Masquerade

MASQUERADE – AN EMAIL SEDUCTION
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Date 01/05/2002 00:08
From: MamaCarla
To: MaskedAvenger
Subject: Tangling With The Man

Hey, Masked! Tangling With The Man was some story! It got me wet behind the ears, mind if it I show it to my boyfriend?? He could use a lift, if you get my meaning!

Smoochahchas, Mama.


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Date 01/06/2002 01:15
From: MamaCarla
To: MaskedAvenger
Subject: Tangling With The Man

Hey Masked, just wanted to say thanx again for that story. Still haven’t let my boyfriend see it, yet. I’ve printed it out for him but gee, it’s getting a little crumpled up now not to mention damp, I gotta go print another copy!

Hugz, yo Mama.



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Date 01/07/2002 01:18
From: MamaCarla
To: MaskedAvenger
Subject: Tangling With The Man

Masked, I didn’t get what U said in yr last post:
/QUOTE
HEY MAMA I WROTE IT FOR YOU AND YOUR BIG HEARED POSSIE IN BAYONNE
/QUOTE
I guess you meant BIG HEARTED POSSE, rite? Cos we got BIG HAIRY PUSSY down here in NJ too! ;-0
And you
Hugs, M.


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Date 01/08/2002 00:24
From: MamaCarla
To: MaskedAvenger
Subject: Re:U MAKE ME HOT

Mr Masquito,
I’m gonna give you wot you deserve, you BAD, BAD bandito, after that last mail.
SHAME ON YOU! Cum down here and I’ll show you something! Yes you! On your knees! U like that don’t you!

Jus’ Kiddin, we be PLATONIC frenz, rite??



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Date 01/09/2002 00:48
From: MamaCarla
To: MaskedAvenger
Subject: Re:WOT ARE U WEARING

Ok, Mr Wetness: Check dis, I hope you cum all ova your keyboard while u read:

Mr Masked Avenger, I’m thinking of you right now. I’m sliding from my chair.
Oh, SORRY. You want to know what I’m wearing, don’t you?
Well, let’s start from the top: I have on a little black tee-shirt, hugging my big 38DD (no foolin!) knockers so tight they’re bustin out of the deep vee. Put your head nearer, honey, that’s right. A little closer.
Can you see that BLUE brassiere down there?, here, let me take this tee shirt off, you’ll get a better view.
There that’s better. Go on, take a look. Don’t be shy. That’s Paris shit, my boy, two hundred bucks of pure silk and lace. Watch my chest B-R-E-A-T-H-E, in, out, rising, falling, rising falling. Are you getting a little, ahm, warmer? Gooood.
Can you smell that perfume, honey? Better not sniff TOO deep, or you’ll be my slave forever. Oh-Oh, too late. Come here, that’s right, put your head on them. Soft, ain’t they?
My brown hands hold you, push you down, HARD into them. Excuse me? I hear your groans, Masquito, but they’re kind of muffled. Did you say “please stop” or “please don’t stop”? I’ll assume the latter.

Like my black skin do you hon? , smooth as black velvet. Mmmm. Now you can get a good look at them 38DDs: Here, let me just unhook that brassiere. Don’t you DARE cum yet, we’re only starting, there’s a LONG ways to go.

So long, Yo mama.



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Date 01/09/2002 23:20
From: MamaCarla
To: MaskedAvenger
Subject: Re:MAMA YOU GET THE OSCAR

Oh Masked, you NAUGHTY boy, using my Oscar award like that! Now I’m going to have to win best actress ALL OVER AGAIN!
So. Now you let me know what YOU look like, and what you like to do to yourself,
I can get right down to the nitty gritty. And don’t think I won’t.

So there you are, my little Oirish Man, with your cool gray eyes and your cool gray hair. So sorry you lost that fight and got your nose broke. And now it’s all twisted. Come here you POOR thing, let me see if I can think of way to STRAIGHTEN it out for you.
My, you ARE hairy! Oh, that tickles. Stand back, that’s it. It’s time for Mama to get DIRTY on herself:
I’ll mail you in TEN MINUTES, don’t go away…Better make it FIFTEEN…


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Date 01/10/2002 00:24
From: MamaCarla
To: MaskedAvenger
Subject: MY POONANNY

Sorry, Masked, that took a little longer than I thought!
Just to keep the mood up, I’ll use the present tense, even though, my Irish boxer, it all happened a half-hour ago.

Well, let me see, where did I leave you? Oh yeah, I took off that tee shirt, there it is on the floor, and the brassiere too. So you can see what your Carla is made of. That’s right, baby, they’re all yours. Look, I can lick them. Mmmm, nice and wet. Come to me. Come, baby, suck them. Oh, that’s so GOOD… You’re lips are on me now.. Oh my God… Oh my, you’re so strong, lifting a big woman like me. Oh, so strong, so gentle and strong…you put me down like a precious doll so I can undress.

Well, isn’t this your LUCKY day! I’m wearing that tight little red leather skirt you like. No, honey, no tights, that’s my legs you’re looking at. Darker than dark chocolate but oh, so much sweeter. Nice and strong. Yes, honey, you may be a boxer, but I bet you can’t get out of the headlock those legs could give you. What, you want to try? Not yet baby, I’ve got a little job for you first.

I’m undoing the zipper. See, it just falls down around my feet. I’m stepping out, one, two. Oops, I forgot to wear panties today! How silly! Just look how SILLY I am! That’s it, kneel down here, so you can see how silly my poonanny looks.
You say you want to feel it? Speak up, Maskie, I can’t hear you. Here, let me guide your fingers. Ohhh, gently now. That’s it. Niiiice and slow. Higher. Nice and warm, isn’t it. That’s it, just right!! OhMyGod, don’t stop now, mmmmm…
Oh, baby. Mmmm. Smell your fingers. That’s MamaJuice. Doesn’t that smell good?

You know what I’ll let you do next time, don’t you? That’s right, Mr Light-heavyweight, I want you inside me…next time… okay?

XXX MamaC.



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Date 01/10/2002 23:05
From: MamaCarla
To: MaskedAvenger
Subject: Re:MY DICK IS COMING TO GIT YA.

You’re in a hurry today, aren’t you sweetie. I hope you haven’t exhausted youself. Judging by your last mail, I think you’ve may still have a just little juice left…Well chill, my love, we’re taking it nice and S-L-O-O-W tonight.

Oh my, what’s that in your hand, it looks a little sore.. here, let me rub it for you.. Hey the swelling doesn’t seem to be going down. Shall Mama kiss it better, hmm?
Oh boy, my favorite flavour, Irish Whisky! Mmm, just relax, I’m sucking you off slowly. Up, down, up, down, my teeth around your bell, oh, was that too hard, I’M sorry. What’s that, are you getting close, let me wipe that off for you.
Here, I’ll stand.. Oh you’re so TALL, Wait I have a footstool here.. There, In you go, oh! That’s deep, you’re turning me INSIDE OUT, baby!! Not too fast, slowly, slowly. Let me twist THIS-away, THAT-away. OhMyGosh, baby I love you, I love you…

Fuck, Mask, we gotta meet for real. Here’s my phone number, CALL me. Don’t be scared. I love you.

Carla