Busy day. Sucked two cocks, took a load in the ass. And now I’m sitting here telling you all about it. I postponed my date with the trainer for a few hours so I could suck off my boy-toy aka Bob. Neither knows about the other. Even if they did, why in the world would they care? I assure you I am taking world-class care of both their dicks. We are going to leave today for tomorrow as I promised a few people I would work on my date last night with Bob, the boy-toy. Plus, I’m leaking sperm out of my ass all over my good chair because I forgot to put a towel down and I’m sitting here bare ass. I need a little time to process today’s events, so in the morning I’ll cover it. Man, I had a dry spell for a while, but the drought is officially over! Thank god, my pussy is not so fucking angry all the damn time! It’s too busy coughing jizz out to worry about anything else.
So, back to Bob, the boy-toy. I left Bob’s sister’s place with him after dumping sperm out of my box all over her kitchen floor. We hopped in his car, a fucking Chevy Cavalier… do they even make those fucking things anymore? I think not, but who cares what he drives when he has a 9-inch penis and a body to die for. Bob left my vagina embarrassed after the fucking his dick gave it in his sister’s kitchen. He made my box cum twice without even trying as if it was an 18 yr old getting his first handjob. It’s a sobering situation when a 24 yr old fucks you stupid. It’s even more sobering when you realize he knows that I physically need his cock and he is now running the show. He was making jokes about the cum spot on my stretch pants that was only getting bigger as the rest of his sperm leaked out. Actually, the joke was on him because it was going through my pants and onto his seat, but that’s neither here nor there. About two minutes into the ride, he told me to suck his dick. Normally I would tell any guy that demanded that to go fuck himself. Not Bob though. Why? Because Bob has Bob’s dick and I literally physically need Bob’s penis. I need it in me, near me, spraying me, just touching me. I sucked Bob’s dick. It was still sticky with his cum that got on it when he dumped it inside of me. I cleaned it up nicely. I thought about my boyfriend sitting at home. I don’t suck his cock unless it’s a video. I certainly wouldn’t touch it if he ordered me to. But this 24 yr old barks orders and I comply. Happily, I might add. I wonder how that must feel to my boyfriend? Knowing I’ll do things to Bob that I will never do to him. Knowing that Bob’s cock is strong enough to make me leave him if Bob asked me to. It has to suck living with the fear that your girlfriend will be gone in an instant. Not because she’s in love with a guy, but because she is in love with his cock. I would leave my boyfriend for Bob if he told me to. I like being owned totally by a 24 yr old with a magnificent cock. I thought about all of this because it took Bob a long time to cum. That's okay the more I sucked, the more I thought, the more turned on I got. We ended up parking in the Publix parking lot. He told me to pull my pants down and he fingered me while I sucked him. All he did was slide his fingers in and out of my sloppy, jizz coated box and I came. I came even harder than I did in the apartment. Talk about a guy hitting his groove. This guy was all over it. I worked his cock a few minutes more, and he told me he wanted me to swallow his load, all of it. Again, the jokes on him. That is what I not only planned on doing in the first place, it’s what I wanted to do. He held my head down on his cock and started fucking my mouth and shortly after that I was drinking hot slimy sperm. Two gulps worth. Nothing spilled, though. I sucked the head of his dick for at five minutes after he came. I sucked every last drop out of his testicles. There were going to be no post cum drip spots in his drawers. I got it all. I wish it was more to be honest, but it was his second ejaculation and the first one seemed to be massive. He actually told me to put his dick away for him but kiss it first. I did that proudly and with a smile. It’s good to be owned by a cock again. It really is! I’ll cook this guy dinner for a taste of his cock, and I hate cooking. I got my guts plowed and bred again, but this is too long already. I’ll try to make a short version of it in the next post. Sorry about the book, but I enjoyed writing this. I am pretty damp and I got thoroughly fucked already today. I could go again and I just might here in a few minutes with a plastic battery-powered boyfriend. Catch you all in a bit!
This is a video and some pics I took in my boy-toy sister’s bathroom after a proper breeding bent over her counter in the kitchen. I am definitely a sexual weirdo. I’m okay with that. Details below.
Hello, let’s get this thing going. Only one post yesterday. That’s because I was busy letting a 24 yr old try to knock me up to the best of his ability. He did a good yesterday. I haven’t been bred like that in a long time. Something got into his dick before his dick got into me. Good for him! I’m happy for him. He has such a wonderful cock it’s a shame if it went to waste by not living up to its massive potential. He did so well that I’m still wide open this morning and there was and still is sperm dripping out occasionally. That puts me in a perpetual state of horny. I like that. I like that very much. So yes, it’s a good day. So good I keep touching myself to feel what’s left of his jizz before I hop in the shower. I am supposed to see my trainer today, but I don’t know. I want my boy-toy again. He really got all up inside of me and I think I’m on the edge of proudly being his personal fuck hole he can dump his balls in anytime he wants. He still does 24 yr old things which in some ways just adds to my excitement. His long, 9-inch fat cock makes me very obedient, even if he acts like a ding dong. I think he may be starting to understand that I will follow him around just for the chance that he will let me drink his thick and slimy pearly white cum. I might have created a monster. That is exactly what I wanted to do.
So how did it start? I went over to his place, thinking we would just fuck and hang out. Not at all. As soon as I got there, he took me over to his sister’s apartment about a mile away to drop off groceries he bought her while he was shopping for himself. She is in her 20s as well, and I think I have stated this before. I would do her. But, she isn’t the cat’s pajamas, though I’d put a few hours in on licking her box. She has a cute body. Anyway, that’s a fantasy. None of that even remotely happened. What happened was she asked us to eat with her, but she needed to run out and grab a few things. I really didn’t want to. I just wanted to get my box stuffed. She asked us to go, but he said we would wait. As soon as she was out the door, he pulled his delicious penis out and told me to suck it. I was impressed. I sucked his cock like it was my last meal. Then he told me to pull my yoga pants down and he bent me over the counter and fucked me from behind. For the first time, he really went deep, sinking it into me and it hurt at first. It’s a long dick. But it hurt in that good way. After a minute or so, my pussy was singing with pure joy. I came bent over his sister’s kitchen counter betting fucked by a massive cock attached to an immature 24 yr old. And he was laughing at me for coming so soon and so hard. He kept driving deep into me and then dumped his sperm way up deep inside of me. That set me off again, and I came with his cock buried in my guts. I came so hard I had to lay over the counter for a minute or so to get my wits back. I could feel and hear his sperm sliding out of me and plopping onto his sister’s kitchen floor. I pulled my yoga pants back up and wiped up the jizz on the floor. She came back home a few minutes after that. We had a shitty dinner. Frozen egg rolls heated up, with a bag of salad. A meal fit for kings when you are in your 20s. Not so much in your 50s. I didn’t care. I was massively turned on knowing that I was talking with his sister, who would walk barefoot on the very floor that I just dripped sperm onto from her brother’s testicles out of my pussy. Creepy and weird, but holy fuck, that turns me on for some reason. I think she knew we fucked. I caught her looking at my wet spot in my stretch pants. I could smell the sperm, so maybe she did as well. I don’t care. This is the kind of fucking I need in my life. Completely inappropriate, spontaneous, weird, and sloppy messy. Being the MILF degenerate extraordinaire that I am, I did the only proper thing. I ran into the bathroom and took trophy pics. Yep, that is my life. I wouldn’t change it for anything. Man, am I in a good mood today! Look, there are two more fuck sessions from yesterday I would love to tell you about, but that would be a damn novel. This was actually not my favorite of the night. I’ll get to that one next in a few hours. I got to get a few things done and then I’ll be back.
Hump day. And I will be getting humped. Or at least I better be. I have plans. Better yet, my vagina has plans. Don’t disappoint my vagina. You wouldn’t like her when she’s angry. I am just saying. Moving on.
I am looking forward to a wonderfully large and perfect penis to rearrange a few things inside of me and leave me sperm greasy a bit later this afternoon. I want to put it in my ass, but two things are stopping me. It’s very large. I don’t know that I could get much more than the head in there. I don’t know; I bet if we went slowly, we could bury it. It would be the longest cock I ever buried in my colon if we do it. I wonder if I will feel it pushing against my insides when it’s that deep? I mean, it has to push some things around. It would be physically impossible if it didn’t. I kind of have to know what that feels like. I know when I get fucked on the edge of the bed missionary by him, I can see his cock head poking around when it slides in. It makes a bump and moves. That makes me cum almost immediately and repeatedly. It freaks him out a little because he thinks it hurts me, so we don’t do it that way as often as I would like. We are going to do it that way tonight for sure. I want to put my hand on the bump and feel his cock head move around in my guts. I haven’t done that yet with him. The bump disappears when he goes balls to box, not sure where it goes when that happens. I want him to back out just enough I can see the bump and touch it and then have him dump his testicles so I can see if can feel him pumping sperm in my belly. I feel like if I can feel that, then I might just end up being the cock-slave to a 24 yr old that I want to be. If it happens, I am pretty sure my brain is going to release a dopamine overload of epic proportions that will definitely turn me into a groveling cock hound. Let’s keep our fingers crossed and hope for the best!
I stepped on the scale today. 127 lbs. I used to weigh 105 lbs back in the day. I am 5 ft 8 3/4 inch, so 5ft 9 inches is what the doc uses. I guess that is reasonably tall. I am on a workout hiatus for about another week. I screwed up my elbow, kept working out, made it worse, so now I’m paying the price. I had no problems giving a solid handjob yesterday for the first time in a while without it hurting so things are looking up! I wonder how much my boobs weigh? I don’t know. I think I gained three pounds on each side, so six pounds total sounds correct, but I can’t really be sure. I bet it is correct. I am going to lose 8 pounds over the next two months. You will see some serious shredding and definition. It is rather amazing what a small amount of weight loss will do when you lift. You get ripped, abs, definition, the whole thing. I believe the magic number for guys is around 16 pounds when you start to see that. It will be fun, so let’s see if we can notice the changes. My clit always gets bigger when I lose the weight so that is a two-thumbs-up box bonus!
I like guys. I like girls. I like them both at the same damn time. I have determined that I am not gay. Bisexual maybe, but I think bisexual is more akin to just being sexually adventurous. I guess I don’t know how other people work, but for me, over the years I have learned that pussy is fun, playing gay is fun, but dick is what my body craves physically and emotionally. Not that I haven’t given it my best at being a full-time muff muncher, I have. It always ends up just being pure lust on my part. Pussy is outstanding, but cock, well, that is on another level. I have been known to worship a hard dick obsessively, pussy not so much. I suspect it’s in reverse for straight guys. Dick takes on a life of its own for me. I often think more about the cock than I do about the guy it’s attached to. That has never happened with a pussy. Chicks are way more fun to look at dressed but dicks, well, they win the battle. Plus the bonus is the testicles. As ugly as they can be, they are like a bulldog. Not particularly pretty, but fuck, they grow on you. Why am I telling you this? I don’t know. I was accused of being anti-gay a few times over my career. Once while I was living with a girl, as in romantically living with a girl. Of course, I have been accused of being just about everything. I find the accusers of these things tend to be the actual perpetrators of the accusation. Except when they accuse me of being a whore. I admit I am a ho at heart. But fuck, who wouldn’t want to be? If I could go back in time, what would I change? I would be more of a whore than I thought possible. That’s about it. Everything else has been pretty fucking outstanding. As always, I am just saying here.
I got a little tired of waiting to get a cock inside of me so I went to Mr. Reliable and had him stick his dick in my guts. It was good. Not as good as it will be tomorrow but at least I got off. It was an odd cum. Not super strong but good enough. I think I'm hooked on my other guys getting me off and my boyfriend might be old news. Good enough when the box needs a quick filling though! Catch you all in a bit. Sorry about the long video but I cut it down by at least half because it took a while for him to get me off. @u125291845
Let’s get this thing started. Tuesday it is. Titty Tuesday is the norm. I do believe that I have that under control. Hence the Tit pics and video. So there. Got that out of the way. What’s next? I don’t know. Let’s see. Wait… I just figured something out. Not only is it Titty Tuesday, it’s Taco Tuesday. Talk about covering the bases! Why haven’t I thought of this before? Are there rules to this kind of thing? What if it’s Titty/Taco Tuesday but your taco is a fish taco? Is that in bounds? Doesn’t seem like it should be. I’m just saying here. Taco Tuesday is harder to pull off, but I do believe it’s the better choice of the two. Tacos are a little more versatile, if you know what I mean.
So, I have three guys and a boyfriend. One is spotty and I don’t see him much. If I had to choose, he would probably be my go to breeding partner, but again, he is hard to find and when I do it’s like a last minute, let’s do it right now thing. That doesn’t always work. The second guy is still hooked on video games, and I need to hold his hand now and then. He has the dick of a god, though, so that helps. The third is eye candy, decent dick, but I think he is morally conflicted with himself for cheating on his wife. That makes him somewhat a downer. Especially after he cums. He gets that sad “I shouldn’t have done that and you're the devil!” look on his face. And I have my boyfriend, but he’s the bitch in the scenario, so he doesn’t count. He doesn’t want to be the bitch but I prefer him that way and so I have turned him into one. He’s good for back up fun. I’ll give it to him. He has hung in longer than I ever expected him to. I think I should start telling his friends what I make him do. That would be super cool. Not for him, but for me, a big mental awesome two thumbs up. Everyone knows my love for fucking around, but still they think they are the only ones dumping their testicles in my guts. Except my boyfriend. As far as he’s concerned, the jokes on them. But is it really? I mean, the other three are using my pussy for a personal fuck hole. He’s cleaning up afterward. I can’t remember the last time I let him stick it in me. To his credit, he is a keeper. I feel like I can do better than the other three. I actually need all three to keep me balanced. I have had guys like Scott who totally and completely owned my pussy. I would do anything for the honor of him dumping his sperm inside of me. I sucked his dick on command and in front of his friends. It was a privilege just for me to hold his cock in my hands, much less suck it. What’s my point here? I need that again. These three combined together will not equal one Scott. I need that to change. It is the one thing missing in my life right now. I need a cock that makes me revolve my entire life around it. My boyfriend stays, though. I need him to be there and share the experience with me. He can be the emotional support guy. The other guys will be my physical support guys. That’s how the world should turn for me.
Do I care if guys are married/in a relationship. No. Not one bit. In fact, I prefer it. Not my problem if someone wants to get a little something on the side. Rest easy that I won’t be stealing your significant other. I’ll just be taking ownership of the cock or pussy, as the case may be. Spouses are fully entitled to the rest of them. I don’t know why people keep asking me if I’m okay with them being married. What you do in your personal life is your business, I’m only concerned about what you do with your dick when we’re naked. After that, buy your chick some flowers, take her to dinner, do whatever it is you need to do. I’ll be at the restaurant eating wings and yacking it up with the locals. That is my idea of a perfect relationship.
Quick in-between update, nothing super-duper but I was out there cleaning up and it seemed like a good time to make a little video. Catch you all in a bit!
Good Monday morning everyone, hope the weekend went well. Mine was incredibly busy.
My pre-planned activities were vast this weekend. Not one of them went through. That’s OK, I had a great time but in a normal kind of way. It’s good to be normal now and then. I can only take so much of it but even so, it’s good to visit normal town once in a while. I had this vision of being in a crowded concert, giving Bob a handjob, and letting him dribble sperm all over my jeans when he came. Didn’t happen. I was going to go to the Strongman event as well. I had hopes of getting a few numbers of potential sexual encounters. Didn’t happen either. Life happened instead. Which thankfully for me there is still more to cum. I will resume my normal abnormal activities this week starting as of now. Had a hard time getting any serious content made this weekend, so these photos will have to carry you over for the next few hours till I can get some good stuff going. There are solid nudes at the end, so flip through them till you get to them!
I did drive by the Strongman event this weekend and they were letting out. They were all 10 to 20 yrs younger than I was. At first, I was like, damn, I’m getting old. Then I got to Target and I MILFed Target right the fuck out. I had people checking me out, smiling at me, one even talked with me. So, who gives a shit about age? They would be so lucky if I fucked their dick clean off. That is exactly what I would do. I find myself having to hold back so I don’t destroy the cock and turn into a submissive wobbly little “please, please, please, can I do it again” weenie. I have to go slow, so it builds confidence. Make it feel like it rules my pussy, not the other way around. I’m okay with that. I enjoy the song and dance routine of it. Sometimes I’m successful and the penis does become the master of my pussy. Other times I lose patience and fuck it into submission. Which wouldn’t be so bad if the guy it’s attached to didn’t get so touchy about it. But they do. They always want to be the leader. Want me to want to beg for it. The “I am the owner of the mighty cock syndrome.” If you have a mighty cock mentality and you know it, that’s awesome. If you don’t, it’s an issue. Just let me destroy it, it’s easier, and it’s way more fun. No, you won’t own my pussy but will get fucked into oblivion now and then, when I feel it’s your turn. This is a weird little essay I’m writing here. I need to get laid. Not that I haven’t been getting laid, I have been. It’s just that I thought I was going to still be dripping sperm out of both of my holes this morning. That obviously didn’t happen. I need to make up for lost ground, so to speak. With that said, I feel sorry for whoever gets the pleasure of slipping their dick inside of me first. They better hold on to it or I might just keep it for myself. Just saying… if you know what I mean!
No point in reading on if you don’t have any interest in “adult” stuff. I don’t blame you, I have little interest in things that aren’t adult either. Except at night. I read all kinds of literature on my reader every night. That’s the exception. I could also care less about what some goofy ex-porn slut might have to say. Most of it will be pure moronic babble. So why write it then? Because I feel like it. I enjoy the experience even if the only person who reads it is me. At least I don’t make stuff up and then ask you to buy stuff or give me money for some made up disaster on GoFundMyLies. I quit joining OF accounts because they would send me obvious mass messages about how horny I made them and I should pay to see how horny I make them. It’s all the same crap. Look, if you made me horny, the absolute last thing I’m going to do is ask you to pay for me to show you how wet you made me. The only thing I’ll be sending you is my number. I’m not fucking around. Think about it. Someone makes your dick hard and you think the proper thing to do is ask her to pay to see how hard she made you? Get the fuck out of here. You are sending her directions to your place is what you're doing.
I watched 4 of my grandkids. I have no clue how I ever raised 2 myself. Where did I find the patience? Maybe I burnt it all up on them. Who knows? I have 6 total grandkids. Being a grandparent is the greatest, though. Super simple job. Just do cool shit with them for a few hours and you are an instant superhero. Then you send them home to mom and pops and they get to deal with doing the non-cool shit like homework. My cool shit involves doing crap outside. Bikes, skateboards, sport-type games, and so on. They get banged up. All 4 of them went home with scrapes and bumps and taped-up fingers. Look, I know you are going OMG! but settle down a little there Nancy Drew. They love that shit. No crying unless you're dying is my thing. They were proud of every bump and bruise because they earned every one of them. One of them bounced their head off the bottom of my truck, trying to go under it with a skateboard. Knocked himself silly. Live and learn, little one, live and learn. Never trust Grandma’s challenges. He got it the second time, though. I don’t allow phones to be on when they get here. I find that to be rude. There are only two of them and one doesn’t even bother bringing it anymore. They get turned off and put away. No phone will ever be more important than me, especially if it’s off and out of reach. We don’t need them, anyway. It’s game on the minute they walk through the door to the minute they leave. I was busy when they showed up, but no problem. I have a massive fenced-in yard and I live in Central Fl. We have wildlife every square inch. So I challenged them all to who could catch the biggest lizard by hand only. I had to shut the contest down an hour later. See what I’m doing here? Cool shit. Which means I get to be the greatest person ever without doing a damn thing. Am I the greatest grandparent in the world? Not even close. I’m probably hovering around the bottom twenty percent. But I am not one of those ludicrous “look at me… “I am a responsible super parent/grandparent. Did you just see what a great parent/grandparent thing I just did? Wait, look at me some more! I’ll do something else that’s even more responsible and super great!” Yeah, fuck that. Those kids are doomed to a life of ding dongery. I doubt “ding dongery” is a word, but you get the idea. But anyway, that was my weekend. Teaching my little monsters that bouncing off the ground isn’t the end of the world. It better not be because by the time you get to my age, bouncing off the ground is a daily occurrence. Embrace the bounce.
Good evening everyone. Hope your Saturday is rocking and rolling. Rockville is going on here, as well as the StrongMan contest and the Greek Festival. Daytona Beach is hopping. What is Rockville? All the big bands.
Metallica.
Disturbed
Slipknot
A Day To Remember
Lynyrd Skynyrd
ROB ZOMBIE
Social Distortion
The Offspring
and a bunch more. Did I go? No. I was supposed to but I got caught up with some family obligations. Plus I was supposed to go to the Strongman contest but that's out as well. Family emergency type thing, nothing serious but family has to come first so phooey on my plans. I am the designated babysitter for today and tomorrow. I'll check in as best I can here and there but sneaking videos and pics...kinda tough to do. I know someone will ask. Yes, I was going to Rockville with my boy toy and the Strongman contest with my Trainer. Did either know of my plans with the other? Absolutely not! Doesn't matter as life sunk my battleship for both days. I was hoping to do my own Greek Festival with my trainer so no real need to attend the actual festival if you know what I mean!
PS I don't think my new bra fits well at all. Just saying.
Happy Friday to all. Sorry about the dog post earlier, but it was that kind of day. Here's a quick little video to cheer you up. To be honest, it’s somewhat of an effortless video. It’s legit, but I didn’t put a lot of thought into it. Ever have one of those days where you just can’t get shit going? Well, I’m having that day. I couldn’t think of anything to do. My blowjob guy didn’t show up and I probably could have replaced him if he would have just let me know earlier. So I masturbated. I figured if I’m going to rub one out, I might as well video it. So I did. I feel like I should have done better today, but it’s just not coming together for me. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not in a bad mood. All is good, but things just aren’t working out in the direction I want them to. So again, when that happens, I like to get busy and knock one out all by myself. It kind of changes the flow of the day. Since I’ve fingered myself, I suddenly have a little more creative urge. How odd is that? In fact, I know what I’m going to do, so watch for my next post.
Real quick. Q&A time.
Yes, Rob, I do watch myself masturbate all the time. I watch my own videos and have been known to set up mirrors. More often than not, though, I pull up porn and watch that. Actually, I like photos. I stare intently at photos while I’m fucking myself and think that’s me getting my insides rearranged by a log of a cock. Photos don’t move or change scenes, so I can concentrate on what I’m thinking about for as long as I want or until I cum. If I watch videos, I like to pull up compilation videos. My latest thing is watching this anal creampie collage on PH. I like to see the cum slip out of their asses. I think about all the times I have taken a load in my ass and how I like to feel it drip out. Letting a guy fuck your ass is the ultimate give. I am letting you fuck my ass because you turn me on that much. Letting is a bad word. I want you to fuck my ass because I want you to control me with your dick that much. There, a more accurate way of putting it. Allowing me to feel not only your dick in my ass but your sperm as well is the ultimate turn on for me. I have no control over your cum slipping out of me. I like that it will drain out of my ass for hours afterward. Fuck me, turning myself on here. Anyway, that’s why I enjoy watching the anal creampie compilation. I pretend it’s my ass drooling sperm.
No, Chris, I have no date tonight. I have been cancelled by my boy-toy because he scored a free ticket to the Rockville concert. So I am on my own tonight. Which means you are stuck with me all night long.
Being that I’m alone, my pizza has arrived, so I will catch up with you in just a bit!
Hello again. Another post for today. Two in one really. These photos that I took today which I think are kind of cool and a video on my bt34gg.com site. Today’s password is still yesterday’s password which is newserver11 so copy and paste it and you are in there like swimwear. All of my subscribers have access to bt34gg so get over there and enjoy it! I would link it but not able to do that. The photos are pretty self-explanatory. I love the shirt but finding these types of shirts with a kind of sheer material is super tricky to do. At least it is for me. So if you know where to find them, do tell. I would wear them every damn day if I could find enough of them!
Alright. I got laid today and I would say I got bred but in my mind, not properly, as in sperm in guts, which was my preference, but he chickened out. I have no idea why some guys worry about me getting knocked up. Physically impossible, I don’t have the parts. I guess they think I’m lying to them or something. Who knows? I know it takes away from the experience if you ask me. I love to feel a guy finishing himself off when he’s balls deep in me. Feeling the warmth puddle up inside me as a guy’s dick is pumping sperm into me sets something off inside of me. I don’t know what it is; I don’t care what it is, I just like that it happens. When a guy dumps his cum inside of me, it changes my entire outlook on the day, sometimes an entire week. There must be something in jizz that chemically reacts with my body because I kind of get high on it. Anyway, I didn’t get that cum high today, but I did get a hot lump of nut on my pussy which would be the next best thing. Yes, my trainer finally found it in him to put his dick in me. Was it worth it? Hell yes, it was. He’s a pretty damn good fuck. I liked that he waited until I came before he did. He didn’t pound me into the bed, and he was just rough enough without going over the edge. No training is required with this one. Hopefully, he will use my vagina as his preferred fuck hole as often as possible. I could get used to him making messes inside of me. But, I think he felt bad. I think the blowjobs and him eating me out didn’t really seem like cheating to him. Putting his dick inside of me certainly cemented the infidelity thing. I could not care less. He is a piece of hot-looking man meat that my pussy enjoys being thoroughly fucked and left very messy by. Nothing more, nothing less. He can keep his wife and have my pussy too, as far as I’m concerned! In fact, that is the only way I will have it. He is way too anal to hang around with. His clothes have to be perfect, his office has to be perfect, his car has to be spotless. I am not a perfect/spotless person. I say throw shit at the wall and see what sticks. But, his dick is solid, his fucking skills are solid, and though his loads are a little less than what I prefer quantity-wise, I can deal with that. If he keeps his mouth shut, his wife will never know. His dick will be happy, my pussy will be sloppy, dripping, and very happy, and his wife will be ecstatic at the wonderful mood he will be in. It’s a win for everyone! But guys have a weird way of fucking this kind of shit up for no reason. So, let’s see where it goes. I see him Saturday, so maybe I will finally get his cock inside my ass. Fingers crossed!
This video I am putting up doesn’t have me in it. I filmed it in my studio way back when. I used to date this girl. Jade was her name, and it was one of two porns she ever did. The other was with Zoe, and I’ll look for it and put it up as well. I would have married Jade, I really would have. She turned me on, made me laugh, was 15 yrs younger than me, and she could make my pussy sing with her tongue. We were doing the full-on gay thing for probably 6 months. Then she met a guy and her gay thing turned directly into a cock thing. I get it. It’s happened to me as well. The power of the penis is overwhelming at times. Anyway, we stayed friends and had a ton of fun together. We even used to fuck when her boyfriend wasn’t around to stick it in her. I still talk to her and we are actually trying to get her down here to FL to hang out with me for a week or two. She looks exactly the same now as she did then which is amazing to me. Anyway, the flip side to the story is the guy she if fucking is Rick. Rick was my boyfriend until I dumped him for Jade. Rick has an amazing cock, as you will see, but Jade’s pussy just flipped me gay. He introduced me to her. So, technically, it was his fault. Rick, I remained friends and we would do porn together, and when I offered him a chance to fuck Jade; he was all over it. Jade was actually a stripper, so we shot a video in my studio in the strip club about something she knew about, and this video was the result. Let me know what you think!
Wait! I found these pics I forgot to post a few days ago! I was just deleting all the stuff on my phone and here they were, sitting all lonely, just waiting to be seen!
I may not be able to dance but I can bounce with the best of them! I got more to post so don't worry, I'm not just putting up a cheesy post and running on you!
Good Wednesday everyone. I have my new server up and running for BT34gg. There are two new videos up on there so check them out. Not going to bore you with the details, but after my date yesterday, I spent my time until the wee hours of the night finishing setting the server up. Long story short, it is up and running and you will be seeing content on there that I can no longer share on here because of the new requirements for ID’s and releases. For those of you who don’t know, it’s free. It is only for my subscribers here on OnlyFans, and there is nothing for sale, no ads, nothing but porn videos and pictures of me. You do need a password and I will post it on here every day from now on. So here we go. Just go to BT34gg.com and punch in the password newserver11 I would copy and paste it and you are set! You do not need a username, just the password. The password will change often, so just be aware of that and the new one will always be posted on my latest post here!
Yesterday’s date. How did it go? Not too bad. We didn’t work out much. He needs to lock the door because we kept getting interrupted before we even got started. He didn’t want to because he didn’t want people to know we were doing things to each other sexually at his place of business. We didn’t fuck because of that. I was all ready for a solid shot of jizz to be let loose in my ass, but instead it went down my throat. It was fun but somewhat of a disappointment. I thought we were clear as to why I was there in the first place. If you ask me he chickened out on me. I think sticking his dick in me means he really cheated on his wife and he isn’t ready for that. He will be, but I’m not willing to wait around forever for his cock to find its way inside me. His cock is OK, but nothing close to Bob the boy-toy. He is going to need to step it up and do his level best to breed me the way I need him to. He did lick my box and did so expertly. I will say he is much better at eating me out than my current guys are. He was able to finish me with his tongue. Few people can make that happen do so big win for him. I am holding out hope for him, I feel like his dick is going to be pumping sperm in my ass very soon. It better be!
Morning everyone. Got a trainer workout today. Free of charge. Imagine that. All I had to do was empty the contents of his testicles via the tip of his penis down my throat. I would have done that regardless, so the jokes on him. I am wearing this dress in the photos to his gym so my intentions are clear. I also am wearing a butt plug to further make my intentions clear. I intend to leave with my rectum well greased by sperm. I have always wanted him to stretch my ass out for me. Don't know why. It just seems like he would be good at fucking my ass. I will let you know! Moving on.
I know women hold sex hostage for things they want, but guys do it as well. They will do it for access to money, cars, a place to stay, and, in my case, free workouts. The reasons are pretty much universal. I’ll hold out sex for more sex. That’s my trick. You want to slip your dong inside my guts? Not until you finger me under the table at Chile’s. Then we can talk about you breeding me a bit later. You want to fuck? How about you lick my pussy until I am right on the edge of cumming and then I will go fuck another guy to finish me. The best part will be when I get back and basically drown you in sloppy seconds. No? Then I am the pussy Nazi and “No Pussy For You!” You’ll give in because I will parade around in front of you in all kinds of states of undress. It’s only a matter of time.
I was told that I treat the male sexual organ widely known as the “penis” as an inanimate object. I had to think about that. I understand what he’s saying, but I guess my point is “so what?” His point is that because the “penis” is part of a male human being, I should reference it as such. As in “his penis” and not just as “it.” In other words, the sentence “I loved the way “it” felt in my hand should be “I love the way “his penis” felt in my hand. Because the cock is part of his body and shouldn’t be referred to as a separate entity. Problem is, he may not separate the cock from the guy, but I do. Obviously. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t fuck half the guys I do. Why? Because they aren’t worthy of the cock attached to them. As in, they are douche rockets. I don’t want to talk to them though I may talk to the cock attached to them. They were blessed with the privilege of carrying a beautiful cock around. They are like the gatekeeper of a beautiful penis. I have to go through them to get to the cock. When I’m done breeding with a blessed cock, I kiss the cock goodnight, not the gatekeeper. So no. I am unconcerned about guys and their feelings about their cock being more important than they are as a person. Because it’s the truth. The dick is the best part of many guys. Guys do it all the time with chicks. They pretend to be into the girl to get the pussy which is the same thing I’m doing to get dick. So, am I sorry that sometimes I date guys for the sole reason of introducing their cock to my insides? Not in the least. I don’t mind if they do the same thing to me in reverse as long as the cock properly gets me off. I don’t understand why the concept of having sex for orgasms and not touchy feely shit is such a hard thing to grasp. We fuck, we get a fantastic orgasm. See your dick later, Chuck. Same time next week?
I need to get into my Sunday. I was supposed to get laid on Sunday. I didn’t. So there. Sunday covered. I was too tired. Late nights wear me out. I don’t drink, so no hangovers, but I need my sleep or I’m cranky. I hate when I tell people I don’t drink, smoke, or anything else, and they ask me if I have a problem with substance abuse. For fuck’s sake, no, I don’t, I never did. I also never enjoyed drinking. I tried getting high, and it sucked too. Chalk it up to personal preference. I don’t like vegetables all that much either. In the same respect I could not care less who drinks what or how much as long as they don’t turn into dickhead of the year guy. Most people I hang around with, date, friends, all drink. I would guess half of them are high at any given moment. I don’t care. Shoot Clorox in your eyeball if that’s your thing. As long as it doesn’t affect me, it’s all good on my end. I got a lot of stuff to do and I don’t want to do it unless I am laser focused. I certainly don’t want to suck a cock high or sloshed. I want to be fully aware of every sensation when I feel the sperm hit the back of my throat. I don’t need liquid courage to do things. I was blessed naturally with few inhibitions and will jump right in the orgy with no questions asked. Most of the failures I have had in the cock department have been because of alcohol with smoke and pills right behind it. I know a guy to this day thinks his cock is rock hard when we fuck. It’s not. It’s a semi, and it’s soft and squishy and hard to fuck because it folds over now and then. But whatever he is using convinces him it is hard. When he’s not smoking or popping or whatever it is, his cock is strong like bear in the woods strong. But he swears it’s better sex when he’s high. And it may be… for him, that is. Not so much for me. Viagra doesn’t work with whiskey dick. I don’t know about getting high. Viagra is hit or miss for lots of guys. Tri-Mix is what you need to use if you have whiskey dick and insist on drinking before fucking. But that requires an insulin needle in the dick and I would hate to see a tipsy person try that. Anyway, no, I have zero issues with any substance, be it liquid, smoke, powder, pills, whatever. I just don’t enjoy doing it. It’s been that way for 30 years now.
I tried to use a word editor to type this thing out. Fuck that. Exhausting with all the grammar corrections and the corrections seem to change the context of what I’m saying. I bet it took me 2 hours to get this far. Uninstalled, removed from the browser, and URL removed. Ain’t nobody got time for that! There were like a dozen corrections in this little paragraph.
New week, new tits, new dicks, new pussy. If only life worked that way. Though Monday is a good day for claiming you got some new dick or pussy. Being that the weekend seems to bring more possibilities of procuring said penis and vagina. No pussy for me this weekend. Not that I wouldn’t have wanted it but the opportunity has not presented itself. I may be too picky when it “cums” to pussy. I have a certain look I like in women and if they don’t fit it, I don’t really want to lick it. Guys, not so much. I am pretty open to a wide variety. It’s not so much the guy, it’s his dick. If his dick is attractive, then I really pay little attention to the rest of him. But such is life, my lovelies.
So, how did my Saturday go with Bob, my 24 yr old boy-toy? Pretty good. Quick recap. I met him at his place. We went to Houligans, then made our way to the Ocean Deck, then back to his place, and around 2 am, I was back home. So now you know. Catch you all later.
Just kidding. So, I went to his place, and he wanted to fuck immediately, but that wasn’t working for me. So after a groping session and him walking out of his door with a stiffy trying to poke out of his pants, we headed off to the restaurant. I did take his cock out and I did stroke it. Just enough to keep it rock hard all the way there. He thought I was going to finish his cock off in the parking lot. How adorable. How wrong. I made him do the walk of shame, as he had to walk into the restaurant with a hard cock pressing against his trousers. We sat next to each other. I enjoy watching people watch me with a guy that is so much younger than me. I know they know that I am only interested in him for one reason and that is having him dump his cum in my guts as often as possible. Them knowing that turns me on. We got a lot of looks, so to say that I was turned on would be an understatement. I kept his cock nice and hard the entire dinner by placing my hand on it and tickling the stiff outline in his pants. He left the place the same way he came in. With a hard-on. I broke my own rule for the night and gave him a blowjob in the parking lot. It was dumb, but I couldn’t help it. I needed to suck him as bad as he needed to be sucked. It only took a few minutes of me sucking the head of his cock and then he tried to drown me with sperm. His testicles pushed out a ton of hot, gooey jizz. It was so much it went down the wrong pipe and made me cough, send some up my nose. I spent the rest of the ride to the Ocean Deck, trying to snort his cum out of my nose. Oddly enough, even that turned me on. He lost some interest in the night after he came. His enthusiasm died off pretty steep, and he wanted to go home, but again, I wasn’t having that. So we did the Ocean Deck. I rubbed his cock hard again at the bar and he was back in full swing again. We left and went back to his place. He wanted a blowjob on the way home, but I wanted my fun. So when we got to his place I had him eat me. I spent the next 30 plus minutes instructing him on how I liked to be licked and he did okay. He will definitely get better at it. He kept trying to stick it in, but I wanted to be licked, so that’s what we did. When I had enough, I was conflicted. His cock is so beautiful, so smooth, so long, such a perfect head, and all that attached to an ever more perfect set of perfectly round balls. I couldn’t decide what I wanted. I ended up choosing to please his cock without pleasing myself. Which, in a roundabout way, ends up with me over pleasing myself. So, other than my throat, his penis never found its. way inside of me. Instead, I chose to edge his cock. I spent almost an hour and a half working his dick and I had him tell me the first few times when he thought was about to cum. I figured his penis out pretty quickly. His dick gives off “tells” that he is about to blow. His balls start to tighten up inside of him and his cock turns a beautiful reddish-purple and I could feel it get even stiffer than it already was. The big sign was his hips would come off the bed. I stroked the underside of his cock head so slowly and kept going over the entire head at the same pace. He would suck his breath in each time I did it. When he got close, I would let go and watch it twitch around while it stood straight up. I bet I did that a dozen times before I finally just got him to the edge and then just tickled his balls till they sucked up inside of him and pumped his jizz. He made kinds of goofy grunts and groans as I watched his sperm drool out of his cum hole. It was rather amusing but insanely hot at the same time. The cum didn’t fly out like it had back pressure, but just drooled. It drooled a lot though and left a big puddle of nut on his belly. No matter how many times I see that, it’s like the first time, and it’s obvious I will never tire of it. In fact, it makes me want to just do it more. He was completely wasted after that. I was still infatuated with his cock. It was still standing straight up and twitching around and the pile of cooling sperm was starting to run. So, licked up the drip trails. That made him gag, and he asked me to stop. I was like “what? You want me to stop?” He said it was gross which I admit, somewhat turned my turn-on into a downward spiral. I wanted to suck his nut up. I don’t want to be looked at like a freak when I do it, though. But I did it anyway and when I got to the big puddle, I made sure I made loud slurping noises. It bugged him, and he kept gagging and pushing me away. After I got most of it, I informed him that he was just fine pumping thick, slimy, fragrant sperm, fresh from his testicles, down my throat just hours earlier. He said that was different. He didn’t have to see it. Okay. Whatever. That turned a perfect night into a not-so-perfect night for me. Still a great night but took some of the zing off of it if you know what I mean. I was looking forward to fingering myself on the way home while tasting the cum still in the back of my throat from both feedings of jizz that night. That killed that. Kind of took some of my attraction away towards him as well. Not that I didn’t get home and fuck myself into a state of stupid afterward because I did just that. I love his penis. I really do, but he is starting to annoy me with the limited scope of sexual adventure if you know what I mean. Maybe I should just tell him to keep his mouth shut and his dick hard and we will be best of buddies. I’m thinking about it. Catch you all in a bit.
I have a date to do tonight. I will be getting dick and the accompanying sperm, so looking forward to that. Not sure how it’s going to play out. I have a thought in my mind of how it will go, but not sure what he has in mind. We will figure it out. Going to a little Mexican joint across the bridge in Ormond Beach. Not sure I can get his dick out in there without getting the cops called, but also not saying the thought isn’t on my mind. I will let you know how things go with my 24 yr old stud.
Real quick. Other guy updates. My boyfriend is unhappy that I didn’t respond as he thought I would to his let’s be faithful pitch. He is being a trooper, though. I had him pick out my outfit for tonight and he shaved my pussy for my 24 yr old. Let us quit calling him my 24 yr old. I won’t use his real name so from now on the 24 yr old will be known as Bob. My boyfriend begrudgingly shaved my pussy for Bob to enjoy. That probably sucks. Not only is Bob taking away everything he wanted, but he also has to make sure my pussy is properly groomed for Bob. Fuck, I love that shit. I really do. I hope it lasts forever! Moving on. My trainer, who I tried to fuck for the better part of a year and denied my advances, is back, as you know. He let me blow him the other day, and I enjoyed that immensely. I haven’t heard from him for a few days since. Now he wants to go out tonight and I can’t. I have Bob in line for breeding me. I want Bob to breed me. I would rather have Bob breed me than my trainer. Bob has the bigger and better cock. Not super experienced, but the cock is absolutely perfect. So, I am going to push off Bob for tomorrow so I can hopefully get my ex-trainer to stick his dick in me. I have an evil plan in mind, to be honest. I want to hook him and instead of being his bitch; I want him to be my bitch. I want him sniffing around all the time, looking for pussy. So, to get that done, I think I am going to let him fuck my ass right off the bat. Set that bar all the way to the top right out of the gate. Plus, I know he isn’t getting that at home, so it should be a delightful surprise for him. It’s a win-win. He gets to dump cum in my ass and I get to own his dick to do with as I please. Which will probably be dumping more cum in my ass, but still a win on my end, pun intended. I recap. It’s going to be a good weekend if all goes well and I promise to keep you informed. I will catch you all in the morning!
Damn, it’s crappy and cold out. Like 65 degrees Fahrenheit. It’s goofing up my outfit choices for tonight’s date with my wonderful 24 yr old penis. Whoops, I mean wonderful 24 yr old guy. I do prefer his penis over him, but since I can’t separate or switch it with someone else, he’s part of the package… pun intended. I know we will fuck more than once, so I’m conflicted. Do I let him stretch my colon and leave me with a sticky load in my ass or do I go straight for the pussy and let him breed me? Decisions, decisions. I also want to blow him in the car, but that depletes the jizz capacity for the rest of the night. I want a lot of jizz inside of me. I can blow him after we fuck and have him drive me around. I was going to do that last time and told him so, but he didn’t take a shower after he fucked my ass. I like my dick’s super clean even if it was my ass it has been rooting around in. So he got a handjob instead. I shouldn’t have to ask him to shower, but I just might have to. Do I shower after every fuck? No, but I don’t have a dick that I just stuck in someone’s ass and now want to put it in her mouth. Does this sound bitchy? I feel like it sounds bitchy. Oh well, I like a fresh cock before being served the cream.
Guys get embarrassed when they do weird shit when they cum. I don’t know why. I do all kinds of weird shit when I cum. Far as I’m concerned, if look like a clown on heroin when I cum, then you did your job correctly. Just saying.
Now I’m changing my mind. I think I want to edge him. For like an hour. It sounds delicious for some reason. It’s making me wet thinking about it. I love bringing cocks right to the edge of blowing the load and then deny the cum. I like watching it twitch around during the breaks when I don’t touch it. Just thinking about seeing the agony and stress on his face is turning my seat into a slime puddle. There is only one drawback to edging. It’s not the amount of time as I can spend hours torturing a penis with a smile on my face. It’s the recovery time after I let it release the jizz. Most of the time, the cock doesn’t come back to life for hours. Maybe it’s sensory overload, who knows. I don’t mind that because it makes for epic masturbation sessions. Tonight, however, I still feel like I want to feel that piece of granite he has for a cock making soup out of my insides. But I’m leaning towards an edging session because I am almost obsessed with the idea of it. But then I can picture myself on my back, getting the air pushed out of me as I feel his cock stretching me out. More decisions to make. I’ll let you know. Fuck, now I’m massively horny. The drawback to writing these things out. It’s annoying how aggressively horny I am right now. I need to take up crochet or something.
Why are two-thirds of the world’s porn chicks self-labeled as Jessica Rabbit? Riddle me that. Catch you all in a bit!
I have more posts to put up but we are having a Hurricane here in Daytona without the actual hurricane. Internet is out and power is off and on every five minutes. Been like this all day. Should be good in a few hours or so I would guess.
Someone said my porn is basically literature. Sure, as long as we all agree it’s literature that is intended to be read with just one hand. You get the point.
Did you ever notice that porn loves plumbers? They have tons of plumbers getting their “pipes fixed.” I was informed that porn gives people an unrealistic/unobtainable view of life. They are probably correct. Porn gives folks an unrealistic idea of what it’s like to be a plumber. The rest, I don’t know, I seem to find it pretty easy.
My boyfriend started in a whole heart felt thing about how he thought he would be the one that I wanted to spend my life with. He showed up with flowers and for a minute I thought he was going to ask me to marry him. How sweet. How misguided. I was so so so clear when we started going out he wouldn’t stand a chance of me being faithful. I have been totally unfaithful. He’s lost his marbles. I think he is feeling very insecure about my lust for several guys lately. He can see that I am totally into one of them, if not several of them. He’s correct. I want them to take me from him. He knows this. He also knew this from the start. If he plays my game, he will be around for a very long time. I won’t actually leave him. When he plays along, I am living the dream. When he doesn’t, living the dream kind of goes away for me. Again, he knew this going in. So, I tried to tell him this, but he doesn’t want to be part of my “fantasy” as he calls it. I told him I don’t want to be part of his fantasy. He asked me to explain why. I did. I explained that when I put those heels on he likes so much it wasn’t for him. It was for the other guy. That dress he liked so much, I didn’t wear it for him. I wore it for the other guy. So he could have easy access to my pussy when he bent me over. That lipstick he loved, it was smeared all over the other guy’s cock as he pumped his sperm down my throat. I told him he was losing everything he ever wanted to another guy who I thought had a superior cock. I told him I sit on the other guy’s lap and kiss him with hard passion, so he knows how important he is to me. I asked him when was the last time I ever did that for him? Never. Want to know why? Because I want him so badly, my pussy leaves wet spots on my car seat when I go see him. He doesn’t have to ask to fuck me in the ass because I want him to fuck me in the ass. He doesn’t have to ask for me to blow him because I’m on my knees begging him to let me blow him. It has all been for him. When I am at his place and he is pumping his seed into me, he is taking everything you wanted. Questions? He had none. I said all of this to him. Very mean, but very true. Again, he knew the arrangement before I ever agreed to date him. And, just so you know, even after saying all of this, his dick was standing straight out, tent poking his shorts. I pointed it out and asked him if he wanted to jerk off. He left and just like always came back in and beat his meat while I basically repeated what I told him earlier. He dumped his load all over the tile floor which I made him clean up with Clorox wipes. I think he’s okay now. Sometimes, cucks just need to be reminded of their place. Plus, if he thinks I’m giving up my three new guys, he really is out the door for good. Just saying.
Why are two-thirds of the world’s porn chicks self labeled as Jessica Rabbit? Riddle me that.
Guys get embarrassed when they do weird shit when they cum. I don’t know. I do all kinds of weird shit when I cum. Far as I’m concerned, if look like a clown on heroin when I cum, then you did your job correctly. Just saying.
Sorry, the phone just stopped recording right before he was going to cum.
@u125291845 He stepped on the remote shutter thingy. Happy Friday everyone. All is good, still tasting the sperm from last night this morning. That is always a good thing. Probably not what you wanted to hear this early in the morning, but I have a filter issue. Now, where were we? Nowhere, really. I was just getting started and already I’m off track. I’m having a hell of a month when it cums to dick. If I could just get a pussy to go with all the dick, I could get my gay on in between breedings and this would wind up being an epic month. I’m not holding my breath on that one, though.
Does anyone still remember the trainer I used to see that I was desperately trying to get to fuck me? He never did. And he didn’t last night either. He did finger me and stick his dick in my mouth, though. Look, I’ll take it. It’s a doorway, and I just opened it. It’s kind of a shitty thing to open that door because he’s having trouble in his new marriage. Truth is, I don’t care. I don’t really care about him either. What I do care about is getting his cock buried in my guts and feeling his warm, slimy jizz coat on my insides. Truthfully, it’s almost an obsession to get him to empty his testicles inside of me. I don’t know why; I don’t really care. I just know I want him to look me in the eye and dump his sperm inside of me. Fuck, that makes me tingle thinking about it. As far as his marriage goes, he should stick it out. I certainly don’t want him. I just want his cock and the thought and experience of fucking my trainer. Maybe I’ll do her a favor because if he follows through like I think he will, he is going to being doing his best to put a baby inside of me regularly. Then he won’t be bothering her. He already gave her one and, according to him, she hates sex now. Two sides to every story, but I have heard this one a million times. Girls fucks like rabbits prior to marriage, fucks like rabbits after getting married, has a baby and the rabbit dies along with the sex. Then she gets fat and suddenly you have to love her for her and not her body and worry about throw pillows. Not sure what goes on there, but having kids never even slowed me down. Hey, to each your own, do what the fuck you want. It’s your body. However, don’t complain when I’m scarfing down your husband’s sperm because you won’t. I honestly have no guilt or shame about making out with someone’s husband while his rock-hard penis is slipping inside of me. Do better or I will. But, like I always say, I don’t want your husband. I just want him to dump his cum inside me, make me cum, and then go home to you. You are very welcome. I bet he’s in a fantastic mood for a week after that. If he’s any good, he’s welcome to come back, top me off with sperm, and recharge his amazing mood. I find that to be perfectly acceptable. Women don’t see it that way, though. They always ask me what if it was my husband stepping out? I would be furious. Furious, he didn’t invite me, that is. All I ever ask is that he give me the details if he steps out on me. I want to know everything and I want him to be fucking me while he’s telling me all the details. I want to know if he made out with her, the first place on her body he licked her, did he kiss her when he was cumming inside of her. If there is any chance she will let me join in next time? Other than that, I’m good. I encourage it if I’m being truthful. But I do get obsessed with whether or not he cums inside of her. I need it to be inside of her. Swallowing is okay, but I so prefer if he dumps his jizz in her womb. It seems so personal and sexual. I ask weird questions like “did you see your cum leaking out her? Was it a lot? Was is thick and sticky and did it slide out slowly or run out?” I need to know these things. They make me cum fast and hard. If he fucks her in the ass and cums in her asshole, I’ll lose my shit and cum immediately. What am I saying here? It’s pointless to ask me “What if it was your husband/boyfriend?” I wish it was. Wow, I got so far off base I wrote a whole thing about cheating. I really need to focus. My mind just wanders at will, apparently. I’ll post the details on the next post today. There will be a bunch of posts today, so watch for them!
The clit pump video. Half a day late and a dollar short so to speak. I must have goofed something up because the entire post never made it up and I posted it at 4:30 today. Sorry about that. I gotta clean up and get back to it, got a date to keep tonight, with my long-lost trainer if anyone remembers him. Very curious to see what happens. I Will let you know even though he asked me not to!
Happy Thursday everyone! Sorry about the slow day yesterday. It was a travel day. The drive from the Ft Lauderdale area always wipes me out. It’s only 4 hours but the amazingly terrible drivers down south make it seem like an eternity. Anyway, I took some pics in my hotel while I was down there, so here they are! Let me know what you think. I have a video cumming today so keep your eye out for that as well.
My Boy-Toy is jealous. He wants’s to know where I’ve been and who I have been with. That’s so sweet! Stupid, but sweet all the same. Where have I been? Down south, going down south, sucking a big fat cock and getting my asshole stretched. Any more questions? No, I didn’t tell him that. I just told him I was seeing some old friends. I said old people do that, kiddo. He has the definite possibility of owning me via my pussy but as of this moment experienced cock is kicking his inexperienced cock’s ass. The breeding I took in South Florida reminded me of what it’s like to really be fucked. The kind of fucking where you just lay on the bed, sperm leaking out of all my holes, and just laughing. It was that good. He hasn’t reached that level of breeding yet. I have hopes for him, though. I’ll work with him to get him there. I can see myself begging him to empty his balls inside of me. One day. One day indeed.
I met another guy last night. At first I thought, man, I’m having some serious luck. We grabbed a quick something to eat. It only took a few minutes of talking and I realized luck wasn’t on my side. He constantly informed me how tough he was. How he could basically kick anyone’s ass because he was a trained MMA guy. I do not know why he felt the need to express himself that way to me. I’m sure there is a reason, but I don’t want to know it. In fact, he seemed angry at the waiter because he forgot the lemon for my water but it was like a pretend angry. Very weird. I would rather hear about him. Where are you from? What do you do? How’s your family? How big is your penis? Have you ever gotten a handjob under the table in a restaurant? Would you like one? That, my lovelies, is what I want to talk about. Tell me about beating the snot out of someone for beeping their horn at you and I’m out. That is exactly what happened last night. I threw a 20 on the table for my water and whatever he was going to order and said nice meeting you, good luck with everything, I have to go and I left. He was saying things as I left, but I was already thinking about banging my Boy-Toy, so I didn’t catch it. In fact, he was non-impactful I didn’t think about it until I sat down to smash this crap out on the computer. Sometimes it just doesn’t work out!
Catch you all in a bit!
Ok, here we go. I telling you this story, and it’s a long motherfucker because a fan on here has been anxiously awaiting my seven guys in one day adventure. Only it was a rather dull adventure as far as actual fucking goes. So right up front, I’m going to omit certain boring aspects of it and some rather “not hot” details. What I’m saying is that yes, this happened, and though the names are obviously changed to protect the non-innocent, certain artistic freedoms will be taken or you will fall asleep. Yes, there were 7 guys, all in my mouth and in my pussy. Wait. Ive changed my mind. I’m going to tell it as it actually happened. Real life is real life. Not as exciting as fiction, but then again, fiction didn’t happen. The seven guys stands as true. Actually, there were more, but egos, nerves, and shyness kept the dicks from standing tall on quite a few of them. That is the problem with “g-bangs” there are technical difficulties that often arise with the dicks. Or in this case, don’t arise. Pun intended. Add alcohol into this mix and it gets even more difficult. There was alcohol.
So how did it even begin? I had a guy I was seeing. He was much younger than me but I met him online on a site that is now defunct called Swappernet. It used to be the king daddy of swinger sites, but like so many before it, it is now dust in the wind. Some of you will probably recognize Swappernet. I was so into it I bought the lifetime membership. I got screwed on that one. Anyway, his name was Kenny. Kenny fucked me silly more than a few times at club 101 in Dayton, Ohio. I think that one is still going but kind of went low rent. Then there was club 104 in Cincinnati. I don’t know what became of that one. Sinday in Middletown was the happening club when I left. Kenny liked his blowjobs. I went to 104 with him and we fucked two different couples that night and each time he would pull out of some guys wife and stick his dick in my mouth and feed me his sperm. I enjoyed that very much. So much that I blew him in the car on the way home and drank a third load. He dropped me off at my house at like 4 am and I went to bed immediately. The next day when I woke up, I still had so much sperm in my belly that my then husband informed me that my breath smelled like fresh cum. Oops. Long story, not worth getting into that part of it. So, that’s how I knew Kenny.
Kenny called one afternoon on a weekend and was having a party with his friends and co-workers. I knew we were going to fuck, and I wanted to, so I went. When I got there, I found out that there were about 30 people there, all guys, and I was the only chick there and the oldest person by probably 15 yrs. Kenny liked to brag. Kenny liked to show off. He wasn’t afraid to tell people he was into swinging. He happily announced that I was married, he was fucking me, and we would fuck other couples together. I liked that. It turned me on having everyone know that. It made us the center of attention and I was ready to get down and dirty because of it. We got down and dirty in front of everyone. Someone goaded Kenny into proving his swinger status by getting a blowjob. He looked at me. I was like, fuck yes! So I sucked his dick in front of the entire party. Kenny asked me if others could join in, and I was thrilled to let that happen. This was a dream cum true for me. Nobody would bite, though. They just watched. So I pulled my pants off and put my vagina in the air while bent over sucking Kenny’s dick. Before I knew it, I was getting fingered in my sloppy box. So I got naked and then someone else was groping my tits. Then there was a dick out, so I replaced Kenney’s dick with the new one. It didn’t get hard. It stayed floppy, soft, and I was just about to give up when he dumped a load down my throat. Who knew a soft cock could still cum? I didn’t at the time, but over the years I have seen it quite a bit. He made all the sounds and jerky movements and I let a little sperm dribble down my chin, but swallowed the rest. Standing ovation for that one. So, dick number one on the cum list complete. Soft or not, just the fact that I swallowed the sperm fresh from the testicles in front of so many people made me dicktoxicated. Kenney got behind me and fucked me doggy style, and I came. I made all the weird facial expressions, all the grunts and groans. I’m sure my toes and fingers curled. I came hard. Then Kenney came into my pussy. I can still hear the silence in the room being broken by the “plop” of Kenney’s jizz hitting the floor as it poured out of me. I also remember someone being grossed out by it. They didn’t like it all and said some pretty harsh shit on their way out. Didn’t matter to me. I was dripping sperm out of my pussy in front of a bunch of people, and I was eating that attention up. Cum load number two in the books.
Apparently, it didn’t matter to another guy as well. He pulled his cock out and it was tiny and thin, but I remember the hardness. It was like stone. It was small and like sucking a finger, but that’s fun because you can do so much with small dicks in your mouth. He then moved behind me and slipped it inside of me. This is where the reality kicks in. Someone else started fucking around and telling him he just stuck his dick inside of a used pussy and that only a fag would do that. He kept asking him how Kenney’s jizz felt on his dick. He pulled out and never finished. I never saw him after that. That was too bad because I was looking forward to him adding to Kenney’s jizz in my box. I was hoping for a coffee cup full of nut inside of my box by the end of the fun.
I got up off my knees, didn’t worry about my clothes, and sat on a stool. Someone pointed out that I was leaking on the stool. I looked down and sure enough, Kenney’s nut was pooling on the stool. Kenney was still naked as well, so I wasn’t totally alone. I didn’t mind being naked. I wanted to be. Kenney was standing beside me, so I started stroking his dick which got back to semi hard. That’s when another guy asked if I would go to a bedroom with him. I said no. But I’ll fuck you right here. He wouldn’t do it. Kenney was hard enough to fuck again, so I bent over the stool and he started fucking me standing up. It was enough to get another guy to take his dick out and put it in my hand. It kind of got hard, but not really. Not hard enough to fuck. I leaned over and sucked on it and after a few minutes; it got plenty stiff. Kenney pulled out to switch, but before this guy got around to breeding me, he nutted all over my back. More applause and cum number three on my back in the bag. We took a break.
I cleaned up, hung around in the kitchen, guys kept flirting and saying really dumb shit but all in good nature. I finally got a black guy to take the plunge. He started sucking on my tits and then pulled out his cock, just average but hard, so two thumbs up for him! He was tall enough to fuck me on the table and I probably could of cum but he was just short of getting me there because he pulled out and shot his cum everywhere. It was in my hair it went so far. I just wiped it out with my fingers and licked them clean which got mixed results from the crowd. Apparently, not everyone is into seeing a chick eat sperm. So, cum number 4 in the hair and mission advancement on target.
Kenney was full mast again, so he stuck it in as soon as number 4 pulled out and then another guy walked up and put my hand on his hardon. Except he still had his pants on. I told him to take them off, and he declined. That’s as far as he went. I bored with that quick and just ignored him. Kenney was still breeding me though, and it was good. People are watching, but they are quiet now. It’s like lust settled in. No more jokes. No more laughing. They were dead serious. I hear someone say “fuck it” and then there is a dick sticking out the zipper of a pair of pants and in my mouth it goes. I tell him I want him to fuck me, so take his pants off. He won’t do it. So I keep sucking him but then another guy shows up, pants off, dick in hand, so I push pants on guy out of the way and suck him instead. Then pants on guy decides pants are coming off. So Kenney graciously pulls his dick out of me and puts it in my hand. His dick was replaced by the guy who didn’t want to take his pants all the way off, but decided it would be worth it to get inside of me. He asked me if I would flip over so he could fuck me from behind. Absolutely! He did just that and dumped a load of jizz in my guts. Cum number 5 in my guts and I’m ready for more!
The other guy I am blowing wants to titty fuck me. My tits weren’t as big as they are now. DD’s for sure, but still, titty fucking ain’t easy if you don’t have big floppy tits. But we did it and he came. His load bounced off my chin and all over my chest. Load number 6 on the tits.
To make a long story short, I went through 4 more guys who couldn’t get it up, keep it up, or cum. I was getting tired. Finally, I was stroking a guy under the table and he blasted all over my hand. He ran, literally ran, out of the house after that. Load number 7 in “hand.” There was a load number 8, but it was in my ass the next morning from Kenney.
Here is the funny part about the whole thing. All his friends started to magically find me or look me up on Swappernet and want dates. One even went so far as to say, “I just want to prove to you-you aren’t a whore.” Fuck me. Idiots. I am a whore and I wouldn’t choose to be anything else. If you could get fucked by 20 girls, who the fuck wouldn’t do that? I feel the same way about dicks. So don’t look at me like I’m the weird one. I’m just the one with enough lady balls to do it!
That’s it. The truth. I have never seen a g-bang or an orgy where all the dicks got hard. Doesn’t happen. Some people will never get over the stag
