Just wanted to share this with you.
This morning, I'm in my coffeeshop... I firmly believe that everyone should be a regular somewhere. It's good to know that someone will say 'good morning' to you in a comfortable, friendly way. And you get to know folks in a more intimate way as well. AND I get to run a tab when the financials are in the way.
She was dressed in a light blue. She was smiling and open. She owned a Teri Garr kind of look. Yum..... Seemingly fine in her body, which was gorgeous and athletic in its own way. She was mid 40s or so and has obviously lived life. No ring on her finger. A dishwater blonde hair, thick and healthy. A hearty laugh. And she got her coffee, leaving much too soon. I want to know more. She was quite appealing....
And frankly, she was looking very fuckable. Stay tuned. This is someone I may want to pursue; time will take care of it. Kind of like a Holy Grail approach, without the Python...:)
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Once.....Just Once...
In all my good fortune intimately, there is one event I've never experienced. I've offered it to others gladly and enjoyed the results on a few occasions. I share this in a wistful mood this morning. You have things on your mind...you come to the conclusion that some mistakes, well, you never seem to stop paying for...you still have so many things in your life, in your ambitions, on your plate that you want to share, and yet there's a hole...And you don't really know how to fill it properly...so you look for the solace, the comfort...you feel so singular sometimes, and even this rich forum that we all inhabit doesn't always make it for you....So...
I have never, never ever had a woman say to me: "Ron...you look like you need it. Let me take care of you..."
And just to lie back. Enjoy being given to. In whatever way I like, for as long as I like....
We all have dreams...this is one of many in my life. Especially in a lonely morning.
I have never, never ever had a woman say to me: "Ron...you look like you need it. Let me take care of you..."
And just to lie back. Enjoy being given to. In whatever way I like, for as long as I like....
We all have dreams...this is one of many in my life. Especially in a lonely morning.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Let's Talk About....
...Infidelity...or the appearance of such. Or its reality. Either way, we are always much too hard on ourselves for exploring our desires. It's how we do it that produces the inner sanctum of turmoil.
I have the good fortune here to be in personal contact with several of you. I am proud to know such passionate, emotional, enjoyable folk, men and women alike. Recently I have been touched by a couple of friends whose involvement with lovers outside a primary relationship has them reeling a bit. I am one who would never, ever judge anyone unless it hurt me or those I love in a deeply personal way. We cannot help who we fall in love with -- those are feelings which simply cannot be restricted. It's a part of being human. But what we can do is control how we react to such situations. And here are some of my own views....so strap it in, here we go.
Loyalty in a primary relationship is what two people make of it. It should be fleshed out and examined as early as possible in the infancy of such a thing. It should also be established with the thought that these same two people have the obligation to grow within the relationship AND...yes...outside it as well. There are tenets that I have shared before that will never waver, because I believe them to be the benchposts for all relationships: friends, lovers, marriages, family, work, play, whatever label you wish to place on them.
TRUST -- Now what in the hell does that mean? To me, it's a simple idea that is very complicated in its implimentation. To trust someone, to truly trust them with your life, your loves, your ideas, your path, is the single most difficult thing we have in our lives. Because instead of offering up our trust initially, we wait to see if that trust is earned. If it's deserving. If it makes us comfortable. To give it to someone without having some idea that it is right is not only unwise, it is unsafe. I want to trust 'her' and the more interaction we have, the more I learn about whether I can do so or not.
But trust is absolutely useless to us without --
REAL COMMUNICATION....and I mean deep-down, substantial, nitty-gritty, what-does-it-mean-to-you talking about what's on your mind and in your heart. This is the other part of defining what a relationship is, in my opinion. We all have issues from our history, our lovers, our jobs, etc. How they affect our outlook on a potential partner is not only necessary to talk about, but vital to your own best interests. So you lay it all out on the table -- what you want, what you expect, what you like and don't like, how the relationship affects your own life, your own routine, philosophically, professionally, familially, sexually. I've said many times here that being open is so much more than who you suck and how much pussy you fuck. Walking the walk requires taking the risk to talk about it all. Once you talk about it and can establish some kind of common ground, then the trust can truly begin. In my life, the only real infidelity occurs when a partner or a friend ventures outside the agreed boundaries...and believe me, all relationship has and needs boundaries ... WITHOUT discussion or knowledge. If you feel that you are 'cheating' (and I hate words like this), then you just may be. But that is judgment we impose on ourselves, and it is painful and cruel to inflict a passionate spirit with such stilettos. There are many of us who cannot talk with our partners on such subjects because we fear their rejection... and yes, I have been there myself. An open relationship is just as evolving and growing as the closest lifelong friendship. But here is the problem.... we do not allow ourselves to take the chance that our mate will understand, because they might take it in the kind of personal way that we do not mean to offer. They may believe it to be a reflection of inadequacy on their part...or vice versa. In reality, it is all too common for us to stifle our impulses, our desires in order to not rock the boat. I personally have done my very best to allow the woman in my life, whoever she is, to know that not only do I have these desires...I want and encourage her to share those same things with me, and I focus on her first in discussion. The only rules that I have are these:
Wake up with me in the morning.
Go to bed with me at night.
Allow ourselves the magic opportunity to grow during the day.
Always TALK about what has arrived in your field of desire.
That's that. And even then, the rules are flexible and malleable, because we tend to grow at different speeds... As long as the foundation is there and is constantly referred to in my relationship, anything -- ANYTHING is possible and EVERYTHING is negotiable. And because I so fervently believe all this, I also extend it to all corners of the partnership. It is a choice to live openly. It is an obligation to do it responsibly. It is an opportunity to see it universally in our lives.
Okay. Bring it on; I love good debate and intelligent discussion. If you can show me that I might be wrong, I'm willing always to listen and consider. It's taken a lot of my 54 years to show what I believe here. Does anyone understand?
I have the good fortune here to be in personal contact with several of you. I am proud to know such passionate, emotional, enjoyable folk, men and women alike. Recently I have been touched by a couple of friends whose involvement with lovers outside a primary relationship has them reeling a bit. I am one who would never, ever judge anyone unless it hurt me or those I love in a deeply personal way. We cannot help who we fall in love with -- those are feelings which simply cannot be restricted. It's a part of being human. But what we can do is control how we react to such situations. And here are some of my own views....so strap it in, here we go.
Loyalty in a primary relationship is what two people make of it. It should be fleshed out and examined as early as possible in the infancy of such a thing. It should also be established with the thought that these same two people have the obligation to grow within the relationship AND...yes...outside it as well. There are tenets that I have shared before that will never waver, because I believe them to be the benchposts for all relationships: friends, lovers, marriages, family, work, play, whatever label you wish to place on them.
TRUST -- Now what in the hell does that mean? To me, it's a simple idea that is very complicated in its implimentation. To trust someone, to truly trust them with your life, your loves, your ideas, your path, is the single most difficult thing we have in our lives. Because instead of offering up our trust initially, we wait to see if that trust is earned. If it's deserving. If it makes us comfortable. To give it to someone without having some idea that it is right is not only unwise, it is unsafe. I want to trust 'her' and the more interaction we have, the more I learn about whether I can do so or not.
But trust is absolutely useless to us without --
REAL COMMUNICATION....and I mean deep-down, substantial, nitty-gritty, what-does-it-mean-to-you talking about what's on your mind and in your heart. This is the other part of defining what a relationship is, in my opinion. We all have issues from our history, our lovers, our jobs, etc. How they affect our outlook on a potential partner is not only necessary to talk about, but vital to your own best interests. So you lay it all out on the table -- what you want, what you expect, what you like and don't like, how the relationship affects your own life, your own routine, philosophically, professionally, familially, sexually. I've said many times here that being open is so much more than who you suck and how much pussy you fuck. Walking the walk requires taking the risk to talk about it all. Once you talk about it and can establish some kind of common ground, then the trust can truly begin. In my life, the only real infidelity occurs when a partner or a friend ventures outside the agreed boundaries...and believe me, all relationship has and needs boundaries ... WITHOUT discussion or knowledge. If you feel that you are 'cheating' (and I hate words like this), then you just may be. But that is judgment we impose on ourselves, and it is painful and cruel to inflict a passionate spirit with such stilettos. There are many of us who cannot talk with our partners on such subjects because we fear their rejection... and yes, I have been there myself. An open relationship is just as evolving and growing as the closest lifelong friendship. But here is the problem.... we do not allow ourselves to take the chance that our mate will understand, because they might take it in the kind of personal way that we do not mean to offer. They may believe it to be a reflection of inadequacy on their part...or vice versa. In reality, it is all too common for us to stifle our impulses, our desires in order to not rock the boat. I personally have done my very best to allow the woman in my life, whoever she is, to know that not only do I have these desires...I want and encourage her to share those same things with me, and I focus on her first in discussion. The only rules that I have are these:
Wake up with me in the morning.
Go to bed with me at night.
Allow ourselves the magic opportunity to grow during the day.
Always TALK about what has arrived in your field of desire.
That's that. And even then, the rules are flexible and malleable, because we tend to grow at different speeds... As long as the foundation is there and is constantly referred to in my relationship, anything -- ANYTHING is possible and EVERYTHING is negotiable. And because I so fervently believe all this, I also extend it to all corners of the partnership. It is a choice to live openly. It is an obligation to do it responsibly. It is an opportunity to see it universally in our lives.
Okay. Bring it on; I love good debate and intelligent discussion. If you can show me that I might be wrong, I'm willing always to listen and consider. It's taken a lot of my 54 years to show what I believe here. Does anyone understand?
Thursday, July 17, 2008
FINALLY.....Someone Understands....
THIS, at last, is why I fully intend to keep fucking when I'm ninety! Helen Mirren is attractive, intelligent, creative....and 63 years old!!! ....and yes, you can join me ......:)
Saturday, July 12, 2008
The Harem -- Nitebyrd
"So hi, ladies....thanks for coming!" The bright, reassuring voice of the Nitebyrd allowed the women at the party to relax a bit. At last there was someone to lead the way. There were four women sitting around the room in various degrees of posture. Lisa was young, short, perky and excited about looking at all the adult toys displayed on the table. Marie was an older woman who was rediscovering her own sexuality; she was a bit nervous but certainly game. Sharon was the successful one and flaunted it in her dress...lessons to learn at this gathering... Suzanne was the one who was brave and willing to try anything.
"When's he gonna call?" Lisa chimed. "This is pretty cool!" She began to fondle the Rabbit and giggled like a school girl at its touch. Nitebyrd just smiled...."A few minutes, honey, don't worry." Sharon said "Well, I don't really need this, you know; my sex is fabulous!" Marie looked sharply at her: "Then why did you come?" "I was....curious", Sharon replied, wondering if her insecurity was showing. Nitebyrd calmed down the mood..."It's all gonna be fun. Would you just relax?'' She picked up a small egg vibrator and gave it to Sharon. " Here.... fuck yourself a little while... you'll be fine." Suddenly speechless, Sharon nevertheless held onto the red egg for herself.
Suzanne said quietly "You know...this is actually a hot thing to do. I've done it before, but not quite like this!" Nitebyrd laughed "Well, frankly, Suzanne, neither have I. So we all have something to look forward to, now don't we?" Lisa said "So what's he like?" Nitebyrd: "To be honest....I've never met him." All were in various stages of surprise. "You've never met him???" Suzanne chuckled. "Then how do you know he's not a pervert or something?" Nitebyrd looked around. "Aren't we all?" Then to all the women. "Okay.... here's something you don't know about me...." Marie laughed quietly. "Do we want to know?" All laughed. Nitebyrd calmly shared "I'm a blogger. A sex blogger. And so is he. I've been doing it for a while now, and it is absolutely freeing and opens you up to all kinds of things."
The phone rings.
"All right" says the Nitebyrd, feeling a little buzz in her pussy. "Just relax and enjoy." She hits the speaker button. "Good afternoon!"
"Hi, Byrd. How are you, honey?" "Oh, let's see....excited, nervous, horny, all at the same time." "Well, believe me, I am, too. This seems like such a great thing for all of us. How many are there?" "I count five. Lisa, Sharon, Marie, Suzanne, and me, naturally." "Hello, ladies, how are you?" Lisa was first. "Great. I'm Lisa. Where are you?" "I am in the Midwest. On my cel." Then it was Suzanne. "Hi, I'm Suzanne. I've never had phone sex quite like this." "Well, rest assured I haven't either! But as it goes, nothing ventured..." Marie: "Hello, I'm Marie, and I suddenly wish that my husband was here. Maybe he can learn something." Everyone laughed. "Oh, I'm not a teacher. I'm learning here just like you. But I do enjoy phone sex as a safe alternative, if you need one. Just as long as you recognize that everyone said and shared is for the lust, the enjoyment, the orgasm. And I promise you I'm gonna play here, too. I cum loudly and without holding back." Silence. "Hello?" Nitebyrd: "We're still here, don't worry. I don't think everyone here expected such bluntness." The caller tried to reassure everyone. "That's what it is, Byrd. It's a blunt, honest experience that can be whatever we want to make it. The fact that I have the opportunity to phonefuck five women at once.....Jesus, my cock is already hard!"
Sharon finally found her own voice. "Hello....I'm Sharon. And I don't know whether I belong here or not." Nitebyrd moved over to sit beside her. "Of course you do, honey, you most of all. Just keep an open mind." The caller agreed. "That's all I ever ask of anyone in my own life. If you don't want to play, then simply close your eyes and listen, Sharon. That's all." Suzanne: "Let's get to it, I'm horny!" Everyone laughs. Nitebyrd said "I'll be first, just to break the cherry."
"Okay, girls, let's get to it. Are we naked or clothed or somewhere inbetween?" At that cue, Nitebyrd stood up. "Well, I need it naked." And she slowly began to remove her clothing on a hot day. Suzanne and Lisa both joined in disrobing. Suzanne looked at Lisa: "My God, you're really hot, Lisa. Nice nipples." Lisa giggled nervously. "I love to have a man give them LOTS of attention." The caller: "Oh, don't you worry, honey, I'm on it." Everyone paused for a moment to listen on the line. "I have lube on my cock and I"m stroking it so you can hear. Can you?" And he stroked his cock for a bit. The sound of stroking up and down.....up and down....All the women froze to listen, anticipating the next few minutes. "Jesus, I've never heard that before. FUCK." Marie, the oldest one in the group, reached down into her pants and felt her cunt, now surprisingly wet and swollen. She moved her clit slowly and easily in the way she liked. Nitebyrd laid down by the phone. "Fuck me. Please fuck me any way you want." Sharon was suddenly breathless at such a brazen display, but remained quiet in her peach sundress.
"There we go.....that's how we like it at my house. Jump in....quickly." His breathing is already a little labored....after all, the newness of this experience was getting to everyone. "I'm just gonna keep stroking my cock here, girls. I..am...gonna be dirty....and open...and...Ihope that you...are finding your pussy....come on....Suzanne....you...fucking yourself?"
And it was amazing how suddenly every woman in the room, save for Sharon, did just that. Jumping right in.
"Oh fuck yes!" Suzanne was actually fucking her pussy with two fingers, and she was not being polite about it. "Jesus, this is so-o-o-o goddamned hot!!" She began slapping herself, both figuratively in her masturbation....and literally in the slapping sound. The caller gushed "Damn, woman, you are fun!" He poured a little more lubrication onto his six-inch cock and slowed down...."oh fuckyes....I'm stroking it nice and slow....teasing myself...fuck....ohfuck....yes..." Marie was quietly enjoying the listening and pulled her slacks down to access herself more easily..."Oh....OH.....God.....fuck....OH...."
Lisa, naked and now holding nothing back, walked over to the speaker. She got on her knees, her favorite position to jerk herself, and spread herself open. She then turned around and grabbed the Rabbit she had eyed since she arrived. "Nitebyrd, are these ready?" And Nitebyrd...well, it was a nonstop verbal chant for her..."ohfuckohyesIamstrokingmycuntjust... ohfuckjusthowyoulikeit....youmotherfuckerfuckme...yes...Lisa, they are all ready....ohfuckme.... fuckmefuckme...."
Caller: "Godyes....come on now....go a little faster....find that rough little spot up top there.... go get it....yeah....yeah.....that's it...." And he began stroking his cock a little faster, a little more purpose in the hand fuck...."Come on Byrd, you come and fuck me you fucking bitch....yeah, that's it...come ON, give it to me....." Nitebyrd suddenly comes alive "Go-d-d-d-ammit, yes, fuck me you bitch, fuck me....yes....yes......Jesus, youfucker....you are FABULOUS..... fuckme....!!!"
Sharon, watching all this, finally is moved to touch herself a bit. She raised her dress up to her waist. She reached down to her throbbing pussy. She began to manipulate her clit. Four...five little rotations.....now she goes a little faster, because it just feels so good. Lisa is moving her hands around the Rabbit and thrusting into it, hard and fast and loud..."UHHHDHHDHDH!!!" Incomprehensible, but totally understood by everyone in the game....Marie now cannot hold back her own cum "UNNNNHHHHH....OHHHHHHH!!!!!!" She furiously kicked off her slacks and now had freedom in her legs...."OOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!" Thrashing and kicking. The caller was moved "Oh fuck, who is that?" Nitebyrd, breathlessly in the middle of her own selffuck: "Marie....Jesus, she's HOT to watch, too!" Everyone looked at Marie as she cums for herself. It set Lisa off. She violently shoved the Rabbit into her cunt and cried. "OHMYGODOHMYGOD... OHMYGOOOOOOODDDDDD!!!!!" Screaming at the top of her lungs. Suzanne put herself right at Nitebyrd's cunt. "Sit on me, honey....hurry!!!" Nitebyrd straddled Suzanne's face in a fury and began to grind, not being nice but being as lustful and bitch-filled as she could....
The caller continued his endless chant: "Yeah, you bitch...comeonandsuckmeoff....fuck...fuck... fuckmehoney....fuckyes....fuckfuckfuck....." In the background of the phone he suddenly heard from Nitebyrd "NOW YOUFUCKING CUNT....NOW....BITEMYPUSSY...BITEIT, GODDAMMIT....SUCKITHARD...OHHHHHHHFFFFUUUUUCCKKKKKK!!! And she hit her orgasm in a wind of lust that she hadn't felt in quite a while. Suzanne, beneath Nitebyrd and giving her all she could, now starts her own orgasm. With juicy pussy in her mouth, she yelled "uuuunnnnhhhhh.....UUUUUNNNNNHHHHHH!!!" Oh my God, it was hot for every woman in the room.
Now the caller couldn't hold back anymore: "JJJJEEESSSUUUSSSS!!!! FUCKFUCKFUCK!!!! FFFUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!!!" He shot his load all over his cock, his belly, the carpeting.... his own orgasm last nearly a minute or so....that's how hot this all was....
Finally....finally.... Marie shouted "Look over here!" And there was Sharon. Coming so hard and furiously....three fingers in her pussy....one hand pinching her breast and nipple as painfully as she could take it....and not making a sound. She was frozen in her spasm, the only thing moving being her hand in its harsh in-and-out slap of her own cunt.... She collapsed and began to softly cry. This was her first orgasm in months. And it showed.
When everyone calmed down at last, Nitebyrd got off Suzanne's soaked face. She kept the mood light for everyone. To the phone she said "Well, Ranger, looks like your job is done here." All chuckled. The caller laughed and said "Girls, that was just what I needed today. I hope you enjoyed yourselves. And Lisa.....that Rabbit is yours, honey. Everyone gets a gift today....courtesy of the mystery voice." They all squealed like they were in an Oprah audience. Even Sharon, who could hardly move. She said in a weak, but happy voice:
"When's the next party, Nitebyrd? And how do you use this little egg?"
"When's he gonna call?" Lisa chimed. "This is pretty cool!" She began to fondle the Rabbit and giggled like a school girl at its touch. Nitebyrd just smiled...."A few minutes, honey, don't worry." Sharon said "Well, I don't really need this, you know; my sex is fabulous!" Marie looked sharply at her: "Then why did you come?" "I was....curious", Sharon replied, wondering if her insecurity was showing. Nitebyrd calmed down the mood..."It's all gonna be fun. Would you just relax?'' She picked up a small egg vibrator and gave it to Sharon. " Here.... fuck yourself a little while... you'll be fine." Suddenly speechless, Sharon nevertheless held onto the red egg for herself.
Suzanne said quietly "You know...this is actually a hot thing to do. I've done it before, but not quite like this!" Nitebyrd laughed "Well, frankly, Suzanne, neither have I. So we all have something to look forward to, now don't we?" Lisa said "So what's he like?" Nitebyrd: "To be honest....I've never met him." All were in various stages of surprise. "You've never met him???" Suzanne chuckled. "Then how do you know he's not a pervert or something?" Nitebyrd looked around. "Aren't we all?" Then to all the women. "Okay.... here's something you don't know about me...." Marie laughed quietly. "Do we want to know?" All laughed. Nitebyrd calmly shared "I'm a blogger. A sex blogger. And so is he. I've been doing it for a while now, and it is absolutely freeing and opens you up to all kinds of things."
The phone rings.
"All right" says the Nitebyrd, feeling a little buzz in her pussy. "Just relax and enjoy." She hits the speaker button. "Good afternoon!"
"Hi, Byrd. How are you, honey?" "Oh, let's see....excited, nervous, horny, all at the same time." "Well, believe me, I am, too. This seems like such a great thing for all of us. How many are there?" "I count five. Lisa, Sharon, Marie, Suzanne, and me, naturally." "Hello, ladies, how are you?" Lisa was first. "Great. I'm Lisa. Where are you?" "I am in the Midwest. On my cel." Then it was Suzanne. "Hi, I'm Suzanne. I've never had phone sex quite like this." "Well, rest assured I haven't either! But as it goes, nothing ventured..." Marie: "Hello, I'm Marie, and I suddenly wish that my husband was here. Maybe he can learn something." Everyone laughed. "Oh, I'm not a teacher. I'm learning here just like you. But I do enjoy phone sex as a safe alternative, if you need one. Just as long as you recognize that everyone said and shared is for the lust, the enjoyment, the orgasm. And I promise you I'm gonna play here, too. I cum loudly and without holding back." Silence. "Hello?" Nitebyrd: "We're still here, don't worry. I don't think everyone here expected such bluntness." The caller tried to reassure everyone. "That's what it is, Byrd. It's a blunt, honest experience that can be whatever we want to make it. The fact that I have the opportunity to phonefuck five women at once.....Jesus, my cock is already hard!"
Sharon finally found her own voice. "Hello....I'm Sharon. And I don't know whether I belong here or not." Nitebyrd moved over to sit beside her. "Of course you do, honey, you most of all. Just keep an open mind." The caller agreed. "That's all I ever ask of anyone in my own life. If you don't want to play, then simply close your eyes and listen, Sharon. That's all." Suzanne: "Let's get to it, I'm horny!" Everyone laughs. Nitebyrd said "I'll be first, just to break the cherry."
"Okay, girls, let's get to it. Are we naked or clothed or somewhere inbetween?" At that cue, Nitebyrd stood up. "Well, I need it naked." And she slowly began to remove her clothing on a hot day. Suzanne and Lisa both joined in disrobing. Suzanne looked at Lisa: "My God, you're really hot, Lisa. Nice nipples." Lisa giggled nervously. "I love to have a man give them LOTS of attention." The caller: "Oh, don't you worry, honey, I'm on it." Everyone paused for a moment to listen on the line. "I have lube on my cock and I"m stroking it so you can hear. Can you?" And he stroked his cock for a bit. The sound of stroking up and down.....up and down....All the women froze to listen, anticipating the next few minutes. "Jesus, I've never heard that before. FUCK." Marie, the oldest one in the group, reached down into her pants and felt her cunt, now surprisingly wet and swollen. She moved her clit slowly and easily in the way she liked. Nitebyrd laid down by the phone. "Fuck me. Please fuck me any way you want." Sharon was suddenly breathless at such a brazen display, but remained quiet in her peach sundress.
"There we go.....that's how we like it at my house. Jump in....quickly." His breathing is already a little labored....after all, the newness of this experience was getting to everyone. "I'm just gonna keep stroking my cock here, girls. I..am...gonna be dirty....and open...and...Ihope that you...are finding your pussy....come on....Suzanne....you...fucking yourself?"
And it was amazing how suddenly every woman in the room, save for Sharon, did just that. Jumping right in.
"Oh fuck yes!" Suzanne was actually fucking her pussy with two fingers, and she was not being polite about it. "Jesus, this is so-o-o-o goddamned hot!!" She began slapping herself, both figuratively in her masturbation....and literally in the slapping sound. The caller gushed "Damn, woman, you are fun!" He poured a little more lubrication onto his six-inch cock and slowed down...."oh fuckyes....I'm stroking it nice and slow....teasing myself...fuck....ohfuck....yes..." Marie was quietly enjoying the listening and pulled her slacks down to access herself more easily..."Oh....OH.....God.....fuck....OH...."
Lisa, naked and now holding nothing back, walked over to the speaker. She got on her knees, her favorite position to jerk herself, and spread herself open. She then turned around and grabbed the Rabbit she had eyed since she arrived. "Nitebyrd, are these ready?" And Nitebyrd...well, it was a nonstop verbal chant for her..."ohfuckohyesIamstrokingmycuntjust... ohfuckjusthowyoulikeit....youmotherfuckerfuckme...yes...Lisa, they are all ready....ohfuckme.... fuckmefuckme...."
Caller: "Godyes....come on now....go a little faster....find that rough little spot up top there.... go get it....yeah....yeah.....that's it...." And he began stroking his cock a little faster, a little more purpose in the hand fuck...."Come on Byrd, you come and fuck me you fucking bitch....yeah, that's it...come ON, give it to me....." Nitebyrd suddenly comes alive "Go-d-d-d-ammit, yes, fuck me you bitch, fuck me....yes....yes......Jesus, youfucker....you are FABULOUS..... fuckme....!!!"
Sharon, watching all this, finally is moved to touch herself a bit. She raised her dress up to her waist. She reached down to her throbbing pussy. She began to manipulate her clit. Four...five little rotations.....now she goes a little faster, because it just feels so good. Lisa is moving her hands around the Rabbit and thrusting into it, hard and fast and loud..."UHHHDHHDHDH!!!" Incomprehensible, but totally understood by everyone in the game....Marie now cannot hold back her own cum "UNNNNHHHHH....OHHHHHHH!!!!!!" She furiously kicked off her slacks and now had freedom in her legs...."OOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!" Thrashing and kicking. The caller was moved "Oh fuck, who is that?" Nitebyrd, breathlessly in the middle of her own selffuck: "Marie....Jesus, she's HOT to watch, too!" Everyone looked at Marie as she cums for herself. It set Lisa off. She violently shoved the Rabbit into her cunt and cried. "OHMYGODOHMYGOD... OHMYGOOOOOOODDDDDD!!!!!" Screaming at the top of her lungs. Suzanne put herself right at Nitebyrd's cunt. "Sit on me, honey....hurry!!!" Nitebyrd straddled Suzanne's face in a fury and began to grind, not being nice but being as lustful and bitch-filled as she could....
The caller continued his endless chant: "Yeah, you bitch...comeonandsuckmeoff....fuck...fuck... fuckmehoney....fuckyes....fuckfuckfuck....." In the background of the phone he suddenly heard from Nitebyrd "NOW YOUFUCKING CUNT....NOW....BITEMYPUSSY...BITEIT, GODDAMMIT....SUCKITHARD...OHHHHHHHFFFFUUUUUCCKKKKKK!!! And she hit her orgasm in a wind of lust that she hadn't felt in quite a while. Suzanne, beneath Nitebyrd and giving her all she could, now starts her own orgasm. With juicy pussy in her mouth, she yelled "uuuunnnnhhhhh.....UUUUUNNNNNHHHHHH!!!" Oh my God, it was hot for every woman in the room.
Now the caller couldn't hold back anymore: "JJJJEEESSSUUUSSSS!!!! FUCKFUCKFUCK!!!! FFFUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!!!" He shot his load all over his cock, his belly, the carpeting.... his own orgasm last nearly a minute or so....that's how hot this all was....
Finally....finally.... Marie shouted "Look over here!" And there was Sharon. Coming so hard and furiously....three fingers in her pussy....one hand pinching her breast and nipple as painfully as she could take it....and not making a sound. She was frozen in her spasm, the only thing moving being her hand in its harsh in-and-out slap of her own cunt.... She collapsed and began to softly cry. This was her first orgasm in months. And it showed.
When everyone calmed down at last, Nitebyrd got off Suzanne's soaked face. She kept the mood light for everyone. To the phone she said "Well, Ranger, looks like your job is done here." All chuckled. The caller laughed and said "Girls, that was just what I needed today. I hope you enjoyed yourselves. And Lisa.....that Rabbit is yours, honey. Everyone gets a gift today....courtesy of the mystery voice." They all squealed like they were in an Oprah audience. Even Sharon, who could hardly move. She said in a weak, but happy voice:
"When's the next party, Nitebyrd? And how do you use this little egg?"
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
I Have Returned....
...Okay, it's not MacArthur, but it's a fact, anyway. It turns out that the union election I am involved with did not produce a candidate to oppose me. I was elected in my seat by acclaimation. So it's all done. Thanks for all your patience.
Now....I'm gathering Harem girls again....who wants to be ravished and admired? If you need to know what the Harem is, I have an old post to tell you.
Finally....I shared this with a couple of you and thought, what the hell....so here is another side of me...
Now....I'm gathering Harem girls again....who wants to be ravished and admired? If you need to know what the Harem is, I have an old post to tell you.
Finally....I shared this with a couple of you and thought, what the hell....so here is another side of me...
http://www.archive.org/details/AmazingGracekeatonAtDavenports
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