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

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.

A long journey starts with a single trip of the feet...

Occasionally, I get an email from kids* asking how I got to be such a stud and talk or meet the women to do the things that I do.


After I recover from at least a few minutes of laughing, I just tell them it's just confidence and how one treats a woman.

One seemed to not believe me and I wound up talking to him on the phone and I told him the following story how dense I was when I was a kid:

I was about 16 or 17 when a girl ("Sandy") I was lusting after for a couple of years visited me out of the blue.
Looking back at it, I was surprised at her timing and it seemed like the stars aligned.
My parents were going to be gone for almost the entire day.

We went to my room and screwed around on my C64 computer**, when she noticed a deck of cards and wondered if we could play a game of hearts.
Jokingly, I responded that maybe we can play strip poker instead, thinking that she would never accept my challenge.

When she accepted my challenge, it took me a few moments to recover, but I regained my (what little i had) wits and set up the game.

I think I need to describe both of us:

She had solid black long hair, with ample breasts which simply accentuated a very lovely figure for a girl of her age.
Me?  a 6ft tall stick and glasses and as nerdy as you can get.  Ugh.

After what seemed like an hour or so, she was down to a towel (I don't remember how she won the towel) when I won the last hand and I eagerly waited to see her body when she said something totally unexpected that STILL echos in my ears.
"If you're going to see me naked, you're going to have to give me one of your massages."

Now, I was well known in my circle of friends for massages and I have no qualms about massaging girls or guys.  Obviously, the girls were more fun.

So she dropped her towel and laid, face down, on my bed.
I shifted modes and got the oil out and massaged her from head to toe of which she made the comment that I was lingering a bit too long on her ass and apologized and continued.
The next bomb was that she flipped over and wanted me to massage her front.
I NEVER massaged a torso before, especially a female one with HUGE breasts; so I winged it.
Once again, looking back, I heard (and felt) her breathing heavily whenever I reached her pussy or breasts.
Then I told her I finished.

Her eyes snapped open and said, "HUH?"
"I'm done."
She looked at me like I was a snake or something, gathered her clothes and left.

She didn't call me for weeks.

It was only after a couple of years later, while we were about to actually have sex is when she told me how much of a dumbass I was.
I was ahead of her, I realized it six months after the fact.

Yeah, I was a REAL stud in High school.

There are times when I can't take hints like that to this day. 
Go fig.



*Usually 20-25, but I get the occasional 17yr old and older than 25.  I tell the 17 yr old to come back in a year.
**Yes. a nerd. Shut up and stop laughing. I was also a virgin at the time...not surpringly.

Katygirl...

Just as I was finishing my last post, I get a Text from Katy.

"Wanna fuck?" That's direct enough.
"Sure. When?"
"Cool, how about now? Tequila is making my clothes come off..so hurry."

needless to say, I'm finishing this post later.

Edit:

After a quick shower, I fly out the door in 30 minutes.
Fortunately, I had a load just coming out of the drier, another load I'll leave in the washer. Right now, there is another load I'm more interested in.

45 minutes later, I'm pulling into her driveway and enter the door.
Heading towards the bedroom she described, I see a larger woman with ginormous breasts playing with herself.

"I want your tongue on my clit."
"No problem."
That's our introduction.

Lowering myself to her, I decide a direct attack is needed and start fingering her as I put my lips and start sucking her clit.
Just as she is on the verge of an orgasm, does something unexpected; she stops and requests (more of a demand,) to suck my cock and does so for several minutes. Her technique is pretty damned good and had to stop her several times to keep myself from coming.
Once again, I'm surprised by her pushing a finger just below my scrotum and explains that is best way to keep from having an orgasm.
She emphasizes she LOVES sucking cock.

OK.
That's a new one on me, but I can't really argue with the result.

Moving to the doggie position, she was extremely wet and very tight and she's talking VERY dirty and I'm loving it.
Throwing all I have into it for several minutes, I can feel her tighten up and her breathing starts to quicken.
She stops in, what I can tell is the middle of an orgasm and says, "Eat me again, that felt great! I want to come in your mouth."

Ok.

So we reposition ourselves and within a minute, she came hard.
Really hard, she almost started pulling out my hair.
"Oh GOD! That was good! I needed that. Okay, your turn." and with that, got back on her hands and knees.
Entering from behind, we got a good pace going and my thumb made its way into her ass. She REALLY started talking dirty.
"Oh god! Yes! Push it in deeper, I SO want to be your whore!"
That did it for me and it was a hard orgasm, and we both collapse onto the bed.
We chit chat for a bit.
"Oh GOD I needed that" she breathed.
"Happy to oblige. Glad we were able to get in contact again," I said as I snuggled against her neck.

After some additional fooling around, I sucked and pinched her nipples for a bit while doing some idle talk.
She's inquiring about the parties and was wondering if I will be hosting another party, with an a gang bang or blowjob fest in mind.
I said I'll work on it, but it won't be until Late Feb or march.
On the drive over, I said that I saw what I thought was the CL Ad that she put up. Turns out that as soon as I answered the phone and committed that I was coming over, she deleted it.

Hear that guys?

We do some half hearted spanking and throw a few comments on what she likes:
Being talked dirty to.
Dirty talk in general.
Spankings
Some nipple/breast torture
Blow jobs

She also commented that she hasn't done anal, but didn't realize how much she missed it until I stuck in my thumb during doggie style.

With that she faced away from me and I cuddled behind her, upon which she reached back and started to stroke on my flaccid cock.
"Can we try it?"
"What?" I was enjoying a quiet moment and was taken unawares by her comment.

"Can we try fucking my ass? I'm really turned on thinking about it."
"Sure sweetie."
"I am really comfortable with you and I have a feeling you won't hurt me."
"Nah, only if you asked me too."
That got me a giggle as an erection formed.
I reached down and dip my fingers into her wet pussy and play with her lightly and get her going. Now that they were lubed up with her juices, I carefully insert a finger into her ass. Getting it past my second knuckle, her moans were much louder and she pushed back until my finger was totally inside her.
After another couple of minutes, I slowly took out my finger and tentatively pushed in another finger. She was going wild and immediately pushed against my hand again.
The scream that followed alarmed me. Not daring to move my hand, I asked if she was okay.
"It hurts, but it feels so good! Don't stop!"
So I slowly moved my fingers to a slow rhythm, which she matched.
"Fuck me. Fuck my ass. I want it."
"You sure?"
"Yes." Her voice was husky with lust.
With that, We grabbed some Vaseline and lubed myself up best as I could and encouraged her to tell me to stop at any time. After some assurances, I proceeded.
I made the initial contact and gently pushed in. The gasp that was made wasn't telling me if it was in pain or pleasure, so I continued more slowly.
Slowly wasn't what she was after. Pushing back at a more rapid pace took me by surprise, but within minutes, I was as deep as I could go and I just ground my hips into her. Once again, I had tried to take my time, but she took the initiative and quickened the pace and style.
Within several minutes, we both reached a simultaneous orgasm.

Having laid there together for a bit and chatted a bit more.
"You know, you look better than your picture."
"Thank you, you're sweet and you're quite a woman."

Laying with her, I was savoring a moment of quiet bliss, after a few minutes, the noises outside of her home reminded me that I faced a tough commute for my own home.

With a good deal of will, I forced myself to get up and get dressed, I gave her a nice kiss.

It was 6am when I left, traffic was going to be a bitch and I knew I was going to be in for a long day.
Little did I realize how long of a day it was.