Worst "fuck me now" line I have ever used. Bob asked me if I had a cat. I said, "no, the cat died but feel free to play with my pussy." It worked. He fucked me so good I didn't know who I was or where I was at. I was a sperm sponge. I like being a sperm sponge. Not every guy can pull that off, though. Fucking me into a cum-inebriated idiot isn't as easy as it sounds. Physiology and personality play a huge role. But if you can do it...whenever you call I'll cum suck your dick just to see that smile as you pump jizz down my throat.
When I was learning to drive I had to take a private driving course. It was silly but they made me do that. What nobody knew was I passed the course but was still taking lessons three nights a week for 2 weeks after I passed. He was cute. All I did was suck his dick in the car. Dick was somewhat new to me back then and way more magical than it would be now. It was my idea to keep going back. I used to get so excited about sucking his dick in the car that I couldn't sleep the night before. He tried to stop but I pressured him. I couldn't get enough of making him cum. I was fixated on holding his balls and feeling them pump sperm in my mouth. I didn't have the concept down that dicks don't always just stay magically hard. I got mad at him when it would go soft. He had to explain that to me after I got mad when it wouldn't get hard again. Then I found another guy who was new to sex like I and my fascination with my instructor's dick waned. My new guy would stay hard, cum fast, and follow me around like a puppy dog. I liked that. Then we got caught in the parking lot and everyone knew about it. So that ended that. Not by me though, I could have cared less who knew what. I think I cried because they took his dick away from me. Lucky for me...I learned they were easy to find.
I don't always desire the deep stroke, but when I do...I want my guts rearranged. I mean, if you are going to put a 9-inch dick inside of yourself, you might as well go all out. Just put my shit back together when you're done. Should slide back in place nice and easy if you lube everything with jizz.
Someone asked me if my parents just didn't care what I did when I was a kid. He was trying to convince me that I didn't really like sex and that I have "emotional issues," which is why I crave sex so much. Well, swing and miss for him. I was brought up in a conservative sexual family. Sex was not encouraged in any way, shape, or form. I wasn't allowed to wear sexy clothes, much less hang out with guys. I just developed a fascination with sex at an early age, and it's never slowed down since. I was smart about it. I used all the precautions when I was living under my parent's roof. But I was sucking a mean dick for more than a few years before I went off to college. Why? Because I wanted to. It was and still is a fantastic feeling to hold a cock in my mouth. Something I'll never get enough of. At least, I hope I won't. There was no emotional or physical abuse, neglect, or whatever. I don't know why it's so hard to believe for this guy that I just like dick. I know tons of guys who live for pussy. I don't see what's so fantastical for a girl to do the same. Except for cock. Though I suppose I could live for pussy myself, and once in a while, I actually do. Dick is my go-to body part, though. I feel sorry for guys. You will never know what it's like to anticipate the feeling of a hard cock spreading you open and then feeling it slide inch by inch inside of you. I think it's a stronger anticipation than actually wanting to put a dick inside of someone. Though I would love to know what that feels like as well. I still think being the one receiving the cock has way more emotional turn-ons. Even if it's putting in your throat. Look, unless you have ever felt the head of a fat hard cock in the back of your throat...you have no idea what a rush that is. Especially when the head of that cock starts pumping sperm down your gullet. Just the idea of letting a man put his dick in my mouth is...for a lack of a better description...mouthwatering. I could be wrong. But I'm not. Anyway, I think guys who get taken aback by my sex drive are just scared they can't keep up with me. So essentially...they have the emotional issues, not me. I simply just dig getting fucked in every way possible. Why wouldn't I? Give me one good reason why I shouldn't enjoy sex as much as possible. Just one. And so what if I outpace you sexually? Is that really such a bad thing?
One more day, and I get my house back all to myself. Looking forward to it. Glad I got to see everyone...but will be glad to get back to the quiet, lets do some porn whenever I feel like it vibe. Just saying.
So, I was talking with a guy that introduced himself as a fan. Thankfully he did it while I was alone. Not a bad-looking guy. No James Bond or anything but decent. We yacked for about 5 minutes. He shared a little more than most people should or would, but that's okay. It wasn't creepy stuff. He admitted he was a neat freak and liked everything organized. I asked him if that was his way of asking me if I would like my guts rearranged. He didn't catch on at first, but then his face turned bright red. We exchanged numbers. I might let him do some organizing inside of me. I haven't decided yet.
I don't discount anyone unless they are stupid right off the bat. Just saying. What qualifies as stupid? Introducing yourself for the very first time and saying something like, "I want to fuck your brains out." First, I'm fond of my brains. I'd like to keep them right where they are. Second, you couldn't think of anything else to say. Like maybe your name? Where you're from? Just about anything other than "I want to fuck your brains out." would do.
Just a quick little update awhile I have a few minutes, I just wanted to tease you a bit and don't forget my clit and tits 😜 Hope you are enjoying your day💋
So got the house to myself for an hour or so while things reset for a bit. Got a request for more of the flannel shirt tied together, so I got those done. Let me know what you think!
Connor keeps looking across the street as we all sit outside and waves at us. The horny little bastard. He should leave me alone. For fucks sake, I removed every last drop of his sperm this morning and made love to his cock with my mouth for ten minutes after he pumped his jizz down my throat. Sure, I did that more for my own enjoyment than his, but still...I think it's a pretty fair trade, so he should quit trying to make things awkward on purpose. Next time, right before he cums, I'm going to punch his balls. See how he likes that.
Sneaking a few workout pics in while I have the gym to myself...I can lock the door and put music on so nobody really knows what I'm doing. So here are my rainbow bright gym pics!
I want to thank Connor for letting me remove the sperm from his balls this morning. It was very much appreciated. I would also like to thank his grandparents for going to Denny's for breakfast and allowing me to dine on their grandson's dick for my breakfast while they were gone. I made this video yesterday, but the relatives arrived, and I had to cut it short and wasn't able to post it until today. It was like a premonition because this morning I dined on Connors's cock uninterrupted for 20 minutes. It was a neat and clean breakfast. Not a drop spilled and nothing left in the dick for that annoying post cum drip you guys so often get. He did a weird little dance along with a girly whimper, though, when he came. I don't know what that was all about. I liked it, though. He's trying to be so macho and manly as he grows up, and here I am, making him embarrass himself while he has his cock in my mouth. It's the little things in life that make it worth living...am I right?!
So here I sit. I can smell Connors jizz on my breath. I'm going to need to do something about that before the gang gets here today. I guess I better eat something to dilute the sperm in my gut. I'm sure it's a lot of jizz, though. It felt like around 10 pumps, and his pumps are big ropes. What I'd like to do is kiss Scott and tell him that funny taste is from a sexually superior 19 yr old. I want Scott to wash Connor's beat-up old car while Connor makes me his cum sponge and fucks me in the ass. That probably has a zero turn-on effect for lots of you but for me...I get sloppy-wet typing it out. I would like to do the same thing to Connor but with Bob but that would destroy Connor. He isn't strong enough to take a dick-ego hit like that. Still, I'm not saying it wouldn't be fun for me.
I will be posting tonight when I get a chance. I have family staying with me so I have to sneak it in so to speak. Sorry about the slow response on messages but same issue but I will answer everyone so bear with me and I will make it happen. And for fucks sake send me some requests so I can think of stuff to do and wear 👍🏻😉
Good morning everyone! Here I am, sneaking porn in before everyone shows up. I might need a therapist. Then they might need a therapist after listening to me. I really can't think of anything bad to tell a shrink. I really can't. I'm trying to think what I would tell them. Maybe my addition to looking at porn every morning like it's the morning news. But even that is good, or at least I enjoy it. The funny thing is I am not a fan of getting a dick inside of me before noon. I am a huge fan of playing with dicks before noon. It's like foreplay for me. Just don't stick it in. Wait for the lunch whistle to blow, or just let me blow you until then. Married guys find the shitty hours to fuck. At like 8 am. I guess they figure it's less suspect at the early hour.
Email from yesterday from some guy who runs his wife's onlyfans account for them. Remember, this thing is random. I never even knew these folks existed until they sent this email. "Brooke. We are from Sacramento and are in Orlando for a week. We can shoot with you today or tomorrow. We are staying at the Wyndham on I-Drive. Let us know what day and what time you will be here. We are both tested so please bring yours as well. See you soon." He goes on to leave his room number as well as his phone number as well as some photos. I didn't even care about the photos. I'm not driving for 1 1/2 hours to see anyone in Orlando. My response copy and pasted.
"Thanks! Not doing content or content trade anymore but appreciate you thinking of me!." Their answer copy and pasted.
"Fuck you old WHORE!!!! You are not better than anyone else. We feel sorry for you old bitch dont bother us anymore"
Well, well. Aren't people just wonderful bundles of joy? The truth is I got a good chuckle out of it. I don't know anymore. I'm sharing this because it occurred to me that I must be on some menu somewhere because the whole thing felt like they ordered a meal, that meal being me, and were waiting for it to be delivered. I quit doing content trade a while ago because it was so fake. It was never fun, the sex sucked, and I don't have time for shitty sex anymore. I'm getting up there in age. Every fuck needs to count or at least be real. I can only imagine how shitty the sex would have been with these two. I would never have done it even if I were still doing collaborations. Which I'm not. Thank god. The photos didn't make me say, "hmmm." More like, "Uhhh, no." Is that mean? It feels mean, but if I said anything else, it wouldn't be the truth.
Connor is across the street. He looks delicious. I would love to taste him, but I have no idea when people are going to show up, and his grandparents are home, so his house is out. If it weren't family showing up, I wouldn't care if I made things a bit awkward...but it is, so I have to keep it mostly respectable.
Oh, man. Decisions. Get fucked so stupid that I forget to put my pants back on when I leave or spend time with family. I'm a bad grandma. That's all I can say. Bob wants to see me today. Family is coming in. My pussy is screaming, "Breed me now, you dumb bitch!" but my head is saying...they flew in just to see you. Of course, I'm going to spend the time with my family. Not saying my pussy is going to be happy about that, but it is what it is. The thing is, I'll be thinking about his cock stretching my insides and leaving me a sperm swamp when he finishes with me 24/7. Bob. Just his name makes me leave wet spots on my seat. Why did he have to go and get married? Oh well. At least he still steps out with me now and then. The more I see her, and I do see her, I get it. She is stunning in some exotic way. I'd probably marry her as well. Do I feel bad her husband sticks his dick in my body now and then? Not in the least. Sharing is caring.
Yes, I am still here. I know I have been posting at odd hours and sporadically, but I got real-world things going on, like family and such. It's all good and such, but I have to post at odd hours when I have the house and computer or phone to myself without people staring at me. Believe me. I feel the pain myself when I have to pass up Bob's dick doing wonderful things inside of me. Never fear. My porn will still be here! Look, at least I'm not one of those whiny drug-addicted ding-dongs always asking for money for nonexistent porn emergencies. You know. The kind where the dog went to the vet because it had the shits, and the vet determined the cure was to give it a sex change and use the pronouns correctly...even though it was already neutered, so please send 27K immediately type emergencies. Yeah...one of those emergencies.
I got a guy off 4 times yesterday. I got 1 1/2 for myself. How do you get 1/2 a cum? I had a second one, but it wasn't all that. The first one was maybe a bit too intense, so it might have muted my second one. Only me to blame, though. I was fingering myself while I was licking his balls. I do love when guys let me keep getting their dick hard and letting me do whatever I want till they cum. Again. And then again. And yet again.
Quick hint, guys. Be careful with your booze. You might not know when you are turning some girl's pussy dry like the desert because of how the drink is driving your conversation. I can attest that I have been the owner of a completely dry cunt after listening to booze do the talking. So many times, I couldn't even begin to count it. Happened last night with someone I know very well. Now I don't want to know him anymore. Even though anything he said wasn't really malicious or directed at me...I have no desire to see him again. Funny how one night can really go from "I'm going to empty your testicles in ways you can't imagine" to getting an Uber in the bathroom and saying nothing more than "Have a great rest of your night" as I'm walking out the door when it arrives. I'm just saying. Booze can be your worst enemy.
Would I lend my guys out to other chicks/women/MILF's? Absolutely. As long as they give me details when they are done...I'm all for it. "Oh, Brooke...what if they fall in love and you lose them forever?!" Who cares. If it was meant to be, then it was meant to be. I wish them the best. Has that ever happened to me? No. Mostly because I don't have friends that borrow guys. Have I offered? I think I have. I can't really remember. That's what sucks about getting old. You forget shit. The thing is, I don't like when guys think they can loan me out, and that has happened. It happened last night. If it were a prearranged thing we discussed prior to it, then that would be okay. But to just assume one can "loan" another person out is pretty pretentious. It puts everyone in an awkward position if everyone isn't on board. Unless, of course, everyone is hammered. Which I never am. I guess what I'm saying is, generally speaking, I think the vast majority of people would rather pick the person they want to suck the jizz out of. I could be wrong. Then again, personally, I think the guys I hang around with would be suitable for fucking just about any chick. So I guess the key would be to ask both parties discretely prior to the swap lest one take the chance of making the situation uncomfortable.
Did some pics yesterday but got all caught up doing normal things that I couldn't get them posted. So I posted them today. Why did I change rooms, if you noticed...because the neighbors kept going up and down on their ladder and could see right in my kitchen. Not the folks I want seeing me taking nudies of myself...just saying.
A getting pumped video before I get pumped. Seriously. I'm pumping up to get pumped. That's a lot of pumping. Just saying. Anyway, I'll be back in a bit. I'm off to get pumped and not in a gym. Just saying.
Day one of my leaning up kick. I'm going to lean up a bit and try and get all veiny and such. Lean makes you look bigger even though you technically get smaller. It's hard to do. No candy, more candy bars, and such for a while. Why am I doing it? I don't know. I guess I just feel like it. I like being bigger, but I also like being veiny. It's been a year or two since I've been veiny. I guess I like to look like a big mean hard cock...all pumped up and vascular.
Hey everyone, hope you all are having a great Sunday. I know that I haven't been around much these last couple of days but have been dealing with the stupid crud even though I am starting to feel much better today, I'm going to just rest up today to make sure I got this beat for sure this time, so have a great day and see you all tomorrow. Thought I would snap a couple of selfies to hold you over, you know how to use them 😜🍆💦
Did some weird shit with Scott and his dick last night. We didn't fuck, but we flipped through porn last night together. It was my idea. He didn't want to, but then he got into it. It was a contest to see who got hard first. His dick or my clit. I lost. Just looking at a guy's dick, he found, made my clit get hard. It got huge. Big and fat and stiff as a board. We weren't allowed to touch each other. The only thing we were allowed to do was talk and say things we thought would get the other person turned on to the point of a hard dick or a stiff chick clit. He found the video of a beautiful guy with the most massive and perfectly shaped dick slipping it in some chick's ass. She wasn't all that, but he was. Then he started saying, "Imagine that's you. Leaving me at home for days as you spend time with him. He owns you. You can't say no to him. Whatever and whenever he wants, you give it to him because you can't say no. Then you have to come home to me, and he doesn't call. You are stuck with me, waiting for him to call, but he doesn't. Now you know how I feel when you leave me. It's awful and amazing at the same time." That's all it took, and not only did my clit go from floppy and small to fat and stiff, but my box also drooled like it had a cold. Scott won. His dick didn't go up. That ended when I looked him in the eye and fingered my box. When his dick started to grow without being touched, I came. I came before his dick got completely hard. I don't know. It's like his dick is a separate living thing from Scott. If I treat it right, it does things I want it to. I can take control of his cock away from him. It will do things I want it to do even if he doesn't. Watching it cum to life by stiffening for me while he tried to stop it just sent me over the edge. But I'm a team player. I'm not one to not return the favor. Since I lost the game anyway and came on top of that, the rules were off. I have been having someone I text with talk about making the head of a guy's dick purple and then leaving it like that. I'm kind of intrigued by that. I guess I have seen it before but never really thought about it. I tried working it with my hands, but the head only got slightly red. So I tried sucking it purple, but still, it didn't get there. So I squeezed it hard just below the shaft, and boom. A magic purple cock head. When it started losing its color, all I had to do was stroke it a little, tell him hardcore things about me wanting another man, and it would get a deep purple again. I did that like three times, and on the fourth one, as soon as touched Scott's cock his balls pumped their jizz all over my hand. We were at this whole thing for almost two hours before he came. It was a well-spent two hours. Way better than watching TV or stuffing our faces with junk food. The best part was we were both so happy with ourselves that it made the rest of the night fantastic. Would I do it again? Absolutely. I need to get properly bred first, but I'd do it again. I don't know how married couples don't figure shit like this out. What's that saying? It's just sex. No matter how you get it done. Just saying.
I think I have had more dick stuck in me wearing this dress than any other piece of wardrobe I own. I got this in like 2004. I changed from what I was wearing on a busy street, and I ended up getting fucked by some guy I never saw again, bent over the hood of his car while people watched. Guess you could say it was and still is my lucky dress.
People ask me about things I have some knowledge of. Sexually that is. Cuckold is a crowd favorite for questions. "I want you to watch me while he fucks me!" said no wife ever. That's a guy thing. It's how they stay connected and keep a level of control. What she really says is. "I don't know when I'll be home. Don't wait up." Look, who wants a third wheel? The third wheel, that's who. It's hard to be one's self when there is an extra person watching and listening to everything you say and do. Most guys don't want someone watching, either. The sex ends up getting awkward. Dicks go soft. Feelings get hurt. It's all too much and ruins a perfectly good time. So, if I'm writing a "meme," it would go something like this. "I belong to him now, and he doesn't want you to see me naked anymore, so if you don't mind...wait in the living room till I leave. If I come home tonight, you can jerk off for me while I tell you the details I think you need to know. That is if you survive the anxiety as you painfully wait and wonder what I'm whispering in his ear as he pumps his sperm in my guts." That's more the reality of what a woman would say. The truth is most guys who want to do the cuck, or the hotwife thing can't survive the unbelievable pressure from the anxiety they feel. They call and text a million times. I don't answer. I have had them try and find me when they have gotten so desperate, wondering if they are losing me to another man. Well, of course, you are silly. Why do you think I'm letting him destroy my ass? Because I want him more than you. Sexually. It doesn't mean I won't eventually come home. I will. I just belong to him now. You get to exist in my life when he isn't available. Which, sadly, is most of the time. That's what it means to be a cuckold. The hotwife thing...it's just guys pretending. Most of them don't want to admit they live their sex life through their wives and girlfriends. I think it's because they want to be me, the one getting fucked, and hotwifing is the safest way to experience it without actually "coming out." Cucks aren't that far off, definitely more honest about it, but they live more for humiliation and mental domination more than anything else. They will beg for details, and if they truly want to be a cuck, the "anxiety" while I am out with an Alpha male is like a drug they can't get enough of. I'm their dealer. I feel for them. It has to be agonizing wondering if I'm making out, holding hands, making plans, leaving them behind, wanting him more than them. But the payoff for them seems to be massive. The happiest men I have ever known were hardcore cucks. Probably because when it's all said and done...they are getting constant sex, just not in the traditional wham bam, thank you mam type way.
Man, I could have gotten bred like a horny bitch looking to get knocked up today. But as much as I want to feel his dick rearranging my internal organs...I don't want to get him sick. I was feeling pretty good yesterday, but today...it's kind of back. The difference today is my pussy is dripping wet, waiting to get plugged up by a big fat cock. I am dying to wack it and get myself off, but I'm worried it will wipe me out more and prolong this crap. The truth is, since I started writing this, I am somewhat feeling myself again. I hope it sticks, and today is the last day. It's not bad. I am capable of doing what I have to do. I'm not coming apart at the seams or anything. I want Bob to make me "Cum apart at my seam" so badly, but I can get his cock inside me tomorrow, so best to wait. But here I am teasing myself, looking at some hot-ass Asian chick getting fucked standing up. I'm just torturing myself.
Social media. Hanging around the house, I am realizing what a fucking mess that is. I like Twitter. I think it's the lesser of all the other evils. I don't know...is Onlyfans even a Social media platform? I think it's more of a porn site buffet. I don't count onlyfans. TikTok, though...it's almost an instant recipe for how to make a kid go braindead. I looked at the TikTok and suddenly found myself flipping through videos of dip-shits lip-syncing dumb sayings for an hour. Then I deleted it. It's like internet heroin. Stay away from that shit, or you will end up being just another mindless phone zombie. Fucking evil geniuses are programming the algorithm on the TikTok. Same for IG and Facebook. They already got the kids. Almost all of them are a loss. Just write em off. They can't even decide if they are a boy, a girl, or something else. They are walking around in alternative social media reality. It's to the point they don't even want to fuck anymore. Just stare at the phone. I guess Twitter isn't any good either but I personally think Twitter is more of a place just to go and argue with people and look at porn. I like Twitter even more because now they are allowing people to respond with alternative opinions and not be banned. Lets several points of view get out there when it's like that. You just can't lose your shit when someone says something you don't like or agree with. I get shitty comments all the time on Twitter. I kind of look forward to them now. They are quite creative and often funny. The thing is, I can put the Twitter down in seconds and often do. That annoys people that I don't spend half my day looking at my phone. "Why didn't you answer me? I sent you a DM!" I don't even know where it's at most of the time. When I bought the phone...I didn't see anything in the Terms Of Service that said I had to answer it. It's funny. I use my phone more to take porn pics and videos than anything else.
Just a quick peek at what I will and will not be wearing today as I tool around Daytona in my Jeep looking for....well....tools. I like tools. Big long hard ones. Just saying.
Quick hint. If you want to put your dick in a cooter...or maybe up her dookie shooter...then for fucks sake...take a shower and put on some deodorant. Just saying.
I hang out with a girl who is so into her phone I don't like hanging out with her anymore. It makes a noise and her arm shoots out like a rocket to grab it and see whatever epic notification just graced her phone. She had the nerve to tell me I should see someone about my sexual addiction. Huh. It took me a minute but then I said I can quit sex a shit ton easier than you can quit that phone. She said it wasn't the same thing. I said, I know. Yours is much worse. I least I get physical activity. She just smiled and went back to the TikTok. I know I'm right because when I was sick that last few days I had no urge for sex. I just did my normal activities as best I could. When she had Covid and her phone wouldn't charge anymore...she lost her shit. Not having the TikTok was worse than any heroin withdrawal for her. Me...I agree I'm hopelessy hooked on sex in just about any fashion. Somehow I think that is wildy and massively more healthy than staring at a phone waiting for it ding.
Connor did a nice job of sperm-painting me today. I don't know too many guys who can keep up with his pump production. This isn't even close to some of the ones he's drowned me with. Think what it's like swallowing a load like this...you got to swallow while he pumps, or he overloads you. Anyway, I finally got them off his phone and onto mine, so here you are! Let me know what you think. I find his drainings fascinating. I wonder what it feels like to pump it out like that. It's got to feel good...like a huge relief, to get all that out of your balls.
So, everyone wants to know what is being shot out of the sky over the US. I want to let you know I'm highly pissed off. They just shot my new flying saucer balloon out of the sky, and now we are stuck here. It's hard to find a flying saucer balloon repair shop these days. I should call George. He knows where I can find one!
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I went across the street to see about sucking Connors's dick today. I wanted to do it in his grandparent's house because they aren't home. We ended up fucking on my bed. I wasn't in the mood for fucking, but he kept rubbing my clit, and then my cunt took over, and before I knew it, I had the head of Connors's dick pushing my spleen around. It was good. I came in like a minute. He went a few minutes longer. He wanted to do it "missionary" and make out with my tits at the same time. Then he pulled out and dumped a load on me that was impressive even for him. I keep looking at his balls to see if they shrivel up to nothing but a sack of skin, but they seem to stay the same size. I love this kid. He gets me off and feeds me as much sperm as I can possibly handle and then some.
There is something of serious concern for me. It kept me up all last night. I hate worrying about things like that. Scott has been staying away longer and longer. He keeps canceling dates with me. He says he is working a lot and goes out to eat with his co-workers afterward. He's also obviously dressing better and is putting a lot more effort into his looks. I mean, I'm okay with that, but that isn't like him. Then yesterday, on my way to Walgreens, I see his truck in the same strip mall parking lot. He's over at Publix. So I wait, and then I see him coming out with a girl much younger than he is. As I'm trying to figure out who she is, I noticed a bubble in the paint on the hood of my Jeep. It's a small one but what the fuck? This is a disaster. It's a 2018 model...it shouldn't be rusting! Is there a warranty on this or something? How could this happen!? It's going straight to the body shop today. I'm getting some answers. As far as who Scott was with...I don't have a clue. I'd lick her clean, though. She was a cutie. Good for him. Hopefully, he will share. That fucking rust bubble, though. I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy.
No dick today, for sure. I feel like I'm pretty much over the crud, but low and behold, the old vagina loses its motivation when I'm under the weather. I have fucked when I was sick back in my younger days, but I seem to remember it made it worse, so that's probably my aversion to the whole get pumped while riding the flu out. But I'm thinking about it now, so that's how I know things are looking up.
Fucking a married man. I wouldn't think it, but that upsets a few people. What about his wife? What about his kids? Uhmm, that's not my issue. Their issue is with him. He's the one willing to do it. The same thing goes for women who step out and slip a strange cock in their rectum a time or two. It's on the person stepping out. Plus, honestly, who really cares? As long as it's just sex, sex they aren't getting at home, it's all good. I'm the greatest person in the world to have an affair with as far as the family is concerned. I only want to borrow his cock for an hour or two once every now and then, and boom, then he's all yours. Probably a better husband and father after emptying his testicles inside of me. He will certainly be in a better mood. The only flaw in that theory is guys catch feelings all the fucking time. More so than women, in my experience. Guys think if they make you cum then you should belong to them. Pump the brakes after you pump your dick in me, fellas. I like to cum. I expect to cum. I expect you to make and or assist in my cumming. I'll pat you on the head, give you a bottle of water and send you on your way when we are finished rearranging my guts with your cock. I find guys wanting to talk after they empty themself in me. They start telling me about their wives and what they do and don't do. All that kind of crap. I nod my head and smile. I don't want to know. I really don't. I don't care. I chose you to slip your dick in my ass, and now that the dicking is done...slip it out, grab your water, and head home to wifey with a smile on your face. Do you know what's really driving me nuts? Married guys that make plans like we are going to be exclusive and live life happily ever after. "I thought you liked me...I made you cum!" That was your job, ding dong. Your only job. You did it well, and the work is done. Now punch your timecard and head home. Be quick. I have another date in two hours to get ready for. Someone told me not too long ago, angry after I forcefully denied the request for a relationship, that I was going to die old and alone. I fucking hope I die old. It beats the alternative. As far as alone goes...I am much more of a fan of friends than I am of a relationship partner. I feel like I will have friends. If not, I'll move into a retirement community and share life stories with everyone. I'm sure I'll be a hit.
So what's new? I got a new guy. He's married. Friend of Scott's. Scott doesn't know I'm fucking him, but today is Valentine's day, so I might gift him that knowledge. He's pretty good. I keep thinking about what his load looks like. I haven't seen it. He pumped a load in me, and I sucked the other one out of his balls. I know what it feels and tastes likes, just not how much he unloads. I'm kind of obsessed with finding out. Being married, he is trying to be careful. He doesn't want to text or call. He gets in touch with me from his work phone. He's talking about being all super secret 007 spy sneaky about it. He bought a "burner" phone, as he calls it. I don't think he realizes he isn't the top dog when it cums to my pussy. Bob has that title, and Connor is definitely ahead of him. What I'm saying is he may be thinking we are a lot more than we actually are. I mean, he was a good fuck. He did well. He made me cum twice and says the sweetest things to me, like, "you suck cock so much better than my wife." Which was promptly followed by pumping my belly full of his jizz. So, yes, he's fun. He's certainly not good-looking. His body is "meh," and his dick is probably 5 or 6 inches but thin. I like the thin. I can swallow a thin dick to the base and lick the testicles while I'm down there. There is no wow factor, though, like Bob. He is stunning physically. I get wet just looking at him. Then he unzips, and out pops the most beautiful penis on the planet. It's huge, smooth, with the perfect, most delicious head that I can't wait to feel pushing my insides around when it slides in me. Connor is 29, basically 20, and he has the body of 20 yr old. Smooth, hairless, long, and lean. He's not bad looking, but when he cums he dumps a gallon of it. That alone makes him a runner-up for the top dog position. This new guy is fun to hang around with but he's too worried about his wife. I like pushing it and that could be his "catch" for me. Like, pumping a load of sperm into me in his bed when his wife will be home anytime. That could put him more toward the top of the leaderboard when it cums to who my pussy prefers. I know it sounds awful, me wanting to take chances on him ruining his marriage. But he's already doing that all by himself with no help from me. I don't check marital status prior to slipping someone's dick in my guts. My pussy doesn't discriminate based on marital status. It's not my decision to make. It's his or hers. Could he lose her? Absolutely. Most likely, in fact. Why lie? I like knowing I can make a guy cum so hard that he is willing to ruin his marriage just to slip his cock in any one of my holes. It makes me cum hard knowing that. Is it awful? Sure, some people would say so. I, however, don't see the problem. She has a pussy, asshole, mouth, hands, and feet, just like I do. Learn to use them. Men are easy. Keep their balls empty, and there won't be any left for me. The thing is, keeping a man's balls empty is amazingly fun. It's wildly addictive. I'm definitely an addict, and rehab is not in my future. Good thing feeding my habit is easy to do. Just ask this guy's wife.
Did some pics. People often wonder why I don't lock my doors all the time. Because if the dogs don't get you...well...the dogs will get you. Actually, they are all fairly nice once they get to know you. Just don't grab Rudy's tail. Just ask the vet. He can confirm there is a reaction. I won't lie. Once in a while, when I feel like living on the edge, I grab his tail and run. Yes, I have 4 dogs. There is another pit bull hanging around somewhere, as well as some kind of little 15 lb lap dog everyone seems to want so badly. The little one is a pain in the ass. She gets the big ones riled up every damn time someone walks by. The size of Klaus isn't really represented well in this pic. He's probably 120 lbs. Rudy is 70, and they are both thin.
