Milking a fuck for all it's worth....

Recently I was reminded of a (married) woman who I knew for years and this happened about 10 yrs ago.

Knew her before she was married, knew was at her wedding, and was even there after the birth of their first child.*



The sex was usually wild, but this particular episode stuck out.

She had given birth just a month or so earlier, and this was our first chance to be together.

We walked down to the bar down the street**, to down a few beers.  A few hours later, we came back up and basically got down to business.
Having known each other long enough, that we skipped quite a few of the preliminaries and with only mild kissing and some smooching for about 30 seconds before we started getting a bit on the rough side.


She just jumped on top and did the reverse cowboy on me so I could stick a thumb in her ass, we continued a few minutes when suddenly;


"I'm dripping!" she suddenly yelled out.
"Isn't that normal?" I said, lost in my own pleasure.
Didn't think much of it since she gushed a bit during sex an orgasm.
"No! I'm LEAKING MILK!" she turned around to give me that "Look" you women do so well.
"Oh!" I said genuinely concerned, "Is there something I can do?"
"Get me a towel, I don't want to get it over your sheets!"
"No big deal, sweetie.  I'll just wash them tomorrow."
"If this was my bed, I wouldn't be so casual about it," she said as she turned around and sat on my cock again.
"If this was your bed, we would be done by now before hubby got home."
We usually have our little trysts on my days off while she went to "The Gym."
As we continued, I felt dripping on my chest and watched in fascination as her breasts secreted her milk.
Out of habit, I reached up and sucked on a breast and was greeted by a warm liquid that tasted marvelous and I continued sucking and went from breast to breast.
She groaned in pleasure, now that the pressure of her breasts was decreasing and adjusted herself to put my cock up her ass.***
We it wasn't our typical position, and it was a bit more tender, but it was highly erotic.
It was then that took a mouth full of her milk and kissed her deeply, feeding it back to her.
"That was sexy, Baby!", she said as she recovered from the kiss.
Far faster than usually, we both reached a strong and hard orgasm.
Laying down next to each other, we both agreed that it was a great one and we continued that routine for several months.

The weight loss resulting from feeding both me and her child gave quite a bit of credence to her hitting the gym hard.****
Not to mention all the sex she was getting as well.




Many thanks to a blogger friend to digging up that old memory.



*He thought I was just a "Dear friend."
**Don't worry, whenever she plans on drinking, she stockpiles breast milk for X number of days.
***She loves anal as much as I do, if not more!
****Hubby never wanted to try it at all. His loss, more for us!

StormCloud....

Some interesting things have happened over the past week and it is going to require several different posts, but I will try to get as much in without being a bunch of babble...which is going to be a first with a post of mine.

I think I need to explain the dynamic between Stormcloud and I; even though I have explained it briefly in the past, the need to expound on it came upon me while I was talking to a fellow blogger (which deserves another post).

We met around 15 years ago while I was heavily into swinging and even more active than I am today.  We were as different as night and day sexually and morally, but somehow I was able to date her for a short time (Monogamy was ROUGH!). The more I knew about her and her past and the things she had endured I was in awe about the mettle this woman had.  
While we were intimate, she rarely did more of the things I liked (at the time, I was more heavily into the D/s thing) but discovered a love for anal sex (To date, I'm the only man she has let do that to her).
As we eventually cooled and found other relationships, we saw each other infrequently and quite platonic.
When she discovered I broken up with a then girlfriend, she confided how things weren't going well with her marriage; it was then that I became "The other man".
Things eventually came apart with her husband and her life started to fall apart with my trying to help her out as much as I could financially, emotionally, and physically.
This part of our friendship took its toll on our friendship and realized our relationship as "Toxic" because she was draining me and decided to slowly ween her off me.
Over the years (six or so), while her calls to me were increasingly infrequent (much to my delight), every call that she made was greeted with a certain dread; but I couldn't refuse her calls.
The conversations basically went to talking about difficulties about her job, her kids, her health issues, etc and just totally brought me down.
I could have won the lottery, had a kid, and had the worlds best sex THE SAME DAY, but after one of her phone calls, I would be ready to drink arsenic, slit my wrists, and jump off a building with hungry crocodiles at the bottom with a gun to my head to shoot myself on the way down.

It was that bad, but I was the only emotional anchor she had in this world and didn't want to let her down.

Nowadays, it seems like she just wants sex; apparently her current boyfriend isn't doing it for her and she's sending in the closer to plug that extra hole (or whatever her thinking is).

For now I have to be on guard of her getting back into my life.

THIS is why I call her Stormcloud.  Don't get me wrong, she's a beautiful person, and would do anything for anyone, if she had the resources, but to me, she has gotten to be Toxic.

And I'm seeing her tonight.

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'.

Revelations and confessions....

After our first session, we were talking about the time I had to confess about my hobby, and asked if it affected her opinion on me; turns out she was VERY turned on about it and said that she has had a number of threesomes in the past and wished to have more in the future.
She continued on for a few minutes as I continued to nibble her neck and nipples.  I got a bit aggressive with her and her moans of pleasure simply gave me the green line to continue as I took her roughly from behind.
After a few more minutes into the session, I turned into the Inquisitor.  I wanted answers while she wasn't able to think clearly and received very interesting answers:
"Tell me, what was the most men you've been with?" I asked between clinched teeth as I slowly increased and decreased the pace and force of my thrusts.
"No!", she gasped.
"Tell me!" as I increased the force and pace.
"No! It's embarrassing!"
"All the more to tell me", I replied with a deceptively low voice as added my thumb into her ass.
She resisted a bit longer until she finally gave me the number:
"Eight!", she screamed.
"You were a naughty girl. Tell me about it."
I drove my thumb deeper into her ass and was now bucking more wildly.
"Eight guys, friends of my boyfriends."
"What did they do to you?"
"Everything!"
"Did you love it?"
"YES! They made me feel like such a slut, I loved it!"
Did they do this as well, and with that, I plunged into her ass.
"YES! I LOVED IT! OH GOD HOW I WANT TO DO IT ALL AGAIN!"
It was at this point we both had mind blowing orgasms and collapsed into each other's arms, closed our eyes and napped.

Some time later, we woke up.
After some more smooching and small talk I asked if she wanted to be in one of my parties.
"Oh god, that would SO turn me on." she replied with a certain amount of hope in her voice
"What is it that you would like to do?"
"A gangbang?"  She bit her lip as she said it, obviously afraid what my reaction would be.
"Okay."  The relief on her face was obvious.
Getting up and getting dressed, I told her she needed to get more sleep before work, for which she reluctantly agreed.
She escorted me to the door and kissed me goodnight as I once again, walked into the night with a whole slew of thoughts to ponder.

This is a test....

The night after, KM and I had a late night lunch/dinner at our usual spot and things seemed quite normal.  But there was this specter of doubt that kept raising it's ugly head as to whether or not we're "Compatible."  We went our separate ways. She went off to bed, I went to continue to work...

Normally, I don't let these things bother me, but considering how much I like her, it starts to nag me.

I pick up the CL Phone;
"Hey, how're you doing?" I ask.
"Not bad.  Was hoping you'd call for a little fun tonight."
"Can I come over?"
"Come over and in. Yes.  The door will be open."
Lumens.   I wonder if its a good idea to be with her tonight.  It's just a nagging feeling that it just isn't right.



Walking into her modest home, I casually start taking off my clothes when I spot her coming out of the bathroom and looking at me critically.
"You're not wasting time, are you?" she asks with a bit of an accusation in her voice.
"Umm....was just wondering if you want a quickie."  I'm starting to regret coming here.
"Don't mind it at all, I enjoy your company. How's KM?" 
The comment seemed genuine, but maybe I'm just hyper sensitive, either way, it stopped me cold for a minute.
I walk over and start nibbling her neck and slide off her robe to reveal her body.
Considering we've covered this ground before, we've already gotten rather comfortable with each other and knew how to touch each other.
We went through what we knew the other liked and she quickly reached her first orgasm.
After her third orgasm she got on all fours.
"Want to fuck my ass now Baby?"
She knew I loved it, and so did she.
Getting behind her, she backed into me and steadily shoved herself onto me.
"You like fucking my ass don't you?"
"Oh yeah, baby, you know I love it."
"C'mon, fuck me hard!"
After only a few minutes, I reached orgasm about the same time she did.
We laid down and cuddled while I nibbled her back.

KM immediately came to mind.
Is it the anal sex or the dirty talking?
She doesn't do either, she says she just can't vocalize doing sex.
I stay for an hour and we BS until I had to return to work.

A couple of hours later, KM is on my mind and I kinda' wondered if some bad karma was coming this way because of the last 24hrs.

No sooner had the thought formulated in my head then I heard an audible POP from the back of my car and briefly lost control.

Fuck. A flat, on a cold wet night.
Yay.

One, Two, Threesome!

Well, over the past couple of weeks, I had put up a couple of ads on CraigsList looking for someone interested in a Threesome.
What?  Another threesome?
Yeah, I'm weird that way. Sorry.
After sorting through the spam and flakes, I got two responses that seemed Genuine: Lumens and Shygirl.
Lumens hasn't gotten further than the email stage but seems anxious  Whatever.
Shygirl sent some photos and, once again, she used BBW to describe herself, when in reality, she just had a little extra weight.  I REALLY hate that description., but I'll leave it be.
She started calling my CL phone after only a few emails.   She was a bit quiet and can almost hear the phone shaking.
I start off with some light banter, make a snotty remark about New Year's Eve, and such.
Eventually she started opening up a bit and started asking me questions that everyone seems to ask.
"Why are you doing this?" She finally found her voice.
"Because it's fun!"  It's true, why lie?
"Well, I kinda' figured that, I don't know why I asked."
"Maybe you wanted to see how unoriginal I can be.  Did I live down to it?"
"Yes you did."
"Case settled."
She was curious on when it can be done and I said let's do a meet and greet to put her at ease and show that I'm not a psycho, and that way she can walk away while she still has her clothes on.
Don't ask.  Old story.
We set a meeting on Friday (Later today) at 4pm. Since it's close to where "Pat" lives,   If things work out, we can have a threesome by the end of next week!
Of course, it'll depend on how things work out tomorrow.

The Bitch returns

*bzzz*
My brain struggled to register what the sound means.
*bzzz*
Oh.  Txt Msg. No biggie.
*bzzz-DING!*
Yeah. Fuck you too. I then realize it's the CL Phone.
I open an eye at the offending object making the noise.
Closing my eye again I try to get back to whatever dream I was having.
Feeling the bed move, I suddenly want death to claim me as I open one eye.
I'm greeted with an emerald eye starting back at me.
*Meow!*
Fuck.
Fine. I'm up.
Looking at the phone which not only disturbed my slumber, but awakened my bitch-cat, I noticed it was a strange number. Then again, they're all strange numbers.
"Hi. Husband flew out of town last night. Want to play again?"
I struggle to remember who it is.
"When?  I might have plans."  It's a lie.  I just want to leave an out in case its a psycho.
"Anytime.  Remember how to get here?"
"Sure!  But give me the address again.  The homes look alike."  Not a lie.  In some areas, I could easily walk into a strange house.
"##### Street"
AW SHIT! It's HER!
"Cool. I'll let you know. Ciao!"  Whatever.  Christmas eve and I'm going to spend it with a psycho?  Nah. Fat Chance.  NOOOOOO....
After getting some other stuff done, I power up the laptop and login to all my IM's.
My mystery member popped on.
Okay. Time to resolve it.
"Who ARE you?"
"It's me, 'Andi'"
"Oh. Hi."  Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.  Why did I do that? Why didn't I just delete contact and let it fade away?
STUPIDSTUPIDSTUPID!
"I gotta go, call me!" With that, she disconnected.
ARGH!
Fast forward a few hours and a friend of mine sends me the text to some erotica he found.
Oh yeah. It's good stuff.
I had just finished reading the last section and realized how incredibly aroused I am.
*bzzz*
I reach for the CL phone (clit phone?).
"Hi. You coming over?"
Oh fuck! I forgot!
"Oh yeah, get undressed and leave the garage door open."
The drive across town went like a blur and before I realized I was in the garage with the door barely closed before I bolted into the door to see her in a simple robe.
I walked right up to her and kissed her. She tried to pull me off.  But I kissed her anyway.
Remembering the last meeting, I was taking full control.
Turning her around, I snatched the robe off her and bent her over.
This wasn't love.
"Want to be a bad girl now?"
She turned around in surprise.
"YES!"
I hit slapped her bottom with as much force as I could muster.
This wasn't even lust.
I drop my pants while I hold her down with one hand.
"Do you want it hard, baby?"
"YES!"
This was pent up animalistic frustration!
I force myself into her pussy in a single thrust.
"YES!",The voice was a combination of pleasure and pain.
I thrust again, deeper and harder.
"YES! AGAIN!"
Days of frustration and anger, are focused on the person in front of me.
I feel her on the edge of orgasm and I yank it away.
Pulling out of her pussy, I savagely push into her ass.
She came instantly, her breathing labored, sweat was literally dripping from her forehead.
I wasn't done.
Pure mechanics. 
This person wants to be used.  she got it.
My memory tells me of the conversation we had recently.
She gets up with a smile on her face, but I just throw her down on the bed and head towards the box she had mentioned that was hidden away.
With confident strides, I head towards her shoe closet.  After a few moments, I push the boxes to the side and find it.
Just where she mentioned.
I open the box.
Yes!
I head towards her with a purpose and she spots the look in my eye and spots whats in my hand.
There was no smile on my face.
But one crept on hers.
"GET BACK ON THE BED AND BEND OVER!" I growled.
That got her attention and threw herself back on the bed.
Her ass already had red marks where I spanked her briefly.
"Briefly" was not a word that was going to happen.
*WHACK!*
It's been years since I held a paddle, but this is one bike I never thought I'd ride again.
*WHACK!*
She lets out a yelp.  Her pussy betrays how turned on she is.
*WHACK!*
She's moaning now.
*WHACK!*
"OH GOD!"
*WHACK!*
It continued for several minutes.
She had one long orgasm after the 10th hit.
My arm was getting tired so I stopped.
Yes, Adrenalin and anger can only do so much.
I grabbed her by her hair and  pulled her towards my cock.
"You need to-"  She never
She never finished the sentence.
I MADE her suck my cock.
After I had my orgasm, I threw her back on the bed.
Without another word, I put on my pants and sneakers without my socks.
"You're leaving?"
"Yes."
No emotion.
I walked out to my car and hit the garage button, opened the car door and threw in the remainder of my clothes.
"HEY! Be sure to call-!"was all I heard when the door slammed.
Starting my car, I look out into the cloudy night.
Once again, matching my mood.
I drive off onto the slick streets with my blood still boiling.
*bzzz*
"That was fun! You were much better this time! Sharon." is what I read on the phone.
Well, at least I have a name now.
At the next light, I noticed the time on the dash:
12:30am December 25th.

Merry Fucking Christmas.

Yes, Virgina, there are girls on CL!

I'm not entirely sure how to write this post, so it may seem less intelligible and more meandering than usual.

A few days ago, A gentlemen made a post surveying several men and their success on CL and what became of it. It seems that the men have been having a horrendous time having any success at meeting women that are desirable.

The Data used was very suspect as it was listed as so:


I received 52 different replies to my original post. Out of the 52, only 5 men reported to have actually met normal/attractive women or had good results from CL.


Here are some of the common comments from the other 47 men who replied and have not had any luck yet:

I emailed the guy and questioned his results and decided to put up similar a similar post that I targeted towards women that went something like this:

Have you responded to an ad?:
Were you able to continue the relationship until meeting? and did it continue from the initial meeting?
Did you stop responding to the person you answered the ad for? And why and after how many emails?
Did he stop responding to emails?
Was a photo sent initially?
What kind of photo was sent, (Portrait, crop from family, self portrait, etc) and was it a torso, facial, bikini, etc?
If you put up an ad, please answer the same questions as above.
What was the initial form of contact? Phone call? Meet at Starbucks? Restaurant?
After the initial meeting, what was the conclusion of the meeting?
Relationship, open relationship, dating, sexual only? 

I gotten quite a few responses (of which I'll eventually post), but one of which I got from an intriguing lady who said that has more to discuss than can be covered in a simple letter.

After some initial texts, she finally called and had a most fascinating conversation:
She had been on CL for at least 2 years and answered quite a few ads of a sexual nature, including, threesomes, spankings, and rough sex.

After another date (Eh), I texted her if she was up for that beer.   She sent back that she was more than ready that her date turned out to be a dud and was itching to get away.   I was at a small bar in the heights and she arrived shortly after.   She was a very attractive woman, with long flowing black hair and a sweater that showed quite a bit of cleavage.
I wasn't there to flirt, but simply get info and boy, did she provide it for me! 
She spun a tale of a number of men that she met over the past few years, how she vetted the men along several levels from the initial letters, phones calls, meetings, to sex.   VERY fascinating stuff, but it is a pity I can't elaborate more, or else someone might take advantage of the information once they realized she is the same woman.  She was even answering ads on her phone while talking to me!

The more she talked, the more I was fascinated by her, but I guess she didn't find me that interesting and proceeded to mingle with the staff, whom she already knew previously.   Looking at my watch, it was about 10:00pm and she was going to take her last drink before calling it an evening.  I closed my modest tab, shook her hand, and headed my way home...

As I was opening the door to my apartment, my phone rang and I answered it without looking at it.
"Hi Baby! Wanna come over to play?"
It was KM!
"Sure, text me your address and I'll be right over."
20 minutes later, I was back in the Heights.....but that's for another post.

Bizarre 24 hours.

The day started out with quite a bit of promise, yet at the time I am currently writing this at 5am, is because it is amazing on how odd the turns in the world of craig's list can go.
Waking up early (for me) at 8am, I tumble out of bed and start running errands in preparation for tomorrows party.  I check my email briefly..nada.
Great.
Aside from a slight interlude in my day for a date that is related to this.
After I left, I had gotten an email for the ad. 
"I'm a tranny, can I come to watch?"
WTF?
Giving her (what DO you call a pre-op tranny?) my number , we talked for a bit, turns out she had already had the boob implants, and by looking at the pictures, she was cute. 
I allowed it, but warned her that if the guys aren't comfortable, she might have to leave.  She was cool with that and was pleased that we had the conversation..
awesome.  Never had one at a party, so this should be interesting, especially if she joins in.

Now I come to a girl that bailed out on me for last week's party.
I get an email at 3am asking where I was because she wanted to have some screw.
Since I was relatively close (and on my way home), I told her I could be there in 30 minutes.
Arriving to a modest apartment complex on the north side, I arrived at her apartment number and saw her through the gap substantial gap in her window shades.   The visual was interesting; somewhat larger woman, sitting on the couch watching a porn movie.
No wonder she was horny!
Lightly knocking, I was wondering what I was getting myself into.
She must have teleported to the door because it opened almost instantly.
My ears caught a buzzing sound, but I couldn't quite place it, until I saw her walking off towards the couch and spotted a cord coming up from under her the hem of the dress she was wearing to her hands.
Vibrating egg.  Gotcha.
She then plopped herself back down on the couch and motioned for me to suck on her breasts.   Not a man to waste an opportunity and proceeded to lightly lick her nipples.  Getting closer to her neck, I the fragrance of alcohol permeating through her skin.
Aw shit!  This either can go REALLY well or turn out REALLY bad!
We fooled around a bit, when she turned over and leaned over the arm of the couch and pointed to the table.
"My vibrator is over there."
Getting the vibrator, I proceeded to tease her with it as well as putting little kisses on her ass.
"Will you hurry up and push it in?"
O.K.
I followed her instructions and right when her breathing was getting more rapid I encouraged her to cum.
"Will you shut up? You're throwing me off."
Man! this lady was pushy!
I continued for a couple of minutes until my arm got tired of the odd position and stopped.
"You were doing it wrong anyway."

Now, just to let you know, this WAS our entire conversation other than the typical "HI."   I'm getting no cues, from her, nothing.  She's a tough read. Then the next sentence totally threw my game.

"Why didn't you fuck me when I was bent over?"
"Umm..because you didn't say so?  I figured you wanted to just use the vibrator."

By this time we were back to sitting on the couch, sans dress and encourages me to suck her nipples again.
I gave it a try for a bit, then I noticed her breathing was steady.
She was asleep!
Looking at my watch, it was almost 5am!
I zipped myself back up and walked out.   Before I had even reached the car, I deleted her text msgs, her phone number, and craved a shower.

Oh, to top it all off, my buddy "PAT" isn't going to make it. 
This night has the potential of some serious suckage.

Maybe I'll try my hand at birdwatching as a hobby.

Screwing is good, but can I get personality on the side?

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Bad Blogger! BAD BAD Blogger!

Sorry for the delay in writing, I've pretty much neglected this poor thing and I will do my best to put up what has happened since my last post. So I plan on writing what happened over the next few days....I hope

One thing that is interesting about starting up parties on craiglist, is that there always seem to be a bunch of people that are generally all talk but no action.
While I know there are plenty of people (mostly men) that are looking for sex, there are few people that are interested of being a "regular."
As one person stated at a "meeting" before the party, they just want to walk in and get undressed and fuck.
My view on this is great, if it happens. But some people, from what I've heard, post craigs list as way to play pranks or whatever. It isn't much fun if you walk up to a hotel room that may or may not be the actual place of a party.
While I think anonymous sex is awesome, sometimes you want to see them again for another party, particularly if you had a good time with them and you had good chemistry with with or with the group overall.

some people in the past (names changed...if known)

Shelly: a full bodied brunette with a voracious appetite and took all newcomers. Loved anal like crazy.

Cindy: A lovely older woman with a body that could kill. When her mouth wasn't full of cock or pussy, she was throwing out one liners with the best of them.

Cinnamon: A dazzling redhead who was running late, and made it to my room to see a room full of people already busy. Promptly disrobed, layed on all fours, spread her cheeks and said "pick a hole" and was very obliging.

Shannon: a charmig black woman who simply loved to watch and play with her toys, but wouldn't turn down a chance for a man or woman to lick her pussy.

Mark: A generously endowed man with wit to match. If I wasn't straight, I'd do him. Very caring about the ladies and treated them in the way they wished to be treated.

Carol: Another woman with red hair with a personality to match. Loved to suck cock, particualy after if it just came directly from someone else.

Wayne: A great guy with a great personality that was also quite aware of how to approach the ladies and make them comfortable, came with his wife who loved it rough and took on all comers. Many times was she the center of the show.

The point is: If you're cool, funny, and you say you had a great time with a great attitude, you get an instant invite. Why WOULDN'T you want to try to be a regular?

Been a bad boy...

I actually forgotten about my blog until i left a bit of feedback to someone!

I guess I should discuss what happened at the last party.

Of the 10 guys and five women, 2 men show up and two women as well. 3 guys had something come up just before the party and the two of the women had other commitments they couldn't get out of.
The rest were no shows. ohwell!

One of the ladies that showed up came as a "date" with me and we had a bit of a good time together. the other showed up a bit late and turned out to be a stunning looking older woman.

The men started to jack each other off and started to give a blow jobs to one another, the Girl "S" bottomless and topless when I came back into the room (I just went to take a quick shower) masturbating. I quickly got on my knees and proceeded to eat her out. Eventually I got behind her and bent her over and gave her a nice rimjob and eventually entered her from the rear.

it's about this time my phone rang and it turned out to be the other woman that had run late. I told her what room we were in and she came up in a flash. I greeted her nude and sat and watched as Girl "S" was getting some action and I sat with girl "C" and tried to make her comfortable. Eventually she got undressed and I proceeded to eat her and give her a good rimjob. while she watched the other two men doing each other.

Eventually we all had turns with the ladies, girl "C" had a blast and had to leave, girl "S" stayed the night after the other two had to leave to their respective lives.


Currently, I have another party planned for this evening, while the confirmations are small, I think it will still be a great deal of fun!