It was inevitable…
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Posted:May 22, 2014 10:22 pm
Last Updated:Aug 15, 2014 4:37 pm
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I sat in my car, parked down and across the street from your house, watching and waiting for you to get home. I knew where you were. It was that night of the week... two hour martial arts session that I knew would put you in that mood. Frustrations worked out, and aggression taken out on your sparring partners. Your muscles would be loose and probably even a little bit sore. Mentally and physically spent but with your testosterone high from the aggressive moves. In other words... exactly where I wanted you. We had chatted online after class on more than one occasion such that I knew what kind of mood you'd be in from the intense workout. You'd want to cam, but tonight was going to be different.
I watch your car pull into the driveway and my pulse picks up a notch, my heart beat growing louder and stronger in my chest. I take a deep breath trying to keep it under control but my adrenaline is already on the rise in anticipation. I sit a little lower in my car, not wanting you to notice someone staring at you, watching your every move. Luckily for me, the sun is already down, the veil of darkness adding to my stealth. I watch you open the trunk and grab your workout bag, taking a look down the street as you close the trunk and head towards the door. Entering and closing the door behind you, I watch the windows carefully as you turn on the lights inside. Even though the curtains are closed, the various windows help me track your movements. The lights follow you through the house from the entry into the living room, through the kitchen and then back to your bedroom. I watch with greater interest as the bathroom light turns on. That window is closest to the front door, and signals me that the time is near. I give you a good fifteen minutes to shower and dress, not knowing how long you really take there but not wanting to rush things. I want you to feel relaxed at home... just another night by yourself.
I get out of the car and lock the door with the key. I don't use the remote lock, wanting to keep the silence on the street undisturbed. I walk slowly and with purpose up the block, noticing the neighbors' flowers starting to bud in the spring weather. I keep my footsteps light, so as not to alert my friend of my approach with the telltale click of my heels. I am wearing a trench coat, not buttoned but both sides of the jacket fully overlapped across my front, tied at the waist and not giving any indication of what I am wearing underneath. I approach the front door, place a fingertip over the peephole, and taking a deep breath reach over and ring the doorbell. I imagine the look of slight confusion on your face. "Who could that be at this hour...?" you're probably thinking to yourself. A smirk crosses my lips, drawing up the left side of my smile. I hear your footsteps cross the living room to the door and listen for the pause as you attempt to look through the peephole. But you can't see a thing. What the heck is going on?? There's only one way to find out now.
As I hear the door start to open, I remove my finger and place both hands on my hips. Feet apart, back straight, chest out, with head and chin held high, I'm a formidable sight. Your eyes and mouth both open widely. To say you're surprised to see me is an understatement. You take a breath in to say something but I stop you immediately with the lift of my right hand. "Don't say a word. I mean it. One word and I swear you will be very, very sorry." You close your mouth and I watch you swallow. Hard.
Raising my eyebrows ever so slightly, I coyly ask the obvious. "Aren't you going to let me in?"
You open the door wider and step aside, letting me enter. As you close the door behind me, I stride into the room and survey my surroundings. All is just as I remembered. Couch, table, bookshelves, various knickknacks and art on the walls, desk and computer. Ah yes, the computer; home to many a webcam session. That poor little chair has seen some action, I smile to myself. I stop close to the computer and turn to face you. You still haven't said a word, which is of course a good sign. I grab the straps holding my coat around my waist and pull them loose. One hand reaching for the edge of the side underneath, I grab the edges of my coat and pull them wide apart, revealing my outfit underneath.
You've told me how much you love this look before. Such a gamer geek, I can't help but laugh to myself. Howard, Leonard and Raj have nothing on you. I am wearing an incredibly skin tight spandex superhero type outfit, low cut to show off my impressive cleavage that you adore so much, with extra tall black suede boots and black thigh-high fishnet tights. I slowly shrug the coat off my shoulders and drop it down my arms towards the floor, revealing long black satin gloves. Your eyes are gleaming as you take it all in.
I step forward and reach out with my left hand, grabbing your crotch hard while you stand stunned and speechless by how sexy and powerful I am in my outfit. I place my index finger of my right hand on your lips, ensuring you continue to remain quiet. I say nothing and turn to lead you to the bedroom, pulling hard as I march through the house with you in tow. Crossing the bedroom threshold, I look around at the familiar surroundings. So neat and tidy, my little boy toy. Your momma has raised you well. I move the dimmer next to the door down a bit, softening the harsh light in the room. I lead you over to the bed, and turn you around so that your back is to the mattress and reluctantly loosen my grip.
"Don't move now my little boy toy. You just stand here for a while and be a good boy. Close your eyes for me. And remember... not a word. Not yet anyway. We wouldn't want anything bad to happen to you."
I release my grip and move around to examine both sides of the bed, making sure I remember where everything is located. I return to stand in front of you, watching your chest rise and fall with your breath. Looking you up and down, I can see you shaking ever so slightly with nervous anticipation. Having just showered you are not wearing much: just a t-shirt and shorts. How convenient. Standing in front of you, I place my hands on your shoulders and run them down your arms, reaching in to hold the sides of your waist. I grasp the hem of your t-shirt and start to pull upwards. "Lift your arms up," I say as I guide your shirt over your chest, above your head and down over your arms, letting it drop to the floor at our feet. I run my hands up your stomach and your chest, my fingers weaving their way through your chest hair. "Open your eyes," I command. You do and stare into mine as I reach your nipples and give them a firm squeeze between my fingertips.
I take a slight step backwards and glance down at your shorts. Quite the tent has surfaced since I released my earlier grip. "Mmmmm," I whisper as my fingers glide back down your stomach and stop just at the top of your waistband. "...and what do we have here?" I turn my hands around and slide the backs of my fingertips down further, gently stroking your cock down and back up over your shorts. Your breath catches and your eyes close briefly as you inhale sharply. I can see a wet spot starting to form on your shorts, your cock leaking precum in sweet anticipation. I grab the waistband of your shorts and pull the elastic out slightly, guiding your shorts down and over your hardened cock, past your thighs and down to the floor.
"On the bed now. On your back. You know what to do."
Stepping out of your shorts, you move back to lie in the middle of the bed, arms and legs spread out towards the four corners. I walk around to the left side first, reaching down to grab the strap while you watch my every move. I undo the Velcro and secure the strap around your wrist, and then move to do the same to your ankle. When that side is secured I move around to the other side of the bed and do the same, first strapping down your wrist and then your ankle. I adjust the straps ever so slightly, making sure you remain secure yet comfortable. I open the side table drawer and pull out an adjustable cock tie. Purple. Ha. So very cute. That's a job I'd love, I laugh to myself, designing sex toys. I would have made this one glow in the dark. I loosen up the ring and slide it to the base of your cock and balls, moving slowly in the process and feeling every inch of your hardness, teasing your cock with my fingers in the process. I tighten the base and then secure the second section of the ring at the base of your cock, everything standing nicely at attention. The tip of your cock is glistening wet with precum. I give it a little stroke with the tip of my index finger, enjoying the slickness of it a little too much.
I reach back over to the table drawer and pull out a cock pump. Your eyes get wider with anticipation. Placing the pump over your cock, I make you extra hard with several pumps of the cock pump... Your heavy breathing and gentle moaning tell me that you are enjoying this very much. After a while your cock is completely engorged, and I stop the pressure and remove the pump. I climb on and straddle your chest, facing away from you so you can't see what I'm doing. I lightly tease your cock with my fingers, enjoying how it jumps with every stroke and change in pressure.
"You're a very bad boy, you know. You tell me that all the time that you know how wrong it is to want me, and that you shouldn't and don't want to do this. I'm a married woman, after all. You feel that this is wrong on so many levels, and yet your cock is just sooo very hard. Even though you think it's wrong, you still want it don't you? You want it because you think it's wrong. I don't know why you keep saying that anyway. If you really didn't want it, you would get soft."
Needless to say, you don't. If anything, saying this out loud makes you even harder. I turn around so that I'm facing you. I slide down your torso and start grinding my pussy against your hard cock through the spandex. This only makes you harder and leak even more. I say I bet you would love to feel how wet I am, even if it would be wrong and maybe even a little dangerous... "If you get soft, I'll know you really don't want it and I'll stop. I promise." I start to count down from ten...
When I reach ten, you are still rock hard, so I pull the crotch of my outfit to the side, exposing my soaking wet pussy... I start rubbing it up and down your shaft, feeling every inch of you along my pussy and making you throb even more. I say I bet you would love to be inside me... deep inside me. You can't hide your desire. You start to feebly protest again, telling me it's wrong. "If you really truly feel that way, you would get soft. Then I'll know you really don't want it and I'll stop. I promise." I give you 15 seconds this time, and start the countdown again...
After time is up, I take your still engorged cock, hold it upright and slide all the way down it. "Mmmm, damn baby. I just love how your cock feels so very deep inside me. Too bad you're so sure how wrong this is." I start riding your cock up and down, faster and faster, harder and deeper. I say I bet you want to cum right now, and fill my married pussy with your hot creamy cum... "You are one twisted, bad, little boy, aren't you?" You half-heartedly beg me "no... please... stop," but obviously love it and are coming closer and closer to the edge. "If you don't want to cum inside me, really and truly don't want it, then you won't and you will get soft. Then I'll know you really don't want it and I'll stop. If you do get soft now, I'll climb off and leave you alone. I promise." I give you 30 seconds...
I start grinding on your cock, going faster and harder, making you watch me play with my tits through my outfit... You don't even make it to 10. And when you cum I slam down on your balls deep and hard... "Yes! Fill my pussy with your cum!" I've told you again and again how I want to milk the cum out of you until you don't have any more to give me. Now is no exception. When I finish milking your cock with my pussy, I climb off and straddle your chest, making you watch as it oozes out of me. "You knew this was going to happen when you opened the door, didn't you? It was inevitable. I knew you wanted it. How could you not? After all, I gave you plenty of chances to get out of it..." I say as I show off my body in the spandex again.
And then I laugh. I sit up and move forward slightly, smearing my juices and your cum all over your chest, which makes your cock jump. I lean down and forward, suffocating you with my titties and whisper..."You know I'm only just getting started. I know you like knowing I want to show you what it's really like to fuck, and be fucked. and be seriously fucked with."
This story is a little fantasy that a friend shared with me and that has been embellished a bit by me. This scenario hasn't actually happened... yet  . I'll have to see how close I can come to this telling when the time does come. Of course, you know it will. He knows it will too. It's inevitable.
Hope you enjoyed it! Until next time...
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WHAT THE FUCK...???
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Posted:May 22, 2014 4:21 pm
Last Updated:Jan 11, 2016 12:55 pm
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Fuck!!! This is a vent, so prepare yourself for some swearing to ensue. A little background first before I get into it.
I met someone new week before last. Nice, seemingly normal guy. Seemingly normal. Can you feel me rolling me eyes over here? Surely I should know by now that of course everything and everyone is never, ever just as it seems. We had emailed back and forth for a couple of weeks and then finally met for drinks to see if we clicked, which we did. We ended up talking for a couple hours at that first meet. Let's call this person G. As I like to hear it in my head..."Gee whiz, am I the most amazing doofus you've ever met or what???"
G is actually a pretty interesting guy and we shared what felt like was a lot of information about one another and our situations. We also had some funny as hell conversations about people we've met on FriendFinder-x in the process and the craziness we've run into, etc. Man I could go on about FriendFinder-x emails and chats for weeks and never run out of stooopid stories to share! So anyway... we ended up back at G's place and proceeded to have a great time. Same thing the following week. Flash forward to this week and I went back to G's place again. Another great time. Okay... so what's the rant then? Where is this clearly interesting situation heading?
So here it is. I had spent the night at G's the first time, and did again this week - Tuesday to be specific. Wednesday evening I was busy seeing another friend I'd met on FriendFinder-x. No big mystery here, I like to fuck and I'm here on FriendFinder-x to find people to fuck. It's pretty much all over my profile so honestly there's just no big mystery there. So late Wed I had gotten a text message from G basically saying that if I wanted to spend more than one night a week with him I was "sooo invited" to use his words exactly. When I read it I was on my way to my other friends house so didn't reply right away.
I replied this morning (Thursday) instead, saying something along the lines of thanks for the extended invitation and if I don't see the other person I am seeing in the area I may take him up on that offer. I didn't think much of it at the time when I pressed send.
About a half hour later I got a couple of texts back. I won't go into all the gory details but here are the highlights...
“I know this is NSA...”
“I guess I shouldn't feel this way”
“I think I'm done”
“unless you go exclusive”
“I'm not judging”
And in a nutshell… G didn't think I was "THAT active"
Ok, so two things.
One, "THAT active" I thought was funny as hell in that I honestly laughed OUT LOUD in the middle of my office when I read that sentence. I think I might have even snorted a little bit LOL!! Little did I know that having TWO whole sexual partners was "THAT active" by FriendFinder-x standards. Shit man, you have no fucking idea who I am and what makes me tick, do you? If you think having two partners is being THAT active then I got some scary fucking news for you! The only reason I don't have more is because I don't YET. Just give me time buddy, give me time…
Second, "unless you go exclusive" is just ironic as hell. G knows I'm still married so am not exclusive to begin with. And I know I talked about the other person I met in the area when we first talked. Plus I've been going on about other emails that I continue to get from people in the area and which ones I am replying to or not about finding others to hook up with. Oh and lest I forget, G has also telling me about the people that he continues to email on FriendFinder-x as well trying to arrange a hookup. Long story short, exclusive is just not a word I would have ever expected to come up in any conversation with G. Did he really think he was THE ONE after 3 times together? Holy shit dude get over yourself. The sex was indeed awesome but it wasn't going to make me swear off everyone else on the face of the earth. This is why the phrases "No strings attached or desired", "I’m looking for men" (PLURAL!) and "I'm not looking for a relationship" are on my profile. I guess I also need to put "I'm THAT active" somewhere on my profile too. Apparently it’s still too subtle right now.
I sent back a short reply along the lines of I hope I didn't give you the impression I was looking for something exclusive, because I am not. In any case... we are so very done.
Seriously now readers, time for some feedback. If you've read this far thank you for hearing me out. Now answer me this: What the fuck?!?! How does a situation like this even happen? There is something truly weird and surreal about it all that still just makes me shake my head and laugh as I finish typing this up. Is there something about my profile that is truly misleading? Please tell me what it is so I can correct it. I don't think so but maybe I'm too close to not be able to see it.
Until next time... FUCK to your heart's delight. I know I sure as hell will keep on doing just that!
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I'm a little chicken...
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Posted:May 14, 2014 8:05 pm
Last Updated:Jun 18, 2014 5:19 pm
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But I'm going to post it anyway... 
Rate me by listing your number choices in your comments
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Campfires rule!
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Posted:May 14, 2014 6:36 pm
Last Updated:Jun 9, 2014 6:26 am
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I saw this pic online recently and seriously have to find out where to order these!!
This really make me want to have hot dogs and make s'mores!!! LMAO!
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Awesome sex = great mood!
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Posted:May 13, 2014 5:24 pm
Last Updated:Aug 4, 2014 7:57 pm
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Holy cow I am in a great fucking mood this week!! This, yes THIS, is exactly what comes from having a week of truly amazing sex with even more amazing people.
I started working on a new project in Napa about a month and a half ago. Yeah, you read that right, Napa. As in wine country California Napa. Wine all over the office Napa. I really do love wine so it's pretty sweet to say the least. The last time I started a new project was in February just west of Philly. That was not an easy project. It was a very short project, just two months, which was seriously one of the reasons I agreed to do it in the first place. I don't usually work outside of the West coast. Traveling eastbound across the US really does suck the life out of you. You seriously lose almost an entire day getting there. Between the six hour flight and the three hour time difference, your whole day is just blown getting there. That coupled with having a hard time meeting people that were actually serious about meeting made for a not-so-great time in the area. Thankfully I did finally meet a couple of guys that were wicked fun but it was too short lived.
Napa has been a much different story. The project is with a I've worked with before. They actually asked for me specifically to come back, so that's always a nice thing to hear no matter what you do. Right now it's a short project, just a few months, but if I want it to, it can easily turn into something longer term. The travel is much easier too. I actually drive here each week rather than getting on a plane. I don't commute every day - that's way too far. But it’s close enough that flying isn't an option so I drive here. Having my own car is very comforting. It makes you feel like you’re home even though you’re still staying in a hotel. I’m a typical California driver too. I drive fast. Very fast. And I have a car that likes to be driven, so let’s just say people either need to get the eff out of my way or I am going to go around them and flip them off in the process. Yeah, I’m that person on the road. Wave hi next time I pass you.
Then there’s the local FriendFinder-x population... Now that has been an interesting experience all by itself. First, let me start off by saying that I think the demographic of people in the area is a bit unusual. Hmmm…. how do I say this? I think it would probably be safe to say that Napa is a bit of a retirement community. It’s a pretty small town. Most of the major business is centered on wine production. There are a lot of family-owned wineries in the valley. This makes for three things. One is few single people. Two is few single males of a particular, and more precisely my preferred, age range. And third is people within a reasonable distance. There are a boatload of barely-legal-aged guys attending the nearby college, and a number of folks that are way older than me. I won’t go into the details of why my age range is what it is, but in any event, the number of guys that I would consider as potential playmates is rather slim.
The distance thing is another challenge. Bay area traffic can be a bitch no matter where you live. Regardless of how far you may actually be from someone in terms of mileage, how long it take to get there all depends on whether you are going with the flow of commuter traffic or against it. If you are against it, you are just plain screwed. I stay in a hotel so I don’t mind hosting most of the time. And if my partner wants to host at his home I don’t mind driving either. It all depends on how long I have to drive, or how long I think it would take them to drive. This messes with things and makes what might otherwise be someone “close” in terms of distance completely unreasonable in terms of a playmate. People from SF email me all the time and I won’t even consider it because of the commute involved either way. I don’t expect someone to drive for even a half hour or more to come see me, nor will I do the same. I think it’s just crazy to spend upwards of an hour in your car for a couple hours of sex. As I’ve said in other posts, I may be horny but I’m not that horny!
All these difficulties aside, there are definite plusses to being located in Napa too. For as rare as the guys seem to be in this area, the gals are even rarer. Yay for me! Being in this small community is taking being a Unicorn to an all new level. See my post Im a Fucking Unicorn for more on that  . As a result, the emails and chat conversations are far more pointed and pretty much get right to it if you know what I mean. Far less bullshitting and endless emails than before, and as a result I’ve met some very interesting and cool people that are not only great to hang out with and have amazing conversations over a nice glass of wine, but are really fantastic in the sack too.
So here I am, working in Napa for a couple more months, and really just plain enjoying it and in a great fucking mood right now. There is nothing like some seriously amazing sex to put me in a great mood! And given the people I’ve met I think I’m going to continue to be in a great fucking mood for many, many weeks to come. Thank you boyz!
Until next time... here’s hoping you’re having some truly amazing sex that’s putting you in a great mood too!
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Sollymon8's Top 10 list!!
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Posted:Apr 16, 2014 5:13 pm
Last Updated:May 23, 2014 3:14 pm
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So following my Top 10 list, my ever fave fb sollymon8 updated his profile with his Top 10 list too. Wow, I thought the ones I get were the shiznit. There is some seriously hilarious shit right there...
It's on his profile Intro rather than a blog so here it is for your reading pleasure. Enjoy!!
sollymon8's Top Pick Up Lines
So in between the 4 days of ball pounding sex that my absolute favorite FB, Schothot69 and I had recently, we were laughing our asses off at some of the sweet pick up lines guys like to use and the poor use or lack of grammar therein. We decided to challenge each other to come up with a Top Ten list of best FriendFinder-x pick up lines. Schothot69's are posted in my blog and on her profile but I'm having a little more difficult time since I'm a single guy and am generally doing all the propositioning lol.
After searching through my emails I realized I had plenty of pick-up lines thrown my way but not from my target demographic. So my Top Ten Pick Up Line list is going to be comprised of ones I've received from gay and transexual men and what went through my head...enjoy!
10) Hey man, You are an Artist !!! pls let me be in your friendlist, I dont want to lose your hotvids
- Nothing says I'm a straight like men in my friend's network.
9) You're videos are Hot!!!! You are too, just thanking you for the entertainment
- Thanks for the entertainment?! Thanks for the scarring mental image!
8 ) Hello, I have a question for you if l may
- The answer in every language is NO!!!
7) Wish I could get a sample of you
- Well I do need to pee...
6) hey...how are you???
- I'm so confused and could really use your help, please hold me!!
5) Did we ever have the convo about him sucking you? (From a couple)
- REALLY?! After 3 months of talking and planning to meet you drop this on me the day of our first meet!! Prepare penis for DEFCON LEVEL 1
4) You fuck like a stallion, I'm going to use your videos to train guys on how to properly fuck me.
- And you felt the need to tell me this me why??? Damn, I was having such a good day too...
3) Would you be willing to make a mold of your cock for me?
- Uhh...No?! Okay re-check sexual orientation....yep, says straight.
2) How about I suck your dick while you're kissing your gal? That'd be Hot!
- How about eew!!!
1) I'd love to feel your balls slapping against mine while you're fucking me!
- I'd love to rip that mental image from my mind but that's not happening either! Damnit, here comes more therapy...
I use to think it was always good to be at least wanted by someone but I'm not so sure now. Just having a little fun, I hope you all enjoyed it.
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Top 10 hilarious FriendFinder-x intro emails…
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Posted:Apr 7, 2014 7:55 pm
Last Updated:May 23, 2014 3:06 pm
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update 4/10: so apparently my initial post fell into the "hate" category and was banned so I have attempted to lighten the mood here. We'll see if I am successful. It's all in jest people, let's not forget that.
My favorite fb sollymon8 and I were cracking ourselves up over FriendFinder-x emails last week so we challenged each other to come up with a Top 10 list of all time fucking AWESOME introductory emails from FriendFinder-x members. Here is mine; both the full length, unedited, original email, and my reaction to it. Enjoy!!
TOP 10 BAD INTRO EMAILS
10. I love how you cum and use that dildo in your videos, and I would love to share that and more with you! Pleasuring you fully and giving you orgasm after orgasm would be so special !
Hmmmm. I don't use a dildo in any of my videos. What the eff are you talking about? Something tells me copy and paste isn't your strong suit. Nice going. I was going to make a joke about the "special"ness of it, but that's a bit much even for me.
9. Whats up
Oh yeah, no punctuation, no question mark. Bugs Bunny eat your heart out.
8. Ever Been to a Swingers Party? Would you Like To Go with Me?
Ummmm... okay. Not.
7. Hey
I guess I shouldn't complain about this one as much as the ones without the smiley. That took some serious extra effort right there!
6. MUSCLE STUD INTERESTED IN FUCKING YOUR BRAINS OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
STOP FUCKING SCREAMING AT ME!!!! AND LAY OFF THE STERIODS!!! THEY ARE FUCKING WITH YOUR BRAIN!!!
5. Hey there hit me up if you're interested
How about if I just hit you upside your head? What are you, 12? Just hilarious 
4. Hey sexy, are you into younger men?
No, I'm not. Others in your age bracket have just messed it up for all of you. You should talk with them and straighten them out .
3. how you doin?
Aw man!! ...I seriously cannot get Joey from Friends out of my head now!!
2. Would you ever use a strapon dildo on a guy?
Wow. Just... wow. Seriously? That's one hell of an opening question.
1. I need my dick sucked today
Good for you. I hope you're flexible.
Until next time... keep those emails coming!!! Not that I will reply to them... but some of them sure as hell are funny!
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ON BEING DOWN TO FUCK…
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Posted:Mar 24, 2014 9:33 pm
Last Updated:Jan 12, 2016 10:49 am
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I'm not having a great month. I don't know what it is. Well, let me rephrase that. I know exactly what it is. It's called LACK OF SEX. What I don't know is why it is so freaking hard to find a GUY that is down to fuck. Yes, you read that right. It is freaking hard to find a GUY that is down to fuck. I know there are a lot, and by a lot I mean literally hundreds of status messages and blog posts from guys asking why no women want to meet. Well I have to say I think I am either losing my mind or losing my touch.
I honestly don't think I make it that difficult. I won't fuck just anyone, because I do have some standards, but seriously if you're normal and can hold a conversation, and you happen to catch me at the right time, odds are actually pretty good that we'll chat and email and such and see what's what. And if we click and do actually meet, I am pretty much down to fuck on the first date. It's true, Im a Fucking Unicorn.
It's laid out right there on my profile. And don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about people that I know can't read it. I'm not a moron. I do bother to see if you can read it or not. I give people the benefit of the doubt there. I'm actually writing about people that email me, not the other way around. And cripes, it's not like people email you out of the blue to ask you your favorite color or if you have a movie recommendation. When people contact me, I pretty much assume it's because they want to fuck at some point. That's why I'm here, so no surprise to me that's why you might be here too. Mystery solved.
So why the drama? Why email and chat and text and arrange to meet and then don't? No less than six times in the past few weeks I have been either blown off or had someone go Houdini on me (that being just plain disappear) after multiple "can't wait to meet you" types of messages. I'm starting to expect it more often than not and it's frankly pissing me off.
If you don't want to meet in the first place, then don't go on and on for hours and days talking about setting something up and then disappear. When you don't reply to me, the jig is up and I know you're doing it on purpose. If we do arrange to meet, the least you can do is cancel on me. I always confirm a meet the day of. Bailing on someone is pretty low. Have some manners for crying out loud. It's not like we're getting together to cure cancer or end world hunger, so if something comes up or you change your mind, I usually don't give it a second thought. No big deal. That's what that whole NSA thing is all about isn't it? No strings, no obligations, no commitment, no drama. Is that too much to ask? I'm just asking for good manners. Unless you've suddenly traveled to the Himalayas where the cell reception is in fact spotty, I know you're still out there. Especially if I see you online later. That's just rude. The least you can do is really and truly drop off the face of the earth. Okay, okay, not really. Just had to vent there for a bit lol.
Are you really down to fuck or not? If you're not, then don't email me. I am down to fuck and I am looking for someone that is too. I need to put that on my profile. Apparently it's too subtle right now.
Until next time... FUCK someone for me please! I at least would like to vicariously have some crazy wild sex tonight.
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Love...
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Posted:Mar 13, 2014 7:08 pm
Last Updated:Jan 11, 2016 1:01 pm
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It's not supposed to happen like this right? Am I really this fucking lucky??
I met someone and it just clicked. We were both totally ok with an NSA relationship, 'cuz we met on FriendFinder-x after all so knew what was what. This isn't that difficult... oh, you know what I mean. Come to find that we're really super compatible in the bedroom, and make it something regular. I really looked forward to that day of the week. We share stories of the people we've met in the LS, and make each other laugh until breathing is difficult and we are just in tears. Discover we're really super compatible outside of the bedroom too. Spend more and more time together... and then it happens. Someone drops the L-word, and now we both can't stop saying it.
I smile like a moron when I get an email or a text message from him. The stupidest things I read, see and hear make me think about wanting to tell him. So I do. Yeah I'm weird, and he gets me. Damn that song on the radio makes me think of him too. We actually have stupid sayings that only the two of us know the most monstrously lame and corny story behind but that always make me smile from ear to ear until my cheeks hurt. We make other people super uncomfortable when we're out in public because we can't stop kissing each other. And touching each other. And kissing each other some more.
It sucks. I'm not there anymore so don't see him every week like I used to. Visits are few and far between. I can't wait to see him again. Touch him. Smell him. Kiss him. Hold him. Fuck him. Do it all over and over again for days and days. It won't be enough, but I will take it and love every minute of it.
Thank you babe. I love you. And I need more cowbell  .
Until next time... I wish you love {=}
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Man down!!
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Posted:Mar 7, 2014 9:24 am
Last Updated:Mar 14, 2014 12:34 pm
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A husband and wife are shopping in their local grocery store. The husband picks up a case of beer and puts it in their cart.
"What do you think you're doing?" asks the wife.
"They're on sale, only $10 for 24 cans," he replies.
"Put them back..., it's a waste of money," demands the wife, and so he does and they carry on shopping.
A few aisles further on along, the woman picks up a $20 jar of face cream and puts it in the basket.
"What do you think you're doing?" asks the husband.
"It's my face cream. It makes me look beautiful!" replies the wife.
Her husband retorts, "So does 24 cans of Miller Lite and it's half the price!!!"
HUSBAND DOWN, AISLE 7!!!!!!!!
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Why is this hot?
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Posted:Mar 3, 2014 6:44 pm
Last Updated:Apr 11, 2014 10:53 pm
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So there's that hottest video contest going on right now and I have to say after watching a few of them I seriously have no idea what people think is hot or why. Now granted I get that for a lot of people just seeing some chick naked is enough to make something "hot" in their view, but really? Is that all it takes? I just don't get it.
I'm in one of the finalist videos so I hope Sollymon8 wins of course. If he doesn't there are a few others that would get my vote. There are a bunch others that wouldn't though, so that I think is pretty interesting and thus the reason for today's post.
Question: Why do you think a particular video (or even a pic for that matter) is hot??
I would really really really like to know. Thanks!!!
Oh yes, and here's the one I'm in that you should vote for
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Good Morning? No… Great Morning!
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Posted:Jan 28, 2014 4:38 pm
Last Updated:May 18, 2014 7:08 am
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We had met online about a week before. He had commented on a status update of mine and the cleverness of his message caught my attention, so of course I immediately perved his profile to check out the goods. I don't really remember why I was in IM later in the week but we started chatting one evening and hit it off pretty well during that rather long online conversation. We arranged to meet the following Monday morning. I made an excuse to "go into the office" for some meetings so I could disappear for a few hours and not be missed at home.
I drove to his house and parked my car. Getting out, I smiled and said good morning to a neighbor, and locked my doors with a beep of the remote while I walked away. I've always wondered whether people have any idea what I am there to do when they see me. If they only knew. He answered the door with a smile, hugged and kissed me on the cheek hello, and showed me in. He led me back through the house into his bedroom, which I recognized from his pictures. He had the shutters slightly open so there was a bit of light streaming in, and had lit some candles to give the room a great fragrance and ambiance. I smiled at this romantic touch to our first encounter. Few people go that extra mile to make you feel special, and I really did appreciate his effort to make a difference.
He had music playing from his computer on a side table, and he sat down on the bed while I moved around the room looking at his art and personal items. After talking for a while I sat down on the bed next to him. Our knees touched, we looked into each other's eyes, and so it began. We both leaned in towards one another for a kiss and it was everything I had hoped for. I just love a good kisser. Soft but firm lips. Warm and wet mouth. Tongue sliding against mine. Hands roaming along legs and arms, caressing shoulders, necks and the back of heads. Fingers intertwined in my hair. A long session of passionate kissing ensued that got me wetter than I might have ever been. His t-shirt slowly came off in the process... mmmmm.
We slowly lay back on the bed and continued kissing and fondling one another. I was stroking his cock through his pants while he fingered my pussy under my dress and over my panties. I pulled his undershirt off over his head and he then slid down to the side of the bed, stood and took his pants off. He leaned over me, gently pulled my panties off over my fishnet tights and boots, which remained on, and came back up towards me and went down on me. His mouth was warm and wet, his tongue sliding up and over my clit and driving me wild with desire. I clutched the bed sheets with one hand and the top of his head with the other, writhing under the pressure against my clit. As he continued licking my pussy and driving me wild, I moved my hands to unbutton the front of my dress so I could grab and stroke my breasts.
After a while he moved up and lay on top of me so I could lick my pussy juices off his mouth. Wet and sweet, I readily lapped up my juice as our tongues met again and again. As I rolled him onto his back I moved downward, sliding his underwear down and off his feet. On the way back up I just had to have a taste, so licked his balls and slid my tongue up and along his hard shaft. His precum was so very yummy! I sucked his cock a while, taking his hardness into my mouth over and over again while listening to his moans and breathing change. I took him into my mouth even more deeply, finally feeling his head slide down the back of my throat while my tongue slid back and forth along the shaft of his cock. I sucked his cock for a while, giving his balls the attention they so very well deserved as well as feeling every inch of his hardened shaft in my mouth and against my tongue. I had to stop myself because he sounded like he really wanted to cum and as much as I wanted to taste his hot and creamy load, I wanted it inside me even more.
I started kissing my way up his stomach and torso, stopping to suck on his nipples a bit. We kissed again for a bit while I ground my throbbing wet pussy along his cock. Then I reached down with my hand and grasped his cock, sliding it up and over my pussy lips. I positioned it right at my cunt and he slid right in. Mmmmm damn did his cock feel good. I rose up and down a few times to get his cock nice and wet, and then leaned back with my hands on his thighs to feel him fill me completely. I rode his cock hard, occasionally reaching around with my right hand to stroke his balls while we fucked. Every so often I would lean forward so our tongues could dance and he would fuck me hard from underneath. I came so hard riding him this way I swear I stopped thinking at one point.
He sat up still inside me and sucked on my tits, and we kissed some more. He rolled me onto my back and I grabbed the heels of my boots to pull my legs wider apart while he guided his cock back inside my dripping wet pussy. He fucked me slow and deep at first, taking his time so I could feel every inch of him inside me. After several minutes of this I couldn't take it anymore and begged him... please fuck yes you're going to make me come again. He sped up ever so slightly and that was it. I came again, my pussy walls gripping his cock and wanting to milk the cum out if him while my clit spasmed out of control. As I moaned his name out while I was cumming, he came too and unleashed his huge load deep inside me. I could feel every pulse of his cock inside me. He collapsed on top of me and we took a while catching our breaths. He told me he didn't jerk off all weekend because he was saving it up for me. Soooo fucking worth the wait I think. What a great way to start off the week!
Hope you enjoyed
Until next time...
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