I have a story to tell here, my friends. But it's not finished yet. I haven't been blogging as much, because I've been going through a bit of a discovery about myself. Thanks to another blogging friend and my own inevitable curiosity, I am experiencing things totally new from old dependables in my life.
Let me get through the end of the week and I'll spill the beans....:)
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
LATE Group Post: That Dark And Stormy Night.....
My apologies, friends. Life got in the way suddenly this week. But I hope you enjoy this.
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My God, how I wanted you...It was truly illicit. And forbidden. And even wrong. But you made me want you so much. CRACK, the thunder boomed as the rains poured their contribution into our heads.
I wish that you could be as open about sex as I am. I wish that you could show your attraction to me as strongly as you want. I've already taken you once. In that dark and stormy night, in your own bedroom. It was a party with a few friends. Much celebration. I went in the bedroom to grab my wet coat; my car keys were there, and I had to get something out of my car. You went in ahead of me to go to your closet. Hurriedly changing tops, because of a spill...and I saw your breasts. Jesus, fuck, are you a beautiful woman. And you didn't move. You stood there frozen. So did I. The lightning outside shot through the window and brightened the room.
Finally...a remarkable thing occurred. You said quietly "Lock that door, Ron...Hurry." I did so and by the time I had turned around, you had taken your pants off and said "Come on...I want this, I want you...please, Ron...Fuck me or SOMETHING! PLEASE!" I unzipped, you reached down and said under your breath "Ohmygod. I'm really doing this..." The storm outside was noisy and violent. I knew you liked to be handled physically from watching you play football in the backyard...I grabbed your hair, yanked your head back and said in your ear "Are you sure you want this?" "Fuck yes! Hurry up before I get second thoughts!" I threw you down on the bed. I grabbed your ohmyfuckinggod ass and turned you around. You were already so damned wet, and I was a damned tree, by this point. I shoved my cock inside you...thank God the noise outside and in the house was high. Your scream was just what I needed. I started fucking you. Hard and quickly...that was the level of the hotness. That's often how I've wanted it. Strong and loud and with sexual purpose. And it didn't take a dozen strokes until you were on the cum.....
"OHMYGODOHMYGOD!!! FUU-U-U-U-U-UCCCKKKMEEE!!! AAAHAHHHHHHHH!!!!"
And you actually squirted all over me, the bed, the coats below us. It was one of the most sexually charged things I'd ever felt in my life. I kept fucking you in that same way, slamming into you as hard as I could. I kept pushing my cock harder and deeper and for you, it was like a nonstop orgasm. It made me feel strong. And proud. And frankly, you remember it didn't take long for me, either . And I'm always so damned loud...
"OHfuckfuckFUCK!!! UUUNNNNNHHHH!!! FFFUUUUUUUUUKKK!!!!" It was intense and it was quick and it was ours.
And it didn't last five minutes.
We both wanted it so much. Remember? And when we both finally came back into reality, you said "Jesus, I've wanted that for years. He just doesn't fuck me that way..." I said "It's his loss. You are hot and fun and just what I needed today." Then we kissed...one of those soulful, deep moments that made us both want more. With her husband in the next room. "God, I wish..." "Yes, I know...I do too." She grabbed a towel that was on the floor...cleaned what she could...threw the towel under the bed. "I guess we should talk, right?"
I laughed. "No, I think we said a lot here for one day."
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My God, how I wanted you...It was truly illicit. And forbidden. And even wrong. But you made me want you so much. CRACK, the thunder boomed as the rains poured their contribution into our heads.
I wish that you could be as open about sex as I am. I wish that you could show your attraction to me as strongly as you want. I've already taken you once. In that dark and stormy night, in your own bedroom. It was a party with a few friends. Much celebration. I went in the bedroom to grab my wet coat; my car keys were there, and I had to get something out of my car. You went in ahead of me to go to your closet. Hurriedly changing tops, because of a spill...and I saw your breasts. Jesus, fuck, are you a beautiful woman. And you didn't move. You stood there frozen. So did I. The lightning outside shot through the window and brightened the room.
Finally...a remarkable thing occurred. You said quietly "Lock that door, Ron...Hurry." I did so and by the time I had turned around, you had taken your pants off and said "Come on...I want this, I want you...please, Ron...Fuck me or SOMETHING! PLEASE!" I unzipped, you reached down and said under your breath "Ohmygod. I'm really doing this..." The storm outside was noisy and violent. I knew you liked to be handled physically from watching you play football in the backyard...I grabbed your hair, yanked your head back and said in your ear "Are you sure you want this?" "Fuck yes! Hurry up before I get second thoughts!" I threw you down on the bed. I grabbed your ohmyfuckinggod ass and turned you around. You were already so damned wet, and I was a damned tree, by this point. I shoved my cock inside you...thank God the noise outside and in the house was high. Your scream was just what I needed. I started fucking you. Hard and quickly...that was the level of the hotness. That's often how I've wanted it. Strong and loud and with sexual purpose. And it didn't take a dozen strokes until you were on the cum.....
"OHMYGODOHMYGOD!!! FUU-U-U-U-U-UCCCKKKMEEE!!! AAAHAHHHHHHHH!!!!"
And you actually squirted all over me, the bed, the coats below us. It was one of the most sexually charged things I'd ever felt in my life. I kept fucking you in that same way, slamming into you as hard as I could. I kept pushing my cock harder and deeper and for you, it was like a nonstop orgasm. It made me feel strong. And proud. And frankly, you remember it didn't take long for me, either . And I'm always so damned loud...
"OHfuckfuckFUCK!!! UUUNNNNNHHHH!!! FFFUUUUUUUUUKKK!!!!" It was intense and it was quick and it was ours.
And it didn't last five minutes.
We both wanted it so much. Remember? And when we both finally came back into reality, you said "Jesus, I've wanted that for years. He just doesn't fuck me that way..." I said "It's his loss. You are hot and fun and just what I needed today." Then we kissed...one of those soulful, deep moments that made us both want more. With her husband in the next room. "God, I wish..." "Yes, I know...I do too." She grabbed a towel that was on the floor...cleaned what she could...threw the towel under the bed. "I guess we should talk, right?"
I laughed. "No, I think we said a lot here for one day."
Thursday, September 10, 2009
HNT: WHAT FLAWS?!?!?!
As any other blatantly hetero man would, I surf around to check the HNT supply today. And I see that there is this movement to show what the women I admire out here perceive as 'flaws' on their bodies...which, in turn, makes them believe inside that they are negative reflections of their sexual attractiveness.
If I can say this just once:
NNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
None -- I repeat, NONE -- of the women I read out here or who grant me the privilege of scanning whatever comes to my own mind have the kinds of flaws they believe they have. If anything, the 'flaws' mentioned -- from stretch marks to breasts that don't look like the owner wants them to look to lips to legs and all the rest -- have anything, ANYTHING to do with their true attractiveness. If anything, they ENHANCE the quality of the woman I see. They show that you've LIVED life...not let it pass by. They present your ATTITUDES to the universe -- worldly, loving, experienced and fuuuuucccckkkkiiiinnngggg HOT!!!!!!!!!!
If I had the money and the stamina, I would buy plane tickets for all of you...make you stay in the same hotel together, enjoying each other's company. And then I would go to each room, to each of you, and do my best to FUCK YOUR EYES INTO THE BACK OF YOUR HEADS!!!! And have everyone else WATCH US as we do it!!!!!!!
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Tantrum done. I am ashamed that we men have forced you into such a corner that you need to pick at every part of you. None of it has anything to do with who you are as women... and all of it has to do with the spirit and the character with which you celebrate life...by living it hard and fully and well.
THAT'S the kind of friend and lover and partner I want in my life.
If I can say this just once:
NNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
None -- I repeat, NONE -- of the women I read out here or who grant me the privilege of scanning whatever comes to my own mind have the kinds of flaws they believe they have. If anything, the 'flaws' mentioned -- from stretch marks to breasts that don't look like the owner wants them to look to lips to legs and all the rest -- have anything, ANYTHING to do with their true attractiveness. If anything, they ENHANCE the quality of the woman I see. They show that you've LIVED life...not let it pass by. They present your ATTITUDES to the universe -- worldly, loving, experienced and fuuuuucccckkkkiiiinnngggg HOT!!!!!!!!!!
If I had the money and the stamina, I would buy plane tickets for all of you...make you stay in the same hotel together, enjoying each other's company. And then I would go to each room, to each of you, and do my best to FUCK YOUR EYES INTO THE BACK OF YOUR HEADS!!!! And have everyone else WATCH US as we do it!!!!!!!
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Tantrum done. I am ashamed that we men have forced you into such a corner that you need to pick at every part of you. None of it has anything to do with who you are as women... and all of it has to do with the spirit and the character with which you celebrate life...by living it hard and fully and well.
THAT'S the kind of friend and lover and partner I want in my life.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Three Sisters
Yes...I did. All in one year. Haven't thought about these women in a long time. Mary, Monica and Donna. They were all smart, savvy girls who knew what they were doing...and if they didn't, they would let you do what you do best.
Mary was a blonde, slightly Zaftig woman with a sultry voice and a surprising innocence about her. She also gave the best head I've ever had. Mary had this sucking way about the back of her throat that a man could feel on the tip of his cock before he got it all the way in her mouth. And Mary would let a man fuck her mouth. Hard. Mary was the one who taught me to 'hum', when I give head to a woman. She did it to me while I would fuck her mouth. Ohhhh, fuck....And she absolutely loved it. So did I...
Monica was the quiet one, also the youngest. She could bend herself into a pretzel to fuck you... the closest thing I ever had to a dancer or a gymnast. She had wonderfully round breasts and thick hair that she loved for you to pull on, and you know Uncle Ron did his best. Pounding her, fucking her was one of the most enjoyable sexual experiences. And she always kept her eyes open, watching you...which forced you to watch her. The lust in her eyes...DAMN! Once I took one leg all the way almost behind her head, while I spread the other one away from her, leaving her cunt wide open for me. Monica would grunt on every thrust, this animalistic, gutteral sound that I imagine I make when I orgasm. She was a fun woman.
Donna was in the middle. She was a fitness instructor, and it showed. Donna also worked her Kegel exercises to the limit. To feel her orgasm when my cock was inside her...that pulsating, rhythmic thing that a good pussy will do when it's on the cum...well, Donna had it down to a science. When she orgasmed and you just had to stop and feel it, it wouldn't take long until you were right there with her.
Loved those girls. Kept in touch with them for a long time, until time does its thing. All three are still back home in central Indiana, though. I wonder...:)
Mary was a blonde, slightly Zaftig woman with a sultry voice and a surprising innocence about her. She also gave the best head I've ever had. Mary had this sucking way about the back of her throat that a man could feel on the tip of his cock before he got it all the way in her mouth. And Mary would let a man fuck her mouth. Hard. Mary was the one who taught me to 'hum', when I give head to a woman. She did it to me while I would fuck her mouth. Ohhhh, fuck....And she absolutely loved it. So did I...
Monica was the quiet one, also the youngest. She could bend herself into a pretzel to fuck you... the closest thing I ever had to a dancer or a gymnast. She had wonderfully round breasts and thick hair that she loved for you to pull on, and you know Uncle Ron did his best. Pounding her, fucking her was one of the most enjoyable sexual experiences. And she always kept her eyes open, watching you...which forced you to watch her. The lust in her eyes...DAMN! Once I took one leg all the way almost behind her head, while I spread the other one away from her, leaving her cunt wide open for me. Monica would grunt on every thrust, this animalistic, gutteral sound that I imagine I make when I orgasm. She was a fun woman.
Donna was in the middle. She was a fitness instructor, and it showed. Donna also worked her Kegel exercises to the limit. To feel her orgasm when my cock was inside her...that pulsating, rhythmic thing that a good pussy will do when it's on the cum...well, Donna had it down to a science. When she orgasmed and you just had to stop and feel it, it wouldn't take long until you were right there with her.
Loved those girls. Kept in touch with them for a long time, until time does its thing. All three are still back home in central Indiana, though. I wonder...:)
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