fire extinguisher man no4

"You like?"

"Fire Extinguisher Man, your dick is huge."

"I know. Get it out."

She did so, ripping his expensive boxers and gaining access. Before her eyes, the monster black penis grew till it was fourteen inches long. The pink bell end was an inviting come on.

See how good she is. I expect she's very good at pleasing men. Mahula must have fucked and sucked all types of guys. But I bet my dick is the biggest she's ever had. Oh she's sucking me...

The Hawaiian lady knelt down and gobbled Fire Extinguisher Man off. She didn't try to take all his cock into her mouth; it was too big. Licking and sucking the tip was enough. And wanked him off.

Her husband was coming. He sped up and groaned. "Go on babe, go on. Suck him. Fuck me, I'm so turned on. Ah hell..."

"Oh that feels great. Don't stop. I like the way you lick the tip of my cock," the ex fireman whispered.

Ste was on a roll. He shouted his love for Mahula, that he was a bad husband and crap lover. What he said didn't make sense; he provided for his wife. The house was worth close to a million, they had three cars parked outside and top careers. He seemed to go from depression to exhilaration and back. Finally it was over. With a bellow, he spunked up. Sperm dirtying his clean trousers. Sweat covered his brow and his eyes were wild. He smiled then relaxed somewhat, watching the show before him.

That was mad. Her husband must be unhinged. Is that normal behaviour for cuckolders? His wife has a free reign. He must really get off on her doing this. She's good at sucking dick! Fire Extinguisher Man thought while he ran his hands through Mahula's black hair. She was lovely.

"My turn now..." Fire Extinguisher Man muttered. He thrust his dick deeper into the Hawaiian lady's mouth. A river of cum filled her and she gagged. When she got a breath she swallowed it and sucked him dry, deep throat style. He pumped her and finished the skull fuck. 

Elleswyth the Warrior By Nick Armbrister, P.J. Reed

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This joint project by Nick Armbrister and P.J. Reed is a stunning journey by a warrior/witch/Goddess called Elleswyth. Join her as she battles evil in a variety of scenes. From a dark forest, a twisted tea party, a vast desert and an alien world. If Elleswyth makes one mistake, she fails. Cernunnos, her antagonist, both loves and hates the warrior woman. Who will win in their ongoing fight? Written in poetry/prose style, with each author doing a section, this work is both new and highly unique. Watch out for the follow up!

HAIKU NATION REVIEW by Nick Armbrister

Simple, magical, real, imaginative, understandable. Also brilliant and seen through the same eyes which the reader jointly shares. P.J. Reed's anthology, Haiku Nation, is a book of haiku poems. One of the simplest forms of poetry but hardest styles to write.

The work here covers nature, emotions and people. There are many memorable pieces in this volume's six themes (Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, Wanderings and Waterfalling). One example is the piece on page 41 in the Winter section, it is overly powerful and dark. It reads:

drowning with sorrow

my tears would fill an ocean

body why so frail

My first impressions are that the author, P.J., has been hurt immeasurably deeply by a love affair gone wrong. Placed in Winter, did it happen in winter, when the land is desolate and the cold can kill you? Or is the poem about someone or something else? For example, a severe illness?

There are poems that balance this out. For example this joyous piece from the Waterfalling theme:

orange sunset paints

over sleeping blue waters

sun moon lake, nantou

This brings to mind a wonderful time spent at the Sun Moon Lake (in Taiwan). Simple but beautiful imagery straight from the heart. Almost a love poem, for a natural place and time enjoyed.

My favourite poem is on page 23, in the Summer part. Being alone and almost in a dark mood is banished by a gift from the moon. Is this unconditional love and a love poem?:

I am loneliness

the kind moon watches

and sends me a shadow friend

The water colour art too adds to the character of the book. Many poetry collections are visually boring, being a mere 'book of words'; Haiku Nation is way more than just words.

Highly recommended for haiku poetry lovers and for readers in general. A very enjoyable and warm book. Even the dark pieces of work trigger strong emotions. A follow up volume would be most welcome. Spread the word, P.J. Reed is the haiku poet to read. A contemporary of Vannessa Daou.

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Aurora's Night By Jimmy Boom Semtex

Legend has it that in the American desert at a top secret air base, the most advanced and exotic aeroplane ever built is flown. The plane in question, the Aurora, is rumoured to be the fastest, highest climbing, most exhilarating and beautiful in existence. That existence is known to only a few, those who work at Lockheed's Skunk Works. They make the 'cool' planes. Maybe this is how they made the Aurora. Meet Grant, the designer. A young, brilliant and gifted man. His legacy is the most breathtaking flying machine in world history. It all started with a paper plane.

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Picnic by Jimmy Boom Semtex

Picnic by Jimmy Boom Semtex

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Hot Is The Wind
One night can change things forever. Like the night the Americans came. One survivor went through hell to live. When the sirens went off, people pulled blankets over their heads rather than go to the freezing shelters. Then the bombers arrived overhead. They didn't miss.
It was a hauntingly beautiful sight. The city, Tokyo, on fire. Glowing red in the night. Being destroyed by fire bombs. No mercy on the exhausted inhabitants, for it was total war to the death, that cold winter's day.
Those who were quick ran for their lives. They had a chance to live. Taking themselves, a few possessions and fleeing their homes. Traditional Japanese homes of wood and paper, amongst which was small factories. All were targets hit without mercy. That night changed everything. Worst air raid of the entire war. It was justifiable then. And now?
One survivor remembers and fears Japan will fight future wars. Will it be like back then? People treated as 'weeds' with a divine wind saving them? Make the nation strong, don't appease China or anyone else. Arming Japan, new laws to allow war, repressing the population. Step by step to Armageddon.
Saotome remembers the night on fire, a hideous wind, running by the train track as bombs fell. He wanted only to live.
Before dawn they reached the river. When the sun rose, their city was gone. What did being taught to hate, that killing their enemy was right and the 'kamikaze' divine wind would annihilate all before them, achieve? That war was a thief, stealing Saotome's childhood and killing his friends that night.
Japan had to win that war or it would be death and dishonour. When the war was over, the Emperor spoke on the radio. Something unheard of. Would he ask us all to die? Saotome knew their divine wind had forsaken them.
It was March 10 1945. 100,000 people died. Fire bombed by the B-29s. Will politicians who avoid talking about the past lead to apathy and war today?
As Saotome said: "I didn't know if I was really running or if I was in a dream, if I was flying through space. It still gives me goosebumps."
"Those of us who survived have a duty to become a voice for the voiceless."
"If I'm quiet, it means I've accepted the situation. If we don't speak up, the past will be made to disappear."

Berlin Tokyo War Hearts By Nick Armbrister

Finest Hour

Glasgow guitar band His latest Flame                                                                                                                        

singing about love and conflict.                                                                                                                                         

Feel joy and pain,                                                                                                                                               sing poignantly on The Troubles.                                                                                                                     

Trish writes and Moira sings, great live gigs.                                                                                                                 

Sadly cancelled their Manchester Boardwalk gig in 1989.                                                                                             

Maybe Trish and Moira will reunite in 2012, with the other gals. Jangling guitars and vocal harmonies, relevant now as in 89. You could find their singles on sale second hand in 1987.

Early years. Rare music.

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Aurora's Night
That night in the bar was THE night. It stayed with me. We were having a lad's night. The usual stuff. A load of Buds, shooting pool, eating burgers, listening to Rock n Roll and dancing with girls. I was 23 years old. A graduate from MIT and Caltech. I got a job at Lockheed's Skunk Works. They made them all: U-2, SR-71, F-104, C-130 and a few secret ones. All were cool. In-between pool, beer, burgers, gals and my mates, I made a paper plane. I was bored! It flew over the bar for sixty feet. My mate watched it.
"You should enter that paper plane competition. It's next week. There's free beer. Be warned though. Some teams there take it very seriously."
I drank my beer and thought. Why not? It's about planes and there's free beer. Cool. I could even win!
The week later, I entered the comp and won! Can you believe it? Me, the winner with my small paper plane. The more experienced 'teams' weren't impressed! Did they know I was a 'Skunk'? Working for Kelly Johnson's world famous Skunk Works. I bet they did.
One week after that, I was called into the boss' office. Why? Had I screwed up my job? Had a jet crashed? No, I'm too good. Why then? Did I talk when pissed when I was in bed with Sally? The hot bar girl I met. You should have seen her legs. Went on forever! No. The boss read me like a plane book!
"Relax son. I've a job for you, if you want it. You know how we work here. Hush hush. I heard about your paper plane win. Well done. Listen... build us a plane. The coolest plane ever built. You up for it?"
I nodded.
"Build us a Blackbird replacement. She needs replacing."
"Wow!" I exclaimed. "I'll do it."
"It needs to be twice as fast, fly twice as far unrefueled and twenty five percent higher. We've got a new engine design team. They're good. They made an engine. We call it the 'Donut'. You'll see why when we test it. It's new..."
I drank my coffee that my boss' secretary gave me. It was good. You should try it. I looked at the desktop plane models of his: U-2, SR-71, F-104, C-130 and the other secret ones. Wow! Wish I could tell my mum. She's gone. A car wreck last year.
"Glad you're on the team."
"Yes, thanks." My plane will be cool. And stealthy, that's the new buzzword round here. Invisible to radar. But she won't 'exist' in the real world. How sad. No civilians will ever see her, love her, wanna fly her. Only her pilots. We don't exist here. We are ghosts. My boss told me this, again and again. I nodded.
He stated, "Call her 'Aurora.'"
I nodded again and said the word, "Aurora."
"Design me the plane. We have the engine. It must also look cool. The coolest jet ever built. Like our Blackbird."
"I've just the design..." And I had. You know which one.

Three Years Later
The plane designer, called Grant, died aged twenty six. He was still a kid. Cancer murdered him. He never smoked and ran two miles a day in the cool desert mornings. He died three weeks before his plane, the Aurora, first flew. But before this, when he saw her in the hangar as he was cared for by hot two nurses while in his wheelchair, he cried and said she was an angel. When she flies by at Mach 7 and 125,000 feet altitude, she will be and touch heaven. And Grant will be there, looking down. And he'll say, There goes my bird. I designed her...

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This is a set of short stories by Nick Armbrister about a Russian/Soviet warplane called the Aeroprogress T-720B. It covers her flying in the sky, in battle and takes the reader on a nail biting trip to nuclear war. Detailing aerial battles, weapons and emotional scenes this is a free download by Nick, to promote his writing and work. The aircraft was a design study and never built, never entered service or saw combat. Nick made her faster and more deadly.http://www.lulu.com/shop/nick-armbrister/kahlia-akasha-series/ebook/product-22411612.html

More Than Mates By Jimmy Boom Semtex

Jimmy "Boom" Semtex is a new writer of alternative poetry, fiction and erotica. With real life characters and situations and hot steamy sex scenes, the three short stories in More Than Mates are new and original. Times of Plenty is about a gay couple and the sex club they go to. Join Brian and Kev as they enjoy a night of adult fun. More Than Once is about Kev and Joe, a mixed race couple and their exploits of hedonism. Mr Fluff is a cops and bad guy story with a difference, featuring lots of action when France meets Jonny. Over 18s only due to adult content.



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Martian Gothic

It was a unique environment.

They were unique people in a unique place.

A mountain fifteen thousand metres high with a vertical south face.

Two pretty Goth girls stood on the edge.

One footstep forward and it was a huge fall to the Martian plateau.

Three hundred metres in front of the girls was a fine layer of Cirrus cloud,

thirty metres thick.

The Terraforming had worked brilliantly providing a heavy Earth like atmosphere on Mars.

Olympus Mons was a great holiday destination for young East European adventurers like Hanneke and Silge.

Hanneke had waist length black hair and Silge shoulder length red hair with lip piercings.

Both were equally beautiful as the magnificent landscape straight out of a sci-fi film.

They were taking time out of their Earth based Martian Geology course after a short field trip.

A quick hike was a chance to chill out and take in the stunning views.

war

WAR

The soldier said to the bargirl:                                                                                                                              

'I hardly expect you to understand.                                                                                                     

We’re just following orders...'                                                                                                                             

In the coming attack, thirty thousand died.                                                                                                          

The soldier was lost due to friendly fire.                                                                                                             

It was 1939...                                                                                                                                                      

Between fifty and seventy million perished in the coming war...

Backfire 4 Burn

Backfire 4 Burn
She was quite a bird. Why did they update her so? Twin 55k engines in full 'burner. Don't they know that airframe limits would be reached in dry thrust? That bird would fly like a fighter. Did she? Rolling, turning, climbing, diving. What of her airframe strength? Enough? To fly fly fly. Those Blackjack engines were more than enough for her to kill Yankee carriers. As were her original engines. Backfire could have been the biggest air combat fighter. Was she close? Soviet dreams.

Warrior Woman

There's a warrior woman in my head. I dream of her. Unsettling and unwanted. She fights me. Every time I lose, she wins. I can't beat her or match her skills. She works in a town protecting it. And did something to my head, confusing me. I don't know which road to take. It all looks the same. All are closed to me. I can't get out of her town. I'm hurt after we fought. Her sword was razor sharp. Her armour impenetrable. Why didn't she kill me? Am I too easy a kill? I don't want to go to her town again. It'll be my end. Yet I greatly admire and respect her though I tried to kill her. My limbs failed against her Samurai steel. Rightly so. Her skill knows no equal, same as her evil, same as her looks. This strange woman is bizarre. A gun for hire in a northern town? I feel I know her. You see, she exists within me and I fight myself. And in a way, she must always defeat me. I know what she stands for.

DUEL

I stand on the rail of the ferry looking back

through the rain and wind and time.

I imagine the battle between Spitfire and Messerschmitt

at wave top height.

Who will bring their guns to bear first?

In the tight turns the Spitfire is king

but the 109 climbs so much faster.

Only God would know who is the winner

as both planes fall wounded to the sea.

Who will remember the wartime duel 60years ago?

I’m jerked back to reality as rain runs down my neck.

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Those Sexy Thighs
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There was something super sexy about a pair of firm thighs in denim shorts, especially dark skinned or tanned ones. It drove men of all ages wild and made women want to be models. They were when wearing these cut down jeans. The style was superbly designed. Zas modelled them to perfection. The camera never lied. It was all on film and in the magazines. Un-airbrushed and real.
Her legs were to die for. They were often wrapped about some younger male lover or her housemate. Zas was very open minded and wild in bed. This was odd, considering how conservative most Peruvians were. Was it purely personal choice?

CITY UNDER THE SEA

 

 

CITY UNDER THE SEA

Thousands of years ago there stood a huge prosperous city on the shores of the Mediterranean Sea.

Sea level was lower then and the ocean was smaller and less deep. Over the years the sea level rose, covering and drowning this magnificent place.

Many people tried to stay to ride out the storm but the flood of water became deeper and deeper until it was too late – underwater.

Some escaped by boat to nearby islands and coastlines but most drowned, killed in the unpredictable waters. The highest honour?

Today, two hundred metres down and five miles offshore lie the ancient ruins long lost from view, still standing.

Roads lead to a central square, to deeper water and smaller villages, now unknown places.

A place forgotten but by a dozen men, descendants of their drowned forefathers, long ago.

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Fire Extinguisher Man Erotic Stories Series Five by Jimmy Boom Semtex

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'Chamber music makes me want to shave your balls,' read the email. Fire Extinguisher Man laughed and almost dropped his coffee cup. This sounded fun. He replied back that he was game and they sorted out the details.
The woman was called Emma. She was fifty. But looked fifteen years younger. She was very open minded and up for new adventures. That included ball shaving.
They met in a posh Yorkshire town and rented a hotel room for the night. She paid him £250 upfront. Emma had a USB stick with chamber music on it. She turned on the entertainment system and played the music. It sounded like tinkling water and was very soothing. It needed to be when she got out her cut throat razor and shaving foam.
"Bloody hell woman! Look at that thing. You'll make me a eunuch," Fire Extinguisher Man gasped, looking at the lethal implement.
"Sweeney Tod

aint got nowt on me," laughed Emma, opening the blade and whipping it through the air.
"Damn right. I'll make sure I'm nice to you," the gigolo said.
"Yes, do," the girl replied with a wicked grin.
She got the stuff ready and Fire Extinguisher Man undressed. He looked at his balls. I could lose you today my dear bollocks. Well, it's been nice knowing you...
It was time to shave his balls. He lay down on the huge blue bath sheet and thought of England.

Syria: Ukraine Part Two

Syria: Ukraine Part Two
It's a matter of time before a Neo Soviet jet or gunship is shot down in Syria. The crew being captured. Then their heads being chopped and spiked. Filmed on Hi Def video for their mamushkas to see. 
What does their dear leader, Putin The Dog think? Nothing. He's fine on losing a few aircraft and pilots to further his new adventure: supporting the gangster Assad before his regime collapses. 
All it does is prolong the end. The cunt is doing his job, in his element. Formulating more death. Using dumb smart bombs on ISIS/Daesh targets. But they're not. It's other fighting groups, some good, some bad.
Or killing civilians which they deny. More Neo Soviet lies. Hitting the other groups to save Putin The Dog's crony, Assad. Both guilty as hell, dictators from brutal wars. Does the Neo Soviet idiot want a quarter million dead?
Who cares who. How long before the big one? RAF jets are ready to shoot down enemy jets. Who's the enemy? Taking his Ukraine side show to Syria. Along with his 'little green men' volunteers, on holiday again?
Send them home in sand filled coffins...

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Those Sexy Thighs
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Right now, Zas was wearing a strap on dildo and fucking a lady named Clare. The two met online and after an exchange of hot emails decided to make it real. Gasps and sighs filled Zas' bedroom while Clare licked her pussy. They filmed it for posterity.
The dildo was bright orange in colour and was called The Thunder Head. It glistened with pussy juice. The nylon straps that held it in place were jet black. It was a ferocious fourteen inches long and a work of art. A thing of great beauty giving total satisfaction. It was handmade and numbered. Zas had number 227. It retailed at $2,000. Only connoisseurs and collectors bought them.

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Spud Time Nick Armbrister

Cecil Eccleswaite the 3rd is mad. He kills people in a unique way. No one else murders by firing potatoes from their hands. He shows no mercy on whom he picks. Join Cecil on a bus ride in Lancashire, England. Will anyone survive the trip? And what happens when the bus reaches its destination? Find out in this short horror story by Nick Armbrister. You'll think twice about eating spuds.http://www.lulu.com/shop/nick-armbrister/spud-time/ebook/product-22395731.html

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Meet Nigel and Stacy, an alternative English couple in their thirties. Both are very much in love and enjoy intimacy and making love. They plan on getting married in a pretty hand fasting ceremony in the near future. Both exchange wedding vows to one another while making love. The only thing needed is to make it official by the High Priestess during a magic ritual. What could go wrong?

---
Stacy was a girl who was just like any other; she had nice long light brown hair and grey eyes that were full of intelligence and life. A tall captivating lady with a full figure and ample assets.
She caught the attention of a guy quite early on in her life. His name was Nigel; he was only two inches taller and of equal intelligence and creativity. He was an author, matching her career as an artist. Both were the best in their fields and had made considerable money from their endeavours. Neither was materialistic. Both lived for one another and the simple joy of being together and unconditional love.
For five years they had been together and were planning a pagan hand fasting wedding next summer. It had to be right and just for them. Something very special to remember, bringing them closer together. The start of the rest of their young lives as a couple, joined as one. Both had the same tattoos on their left arms, a dark fairy with the words: 'Hell Fire Fairies' delicately inked on by their local tattooist.


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Fire Extinguisher Man is back, an ex fireman, who now has the perfect job. He's a gigolo for hire. The best lover, a trained counselor, he's perfect company for the ladies. Join him in five stories with wives and women who want real action. A mother and daughter out jogging experience more than a run. See what they get up to. A lady called Tanya exchanges some raunchy messages with Fire Extinguisher Man. What do they say? And meet Victoria, a happily married woman. She wants some secret fun. Other stories aren't what is expected. Do you want to find out? This is Jimmy Boom Semtex's new erotic short story series.

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Silence descended in the design room. The walls were surrounded with flashy looking hand drawn artwork of dress designs, from cocktail to casual, it was all here. As were framed blown up front page covers from several of the world’s top fashion magazines. All had glowing praise on various Jelma dresses, fashion shows and dress launches. It was the real deal.

“Kaito has the real Kazuki dress on. Don’t you recognise your own handiwork Kaito?” Jelma laughed, moving her hair from her eyes. It was untied, adding to her looks. As did her new contact lenses.

“What? No…” Sera was shocked. “You mean? This is…”

“Yes!” Jelma nodded, grinning.

“Oh my fucking God!” Kaito commented in disbelief. She looked down and really examined ‘her’ dress. “I’m wearing the Chinese copy, from Loquat.”

“There you both are. Are you both surprised? Look closely at your dresses. You were both wrong. Yes, the Loquat 'copy’ is of excellent quality. I’m sure you agree Sera. You’re wearing it!”

Kaito went over to Sera and knelt down; she checked the work. Really give it the once over. The quality is… good. This is meant to be a Red China knock off… and the quality is good. Too good.

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This story is about Zas, a Peruvian lady who works in a factory making jeans. She works her way up, becoming the 'face' of the company through her modelling. She is the new Monroe or Hepburn, with a blossoming career as a model and in fashion. She also flirts with other things. While on a photo shoot, Zas meets Pedro, a handsome farmer from the province. Will romance blossom between them? Will he become a model? Meet Zas' friend Kali. She loves driving her Fiat Panda convertible on high mountain passes. Do these young people live the simple life we all dream of? Read on to find out.

Evenly Erotic: Short Erotic Stories By Nick Armbrister

Evenly Erotic: Short Erotic Stories
By Nick Armbrister

Ali arrived at nine fifteen exactly, driving her pink customised street style four wheel drive jeep. She looked stunning, wearing her gothic clothing and a bit of rose blusher. Knocking on Pil’s door, she waited for him to answer. The sound of Black Sabbath was audible even now, from outside.
He opened the door and greeted his friend, hugging her and let her in. “Good to see you Ali.”
“You too mate. What you been up to?” the Goth girl commented over the heavy metal music, sitting down in a low lounge chair. “I like your music but would you please turn it down a bit? It’s a bit loud,” she added, grinning.
“Oh you know, the same old stuff. Been working in town on a new building and seeing my mates. Went for a walk before down the road, fell asleep under the sun and got a stiff neck,” he answered, turning the stereo down.
“Oh right, sounds idyllic. Hey, what’s up?” Ali asked, sensing something was the matter.
“Just... well nothing really. I just dreamt of my ex Davina, when I was asleep under the tree when I was out walking,” Pil whispered, looking down at the floor.
“Hey, don’t be sad. We’ve got a good weekend planned, you get to drive to the show in your cool sports car and hey! I’m here now,” she soothed, smiling and reassuringly holding his shoulder.
Making eye contact for the first time with Ali, she saw Pil had been crying. His eyes were red and puffy. “Hey, really it’s going to be fine. Trust me. Don’t be sad, don’t mourn the past. Live for the future.”

Fire Extinguisher Man Erotic Stories Series Two by Jimmy Boom Semtex

Fire Extinguisher Man Erotic Stories Series Two by Jimmy Boom Semtex

Nalma nodded and kept sucking, taking in more of his dick. She was enjoying this. Her hand played with his balls and caressed them. They're so big! Just like his cock. I'm surprised it fitted inside my pussy.
"Keep licking the tip of my cock like that. Feels fantastic."
"You got it," Nalma replied in-between sucks. 
Fire Extinguisher Man shot his load. Nalma swallowed it. There was a lot but she was ready. Not many girls could handle that amount of spunk. She stood up and washed her face and mouth in the water and grinned. Fire Extinguisher Man kissed her and tasted himself. He caressed her breasts and gently massaged her neck. Finishing kissing, he turned Nalma round and they made love standing up, from behind. Nalma opened her legs and guided him home. Fire Extinguisher Man had to be gentle as Nalma was feeling tender down there. Getting a good rhythm going, she was fine. No rough and tumble here.
"Ah yes! Fuck me, fuck me," Nalma commented, feeling her own breasts and closing her eyes. She was really into this.
"Oh yes babe, all the fucking way," Fire Extinguisher Man replied, doing his job. The world's best lover. Got to remember she's tender there

Northern Steel

Hard as nails break the hammer Oldham boy made man 9year old.                               Taught karate by his cousin two broken ribs the price.                                                      Old coz sez no contact you busted my ribs.                                                                 Yet ain’t it meant to be real?                                                                                       Been in two Persian Gulf wars got 5+20 kills.                                                           Joined NATO war keepers when Central America crashed got 3k kills then all verified.                                                                                                                          Now got my own business selling taxicabs with armour plate.                                             No fun here just tough water run readies.                                                               Everyone needs transport in this Mad Max 21century world.                                               In a time of war brave men dug in made the north a fortress.                                Preparing for the next war that was already upon them. 

80 Peso Tap

80 Peso Tap
Pedro went to the hardware shop and got an 80 peso tap. His old silver tap was a fucker. It popped off and soaked him, flooding the bathroom.
His new tap worked a treat. Fresh clear water poured forth. It was time to pamper himself. Simple pleasures. What joy!
He was having a bath when the quake hit. Wham bam Pedro was fucked. Down tumbled his house. His broken body wasn't pretty.
Next the volcano erupted. Lava engulfed what was left of his old home. His tap was fine. Water flowed happily as can be.
Then came the ocean meteor struck with following tsunami. More death and destruction. 80 peso tap functioned. The water was slightly brown.
A typhoon brought torrential rain. Floods were two metres deep. Winds were wicked. 80 peso tap worked underwater.
The landslide from the unstable mountain covered the valley. Three cubic miles of rock covered disaster town. The tap juddered.
The 80 peso tap. Disaster proof. Buy one today at your nearest hardware store. A lifetime investment, destined to outlive you.
We are fanboys/gals of the 80 peso tap. Pedro is dead. His tap still works where his town once was.

from Second Shadow
Jimmy Boom Semtex
ISBN - 978-1-326-38140-0

Juniper’s Daughter: War Is Obsolete – Futility and Hope By Nick Armbrister

Juniper’s Daughter: War Is Obsolete – Futility and Hope
By Nick Armbrister
A collection of dark/light poetry/narratives and stories.
A follow up to my Juniper’s Daughter series.

Six hundred and sixty six days later after their pact, Anna ran through the forest trying to escape the ice dragon that had butchered her husband Lee and would soon swoop down upon her and bring her the same fate. Anna screamed and dodged an icy blast of super cold air and ice daggers that thundered into a huge tree, missing her by a metre. Next time the soaring beast wouldn’t miss. The tree line thinned out and a clearing opened out before the fleeing girl. The treetops gave good cover, why she was still alive. Now she was screwed and with nowhere to hide. The circling ice dragon would kill her at will. She accepted this and walked out into the clearing. Fuck it! Soon I’ll be with Lee and happy once again! If only I was still a witch, I could kill that dragon, sent by Satan, and bring Lee back to life. But I made a pact with the Devil and he gave us 666 days of happiness and then murdered my husband! At least we had that time together! Anna desperately thought. Walking out of the trees Anna became a clear target for the circling ice dragon, which swooped down upon her at two hundred miles per hour, its wings beating like a huge drum. Not long now…

Something happened. The ice dragon never opened fire upon Anna. It crashed into the earth in a huge bang that shook the ground, sending up grass, bushes, earth and bits of ice dragon into the air. Anna ducked while debris rained down all around her. What the hell? Have my magical power come back now Lee’s gone?

A voice came to her, crystal clear, one she had heard throughout forever and thought she wouldn’t ever hear again: “Anna, my dear Anna how are you? I’ve missed you so much. I’m here my dear!” Juniper, Anna’s mother, announced stepping from out of the trees.

“Oh Mother, I’m so sorry for my betrayal of you and of my path. Please forgive me! Don’t kill me! Please don’t kill me!” cried Anna, breaking down to sob. She slowly walked over to her Mother and fell into her arms. In the middle of the clearing the ice dragon slowly melted away to nothing. Down in Hell the Devil screamed in rage, he would have his revenge! At least his former slave Lee was dead.

“I forgive you my dear. And I would never harm you. I’m here to help you. I didn’t like your actions but you did it for love and that is the righteous path. What you gave up, your magical powers and your immortality, was a very humbling act of true unconditional love. For that I respect you. Myself, I could never be that strong,” consoled her Mother.

“Thank you for forgiving me and not killing me. That ice dragon was sent by the Devil and killed my husband, I tried to help him. I was so powerless,” sobbed the girl.

“Against an evil monster like that, even I’d have my hands full. I wouldn’t kill you, not out of revenge for your pact with the Devil before. Now tell me one thing. Do you want to be with your husband Lee? Do you?” asked Juniper to her daughter.

“You know the answer, yes I want to be with him,” replied Anna. She knew what was coming.

“Okay then, do you want me to make it so? I will send you to our spirit realm up above so you can be with your dear husband in spirit. Myself, I will take over here on earth and fight the Devil and his evil. Just say yes and I’ll send you painlessly over to the other side to be with your Lee,” Juniper offered, her deep green eyes showing compassion and love and something else, a determination to see the fight through. Her daughter never had this determination, though she was strong and very skilled, even now as a mortal.

“Yes,” replied Anna. Juniper raised her hands and placed them on her daughter’s head. A blinding white light rose and blotted everything else out. Anna felt a huge rush and then nothing. Time ticked slowly by, it could have been a minute or a million years. When she opened her eyes Lee was before her, his spirit glowing white, true unconditional love emanated from him. Now Anna and Lee were finally together forever, as spirits…

Second Shadow Jimmy Boom Semtex

Second Shadow

Jimmy Boom Semtex

Table Size

The man had a big shiny table. Like a pool of oil you can swim in. Lose yourself in. Is it true that table size equals cock size? The sexy gothic wannabe turtle babe found out.

The hard way! A big 14 inch Fire Extinguisher Man cock, black in colour, pounded her cunt. Turtle girl was naked on the table. Her sexy lil black dress on the floor.

Table dick enjoyed Chink gals and got it on. Passing on his seed. Pussies ripped like paper. His cock was too big! No time for a cock reduction. Re-stitch the pussies and do it again.

Selda-Dos review repost

I'm a fan of live music, alternative stuff like metal, goth and much more. I'd like to share a venue and band with you. I've spent several good nights there seeing the band live along with other groups. Read on if you want to know more...

In their own words: A one-stop music hub offering a lifetime imprisonment of music!

Selda-Dos

Selda-Dos is a pub/bar/live music venue in Quezon City, Metro Manila area, run by Selena Moon. It's a new venue with varied music nights where music like rock, acoustic and metal is played to a live audience. An example is the Acoustic Indie night held on a Tuesday. Open mic events are also held. Many local and international bands gig there to a packed audience. Sound and light systems are excellent, giving the audience clear music. When live music isn't on, a PA system plays a variety of metal and rock music.

A unique prison type theme resounds through Selda-Dos. This includes cells, complete with bunk/table/chairs for 'inmates' eating their 'last meal', served by orange jump suited staff, before facing the 'electric chair' and a 'height chart' for 'suspects' to be photographed against. A simple but strangely very effective theme for a venue. If you've ever served time or done bird, be warned. The setting is both real and authentic. Of course, entertainment and a fun filled evening is a must. You may leave your mark by marker penning your name on the cell wall. With permission of course. A security guard gives discreet but effective security.

Drinks

Being a bar, Selda-Dos serves a wide range of drinks and food. For example, single bottles of San Mig, Pale Pilsen, Red Horse or Super Dry beer are on sale or buckets. A beer tower is P300. Spirits like vodka cost P50 a shot. Bottles of cola are on sale for non-drinkers. Happy Hour is 7-10PM Monday-Sunday. On some promo nights a free drink is included in the entrance cost. One example is for a Penalty (cost) P75 entry/drink at the Alternative Rock and Blues Behind Bars night. Some shots are on offer too. All prices, including food, are great value.

Food

Meals include starters to main courses and desserts. The menu is long and varied with for example Oxo Gang Pasta with names like Tuyo Will Die. The Murdered Burger is aptly named. Other food is called Robbery, Fraud and Arson. Sausages are of note with Prison Angel Sausage being one example. All the staff are highly trained, professional and courteous. Food is served quickly and arrives hot.

Getting There

To get to Selda-Dos, there are various ways from taxi to jeepney. Google Maps gives an effective route planner there from your location. Other bars nearby give varied evening.

Contact Details

Telephone:  0916 259 5250

Address: Selda-Dos, Visayas Avenue, Tandang Sora, Quezon City, Metro Manila, Philippines.

Ode To LaLuna (OTLL)

One band that plays Selda-Dos is Ode To LaLuna (OTLL). Five members make up this band. Members are: Yue - Drums, Iah - Guitars, Sin - Bass, Selene - Keyboards and Ishtar - Vocals. People need to know what a band sounds like and music wise they are Goth/Dark/Symphonic Metal/Heavy Metal. But those are labels. Talking of labels, OTLL are on Inner Circle Production record label. Make up your own minds and enjoy their songs, as I do. OTLL is an excellent band of talented members. They can be booked for gigs, functions, weddings (they gigged my wedding) and more.

Music includes their own songs off an album, Moonbreak, or their new forthcoming release which is out soon. The greatly moon inspires the band and their music. Various cover versions are in their repertoire including Lacuna Coil through Metallica and Paramore much more.

Promotions

Various promos will take place in 2015, for example Alternative Rock and Blues Behind Bars night. A promo on production events, special occasions and VIP/function room reservation with new affordable rates is available. To also collaborate with Selda-Dos on production events, call 0915-4335264 or 0915-2595250.

Selda-Dos Recording Studio

A 2nd floor recording studio is available to hire. With the Early Rehearsal Jammers Promo, it's for hire P160 per hour from 3-7PM daily.

Location: 389 2nd Floor, Dona Ignacia Building, Visayas Ave Ext, Tandang Sora, Quezon City.

Telephone: 0977 199 6460 for queries and bookings.