Hello reddit

Just a quick message to prove that I am just a houston pervert.

The stories on both my blogs are true, and obviously the names have been changed.

eventually I plan on writing about new and old tales..but my time is limited.

and for those that asked, yes, I'm still taken, but not exclusive.

The night before....the nerves begin.

The time for the party is close, but I will tell you about it after the fact.

But the nerves are already there.  I have peppered this entire region with ads.
I decided to make this into a two day event.  Starfish is thrilled and nervous about the whole thing.
Seems like the men, for the most part have been fairly well behaved, no overt "douche'-ness".  The same thing can't be said for Starfish, though.  Her ads seem to have been a total magnet for that species of guy.

So far spunky is also supposed to show up, as of right now the tally is the following:
 
2 girls and about 8 guys.  Here's to hoping I don't wind up with another threesome again. :(

Return to the land of Cheese and Lakes...

I had more business to attend to up north, but this time I had to DRIVE there.

So I thought I'd take advantage of the situation and the more I talked about it to Starfish, the more it sounded appealing:

 A bi party!

So I put up a post or two in the area of interest and came up with some interesting prospects, so far two couples seems to be promising.

Not to say that the last one was a bust, but I hope we have more people.
Will give updates as things allow.

Do you believe in God?

I lost my faith years ago, but I'm trying to find my way back.

Ask me anything

What's the origin of your name?

The name I use on here? I won't say the first 3 letters, but the last 3 allude to where I live at...more or less.

Ask me anything

has your ass been ruined by big black cock?

Nope. quite Hetero, but I've seen other asses taken. :)

Ask me anything

Here I am at home, minding my own business, when a random person comes knocking on my yahoo.*
We struck up a conversation and asked if I was still with a local Gang Bang group.  I told him that I severed ties with them years earlier due to a difference in philosophy.
Yeah, it was fucked up.
Whatever.
Then for some particular reason, he started asking about me and what I do and what I like to do. 
After getting sick of the bad innuendo and metaphors, I asked him to just speak what he's saying.

"I want to be forcibly mouth fucked by men", he eventually said.
The cursor simply blinked at me and I was at a complete loss as to what to say.
"So you're bi?"
"No. I'm straight, I just like being treated like a little bitch."
Sitting there for a few minutes my mind raced.
"Well, I can't really help you, I'm straight."
After a fairly lengthy pause, he almost begged.

Then a little twitch formed on the corner of my mouth.

"What do you want?"

After a few questions, things were a bit ironed out.

Scrolling down my contact list, I come up to my old friend.

"HEY, Katy!"
"Hey yourself! How're you doing?"
"Wanna party?" The tone of my voice must have gotten her a bit on the nervous side.
"umm...sure?"

I quickly explain the details and hatch a plan.  Katy's quite enthused, but she asked one thing.

"Is FF coming?"
"I'm going to talk to her about it and see."
"If she's going to go, I'm down with that. See ya!"

We said a few more things and eventually hang up...
an hour or so later, I look up FF's name and hit her number....




*Literally. My IM. It wasn't a metaphor.

Out of the blue

I haven't heard from her since the beginning of April and just assumed she had grew tired or just blew me off.  During the course of my evening, I received an email: From Jennifer!
The subject line really caught my eye:  "Do I have a story to tell you!!!"

I was hyped, I wondered what she was up to and she didn't disappoint and sent me the (slightly edited) email:

That guy that I met up with a couple weeks ago emailed me back the other day and wondered if I wanted to do that again.  

I told him I could manage that.  

Then he wrote that he had a friend he wanted to bring along too. 

I was kinda nervous about that but agreed to meet them at a restaurant/bar to meet and get to know each other some.  He said that was fine and said his friend was a salesman and was staying at a hotel not far from where we met the first time.  It had a lounge so we agreed to meet up there. 

I got there plenty early so I sat around for awhile waiting, and almost left cause I started to think about it and was thinking this wasn't such a good idea.  Then they showed up all dressed in their suits...wow!  Turns out his friend is black and very good looking too.  

I had butterflies like you wouldn't believe.  We had a couple drinks and talked to get to know each other.  Then, my friend from the first adventure, suggested we go upstairs to his friends room. 

I can't even remember what I was saying or anything, so I may have sounded like a fool but we end up in the room.  

The guys take their coats off and loosen their ties to get more comfortable, I'm just sitting on the bed looking like I don't know what.  The black guy comes over next to me and says "my friend here says you give a mean hand-job."   Or something to that effect.   I think I said yeah, but not sure.  So he is undoing his pants and my eyes are glued to his crotch, just waiting to see what he's got.  

He drops his pants and underwear together and I see the biggest cock I have ever seen!  

The look on my face must have been priceless cause I remember them both laughing.  He's right in my face with it and its like half hard so I grab onto it and start stroking it.  I'm getting very wet at this point and feel like this could go way farther than just a couple hand-jobs.  I'm pretty focused on him, just watching him grow, when all of a sudden, the other guy shoves his cock in my face and it just grazes my cheek. 
I hadn't even noticed he had gotten undressed completely, but I took his cock in my other hand and there I sit stroking 2 cocks.
At this point, I couldn't take it any longer, both of them just a few inches from my face, so I leaned in and gave the black guy a little suck and like on the tip of his cock, then the other one.   
Pretty soon, I'm alternating back and forth, taking them into my mouth and licking their shafts.  I was soaking wet at this point and was rubbing myself through my pants trying to get myself off as well.
They must have seen how this was progressing and one took my shoulders and pushed me back onto the bed and the other, grabbed my waistband of my slacks and pulled them off.
From here its a blur. 
Somehow my panties got destroyed, I think they just grabbed them and pulled cause they were ripped at the sides. 
I do remember the white guy throwing a condom to his friend and soon after the feeling of him pushing into me.  He was very big and it took me awhile to accommodate him.  The other was on the bed next to me and I was giving him a blow job until the black guy started fucking me for real.  He wasn't holding anything back either.  

I was a basket case, I wanted him to fuck me as hard as he could.  I remember his buddy telling him to "cum on the bitch."  So a minute or so later, sure enough he pulls out, yanks the condom of and spurts all over my top, neck, and chin.  Without missing a beat, the other guy already had a condom on and he starts fucking me.  He doesn't last very long and he does the same thing, yanks the condom off and shoots cum on my top, only he tries to get my face more and does succeed too. 
He ends up getting his cock to my face and mouth before he is completely done cumming and I get the last bit in my mouth.  I did swallow it and they both hi-fived after that and got off the bed so I could get up.

I sit up and see myself in the mirror, I'm a mess!  Then I remember you saying bring extra clothes.  Damn!  One of them hands me a towel and I wipe the cum from my chin and neck and try to get most of it soaked up off my blouse. 
We sat around a talked for a bit then I realized I needed to go and I got up, told them we could do this again sometime and we said our goodbyes.  I made a beeline for my car hoping I wouldn't run into someone I know, after all, by the looks of my hair and clothes it was obvious what had just happened.

I could really get into this!
That was the best and wildest sex I've ever had and it felt so great. 

I honestly don't remember the drive home.

Fishing randomly and catching Jennifer.

Things have been very quiet here, and if you had read this blog with any regularity (first of, sorry), you know that I had to take a bit of a break in my activities.
This is not to say that I have been up to SOME mischief.  I've been getting the itch for another party.
Bad.
Really bad.
Since I didn't quite have the resources to throw another one for several months, I figured a few CL ads and try to put out feelers for people that have an interest in it and willing to talk about it might help.

Got a total of maybe 6 proper responses from TWO different cities. Three immediately dropped off, possibly by them being bored of me, or were expecting something totally different. 
Whatever.
Two are local girls; One has had fantasies about it, but is in a troubled marriage and other issues.  She doesn't know about the blog.  I gave her an option and she will (eventually) make a decision, but in the meanwhile we're making good conversation overall.
Another of major interest is from one that I posted on the Chicago CL.
A woman about my age responded and was saying that she had done multiples in her youth, but didn't give any details (damn!), but continued to talk about a few topics here and there and told her about the blog.

Suddenly, she informed me that she responded to an ad in her area and sent me the following story:

I got an email back this morning saying he was game and we agreed to meet at a parking lot not far from where I live.  Its a big lot and we agreed to meet at the far end where its never used for privacy.  He was there when I showed up and before he got out of his car, I knew my first time was going to be fine. 
He was pretty good looking, tall, about 6'3" I'm guessing, and average build.  So I pull up and park next to him and he gets out of his car and he comes around to the passenger side of my car and I let him in.  He is wearing shorts and a t shirt, he was fresh from the gym so that explains the gym clothes.  He gets in and introduces himself to me and we shake hands.  I spy him look at my cleavage while we made small talk.
I wore a low cut, tight blouse that is really too small for me, so  I'm sure he could even see my nipples through the bra and blouse.  After 5 minutes or so, he says, "Are you ready then?"  I said if he was then I was too.  He reached for the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down and out of the way.  His cock was already somewhat hard and I'd guess about 7 inches long.  He was shaven and that is the first shaved cock I had seen in real life.  I just stared at it for a moment until he asked if anything was wrong.  I said no and slowly reached out to touch it.  Once my fingers touched it, he flinched alittle, but then I wrapped my hand around his shaft and took in his beauty.  I literally could feel him swelling in my hand more so I slowly started to stroke him.  He reclined the seat to get more comfortable and I turned to get better access and was able to use both my hands.  I went at it slowly at first and he seemed to be enjoying it. 

Then his phone rings, he looks at it and say's "Shit, my wife." 
At this point I'm figuring he is going to want me to quit but he motions for me to keep going and be quiet.  I can actually hear her voice through the phone and he is trying to get her off the phone. 
I just keep stroking away until he finally gets done.
Once off the phone he relaxes some more. 
His eyes were closed and he was moaning softly.  A few minutes went by and I could tell by his breathing he was getting close so I picked up the pace some.  He asked if he could cum and I said thats what we are here for so.
All of a sudden he let out a loud moan and the first of many spurts of cum shot out.  I kept stroking as long as he was cumming and he came alot.  Must have been 5 or 6 powerful blasts, then smaller ones.  Because of the way I was holding him, most of it landed on my forearms, hands, and some on the center console of my car.   None on my clothes!!!  Yay!
After he was done, he sat back up to see what I had done to him and he apologized for getting me.  I told him I was prepared for that and as he was looking at me I licked my fingers off.  I hadn't planned on doing that but got caught up in the moment.  He tasted alright too. 
I handed him some tissues to clean himself up and I wiped my hands and arms off.  He pulled up his shorts, asked me if I would be interested in doing that again and I said maybe.  We said our goodbyes, and I left.  Just got home an hour or so ago.

Emailing a bit more, she dropped off the face of the Earth.
No responses to any of my casual "hi's", so I figured she dropped off the face of the earth and blew me off.

Not until I got the next letter....

What? ANOTHER Threesome? DAMN!

The next day was a communicative whirlwind: 






From the time of her post, to my checking into the hotel, she made the statement that she gotten about 8 responses.  
I remember little else because I collapsed.

by 5pm, we had about 6 guys and 4 women verified that they were coming. 
She was getting rather nervous and I started to join her for her smoke breaks and was going down the list of things to expect and things to do ahead of time such as taking a Rolaids if you just ate.

"I never would have thought of that" she said, after I mentioned some precautions ahead of time.
"This isn't my first rodeo", I mumbled between coughs.
"What?"
"'It's not my first rodeo', I guess it's one of those Texas sayings," I responded.


Getting up back into the room at about 5, she hits the bottle and you can tell she was on pins and needles. 

One gentleman in particular got on my nerves because he wanted to know if there were going to be HWP people there. 


The first to show up was Janice, at about 6:15pm, a 6 ft blond and slightly larger woman with a sunny disposition, she seemed a bit nervous when she walked in, but settled down quickly as we made good conversation and answered any questions that she had. 

At about this time, Starfish gave me the number of the HWP dude's number to call. 
I dialed it up and after a few rings went to voice mail.  I left a rather terse message and a number to call and hung up.
For anyone that has read this blog for any amount of time (first off, sorry), you know that gets on my nerves quick.
Both girls were giggling because I had sounded to matter of fact and business-like in my message about an orgy.



15 minutes later, Connie arrived.  A dark skinned lovely that oozed sexuality.
Starfish told me about her in the past that they have developed a bit of a friendship over email because of their mutual interest in Domination.


We made more good conversation on normally how I do these parties, organize them, and such.
As 7pm came and went, there were no other men and I quickly mentioned that it was rather unusual for women to show up first and that it was the men that would be rather anxious. 


Starfish and Janice went down for a smoke and allowed Connie and I to have a ranging conversation that led to S&M and Domination overall.  


She was quite surprised on the intelligent and matter of fact tone I had about it and was pleased to have such an "adult" conversation about the topic without the "stigma", embarrassment, or fear of being judged.   She then asked if Starfish was ever with a woman before and I simply said that she was VERY anxious about it. 


There was a certain change in her like a decision was made.


My phone beeped right after the girls came back in and it was one of the guys that left me an email:


"Sorry, can't make it, girlfriend called and wants me over. Sorry."
Delete.
I get another two emails within seconds of each other: They want the room number, I give it to them, but no one shows.


I was getting to be rather uncomfortable being the only cock on the walk.  again.

It was a little before 8pm when things were suggested to be moved along and Connie simply made the statement of, "I always wanted to be in an all girl orgy."

In a corner of my mind, a major party erupted and a billion 14 yr olds are going nuts.


On the outside, I was the very definition of calm; but only barely.
Taking a quick glance at Starfish, all I could see her do was smile.

There seemed to be a bit of expectation in the air, but no one knew what to do or say.
I make a rather silly suggestion to break the ice a bit, but Connie simply took control and suggested we go to the bedroom.
Janice then commented that she needed to leave because she wasn't feeling well and said that she needed to go home.  As I escort her to the door, Connie and Starfish head into the bedroom.

Reaching the bedroom, I casually asked if it was okay for photos.  To my surprise she agreed!
They both undressed to bras and panties and climbed into bed.  Out of habit, I simply undressed and was simply going to enjoy the show!

Connie took the lead and proceed to hover over Starfish and cover her with kisses and rub her pussy over the panties, eventually making her way down, pulling the them aside and licking her clit.  The moan that emanated from Starfish was a good hint that she was enjoying her touches.

Being the nice guy that I am, took Starfish's panties off to allow easier access and she took advantage of it by licking her clit and settled down between her legs.   I was so tempted by attack that ass and pussy, but I behaved myself.
a few minutes later, she asked Starfish if she ever been fisted before.  The response was a negative, but she certainly wasn't going to refuse the experience.  With that, she proceeded to slowly push her hand in.
After a minute, I realized something important.

"um...Do you want to remove your ring?"
Connie just looked at me in confusion for a quarter of a second and started laughing, promptly removing the ring which was about a good inch long at least.
"Thanks, I forgot all about that."
"I figured it might be significant."

With that, she continued to go deeper and the pace picked up.  Starfish's facial expressions and the moans that were coming from her hinted at the growing orgasm growing with her.
The only problem was, she was at the edge and couldn't go over, and poor Connie was getting rather tired.
Eventually, she settled on just eating her pussy.

Starfish was in heaven.
I was very content.
The view was awesome.

They ended up changing positions and Connie laid down while Starfish ate her pussy.  I was behind Starfish taking in the view for a moment while Connie's facial expressions just showed total pleasure.  After a few minutes, we locked eyes and motioned me to come over.

"I need some cock to suck!"

Who am I to deny that?
I responded to her request and she seized my member with a fairly good grip and shoved it in her mouth and proceeded to alternatively suck and fuck her face with it.  Looking over at Starfish, she was hungrily lapping up at her pussy.
Connie then indicated that she wanted cock, but I had other ideas.  I bent over and attempted to share in the pussy eating.  It worked briefly, but the positions and angles that were required made it difficult...and tiring.
Connie didn't seem to mind, though.
Once again, positioned were changed; Starfish laid down while Connie went back to eating her pussy, I went behind her, gently rubbing her pussy before I entered her.
Once again, the view was fantastic and the arousal simply took over after a few minutes and I came.
I wasn't entirely sure, but I think Connie came again. Anyway, I withdrew and proceeded to suck her clit and tongue her pussy and asshole for several minutes.
My arms enveloped her as I raised her a bit to kiss her back and neck, while gently pinching her nipples and breasts.
Starfish was looking at us with her eyes half open soaking in the view.

Once again, positions were changed a bit and Starfish went under Connie as I continued to be behind her and they wound up in the 69 position. 
Unfortunately, I think my part in this threesome was over, but I continued giving little kisses, rubs, and tender touches to both.


As our session wound to an end, we lounged a bit and chit-chatted about the S&M lifestyle (mostly) until she noticed the time and lazily got dressed.  She noticed the time and realized she had to go home to her boyfriend. 


She thanked us for hosting the party, but was VERY disappointed there weren't more men.
Apparently, she was down for my cock.


Connie and I hugged good bye, and the girls left the room.

Day 1 was Here!

I know this is a bit behind but it all seems like a dream!

Riv flew into the area and I was working my hinder off. I swear I lost some parts of my brain that day. I wasn't able to meet him due to work issues but I knew where he'd be. I followed him on my phone and became worried out of the gate with a wrong turn that he took. Turns out it wasn't a wrong turn but his gps sending him on a goose chase.

It seemed like he was making better time across the state than I was. He finally got tucked into his hotel and we chatted some more. I was nervous since I booked his hotel for him and I didn't want him to be disappointed. He went to be very early for Riv standards. I was still out working when he went to bed. That has never happened. I was giddy as a school girl for the next day to come.

The next day came and he already started his day before I even got out of bed. I laid low. I was expecting him to start his journey to me but time just kept passing. I almost became resigned to the fact that maybe I wouldn't be seeing him that night. He eventually hit the road and I navigated him on the best route possible. I once again was scared for him because he was driving through the middle of nowhere. Riv being a big city boy and driving in the middle of a forest is a little unnerving.

I beat him to the hotel by literally a minute. I saw him park and my heart was racing a mile a minute. Out stepped a rather tall guy and all nervousness melted away. It was like meeting good friend that you spend lots of time with. I gave him a quick hug and kiss on the cheek as we made our way into the hotel. It was a very nice place by my standards. We made our way to the room and he wanted a shower. He stripped down to an oh so sexy level and jumped in the hot shower. I let him enjoy it a bit before he commanded me to get in there ;) We kissed. We rubbed. We enjoyed the skin on skin contact of the shower. We decided to get out and then jumped on the bed together. We kissed. We caressed. He bit my ass (pay back for all the times times I told him to bite me). Then for real excitement.....

We fell asleep.

I slept pretty well that night. The next morning turned into a flurry of emails trying to finalize participants. But that is a whole different story.

In the land of Cheese and Lakes.....

Yes.
The day has finally arrived. 
I hate flying.
Really.  The bumpy ride did little for my nerves and wished I was drunk, but I knew my 2+ hours of terror would soon be over...one way or another.

The plane landed Thursday afternoon in Milwaukee, WI and headed straight to the car rental.


The straight-faced and unenthusiastic Hertz clerk looked at my info and handed me some keys after I refused most of the nice little perks that they offered to me.


"Does it have XM?"
"Umm...no."
"I want one with XM."
"That'll be extra."

Driving across a state without a reliable source of tunes was out of the question.


"Fine."


He adds the appropriate amount to my card and hands me the keys.
A KIA Sportage.


"Are you serious?"
"It's all we have with an XM radio."
"You don't have an actual CAR with it?"
"Nope. Sorry."  He said without even glancing at the rows upon rows of keys behind him.


Making my way to the assigned spot, I climbed in, started it up and headed to the highway, immediately disappointed by the lack of smoothness or acceleration.
I threw on my electronic equipment and plugged in my accessories.


Then I noticed that the power outlet wasn't working.


I started cursing.
My phone was crying for help and I was 5 miles from the airport.

Ignoring the messages from Starfish, I continued to curse and looked for a place to pull over to gather my thoughts.


Rummaging through the Vehicle of the Damned, I find another power outlet in the back.  Since it practically makes using my phone and the navigation useless, I immediately start looking for another hertz rental in the area.  
As I sit there arguing with a rep, I look around further and find a USB port.

WTF?
On a hunch, while still arguing on the phone, I plug in the Jawbone charger into it.

IT WORKS!


Hung up on the rep and immediately looked for a Best Buy and made a bee-line straight for it. 
After making the appropriate purchase, I plug my phone in and I'm return to my happy place.


I could have sworn I heard my phone sigh in relief. 


There was some business I had to attend to before the party and I had less than 40 hours to get to check into TWO hotel rooms in TWO different cities and two different STATES driving 500+ miles.

Starfish was keeping track of my progress across the state on Latitude with my GPS in near real time and texted little comments.

I ignored most of them because I was too busy driving within an inch of my life.  The Sportage characteristics made it so I had to put in quite a bit of concentration into driving the wet roads and maintaining proper speed.


my phone chriped and looked at the message:
"OH SHIT! You're already past Madison? You're hauling ass!" 


I send a small number of replies, but continued to focus on driving. 

Arriving in the small town of Sparta, WI and drive up to a small hotel and curse silently as I see another couple beat me to the counter by 30 seconds. 

They took FOREVER to check in while they were debating on which room to get due to the $10 price difference.  The poor clerk on duty looked her damnedest that she would not kill these two.

Hell, I would have offered to dispose the bodies if it came to it. 

After they had left, I got my papers signed and keys handed to me within 2 minutes. 

Moving the POS to the indicated portion of the parking lot, slide into next to the two bodies that delayed me.


I eyed them as they walked in.  Some foolery was in order, I'm sure. 

Long story short, I made it to my room, talked to Starfish for a few minutes and was out by 9pm.


My eyes popped open and I couldn't breathe and was coughing and sneezing.
Oh, No!

It was 1:30am and I needed to be up in only a few more hours. 
Looking up the nearest pharmacy, I trudged towards my POS, started the engine and realized that the parking space next to me was empty.
My instincts were right.  They were just there for some sex.
Whatever.
I drove up to Walgreens realize it was NOT a 24hr one and had to settle for some convenience store nearby and grabbed some nyquil, ran home and died at about 3am.

The phone rang.
Actually, it was taunting me.  
7 am got here way too early, but I had to get up and do a little more driving and get work done  while we Starfish and I chatted.
The problem with making a fairly rigid schedule that is secret, is that the person you're dealing with won't always go by YOUR schedule.

At 2pm, I was supposed to be leaving and having a casual drive and dinner at my new destination.

What REALLY happened was that it was 5pm and I was running towards the car like a grand prix Le Man's racer. 
We were supposed to have a nice rendezvous and have a casual dinner.
That's not going to happen.

I quickly talk to her and I'm on the road speeding towards my destination.  
On Lattitude, she wonders what route I was going to take and I told her.

"Oh no, sweetie, take THIS route" and gives me the following instructions.
This was her territory, so I had to trust her judgment, and I follow up by telling her to post another ad on the region CL's since none of the men that I have talked to previously had contacted me. 

Looking at my GPS I wonder if she was secretly out to kill me. It LOOKED like a direct route, but I could tell it was going to be murderous if I let my concentration lapses on this small 2-lane road. I break off communication with her, to talk to FF, but the connections are horrid on this route, which didn't surprise me.

Most cell providers concentrate their towers along major highways.

I felt like I was traveling on something a bit better than a game trail.  Deer jumping over my car did little to settle my nerves.
10:30 was the time as I arrived at a charming little hotel that she selected for me to book.
The check in process was merciful in it's speed.

I was dying, but I was pleasantly surprised on how the room was, so I took a couple of pics to show the room to give a bit of perspective on the before and after.
 

Updating on the number of men that have responded on the "new" ad wasn't too surprising, seems like 8 or so had responded in the two or so hours that it had been up.

We continued talking as I threw down the bags, we got undressed, jumped in bed, embraced, kissed deeply, and....


...slept.  

I was exhausted.




Starfish will post her view on it sooon....I hope.  the other half of the weekend will be done by the end of this week....maybe.

The final 48*

48 hours from now,  I will be just landing at the super secret location on a partial mission to have a nice little party.
For the next two days, I will be even more busy than usual since I have things I need to take care of, things to buy and prepare for.
The final emails are being prepared and the confirmations need to be sent out.
So far, the weather here has taken a bit of a turn with it being in the 60's, the first time in over 9 months it's been this cold, and as a typical Southerner, I welcome the cold, but I want it a BIT warmer.  It's unfortunate that I will be heading towards a colder climate and I hope my trusty trench coat will keep wind at bay.

One other "Task" that needs to be done is for me to complete my date with Katygirl for an opera.  FF can't make it due to previous obligations, but was quite cool with it.
We shall see.

Seems that Starfish is sitting on pins and needless in our pending meeting/gangbang. 
regardless of what happens, it should prove to be an interesting next few days.


*That is a nod to a blogger friend that has disappeared, I do miss you.

The world turned Grey

I've been running like mad for several weeks, so crazy as a matter of fact, poor starfish had to take up the slack on doing things for the upcoming party. 
For the first time, we sat back and watched tv "together" in a Grey's Anatomy marathon while we both did laundry.

We had different reasons for watching Grey's; My poor TiVo has been running at the brim with multiple episodes of several series I've been running to the point that it was getting full.  She hasn't had a chance to watch it because of her schedule for the most part, but for some reason, felt motivated when I mentioned MY little marathon.

After several hours of doing this (and she also did her share of laundry), she made the comment how we are sad couple of people to be doing this on a Sunday.

The only response I could muster was:

"Simple. It's what we need."

She readily agreed. 
Sometimes we simply get so busy running around in our lives trying to do so much, we just need to breathe.

Excuse me now, I have another load to do.

An Evening With Spunky

This night is already a few days old. I've just been one wiped cookie to write about it since. Spunky decided that she couldn't make it over this weekend to visit. She was, however, available on Wednesday night. Oh boy! We planned to hang at my house and just do whatever.

At almost lunch I time I got a text from Spunky. She woke up with a migraine and may need to cancel. She was first getting to work herself at that time. That would be just my luck. I talked her into trying the drug mix that I use. I hoped it would work. I guess it did because she was feeling much better by the end of the work day. I finally bit and texted to see if we were still on. She said yes!

I hightailed it home and finished getting ready for her. I got in my comfy satin pants and made sure I took a good shower. I then waited. I was nervous as all hell. As soon as she got to my house, I felt better.

We chit chatted for a bit and then took up a spot on the couch. She's into ghost stories so I put on some ghost show. It was a bit odd. I had to make the moves. Sat closer to her. Put my hand on her leg. Snuggled closer. Her? Nothing. Nothing until I was almost sitting in her lap.

After 2 hours of watching tv, I turned to her and then she finally attacked me. We kissed. Ravenously. She felt my breasts over my shirt. I did the same to her. Screw it. I went for the feeling of some skin. She did too. It was easier for her with the style of bra I had on. For me, not so much. Nothing was moving in that bra. I eventually got her shirt off and the bra went with it too. Same went for me. She attacked my nippled. She played with them both and just dove in. I tried to play too. She has very flat nipples. I tried my best to suck and play with them. We went back and forth on kissing, sucking, and playing. My pussy was about ready to explode at that point. I got her to agree to laying down. We kissed and played some more. I just wanted to play with her pussy. I got her pants unbuttoned and started to feel around. I felt the hair. Then I felt the wetness. I did turn her on nicely. I started to feel around for the parts I knew that were there. I felt what I thought was her clit and went to work. It was so wet that it was just like a big ol slip and slide down there. I dipped a finger in her pussy every now and then. I really wanted to get a better angle at playing with her pussy so I tried to take off her pants several times. She wouldn't let me. Gotta keep a reason to come back for more was her answer. I played the best I could with the angle I had. I heard a couple moans but nothing too loud or out of the ordinary. Her hand was down my pants now and she was staying pretty safe with just rubbing my clit. I was one great big cum slick down there by this time and she did her best to get some friction. I started to feel an orgasm grow. I came hard on her hand with my head buried in her neck. We both rolled back with a smile on our faces. I asked her if she came and she said she sure did. I don't know if I believe her or not. I'm not sure how a woman can cum without any physical reaction. She just seemed to be laying there and enjoying what she was receiving.

After that we got dressed and she needed to get back home. We just talked for a few minutes and one quick kiss and she was off. I could smell her pussy on my hand for the rest of the night. I could tell that she didn't wash before coming over. It was a musty, almost moldy smell. I really do not think I could have went down on that smell. I've smelled like that before but that's after a long day of not cleaning. I'm hoping the next time will smell better. I know it isn't roses but this was bad. I'd just be happy with a more pussy smell than mold.

We've shared a few texts back and forth since then but no plans have yet to be made for another meeting. That orgasm pretty much did me in for 3 days. I'm finally starting to know that I have girlie bits that I can play with again. Just wow.

Four on Two, The Continuation

My phone buzzed.
Thinking it was a text from FF, I picked it up and was surprised to see it was Katygirl!
She begins by apologizing for not keeping in touch with me and feels that she was rather busy -with Jalapeno!
The conversation was frantic as I was trying to come to grips with all that has happened since I talked to her last.  The last time she mentioned him was during a funny motel episode they had.

My advice to her at the time was perhaps she needed to sever ties with him and move on.
Apparently not only did she not heed my advice...but went into the totally opposite direction.

They have been meeting several people over CL for threesomes and such.
What REALLY stunned me is that they were basically in a relationship and have been inseparable as of late.

But like a famous pitchman, I HAVE MORE!
Turns out Jalapeno never had sex with a woman before until that night and she went on to tell me how after the talk, he had confided how he never really told anyone about his being gay/bi (??) and wasn't comfortable enough to talk to anyone else in his life about that facet of his life.
she continued the conversation by saying that he was very private and closed-mouthed about his wants and needs.
As she drew him out, they realized they have more in common than they realized and worked out to have one of the most unorthodox relationships I have ever heard in my life.  
Let me tell you this, I have seen, heard, and been in quite a few combinations of such so I know a thing or two about that. 
She enlisted a regular FWB to "teach" him on how to treat a female lover since his technique not only needed fine-tuning, but a complete reworking.  He (Jalapeno) was so enthusiastic about it that he was actually asking questions and taking notes.
To top it all off, turns out they are meeting and greeting people as a couple, and even a married couple including to some of his friends.  They are carrying it so far to the point where they actually have gold bands they slip on when they meet people from CL or professional friends.


Talk about a major Beard here. 

"It really works for us!", she said at one point, "I get majorly turned on by watching gay porn, and so does he, but I can see it in real life as well and he makes me happy."
My response to her was simply that I'm glad that she found someone to be happy.

Suddenly, she remembered that I mentioned I had a g/f and asked me about her.


I told her about our meeting, and a few of our dates here and there.

"Wow! That's pretty hot!", she said after I filled her in quite a bit of it.
"Yeah, you two have quite a bit in common.  She LOVES blowjobs."
"Really? Do you think we can meet?"


Why not?  
I filled her in on the scenario, simply as meeting friends with nothing expected.
She agreed to that and also to going to dinner and an opera next month. (FF can't make it due to scheduling conflicts)
I thanked her for thinking of me and we promised to try to keep in touch more, and perhaps a party in January. 


Suddenly, I feel like my life is getting a bit complicated, but fun!

 

A Girl You Say?

I was sitting here last weekend and the urge to find a woman to do naughty things with really kicked in strong. I figured what the hell, I'll throw up an add on CL. I had a response from a dude to have me hook up with his gf. I wrote him back and said if she really wanted to do it, she would have contacted me. Geez. The next day I got a couple of bot hits. I wasn't really surprised.

Later in the afternoon I was greeted with a very simple, short email. She said that is what she's looking for too and to either email or hit her up on a chat service(don't want to name "brand names" of the chat service!). So I hit her up on chat.

Her age was perfect. Her situation was perfect. She did describe herself as chubby but so am I. It came to be time for the obligatory photo swap. She didn't look hideous, but yes, fluffy. Her personality rocked. I felt the ability to be open and honest with her.

I had mentioned that if I didn't look like I just fell off the couch that maybe we could meet. She said she was thinking the same thing. Now was the choice where to meet. We knew it was going to be for coffee but where would be a good place to meet up. Come to find out, she lives on the same side of town and only about a mile from me. We chose a local coffee chain and logged off to "freshen up."

I was shaking by this point. It's been a long freakin time since I've felt this excitement. I quickly showered and did some primping. She told me not to but I don't listen well. I left a little early to make it to the coffee place before she did. I ordered my coffee and scoped the place for a quiet area.

It dawned on me then that every meeting I tried to have from CL was a major bust. Actually, beyond bust. I was stood up every time. This made me more nervous.

Then there she was. A plain girl with some delicious curves. She spotted me right away. I told her she should get some coffee. I watched her at the counter. Her smile was electric. Absolutely gorgeous.

She sat down and we started talking. She has a really strong personality. Very spunky. We talked and talked. I didn't know how deep I should get into the sexual side of things so we didn't. I brushed my hand against hers a couple times. She touched my arm a few times. I didn't know what to do!

It was time that we needed to part ways. Her hubby was starting to wonder where she was. I had to make a run to different town to drop off something for work. She gave me a big hug that sent lightning bolts through my body. Then we parted ways. I texted her about 5 minutes after I left to say that I had a great time and that I'd hope to do it again soon. She texted me back a little while later to agree. I didn't know what to think. She then texted me again to see if I'd be online when I got home. Now that is promising! She texted me some more along my way home and then I finally hopped online.

It was a pleasant start and then I had to confess something. I think she was expecting some of the worst. I said that I really really had wanted to kiss her when she hugged me. She said she could feel the vibe but thanked me for not since we were in public. She wanted to kiss me too. We got into some dirty topics of what I would like and what I would want to do. She didn't believe that I've never been with a woman with what I was saying. Ha! I got more and more turned on by chatting with her. It was eventually time to go to bed and my wet, craving pussy needed some attention.

I went to bed and started to envision how it would be like with her. I imagined her touch, her taste, how she felt. I came quickly. And hard. Wow. I tossed and turned and finally fell asleep. I was dreaming about women trying to have sex with me. It was fantastic. I think I came in my sleep. I came to and noticed I was playing with my clit. I have never woke up that way before. I really think this girl has gotten to me. Spunky has gotten to me.

I'm hoping to meet up again with her tomorrow for some innocent fun. I'm hoping this weekend she can come over and break my girl cherry!

Masturbation Monday..Errr..Tuesday

I know I've been slacking so here it is, back by popular demand!




My domina side is really starting to surface again. The urge to yield a whip and have a sub is coming boiling to the surface. I love some of these bondage videos for the variety of toys they use. The anal hook in here is something that I would even try myself! Cause and effect. Choices and consequences. The whole mouth open thing really doesn't appeal to me. I could leave that. The nipple milker. Wow. I wouldn't mind feeling that. A constant suck on my nipples. It's like a mouth that doesn't quit. The posture of this woman is something to behold. So still yet with a little wiggle to make her know she's got something in her ass. I just find it amusing that his isn't using his own cock to fuck her. To each their own I guess.

I will try to keep up on this a little better! I'm sorry to all my freaks and pervs who enjoy this!

Polls and Mr Me, the Workaholic

Riv and I have been curious about where all (ok, 4) readers think about where the party is going to be. Please click on the poll to the right to vote! There are two polls. The top one is where you think the party is actually going to be. The bottom one is where you'd like it to be :)

Riv has been working his ass off lately and hasn't even had time to even call FF. The boy had issues with keeping up with me too. I do understand how work gets in the way sometimes.

The party is coming along swimmingly. Riv has his travel plans booked. So do I. The potential participants are still trickling in. I must say it is a diverse group of people of all ages. My mind has been racing with what fun is in store. I really would have thought that something would have fell through by now if it wasn't going to happen. I'm really thinking this is going to happen now. I look forward to meeting Riv and spending some time with the goof ball. Goofy and naughty time of course ;)

Traveling plans....

Well, I finally got all relevant travel plans made.

The thing that really gets me is the flying.
I hate flying
Haven't figured out if it's the actual flying or the ordeal one has to go through TO fly.

Either way, it's going to be an anxiety filled time BEFORE the flight for me. The blood pressure will increase as the time gets closer, it will spike briefly when I hear about ANY plane incident/accident, and I would not be surprised if I start having dreams of being in planes.

Unfortunately, this is really the only thing I can share about the trip.
You'd love the potential people showing up.  You can't make this stuff up.

Enoy my drivel update.