Torn Shorts & Anteaters

Where to begin? (continued)

2011-09-29T20:06:00.002-06:00

First, a little background about this young lady - and I do mean young. There's about 20 years of age difference between us. She's curvy...almost BBW. She's a student and holding down a full time job. So at first glance it didn't appear like we'd get to see one another much if we hit it off.

The fact that she knew of me intrigued me enough to agree to meet for lunch. While she was dressed very professionally, she was showing just enough cleavage to keep my interest if the conversation waned. I'd have to say she definitely wanted to play with me...there was some heavy duty flirting going on over lunch.

We met a second time over coffee to confirm the feelings were mutual and agreed to set up some playtime a couple of days later.

When we met at the hotel, she confessed how nervous she was. After all, a long-time fantasy of hers was about to be fulfilled. The first kiss broke the ice and the kissing never stopped. Well, it did stop long enough for us to get undressed and move to the bed. It was then I discovered that she is a cock worshiper. And she made sure that every inch of my cock was worshiped. I didn't want to compare her to my dear departed Soccer Mom. But between her incredible kissing and her oral talents, she was definitely on a par with her in those departments.

I finally got the chance to return the oral favor and discovered how incredibly wet she got...moreso than SM ever did (which was a lot). Her large clit is just perfect for me to lick and suck...and on top of that, she is vocal!! Yes!!! Love those vocal women!! After a couple of quick orgasms from oral, I slipped on a condom and slid in to her pussy. It took a little time but we finally figured out a rhythm that was mutually conducive to incredible sex. And she does like to move those big hips when I'm inside of her.

I haven't felt this kind of sexual chemistry since SM. We've been together 3 times since then, and each experience has been just as mind blowing. Stay tuned, kiddies.

Where to begin?

2011-09-20T20:27:00.002-06:00

It made me feel good to have a couple of long-time readers comment. Thanks ya'll, it's good to be back. Hopefully this time I'll be able to post more regularly.

OK, so after my L.A. playtime things were very quiet. I kept my Ashley Madison account open and went on every once in awhile just to see if there was anyone local that might pique my interest.

In early July I logged on to AM and found I had a collect message. Normally I would have just deleted it without opening. But a little voice in the back of my head told me to accept the message. The message was very brief - I like your profile, please contact me. I read over her profile and she sounded interesting enough. So I wrote her. We exchanged two or three emails with just some general things about likes and dislikes before I sent my private picture key. Now here's where things get interesting.

She recognized me. No, we didn't know each other but she knew of me from my line of work.

She confessed she'd had a crush on me for years. And she wanted to meet in person...soon.

to be continued...

Is it possible?

2011-09-15T21:14:00.002-06:00

That I'm back from the dead?

That I've found someone new to replace my dear, departed Soccer Mom?

That I'm going to share the tales of our torrid romance?

Yes, yes, and yes.

Details soon, my few and devoted followers. I just need to get through my next tryst tomorrow.

Fun in California

2011-04-04T20:25:00.002-06:00

As I mentioned in the previous post, I met a couple of ladies through AM's Traveling Man feature. M (why do I always seem to have encounters with women whose names start with M?) and I started chatting by email about three weeks before my visit and seemed to hit it off immediately. Emails led to IM's and eventually to brief phone calls (including one phone sex incident...haven't done that in ages).

We met for lunch after I arrived in L.A., which confirmed the chemistry we felt during our online chats. It was nice to finally meet her face-to-face; she is a great kisser and exudes sensuality...something I've noticed more and more in BBW's than in "skinnier" ladies (before you "fit" ladies in the audience revolt, I don't mean that you're not sensual. Sensuality seems to come across more in some women than in others. In my experience, the curvier ladies have been more sensual.).

As our lunch date ended we agreed to meet up for dinner and playtime on Friday night. She'd come to my hotel.

Friday came and M arrived at the hotel. The second after I closed the door behind her she turned and we kissed deeply. One of those kisses where it seemed we'd known each other a long time and not just for almost a month. We broke the kiss and I gave her the guided tour of my room. We had discussed making use of more than just the bed for our sexual play and there were plenty of spaces in the room (desk, a chair with an ottoman, the shower) to try out. The tour didn't last long and we moved to the bed to resume our kissing. I liked the fact that M enjoyed a variety of kisses, from the deep, tongue probing kind to soft kisses on her lips, cheek and neck.

M wore a dress that allowed me to run my fingers up her thighs, up under the fabric of the dress and over her lace panties. I eventually pulled the panties aside and slowly ran my finger up the length of her wet slit. M jumped at my touch and moaned into my mouth as I kissed her.

It wasn't long before we were out of our clothes and back to kissing on the bed. While my fingers explored her pussy, her hand was wrapped around my stiff cock.

...to be continued.

Alive and well

2011-03-22T20:02:00.002-06:00

I realize that it's been nearly three months since I last posted here. Frankly there hasn't been much to post about. The lady that I met through our mutual non-profit volunteer work was transferred to another city in January (guess I did jinx that). However...

For once, Ashley Madison actually came through for me. But not locally. More like in Riff Dog's territory.

Yep, had a four-day meeting in California recently, so before the trip out I decided to try out AM's "Traveling Man" feature. And found success.

In case you're not familiar with this feature, it's a cheater's version of those hotel websites that only give you a little information then tell you what hotel you're staying at after you've booked the room. With Traveling Man, you write a message, pay the fee, then AM randomly selects 40 women in the general area you've requested and the age range you set to get your message. The real trick to this is that you hope that the women AM selected for you are willing to, at the very least, chat with an out-of-town guy.

I was lucky enough to have 4 women out of the 40 respond. Two didn't pan out after the first return email but the other two did. Only one was worth seeing. We had a couple of wonderful meals together and fucked each other silly for a couple of days. I'll get into the specifics in my next post. So if you're still hanging in there and checking out this blog occasionally, I promise I'll make it worth your while in a day or two.

A new year begins (almost)...

2010-12-31T17:09:00.003-07:00

It's still a few hours from the beginning of 2011. But I wanted to squeeze in one final post for 2010.

While there are quite a few lady bloggers that I'd love to welcome in the new year with, there is one woman who has come back into my life recently that I'd give anything to kiss and hold close as 2011 begins.

She doesn't blog anymore. She hasn't for quite awhile. But I'm glad to call her my friend, even though we're miles apart from each other.

You know who you are. Happy New Year, darling.

And best wishes to all of my readers for a safe, happy, healthy (and yes, horny) New Year.

Christmastime is here...

2010-12-24T13:41:00.002-07:00

Usually I make a list of the female bloggers I'd love to find under my tree. Not this year. Not feeling it. Maybe a list of the female bloggers I'd like to fuck at midnight on Dec. 31st. Or female readers, for that matter.

Anyway, Merry Christmas to one and all.

Starting all over again...

2010-12-13T20:43:00.003-07:00

As you can imagine, since the unexpected death of my beloved Soccer Mom, it's been tough trying to write something for this blog. But today I realized it was time to get back up on that horse and make a post. Spoiler alert - this entry is far from sexually explicit...I just felt the need to update things.

Since last February, I've had a couple more escapades with S, my ex-GF from college (yes, I realize I never finished the one from the post below). But for some reason I just haven't felt motivated to post them. Really there's not much difference to them; we meet, we fuck, we enjoy each other's company, we part. Besides, we both know there's no way we'll leave our SO's.

I also debated for awhile about shutting down the blog for good. But the weekly traffic reports tell me that someone (or a few someones) are still checking out the blog, if even for a minute or two. So I canned that idea.

On the bright side of things, I have met someone new. Not through Ashley Madison, but through a work-related connection. She's closer to my age, divorced, no children. We've met for lunch a few times outside of the instances where we attend meetings together as volunteers for a local non-profit. But the more we talk, the more we seem to share similar values and the more of a mutual attraction seems to be building. She's one hell of a flirt, I've discovered, and she gets as well as she gives. I hope I'm not jinxing things by saying that. She does know I'm attached, but I think she's also gathered that I'm not so attached that something between us could happen. We'll see.

You know, it felt really good to write this. I'll do my best to keep ya'll updated on what's going on.

A visit to Austin

2010-02-28T20:09:00.002-07:00

For those of you who have read this blog for awhile, you know about the rekindling of a sexual relationship with my old college GF, S. We had some incredible fun last summer and I was hoping that wasn't just a one-time thing. Turns out it wasn't.

I was in Austin last October for the annual Austin Record Convention and emailed S a couple of days before to invite her out for Saturday breakfast. I told her what hotel I would be staying in (one not too far from where she lives) and what time to come by (I told her we'd take my car to the restaurant - a very cool place to have breakfast).

She called me when she got to the hotel parking lot. "I'm here. What's your room number?" I don't know if it was fate or just coincidence, but my room number at the hotel was the same number as my dorm room number in college, where S and I shared many a weekend tryst.

S knocked at the door and I let her in. I quickly closed the door and turned to meet her open arms. We hugged each other for what seemed like hours. Then suddenly a quick kiss. A longer one followed. I pushed her against the wall and kissed hard and deep...tongues frantic in their exploration of each other's mouths.

We stopped kissing long enough for S to take off her coat, then quickly moved to the bed to continue. I noticed that S was kissing me with even more passion this time than last. I didn't think too long about that as I moved my kisses from her lips to her neck and ears. I could hear (and feel) a low moan as I kissed and licked, her arms wrapped tightly around me.

I slipped my hand under S's sweatshirt and discovered she conveniently forgot to wear a bra. I cupped her left breast in my hand as I moved back and forth from kissing her mouth to her neck. Every once in awhile I'd pinch the left nipple, which drew a little whimper from S.

I shifted my body so that S could be on top, straddling me. As we switched she pulled her sweatshirt over her head and threw it to the floor. She leaned in to start kissing again, but as she did I raised up slightly to take her right nipple into my mouth. She gasped as my tongue flicked and swirled over and around that hard nipple. I moved my mouth over to her left breast and repeated the tongue attack. I knew the combination of nipple play and kisses to her neck and ears were guaranteed to make S soaking wet. While I licked and sucked her left nipple, I reached down to the crotch of her jeans. Yep...a little dampness there. I could only imagine how wet her panties were...if she were wearing any.

(to be continued)

I'm back...sort of.

2010-02-14T19:04:00.002-07:00

I'm sure the few of you who continue to follow this blog may have wondered why it's been so quiet (or maybe not). After all, no postings since last August would lead most to believe that I'd given up. Well in a way I had.

The reason for no posts? My muse, my very special friend, the woman I called Soccer Mom is gone. She suffered a massive heart attack in November which took her instantly. Her daughter came home from school and found her dead on the kitchen floor. SM and I had just had lunch and a little playtime just two days before her death. I don't know what led to the heart attack and will never know. Her wishes were that she did not want an autopsy.

Naturally her passing devastated me. Her children are now living with an aunt out of state. I was in a deep depression for a couple of months and basically gave up sex with anyone, including my old college GF (although I did see her in Oct. - I'll share that encounter in a few days). I'm just starting to feel like myself again. But losing her will always weigh heavy on me.

So to all of my female readers and female blog friends - since February is National Heart Month, make sure you see your doctor and get checked. Women do not have the same warning signs as men do when a heart attack is imminent. Take care of your heart, ok?

Random things...

2009-08-17T07:53:00.002-06:00

Would love to tell you that Soccer Mom and I have been fucking each other silly, but she and her kiddos took a little vacay the last two weeks and got back into town yesterday. SM did come over to the house the morning after my birthday with a present. For both of us. Matching butt plugs LOL. Perhaps the best part of our time together that morning was lying on the bed facing one another while we masturbated, butt plugs in our asses and occasionally stopping to play with the plugs. SM came first, then fucked my ass with the plug while I jerked my cock. When I told her I was closing to cumming, she pulled the plug out and slipped a finger inside, massaging my prostate. The force of that orgasm was incredible!

Perhaps I created a monster when S (my old college GF) and I got together during my trip to San Antonio. It seems I've reawakened her sex drive. Lately we've had a couple of very steamy phone calls (which has helped me since I couldn't get any nookie from SM while she was out of town) after her hubby leaves for work. I think I've almost convinced her to buy a webcam so we can do some naughty Skype calls.

I'm at an impasse as to what to do with the blog. No, I'm not shutting it down but things have settled down a lot when it comes to sex. I'm pretty much just with SM these days and all of the other ladies (save for S) have gone by the wayside. So I hope you're not disappointed with the fewer number of posts and, even with those posts, there may not be a whole lot of sex to read about. I truly appreciate the small group of followers though. At least I know someone is checking out the blog.

Happy B-day to meeee....

2009-07-27T19:58:00.002-06:00

First of all, no I haven't fallen off the face of the earth. Although there have been times in the month plus since I talked about my evening with my ex-GF from college (that's the post below, in case you were wondering) that I've felt as though I have. Life has really been going fult tilt bozo...so much so that there's been zero time to play with Soccer Mom. Thank goodness things have calmed down. With any luck I can get a birthday fuck from SM later in the week.

Yeah, I'm another year older and maybe a little wiser. Wiser about getting my hopes up about finding a new playmate on Ashley Madison. It seems that no matter who I meet, it doesn't get past the e-mail stage. And the moment I suggest meeting face to face (and yes, they've seen my pics - no nude stuff) to really see if the chemistry is there, poof they're gone. Why, you ask, am I looking for someone on AM when I have Soccer Mom? Variety is the spice of life...

And since today is my birthday I figured I have to continue a tradition...the lady bloggers who I would love to get horizontal with on my special day - or any other time. In no particular order...

1. The dearly departed Ms. Sexy Duet
2. The Incredibly Sexy Ms. Pea
3. Vanilla Sex Kitten
4. Southern Vixen!!
5. Unfaithful Soccer Mom
6. Linda Sue
7. Ohhh...Lilly, Lilly, Lilly
8. Darling Nikki
9. The lady formerly known as Tomsgrrl
10. ASM, aka Veronica
11. A very sexy PTA mom

Whew! Thanks for making my heart race (and my cock pulse) ladies!

I Drove All Night (the conclusion)

2009-06-09T19:10:00.002-06:00

S and I went to dinner. On the way there I made her unbutton her blouse to her waist, pulling it partially out of her jeans so I could look over and stare at her breasts, then have her slip her hand inside and pinch the nipples. With her free hand I told her to unbutton her jeans and reach inside. "Play with your pussy," I ordered her. I was amazed at how willing she was to do this, especially with the heavy traffic anyone could see her touching herself. I would look over and see her with her head against the headrest, her eyes half closed, knowing she was on the verge of another orgasm. But she'd stop just as she was about to let go. She pulled her hand out of her jeans and offered her wet fingers to me. I put them in my mouth, savoring her juices.

We got to the restaurant and were lucky to get a booth in the back. While we were not totally out of view it did afford me the opportunity to continue to look into S’s open blouse and those beautiful breasts and hard nipples. Every now and then she’d reach over under the table and give my cock a squeeze through my slacks, running her fingers up and down the length of my hard-on.

We got back to the hotel and were barely inside the room before I gave S a long kiss. Clothes came off quickly and we were naked on the bed. This time, it was my turn to really drive her crazy.

I started with deep, probing kisses then kissed her cheeks, chin, eyes and ears. She felt my hot breath in her left ear, whispering "I want you" before my tongue ran a trail around it. The kissed moved to her neck, then her other ear, then around to her neck again and down to her chest. Kisses and licks between her breasts and down to her stomach, causing her to shiver. More kisses down her left thigh, to her knee and calf, to her foot. Then back up again to her neck and down, all the way down her right leg. I purposely avoided her breasts, nipples and pussy - for the moment. They would get some attention in due time.

S began to squirm. I knew she wanted my lips and tongue on the most obvious pleasure spots. But I remembered back to one of the very first times she and I had sex and how she told me how much she loved being kissed all over.

I came back up and kissed S deeply once again. This time when I left her lips I ran a wet trail with my tongue down her chin, neck and chest and over to her right breast. Pulling the nipple into my mouth with my lips I swirled and flicked my tongue over it. She breathed deeply and moaned. I moved over to S's other breast for more of the same. At the same time I let the fingers of my right hand trail down her tummy, over her bush and down over her pussy slit. S has the most beautiful inner lips that open like a flower when she's aroused. The flower was in full bloom.

One finger into the wetness followed by a second, slowly pushing inside. Probing deeply but not moving in and out. I could feel S's hips raise off the bed a little, knowing she wanted those fingers all the way inside. I curled the fingers up towards her G spot and moved them back and forth ever so slightly. S moved her hips trying to increase the motion of the fingers inside her pussy. But I wasn't going to finger fuck her. Not like I did before we went to dinner.

I pulled my fingers out and swung my body around to eat S's pussy. I slowly ran my tongue from the bottom of one open inner lip, over her clit and down the other. I looked up to see S playing with her breasts and nipples before I resumed my attack on her wetness, alternating kisses and licks and swirls of my tongue. It wasn't long before I could hear S breathing deeply with the occasional whimper. I knew she was close, so I pushed one finger deep inside her pussy while my tongue moved up and down on her clit. That was all it took. S's body shook violently as her orgasm swept over her and she moaned loudly.

I gave her a moment to rest before moving on top of her and kissing her. Instinctively, S's hand moved down and grabbed my hard cock, rubbing it over her pussy lips. She placed it at the opening and I slowly slid inside.

Once I was all the way in, she looked deep into my eyes. She whispered, "thank you." "For what?" I asked.

"For making this as wonderful as I had hoped."

You see even after we split up our senior year in college, the sexual attraction has always been there. Bubbling under the surface for years. A friendly hug or kiss on the cheek when in public with friends and/or spouses. But when we were together alone, the tension was unbearable. That night the tension finally broke. Something we had talked about, dreamed and fantasized about (at least I did) was finally happening.

We started with me on top, but we changed positions a few times, ending with me behind her. It went from passionate lovemaking to animalistic fucking and back again. At the end, I was pounding her in doggy, her breath ragged. Finally she said "cum inside me".

And I did. And we collapsed on the bed.

Afterwards we held each other close and slept. Sometime around midnight I felt S stir and I knew she wanted to get up and head home.

We got up and got in the shower together to clean up. I watched her get dressed and walked her to the door. A final kiss and embrace.

And S was gone. She texted me to let me know she made it home safe with the same words she whispered while we together.

Thank you.

No, I thought to myself. Thank you.

I drove all night...

2009-05-23T15:06:00.002-06:00

Before we begin, I must say that I feel a little like Kevin Federline.

I got dumped by new C.

Via a text message.

"Would love to play more but 2 busy w/work n school. Sorry. U wr fun."

I think she just felt guilty about it all. But we did have fun.

Now, about the title of this post. It's the title of a song first performed by the late, great Roy Orbison. Cyndi Lauper covered it, then Celine Dion butchered it. But I think it fits what happened this week.

Anyway, company business took me to the mothership in San Antonio for a couple of days this week. Before I left for SA I called S, my old college gf in Austin up to say hello and catch up. (We hadn't had the chance to visit in a couple of months.) I mentioned that I was going to be in the area on business and promised her that I'd see her later this year when the Austin Record Convention has its fall show. I teased her and said that I wished she could come to SA and join me for dinner and a fuck for old times sake. We both laughed about it then said our goodbyes.

The first day was a marathon meeting in a conference room at corporate headquaters. The AC was set so low you could dry age steaks in there. I had put my cell phone on silent so when the meeting was done I checked to see how many calls I'd missed. One from my office and one from S. I took care of business first then drove back to the hotel and called S.

"Is that offer of dinner still open?" she asked.

"Only if you want me to drive 45 minutes and meet you somewhere in Austin," I replied.

"What if I already did the driving?"

"What?"

"I'm here in the lobby of the hotel."

My heart skipped a beat.

You see, S is married with a child. How she got away, what she said to her hubby, I'll never know. If she was sitting in the hotel lobby when I walked back in, I certainly didn't see her.

"Give me 10 minutes to change and freshen up," I told her.

"Why don't you just give me your room number and I can wait for you there..."

Moments later, there was a knock at the door. I opened it and there stood S in a blouse and jeans. She literally jumped into my arms and we hugged each other tight. We kissed.

I broke the kiss and said, "what the hell are you doing here?"

"Never mind that. Would you please freshen up so we can go eat?"

Instead, I kissed her again. With the kind of passion we had for each other in our college days. Tongues probing each other's mouths deeply. Hands roaming. Passion rising. Fingers unbuttoning buttons. Clothes being removed. Soon enough, we were both naked and lying on the bed.

You know how it is with a lover you've known for a long time? The familiarity of knowing how and where to touch them and the reaction it brings. That's how it is with S and me. While this is the first time we've actually made love to each other in years (we've done other stuff) it was like riding a bicycle.

S straddled me, kissing my ears and neck then moving down to lick my nipples, all the while her right hand wrapped around my cock, stroking me to make me hard. Kissing her way down my stomach and taking my cock into her mouth. I was so worked up to see her I nearly came the second I felt her start giving me head.

I kept asking her to turn around so I could play with her pussy but she refused. "You'll get your chance," she said.

S's technique has improved since our last get together. I don't know where she learned it but she had a way of bringing me to the edge before slowing down. She did this two or three times before she finally took me all the way over. She licked the head of my cock as she jerked my load onto my stomach. Then S scooped up a little of my cum with her finger and licked it off. We kissed deeply and I could taste a little of myself.

"Why don't we get in the shower so you can clean up?" S said. Weak kneed, I stumbed towards the bathroom.

Once there, I grabbed her around her waist and set her on the bathroom counter. When her warm butt hit that cold marble, she let out a yelp. Hope there wasn't anyone next door. I started kissing her again and then I started to return the favor. Kissing her ears and neck made her shiver. I kissed down her chest stopping in between her boobs and ran a wet tongue back up to her neck before kissing her mouth again. Then back down to her chest, this time moving my wet tongue over to her right nipple. My tongue flicked and swirled around and over that nipple. I could feel it growing harder with every move. I moved my mouth to the other breast, using my left hand to continue teasing her right nipple and breast. My right hand was teasing her pussy, her inner lips already open like a flower. I slid a finger inside, which brought a moan from S's throat. She leaned back against the mirror while I continued to finger fuck her pussy. It wasn't long before S's mouth opened in a giant O and her hips and legs shook like a bolt of lightning had gone through her. Her groan was loud and long as the orgasm washed over her.

As S recovered she said, "well I guess we're even now."

I turned and started the shower as she slowly climbed down from the counter. The shower was nice and long as we slowly soaped each other up then rinsed off, all the while kissing and caressing each other. We got out and dried each other off and realized how hungry we were. I grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt while S put her blouse and jeans back on (I made her leave the bra and panties on the floor of the hotel room).

There was more fun after we returned from dinner. I'll share that in the next post.

The perfect pick-me-up at work...

2009-04-30T21:15:00.002-06:00

No it's not a Starbucks green tea lemonade or a can of soda or even a Red Bull (which I can't stand).

It's a phone call from Soccer Mom about 3 p.m., just when I was starting to hit the wall after a stressful day at work.

A phone call that involved one of her favorite vibrators and her describing to me what she was doing with it and how it made her feel. Ending with what I know was a very intense orgasm...I could tell from the heavy breathing, moaning and cries of pleasure.

Yep, it brought a smile to my face and a rise in my khakis.

Sure did make those last two hours at work fly by.

God, I'm glad she's back in my life.

Hey baby, I'm your handyman...

2009-04-20T19:41:00.003-06:00

It was a warm sunny Sunday in my little corner of the world so it was nice to get out and do some yardwork. Trim hedges, pull weeds, sweep up blooms that had fallen from the trees. Oh, and fuck Soccer Mom. You see, SM called the house and asked if I could help in her back yard. I said, why not.

Oh, the favors we do for friends.

Problem was she kept distracting me from trimming, pulling and sweeping (not that I minded).
Like when she'd slide her hand up the leg of my shorts while I was on the ladder (second rung, if that matters) trimming the pyracantha.

Or how she'd bend over in her little terrycloth shorts right in front of my face while I was pulling weeds. One time she bent over facing me, giving me a direct view of those lovely boobs as the front of her tank top fell away from her frame.

Then, while sweeping up SM dropped those shorts, sat down in a chaise lounge, spread her legs and started playing with her pussy. I immediately put down the broom and walked over to where she was sitting. I watched intently as she'd dip one finger then a second inside of her pussy, curling them up to tease her g-spot.

I unzipped my shorts and pulled out my cock. Moving up I straddled the chaise lounge and brought my cock to within breathing distance of her lips. She stuck her tongue out, the tip touching the slit of my cock. I could hear her fingers moving faster in her pussy...the lovely little squishy noise told me how wet she'd become.

SM leaned forward in the chaise and opened her mouth, sliding my cock inside. Her free hand moved up to wrap around the shaft. Her blowjobs are always sloppy wet and intense, leaving me weak kneed.

I had SM sit up a little more and I dropped the top part of the chaise lounge so it was now flat. She lay down and I moved around for some 69. Give as good as you get, I say.

I ran a wet trail with my tongue around the edge of her pussy lips before pushing my tongue as far as I could inside. Her hips raised off the chaise lounge when I did this. Good thing my cock was in her mouth...the neighbors would have heard SM's moans. The 69 continued for a good while. Somehow we managed to bring each other to the peak time and again without falling over the edge.

Finally she took my cock out of her mouth and urged me to fuck her. We switched places on the chaise so I could have her ride me. Even with a temperature in the low 70's, there was enough heat to make our skin glisten in the spring afternoon.

I grabbed Soccer Mom's ass as she moved back and forth on me. Spreading the cheeks, I pushed a finger into her asshole. That only spurred her on to more intense motions. She leaned forward and we kissed deeply...both of us panting. She whispered in my ear that she was going to cum. I pulled my finger out of her ass as I felt the contractions of her orgasm. My own orgasm followed hers. How we both kept from screaming when we came is beyond me.

We caught our breath and gathered ourselves. I didn't even stop to wonder if her kids might have come home during our fun and games. Luckily they didn't show up until after SM and I finshed up the yardwork and I went home to take a shower and replay the afternoon in my mind...with my soapy hand stroking my cock to another orgasm.

A theory...

2009-04-15T14:41:00.003-06:00

I haven't brought this up with Soccer Mom yet, but I wonder...

Could her cougar phase have something to do with last year's breast cancer scare? Could it be that she was so afraid of dying that she wanted to see what else was out there?

Maybe I should just keep this theory to myself.

Monday morning with Soccer Mom

2009-04-14T14:23:00.002-06:00

Soccer Mom was on the bed on her stomach, her hands over her head in handcuffs attached to the headboard. I was on my knees beside her when I brought my hand down.

Spank.

The sound of hand applied to Soccer Mom's ass resonated through her bedroom...followed instantly by a squeal from her mouth.

A quick rub of the hand on still warm skin...

SPANK.

A firmer strike, one that brought a moan rather than a squeal.

SPANK.

Another firm strike on the other cheek. I knew this was making SM wet.

"I'm sorry...please...no more."

I ignored her pleas and spanked again, harder. Eventually the skin on both asscheeks was beet red.

She was on the verge of crying now. "Please (Torn) I promise. I won't walk away. I will tell you."

I turned her over and kissed her deeply. Kisses that moved from her lips to her neck and down her body and back up again. Punishing her with kisses.

"Please...please...make love to me. Take me. Make me yours again."

I would in due time. But I wanted to make her pay for putting me through hell.

Kissing all of the spots I know that make her hot and bothered. Putting my hard cock in reach of her mouth and tongue, only to pull away when I could feel her hot breath.

"Dammit (Torn) give me your cock...please!"

After a few minutes more I finally slid down between her legs and slowly, sensually made love to her pussy with my mouth and tongue. She squirmed and pushed her legs together to keep my head in place. It wasn't long before Soccer Mom came loudly. So much so that I hoped the neighbors wouldn't think something violent was happening. Another orgasm came almost immediately after the first. Then another. It was if she had been saving them up. For me.

I undid the handcuffs and released Soccer Mom from her bondage. I took her in my arms and we kissed deeply. We didn't let go. When the kiss finally broke she whispered "I'm sorry."

Suddenly I was on my back and SM was lowering herself on my cock. All I could do was hold on and let her do her thing. Up, down, hips swiveling, grinding back and forth...focused only on trying to make up for lost time. Soon she had me seeing stars as I came hard and long inside her pussy.

When the room stopped spinning and we had caught our breath, SM and I held each other for a few minutes. Then she spoke.

"When I told you I wasn't going to see you, I knew that was the wrong thing to say. And when I saw the hurt in your eyes I wished I hadn't said it."

"Why didn't you call me later and tell me what you really wanted to say?"

"I wasn't sure you'd believe me."

Wouldn't believe her? We've known each other for too many years to count. She's been honest to a fault...sometimes brutally honest.

"Well we're back to where we should be, aren't we?"

"Yeah...but do you trust me?"

"To a point. It's going to take awhile to rebuild." As long as you stand by what we agreed to the other day."

"I will."

I believe her.

Torn no longer

2009-04-10T13:41:00.003-06:00

Do I let her back in?

Should I push her away forever?

Will our relationship be the same?

Will she wander away again?

These are the thoughts that have swirled through my head since Soccer Mom showed up at my door.

So this morning, I decided to push all of those thoughts to the back of my mind. Turn the other cheek. Let bygones be bygones. Start with a clean slate. I figured I'd let her wait long enough for my decision.

I called her this morning and told her I wanted to meet her for lunch.

At lunch I told her we could try again. But this time there were things we had to agree on.

She's always been comfortable with the fact that I played with other women and that sometimes she was included. I told her that this time it goes both ways. If she wants to play with other men, fine. But sometimes it's gonna be a threesome. She was OK with that.

Secondly, there may be a woman or two (like new C) that I'd been seeing since we "broke up". I had plans to continue seeing them and she wasn't going to know anything about them. If there was a man she was seeing that she didn't want to tell me about, that's OK. She agreed with that.

Finally I told her if she ever pulled out the "it's not you, it's me" speech again there was no way in hell I'd let her go without a full explanation. And she agreed with that.

We finished lunch.

But there was no post-lunch fuck. Not today.

Instead, I've been sending naughty texts and emails telling her that she'd better be ready for Monday morning. The things I wanted to do to her with my mouth, tongue and cock. The things I wanted her to do to me.

She sent back a photo she took with her cell phone. Jeans pulled to her knees. Wet spot on the front of her cotton bikini panties.

I sent one back of my hard cock peeking out from the top of the waistband of my briefs.

Monday morning is gonna be interesting.

The Bitch Came Back

2009-03-21T19:49:00.005-06:00

I've really struggled with whether I should write this post. But since you, dear reader, have gotten to read about most (if not all) of my dalliances, I might as well spill the details.

Soccer Mom showed up at my door Wednesday morning.

When I saw her standing there a million emotions ran through me. Part of me felt like slamming the door in her face. Another part of me wanted to take her into my arms. I know I tried to sound pleasant when I said hello, but I'm sure it sounded like I was saying "fuck you, you heartless bitch".

I invited her in. I wasn't going to leave her standing at the door. As she entered we did not hug or touch each other. We went and sat down in the den.

I sat in a chair across from her. Her butt had barely touched the sofa cushion when she broke down.

It seems that her fling with L was short lived. So were three other relationships with other younger men over the last six months.

I let SM talk through her tears. I listened but not intently. While part of me really didn't want to hear about her failed attempts at being a cougar, part of me wanted to rub her failings in her face. Finally I spoke.

"(SM) why are you here?"

"I realized about a week after we had lunch that I shouldn't have done what I did to you."

That was the understatement of the century.

"Uh huh."

I know I could have lashed out at her. Told her how miserable I'd been the last six months. But I didn't. I think she knew. I also wondered if she thought I'd take her back. I didn't have to wonder long.

"(TS) I miss you. I was wrong. Can you forgive me?"

"I'm not sure I can answer that question right now (SM). I really need to think about this."

"Of course."

And with that, SM got up and headed for the door. I let her out.

Did she honestly think I'd say that all is forgiven? Yes, I miss her. Yes, I'd love to fuck her silly again. But what she did and how she did it are making it very hard for me to say "apology accepted."

So, dear reader, should I take her back?

Office sex (yay!) with new C

2009-03-01T15:33:00.004-07:00

Talk about a bolt out of the blue...the stars and planets truly did align yesterday.

C texted me Thursday to ask if we could meet for lunch. I unfortunately had plans so asked if she could meet me for a movie Saturday night. Turns out her hubby was out of town and the answer was yes!

So what did we see? Nothing, actually. We couldn't decide on which movie to see and she was tired, having done all kinds of stuff around her house Saturday. So I suggested we take my car and go grab a cup of coffee instead.

We got to the coffee place and sat down, catching up on each other's lives. C confessed that she was feeling torn about seeing me, that I was forbidden fruit but it was so hard to resist. I took that as a compliment. I also told her that because of our busy lives we should just meet when we can, but stay in touch as much as possible. She agreed as she is juggling a ton of things at work as well as trying to be a "good wife"(!)

The coffee revived us both, so as we got back in the car I told C that I wanted to take her somewhere to get her a present. That somewhere was the adult bookstore and that present was a small vibe. C doesn't own any toys, relying solely on her fingers to get herself off. I found a cute little vibe with a flexible head and some ridges and bumps along the top. It's also waterproof. Well of course we had to test drive the new toy, so in the spirit of fellow blogger Riff Dog I suggested we head over to my office.

Now unlike Riff, I don't have a huge office with a pool table. But it does have a door with a lock in case any of the nightshift working at the building decide to wander where they shouldn't. I snuck C in the back way and we slipped into my office.

We barely got our jackets off before we fell into each other's arms. The kisses were long and passionate...tongues swirling in each other's mouths. C was wearing a scoop neck top, so I took advantage and kissed her down her neck and check, pulling the blouse down slightly to run a wet tongue between her breasts. Her hand reached down and found my hard cock in my jeans. "I gotta have me some of that," she said.

While the pace was almost as frenzied as our first time together, this somehow felt right. Despite her hubby being out of town, we didn't have a lot of time so we made the most of it.

I quickly got out of my jeans and briefs and C wrapped her hand around my cock, giving it a few more strokes. She let her jeans and panties fall to the floor and moved over to the "guest" chair in my office. She stood in front of it and bent over, showing off that gorgeous butt. I slipped on a condom, moved over behind her and ran my cock up and down her pussy...she was already soaked. I pushed inside of her all the way. C let out a little gasp. I stayed all the way inside while C moved her hips, creating that wonderful feeling that leads to an almost instant orgasm for me. I started stroking and she stopped moving her hips to let me go deep and hard. "Pound me baby, harder" she implored. So I did. And a short time later I could feel her pussy clench around my cock as she let out a low moan. My own orgasm came not too much later filling the condom with my cream. I covered her neck and back with kisses as my cock softened and fell out of her pussy. She turned and sat on the chair. I grabbed her new toy and turned it on. I slowly ran it up and down the insides of her thighs. She shivered slightly as I moved the vibe up over her tummy and over her rock hard nipples, then back down over her pussy. She jumped as she felt the vibrations hit her clit. "Oh my!" was all she said.

"Your turn", I replied.

She took the vibe from my hand and went straight for her pussy, rubbing it up and down the slit between her open inner lips. She scooted down in the chair, letting that gorgeous ass hang off just a little. Spreading her legs, C slowly pushed the vibe into her pussy. Even in the darkened room I could see her eyes open wider as she slide it in. I let her slide it in and out of herself for a couple of minutes, then knelt down in front of her and took over. Moving it at a slow and steady pace, I leaned forward and licked and sucked on her left nipple then her right one. I continued to fuck her with the vibe. Leaning back to look at her face I saw her grip the arms of the chair tightly, throwing her head back at the same time. A low growl came from her throat as her orgasm hit. "Stop..." she told me.

I turned the vibe off and slowly pulled it out of her pussy, sticking it in my mouth to lick off her juices. I kissed her and held her for a few moments before we got up and got dressed.

We agreed this was much better than the first time. We also agreed that we had a lot to look forward to.

So what's up with (new) C?

2009-02-22T22:03:00.002-07:00

Nothing. Zero. Zip. Nada. It's called life getting in the way. Oh we still text and email, but we haven't seen each other face to face since the last meeting at the coffee place. I'm hoping we can get together soon. But first, the stars and planets must align.

Stay tuned. Unless of course you've found another blog that's update regularly and has much steamier content.

Coffee with C

2009-02-03T22:31:00.001-07:00

I had been worried that after our all too brief encounter that C and I were done. We haven't been able to chat much because (as I found out today) life got in the way for both of us. The texts had been short and lacked that "fire" we felt early on. But we finally had the chance to meet after work today for a cup of coffee. We brought each other up to speed on what had been going on since we last saw one another.

Finally our talk turned to "that night". I wasn't sure about bringing it up but I felt I had to clear the air face to face. We agreed that it was too rushed and that we owed it to each other to meet again with more time to be together. The only question that wasn't answered was "when". But I have a feeling we'll meet in a couple of weeks once she gets some personal things in order. I told her I was always a text or IM away if she needed to talk. And she told me again that she is looking forward to more intimate time together. "I have to be careful," she told me. "I start smiling when I think about what we've done so far and people in the office give me a look."

Yeah, it is kinda hard to keep that Cheshire Cat grin off your face when you know someone has the hots for you...

A night (not really) with (new) C

2009-01-29T20:35:00.003-07:00

I would have posted this sooner but the day after I met with C the bug that's been going around my office finally laid me low. I've been out of commission most of this week.

Anyway, you know what they say about the best laid plans? Well an evening that should have lasted 3 or 4 hours lasted about an hour. C had told her hubby she was going to the movies with a friend. We were supposed to meet around 7:30, but she didn't get away from her house til almost 9. Family issues apparently. She managed to text me around 8 to let me know she'd be late.

When C finally got to the hotel room I closed the door and turned around to face her. We quickly fell into each other's arms and kissed deeply. Note that I said quickly because most of the rest of our time together went the same way. Everything was rushed, nothing like either of us had hoped for and talked about. The foreplay was almost an afterthought. The lovemaking hurried. The only part that seemed to be in real time was the afterglow as we held each other closely on the bed.

C was wonderful in bed and her body is fabulous. Me, I was too nervous to be a really good lover. If she was relying on first impressions I may have let her down tremendously.

We shared the shower together, got dressed and I kissed her goodbye. She thanked me for the time we shared and I told her likewise.

I hope we get together again, but because I've been out of commission I haven't had the chance to text her and see what's next.

If there is a next time, and I truly hope there is, I want time to be on both our sides.

It's time...

2009-01-23T19:58:00.001-07:00

I'm meeting C tomorrow night.

This is it.

Details as soon as I can get them up...

Like a couple of high school kids...

2009-01-19T19:36:00.003-07:00

Note...

Because I'm seeing more of the new C (last post) than the old C (M's friend) I will just refer to the new C simply as C. Old C (whenever I see her) will be Old C.

C and I have been texting each other two or three times during the work day since the day after we met for lunch. It's all we can do since she can't call me from her workplace nor does she have access to IM me. She also can't email me because the powers that be really monitor outgoing emails.

The texting starts very tame and business-like (Hi...how's your day) and gradually escalates to something more arousing (her: I'm thinking about u and me in bed). Today's last text message was to the point.

"I need to c u".

So I texted back that she could see me at work before I left for the day. (Sound familiar Riff Dog?) Unfortunately I could not invite her into my office (too many people around) so we had to settle for the parking lot.

She called the cell to let me know she was outside. I walked towards her car and saw her standing next to it. I expected that we'd hug when I reached her. Yeah we hugged. And then she planted a big ol' kiss on my lips. Which quickly moved into a deep french kiss.

I broke it long enough just to say let's get in your car. The kissing resumed and then the Roman (roamin') hands began. Her right hand was on the back of my head, her fingers running through my hair. Her left hand was on my crotch, squeezing my now hardening cock.

My right hand meanwhile had moved to the front of her scoop neck blouse ("I'm sorry I didn't wear a blouse with buttons," she said later). I was squeezing her boobs gently, then a little more firmly. You would have thought we were two kids in high school, making out on lover's lane. My right hand then went down the top of the blouse, searching for the edge of her bra. I wanted skin to skin contact...and I got it. Next thing I knew I was pinching and pulling on a very hard and very large nipple.

Suddenly there were headlights approaching so we broke the kiss for a moment. It gave me a chance to unzip my slacks and release my now very stiff cock. In hindsight, I wondered if I should have been so bold; we'd only met one time for lunch. But I think we were both throwing caution to the wind at that point. I'd barely gotten my cock out before she had her hand wrapped around it and started stroking slowly. I think she would have leaned over and started sucking my cock had there not been a console in the way.

We resumed our kissing, growing more frantic. I think we both realized at the same moment that we really couldn't proceed any farther because there simply wasn't enough time. She gave my cock one final stroke and squeeze, saying "I gotta get me some of that." "Soon enough babe," was my reply.

I tucked that stiff cock back in my slacks while she rearranged her bra and blouse. I gave her one final kiss, got out of the car, and headed back into the office building.

Can't wait to see that first text message tomorrow...

The lady from AM

2009-01-06T20:14:00.002-07:00

I'll be honest. I've never had much luck with on-line dating services, including Ashley Madison. So why then did I go back to AM to look for a new playmate? I guess I figured I was due to "get lucky" this time. I'd had two or three "close calls"...but never got to a first meeting. It's not that I'm bored with the two ladies I'm seeing now (even though one of them now has a steady BF), and no it's not because I might be considered a "dog". Maybe it's the thrill of the chase or the thrill (or fear) of the unknown.

So I signed up on AM in October, but really didn't start looking until just before Thanksgiving. That's when I first met C. I'm not sure why she decided to answer my email, but I'm glad she did. We've been trading emails back and forth since. I gave her access to my pictures after we'd traded 4 emails. She apologized for not having any photos on her profile but she told me I wouldn't be disappointed when we saw each other face to face. I accepted that; something in the back of my mind told me this was not just BS.

Over the course of our email exchanges I've learned that she's been married for 20 years and she's only been with two men...the one who took her virginity in high school and her husband. She's in her mid-40's, curvy (what is it lately about me and curvy women?) and...she's African-American. (She didn't tell me that till the third email - was she afraid I'd freak out?) Race has never ever been an issue for me. But it does raise an interesting question.

I follow two blogs where the couples are interracial...in both cases it's a African-American man and a caucasian woman. So I wonder how many interracial couples are the opposite...inquiring minds want to know. (In case you know of a blog where it's white guy/black woman, let me know.)

Anyway C and I finally met face to face for the first time today for lunch. She's charming, funny and yes, curvy. Pleasantly curvy. She certainly didn't appear to be nervous. We talked about a number of things before I finally got around to "the question."

What exactly are you looking for?

After all, a profile can reveal (or not) only so much. And honestly this question had not come up in our email exchange.

She wanted to experience sex with someone a little older (her hubby is 5 years her junior). And yes, she'd wanted to be with a white guy. Well, check and check.

On the way back to her workplace, she told me that she felt very comfortable with me. I told her I felt the same and that I was looking forward to getting to know her better. After I stopped the car, she grabbed my hand and thanked me for a nice lunch. It wasn't a grab-the-hand for a handshake. It was a grab-your-hand to hold it. I gave her a hug and kissed her cheek before she got out.

Later this afternoon I got a text message from her.

"Thanks 4 lunch. Can't wait 2 c u again."

The feeling is mutual.

OMG...has it been THAT long?

2008-12-27T15:05:00.002-07:00

Yes it has. I wanted to write just to let my 5 followers know I'm alive.

I hope everyone had a nice Christmas/Boxing Day/Hannukah/Kwanzaa. Did get a text from SM Christmas day...just trying be nice I guess. "Hope your holidays are sexy!" Um, yeah, SM. Why does she even waste the time texting me? Perhaps she realizes she was too hasty in totally removing me from her life. But that was her choice, not mine. Besides, I decided to give Ashley Madison another try. Things are looking promising, but I'm still trying to get past the email tag and set up a lunch meeting with this one lady.

I got away from the office early enough on Christmas eve to have a quickie with M. She has a new guy in her life, so our little trysts are now few and far between. At least I'm not out of the picture with her. C went out of town to see family and won't be back til after Jan. 1.

In case I don't get the chance before next week, have a happy, healthy and horny 2009.

What is it about you?

2008-11-18T20:51:00.003-07:00

Is it your voice? The way it sounds so light and sweet when you talk to me? The way it sounds when I'm going down on you and you moan and call out my name? Or the way you sound when you call me on the phone and your vibe is deep in your pussy and you cum so loud for me?

Is it your eyes? How they sparkle when we meet? How you look at me the moment I'm pushing my cockhead in between your pussy lips? Or how they roll back in your head as I'm pounding you and you're just seconds from orgasm?

Is it your body? I know you think it isn't perfect, but I do know that I love every inch of you. How I want to punish you with kisses, everywhere.

Is it your personality? How you can quickly make someone you just met feel like you've been friends for ages? How we can be in public and you look across the room at me and suddenly I feel like we're the only two in the room?

What is it about you that makes me want you every chance I get?

I don't want to figure it out...not just yet. I just....want...to...let...it...be.

Lunch with M

2008-10-26T16:59:00.004-06:00

"That fucking bitch!"

Those were the first words from M's lips the second I told her that SM had, more or less, dumped me. We were having lunch at a little hole-in-the-wall Mexican place we like. Luckily M didn't say it so loud as to make people at nearby tables glance over at us.

"I can't believe her! How long have you two known each other?" Many years, I told her. She shook her head.

M had just finished a business meeting before joining me for lunch. She was wearing a jacket, skirt and white blouse. The light was such in the restaurant that her blouse was slightly transparent. She had on a very lacy white bra. We spent time catching up on each other's lives and inhaling our food. It wasn't long before the conversation turned to sex.

"So you haven't gotten laid in awhile I bet," M said. She's never been subtle.

"Yeah," I told her. "I was hoping for some dessert after lunch."

M smiled, then excused herself to head for the ladies room.

"Hey, while you're in there why don't you take off your bra and panties?"

"You want me to?"

"Would I ask you if I didn't?"

She smiled and left the table.

She came back. "OK, I did it." I decided to test her. "Prove it."

While M isn't subtle when it comes to conversations or keeping secrets, she was subtle enough to adjust her jacket enough to where I could see her hard nipples poking through her blouse. "Nice," I told her. No bra, check. "And the panties?"

"You'll have to wait to find out."

I didn't have to wait long. We left her car at the restaurant. As she slid into the passenger seat of my car, she lifted her skirt up to show me her bare pussy. I licked my lips and looked her in the eyes. The heat that radiated between us took the chill off the early fall afternoon. I'm sure M noticed my cock growing hard in my slacks.

I got in the car. We turned to each other and kissed hungrily. Hands wandered downward. We didn't care if anyone saw us. Passion ruled. She was squeezing my cock through my slacks; I had her skirt pulled up and was teasing her slit with a finger. We broke our liplock long enough for me to start up the car and put it in drive. As soon as we hit the road towards the Shortster's Lovepad, M had unzipped my slacks and pulled out my cock to give it a suck and a lick. I concentrated on the road, not worried if passing drivers on either side of us could see her head bobbing up and down in my lap.

We got to my place. I pulled into the garage and put the door down. M quickly got out of the car and shed her jacket right there. She was pulling her blouse out of her skirt as I opened the door to the house. She pushed me against a wall and knelt down in front of me. My stiff cock was still poking out of my slacks. M sucked and licked and stroked like a woman possessed. She could sense I was close to cumming and quickly took her cock out of my mouth. "C'mon," she said.

Straight to the bedroom where any remaining clothes hit the floor. Onto the bed where I moved down to her pussy to return those oral favors. She grabbed the back of my head and tried to push my face even further into her. For a moment I thought she was trying to smother me. She released her stranglehold long enough so I could catch my breath before diving back in. Tongue swirling in, out and around; lips sucking on the clit, her moans filling the room. Her first orgasm surprised us both with how it seemed to appear from out of nowhere.

No point in stopping to catch our breath. I moved up and started to tease her pussy lips with the head of my cock. She squirmed downward, trying to get me to put it inside. Instead I took the opportunity to put her legs up over my shoulders before I plunged as deep as I could into her in one stroke.

We fucked like animals, pure and simple. When I wasn't pounding into her, she was moving her hips, tightening her pussy muscles around my cock at the same time. It was during one of those hip moves that my orgasm hit. I guess she felt my cock pulsing and stopped moving long enough to let me push as far inside as I could. At the same time I collapsed on top of her, too exhausted to stroke as my cum filled her pussy.

After a couple of minutes with both of us still breathing heavily, we looked at one another. "Wow, what the hell was that?" M asked. "I don't know, but I sure as hell enjoyed it!" I replied. "So did I," she said.

And with that, M and I cuddled for a few minutes before we got up to clean up and get dressed. She put her bra back on but left her panties off. I drove her back to her car. Just as she was getting out, she turned and kissed me deeply. "Same time next week?" She got out, then lifted her skirt and flashed me before closing the car door.

Why not, I thought to myself. SM who?

City of the Angels

2008-10-12T20:00:00.002-06:00

I think I'm slowly coming back to reality. I did get a text message last week from SM saying she was thinking of me (WTF?). I didn't respond. I didn't know if I should. I just let it go.

Her message came in when I turned my phone on after landing last Friday in LA. This trip was all pleasure and no business, even though representatives of three companies I deal with on a regular basis would have been more than happy to meet for drinks or dinner or both. No, this was me time. Time to eat lots of junk food here and here. Stay up late. Get up even later. Indulge my inner child. And sorry, Riff Dog, as much as I would have liked to have met and traded war stories, perhaps the next trip out.

This weekend getway happened to fall on the same weekend when I usually head to Austin to indulge my vinyl record obessions. Which would have meant a meal and some slap and tickle time with my old college girlfriend. But since I wasn't there, the best I could do was to call her after I woke up Saturday morning. S was already on the road doing wifely and mom things. I think I almost made her lose control of the car when I told her was in bed, naked and alone in LA with a very hard cock that I was stroking, just moments from cumming all over my hand and stomach. I did hear a small gasp escape from her lips and her son ask her if something was wrong. She quickly told him no and managed to say a "good morning, how are you" to me. I loved being able to talk dirty to her and she had no way to respond, excepts with "uh-huh"s and "yes". I made it a point to groan loudly as I came. "That was nice," she said. But as we said our goodbyes, she did whisper "I'm wet dammit" to me.

No, I didn't find some sweet young thing in LA to keep me company during the weekend and fuck me silly. But I did recharge the batteries and came back with a new outlook on things. Not to mention an afternoon tryst with M. I'll share that tale in a day or two, and I'll try to be better about blogging.

Wow...didn't see that one coming...

2008-09-17T19:42:00.002-06:00

(Cue music: Michael Jackson's "She's Out of My Life")

Well it's over.

Me and Soccer Mom. Done. Finshed. Kaput.

What happened?

SM apparently has decided to become a cougar. And her new man of choice at the moment (there may be others, but I don't know) is this guy. I have nothing against that. I'm glad she's found a new playmate and that she's enjoying every minute of fun with him. What bothers me is that she's kicked me to the curb without so much as a "I'd like to have sex with other people but still keep you around because, well we've been friends and lovers since forever." She knows I've had sex with other women besides her. She's even been a part of some of those trysts.

The bombshell came during lunch with SM on Monday. We hadn't see each other lately so I suggested we meet for a bite and then schedule some playtime for later. We were sitting at the table after we'd finished when she told me that we were done as playmates. As I fought through the shock of it, I think she gave me a variation of the "it's not you, it's me" speech.

I'm not really sure what led to this. I'm not in any mood to analyze. All I know is that a lady who I've shared much of my adult life with is gone. And I don't know how our friendship will be as a result.

On the (semi)bright side C and M are still around (although we haven't met for sex, we have stayed in touch) so it's not like I'm completely alone.

Maybe SM will reconsider after a few months.

Maybe not.

All Tied Up...the conclusion

2008-09-01T16:39:00.003-06:00

"Listen." The only word you say to me, whispered in my ear.

As I sit there, blindfolded with my arms tied to the arms of the chair, I hear a low hum. A familiar low hum.

You run the vibe over my right arm, then my left. I feel you move closer to me, your legs outside of mine. The low hum becomes a little higher but not as loud. A shudder tells me that you've slipped the vibe inside your pussy. The hum is loud again, then quieter. Louder, then quieter. You shudder again. The shudders turn into whimpers. Familiar to me; I know how close you are to cumming. I wait, sensing one more whimper and then the long loud cry that tells me you've reached your peak of pleasure. But it doesn't happen.

Instead you pull the vibe out of your pussy and run it along my legs. I can feel your juices as you slide the vibe first along my right leg, then over to my left. Without warning you move the vibe to the base of my cock. I jump in the chair, feeling the vibrations from the base of my cock to the tip. You move it up slowly, towards the frenulum, then leave it there. A drop of precum seeps from the slit of my cock. I feel your tongue lick it off. Then the vibrator is gone.

Suddenly the blindfold is removed, then my arms are free. You're straddling my cock. Grabbing your hips I push you downward, sliding into your wetness. You wrap your arms around my neck and begin to slowly move your hips back and forth on my cock. Our eyes lock and you shudder again, increasing your movements. I move my hands to your breasts, taking your nipples between my fingers and pinching them as hard as I can, pulling slightly at the same time. The combination pushes you over the edge. Your hips move quicker, you throw your head back and scream. As your orgasm hits I feel something I've never felt from you before. You actually squirted all over my cock and balls. And that sensation pushes me over the edge, shooting my cream deep into your pussy.

As the orgasms subside our eyes meet again, then our lips. A deep kiss as we hold each other tight.

It is good to see you again.

All Tied Up & No Place to Go

2008-08-24T15:16:00.004-06:00

It's been awhile since I've seen you. As I pull into your driveway I wonder where you've been the last couple of months. I've missed you more than you know.

You greet me at the door in a black bustier, a short black skirt, hose and heels. You're breathtaking! Apparently you've missed seeing me. Our lips meet...

It feels so good to kiss you. Light kisses at first, then firmer and deeper until our tongues meet. You invite me in and close the door before your neighbors get too nosey. Taking my hand we walk back to your bedroom.

I sit down in the chair in front of your computer. You ask for my opinion on a web project you've been working on. I look at the project for a few minutes and offer some suggestions. Suddenly you swing the chair around so that I face you. Your legs are straddling mine. You lean down, showing me the tops of your breasts as your bustier pushes them together and out, and kiss me deeply. You unbutton my shirt; I lean forward slightly so you can pull it off of me.

You tell me to relax and enjoy what's to come. As you say this, you pull a piece of black velvet from between your breasts and blindfold me. Without my sight, my senses of hearing and touch become more acute. You kiss me on my cheek, neck and ears. I feel your hot breath as you whisper suggestively. I feel your hands on my chest, stopping briefly to brush your fingertips over my nipples, then pinch them.

Your hands move down to unbutton and unzip my slacks. I stand for a moment, kicking off my shoes and letting the slacks fall to the floor. As I sit back down you pull them off of me. You stand in front of me once again and I place my hands on your waist, moving them down past the hem of your short skirt. I feel the fabric of your hose, then let my fingers trace down the outside of your legs. Moving my hands back up, i slip them under your skirt and find your bare ass. I grab your butt cheeks and hear you shudder.

You lean forward and I feel your hair cascading around me. I feel your breath on my face and your breasts, still inside the bustier, on my chest. I caress those butt cheeks for a few moments then move my hand out from under your skirt. I find the zipper and pull it down. The skirt falls to the floor. I move my hands back to your waist and discover you're wearing a garter belt - a lace one. This time my fingers run down the inside of your legs. You shift slightly, opening your legs for me. You draw your breath in as my fingers move slowly downward towards your ankles, then back up again. This time I find the waistband of your lace thong, snuggled against the lace garter belt. I pull the thong down over your hips and let it fall to the floor. My hands reach back and undo the zipper on the bustier. You stand up and pull it off, then lean back into me.

My hands move to cup your breasts. My thumbs find your nipples, already hard. You moan softly. I bring my fingers to my mouth and wet them then play with your nipples, pinching and pulling them. Your moans get a little louder. I leave my left hand on your right breast, then move my right hand towards your pussy. You brush my hand aside.

You tell me to wait, placing my arms on the arms of the chair. Then suddenly you're wrapping pieces of silk around my wrists, tieing me to the chair.

To be continued...

Online play with a Texas lady...

2008-08-17T20:26:00.002-06:00

So I'm a week late sharing this adventure...it's been hella busy. But I did promise. So here it is, including the actual transcript of our IM's.

I enjoy cybersex as much as the next guy. But it's been a few years since I'd actually "played" online with someone. I was hanging out in one of Ya-hell's Texas chat rooms last Sunday night when a young lady in her late 20's who was attracted to older men (I certainly fit that) IM'd me. As we chatted I found out that she was from a little town in east Texas that I was actually familiar with - I had a college roommate from there. (He and I actually went to his home for the weekend - a weekend that would be a story in itself...maybe I'll share it one day).

The talk turned towards sex (when doesn't it) and I decided to see if she'd play (without actually coming out and saying "Hey, you wanna have computer sex?"). As it turned out, she was ready.

I started by telling her I was sneaking into her apartment while she was on the computer...

tornshorts: and then i'd kneel down in front of you and kiss my way up your thighs
Her: ....... continue.
Her: lol
tornshorts: question...is there clothing in the way?
Her: right now?
tornshorts: yes
Her: yes... but not much.
tornshorts: how much?
Her: just a thong.
tornshorts: mmmmmmm
tornshorts: kissing my way up your left thigh...
tornshorts: soft kisses and licks
tornshorts: you scoot closer to the edge of the chair, spreading your legs further apart
tornshorts: kissing higher...higher....up to the edge of your thong
Her: i like where this is going...
tornshorts: then over the waistband of your thong
tornshorts: and down the inside of your right thigh and leg
Her: mmmmm.
tornshorts: i reach up with my hands to caress your breasts
tornshorts: your nipples are already hard
Her: *nods*
tornshorts: i pinch them between my fingers, pulling them firmly but gently
Her: ahh... yes..
tornshorts: i reach the calf of your right leg, and reverse direction, kissing and licking up towards your thong
tornshorts: i reach the top of your right leg...the edge of the thong
tornshorts: i stick my tongue out
tornshorts: and slowly run my tongue from the bottom of the thong, near the crack of your ass, all the way up...
tornshorts: i can detect a wet spot about halfway up
Her: mmm....
tornshorts: and that wet spot is growing
Her: *runs one hand through your hair* yes it is...
tornshorts: i have you stand up, so i can slowly pull your thong down and off of your body
tornshorts: mmmm...i like what i see...
tornshorts: i have you sit back in the chair, spreading your legs as wide as you can
tornshorts: again, i slowly run my tongue from the bottom of your pussy all the way to the top, with an extra flick of the tongue over your clit
Her: ohhhh
tornshorts: i place my mouth over your clit, and use gentle pressure with my lips to draw it into my mouth. i use my tongue to swirl around and around, then back and forth and up and down
tornshorts: your hands move from the arms of the chair to caress your breasts
Her: mmmm.. yes...
tornshorts): i move my hands down and use my fingers to open up your pussy more
tornshorts: i love your taste...i love the wetness
tornshorts: i hungrily attack your pussy with my mouth, sliding one....no, two fingers deep inside you. curling them up to find your g spot
Her: ohhhhhhh.......
tornshorts: i begin to massage your g spot as my lips and tongue swirl and flick over and around your clit...
Her: oh god yea....
tornshorts: i feel your wetness seeping out of your pussy, running down my hand
Her: mmm
tornshorts: increasing the pressure on your g spot, i move my tongue faster and faster over your clit. your hips begin to move in time with the finger fucking
Her: ahhh fuck yea... i feel like im gonna explode...
tornshorts: i want you to cum in my mouth....do it babe....give it to me....fingers moving faster....tongue flicking quicker over your clit....
tornshorts: give it to me....cum baby.....i want you to explode
Her: mm.............
Her: ahhhhhhhhh god yes.....
Her: mmmm im cummin baby.....
Her: ohhhhhhh yea....
tornshorts: mmmmm..yessss....you taste sooo good
Her: ohhh fuck yea............. god that feels so good.
tornshorts: mmm...i'm glad i could make you feel good

I had a huge bulge in my briefs from "going down on her", so I decided to take a chance and let her see how she had aroused me.

tornshorts: would you like to see what you've done to me?
Her: *thinks*
Her: please.

I turned on my webcam (can't even believe I still had it hooked up) and quickly pulled off my briefs so she could see my hard cock.

Her: god thats so fuckin hot...
Her: oh the things i could do to that cock...
tornshorts: i'd love what ever you wanted to do to it

As she described, I slowly stroked and teased my cock.

Her: mmmm i think id take it in my hands first.
Her: admiring it. feeling it. getting to know it a little better. dragging my fingertips over it softly..
tornshorts: mmmmm
Her: then coming in slowly, looking up and locking eyes with you as i did...
Her: bringing my mouth down to you...extending my tongue a bit...
Her: and lightly flicking it over the head of your cock..
tornshorts: yesss
Her: just once.
Her: watching you jump
tornshorts: and i would
Her: *smiling, and giggling softly*
Her: then id take my tongue, finally closing my eyes and breaking eye contact with you... and drag my tongue...
Her: from the underside of your balls... up over them, and up the underside of your cock... up to the head, where i close my mouth over it, sucking on just the tip.
tornshorts: ohhhh
Her: was that the cock dance i just saw?
Her: ................... i like

The "cock dance" is just a little trick I can do with the PC muscles.

tornshorts: imagine feeling THAT inside your pussy
Her: mm hmm.
Her: now where was i
Her: oh yes....
Her: after i meet and greet your cock with my tongue...
Her: i look up at you once more, before taking my mouth and wrapping around your cock, sliding all the way down, taking in as much of it as i can at once...
Her: resting my hands on your thighs
tornshorts: omg
Her: letting my thumbs tickle against your balls as i suck gently, bringing my head up slowly
Her: then slamming back down again... sucking a little harder this time, and bringing my hands closer in.... coming back up slower...
tornshorts: wow
Her: then taking your cock in my hand and spitting on the head before starting to rub it softly but firmly, locking eyes with you again
Her: knowing you are anticipating my mouth around that cock again.
tornshorts: mmmm...
Her: u like this?
tornshorts: god yes
Her: you like seeing me tease your cock?
tornshorts: yes....
Her: do you want me to suck you?
Her: bringing my mouth within a breath of your cock
tornshorts: i'm ready to grab your hair and face fuck you...
Her: mmmm no need for that.
Her: i slam my mouth back down onto your cock, this time my hand meets up with your cock, wrapping around it underneath my mouth..
Her: my mouth and hand move up and down in unison, fucking your cock with everything i have
Her: sucking, licking, moaning around your cock. sending vibrations down to your balls with every moan.
Her: massaging your balls with my free hand.
Her: i continue to fuck your cock with my mouth, taking as much of you in as i can
Her: pressing the head of your cock against the back of my throat
Her: and humming softly
tornshorts: oooooooooohhhh
Her: vibrating my throat against the head of your cock.
Her: moaning as i come back up and jerk at your cock with my hand, looking up at you, and groaning
Her: i release your cock, moving up your body, and straddling you
Her: taking your cock and pressing it against my pussy, rubbing my pussy up and down your cock. teasing you with my juices.
Her: the juices that you left me with.
Her: you take a nipple in my mouth, and i let out a loud moan, slowly sliding your cock into my pussy.
Her: burying your cock deep inside me, and i start to ride
tornshorts: i bite down on the nipple
Her: ahhhh yes...
Her: i start to ride faster
Her: bouncing on your cock
Her: moaning loudly as you hit that sweet spot, getting ready to cum
Her: i scream your name as i cum hard around your cock.
Her: i tell you i want your cum in my mouth. Her: tell me when you are going to cum, i want to taste it, baby.

At this point I was stroking faster and faster, finally spilling my cum all over my hand and cock.

Her: mmmmmmm i slide down, taking ur cock in my mouth
Her: letting it flow down my throat as i suck you
Her: drinking down every drop of cum.
Her: mmmmm... you taste good.
Her: beautiful.
Her: mmmmmmmm
Her: dirty boy.
Her: such a pretty cock.
tornshorts: glad you like it
Her: did u enjoy yourself, dear?
tornshorts: um, why no, not at all....i hated every moment of it....

I turned off the camera and we chatted a few more minutes. She thanked me for the "show" and the cybersex and that was that. One of those once in a lifetime, chance meetings that happens everyday in cyberland.

But, man, was it fun...

Some props for...

2008-08-11T08:12:00.002-06:00

A couple of Texas ladies whose blogs I've stumbled upon. Both are, ahem, arousing reading!

Take a moment to check out Rose and Sweet as Sugar. Gotta support my fellow Texas bloggers!

And speaking of Texas, I had a lovely little encounter with another Texas gal online last night. I'll write about that later today.

Welcum home...

2008-08-07T20:13:00.003-06:00

(Yeah I know that's not how welcome is spelled, it's just for the sexual effect. LOL)

My darling Soccer Mom and her kiddoes returned from their two week vacay on Monday. But between laundry and catching up with other things, I didn't hear from her until yesterday. Just a simple text message "I'm home baby".

So I called her this morning and invited her over for a welcome home fuck. It would be nice to have her in my bed for a change (most of the time we play it's at her house). I was teasing my cock through my jean shorts as we chatted on the phone...and I told her so. I don't know if she broke any speed limits getting from her house to mine, but it seemed like she arrived quicker than usual.

"God, I'm about to explode!" SM said as she walked in the house. As she would explain later, sharing a hotel room with her daughter left her very little time to keep her horniness to a tolerable level. She said she managed a quick diddle in the shower every other day or so, but it was nothing like being able to leisurely pleasure herself as she does when at home.

SM grabbed my hand and led me down the hall to the bedroom. All she wore was a pair of running shorts and a t-shirt. No bra, no panties. We were both naked in a nanosecond and fell to the bed, kissing as if we were both condemned to die and this would be our last time together. I was on top. The passion level rose quickly as she reached down with her left hand to find my stiff cock. I used my right hand and found her dripping wet. But the kissing, hard and hungry, would be our only foreplay today. It always seems this way when one of us goes out of town and comes back home.

SM wanted to be on top, to control the thrusts and the angle. We rolled over and she quickly climbed on to my cock. She let out a grunt as she brought her body down hard, filling her pussy.
She began to grind and threw her head back. "God I've missed this cock!" I reached up and pulled firmly on her nipples. That brought a long moan from SM's lips, and the intensity of her grinding grew.

She stopped grinding for a moment and moved her legs, squatting now on my cock. She had risen up to where my cockhead was barely inside of her, as if her pussy lips were grabbing the cockhead and struggling to keep it inside of her. SM placed her hands on my chest and began to bounce up and down on my cock. It was like she was a jockey, spurring her horse to cross the finish line first. All I could do was hold on for the ride.

SM continued this fever pace for a few moments more before she cried out in pleasure as her first orgasm enveloped her. She collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily.

"Fuck me from behind...please...I need to feel you deep." I somehow managed to stand up at the side of the bed, my legs just a little wobbly from the intense cowgirl position we were just in. SM moved into the doggy position, grabbed my cock and moved back towards me. I slid in smoothly and she began to push back hard. I simply put my hands on her ass and let her fuck me. I don't think I've ever seen SM fuck so relentlessly. It was if she had two weeks of orgasms trapped inside of her and she wanted them all out...now.

SM's second and third orgasms happened almost at once. I could feel mine building and warned her I was close to cumming. "Cum...on...my...ass...and...pussy..." SM said between breaths. Just as she said that she came a fourth time. As she did, I pulled out pussy with a loud groan. She reached back, spreading her ass cheeks. "Cum baby...cum baby..."

The first spray of my cum landed on the small of SM's back. The rest dribbled down the crack of SM's ass and over her pussy lips. SM quickly moved one of her hands underneath her pussy, cupping it to catch what was slowly running down. Somehow she turned over with her hand filled with my cum (not spilling a drop!) and rubbed it into her pussy, bringing herself to one final shattering climax. I stood and watched SM cum, slowly stroking my softening cock, before I crawled back on to the bed next to her.

We lay there, holding each other close. She told me about some of the places they visited this year and that, while her kids had a good time she could sense that they were getting to the age where a family vacation might not hold the same joys as it had in the past. I simply told SM to wait and see when next summer rolled around.

SM got up and went in to the shower. I waited a few minutes and joined her as we freshened up from our welcome home fuck. Welcome home indeed.

Birthday BILFs (aka The Birthday Wish List)

2008-07-24T21:09:00.005-06:00

I can't remember which blog I read it on, but the term BILF stuck with me. In case you haven't heard of it, BILF stands for Bloggers I'd Like to Fuck. A take-off on the popular MILF term for the blogging set.

So with my birthday just a couple of days away (7/27) I thought I'd put together my list of BILFs. If you've followed this blog for any length of time you know I always put together a wish list of women I'd love to have sex with on my birthday (I wouldn't be greedy, any one of them would fulfill my wishes). This year, they're all bloggers...or used to be.

The list, in no particular order...

Ms. Sexy Duet - MIA (Miss ya!)

The lovely Miss Chickpea - one of these days, Ms. Pea...but hey, you're very happy with Bull, sooo...

Ms. Inconspicuous - Something about her in blue lingerie gets me going...

Peggy from Sex in Texas - MIA

The Unfaithful Soccer Mom - no, not mine...

The Blow Job Babe - that sounds soo good right now...

Mrs. Manic Depressive - Mr. MD are you willing to share??

California Girl - MCB you are such a lucky man...

Ms. Pianti - Wanton has a very hot lady!

Nikki - a very sexy lady indeed!

Sheryl - I'm sure that SM and I would have a lovely time with you and Greg

Lakey - quite busy with her guy but she is incredibly hot...

Dirty Debbie - a long time fave

Vanilla Sex Kitten - a lovely hot wife!

Bad Bad Girl - knows how to fill out an "I Love NY" t-shirt!

Wow...that's good portion of my blogroll and then some. Oh well, a guy can dream, can't he?

Finally, one other birthday wish. To hang out for a day with the one and only Riff Dog. Just want to trade war stories with ya buddy. And maybe have you introduce me to Josette...

Rubbed the right way...

2008-07-24T20:26:00.003-06:00

Alas, no tales of hot sex with Soccer Mom to share. She and her two children left last week and are off on their annual vacay to explore America. Luckily they decided to head west and north this year before Hurricane Dolly paid the Texas coast a visit.

So what is a horny old guy to do when his main fuck buddy is gone? Well thank goodness for other lady friends. C called me out of the blue the other morning just to say hello (I haven't heard from her partner in crime M in quite awhile though.). In the course of our conversation she told me that she was taking a continuing education class from the local university...in massage therapy! I jokingly asked her if she needed a guinea pig for practice. In a nanosecond she said yes. So yesterday before I went to work, I stopped at C's house to let her practice on me. I do have a regular massage therapist, but I don't see her as often as I like. Nevertheless, I thought I'd see how well C was paying attention in class.

I walked into C's house and found a massage table in the middle of the living room. It seemed like she was taking this seriously. "Are you practicing for a new career?" I teased. "Shut up and get undressed," C replied.

She had the head cradle set up so I went ahead and stripped down completely and lay on the table on my stomach. She grabbed an unscented massage oil and went to work. I quickly discovered that C has strong hands. Hands that obviously have built-in knot detectors. She was finding every bad spot in my neck, back and shoulders. And she was doing almost as good a job as my regular massage therapist.

I lay there for a good half-hour while C kneaded and rubbed and generally had me feeling very good. And I certainly told her so. Her hands moved down my back and started working on my butt. Wouldn't you know it but her oily fingers started running a trail down the crack of my ass to my cock and balls. Light little teases that soon had me aroused.

"Would you like to turn over sir?" C asked. I didn't hesitate. As I turned over and lay on my back, C was greeted by my stiffening cock. She smiled. "Looks like something else needs a massage."

C took the bottle of massage oil and dribbled a little over the head of my cock. Then started jerking me off, slowly. Sometime during the course of the massage on my back, C had taken off her shorts and top. Now she only had on a pair of boy shorts.

Her hand job felt great but it got better when she bent down and took my cock in her mouth. So much for being relaxed. C alternated sucking and stroking. She was at the side of the table within reach of my right hand. She stood with her legs slightly apart, so I took my hand and slowly ran it up the inside of one thigh. C was sucking my cock and let out a low "mmmm" as I did that. The vibration felt really good on my dick. When I reached her panty-covered pussy she shifted her legs open a little more, and I ran a finger over the crotch of the boy shorts. C was already getting wet.

C stopped sucking my cock long enough for me to sit up on the side of the table and kiss her. As I kissed her my hands caressed her breasts, pinching the nipples. I let one hand move down over her stomach and slipped it inside the boy shorts, fingering her pussy. She let out another low moan.

"Now it's your turn for a massage," I told her. We changed positions and she lay on the table on her back. I took the massage oil and poured a little trail from between her breasts down to her belly button. Slowly I rubbed the oil into her skin, paying extra attention to her breasts and nipples. Every now and then I'd lean over and kiss her deeply.

I poured a little more oil on my hands and began to massage her legs. I started at her ankles and worked upward. When I'd get close to her pussy, I'd run my finger from bottom to top over the growing wet spot on her panties. Finally I had her lift her hips off the table so I could take them off.

C brought her hips back down and spread her legs. I climbed up on the table and got on my knees between her legs. I kissed my way up one leg and thigh, over the top of her pussy and back down the other thigh and leg. She was squirming, anxious for me to taste her.

No more teasing. I took my fingers to open up her outer lips and ran my tongue slowly up from the bottom to the top of her pussy. This brought a loud cry of pleasure from C. I took her clit into my mouth and sucked on it, letting my tongue flick back and forth then around and around. I continued to lick and suck while I slipped one finger inside of her, then a second...curling them up towards her g-spot. For the next few minutes it was lick, suck, finger fuck until she suddenly let out a shudder, a groan, and raised her hips off the table.

I lowered my body on top of hers and we kissed deeply as her breathing began to return to normal. I was still rock hard and the head of my cock was resting against her wet slit. "There's a condom over there on the coffee table," C said. I got up, went over the coffee table and opened up the package, putting the condom on. I moved back over to the table and stood on the side. I had C turn slightly towards me and put her legs over my shoulders. Slowly I pushed my cock inside of her. I held it there for a moment so we could both savor the feeling. Then I began to fuck C. Our eyes never left each others. I increased the pace and soon was pushing deeper and deeper into C. "Omigod, omigod, omigod," C kept saying. "Pull on my nipples...hard!" she told me. So I did. When I did it was like turning on a switch and she came once, and then again, filling her living room with her cries of pleasure. That sent me into overdrive, and I started fucking C hard and fast. She came once more, and then so did I.

As we caught our breath, I took C's legs off of my shoulders and she lay flat on the massage table. I leaned over and gave a long, soft kiss. "Did the massage help with your stress?" she asked.

"Stress? What stress?" I replied. We both laughed at that. C told me she had two more sessions before the class ended. I told her I'd be happy to have her show me what she'd learned.

SM's Lunch Date

2008-07-07T19:41:00.003-06:00

I just got off the phone with Soccer Mom and apparently she and L had a helluva good time at lunch. As she told me what happened she had "Mr. Buzzy" deep in her pussy, turned on just high enough to keep her at the peak of an orgasm without going over the edge.

SM wore a sundress and heels and that was it. After they had lunch, L invited SM to join him at his apartment, which wasn't too far away. As he drove, SM unzipped L's pants and pulled his massive dick out for a few sucks and licks. She said he was hard all the way through lunch, once he saw how SM was dressed. She said he had a pretty obvious bulge showing through his khakis. He managed to tuck himself back in his pants after he parked his car.

When they got to his place and got inside, SM went over to the couch (which was not against a wall) and leaned over the back. She spread her legs apart and lifted up her sundress revealing her ass and pussy. L knelt down behind SM and wasted no time giving her a good tongue lashing, which brought her quickly to her first orgasm.

He stood up, undid his belt and unbuttoned his khakis, letting them fall to the floor. L obviously knew he was going to get more than just lunch as he went commando. He got in behind SM and rubbed the head of his cock over her wet pussy, then slipped on a condom just before he shoved it in. SM was soaked so he went all the way inside of her in one quick motion. That was SM's second orgasm.

L grabbed SM's hair as he pounded her from behind. (Talk about from one extreme to another...a slow, deliberate lovemaking session with me on Friday and a frenzied fuck today). She tried to keep quiet, but that's not easy. SM hoped the neighbors were all gone.

As quickly as it began, it ended with L cumming deep inside SM's pussy. He pulled out and SM turned around, taking the condom off his cock and giving him a few sucks and licks to clean him up.

Just as she was telling me this part of the story, Mr. Buzzy did his job and brought SM to another orgasm. After she came back to earth, SM told me she'd meet him for lunch again. And the next time I could join them.

New additions and explosions...

2008-07-06T15:47:00.004-06:00

You'll find some new blog links in the list. I've spent a little time this holiday weekend weeding out some of the old blogs that aren't around anymore (and one of them is dearly missed - you know who you are...) and adding some that I've found to be, well, pretty damn arousing whether through words or pictures or both. Check 'em out...but be sure you come back here!

Soccer Mom and I are reevaluating our position on house parties (thanks to those nice folks who left comments) but we did spend a little time on Independence Day creating our own fireworks. This time was different. We didn't fuck, we made love. Yes, instead of our usual frenzy we took our time and savored every kiss, every lick, every suck, every stroke, every shudder and moan.

I stopped at SM's place just after lunch. She was alone - her kids were at a 4th of July party. SM had on a t-shirt and jean shorts and had her blonde hair up. She'd been working around the house since the kids were gone and the high humidity had left a glow on her skin (yes I know, women don't sweat, they glow).

"Mind if I hop in the shower real quick and clean up?" she asked. "Only if I can wash your back," I replied. "OK," she said. "I might even let you wash the front too." We stripped down and got in the shower. Before SM could even start soaping up, I'd pressed her back against the wall and slowly kissed her. The feeling of cold tile against her damp skin made her jump a little, but she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me even closer.

We stopped kissing long enough to let her get wet (well, her body anyway). As she soaped up her front, I soaped up her back...and her butt...and her legs. When I got to her ankles, I ran a soapy finger slowly up the back of one leg, all the way up over her butt cheek and then down the crack of her ass, stopping at her pussy. She let out a low moan.

SM turned around and started soaping me up, paying special attention to my quickly hardening cock. She gave me a few long slow strokes then turned back around to rinse off her front. I took that opportunity to slide my soapy cock between her legs; she leaned forward slightly while I teased her pussy by running my shaft back and forth over the outer lips.

We finished rinsing off and got out of the shower. Skipping the towels we headed straight for SM's bed. She lay back and I laid on top of her, resuming our kissing. This time, I kissed and licked every inch of her, except for her pussy. Her sighs and moans filled the room. Suddenly SM turned the tables and had me lie on my back while she covered me with kisses and licks. Just as I had avoided touching her pussy, she did nothing to my cock. I don't ever recall us doing that during foreplay.

When she was through kissing me all over, she straddled me and slowly lowered herself on my cock. When I was all the way in, she didn't start moving. She leaned over and kissed me again. As she did, we both took a moment to focus on just the feeling of being connected. Me being inside SM and SM feeling me inside her. It was only then that SM slowly raised herself up to the head of my cock before slowly sliding back down. She waited a few moments, savoring the feeling before doing it again. And again. It was deliciously slow torture for both of us.

I brought her close to me and we rolled over into the missionary position. We continued the slow, deliberate dance. It was incredible to really feel the slow buildup to our orgasms. When SM's orgasm came I had just raised up to slide back in again. But SM raised her hips, drawing me back in as she came. We stayed in that position until her orgasm subsided.

I've had some intense orgasms in my life, but this one maybe the most intense. The hardest part was not to increase the speed of my strokes as I got close. SM kept looking me in the eye, saying "slow, slow, slow" almost like a mantra. After I finally came she told me that she'd never felt my cock pulsing inside her like it did.

I lay on top of SM for what felt like forever as we recovered. The closeness that we felt Friday was something neither of us had felt in a long time. And it was great!

SM has a lunch date with L (the guy we met for the threesome) on Monday. I promise to share any sexy details with you!

Ho-hum House Party

2008-06-22T21:40:00.003-06:00

So Soccer Mom and I decided to check out a house party last night. My how times have changed. Granted it's been a few years (OK, a LOT of years) since I went to a house party (this was SM's first), but back in the day the host(s) circulated and made sure everyone was having a good time mixing and mingling. It also seemed back then as if everyone was at the party for a reason - to have sex. These days it seems like house parties (at least in our little corner of the world) are more for drinking than getting laid. And talking. Lots and lots of talking. Granted we were newbies at this bash (everyone else seemed to know each other). But damn, when does the talking end and the fucking begin? Oh I'm sure that sex eventually happened at last night's party. It's just that after three hours of hanging out and trying to talk to people that we decided to give up and leave and throw our own house party. Which we did.

It seems as though SM and I have better luck when we're with another couple or another single man or woman. Apparently house parties and parties at on-premise clubs just don't work for us. Could it be we were older than most of the other couples who were there (20s and 30s)?

So, to the other swingers and open marriage types out there who happen to read this blog, a little feedback please. Were we wrong to assume that things don't get hopping until well after midnight (this party started at 9)? Also, should the hosts have been a little more attentive to make sure as "newbies" we were enjoying ourselves? Are we totally wrong for thinking this way?

Too funny!

2008-06-19T01:24:00.002-06:00

Since SM and I are starting to experiment with "the lifestyle", I stumbled on this cute video (kinda NSFW). Hey, sharing is caring...

We're checking out a house party on Saturday night. Hopefully I'll have good things to share on Sunday.

Woot! Props for the Shortster!

2008-05-31T15:40:00.001-06:00

Well it's nice to know that someone out there is reading my stories and enjoying them! The folks at Love Boudoir dropped me a line and told me I'm now one of their "Must Read Blogs". So check out their site and read some of the other horny folks who are keeping me company.

Geez, almost a month...

2008-05-25T16:55:00.003-06:00

...since my last post. Work has been crazy busy, especially over the last three weeks. This weekend I'm doing almost nothing except recharge and regroup. But last night, I helped Soccer Mom fulfill one of her longtime fantasies...a MFM threesome. She's never really talked much about it but recently her desire to have two men at once has suddenly grown.

During the week SM looked over the men who populate a swinger website we occasionally check out. She IM'd me at work Thursday that she'd found a couple she was interested in and had written them. On Friday she called and said she'd been in contact with one of them and set up a time to meet for drinks on Saturday. His name is L, he's in his mid-30's and in the military. SM also told me that L was well endowed and had sent a couple of photos to prove it.

We met L at a nearby bar/restaurant. L was very outgoing and from the looks SM was giving him and the way she was squirming in her chair that she liked this guy. We finished our drinks and moved the activity to a nearby hotel.

SM wore the dress that she had worn to the swing club once before. Knowing we were going to be in public and meeting L for the first time, she kept it pretty much snapped up and revealed very little til we got to the hotel. L had already seen a tame pic of SM, so I don't think he was quite prepared for the unveiling he received when we got into the room. As SM undid all of the snaps of the dress and removed it, he let out a low whistle. SM wore just a black lace thong under the dress, so L was getting quite a view as she walked over to him and kissed him. As she kissed L, she wasted little time in getting his shirt and jeans off. There was a very noticable bulge in the boxers. I undressed and watched the two of them play for a few minutes.

SM got the boxers off of L and yes, he was well endowed. He was also completely shaved. I knew SM was going to enjoy this. She got on the bed on her hands and knees and had L stand in front of her. Her mouth and his cock were at the same level. As she began to suck him, I moved onto the bed behind SM and slipped off her thong. Her pussy was glistening. I started to lick SM from asshole to clit while she gave L one of her incredible blow jobs. Every so often I'd look up and see L's eyes roll in the back of his head. He also started to face fuck SM.

"No, not yet.....don't want to cum" L said. SM slowed her oral attack and L stepped back slightly. I kept working on SM, sliding two finger in and out of her dripping wet pussy while I tongued her asshole. I could tell she was getting close to her first orgasm of what I knew would be many.

SM let out a long moan followed by a high pitched yelp as she came. I hoped we didn't have next door neighbors on either side of the room. L watched as SM reached her peak. I heard him whisper "wow". "Dude," I said as I pulled my fingers out of her pussy, "she's just getting warmed up."

SM lay down on the bed and I moved up towards her face so she could suck my cock while L tasted her pussy. L's oral talents were so good, all SM could do to me is spit on my rod and jerk my cock while she moaned in pleasure.

"You want him to fuck you, baby?" I asked SM. All she could do was nod in agreement.

I moved off of SM and told L, "she's all yours." He put on a condom and moved up the bed. As SM raised her hips slightly, he slid into her pussy in one stroke, burying his cock in her. He quickly raised her legs up and put them on his shoulders so he could go even deeper.

What really surprised me (and SM also) was L's stamina. The guy must have fucked SM for 10 minutes straight without cumming. His technique was much like mine, alternating the depth of strokes and speed. The main difference - he was bigger and fatter - and SM was going nuts.

As L slowed I asked SM, "you want both of us?" SM knew exactly what I meant. "I want (L) in my ass and you in my pussy. I got back on the bed and lay on my back. SM straddled me cowgirl and we fucked for a few minutes before L got into position behind SM. She leaned forward, crushing her boobs into my chest, as L slowly worked his big dick into SM's ass. Even with all of SM's anal play I don't think she was prepared for L's cock. He finally got inside her and she started to move on both of our dicks. It was at this point I wished I had earplugs. SM can be vocal, but she was VOCAL. No doubt she was enjoying herself but I worried that if anyone was near the room they might think something else was happening to the woman.

"I can't....believe....how....good....this....feels," SM said between strokes, then whispered to me "thank you."

As the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. L's stamina finally reached a peak and he told SM he was about to cum. She pushed back as far as she could on L's cock as he blew his load. I quickly followed, filling her pussy with my cum. We collapsed together on the bed.

After we rested for a bit, SM wasted little time in getting L hard again with her mouth. But this time she wanted to suck him til he came. I got hard again (not easy these days, usually one shot and I'm done) and quickly started fucking SM from behind. She told L to tell her when he was close.

A few minutes later he told SM he was ready. I pulled out of SM's pussy and she rolled over onto her back. I knew what she wanted...both of our loads on her face and boobs. I told L and we stood at the side of the bed as SM positioned herself right under our cocks. I came first, shooting most of my second load on her chest. L's load landed all over SM's face and hair. SM used her fingers and scooped up our cum into her mouth.

As we sat on the bed and recovered, we chatted about everything and nothing. L thanked us and got dressed to leave. SM, still naked, went over and gave L a goodbye hug and kiss. As he left, SM turned to me with this huge grin on her face. I think SM has found a new playmate, and I have no problem with another guy playing with her. After all, she does know about most of the other ladies I've played with since she's played with them as well. What's good for the goose...

Watching the sunset...

2008-04-27T14:37:00.002-06:00

We appeared to be like any other couple parked at the scenic point in town. Soccer Mom and I were sitting on the hood of my car, watching as the sun sank slowly over the mountaintops in the distance. We appeared to be like any other couple, except that SM was dressed in a short skirt that barely covered her ass. The light breeze would playfully blow up the side, revealing she wasn't wearning panties. And the fact that as SM sat on my lap with my cock buried deep in her pussy (and yes I had my jeans on all the way - don't know how I managed to keep the teeth of the zipper from catching on my sensitive penis skin). It was a celebratory fuck now that SM has finished her radiation. Since we were in public I really couldn't play with her boobs, but she's got one helluva sunburn on one of them. So I was content to have SM slowly rock back and forth on my cock as we watched the sunset. Every now and again, she'd sneak one hand up the front of her skirt so she could tease her clit with a finger. Just another romantic couple...LOL.

We both experienced one of those mind-numbing, head-spinning,coming from the deepest part of the human anatomy orgasms. Probably because we were doing it so slowly. If you're a long-time reader of this blog, you know that SM isn't quiet when it's time for her to cum. How she managed to keep her orgasm to just a shudder is a mystery to me. There were two other cars close by, but the occupants apparently decided to stay inside them. So if she had yelled out in pleasure, the noise probably would have been covered by the passing cars anyway. When we finished my cock slowly slipped out of her slippery pussy. She slid down off me and I walked to the driver's side door with my limp cock peeking out of my jeans. After we got back in the car, SM leaned over to lick the last drop of cum from the tip of my cock.

SM said she had at least six weeks of horniness built up and she's expecting me to take care of it. I think I may be in trouble...LOL.

Thank you Mr. Simon.

2008-04-13T17:03:00.005-06:00

SM update...the radiation will be over in a matter of days, although playing with her boobs is not really a great idea because of the "burn" on the one that is getting zapped. We're still having lots of fun, and I'll share some of that soon. But I had to share what happened today...

Who would have thought a long-time fantasy of mine would have ever come true? Waay back in the beginnings of this blog, I wrote this post. (Yeah, I expect you to go back and read it then come back to this one)

I was at a brunch with friends this morning when I got a text message from M. It was simple enough.

"I want you."

I excused myself from the table long enough to call M and set up a time to meet after brunch was through. I was secretly thankful that I'd taken time in the shower this morning to shave my cock and balls. M likes that I'm closely trimmed on top and bare the rest of the way.

I showed up at M's place at the appointed time. She greeted me at the door in a halter top and jean skirt and gave me a long wet kiss. As soon as the kiss ended she said "I need to feel you inside me."

She took me by the hand and led me into her living room. This was only the second time I'd been to her place; the first time we went straight to the bedroom. We sat down on the sofa and started kissing. Lightly at first, then deeper and more passionate. I felt her hand move down onto the growing bulge in my slacks, squeezing my cock through the fabric.

Without a word, M got up from the sofa and kneeled down in front of me, reaching up to unzip my slack and pull my cock out. She gave my hardon little licks and kisses all over, all the while looking straight into my eyes. Lots and lots of teasing going on here.

As she slowly circled the head of my cock with her tongue, my right hand instinctively moved down to stretch the cock fully so I could feel the maximum sensation of her tongue on the head. She stopped for a moment and said, "ooh, you wanna jerk it for me?" So I undid my belt and unbuttoned my slacks and took them off. As I did, M moved over to a chair on the other side of the room.

"Why don't you give me a little show?" M said. As I wrote in that long-ago post, most of the women I've known (save for SM) never wanted to watch me jerk off for them. I like being watched, just as I like to watch a woman play with herself (hey's what's good for the goose...).

Since I was already hard, I started slowly stroking my cock for M. I kept my eyes on hers, watching her shift her glance from my eyes to my cock and back up to my eyes. As pre-cum started to seep from the slit, I'd take my finger and rub it into the head. I was really enjoying this and I know M was too. Her hands were roaming over her body...a squeeze of a tit then pulling up her jean skirt to show me the thong she was wearing. She'd slowly run her finger over the crotch of that thong.

Then the doorbell rang. Talk about a buzzkill. I quickly pulled up my slacks and shorts and sat back down on the sofa, putting myself together while M went to the door. I heard M open the door. It was quiet for a few moments after that. Next thing I know, M is walking back into the room, followed by C. Yes, that C. She was wearing a nice skirt and blouse, so I'm assuming she'd been at church or something.

I stood up and hugged and kissed C. By that point, the hardon was gone, so if C had any idea that she was interrupting some fun, I certainly wasn't going to show it.

"OK (Torn Shorts), where were we?" M said. "Oh, yeah, you were jerking off for me, weren't you?"

C's eyes grew wide. "He was?"

M replied, "Yeah, he was. And I was startin' to get turned on until you showed up."

C said "I'm sorry I interrupted." To which I said with a smirk, "No, you're not. Sit down and you can watch too."

M returned to her chair and C sat next to her on the hearth. C tried her best to sit lady-like on the low brick surface.

I took off my slacks and shorts again. My little friend was practically in hiding. "I don't think I've seen him that small before," M joked. "Want me to do something about it?"

I shot back. "What's the point? If you wanted to suck me off, you'd be doing it right now. Since you're being so mean, I'll let (C) give him a little suck.

I walked over to the hearth in front of C. Sitting there, her mouth was level with my shriveled up cock. She leaned over and put my whole cock in her mouth.

M continued to be a smartass. "That's probably the only time you'll get all of him in your mouth, girl." C responded by making an obscene gesture towards M. That's the only retort she could make since my cock was in her mouth.

C's tongue swirled around the head of my cock. It didn't take long for my cock to grow. I pulled my cock away from her mouth and saw a little ring of her lipstick at the base. I started to jerk off again, my cock nice and slick from C's saliva.

I moved back and forth between M and C. Sometimes standing very close to each of them, other times not as close. At one point, M had undone her halter top and hiked up her jean skirt. She had one hand caressing her breasts and the other was inside her thong teasing her pussy. All C did was cross her legs, tighter and tighter, putting pressure on her clit and pussy.

While I was jerking off, I kept thinking back to my fantasy. In the fantasy, I wasn't close enough to the women to cum on them. This time I was. But who would be the recipient of my load? M had been such a smart-ass, I almost wanted to deny her anything. I was a guest in her home though. As for C, I would love to send her home with my cum all over her chest.

M sensed I was getting close to cumming. I could tell that old familiar feeling was creeping up on me too. So I stopped.

"OK (C), time for you to get out of those clothes." She got up from the hearth and quickly undressed. What surprised me about C was I thought she had on pantyhose. Nope...thigh highs and no panties! Nice! M had fewer clothes and was practically naked, so she finished taking off her top and skirt. She left her thong on.

I had C sit back on the hearth and had M sit next to her. While the ladies undressed, I teased my cock to keep it hard and keep me on the edge of orgasm. So it didn't take too long for me to get to my peak again.

I had both ladies squeeze their tits together and I spewed my cum all over them. C commented on how warm my cum felt on her boobs. I used my still hard cock to spread my cum over their breasts. I told C she had to wear my cum home. She smiled.

M stood up and kissed me. "Thanks for the show, babe." I put my shorts and slacks back on and kissed both ladies goodbye. I walked out the door with a huge smile on my face.

Yep...still here

2008-03-22T14:44:00.002-06:00

Thanks to those of you who checked to see if I'm still around. I am, but life has been busy and frankly there hasn't been much sex to talk about. SM is doing quite well with radiation and meds (she should be done with the radiation sometime next month). Her boob has all of these marks on it...I've teased her that she looks like one of John Madden's telestrator diagrams. (Then, BOOM! He licks her nipple...) We had the chance to play recently, but it was strictly oral (not that I'm complaining). One cool thing SM did...instead of swallowing my load, she jerked me off into her hand and rubbed my load all over her pussy. Beautiful.

Another trip to Houston planned for next weekend. Hopefully I can find someone to play with while I'm there.

Stay with me fellow pervs, I have a feeling things will be picking up here very soon.

Favor for a "friend"? The conclusion

2008-02-24T16:53:00.002-07:00

When we got to the bedroom, I took C in my arms and kissed her gently. She responded by ramming her tongue down my throat. It was obvious that C had not had someone to please her in awhile.

Our tongues fought for control between our mouths. I pulled away for a moment. "Whoa (C), slow down baby." We both caught our breath and I kissed her again, this time she let my mouth and tongue take control. A long moan came from her throat as I kissed her. I slipped my hand up underneath her shirt and squeezed her left breast. My lips moved to her neck and her left ear. C shuddered as I explored the sensitive spots along her neck. My thumb found a hardening nipple poking through the fabric of her bra. I moved my thumb back and forth across the nipple and felt C's knees weaken for a moment.

I was still fully dressed, but that wasn't going to last long. C's hands reached down and undid my belt and unbuttoned my jeans. They fell to the floor around my shoes. Her left hand reached down and squeezed my cock, which was growing hard as she caressed me. I continued to kiss and lightly lick C's neck and ears.

I stopped kissing C long enough to pull her shirt off. She reached down and undid the clasp on her bra. As she pulled it off of her body I leaned forward and began to kiss and suck on her nipples. C reached down and pulled off my briefs, taking my cock in her hand and stroking it slowly.

As we moved over to the bed I took off my shirt and stepped out my jeans and briefs. C still had her panties on and I could clearly see a wet spot. C lay back and I climbed on top and started to kiss her again. I let my right hand wander down her body and slipped it under the waistband of her panties down to her dripping wet pussy. My middle finger moved effortlessly inside of C. She lifted her hips just slightly off the bed and I felt her pussy muscles contract around my finger.

I continued to kiss C as I started to finger fuck her. I started gently then increased the tempo, adding a second finger. Suddenly her body went rigid as she let out a yell that I'm sure most of her neighbors heard. I slowed my strokes down and finally pulled my fingers out of her pussy. Her panties were even more soaked than before. C had enough strength to lift her hips up off the bed so I could take them off.

"Papi, my head is spinning," C said. "I never came like that before."

I smiled and told her there was more to come. But our play would have to be oral and digital...she had no condoms and neither did I. I didn't give C much of a chance to rest. I started to kiss her again and worked my way down her body, little kisses and licks, until I reached her swollen pussy. I kissed and licked her clit, sliding a finger back inside her wetness and started to finger fuck her again. After a few minutes of this her body stiffened as she cried out in pleasure. A third orgasm swept over C moments later.

I barely got my head out from between C's thighs when she turned me over and hungrily attacked my cock. She licked and sucked and stroked me for all it was worth. I told her I was close to cumming and she kept stroking me until I shot my load all over my stomach and her hand. She collapsed next to me as we recovered from our intense little session.

"(M) was right," C said after a few minutes. "You are a good pussy licker."

I laughed at C. "Is that what she said?"

"Yeah, well she also said you knew how to fuck. But I guess I'll have to wait to find that out."

Suddenly I wasn't so mad at M. C and I got cleaned up and dressed. I gave her a kiss and hug and told her I'd get in touch to um, check on her computer...

Favor for a "friend"? Part 2

2008-01-27T14:25:00.000-07:00

Soccer Mom update: Looks like it'll be radiation and one of the cancer pills for her treatment. Didn't get all of the particulars from SM after her appt. last Tue. but will ask her for details and share them if you're interested. And she and I will walk in the Komen Race for the Cure to celebrate her "victory".

I looked C in the eye and called her bluff. "Show me."

C laughed nervously. "I barely know you," she said.

"Well that didn't seem to stop you from talking about (M) and I. Maybe deep down you're wondering if I'd do that to you."

Even with her light brown skin, I could see C blushing.

While I was enjoying the flirting, I decided to give her an out. "I should be going then. Enjoy your new computer."

"Wait," C said. "Yeah, it did turn me on to hear about her and you. And yeah I joked with (M) about how nice it would be having you do the same things to me. But I didn't think she'd go through with it. And it just worked out that I did need help with the computer."

Even though I was pissed with M for blabbing to C about our tryst, I was attracted to C. So I figured I might as well see how far she was willing to go.

"So are you gonna show me or not?"

"You mean it?"

"Hey, you're the one who said your panties were wet. Let's see just how wet you are."

She took me into the living area and had me sit down on the sofa. She stood in front of me and unbuttoned her jeans, pulling them down just far enough to show me a hint of her cotton panties.

"You really want to see? I don't know if I should..."

I pretended to be aggravated. "Dammit C, put up or shut up."

C wriggled her way out of her jeans and let them fall in a heap at her feet. There was a noticable wet spot on the front of her panties.

She wasn't kidding, I thought to myself. Let's see what else I can get her to do.

"Now reach inside your panties and stick a finger in your pussy. Pull it out and taste yourself for me."

She did as she was told. I noticed her hand shaking a little as she slowly moved it under the waistband of her panties. I watched as she shifted her legs outward slightly so she could move her hand down further. She drew her breath in as her hand reached her pussy. I could see the hand moving as I knew a finger was slipping into her wetness.

"Ay, that feels good Papi."

With her free hand she pulled the front of her panties outward to let her other hand escape. I could see her middle finger was wet. She brought her finger to her mouth.

"Do you like how you taste?"

She nodded her head.

I got up from the sofa and stood just inches from her. I could hear her breathing heavily.

"Will you let me taste you now?"

With that she finished stepping out of her jeans and took me by the hand, leading me to her bedroom.

Favor for a "friend"?

2008-01-20T20:48:00.000-07:00

First, an update. SM has an appointment this Tuesday to see what the next step is in her cancer treatment. The duct tape covering her boob is finally off and her incisions appear to be healing nicely (I'm no doctor, so I don't know for sure). She says her boob is still kind of sore (she's had to wear a bra to bed every night since the surgery) but bless her heart it hasn't stopped her from keeping her sex drive revved up. She either uses her toys or her fingers to get off (that is if someone else isn't around to help). I'm sure that sex with her would not be a smart idea since her boob is still sore and I imagine that any vigorous motion would be very uncomfortable for her.

As I mentioned in a recent post, J was in town and spent some quality time with SM. I joined them for lunch one day and J seemed happy to see me. She gave me a long hug and a quick kiss, but I didn't read anything into it.

Even though the regular sex life with SM is on hold, our new friend M is making sure that I'm taken care of (although that might change, you'll find out why in a few paragraphs). She's been paying visits to SM for quick little oral or toy sessions. M likes to be watched and SM is more than happy to oblige, giving M a little visual stimulus at the same time. M and I have also met for a couple of "nooners". The quickies leave us both satisfied certainly, but I've learned that M likes to take her time and really enjoy herself (as do I). It's just that her work and my work have left little time for lengthy fuck sessions.

I was just getting ready to leave work Friday night when M called me on the cell. "I need a favor," she said. Seems a co-worker of hers had recently bought a new computer and had a boatload of pictures saved on the old computer. M knew that I knew a little about computers so she told her co-worker about me. I had a file transfer device that would do the job in no time, so I told M I'd be happy to help.

C is a divorced woman in her mid-40's. She's the kind of woman that I've been taking more of an interest in these days, especially since SM and I met M. C is curvy like M. She has a face that belies her age...you'd think maybe early 30's at first glance.

M gave me C's cell phone number, so I called her. Since I had no interest in either of the NFL playoff games, I told her I'd come over to her house Sunday afternoon.

I got to C's house around 1:30, thinking I'd be done in about 15 or 20 minutes. Nope. She had the new computer alright, but it wasn't even out of the box. C apologized and I told her it wasn't a problem, I'd set up the new computer then move her photos to it. But there were so many photos on the old computer that the hard drive barely had room to work. Finally after about 90 minutes, the job was done.

C offered me some iced tea when I finished. We stood in her kitchen and chatted about her photography for a few minutes. Out of the blue, C says "(M) says you two have had some fun lately."

I almost choked on the tea. I wasn't sure how to respond except to say, "Really? Just how much did she tell you?"

I was about to find out how forward C was...and what a big mouth M has. C told me about the most recent nooner I'd had with M last week. And she didn't leave any details out.

I set the glass of ice tea down on the kitchen counter. C was standing across from me. "Did hearing about what I did to (M) turn you on?"

"My panties are just as wet now as they were when (M) told me what you two did."

I decided if she was going to be forward, so was I.

SM update & Disposable Friends

2008-01-08T20:26:00.000-07:00

SM went to see the oncologist today. It was a bit of a wait to see her but SM seemed pleased with her. The doctor has set up another meeting with SM and the radiologist in a couple of weeks. They'll discuss all of the options at that point. (Pill, radiation or both? Not sure.) SM was trying to tell me everything the doctor said and I only caught snippets. The best one was "the prognosis is very good". I know that made SM feel better...me too.

J is due in town later this week on business and to see SM. J's job took her to the east coast for the end of 2007 so she could only trade brief phone calls with SM after getting the news about her breast cancer. I know SM will be glad to see her and I'm hoping to see J also.

Now please excuse me while I rant for a moment.

You'll notice part of this entry's title is Disposable Friends. Well I certainly feel like one right now. Seems a fellow blogger with whom I thought I had made a solid friendship during 2007 apparently wants nothing to do with me now. Did I say something wrong? I don't think so. I was there for her when she was going through a difficult time in a relationship. But since that boat has sailed out of stormy seas and into much calmer waters, I've been pushed overboard. I know that besides the relationship there have been many other changes in her life. I've tried to be supportive, but maybe in her eyes I haven't been. Or just maybe she used me for what she needed and decided that was that. Perhaps I should change my name from Torn Shorts to Dixie Cup...use me once and throw me away.

And if she happens to read this blog entry (which I doubt), she doesn't need to respond. She can just move on, as I am.

End rant.

Celebrate, and celebrate again

2008-01-01T21:01:00.000-07:00

Again, my thanks to all of you for your good thoughts and prayers and, well everything regarding SM and her breast cancer. We had plenty of reasons to celebrate last night and again today.
Last night she came over to the house for dinner and as soon as the ball dropped in NYC, we toasted (non-alcoholically) and I took her home.
Today, I took over a small bowl of black-eyed peas to SM (for my blogging friends outside of the U.S., black-eyed peas on New Years Day is a southern tradition. Eating them is supposed to bring you good luck throughout the year) and had a pleasant surprise. M was over visiting. One thing led to another and M and I were fucking on the couch in the den while SM watched and used a vibe on her pussy (she kept "Frankenboob" as she refers to it covered so as not to spoil the festive mood). M even went over and used the vibe to fuck SM. Needless to say, we were all in a very good frame of mind to start 2008.
On another front, SM and I responded to an ad in our local Craigslist. Seems a young lady (21) wants to learn more about sex from an older couple. We've been exchanging emails the last few days. Let's see if this pans out.
To all of my blog friends across the country and around the world, I hope that 2008 brings you all the best.

Reality hits hard

2007-12-19T20:32:00.000-07:00

I apologize for being absent for so long, but I haven't felt like blogging. I'm not a big fan of the holidays for one and this holiday season is especially difficult.

SM went in for her annual mammogram last month (before Thanksgiving) and they found a shadow on her left breast. A second mammogram a few days later confirmed her worst fear.

Breast cancer. Or to be more precise, ductal carcinoma with microinvasion. It hit SM like a ton of bricks, and me also. Her mom had benign cysts in her breasts and SM figured, if she was lucky, that that would be the worst thing to happen to her. But as we all know, cancer is cruel and has no regard for whom it strikes.

Her doctor has been wonderful throughout this ordeal, which has made it a little easier to bear. She had a procedure earlier this week where a portion of the tissue from the breast is removed. She's recovering well, but she looks like she's wearing duct tape over her left breast. We're hoping that the pathologist will have the results ready tomorrow or Friday. So we wait.

I've been doing my best to put on a brave face for SM, because I'm basically her support system. Her parents are both dead so it's just her kids and me to keep her spirits up.

I'll tell you one thing. If God forbid, there is more than just one tumor and SM loses a breast, it won't ever change how I feel about her.

SM and I are accepting prayers in all faiths and languages.

UPDATE 12/23:
SM heard from her doctor late yesterday...it appears that whatever they removed the other day is all there is! She will meet with an oncologist after the first of the year to determine if the next course will be either radiation or one of the cancer drugs. Thank you those of you who commented and thanks to all of you for your prayers and good wishes.

Reasons to be thankful...

2007-11-21T20:36:00.000-07:00

I'm thankful for...

*Family

*Friends, both in the real world and the blog world

*My darling Soccer Mom

*A job I truly enjoy

and most importantly...I'm thankful for the men and women, both here in the States and overseas, who are defending our country.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Swingin' with SM

2007-11-05T20:41:00.000-07:00

SM and I went to the swing club Saturday night, hoping for a much better evening than our last trip there. We got to the club around 10:30 and it was half full with couples. SM wore her new leather dress and she got quite a few stares from both men and women in the club. But there was one woman in particular that was quite taken with SM.

M was a voluptuous Hispanic lady who apparently was at the club by herself. We'd been in the club for about a half hour and were engaged in some people watching when she came over to our table. She introduced herself and asked to join us. M was dressed in a short, tight jeans skirt and a low cut top that showed off her breasts and just a hint of a lacy red bra.

I couldn't keep my eyes off her cleavage and she knew it. Every now and then she'd lean forward in her chair to give me more of a view while she talked to us. Eventually M moved her chair around next to SM's and I just sat back and watched these two ladies get to know each other.

Both ladies would touch each other casually - hand on a shoulder or a brush of a hand on a leg - during the course of their conversation. The touches eventually led to a caress on M's cheek by SM and finally M just leaned over and gave SM a kiss, which led to another and another. At that point I suggested moving the activities to a private room at the club. But bless SM, she had other ideas. "Let's go to my place," and M agreed. We left the club, M following us in her car.

We'd barely gotten in the door at SM's house before she and M were locked in another kiss. M's hands were wandering over and under SM's leather dress. SM broke the kiss and led M down the hall to the bedroom with me following close behind. I moved over to the chair next the bed while SM and M continued to kiss. I could hear little whimpers from M as SM went from kissing her deeply on the lips to butterfly kisses on her cheeks and neck.

"Baby, can you help me out of this dress?" SM asked M. As M undressed her, I got out of my clothes and began to stroke my semi-hard cock. M looked over at me and said, "I hope I get some of that too." "Of course," I replied. But I'm going to let you enjoy some pleasure from (SM) first."

SM went commando Saturday night and I'm certain that M liked what she saw as she took SM's dress off. SM then undressed M; she had a matching red lace thong to go with the bra. And M had a great ass. I was already picturing myself fucking her from behind.

The two ladies lay on bed and began to explore each other. M was on her back while SM continued her oral assault. Pretty soon SM was between M's legs with her mouth on her pussy. SM moved her body around so that they were in a 69. It wasn't long before M had to pull her mouth away from SM's sex...she was panting and shaking as her first orgasm of the night hit her body. M then hungrily licked and sucked SM's pussy and she came moments later.

I got up out of the chair and moved over to the bed. I crawled over in front of SM so I could let her suck my cock first. She had me lay down and she started licking and sucking for all it was worth. M moved around and joined in. The feeling of two tongues and two mouths on my cock is something that's not easy to put into words, other than to say it felt awesome. As SM swirled her tongue around the head of my cock, M moved down and started to suck and lick my balls.

After awhile, I wanted to taste M, so I had her straddle my face while SM continued to tease and lick my cock. How she kept me from cumming I'll never know. M had a beautful pussy with large inner lips that were just begging to be sucked and licked...which is just what I did. M was very vocal and wasn't shy about letting us know what felt good. She leaned forward to kiss SM and take a few licks of my cock when another orgasm hit her. She collapsed in a heap next to SM and I.

We took a break for a few minutes before M said she wanted me inside her. She got in the doggy position while SM moved up on the bed so M could eat SM while I fucked M. I put a condom on and slowly worked my way inside M's pussy. She was incredibly tight so it took a little time to get my cock all the way in. Once I was inside and started to stroke she started fucking me back, which was very cool.

M used her mouth and fingers to get SM off as I fucked M. The room was quiet except for the sounds of our moans and sighs. M's "fucking back" had me close to cumming, and I told her so.

"Cum on my ass," said M. "I want to feel your cum running down my crack ."

SM said "And I want to taste you." She moved around and positioned herself underneath M. As M ate her, SM waited to taste me.

A few more strokes and I pulled the condom off, jerking my cock and spraying M's ass crack and pussy with my load. My cum dripped down into SM's waiting mouth. As the last few drops dribbled out of my cock I used my finger to push the cum that was still on M's crack and pussy downward into SM's mouth. Then I let SM lick off what she could from my finger and cock.

The three of us took a breather and then SM broke out her toys and brought M off a couple more times. I had the ladies get in the doggie position next to one another and I used a toy on M while I fucked SM.

Before we knew it, it was 3 o'clock in the morning...this was after setting the clock back! We both got M's number and I'm sure that she'll be up for playing with us again.

Austin, Ex-GF and the whole crazy thing

2007-10-29T00:15:00.000-06:00

Trip to Austin was fun as always, but a quick one...in on Fri. night out on Saturday afternoon. Breakfast Saturday morning with S, my ex college GF. No sex this time (although I think we both wanted it - hell I know I did), just lots of catching up and realizing that next year we will have known each other for 30 years. Where does the time go?

SM and I have decided to give the swing club another try. We're making plans to hit it this coming Saturday night. We will go with no expectations and if things don't work out there we'll go back to her place and play (her kids will be with friends next Sat. so we have the house to ourselves). We have also been exchanging emails with two couples. We hope to see one of them at the club. SM plans to wear the leather dress this time. That should get her some attention.

Had an e-mail from J today. Says she's coming to town on business but didn't say if she would have time to visit.

Jeez, sorry that things have become so boring on here. Hopefully I'll have a tale to tell after Saturday night's visit to the club.

Welcome home fun with SM

2007-10-15T22:57:00.001-06:00

Hurray! After weeks of not being able to see each other, SM and my schedules finally got in sync.

I'd been on a family vacation for a week and after returning home, I decided I'd better stop by the office and see how high the pile of paperwork was on my desk. Surprisingly, it wasn't bad at all.

I was tending to the dozens of emails that came in while I was gone when my cell phone rang. It was SM. "Didja miss me?"

That was an understatement. She asked me where I was and what I was doing. I told her and she asked if I would like some company. It took maybe a nanosecond for me to say yes. "Good," SM said. "I'll be there in 20 minutes and I think you'll like what I'll be wearing."

When she called and told me she was at the back door to the office building, I went to let her in. She was wearing this. (One of my favorite blog readers ordered this for herself...she told me about it and I encouraged SM to purchase it for herself - and me.)

If you'll notice, the dress has snaps. SM had undone as many snaps as she could to reveal as much as she could...then had a couple more snaps undone for maximum effect. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. What I wanted to know was whether she'd decided to "go commando". (I would find out soon enough) The combination of seeing my SM in the dress had my cock straining against my jeans instantly.

I escorted her to my office and closed and locked the door. We quickly fell into each others' arms for a deep, passionate kiss...the kind of kiss when you've been away from your lover for much too long. As the kiss ended I noticed that she'd already undone the button and zipper on my jeans...sneaky girl. She guided my to my office chair and pulled my jeans and briefs down to my ankles, then had me sit down. What followed was a long, deliberate, very wet blowjob.

"I can tell you've missed me," SM said in between sucks and licks on my cock. "I bet you want to know if I missed you." She stood up and lifted the bottom of the leather skirt. No panties. Her inner pussy lips were poking out. I reached up and slipped a finger in between them, feeling the wetness. That brought a shudder from SM.

She moved forward, straddling me, and lowered herself onto my cock. I slid inside of SM without any resistance. SM began a slow back and forth motion, grinding her pussy onto my cock. She leaned forward and put her head on my shoulder, using my body to cover her mouth as she let out a long moan. We both knew how much we missed this and needed it.

The grinding continued. I reached up and undid a couple more snaps, releasing her breasts from the dress. I pinched and pulled and sucked hard on her nipples. She bit her lip to keep from crying out.

I warned SM that I was close to cumming. She lifted herself up off my cock and knelt in front of me, taking my cock in her hand. She alternated between fast strokes and sucks. She knew exactly when I was going to explode, and pointed that cock towards her boobs. I hadn't cum in nearly a week and she got plenty of hot cream all over those tits. As my orgasm subsided, she stuck my cock back in her mouth and sucked me clean. Then she leaned forward and kissed me deeply.

"Welcome home, baby," SM said. "I promise our schedules will work out better from now on." I can't wait...

Nothing but a mind fuck

2007-09-16T16:18:00.000-06:00

Thanks to all who commented on the last post. It was a case of mind over matter. SM and I played the other morning at her place and we were back in the groove. We have discussed another trip to the club in the near future. If it does happen I'll let ya'll know how it went.

Had an email from J to let me know she would be in town on business in a couple of weeks. She even hinted that she might like to meet for more than just coffee or lunch. I'm not holding my breath on that one. I'm sure she's also emailed SM about her impending visit.

Made plans for a trip to Austin next month for the annual vinyl orgy (Record Convention). Hoping to see my dear friend S this trip and meet her for breakfast...and maybe dessert.

Sorry there isn't much here to fill your dirty little minds, but I did want to update. Hopefully something more soon.

A "swinging" Saturday

2007-09-04T00:17:00.000-06:00

Just to let you know I haven't fallen off the face of the earth. But after what happened Saturday night, I feel that maybe it would have been better to have fallen off.

Ever since Soccer Mom and I have been involved sexually, we've joked about going to a swing club just to check it out. Saturday night, it finally happened.

Earlier in the week I did an internet search and found a place, emailed the club owner and told him of our interest in attending one of his parties. He wrote back and told us we were welcome to attend and would be happy to show us "newbies" around.

We got to the club around 10:30 and things were just starting to get lively. Saturday was couples night, so there were no single men hanging around. SM wore this seafoam green sheer t-shirt and a short jean skirt. She looked fabulous. The club owner and his female partner welcomed us and showed us around. Then we settled in and people watched. All ages, colors and shapes were there. SM was interested in a petite brunette sitting at the bar, but unfortunately the interest was not mutual.

After awhile we wandered back to a room where there were lots of sofas surrounding a big screen TV playing adult movies. The movie was classic '80's porn and as we watched we began to kiss and fondle each other, oblivious to anyone else who may have been in the room. A few minutes passed and we stopped and collected ourselves and found a room to continue playing, hoping that another couple might stop in to watch or join us.

SM and I got naked and things started to get seriously hot. Then it happened.

I couldn't get hard.

Nerves? Probably. But it freaked me out, big time. A thousand thoughts began to run through my mind. Did SM no longer turn me on? Had I finally run out of gas at 50? Was it time to see a doctor about that "little blue pill"?

Thank God that SM was, and is, a very patient woman. We skipped trying to get me hard and concentrated on her pleasure. She brought a little flexi-toy that she loves and I proceeded to use it and my tongue to get her off several times. While no one else came by to watch us, we were lucky enough to play voyeur a couple of times during the night watching other couples play. We thanked our hosts for a lovely time and headed home.

Now, two days later, I'm still concerned. The old phrase "the mind is willing but the flesh is weak" comes to mind. I can't seem to get aroused at all. Not even to porn I've got on the computer that usually gets me hard in a minute. Maybe I'm overanalyzing the whole thing, but I don't know what to do.

This really sucks.

Office sex with SM

2007-08-16T20:28:00.000-06:00

The sex gods must have been listening (or reading my last post). Out of the blue SM called me yesterday and asked if I was free for lunch today. "Am I ever going to see your new workplace?" she asked. So I invited her to see the office and then we'd grab some lunch.

I met her in the reception area. SM rarely dresses up for me and today she looked awesome. Wearing a jacket, skirt and blouse, she could have come straight from a high-powered business meeting. I showed SM around the building, then walked her back to my office and closed the door.

The moment I turned the lock and turned around, her lips were on mine. Our tongues fighting for sensual control. I moved us around next to the desk. SM undid my belt and unbuttoned my slacks, pulling them and my briefs to the floor. I was starting to get hard.

SM had me lean against the side of the desk while she bent down and took my cock in her mouth. I could have shot my load in her mouth and we both would have been happy. But she wanted much more and I wasn't about to refuse her.

She took off her jacket and unbuttoned her blouse just enough for me to see her beautiful breasts pressing against a lacy white bra. Then SM hiked up her skirt. No panties. Just a bare pussy that was ready to be fucked.

SM whispered in my ear. "I teased myself in the car all the way over here."

I got up from the desk and spun her around so she was bent over the desk. Thankfully SM was wearing heels today, so that helped a little with the difference in height and my ability to fuck her from behind.

Our fuck was fast and furious and we both had to be very quiet, since there is another office next door and the walls are thin. I did hear her gasp as she came, feeling her pussy clenching around my cock. I let her work those muscles and milk me until I shot my load in her.

Pulling my cock out, SM turned around and kneeled in front of me, licking our combined juices off my dick. She stood back up and we started putting ourselves back together.

"Nice office," SM said. We finished dressing and left for lunch.

A lull in activity...and a rant

2007-08-14T19:26:00.000-06:00

The new job is going quite well (a couple of lovely co-workers whom I'd love to bend over a desk, but I have not and will not dip my pen in the company ink), but there is a lull in the sexual activity since the birthday present from SM and J. I wish I had more to write in that regard.

A quick rant tho. I've been checking out a couple of freebie sites where people post not only their own homemade porn but some pro-am stuff too. A couple of observations.

First, don't tape you and your honey having sex and then post it online without sound. The aural part can be just as hot as the visual. If you're afraid someone's gonna recognize your voice as you encourage your mate to fuck you harder or call them a cumslut, then maybe you shouldn't be posting your sex scene anyway.

Second, if you are going to use sound, puhleeze don't make it a freakin' music video! I ran across one clip where someone used "Eye of the Tiger" from the Rocky movie. Talk about a buzzkill! I shut that clip off in the first five seconds. Natural sound please (even if your female partner is not much of a moaner or screamer)!

Hopefully I'll have something hot with SM soon and can share that with you all.

The big 5-ohhhhhhhh

2007-07-26T20:37:00.000-06:00

I'm actually writing on the eve of my 50th birthday (7/27). Yes, the Shortster has officially hit middle age, AARP card and all. My dear friend Ms. Sexy Duet has already given me a birthday present. She knows what a sucker I am for lingerie. Thank you dearest. Now I wonder if my other female readers might have a special present in mind...

Speaking of women and presents, leave it to my darling Soccer Mom to surprise me a day early. She called me this morning and told me she was on her way over to the house and to plan on being late for work. I figured her birthday gift would include one of her fantastic blow jobs and some seriously hot sex. But I was not prepared for what, or should I say who, she brought with her.

SM's special guest star was J. Yes, the J of this post. I guess SM convinced J that if she and I were ever going to play, then a milestone birthday would be the time.

After I picked my jaw up off the floor, I invited the ladies in. I managed to close the front door and got a long hug from both of them before the oral assault began. And J was in charge of the assault. All SM said was "Happy Birthday, baby. This time, I'm just going to watch."

J is a much different woman these days sexually. She's obviously learned a thing or two from Soccer Mom as well as on her own. She is an excellent kisser and had me aroused in nothing flat. I grabbed J by the hand and led her back to the bedroom while SM followed closely behind.

SM quickly stripped off her top and jeans and sat down in the chair that's next to the bed. All she had on was a cotton thong and I saw a large wet spot on the front. I wasn't wearing much (just a pair of blue jean shorts) so I got undressed and helped undress J in between kisses. She had on a light blue lacy bra and matching thong (I do love blue!!). I started kissing J some more and reached around and unhooked her bra. As I pulled it off of her shoulders I ran a wet trail with my tongue down between her breasts then quickly moved over to her left nipple, taking it into my mouth and sucking hard. J gasped then moaned. I swirled and flicked my tongue over the nipple, then moved across to her right nipple, giving her more of the same. My hand slid down her tummy and inside her thong. The first thing I noticed was that J was completely shaven (the other time we tried having sex, she still had pubic hair). Secondly, she was soaking wet. I slipped a finger inside and J moaned even louder.

As I broke our kiss, J pushed me back onto the bed. She wasted no time in taking my cock in her mouth. I think SM may have taught her a thing or two here as well. I had to stop her a couple of times for fear of cumming too soon.

SM got up from the chair long enough to strip off her thong, then walked over and stood behind J. She grabbed J's thong and pulled it off of her, then went and sat down again.

I moved up on the bed and J followed, straddling me. She grabbed my cock and started sliding it up and down over her pussy, slowly at first then quickly. Without warning, she slid my cock inside her and went all the way down. She gasped loudly.

Leaning over, she started kissing me again, but she didn't move on my cock. Instead I flexed my PC muscles and made my cock "dance" inside of her. It's something I've done many times with SM, and J seemed to like it too, responding with a long, low growl.

J then took over, moving her hips back and forth and around, never once raising up from my cock. After a couple of minutes, she moved her legs and squatted on my cock, using my arms to support herself.

She raised up slowly until just my cockhead was inside her, then came down quickly. She did this over and over, the rhythm was never faster or slower. The sensation was delicious, but I wanted more.

As she came down again, letting my cock fill her, I grabbed her hips and started my own rhythm. She was still squatting on my cock, but now I moved her up and down on my shaft at a quick pace. It wasn't long before she was crying out in pleasure. But I didn't stop. I kept up the pace and her second orgasm quickly followed. I pulled out and told her I wanted to take her from behind. She grabbed a couple of pillows and I moved her over to the side of the bed near where SM was sitting so she had a ringside seat.

J had her third and fourth orgasms while I was fucking her doggy style. SM came shortly after that. I was getting close, so I pulled out and let both ladies take turns sucking me until I came. And J got MY birthday surprise. Then surprised me by swallowing it down. We collapsed in a sweaty pile on the bed. We rested for a few minutes, then I headed for the shower. My shower is barely big enough for one, let alone two or three. But somehow we managed to fit. SM soaped me up while I kissed J and fingered her to another orgasm. Then I did the same for SM while J soaped up and I rinsed off.

Everyone dried off and got dressed. I thanked J and SM for this once in a lifetime present. I wonder if this was enough to convince J to set up some playtime every now and again when she's in town.

Since this is my birthday (and a special one at that), I have my annual list of the blog ladies I'd love to fuck. In no particular order.

Ms. Sexy Duet
Chickpea
My favorite blogger in Houston (you know who you are)
The anonymous one
California Girl of Married in Ohio
Dirty Debbie from Debbie's Dirty Little Diary
Miss Wolfe, the Capitol Sex Addict
Lina
Vanilla Sex Kitten
Slut X (Miss Wolfe's friend)

oh...and number 11 would be, Ronald McDonald's daughter! (Hey, you've got to see this video...)

Overdue, but fun

2007-07-08T19:24:00.000-06:00

Sorry I'm so late in sharing my fun and games with Soccer Mom, but major job changes are coming (good things!!) and I've spent most of the holiday week trying to get things in order.

Monday morning, SM came by the house with one of those familiar pink sacks. Inside were a couple of new bra and panty sets she found while on vacay that she just had to model for me.

I lay back on the bed while she stepped out of her clothes (always something to enjoy!) and put on the first bra and panty. It was kind of cream (champagne?) colored, very lacey and highlighted her assets (and her ass!). The other was a pale blue. Both looked great on her, but looked better laying on the floor next to the bed.

We fell into some passionate kissing and she quickly stripped off the only thing I had on (a pair of blue jean shorts) then started sucking my cock. This was one of our "let's not waste any time" fucks. Soon as she had me hard, she climbed aboard and slid down on my cock. She moved into a squatting position and furiously moved up and down on my cock. It wasn't long before she threw her head back and let out a long, loud moan. I could feel her pussy muscles tighten as she continued to ride me. And folks, I was just along for the ride. She was in full control here and I didn't mind a bit. She came hard and seemed to come again a few moments later.

As we caught our breath, she got up and went back over to the little pink bag. Apparently there was more than just lingerie in there. She pulled out the purple ridged dildo and some anal beads. "I want you to use both of these on me at the same time."

I had an idea. Instead of SM being in her usual doggie position, I had her lay on the floor next to the bed with her back against the side of the bed...kind of an upside down "C". I could stand over her and have access to her pussy and ass.

I lubed up the anal beads and slowly slid them into her ass. Then I pushed the dildo as deep as possible into her pussy. I let her "adjust" to being filled up. I started to move the dildo first...she shuddered as she felt each ridge. I added the beads and built up an alternating rhythm....dildo in as beads came out, beads in and dildo out. SM was loving it and grew more vocal as moved faster. I changed the angle of the dildo slightly and she screamed that it was hitting her g-spot. She warned me that she was "really gonna cum". "Tell me when," I said.

"NOW!!"

I was pushing the dildo into her pussy when I could feel her pussy muscles offer up some major resistance...so I pulled the dildo out.

And SM squirted! Not a lot, but it was a beautiful thing to see.

I pulled the anal beads out as she crumpled on the floor. I can only imagine how the blood rushed to her head while she was in that position.

I kneeled down next to her. A barely audible "wow....thank you babe" came from SM's lips.

I think we've discovered another position that blows SM's mind.

Joy of joys, she's home!

2007-07-01T15:59:00.001-06:00

My darling Soccer Mom has returned from her vacay with the kids. And she was kind enough to leave me a steamy voice mail message on my phone sometime late last night.

"Hi baby, it's me. I know you've missed me. I missed you too. But you were with me every minute of the trip. And I bet you can't guess how. Every night, while (daughter) was in the bathroom getting ready for bedtime, I was in bed, under the covers with that new dildo you bought me (the one she used in this post ). I was thinking how I'd love to have you inside of me instead. It was so difficult to keep quiet though. And one night (daughter) almost caught me in mid-cum. I had to wait until she fell asleep before I went in the bathroom, turned on the shower, and finished. Anyway, I want you to set some time aside for me before work tomorrow, 'cuz I need you."

Don't worry...I'll share all the juicy details.

Also, a major milestone in my life is fast approaching. Late this month, TS will hit the big 5-0. (I'll do a post on the specific day) And I'm hoping for some special presents (photos or videos) from the ladies who read this blog. So if you're willing...I'm waiting.

"Fuck me like a pornstar...."

2007-06-11T11:25:00.000-06:00

It was the day before I left town for a quick (and well deserved) vacay. SM and I hadn't had the chance to see each other in quite awhile and we didn't have much time to enjoy each other's pleasure. As we were in her bedroom getting undressed, she uttered those words half-jokingly. So we decided to play it to the hilt and copy every bad porn movie move (nothing like Tony Comstock's great films, for sure) we could think of.

She took as much of my cock in her mouth as she could, to the point of gagging with me grabbing her hair and forcing her head down on to my cock. She'd pull my cock out of her mouth leaving these long strands of saliva. I'd take my cock in my hand and slap it around her cheeks and mouth. She did quite well with the fake moaning and the "oh yeah baby". She got in the doggie position and I spread her cheeks wide so that her pussy was gaping. I'd push in and pull out, so the gape was more prominent. Then the relentless pounding with more fake moans and stuff. Finally the facial with lots of over-acted groans from me. I swear, this was an AVN award-winning "performance"...except when we collapsed on the bed together at the end it was in fits of laughter.

Despite the acting jobs we were both doing, the sex was positively wonderful as always. Now I return to being a sexual hermit until SM and the kids get back from their vacay.

I want...

2007-05-25T07:25:00.000-06:00

I want to take you away from all of the stress and the madness and the crap that's going on in both our lives. Even if it's just for an hour or two.

I want to hold you close...wrap my arms around you and pull you tightly to me. And not let go.

I want to look in your eyes and see the want and need and know that I am the one you've been waiting to be with.

I want to kiss you. Gently at first, then deeply and hungrily with tongues exploring each other's mouths.

I want to touch you. You tell me you love my touch. Let me show you. Let my fingers touch your face, let my hands trace a path all over your body.

I want to undress you. Slowly. I want to see every piece of your clothing fall to the floor. You standing in that lacy bra and panty set that I bought for you shortly after we met. You've worn it many times since and it always turns me on to see you in it.

I want to kiss you on the neck. On the shoulder. On all of those sensitive places that make you shiver.

I want to unhook your bra. Pull it away from your body. I want to see your beautiful breasts. I want to watch your nipples growing harder in anticipation.

I want to kiss and suck on those nipples. Swirl my tongue around them. Pull them with my lips.

I want to slide my hand down the front of your panties. I want to feel the wetness on my fingers. I want to slide one...no, two fingers into your pussy. I want to hear you shudder when my fingers go deep inside you. I want to hear you moan as my thumb rubs over your clit.

I want you to undress me. I want you to cover me with kisses and licks as you pull off my shirt and pull down my pants. I want you to squeeze my hard cock in your hand through my briefs.

I want you to take off my briefs and stick my cock in your mouth. I want you to do all the things with your mouth that you've wanted to do. I want you to lick, suck, nibble, slide your tongue in my pee hole. I want you to make my cock wet and stroke it while your mouth teases and torments me. I want you to bring me close to cumming with your mouth and hands...but stop short.

I want you to stand up so we can walk over to the bed. I want you to lay down and tell me what it is you want me to do to you. I want you to be vocal and I don't care who hears.

I want to slide in between your legs, kissing my way up from your feet to the tops of your thighs. I want to use my fingers to spread those pussy lips open and see just how wet you've become.

I want to take my mouth and tongue and work my magic on that wet pussy. I want to hear every sigh, moan, groan and scream as I make you cum...and make you cum again. I want you to tell me that you want my cock inside of you.

I want to slide up and have you feel the head of my cock pushing against your pussy lips. I want you to reach down and slide the head up and down over your pussy, then guide me inside of you.
I want to start gently at first, letting you feel every inch of me inside. I want to pick up the pace and slam my cock deep into you...hearing you moan and squeal and respond to every sensation.

I want you to tell me to fuck you...to fuck you hard...that it's all you've thought about all day. I want you to tell me when you're ready to cum so I can fuck you even harder...just the way you like it.

I want to take you from behind. I want to grab your beautiful ass with my hands and pull your cheeks apart, exposing your pussy and asshole to me. I want to put my cock in your ass...but not just yet.

I want to have you feel me as I slowly slide into your pussy from behind. I want you to tell me how it feels. I want to fuck you hard again. I want to pull your hair and stick a finger in your ass as I fuck you deeply.

I want to keep my cock inside all the way while I reach for the lube and pour it on your tight little asshole. I want to push a finger inside to lube you up and get you ready for what you've asked me for.

I want to guide my cockhead and slowly push it into your ass. I want to be all the way inside you and flex my muscles so my cock dances in your ass.

I want to fuck your ass so slowly that the sensation makes you crazy. I want to feel my orgasm building and building.

I want to pull out of your ass and have you turn around and sit on the edge of the bed. I want you to stroke my cock and make me cum, spilling my load all over you.

I want to collapse on the bed next to you and rest so we can do it all over again.

I want....do you?

Teacher, teacher, can you teach me?

2007-05-16T19:38:00.000-06:00

It's been a long-standing fantasy of mine to help a young woman (over 18) discover the joys of sex...being a teacher if you will. Teaching her things that no one her age would be willing to do. I always figured it would remain a fantasy.

But there is a chance...a very slight chance...that this fantasy could come true.

That's all I'm saying right now. I may have more to say in the days ahead.

SM has been hella busy (and so have I) with life in general, so I've been celebration National Masturbation Month in a major way. And there have been a few female bloggers that have unknowingly been my masturbation fodder. (Or maybe you do know....)

Crazy from the heat...

2007-05-07T19:00:00.000-06:00

...and it's not even summer yet.

These days, my libido is like a roller coaster at Six Flags. During the winter months it's on the downward slide. But come spring and summer I'm hornier than a bunny rabbit. I had to visit one of our local gentleman's clubs last Friday just so I could look at some female flesh up close and personal. There was a little touchy feely on occasion depending on who danced for me. But I still had to rub one out when I got home.

"So what about Soccer Mom?" you may be asking. If I could make a booty call with that lady everyday I'm sure I wouldn't be writing this. But her schedule and mine simply don't allow for that.

I'm not sure what I'm looking for, really. Do I need another playmate? Perhaps. Like John Mellencamp said long ago, "I need a lover who won't drive me crazy. Someone to thrill me and then go away." The trouble is, I just can't go out and look for someone. And I've tried (and failed) with sites like Adult Friend Finder. And frankly, Rosie and her five sisters are growing tired.

OK all you fellow horny bloggers out there. What's the Shortster gotta do?

Careful, they may be watching...

2007-04-29T20:37:00.000-06:00

Gotta love Soccer Mom. Saturday she found a new way to drive me crazy.

It was around 10:30. I was just leaving my massage therapist's office when my cell rang. It was SM. She was at a park on the other side of town being, well, a Soccer Mom. More of a Sports Mom actually. Her son was playing baseball and like a good supportive mother, she was there to cheer him on. Sort of. She was actually in the Soccer Mom Mobile with her shorts and panties around her ankles rubbing one out. And she decided to call me with the, um, play-by-play.

"Remember the last time you took me to (local adult video/toy store) and we bought that purple jelly dildo with all of the ridges?"

"Yeah..."

"I'm sliding it up and down my pussy lips right now. And I'm very wet."

Needless to say that image was quickly burned into my mind. And it made my cock jump in my jeans.

She drew in a breath. "Oooh...there goes the head."

I found an empty parking lot and stopped the car. I cradled the cell phone against my ear with my shoulder so my hands were free. My zipper went down and my cock came out. It was a little tough to pull out of my jeans since it was starting to get very hard.

SM shuddered. "First ridge"

"Slow down babe," I said. "I'm joining in." I started stroking and kept an eye on my surroundings, making sure that another car didn't pull in to the lot.

"Can't....feels too good....second ridge".

By this point I estimated half of that dildo was inside SM.

"Mmmmmm...third ridge. God this feels good."

I wondered if she was even aware of her surroundings. Or if she simply threw caution to the wind and decided to let anyone watch if they happened to be walking past her van.

"One more ridge....oh, shit..."

"Did someone see you?"

"No....I just haven't pushed this dildo in up to the fourth ridge. I am so filled up right now. Just like I feel when you're inside me."

"Mmmmm...good. Now I want you to pull it out as slowly as you pushed it in. Tell me when each ridge is coming out."

She did just that. And moaned with every ridge.

"You know how you like to lick the pre-cum from my pee hole? I wish you were here to do that right now."

That triggered something in SM. She pushed the dildo back in...all the way to the fourth ridge. And cried out when she did. I hoped that no one was near the van to hear her. (OK, maybe in a small way I hoped there was someone hearing her get off. But I wasn't going to tell her that.)

After that, all I could do was listen as she started to fuck the dildo for all it was worth.

"Oh (TS), damn babe...so hot....so fuckin' hot."

And she shuddered and moaned as the first orgasm racked her body. Followed quickly by a second.

As for me, I was stroking my cock as fast as I could for two reasons...it felt really good and I sure as hell didn't want a cop pulling in and busting me for public lewdness.

My breathing was starting to get heavy, and SM knew I was nearing the point of no return.

"C'mon baby. That's it. Cum for me."

Hearing her say that phrase is almost Pavlovian to me. Within moments of those words I cried out and squirted my cum into my hand. And she came once more.

There we sat, in parking lots on opposite sides of town, heads spinning.

"Wow...I needed that. What a week it's been. Thank you baby."

"No, (SM), thank you. Love ya babe. Talk to you soon."

I hung up, grabbed a towel that I keep under the front seat and wiped the cum off my hand. I would have rather that cum gone on or in SM instead. I put myself back together and left the parking lot.

And sharing this latest adventure has made me aroused again....what a shame there isn't a lovely lady around to share this with...

Slow ride....take it easy...

2007-04-22T14:16:00.000-06:00

Words to live by from a classic 70's hard rock song. SM and I spent some time together after lunch Thursday...most of it with my cock buried deep in her ass. We've enjoyed anal sex together for a long time. But I wish I could figure out what it was that made things extra hot on Thursday.

Perhaps part of it was just being in her ass and using my PC muscles to make my cock "dance". I may have done it before, I may not have. But SM was semi-doggy as I knelt over her. I'd flex the PC muscles as I pushed in and again as I pulled out. She told me that the cock dance was sending shock waves through her, ending at her clit. (I'm sure the nerve endings inside her ass were on fire as well). The topper though was moving ever so slowly in and out....in and out. (Ladies, if you have an anal toy you love to use, SM suggests this very slow stroke...she says it was like slow motion and deliciouly intense.)

I lost track of how many times she had these shuddering, quivering, leg shaking orgasms. The last and best one left her collapsed in a sweaty, shaking mass on her bed. And I hadn't cum yet.

So I pulled the condom off my cock and grabbed the lube from the nightstand. When my cock was all nice and slippery, SM sat on the edge of the bed and started using a handjob technique I call "over and over". Simply put, one hand wrapped around the cock starts at the base and moves up the shaft towards the head. It's followed by the other hand and it's done over and over...no downward strokes, all upward strokes. The technique never fails to lead to a very intense orgasm for me and my cum all over SM's boobs, tummy and sometimes face and hair if she has my cock angled the right way. I'm curious to know if any of my female (or male) readers have a handjob technique that never fails. I'll be sure and share it with SM.

The vampire shift also ended on Friday (yay!) which means no more daytime playtime (boo!). But I can always find a way around that.

On a less sexy note, you might notice a change in the blog. I finally succumbed to Blogger and did a little makeover. That also means I'm finally updating the list of blogs on the side. Something I said I'd do awhile back but didn't have the motivation for until now. If you'd like me to add yours, leave a comment and I'll check out your blog.

Back in the Saddle and Asleep at the Wheel

2007-04-11T10:47:00.000-06:00

Sorry for the Country & Western tone of the title (for my foreign readers, Asleep at the Wheel is the name of a very popular Texas band that plays western swing. And I know the lady who is boinking the lead singer...wish she'd boink me!) but it sums up what's going on here in Torn Shorts Land.

Life seemed to overwhelm the desire and will to update. Besides that, there was spring break and SM was out of town with her kiddoes. Which left me with little to say and even less to do other than rub out a few on my own thinking nasty thoughts about some of my favorite female bloggers (and you know who you are...).

Work has also taken another strange twist. I'm back on the graveyard shift, if only temporarily, while the powers that be find a replacement. I think my sleep deprived life will last about two more weeks.

I did travel to Houston for my annual car racing weekend. The rain on Saturday kinda screwed things up though.

It's good to be back. And I'm hoping with this vampire schedule (yeah, it sucks) that I can get in some quality fuck time with SM. And you'll hear all about it.

Blew Monday and Back to One

2007-03-05T22:28:00.000-07:00

It had to happen.

Soccer Mom wanted to hear all about my cup of coffee with J. I asked her if J hadn't already filled her in on what we'd talked about. She said that yes, J had called her right after I left, but she wanted my side of the story.

So I stopped by her house this morning after she'd taken the kiddoes to school and filled her in on my little meeting.

While she sucked my cock.

God, I'd love to start every week like this.

I know I've talked about SM's blow jobs before in this blog. The things she does with her mouth and her hand always leave me breathless.

Telling SM about coffee with J didn't last very long. Not with what she doing to me.

As I got closer to the point of no return, SM started jerking my cock at lightning speed. And the end result was a facial that would have made any porn director proud. Hell there was even a strand or two in SM's hair. (It helped that I hadn't jerked off since last Wednesday...that way there was a nice big load)

On my way to work, I decided to take a chance and call A at work, seeing as I hadn't been in touch with her since October. But A wasn't at work. The person who answered the phone told me she left the company in December. So I tried her cell. Disconnected. Kind of hurts that she didn't call to say goodbye, but I guess she had her reasons. We did have fun while it lasted.

However, after this morning's hot time with SM, I won't be missing A that much. In all honesty I think I'm better off with just one extracurricular activity.

Friendship and nothing more...

2007-03-01T20:40:00.000-07:00

That's what it boils down to with J.

Let me back up for a moment. Before I met J for coffee yesterday, I called SM. She knew it all...where J was living, what she was doing, and that she planned to meet me for coffee.

"And do you also know how things are going to turn out?" I asked SM sarcastically.

"No. But no matter how it turns out you know I'll still be your best friend and lover."

How could I argue with that?

That eased my mind as I met J. And life for J after Asshole Hubby is good. Very good. And J looks even better than she did before.

She and her son live in Northern California now. The company she works for has an office in El Paso and she comes to town once or twice a month.

After we got our coffee and found a table, I asked J why she waited until now to contact me, considering she'd apparently been in constant contact with SM.

"I wasn't sure how you would react. I've changed a lot and life is much better now. But even though I come back here for business, I don't want to pick up where we left off."

"I wasn't going to bring that up, " I replied. (OK, a little disappointed but also a little relieved) "I was surprised to hear from you first of all. I'm very glad you're doing well. I am a little pissed that (SM) hadn't told me anything about you and how your life was."

"I asked her not to. I wanted to tell you myself."

She told me that she wasn't really dating but that she was hanging out with a group of people, married and single, men and women, from her office. J added that dating was difficult because of the constant travel, but that she had plenty of toys to take care of the "itch".

I looked at my watch and realized I was going to be late for work. I told J that it was good to see her and made her promise to stay in touch, if for nothing more than just knowing she's OK. She even offered to meet SM and I for dinner once in awhile. I gave her a big hug and left.

So J's out of the picture as far as a play buddy goes. Which, truthfully, is fine. SM (and hopefully A) will be more than enough.

Coffee with J...

2007-02-27T20:24:00.000-07:00

tomorrow morning. She called today and I agreed to meet her. We'll see what happens. Thanks to those of you who wrote in. I'll share the details tomorrow...

Things may be getting complicated...

2007-02-20T22:39:00.000-07:00

This Tuesday felt more like a Monday. I overslept, nearly slipped and fell in the shower in my haste to get ready for the day, and then almost backed over a pedestrian who just happened to be walking behind me in my driveway. Luckily, I didn't get a speeding ticket as I roared down the freeway to work.

Things calmed down a little once I got to the office. Around 10:30 or so, my cell rings. I didn't recognize the number, so I let it go to voice mail. After lunch, I realized I hadn't checked the VM. So I dial it up. "One new message."

It was J.

For those of you who are longtime readers of the blog, you'll remember her. A dear friend of SM who I dallied with briefly while she was in the process of leaving her no-good hubby. Things came to a halt once the divorce was final...she and I had agreed that in her fragile emotional state at that time it would be best to stay out of bed. That was late summer of 2005. (Check the archives to catch up if you'd like...start in Jan. 2005)

Now here it is nearly spring of 2007. And out of the blue, she calls me and wants to get together for coffee on her next visit back to El Paso (pretty soon I guess...she wasn't specific). Her voice sounded confident and strong. In her message she says that after the big D she left town with her son to start a new life. She's been doing well for herself and apparently travels back and forth between here and her new home on business.

I haven't called her back...yet. Here's why.

While SM and I are not seeing each other on a regular basis, I still feel like she's the one FWB I can count on, rain or shine. On the other hand, SM introduced me to J. I haven't talked to SM yet to see what she knows about J. Of course, I've never asked her and she's never volunteered any information. For all I know, they've stayed in touch. And lets not forget that A is still hanging around, even though we haven't seen each other since last October.

So, dear blog readers from across the country and around the globe...what should I do? Shall I accept J's invite? It could be nothing more than a "hey, how ya been, let's catch up" cup of coffee. Or she may be looking to resume the fun and games on her visits to my little corner of the world.

Respond quickly please. I don't want to keep J waiting for an answer.

Calling Baton Rouge...

2007-02-17T20:15:00.000-07:00

Actually, no. But I thought that would be a cool title. I'm back in Texas, having left Louisiana on Friday. But not before a return visit by C.

I wrapped up work Thursday night and joined my co-workers for some drinks and live music at a bar they like to frequent. We partied for a couple of hours before I said my good-byes and headed back to the hotel.

When I got into the room, the message light was flashing on the phone. I wondered who would have called me since everyone important has my cell number. But I was pleasantly surprised to find that C called and left a voice mail. She wanted to know if we could meet for another jack and jill-off (she didn't say that in so many words, but I caught her meaning). She had called around 9, and here it was almost 1 in the morning, so I hoped she was still awake. She was.

C got to the room quicker than I thought (I wonder if she was actually in the hotel hiding out in the office). She gave me a big hug and boldly gave my crotch a quick squeeze. She giggled and went straight to the couch. This time she was in a pair of skin-tight jeans and tank top without a bra. And she wasted no time in getting out of her clothes. Apparently she also left her panties at home too.

"What, is it wash day again?" I teased.

C's pussy was bare and I could tell she was already very aroused. Her inner pussy lips were open like a flower around her outer lips.

I hurried to get out of my clothes. C was already running a finger around her nipples as I undressed. Obviously she was also feeling a little bolder than during our first meeting.

"C'mon baby let's see that hard cock."

Well if she was going to be bolder, then so would I. I walked over to the couch and stood in front of her. I spit in my hand and started to stroke my cock. Her eyes were locked onto my hardness.

C reached over and grabbed her purse. "Let me introduce you to my friend Bob," she said, and pulled out a baby blue colored vibe.

"Ah yes, Bob...the battery operated boyfriend," I replied. I continued stroking my cock as C ran the head of the vibe over her pussy lips. She turned it on and shuddered as the tip of the vibe hit her clit.

"I haven't stopped thinking about Sunday," she said. "That was so hot and so fun. I'm glad you called."

"So am I," I said.

Just as before, there wasn't a lot of talk. Just two horny people playing with themselves. I was glad I had had a couple of drinks at the bar. That kept me from cumming too soon and ending the "show". Even so, pre-cum was leaking from the tip of my cock.

C was pushing the vibe deep into her pussy. She much more vocal this time and I'm guessing that she felt more comfortable being with me. While I enjoy a woman who is vocal, in the back of my mind I was a little concerned about how vocal she was, especially because hotel walls are notoriously not soundproof.

It wasn't long before her hips rose off the couch and she rapidly moved the vibe in and out of her wet pussy. She came with an intensity that I hadn't seen the last time. And this time she wasn't stopping. Her second orgasm came moments later.

She was breathing heavily when she told me "cum....on....me.....please....cum...on....me."

She kept fucking her pussy with her vibe as I moved closer. I was literally standing over her, my legs open outside of hers when that old familiar feeling hit me. The first blast landed between her breasts, while the others created a hot, sticky trail down her body to her tummy. She used her free hand to rub my cum into her skin while the other hand worked the vibe, sending her into one more orgasm.

I moved back, collapsing on the bed. I'm sure the room was spinning as much for her as it was for me. C slowly pulled the vibe out of pussy and turned it off. She reached down with her fingers and found one little dollop of my cum just above her pussy. She took it and rubbed it into her wet pussy, then took her fingers with our mixed juice and put them in her mouth, savoring our flavors.

I watched C as she got dressed. This time, I stayed undressed. As we got to the door, she did something I wasn't expecting. She kissed me. Deeply. And then she was gone.

As I left the hotel for the airport later that morning, I said a silent goodbye to a very sexy young lady. And I secretly hoped that we'd meet again.

On another note, I hope all of my fellow bloggers had a fantastic Valentine's Day. I need to do some serious house cleaning on the bloggers who I check out...I've run across many new ones that I want to introduce you to. Hopefully in the next few days.

TMI time

2007-02-11T23:11:00.000-07:00

Well everyone else has done it, guess I might as well join in...

P.S. Try not to faint since you're finding two posts in one day...

1. HAVE YOU GOTTEN LAID IN 2007? Yes

2. EVER HAD SEX IN A PUBLIC PLACE? Yes

3. EVER LAUGH DURING SEX? No

4. EVER CRY DURING SEX? No

5. DO YOU LIKE TO CUDDLE AFTER SEX? Depends on my partner.

6. EVER REGRET SEX WITH SOMEONE? Yes. A friend of mine's fiancee had the hots for me. I should have resisted, but I didn't. I think she spilled the beans before the wedding. Our friendship went out the window from that point.

7. EVER FAKED AN ORGASM? Kind of hard (pardon the pun) for guys to fake it.

8. DIRTY TALK, OR SHUT THE FUCK UP? Love talking dirty and hearing it from the lady.

9. EVER HAVE UNPROTECTED SEX? Not since my college days.

10. EVER MASTURBATE TO YOUR FRIEND'S SIGNIFICANT OTHER? No

11. EVER HAVE A ONE NIGHT STAND? Just once.

12. EVER HAVE A THREESOME? Yes (mfm). Felt like the third wheel...very awkward. The other kind (mff)...yes, and not awkward at all.

13. EVER WATCH PORN DURING SEX? Depends on the partner.

14. EVER THOUGHT OF SOMEONE ELSE DURING SEX? Yes. (see #16)

15. HAS THE CONDOM EVER BROKE? No, thank God.

16. WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASSING SEXUAL EXPERIENCE? Making love to an old college girlfriend while thinking of the girl I'd just broken up with. I called out the ex's name when I came.

17. HOW OLD WERE YOU WHEN YOU LOST YOUR VIRGINITY? 19

18. WHO WOULD YOU LIKE TO HAVE SEX WITH RIGHT NOW? Soccer Mom or A... either one of them for starters.

19. DO YOU THINK THAT NUMBER 18 IS POSSIBLE? Considering I'm hundreds of miles away from them, no.

20. ARE YOU HORNY NOW? Very

21. HOW MANY SEXUAL PARTNERS? At one time? In a lifetime? I prefer one at a time, thank you. As for lifetime, 15.

22. DO YOU LIKE SEX IN THE CAR? Yes

23. DO YOU STILL TALK TO THE PERSON YOU LOST VIRGINITY TO? Yes

24. EVER HAVE SEX WITH A RELATIVE/FRIEND'S SIGNIFICANT OTHER? No

25. EVER BEEN WITH A CHEATER? Yes

26. TOYS, GOOD OR BAD? VERY good.

27. LINGERIE? Love to buy for the ladies in my life and love it when they wear it.

28. EVER SLEEP WITH A CO-WORKER? No

WHERE HAVE YOU HAD SEX?
( )park
( )church
( )cemetery
( )beach
( )boat
(x)school
(x)parent's bed
(x)your bed
(x)car
( )picnic table
( )kitchen counter
(x)couch/chair
(x)dining room/kitchen table
(x)woods (actually more like outdoors during a rafting trip
( )hood of a car
(x)bathroom
(x)shower
(x)the other person's bed
(x)porch/deck/balcony
(x)in a house with parents home
( )at a party
( )on top of the washer/dryer
( )with other people in the room
(x)hotel
( )concert
( )grandparent's house
( )field
( )bleachers

One on One? Sort of...

2007-02-11T19:21:00.000-07:00

On the road in Louisiana to help out a fellow group in our company. Checked into the hotel this afternoon and struck up a conversation with the young lady at the desk about if there were any decent Cajun restaurants near the hotel. She was African-American and a little on the chunky side. I guessed that she might be a student at the local university working to help pay the bills.

While she was doing the paperwork on the room, I noticed that she had on a rather fancy black and white bra under her standard white blouse.

I'm always a little afraid to make a comment that might be taken as inappropriate. But I figured I had nothing to lose (except maybe my reservation) and complimented her on her choice of lingerie.

Even with her clear milk chocolate skin I detected a little blush. She thanked me and then she said "And I match."

I continued the flirt. "And I bet the bottoms are just as sexy as the top looks."

Then she said something that took me by surprise. "Would you like to see them?" And gave me the biggest smile.

I smiled right back. At this point I was grateful there was no one else at the counter, let alone near us in the lobby. She handed me the paperwork to sign and my key.

"I'd love to, if you're willing to show me."

"I get off work in about two hours. Would you like me to check on you then to make sure that your room is satisfactory?"

I smiled again. "I'd like that. I'll see you then."

Just about two hours later, there was a knock at my door. I opened it and there stood C, the young lady from the front desk.

"I just wanted to check to see if everything was fine with your room. May I come in?"

"Of course," I told her. I addition to her white blouse (and that sexy bra) she had on black slacks and black shoes with a low heel.

She went over and sat down on the small couch (about the size of a love seat) and I sat on the edge of the bed.

"First, thank you again for your nice compliment," C said. "I usually don't wear something like that underneath my blouse to work, but I haven't done laundry this weekend."

I chuckled and said, "So you must be a student at (school)."

She said yes, then let out a loud breath.

"You seem so nice," C said. "I've never done something like this before."

"I tell you what, C. If you'd rather not go any farther, I understand. I'm just pleasantly surprised that you decided to flirt with an old man like me."

"Well, I did offer to show you the bottoms. I can do that. And I'll show you the top better too."

I stayed on the bed while C stood up and slowly unbuttoned her blouse. She pulled it out of the waistband of her slacks and set it next to her on the sofa. The bra was very pretty...very lacy and lots of intricate detail. C unbuttoned and unzipped her slacks and let them fall to her ankles. She had on matching boy shorts, just as pretty as the bra.

"Very nice, C." I saw her blush again. She stepped out of her slacks, picked them up and set them with her blouse on the sofa. Then she sat back down and took off her shoes. I noticed she was looking at the crotch of my jeans, which had a noticible bulge. "That looks nice too," she said.

"Would you like to see?" C nodded.

I stood up and pulled my knit shirt over my head, setting it on the bed. I unbuckled the belt on my jeans and unbuttoned them, letting them fall to the floor. I left the briefs on and sat back down on the bed. I rubbed my hand over the bulge, squeezing it every so often. And I noticed C was rubbing the front of her panties too.

I pulled the waistband of my briefs down to let my cock escape a little. I heard C take a deep breath in. Her eyes were locked on to my crotch as my cock grew larger, pushing the waistband of the briefs down more. I lifted my hips up and pulled the briefs all the way off. C had one hand moving back and forth squeezing her breasts through her bra while her other hand continued to rub the front of her panties.

I started to stroke my cock for C. As I did, her hand on her crotch went from outside the panties to down inside. I think she had two fingers working her pussy, but I knew she was wet...I could hear how wet she was.

There was pre-cum seeping from the tip of my cock, so I rubbed it into the head. As I did, C let out a little moan. Her fingers were moving a little faster, so I tried to match my rhythm with hers.

The only sounds in the room were our breathing, growing heavier by the moment, and her fingers moving in and out of her cunt. It wasn't much longer before C let out a long "mmmmmmmm" and her hips raised off of the sofa. My orgasm came moments later, as I shot my load all over my stomach.

We sat there catching our breath and C pulled her fingers out of her panties and brought them to her mouth, licking her juices off. I went into the bathroom and grabbed a wet washcloth to clean myself up. I came out to find her getting dressed. "I'm sorry, but I shouldn't have stayed so long. I really have to go."

I slipped my jeans back on and walked her to the door. She gave me a hug. And that was the closest we'd been to one another the whole time. "That was nice," C said. "I enjoyed meeting you."

"So did I."

And with that she was gone.

I don't know if I'll see her again while I'm here (I head back to Texas Friday). But it was a very cool way to start my visit to Bayou country.

If We Did It...the Cum-clusion

2007-02-05T19:08:00.000-07:00

As I move up to lay beside you, rest is apparently the last thing on your mind. You rise up and push me on my back, straddling my midsection with my hard cock trapped between the outer lips of your pussy. You slowly slide back and forth over it, teasing your clit with my hardness.
You raise up and, holding my cock with your right hand, slowly guide it into your tight, wet cunt.

You draw a breath in loudly as you feel inch after inch of me going deeper and deeper into your pussy. Finally, I'm all the way inside of you. We look into each other's eyes as you begin to slowly grind back and forth on my cock. God, you feel delicious! Then you rise up and instead of straddling me, you're squatting over my cock. Instead of grinding, you're sliding up and down, changing the tempo and rhythm of our fucking. First, a slow, almost painfully slow up and down. Then slow up and hard down. Your hands on my chest as you rotate your hips with my cock inside of you. The movements and your rapid breathing are making my head spin.

Quickly you change from squatting to straddling me, and the grinding begins again. I reach up and pinch your hard nipples, making you cry out in pleasure. You switch again, still straddling me but now you're moving rapidly up and down on my cock. Our bodies slapping together. Suddenly it's one....then another...and then a third orgasm hitting you. I watch the expressions on your face....your eyes rolling back in your head...your mouth open, but not a sound comes out. One more hard movement down on my cock to bury it deep inside your cunt and I feel your pussy muscles contracting around the shaft. "Cumming....yesss....cuuuummmiiinggg!" I push down on your hips as if I can make my cock go deeper into your spasming pussy.

I don't give you a chance to catch your breath. Bringing you close to me, I roll over and move up on top of you, my cock still inside your pussy. And I don't intend on being gentle...this will be a hard relentless fuck where the only goal is to make us both cum intensely.

I move in and out, pounding my cock deep, deep, as deep as you let me. Mmmmm...babe I love fucking you this way. Another wave of orgasms hit you. "Let me taste you," you cry out.

I move up and straddle your chest. You move your head up and take my cockhead into your mouth, sucking deeply. Your oral talent is getting the best of me and I warn you that I'm about to cum.

Ignoring my warning, you suck harder on my cock. The first jet of warm cum goes quickly down your throat, followed by another and another. I cry out in pleasure as I fill your mouth...and you don't let up on the sucking. It's so intense that I have to pull away. A small dribble of cum seeps from my cock and lands on your chin. I take a finger and scoop it up into your open mouth, then watch as you swallow every last drop.

"Now, put it back in my pussy," you order me. "And make me cum again."

I move back into position and slide my cock covered with our mingling juices back into your pussy. This time, I move in short, quick strokes, my cockhead peeking out from between your pussy lips as I pull back. I can tell by your breathing you're close to another orgasm. So the pace of the strokes changes to hard, deep and fast. That's all it takes to bring you to another wave of pleasure. I collapse on top of you as your orgasm subsides.

The room smells of sweat and sex. We lie on the bed, holding each other close, bathed in the lights of the Las Vegas strip through the sheer drapes over the window. And together, we fall into a blissful sleep, knowing that when we wake, the pleasure will begin again.

New Year, Old Fuck

2007-01-25T20:58:00.000-07:00

The start of 2007 has been a little barren in the sexual department. So to cheer myself up, I phoned up Soccer Mom this morning. She was in the SM Mobile hauling her kiddos to school. And bless her heart, she was more than willing to come by my place after she left the kids to suck and fuck me senseless before I headed off to work.

It has been quite awhile since my darling SM and I have teamed up for a little of the horizontal mambo. But we fell into our comfortable rhythm, knowing just what the other needed to please and be pleased.

I also introduced SM to a new little friend. A butt plug. Not for her, but for me.

I've discovered I like having my ass played with. And I love having my ass fucked with the plug while having my cock sucked. Something that SM was more than happy to do.

We started out with that, then progressed to some pussy eating and fucking both of her holes, then returned to the cock sucking/ass play for me. I shot a nice big load all over her face, neck and boobs. She seemed very pleased with the results and is looking forward to more experimenting.

And so am I.

I'm going to finish the "If We Did It" tale over the next few days, life permitting. I've had a couple of emails urging me to wrap things up (what, are we just a little impatient out there in blogland?). So stay tuned...things will be getting steamy again.

If We Did It, Part 3

2007-01-21T16:57:00.000-07:00

Still smiling at you, I make a beeline for your pussy. Starting at the very bottom, I slide my tongue slowly up your slit, sending a shiver through you. As I reach the top, I spread your outer lips open with my fingers and wrap my lips around your hard little clit. Pulling it between my lips, I hum for a moment, causing your hips to rise off the bed and your legs to tighten around my head. Another shudder escapes from your lips. I stop humming and your hips return to the bed. I beging to swirl my tongue up and down and back and forth over your clit, moving down every so often to suck your pussy lips into my mouth. You're getting wetter by the moment and you aren't afraid to tell me that...or how you want me to keep eating your pussy until you cum.

Continuing, I alternate between sucking your clit into my mouth and humming, and quickly sliding my tongue over it. The constant attention to your pussy has you squirming on the bed, your breath is growing shallow, and your whimpers and cries of pleasure fill the air. I grab your hips to hold on to you as I begin another attack on your center of pleasure. As I do, I feel your body stiffen and your hips rising...a long low moan followed by "yes, yes, yes". My mouth and chin are suddenly awash in your juices as you cum for me.

I give you only a moments rest as I keep up the oral pleasure. It's not long before another orgasm shakes you to your core. "Please, don't stop," you tell me. Believe me, I won't until I've worn you out.

This time, along with my lips and tongue, I slide a finger inside your wet heat. Curling it upwards to find the g-spot. I time my finger motions with my licking and sucking. Again, your cries of pleasure fill the room. I could care less if anyone in the rooms on either side of us can hear you. I am consumed with pleasing you.

The combination of finger and tongue bring you to yet another orgasm...one so intense that you push my head away from your pussy. I decide to give you a chance to catch your breath, and move up on the bed to lay next to you and hold you close.

Happy, healthy, horny

2006-12-28T21:10:00.000-07:00

That's what I hope 2007 will be for all of you who check out this corner of the blog universe. I'm hoping the same for myself.

I must confess that I haven't been in the right frame of mind lately to continue the "If We Did It" story...this blog may not be the right arena to share such a personal fantasy with my lovely anonymous friend.

I must also say I've been very remiss about the "6 weird things" tag I was hit with. Again, just not in the right frame of mind to do that.

I think my last HNT may have crossed my own personal "line". I don't mind showing the goods to you readers, but that "conclusion" has left me feeling a little uncomfortable about any other HNT's. I feel like I don't have anything more to show that the blog world hasn't already seen. So I think I'll stick to the stories and the occasional sharing of fun and games with A, or SM, or any chance encounter that I may luck into.

I wish I could place my finger on why I'm in this funk. For once the libido has not disappeared with the arrival of winter. However with the holidays it's been tough to find time to meet up with A or SM. That may be a part of the problem. I'm hoping that my annual January pilgrimage to Sin City will get me out of this state of....well, whatever it is.

Christmas was nice...a quiet celebration with family and Santa was good to ol' TS this year. New Year's will also be celebrated quietly. I did too much of the partying stuff when I was younger so I'd rather keep it low key.

My best wishes to all of you and my hopes that all of your hopes and dreams come to reality in the year ahead.

HNT: Aroused...The Conclusion

2006-12-20T20:23:00.000-07:00

Sorry for not being on the ball with posting...the holidays, you know. The story will continue in a few days.

As for the pictures...well the last one is here. Hope you enjoy it. You know what they say...Christmas comes but once a year. And so do I...well, maybe more than once a year.

HHNT everyone. And Merry Christmas.

HNT: Aroused a little more...

2006-12-07T08:17:00.000-07:00

Another picture taken while writing the first part of "If We Did It.." I thank those of you who commented on the first picture. Now that you've gotten me hard...what are you going to do with me? Tell me...explicitly...leave it in the comments and I'll respond. Another part of the reveal awaits. HHNT everyone!

On another note...I've been tagged by Always Curious and Sexy Duet on the "Six Weird Things" game. I'm thinking about how to respond and who to tag next. Hopefully tomorrow.

If We Did It... part 2

2006-12-06T21:49:00.000-07:00

I have you sit on the edge of the bed. Kneeling in front of you , I have you lift your butt just enough so I can pull that lacy thong off of your body. You're shaved bare, and your inner pussy lips are peeking out. I want to attack that pussy with my mouth. But not just yet.

I kiss you again, deeply. As I do, I reach around back and unhook your bra. Pulling the straps from your shoulders, you lower your arms slightly and let the bra fall away. Before today, I've only seen your breasts in the photos you've sent me. But seeing them in person they are even more lovely than the pictures could do justice.

I slowly move my mouth from yours. I turn to your left ear, kissing it gently and whispering how much I've waited for this day and how much I want you. Now kissing down your neck, down between your breasts, down to your tummy, stopping just at the top of your pussy.

Cupping your breasts in my hands I slowly run my tongue back and forth across the hardening nipple of your left breast. I can almost feel it growing harder with every flick. I hear you draw your breath in as I move across it. Moving my mouth to your right breast and nipple, I repeat the same motions with my tongue. I continue to stimulate your left nipple with my fingers.

The sensations are so overwhelming that you lie back on the bed. I feel your hands on my head as you run your fingers through my hair while I continue to lick and suck on your nipples. But my need to lick and suck other parts of you is beginning to take hold.

I have you move back all the way on the bed. I start at your left foot...soft kisses and licks slowly up your left leg. From your ankle...to your knee....to your thigh. My mouth traveling up, up, up....and over the top of your pussy. I could feel your body tense...anticipating that first taste of your pussy. Not yet, my love.

I kiss and lick my way around to your right leg and move down to your right foot. As I finish, I look you in the eyes and we exchange knowing smiles.

...to be continued.

HNT: Aroused

2006-11-30T07:14:00.000-07:00

Frankly I'd run out of HNT ideas. But after writing the first part of the story last night, I was more aroused than I had been in days. This is the first in a series of photographs that I took. Want to see more than a peek? Leave a comment and let me know. HHNT, everyone!

If We Did It...

2006-11-29T22:26:00.000-07:00

With apologies to the geniuses who wanted to title OJ's tell-all...aw, hell, screw the apology.

Every January, I'm fortunate enough to spend a few days in Las Vegas during the high tech gadget orgy known as the Consumer Electronics Show. Five days of wandering up and down the aisles of the Convention Center, staring at thousands of different products. But this January, there will be another purpose to my trip.

I'm meeting you. For the first time. Face to face.

I have a somewhat fancy room at a hotel on the Strip. It's not a suite. God knows I can't afford one. But it is a room with a view of all of the lights and hustle and bustle of Las Vegas. And it's where I wait, for someone I know only through this blog and the occasional teasing e-mail exchange. But the tease is over. The wait is over. And for tonight, my mind is not on how much walking I'll be doing during the next few days, or how many products I will get to see.

My mind...and my body...are all yours.

There is a knock at the door. My heart races and I do everything I can to keep from running to the door to open it.

You are standing there, dressed casually in slacks and a sweater. And I wonder what I'm going to find when those clothes are laying on the floor next to the bed. You walk in and we embrace. It's a hug that lingers. A hug that, if we were in public, might get a second glance from passers-by.

Taking my hand, I brush your hair away from your face and stare into your beautiful eyes. I want to spend the next few hours, no, the next few days studying every inch of your face, your body. We hug once again. But this time, we kiss. Not a casual kiss on the cheek or a quick peck on the lips. This kiss is deep and long, with tongues searching...probing...fighting for dominance in a pre-coital dance.

Realizing that the door to the room is still open, I quickly move my leg around and kick the door shut with my foot. I don't even hear it slam shut...I'm too busy being lost in our kiss.

The kiss ends and we walk into the room, sitting next to one another on the small couch near the window. The conversation starts awkwardly...I ask how your flight was and if you had to wait long at the airport to get your luggage. Then I realize you walked in to my room without any bags. "I left them downstairs," you tell me.

"We'll get them later," I reply.

I can sense that, at least for now, conversation isn't high on the list of things we want to do while we're together. The kissing resumes. Now, as the kisses become more passionate, my hands begin to wander. Exploring the body that until now I've seen only in a picture in my email.

God, you're beautiful. I wonder how I was so lucky to have you discover my little place on the internet, and how we have managed to become friends...even though we're separated by hundreds of miles.

I slowly run my fingers up and down your back. You shiver at the feather-soft touch yet you continue to kiss me deeply. Somehow we manage to rise from the couch at the same time. Standing there, holding each other so close. Suddenly, your hands are at the top button of my shirt. You quickly unbutton it, pulling the bottom of it out from my slacks and sliding it off of my shoulders.

I break the kiss just long enough to pull your sweater up and over your head. You are wearing this lacey, cream colored bra that barely contains your beautiful breasts. I start kissing you again as my hands cup your breasts, my thumbs sweeping across the lacy fabric searching for your hardening nipples. My searching draws another shiver and a moan comes from deep inside of you. It vibrates inside of me as we kiss.

Your hands move swiftly to my slacks. You unbuckle the belt and unbutton the slacks, letting gravity do the rest of the work. I stand there, slacks around my ankles. The bulge in my briefs is very noticable, and you give my hardening cock a squeeze. That sends shivers all over my body and draws a moan that vibrates inside of you.

My hands move to your waist. There is no button on your slacks, no snap. I simply grab the waistband and pull them down. You're wearing a lace thong to match your bra, and I quickly slide my fingers down the front to see how wet you're getting, then reaching around back to squeeze your ass.

Now would be a very good time to break the kiss and finish undressing. There is so much I want to do with you, to you and for you. And we have all the time in the world.

...to be continued.

I see you shiver with antici...pation

2006-11-12T19:36:00.000-07:00

(Tuesday update...her visit has been delayed...the anticipation continues...and grows)

The title is a nod to all of my fellow RHPS lovers in blogland.

The week ahead will probably feel like the longest in my life. Because I'm waiting. Anticipating.

If you recall my rant a few posts back, there was a certain someone (female reader) with whom I've developed an on-line relationship. And this coming weekend, we'll finally meet face to face.

We've exchanged photos so we already know what each other looks like (with and without clothes) so that part of the wondering is out of the way. It's more like, what are we going to do when we finally meet face-to-face? Will there be a polite hug and a kiss on the cheek, or will we stand in the doorway and kiss each other deeply for moments on end?

There are many things we've talked about doing together, both in and out of the bedroom. I just hope I don't disappoint her, as I know she is hoping that she doesn't disappoint me. What I do know is that it will be a joy to meet her.

And I can't wait for the weekend to come fast enough.

Belated HNT: Take my hand

2006-11-03T08:12:00.000-07:00

Take my hand.

What will you do with it?

Will you place it yours?

So our fingers intertwine and build a deep connection between us?

Will you place my hand somewhere on your body?

Will you let my hand caress your face? Wipe the tears away that you've cried? Or hold your chin up so I can kiss your lips?

Will you take my hand and lead me on a sensuous journey?

Discovering all of the places on your body where you like to be caressed and touched.

Touching you gently. Firmly. Teasing with my fingertips.

Will my hand cup your beautiful breasts? Or pinch the nipples?

Will my hand slide down your taut stomach? Stopping just above that warm, wet treasure that you so want me to explore?

It's up to you. I give you my hand in friendship and love.

Too much?

2006-10-30T22:30:00.000-07:00

Is it too much to ask of a friend to stay in touch? Especially one who you chat with online on a nearly daily basis, who suddenly disappears from your life without a word of explanation.

Not a "goodbye". Nor a "kiss my ass". Or even a "go fuck yourself, asshole".

It makes me wonder...did I do something wrong? Did jealousy over the people I shag on a not-so-regular basis rear its ugly green-eyed head once too many times?

Perhaps I'm reading too much into this. Maybe they're too busy to respond to an e-mail or an IM. But hell, I'm keeping up my end of the bargain. And they seem to manage to crank out a blog post on a regular basis (much better than I'm doing I'll admit).

It's late, I'm tired and I probably shouldn't even post this.

But it's my blog and I'll rant if I want to.

Ah, Austin....

2006-10-30T19:08:00.000-07:00

Back from Austin and what a wonderful weekend! Good weather, great finds at the Record Convention and a little something extra with my old college GF! While I know a fuck with her is totally out of the question, getting her to get naked for me isn't!

I took S for lunch and she picked up the tab...a little thank you for a project I worked on for her before getting into town. Well I had to return the "thank you". So I took her to a little lingerie place in town called Tabu. They also happen to advertise on Oxygen TV's (Oh!) "Talk Sex with Sue".

I found her a couple of next-to-nothing panties and dared her to go try them on. She wouldn't do it in the store, so I bought them for her and drove back to her house. I told her I'd wait in the den while she went into her bedroom to put them on...but she INSISTED on having me watch. Who was I to deny her?

She slipped out of her jeans and t-shirt and boring briefs and put on a little lacy see-through panty. Instantly my mind (and my cock) were transported back to the Saturday afternoons we spent in her dorm room when her roomie was out of town. As she modeled, I unzipped my jeans and pulled out my swollen cock. I stroked as she watched and suddenly she slipped her hand down the front of the panty and started to finger her pussy. The room was silent except for the sound of our (heavy) breathing. I was already very hot just from knowing that she would be getting naked for me, so it didn't take long before I was ready to burst...and I told her so. She held out her hand just underneath my cock and I carefully dropped my load into her open hand. Then she took a finger from her other hand and dipped into the puddle of cum...and rubbed it on her nipples. I took over painting her nipples with my cum while she slipped her cum covered finger back into her panties and rubbed her clit furiously...she came in a matter of moments. Very cool....and very hot!

Oh and I also found a couple of new clothing items at Tabu for myself. With any luck, a special someone will get to see them up close and personal verrrry soon...

Back Among The Living

2006-10-23T20:41:00.000-06:00

Rejoice! My vampire lifestyle is over! Now to just get the sleep pattern squared away...

I am so looking forward to the weekend. Austin, Texas here I come! I'm headed there to satisfy a couple of cravings...first the Austin Record Convention. It's been over a year since I was there last and I need to satisfy my fix for some collectible CD's.

It's too bad I won't have the time to visit and share a drink or three with two of the lovely ladies of the blog world who call Austin home. I would certainly like to meet them since I really enjoy reading their blogs.

Oh, the other craving? If you're a long time reader of the blog you've met her...S my college GF who I still lust after even though she's married. Hopefully we can have as much fun as we did on my last visit.

I did phone both Soccer Mom and A to see how they're doing and both are hella busy right now. Hopefully I can hook up with one of them for a little Halloween fun.

Talk to ya next week. Behave yourselves. OK, maybe not.

Shopping (and playtime) with A

2006-10-17T10:37:00.000-06:00

Well the work schedule that's been kicking my ass for the last 5 weeks is mercifully about to come to an end. That also means the daytime playtime is also over. Ah, but I have had some fun as you've read here on the blog.

I need to tell you about my shopping trip with A. Don't ask me why she asked me to tag along with her. I guess she sensed that I'm not a typical male who hates to be dragged to the mall while the woman goes through racks and racks of clothes. No, I actually don't mind shopping...especially if the lady doesn't mind a side trip to Victoria's Secret. A didn't object in the least. After she'd hit a couple of stores for blouses and skirts, I grabbed her hand and walked her to VS.

And here's some of what I found for her. I thought all of them really highlighted her cute ass.

The lace boyshorts for starters...

Speaking of lace...I really like the lace-up thong...

And speaking of thongs, she really liked this Pink line thong.

After our little shopping trip and some lunch we headed back to her place. I demanded a fashion show with her newly purchased lingerie. A was more than happy to oblige.

I sat on the edge of her bed and as she tried each new panty on, she moved over to me to allow me a closer look...and a touch...and a caress. By the time she got to the lace up thong (which she saved for last) I could see that the inspection process was getting to her (and me). There was a small wet spot forming on the front of the thong. I knelt down in front of her and slowly pulled the thong off her body, trailing wet kisses on each thigh as I brought it down to her feet. She stepped out of it and sat on the edge of her bed. I brought her close to me and kissed her deeply. The kisses grew more passionate. I kissed her cheek, then the left side of her neck as she let out a long sigh and fell back on the bed.

The shower of kisses and licks continued as I moved down her body, until I finally reached her pussy. She spread her legs and reached down with her fingers to spread her outer pussy lips open. She was definitely wet and I didn't hesitate to move in and taste her. I licked and sucked and swirled my tongue over, around, and up and down her pussy. First one finger, then two as my tongue concentrated on her clit while moving the fingers slowly in and out, pushing deeply on the in-stroke to reach her g-spot. Her sighs and moans turned to cries of pleasure shortly thereafter.

I crawled up onto the bed and on top of A. I didn't let her return the oral favor and she didn't seem to mind. She wrapped her legs around me as I slowly pushed my cock inside her pussy. This time our sex was more like lovemaking than fucking. We both craved the closeness and I moved in and out of her slowly, almost methodically. Two short strokes, then a long one. Short, short, long....short, short, long. We almost came together...she just before I.

After a little rest, she started teasing my cock with a wet finger, running it slowly up and down the underside of my cockhead. It didn't take long to have me hard and ready for more fun. She was sucking my cock almost as slowly and deliberately as we had just made love. Until she said something that I never expected her to say.

"Fuck my ass....please."

She got in the doggy position and started moving that cute butt of hers around to tease me.

As I may have said before, A is a petite little thing. I've fingered her ass before while I've gone down on her, and my pinky is usually the finger I've used. Even then, just the tip of my pinky. Now I don't have a porn star sized cock (far from it), but I was concerned about my dick fitting her in ass. But just as I've done with Soccer Mom, we took our time, used lots of lube, and eventually I had worked most of my cock in her ass. The strokes at first were very slow...even slower than when we fucked. God she was tight. I kept asking her if everything was alright and she told me it was. A reached down and played with her clit, reaching back every one in awhile to fondle my balls.

Her asshole finally relaxed enough to where I could get a rhythm going. Before I knew it, I reached the point of no return. I heard a "pop" as I pulled my cock out of her ass. I pulled the condom off my cock and shot my load down her asscrack. A reached back and rubbed some of my cream into her asshole just before I collapsed on top of her.

We laid there for a few minutes to collect ourselves, then hopped into the shower to clean up. I think we'll be trying out the anal sex again...

Too easy, too fun, no HNT

2006-10-05T11:00:00.000-06:00

Yeah I guess I made last week's HNT a little too easy to guess. Congrats to Rosie, Ms. Sexy Duet and Chickpea for correctly guessing. Now, I've got two things to do. One, figure out which anonymous HNT is Rosie's (I might have an idea, but Rosie dear you have to give me an email address to send my guess) and two, make my travel plans to pay up. At least between 'Pea and Ms. SD I'm gonna have one helluva case of jet lag. And unfortunately no HNT this week. I promise to be back among the half-naked next week.

Oh yeah, my morning fun with A from a couple of weeks back. I wore the black thong, which she loved...she kept rubbing the fabric (and what was growing underneath it) until she finally pulled it down and off. She started to suck my cock as if she was starving and just that alone would have sent me over the edge.

When we finally got into bed, I skipped the oral sex to begin with (hey, I'm not going to pass up a chance to eat a lady's pussy!!) and quickly slid into her dripping wet cunt. One quick hard stroke to bury me deep inside. I think I surprised her with that.

I think I also surprised her with the short hard strokes...barely pulling out then slamming back in deeply. I also introduced her to my dancing cock. It's kind of hard to explain here, let's just say a lot of muscle control is involved...maybe like Kegel exercises, I dunno. Anyway, the first girl I did that with said it felt like my cock was dancing inside of her. A really liked that...in fact I think her first orgasm was a result of the dancing cock.

This time it was really intimate...lots of body to body contact and short thrusts. We came (her just before me) and collapsed in a sweaty pile on the bed. But we weren't there for long...she hopped into the shower and I quickly followed. Unfortunately, A's shower is not constructed like Soccer Mom's, so our shower sex was limited to soapy teases and her sucking my cock again.

We got out and I sat her on the bathroom counter. Her counter is just the perfect height for fucking. I went down on her, slowly teasing her clit with my lips and tongue while slipping a finger up inside, curling it up towards her g-spot. She came quickly, moaning, shuddering and shaking while her pussy muscles tightened around my finger.

Well the finger came out and the cock went back in. A wrapped her legs around my waist and we fucked in a frenzy. The end result took a little longer for me this time (I'm gettin' old, LOL) but another visit to the shower was required to clean up and (kind of) cool down.

I've agreed to go shopping with A tomorrow. I have no idea what we'll be shopping for, but I've already planned a stop for her at Victoria's Secret.

HNT...showing a little more.

2006-09-28T08:59:00.000-06:00

Yeah, I realize I didn't post an HNT last week. But with my weird work schedule, the motivation just wasn't there. But I have one for you this week.

Where is it? Not here.

Instead, check here.

Ladies, think you can figure out which guy is me? The correct answer gets a half hour of uninterrupted pussy licking from me. But you must claim your prize from me within 10 days.

Oh and I haven't forgotten to write about my morning of fun with A. I'll get that to you in a day or two.

HHNT!

I'm clean but I'm soooo dirty...

2006-09-18T14:27:00.000-06:00

Breakfast with Soccer Mom this morning was a welcome and long overdue get-together with my all time favorite fuck buddy. We've known each other for so long that we settle into this familiar, comfortable rhythm when we're in bed together. Except this morning.

We played in the shower. Her idea.

Something about being all slick and soapy and very wet just adds a little extra to that something something. And SM's shower is BIG. We had plenty of room to play.

Her kids were already at school when I dropped by her place. She met me at the door naked and I scooted inside quickly, greeting her with a long kiss...our tongues dancing together. It felt so good to hold her. I let my hands wander down to give her butt a good squeeze.

We broke the kiss and she grabbed my hand, leading me back to her bedroom. She went into the bathroom and started the shower while I took off my clothes. My cock was already getting hard in anticipation of what was ahead.

She got into the shower and I followed. More kissing followed as we moved under the shower stream. She continued to kiss me as her right hand reached down and grabbed my cock. I already had my left hand pinching and pulling on her right nipple.

The coolest thing about SM's shower is this ledge that runs across the width of the back of the shower. It's got enough room for one person to sit down...and for another person to sit on top of that person, if you know what I mean.

She stopped kissing me long enough to grab the soap and, um, clean me up...paying extra special attention to my hard cock. Feeling her soapy hand wrapped around my dick was almost enough to make me cum. But she knows me well enough to sense when I'm close. SM kept bringing me to the brink and stopped just before the big release. God it felt incredible.

She pushed me back under the water to rinse me off, then she told me to sit down on the ledge while she soaped up. Well I wasn't going to totally follow her request. I grabbed the soap from SM and started to lather her. And as she did with me, I made sure to get the naughty bits VERY clean. She rinsed off and I went and sat down.

SM kneeled in front of me and her mouth was on my cock almost before she was on her knees. I love to watch her give me head.

She sucked me off for a few minutes before she got up and told me to stand. I thought the oral sex was going to continue, but she reached out of the shower for a towel. "Are we already done in here?" Iasked.

SM kissed me. "We're just starting baby."

She folded the towel so that we had some padding on the ledge. I sat back down and she straddled me. The towel helped to cushion her knees. Smart lady.

Then SM did something I don't think she's done when she's been on top. Instead of moving up and down on my cock, she moved back and forth. My cock was obviously hitting the right places, judging how she threw her head back and cried out in pleasure. She varied the speed of her hips, moving slow, then fast, then slow again. Suddenly I felt her pussy muscles tighten around my shaft and watched as her eyes rolled back into her head.

She looked down at me as if she didn't believe what was happening. It was a brief look because another orgasm hit SM like a ton of bricks. She moved her hips quicker and all I could do was wrap my arms around the small of her back and hold her wet body as best I could.

The third orgasm came and her screams echoed off the tile walls of the shower. She collapsed against me.

I pushed the shower door open and a burst of cool air rushed in. Her hard nipples grew even harder as the cold air helped to revive her.

"When did you learn to do that?" I asked.

She told me that she had been practicing...in the shower...with a dildo that has a suction cup base. Ah my SM, always the experimenting type.

When she felt like she could stand up, I had her climb off of me. Now it was my turn.

I bent her over so that her hands rested on the ledge. Her ass was up high enough in the air that I had no trouble guiding my cock inside. I grabbed SM's hips and started to pump hard and fast.

I felt her pussy muscles contracting around my cock again. This time she was milking my cock...and I wasn't about to deny her feeling my cum deep in her pussy.

I think my eyes rolled back in my head when I told her I was cumming. One last push deep inside of her and I let her have my load. She came moments later while she felt my dick pulsing inside her pussy. Now it was my turn to collapse on top of her.

By this time the water in the shower was starting to get cool, so we turned it off and slowly walked out of the shower. The combination of the hot water and the hot sex had left both of us drained.

What a way to start the day.

A world turned upside down...

2006-09-17T15:24:00.000-06:00

Back to the graveyard shift at work for yours truly for a few weeks until they hire someone new to fill the role. One week down and prolly four more to go. It's sooo much fun trying to go to sleep at 4:30 in the afternoon when the sun is still shining outside. I've rediscovered the joys of Melatonin...forget trying to take some prescription sleep aid...I don't have "eight hours to devote to sleep" although I'd love that.

The only bright spot in all of this is the fact I have my mornings free to play with SM and A. And play I shall. And share the tales with you I will (what, all of a sudden I'm talking like Yoda?).

In fact, I meet SM for breakfast tomorrow and A later in the week (thanks to those of you who voted on which pair of undies I should wear for her). Details to follow, my horny friends.

HNT: What To Wear For A?

2006-09-14T11:22:00.000-06:00

Let's face it. Mention men's sexy underwear to most women and you get one of two reactions...loud laughter or "ewwww". The majority of women seem to think that while it's ok for them to wear a thong, it's strange for a man to wear one and they don't find it sexy in the least.

Except for A. Don't ask me how we got on the subject, but she said she liked it when guys wore something other than boxers or "tighty whities". So I came home and dug deep in the undies drawer. Yep, still there...the sexy underwear that a few of the ladies in my life like to see me wear (but not for long...something about wanting what's inside them, you understand).

So the next time I see A, I want to surprise her. And I'd like my female readers to help me pick out which pair you think she'd like best. The selections are below...the poll is on the right hand side of the page. I'll leave it up through the weekend.

Should I wear...

Basic black thong? (sorry about the spots on the mirror...)

The multi color thong (rainbow)?

Nearly see-through purple thong?

The nearly see-through white brief?

Or the silk boxers?

Let me know...and if you want to leave a comment about men wearing thongs or other kinds of sexy underwear, feel free.

HNT: Boxers or briefs? Or boxer briefs?

2006-08-30T22:47:00.000-06:00

You probably can't tell from the photo if it's briefs or boxer briefs. So let me just say that briefs are my undies of choice, but never tighty whities. Always something colorful.

I will break out my silk boxers for a special occasion. And if I really want to fly my freak flag, then something similar to the red pair I showed you here.

Oh and if my female readers are wondering whether there's any other hair down there...you'll just have to find out for yourself. Soccer Mom and A know for sure.

HHNT everyone.