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Hello beautiful people from all over the world!!!  Welcome to Sins Life!!  The true, unconventional love story of Johnny Sins and Kissa Sins, told by me, Kissa!!

I started this blog as a way to keep our photos and adventures in one place, and never imagined that it was going to turn into something that thousands and thousands of people would read.  I especially never thought we would ever hit 1 million readers, but here we are!  This story was initially on Tumblr in a very disorganized blog format, but once we hit a million readers I decided you guys deserved a real website.  And this time it’s the whole story, in order, no more jumping around.

Please enjoy fucking yourself if you have comments about my improper, eccentric writing style, as I am well aware I am reckless with comma placement,,,,, and give no fucks about perfect grammar.  After all, it’s our story and we can write it in run on sentences if we want to.

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Superheros

Sins Life – Johnny Sins and Kissa Sins Erotica Blog  – “Superheros”

I guess I’ll start the story off with the scientific (lol) explanation of why we’re obviously superheros:

I have a so called “problem” with my nerves that causes me to be highly sensitive to touch.  I can feel the details of the wind on my skin, and the curvature of a each drop of water when I’m wet.  I guess this goes hand in hand with my never ending, insatiable thirst for touch.  I crave it.

I am, and always have been, an extremely horny person.  But it’s more than just horny; I’ve always loved touch, even the
touch of something painful translates to me as pleasure in certain instances.  A gentle touch is extremely intense for me, and intense touch is almost too much to handle and I almost can’t take being touched in certain, random places.  I have a G-Spot in my armpit, the back of my head, my hips, as well as the normal ones in my pussy and in my ass.  So pain is just another feeling I can’t handle, and taking it and working through the pain is orgasmic to me.  I remember noticing the nerve in my vagina as early as 8, and when I was about 10 I started masturbating.  I used to think that the “orgasm”, although I didn’t know the word, was right before I actually had the orgasm.  I couldn’t handle the intensity of touching myself through the climax… it was so strong I would start shaking and lose the strength to continue.  So I would masturbate all the way up until the point that I was about to cum and then I would stop, thinking I was finished.  It became very frustrating to me because I could then not sleep until the sun came up, I would lie in my bed confused for hours and so birthed my insomnia.  I later went too far one night and had my first real orgasm and slept like a fucking baby.

Johnny, on the other hand, is a sex god.  His intensity is overwhelming and he takes control of my entire body.  His cock is enormous and muscular and I can feel every single vein in his cock as it slides in and out of my pussy.  I can feel the heat and the power of every inch of him as he thrusts it deep inside of me.  He’s like a wizard.  Sometimes I ask him “what the fuck are you doing????” because I can’t figure out which hand is where and sometimes it feels like he has 10 hands and 10 tongues.highlight2  His energy level, the size of his cock, and his 8 year training as a pornstar has made him a sexual athlete and he’s fun as FUCK.  He’s twice my size and and so he can throw me around like a rag doll, or hold me down and make me cum over and over and over again regardless of how much I kick and squirm.  He is my Daddy and he owns my pussy and I will forever be his submissive little bitch.

The combination of these two things; weird-sensitive-chick and sex-god-man creates something special.  Like fireworks.  When we finish fucking and my 20 orgasms come to an end, my entire body quivers and shakes and I can’t walk, or even stand up to save my life.  I can’t talk or function and he just looks at me and smiles.

This picture is so perfect because he knows exactly what he does to me.  From the second he starts touching me my entire body becomes electric and my nerves stand on end.  I’ve never felt a touch or a feeling as strong as when I’m around him.  I swear on everything even if someone conducted a touch test, I could tell you which one is him no question, because his touch consumes my body.  His cock wreaks havoc on my nervous system and I love not being able to handle it.

At this exact second we’re on the beach in Cabo, fucking as the sun goes down.  He’s fucking me from the back and we notice a jogger approaching on the boardwalk about to pass us.  We stop fucking so we don’t get in trouble, and my worst nightmare ensues which is trying to be quiet/act normal as the nerves in my pussy surrounding his dick twitch and flicker and my entire body vibrates as I shake.  He tells me to “shhh” but keeps his dick pressed into my body, and pumps it into me without moving anything but his dick, and looks at me and starts laughing.

He loves it.  I love it.  Fuck it’s so addicting.  Like the best drug you could ever imagine.

Lost in Blue – My Johnny

“Lost In Blue” by Kissa Sins

That’s my man.  His name is Johnny Sins and he the nicest, most genuine guy I have ever met… And I’ve met a lot of god damn people.  He’s been the first person in my life who can actually slow me down and focus my racing mind to allow me to not think about anything when I’m with him.  Usually I think about so many different things at once that I exhaust myself, but it feels like when I’m around him I can take a deep breath and simply be.  He’s always nice to me.  No matter what.  He’s always calm, always chill.  We love all the same things and make each other die laughing.  He really cares about me being happy and content and does way more than he should for me, and it’s completely flattering to watch how much he loves me.  I’m addicted to the way he looks at me and the way I can tell he feels when he’s next to me.  I’m addicted to his touch and the way he makes me feel inside and out.  But more than anything it’s the friendshjohnny-sinsip that I appreciate.  It’s really open and honest and easy.  Very non judgmental.  I could tell him anything, even if I do something wrong, and he never gets upset or judges me.  There’s something magic in his eyes that I can never figure out.  It’s like he knows something about life, like he knows whatsup.  His eyes are so blue and big and clear they’re like snow globes full of ocean.  And his shyness makes me melt.  We love teasing each other and pushing each other to be better and better and planning all these amazing trips and adventures in our life that I love.  And the fact that when he takes his pants off his cock matches his personality in awesomeness, well that’s just amazing.  It’s like if you could date your best friend, but your best friend is also a sex machine.  Or, you’re dating a Hitachi, but your Hitachi has a personality.  And I love that he loves that his little sex slave can change a tire or go camping for 3 days without doing my makeup.  I’m thankful I can not only have a friend to admit all my fears to, but also a lover to fuck my brains out in the best way.  I respjohnny-sinsect him for being the most motivated, patient person I know.  His dedication to anything he sets his mind to on a daily basis is really amazing.  I couldn’t have asked for a better partner to explore this life with, and I’m happy for every bad thing that ever happened to me because it led me straight to him.
There is no where else on earth that I would rather be than lying on your chest, under your arm, Daddy.  You’re dope and fun and the chillest and I’m so excited for life.  Thank you for everything you do.

 

 

Wanderlust of Kissa Sins

And that’s me, Kissa Sins!!  Last year I quit my job because I woke up one day and realized I was letting my life pass me by, slaving away behind a desk, working towards someone elses goals.  I realized the best years of my life were being wasted working too much and why?  Because someone else told me that’s the way to do it?  Because society tells us that we need to work during the best years of our lives and then retire and experience life when we turn 60????  Seems backwards to me.  Do you know the number one thing nurses report people saying on their death bed?  That they wish they did more of what they wanted to do, more of what made them HAPPY.  No one wishes they worked harder, no one wishes they spent less time with their loved ones, no one fucking cares about their career when the time comes to look back on it all.  The only fear I have, out of all the millions of things that are available to be afraid of, is looking back on my life and saying, “I wish I did that.”  Because I would rather learn from my mistakes than wonder if I’d make em.

What people consider “normal” doesn’t interest me at all.  I don’t want to live the life they tell us we’re supposed to live, I want to find my own way.  I don’t want a normal job and a schedule and a bunch of rules to live by.  I just want to enjoy my life.  I want every day to be an adventure  All I need is this wanderlust, the ones I love, and a camera.  I’m just going to live my life to the absolute fullest every single god damn day of my life and hope for the best.

– Kissa Sins

 

 

Failing At A One Night Stand

This is the first picture Johnny and I ever took together.  We’re in his backyard a few weeks after we met, and I’m smiling like that because I’m in the most comfortable, safest place on earth; under his arm.  He creates a very calm and serene head space for me, and the way his big arms envelop my entire body makes me melt.  The story of how we met will make you laugh so here ya go:

I had broken up with my boyfriend a few months prior to meeting Johnny, and I hadn’t had sex since the break up.  I have always been in long term relationships and so I never got the chance to be sexually adventurous with strangers, and it seemed fun, so I decided to go on a mission to have the first 1 night stand of my life.  When I stumbled across Johnny’s Instagram, I thought, wow this guy is hot, followed by the realization that he was that one bald porn dude.  This is the perfect 1 night stand I thought, he’s a pornstar; he’ll only want to fuck me just like I want, then he’ll be over it.  I hit him up for the fuck of it.

I commented on one of his pictures a very romantic: “I wanna fuck you” and then forgot about it because I noticed he never responds to anyone on Instagram.   I laughed the next day when my notifications were full of comments and likes from him.  Here is the first conversation we ever had lol:

kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sins-life-erotica-7So I send him my phone number and he texts me:

transfer1 We make each other do silly stuff, like make letters out of our hands and take pics and text it so we both know we’re not serial killers, and we both know we’re who we say we are.  Jokes on him because I am a serial killer, but that’s what you get for meeting people on the internet.  We get along really well over text, but I figured I get along with everyone on earth, and assumed he’s just some player and to ignore the chemistry.  All I want is to finally get fucked like I deserve to get fucked, with no strings attached.  My friends told me I was crazy, especially after I showed them one of his movies.  They said he seems like an asshole and I said I don’t care. The whole ‘bald-asshole-fuck-me-until-I’m-dead’ look is okay with me, and fuck off.  We set up a time to meet in the Valley at a local bar, and I am all ready to have my first 1 night stand.

I of course get pulled over on my way to the bar for driving like 90 mph on side streets because I’m so excited.  When the lovely cop is running my drivers license back at his lovely cop car I texted Johnny this picture of my soft, hairless pussy he and tells me how yummy it looks.  He texts me a picture what he was wearing so I could find him easily.  He’s so cute I can’t stop smiling.  The cop comes back and I cover my pussy and smile but I can feel how wet it is and wonder if the cops knows what I’m thinking.  He passes on giving me a ticket and I almost speed again right in front of him pulling back onto the road.

When I get to the bar I park across the street and I walk inside and see him sitting at the opposite side of the entrance.  He’s bigger than I imagined, and much cuter in real life.  My face gets hot and I’m sure it turns red and I swallow hard and walk over to him.  I go to shake his hand like an idiot and then halfway through the handshake realize we’re not at a business meeting and maybe I should give him a hug?  So I give him an almost handshake and then almost hit him in the face giving him a last minute hug.  Perfect I’m an awkward spaz in the first 30 seconds as always.  Fuck.  He smiles big and then makes eye contact with me then immediately looks down.  I follow his eyes to the ground and think to myself, is this guy shy?  I watch him for the next couple of minutes and realize holy shit he is shy.  I assumed he was going to be arrogant because I’ve only ever seen him on Brazzers, and was basing my assumption of how he would act on the aggressive intensity of the way he fucks.  It’s not like I’ve ever in my life watched a porn intro, so I had never even heard him speak.  I’m completely thrown off.  Out of anything on planet earth shy guys are my biggest weakness by far.  We have some drinks and flirt with each other until I flash my pussy to him one too many times and he gets the tab.  I’m not wearing panties and my dress is so short he can see everything from where he was sitting.  Oops.  He puts his hand on my thigh and I move closer until his middle finger hits the soft skin of my pussy.  He pays and we leave and I follow him to his house.

We chill in his backyard and spark a joint.  We laugh and tell stories and feel uncomfortably comfortable with each other until his eye catches mine and I forget what we’re talking about.  He grabs my face and pulls me into him and kisses me hard on the mouth.  He holds the back of my head with both hands and the goosebumps spread like wildfire from the tips of his fingers to the base of my spine and into my stomach.  I’ve never felt anything like it before.  I’ve never felt like I was being electrocuted by touch before.  I’ve always been hypersensitive, but not like this.  I keep my eyes open and stare at him and he puts his lips on my lips and my goosebumps feel like they’re going to burst.  I can all of a sudden feel my heartbeat pulse like a subwoofer in my swollen clit, and I’m so wet I can feel the moisture just barely spreading my pussy lips apart, and the wetness starting to leak down into my asshole.  I cross my legs to hide what’s happening, but it just squeezes my pussy between my legs and makes it overflow and it drips down the soft skin of my inner thighs.  I have never in my life kissed so passionately and I’m immediately mesmerized by his energy.  He pulls me onto him so I’m straddling him on his lap and my pussy juice spills all over his shirt, picks me up and brings me inside.

I remember seeing his cock for the first time.  It was bigger than I thought it was going to be, and pretty.  Very pretty.  I remember wondering if it was going to fit and being excited that it might not.  I put my hand on it, closed my palm on his bulging veins and squeezed.  I bite my lip and look up at him.  He’s a foot taller than me and towers over me.  He kisses me again and I bite his lip too.  We rip each others clothes off and he fingers me and I cum all over his hand.  I suck his dick and appreciate his cock with my mouth.  I remember when he put it inside of me for the first time… it’s the same feeling I get every single time he puts it inside of me now, but the first time I didn’t know my pussy would stretch around a cock that big.  He stares directly into me with his eyes full of blue and takes my breath away as it slides in.  Electricity shoots all over my body like a pinball machine.highight3  I am officially his little bitch.  I would kill every child in a village if he told me to right now, and not because I would want to, but because I am literally a robot programmed to serve him at this moment.  It’s heaven.  I can feel his cock pushing the walls of my body open, and I can feel him in my bone structure.  I’ve never been this overstimulated in my life.  This is the best day ever.

But really it’s what comes next that is more amazing than all of that.  The feeling of lying on his chest under his arm as we both drip in sweat is indescribable.  A layer of cum beneath us, and a layer of sweat between us, I can hear his heart beating in his chest and he holds me harder as he feels me shake.  I can hear the filtered sound of his lungs as they expand in his chest, and my own heart beat so loud it echos in mine.  I realize that this is prSins Life - Johnny Sins & Kissa Sins - How We Metobably when you’re supposed to leave after a one night stand?  I try to calm my nerves down so I can stand up and get dressed but he grabs my face and kisses my lips and we start fucking again.  And again.  Until all my limbs are numb and I can no longer speak.  He looks directly into my eyes when he’s thrusting his cock into my body and I can’t handle how fucking intense he is.  I’ve never been matched in intensity and always feel like I need to get everyone on molly so they’re on my level.  But not him.  It’s like the most powerful supercharged engine screaming on a freeway going a thousand miles an hour.  It feels like it’s supposed to feel.  Fuck money, fuck materialistic shit, this feeling is worth more than all of it.  Sex is better than anything.

Afterwards we fall asleep on the couch together.  I wake up and realize I’m fucking this 1 night stand thing up.  I finally collect myself I start to get dressed and get all my stuff together.  He wakes up and asks me to stay.  I tell him I can’t but he insists.  Really I want nothing more than to lie on his chest all night but I am trying to be a slut.  It’s not working.
We wake up in the morning cuddling, and I reach down and his warm cock is hard as a rock.  We fuck again and I don’t know how because my pussy was so extremely swollen and fucked up but I don’t care or dare stop him and my orgasms overpower the pain and we both cum so fucking hard.  He gets up and makes us breakfast.  He is healthy like me and he makes the most delicious, healthy breakfast and we sit in his backyard and eat.  We’re already making plans to chill again and go hiking and I’m completely confused and think maybe this is how kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sins-life-erotica-69all 1 night stands go?  But am horribly mad at myself because I know I already like him.  Fuck.

I leave his house and try to sit down in my car.  I cannot sit down comfortably.  I cannot stand up comfortably.  My pussy is completely sore and every muscle around it is aching.  I put a sweater from my backseat under my ass and force myself to drive home.  I blast music and scream and dance and can’t help myself from smiling.  I’ve never been so happy in so much pain before.  I can die now.

 

Magnetic

transfer 3For the next two weeks I made Johnny wait.  I was working 60 hours a week and had a lot of stuff going on, and was trying to not let myself fall for him.  We texted constantly, and every time my phone made a noise I hoped it was him.  I couldn’t fight off the butterflies that took over my stomach.  I couldn’t stop smiling when he texted me.  What is this feeling??  The day after I left his house something strange happened to me and I was very uncomfortable with it.  I woke up missing him like the biggest rookie ever.  What was I doing???  I kept telling myself that all it was was a one night stand and to forget about it.  I didn’t want to get involved like that with anyone; I had just quit my job and had huge plans to go traveling around the world to visit every member of my family.  I couldn’t get attached, plus I figured he had so many girls in his life that I was just another one of them, and tried to tell myself that he made every girl feel the way he made me feel.

But he kept texting me, and he kept being extremely nice to me, and kept filling my heart with such positive vibes that I couldn’t stop myself from texting him back, and I couldn’t fight the fact that something about him intrigued me.  Something in his eyes I didn’t expect to see, some kind of pensive understanding he held inside of himself, I could see it when I looked into his eyes.  I honestly expected him to be shallow and arrogant before I met him, but he was additively calm and exuded a serenity that was completely magnetic for me. His eyes almost had a sadness to them, some kind of deepness like he knew more than he let you believe.  I didn’t want to fall in love— but it didn’t matter.  highlight magneticEvery picture he would send me would jump out of my phone and into the colors of my head and electrify my soul as it painted this beautiful picture on the walls of my mind.  I felt like running to him every moment of the day; he was like a drug and I didn’t give a fuck that I was addicted.  I felt like I knew him my entire life.  Then fuck I would catch myself thinking shit like that and think how ridiculous I sounded.  I tried so hard to not trust him and to not feel this way, but at a certain point I stopped trying.  I would drive to his house at 100 mph and scream at the top of my lungs in my car before I got out to release some of the excitement spilling out of my body.  I could get high by meeting his eyes with mine and having these wordless conversations with him.  It was like I was hypnotized.  It was so electric.  I was intrigued that someone could hold my attention and excite me so much; I get bored very easily and tend to find beauty in most people and therefore rarely get attached to just one person.  But he was different, he fascinated me.  The amount of happiness and comfort I felt from being around him scared me because I’ve never truly needed anybody before.  It’s frightening to feel vulnerable, but there’s something so innocently adolescent about that feeling that makes puppy love so warm and fuzzy.  And the more we talked the more we realized we have the same ambitions and goals in life.  But I was very open with him and not wanting to get attached, and warned him to not like me too much because I was leaving to go traveling.  And he tells me don’t worry, he would never want me to not go traveling but it’s too late on the liking me too much thing.

I just fall deeper and deeper into his vibe and he falls deeper and deeper into mine.  My body started needing his.  I started needing his touch, and the fact that I hadn’t even kissed another person since the day I met him made me crave him even more.  I had no interest in hooking up with anyone else, and really wouldn’t notice if he suddenly became the only man on earth.  I was either about to be that girl that gives up her dreams of going traveling for a man, or, perhaps I found someone to pursue my dreams with.

 

The Funeral

The day my Mother died I was asleep in my bed in California.  My cell phone rang five times at around 5am and I kept ignoring it because I thought it was ridiculous for anyone to call me this early.  By 6am I can’t wait to yell at whoever keeps calling so I pick up the phone and yell what the fuck do you want and the voice on the other end says, “Your mom died”.

I rub my eyes and sit up straight and ask them to repeat what they said.  Which they do, over and over again.  I can’t understand what they’re saying even though I hear the words; for some reason I just can’t grasp it.  I can hear the words but my brain won’t organize the meanings.  I don’t know about you but when I first wake up I am completely confused.  If the person on the phone said “Hey how are you” I still would have been confused.  I feel like I’m dreaming.  It was a really intense way of finding out my Mother passed away.  They asked if I could attend the funeral in Toronto and if I was okay.  I say of course I’ll fucking be there, and I’m not sure if I’m ok, and I hang up the phone.  Panic.

I can’t breathe, I can’t concentrate, I don’t know what to do.  The first person I call is my Father who has to literally walk me through breathing and standing up because I forget how to function.  I just keep asking him what do I do.  He has been divorced from my Mother for years but still has to be really intense for him too.  He stays on the phone with me for probably half an hour until I knew who I was.  He tells me how to brush my teeth step by step.  I still can’t cry because I guess I still don’t believe it.  I’m in shock.

The next person I call is Johnny.  He’s the next person that pops into my head and when he answers my entire body relaxes and I catch my breath.  I start balling my eyes out.

The next day my Father drives me to the airport.  I don’t speak in the car.  I feel like a zombie and walk to my terminal completely numb.  I remember I was sitting cross legged on the floor listening to music, waiting for my plane to take me to the funeral.  I remember being afraid and sad and confused and nauseous.  I texted Johnny and told him I wish I had his chest to lie on and that he could come with me to give me endless hugs to make me feel better.

kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sins-life-erotica-63He sends me these two pictures.  The first one, he says, is for anytime I need a hug to look at this picture.  The second one is if I was safe and happy and lying on his chest.   My lips curl slightly and then bloom into a giant smile that pushes the welled up tears out of my eyes.  It’s amazing how one nice notion can positively affect someone so much.  I must have looked at those pictures a million times on that trip, and when I was afraid to walk into the funeral home it was those pictures that gave me the courage to walk through that door.  I don’t think he knows how much it meant tohighlight funeral me even to this day.

It’s not until recently that we figured out that I had chosen to call him second after my Father when I got the news,  after hanging out with him just ONCE.  Which is so confusing to me because I had already felt so close to him by that point that it just felt natural, I knew he would calm me down and he did.  He told me he felt so special when I called and that he was happy I felt strongly about him so quickly because he felt the same way and was nervous I didn’t feel it.

I’m glad he was there for me and I appreciate it to this day.



Just for fun– the video below is the song we played at my Mom’s funeral.  She was a really care free, fun loving person and wouldn’t have wanted us to sit there sad.  So when the service was coming to an end my cousin and I stood up and told everyone else to stand up and said, “she would have wanted us to dance.”  So we made everyone dance, to one of her all time favorite songs.

My Mom lived in St. Maarten in the Caribbean for many years with my Father and loved their culture and music.  For anyone who doesn’t know what Carnival or Soca is read about it here

1st Hike

When I got back to California from Canada Johnny and I couldn’t wait to see each other.  He took me hiking in Malibu and we fucked on the peak of a lookout point.  I remember being so nervous until our lips met again.  I remember wondering if I was saying the right thing or if he thought I was cool until our lips met again.  Because once our lips met again nothing fucking mattered and I wasn’t worried and suddenly everything made sense.  Why does fucking on a rock in the middle of nowhere make so much sense right now.  Why does it feel like my insides are alive like never before?  What is this fucking feeling.

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Sunshine

1111Courtesy of liquid courage, aka tipsy-drunk texting, Johnny and I admitted many things to each other and realized we both felt the same way about each other.  Then we quickly started planning an entire month vacation together.  It was cute because it was like we were both afraid to show each other just how much we liked each other, so we would both hold back and play it cool when really we were in overdrive on the inside.  I figured I would save up money until our vacation, then transfer 5leave to travel straight from there.

We planned on Cabo San Lucas, Mexico.  We would leave at the end of December (which was I think a little over 3 months away at the time), and stay for almost 6 weeks.  We decided to drive all the way from LA to Cabo to experience the adventure because that’s really what we’re after.  I was beyond excited.

Oh if you’re wondering why I’m smiling like an idiot in this picture it’s because it’s a picture I took as he was texting me.  I’m so fucked lol and notice in the text I’m already calling him Daddy.  Hahah

I love you, life.

2 Foot Wet Mess

I’ve always gotten so much joy from doing nice things for Johnny.  I remember one weekend he was passing through the city I lived in at the time in California, and he wanted to stop by on his way.  The day I found out he was coming over I drove to Whole Foods and spent $80 on fruit, sushi, and beer.  I cut the fruit up all perfectly, displayed the sushi and beer, packed him and bowl, and had the whole thing set up by the time he walked in my door.  Immediately after he walked in I regretted spending so much time on everything because I thought, “Oh my god, what if he thinks you’re weird”.  Like who the hell spends $80 on one random meal and displays everything like this?  What’s wrong with me?  I for one second thought he was going to be like WOAH YOU’RE WACK and walk out of my house and never speak to me again, but instead his entire face lit up like it was the nicest thing anyone’s ever done for him, and he says, “I love sushi!!”  I respond with, “oh this?  Oh really I had no idea you liked sushi.”

I totally knew exactly how much he loved sushi, but was playing it off like I wasn’t thrilled to death that he was excited.

I sit on the couch and he follows me there and then pulls me underneath him and covers every inch of my little body with his like the best kind of blanket.  I remember kissing him through our smiles because we couldn’t stop laughing at I’m not sure what.  We laugh and kiss and I become more and more wet thinking of the ensuing orgasms I knew I was about to have.

He picks my beer up from the table and puts the bottle in my mouth and makes me drink from it.  I’m laughing and drinking and the beer drips from the corners of my mouth and onto my chin, runs along my jawline then down my neck.  I stop laughing and look at him and then look down at the beer dripping into the crease of my cleavage and smile when he smiles.  He puts the beer down, interlaces his fingers with mine and pushes his face into my tits.  He licks my skin with his large, warm tongue and I can feel my goosebumps pushing up against his taste buds.

We both rip each others clothes off and he sits upright with his back against the couch back and pulls me on top of him.  My hair is long and blonde and covers my tits and he gently moves it away from my nipples and kisses them softly and looks at me at the same time.  I sit on his naked lap with my nakedness and it feels so fucking good, soft touching soft, it almost feels like we’re underwater.  I roll my body like a snake and every time my pussy inches closer and closer to his bulging hard cock.  My pussy leaks onto the sides of my thighs as I wiggle around, and it lubricates my butt cheeks on his lap and I start to slip.  He looks at me and grinds his teeth and grabs my ass hard with both hands and pulls me into him.  His cock slides up my pussy lips but not into the hole, and I put my left hand on his throat and push him back into the couch.  I grind hard on his cock that slips and slides on my soaking wet pussy lips.  He pulls my arms behind my back and forces his cock inside of me.  Heaven.  I swear I can feel it in my lungs.  I can feel every detail of every vein, I can feel the mushroom tip of his penis push through my tight pussy walls.  He pushes my shoulders down and it inches deeper and deeper inside of me.  I grind and dance on him and he bites his lip and so do I.  I wrap my arms around his head and twerk on his dick until I cum so hard my whole body starts shaking.  I reach down and touch my clit because it’s so swollen and sensitive I feel like I have to touch it to release some of the tension building up inside of it.  His beautiful lower stomach is completely covered in my cum and I look down and touch his wet abs with my wet fingers.  I start riding him again, his stomach pressing onto my clit at the same time as his cock hits my G-spot.  I have 2 different orgasms at once, and hot cum pours out of my pussy on onto his cock and balls, then onto the couch.  My orgasms render me completely useless and he knows it and he stands up while holding me at the same time and brings me into my bedroom.  I never realized how cute my little bedroom was until I had this big man in it; my bed was too low for him and everything all of a sudden seemed so miniature.  He throws me on the bed and I laugh and he follows me, puts my hands above my head with his hands and is able to guide his cock into my pussy without even touching it because I’m so fucking wet.  He thrusts into me until I make a 2 foot wet mess on my bed.  I wrap my legs around his back and he tells me I’m going to make him cum.  As always this makes me cum one last time and welcomes his cum in my pussy.

-Kissa Sins

San Diego

A few weeks later Johnny and I went on our first trip together.  He took  me to San Diego for the weekend and it was so chill and magical.  We ate at delicious restaurants, got room service, and our room was right on the ocean.  We fucked on the beach, in our beautiful glass shower, and in the hallway of the hotel because we couldn’t wait to get inside.

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Judgement

So i guess i should just answer the “is it hard dating a porn star” question before everyone starts asking because that is by far the most asked question in my life now.

I would estimate the amount of times someone asks me, “You know your boyfriend fucks other chicks, right?” happens mmmmmmmm maybe 5 times a day.  EVERY DAY.  People laugh at me with their heads shoved up their asses telling me this like I have no idea.  I think it’s mainly because people just can’t understand it and so they deem our relationship “impossible” and try to talk me out of it.  The funny part is, this means the general population holds sex in a more important light than us, but we’re supposed to be the sex addicts, right?  Doesn’t make sense to me.  Sure it’s been hard at some points for both of us.  But in general it’s really not a big deal.

Johnny is by FAR the least judgmental person I have ever met, and is just a normal guy.  He is the least jealous and the sweetest boyfriend I have ever had, and we have a respect for each other I rarely see in any other relationship.  We have STILL never to this day ever called each other a bad name and we’ve lived together for most of our relationship, we’re together all the time, and we never lose our tempers with each other.

When I first entertained the thought of dating him i had no problem with it whatsoever.  It never crossed my mind that it would be difficult because that’s how i met him and I’m the last person that’s going to change the person I decide to be with.  It’s my decision and I could walk away at any moment and I’m comfortable with that.  I went through a brief period of being sad when he would leave to work because I let people get to me.  But then I snapped myself out of it by listening to ME and realizing people are just too closed minded to understand us.  The fact is it honestly doesn’t bother me.  He only fucks girls at work, and how could you be mad at that??  What an awesome job!  What guy wouldn’t want that job?  I’ve always loved porn.  It’s like he trains all day just to come fuck my pussy right at night.  I can never go back to normal sex.  I can never go back to some uptight guy checking my cell phone when I’m in the shower because they’re so damn insecure.  Hasn’t anyone ever heard of swingers?  This isn’t new.

When he first asked me to be his girlfriend he warned me that people would have an issue with it.  I thought he was crazy… it didn’t make sense to me that other people in my life would have an issue with who i date since it’s my fucking life.  Boy was I wrong.

I probably lost 15 friends over this relationship.  And it blows my mind that people are so preoccupied with everyone else that it would even start to bother anyone!  So trippy to me!  I had friends sending me pictures of him banging other chicks which I already knew about, everyone!  Lol thanks though.  People went on in great lengths through text, phone calls, and in person about how I need to start “respecting myself” and how he “could never love me” because he fucks other women.  But I didn’t understand what they meant.  When him and I are together I can feel that he loves me.  I can feel that even though he fucks other women that I’m special.  He’s not a robot and I can see the love in his eyes when he’s with me, it’s so fucking obvious.  I wish the people who decided to not be a part of my life because of him could see us together.  I wish they could meet him without knowing who he is so they could see he’s the nicest guy on earth.  I feel like judgmental people miss out on a lot in life.

Here is the coolest part about it, and this is the part I bet no one is going to understand: the universal fear of being cheated on is non existent.  I have never worried about it because everything is out in the open and I am not in the dark about anything.  I also know he cares about me to a degree that is extremely flattering and humbling.  So I’m never worried.  He’s my best friend and I love scheming on hot chicks with him when we’re out and I love asking him funny questions about his day at work.

The bottom line is that I’ve never been happier.  I’ve never enjoyed being around someone so much, I’ve never loved someone this much, and I’ve never trusted someone this much.  We love being sexual beings and we’re going to have a beautiful, fun life traveling the world fucking all kinds of girls together, and anyone who has a problem with it can sit at home alone at their computer and continue to tell me how bad he is.  I’ll take him off everyones hands 😉

– Kissa Sins

Viva Las Vegas

So I finally got the balls to quit my job Office Space style like I had planned.  I broke the lease on my apartment, got my deposit back, and sold every material item I owned.  I left California with 2 suitcases full of my only belongings, three thousand dollars in my wallet, and drove straight to Las Vegas.   All I knew was that I was going fucking traveling and I needed money fast.  It’s very inexpensive to live in Las Vegas, especially compared to Los Angeles, and I had a lot of friends that had gone there and made quick money in many different ways.

At first I was only going to do “atmosphere modeling” which is a common job in Vegas for hot girls; you basically get paid to party.  We would make $200-$400 a night, per shift, for showing up at a club and having a good time.  This looks really good for the club because everyone from all over the world who’s at the club now thinks, “wow there are so many pretty girls here!!!!”  We would do 1-3 shifts per day, so I was making anywhere from $600-$1200 a day which was much more than I had ever dreamed of.  But the work wasn’t steady, and sometimes I would only find a couple gigs a week.  I was a stripper for a little while but was truly terrible at it, which was very surprising to me and the people that know me because I’m great with people AND I’m a great dancer.  But I just didn’t have the hustle, and would end up making friends with everyone instead of making money.  I also have a weird phobia of touching people that I’m not interested in that I don’t know, and ultimately got fired for punching some pervert in the face.  But I made really good friends with the staff that worked there and had a blast.  Thankfully I got a job marketing shortly after getting fired and within a month I had my own condo in the nicest neighborhood in Las Vegas and was starting to save money.  Werk.

– Kissa Sins

Truck Sex

kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-23Johnny and I had a lot of fun when I moved to Vegas.  He was traveling back and fourth from LA to Vegas for work and was in Vegas about half of the time.  We spent as much time together as humanly possible.  These pictures are from a time I met him at a sports bar in the afternoon for a Steelers game and we fucked in the parking lot in his truck.

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The pictures below are from fucking in his truck in the parking structure at The Hard Rock.  Why we’re at the Hard Rock is beyond me lol.  And below those pictures are more random pictures of us post-sex in his truck.  What can I say!  Who can wait to get home??????

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The Hurricane

Johnny and I went out one night for sushi.  We were all over each other at the table and everyone was staring at us as per usual, and by the time we got home I was dripping wet.  As we walked through the door one of us must have touched the other in a slightly sexual way and that uncontrollable feeling came over us and we started molesting each other.  He kisses me and keeps his mouth on mine as he starts undressing me.  I can’t stop touching his face or I would undress him too, but I can’t and I continue to pull on his ears with my hands and on his tongue with my lips.

Once we’re both naked he sits down hard on the couch and pulls me onto his lap.  I straddle him and start riding and dancing on his dick without putting it inside.  We both look down and watch his fat penis head pop out of the top of my wet pussy lips over and over again until I look up at him and my eyes start to water and I cum harder than I usually do.  The goosebumps shoot up my spine and I can feel the beads of sweat emerge from the pores on my back and my ears start ringing.  He clears the hair out of my face and grabs cradles the back of my head and my neck with both of his hands.  We never stop kissing, and I don’t stop dancing on his cock so I just keep cumming.  I tease him and get all the way to the entrance of my pussy with the tip of his cock but at the last second take it away and dance on his lap some more.

I get off of my knees and onto my feet on the couch and squat down and sit on his throbbing cock.  I notice immediately that his dick hits a nerve in my gut that I usually don’t feel, and he’s pressing me down into him so the feeling becomes more and more intense.  I almost cum again like I usually do from deep inside my pussy, but the climax doesn’t come, instead it builds like a storm and becomes a bottled orgasm waiting to explode.  He keeps squeezing me and hugging me and bringing me closer to him, like he’s trying to crawl inside of me, like he can’t stand to have a single millimeter in between us.  I start to feel something inside of me begin to sparkle, it tingles and pulsates and it feels like my nerves are shorting out.   It becomes more and more intense until it starts to overwhelm me and I feel like I’m about to pass out.  I look at him and want to tell him, but I can’t really speak so I mumble a few words and give up.highlight squirt  He squeezes me harder and closer again and pinches the skin on my back because he knows it drives me crazy.  He knows that I’m about to squirt and looks at me and tells me to squirt all over his fucking dick.  The feeling is too strong for me and I try to fight it because it feels like I’m going to pee all over him and the couch; it feels so strong I don’t know how I’m going to act when it cums.  And then it takes control and I let go and my heart feels like it drops all the way down to my feet and then shoots all over my body like a bouncey ball stuck in a china shop.  And then release.  Release I’ve never felt before, and my cum drenches us in a way it never has but his cock is plugging my little pussy so it just sprays out wherever it can escape.  He looks at me and smiles and I’m horrified because I feel bad that I got him so wet.  I don’t know what’s happening to me and I’m shaking to a point that renders me completely useless, but he takes charge as I melt into him and he keeps going.  I beg him to wait because it’s too much sensation but he won’t and I’m so happy that he doesn’t.  Every nerve in my pussy is vibrating and I can feel the bulging nerves in his cock touch every pulsing nerve in my pussy.  My clit is uncomfortably swollen and we’re so wet we slide all over the couch and each other.  He keeps fucking me and it starts happening again but this time I let it come and the same amazing release comes and I feel like I’m dreaming.  I close my eyes to keep from passing out and smile because I’ve never felt such pleasure.  It feels like the eye of the most powerful hurricane is brewing inside of me and I feel it about to erupt and explode and overflow.  Then for a moment it feels like there’s no way that I could actually achieve this level of orgasm; the build up feels too strong almost like I’m already orgasming but I’m about to peak on a different level.  But it does come, like a tidal wave, and it feels like the dam that’s been holding back the hurricane breaks and water rushes from every river in my body and into my cunt.  And then like dominoes I can almost watch the path in which the fireworks in my nerves surge from the center of my soul to every boundary of my body, and then then it bursts into the tips of every finger and toe and my limbs immediately go numb.  My ears keep ringing.  I start cumming again and I look down and he pulls his dick out and rubs it all over my pussy and I start spraying cum all over both of us like it’s been trapped in my body my entire life.  I can taste it as it splashes up into my mouth and it tastes sweet like he always told me it would.  I can’t speak.  My right leg twitches uncontrollably and my pussy is jumping on the inside.  I look down and realize how much I just came and play with the puddles of cum forming in our combined body parts and in his belly button.  Every time I twitch my pussy  jumps off his tummy and then back down and sends the same electricity in the same domino pattern and it takes my breath away.  We do this until point that he thinks he may kill me with the next orgasm.  I don’t think I’ve ever slept that well after that.

LA Trips

purple hiking comboJohnny and I would also meet up in LA when he was back there for work and I would go see my friends.  We would go hiking and I would of course get naked.  I loved and still do love that he would prefer to go hiking and do peaceful things instead of going clubbing.  I partied too much as a teenager and I’m tired.  I just wanna be peaceful.

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So Much For 35

This picture was the first picture that was ever taken of me with a penis in my mouth.  It was also the first time I ever tried anal.  I told myself (and Johnny) that I was going to wait until I was 35 to have anal sex so that I could reserve something fun and new for when I’m that age.  Didn’t really work out like that.

Johnny and I go out to eat on the Las Vegas Strip, have a few drinks and go back to my condo.  I start sucking his dick in the car on the ride home.  We park and walk upstairs and barely make it through the door without ripping half my clothes off.  We slam the door shut and lock it and I almost trip on my skirt around my ankles as we struggle to reach the bedroom.

When we get there he throws me on the bed, wraps one hand around my neck and presses me into the mattress.  He shoves his fingers into my mouth with the other hand and finger fucks my mouth until his fingers are sopping wet.  He rolls me over onto my stomach, parts my pussy lips with one finger and plunges two fingers inside of me, penetrating me over and over again until I can feel my pussy cry all over his hand.  He rolls me over again and all of my pussy juice spills over into my asshole and then onto the bed.  He kisses my face and I lick my hand and touch his beautiful cock.  When he reaches down again for my pussy he notices my drenched asshole and barely touches the rim of it with the tip of his finger and it makes me squirm it feels so good.  The more I squirm the harder he presses, and the harder he presses the more I squirm.  He looks at me with this evil smile that I love and slides one finger all the way into my tight little asshole.  It feels so good I don’t bother trying to pretend I’m going to stop him because at this point I’m completely hypnotized by the orgasms he’s giving me and am incapable of saying no.  To anything.  Fuck it.He takes his rock hard cock and rubs it all over my shaved, wet, slippery pussy.  The skin is so soft and so wet his dick just slides into every crevasse and onto every nerve and I become impatient because I want it so bad.  I push my pussy closer to him and it almost goes in but when it’s almost there he teases me and takes it back.  I wrap my legs around his back and bite his lip and he gives in and shoves his big dick into my pussy.

We fuck and I cum probably a hundred times.  At one point I lie on my stomach with my legs closed and he stops fucking me and starts eating my ass.  He fingers my pussy with one hand and grabs my ass with the other, licking all around my asshole.  He uses the wetness from my pussy and starts fingering my ass with one finger and then two.  It becomes obvious to me that there is a whole other orgasm inside my ass that I never knew about.  It’s different than the other kinds that I have, it makes me squirt.  He lies on top of me and moves my hair away from my face.  He kisses the back of my neck and my ears and I can’t handle how good it feels.  He keeps fingering my asshole, leans in closer and whispers “baby I’m going to fuck your ass.”  I cum again immediately.  Something about the way that he didn’t ask turned me on so much.  He wasn’t asking permission because he knows my body belongs to him.  He owns my pussy and now he’s about to own my asshole.  He was just letting mhighlight anale know lol.  I can’t say no even though I’m terrified.  His dick barely fits into my pussy and I’ve literally never had anything in my ass before in my life.  I’m afraid but I want it.  Do it.

He grabs my ass with both hands, spreads my cheeks apart and spits on my asshole.  I’m afraid.  He grabs his thick cock with one hand and presses the head into the pool of spit on my little brown star.  He presses and I can feel that his girth is thicker than the opening of my ass but it’s wet so it starts sliding in.  I start to panic and look back at him but he tells me shhhhhhhhh it’s ok and I arch my butt up and take it.  From the moment it enters I realize it’s completely different than getting fucked in the pussy.  It feels like there is an arm inside of me.  You can feel the head all the way up inside of me, like a sleeve of nerves enveloping his big meaty dick.  He slowly goes deeper and deeper and I reach back and pull him closer to me and squeeze his arm as I take his cock.  Once it’s halfway in he starts to slowly penetrate me, slowly in, slowly out.  He reaches under me, finds my clit and rubs it.  I can’t stop cumming.  I’m screaming like I’m dying and the neighbors are probably concerned but I could give a fuck less.  I push my ass back into him and tell him over and over again to fuck my ass.  It feels so good I have no idea how I’m acting.  He tells me he’s going to cum and when he does I can feel it like I had fingerprints inside of me.  I can feel the warmth of his cum as he creampies my ass, I can feel it drip down my thighs as it spills out.  I can feel the head of his dick twitch over and over again.  The bed is completely soaked with my cum to the point that it’s a puddle on top of the blanket.  He collapses on top of me and we fall asleep in a sweaty mess with his dick inside of my ass.  I can die now.

When he takes it out it immediately starts hurting.  I couldn’t walk for a week but it was totally worth it.  So much for 35.

Starting To Fall

kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-16I remember telling him I’m afraid of saying I love you because I knew it was coming because I knew we both felt it.  And every time we fucked I felt like he was about to say it because the connection was just too much.  And every time I thought he was going to say it I tried to pull away, I tried to make more noise, I tried to not let it happen.  But I did love him and I did want to tell him but love really scares me, and needing someone really scares me, and liking someone this much really scares me.

Then one night at my condo we were fucking on my bed, and when we fuck we stare at each other in the eye and feel this fucking feeling that I can’t begin to describe.  I can feel my heart and I know he can feel his and it’s the most surreal experience in the world.  At first I didn’t know what it was but I soon realized this indescribable feeling I felt was love.  The most vulnerable fucking emotion of all.  The only thing worth fighting for.  The universal feeling everyone feels even if they are never told about it.  I finally surrender to it and admit to myself that I do fucking love him.  So fucking much.  So fucking much I want to scream it at him.  He puts his arms around my neck and continues to slowly slide his cock deep inside of me.  We look at each other and I’m about to cry because things are just too intense; the sex combined with the feelings.  It’s like we can read each others minds.  I look at him and I know it’s coming and I start to become afraid and I squirm.  He slows me down and holds me still and tells me he loves me.  He looks at me and says it again.  My entire body goes limp and the fear subsides.  I look at him and tell him I love him too.  I tell him I’ve always loved him and I’m so happy that he loves me too.  He starts fucking me harder and I cum so fucking hstarting to fallard.  My eyes start watering from the overflowing emotions I’m experiencing and the compound orgasms I’m having.  I pretend I’m not crying but I knows he knows I am because he holds me harder and closer than ever before.  I don’t care how scary that is or how many people tell me not to or how much it will hurt if I ever loose him, I love him and there’s nothing I can do about it, there’s nothing I want to do about it except feed my fucking heart with his.  I let myself fall.  And it feels so fucking good.

Getting Ready

Girl with pink hair with pitbullFinally it’s time to get ready for Mexico.  It’s the middle of December and Johnny goes back East to Pennsylvania to see his family for Christmas.  I stay in California to be with my friends and family and get to dog sit Primo for about a week.  We have so much going on that I won’t see Johnny at all until we pack up my truck the night we begin our road trip to Cabo San Lucas.  The plan is to leave Johnny’s house in Los Angeles at about midnight to get to the Chula Vista/Mexico border at the perfect time.  I’m so excited.

Cum To My Dressing Room

kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-93**I will rarely add a bucket list challenge to Sins Life.  However, this one is so essential to the story I decided to include it!!  If you haven’t checked out our Sex Bucket List yet find it here!!**

Johnny comes home from Pensylvannia but we miss each other at home because we’re both out running errands.  We decide to meet up at a shopping complex that has many different stores so we could get the different things we both needed.  Johnny texts me when I’m at REI and says, “I’m at the sporting good store, come find me”.

Alllllllll of a sudden I have no interest in what I’m buying at REI and I run over to where Johnny is.  I ask the closest employee where the dressing room is and they point to a corner of the store.  I smile innocently and thank the nice lady and speed walk to where she pointed and try not to smile like an evil villain.  I feel like everyone is looking at me but I realize no one knows I’m about to go put a gigantic dick in my vagina in a dressing room and so I ignore my paranoia.  Why is being bad so much fun.  I enter the dressing room area and there are about 5 different rooms and people are in every one of them.  It’s just after Christmas and so the store is packed.  I look under the doors at everyones feet and when I come to the last dressing room I see Johnny’s feet and get excited.  He in turn sees my feet and unlocks his door.

For the first 2 minutes we pretend he invited me in to look at his clothing selection so the people in the next room don’t think we’re going do intercourse and stuff.  Thank god that ends because I can feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter by the second kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-90and we start making out as quietly as possible.  This was a particularly difficult bucket list challenge for me because there were people literally right next to us and I have a very hard time being quiet.  We kiss and look at ourselves kissing in the mirror and now I’m kissing him through my smile.  He bends me over and pulls my jeans over my ass and exposes my wet pussy.  He leans over and kisses it and licks it then pulls his dick out and puts it inside.  I gasp for air but cover my mouth immediately and look back at him and try not to laugh.  Do you know what it’s like putting a massive penis inside of your tight little pussy while being required to make NO sounds??  It’s difficult.  I struggle with it and it makes it even hotter and he fucks me harder and I squeeze my hand harder over my lips.  It is so ridiculously quiet in there even if I was mute it was still pretty obvious what was happening.  Bottom line no one makes repetitive light pounding sounds while trying on clothes at sports stores.  But we don’t fucking care.  He flips me over and pulls my pants all the way off and puts my legs on his shoulders highlight dressing roomand at this point I’ve cum enough times for overflowing moisture in my cunt to be audible.  We try to slow down in an attempt to reduce the sound but there’s no use and the whole thing is just so sexy it makes him cum inside my pussy.

As soon as we’re done it becomes extremely apparent to us that we were just very loud and we should probably leave.  The cum drips out of my vagina and onto the floor and I look at him and we both start laughing.  I ask him which shirts he’s going to buy, then pick up the one he’s decided against and use it to wipe the cum dripping out of my pussy.  When we are paying at the cashier I can feel the rest of it seep out of my panty-less pussy on it starts to drip down my leg.  I smile because it’s warm and it makes me happy.  Here we come, Mexico.kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-92

– Kissa Sins

The Road Trip Begins

kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-95We pack up the truck and start driving.  We make it to Chula Vista by about 5:30am and stop at some hole in the wall Mexican food restaurant and both get breakfast burritos.  When we get to the border we are shocked that we are literally the only people crossing.  I’ve never seen the border so empty before.  We approach the the police slowly in our truck and they wave us through without searching us or even checking our passports.  Johnny can’t speak Spanish at all but I can understand enough to get by so I will have to be the communicator on this trip.  We need to get our tourist visa but don’t know where to go and get rushed through and somehow miss the immigration office.  So we are now in Tijuana illegally and we are super white and confused.  It’s still dark outside and both our cell phones immediately stop working even though we both bought international plans so we just decide to keep driving until we find people to ask for help.

We manage to avoid downtown Tijuana and keep on a road on the coast driving towards Ensenada.  I’ve only been to the kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-96rough part of TJ and am completely shocked at how beautiful it actually is.  The coast is lined with a million houses that all differ completely from one another in size and class.  The mountains are crusted with beautiful homes with colorful walls and flat rooftops.  The blue of the ocean breaks into frothy white when it meets the rocks and sands of the land.  I roll the window down and can taste the salt water in my mouth and can feel the mist of the ocean on my cheeks.  There are hundreds of abandoned houses everywhere and we instantly become interested in them because of the graffiti and burnt look of the roofless buildings as if they were burned down a half a century ago.  We find a local radio station that works and listen to it all the way to Ensenada.

Once we get to Ensenada there is an immigration office that is of course closed.  It’s not really a good look to be in another country illegally so naturally we’re a little worried.  We sit in my truck and look at each other for a minute then I get out and go back to look at the hours of operation on the door of the office.

mexicoWhen I get there I see a man in an unmarked car stare at me as he drives by and slows down.  Fuck.  He stops the car and follows me around the other side of the building.  I start running back to my truck and when I get there I lock the doors and start the car and tell Johnny we gotta go.  The man appears in my rear view mirror and is motioning to us with his hands.  We roll down the window and he tells us in Spanish that he can help us get our immigration card if that’s what we’re looking for.  We decide to risk death and open the door and he is extremely helpful and amazing and provides us with the card and we tip him and get back on the road.  So far everyone is really nice despite what everyone warned us about.  And it will continue to be that way the ENTIRE time we’re in Mexico.

– kissa sins

Adventure

kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-101Once we get our tourist visas we continue our journey south.  We follow the road off of the coast and onto a windy road through miles and miles of uninhabited land.  A mix of desert and rolling hills covered in shrubbery.  Cactus and palm trees.  Every 10 minutes we pass roadside memorials called Descansos dedicated to the person that died on the road at each specific location.  The family of the deceased builds a small house and lays flowers and trinkets as a shine for their soul to live in.  We keep passing these amazing abandoned houses and finally decide to stop at one.

We park and get out of the car.  We approach with caution because we have no idea what’s inside.  The doors are all gone if there ever were any, and the whole building looks like it’s survived a storm of tornadoes or some nuclear attack.  Inside there are cut up tires, broken glass and a huge amount of ash from some large fire.  Graffiti covers the walls.  It’s so cool in here.  We take some pictures then get back in the car to find more abandoned houses.  Adventure!

kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-100abandonned housekissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-98– Kissa Sins

Hooded Villains

kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-104The first place we stopped to set up camp was in a small town called Cataviña.  It was only about 4:30pm and we wanted to keep driving, but were strictly prohibited by friends to not drive after sundown on our entire journey to Mexico.  I have 2 problems with this:  1) that’s too damn early because I’m too excited to stop at 4:30pm and 2) don’t tell me what to do and now that you told me not to I really wanna because now I’m curious 🙂  So as the sun starts setting we start deciding if we’re going to give in to our kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-105friends ghost stories and strong warnings from “should I drive at night in Mexico” Google searches.  People warned us of the pitch black night, and how unforgiving the darkness is when it’s pulled over your eyes.  “Just don’t do it” they say but offer no reason, they say it so mysteriously.  The way it was described to me by some people made it sound like something secret and magical happens in rural Mexico when the sun goes down.  Like there’s teams of hooded villains that emerge from underground networks and have dance battles and crazy glowing deep sea creatures seep out of the cracks in the desert floor and anyone found driving is hunted down, robbed, raped and cloned.  We decide hey that sounds interesting and screw everyone’s advice that we asked for and we try to drive into the night because we’re rebels.  Immediately this proves to be a bad idea because it gets intensely DARK and I don’t mean California kinda dark.  There aren’t street lights around for hundreds of miles and the moon and stars are covered by fog.  The roads are riddled with basketball sized potholes and rock slide areas.  So our Thug Life moment didn’t last for very long and we pulled off the main road onto a gravel path that led us back into the cactus forest.

The path twists around giant rocks, trees and bushes.  It leads us passed another truck with a tent pitched, and an outhouse with no door on it, and assume this gravel path is some sort of campsite.  We can’t find anyone anywhere so we drive around to find a place to camp.  We turn a couple corners and come to a cleaning with a huge tree in the middle of it.  We pitch our tent and set up our little home for the night.  Once everything is in place we go exploring.camping

Passed the clearing we find an enormous gap in the vegetation and look down and notice that the terrain has changed from dirt to sand.  And there are brush stroke like markings on the surface of the sand clearing, the inprint remaining of the last time the water danced on top of it.  It was a large dry river bed and it was such a cool thing to realize as you’re standing right in it.  We feel seashells crunch under our feet and wonder what river this was and how it connected to the ocean, and how long ago was this wet?  We wondered what animals had swam right where we stood and how glittery the sun looked when it bounced off of the waters reflection in this exact spot.  As we walk further the old river starts sinking and sand walls begin to surround it like a valley.  We try to take pictures but the sun is basically gone for the night so we make our way back to our tent.
The temperature has dropped to about 40 degrees Fahrenheit.  Even with the tent zipped up and us wrapped tightly in our sleeping bags and covered with blankets, we’re still from California so we’re still freezing.  It’s amazing how blistering hot it can get in the desert during the day and then suddenly just drop to freezing so drastically, so quickly.

kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-106Me and Johnny smoke a joint then lay our heads down to go to sleep.  I’m trying not to laugh because its like 6pm and if you’re an insomniac like me you just laughed too because who the hell can fall asleep at 6pm!?  I reach out of my boring sleeping bag and into Johnny’s fun sleeping bag and feel around in the dark for his penis that is already hard and waiting, as it always is.  Always so inviting and wonderful.  Yay.  I lean over and kiss his mouth.  I love the way that the parts of my skin that are exposed feel so cold, then the warm, wet skin from my mouth on his mouth contrasts so much.  My chilled upper lip folds under his kiss and it melts every inch of me.  His tongue feels hot and I try to catch it with my lips.  We abandon our sleeping bags but try to keep the blanket draped over us at the same time.  His body heat presses into mine and my nerves light up.  I love the way my outer pussy lips feel so cold, but when he drives his enormous cock into me he lures out my hot cum with every single fucking pulse, until my pussy, stomach and thighs are all covered in hot cum.  Every stroke brings more heat.  We quit trying to cover ourselves with this stupid blanket because we don’t care about blankets right now because nothing else matters.  The soft, thin sleeping bag material gets wet quickly and sticks to my skin like cellophane.  Every time I cum I can feel the warmth overflow a onto my cold thighs and the contrast excites my nerves.  We stop once or twice because as per usual I can’t keep quiet and we times think there might be a bear out there or one of those hooded villains.  But we don’t care about bears or villains right now.  The air feels cold and crisp when I suck it in hard trying to catch my breath after every orgasm.  When he cums it’s like a blast of hot lava that fills me up then overflows my tight little hole like an eruption all over my legs and panties that are still on, just pushed to the side.  Bucket List Challenge by accident:  #37. CAMPING.

 

Mexican Mornings

kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-108We wake up at 5:30am and pack up our camping gear into my truck.  We make breakfast and hit the road by 6:30am and it’s beautiful outside, crisp and new.  We blast the music and continue heading south.

We discover that it’s kinda legal to drink beer and drive at the same time.  I mean not like we did or anything, but hypothetically this is what it would look like if I was buying beer in the morning on a road trip lol.  I am in heaven because I’m standing in front of a fridge full of ONLY Mexican beer, and I love Mexican beer but am surrounded by “those people” in California who are all self proclaimed beer connoisseurs and so I’m not allowed to like Mexican beer because it’s “water” but the truth is I LOVE MEXICAN BEER.kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-109

Abandoned Art

kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-111As we drive we can’t help but stop at the abandoned houses checkered along the road, painted with years of graffiti and character, broken bottles and empty spray cans.  Let’s smoke a joint.

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Possessed

We continue driving and decide from here on out to not stop for anything except necessary potty breaks and food, but as always, me and Johnny’s sex drives get in the way.  He reaches over innocently to hold my leg with his hand as I drive, and the electricity of his skin on my skin sparks and lights up our nerves, and a wave of horniness overtakes us.  I start sucking his cock as he drives but we need more and we both look at each other and realize we need to fuck each other immediately on an emergency basis.  There is nothing for miles and miles in both directions, but there are other cars on the road.  We heard this small rumor that Mexico may or may not be a tad dangerous but we’re now possessed by our horniness for each other and we pull over 10 feet from the main road and I throw the truck in park.

I run around to his side of the truck and open his door and he’s smiling real big and I kiss him hard as he wraps his arms around my waist.  He’s so much bigger than me and his huge arms envelop my entire body and I disappear into his chest.  He holds my face tight with one hand and stares at me straight in the eyes and tells me to not stop kissing him.  He reaches down with his other hand and I follow it with my eyes as I kiss him, and when I see him barely able to unzip his pants sex-bucket-list-kissa-sins-johnny-sins-erotica-22because his boner is so huge my eyes widen and I bite down on his lip.  He strokes his cock and stares into my eyes.  He takes his hand off my face and puts it on the back of my head and grips my hair with his fist, kisses me one more time and then forces my head down onto his cock.  I drop to my knees and happily kiss it, then lick it, then take the entire thing into my mouth.  He keeps holding onto my hair and starts moving my head as he thrusts into me and fucks my mouth as saliva drips out of the sides of my mouth and runs down my neck.  The head of his dick is like candy to me.  I feel like I can never suck it hard enough or get enough of it; I always want more.  He stands me up and takes off my pants and pushes me onto the passenger seat.  He licks his hand and touches the tip of his cock and pulls me closer by my legs.  He leans in to kiss me and his boner presses on my tummy and it as always feels abnormally large and I’m so excited that it’s not going to fit inside of me.  My pussy is dripping wet.  He stops kissing me and holds his cock by the base and aims it at my pussy and then rubs it all over my clit and I’m so wet that he spreads my pussy juice all over me.  I wrap my legs around him and pull him in, grab his cock and put it inside me.  I can’t take the suspense anymore.  And then that feeling.  The moment it goes in feeling.  I would do anything for this feeling.  He fucks me hard and kisses and bites my neck and I can’t stop cumming.  People are driving by but we are way beyond concerned with everyone else at this point.

sex-bucket-list-kissa-sins-johnny-sins-erotica-6sex-bucket-list-kissa-sins-johnny-sins-erotica-18My last orgasm is so strong my pussy muscles pulsate on his cock and it makes him climax and he pumps me full of his hot cum.  We kiss again and I lick his mouth and we both start laughing because that was pretty reckless but also totally worth it.  I leave my pants off and sit back in the drivers seat and am forced to wait a few minutes before driving because my legs are too weak and shaking too hard.  We eat a granola bar because we always get hungry right after we both cum, and we sit for a moment in the middle of the desert in Mexico, bodies buzzing from our intense orgasms, and we are both completely content.

– Kissa Sins

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Heaven On Earth

kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-118The next camping spot we come to is on a sandbar in a cove and has become my favorite place on earth.  The water is bluer than any sky and as clear as Aquafina.  I can smell the salt in the ocean.  This spot is unique because there is ocean on both sides of us since it’s a sandbar.  It’s heaven on earth.  We set up camp in one of the 10 cabanas on the sandbar and write our names in the wood like lovers do.

kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-122As soon as we’re all set up we take Primo for a walk along the water and meet an American who set up camp on a part of the sand that he says will become an island by 8pm when the tide comes in, the ocean erasing the sandbar path to his tent.  He told us his girlfriend and her friend had gone to get supplies and that tonight they were going to take mushrooms.  He showed us a washed up puffer fish and told us some stories.  He was hilarious.  Sure enough when we looked at his tent from ours later that night he was on his little island.

kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-121kissa-sins-johnny-sins-sinslife-sins-life-erotica-sex-bucket-list-sinsfit-120We leave the beach and find a small market and buy beer, avocado, apples and tostada shells.  We make a delicious meal, drink beer on the beach and smoke weed out of an apple.  As night falls the stars reveal themselves as the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life, starting on the horizon and stretching to the opposite horizon; more stars than I have ever seen.  With no light pollution, not even street lights, it is the most magnificent thing I’ve ever been inside of, this Mexican night sky.  And what happens next becomes the best sex I’ve ever dreamed of.

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