Cum Chronicles No.2

In this second installment of my Cum Chronicles, I feature—hell, who am I k**ding? In this installment I don’t merely feature her, I alternate between writing about Jessica Workman and jacking on my dick to her. Forgive the crassness, but it’s the truth. Yesterday morning, she made the list of women I’ve cum to at least ten times. Now, among all the porn I stroke to and cum to—ten for one woman is, frankly, quite a tally. And, right now, I’m rock hard and ready as I leer at her, lust after her, stroke to her—yeah, I will probably make it number eleven today.

Good thing she doesn’t live in my neighborhood. I’d probably, at the least, have a restraining order against me.

I first came across her—yes, that’s a double entendre—a few weeks ago. And, whenever I open up a video clip of her, I can’t seem to stop jacking to that gorgeous body; that face, those legs, that ass, those tits. Damn, she is a beautiful young woman. Born in 1992, she still qualifies as a babe. And, in my book—as I pause every few words to go back to the video I am writing about to give my cock a few tugs—a fuck babe. She was named Playboy’s Cyber Girl for August 2012, when she was only twenty. Playboy also produced a number of videos that puts her wonderful, dick hardening body on display.

For the record, I have downloaded a few of these video clips to my computer, but X-Hamster has not allowed me to upload them here. This clip I review comes from an x hamsterite who goes by the moniker “dwbabes.” Check out his site. His deal is taking clips, editing in music. He does a nice job.

And, this clip from his site will give you an idea as to why I am so infatuated with this delicious looking little fuck bunny named Jessica Workman:

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This clip has Supertramp’s Give a Little Bit as background music, which is a fun choice. As the title fades away, there she is—Jessica Workman. That face! Fuck me running. She uses her right hand to sweep her lush brown hair on her left side. Take in those eyes, gentlemen. That smile. Those lips.

This clip feeds into a couple of my fantasy narratives. In one of them, I am filthy fucking rich and I can afford unlimited access to young pussy. Yes, in my various mansions, my beach houses, on my yacht, on my customized jet with a bedroom, a fuck room—when I’m there, I keep young lay around women close by, at the ready for my pleasure—for me to fuck whenever I’m ready for some more fuck joy.

Heads up! Whenever the text goes to an italics font—I’m in fantasy mode.

I am treating her to a lunch at an exclusive, five star restaurant. The waiting list is up to six months, but I get us in with a phone call. And, as we drink Dom Perignon P2 1998 and munched on Beluga caviar, she only has eyes for me. I’m her ticket to the good life. And all she has to do is make me cum. Over and over and over. All she has to do, is let me fuck her whenever I’m feeling my need. Over and over and over.

For now, for the foreseeable future—her sexual charms, her sexual attentions, her beauty, her soft skin, her tits, ass and pussy all belong to me.

Every man in the Chandelier Room at the restaurant —wealthy moguls like me—knows that this afternoon, this evening, well into the night—I am going to fully indulge myself with this young fuck babe. I’m going to touch and taste her. I’m going to roam my hands, mouth and cock over her oh so lovely body. It’s going to be my dick she will kiss and lick and suck, my cock she will softly grip with her hand to guide me into her oh so young and snug, warm and welcoming pussy. It’ll be my cum we’ll be wiping off her beautiful face, her beautiful tits, her beautiful back, her beautiful ass. It’ll be my cum getting pumped up inside her as she gasps out as I cum and cum and cum some more. Her sweetly telling me I’m so strong and powerful inside her.


As she finishes her mousse, dabbing her lips with the linen napkin, Jessica looks at me coyly, tilts her head and says in a playful stage whisper, just loud enough for the bankers seated nearby to hear, “Mr. D, I’m so horny right now.”

“Well, little darlin’. Let’s go get that taken care of.”


But I digress. There she is, in the opening frame of the video. The camera moves down a bit and Jessica pulls up and peels off her top to reveal this sweet little, baby blue two piece affair. Thus, we get some foreshadow of “cuming” attractions.

Back to my fantasy…

We enter my penthouse suite, one of the dozens of residences I maintain around the world. While I undress, Jessica goes to the bar and pours two fingers of Balvenie 25 year old, triple cask scotch into a Waterford tumbler. Neat. No bruising of that fine whisky for me. Yes, this is our pattern. This how we begin our fuck sessions.

Naked, I lay out a towel on a club chair and I sit down. Savoring the moment. I take my mighty man tool in hand. Stroke to her. Jessica smiles at me, walks toward me, deftly lets her skirt fall to the floor-those little panties cover so little. She hands to me the scotch and I rub my right hand up and down her left thigh, and then up and down the inside of her right thigh. Because I can. This woman is mine. Mine to enjoy. She is not only my entertainment. She is my reward—for all the struggles, all the ruthless moves, all the cutthroat deals, the backroom jostling; all the bribes—all so I can stay on top of the heap. So I can get the best booze, the best food; the best accommodations. And, of course, the best pussy.

I sip my five hundred dollar a fifth scotch. And look her over. And resume my stroking to her. Thinking how nice it’s going to feel spacing out on top of her, slipping inside this oh so desirable woman, watching her eyes as I do so, and just fucking her and fucking her with abandon. Getting what’s mine. It’s good to be the king.

She smiles down at me again, lifts up her top and removes it. Ah, she is wearing my favorite bra and panty set. Baby blue. I moan as I completely surrender to the moment. I am a pure sexual hedonist, no doubt about it—and within recent years I’ve been able to afford to fully indulge my prurient desires. She is barely legal and I leer, thinking about all the young stud wannabes who have to get in line behind me to roll around and rut with this amazing fuck bunny. My deal with Jessica is straight forward. I own this building and have her installed in one of my apartments, three floors down. She is one of four young women I keep in my stable for this semester. Yes, all of them are college co-eds. They each get free rent. A debit card with a weekly allowance. I pay their tuition. They get to use the town car service I own—gratis. And, for my part of the deal, in return I get to fuck them on demand. In addition to fucking them when I want it—when I’m in the city, my base of operations—they takes turns bedding down with me for the night. Tonight, it’s Jessica’s turn.

I change out the women each semester. But I’m thinking I might renew my deal with Jessica. Hot damn. No one has ever made me cum as many times as this young thing. Such talent with her tongue, hands and lips. Such a tight pussy.

Back to our video. After Jessica removes the top and we get a view of that body, that perfectly tanned body, unblemished and so smooth looking, she graces us, gifts us by turning around to show off that incredible ass of hers. Here, I typically pause the video and stroke a few times to that amazing bottom. Her cheeks are a little fleshy so you know where I’m going with this. Ramming that rump, banging that butt, pumping that pussy—doing her from behind—getting after her with fuck crazy vigor, making her grunt and bark out little yelps of pleasure—you just know those pretty cheeks would quiver and quake. Oh what a view that would be.

Here, I have to give kudos to the Playboy tradition of excellence in photography and videography. From the “Sweetheart of the Month” Marilyn Monroe in 1954 to the Cyber Girl era of today—these technicians and artists have consistently and persistently provided the best in alluring and sensual presentations of the female form and personality. This is no exception.

But that ass….oh my.

I set down my tumbler, let go of my cock and reach for her. I turn her around and simply stare at that ass. My territory. I roam my hands over it, moan and groan and bend forward and kiss over her ass cheeks. Jessica presses gently against me, bends forward slightly. I resist the urge to peel down her panties. She whispers, “Oh yes, Mr. D. It’s all yours, baby. No one gets to see it, touch it, or cum on it but you, Mr. D.”


Then, she smiles at the camera. Knowing full well her ass looks so fucking fine. That dicks are hard right now. That every man viewing has to be moaning and groaning and probably stroking. That smile. She knows. Every hetero man that sees her wants to fuck her and would probably commit some serious crimes, skip mortgage payments or steal from the petty cash account if that’s what it took to be able to be with her, if only for an hour or so.

Jessica moves to a couch and lays out, only briefly. But the spread she makes, oh my. This piece of video is way too short, but for me the first, overpowering thought is how nice it would be to get that full body contact, lying beside her, then mounting her, feeling all that young female flesh—her hands moving over my back, ass and thighs. My hands, roaming, softly savoring the feel of her taught, young skin. Kissing her, caressing her face—cherishing this woman.

Then, abruptly, Jessica sits up with her back to the camera. What a view. She sits on her ankles and we catch a breathtaking view of her lovely back, her gorgeous ass. That lush head of hair.

Now, gentlemen, we’ve all been there—that critical moment in the pursuit of pussy. Yeah, especially when it’s the first time with a particular woman. Jessica reaches up behind her to unsnap her bra. Yes, that crucial moment, when a woman lets you, or she does it herself, unclasp the bra. That’s when you know. It’s going to happen. You are going to get to fuck this woman.

A few seconds later, the camera is in front of her, and we see Jessica’s oh so sweet looking breasts. Now, Boobpedia says Jessica Workman stands 5’7” and has a set of 34Ds. Now, I am an incorrigible, unapologetic tit man. They don’t necessarily have to be huge, but they do have to be pretty. And, hers are beautiful.

She cavorts a bit on the couch and at about the two minute mark, while lying on her back, Jessica lifts up her hips, raises her ass up off the couch and peels down those panties. And there Jessica is—in all her naked glory.

Jessica kneels before me. She looks up at me with those incredible brown eyes—giving me a gaze that would make any man give up everything for a go at her. She says, “Oh Mr. D. I love the way you lust after me. Oh yes, how you get hard for me. I love that.”

Jessica leans forward, and gives my long proud cock a long, lush lick. I put my right hand on her head, run my fingers through her hair. Then, the sweet little fuck babe closes her mouth over my dick and for the next few minutes I enjoy being serviced by her—I don’t want it to ever end. She softly cups my balls then moves her hands up and down along my thighs, then gently grips my shaft to work my cock, up and down. Such pleasure. Such pure, prurient pleasure. Her hair drifts over me in silky waves as she bobs her pretty head. Yes, this is why I do what I do—fight and struggle; beat back contenders, buy and sell and make my money. I do it all so I can enjoy such moments as this. Yes, so I can experience such sweet delights as Jessica—on her knees, treating my throbbing cock to this saliva coated sucking, licking and kissing.

I feel so strong and powerful right now. Getting what’s mine, getting my reward. Yes, feeling my sexual privilege, living out my sexual privilege.

The camera moves up and down, back and forth, to afford a languid display of her body. A couple times Jessica presses her beautiful breasts together to let men know that that there is enough wonderful tit flesh to hug a dick. And always, throughout, there are those eyes, those big brown, limpid eyes of hers that sees you getting hard, sees you lusting after her, longing to touch her, longing for her to touch you. A woman built to make men hard, to make men desperate to fuck; yeah, built to make men cum.

Then, there is more of her standing up—the camera again moving up and down her body. The clip ends with a part of her cyber girl interview where we hear her voice. She talks a bit about her life in Cleveland—“going downtown” to party. We get a sense of normalcy. But her voice, oh my. A little husky, young and vibrant. I can just hear her saying, “Oh Dean. Fuck me again.”

After a time, after getting me to the edge, after turning me into a lust crazed man, Jessica stands, and motions for me to follow her. I stand as we move to my bedroom suite—to my fuck room. She reaches up, unsnaps her bra and tosses it over the back of a couch. At the doorway into my expansive bedroom, she drops her panties and I moan. Now, there is nothing between me and that perfect pussy.

I reach for her and roam my hands freely over warm body. I finger up inside her and Jessica gasps and sighs, “Oh yes, Mr. D. I was wet for you in the restaurant. Knowing you were hard for me.”

I lay her out on the bed, and for the next several minutes I kiss over her body, trace my fingers over her; my cock, I use it to claim her body by rubbing it over her tits, her stomach and along her thighs. I move down, kissing over her thighs, inching my way up, and there I am, at her wonderland. Where every man who sees her wants to be. I kiss her pussy, roll my moist tongue over her pebble hard clitoris. Jessica sighs and gasps and presses her legs against me, “Oh Mr. D. You are magic down there.”

Then, Jessica gently presses me on my back, and she commences to brush her hair over me, and to press, dab and rub her lovely tits over my, head to toe—pausing a while at my cock, to lick me and kiss me there again. She urges me to roll over and then Jessica treats me to another lovely body rub. I am awash with sensation. Filled with that overwhelming sense of well-being that comes with sexual privilege.

On my back again, Jessica moves up so her breasts are right there. I kiss over them, savoring my unfettered access to these oh so pretty tities. I pat her ass, knead her cheeks in my hands. Then, Jessica sweetly takes my cock in hand, “Oh Mr. D. Such a strong cock.” I stare up into her face—lost in lust. She is so beautiful.

Jessica kisses me and whispers, “It’s been since Sunday when you fucked me last, Mr. D. At the party with the other girls. But now, today, this big proud cock is all mine. And, my pussy is the only one you’ll be fucking today, tonight. But it’s all yours to use, baby.”

I watch—and feel—as this wonderful woman slides down on my cock. She sighs, “Oh yes. That’s where your cock belongs, Mr. D.”

I move my hands over her ass, her tits, “Oh damn. My pussy. Mine.”


Jessica lays out onto me, still moving her hips, her ass, up and down, “All yours, yes. Only you get to do this to me.” Jessica sits up and begins to move in earnest.

Now, in my judgement there are two sounds that are among the most evocative and wonderful in all of nature. The sounds of a woman emitting a genuine laugh and a woman experiencing a true climax. Jessica does both at the same time. Her body shudders and she grinds her pelvic bone hard against me. Finally spent, Jessica falls onto me. Her body feverish and coated with a fine sheen of perspiration. As she catches her breath, Jessica whispers in my ear, “Your turn darling. But this time I want you to cum in my mouth.”


Again, for the record, in two of the other clips I have of Jessica, there is a breathtaking scene in each one where she crawls up on a bed—naked. Oh my goodness. I usually pause when the camera is at angle toward the front—where we can see Jessica, on her knees and elbows. The camera affords a view of both her pretty face and her gorgeous ass, up in the air. Yeah. That pose—she's ready to receive it, a cock. Frankly, it’s at this point that I usually shoot off to her. Just dreaming of getting my hands on those hips, then pressing my cock into her humid depths.  And just fucking away at her--with mindless abandon.

Well, two fucks later—two hardcore fucks later—we are lying in bed, Jessica cuddled up to me, on my right side. I have my arm around her and my hand is on her ass. I’m feeling so fine. So fucking fine.

My first climax with her for the afternoon, after rolling around and rutting in all the positions, I had positioned her on her hands and elbows and stood at the edge of bed, taking in that view—that wonderful view. Jessica wagging her ass at me, purring at, “Oh Mr. D. Don’t make me beg. Stick it back inside me again.”

And, I had done just that. I had gone butt banging, rump ramming and pussy pumping crazy. Watching the action in the mirrors. Looking down at my cock moving back and forth inside her, exulting in my power and my wealth that allows me such wild pleasures. I had cum hard inside her. Her pretty ass cheeks had been reddened from my lust driven pounding. After I’d finally pulled free of her, spent for a while, she had fallen forward, “Damn! Mr. D. You’re a fucking force of nature, baby.”

Yeah, I’m paying for it—the bucking, the fucking, the sucking, yeah, paying for both the dick stroking and the ego stroking. But it’s worth every fucking penny.

The second climax this afternoon with Jessica—well, she had sucked me and stroked me. I’d been laid out on my back, while she took care of me. Oh my, four or five thick threads of milk white jism had shot up and Jessica had stayed with it, jacking me, getting it all out of me. Making a man mess all over my stomach, chest, her hand and wrist, oozing down her chin. She had looked up at me, my cum on her chin, around her mouth and said “Oh Mr. D. Such a man.”

So now, Jessica traces her fingers over my chest, “Lisa said you fucked her a lot last night.”

“Well, I guess I did, sweetness.”

“I want you to fuck me as many times as you did Lisa.”

I smile, pat her ass, “Oh we’re gonna do better than that, Sweetness.”

“I want to be your favorite.”

I raise up and roll her onto her back. I look over her, run my hand over Jessica’s delicious, delightful body. I kiss her, and then I mount her. She sweetly spreads her legs and reaches down for my cock.


I tell her, “You’re getting there, little darlin’. In fact, I want to keep you for another semester.”

“Oh yes, Mr. D. I want to be your favorite fuck—I want to be the one he gets you hard, every day, the one who makes you cum every day—over and over, baby.”

She sighs, and I know that she knows. Jessica will not have to worry about money for the next few months. Yes, I suspect she feels she has hit pay dirt. But I don’t give a damn—I’m going to be the one fucking this woman into the foreseeable future—me, and only me. As I press inside her, feeling that snug pussy taking my dick, as I feel her hands on my ass, her breath on my shoulder, I feel so powerful. I get sweet young pussy every day and right now—at this sweet moment—she is indeed my favorite.


Wow. I guess I got a little carried away with my fantasy. At the outset, I wrote that I’ve cum to Jessica ten times. Well, I’ve been stopping in relating my fantasy to you guys to go back to the video. Well, just a couple minutes ago, I was staring—and stroking—to that view of her sitting there with her back to the camera, watching her unsnap that bra.

I confess, gents, the count is now eleven!

Hope you enjoyed this review and would appreciate any comments and thumbs up.