Here is your change now show me your pussy?
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Posted:Dec 17, 2019 5:08 pm
Last Updated:Jul 13, 2020 6:04 pm
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The title will make sense. I swear it will
So a friend of mine from the left coast was talking to via the other and mentioned how miffed she was. I asked what was up and she told me that a guy was interested in her and they talked back and forth and suddenly he asked if she had any pussy pics he could see.
I asked the pertinent questions, if she was online or irl, if they had discussed sex up to that point and if he was fucking mental. She assured me they hadnt discussed sex and it was irl. Picture me shocked.
I may be the big chicken in life. I feel my age is the straddle point of technology. A few years older and you dont use it and a few years and you are totally into your cyber life and fuck the real world. The chicken part is that i still treat cyber like it was a bar irl. What i mean is that if i cant say it to you drunk in a bar then i probably wont say it to you cyber. Why i personally wouldnt ask for pussy pics on the first conversation.
I may want them but i sure as shit am not going to ask for them.
So where does that leave me. I imagine that i have few readers that are older than i am. Does it bother you to have the first transaction involving your naked bits? And guys when do you not ask for pics? Is it just a social contract now. Hi how are you here is a picture of my junk and now to see your junk ahhh excellent nice meeting you.
Get back to me readers. Maybe i am missing on a shit tonne of naked pussys.
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Where the hell am I?
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Posted:Dec 14, 2019 5:16 pm
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2024 2:29 am
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So does anyone notice that AdultFriendFinder on their phone is better at Canadian geography than the full website does?
Maybe it is the fact that it asks for a postal code instead of a location but i am suddenly relieved that i am not lumped in with Calgary anymore. For American readers that is approximately 200 kilometers away. Or the other side of the state if that helps you at all. Canucks its hours by car. Lol
Wishing the big site could do the thing. Let know if the thing applies you.
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Well hell
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Posted:Dec 11, 2019 9:34 am
Last Updated:Jul 13, 2020 6:04 pm
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O I did it. I reupped as a gold member. No more messages nowhere. No being able read a profile and know i lusting for, Hopefully this will be more fun for as well as you guys.
I should tell you that i have made some awesome friends through this site and lost them as they moved on as well. Hoping do the again.
I guess I will have bring Story Sunday back from the dead. Ah to be a preverted writer again. I looking forward this. Might have bring back the Anal Preservation Society as well.
Wish me luck Uncle spider is back.
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Testing testing
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Posted:Sep 14, 2018 2:14 pm
Last Updated:Dec 11, 2019 9:35 am
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Hmmmmmm. Testing. Testing. Oh my god this is a live mike. Me me me me. The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog. I cant believe I have left this on for months like this. Wow. I am totally irresponsible like that. Ok. Time to change that and actually go back to using this blog for its real reason, bitching about not getting laid.
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Sunday story time
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Posted:May 7, 2017 1:45 pm
Last Updated:May 9, 2017 5:43 am
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So finally I have the ending part of the camping trip. I will tell you a funny story. I am working nights right now and remembered that I needed to do this about an hour before quitting time. That might explain the brevity of todays post. I am still looking for story ideas. However enjoy todays final chapter.
After the spectacular blowjob in the tent they had dozed and listened to the sound of the falling rain. They were warm and snug in the tent and were quite happy. It was later towards evening that the rain quit and left the camp site with that wonderful scent of wet forest. They both emerged from the tent and took deep breaths and filled their lungs with the moist air.
The smiled and just sort of drifted around the camp site. There was really nothing immediate for them to do and after being cooped up in the tent they just needed to wander and stretch their legs. The weather had cleared and left the last few rays of the sun beating down on them. Snapping them out of the stupor was the sudden need to find kindling and a way to start the fire. They could eat over the propane stove but sitting without a source of heat and light into the night was dismal. They both went searching together.
At least they knew that much of bush craft. He remembered reading about the people who went missing from campsites each year because they split up and got disoriented in the big trees. He had thrown on a pair of old sweat pants and boots. Knowing how much it rained they felt that this trip might be a quick one before the sun left them in the dark for sure. He had strapped a headlight flashlight to himself before they left.
She still wore his old flannel shirt and just tied it under her breasts. The sweat pants she wore were old and the elastic was shot to shit. As a result every second step it seemed she stopped and hitched them up over her fine derriere. They had gone maybe twenty five yards from camp when they stumbled onto a small cache of twigs and small branches. It was seemingly dry and was mostly because it was tucked back under a couple of logs in a depression in the earth.
The geography made it impossible for him to reach under and get to the kindling. She could however lay down on her belly over the twin trunks and reach as far as she could to get at the small collection of twigs. She could only move a small handful at a time and wiggled and writhed getting to it. All that did was ease her out of her sweat pants and his cock swelled as her naked ass was revealed to his eyes,
Handful after handful of tinder came out of the hiding place. She never knew what was going on until he was pressing against her. His cock speared into her quickly. She was pinned there like a mounted butterfly by his hardness. Her nose smelled the fresh wet earth and her own excitement. His hands gripped and dug into the soft flesh of her hips and pulled her luscious ass back against his rampant cock. Over and over he drove into her, he was like some sort of wild animal as he rutted against her.
His fingers pinched and lifted her hips to give him the best angle to fuck his cock into her. She could feel a sudden ease with which her body took him and knew he had found her sweet spot. Over and over his cock crashed against her and the thick grown scraped along her g-spot. The first orgasm hit her from nowhere and she cried out. Her body clenched on the invading cock and she went rigid. He didn’t even slow down. Again and again he fucked himself into her.
Soon orgasms started to pile up for her and she thrashed her body on the logs. It was so good and so overwhelming at the same time. Her body only cared about the pleasure that his cock was giving her and she pushed back against it. Finally with an animalistic grunt he thrust deep inside her and she could feel him unloading inside her. It was like lava pouring into her. She was sure that his cum would have scalded her had it been anywhere but inside her.
She could feel his cock slide out of her and by the time she had wriggled around to look at him he had bent to pull up his sweats and give her a look that said “if you are going to wiggle that ass around prepare to get fucked.”
What she was not prepared for was finding out later that she had scraped her cleavage and breast all to shit on the logs. She knew that she would have to skip the gym and plunging necklines for a couple of weeks so as not to have to explain the scrapes on her body. Instead she kept them for her eyes only so she could remember his animalistic fucking in the woods.
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Apologies
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Posted:May 1, 2017 5:34 am
Last Updated:Jan 6, 2018 7:53 am
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OMG. I was attacked by sloth yesterday. It was horrible. First it wrestled me to bed until noon. It had me pinned underneath comforters and everything. Then I managed to free myself, only to have it attack me in front of my tv. It actually bound me to the couch for most of the day. I only extricated myself long enough to get groceries and prepare some food stuffs to eat. Luckily sloth doesn't appear to be around today. I might actually be free of this curse.
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Sunday story time
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Posted:Apr 23, 2017 11:58 am
Last Updated:Apr 25, 2017 5:28 am
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It seems like everyone ignores this part of the post and goes right to the dirty stuff. I am still looking for story ideas. Also looking for someone who would pop over and take care of any erections that might frequent my body on days off. Oh well a man can dream. Here is the second part of the camping story started last week. This week is short because it will be a three parter. Wow such lucky readers.
It was almost like the weekend peaked before it really started. Sure the remote vibrator and the sex it brought about was pretty awesome but the weather turned to shit quickly and clouds and cold rolled in. She was happy that she had over packed for the weekend now. Sure he had cut a lot of wood for the fire outdoors but no one wanted to sit around in the drizzle and be miserable.
Instead they headed into the tent and just sort of hunkered down being quietly miserable. He played games on his phone and she read. Both of them were thankful that the small propane heater they brought made the tent very comfortable. She recalled a weekend where they never really left their jackets and huddled against each other before they finally just ended up in the shelter of the car.
The tent was small and as a result they were pressed somewhat against each other. He was in a t shirt and baggy shorts while she favored a long flannel shirt of his. She was using his leg as a pillow to read and finally it was time to move. She rolled over onto her stomach and pressed her cheek against his thigh. It came to her then. The smell. Scientists would call it pheromones but all she knew is the smell that was coming from him was all male and made her pussy damp. She nuzzled her face higher and deeper into his leg.
She was rewarded for her efforts and the smell became stronger. She instinctively reached down and moved a hand inside the baggy leg of his shorts. He was distracted and didn’t really notice the warmth on his inner thigh. She stroked him lightly and moving her fingers slightly higher she was rewarded with the spongey head of his cock brushing against her finger tips. He grunted and shifted slightly and again fortune smiled on her and more of his cock was accessible to her.
She must have stroked him quietly for a good five or ten minutes before she decided she wanted more. In a quick move she shucked the shorts down his leg and was face to face with his erect cock. She could see the blood vessels throbbing and when she tightened her grip around the base a tiny little drop of precum just made its way out of his cock and glistened in the light.
She arched her back and swallowed the whole head in one gulp. She was slightly crazy now, his scent and his taste drove her up and down his shaft. She was pleased that he had dropped his phone and was closing his eyes against the pleasure she brought him. Back and forth she moved slowly loving the feel of his hard cock in her mouth. He had a well-defined head of his cock and she loved to run her tongue around and around it. From the sounds he was making so did he?
Moving between his legs left her without his cock for a minute or two but when she was repositioned she now had greater access to it. Her hands gripped at his shaft now as again and again she tongued the head of his prick. It was all he could do not to reach up and shove her head down onto his cock. Opening his eyes to a slit he watched her suck and smiled at the look of bliss on her face. Sneaking his phone he opened the camera and started to video record the action.
It was the right move to make because soon she buried her face in his sack. She managed to tongue one of his balls into her mouth and her hands kept up their stroking on his shaft. He was in heaven. Her ministrations with her mouth were too much. Grunting that he was going to come soon brought her out of her testicular trance and found her gobbling the head of his cock again. Up and down her head moved and all it did was create a milking action with her mouth. That milking reaction was positively rewarded as his hips left the floor of the tent and his cock rocketed his seed into her mouth.
Pulse after pulse hit the back of her mouth and filled her mouth with the warm fluid. She hastily gulped some down to make room for the last few pulses of ejaculate. It wasn’t her favorite taste in the world but she greedily swallowed it down and left the softening cock in her mouth. The tension left him and he lay back with his eyes closed. He could feel her breath through her nose on his groin and relaxed deeply. In seconds he was snoring. She had sucked him to sleep.
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Sunday story time
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Posted:Apr 16, 2017 10:47 am
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2017 1:46 pm
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Easter sunday and time for dirty stories. Ha ha. I just realized that I am insanely close to 1000 posts. Weird I know. I think I have enough story ideas but feel free to send your ideas. Today is the start of two parter. Enjoy fellow pervs.
He hated this tradition of hers. It was really a trade-off for his idea of fun later in the year. She loved camping and loved the whole being close to nature thing. He on the other hand thought that being served at an all-inclusive resort was the cat’s ass. They compromised and she got her camping weekend and he got a week at a resort. It worked out well for both of them.
So here he was stuffing coolers and nylon bags into the back of his SUV. He did admit to himself that he enjoyed the drive with her. She was fantastic company from the co-pilots seat and kept him entertained. It was really a small consolation to him as he dreaded a couple days sleep on the ground in a tent. However her enthusiasm seemed to buoy them both along.
They had done this weekend enough that she had packed everything from parkas to her bikini. You never knew what the weather was going to bring. It was why there was so much stuff jammed into the SUV. She was a real boy scout when it came to these weekends and after cutting a trip short due to cold and snow she now believed in over preparation.
He did admit that the foothills were beautiful. From the little river that ran through their spot to the towering pines it was picturesque. The air was clean and you could almost taste the flavors that it held. It was certainly like stepping into a different world or maybe just into the past. He shut down the vehicle and popped all the locks. It was from past knowledge that he did this. They had to make a mad rush to the vehicle once to avoid a swarm of bees. He forgot about the night they slept in it to stay out of a down pour also.
He knew that she had packed a couple of new camping gadgets with her each time she came so he wasn’t overly surprised when she handed him a small ball shaped controller. He had no idea what it was but she told him he would enjoy it for sure. He thought nothing of it and stuffed it into his jeans and went about emptying out the truck of its goodies. It was only later when they had everything out that felt the controller and pressed it absentmindedly. She dropped her load of stuff next to the pile and he thought nothing about it.
Later when they were putting the tent together he pressed it again and noticed that she fumbled with the tent poles more than normal. She actually had to sit down on the camp chair to do this simple task and he almost teased her over her lack of hand eye coordination. Instead he bit his tongue and turned off the remote. The tent was up and now they needed to start on the fire. They had decided long ago not to pack in wood and instead scavenged for it.
He managed to find some dead fall and she went in search of the knocked down twigs that would make perfect kindling and fire starters. He moved to his dead fall with his small saw and proceeded to start cutting it into the perfect size for the fire. Before he did he moved the ball controller out of his pocket where his pressed into his leg and turned the controller on and left it with his jacket in a pile.
He lost track of time for a while and managed to make short work out of the dead tree. He had it stacked into a neat pyramid when she came crawling into camp. At first he thought she was hurt. That she had twisted an ankle or worse broke a leg but watching the way she was panting and crawling led him to believe something else was going on.
“Where is it?” She panted desperately.
“Where is what?” He asked.
“The remote I gave you.” She had a desperate look in her eyes.
“I think it is over by my jacket.” He said and watched as she crawled over to his jacket and found the orb and turned it off. “What the fuck?”
He watched as she rolled over onto her back and sort of just sunk into the ground. He was still standing there when she reached for the catch of her jeans and unsnapping them pull them down her long sexy legs. He had no idea what the hell but watching her skin her panties down her legs was sexy as hell and he could feel the same throb in his crotch that he always did when he saw here naked. It was when his gaze turned to her he watched her hands working at her pussy.
He should have noticed the sort of orangey pink tail sticking out of her but when she finally got a grip on it and pulled she revealed what was tormenting her. She had bought a remote control vibrator. Because she hadn’t told him what it was he was rocking her world the whole time he was cutting the wood. She dropped the pile of sticks when the first shock hit her. Then orgasm after orgasm left her crawling back to camp. They had taken her voice away from her as they crashed in on her again and again.
Watching her lay back there on the ground was too much for him and he freed his hard cock and made his way to her. It was animalistic. He simply lined his hard cock up with her and plunged into her over and over again. She felt that she couldn’t possibly cum again but did over and over again as he took her in the dirt of the campsite. She could feel his cockhead swell inside her and knew that he would be jetting his sperm into her soon. Her legs tightened around his waist and she tilted her pelvis to become more welcoming to his seed.
He grunted and she felt him drive his cock deep into her and steady himself there. She could feel the pulses and then the wet heat of his ejaculate. It was heavenly to her. Her head rolled back and she stared up at the trees swaying over her. His body collapsed on her and she wrapped her arms around him and held him tight to her. What a way to start their weekend away.
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Sunday story
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Posted:Apr 9, 2017 11:26 am
Last Updated:Apr 15, 2017 7:20 pm
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Ok. I realize that this one today is a little different that what I have been doing lately but it is mostly because I have been busy and one of those things that kept me busy led directly to todays story. I went with dialogue only because I want most of you to imagine just what I saw.
Well it was only five bucks.
I know. I know. Where do you want to start?
Let’s do reverse clockwise. Does that work for you?
Sure. Wow would you look at that. I had no idea that they would be selling that for that price. Good luck.
What do you mean?
Online it is about half of what they are selling it here for.
Really?
Yeah markup is crazy.
What about this stuff?
Well obviously cuffs and collars are gonna go great with this crowd. And just judging by a quick glance around the room it looks like whips will also be big sellers
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What the hell is going on here?
Well I can only guess that this is roleplay central over here.
Wow look at the floggers.
That looks like he spent a lot of time on that.
Is it just me or does that look like a cheap cutting board?
No it is not just you on that.
Yay corsets.
Well I will be over here holding your purse .
What do you think?
Black is nice but are there any other colors?
I like the red one and that purple is pretty good too.
It’s the same price as the black one. So that is pretty good.
Yeah it is. See this is why you come to this is for the personal fitting stuff. You definitely can’t buy this online. You would be returning it forever.
So do you wanna see you in a corset?
Yes I like the look. However I feel you would be horribly overdressed.
You say the sweetest things?
Just be sure to ask him about clean up.
Thanks honey, he says worst case use soda water.
Well what the hell are we still doing here? We got a corset to break in.
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You know what today means
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Posted:Apr 2, 2017 9:02 am
Last Updated:Apr 14, 2017 2:10 pm
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Yup trying to ride this wave of creative juice to the end. This one is a little different. I was asked to write this and hopefully do it justice for the reader. Not my usual I think but it turned out ok. Remember if you want one of your ideas fleshed out send it my way and I will see what I can do. On with the story.
She really couldn’t say what attracted her to him. He seemed to be a normal looking guy. Sure it was jeans and a dress shirt but it seemed to fit in okay with the relaxed vibe of the bar. He was drinking bottled beer and seemed to be having a good time with a group of friends. She guessed they were work acquaintances and not his old fraternity friends. She saw no rings so they were either dedicated players or just a group of singles.
She often watched people in the bars. It was a side effect of her job as a videographer and having to watch countless rehearsals and practice sessions. She went out with her girlfriends to a different bar each weekend. More often than not they were as horny as she was and they always seemed to find a decent hookup for the rest of the weekend.
Tonight was no different and she and Michelle met here in a cozy little brick fronted building near downtown. Neither one had been here before and after getting the feel of the bar they were quite content to just stay at the bar in a couple of bar stools. She had to admit that the stools did flatter their asses as they leaned forward to flirt and tease the older bartender. She guessed the place was mainly an after work spot and then picked up a little at night with the downtowners looking for a quiet place to drink.
She had noticed the group at the pool table. They had seemed to have taken over the area and one of the adjoining booths. The game seemed friendly but what could she tell from just glancing in the mirror on the one wall. She and Michelle did accept the drinks that were sent to them from the group and she felt that the ice would indeed be breaking. Michelle seemed to settle on the light skinned African American and gave him all her attention, from flirty touches to her radiant smile. He was conquered and all she needed to do was claim her prize.
That left her with the remaining two guys from the party. They younger of the two was working his ass off to impress her. He had done everything from brag about his car, to obsessively stare, to flaunt his new job and income, but nothing he did really seemed to impress her. The older of the two was quietly finishing his beer and adding to the conversation when he felt that there was a lull. And there were a lot of lulls. Her defences were up when she was pressed so obviously by someone. Instinctively she leaned towards the older of the two. She found out he was called Wolfe and he was involved in some form of business.
The younger of the two could feel something was off and his flirting was failing. So when the pool table was free he challenged her to a game. She didn’t like the challenge and set out to beat him soundly. She did. You didn’t spend as much time as she did inside bars without picking up your way around a pool cue. She cleaned his clock clearly and didn’t need to resort to too many specialty shots to do it. He was humbled and before he could lash at her Wolfe was there and sending him home before he was too drunk to drive. It was a very subtle way of saving face for him and her as well. At least there would be no hurt feelings and bitter exchanges between them later.
She hadn’t really noticed that she had been manipulated until looking at it later. She and Wolfe sat for another drink and made small talk. She flirted and teased him and he smiled and took it good naturedly. He mentioned a nearby apartment and she insisted that she needed to see it. A quick stop for at a coffee shop on the way and she was on his threshold. Looking back she would say that his presence was reassuring to her. That she felt comfortable with him much like you would with a you had raised from a pup. His touch was gentle but you could feel the strength behind it. She wondered to herself if he was a CrossFit guy.
Opening the apartment to her and taking her coat he let her wander. It was obvious he had taste. The woods were all deep and rich and leather couch seemed to scream both comfort and sensual richness at the same time. The massive windows looked out on the street below and followed the traffic down the busy boulevard. Kitchen counters were granite and from the looks of the stove and refrigerator he either knew what he was doing in a kitchen or it was an elaborate set up to fool her into thinking that.
She was standing at the windows looking out when he approached her from behind and wrapped his arms around her from behind. His nose and mouth went to the back of her head and she could feel him pull her back into him. She felt very comfortable against his chest. It was almost soothing to her. His nuzzled against her and she could feel his lips kissing the tender flesh at the back of her neck. Her nipples popped instantly. He had found one of her hidden erogenous zones and was working it like a master.
His arm rose higher around her and she knew he could feel her excited nipples. More and more he kissed and licked at her neck. She threw her head back and moaned aloud. Both his hands worked her blouse buttons and soon she was standing in only her bra. His mouth had moved over to her right shoulder and continued to graze on her tender sensitized flesh. She pushed back against him with her bottom this time and was rewarded to feel how hard he was. She rubbed against his erection and was secretly thrilled when his hands rose to her nipples and claimed them.
She moved cautiously and reaching behind her pressed her hands to his hardness. She was pleased that it was a good healthy size and that it throbbed under her ministrations. She would have hated to be disappointed by size problems right now. She knew she was excited, she could almost smell her excitement. Wolfe’s hands dropped to her hips and with the thumbs pushed down her slacks until she stood in only her underwear. Now she could smell her arousal and was certain that he could as well.
She turned in the embrace and they kissed passionately. Mouths opened and tongues openly dueled with each other. Her hands went to his belt and worked feverishly to open it. She managed the fly and button and sent his jeans to the floor with her slacks. He stood in his boxer briefs with a sizable tent for her. She couldn’t wait and skinned her hand along his furry stomach and into his underwear. She grasped the hard cock and reveled in the manliness of it. She could feel the heat and pulsation of blood through it.
The head of the shaft was wet with precum and she slid her fingers through it and slickly down his shaft. She was rewarded with a whimper from him. Underneath the shaft were two hairy orbs that her hand massaged. There was a scent about him, it wasn’t dirty and foul but it said to her that he was a man and this is what a man smelled like. It heightened her arousal and she could feel her own wetness drip into her underwear.
Suddenly he spun her and pushing against her upper back had her bending over the couch, her hot excited flesh recoiling at the cold leather as she was pressed into it. She had no chance to protest as his hand made its way to her centre. She was very wet and suddenly very happy as she was filled with a finger from behind. Suddenly her pussy had something to do and it gripped tightly to the invader. Slowly the digit filled her until there was no more and his knuckles bumped against her prominent clit.
Slowly like a torture he sawed his hand back and forth into her. Her legs opened wider to take more of him and he sped up only slightly his knuckles mashing her tender clit about once a second now. She came and came hard on his hand. She would be embarrassed about it if she hadn’t come so hard. She ground her teeth and panted against him. He was the master of her body and was doing whatever he wanted with it.
She was just about to have her second massive orgasm when suddenly his hand retreated and she was momentarily empty. She had no time to miss her loss as his hands went to her hips and slowly speared his rampant cock towards her. She could feel it on her thighs and suddenly the head was piercing her. She came, not hugely but was lost in orgasm after orgasm as he settled his cock into her. She was full and her body was content. If possible her pussy would have smiled up at her. Then once he was fully inside her did he reverse his course and drag his cock along her excited channel until he was almost completely free of her. Then once again the slow march back into her began.
It was obvious later that Wolfe was an expert of sorts. He switched between quick rapid strokes to slow long strokes and made the ride one she would never forget. He had a staying power and ability to resist the amazing clutching wetness of her pussy. Finally after what seemed like hours and countless orgasms he tightened his grip on her hips and began to really thrust into her with a purpose. She could feel each stroke as he drove into her. His pace had increased and so did the firmness with which he planted himself inside her.
Then it happened. She didn’t think it could but she felt herself stretch further around him, that there was a new thickness to him and it was just pushing its way into her. It was uncomfortable to her and then it was past the mouth of her and into her pussy proper. On and on he continued to fuck her and more and more she clung to the strange bulge inside her. She swore it was moving inside her, that it was moving his shaft. Finally he thrust into her and began to bathe her insides with hot jizz. It was like boiling lava to her, she came as he ground his hips against hers and put pressure on her clit. It didn’t diminish the lump inside her of course.
It was later as the sweat was cooling on them that he explained to her that Wolfe was not only his name but who he was. That what she felt inside her was his knot and that they would be staying like this for about 20 minutes unless she wanted to feel some rather acute pain. He stroked her back and explained to her how lucky she was that it wasn’t a full moon. That love bites from a lycan were much different on those nights than on any other.
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Wednesday story you lucky fuckers.
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Posted:Mar 29, 2017 6:22 pm
Last Updated:Apr 14, 2017 2:11 pm
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Hey whats with this middle of the week stuff. Well some of you have wanted another story so here goes
It was really a vacation to remember. How he had swung such a private location she would never know but it surprised and delighted her immensely. A secluded cottage in the foothills was amazing. Lakefront was even better and the topper was the fact that someone had put in a sand beach not the usual much and mud that lakes had. It was truly a paradise to a girl like her.
She was taking a last tour of the area before they packed up and went back to civilization. She started at the dock. She smiled as she remembered their first swim here. He ditched his suit at the cabin and just proceeded out into the water naked as the day he was born. Soon she could only see his head as she nervously set out herself. The water was clear and clean and surprisingly not the usual freezing that you expected from a mountain lake. The sun felt good on her naked body and for once she wasn’t self-conscious about her body.
She was about knee deep when her surfaced about five feet from her and just stared at her naked form. It reminded her of an alligator staring down its prey. She bent to splash him with water and she felt her chest swing as she threw handfuls of water at him. Within second the water fight had descended into him gripping her tightly and kissing as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He was so much taller that she would be underwater if he made her stand.
She could feel his hard cock below her. It poked her every now and then and she broke free from him and swam towards the small dock. He followed after her and about half way there he had caught up to her and grabbed her ankle pulling her back into him again. She called him a fish and he laughed and pressed his cock against her and said he was more of an eel. His hands came around her and grabbed her large breasts. In seconds he head her nipples throbbing with his attention to them. He kissed along her shoulder and managed to thrust his cock between her legs so that is rubbed the length of her pussy with each thrust.
It was too much for her. She could feel herself get wet and her clit started to throb. He shifted his body and abandoning her breasts he grabbed instead her arms and brought them around behind her and managed to slot his cock inside her. It was awkward at first but soon he had himself buried into her and was slowly fucking his full length into her. She could not escape from him and moaned loudly as he stabbed forward over and over again. She longed to lay her head down and just let him have his way but the water would have drown her.
Finally he got serious and was pounding into her fiercely. His cock was hot and angry and stabbed over and over at her. Ripples in the water moved out around them and she could hear muted slap of his flesh against her lush backside as their coupling continued. Finally he was done and pressed hard against her. She had lost track of her orgasms but could feel his hot seed spurting into her. Finally he released her arms and she made her way to the shore. She looked back and he was floating on his back just sort of recovering and breathing deeply. She made it to the shore and collapsed herself. She remembered the feeling of the sand and the waves breaking over her legs and waist. She might have fallen asleep there in the sun like that if he didn’t make for shore himself.
It was him that woke her from her stupor only this time he had slid down to a knee behind her and drove his cock back into her. There half in and half out of the lake he took her again. This time broke her will and she found herself pushing back at him as the orgasms started deep in her and rolled like thunder. He was insatiable and he took advantage of his earlier deposit in her to lubricate his way. Again she felt him jet into her hot seed and finally he lay in the shallows beside her breathing heavy.
And that is what her holiday was like. He was insatiable and found every opportunity to press himself against her. It was like being at the cabin freed him to do whatever he wanted to with her. Swims were inevitably naked. Sleep was naked as well. It was almost too much for her. She needed a vacation from her vacation.
She continued on with her walk and stopped at the sun loungers. It was here that another memory came back to her. They were both lying in the sun in the afternoon and he decided to help her with her tanning lotion. It resulted in his spreading far too much lotion on her breasts. Now granted her chest was large, jaw droppingly so in the right outfit but it didn’t merit half a bottle of lotion. His hands eagerly worked through the slippery mess and massaged and teased her.
Her nipples stood up proud, which surprised her given the heat of the day and just when she could take no more he stood and straddled the lounger and began his massage all over only this time with his rampant cock. She could feel the heat of it even through the oil and when he pressed her breasts together to engulf it she smiled up at him. He had done this before and he loved it. She had better ideas for his cock but she had to admit that the head of it peeking through her abundant cleavage was a turn on. Over and over he slid himself and finally she took up where his hands were and pressed her breasts tightly around his shaft herself. He immediately moved his hands to the top of the lounger frame and fucked faster.
She could tell he was close and on the next thrust through stuck out her tongue and swabbed at his cock head. It was the beginning of the end for him and within three or more pumps he emptied himself. She took the blasts but looked away when she did. Even with sunglasses on she didn’t really want to blind herself. When he quit moving she took him into her mouth and tasting the tanning oil and himself gently cleaned him with her tongue. They ended up in the water again only this time to remove oil and his spunk from her.
She walked by the bench swing on the back deck and remembered how he ate her to a dozen orgasms one night as the moon was out. Here was the picnic table they had made love on. Then she was into the cabin proper. The bedroom had been cleaned out and she drifted to the fire place. She remembered it vividly. She had bent over to start a fire the first night. As warm as the day was the night chilled quickly in the woods and the cabin was only heated by the fireplace. She had just struck the match when she felt her nighty raised and hands on her hips.
She never got a chance to turn around. He was hard and insistent and slid into her quickly and fully. Once his cock was inside her she never had a chance. Secretly she loved this position. A nearby foot stool took some of the strain off of her but behind her he was driving into her over and over with a fury. He too secretly loved this position. He loved her lushness and the soft cushion of her ass as he pounded into her. It was animalistic to him. There was something primal to this way of fucking for him.
She moaned aloud and bit her lip. The head of his cock was working over the sensitive spots inside her. She could feel the orgasm building with each stroke. Without warning it erupted inside of her. She clamped down hard on the thrusting organ and her knees buckled. Luckily he was ready and hoisted her to her feet without breaking the contact between them. He did allow her to lean her knees against the foot stool and continued his assault on her. And an assault it was. He was breaking her down, orgasm after orgasm ripped through her groin. Her breasts hung painfully full underneath her and her nipples ached to be touched.
His hands swarmed over her body. They pried her open and he feasted his eyes on her back door. Slowly he slid a finger down to tease it. Silently happy when her head snapped up as he did. He had never taken her anally and now was not the time. Instead he continued to tease her and probe at her as she mewled underneath him. It was becoming too much and reaching forward with his hand he placed them on her shoulders and thundered into her over and over again. He used the leverage of his longer frame to cram as much of his hardness into her. Sweat dripped off his face from his exertion but this was a fuck for the ages. When it was all over he must have deposited what felt like gallons into her. She actually screamed a short scream when he thrust and froze inside of her.
They ended up on the couch cuddling after. The sweat drying on him and her legs getting steady for her. She could feel his cum leak out of her as she lay curled against him. His hand was absently on her but and he could feel it too. Silently it was an incredible turn on for both of them and one they would remember for a long time as being the hottest it had ever been.
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Story sunday. Yeah i know it has been forever.
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Posted:Mar 26, 2017 5:13 pm
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Ok I used to do this quite regularly. In fact it was something that I used to be known for. It was a little porn for a Sunday. Here is another one. See if you like it and see if you want me to start this up again.
To say she was snoopy was too much. She preferred curious and today her curiosity was getting the better of her. She had lived on this floor by herself for too long. Finally the apartment across from hers was getting rented. She had heard the building gossip and suddenly there were movers tramping back and forth from the elevator into the open doorway opposite hers. She had spent at least an hour with her eye pressed to the security peephole and watched as the furniture was moved in.
What really got her mind working overtime was the last load that was brought up. They were almost crude looking pieces, like someone had cobbled together rough lumber and leather. A high backed chair went through and it was followed by what could only be a giant wooden T. What really made her imagination run away with her was the fact that she was certain that she saw cuff dangling from the end of each bar of the T. She felt her breathing and heart rate speed up when she realized he was some bondage freak.
Her eye was back at the peep hole when she heard a rumbling voice dismissing the movers. Then all light from the peep hole was gone as a giant back filled it. He was enormous. True she was barely over five feet herself but she pegged him at least six and a half feet tall. And in the grey hoodie was a body that must have been the old two axe handles wide. He completely filled the door frame and she was silently disappointed when her entertainment disappeared as he closed the door.
Intent on what she had seen she went to her laptop and pulled up all the info should could on bondage. It quickly led her to S&M stuff and that led her to putting her hand down into her pants and relieving the tension that her research was bringing. She paged through a billion pictures as her fingers pressed into her and teased her clitoris. Some of them were homemade and crude and some were professional models and well-lit and made up.
Finally her orgasm crashed in on her and she hung her head as her body shook in the chair where she sat. It was so good and so sudden. Her giant sized neighbor had done nothing but fan flames that she was not aware were smoldering in her.
It was about a month later that they had their first interaction. She was in the elevator and just as the door were about to close he thrust a hand the size of a pie plate into the doors triggering them to open again. He murmured his thanks and stood very quietly against the far wall away from her. He was very aware that his outsized body tended to intimidate people.
She noticed the towel and sweaty hair and assumed he was back from the in house gym. Funny she had always thought about going there and never got there. Here this walking slab of beef was barely into his new apartment a month and was making regular use of the facilities. She asked him how his work out was and his head snapped up almost ashamedly. Good he muttered. She could barely make out his voice and was lucky that she could read his lips.
He was glad that the bell dinged for their floor and gestured with his hand that she should lead the way. A couple of steps down the hall and they were fumbling for their keys. She took the opportunity to needle him a little and commented on seeing his statuary getting moved in. Inwardly she was pleased when a confused look came over his face and then suddenly comprehension shone through. He smiled and asked gently if she would like to see them up close.
Suddenly she was flustered and flushed and quickly blurted some other time as her key sank into the lock and she turned to the knob. Suddenly she was happy that there was a door or two between them. She almost ran to the laptop and finding her previous files of suggestive pictures she found herself again masturbating to the images. Again the orgasm robbed her of breath and voice it was so strong.
It was another couple of months before their paths crossed again. Only this time he was joined in the elevator car by a tall blonde. They were a stunning couple. She was flirty and very hands on and almost made the elevator car a porn set. He looked at his neighbor in the mirror and made eye contact. He reached a hand out and never breaking the eye contact reached out and covered the blondes closest breast and squeeze ever slightly. It brought all flirting to a sudden halt. The blonde’s mouth gaped open like a fish out of water. The only word said was Behave and it came with the same rumble she had heard before.
The elevator door couldn’t open soon enough and like water from a dam bursting they gushed into the hall way. His keys were out and had his door opened when he swatted the blonde dead on the ass with the sound of a gunshot. He turned to his diminutive neighbor and mumbled a quiet apology to her. Then he was into the apartment and more gunshot like slaps rang out.
Standing alone in the hallway air finally rushed back into her lungs and she felt weak in the knees. Like she had been saved from an auto wreck at the last second. Relieve flooded over her and she breathed easier but still imaged what this massive hand on her own small figure would feel like. Finally she went into her own apartment and laid quietly on her bed. She could hear the door across from her open a couple of hours later and a slow measured walk down the hall to the elevator. Entertaining was done across the way.
She would never know what prompted it but about three weeks later in the middle of a spring shower the two neighbors found themselves with the elevator car to themselves. Once again he was in the corner as far away from her as possible. Maybe it was the devil but she will never understand why she turned and simply said I think I want to see those sculptures up close.
All air left the elevator. At least it felt like that to her. She was very surprised when he simply looked at her and rumbled that she wasn’t ready. She began to argue but waited and when they exited on their floor she simply followed him, right on his heels. She plainly stated that she thought she was ready and followed him into the apartment.
It wasn’t that different from hers outside of the fact that the large bedroom was closed off and she could peek into the smaller bedroom and make out a used and messed bed. She stood at the threshold of the other bedroom and reached out and turned the knob. The first thing that registered to her was the whiteness of the room. The walls were draped in white linen and it made the three implements stand out that much more. There was the chair she had seen only now dressed with cuffs and a hood. The T stood on a small pedestal like a cross from some strange church. The third was like an overgrown massage table with spots to tie ropes and sections that swung in and out to different levels.
Along one wall was a wild mixture of leather and latex. Cuffs and floggers and masks and blind folds. Shackles and body chains were there as well as cotton rope and rough jute rope as well. She stood transfixed there. Forgotten were her jacket and bag. He effectively had moved them out of this seemingly sacred area. She reached out and gently stroked an item here or there. It was like all of the pictures she had seen on her laptop originated here, in this room. She felt her breath quicken and the beginning of arousal spread through her loins and chest. Her nipples tightened painfully.
Suddenly she could feel his presence behind him and this time she simply said again that she wasn’t ready. She almost stamped her foot like a little then and demanded that she was. He was immense in front of her and she almost winced when he reached past her to a satin blindfold and put it on her. She had barely adjusted to the darkness when she was physically lifted and swung on the table like a baby about to be changed.
Now it was very real. This was not an image on a laptop and she was very out of her depth. He easily captured both of her wrists and pinned them above her head. She squirmed and it wasn’t until she felt his face above hers and his whispered stop it. That she surrendered to him. She felt the soft restraints on her wrists and how they tightened against her. His presence was gone and then it was back. His large fingers worked the button and fly on her slacks and suddenly she was almost bent in half and they were stripped from her legs.
Her legs lay spread wide open, no shame felt and he could stare at her centre getting wetter and wetter. She felt the material lift on her blouse and a slight tug and her belly was exposed to the air. He was cutting the buttons off and revealing her bra and breasts. Secretly she was proud of her breasts. They stood out proud when she was upright. But now they had the habit of sliding flat on her body. It really mattered little another snip and her bra was reduced to two cups no longer joined in the middle anymore.
Her ragged breathing stopped suddenly when one of his large hands reached down and pinched a nipple hard. She arched her back and it didn’t help as his hand still gripping the tender bud lifted it up inches off her chest. Suddenly the air rushed all back in and she was slightly delirious with the pain pleasure that was going on her chest. Her legs shook involuntarily and she knew he was right. She wasn’t ready for this. It didn’t matter. His face came down and captured his mouth with his. Again his hand went to her chest and this time one slid into her wet pussy. She exploded against his hand. Over and over her hips thrust up against his hand. She may not be ready but she was getting there.
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Post travel weekend
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Posted:Oct 23, 2016 6:50 pm
Last Updated:Oct 24, 2016 2:47 pm
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Ok I will do the negative first because they are small annoyances more than anything else. First hotel, if you are on the busiest strips in the city try not to put anyone facing the street where ambulances and cops like to fire up sirens. One of the noisest rooms I have ever been in. Two, meat is delicious, it doesn't need a fancy sauce made of the rarest berries in north America to make it better. Save that shit for jam. And the bathroom was effing tiny. Not good for a giant man.
Positives. If I have any advice for anyone is get a great friend like missy. To be able to share everything with her and have her line up with my thinking on most everything is super cool. The other thing is her being totally honest about her job with my as she comes of age to be looking at possible future employment. My thanks to my ex girl for helping my expand a wardrobe and look kick ass. It was awesome. Still some mixed feelings from both of use but it is to be expected I guess. Big high five for woman working retail who took a real interest in getting my looking good.
On the meh side of the fence. As much fun as a four hour drive is with my is, I am not ready to do this again for a while. Too many fucking drivers feel the urge to change lanes without seeing my nice blue truck. Almost got hit three times today. Not cool.
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