Ernie and The Magic Sex Pill - Sex Stories

Ernie and The Magic Sex Pill

... irritating little giggle when she was being fucked that could distract a guy and throw him off his game. Fuck it. Call Lilly reasoned Ernie, he needed a test-fuck to get started. Sort of a, proof of concept, yeah. He read that in Popular Science magazine once at the barbershop and it sounded cool. Lilly would think he was an intellectual. If it worked with her maybe he could pump up his courage to approach Mabel again. "Hello, this is Lilly." "Hey sweet boobs this is Ernie how ya' been?" "What do you want? Fuck and run? I told you last time if I didn't see you again pretty regular you could go stick your dick into a glory-hole somewhere." "Aw, Lilly, don't be that way, you know I have the highest respect for you." "Right, my fat ass is what you have high respect for." "Listen Lilly, I got in on this top secret government research project to try out a new men's sex drug. It's a proof of cock-n-cept or somethin' like that and only high class guys can do it," I said confidently. "What a crock of shit, Ernie. High class to you is you only use a rubber twice before you pitch it. Proof of concept, where did you get that shit? The only proof you know anything about is booze, 90 proof, 100 proof, yada, yada, yada." "Gee Lilly, I'm sorry you're not up for it. Guess I'll just have to call Letitia Sloan. I know she's really into science studies and shit like this." Letitia was a sweet black lady who just loved to suck cock and had some real strong lesbian feelings too and I've had a ...

... couple of amazing evenings with her and her friend who comes over now and again. I figured this was my trump card with Lilly. "God dammit Ernie you stay away from that lesbian broad she's gonna turn you gay. Of course I'll do your proof of cockcept or whatever the hell it is. Why didn't you say so in the first place?" I knew how to play Lilly like a violin and how to corner her into thinking it was her idea. The next morning about 10:30 after I had a nice shower, put on clean underwear and socks with no holes I waltzed up to Lilly's front door. I reached for the bell when the door opened before I even got there and Lilly said, "Where have you been big boy? My pussy is overheating. Almost melted my dildo waiting for you." I started in the door and Lilly grabbed my arm and all but threw me down on the sofa. She slammed the door, dropped her robe and about 200 pounds of naked flesh pounced on my bones. "Oof! Christ Lilly watch it you bruise my cock," I grunted as she ground her pelvis up against me. "I doubt it from what I've seen you do with that amazing pecker. Let's fuck." "Whoa girl let's get into bed. I could get a kink in my neck on this sofa. I'm pretty delicate you know. You need a little of that forehand play too they talk bout in those sex manuals at the library." "You dumb shit that's foreplay we're not playin' tennis. The only balls getting whacked here right now are gonna' be yours." With that she stripped my shirt, pants and boxers off in a jiffy and I was left with ...