticed the bartender was trying to get his attention. "Are you all right? I am sorry to have sprinkled water to your face, but I was shaking you over and over again, but you were just there sitting motionless staring into the bar's mirror with unblinking eyes." Jon shrugged, "I guess I'm all right. Those huge muscled ladies just mesmerized me." The bartender smiled, "Good to see that you are all right." The bartender leaned forward and spoke very softly, "Don't get them TO you. It is very possible that you might enter into and be a part of a wild fantasy-filled world of free nifty erotic sex stories with these muscled women." "You can say that again," replied Jon understanding exactly what the bartender really meant. Jon went home on the wee hours of that morning feeling contented and relaxed that as soon as he lay down in bed, his mind exited the real world of humanity and entered back into the wild fantasy-filled world of free nifty erotic sex stories that the bartender was talking about. ...
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