Holy Cow Batman . . . .
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Posted:Nov 6, 2013 2:49 pm
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As someone who is relatively new to Blogging, I am sure that all newbies get to wondering how many folks have viewed their Blog.
So, I decided to do a little math ....
Yes, even though I am an Ag major I can add - and I didn't even need to take my boots off. So you know, I have earned an A.S., a B.S., and am half-way through my M.S. Or - as my Grand-pap would have said .... I learned about A-lotta Shit, moved up to learning Bigger Shit and am trying to cap it off with knowing even More Shit ....
Anyhow, I was shocked to learn after adding things up that I've had almost 11,000 hits on my Blog. I really did have a Holy Cow moment as I would have never thought I could convince people to see what I written 11,000 times. Either that or I have a stalker . . . LOL !!
Seriously, if you are stalking me - Just say hello ... We might be looking for the same things and could have some fun together ... LOL!!!
I promise the next post will have more meat on the bone.
Till the Next Episode,
Range Bull
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Three times the fun . . .
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Posted:Oct 30, 2013 1:48 pm
Last Updated:Nov 1, 2021 6:24 pm
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Recently, a fellow Blogger posed a question about one’s first experience as part of a threesome. I pledged to share my experience, but time constraints have kept me from posting my story as promised – until now . . .
As always in cases involving real people - The names have been changed to protect the innocent . . .
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I was 16 and preparing to begin my senior year of High School and had been selected to attend a prestigious leadership program in Washington, D.C. My parents were reluctant to let me attend, as the early 80’s were pretty lean and made today’s economy look robust in comparison. After ruthless pleading and dozens of, “this is the biggest opportunity of my life” speeches, they reluctantly agreed to let me go with the condition that I pay for the entire trip myself. I believed this opportunity would be the biggest thing in my entire life if I could just raise the insurmountable sum of $3,500. For a in 1983 from a very small town, in a remote area of Northern California - this was a crap load of money!
I worked for nearly a year doing every job thrown my way. Aside from my regular work irrigating hayfields on a neighboring ranch - I split firewood, cleaned barns, mended fences, sheared sheep, tended livestock, and bucked hay by the truckload to raise enough money to attend. Even then, it was still difficult to raise the required sum, until I found a special deal on airfare, the only hitch - I was required to spend 2 extra days in the D.C. area on my own. The event was booked at a rather nice hotel in the Georgetown area off of Pennsylvania Avenue, and they were willing to cut me a great deal to stay the few extra days. I carefully decided to conceal this little aspect of the trip from my parents and I was scared to death they would find out and kill the deal up to the moment my flight went wheels up and headed east.
The program was excellent and the week was a whirlwind of site seeing, self-development seminars, leadership training, and networking with attendees throughout the nation. I was fortunate enough to make a number of new friends and soon learned that a small group of other participants were also extending their stay. More importantly, the group included 2 gorgeous, inseparable young ladies from Georgia who epitomized the image of Southern Belles – Victoria and Michelle. I had been fortunate enough to have befriended these ladies earlier in the week and affectionately referred to them as the ‘Georgia Girls.’
Once the Seminar concluded, the Hotel required that I relocate to another room. I got settled in and prepared to see what sort of adventure a young man from the wilds of rural northern California could get into. On reflection - only now do I realize just how young, naïve, and sexually inexperienced I truly was and how the events that would unfold over the next few days would change me forever . . .
It all began with a knock on the door followed by hushed giggles – it was the ‘Georgia Girls,’ and after inviting them in, I was astounded to learn they were in the room next door. I could not believe my luck and was somewhat awestruck when they asked what my plans were for the evening. I was so taken by surprise that I replied with a stupid, “Huh . . ,” before I realized what I had been asked. I quickly said, “Yes,” and they said, “Great . . . the Pizza’s already here.” They asked that I open the door joining the two rooms . . . they had already opened their side – pretty presumptuous of them!
We ate, laughed, joked, and flirted like crazy with each other. Gradually, we relaxed and the atmosphere turned from flirting to anticipation. The girls had made themselves comfortable as we watched TV by lying on their tummies in the middle of my bed while I occupied the room’s only chair. First Michelle . . . then Victoria, rose from the bed saying they would be right back.
As the ‘Georgia Girls,’ left the room and I had to pinch myself back to reality. I could not believe my luck – How did I, a shy, sheltered, country boy, from nowhere-Ville wind up sitting in an upscale D.C. hotel room, with two strikingly beautiful girls . . . ? ? ? Let me elaborate, both girls were beautiful – each in their own unique way. Michelle was a classic southern beauty with long, gently curled, dark-blonde hair; big, dark blue eyes; fair, delicate skin; and a beautifully proportioned slightly busty body. Victoria was slightly more exotic with long, medium curly dark-chestnut hair; with the most beautiful striking green eyes I have ever seen; a flawless, light-olive complexion; and a curvy figure and ample bust.
The girls returned to my room wearing very short-shorts and t-shirts . . . and I quickly realized they were both sans brassiere. They resumed their spots in the middle of my bed and a few minutes later I began to notice that their shorts had been removed and they were both staring at me. Suddenly aware of them watching me . . . I cracked a wary smile, unsure of what to do when Victoria said, “You look uncomfortable . . . come over here and sit with us.” I went to sit at the head of the bed when they moved apart and patted the bed between, Michelle said, “… right here is a good spot …” My head began to spin as I grabbed a pillow and settled down between them.
The three of us lay there watching TV when I felt a leg brush against mine. . . . Then a hand touch the small of my back . . . I was very tense with anticipation – like a coiled spring ready for release. Michelle said, “You look nervous . . . Let me rub your back.” She sat up beside me and pulled at my shirt until I rolled over to unbutton it. As I unbuttoned my shirt Victoria said, “Take off your pants too . . .” I started to hesitate . . . when Michelle said, “It’s not fair … we don’t have any pants on … Why should you?” With nothing left to do, I rose from the bed and surprised them both when I began to pull my pants down - as they could clearly see that I didn’t wear underwear, and my semi-hard cock gently nodded at them as it sprung from my jeans. Victoria turned to Michelle and said, “See I told you so . . . “ I asked what she meant and was surprised to learn the girl’s had bet earlier in the week that I went commando as Victoria had seen the outline of my cock thru my jeans.
Needless to say, the room was filled with anticipation so thick it could be cut with a knife as I stood there in socks and a t-shirt . . . I moved back to the bed to resume my spot between the Southern Beauty’s and was quickly surprised when Victoria leaned forward give me a kiss that I can still feel to this day . . . not to be outdone, Michelle then reached over and pulled me to her for a very long, deep, and passionate kiss that was electric.
From that point forward the rest of the night is a blur of passion, intensity, and intertwined bodies that I still dream of occasionally. When spent the next 2 days enjoying the sites of D.C. during the day and each other by night. I will remember the ‘Georgia Girls’ and the time we shared together until the day that I die.
I only regret that I have never seen either of them since . . . Perhaps one or both of them are on FriendFinder-x . . . If you are - Drop me a note and let's see what happens . . .
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Another one bites the dust . . . .
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Posted:Oct 22, 2013 1:19 pm
Last Updated:Nov 10, 2013 11:03 pm
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I do not know why ... but today I feel much more reflective than usual. Who knows why ... Maybe it's the changing season ... Maybe it's the growing realization that my oldest will graduate high school in the next 6 months or so ... or Maybe .. just maybe I feel (or more accurately sense) that something is about to change -- I don't know what or why, or how ... but something ...
Hell, maybe it has to do with the fact that it's my Birthday. I've never been one that really looks forward to a birthday celebration .. I mean, really, it is 'just another day' to the remaining billions of other people in the world. However, I find this year that I want pause and mark the event somehow ....
I usually never ... ever drink anything during the week other than 1 bottle of beer or 1 glass of wine with dinner every now and then .... but I believe tonight I will crack the label and enjoy the great 18 year old single malt I received for Christmas . . . . .
OK ... for those of you that I promised a blog posting .. I am sorry for the delay ... I am working on the story and will post is soon ...
Range Bull
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What is the term 'financially secure' doing in an FriendFinder-x profile ... ???
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Posted:Oct 8, 2013 3:29 pm
Last Updated:Oct 14, 2013 9:35 pm
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As frequently happens, I'll start to post a reply on the various Blogs that I frequent, when I'll find myself hip-deep into the subject and going into way more detail than the Blogger wanted or needed ...
As always the names have been changed to protect the innocent.
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I've always found your Blog topics interesting and thought provoking - and this subject doesn't fail to disappoint.
As someone who is a former member of a very large financial planning firm, who still advises family members and a few very close friends - the term 'financially secure' means very different things to different people. In general, it refers to someone who has the means and wherewithal to generate enough income that they are able to live their life as they see fit and without the usual worries associated with day-to-day living.
However in this case, I believe the term 'financially secure' is referring to the ability to 'keep' someone as their 'Exclusive Liaison' or regularly compensate the person they may be meeting with.
Seeing how this term is almost exclusively used by 'women' (or those who at least claim to be women) on this site ... I believe this is nothing but code for some form of . I also believe the term 'generous' is frequently used as well.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not judging anybody - and I admire the entrepreneurial spirit ... but you are not fooling anybody or even being innovative ...
OK ... with that out of the way ... and seeing how we are already on the subject -- What does 'financially secure' mean to me ???
It means that I would have the ability to live with little or no financial restriction. It doesn't mean I would be buying a dozen Rolls Royce's every year or gambling millions a month in Macau ... it means being 'comfortable' and 'independent.'
Everyone's 'number' is different - for me I don't need to be a billionaire or even a multi-millionaire ... I could live just fine with about a million working for me with enough leftover to have bought a modest sized ranch, have my sons attend college without worry, buy a new truck, take an African Safari for the 'Big 5,'and spend the rest of my days doing exactly What I want, Why I want, Where I want, Who I want, How I want, with Whomever I want ...
See you next time or until my next break with reality occurs ... Whichever comes first - LOL !!
Range Bull
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An Ode to Breasts ...
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Posted:Sep 17, 2013 1:55 pm
Last Updated:Sep 26, 2013 2:26 pm
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I posted the following on the Blog of a friend that I adore. As always the names have been changed to protect the innocent - but I felt that such an important topic should be shared and enjoyed by all ...
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I have to admit that I am fascinated by breasts. I love everything about them, most of I love the femininity they represent. Having been a breast fed baby ... I wonder if this is the root of my interest ???
LOL !!!
All kidding aside, breasts are amazing and defining. They represent femininity, the sustainment of life, nurturing, motherhood, independence, and love ...
Breasts have a very interesting set of dualities - Firm ... yet silky smooth and supple to the touch. Delicate ... yet responsive to both the tender touch and firm stimulation. Rock hard nipples that are receptive to soft, gentle, licking ... as well as the sustained squeeze of a nipple clamp.
I love the entire geometry of a breast ... how their size and shape determine a woman's curves, and Yes Real Women Have Curves ... lest they be some androgynous, stick figure, whose ribs jab you when you hold her close.
Breasts are not only pleasure centers ... they sustain life. OK, I'll admit that when my were nursing I sampled the goods - OMG what a fabulous, sweet, delicious nectar of life !!! Even more interesting was how erotic it was - not just for me, but for my SO !!! She climaxed from the stimulation and has been able to climax from breasts stimulation ever since. I have to say that it is a good thing she could make a lot of milk, lest the would have starved ... LOL !!!
Lastly, I hope that women know the power of the breasts they possess. Very few things are capable of capturing a man's attention like a pair of breasts. The way they gently bounce in rhythm as she walks, the way they stand proud - rising like the Rocky Mountains from the Great Plains, the cleavage created by their mere presence, be they large or small - straining against the clothing that shelters them from sight ... yet revealing their size, shape, and underlying sexuality.
In short - I love breasts ... I adore breasts ... I think breasts are amazing ... be they big or small - I am passionate about breasts - as if you couldn't tell !!
LOL !!!
Till the next time,
Range Bull
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Now wouldn't that be a welcome change ...
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Posted:Sep 10, 2013 1:31 pm
Last Updated:Nov 4, 2013 12:16 pm
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I posted this on a Blog that I follow and felt compelled to expand on the topic here ...
Once again the names have been changed to protect the innocent ... the topic had to deal with which partner was the one who initiated sex
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You happen to have touched upon an issue that hits a nerve for me. I have to say that it would be a welcome change to have my SO initiate sex for once.
After 23 years together, I am still the one who has initiated nearly every sexual encounter we have ever had ... This creates a real problem as the partner who makes the advance is the one who also has to endure rejection of that advance.
Unfortunately, repetitive rejection eventually leads to fear of making an advance. Combine this with her 'Catholic Schoolgirl Guilt,' about sex in general and you wind up with a relationship that becomes less and less intimate.
So, Yes - it would be a very welcome ... and refreshing change for my SO to initiate sex ... Hell - it would be welcome for most any woman to make a sexual advance ... LOL !!!
As someone who has a very high sex drive this creates a problem ... What to do when your SO isn't interested in sex that much anymore. Now I need to say very clearly - that when We do enjoy each other the sex is fabulous ... fabulous in the way that can only come from spending 23 years exploring the same body ... You begin to know exactly where, when, and how to provide your partner with the most pleasure you know how to deliver.
You know where all the right spots are ... and exactly how She likes it - but You still have to deal with not enough of it. You have the arguments, and the fights, and the disagreements about the frequency of your sex life and eventually you reach a compromise. A compromise that many would never understand - much less approve of !!
So a promise of safety, and security, while utilizing the utmost discretion is made to not destroy the life you currently enjoy together. You will preserve the status quo at home ... while discretely quenching your thirst for life on the side
So, What to do ... What to do ... What to do ... or more properly phrased - Who to do ... Who to do ... Who to do ... LOL
Range Bull
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A Labor Day stuck indoors ....
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Posted:Sep 2, 2013 4:48 pm
Last Updated:Sep 9, 2013 2:06 pm
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Who would have thought that a Labor Day Holiday in the Sierra Foothills of Northern California would be dark, rainy, and punctuated with thunder and lightning ...
I guess that today's post is going to really ramble and reflect ...
Anyhow, I do not recall ever having spent Labor Day indoors. I have experienced a few Labor Day Holidays in the High Sierra gathering the cattle to bring them off their summer grazing lease that have been filled with Thunderstorms - but never one where we were stuck indoors with heavy .. heavy rain and thunderstorms !!
I love the smell of the rain - or rather it's the dust settling. We all have certain smells that trigger memories. My most favorite smells are: The smell of freshly mown hay ... The smell of a wet dog ... The smell of a sweaty ... and The smell of sex ...
I wonder if that's strange ??
Here comes the lightning again - so I better get off the computer lest I be electrocuted ... No that is not an urban legend !!
Till the next episode ...
Range Bull
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Multiple Orgasms ...
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Posted:Aug 31, 2013 9:17 am
Last Updated:Aug 9, 2019 2:10 am
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Below is a recent post to a lady friends FriendFinder-x Blog. A question was posed as to whether a man can achieve multiple erections ... After much reflection I decided to post here because I believe that with a willing partner most men are capable of such a feat as long as they are focused the needs of their lover and not their own !!!
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Name of Blog Withheld to Protect the Innocent (LOL !!!),
Do you mean that it's not normal for a man to have multiple erections in one night ? ? ?
I'd always thought it was necessary and expected that a man produce multiple erections ... and therefore provide multiple levels of satisfaction for his partner ...
If you live by the more the merrier principle for all involved - How can you ever got wrong ??
Of course there are differences between your first and subsequent orgasms ...
The most obvious is the volume of ejaculate produced - which for me is also related to how long it has been since my last climax.
I can only speak for myself here - but, I generally climax in 2 to 4 minutes and produce about 3 to 6 ounces during Round 1 if it has been more than a week or so since my last climax.
After that, I can exercise significant control and usually last between 3 to 7 minutes and cumm 1 to 2 ounces ... with volume decreasing slightly with each successive orgasm.
I have found that I have significant control over subsequent erections and orgasms and can usually achieve another erection within a few minutes.
Oral stimulation is the quickest and most reliable way to 'put the lead back in the pencil' so to speak; but personally, and with the right woman - I really enjoy staying inside her while we both do some Kegel exercises ... The Kegel's produce a steady, flexing rhythm that almost feels like a hand-job ... By flexing my muscles ... My cock throbs inside of her, gently rising to stimulate some very sensitive vaginal areas - especially when bumping her G-Spot ... Once I feel my cock beginning to swell the flexing is replaced with very slow and gentle thrusts ... even further stimulating and arousing both of Us - and before You know it ... Your picking up speed, increasing the intensity and on your way to another toe-curling, spine-tingling, mind-blowing climax !!!
With this technique - Both partners are able to enjoy very intense and amazing sensations. However, I've been told by several partners, that the unique feeling of having a throbbing, pulsing, swelling cock return to life inside of her is an incredible and fabulous feeling that every woman should experience ......
For the record - My personal best is 7 orgasms in 1 night ... I can only wonder what on earth may be possible if I were ever to obtain pharmaceutical assistance ... ???
If you ever want to try and establish a new personal best ... just drop me a note ... LOL !!!
Range Bull
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Old~Time Country Living
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Posted:Aug 7, 2013 7:05 am
Last Updated:Aug 31, 2013 9:25 am
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Big day today - Our County Fair kicks off today, and with it comes all of the old-fashioned family fun associated with rural fairs and festivals. So, I'll be here on a very limited basis for the rest of the week.
If you have a chance to make to Grass Valley and visit the Nevada County Fair - don't miss it . . . Our Fair is considered one of the best in the Western United States.
If you can . . . drop by and walk through the livestock exhibits - I'm the guy with the big mustache wearing a cowboy hat . . . lol
Talk again soon,
Range Bull
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A continuing bitch about FriendFinder-x . . . .
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Posted:Aug 6, 2013 12:39 pm
Last Updated:Sep 25, 2013 3:44 pm
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I've been on FriendFinder-x a long time and have enjoyed my fair share of adventures as a result of being here ... however, it seems that since FriendFinder-x changed hands it is getting more and more difficult to find 'real' people behind the profile.
There have always been a few enterprising folks who have used FriendFinder-x to engage in the world's second oldest profession. OK - I know some of you will argue that it is the world's oldest profession; but, agriculture is truly the world's oldest profession because you have to eat before you can fuck . . . think about it and it makes sense. I'd bee pretty damn scared to slip my sausage into the mouth of a very hungry lady - that is unless you were willing to serve history's first tube steak ... LOL !!
Look - I get that I'm not this weeks version of the Hollywood Studmuffin ... but I'm not the village troll either. How hard does it have to be to find a like minded person who is looking for what they say on their profile.
I know this is probably just 1 of a 1,000 complaints about FriendFinder-x's recent commercial orientation, and 1 of millions bitchin' about the number of flakes that float around here . . . but really . . . What does a guy have to do to find a willing partner for a good time ? ? ?
I guess I got started on this screed because I've been very ... very horny the last week or so . . . I mean 'billy goat' horny ...
Enuff ranting for now . . . whew ... I almost feel better - except I'm still just as horny as when I started writing . . . lol
Range Bull
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