Sex Wednesdays

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WordPress was being a little bitch with me because of the sexual nature, but censored photos, of my blogs that they decided to close me off from the public eye.

Flickr Porn: An Ode to the Cum Shot

Blogger’s note: This is a mature posting. If you’re underage, then don’t be here. The links posted here are for adults. Depending on your location, that’s 18+, or 21+. If you are offended by this nature, then jump to another page. If one of your photos is used here and you don’t want it made publicized like this, then leave a message, tell me what pic it is and I’ll replace it with a simple link instead.

Okay, Sex Wednesday readers, I have fished through Flickr and a lot of the users have asked not to have their pictures posted so I will respect them. However, many a link will be inserted into the post that leads you to the non-blog-this pics.

The cum shot is by far the most popular shot. It is sometimes called the money shot. There are websites dedicated to just that. So I’ve decided to to make this installment of Flickr Porn about the Almight Cum Shot.

Enjoy.

The waiting face of every porn is something you don’t get in real life. I’ve never met a girl who is fucking a guy, hops off him and gets on her knees in a pleading motion, waiting for him to cum on her face. It’s just not something a lot of us experience. Not to mention that, most girls complain about the taste of cum, asking online users if there is a way to hinder the bitter flavor.

And yet, we long that are girlfriends and wives, and if you’re from the South, cousins and sisters, to take in those gobs of goo that spurt from our dicks like water from a whale’s blow hole. Longingly, we wish to see their mouths full of our splooge gurgling or bubbling up at us.

The real cum shot, not just in porn, but right in front of our eyes is what we long for while having sex, isn’t it? Our girlfriends and wives oblivious to the fact - though, be sure, they all know you’re thinking it and if you tried it, trust me, for most of you, sex is now over.

And we’re thinking right now, aren’t we? Oh, if cum were everyone one’s friend, then this wouldn’t be such a problem and pornographic fantasy would be a reality.

But hey, we live, don’t we? We don’t need the porn star wife, or girlfriend, or whatever, because we love our women, don’t we? We love them from their beautiful heads to their lovely little feet. So treat them right and they’ll treat you right. I mean, count your blessings man. If you’re reading this and you have a girlfriend, then there’s something seriously wrong with you. Sorry, but it’s human nature.

Now before you get off, for those of you with girlfriends or wives, please do not open this link. Trust me when I tell you this.

I, Agnostic

On April Fool’s Day I wrote a post about being touched by the hand of God, perverting it up with my homo-erotic vibes, which none of you commented on - thank you by the way; it’s a pleasure knowing that I’m not shocking enough for you, but oh, if I post something about tits and ass you’re all over my page like a virus, fucking perverts (says the man posting this shit up). Anyway, some dick-shit (whatever that is) Dutonline decided to call me friend - which I’m not friend of his and wouldn’t want to be with his lack of sense of humor - decided to call me out by saying:

Hey friend well i’m a born again person and I would just like to tell you friend tha Just because you don’t believe in something does not mean it does mean that thing does not exist. So I wish you all the best, that God would touch your heart God bless You

(Note: FUCK YOU WORDPRESS! I FUCKING HATE YOUR NEW SHITTY ASS LAYOUT THAT DOESN’T ALLOW ME THE FREEDOM THAT THE OLD ONE DID, SO SUCK A FUCKING COCK YOU SON OF A BITCH DESIGNING SHITEATTING, MOTHERFUCKING, WIFEBEATING, ANAL LOVING DICKHEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Anyway, good ole Dutonline is a grade A quitter. I’ve never believed in the whole “born again” Christian because I’ve noticed one thing: All born agains go off and become speakers for the Christian population, whoring themselves out there not for the almighty imaginary friend upstairs, but for the almighty green god down here.

My favorite con artists have to be the very sexy JC girls. They’re the ones that caught my attention first by using, ahem, sex to capture the hearts of the young hormone ridden teenage boy (and quite possibly lesbian girl):

Hi! My name is Heather Veitch. Thank you for visiting my website! I am a former stripper that reaches out to women working in the sex industry with the unconditional love of Jesus Christ. I am passionate about introducing others to the love of their life and inviting them to experience a genuine relationship with the Lord.

Hmm, seems fishy enough. Another favorite is the porn star who sees her way:

Geb! I’m so annoyed with this new fucking layout that I can’t think straight. Seriously WordPress, what the fuck?! Fuck this shit! If things don’t get any better I’m going back to Blogger and cleaning up Happier Parts of Hell.

Anyway, back to Dutonline: if you want to back me up on my decision to live my own life without the tainted hand of Christian America, then please respond to Dutonline snzmzila@yahoo.com.

I’ll try to write my point on something else later. Fucking WordPress and their asinine idea of creating this very pointless design. Fuck!

Ava Knight v. Flickr Porn

I wish I hadn’t published the Flickr Porn post. It skyrocketed my hits, which is good, but blew poor Ava Knight at of the water and I think her photos are way better than the amateurs from Flickr.

That and because I spent more time, not writing, but researching the photos for Ava because they were so many of them, I wanted a few that were both dark and innocent - hence the latter picture on that post.

I just hope that the Ava post gets more attention this time around. She was in lead early in the day, but sadly you all want quick masturbatory images quickly rather than looking them up. I didn’t think to take a screen shot of the views, so I’ll just compare yesterday’s today.

The Ava post really did make a lot of progress since Wednesday:

Sex Wednesday Rap Up

It seems you all only read my posts the most on Wednesdays because of their sexual content. I wonder if you’d all be as interested if I made a Sexus Blog and posted nothing but sexual content 24/7. Truth is, I already have a Sexus Blog, I just haven’t bothered to use it. So for those of you who come here solely for the sex Wednesday post, would you want actually visit a Sexus Blog that contained nothing but porn and porn reviews, sex tips, personal sex stories and/or sex stories that I picked up along the way, possible interviews or reviews of online hotties? Because it’s not completely impossible for that blog to exist.

I suppose, because the catergories I’ve set up are misleading, I’ll post a link to something your horn dogs want to see.

NSFW link.

Flickr Porn

I’m a big fan of Flickr because it’s fucking great. You can find a lot of things there and I search on it because I like writing poems around a piece of art. Some people are nice, which others are not so nice about sharing their art. Those who don’t care to share are not artists, but photographers you hire who butcher the art - there I said it. However, if you use someone’s image for personal gain, then I feel that you should either pay the guy or at least give him some credit.

So before I start, let me credit gtown_mechanic for the wonderful photos I snatched online for the first installment of Flickr Porn.

Below are a few photos by Mr. Gtown that star himself and his wife/girlfriend that I censored for your viewing pleasure. However, I will link the account so you can view the uncensored photos.

We start off with something clean, something I don’t need to censor.

Now this picture was the first one I stumbled across. Notice how they try so hard to be nonpornographic.

Now it’s her turn.

“Mommy, what’s going on in the neighbor’s back yard?”

Okay, what’s with the picture of the cat?

Kitty wants to play.

Not pussy he was thinking about.

I will stay now.

Rock ‘n’ Roll. This one’s actually of him while he’s getting head from his s/o. (Head 1 and 3)

Well fine these and more uncensored here.

Look, baby, Mommy’s a Porn Star

This is a mature posting, however, no nude pictures are posted without being censored first. And because some links may contain adult material, I advise you to use the preview screen rather than actually opening the link itself.

I’ll admit, there are a lot of MILFs out there in the world, none of which I would touch with a ten foot pole for personal reasons.

But after cruising the internet, I stumbled upon a few pictures that I wanted to share with you, most are probably old. Now some of you know my stance on sex tapes, and the same goes for the photograph.

With that being said, I bring to you two pictures for the inaugural WTF Porn for Hump Day, the Mommy’s a Porn Star edition.

While there are more photos out there (including one in a car, with a kid looking at his/her parents get it on), I’m lazy and only searched for two. One of them is from Drunken Stepfather, who was the inspiration for this post.

Notice the child’s expression. I wonder what will be going on in his mind when he’s old enough to operate a computer and find this motherly photo online, as I assume it’ll live on forever.

And the same goes for this child.

What I don’t understand is, why in Geb’s name would anyone do something so stupid? I’ve made this post with the Blogger account. But I’ll make a reference of it here:

“What don’t I understand? Okay, let’s try this. Why is it that girls feel the need to half expose themselves on the internet? Is there something that drives them to say, you know what I’m going to do? I’m going to get down to my bra and thong and dance for several people so they can watch me countries away.

Notice how a very small amount of people actually show their faces. That makes as much sense as a prostitute wearing a paper bag to conceal her identity. She’s still a prostitute, nothing changes that. This is one for the blogs, I suppose. It made it to mine.

But I still wonder why these girls do this. Why not channel that energy into something creative? Are they afraid that they may not get the boys? Sluts are overrated. I hate using the term, but I have nothing else to work with. Sluts are all great and fine, but they get used and tired. After a while, they’re left in the sidelines clinging on to what little they have left, trying to swing those hips in such a putrid way. Just thinking about it almost makes me want to vomit. Can you imagine that girl dancing at the age of 45? Is that such a beauty?”

The quote is actually about a “sexy” dance video some girl does in her underwear. If you really wanna watch them, then click over to the Blogger account. And it still boggles the mind. And I know a lot of people are going to really disappointed when they read my post in hopes to read something dealing with actual porn. Hmm, I guess it sucks to be you, hu?

Okay, what the hell?

Seriously, “kid sex?” I wonder what sick fuck was looking that up. If you’re aware, or not a Word Press user, there is this thing on the blog stats of your account that tells you how people found you. One of them is a search engine check up. Normally people find me through politics, porn, sex, and a few other things, but Kid Sex? Wanna see my blog stats?Check them out:

I’m not sure why someone would be online just to look up what could be child porn. And why my blog pops up when searching for it. I wish there was a way to get their info so I can report their asses.

I did an essay on child porn my first year of college; I think I was warped afterward of all the things people say to themselves to justify their gross lusts.

I feel upset. I think I shall blind you with a picture of Dr. Laura, the higher than thou, anti-porn guru, will satisfy the urge to change the subject.

Can I jump subjects now? Good, I was hoping you said that.

Now that we’re on the subject of gross things Philosopher in Theory and I were at Walmart today picking up some stuff for her sister. I thought I saw a guy in tight pants - speaking of which, where do you youngins get off on wearing tight pants? Seriously, you’re guys, you have a dick and balls!!! That can’t be healthy for you; I mean, if wearing underwear can’t be healthy for you, then super tight pants that you’d have to time travel to the seventies in order to purchase - that we saw at Barnes and Noble.

Damnit, I got ahead of myself.

Anyway, we were at Walmart, a.k.a. Fascist Nazi Mart, shopping for her sister, who wanted Incense to cover up certain feline scents. We sniffed the few that they had there - the Sacred Scents with some potential Catholic figure painted on the box smells like anal sex, though I wouldn’t know who that would smell. But as we were leaving the aisle, we saw some called Sensual Musk. We tried to smell that, but couldn’t and Philosopher said it probably smelled like sweaty balls, because that’s what Sensual Musk means.

So we continue onward and I see this guy who looks a lot like the tight panted “punk” kid from Barnes and Noble (a.k.a. Heaven) - you emos are seriously fucked up, more than a toothy, sandpaper blow job. I tell Philosopher, who suggested, well I think we were both on the same mindset, we should follow him. But he was gone. Perhaps he wasn’t there at all, I began to think. We trailed around the store looking for him, forgetting the cat food we were heading for originally, however, we were now by the electronics, where a group of workers were standing around with boxes of crap to stock.

In frustration, I began to think that maybe I’d seen something that wasn’t there, and blamed the sweaty balls as loudly as possible. (And I wonder why people assume I’m gay.)

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Seriously, though, what the fuck?!