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. :(

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....

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!

Party updates, frustrations, and realizations...

Not too long ago, Starfish and I have made three crucial decisions:

• When.
• Where.
• What kind of party.

The where and when is something I'll let Starfish reveal in due time, but to be honest with you, I'm ITCHING to let you know.  Believe it or not, I enjoy throwing Bi-Parties.
As I may have explained before, Bi parties are generally more successful and easier to put together because even if no women show up, the men can all have some fun.*  In this case however, to be totally honest, Starfish has a strong indication will attend the party.**


As it currently stands, she seems to be doing quite a bit of the workload when it comes to the various ads, screenings, and emails and putting people at ease.
It seems that she has come to understand why I only throw these parties together semi-regularly, but also seems to know the fun and frustrations of doing so.  
There seems to be an added benefit of her potentially finding a female playmate before and after the party, but there seems to be some red flags that we talked about.  Of course people that initially seem to be flaky might surprise you in the end, but it's better to have your guard up and be pleasantly surprised than to be crushed for not seeing it ahead of time.

Now that I'm thinking about it, I guess I better get creative and post a few more ads. 


*except me, being the straight one.  But I just have fun throwing them. go fig.
**Not doubting her NOT showing up, but stuff happens. Either way, the party will continue.

Preping for Party...

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Hitting the road....and my 100th post!

Just realized this is the 100th post on this pathetic blog!
With a landmark post, here is a landmark announcement:

I have an opportunity I haven't had in a LOOONG time.

I'm going to take my show on the road (so to speak) by hosting a party in a different part of the country.  Already the various posts are out looking for people.  I'm not going to say where just yet, but I will say that it's not going to be on the East, West, or Southern coasts.
Just saying that in the off chance one of my ten regular readers might be from a particular state I am hosting in.
Since this is a major production, I'm going to call this show the "Glands across America" show.
Yeah. It's lame, but so am I.

You'll get more details soon, I promise!

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.

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.