Monday, July 31, 2006

Rock me, Roll me, Jackyl me off . . . Entry for July 31, 2006

Jackyl is definitely my all-time favorite band (next to Frank Zappa) and now I've seen them 6-7 times that I can remember, lol. I have seen them play in large venues (opened for Aerosmith), but I love catching them at clubs the best, they fucking kick ass! I've sneaked backstage twice, one time hung out in the backstage bathroom getting high with my ex when the band wandered in and out to take a piss. I even got them to autograph a black vinyl halter shorts suit in gold metallic marker (got Ted Nugent and Bad Company's on the same outfit) that I wore to a concert one time.

I fell in love with Jackyl from the very first time I heard one of their songs in the early 90's (it might have been Lumberjack or Dirty little mind). Their singer's vocals, Jesse Dupree, reminds me sooo much of Bon Scott, AC/DC's original singer. After Bon Scott died, I didn't care for AC/DC as much as I had before his death. Brian Johnson's a good singer, don't get me wrong, he just doesn't have the charisma that Bon Scott had (don't get offended hardcore AC/DC fans!). In addition to kickin' ass on the airwaves, Jackyl's live shows rock too!

Saturday night's Jackyl Concert at Club Baja in Evansville, IN was no exception. It was almost an hour and a half drive for me to get there, but since Jackyl didn't start playing until 12:30 I didn't leave the house until 10pm. On the way there, my car overheated (again). Stupid me, I forgot to check my fluids. So here I am in that low-cut dress you see in the pic above, wearing heels and sheer black panties and nothing else, as the wind whipped my dress up while I got the water jug out the trunk.

I didn't put my emergency flashers on because I hoped nobody would stop. So I filled my radiator with water and let the engine cool down some and checked over my driving directions. Now as anyone knows that uses Mapquest, Yahoo Maps, or Rand McNally, the directions you get once you are in town aren't always that accurate. I had never been to Club Baja before, so didn't exactly know where it is, and the directions they gave on their website were coming from Indiana, not from Kentucky, like I was. So now I had to stop and ask for directions when I didn't find the street I was looking for right away (it's a woman thing guys, you wouldn't understand, lol).

So I walk into this gas station with my tits half hanging out, and this dumbass clerk was like "Duh. . .Club Baja?" Luckily this young guy in line said he was going down to Marina Pointe and I could just follow him. I thanked him, and gave him a better look down my top, and got in my car. The dude had this really nice Mustang GT too, and here I was in my dusty little Toyota, lol. I followed him there with no problem. As we pulled up into the parking lot and I gave him the wave, I immediately started hunting for a spot cause the lot was FULL.

I found an unmarked spot in front of a pickup right before the parking lot entrance and considered myself lucky. I paid my 10 bucks at the door, went inside and checked the place out. It was pretty cool, located on the Evansville Marina, and it was right next to the water. Half the club was outside under a tent canopy, and that's where the band was setting up. I'm a veteran of many concerts and know what makes for a fun night, so I took care of things. 1) Take a pee right away 2) get a drink (or 2 or 3) and 3) try to squeeze through the crowd and get right up in front of the stage.

As a female, I've discovered several successful tricks on how to get to the front row at a general admission concert. First, wear something very low cut (if ya got it, flaunt it). Second, get right next to a guy that's taller than you (not hard for me, I'm 5ft tall). His eyes will naturally gravitate to your tits and he'll back up to get a better view, and your another step closer to the stage. A variation of this is bumping your boobs against one of his body parts and he'll jump back, and you're one step closer to the stage again. And don't have an attitude, smile, have a good time! People will appreciate the party vibe and let ya scoot in better.

Luckily the crowd was pretty loosely gathered around the stage and it took me all of 5 minutes to get in close. Once I got up against the stage I realized my mistake, I had forgotten to buy another Smirnoff Ice (or two) to drink during the concert. Oh well, I was in too good of a spot to want to leave so resigned myself to having a good time while being hot, sweaty and thirsty. By the time Jackyl took to the stage, I was already starting to drip sweat between my titties, but it was well worth it.

The concert was awesome! Loud as fuck and everyone was partying! They rocked the house and there the whole band was, just feet in front of me, dripping sweat all over. It made my pussy so fucking hot, and Jesse! He was singing right in front of me, his long blond hair starting to darken with sweat as he belted out another song. The drummer, Chris Worley, always wears just his underwear (and is pretty fucking hot too) was the only one on the stage not wet with sweat. Jesse finally took off his white wife beater and there it was, the chest of my dreams, less than a foot away, sweating all over me, lol.

I was dancing and screaming with along with everyone else, while Jesse sang and played guitar right in front of my face. He wore faded jeans with a square hole high up on his thigh; "easy access" pants, I've always called them, lol. About midway through their set, I got up enough nerve to finally reach up and stroke his bare leg through the rip in his pants, but he probably didn't notice. The band was passing around a fifth of Crown Royal between songs by this time. Every now and then when Jesse played his guitar while singing, I would catch him rubbing his crotch. My pussy started getting immediately wet as I imagined my hand rubbing his cock through his jeans.

Every now and then I would catch his eye and smile, as he looked down my half-exposed chest. I hope it made his dick hard. He's so fucking great to watch perform (damn, I sound like a star-struck fucking schoolgirl, lol), and his banter before singing "Dirty Little Mind" got me hotter than ever. He was getting the crowd jumpin' and described what the men should do to "all the ladies in the house, waddaya say!" He described spreading a chick's pussy lips, sticking his face down in her snatch and vibrating his lips. While he was talking, I had my hand pressed through the front of my dress between the buttons, and rubbed my hard little clit till it stuck way out.

The sweat was already running down my hair, between my tits, under my dress, down my legs and now here my pussy was dripping with another kind of wetness. I soooo wanted to rip that belt off Jesse's pants, shove his cock in my mouth and my fingers deep inside of me. But I did get to travel my hand up his leg and briefly rubbed his cock. All too soon the show was over and it was time to go. My ears were ringing and numb from being nearly on the stage, but that was all right, I had a great fucking time. That was I had a great fucking time UNTIL I got a flat tire not 15 minutes down the road.

My tires are only one and a half years old and not bald either, so I wasn't sure what happened. I pulled over and filled it with fix-a-flat (be prepared!) then limped down the road to a gas station. So here I am, at 2am with car trouble, dressed like I was, now bent over in a truck stop parking lot, and NO ONE helps me change the flat. All them damn truckers couldn't have been sleeping! After jacking the car up (it fell down once), I had to have some guy getting gas help me get the tire off (it was stuck, of course) but he didn't stay to help me fix it. So much for my freshly painted fingernails . . .

I got home without any more drama (it was 4:30 in the morning by this time) and jumped on ANYwebcam, rolled one up and started chatting a little. I chatted back and forth in The Pussy Café and perved a few cams while smoking a fat one. All in all, it turned out to be a pretty fucking good night considering all the shit that had gone on I had been a little bummed early in the day because the girlfriend that was supposed to drive and go there with me couldn't get out of work. But now, even with all the drama . . . oh wait, I forgot to mention what happened out in the parking lot.

So the concert's over and I'm walking back to my car and I notice a bunch of drunk/fucked up people parked right next to me, but sitting on their cars. This one drunk asshole goes "Wasn't that concert fucked?" and I looked at him and was like uh, no seen em 6-7 times, blah blah blah, and tried to avoid an argument. So this redneck drunk (hehehe, Jackyl does a song called "Redneck Punk"), Starts talking shit to me, and turns around and moons me while I'm standing with my keys in my hand near the trunk. So what do I do? I stick the plastic key fob (you know the kind radio stations give away?) straight up in his ass crack.

The motherfucker jumped up and goes "Bitch, you just fucked me in the ass!!!" and his drunk buddy's hit the ground rolling, laughing so fucking hard. Then he turns around and goes "Just for that, I'm gonna piss on your car." And acts like he's taking out his dick. I walked back up next to him and said "Don't you fucking lie Dude, you know you liked it. I felt you open them ass cheeks wider when I stuck it in." Everybody fell out this time, even he had to laugh and quit trying to piss on my car.

I started getting into the car then turned around and came back. I turned with my back to em and said "Since you mooned me, it's my turn now!" and I flipped up the back of my dress, showing my ass in a tight pair of very sheer, black hipster panties with aqua blue lace around the edges (my favorite pair). I got into my car listening to the whistles and wolf calls, smiling. Never let the assholes get ya down, lol. That was the parking lot drama, lol.

OK, back to the story . . . so there I am, my cam is still on AWC (but not chatting), and I'm laying on the bed naked, trying to unwind from the days events. But sleep is far away as my thoughts kept turning to Jackyl's singer Jesse Dupree. His sexy body, his handsome face, his fuckin' party attitude, his masculine smell, I had all of it, right in front of me . . . and was unable to consume any of it it in my lust like I craved. I thought of all the things I wanted to do to his body and it made my hands travel down to my pussy. Damn, I was fuckin wet again, lol.

I closed my eyes and remembered all the images from the concert. I could see him on stage, his cock right there for me to touch, the soft feel of worn denim outlining his dick as I stroked it . . . as I stroked my pussy faster and deeper. "So much for trying to fall asleep" I thought, as I got up from the bed and retrieved my purple egg and Ruffles (my dildo) from the toy drawer. I laid back down and closed my eyes, imagining me in the dressing room with Jesse. He's still dripping with sweat, it clings to his golden chest hairs and runs down his "treasure trail" and disappears into his torn faded jeans.

I slid Ruffles inside my soaking wet pussy, stroking it smoothly, with the vibrating egg on my clit. Delicious waves traveled through my body as I imagined tasting the sweat running down his chest, my tongue travelling down. Trying to nibble at his hips while unbuckling his belt, I imagined letting lose his throbbing cock. I could hear how wet my pussy was getting while I thought of taking his hands and wrapping them in my hair, while I lowered my mouth on his dick and started to suck. I fucked my pussy faster, pulling the hood up from my clit up and putting the vibe right on the tip. Fuck it felt soooo gooood!

I flipped Ruffles around and put the large end of the dildo in my pussy and gasped (my pussy is getting tighter from non-use, lol). I was imaging Jesse bending me over, spreading the cheeks of my big round ass and rubbing his cock in my pussy juices, getting it and me wetter. I could feel cum from my pussy dripping on my hand now and thought of that rockl hard cock sliding into me. I imagined how hot the view of him fucking me was from up above; how Jesse could look at my tattoos and use my long hair as reins, while he rode my pussy HARD. That thought was all it took and my clit exploded into orgasm.

I fucked my self faster, thinking of his cock shooting cum all over my ass while I rubbed my clit from underneath, and this time came even harder. I was squirting all over and tried turning my head into the pillow, stifling my moans and cries while I shook in orgasm again and again. By the time I was finally all done cumming I had a wet spot bigger than a dinner plate soaking into my sheets and sticking to my ass, lol. Thanks Jesse, you weren't there baby, but you were awesome anyways! Love ya!

Kisses!
Tst

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Emails, yahoo messenger and assholes (on a rant). . . Entry for July 25, 2006

I get yahoo messenger invites from everyone it seems, and I never turn em down, but rarely add people unless a) I know who they are/we have chatted before or b) they say something interesting or funny to catch my attention. I received an e-mail from chuck_in@yahoo.com (here's his 360 profile: http://360.yahoo.com/profile-Nnr5_Lcyc7MYbav5JgLrAA--?cq=1 ) and couldn't remember who he was. I do remember cleaning out my messenger list and deleting him due to non-use. But I was nice and wrote back, then he got shitty with me, I couldn't believe it! Anyways, this is how the e-mails back and forth went:

> > ----- Original Message ----
> > From: Chuck
> > To: thesexy.tech@yahoo.com
> > Sent: Monday, July 24, 2006 7:50:03 PM
> > Subject: Re:

> > Hadnt heard back from you. Kinda hard to keep
> > your attention. Hope youre doing well. Don't
> > think you ever sent me any pix either. Good
> > luck
> > and take care. XO

> --- thesexy.tech@yahoo.com wrote:

> > sorry, that was rude of me. Sometimes things
> > get lost in my inbox (not to mention my head,
> > lol). What pic was I going to send?
> > tst

> ----- Original Message ----
> From: Chuck
> To: thesexy.tech@yahoo.com
> Sent: Monday, July 24, 2006 10:09:03 PM
> Subject: Re:

> who knows ????

--- thesexy.tech@yahoo.com wrote:
> hows that?
> tst

I sent him the picture above, I do NOT send naked pics to ANYONE I haven't seen on cam LIVE, due to the fact that I could be talking to a teenager for all I know. I mean for real, a pic can be of ANYBODY, and I'd hate to be called to the carpet for sending nude pics to a child. This is what he e-mailed back to me:

----- Original Message ----
From: Chuck
To: thesexy.tech@yahoo.com
Sent: Tuesday, July 25, 2006 10:33:12 AM
Subject: Re:

how would I know or care what photo you weresupposed to or going to send me when I have neverseen one of your pics before in my life? Whywould I care what you send? Not too impressedwith your attitude, your lack of conversation orcommunication. You took weeks to send one louseyphotos from the rear and Im supposed to beexcited? LOL get a clue. I am looking for a womanto meet in person who will send anything anytimewithout all the bullshit.

Now this idiot WAS on my 360 page so had seen me before, but until I wrote this I didn't remember who he was. He even sent me a pic, which I believe isn't even him. So this was my reply:

----- Original Message ----
From: thesexy.tech@yahoo.com
To: Chuck
Sent: Tuesday, July 25, 2006 10:33:12 AM
Subject: Re:

EXCUUUUUSE ME, but what makes you think you are WORTHY of someone who will do that? YOU wrote ME about the pic, I am a very busy person sometimes and I don't even know who you are! So why don't you just go bother someone else? You get a clue, I don't need anyone . . .

And this was his final reply back

----- Original Message ----
From: Chuck
To: thesexy.tech@yahoo.com
Sent: Tuesday, July 25, 2006 11:11:12 AM
Subject: Re:

youre gross. yuk , too poor to buy a thong and too dumb to keep up.. lol fuck off lol

What an idiot! Of course at this point I could have flamed him about his microscopic cock and inability to get someone to go out with him, etc., but that would've been too easy. I thought this was much better. He wasn't worth the effort and I thought you could all use a laugh. Like I give a flying fuck what some useless nobody thinks of me? Hell, I don't really care what ANYONE thinks of me honestly, because it's what I think about MYSELF that matters.

I think too many people care what others think about them, that's what's wrong with people these days. You need to LOVE yourself (and not be in love with yourself, god I hate that!) for who and what you are, with all your assets and your liabilities, strengths and weaknesses. Don't try to fit into someone else's idea of who/what you should be. Nobody's perfect and that's what makes life interesting. I like you just the way you are!

Love and kisses!
Tst

Thursday, July 20, 2006

BBQ part TWO . . . Entry for July 21, 2006

OK, now where was I? Oh yea, that's right, I was rolling over onto my back (grin). I rolled over onto my back with my arms over my head, feeling the bars of metal rail headboard. I turned my heard to the right and Darla was there kissing me, while her husband slid a little lower and started sucking on my nipples. It felt sooo fucking good kissing a woman again, one that really enjoyed being kissed in return. I decided to let them both have their way with me (lol) since both of our last threesomes ended badly, I was decidedly not in aggressor mode.

As me and Darla kissed and caressed each other (and while Arden was working his way lower down my body), she whispered to me that she was a little "under the weather" but she still wanted to play with me. I was cool with it, been there/done that before. As long as they were happy, I was happy. Arden moved from between us, to between my legs and started leasing me with his tongue. To be honest, being with a woman was more of a turn on for me, but didn't want to ignore my host once he got my attention so deliciously, lol.

I've been with many, MANY men in my life, and quite a few have professed that they like to eat pussy. But I have found out that in practice, what they really mean is that they like to eat pussy because it gets their dick sucked. With me, you're gonna get your dick sucked no matter what you do (lol) so after a while the ratio of my giving blow jobs to receiving head becomes like my 50 to their 1. But every now and then you'll come across a guy you really REALLY enjoys eating pussy, and you can just tell. Darla's husband is one of those kinda guys (lucky woman!).

Not only does he enjoy it, he's really REALLY good at it too! (I high fived him the next day about his awesome pussy eating, lol) He says he has to make up for having a small dick someway, Lmao. Personally, I didn't think his dick was that small, Bubby's was smaller. Anyways, back to the tale . . .He explored my pussy with his tongue, while us girls explored each other's mouths. God my pussy was so fucking wet! I closed my eyes and hands roamed over my body, touching me everywhere, my clit and lips swelling as Arden sucked, licked and nibbled.

I bucked my hips and arched my back, grabbing the rails above my head, wanting him to put his fingers deep in my pussy. I was already dripping, now I wanted to gush. But he was timid with his fingering, like he was afraid to hurt me. At that time, I wouldn't have minded getting hurt a little, all I know is that I wanted my pussy FILLED! I started feeling a little greedy, so I raised him off me, kissed his lips and said "It's your turn now!" and climbed on top of him. I leaned over and kissed him again, while teasing his nipples with my own.

Running my tongue down his body I crawled lower between his legs while Darla touched me all over, my pussy was throbbing! I quickly got up and grabbed a couple Peppermint Altoids (Curiously Strong, lol) and chewed em up, leaving some of it in my mouth. Slowly I slid my mouth on his cock, dissolving the candy with my tongue. I tasted his minty cock and sucked him in deep, rubbing his balls, taking my mouth off and breathing hot coolness on his dick. I teased and stroked my hair across his body, while Darla stroked mine.

I was having so much fun, I didn't notice right away, but then I did . . . Curse of the Whiskey Dick! We were all pretty drunk by then, and he was by far the drunkest of all of us (after all, it was his birthday party). Earlier when we were drinking the "creekwater", he had brought out a bottle of Kentucky Bourbon (naturally). "Arden, you better not . . ." Darla warned him. She was afraid of him drinkin' whiskey and turning "red". "Oh I'll be alright", he promised and turned the bottle up. Well, she got to tell him "I TOLD you so!" when he couldn't get it hard.

I didn't let that little drawback stop me, I still love to give oral and I wasn't about to stop. Especially since Darla had came up behind me on the bed and started touching my pussy. She was tentative at first, then got bolder and began licking my clit. I moaned around his cock in my mouth and sucked harder. He had his hands wrapped in my hair and I shoved my ass up higher so she could get at me better. The more excited I got, the faster I sucked at Arden's dick, and the more he got excited in return.

I so wanted her to finger me, but she was afraid she'd get me with her nails. I wouldn't have cared, I needed to have SOMETHING in my pussy, I wanted to CUM. She licked, I moaned and sucked and kept fucking Arden's cock with my mouth. His body was tense, leg muscles tight, really getting into my blow job. Her hands were all over me, touching, stroking, caressing, and making my body shiver. It was all so fucking HOT!!! I kinda felt bad cause I couldn't return the favor to Darla right then, but I was sure she wouldn't mind a rain check (grin).

After a bit he wanted to turn the tables again, but I said, "Wait a sec", and grabbed Ruffles (for those not in the know, it's my acrylic dildo) from my backpack by the bed and handed it to him. I think I said something like "That's Ruffles, cause Ruffles have r-r-r-ridges" (and that's a reference to an old ad campaign for Ruffles brand potato chips), lol. I laid back down on the bed, raised my arms above my head and grabbed the headboard bars. I kissed Darla and played with her face, brushing her hair away, stroking her cheek, all the while her hubby was trying out my toy on me.

I moaned into Darla's mouth, her kisses making me hotter and wetter. I could hear and feel how wet, as my pussy juices splashed my thighs, soaking his hand, all the while his tongue lusted away at my clit. I could tell by the way Arden held it he was still kinda nervous that he might hurt me (Ruffles is kinda long, but I use most of it as a handle, lol). So I wrapped both hands around headboard bars and bucked my hips harder and harder towards my dildo. My pussy came, again and again, and it felt like a flood.

As the waves of orgasm wound down, and our breathing calmed, I ended up in the middle, snuggling Darla, and being cuddled by Arden. The whole room smelled like really good sex and it was 5am by this time. I was pretty well thrashed, my whole body still humming. He said he was disappointed in his performance due to the whiskey dick, and he told me he'd make it up to me soon. I said "That's cool!" because now since I owe Darla one too, maybe I can make it up to both of them this weekend when they come over for some pussy, lol. Did I mention I was giving her a baby black and orange calico kitten?

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Naughty Horoscopes . . . Entry for July 19, 2006

The following was sent to my bi-women's group (thanks Barbara C) and I found it VERY interesting. I'm a Cancer and was like, yep, that's me, lol ('cept for the part about secretly wanting my nipples pierced, no way). So what's your sign? And don't say Neon, lol.
Kisses!
Tst

}} NAUGHTY HOROSCOPES {{
Virgo (Aug 23 - Sept. 22)-- This is the MOST confused sign on the planet. This sign is pretty realistic: No Frills. They love to fuck in showers not because it's kinky...but because of hygienic reasons...they are big into sanitary issues. Every Virgo I have ever met has issues...always going back to hygiene. They have to arrange time in their busy schedules to have sex...But when a reservation is made...You had better be there on time, if not a little early. With flowers. And Clean. Virgos want to make their partner happy. That's it. USUALLY. You will always get a freaky Virgo, but not often. Even so, they will TRY to get YOU to cum. And if they can't make you cum, they will buy someone or something that will. Yes you read that right. The sign of the virgin believes in prostitution. Missionary is their big thing. I wish I could give Virgos more kink...but, that's about it. Except maybe try spanking them sometime and see what will happen. They LIVE to masturbate.. . Whether its you rubbing them, them rubbing you...them rubbing against your fox fur coat...whatever! Some Virgos WANT to be punished. They will do naughty things to be caught so they can be punished. They are perfect for Aries who want to punish SOMEBODY. Anybody! Pretend rape scenes also turn on Virgos. As long as they know they are secretly safe. If you have ever seen the Carnival Rape scene in 'Henry & June' this is a Virgo wet dream. Also all Virgos like to see Camel Toes...what' s up with that? Sherlock Holmes was probably a Virgo...or a repressed Gemini.

Libra (Sept. 23 - Oct. 23)-- Let the games begin! Libra will try anything once. Twice to make sure they liked it. Three times to be absolutely sure. Do not touch a Libra's head during oral sex...that may work with an Aries, but not here. Libras LOVE giving oral - They LOVE getting it , too. But don't feel like they get enough...too bad, because they sure as hell are getting enough of everything else. They will buy toys to make YOU use it on THEM. Libras are mental creatures that believe in living and fulfilling fantasies that they haven't done in real life...which is rare because they have done almost EVERYTHING. They have no problem sploshing. To them, sitting in a pie COULD be fun. Porn? Bring it on! Sex, video AND food? ALRIGHT! They are heavily exhibitionistic by accident. They are accident prone, they lose bras, underwear, condoms....they also accidentally end up in bed with people. Amazing how THAT works! They like to cross dress. Both sexes do this quite well, actually. Male Librans are mistaken for women all the time, and Female Libras are mistaken for men every now and again too...its because they are under the goddess Aphrodite. They are never just ONE sex. They can always feel what the opposite sex feels. Which is why they are rarely clingy, except in rare circumstances when they have been led on, then watch the manipulative side of the scales swing. They love to role play and play dress up. They like to dress like hookers or Queen Elizabeth (This is the men, too!) Who are they really? It depends on what day of the week it is. They believe that life is too short to date ugly people in more ways than one. So if you are being shagged by a Libra, there is a good reason. Whether you are attractive physically, emotionally, mentally or have a fantastic sense of humor, there is always a reason for a Libra to be fucking you. But they HATE vulgarity. They despise feeling like they are on a waiting list to get your attention... worse yet, feeling like they are your groupie. That won't last long, then. They have already figured out HOW to destroy you...now they are biding their time to see how long until they throw YOU away...with nothing. But, if you get past all that, expect long luxurious nights talking and playing Strip Tarot or Naked Chess. They are the Graceful Slut...but not slutty and yet accident prone. If you are going to fuck a Libra: Get mirrors. Lots of them. They have more vanity issues than a Gemini. Nothing is TOO kinky for them. They are the eternal Courtesan or Concubine. They are sex therapists, porn writers who knows?

Scorpio (Oct. 24 - Nov. 21) -- HOLEE SHIT! Here comes the masters and mistresses of FUCK! Sorry Leo, but Scorps ARE the leaders in the Kink O Rama factor (Hey Lions, you are the kings and queens of everything ELSE...let it go...OMMMMMMMM) Scorpios KNOW how to seduce. They KNOW what is kinky. They are highly manipulative. They KNOW how to get you to do what THEY want. They KNOW how to fuck. And they are making room for modifications. All they have to do is walk into a room and look at you, and you WILL be on your back assuming the position. One Scorpio I knew used to shackle her lover to her dining room table and serve food around his naked . body for dinner parties. She would put the Dip right between his legs and tell everyone to try some. This is just an idea of Scorpio kink. She would punish him later if things went...er... awry. Anne Rice (During her 'Beauty' phase) wants to be a Scorpio. Leos and Scorpios make for a fabulous tryst...but the emotions are staggering. Don't dare TRY to make a Scorpio jealous...they will duct tape you to a chair and make you watch them fuck your boss... or your sister/brother. .or Mother...hell, that's their idea of a typical normal Thursday night. They love to use gag balls. They always have carpet burns on their knees and back...this is from their constant rutting like a wild weasel in heat. They are also very cunning and secretive. They LOVE pony girls and have a fetish for riding crops and bridles. Most Scorpios have mastered the Binaca Blowjob for heightened and elongated pleasure. I hope you can go the distance and can make them come...otherwise gods help ya. Favorite Song: Master and Servant. Most female Scorpios have a horrible tendency of being Alcohol Lesbians...get them drunk enough they will kiss a girl...or two....or three...or five....One Scorpio girl I knew got so toasty at a party once...she kissed EVERYONE in the entire house...there were at least sixty people there! All their clothes are easy access. And they can definitely get their foot over their head. One Scorpio man I knew could blow himself. A definite good time...but beware their sting.

Sagittarius (Nov. 22 - Dec. 21) -- Right out the chute I am going to tell you...THEY LOVE TO BE SHAVED. True love is being shaved. Sagittarius love is being shaved by someone they love. And they LOVE to travel. They are constantly moving. They are always packing and going somewhere. They are the outdoorsy type. Why fuck in a tent when you can be surrounded by Sequoias under a moonlit night and have sex? Sags will Fuck Everywhere! Most Sags flash body parts and are closet nudists. They will be the first to register for nude volleyball at the nudist resort. Don't get me wrong, they have a TON of provocative clothing at home, but they like to be naked. EVERYWHERE. They don't know why its against the law to drive naked in a convertible especially. It just doesn't seem right. Downright Anti-American to them. They are also bleeding heart cause fighters. They believe that sex is a biological function amongst friends...why fight it when you can fuck it? A perfect night for them is to : Talk. Fuck. Talk. Fuck. Go out and look at sea otters...Pick some flowers...Talk. Fuck. Laugh. Have a drink. Talk. Fuck. Dinner. Fuck. Sleep. Fuck and Fuck some more! Male Sags have more fetishes than a female Sag. Foot fetishes...Lingerie ...cross dressing...Female Sags are nature lovers: Do it in the bushes, Sex on the beach, in the ocean, hell behind the local Laundromat! Kinky? they Love Kinky. Wear that pirate getup for these girls, they'll be on their knees in a heartbeat. They'll dress kinky and skip the panties under a short skirt if you're going out on the town, just to get you going, and I do mean going~ these girls want it all night long! Whipped cream, body oils and bondage,Licking and sucking, whatever it takes to keep the party going! . They believe in doing it and doing it often! fucking before the movie starts..., fucking at the theatre during the previews and maybe a quick blowjob on the way home. Sag females love sexing up your whole body! Give them a chance, there won't be a body part they haven't sucked licked or fucked!You can touch them anywhere and they got hott cause they're freaky like that! They love leg rubs and Jacuzzis, this is because their thighs are a hot spot...They' ll be the ones holding you up fucking in the closet at your friends housewarming party at two in the morning. They are built for lot and lots of sex in any way shape or form, kinky or slow teasing, fast and hard or slow and easy~ if you want to get your freak on, Sagittarians are the way to go! None of the other signs love Sex as Much as a Sag!

Capricorn (Dec. 22 - Jan. 19) -- Just as I was writing this one, my Capricorn friend proceeds to call me...Capricorns are psychic by accident. They have no idea the fates smile on them from time to time...they just accept it an move on. You can turn on a Cappie just by breathing on them. They are strong and responsible and have dignity. But they are too easy to turn on sometimes. And watch out when they are horny...whoever is in the room better have protection. They are natural screamers and leave bite marks. they like sex a lot as a favorite past time. Usually during commercial breaks is perfect. Its nothing for a Cappie to fuck seven or eight times during commercial breaks in an hour long T.V. Show. They like to do it in the shower...on the furniture... on other peoples furniture... on other peoples beds...Cars. ..Tents.. .boats... .yep, if they are in the mood...it could be at the President's inauguration. ..get ready for some nookie! They love to bite. They might seem at first sight of them rather cold and insensitive. But when they warm up? There is no stopping them. They like to have the back of their knees licked. They live for tongue massages. They think porno is just SILLY...who thought THAT up? But they will watch it to see if they are missing anything. Give them dim lighting, a roaring fireplace and a nice bottle of wine...you might as well reconcile yourself to the fact that you better leave the phones off for the entire weekend and order food in. They like to play games...as long as they are in charge. This is a misunderstood sign...they can be very kinky. As long as it is with people they love.

Aquarius (Jan. 20- Feb. 18) -- MY favorite sluts are Aquarius. Why? Because if you don't expect anything in return, you won't be disappointed. Sounds easy, huh? They will get under your skin though, so beware. It's easy to be hurt by an Aquarius because they don't want you to know what they are thinking. If they are silent but you are in the room with them...chances are they are in heavy thought. But don't worry, chances are they are thinking about you...and fifteen other things. Water bearers look at sex like it is a form of recess. They can turn you on by simply walking in the room. They are the Rain Man of the Zodiac. They give too much of themselves to others that don't give a shit...then get shy to those that care about them. Go figure. They like kinky. They are easy going. To them, it's a learning experience. Male Aquarians like to tease and live life in a fantasy world. Female Aquarians can't masturbate enough...Males never get the chance to masturbate because everybody wants a piece of them. They like their ankles nibbled. They love back massages. Their ultimate adventure is the "But we might get caught" game. They will fuck wherever they run the risk of being seen or found by another lover. Don't expect faithfulness from these creatures... it's just not in their DNA. They are open minded to the point that anything shiny will derail their train of thought. Fucking while standing or leaning is a plus here. Fuck with their mind and they will follow you anywhere. They enjoy being fucked in groups of three. Think being Jack Nicholson in bed with the three Witches of Eastwick? This is a Aquarian dream. They need you to make the first move. Not to be dominated. But to bring them back to earth now and again for a little physical funtime. They get lost in the clouds a lot. Don't derail from your personal pleasure course, however, otherwise you will be just talking to them all night. which can be stimulating just as well too. Beware! They are the flirts and teases from HELL! Never take one on a trip to a Home Depot when you are both horny. This can lead to nasty things.

Pisces (Feb. 19- Mar. 20) -- Get out the boots - Stiletto heels - foot creams and panty hose...here come da fishies! They are the LEADERS in foot fetish. Masturbation in shoes? Okay. Toe masturbation. ..bring it on! They love using their feet.Suck on a Pisceans toes and SEE what happens! Fucking in the water and see them squirm. Pisces have probably done it in a sex swing. Or at least considered how strong the ceiling beams are on their house to put one in. Pisces men break furniture when they fuck...things get flung everywhere. Pisces can be turned on by the wierdest things...Trains. ..Water fountains... Jump rope...Whatever. They are the sirens calling you to the beach where you will end up on your back on a towel with water all over you and not wanting it to stop. I have heard it said that its the Pisces that will cross the darker kinky side at least once...just to say "YEP. did that. Not that great" OR "What do you MEAN you never......" SAM from sex and the city should be a Pisces. These babes are perfectionists. You will have a perfect orgasm with them...so will they..in fact, they strive for perfection in everything they do...it's all in th details for them. There will not be ONE hair out of place with a Pisces. All of their fetish jewelry will match a specific whip or dress or shoes. EVERYTHING MUST MATCH! I have one Pisces friend that has nipple tassels that match for every pair of underwear and whip that she owns! NO SHIT! You might think they are shy! HA! They are just planning something. I had a Pisces Friend (Same Pisces friend with the matching tassels by the way) who was at a nudist beach in Brazil (You will always find a Pisces at a beach...its inbred in them) A middle aged man in his early 50's or so came up to her and immediately saw her body and BABING! got a hard on! Not feeling shocked in any way, shape or form, she walked right up to him and put her hand on his cock for a moment , then with her same hand took her sunglasses off , looked him RIGHT in the eye and said "DAHLING, your erection is SUPERB!" and she walked off never to see him again. You never can tell what the hell a Pisces will do, but I guarantee that it will be SUPERB! SECRET: Pisces women fall for a man that can wear a high heel and garter. And look good

Aries (March 21 - April 19) -- Aries LIVES for head massages. ANY part of their head: Lips, Eyelids, Eyes, Tongue, you name it! Aries also likes to fuck in public places during business hours. You need to be open minded with an Aries...If you don't feel like being duct taped to a wall and beaten with live ferrets: Tell Them. Be warned! IF you don't want to be kinky, don't be with an Aries. If you say 'No' too often to them you may lose them as a lover forever. Aries Idea of Heaven Is: Participating in live sex shows for money. Having their favorite human toy win first place in a pony boy/girl race. Fucking as an art form on display in a gallery. They secretly crave to be strippers or Annie Sprinkle. Aries LIVES to be jealous...they also like to coordinate other people fucking. Secretly desire to be fluffers. Aries owned a Violet Wand before it was popular. They are also Sadists. The best gift to give an Aries is designer colored nylon rope in their favorite color. They live to tease and torture...HEY. ..Somebody' s gotta do it, right? They like hair pulling. Beware of their 'toy' collections. Don't tease them...they will rape you. They love pony boys and girls...I cannot emphasize this enough! They like it doggie style especially if they are steering. Give an Aries 100 feet of rope and a 250 dollar flogger, they will follow. As long as they get to be the one holding the handle.

Taurus (April 20 - May 20) -- Don't tease them. It will only piss them off. Taureans are realists. If you say that you are horny: Prepare to be fucked. Taureans are heavy indulgers, though. All forms of indulgence: Sex-drugs-wine- food...whatever their vice may be: they simply cannot get enough. They do not believe in moderation. They will fuck until they are sore. Taurus likes to have sex just for the sake of having sex. What they lack in originality, they make up for in stamina and endurance. Okay...so they may not be into bondage, okay? But they WILL lick you until you have at least three orgasms or until you pass out...whichever comes first. Taurus uses their tongue for EVERYthing.. .and I mean that. They love to lick people in whipped cream, alcohol, chocolate, flesh and candy???Bring it on! Caution: They are looking for a relationship so be kind to them.They also have a BIG wet thing for scent. Sometimes they don't want a lover to bathe before sex. Or you may find them shaggin in a garden or a greenhouse.. .to smell the dirt: After all, they are Earth signs.

Gemini (May 21 - June 21) -- Ever heard the saying "Been there. Done that?" chances are it came from a Gemini. They are always changing...they are the eternal Chameleon. You never who you are fucking that day. They have had sex. A lot of sex. Probably because they are in a constant state of flux...always looking for the new high. The biggest turn on for a Gemini is: LOCATION LOCATION LOCATION. Here is just a smattering of places that I know Geminis have fucked: In the elevator of the mausoleum of Forest Lawn Cemetery DURING A FUNERAL. Wine cellars in nightclubs. Vip Areas of Theatres. Public Parks. The 18th Hole of a private golf course. In the center of a race track just as the flag was going up. On various Gym equipment at numerous health spas. A football stadium during the SuperBowl. A Balcony railing at Mardis Gras in the French Quarter...just to name a few. If it's shiny...they will want it. They are big on DRAMA so be prepared for them to set the mood for sex no matter WHERE you might end up. They WILL take the initiative. They live off their charm. If they are male and gay they will still be the greatest fuck your female friend has ever had. Go figure. They are also Voyeurs but always willing to lend a hand ... or any other part of anatomy. If they are depressed, suck on their fingers, that always seems to cheer them up. Their goal is to fuck in the front row of the OSCARS when the cameras pans on them so that they can wave.

Cancer (June 22 - July 22) -- 69 This is the sign that needs to be cuddled. They may believe that they were born in the wrong period or century. They DWELL in the past...Victorian. ..Roman.. .Medieval. ..You name it. They usually will only fuck at night...come to think of it...they fuck better at night anyway. Maybe its because they are ruled by the Moon. This is a sign that is looking for TRUE love...I mean REAL TRUE DEEP LOVE...that 'Romancing The Stone' Frikkin 'Wuthering Heights' kind of love. They probably cry at the end of any Jane Austin flick. They want to be swept off of their feet. They really do deserve it, too. They are constantly dumped on by previous past fucktard ex lovers that think they own them. Sometimes Cancers pick the wrong guy/girl and get beat up or emotionally hurt. Why? They think its what they deserve. Which is bullshit. They are wonderful people. They love water sports (Jacuzzis/pools/ showers/saunas/ bathhouses. ..) They want to be comfortable while fucking...oh sure the foreplay may have had you bent over a barstool...but when you get home they want comfy couches, beds, fluffy pillows, anything soft and fuzzy that is not a pet. Cancerians also have a horrible tendency to misplace their clothing. Highly Exhibitionistic. They live for Oral...as long as it tastes good. Karma Sutra honey dust is a good start...mints. ..ice cream..anything with sugar...fruit. ..Don't rush them they smolder. But when you get started, be ready for a long night. They like to play with ice cubes, too. Also nipples are a BIG thing for Crabs...they all secretly wish to get their nipples pierced. Can be submissive highly. Masturbation is where they get their bonus points at. Be warned: They like 'em YOUNG...so you better be ready to dress up like an Animation school boy/girl with a whip to keep 'em.

Leo (July 23 - Aug. 22) -- If we could put our pussy cat naked and jeweled in rubies on a dais in a museum...this would be their idea of heaven. Everyone admiring them: Hell, yeah! "WORSHIP ME." is their motto. If you fuck up just once with a Leo...That's IT. Don't be expecting them to take you back. They are not willing victims, after all, they CHOSE you...you screwed up? They can UN-Choose you just the same. They live for Menage a Trois...or Qua...or Cinco....anything in a group is okay as long as they are in the middle. Leos also like bubble baths. Once you start with a Leo...do not think you can just turn their emotions on or off like a switch...they demand satisfaction. NOW. All the stress in the world ends up in the Leo neck...They need neckrubs...they feel like they have the entire weight of the world on their head. If its kinky, a Leo has probably done it..You know Madonna's a LEO, right? She masters the Madonna/Whore/ Goddess thing pretty well, huh? I wonder why? Could it be cause shes a fuckin' LEO? yep. Valmont was probably a Leo. They probably have the movie at home. Get out your furry gloves and faux mink whips for this kitten. they love soft floggers and there is a specific spot on their back right above their tailbone that is heaven to them where if touched right will actually make them purr...you think I'm bullshitting you? Try it, I dare ya. Leo likes to be on top...that's a given. They need control. Their underwear is always..er.. interesting to say the least. They LIVE for boudoir photography. They LOVE to be photographed. If they can afford a nude or semi nude photo of them..do it now. Leos are born and bred to be porn stars...even if they act prude about it..they have thought about it. They usually end up in vocations where they can be served like a king or queen (EX: 24/7 Domina...Mistresses ...Gigolos. ..Bar owners...Promoters. ..Runway Models...) may have a fetish about decorating their genitalia... not piercings, per se...but other jeweled adornments definitely. Rubies usually are their love. I knew one LEO with a solid silver Cockring embedded with rubies. Love to have their hair brushed and played with. You had better be vocal in bed with them...they want to hear how well they are doing. If a Leo has chosen YOU as a mate. Just accept it and enjoy the ride. Be prepared for anything. They have no problem tying you down. They ARE the naughty school teacher, the pirate captain, the gypsy king and Cleopatra all rolled into one.

Sunday, July 16, 2006

Sunday, Sunday, Sunday . . . Entry for July 16, 2006

My, don't we all look wasted, lol. A good time was had by one and all Saturday night at Darla's BBQ. The food was good, the company was great and the "creekwater" flowed freely. I found out how to make it too, Gin, 7up, powdered sweetened lemonade mix, sugar and bug chunks of ice in a 5 gallon bucket. Excellent for drinking on hot summer days, I recommend it. I also had something called Rainbow salad (or broccoli slaw salad for those homophobes, lol) that was uniquely tasty (Thanks for the recipe Katrina!).

The party flowed back and forth from the house to the back yard. I decided to come inside when they broke out the fireworks. If there's anything I've learned in all my years in Kentucky, it's that fireworks and drunks don't mix, lol. There were all ages of peeps partying there, and this one 26 yo male virgin that I think they were trying to hook me up with. I must admit, a 26 yo virgin cherry would be quite a nice trophy to add to my case, but I told them I "didn't think he'd be able to survive it", lol. And besides, I had other plans for the evening.

Well, not plans really (ok, I knew I was spending the night and I did bring ruffles, lol), but I had been talking to Dar and her husband Arden and kinda knew they were interested in us "getting to know each other" better. At one point he was pretty drunk (hell, I was just short of shit faced, lol) and was telling me about this 3-some relationship that had turned out fucked up, and made them leery of trying it again. He said I was "cool people" though, and was glad to have me there. I was glad too, I now have 3 good female friends in the area.

It was late when people started leaving, so It was nearing midnight when I finally got around to showing Darla ANYwebcam. It was cool watching her reaction to the live cams. She's an old hand at Yahoo, but AWC takes perving cams to a whole new level, lol. I brought up the thumbnails for females and couples and she was transfixed. I don't know about her, but showing her all the masturbating women and fucking couple made me horny. We chatted for a little bit, but not for long, it took too much concentration to type, damn drunken fingers.

It was going on 3am when we all decided to turn in. I asked Darla where I should sleep (innocent look), the couch or . . . and Arden said "well you CAN sleep in our room. . . ", hehehe. I asked if they were sure the was big enough and was assured I wouldn't be falling off. Even in my drunken and stoned haze, I could tell they were nervous and I tried to be as comfortable and nonchalant as possible. The mechanics of a menage a trois can be a delicate thing sometimes. In this case I was going to let them take the lead and see where it went.

Their grown son (his birthday too) and his pregnant girlfriend were staying the night too, so we kept waiting for them to go to bed. I guess I'm not the only one that has cock-blocking sons, lol. Finally they went to bed and so did we. The first challenge when someone doesn't take charge of a 3-some is figuring out who lays where on the bed, lol. I still wasn't sure anything was going to happen (other than sleep) and since I was the guest I just kinda was like "Ok, who sleeps where?" I ended up on one side, Darla on the other and Arden got the middle.

Darla had PJ's on and Arden shorts, but I can't sleep with clothes on so I stripped naked and got in bed to a warm reception. I laid down on my side with my ass snuggled up against to Arden's hips (I just love to snuggle) and I think that was all the invitation he needed, cause I think he said something like "Oh no" lol. He started rubbing my jutting hip, and slid his hand around to my soft booty. I squirmed in pleasure at being touched, and wiggled my hips further into his groin. Pretty soon I was getting soft kisses on my neck and hands roaming all over my skin. I rolled over on my back and . . .

Well, this post is running long, so I guess I'll finish it up tomorrow . . . hehehe
Kisses!
tst

Saturday, July 15, 2006

Goin to a BBQ and Great Funnies for Women . . . Entry for July 15, 2006

I've been lucky enough this week on 360 to make a new friend named Dar . She invited me to join her bi-women's group aptly named 2girls1bed_remix and it's been fun! Today she's having a hillbilly birthday party for her grown husband and son. I plan on getting drunk of "Butler County Creek Water" and staying overnight so I don't have to worry bout driving home drunk. Woo Hoo! I've been given permission to webcast the party after dark, so check the Pussy Café here on Anywebcam around 9pm or so. Hopefully I won't be too drunk by then to remember how to log on, lol.

And thanks to Rebel55d for these funnies! Just thought I'd share them.
Kisses!
Tst

WOMAN'S PERFECT BREAKFAST
She's sitting at the table with her gourmet coffee.
Her son is on the cover of the Wheaties box.
Her daughter is on the cover of Business Week.
Her boyfriend is on the cover of Playgirl.
And her husband is on the back of the milk carton.

WOMEN'S REVENGE
"Cash, check or charge?" I asked, after folding items the woman wished to purchase.
As she fumbled for her wallet, I noticed a remote control for a television set in her purse.
"So, do you always carry your TV remote?" I asked.
"No," she replied, "but my husband refused to come shopping with me,
and I figured this was the most evil thing I could do to him legally."

UNDERSTANDING WOMEN
(A MAN'S PERSPECTIVE)
I know I'm not going to understand women.
I'll never understand how you can take boiling hot wax,
pour it onto your upper thigh, rip the hair out by the root,
and still be afraid of a spider.

MARRIAGE SEMINAR
While attending a Marriage Seminar dealing with communication,
Tom and his wife Grace listened to the instructor,
"It is essential that husbands and wives know each other's likes and dislikes."
He addressed the man,
"Can you name your wife's favorite flower?"
Tom leaned over, touched his wife's arm gently and whispered, "It's Pillsbury, isn't it?

CIGARETTES AND TAMPONS
A man walks into a pharmacy and wanders up & down the aisles.
The sales girl notices him and asks him if she can help him.
He answers that he is looking for a box of tampons for his wife.
She directs him down the correct aisle.
A few minutes later, he deposits a huge bag of cotton balls and a ball of string on the counter.
She says, confused, "Sir, I thought you were looking for some tampons for your wife?
He answers, "You see, it's like this, yesterday, I sent my wife to the store
to get me a carton of cigarettes, and she came back with a tin of tobacco
and some rolling papers; cause it's sooo-ooo--oo-ooo much cheaper.
So, I figure if I have to roll my own .......... so does she.
(I figure this guy is the one on the milk carton!)

WIFE VS. HUSBAND
A couple drove down a country road for several miles, not saying a word.
An earlier discussion had led to an argument and
neither of them wanted to concede their position.
As they passed a barnyard of mules, goats, and pigs,
the husband asked sarcastically, "Relatives of yours?"
"Yep," the wife replied, "in-laws."

WORDS
A husband read an article to his wife about how many words women use a day...
30,000 to a man's 15,000.
The wife replied, "The reason has to be because we have to repeat everything to men...
The husband then turned to his wife and asked, "What?"

CREATION
A man said to his wife one day, "I don't know how you can be
so stupid and so beautiful all at the same time."
The wife responded, "Allow me to explain.
God made me beautiful so you would be attracted to me;
God made me stupid so I would be attracted to you!

WHO DOES WHAT
A man and his wife were having an argument about who
should brew the coffee each morning.
The wife said, "You should do it because you get up first,
and then we don't have to wait as long to get our coffee.
The husband said, "You are in charge of cooking around here and
you should do it, because that is your job, and I can just wait for my coffee."
Wife rep! lies, "No, you should do it, and besides, it is in the Bible that the man should do the coffee."
Husband replies, "I can't believe that, show me."
So she fetched the Bible, and opened the New Testament and showed him at the top of several pages,
that it indeed says .......... "HEBREWS"

THE SILENT TREATMENT
A man and his wife were having some problems at home
and were giving each other the silent treatment.
Suddenly, the man realized that the next day, he would need his wife to wake him
at 5:00 AM for an early morning business flight.
Not wanting to be the first to break the silence (and LOSE), he wrote on a piece of paper,
"Please wake me at 5:00 AM." He left it where he knew she would find it.
The next morning, the man woke up, only to discover it was 9:00 AM and he had missed his flight
Furious, he was about to go and see why his wife hadn't wakened him,
when he noticed a piece of paper by the bed.
The paper said, "It is 5:00 AM. Wake up."
Men are not equipped for these kinds of contests.

God may have created man before woman, but there is always a rough draft before the masterpiece.

Monday, July 10, 2006

What a difference a day makes . . . Entry for July 10, 2006

Well, I got my feelings hurt by my Anon friend a couple days ago. Check this out, after sending him a naughty pic (he tells me he jacks off to them all the time) he hits me back with this text message: "Oh nasty. You should give in and fuck a lonely man in your town." I was like, "WTF does he mean by that?" I messaged him back with "I'm not that desperate". And he replied "Lol". That was early last night, and I haven't heard from him since. I sent him a text this morning saying he had pissed me off with that msg.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt insulted. It really got me to thinking, this fantasy with him is not going to go anywhere, and I'm beginning to wonder if he's kinda flaky (yea, like I'm not?). The strange thing is, is that I sent him a CD with two vids of me and my ex (he asked for it) and he doesn't even know it yet. The funny part is the last time I sent someone the same CD, under the same circumstances, I ended up not talking to him anymore either. Both guys were impossible dreams . . .

So here I was with my little feelings hurt, so I jump on ANYwebcam for a little diversion and who should I see? Bluppss, the soviet chick that I had played with before (and she got off really hard too!). I really hadn't planned on playing with myself, I really just wanted to chat and get out of my foul mood. But she told me she had been playing with herself for about an hour and still hadn't gotten off. I watched her cam as she started playing for me and well . . . what can I say?

She started typing to me, how wet I made her how fun it was last time, and I started cyber sexing her in my chat room, The Pussy Café. I verbally licked her pussy and sucked it dry, while her fingers stroked at her g-spot and got drenched with pussy juices. It was really hot, and then when she asked to see my hairy pussy, how could I say no? I had her cam up on my screen next to mine, as I watched us both get wetter and creamier (in my case). She started talking dirty to me with one had, while she shoved the other four fingers in her own hole, making it squirt again. I was so turned on!

Pretty soon I had trusty old Ruffles out (my acrylic dildo, ruffles has ridges, lol) and was creaming all over it. I gave up trying to type and concentrated on getting a nut, lol. She kept talking dirty to me in the chat room, telling me what to do with my pussy and I obliged. I had one hand fucking myself while the other rubbed my clit faster and faster. My pussy was dripping all down my ass as I poked and stroked. Finally when she typed to me that she wanted me to fist her, that was the push that took me over the edge. Thanks again Bluppss!

So I was just sitting there, satisfied for the moment, and start rethinking the direction my "romantic life" was taking and came up with a couple conclusions. First off, romance sux ass! I even added that to my 360 profile. Sure, all that romantic bullshit feels good at the moment, but all it does is get you hurt in the end. Second, what the hell was I doing trying to take a vow of celibacy? Who the fuck am I kidding? I'm probably never gonna meet this guy (the odds aren't in my favor), so saving myself for something that's a long shot isn't in my best interest.

So I decided to rescind my celibacy pledge, and try to do the dating thing one more time, with a few modifications to my yahoo personal: I no longer want a relationship and I'm just looking for friends. Here's my new ad:

Hard drive giving you problems? Not enough RAM in your system? Need an upgrade? Then I'm just the tech you need. I'm a sensual, intelligent, creative and funny person who is really tired of staying home all the time. I don't know many people around here and that really sucks. I'm into computers (really am a tech, lol), a pretty good cook and love to fish, camp, and do anything outdoors. I like writing, chatting and camming, blogging on 360, listening to music, playing pool and partying when the mood is right. I'm a firm believer in instant chemistry and attraction between people, and without it, a relationship is just not possible, but friendship is. And right now I've decided that I just want friends, nothing serious. I like most guy type things (most not all, lol) and dont play those stupid chick games. I'm very easy to talk to/chat with and tell it like it is. I'm not looking for anything specific in a friend, since everyone is individual. But they should be into computers, have a good sense of humor and like to have fun (lots of stamina helps, lol). If this arouses your curiousity, or you just need some technical help, holler back at me. kisses!

Anon finally messaged me back last night, and apparently didn’t' mean to hurt my feelings, it was only a joke. He thought what he wrote was so fuckin funny, he inhaled the roach he was smoking because of laughing so hard. I've gotten stoned stupid before, but apparently he's got some killer bud that makes everything hilarious. Wish I had some, I'd like to be numb for a while. I guess I'm just too thin skinned, I let stupid shit like that bother me. But in any case, it did put a whole new perspective on the matter and I'm glad it happened. But I'm over it now, off to bigger and better things . . .

Sunday, July 09, 2006

Dinner's Perspective . . . Entry for July 9, 2006

Dinner's Perspective

Shiny green skin
Like an oiled Martian bodybuilder's,
A silenced bell whose ringing is heard
Only by the tongue
Another victual victim
Awaiting execution
By the surgeon's knife
Freshly slaughtered tomatoes bleed
Perishing in a pool
Of their own seedy ooze
While legumes flounder,
Unsuspecting of their physician's
Culinary motives
And are allowed to drown beside them
The gilded lily looks on with panic
Knowing it's name is next on the list
Bagged in an escape proof net
It eliminates extraneous skin
Readying chemical defenses
In case of sneak attack
The mournful Doctor weeps silently
As scalpel pierces layered flesh
Its' dying breath
Lingers on the fingers
While its' body parts
Are sacrificed to the stew

I wrote this 10 yrs ago for my creative writing class.
the pic is I'm For You by Al Buell, 1958

Thursday, July 06, 2006

Questions with no solid answers . . . Entry for July 6, 2006


A friend (Thanks BH!) sent me this in an e-mail this afternoon: Tell me sexy....what is your opinion......why is that we all at some point, want something so badly, and we know in our heart it is unattainable?.....I mean we see and we know, but yet there is a part of us that just wants......and it doesn't go away easily...... (BH is a married guy with a crush on someone, whereas I’m an unmarried chick with a crush on someone, lol)

God BH, if I knew, I’d be a rich and happy woman for sure. Is it because our human nature refuses to admit defeat against all odds? Or the old “The grass is always greener . . .” analogy? Usually I find though, if we finally DO attain the unattainable, it was never really worth the final cost. And there is always some cost involved; the cost of our self esteem; loss of self respect; unintentional damage to others (sometimes intentional too);

I too suffer from this malady, I think it deserves a name, something like “Fantasias Maladia” or the Dreamer’s disease. Because really what you’re talking about is a dream, a fiction you’ve created in your mind about your “ideal”, when there really is no such thing. We all have our lists of perfection, and when something comes along and hits on key points we go “Wow, I want it and I want it NOW!” But realistically, if we had it, we probably wouldn’t even appreciate it. It would be just another conquest.

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

I’m a firecracker baby! . . . Entry for July 5, 2006

July 3rd . . . Mmmm, tasty isn’t he? (more about him later) Tomorrow’s my 29th birthday, (again lol) and I’ve started celebrating this afternoon. My Mom sent me a box of old clothes I had in her garage and it arrived along with Birthday cards, and pics of my granddaughter and daughter. Seeing those old dresses reminded me of all the naughty things I had done in them. On particular dress I wore to a mutual seduction (no intercourse, he was married) with a co-worker once, another I wore the night I met my when-is-he-gonna-be-my-ex husband (Ron Arterburn, where are you, I need a divorce).

I hadn’t worn or seen any of them in 6-7 years, it was like catching up with old friends who haven’t changed, but you had. If anything, it gave me motivation to go and stick to the 3-day crappy Cardiac diet that I know works. I LOVE my curves, but I’ve noticed they’ve been curving a lot more, and I’m starting to feel unhealthy with the weight. So now, I’m gonna stick to it and try to drop about 20 lbs.

I tried that new Yahoo messenger Beta this week, and it has some nice features, but it got real buggy on me. I could no longer get offline messages, or messages from people not on my list. Then chat window kept opening up really big, and wouldn’t stop, but the clincher was when it started crashing when I tried opeing my cam. Needless to say, I switched back to the current version.

I’ve been chatting and talking to someone I met on 360 this past week who has totally captivated my attention, in more ways than one. His name is Anonymous and he lives in New Orleans. I first saw his smiling face in his 360 friend invite, and went hopping over to his 360 page. He’s Pueblo Indian and has this head of GORGEOUS waist-long hair (I’m such a sucker for long hair!) that makes me want to rub it all over my body. Since then, we’ve spent hours on the phone and on yahoo chatting, along with the obligatory phone sex, lol. All in all, it’s been fucking helluv fun! But since last night after sending me a phone pic, I’m now completely mesmerized, and I wrote this poem for him:

A vision in my eyes

I lay here, my naked skin sticky with summer evening humidity
Trying to fall asleep, but not really
Your face wallpapered to my screen
The look in your eyes, it’s unfathomable and oh so deep
What is it, making you look that way?
What causes the visible hunger?
You gaze out of my monitor, with a basilisk’s vision
Or a beauteous Medusa, I can’t look away
There’s something in your eyes, I want to know what it is
I want to know if it’s reflected in mine

Now he’s had me in a constant state of arrousal for several days, which made me be a bad girl. JD stopped by to get something from the shed, and I asked him if he wanted to smoke one with me. The answer was yes, of course, and we proceeded to get stoned. We started talking and as usual, the conversation turned to sexual topics. I flashed him my boobs, jokingly and he remarked how he would like to cum on them. At that point I popped em out of my top and said “Well if you want to jack off, go for it dude!”

He took his hard cock out and started stroking it, then rubbed it on my naked tits. My nipples got hard, thinking about the cock I really wish was in front of my face, and it wasn’t JD’s. After a few minutes of stroking his cock between my tits, I decided, WTF, might as well suck it a bit. I put the head of his cock in my mouth and pressed my tits together and let him titty fuck me. Pretty soon he was gasping “I’m cumming!” and I took his dick out of my mouth and jacked him off onto the cement shed floor, the cum dripping in mini puddles.

He was very thankful, but I felt kinda empty. It wasn’t him I wanted to be with, and for real I wasn’t getting anything out of it. He might’ve gotten something a little more than he expected though, I found a small patch of poison ivy rash underneath my right boob and chest. I had thought they were mosquito bites at first, till I started scratching em more. Lmao, I’d like to see him try to explain poison ivy on his dick to his wife (God that sounded so bitchy!)!

That night I took the kids over some friends’ house to watch them shoot off fireworks. Her husband was like a little kid and had a whole shitload of the good kind, BIG ones that shoot way up in the sky. One of the displays alone cost 78$, but she said since they had bought so much they got it for 28$. After the last bottle rocket was shot, and most of the people went home, the kids went inside to play video games and the adults started getting drunk and stoned on the porch. I had a really good time getting to finally know these people as my friends, and not just my son’s friend’s parents. We finally stopped drinking around 4 am and there was no way I was driving home so I crashed on the couch until morning.

July 4th . . . My birthday started off with a bang, in my head that is. I woke up at about 8:30 and was sooo hung over! I guess that was to be expected since we drank some strawberry wine, tequila, then mead (honey wine). I drove home bleary eyed with a throbbing head, my only thoughts about how good my pillow was gonna feel. Not long after we got home, a girlfriend of mine called. She asked me if I had tried looking for this one pill on the internet (which I couldn’t find) then started bitching about her old man.

I asked her if she remembered how bad she felt when she was hungover the other day, I told her that was how I felt right now. “I’ll call you back later on” she said then hung up. I settled back down to sleep, then my Mom called (along with my daughter and grand daughter) to wish me happy birthday. After trying to make the call brief as possible I tried going to sleep again. My stomach was roiling at this point, and I didn’t even have enough energy to smoke a bowl, which I knew would make me feel better.

Then my grandmother called, she’s 88 and I love her to death, she’s a tough old bird. During the growing season we would call each other almost weekly and talk gardening. This is the first year she hasn’t planted a garden. Several years ago some stupid little bitch went back down a one way alley in reverse when my Nana tried crossing the street. She had to jump out of the way to avoid getting run over and hurt her hip. I wished I was there to plant her garden for her, but she lives in San Diego. I still call her, I try about once a month, because I decided that I want to be like her when I grow up. She don’t take no shit off no one either, lol.

Anyways Nana calls to wish me a happy birthday and I tried not sounding as sick as I really felt over the phone. She told me she sent me a check in a birthday card and to be looking out for it. I so wanted to ask her some gardening questions, but I really felt like I was gonna hurl, so got off the phone quickly. I felt bad, because I never know if that’s the last time I’m gonna talk to her. At that point I gathered up my resolve and smoked a roach (Ahhh, much better) and then fell asleep until 2pm.

The rest of the day was pretty uneventful, I decided to stay at home. It had rained off and on most the day, so the night sky was cloudy and we decided not to go see fireworks, but I let off all the ones I had leftover from last year. No major drama from the kids really, and that was refreshing. All in all, a pretty peaceful birthday, and actually I spent the best part of it on the phone getting to know my Muse a little better.

This guy has all the qualities of my fantasy man, and a whole lot more. He’s single (that’s a plus), very attractive (not necessary but a plus), intelligent (a MUST), has long hair (Mmmm, baby), sexy voice, awesome smile, is funny as hell, creative, hornier than an old tom cat, introspective, thinks I’m hot, poetic, the list just goes on and on. He’s not flawless, by any means. He’s got that little green-eyed monster Jealousy for a pet, lol.

The best thing about him though, is his openness, honesty and compassion. I feel like I can tell him anything, he makes me feel extremely comfortable (and extremely hot!). I’m hoping to meet him in a month or so, if I’m lucky. In the meantime I’m going to go the celibate route (well, gonna try to anyways) and turned off my yahoo personal ad. I’m tired of getting nothing but fleeting pleasure (and sometimes not even that) with all the men I’ve been with lately (no offense guys, it was fun). I want something more, something deeper. Someone to tap into all those unused passions inside of me and unlock them for good. Maybe even something lasting, who knows . . . when fate and chance collide, Universes are created.