From Yankee Pot Roast.
Dear Penthouse Forum,
Oh, I love them Neo-Conservatives. Oh, yes. I love them. Crazy right-wing chicks. Nothing lights my fire like a girl who digs smaller government. They drive me mad. Republican. Oh, say it. Re-pub-lic-an. The word is red and smutty, like a lipstick print on a cocktail napkin. Red and smutty like a high-necked, Nancy Reagan dress. Republican. Oh, it rolls off the tongue: Republican. Re. Pub. Lick. Can.
I always thought the Young Republicans meeting would be the place for wild women in favor of states' rights to hang out. I just didn't know that I'd be so lucky as to find a night of wild passion there myself. This past week, Ann Coulter came to the meeting to spend an hour or two bashing liberals and their tax-and-spend methodology. I had to loosen my tie because the speech got me so riled up. I was in the mood and on the prowl. Luckily for me, my prey was well within my sight.
My opening line was a shoo-in: "Hey, you know Rush Limbaugh? Well, I'd like to Rush you out of here to give my limb a workout." After we compared tax returns and portfolios, she invited me back to her place. I didn't want to admit it then, but her portfolio was so diverse, I almost lost it in my pants right there. When we got back to her place, I knew immediately that it would be a night of wild, freaky sex. She had a huge picture of Ronald Reagan over her fireplace and The Wall Street Journal sat on the table. Next thing, she took out her Capitol Hills. Before I knew it, we were naked, rolling on top of that Wall Street Journal. She took me to places I'd never been before, while she purred into my ear about how blacks and gays and poor people were ruining the country. She cooed about illegal immigrants and how they were a blight on our economy. Oh, that whets my whistle. Rrrrr. Oh, I wanted to get it on FOX-style. Oh, yes. Oh, let's argue the merits of a free-market economy. Oh. Oh. Oh Reilly Factor. Oh yes. Spin my zone, baby. Oh, I want that Grand Old P____.
Then, she whispered the two words that never fail to take me to the top of my climax: "Trickle down."
After we were done, she clicked on the TV and we watched FOX News before we went at it, again and again, all night long. We get together every month now to do a little Patriot Act of our own.
Yours,
Neo-Con in New York
Willow
That story of yours will probably send every guy who reads it to the mens room, and I just might join them!
CJ
That story was quite clever. Why don't you ~ trickle on down ~ this way more often, big fella.
I play too much bridge to really get into that story like i wanted to...but CJ's was clever...SICK but clever llooll
I wrote a quick one a while back and Kicky said it was a bit spicy for A2K. Oops.
I want to write one again but I make myself hot and bothered while I'm writing, and then my descriptions just snowball! :-)
paulaj wrote:I want to write one again but I make myself hot and bothered while I'm writing, and then my descriptions just snowball! :-)
girlfriend you must share..i'm running out of good material
Maybe later on tonight, after the PTA meeting at 8 o'clock I will try to write a little something.
Right now I'm watching 4 kid's, their having a fake farting contest at the moment. lol
Mmm...spicy story about the PTA....looking forward to it paulaj.
still nothing from paulaj :-( must of been a doosy of a PTA meeting :-)
It was a boring PTA meeting. Besides, I ususlly have my fictitious trists out doors in the sun.
Do I have to pick and A2Ker? Not that there aren't any attractive fellows here.
I was going to nail Mr. Stillwater in a fantasy. He dosen't get as much attention as the other guy's here, that's why I was thinking of him.
I don't care who you pick...i'm just ready for some action baby!
Damn women are such teases...
I have a new story:
Today I was sitting around doing some work. It's raining outside. I whacked off.
Pointers? Am I getting better?
MerlinsGodson wrote:Slappy Doo Hoo wrote:I have a new story:
Today I was sitting around doing some work. It's raining outside. I whacked off.
Pointers? Am I getting better?
That's an
endorsement of Penthouse Letters, not a
letter to Penthouse Letters.
Also, you made no reference to Asian porn or ladies' footwear.
Sorry. I don't have my A-game today.
Slappy Doo Hoo wrote:I have a new story:
Today I was sitting around doing some work. It's raining outside. I whacked off.
Pointers? Am I getting better?
At what "wacking off", you should be, you do it often enough!
Happy Thanksgiving Slappy Poop
kickycan wrote:Damn women are such teases...
I agree, that Willow girl is
reeeeeeealy something!
Happy Thanksgiving Kicky