Ride 'Em, Cowboy!
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Posted:Mar 11, 2008 12:29 am
Last Updated:Mar 18, 2008 11:10 pm
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Mission accomplished!
Saturday was our Rodeo Day and, although I reallly wanted to do the whole rodeo thing and see all the sights, try all the food, buy some really nice Western clothes, watch the rodeo events, and see Martina McBride, my real mission was to saddle up some hard ridin' cowboy and ride HIM until I milked him dry.
I love wearing all the western glitz that I can't wear on a daily basis, but I came accross a really neat jeans "riding skirt" a couple of years back that I save for "special occasions". It's not a mini and, as a matter of fact, is quite the prim and proper knee length, with only a slight flare. The part I like, though, is that it's made to adapt to be a riding skirt by unzipping four long zippers (2 front & 2 back) that go from the hem up almost to the hip so the wearer can unzip them and then swing a leg over a and ride. Very nice and innocent.
Naturally, for me, I can unzip them and BE RIDDEN as it allows easy access to MY saddle!
We did all the tourist-y things, and even rode some rides. I was hoping we'd get stopped all the way at the top of the ferris wheel for a while, so I could give Hubby a top-of-the-world blow job, but no such luck. Next time. Naturally, I loved the Ford truck display, and even won one of their goofy games by knowing truck trivia.
The events were fun, and I zeroed in on two events: the Saddle Bronc Riding, and the Bareback Bronc Riding. Mostly because I envisioned that's the way I wanted to be ridden - HARD - but for a lot more than 8 seconds! LOL
When I had seen enough, I headed outside to see where the guys all headed. I guess they use the stadium locker rooms to change and freshen up, but I knew they had to be staying somewhere else, so I just snooped until I saw a few headed accross to where there were a shitload of trailers - both and people - parked.
Jackpot!
There was a gate and a guard (of sorts) checking passes, but I slid in with a group unnoticed and started my hunt. Many of the guys travel with girlfriends/wives, some of whom also compete, so I had to choose carefully so I didn't end up getting shot by some jealous bitch. All I want to do is fuck him, not steal him forever!
There was a group of six guys and two girls gathered around one of the trailers, gabbing and looking over one of the horses. The had an injury and couldnt be ridden so they were tending to it. I slipped into the group and listened for clues as to my cowboy.
It seemed two were without females, so I hung close to them and chatted with them until they realized I didn't belong there. When they asked what the Hell I was doing there, I just said I was a fan and wanted to check things out up close and personal.I asked if one of them could show me around and show me what a real cowboy is like.
I made sure I said it so they would know what I meant, and they did. Both my targets offered to sow me around, and jokingly tried to outdo each other with their eagerness. I suggested that two would be better than one, and off we went, arm-in-arm.
We started off VERY inncoently, with them actually showing me the horses and explaning the differences, until we came upom a male sporting a huge erection. I was surprised, as somehow I thought the male horses were always gelded, but this guy was ready to go! I'd heard of women sucking and fucking animals - especially horses, but even I don't see how that's possible. Naturally I HAD to comment on his dick, and ask "if cowboys took after their horses".
One of the guys, Bobby from Oklahoma said, "No. They take after US!"
That's all I needed to hear.
"Oh, and you can prove that?"
"If he can't, I can." said my other guy - Johnny. I think he was from Wyoming or Wisconsin. Something with a W.
In mere seconds I was standing inside a trailer, sandwiched between two horny cowboys with jeans down to their knees. The sounds of Zzzzzzzzzzzip, Zzzzzzzzzzip, Zzzzzzzzzzzip, Zzzzzzzzzzzzzip could be heard as their rough hands pulled up my zippers and scoured my skin causing a sandpaper-like feeling of pleasure and pain.
Well, neither exactly measured up to horsey, but they represented well, and didn't embarass the cowboy spirit.
Bobby, the Bronc rider lived up to his craft, and gave me the ride I was looking for. His coarse hands lifted me up by my thighs so he could plow into me hard and fast. Johnny, the steer wrestler, was a better match for the and really put my lights out going backdoor on me while Bobby went for the Pussy Riding Championship.
I'd been DP'd many times, but not standing up in a dark trainer being pounded by two horny cowboys who hadn't had a woman in weeks. They made up for lost time!
When Johnny came first and pulled away, Bobby eased down to a sitting position with me on his lap, allowing me to control some of the action. Now it was my turn to thrash away at his dick as hard as I could until he lurched up in a huge cum-blast that had us both giving screams of joy.
When we looked around, Johnny was already gone, so I guess he got what he wanted.
So did I!
I left my shredded panties there as a souviner and headed back to watch what was left of Martina's show.
Hubby showed up about ten minutes later with an ear-to-ear grin and the barely-legal blonde who was sitting next to us stuck to him like velcro.
"She felt sorry for me sitting here all alone" Her tight jeans had a definite tell-tlae wet spot, and she looked like she was walking a lot more bow-legged than last time I saw her, so that was all he needed to say.
We both got our Rodeo Rides!
I love Rodeo Day!
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Photos!
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Posted:Mar 7, 2008 11:16 am
Last Updated:Mar 18, 2008 11:11 pm
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Took a quick lunch break - no sex  - and logged on to see the photos Peter nad Hubby posted after I went to sleep.
I guess I really do have a nice, fuckable butt!
What amazed me was how big Jacques' dick looks in the photos. I mean I knew it was big while I was doing it, but it looks even bigger now that I see the photos. I was too horny at the time to think about it, but that thing is scary-big. No wonder I hurt for days!
Anyway, I hope y'all like them, and we'll post some more soon.
M.
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Another Fucking Good Photo Session
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Posted:Mar 7, 2008 12:11 am
Last Updated:Mar 18, 2008 11:11 pm
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Well, we got some more new photos ready for posting. Peter will have to delete some of the older ones, but you've all seen those already anyway.
I know you like to read about and see me being fucked, but some of you were asking for pics of only me, so we're including some shots of just my pussy and butt. We just had a great butt-fuck session and my butt was nicely puckered so we'll put those in too.
There's also some older ones you haven't seen yet, but I'll leave it to my photo editor, Peter, to decide how many he can use. I'm sure he'll want to post some of he and I that Hubby snapped for him.
Now that they've worked me over nicely for the last few hours, I'm heading off to bed (ALONE) while they finish up the albums.
Let us know if you like the new ones, and if there's anything special you'd all like to see. Except my mug, as that's still off limits for now.
Here's a tease:
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Not Much Lately!
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Posted:Mar 5, 2008 12:42 am
Last Updated:Mar 7, 2008 11:24 am
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Well, I'm in a bit of a dry spell. The only one I've fucked lately (other than Hubby) was Blondie we picked up at Hooters a few days ago.
But, I have been having fun watching guys on webcams.
Last night, gonzilla2 put on a great show for me, and we cybersexed together until we both came with him shooting a big load for me that looked so good I could almost taste it. He got me so horny, I had to go into the bedroom and suck Hubby awake until he gave me a proper mouthful so I could get to sleep.
I'm actually having fun on a Group site here called "Girls Watching Guys on Cam Cum". Most of the guys are under the delusion that they have really big dicks, but only a few live up to their hype. Still, it's good entertainment.
One of these days, when I get brave or foolish enough to let you all see me face-to-face, I'll cam some of my sessions. Hubby wants to, but I don't want to be recognized on the street corner by everyone who's seen me. Maybe I'm just paranoid.
Anyway, we have Rodeo tickets for this weekend, and I plan to get my first public Rodeo fucking somewhere on the grounds. Maybe I'll go into the cowboys' area and have a few of them ride me hard and put me up wet.
As the song says;
"Save a , Ride a Cowboy"
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Stress Makes Me Horny
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Posted:Feb 26, 2008 11:37 pm
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2008 12:42 am
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As does just about everything alse! LOL!
We visited our Headhunter today to get an idea of our prospects.
As we sat there, listening to his presentation, Hubby had his hand innocently on my leg. No rubbing, no groping, just a casual hand on my leg. And yet, feeling his hand on me, and staring at our presenter's steely-blue eyes was getting me horny.
I guess I am a full-fledged slut.
After a half-hour, I had to excuse myself for a ladies room break. My clit was begging for attention, and it was going to get it in the ladies room, or right there in his office.
I'm glad Hubby took notes, as my brain was elsewhere. When we headed back to our cars, I told Hubby, "Let's get home quick. I need to get laid, NOW!"
He wanted to go for a drink to celebrate (Oh, yes, we got good news about prospects).
Sorry, pussy juice and cum are more intoxicating than wine!
"Let's do both." he said.
OK, I'm thinking pouring champagne all over me as he fucks me.
He's thinking a bar. OK, but he'd better make up for lost time once we get down to business!
Hmmmmm. A quick drink and a slow fuck? Whatever!
Just to be a bitch, I stroked his dick all the way there until I could see drops of his wet jiuice start seeping through his pants.
He took us to Hooter's and I'm thinking, so we both get to be horny over big breasts in tight tops, too! Works for me!
We ordered our beers (I think you get thrown out if you order wine in Hooter's - LO , and he says,
"Pick one"
"No, thanks. I'm horny, not hungry" thinking he is talking about the menu.
"No, dummy. Pick a GUY!"
"WHAT? A GUY?!?!"
"Sure. You said you're in need of serious fucking. Pick one, and let's bring him home for a few hours."
Is it any wonder why I LOVE this guy?!?!
My pussy's radar zeroed in on a long haired blonde with big arms, and a hefty bulge. Hubby went over and, I don't know what he said, but the guy almost knocked people over getting to our table.
Beers chugged, checks paid, pussy wet, dicks hard!
I rode with blondie following Hubby home, stroking dick all the way, while blondie's hand explored all he could of me without causing an accident.
Blondie & I started undressing each other and hubby came up behind me rubbing his dick into my butt while he helped.
Blondie's dick was really nice and, while it looked like just the thing to wash down my beer, my pussy needed attention first. Besides, I had two dicks to play with, so my throat would get it's share.
I layed accross the bed with my head draped over the edge so that while Blondie slid his dick deep into my pussy, Hubby could stand alongside the bed and slide his meat into my mouth.
Unfortunately Blondie came immediately - in like 15 seconds - and almost killed my high, but there's more than one way to milk a dick.
As he rolled off me looking embarrased, I didn't give him a chance to quit on me. I switched off, and stuffed his big limp dick in my mouth and got on my knees so Hubby could finish my pussy off doggie style while I worked on bringing our guest back to life.
It took a while, but I was having great fun sucking him back to full hard little by little, feeling him grow inside my throat while Hubby gave my pussy and butt a good going over from behind.
Hubby started pumping a huge load of cum into my butt and, before he was done, pulled out and sprayed my butt and back with his warm juices, rubbing his sticky honey all over my quivering skin. Sooooo good! Then he excused himself and headed to the bathroom, leaving my newly hard guest to probe every inch of me. This time, he kept his hard-on at full strength and really fucked me good and hard until my pussy let out a terrific string of quaking orgasms. And this time when he exploded into me, I was ready for it and loved the great feeling of gobs of hot cum filling me up and squishing out and all over me again. He took his cue from Hubby and shot the last spurts onto me and rubbed his warm cum all over my pussy, stomach, and legs. What a wonderful warm, gooey sensation!
For a second I wondered where Hubby went until I saw the flashes of light that told me he was taking pics for our album. We'll get them posted soon.
We sent our guy off with a smile on his face and a few pounds of cum lighter.
Hooter's still remains the ultimate pick-up spot!
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Decision Time - And a Little Diversion
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Posted:Feb 22, 2008 11:07 pm
Last Updated:Feb 25, 2008 9:05 pm
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Well, we've been talking and are definitely staying in Houston.
Now, the only decision left is for Hubby to take the buyout, or take the postiion change.
There's pluses and minuses to both:
The buyout gives us money to live on while he goes job hunting, and may get something better. But maybe not. Craps shoot.
The downsize keeps all our benefits, stock options, and retirement in place, and there's the possibility of moving back up in time. Just a little rough in the meantime. Plus, I'd have to get my butt back to serious work.
I guess we're leaning to the downsize, but he's scouring the job market just like a ballplayer who's about to become a free agent. Just in case he's meeting with a headhunter agency next week to get an evaluation. I might go too, to see if I'm still worth six figures like I used to be before bailing on the corporate world. Even if I can get close, that would take some pressure off. I just hate going back to that world. Rules. Lecherous bosses. Tight-assed VP's. Office politics. Bullshit.
We talked about it over dinner, and will let the chips fall where they may after meeting with everyone next week. Then I needed diversion - you know what that means!
It's Hubby's Domme night, so I was getting ready to go on my own meat hunt when he once again invited me to join him. I told him many times that it isn't my thing, and I didn't relish the sight of him being some 300# Mistresses Sub.
"Where did you get that idea?" he said.
"I saw some of your e-mails."
"Boy, did you get it wrong! Now you HAVE to come. If you don't like what you see, you can always leave."
What the Hell. Might as well humor him a little. After all, he's the one who's really going through all this work bullshit, and I ned to support him and give in a little every now and then.
"OK, Let's go"
When we got there, I was surprised by the house. I half envisioned something like the Munster's or the Addam's Family house. It was actually quite nice. You'd never guess what was going on inside.
Then the real surprise. Hubby is the Dom, and his girl is the sub! And she's drop-dead GORGEOUS! It's a good thing I don't get jealous, because she's a real hottie! The second we got inside, he took control and ordered her (Angela) to her knees. He introduced me as her "guest Mistress", and ordered her to greet me by kissing my pussy!
DAMN! I just might like this!
Then the part I didn't like. She was not allowed to walk upright unless necessary, but had to crawl almost everywhere on her hands and knees.
I don't like that type of humiliation. It was like she wasn't human. I mean, I know that's part of it, and she probably really WANTS that treatment, but it's hard to watch. I beared with it for a while to get an idea of the whole scene.
He had her strip and put on her "outfit" of leather with rings and straps for tying and binding, and then she rounded up all the toys, tools, ropes, paddles, and whips.
Except for the role-reversal, the rest went as I would have expected, with Hubby ordering all sorts of different actiities, and spanking or whipping her for any "errors", or just "because".
She did suck his dick (and my pussy) but there was no penetration, except for didos and all sorts of implements. Some of them so huge, they MUST have hurt. I would never try them, and I've taken some huge dicks in my life.
I was part aroused and part uneasy. Like watching a car wreck. You know you shouldn't, but you can't help it. Being me, the aroused part was taking over.
Then, Hubby told her, "She (meaning me) wants to fuck you. Get it."
I'm thinking, go get WHAT?
She reached into their "toy chest", put something in her mouth and crawled over to me and dropped it at my feet, like a puppy bringing in the newspaper.
It was a Strap-on with a HUGE dildo attached, that made Hubby look like one of the Seven Dwarfs.
"Do it!" he ordered.
Angela picked it up and strapped it to my naked pussy, and I got a bit of a surprise. the dildo thingy is actually double-sided, with one end designed to enter the wearer's pussy. It was easy for her to push it into my wet pussy, and then I got another surprise. My end wasn't as big as her end, but my end vibrated!
"Now fuck her!"
I didn't know if the command was meant for her or for me - or for both of us - but I didn't really care. I had my eyes fixed on her pussy already. She turned around and assumed a submissive doggy position and started begging me to fuck her.
I really wanted to ram that dildo into her but, even though I had seen huge things going into her pussy and butt earlier, I was almost afraid to jam this monster into her. I kneeled behind her, too aim, and pushed the tip slowly to her pussy lips, trying to guess how I should do this when she jerked back into me hard, swallowing about half of the probe into her stretched pussy.
Hubby slapped her butt really HARD, startling me and making her release her pussy grip on the monster.
"Wait for it! You don't get it until she gives it to you. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Master"
It was too weird hearing someone refer to him like that, and even weirder seeing him treat someone like that. But she was loving it, and my vibrating pussy still had me desperate to see if I could get this thing into her.
I went back to work. This time with a greater sense of purpose as the vibe was making my pussy control my actions, and telling my body to give it to her good. I got a greater appreciation for a guys ability to direct his dick into a gyrating woman as I tried to find the right opening and angle to her swaying pussy to drive it into her. Once I got the tip into her, she started shaking in anticipation, and I started imagining that this must be how it looks to a guy, and got incredibly aroused at the thought. As I pushed into her pussy and she started arching her back and whimpering, I had this huuge surge of a feeling of power that I was controlling her pleasure like this.
Now I am starting to realize the feeling guys get when they have this effect on us. It's downright addictive. I found myself enjoying not just my vibrating pussy sending waves of orgasms into me, but the MENTAL orgasms of knowing I was driving the same orgasms 12" deep into her pussy at the same time.
I guess I lost control and started really pounding into her, because Hubby had to caution me to take it easy on her, and her yelps were from both pleasure and pain and I realized I was jamming that whole thing into somewhere it didn't really fit.
When I finally snapped out of it, I realized that I was a dizzy with my own orgasms and drunk with the sense of power I had over her.
I had tears in my eyes that I couldn't explain and, when Angela turned around, she had tears in her eyes too, and I understood at once that they were from the mix of pleasure and pain that we had both just experienced.
It was like for that ten or fifteen minutes I wasn't really me. It was like I was watching it happen between two other people as I stood there.
I was as drained as I had ever been after sex!
Without missing a beat, Hubby took back over and had her continue to perform for him, but I was DONE! I got dressed and waited for him, sprawled out on the couch in the living room, while they continued their games.
On the way home, Hubby didn't say much about it. He never does tell about his nights with her. I asked, he didn't answer. Just said she got what she wanted.
My brain is still spinning with a mix of feelings and emotions. I had an incredible, almost indescribably amazing experience, but at the expense of abusing Angela the way I would never want done to me.
But were we really abusing her?
She wanted it, didn't she? Or did she?
Did I really hurt her? Or pleasure her?
I'm sooooooo confused.
Anyway, I think I'm finished with that scene for good. Once is enough. He can have it.
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MILF On the Move?
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Posted:Feb 21, 2008 8:04 pm
Last Updated:Mar 11, 2008 10:27 pm
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DAMN!
CRAP!
SHIT!
FUCK!
@*#%$&*^&^()
I've been trying not to mention this, as I kept hoping it would go away. It won't
Hubby's company is "reorganizing". He (we) have choices:
1)Move to one of the company's other administrative offices; Midland-Odessa, New York, Oklahoma City
2)Take a contract buy-out and find another job
3)Stay here but be "downsized" position-wise and financially
We're both born and bred Texans, so New York and Oklahoma are pretty much out. Midland-Odessa?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? Dream on!
Downsizing financially would mean either I'd have to get a real full-time job in my real profession (No, NOT ! LOL!), or we'd have to downsize our lifestyle. Neither too appealing.
Take the buy-out (huge, but not life-changing) and try to find something equivilent in a slowing economy? Before poverty sets in? Good luck with THAT!
CRAP!
What's worse, is that this happens end-of-month!
Double CRAP!
What to do?
What to do?
What to do?
Uncertainty and tough choices were starting to breed mild depression as we weighed options.
The more we talked about it tonight, the more I needed some carnal activity to soothe my nerves. Thankfully, Hubby was feeling the same way, and ended the conversation (for now) by ripping my clothes off and fucking my brains out for the last two hours. A mouthful of cum in the shower afterwards went a long way towards relieving my stress. It's a good thing that a hard dick is also a good cure for mild depression!
We love Houston, but I guess I could be happy anywhere there is a good supply of big, hard dicks. Maybe.
Maybe that thing wouldn't be so bad.
Better than the alternatives? Maybe.
In the meantime, I'll just think happy thoughts. Like this:
Any ideas?
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Dreary Day - Perfect For Fantasies
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Posted:Feb 20, 2008 8:20 pm
Last Updated:Feb 21, 2008 7:24 pm
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When I got up this morning, I was already looking forward to geting off work early (like every Wednesday), and finding a nice ripe dick to peel and eat.
But, by the time 3:00 rolled around, the rain was pouring down, and my visions of being out in the fresh air, grass on my back, bare breasts swaying in the breeze, pussy filled with man-meat, and orgasms flowing through my naked body as passersby cheered, had all but died.
Don't get me wrong, I tried! I like sex out in the rain, but a GENTLE rain, not a typhoon!
I stopped at Stafucks for a Latte and a scan of available bulges. All I found were a pack of drowned rats, including myself, and I'm sure I looked as unattractive as everyone else. I downed my Latte and headed back out to the monsoon and back home. Got in the car, and strapped in.
Then I had an idea. If I can't get laid, I can have some fun. And MAYBE get laid in the process.
Off with my blouse!
Off with my bra!
Down with my skirt!
Off with my panties!
Ahhhhhhhhh!
Butt naked!
As I drove away, I had no idea if anyone could see me through the rain and wet windows, but my fertile imagination spun visions through my mind of guys and girls watching me drive by, wishing they were in the car with me - kissing, fondling, and fucking.
I made sure I drove slow on the side streets instead of the beltway (I had all day) and hit as many red lights as possible. I smiled and waved at everyone I thought had even a slight chance of seeing me, and every time the rain let up enough, I rolled down the windows to enhance the view.
A modern Lady Godiva!
By the time I got home, my fantasies had me so hot and wet, I needed a cold shower with my friendly shower massager tickling my clit into convulsions.
I wasn't quite brave enough to park outside the garage and strut naked accross the lawn into the front door - I have to keep the neighbors from rioting!
Maybe next time.
In the meantime, here's a pic to keep y'all warm & dry!
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What's Up With the Videos, Guys?
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Posted:Feb 18, 2008 9:35 pm
Last Updated:May 12, 2008 8:24 pm
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Just for fun, I started checking out guys' videos during the last week or so. I was unfuckable during my period, and needed a little diversion.
I was hoping to find some real big meat to fantasize about, but was a bit disappointed.
Don't get me wrong, I love dicks of ALL sizes, and haven't turned down ond due to size. I just expected guys to be showing off their manhood at full attention, yet most of you were just sitting there stroking limp meat.
Come on, guys!
If you're going to display it, show it off nice and hard and suckable! Give a girl something to get wet over!
And, when I checked out the "couples", it was about 75% guys - again - just beating off. Where was the couples sucking and fucking action?
By contrast, when I checked out the girls' videos, they were at least toppless, often nude, and many times dancing or otherwise displaying their assets in a way that had me wishing we were licking each others' pussies, and kissing each ohers' breasts.
Guys!
Get with the program!
Give us some movement!
Make it interesting, so I have something to get off on.
OK, that's my rant for the night.
Now I'm going to check out some more dick.
See ya'
M.
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Attitude Adjustment
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Posted:Feb 16, 2008 11:37 pm
Last Updated:Feb 20, 2008 7:34 pm
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Hubby & I are just sitting here naked, watching a cool porn video, drying off after some great sex out in the pouring rain (details later), and I still can't get yesterday out of my mind.
WIthout sounding like some Hollywood celeb snob, I think I still look pretty good. Well, at least good enough to seduce the average male. But it seems to be getting harder and harder.
One thing that's not working anymore is my traditional Slutwear. Except for at the swinger club, I seem to be invisible when I wear my next-to-nothing outfits.
Like yesterday.
Hubby was getting his weekly Domme whipping, so I headed out for some nice, hard dick. Put on a short skirt and sexy silk blouse, unbuttoned far enough so that noone would have to GUESS I wasn't wearing a bra.
I had mentioned that I'd try trolling for dick at Post Oak Park to see if I could get some more fresh-air fucking, but everyone there seemed more interested in feeding the damned ducks or geese or swans or whatever the fuck they are, than fucking ME!
The only notice I got was from a woman who was an obvious lesbian. Normally, I'd give her a whirl, but I was in serious need of dick, and she (I'm almost afraid to admit) looked old and overweight, and not very attractive. Sorry. I guess I AM a bit of a sex snob.
Shit!
I headed home, unfucked and getting depressed, and decided to dress down and just go for a bite to eat and do some shopping.
For us girls, shopping is the next best thing to sex, anyway!
I changed the bare-assed skirt for jeans and panties, left the blouse alone, but put the bra back on, and headed out to First Colony Mall.
It was like a switch was flipped on!
I hit Johnny Rockets for a burger with all the goodies, and it seemed like every guy was watching me or at least gave me a glance.
An hour ago, I could have been swimming naked with the fucking ducks and noone would have cared. Now, with more clothing than I ever wear, I'm getting stares!
What gives?
WHATEVER!
OK, so now I'm in the mall window shopping, almost giving up on getting laid, and every guy I pass smiles at me with a look like I'm the roast at the end of the buffet line.
I start getting mildly aroused by the new found attention, and start to believe there's a dick somewhere in my immediate future after all.
Then it dawned on me. When I just hang out waiting to get hit on, most guys are probably afraid to make the first move but, when I make the first move, 100% of guys will jump at the chance. I just need to get back to being the aggressor!
First, though, I needed chocolate! Good thing there's a Godiva's right there. And only $2.95 for a dark chocolate bar! Pure female aphrodisiac!
Instant attitude adjustment. My sex radar was working again. Walking by one of the cellphone kiosks, there was a tall blonde guy with a nice tight butt bending over to check out an item. As I passed, I gave his butt a pat and kept going, but peeked back over my shoulder and smiled a "come get me" smile when he looked up.
I stopped at the Hot Topic window to see if I got his attention and, in less than a minute, he was headed my way.
Another coy smile, and I headed to Levi's as I thought I remembered they had nice big dressing rooms. Big enough to get laid in, I imagined.
He followed me in and, not wanting to break the mood, I quickly grabbed a pair of jeans (ANY jeans!) and headed to the dressing room. As I entered my room, I looked back at him and gave him a smile and a wink, and I could tell from his smile that he knew he was being invited in.
By the time he found me, my jeans and panties were already on the floor. I was getting nice and wet, and he was growing larger by the second, so we went to work on his belt and zipper together to speed up nature's call.
A very nice, hefty handful, but not enough room for me to get down for some good sucking. Besides, it was my pussy that needed attention. I rubbed the head of his dick on my pussy lips to get that great "here it comes" feeling of anticipation, and then jumped up onto him so my pussy was right at dick height, wrapped my arms and legs around him and felt him guide his hard, wet dick into me.
Oh, DAMN! Did that feel good!
He put his big hands on my butt, pushed all the way into me, and backed me against the wall and stroked me slow and deep and hard.
It was my first dick in over a week, and my body reacted in seconds with an orgasm that was like it was saying "OH, GAWD!! THANK YOU!!!!"
It was only seconds until he exploded too, and then we just stood there motionless for a few seconds that seemed like hours, trying to see if anyone was aware of what we were doing.
We didn't hear any reaction from outside, so he jabbed into me one more time, this time hard and fast, drawing out a quick, sharp "aftershock" from my clit, and forcing an involuntary "Ooo" out of me that I'm sure SOMEONE must have heard.
He zipped up and slinked out leaving me to get dressed, without either of us having said not even one word to each other.
Not one word!
I put myself back together, gathered up the jeans I brought in, and headed out. As I passed the counter, the sales staff looked at each other and started whispering and giggling, so I think they knew, or at least guessed, and one of the guys I passed had a Cheshire Cat grin, so I guessed he figured it out too.
Good! That made it even better!
When I went back out to the Mall, there was my nameless fuckmaster, face to face with a hot blonde, arms around her, while she had one hand on a stroller, complete with . Obviously wife material.
I couldn't resist. I walked by them, and gave his butt another pat, and just kept going, this time without looking back.
Let's see him explain that!
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Great Dinner
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Posted:Feb 14, 2008 9:42 pm
Last Updated:Feb 16, 2008 9:25 pm
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And no sex!
If you haven't tried Lynn's Steakhouse on Dairy Ashford, you HAVE TO!
Perfect!
They bill themselves as a steakhouse, but they're that and much more. Very European without the snobby pretentiousness.
There's almost no sense trying to describe the indescribable, you just have to try it!
It was a short menu for the holiday, but it had all the goodies, and there is no way to tell which was better than which.
A great wine list.
Lobster Bisque that redefined the genre, and a "Toasted" Goat Cheese salad that was warm without being limp, and so good, it was almost sensual.
The entrees were cooked just right, veggies done but still with the right amount of "bite". The only minor disappointment was the "Lyonnaise Potatos" that were more like home fries, but still had great flavor.
But the Creme Brulee was the absolute the best I've had, and the Chocolate Decadence is the next best thing to sex so far!
Lynn's isn't cheap, and if you go with friends, bring your mortgage broker, but it was worth every bite!
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Hubby's "Present"
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Posted:Feb 14, 2008 11:02 am
Last Updated:Feb 18, 2008 9:18 pm
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Hi, Just finishing lunch break. Hubby came by and brought me a Valentine's present.
He knew I was horny as Hell, but still in my monthly misery, so he came over with flowers and balloons and a card that sings Sonny & Cher's "I've Got You, Babe" to cheer me up.
So sweet!
Then he asked what I wanted for lunch and, being me, I grabbed his crotch.
"But, I thought you were still out of commission?"
"You asked what I wanted to eat. That's it!"
With everyone else heading out, we stayed behind, and I got my "lunch".
My pussy is still beggng for attention, but at least he took care of my butt and throat for now.
He's taking me for dinner tonight, and I'll have food then, but I got a pure protein lunch to hold me till dinner.
I just love a man that knows how to give a present!
Back to work!
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Happy Valentine's Day!
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Posted:Feb 14, 2008 6:57 am
Last Updated:Feb 16, 2008 9:24 pm
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Got to work early and using their computer, so I have to make this fast!
Just want to say Happy Valentine's Day to all my guys and girls who follow my blog, write me cool e-mails, send me those great pixxx, and especially to those of you whom I've shared terrific sex!
I hope you all get whatever (and WHOever) makes you happy today!
Wish it could be me!
Love & Lust,
M.
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