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Well I jumped on AWC and started chatting, trying to get Bubby interested in the naked chicks on cam and the chat rooms. But he’s got this thing against computers, no interest in em at all. I think it’s because hi wife had an online affair with this guy in Germany, which is what broke up his marriage (or so he says, I bet she says different). We played and teased, but he was shy and didn’t really want to be on cam. I told him “What the fuck do you care who’s watching you?” but he still wanted the lights down low. I consented, to a degree. I lit a couple of candles then turned down the lights.
We had gotten in a discussion earlier about oral sex, and of course how much he enjoyed me sucking his dick. I found out that the only time he gives it is when he’s wasted (which was kind of a turn off actually). So I made sure he was good and high before I started having my way with him. Now when I’m giving head, I love to play with a man’s ass. Lets face it guys, tickling that prostate feels helluv good and it DOES NOT MAKE YOU GAY! I feel if you want to play with my ass, then you should let me play with yours too!
Well, I started working on him slow, still trying to get him out of prude mode. I brought out the baby oil and we had mutual back rubs. I always give great sensual massages, it relaxes my partner and makes him more receptive to “play”. But Bubby’s back rub, except when he was massaging my firm round ass and slipping his hands between my cheeks, was just cursory and he didn’t seem all that into it. Strike one for him, I was really in the mood for someone to “be into me” for a change. It seems all the sex I’ve had lately has been all about them instead . . .
So now it’s his turn for a back rub, and I get him all slippery and oiled up, rubbing my wet pussy into his back as I massaged his tense shoulders. I slid my hands between his cheeks and felt him jump a little, then started caressing his balls. He responded by rolling over and asking me where my altoids were. He really REALLY liked my peppermint altoid blow jobs, so I chewed on a couple and started teasing his cock with my tongue, letting the melting mints in my mouth drip down his shaft. I had his whole cock in my mouth (I told you he wasn’t even average), massaging my tongue all over, then opening my mouth wide and blowing my breath on his cock. He was in ecstasy, the hot/coolness of the mint stimulated him further and made him harder!
I started playing with his ass, trying to slip a finger in and taking his cock deep, then blowing my breath on his cock again. I could feel him tense when I played with his asshole, so I backed off. Then he told me to turn the lights down even lower and turn off the cam. Then I got pissed, strike two. I wanted to share this on cam, and I liked seeing what I was doing, on and off camera. So I pointedly told him “Well, we don’t have to do anything you know.” I must confess something here, I am somewhat of a spoiled brat, lol. I stomp my little foot, stick out my lip and pout when I don’t get my way. So on this I wasn’t giving in. Then he was all “Oh, uh, well, I meant I didn’t want you fingering my ass while on cam that’s all.” “Yea, right.” I thought, so the lights stayed on low , and I faked turning off the cam, lol.
This girl really wanted some too by this time, so after switching off the monitor I said “My turn now!” He smiled and said he wanted to try one of the Altoids on my clit so I said “Go for it”. I had tried tutoring him earlier on how best to make me cum orally. During our many talks, I explained how it was difficult for me to orgasm while just getting licked, that I had to have a dildo, fingers or something in my pussy in order for me to cum on my clit. It may take a while for someone else to get me there, but I love being able to have 3 different types of orgasms: clitorally, vaginally and anally (and I’m a squirter too!). But in order for me to have anal sex (and ENJOY it), my pussy and clit have to cum first.
I even told him that because of my ex-husband (been married 4 times, but only 3 were legal, but that’s another story, lol) I have this complex about getting my pussy ate. Because I would take so long to cum sometimes, my ex would be like “(SIGH) Aren’t you done yet?” and of course, that kills it right then and there, and you have to start all over again. So I usually just accept the fact that my partner isn’t going to make me cum on my clit orally. I’m OK with it, and just enjoy what I get. I’ll give Bubby credit for one thing though, he did try, at first. But he wasn’t getting it right (or taking my hints) and it was frustrating him. Not to mention his whiskers were making me tender, not a good thing. Then I started feeling bad (again) cause it was taking too long.
I guided his hand, and put it on my ass, my intent clear, cause I knew he wanted to fuck my soft round butt. I thought maybe with some anal stimulation would take me over the edge, then he could fuck me silly anyway he wanted. At first it was working, my pussy got wetter and wetter. My clit so stiff and sticking out of it’s hood as he flicked his tongue faster and faster, all while fingering my ass while I fucked myself with Ruffles (my acrylic dildo, if you haven’t read my other blog entries). I could feel my body tensing, right on the edge of orgasm, and what does he go and do? He shoves ANOTHER finger up my ass and blows it completely. It fucking HURT!
Guys, guys, little word of advice here? If a girl is willing to give up her ass to you, don’t fucking get creative on her if she tells you what to do. Just do it the way she says, no matter how long it takes, have some fucking patience for a change. How would you feel if I was fucking your cock with my mouth, could taste the precum on my tongue, feel those balls tighten, then shove another finger hard, two knuckles deep up your ass? Oh wait, you’d probably like that., nevermind. . .
Well, I didn’t like it, it pissed me off, the fucker. At this point I knew I wasn’t going to cum so I gave up trying, and was gonna have to be satisfied with just a vaginal orgasm (but my clit wanted to cum so fucking bad!). I laid back and put my ankles on his shoulders and shoved his cock in me deep. It felt soooo good, then I grabbed my purple egg and held it to my throbbing clit. Hmmmm, I could feel the vibrations coursing through his dick as it fed my slick, soaking pussy. He was getting harder and more excited and I decided WTF (what the fuck), why not give him some ass?
I turned around stuck my ass up in the air and guided him in slowly, bit by bit. Bubby may be kinda small in the dick department, but my ass was already sore from his manhandling earlier. I held the egg to my clit and felt my pussy twitch and drip while he slipped into my ass, balls deep. He groaned and I guided his hands to my long flowing hair and twisted them in it, all the while pumping his cock with my ass, grinding it good. I looked into the camera he didn’t know was on and gave all the Anywebcam viewers a thumbs up!
Once he got started and I kept rubbing my clit, I forgot everything else. Forgot I was pissed, forgot how my ass had hurt, forgot how much I wanted to have a 3-way orgasm, nothing else mattered, but the pleasure running through my ass. “Spank me!” I gasped at him, and felt a sharp SMACK on my butt, then my pussy started squirting around the fingers I had shoved in it. He pumped and pumped but he couldn’t cum. It must have been the painkillers. We stopped for a breather cause he was tired, and he suggested I get on top. I had gotten my nut already, so I looked at him thought “He sure has balls! First makes me feel guilty for not cumming while eating my pussy, then hurts my ass, I let him fuck me in it anyways, and now that he’s tired, wants ME to get on top so he can fuck my ass some more? I don’t think so!”
I kinda laughed it off, it was getting daylight outside by now so I told him I was tired. “Maybe we can in a couple hours or so, I need some rest”. Well, I gave up some pussy when we woke up a few hours later and he finally came, but he didn’t get any more ass. He was sooo not worthy of if, and had I been a little more sober, he wouldn’t have gotten any. But you live and learn. My poor booty hurt for several days after that, but It’s better now, lol. I’ve even forgiven him for being a dick. And the moral of this story is: “If she’s willing to give up that ass, you had better be willing to kiss it and do whatever it takes to please her first, or it may be the last time you get the chance.”
Happy Monday y’all! My weekend was pretty, er, eventful, lol. People ask me ALL the time if I take it up the ass, and my stock response is “With an ass like this do I have a choice?” If pressed for details, I explain that usually in order for me to have anal sex I have to have 2 things. Either emotions are involved or I’m pretty wasted and horny, lol. And I have to orgasm clitorally and vaginally (which is required for my clit to cum anyways), so I’m relaxed enough to enjoy it.
With that all being said, Bubby called me Saturday morning and asked if he could come by, maybe fish or whatever. I hadn’t talked to him in a while, because I had been purposefully distancing myself from him. I didn’t want to dump him as a friend (never can have too many friends, except on 360, lol), so I told him yea, we could grill outside, and fish or whatever. When he got here, I laughingly told him I knew he was gonna be coming by, because I was on my period again. It seems everytime my period pops up, he calls me and we have sex. Luckily for me (and him I guess, didn’t really care) I was nearly finished and only spotting (ewwwww, I sure some of you are saying, lol).
Bubby arrived around noon but didn’t start the fire until about 4pm. My kids get along with him great, and he really enjoys their company. He misses his 13 yo daughter pretty bad since the breakup with his marriage (she’s turned against him). He thinks his ex is whispering poison in his daughter’s ear (I hate bitches like that). He said he was a grill master (aren’t all men, right?) so he stayed at the fire pit and smoked this 4lb pork roast, it came out awesome! My son made my secret recipe potato salad (I will post that recipe and more sometime this summer) and I made BBQ beans over the fire.
Of course while I was out there, we were both drinking and smokin’, lol. LMAO, it was funny, I almost fucked up the beans because I spaced out and dumped about 1 cup of brown sugar (what was left in the bag) in em instead of about ¼ cup. I managed to scoop most of it back out and salvage it, lol. So by the time dinner was done even though we “sampled” quite a bit of meat, we both had a really good buzz going on (did I mention the pain killers for my tooth?). Pink Floyd said it best, I had become “comfortably numb”, as well as pretty horny!
Me and Bubby had been flirting back and forth all day, so sex was pretty much well a gimme. He told me he had been trying to get a hold of me for a while, but my phone was always busy. The last time I talked to him was the weekend I went out with Silk and I had told him about it (well, not ALL about it, lol). He said he thought I didn’t want to talk to him (not true) or was avoiding him (well, kinda) and didn’t want to be his friend anymore. I explained that I had been trying to distance myself from him, but no matter what, I would always be his friend.
I’d been rebuilding my laptop hard drive all day, downloading drivers, patches fixes, etc.(dialup fucking sux!), and finally quit so I could log on to Anywebcam. In the mood I was in, I was ready to perv some pussy and get nasty, lol. I wanted to “turn him out” on the pervin cams thing, but he’s kinda a prude. Earlier I had bent over in front of him and he smacked my ass, and I was like “ouch” but just kidding. He said “I thought you liked that if I remember right?” I replied “Yea, if I got a hard cock in my wet pussy!” but he thought I said “big cock” and said “Well I can’t help ya with a big cock, but I got onefor ya” or something like that.
I asked him if he had a complex about his small dick size (I didn’t say it like that tho, lol) and he, “A little”, he said. Then I told him “Well, even though my ex (Darkshard) was average size he used to like to play with extension sleeves to “stretch me out” (what’s up with that anyways?) Bubby said he was just gonna “use what the good Lord gave me.” I asked about all those toys he had in his “toy box” then. Apparently his wife used to get them at parties but didn’t really use them, they were more of a tease. I thought that was pretty fucked up, what a bitch.
Well, small dick or no, I wanted some, so I jumped in my chat room to see what trouble I could start, lol. I was drunk a few weeks ago and decided to open a chat room and play with it for a while. I used to run a very popular chat room a few years ago, (BBW’s R Us) but stopped when they switched from IRC chat. I was trying to think up a catchy name when my kitten “Mr. Kitty” jumped up on my lap and demanded my attention (just like he’s doing right now, the little brat). And I though hmmm, how about “Want to see some pussy?” as a room name. This way when dumbasses (ok, not all of them are dumbasses) ask to see my pussy, I could hold up the kitten (lol, I told you I was drunk!). So as room names go, its pretty catchy, so I’ve kept it.
I have no rules in my chatroom, other than don’t be abusive. I just that I think most chat room rules are kinda stupid and ego-tripping (please don’t be offended, its just my opinion). Most people want to see more (no requesting/directing), or want to chat with someone (no blind PM’s), or type in all caps (mostly newbies and it means you’re yelling), and other dumb things. If someone says something I don’t like, I tell em to fuck off shit for brains! It’s much more fun to abuse them and make them run away then booting em out, lol. If they won’t shut up, I just iggy (ignore) them or if they really piss me off, ban them from my cam, but not the room. I believe in freedom of speech, even for idiots. I will never kick someone out just because they’re an idiot. Even if someone calls me fat, ugly or whatever, I don’t kick em out. I just laugh and tell them just because they need tweezers and a microscope to find their dick so the hooker they just paid for can jack them off, don’t project their inadequacies out on me! They usually leave after that, lmao.
Sorry, got off on a tangent there, now where was I? Oh yea, getting some dick, lol. Well, this is gonna be a long post and I need to do some stuff right now, so I will jump off and post part two later on.
I sit in front of the camera topless for the moment, and stand up, looking at my huge nipples on the screen. I wet both thumbs and started rubbing them in a circular motion, around and around and watched the areola crinkle up and get hard. I imagine you are watching me, on the other end of the internet and suddenly your dick got harder. I imagine me, suddenly transported under your desk, grabbing that hard cock. I can almost feel it twitch, like a live wire in my hands. Now my panties are wet in addition to the stiff nipples.
I turn around and present my bubble-butt to the cam. Slowly I lower my red-plaid flannel boxers inch by in down my ass, caressing that soft round mound with my hands . . . mmmm, your hands would be better. . . I bend over and caress my ass, every phat round curve, imagining your hands massaging my cheeks. My pussy gets wetter and wetter cause I know you're watching. I spread my cheeks apart and you feel your mouth water and tongue get hard.
This was Thursday, then my kids came home from school and I had to quit, grrrrr. Well, in lieu of writing some new stuff, I found one of the first pieces of erotica I ever wrote about a dozen years ago. I’m not gonna edit it, so ignore any mistakes or outdated references, lol.
The Dungeon
It was a cold dark and stormy night. The shackles hanging from the wall in the dungeon clattered as Dominitrix entered the room. "Well," she said "have you come to your senses yet, Hmmmm?" He looked up from his position chained to the wall and floor of the dark and dank room with angry red eyes and said nothing. "Still refuse to submit to me? Well I'll just have to PERSUADE you some more." With that cryptic comment she left the room, only to return a few minutes later carrying a leather lash with metal studs on the tips. "You WILL do as I say slave!" she told him in a voice colder than January. With that she stepped up to him and stood in his face wearing only hip length black leather boots that looked so striking next to her soft, blond pubic hair. She stood there with her legs spread in front of him "Lick my cunt you lowlife, good-for-nothing-else scum!" she said with a wicked grin "and you better do it right or you KNOW what will happen" The poor defenseless man looked up at her and refused to say a word. "Not speaking are we! Well in that case we'll just see if you can yell..." With that she look her whip and snapped it across his ass. It left 3 red welts on each cheek. He jumped but still didn't say anything. "You WILL call me Mistress before I'm done with you" she stated as she brought the whip down again, this time dangerously close to his balls. "Okay, okay mistress...I'll do whatever you say I promise! Please don't whip me again!" "That's much better. Now that you have your tongue back let's see how well you can use it." With that she came closer to him and spread her pussy lips apart and showed him her throbbing moist clit. She didn't let it show how much that little lashing had excited her. "When I tell you to lick, you lick, and when I tell you to suck, you'd better suck it good! If you please me I might decide to give you a little pleasure of my own..." He darted his tongue out to taste her hard little clit she slapped him hard across the face. "Did I tell you to do anything yet?" "No but I thought that's what you wanted..." She slapped his face again "Call me mistress when you speak to me slave, and I'll tell you what I want when I want it!" "Yes mistress." He replied meekly. "Good. Now I want you to lick my clit back and forth REAL slow....Hmmmm yes that's better. Stick your tounge in my pussy...fuck me with your tongue....Ohh yesss...." While he was doing this much to his surprise he got a raging hard on. He was ashamed of his weakness and she saw how her instructions were affecting him. This pleased her to no end, realizing in his agony and humiliation, he was still just as attracted to her as he was before he realized the petit blond with the soft blue eyes was really a devil in disguise. " Ohh put you finger deep inside my pussy...suck on my clit... harder..HARDER....OHHH YESSS...AHHHHHHHHH" She screamed as her body shook with a violent orgasm. This had excited him so much he came without ever being touched. She looked down at him with those eyes the same color as blue ice. It wasn't a pleasant smile that crossed her face. "Did you hear me give you permission to cum slave?" she said as she brought the lash down once again, this time breaking the skin. "Well I'll just have to keep you here a little longer until you learn..... " With that she kissed him softly on the lips and walked back up the stairs, leaving him all alone and despairing in the dungeon......
Like my "just-woke-up" look? lol, this is what people see after watching my ass sleep on cam all night on Anywebcam. Nothing much exciting has went on so far this week. I’ve had a kid stuck at home with a stomach virus for 3 days, but thank god I didn’t catch it. I got painkillers from the Dr. so my tooth is no longer screaming and that is SUCH a relief! Only 2 more days till my dentist appointment, and I’ve never been so happy to go to the dentist in my life! Yahoo personals hasn’t found me Mr. Right yet, or even Mr. Right-for-this-moment, lol. I don’t’ know why guys just don’t give their messenger ID when replying to my AD, since I don’t subscribe and can’t really reply to their messages (sigh).
In lieu of any “action” going on, I need a little feedback on the issue of teen boys and porn. As you all know I have 3 teen boys (16, 16, 14.5), one of them (possibly two) is fond of stealing my porn. I got a subscription invite in the mail a few weeks ago from Rockstar magazine and decided to check it out. I got the first issue yesterday, and it’s kinda a wannabe playboy or something with some interesting articles and all the chicks look pretty plastic (and most ARE plastic, IYKWIM). Nothing hardcore, just a few nudes, no penetration. I think the ads show more, lol. Anyways, I am debating leaving the mag in my bathroom (the kids have their own bathroom, but use mine anyway) in the hopes of keeping them out of my stuff. And before someone says "lock your bedroom door" believe me, I've even put a padlock on my door at one point after they learned how to jimmy the lock, and they STILL got in!
I really don’t have any experience with teenage boys, even when I was a teenager I was dating guys in their 20’s, lol. I don't know what goes on in a teen boy’s head, much less the hormone issues and I’m sure plenty of you out there do. Is this a good or bad idea? It's bad enough having a sexy Mom (I think anyways), though I try to be discreet around them. I'm trying to direct them towards healthy sexual attitudes, and am pretty open and honest with them (to a point!). I could use any feedback, comments or advice you may have, thanks!!
Should I leave the magazine where my sons can easily find it?
NO - are you out of your fucking mind?
YES - boys will be boys will be boy-oy-oy-oys (what song is that from?)
OTHER - please leave me a comment, OK?
Footnote: The consensus was that it's normal adolescent male behavior and that leaving the mag where they could find it isn't a bad idea after all (as long as they don't get it sticky, lol) and I should talk to them about it, which I did.
Every year for Mother’s Day I ask for the same thing – a clean house. I don’t think I’ve ever gotten it, lol. But this year, my boys really surprised me. I didn’t get a clean house, but after dinner they came into my room with a Mother’s Day cake blazing with candles, saying “Happy 26th Mother’s Day!” (yes, I’ve been a mother for 26 years, pretty good for someone 29, lol) Earlier in the week, one of my twins (the one in the striped shirt in the picture) had to make a cake for his Foods class in school. When I got home Friday, he told me he was still working on it, but in fact had hid it in my other refrigerator. I had no clue and was really surprised, isn’t that cool?
As I mentioned back in April, I took out a personals ad in Yahoo, but haven't had much luck. While looking at the personals main page I clicked on the "lucky spin" link to randomly pull up photo profiles. Much to my surprise, there was a profile of this guy I chatted with almost 4 years ago from the first time I too out a personal. I messaged "Silk" (I had never taken him on my yahoo buddy list for some unknown reason) and we chatted a few times and talked once on the phone over the last few weeks. Well he messaged me and we started having an intimate chat, which ended with me planning to go to Bowling Green to go see some live music (they're friends of his) and probably spend the night. Sex (of course) was an option, but mainly I just didn't want to drink and drive.
The 60-mile drive seemed to take forever, and I contemplated the things I knew about Silk. During our chat we had played truth or dare (without the dare, lol) and both of us said some revealing things about ourselves. He's also got a blog on MySpace, so I had read about things that had been going on in his life. He accepted an invite to my blog, but I wasn't sure if he had read any of my exploits. I would have been more comfortable if he had though. Since Silk was going to be the designated driver, his friend Bratcher (a local radio DJ) was there too and we were all going to go together. I was kinda glad someone else was there, cause you never know how people really are until you meet them. I didn't have to worry though, Silk was a gentleman.
I'd seen his picture before so I knew he was attractive, but now that I saw him close up, I noticed he had real pretty eyes and a nice smile too. The color of his eyes is hard to describe. To me they seemed to change with his mood. He's a single dad, around 6ft (I think), half Polish and Cherokee, with a nice build and kinda stocky (nice butt too!). He's got a shaved head (like alot of guys who lose their hair, but on him it looks good), and wears 2 silver hoops, and diamond studs. He hugged me when we first met, and my nipples got hard pressing up against his chest. He kissed me a little bit later when I told him it was good to finally meet him, it was sweet.
He went to take a shower while I smoked a little and watched some TV. After I heard the shower quit running, I went into the bedroom to finish blow-drying my hair (Ion hair dryers are great for making straight hair shiny). The bathroom door in his bedroom it was open partway and I kinda peeked at him (I know, I'm a fucking perv, lol) as I dried my hair. He had just finished shaving and his head (and er other parts) was smooth as silk. And since he was shaved, I got a real good look. He had a nice thick cock, and was sporting a semi too, lol.
I asked him if he could put some lotion on my back, and pulled off my top. He had put on some microfiber briefs (love how those make a hardon look!) but I noticed his stiffy got stiffer after rubbing the lotion into my back tattoo. I thanked him and went into the bathroom to rub lotion into the parts I could reach. He followed me in and kissed me properly this time. Mmmm, he kissed nice too! So while he watched I squirted lotion all over my tits and smoothed it on. I figured I'd better quit, or we were never going to get out, lol.
We went to a small college-type club named Tidballs, where we saw a group called Young Billy Walker. They played rock and blues cover songs, and some original music too. The lone female of the group, Andrea, really kicked ass on the blues harp (harmonica). I just loved her attitude! There was this one lady there, Renee, who was dancing solo the whole time. She was fun to watch, just twirling around there on the dance floor, not caring who was watching, just totally into the music. I loved that. I was drinking Smirnoff Ice and shots of Jose' Cuervo, about 4 of each I think, lol. I was having such a good time I kinda lost track. Silk is really heavy into the local music scene, which I thought was helluv cool, I'm into music too. We danced and I drank and got well, pretty fucked up since I knew I didn't have to drive. About the middle of the second set we decided to go. Good thing too, I wanted Silk to fuck me silly out before I passed out, lol.
The sex was hot, that much I remember, though the details are pretty sketchy from all that Tequila. Now mind you 8 drinks might not seem like a lot to you, but all 8 of those drinks were on an empty stomach. I also live in a dry county (no alcohol sales, period) and I don't drink much these days except for my home made wine. So Techy was really shitfaced! I had brought with me a little backpack, and packed a couple toys, a sexy outfit, and a mini tin of peppermint altoids (bseg, remember from my previous post about the mind-blowing head?) I started pulling things out of the backpack as soon as we got there.
I put on the dress, laid out the toys and candy, sat down and got high. After that, the rest gets a little fuzzy. I remember I wanted to suck his hard, thick cock for a long time, but really realy REALLY wanted to feel him deep in my pussy. The dress got thrown off really quick, lol, as I reached for my purple egg and climbed on top. It had been so long since I'd had a dick that, well (this is kinda blunt), stretched me out. It was awesome and as soon as I hit that clit with the egg, I started cumming, which really surprised him I think. He was grinning ear to ear as I rocked on his cock and my juices flowed down to his smooth balls. I think I got really loud too, but I'm not sure. The better the sex, the louder I get, so my guess is yea, lol.
During a brief pause I remember him asking if I had cum that quickly on anyone else before. Now why do you guys out there do shit like that, especially the first time you're having sex with someone? Don''t make us evade the question or tell a white lie. Because I don't care who you are, sex is never the best the first time around. How can it be? You don't even know the other person's body yet. Sure, you'll probably get lucky and hit it on the button a few times. But when you finally learn how to push those buttons on your lover, when and in what order, then throw in a little love . . .mmmmmm, there's nothing like it. (Heavy Sigh)
But I digress, lol.
I've been sick all week with a bad tooth and now a sore throat. I haven't even felt like playing with myself (I know, that is SO not me!), and never got to finish this the way I wanted to, but I'll sum it up. I was so fucking hung over the next day I almost got sick. We had some really good sex that morning though, and I felt pleasurably sore the next day, hehehe. I had a really good time and hopefully he'll give me a booty call sometime, lol. I'd like a chance to get a little freaky with him when I'm not so drunk. One thing though, he's on MySpace and even though I don't care for MySpace (too sloppy looking) we added each other as friends. In his comment to me, he wrote "From a young prince to an old goddess. . ." OLD GODDESS??? I got a little offended, I mean he is 30 and wouldn't exactly call that YOUNG . . . but old? I'm never going to be old, even when I'm 100 (and yes, I will see my 100th birthday at least, it's been prophesized, lol). Old is a state of mind, and that is all. And since I'm constantly changing my mind . . .just kidding. I just refuse to stagnate and follow the norm of society, so I will never be old . . .
Footnote: I hadn't seen JD all week really, except for Monday, when he said he was horny and I asked him "Isn't that what your wife is for?" lol. I told him I had gotten laid over the weekend and I wasn’t needing any at the moment. I had gotten a couple of 1-day contracts servicing routers in banks this week, so I was away. He stopped by this morning (Saturday) while I was cam-chatting on Anywebcam, and I went to my window to talk to him, half naked of course. We talked for a sec, him grabbing his dick while I flashed him, lol. I logged off and went outside to burn one with him. We talked for a few and he was saying how he had been busy this week, but stopped by a couple times and I was gone. "But I'm ready for some more." he laughed and flashed me his hard cock. It looked good enough to eat, if I didn't have this sore throat. He said he was thinking about stopping by later this evening, hint hint. I'm feeling a little better, which means I'm feeling horny again and that cock sure looked good! I found a quote off of Archerly's 360 page "Not everything must be meaningful. It's ok if some are just FUN." and I thought "Hmmmmm, now that is profound . . ." So now I am re-thinking my edict on not fucking married men . . .
Footnote II: After all this happened today, my son mentioned that he tried calling for several hours yesterday afternoon (while I was out on a job) and got a busy signal. He needed something or other signed so he called home from school. No one was here during that time, and I KNOW I logged off the internet because the dialer window was on the screen when I left, and it was still there when I came back. So I decided to do some checking in my logs (I really am a tech you know, lol). Much to my surprise, someone dialed out at 1:38 in the afternoon and disconnected at 3:42, about 30 min before my sons are due home from school. I checked in all the normal places but I couldn't see in my history where anyone had been browsing. Even though it is possible to cover your tracks if you know what you are doing. I started thinking and remembered JD saying he had been by and I was gone, and I realized he had keys to the property, or did at one time anyways. JD ended up coming by at about 10:15, right when I was getting ready to chat. I went outside to burn one and told him I wasn't feeling well, and felt funny with the boys home. I told him to stop by on Monday and he said he would, but I really just want to see his face when I ask him about it. Talk about a fuckin buzz kill!
Hi y'all. I went out this weekend and had a really good time! I started writing about it, but this fucking tooth of mine hurts so damn much I haven't been able to finish it. I lost a HUGE filling in one of my top molars in Feb and haven't had the money to have it fixed. Hopefully my medical card will go through this week and I can get it taken care of.
Kisses!
tst
Well my Greek God turned into a Greek fraud this week. After ignoring me for several days, he finally messaged me. He told me he loved the CD I sent him (I didn't tell him it was coming, I wanted it to be a surprise) and how I was his "special woman" and he wasn't mad at me for getting emotional the other night. He also showed me his raging hard on, as proof of how excited my videos made him. I had sent him a CD with 4 videos, 3 of me and my ex Darkshard having sex and one threesome (bseg). We chatted and played for a minute or two, then all of a sudden he said his company came back and he logged off like the keyboard was on fire. Afterwards I did a little checking and wrote him this letter:
Hunter,
You know, when I first met you, I though you were going to be different than all the other men I have met. For about five minutes, you were. I fell head over heels for you, as the saying goes. Now I see you are just like all the rest of them, a player. You don't really want friendship or companionship (at least not from me), you just wanted to lead me on and make me think you cared so you could get what you wanted. You ignored me for several days, until the CD with my videos on it arrived today. You tell me you weren't ignoring me. You just couldn't go online, you said, because your great-grandmother has been visiting for the last few days. The thing is, I know you are lying to me. You've been on line with your webcam on AWC since then. What pisses me off is that you couldn't take one minute of your time to message me a hello. goodbye or fuck off Techy, I can't talk for a few days, considering we'd been talking every day. This isn't how people who actually care for one another behave. This tells me that you really don't give a shit about me; That I was just a game to you. I have had enough people like that in my life, I don't need any more. So do us both a favor and just forget the pleasure we shared, forget the poetry I wrote, forget the tears I cried, and most importantly, forget that I loved you, because for one second there, I did. Forgeting me shouldn't be too hard to do, I'm sure you've had plenty of practice with your past conquests. And I'm sure another fool will be along shortly to take my place.
Goodbye
tst
But I sit here, still trying to get him out of my system. I meet and cam-chat with all different kinds of people from all over this planet. Sure, physical beauty attracts everyone's attention, but doesn't always keep it. It's someone's personality that holds me, especially if they make me laugh and have a great smile. And there was just something about him . . . first time we chatted, we were both wearing clothes, which is extremely rare for me, lol (he probably didn't have pants on now that I think about it). So it didn't start out like a sex thing. I think it was his smile and his laugh, in addition to being gorgeous (I'm such a sucker for dark hair and green eyes), or maybe because he was my first Greek or he just made me feel special (yea, right). I don't know but chemistry is chemistry. I usually don't question it. OK, enough rambling, on to the good stuff (bseg). . . You're gonna like this!
OMFG, yesterday when JD dropped by in the morning to give me the gardening stuff I was still asleep. I heard the back hoe outside and sat up (naked of course) and saw him out the window (there isn't much of a curtain, you can see right in). I threw on my robe and stumbled outside and told him where to put it. He stared at me while I yawned on the deck. My kimono was half-open and asked me with a grin "You want something to help wake you up?" meaning of course another blow job and toy session. "Nah dude, I was up cam-chatting half the night, I'm going back to sleep." "Well when are you getting up?" he asked me, and I told him I wasn't sure, probably not for a couple of hours at least, and he went back to work.
Little warning bells started to jingle in my head as thought "if JD thinks he's gonna get a fucking blow job everyday, he better think again!" Then I remembered how good it felt to have someone else driving my toys for a change and thought "hmmm . . . was the trade off equal?" For the moment, I supposed it was. I got up a few hours later and decided it was a good time to "wake and bake". So rolled up a small one because I was almost out (and if you don't get this reference nevermind, lol) and fired it up. After a couple tokes, JD pulls up in a John Deere Gator (it's kinda like a an ATV but for farmers). I walked outside and told him he came just in time and passed it to him and sat down in the passenger seat of the Gator, which I noticed was padded and quite comfy. We smoked it down to nothing while chatting. We started talking about sex (of course) and the difference between some one who will give head and some one who really likes to (mainly ME) "You know what I really want to see though?" he said and I asked him what. "I want to see my cum on your lips, that would be awesome." I replied "That could probably be arranged." lol.
"So are you ready yet?" he asked grinning while pressing down on his lap. I could tell he was horny, his dick was practically poking out the top of his pants. Now smoking usually makes me horny and today was no exception, so I already felt my juices starting to build. "Hmmm, I don't know, let me check." I replied, opening my robe and rubbing my clit and pussy lips." I licked the taste off of my fingers "I would say probably . . . yea." I told him I wanted to do it right there outside in the Gator but didn't have my dildo. "Let me go run in and get my toys first, you pull the Gator around back." I went inside and brought my clear purple acrylic dildo this time and my purple egg. The dildo is not a dick shape at all, but smooth and curves up towards the g-spot and has a couple ridges there (I just love those ridges, lol). I also brought out my sleeping bag (just in case, lol).
I sat back down in the Gator with my robe wide open and my legs spread apart. I handed him the dildo while I grabbed for the egg. He looked at me and told me how horny playing with me had made him the day before, and said "Damn girl, you get hella wet, don't you?" "Yea, I'm a squirter." I confessed. He replied "I thought I had seen you squirt, but I wasn't sure. It was fucking hot." as he inserted the smooth purple dildo into my wet pussy. As I turned on my egg and let it do it's work on my clit, he started getting the rhythm down right. I could hear the sounds of how soaked my pussy really was, as . It didn't take long before my head was thrown back and I was starting to cum.
Pussy juices were running from my toy down on to his hand as I kept cumming again and again.. When his arm got tired, he just switched hands, kept right on fucking my pussy, and got the other hand splashed as well. JD was giving it to me good, grinning like a maniac, as I moved the vibrating egg back and forth across my clit. My hands were gripping the seat as the orgasms gripped my body. I watched my face in his blue-mirrored sunglasses as my moans of ecstasy filled the back yard. I love living in the country! I can scream with pleasure as loud as I want (and did). I was making so much noise my dogs started barking, lol. But the louder I got, the more my pussy came, and the bigger JD's grin got.
I was panting, shaking and out of breath when he finally stopped. He looked at me apologetically and told me his arm got tired. I just grinned, didn't say a word and jerked him over and unzipped his pants. I saw the pre-cum on his dick and I knew I was ready for that rock like cock. I opened my mouth wide inserted his cock, and put my fingers in my pussy deep, thrusting. Moaning deeply around the head of his cock, I felt my pussy flood my hand with wetness. The skin on his dick was stretched so tight I thought it would tear. I sucked and licked and teased his cock with my tongue, and took my wet hand and started playing with his balls. It was his turn to moan this time as I pulled him deeper into my mouth. I gripped his ass with both hands and pulled him in my mouth as far as I could, gagging as he hit the back of my throat with his dick.
I could feel the tautness of his muscles tensing, as I let him fuck my mouth faster and faster. "Don't stop, don't stop. . ." he gasped as his thrusts got quicker. I couldn't help it, I had to piull back and give some "cheaters head" (you know, where they just suck on the head and stroke the shaft?), he was choking me! Did I mention he's got a pretty thick dick? I was stroking and sucking till I felt his balls tighten and I knew he was ready. "I'm gonna cummm. . ." he moaned as I looked up from his cock into his face. As soon as I tasted that first drop, still looking up at him, I left the cum spill out, all over my lips. I gripped his balls with one hand while the other stoked the cum out of him. I flicked my tongue back and forth, across that little patch of nerves at the base of the head. I let it squirt all onto my face and drip down to my tits, never taking my eyes off his face the whole time he was cumming. I rubbed his still dripping cock between my tits and felt more cum drip off my chest and belly to puddle on the seat I was leaning over. JD had blown quite a load! I was impressed!
I just sat there, looking at the big puddle of cum (I'm not kidding, I wish I coulda took a picture) on the seat next to me, cum all over my face, still dripping off me, pussy still soaking wet and throbbing, and these big grins on both our faces. We were both a mess and had nothing at all to clean up me or the seat, but it was still soooo fucking cool. I can still see the look on his face (and on mine in his reflected glasses) as he watched me orgasm again and again and again. He had his tongue stuck way out between his teeth, like he was licking my clit hard, while staring as my pussy fountained, going "Yea, yea, you like that huh?" I told him there was napkins in my glove box, and he brought them to me. It took 4 napkins to clean it all up, lol. When he left, he was still grinning ear to ear. I wonder if anyone asked him what he was smiling about. . .
A footnote regarding Bubby . . . He finally got a hold of me yesterday, said he'd been calling for a couple of days, but I was always online, or the phone was busy. He said he even thought I might have blocked his number (I wouldn't). I told him I'd been busy, mostly chatting. He said he had "something" for me again, but I told him I was cool. Then he started telling me how bad things were with his situation, but I could tell from his voice that he was trying to play the sympathy card for some pussy. I didn't buy it, got off the phone kinda quick and didn't call him back like he wanted me too. I'm not that hard up for dick and I just don't want that kinda drama in my life anymore . . .
Footnote on JD - He stopped by as I was getting ready to lay out. Actually, I was naked and getting ready to water plants when he drove up in a tractor. I went inside to grab a robe, even though he's seen me naked, I just didn't want him to get too comfortable with my nudity. I was chatting with him while watering my plants and I noticed he took off his shoes and dirty coveralls while sitting on the porch. Once again he grabbed his dick thru his pants, highlighting the fact that I give him a hard on every time. We discussed the huge orgasm he had yesterday and i commented that I thought the huge puddle of cum was cool, lol.
I really didn't want to cum this morning (Hell, I came like 6 times yesterday!) because I had to pick my boys from school in a few hours so was planning on tanning. I changed into my bikini bottoms and sheer stretch top (I can tan right through it and it's print looks like I'm wearing something) and put my sleeping bag out on the deck, got my tanning oil started rubbing it on. I kept expecting him to smoke a bowl with me, but he said he didn't feel like getting high today. I was thinking WTF, does he think he's gonna come around here whenever he wants and get some free head? He better think again then.
So I laid there on my back, naked from the waist up (took off the shirt just to fuck with his head) and just bullshitted with him for a bit. After a couple minutes he left and went back to work. Now that the weekend is here, there's no chance he'll try asking for some since my kids will be home. But I wonder what he'll do on Monday . . .
Yesterday JD stopped by while I was camming on AWC in my bedroom. We chatted for about a minute or so while I sat on my bed in a short, purple silk kimono. He started telling me how good the blow job was, and grabbed his hardon thru his pants (he seems to do this alot, lol), "See what you do to me girl?" he grinned. I could see very well the outline of his cock thru his jeans and my pussy got immediately wet. Then he asked me if I had any toys and I went over to the dresser.
"Don't tell me you have a toy drawer, do you?" he laughed. "Hell yea." I replied back, taking out Ruffles (for the uninformed, Ruffles is my Acrylic dildo; it has big ridges and tapers from a large marble size, to a doorknob shape on the end) and my purple egg to show him. After telling JD about how acrylic feels like glass, has little friction, and relatively inexpensive, I put my toys back in the drawer. "Mmmmm, sure you don't want to do it again?" he said, referring to the blow job he had gotten last time. I could see clearly the outline of his cock in his pants, and I knew I wanted some, but still had the hangup about him being married. "OK, but what's in it for me?" I asked. "What do you want?" he replied back. I took Ruffles out of the drawer and laid it on the bed grinning. "I can't fuck you, " I explained "so this way, it's not really adultery. Just ask Bill Clinton" "I can deal with that." he agreed.
"Oh my . . ." he said with a smile as he dropped to his knees in front of me while unzipping his pants. His cock practically leaped out as I freed it from it's prison (lol, I had to throw at least one cliche' in here, but it really did jump). As I lowered my mouth to his extremely stiff cock, I lowered his hand to my dildo. My meaning was very explicit as I guided his hand while sucking on the head of his dick. As soon as he slipped Ruffles in my pussy, I felt my juices start to flow. I was soon moaning around his cock in my mouth as he worked my toy in and out. At first he was tentative, then got bolder the wetter I became. It felt so fucking good to have someone else driving for a change, lol!
The more excited I became, the louder I got (ask anyone who has heard me cum, they'll tell ya, lol). He started thrusting the dildo quick and fast, listening to the wetness with this huge grin on his face. Pretty soon I was feeling so fuckin hot I had to spit his dick out and stroke it instead. My head was thrown back moaning as I squirted and came all over my toy and his hand. I started sucking his cock again and my orgasms vibrated from my mouth to his cock with my moans. His dick expanded as my pussy contracted on Ruffles and I started cumming all over again. I felt the cum race up his cock and fill my mouth while my dildo got wetter and wetter and my pussy pulsed tightly.
He quickly stood up (to avoid falling down, lol) and zipped up his pants, thanking me. "That was fuckin hot!" he said and suggested that we have a rematch later. I said sure, but I thought, "jeez, this guy is getting greedy!" He told me would be working in the evening and stop by. Before leaving my bedroom, he paused and turned around "You know this is just for fun, right? We can't tell anybody." and I thought damn dude, like I want a married man, but I told him I thoroughly agreed. I'm a little wary though . . .
One of my favorite quotes is this: (spoken in a badly imitated voice of Forrest Gump) "My Mama always said that to men, good head feels like love everytime!" In my years of experience, I have found this to be quite true; guys will fall in love with good head, lol. Of course the girl attached to the mouth has to come along for the ride . . .but hey, no sacrifice is too great for true love, roflmao. But in either case, I'm sending my head an early warning message; no matter how horny I get, if JD even starts acting needy, demanding, or (heaven forbid) obsessed, I am going to stick my foot up his ass and beat him with his own dick, lol!
Just a little footnote: I had to cum after writing this and took the picture right after . . .
OK, there is this married guy, "John Deere" (JD for short) who works maintenance near the property where I live. He's always around, so we've struck up a friendship of sorts, and I see him at "4:20 " frequently. Since I live in the country, I walk around the house naked all the time and sunbathe with very little on. I've discussed my webcam and chat activities with him before, as well as other sexploits, and he's told me few of his.
A few weeks ago during one of our talks, he confessed that I give him a hard on whenever I'm around. I was flattered, and thanked him. But told him I have this thing about sleeping with married men. "Out here" I said " that kind of shit can get you killed." We both laughed it off. Then started talking about sex and porn, and I mentioned to him I had a video of me and my ex, Darkshard, having sex. He wanted to see it, so I lent it to him.
He gave it back to me a few days later, and told me he thought it was pretty hot, but he better give it back before his wife found it. Well, over the last couple weeks, our talks have been getting bolder and more personal. Last week I flashed him a couple times and even showed him how to cam on Anywebcam. He told me about his chatting days when he still had a PC, so he was no newbie. But as I started showing him thumbnails of the cams, I couldn't help but notice his bulging hardon! It seemed big for such a thin guy, but I tried not to stare. Not that he noticed, his eyes were transfixed on the screen anyways.
Later on that week he caught me outside sunbathing in a thong. He grabbed his dick through his pants and said "See what you do to me? Sure you wouldn't want a quick one?" I was thinking "damnit, here I am, horny as fuck, and this guy is married . . ." I told him if he was single, I'd jump his bones in a heartbeat ". . . and believe it or not, I do have some morals" I said "they're just well hidden." He said he could respect that, but it sure would be fun. He didn't try to pressure me or anything, but he did let me know that I had an open invitation.
Damn, while writing this, and remembering what happens next, I had to stop, take out my toys and pop one off real quick! It didn't take me too long to cum though, sometimes you feel like a nut . . . lol! On with the story . . . Well this morning JD stopped by and I asked him if he could check out the lawnmower he sold me and to ask for some compost for the garden. After smoking one with him, he told me he'd come back later to take care of it.
I was feeling kinda tired this morning and had a lot of running around to do today, so I took a stimulant to help keep me motivated. The only thing though is stimulants "stimulate" me in more ways than one. They make me hornier than a bitch in heat in a kennel full of dogs. So when I got home, I found he had already stopped by, but I knew he'd be back. My pussy was feeling the heat, so I decided "Fuck my morals, I'm horny damnit!" I rolled one up, changed into a loose jumper type dress, took off my panties, and went to go look for him.
I caught him as he was going down the driveway to leave. I flagged him down and innocently asked if he wanted to burn one. "Well hell yea!" was his answer and I started getting in his truck. I hiked up my dress to get in (since my legs are so short and the step was a big one) and made sure he caught sight of my bare hip. We drove back down the drive to smoke it and I left my dress hiked up. He asked me with a grin, "What you got down there?" I pulled up the hem of my dress and said "Nothin, look . . ." He cocked his head and stared at my bush "Hmmm, let me see that, pull it apart . . ." I obliged by spreading my pussy lips and exposing my hard clit.
He told me "God damn girl, you make my dick hard!" and grabbed it through his jeans. "Oh really?" I asked "Let me see then!" He asked me if I was serious and I said yea, lol. He unbuckled his pants and pulled out his stiff cock. My pussy got immediately wet, he had a nice big fat hard on, for sure! "You sure you don't want some of this?" He asked. I said "Yes, damnit! You just had to show me that hard dick, didn't you? I didn't think you were gonna do it." (this was my attempt at acting like I was playing hard to get and didn't have this all planned, lol). I told him to drive down the road towards the barn.
We pulled in to where the tractors and other farm machinery is kept and got out. Other people were still working (and my boys were outside, down at the lake) so we had to watch out. The last thing either of us needed was to get caught. He asked me how I wanted to do it and I just grinned. Looking around, we found a relatively clean equipment trailer we could lean against. "Do you want me to bend you over get you from behind?" JD asked. I just smiled, I had something else in mind. . .
We heard sounds of another worker on an ATV somewhere nearby, and he started looking for the guy. I pushed him up against the trailer and grabbed his belt and unbuckled it. As soon as he showed me his cock, I knew I wanted to feel it deep in my mouth. It was thick and at least 8" long. "Oh me, oh my. . ." he said as I pulled out his cock and I opened my mouth wide. I slipped his cock in my mouth greedily, savoring every inch. OMFG, I could only get it halfway in my mouth from the angle I was sucking it. Thankfully he is tall so I didn't have to bend over too far to suck it.
It was so hot, finally getting a decent sized cock to suck on! I was still horny as fuck and my pussy was dripping wet, but I wanted to savor this blow job. I licked, and teased with my tongue, not once taking my mouth off his cock. I was starting to moan with pleasure on his pulsing hardon, as I felt how aroused the blow job was making him. I started stoking his skin with my nails as I licked and sucked, but quickly stopped. I remembered in time I couldn't leave any marks on this one, lol. JD kept moaning about how good it was feeling, while I tried taking him deeper and deeper down my throat.
I started taking my time, manipulating his cock with my mouth, tasting his precum, just to see how much I could draw it out. Then I shoved my head down and started fucking his dick fast with my mouth. Oh it felt so good to finally pleasure someone so orally. He started tensing his body and I knew he was close to cumming. I lowered my mouth on JD's cock as far as I could. I was sucking on him hard while the full length of my tongue massaged his rock hard cock from the inside my mouth. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum. . ." he moaned as I felt the pulses of ecstasy race up the shaft of his dick. My mouth filled with his cum while I sucked him dry, swallowing every drop.
I grinned as I got up and straightened my clothes. OK, I had a big shit-eatin’ grin (BSEG) on my face, I will admit it. I just love being naughty sometimes. Who am I kidding, I love being naughty ALL the time, lol. He thanked me for the hot blow job, and I told him it was my pleasure! I had him drop me off at the bottom of the hill, and he said he's see me tomorrow and drop off the compost and lawnmower part. We didn't have sex, technically (just ask Bill Clinton), but I have a feeling I'm playing with fire. I keep imagining how much his hot throbbing cock would stretch out my tight, wet pussy and the thought sends shivers all the way down to my clit. . .
and BTW - Hunter hasn't tried to message or e-mail me in a couple days now, I guess I really blew that one. . . you live and learn . .
I wrote Hunter some poetry specifically to be translated via Babel Fish (http://babelfish.altavista.com/tr), just to see if it translated well. He hasn’t told me if he’s read it or not yet. I’m kinda afraid to ask because I chatted with him yesterday while I was tired and drinking (ok, I was more than half drunk) and I got kinda emotional. I have been enjoying his company way WAY too much for an online relationship. My head should (and does) know better, but tell that to my stupid heart. I was just in a down mood, problems with kids, no job, etc. and was feeling sorry for myself. I got over it though, I logged on to AWC and took my webcam in the bathroom while I bathed, lol. Hunter left before I finished my bath, so never got to ask him if he saw it or understood it. This is the first poem I wrote. I didn’t try to make it rhyme on purpose (though it was hard to come up with words that way), and it’s Greek translation:
From the very first moment I saw you,
you have remained in my mind, constantly.
So close at times I feel like I can touch you,
yet so far away, you might as well be on the moon.
The excitement that you cause this body,
makes me shiver deliciously, all the way to my toes.
It happens every time I see your smiling, handsome face,
you light up my day like lightning in the night.
These feelings I'm having are just crazy!
Is it all an illusion, or just flights of fantasy?
I'm so afraid of being disappointed again,
but there's nothing about you that is typical.
So forgive me, I don't mean to offend.
The last thing I want to do is make you mad.
But to me you seem to be too good to be true,
and if this is a dream, please don't wake me.
Από την πρώτη -πρώτη στιγμή που σας εβλέίδα,
έχετε παραμείνει στο μυαλό μου, συνεχώς.
Τόσο κοντά κατά περιόδους αισθάνομαι ότι όπως μπορώ να σας αγγίξω,
όμως τόσο μακρυά,
επίσης να είστε στο φεγγάρι.
Ο ενθουσιασμός ότι προκαλείτε αυτό το σώμα,
με κάνει να τρέμω υπέροχα, όλος ο τρόπος στα toe μου.
Συμβαίνει κάθε φορά που βλέπω το χαμόγελό σας,
το όμορφο πρόσωπο,
εσείς ανάβει επάνω την ημέρα μου όπως την αστραπή στη νύχτα.
Αυτά τα συναισθήματα που έχω είναι ακριβώς τρελλά!
Είναι αυτό όλο μια παραίσθηση,
ή ακριβώς οι πτήσεις της φαντασίας;
Είμαι τόσο φοβισμένος της απογοήτευσης πάλι,
αλλά εκεί τίποτα για σε που είστε χαρακτηριστικός.
Έτσι με συγχωρήστε, δεν σημαίνω να προσβάλω.
Το τελευταίο πράγμα που θέλω να κάνω είναι σας καθιστά τρελλούς.
Αλλά σε με φαίνεστε να είστε πάρα πολύ καλοί να είστε αληθινοί,
και εάν αυτό είναι ένα όνειρο, παρακαλώ δεν με ξυπνάτε.
The second poem I wrote is straight from the heart. Though it was kinda hard to write with all the interruptions from Yahoo messenger. Strange, because my online message had the “I AM BUSY” icon, and my message said I was busy. Although I did leave my cam up for all to view. Friends, please, if it seems I’m ignoring you after several attempts, it probably means I’m kinda busy, OK? Thanks, I was in creative mode and needed to write, lol. Anyways, I like this second effort alot better. I hope he can understand it after I translate it for him:
Hunting for a new reality
I saw your webcam and it opened my wondering eyes,
to a view that is so beautiful to me.
Now that you've got my attention in more ways than one,
I can't get enough of you, see?
Sometimes I countdown the hours until I see that special face,
even though I don't know when that might be.
But I can hardly wait so please don't hesitate,
to show me that smile that is meant just for me.
You would be a dream come true, if you were only for real.
And yes I know all of this is pure fantasy.
But you inflame my senses so completely and in every way;
You make me want to hunt for a new reality.
The kind of pleasure you bring when our passions meet head on,
floods my body with feelings I dare not name.
This may not be for real, just something made up in my head,
but to my heart it feels like it just the same.
So please let me down gently; will you promise to break it to me slow,
when the time comes to end this sensual game?
I must remember there are no winners or losers, in the end it's a draw,
and all the players should be glad that they came.
Over the weekend (Saturday) I was weak. I finally gave in to my horniness and brought Bubby over. I really wanted some dick, damnit! He gave me 20$ for gas (shit, it’s nearly 3$ a gallon again!) to pick him up and drop him off, and 15$ to give to my son to cut my grass (which he never did finish, lol) so it wasn’t a total waste of time, lol. We were drinkin’ and smokin’ and I started showing him stuff on my iBook. I tried showing him what I “do on my laptop all day” too (cam-chatting on Anywebcam, lol) but he really didn’t seem too interested. So I left my cam up but shut the screen. It looked like the cam was off, but it really wasn’t, lol. I told him later that we did it on cam, he thought it was funny. Sex was OK, nothing to write home about really, just plain vanilla sex. But just like first time I had sex with him, I was about to start my period again (that usually makes me hornier, ROFLMFAO) which put a small damper on things, but not much. It was kinda funny though, I didn’t really “feel” anything towards him. I’ve kinda blocked myself emotionally I guess, because I know it would be a waste of my time. Actually, I’ve come to the conclusion that continuing a “physical” relationship isn’t going to work with Bubby and me.
I had a job interview on Monday (a helpdesk position, I think it went well!) and stopped by Bubby’s house since I was passing through. His brother was bitchin and told me he was still passed out and badly hung over. Bubby had been drinking whiskey AND vodka (the dumbass) the night before, so they didn’t end up going to work. I got him out of bed, and we all smoked one in the living room. We were all giving him hell, because his head was throbbing and he had no one to blame but himself. He started talking about how his night went, and how he drove this girl home who was way beyond drunk and got sick too. And I was like, “how did you drive her?” Then his brother was like, “You weren’t driving my truck were you? You know you can borrow it anytime, but you better not be drinking!” Then I thought “Oh really? That’s funny he’s always telling me you won’t let him borrow it”. But out loud I said, “Oh you can drive some drunk chick home, but not come see me huh?” and tried to turn it into a joke.
He started explaining he drove her in her car, walked home from there, blah blah blah, hurt his back, etc., but I wasn’t really listening. But it did make me stop and think. He’s really just keeping me on a string. For him, the sex is mind blowing, for me, it’s just mediocre. There isn’t much between us anymore, he doesn’t call to talk for more than 5 min, and rarely calls when he says he will or do what he says he’ll do. I’m tired of being convenient pussy for them and not getting much more than a Wham-Bam-Thank-You-Ma’am. He doesn’t want to be convenient dick for me (convenient being whenever I want it, which is all the time, lol), so why should I for him? So I’m now determined to quit sleeping with him and say, FUCKIT! I can find better dick elsewhere, and he’s just not worthy of me!
Ahhh, my Greek God Hunter is another story altogether now (big shit eatin’ grin). Since he was on vacation I didn’t chat with him until Monday afternoon. I can’t believe how I restrained my self from messaging him until he messaged me first. Because he didn’t message me for 4 days, I kinda put him in the category of one-night-cam. I do most my camming on AWC, but occasionally, I do go c2c (cam to cam) and drop out of public and into private chat. Usually it’s with women who have their cams on private. But on occasion when the chatting/camming has been “interesting” I will have a one-night-cam with a guy, like with Hunter, but never private chat again.
When he got back from his trip and saw I was online, he messaged me enthusiastically and we opened our cams. I saw his gorgeous smiling face again, and started grinning from ear to ear. He seemed excited to see me. I started in teasing and flashing him right away, I love the way he smiles when I do. I also like the way it makes his dick really hard! And he has a dick worth a 7’1” frame. I haven’t asked him how big his dick is. . .yet. I know ALL men measure their dicks though, lol. Well, when we started chatting it was midnight there and he had to get up for work at 6am. We ended up playing with each other on cam and it was so hot! I squirted so much while cumming it formed a puddle under me on the chair and I showed him. I kept trying to get him to get offline and go to sleep, but he was still horny. I kept thinking “His first day back from vacation and he’ll be working with so little sleep” and I tried to be good. But I’m telling you, my Hunter (he calls me HIS techy, lol) has stamina to spare! That dick stayed hard for 3 hours and he came twice! I swear, he cums twice every day we chat, ain’t that awesome? Poor baby only got 3 hrs sleep that night .
I had given Hunter my phone number before he went on vacation, but we still couldn’t figure out the country code thing. I finally googled it and found the correct ones to use from Greece, and he called me. We had already been playing on cam (oh, BTW - I go invisible a lot and don’t really feel like chatting, but if my cam is on, I usually have it set for anyone can view, so no need to ask, just view cam) and I was wet as hell. He ordered me (LOL) to get offline and immediately called me on the phone. I was so glad to finally hear his voice. He sounded so hot and sooo masculine and Greek, lol. Accents always make me horny . . . like I need any more reasons to be horny, lol. His English was pretty good, though at first he sounded nervous, until we started talking dirty. I got my acrylic toy Ruffles (ruffles have ridges, lol) and took the phone in the living room and lay down on the couch.
Very quickly we continued verbally what we started electronically, and started having phone sex. He was fucking me with his words and I was soon having orgasms, back to back to back. Now people have told me after watching me cum on cam they wish I had sound, because I look like make a lot of noise, and I do, lol. And here I am, cumming again and again in his ear while his dick gets harder and harder. He finally explodes for me after I describe how I want him to fuck me from behind and finger my ass. Ooops, did I say that out loud? We got off the phone (I wonder how expensive that call was, .99 cents a min, lol?) and quickly jumped back online and kept on chatting. Of course the chatting turned into cybersexing and next thing I know I’m making puddles in my chair again. He is so hot!! He’s got to have at least an 8” cock, I know. His hands look to be pretty big, I mean he is 7 ft tall, and he’s got a whole lot of cock poking out above his stroking fist!
We’ve been chatting every day now, and I’m trying to learn Greek. I will be the first one to admit it, I’m totally infatuated with this guy. I see his face everyday and seeing him smile that special smile as soon as he sees me. . . it’s just like sunshine after a thunderstorm. The clouds part, and my heart sings, and the sun’s rays feel like an intangible caress. I love the way I can make him laugh and how he cracks me up all the time too. My face hurts after we chat because I’ve got perma-grin (you know that grin that just won’t come off your face?) on the whole time we chat, lol. I’ve been having all these wonderful flights of fantasy about winning the lottery and sailing away for Greece, but deep down I know it won’t happen. But in the mean time, I’m going to enjoy my Greek god and waste my time with someone who at least excites me as much as I excite him, and makes me feel special and wanted every day. You can’t ask for much more than that. . .
The weather has been beautiful for all week. OK, except for today when t-storms knocked out my power for 3 hrs and now my phone is out too (it wasn’t out, I plugged the cord in the wrong hole, lol) and I’ve been working on acquiring a tan (see tan lines above). Since I’m unemployed I use the poor-man’s tanning bed, Mr. Sun and my deck. Recently though I’ve noticed something kinda funny. There is this big, loud wood bee (large, fat, yellow fuzz on head, shiny black butt) that patrols my deck and I’ve never seen it land. It’s really odd, it flies around buzzing off any other flying insect that comes near, and even other bees. The thing is, it also patrols my body while I’m laying out.
It will hover over my body chasing off any other bugs, I’ve even seen it fly at birds that have flown too close to the deck. The weird thing is when it hovers at me eye level and seems to look at me in it’s many eyes (I wasn’t THAT high) like it’s trying to say something. My son even named the stupid fucker “Honey” and I’ll admit, I’ve even talked to it, “OK Honey WTF is your problem B? What do you want from me??” Honey buzzes in a pretty loud way that gets irritating too and It does it to me every time I lay out, the entire time. It’s really starting to bug me . . .
Well, slowly but surely I’ve put distance between Bubby and me. I dropped off an Easter Basket (hope y’all had a Happy Easter) at his house when he wasn’t there. He called a few times, but a few times he said he’d call and never did. He said he “had something for me” and was going to borrow his brother’s car and try to come over, but never did. I finally drove out there yesterday to get this “something”, it was lets say, the same thing that I put in the golden plastic egg in his basket. No big surprise there, though I was hoping for a new vibrator ( I’m so hard on my toys, my ideal job would be a stress tester in a vibrator factory).
Anyways. . . we chatted for a bit, smoked one outside and joked around about my wet pussy (when he called I had my baby kitten in the sink and was putting water on him, training him to take a bath). I amazed myself by restraining my natural lust for sex, and didn’t grab him, snuggle, touch or do anything physical. But I knew I was so horny you could probably smell me if you stood close enough, lol. He said that maybe we could take care of my wet pussy situation this weekend, if he could get a car, and I was like “Sure, whatever. Just give me a call, if I’m not online.” The funny thing is, when he kissed me good bye, it wasn’t much more than a peck on the lips, I didn’t feel anything really. I really don’t care if he calls or not, (other than I could use come convenient dick) because I’ve learned I can’t really believe he’ll follow through with anything he says.
He had made a comment earlier about trying to call me the night before but I was online pretty late. I said “Yea, were you drunk or something? You don’t call me for a while then all of a sudden you call 3 times in one day.” Then I told him about I was busy chatting on Anywebcam with this 7’1” tall guy from Greece that had these really pretty eyes and I could see the flash of jealousy. He says something like “Oh checking out this guy’s dick on cam,huh?” and tried to kinda joke about it. I explained to him that after the first thousand or so dick cams you view, they all start to look the same, I want to see mens’ FACES! You can always show me your dick later. . .
That first night I chatted with my Greek God (his name is “Hunter”) we were both totally clothed, rare for me, I know (well, ok, my shorts were unzipped for a quick flash, lol). Being on slow dialup, I can only perv one cam at a time on Anywebcam (I’m lifetime Gold on there) so I don’t perv men’s cams much (but I do perv all the fem cams, lol). But then I spotted Hunter, “WOW,” I thought “He’s gorgeous!” Tall, dark, green eyes, sexy hairy chest, well groomed, yummy! We started chatting and I found he had a great personality too (ok, so he told me he thought I was real pretty, and so what if I was in need of an ego stroke, lol?) I decided to check out his profile and was sooo let down. He lives in Athens, Greece. That figures. I can’t even find anyone I like within the same country.
We had an interesting conversation (laced with compliments and blatant flirting), I didn’t believe he was 7’1”. That would make him over 2ft taller than me! He said he really was that tall, so I made him stand up. Yep, he was, them legs went on forever. Then I thought, hmmmm, he would be my tallest man. I told him then, I wanted to add him to my “collection”(that sounds so bad), lol, so he could be my tallest man. The previous record was this guy I dated 17 years ago that was 6’7”, and he would be almost 6 inches taller! I started visualizing the different positions where his height (and my lack of) would be, lets say “advantageous”, but then I had to go eat dinner with the kids. I hated to run and told him to add me to his yahoo, I’d like to chat with him later. When I was done, I went back on AWC, but he wasn’t there. I wasn’t surprised, when we were talking earlier I think it was like 4am in Greece or something.
On to last night, I just bought some new sheets and now that spring is here, my depression is lifting and I wanted to finally put away my room. So I spent the day doing laundry, and decided to make my new bed on cam. For some strange reason, some people seem to like to watch you perform domestic house chores naked or nearly so, lol. Anyways, I notice Hunter is online and looking sexy as ever. We dropped over to Yahoo for a little one-on-one time, and had a really good time. . . twice even! Mmmm, you gotta love a man with stamina, did I mention he’s like 10 years younger than me? Well, I ended up giving him my phone number. I couldn’t tell him how to call me from there though. I’ve never called anyone international before. I hope he calls, I’ve never had international phone sex before. . .
Well, I got some goodbye sex this weekend (and spilled my guts out after quite a bit of tequila). I just wish I could remember if the sex was any good. I guess that means it wasn’t, lol. Deciding to try to end it isn’t the problem, trying to keep him as a friend is. Though now I’m not sure it’s worth the trouble. But for real, how can you break up with someone you were never really going with in the first place? Actually, I have done that before, with someone I dated off and on for about 4 years, though according to him we were never really “going together”. Coulda fooled me . . . these are two of the poems/songs I wrote about it 10 years ago:
Early Morning Ramblings
Lying here, thinking of you
Can't get you out of my mind.
Wondering where this thing is leading to,
Wondering what I'm gonna find. . .
Many sleepless nights thoughts of you
Keep me tossing and turning, alone in my bed.
Visions of making sweet love to you
Go swirling through my head. . .
I wonder what you really think of me.
Am I just another way of killing time?
And whether or not someday I'll be
The one that you call 'mine'. . .
Do you ever think that it's fated
That love becomes created
Just to save us from being alone?
Love can be so complicated,
And sometimes not appreciated
Till it's too late and then it's gone.
So in the morning I call just to hear your voice
Curious to see if you're doing fine.
But you'll call me back later, or so you say,
Like you've done so many other times. . .
You'll get busy and forget, it's happened before.
There just aren't enough hours in the day. . .
But I can't help thinking, maybe I'm bothering you
And you really wish I would just go away. . .
I really wish I could just read your mind,
And get rid of these doubts going through my head.
Cause then I might sleep better at night,
Instead of tossing and turning, alone in my bed. . .
Do you ever think that it's fated
That love becomes created
Just to save us from being alone?
Love can be so complicated,
And sometimes not appreciated
Till it's too late and then it's gone.
So another day goes by and I'm still in the dark.
No wiser for all my early morning reflections. . .
Maybe I'm better not knowing the truth,
At least I have hope keeping me from depression.
You've really got a hold on me, I don't know what is it.
But I can't get you out of my mind.
Not that I really want to any way,
Even though the future doesn't look kind.
So I'll just take my chances and hedge my bets
Hoping that one day you might see
That loving me wouldn't be so bad,
It might even set you free. . .
Do you ever think that it's fated
That love becomes created
Just to save us from being alone?
Love can be so complicated,
And sometimes not appreciated
Till it's too late and then it's gone.
Just how it goes
The Moon is high in the sky tonight
So why am I feeling so low?
The time is right
To say goodnight
But I don’t really want to go
The stars are shining bright in the sky
Their glow reflects in my eyes
As I’m watching you
I start feeling blue
Cause I know I’m not being wise
When I laid in your arms the other night
I didn’t dare move or roll
I was afraid you’d wake
And give me a shake
And tell me it’s time to go
I love you baby, with all of my might
But your love it just doesn’t show
I guess it’s because
It’s not me you love
So why do you hold me so?
My head is a mass of confusion . . .
I’m not sure which way to turn
What I would do
Ain’t what I should do
Either way I’m sure to get burned . . .
Why oh why isn’t love ever easy?
All I wanted was to call you mine . . .
To share your love
Just to love you my love
And with you spend all of my time
It’s the end of the same old story
Girl meets boy and falls in love
But it’s not returned
And in the end she’s burned
Someone must not like her up above
There’s no such thing as a happy ending
For a girl with stars in her eyes
It’s just not fated
For this love to be created
But it’s so hard to break the ties
I can’t lay down and just give you this body
And not give you my heart
So I guess this is it
And I must admit
It’s really tearing me apart
So I guess it’s time to finally say goodnight
And this story comes to a close
As we turn the page
The actors leave the stage
No one’s to blame, that’s just how it goes.
So now I have the task of getting him out of my system. I’ve made the first step, I put up another personal on Yahoo. I figured I’d give it one more try, they can’t all be jerks, ya know? Here’s my personal ad:
Thought I'd give this another try
I'm a sensual, intelligent, creative, honest and very loving person who is really tired of being alone. I'm cuddly, funny, and sexy, into computers and a pretty good cook too. I love to fish, camp, and do anything outdoors. I like 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. And yes, I am looking for a relationship. I didn't think I was until a recent semi-relationship. I realized then that I shouldn't waste my time on someone that can't "be into me" as much as I am into them. I'm also a hopeless romantic that gives as good as she gets. I'm not sure at all what I'm looking for in a person, everyone is individual. They must have a good sense of humor and like to have fun though, and lots of stamina helps, lol. Oh, and honesty and trust is a must, I really hate liars. There's never any reason to lie to me anyways, I'm very non-judgmental. If this arouses your curiosity, let get to know each other and see what happens.
. . . and if you know anyone interested living near Owensboro, KY, tell them to message me, lol.
I swear, some weeks it just doesn't pay to be me. . .OK, after asking for opinions (and talking to friends) the consensus was - Dump his ass. So after him not calling me for 2 days and careful deliberation, I was working up to it. When he called Saturday night, I didn't jump at the offer to go see him. Well, he decides to call me at 3am and asks me to come get him (a 30-min drive) and he sounded kinda wasted and like something was wrong, so I picked him up and brought him back home (he also said he had something for me).
By this time I get back home, it's 4am and I realize one of my twins is missing. He's 16 and "problematic" so after looking around inside and outside, I figure he's out camping in the woods, like he's done before, no big deal. So Bubby and I wake up a little, catch a buzz and have some pretty hot sex, then go fishing outside. But between the sex and the fishing, we have a long talk. I told him I was this <-----> close to kicking him to the curb, and told him why and he said I got it all wrong, blah blah blah. Then we started having a deep conversation about what we wanted in a partner, a relationship, our qualities, and just kinda finding out about each other, it was really cool.
When we started fishing, I woke up my son's twin and told him to go find his brother in the woods. Well, after catching a nice size cat, and not seeing either of the twins, I go looking for myself. To make a long story short, the other twin found a note in the shed from his brother that meant:
a) he's r-u-n-n-o-f-t
b) he's gonna hurt himself
c) he's playing drama king
So while looking for him I take a one-foot jump up a 1ft embankment and somehow when I landed, I pulled my right calf muscle or ligament. All I know was that I felt something snap like a rubber band in my upper calf and it hurt like fuck! I could barely walk, and I'm still limping like a zombie from "The night of the living dead". So now I give up looking and ask my youngest son if he knows where his brother might be. He says maybe so I tell him to let his brother know that I'm not mad or anything, I just want him to come home. Bubby and me decide to go to Owensboro (30 min away) to find . . .well, er, something, lol, and hoping either my youngest son finds him, or he sees me leave and comes home to eat.
Well, we go to his (brother's) house and the sister-in-law that I think he's got a thing for is there. She leaves for work a few minutes later, and it's 4:20 in the living room. Well, I'm horny again by this time (ok, still) and I started molesting him in the living room. Well, I knew his brother was working, too so we weren’t likely to get caught, but I wouldn't let him up to check to see if the door was locked.
It's a well known fact (to most that know me) that I love to give head, am pretty damn good at it, I'll do it for a looooong time and last but not least, I like to swallow. It's the thing that all my ex's like most about me, roflmao. So as I deliciously suck on his cock (and from what I gather, his wife must not have given him head much) and my pussy's getting wetter and wetter, I tell him I want him to cum in my mouth. And that's when he lays it on me - He's never came in his partner's mouth before!
Now you can't tell me something like that and not expect me to want to collect that cherry! Well after sucking his cock for over 30 min (I was willing to keep going) and him not cumming (but oh so close!) he ended up being greedy and fucked the hell out of him there in the living room. It was kinda my get back at his sister-in-law to drip my pussy juices all over her couch as I came (like I can control how wet my pussy gets). And damned if the sex just doesn't keep getting better and more intese each time we fuck. I figure I'll collect that never-came-in-a mouth cherry later.
I call home and my son is there, much to my relief (the little shithead). Well, he drives us back to my place (I can't drive with my hurt calf) and calls his sister to come pick him up (remember, he had to sell his car to get out of jail) and she agrees to come about 6:30 - 7pm. Well it was after 5:15 so I figure if I'm gonna get some more I better start now, I really wanted to work on popping that cherry! You see I have this little trick I want share on how to give great head.
First off, you can't merely suck on a dick, lick it a few times and expect it to be great, you need to make love to that dick with your mouth! And no cheater's head either, you know where she wraps her hand/s (depending how big you are, lol) around your cock and just barely suck the head? Lazy bitches! But how to make any head better, just chew up a couple of Peppermint Altoids in your mouth and before it's completely crushed/dissolved, start putting his cock in your mouth, slowly, and let the candy dissolve on his dick. Then after a couple minutes, take it out of your mouth and breathe or blow on it. This is guaranteed to drive him wild!
Er, where was I? Oh yea, well, the Altoids went to work as usual, but this time I wanted the dick. So I fucked his brains out again, and it was even better than before, for both of us! But no sooner had we finished, literally 1 minute after, his sister drives up to get him, grrrrrrrrrrr. He called me later on that night, to say goodnight and check how we were doing, because we were having Tornado and Severe Thunderstorm warnings all over the place, and I live in a trailer.
Well, I don't hear from him the next day at all, then he finally calls me last night while I was taking a bath. He tells me he hasn't been home, because of some drama that happened. According to him (and he's 36 now), the 16 year old niece of his sister-in-law just broke up with her boyfriend, and was real upset, so he borrowed his brother's pickup and went to cheer her up (hmmm, but he couldn't drive it over here to see me?). Then the girl's grandmother went over there and accused him of "doing something" with her, which he staunchly denies. Yea. . .right. . .I was born at night, but not last night.
I asked him if he really did it, because I handle the truth much better than most people and can spot most lies a mile away, but he denied it again. I asked him why didn't he call me then and tell me (the night before) and he said he didn't go home. So I asked him where he stayed and he was kinda vague about it, then said just a friend's. Then I got a little pissed and said you couldn't even call me? He was calling me right then at a payphone near his house, said he nervous about how his brother was gonna act, and that it'll get straightened out.
I get off the phone and call this other guy I kinda made friends with, and see if he wants to burn one. Now there is a whole other drama about this new guy, Chris. He's like a male version of 50 first dates, but not that bad (more about him in my next post maybe). So anyways, I go over there and after the smoke clears, I ask him his opinion on my situation. He agrees with me that Bubby is lying, and that once that initial trust is blown, you can never get it all the way back.
Well, after visiting for a couple hours I come home and start to heat something to eat when Bubby calls. As soon as he started talking, I felt something odd in his voice. First off he joked that he was in his room naked, which is out of character for him, cause he's kinda shy. I asked how things went when he got home, and he told me everything was OK. Then asked him if his brother believed him about not doing anything with that girl, and I told him that I didn't. I also said I didn't really have a right to be pissed about it or anything, but I just didn't believe him. I told him if he was truly innocent, he would have went home that night and faced the music with no problem . . .if he didn't do it..
Then he started saying "Well I did go home . . ." blah blah blah, and I told him "Well, that's not what you told me the first time." He said he was really hurt, that my not believing him hurt him alot. But I told him I'm sorry I just couldn't believe his story. I kinda gave him the benefit of the doubt (the jury was still out) when he said he didn't sleep with his sister-in-law the night he rented a motel room w/two beds and partied with her. But this was too much. I said "Well look, I was in the middle of making me something to eat so I'm gonna go, OK?" and he started to say OK or something, but I just hung up the phone without saying goodbye.
There goes my steady source of sex. And I really liked this guy too.
Well, my friend got out of jail, and it was the meds he was taking that was effecting his "performance". But another thing has popped up. I am used to being with guys that are really into me, and can't get enough. Now I'm not an egomaniac, but like everyone else I like the attention, I give as good (if not better) than I get. Well I go over the first night of his release, and even though he invited me over, his reception was lukewarm.
When I got there he was sitting on the couch with his sister-in-law (who shares the same name as me, and if you read the other posts on this, you see a pattern here) and I thought he'd be really happy to see me. But when I tried to kiss him he kinda turned his head so I kissed his cheek instead. That was the first thing. Well, of course it being his first night out, we're drinking in the living room (his brother had already gone to bed) and talking.
I notice right away tho, that I'm kinda left out of the conversation. At one point they joked that she should've waited a couple years, that she was with the wrong brother, ha ha ha. Then as I try to get in the conversation, I notice they made a facetious, sarcastic remark, in front of me, that boiled down to "no, showing everybody everything on the internet doesn't make you a whore. . ." and from that point on, I might as well not have been there.
So I got up and went into his room and laid down. Now most normal males (who've been in jail 2 weeks) after a few minutes would go find out what happened to their date, but he didn't. He continued talking to her in the living room till she went to bed, well over an hour (probably 2) later. I was not a happy camper, so I ignore him for quite some time while feigning sleep. But being the horny bitch that I am, I gave in and got some dick.
We were talking after, and I told him I didn't like the way I had been treated, I felt they had been really rude to me. He said, it wasn't like that, but it was. I also told him that I didn't think I was the he wanted to be with, which (of course) he denied. Now with him living there with his brother and his wife, , and now that he doesn't have a car (sold it to get bail) he's kind of limited on what he can do.
So I know what I should do, this guy has just too much baggage for me and he made me feel cheap, only good for pussy. But for real, I don't want to give up a steady source of sex and I kinda like the guy. Any suggestions?
Take this poll:
What should I do about this guy?
Kick him to the curb - then see if he comes back
2
Dump him for good - there's plenty of fish in the sea
9
Don't say anything - a hard dick is good to find er...good dick is hard to find, something like that
0
Speak openly with him again - then bail if he does nothing about it
1
Other - please leave a comment
1
Well I jumped on AWC and started chatting, trying to get Bubby interested in the naked chicks on cam and the chat rooms. But he’s got this thing against computers, no interest in em at all. I think it’s because hi wife had an online affair with this guy in Germany, which is what broke up his marriage (or so he says, I bet she says different). We played and teased, but he was shy and didn’t really want to be on cam. I told him “What the fuck do you care who’s watching you?” but he still wanted the lights down low. I consented, to a degree. I lit a couple of candles then turned down the lights.
