Dealing with suspicous minds

One of the biggest pains with putting up ads is dealing with a huge number of emails and sorting through them.

Quite a few of them are dealing with guys who (justifiably) believe I'm a spammer, or someone trying to pull something over on them.   This is usually tempered fairly quickly by simply emailing them back a request for more information.
Some are a bit taken aback when I give them my CL phone number so we could talk at length.  So far I've been able to convince about eight guys that I'm real.

This then deals with another question I deal with, "What do the girls look like?"
I mean. Really?
Typically, I will simply ask if this is important to them, and if a picture is THAT important to them. As is typical; they will usually back off.
It's not enough that they are actually going to have NSA sex with someone they don't know, they decide they want to see if the girl meets their standards? 

Ten guys that know they will get laid, how much you wanna bet MAYBE five will show?

Oh good lord!

Itching for a scratch and a confession.

You know, this past weekend was fun, but I already want another and quite frankly; I don't want to just have Sharon there, she's a bit too unstable for my taste. Maybe Lumens, but she has been pulling a disappearing act with her job and traveling.
Lauren is out, she hasn't contacted me since she ended our dating, so that leaves Katy.  
Oh, I know she's totally down with whatever I have in mind.
So, my goal is to have one by late April; to achieve this, I'm going to start posting within the next week.  I know I briefly mentioned starting one awhile ago, but I blame that on the NyQuil and cold/flu/sickness.


Confession?

Just saw Mr. and Mrs. Smith for the first time recently. 
They are inhumanly good looking.
As a straight male, I would SO do a threesome with them and it can be a free-for-all.

Just sayin'.

Putting on a show....and a surprise

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A chat with Katy

Had a date this past Sunday that was probably ruined, in no small part, by a massive headache I had, which I believe was a residual symptom of my previous illness and lack of sleep. She lived down to my expectations, so it was no big loss.
Since I was on the west side of town, I pulled into a parking lot to see who was available for a quick visit.  I was living on 3 hrs sleep and a headache, there was a craving for finding a haven to recover from the date and visit some friends on this side of town I don't see very often.
Yeah, I'm talking WAAAAAAY west.
After some friends weren't at home or not available (damn you RODEO!), I spotted Katy online and sent her a quick Text message.
"Hey! How are you?"
"Fine.You?"
"Cool.  Was in your part of town and wanted to know if you want some coffee?"
"I'm comfy, but you're welcome to come over.  Can't do anything, in case you're curious."
"No worries, I have a headache, just visit."
"Okay. Come over. When?"
"15 minutes?"
"You ARE close.  Okay. I'll be ready."
I walk up to her door and am greeted and was greeted by a warm hug.
We are both a little worse for wear;  She was recovering from a massive party she attended the previous night. I sank into a half sitting/laying position on the couch across from hers, we talk about stuff in general.
She asks about KM and I give her the skinny of it and was pleased I didn't fall into a trap that she saw in text message a bit after the breakup.
The conversation was very low pressure and we both liked the casualness of it.  She even tried a little acupressure to see if that would give me a little relief from my throbbing skull.
We eventually talk about a boyfriend she's trying to dump that just isn't her type, eventually the conversation steers to sex.
Turns out a guy she has phone sex with is trying to convince her to get into camming.
Now we never even talked about phone sex before and winds up going about how much she not only ENJOYS it, but how often she does it.  She flips open the phone and counts the number of times she spent listening to guys get off as well as getting orgasms to it.
Six.
In less than 4 hours.
FUCK!
To say I was impressed and somewhat turned on even with my headache.
Switching the conversation back to Camming, I opened a website I used to be involved with a number of years ago and she was hooked after watching a few of the channels.
She was clicking on channel upon channel as she talked about her love of phone sex and watching guys/girls pleasure themselves.  The conversation got rather explicit and I was finding myself with a hard on.
We both made light of it saying that she was horny as well, but couldn't do anything because of mother nature.
I wasn't in the mood for anything, so I told her not to worry about it.
After she told me to watch a particularly attractive woman being quite enthusiastic with an ear of corn, she tentatively reached for my cock.
"You know, if you want I can just watch you, that is if you need some relief."
How can I refuse that offer?
Going into the back room, I stripped and reclined on the bed with her next to me while she laid down next to me.
As I started to stroke my cock, she was commenting on how fascinated she is on watching men masturbate.  She then started talking dirty and wondering about the next party and wanted to know about a party I threw in the past.
I told her about a party I had a couple of years ago, and she was fascinated and asked me a few pointed questions and suggestions for next time.
Having a common past experience from a series of parties (I might blog about that in the future) we attended, and discussed how wild that era was, along with her fondness of multiple men.
I felt myself building up to an orgasm, and she took over and proceed to swallow everything that I had.
After a few more minutes, we got up and dressed.
"Feel better?"
"Much. Thanks." was my only reply.
We went back to the living room and talked like nothing happened and talked some more.
After watching more TV (Keeping up with the Kardishians....ew), she gave me some more aspirin and I bid her a good night.
Deciding that we perhaps would go out for a date in the future, I promised we would.

Edit:
Corrected and added a bunch of stuff from the drug induced haze I was in.

A Burger, Cock and fries..

"So do you hold these often?" a voice said over the phone.
"Occasionally..." as I responded...
Ah....bluetooth ear pieces are awesome.

You can drive around without having to have your phone up against your head.

I interrupt our conversation;
"Hey, I'm going to grab something to eat, so I won't be able to respond to what you're saying, but keep going."
She was talking about things she's done in the past.
"Ooo..I can talk dirty and you can't say anything?"
"Yeh."  Oh shit.
I walk into my little fast food place and stand in line while she says some VERY naughty things with my only response being, "That sounds interesting."
The fact that there is obviously a crowd around it makes her sound more wicked and adjust the conversation accordingly.
"Don't you wish I was right there next to you, so you can casually finger my pussy and see if someone notices?"
My erection which was manageable was starting to get a bit more uncomfortable...
"That does sound like fun. Should we do that sometime?" was my deadpan answer.
"Or maybe I could just stand in front of you and rub my ass against your hard cock."

With great effort, I walk up to the large black woman who was the cashier, and make my order.

"Hi! I want a #5 and a large cock and curly fries, please."


The waves of laughter that I heard from my ear clued me in as I slowly understood what I had just said.
 Her response was priceless as she broke out into a smile;
"So would I, sweetie, but wouldn't you prefer a large coke instead?"

"Umm...yes, please."

"You got it, Darlin'!  Sorry I can't help you with the other thing, but I think you already have one." she said gesturing to my quickly shrinking erection with a glance of her eyes.

"She's a bold one!" my ear said gasping.  Still recovering from the laughter.
"I gotta go and eat.  Talk to you later."
"You need to call me when you about to order dinner again."
"BYE!"

As I sat there eating, I heard more and more laughter coming from the kitchen with the mostly female staff trying to get a peek at me with the original cashier just waved at me.
It was a VERY long lunch break.

Sick with bad timing and updates

Well, my working 10-14 hours for 27 of the last 33 days finally caught up to me, not to mention some shanigans that I managed to get in didn't help either.
I'm sick.
Felt it coming on with a sore throat on Sunday and I woke up sounding like Barry White on Monday.
Kinda' wished I had that voice permanently. Then again, from what I hear, my voice is rather sexy as it is when I have that "sexyness" thrown in.
Aside from some light coughing and the sore throat, I actually felt fine.

Whatever. Fuck.
Deciding that I just need to rest, I forced myself to stay home and take it easy while I was emptying out my TiVo of all the stuff I have neglected for the past month. (What?  Izzy MIGHT have lethal cancer??)
The phone calls started to come in a span of over less than two hours;
Lauren, Stormcloud, Sharon, Katy, and Lumens had decided that they could use some action today, but as soon as they heard a strange voice with my distinctive phone greeting, they knew something was up.
They knew I was ill.  I even passed up some "Theraputic blowjobs."
Me turning down sex is like asking Dracula to go vegetarian.
If it wasn't for the fact that I suspected I MIGHT be contagious, I decided to turn them all down because I would feel bad if they all came down sick and missed work because of me.

Shit.

*****

I decided to throw together TWO parties.   One is going to be a gangbang and the other is going to be a Woman to Woman Bi Party.
The Centerpieces for both will be Katy and Lauren.  It should be interesting how this will turn out, I make the posts, they answer the emails, they get to have their own CL Phone, and the funds for a hotel room.

This is going to be my first WTW party in quite some time, so this is going to be interesting.

Mourning a blog

There are many blogs out there that are posted/written on a daily basis.
Some are enlightening, thought provoking, titillating, silly, and just plain touching.

To be honest, many of the blogs that I read are of the sexual nauture, mostly because I relate to many of them in many ways.  While the sexual blogs are a fun read, I like to be able to know what goes on that may not contain any sexual connotations what-so-ever.  It's good to read as to how people reason on the things they do.

We (Sexual bloggers) aren't merely a collection of vaginas and cocks, but of people that are simply more sexually open than others in society.

Some bloggers disappear for a variety of reasons; most have simply stopped writing or deleted their blogs without giving due notice as to why they chosen to stop.

So I'd like to point out a blog that I've been watching for a considerable amount of time.  It shows the journey of a woman who's sexual appetite dictated her actions;  at least, that is how *I* interpreted it.
Over the past year she has gone down a bit of a spiral and wrote her final post to a blog that she intends to delete.

I'd like to recommend this site because its an interesting road that she has traveled, and I urge you to read this blog before its gone forever.

Sexy Horny