How the hell did it become May 3rd already?
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Posted:May 3, 2009 7:29 pm
Last Updated:Jun 11, 2009 4:23 pm
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So I'm breezin' along thinking life is good, getting chores done, being productive. I think I even had a bluebird singing on my finger this morning... but upon further inspection that damned bird crapped on my shoe! It's Sunday the 3rd.
ACK! Storage unit is due, bills are due, school assignments need to be printed and organized, suitcase needs to be unpacked from last usage (nicknacks and comfort supplies still in there), and repacked for Thursday's trip. Shit!!! Did you hear that? THURSDAY's trip.
Turn in application packet tomorrow, get paint pan and new rolling equipment from the depot, pay storage unit, bring frappa-yum yums home, plot school day, do laundry, roll ceiling, maybe mow lawn, pay bills, make list of things still to accomplish for painting project, make packing list, make list of things to talk to counselor about, make a list of lists to keep all the lists straight.
OOOOohhhh.. my... I need to breathe. Center... oooohhhhhmmmm..
Oooooohhhhhhmmmmmm.. Oh my hell.. that's thunder and lightning outside.. I need to log off...and power down..
shoot... my to do lists...
sigh. I need to take a shower and get ready for work.
(See.. it's happening..... true colors and level of sanity is starting to show through...)
Run while you still can....
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So...What Do You Think About That?!
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Posted:Apr 28, 2009 7:23 am
Last Updated:Jun 2, 2009 2:25 pm
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Yesterday was an exceptionally decadent day for fantasies. The visual you left me with on Saturday, that big thick black dong with the suction cup and the flesh colored one, just slightly thinner and shorter... when you playfully stuck it to the wall and described the usefulness of that narrow wall, as was expected, I'm sure, you got my mind wandering. The vision of the mirror set up at one end of the hall and being able to watch the decadence from a different angle, third person point of view. Yessirrie Bob, you may have only nudged the ball...but it was enough to get it rolling.
The first time I got off I explored the idea of you fucking me with every toy in the house, stretching my moist hole until you could nearly sink the flesh colored dildo into my pussy. Recognizing that the moisture wasn't keeping up with the stretching, you deliberately positioned yourself mouth over my pussy, with at least a foot and a half gap. The pillows you have positioned under my upper back and neck allow me to watch the porn-star fix for moisture, as you allow a large dollop of spit to leave your lips and fall with a splatter, landing strategically on both of my strained pussy lips and the thick dong you were pressing into me. Pressing fervently, you feel the last give of resistance as my pussy spreads for your entertainment, allowing you to fill my stretched hole. A deep moan escapes my lips as I feel the thick presence burrowing deep into my body. After a few strokes you remove the now slick dong from my tight grip, and stand before walking away from me.
The dizziness of the moment lifts and I am suddenly aware of your absence. When I focus my attention on what your doing in the hall a warm blush begins to wash over me. I watch as you lay a towel down in the hall, and then you fold a blanket until it is as narrow as the towel. I watch as you lay the blanket over the towel and return to the room. You lean in and plant a kiss on my lips, and ask me what I am doing. "Wondering what you are doing.. " I reply. Without warning you reach behind me and pull the pillow from under my head. You take me by the hand and lead me to the hall. You have me lay down on the makeshift bed you've made and then with a devilish grin you take the flesh colored dong and give the suction cup a swift lick and purposefully secure it to the wall. "Up on all four.." you demand, in an assertive tone. My hesitance and deliberate slowness causes you to grab my body by the hips and help me to a "doggy" position. Roughly you pull me to the position you want me and guide my hips to the fleshy colored penis placing the tip on my now saturated hole. You push me back onto the tip until you see the edge of the head sink down between my lips. You watch as I start to push back against the dong, flexing and arching my back in deliberate fuck motions. A loud and unexpected swat is delivered to my ass, by a cupped but relaxed hand. The sound echoes through the hall, while the blood rushes to outline the hand-print. "Not yet" you warn in a tone that sounds stern but forced. I glance over my shoulder at you and can see you're barely able to contain your smile, as you gently massage the hand-print rising on my cheek.
Positioning yourself before me, with a leg on each side of me you're cock stretches and grows in front of me. Guiding my mouth you take my lips to your cock and offer it for my wet kisses. I flicker my tongue appreciatively across the thickening head of your cock. Cupping my jaw in your hand you demand me to "take it" pulling my mouth towards you. Playfully I resist, resisting my fevered desire to engulf your entire cock and feel you thicken with each stroke, in my mouth. You reach up and pinch my nose with two fingers, while holding me in place by the grip. As soon as my lips part to take in a small breath of air, you waste no time at all, before roughly forcing your cock into my mouth. In the midst of playful resistance you manage to force your cock into my mouth while impaling my pussy on the thick dong jutting out from the wall. Feeling it suddenly pressing my insides apart, and then feeling you rhythmically thrust your hips in time with the music playing in the background. All in all giving me little time to adjust for the sudden fullness in my pussy. The heat builds in my body, feeling you fuck my mouth deeper with each stroke, my saliva becomes thick and abundant, escaping the corners of my mouth in a white froth, trickling down creating strings of saliva that extend from my mouth to the head of your cock with each complete withdrawal.
Pretty soon the rhythmic fucking of my mouth, slow and deliberate, boils your seed deep inside until you can feel it rising, coursing through your swollen shaft until you can nearly stand it no more. You're thrusts become so urgent in my mouth that it forces my body back and forth in a fucking motion back and forth on the slippery dong. Soon my slick pussy is pistoning over the toy as if it were attached to a fucking machine, driving the violating rod in until it hits the bottom of my pussy and like a spring board bounces back until just the head of the rubber cock is contained within the swollen lips, before pistoning back against it, over and over. I heard you say something about watching the scene in the mirror and then I felt your cock thicken and your hands grasp the back of my head holding me in place while you deposited spurt after spurt of your hot seed down the back of my throat, guttural grunts emphasizing each thick dollop of cum as it endlessly spewed into my mouth, and overflowing out the corners until there was a slick coat of cum and saliva across my chin.
It was this, being used for your perverse desires and filled from both ends that toppled me over.... the first time..
There were several variations I used of this fantasy.. and yes, even at one point, I had you on all fours with your face buried in my pussy, finger fucking me and gnawing on my clit, while I encouraged you to "back up on it, take it, deeper.. feel that fucking rubber cock spread you open. Come on, let it spread you open, open enough that I can work my hand into your ass and feel your orgasm from the inside..... which of course sent my ass way over again. I don't know that I could say anything like that out loud, but in my mind.... I sounded so fucking in charge that it sent me over quickly. You didn't stand much of a chance before you tumbled over either, so I don't know what your smirking at there Mister.
heheheh... welpers, I hope you enjoy your day.. and that this doesn't cause too much of a distraction at work. If it does, call me and let me know ... hehhehe.. It'll stroke my ego something fierce!
I hope you have a incredibly randy Tuesday. Know that I plan on violating your body again, maybe even before you've had a chance to read this.... who knows, you might be all crumpled and in a heap at the foot of my bed, before you've even had your morning break....
Yours, to do with as you please...
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Excuse me Sir, I think you've mistaken me for....
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Posted:Apr 20, 2009 10:00 am
Last Updated:May 24, 2009 8:31 pm
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I try not to generalize, as it is very ineffective in catagorizing people and personalities.. however.. I will make an exception today.
This blog is not for the morons who send out thier cute little one liners... because they aren't going to read it.. shit.. I can't even get them to read my profile, what makes me think they will browse around my blog to get a little insight to my psyche.
This blog is for all the women and men who KNOW what the hell I am talking about here. Unfortunately those are the people that already get it... and once again, the message will be lost on the audience it should be intended for.
Hey.. wanna fuck?
Give me a chance, you never know...
I guarentee I am better than anything you've ever had...
I'm off work this afternoon and my wife is at the salon..
what are you doing?
I've written you a couple times and you haven't replied,
you must be fake or a poser...
Why don't you give me a chance, I can make you cum like no
other...
You've never had someone as (good, sexy, long lasting,
hung, talented, etc) as me
Really the list goes on, and those are the relatively tame ones. I've even had the ones that are scary, like:
I'm going to pound your pussy so hard you wont be able to
use it for a week...
I'm going to fuck you so hard with my big cock that it will
split you in two...
hehehe.. that is one of my personal favorites.. split me in two.. hehehe.. Damn.. that would hurt.
So my point here is that those type of lines typically wouldn't work in a bar, a laundry mat, a grocery store.. or at work.. or any other the hundreds of places people pick people up at.... so what is it about this forum (online) that makes people (men specifically) think that since it doesn't work anywhere else it should work here?
I receive an average of 5-10 emails a day, mostly with one liners as I mentioned above. But what is more annoying than the one liner fuck me offers.. is the ones who just shoot an email out without reading anything from the profile.
Is it egocentrism that makes people think that even though a profile says - Not Looking... or indicates very specifically what a person is looking for, is it egocentrism that makes them believe that they might be the one exception to the blurb?
I'm pretty clear about what I am looking for.. and I am very clear on the fact that I am not going to entertain deception or games with regard to the man I am head over heals for... despite that WE might play together with someone, in the right setting or circumstance.... so what part of that concept makes other men feel compelled to challenge that thought.. or to suggest to meet on the sly and see if we click... because I just don't know what I'm missing....
Ack. The likelihood is that I DO know what I am missing. And I am relieved about it. I choose to be with the man I am with.. because he is like no other. The "other" I speak of, is what turned me off to relationships with men for so long... so unless you have a third hand growing out of your back, or your cock is longer than your right leg... or you can bend spoons with your mind.. you are likely to be very similiar to many other men I have known or have been with.. and so yes, I do know what I am missing.. and yes.. I am relieved.
Wow... what started out as a annoyed thought, has become a full blown rant. Pft.
Well.. I know I certainly feel better.
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I had a patient go down on me today.
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Posted:Apr 20, 2009 8:49 am
Last Updated:Apr 26, 2009 5:22 am
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Catchy Title eh? I thought it sounded a little provocative.
The only way it really fits the subject is in the abstract way that that it doesn't fit the subject at all.
I will attempt to pull this all full circle so that you can see the relationship.
I'm a little on edge today, despite good rest, and a relatively easy workload this morning. I had what we call "A Near Miss" this morning with a patient. He nearly fell to the floor in the middle of my exam, however I was able to catch him and guide him gently down to the floor with only minimal impact to my feet and his ego. It isn't super uncommon to have a patient get weak-kneed during an exam, but it is uncommon to be able to get him to the floor without hurting either of us.
So in conversation, I was relaying the incident to a co-worker and I said "I had a patient go down on me today". Though outside of our field this statement might raise eyebrows - anyone that has been a clinician for more than a day knows that we don't let patients "GO DOWN" on us.. it is a literal sense, rather than the alternative. Insurance would never let us bill for something like that. 
Anyways, I was teased and harrassed about letting a patient go down on me... despite the fact that when the department head walked in, this same co-worker jumped at the opportunity to tell them that I had a patient go down on me... and though I saw her smile just a bit, she did announce that perhaps we should find another way of describing the incident.
Hmmm.. I know what she is saying... however I can't imagine a more true to the incident way of saying it. Plus... the reaction is delightful.
It got you here reading it - didn't it?!
LOL... What a way to start a Monday!
Bi
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I may have misplaced an orgasm. Has anyone seen it?
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Posted:Apr 19, 2009 6:26 pm
Last Updated:Apr 20, 2009 6:18 pm
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Alrighty... I kind of lost track of my count down -
By orgasms and days!
I had multiple orgasms on date night/morning... and I think one or two more than I had counted towards the average... so I either need to slow down on the orgasms.. or speed up on the days!
18 days left to go (on the 19th heheh I like that) and hmmm.. lets' see.. I'll take a stab at it and say maybe about 40-42 orgasms to go 
I could have had one or two today, but my priorities were all fucked up. I was so focused on getting the tent trailer up and inspected for the season that I blew my potential playtime with hard labor. Ack.
Guess we'll have to see about changing my priorities when I get a little window of freedom
18 days... wow.. eek.
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53.4 orgasms
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Posted:Apr 15, 2009 8:00 am
Last Updated:Apr 19, 2009 6:30 pm
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Countdown Update
22 days.
16 working days till our trip
14 working days till my leave starts
6 weekend days before we leave
3 date nights.
Hmmm.. 22 days.. at 1-2 orgasms a day for 6 days and 4 or 5 orgasms for one day per week....
17 orgasms averaged per week, with 3 weeks and 1 day to go... hmmm that means in about 53.4 orgasms we should be leaving for CA!!!
grins..
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23 Days to CA
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Posted:Apr 14, 2009 6:36 pm
Last Updated:Apr 24, 2009 9:01 am
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We've got a trip coming up.
We = he and I.
We are going to the Bay Area for almost a week in May.
Does anyone have any recommendations for some adult fun establishments in the area? How about any decadent stores or playspots?
23 days until we leave!!.... Man I am just friggen wet with anticipation!
Are you counting down too baby???
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Some days you're the windshield, some days you're the bug.
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Posted:Apr 14, 2009 8:23 am
Last Updated:Apr 17, 2009 4:35 pm
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I've got a stick up my ass today. Not far, just a little outta reach. Reamed by a patient, reamed by a nurse, reamed by a resident (wanna be God), and unsupported by a manager in a decision I made.
Told that in order to keep the shift I have I may have to come to days every few months and work, and that on top of it all.. I have to compete for the position - despite the fact that I've had the position for 3 months now, and nobody else in the department wants it.
It looks like my will be blowing me off again today for his lessons, and there is going to be snow in the mountains soon that I fear I won't be able to use.
I passed the "drop dead" date for my efforts to stop smoking. Again. My sister hasn't called about the car I am buying, and I'm feeling like I should have heard something by now.
My spirit wants to go walking on the fire break road, but my body is telling me to sit and spin instead. And this fucking period wont go away.
Ok. That was a little bit of a whiner. The Rule of Reese is that you must counter your negativity with something positive... so let me take a minute and inventory my positives.
I have a job and income that puts a roof over my family's head and food in my family's belly.
My family and I have good health and spirits.
There is an amazing man in my life that intrigues my senses, and compliments my spirit. I feel wanted, desired, and yes, loved.
My friends are true and genuine, though few, and a source that can be relied upon.
The view from my living room is spectacular.
I enjoy my life.
One really can't ask for much more.
A huge Thank You to he who is deeply intertwined in my life, and to those who slip in and out to read my musings. I'm sure having a platform to ramble has reduced my co-pay expenses to my shrink considerably!
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Ma'am, do you mind if I stick my tongue in your 's ass?
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Posted:Apr 9, 2009 8:35 am
Last Updated:Apr 21, 2009 12:08 pm
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In hindsight, I have no idea why I was so nervous. I'd met parents before. She wasn't the first Mom I'd met.... and when it came down to it, I knew it was only a short visit, hell.. dinner. Most of the time we were shovelling food into our mouths. So again, in hindsight, it was nothing to sweat. But I did.
Perhaps it was the first time I'd sat across from the woman that brought this wonderful man into the world. One who's presence warms my mind, body and soul. Maybe it was because I am coming to the realization of whom I've met, and how that is challenging how I've looked at things in the past.
Or maybe.. just maybe it is because when she looks into my eyes I fear she will see through the thin veil of decency and see what decadence I have planned later for her . Can she see that I immediately undress him with my imagination everytime we're in each other's presence? What would she think if she knew that I loved to take his cock into my mouth and push his knees up towards his chest and slide my nipple all over his asshole while the head of his cock jockeys for space deep in my throat. That when I come up for air, I like to suck each of his balls into my mouth, and that if I had just a little more room I'd take both into my mouth and roll my tongue around them.
It's never anything a Mother wants to think about when sitting across from the new boyfriend or girlfriend, or any other time for that matter. So as a Mother, why did I think she would think about such things?
Maybe it was because I was thinking about the lovely moan he makes when I push his legs up even further and place my tongue on his sensitive asshole, slick with my saliva, extending it as hard as I can, pressing into his tight ring... fucking it in and out and feeling his hips press back against my mouth. The quiver and relaxation of his body, acceptance of my tongue. Saliva making my face wet from cheek to cheek while I gingerly fuck his ass with my stiff tongue. After making his ass slick with my spit, I like to pull away and take his cock back into my mouth, replacing the tongue fucking with a wet finger fuck, feeling his cock thicken as I probe my finger deep into his ass, pressing upward, feeling for that magic gland that loves to be touched.
Ok, so the thoughts that I had sitting at the table.. across from the maker of The Curler of My Toes.. they weren't quite as decadent as above.. because I admit, I'm firing for effect here! But I did have some random blushes escape as I thought about what a generous, incredibly enthusiastic, and gifted lover she had brought into the world.
So there we go. It's done, we've met now, and I'm back to sodomizing her . And him sodomizing me!
Yippie!
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It's Feeding Time (again)... Bring on the MEAT
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Posted:Apr 7, 2009 6:27 pm
Last Updated:Apr 11, 2009 4:15 pm
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It's likely the DP porn and period talking again, but damn I am randy as fuck.
I got off a little earlier and it looks like I may have to do the same again. My ache seems to remain despite the release of an orgasm. It's times like this that I find myself undressing men as they pass, and smelling women to see if I can catch their scent.
Todays fantasy flavor has been geared towards giving head to two men. One delicious cock in each hand. Lovely mental image for me there. One cock eagerly pounding away at my moist mouth while the other strokes in and out of my firm hand.
I shared this thought with The Curler of My Toes and he just added kerosene to the fire. He said that he would want to be playing with me, and stroking in and out of my sopping pussy while I took another man in my mouth. That just started all sorts of decadent thoughts. His hand in my hair forcing my head to bob up and down on this cock twitching before me, while stroking his cock with long deliberate strokes up into my aching pussy. The feeling of balls slapping against my chin while my lovers sack repeated slaps my clit with each forceful stroke.
All this stemming from my idea of taking a male friend to the meet and greet with us. I just thought damn, wouldn't it be decadent to walk into a M&G with two good looking men one on each arm, meet... flirt... and then thank my friend for coming with us by offering up a blowjob while my baby watches. Of course from there, I thought why should he just watch, maybe the scene of watching this man's cock thrust in and out of his sweethearts mouth would arouse an inner fire in him. Maybe he would feel compelled to stroke his cock for me while I went down on our guest. Of course if he has his cock out, I would want to kiss it.. and with a flick of an eye.. there I am two cocks jutting out at me... waiting for my sensual mouth and eager lips to engulf them.... how could I help myself.
See.. and that was how it all started. Quite innocently. Truth be told, it isn't a completely unfathomable thing... I mean..it isn't that big of a bark from a bite if you just stop at a blowjob.
I am sure that there is an abundancy of men out there that would be willing to meet up with us.. for a blowjob even... and be willing to walk away after blowing a load across my chest, or down my throat.... for the viewing pleasure of my baby... and my own decadent pleasures.
Another similar decadent fantasy would be my lover offering my mouth up to someone, his choosing and his pleasure... of course I would comply just for the mere pleasure of his smile, but to feel his ownership... his leasing of my mouth to another... for his enjoyment (of course mine is in there too.. but his hedonistic pleasure foremost).. yep.. to be used .. yikes.. we're starting to slip into a whole different fetish and fantasy...
Ok. I have to go buzz the ole clit now. I have a juicy wet spot that needs some tending to.
Baby.. oh baby.. I wish you were here to tend to my cookies!
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Too pooped to party
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Posted:Mar 21, 2009 10:13 pm
Last Updated:Mar 29, 2009 7:10 pm
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I so wanted to get on tonight and go into detail of how wonderfully swollen my pussy is, and how my clit is protruding from between both sets of lips and making gasps escape my lips each time I sit squarely on anything. I admit, I have been fucked so hard, and so many times this weekend, in fact, so well fucked that I am exhausted. Dehydrated, exhausted, and tender.. I love going to bed this way.
There is one saving grace though: there is a cock on the other side of the county that is red and raw...
I am going to bed, and I'm taking my swolln pussy with me...
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