This is the story of me and Isabelle. And her mother. It’s not an overly long story, because the build-up towards the climax is a rather dull one. It involved a lot of texting, a lot of nude pictures, and a lot of bragging, before finally resulting in me going to her place (well… her divorced mother’s place).
It wasn’t a romantic meet-up – oh noes. I had only one goal: shoving my dick into a wet teenage (18!) girl, dropping my load and leave her for the next one. She knew, and she was okay with it – but I had to promise to perform the two-finger G-spot move of which I had made her aware. A small price to pay. Continue reading “I Fucked Isabelle And Her Mother Had An Orgasm”
You guys know Flickr? It’s this huge photography community that houses both the best pic-takers in the world as well as your granny who thinks her iPad camera is as good as it gets. Who’d have thought a free photography platform would end up being used for unholy things like nude selfies and porn?! This world is fucked.
In all seriousness, there’s plenty of people who post pretty good and pretty naughty pictures of themselves and their surroundings. One of them is this babe called Veronica Velour (or Vérønîcå Vélöur ♈♥♡XoXo♡♥♈). She’s got over 17,5k followers so chances are you might already know about her, but if not: go check her out. Continue reading “Flickr Chick: Veronica Velour [pictures]”
When the girl dances swiftly through nothing but air
Her breasts barely covered by a thin lock of hair
When I carefully watch how she impishly strips
I call dibs Continue reading “Dibs”
Holy smoke and a pancake. Everone knows there’s chickies who can do slightly elongated orgasms, but this one just doesn’t stop. She does 15-or-so minutes of
masturbation barely touching herself, shaking like a Brazilian carnival dancer on a vibratory plate.
Okay, so maybe it’s not a 15 minute orgasm, more like a babe with a super sensitive clit going bananas everytime she gets near it, but really, who cares?
Think it’s boring to stare at a girl who barely shows a boob for a quarter of an hour? Think again.
Alright you sexy smutlovers. Can’t get enough of the stories on The Mystic Haze? Well, you don’t have to. More stuff is on its way and it’s closin’ in fast. And it’s not just erotic stories.
Since our editorial team (i.e. yours truly) does in fact have a life, writing long-ass stories all day isn’t gonna happen. However, there’s tons of naughty stuff out there that deserves to be seen/read/experienced by as many folks as possible. Continue reading “EDITORIAL NOTE: More stuff’s coming yay!”
I have told you about a girl named Noëlle, one of the wickedest, devilishest creatures of ’em all (if you haven’t read the first story, this is your chance). The last story ended sort of cliffhanger-y, so it seemed only fair I followed up on that. Therefore, this is the story of what happened after Noëlle and I left the world behind and enjoyed the privacy of our hotel room (lol privacy).
As you may remember, or as you may have read just now, Noëlle got off the plane without getting off on the plane. She had been playing with herself, she had been riding me, and she had done way more playing, but she had always stayed within the boundaries of what her fragile body could cope with. It did, however, make her lascivious beyond reason. Continue reading “Noëlle #2: Fucked against a hotel wall”
One of the most depressing times in life is the moment you arrive at the bus stop late at night, in the middle of nowhere, cold, wetted by an annoying drizzle, only to find out the bus you were hoping to get has just gone round the corner, and the next one, if such a thing even exists, doesn’t arrive until the second you would have ended up where you needed to be, if you decided to take the walk.
This exact thing happened to me. I spread my arms and let the wrath of the antichrist crush me, I challenged karma to a duel to the death, but it didn’t help. Defeated, mentally broken, I sat down on the bench and tried to figure out what I had done to deserve this. Continue reading “How I Got Used For A Cougar’s Pleasure”