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Thanks for the condolences for Dreamboy & Azhar... but, they are still with us... Yes, they survived	Posted:Apr 26, 2016 9:10 pm Last Updated:Apr 28, 2016 9:03 pm 6523 Views
Thanks for the condolences for Dreamboy & Azhar... but, they are still with us... Yes, they survived the "out of control" flight into the pond with the Tesla Van... but, only by the skin of their teeth, or bare skin, or naked bodies almost plummeting to their sure next world... Let me recap... Dreamboy's dick has just exploded inside of Azhar while she is riding him in the Tesla van... they are both in the captain's chair (driver's seat)... neither can see the road, as they have selected the auto-drive feature of this advanced "company van" that Azhar has borrowed from work to deliver goods to the warehouse in Arlington as they head to the Ranger's game... (boy was that a mouthful of a recap... or maybe a vagina full of essence and millions of Dreamboy's mini-me's shooting into Azhar's juicy pussy...)... you can pick your poison... However, at this moment in time, where I left you last, my little pretties, in a figurative manner of speaking if Azhar had balls they would be in her throat as to Dreamboy, his somehow have shot there... they are now moving in slow motion... mouths open... and, Dreamboy's dick is in the process of shrivelling up... all hell is breaking loose, as they are getting ready to no longer be flying thru the air... no, they both have visions of pushing daisies... Time is moving in nano second increments... Dreamboy reaches for Azhar to hold her down before what they feel will be the last thing that happens between them in the remaining seconds of their still functioning brain waves... This song pops into his mind as he is thinking the worst... "I will never forget you You'll always be by my side From the day that I met you I knew that I would love you 'til the day I die And I will never want much more And in my heart I will always be sure I will never forget you And you will always be by my side 'til the day I die..." -- Zara Larsson "Never forget you" Meanwhile, Azhar has begun to tear up and she is thinking about some "Arabian Nights" song... But, wait a minute... I can't write a story where my peeps die a crazy death... no... I'm sorry, if that's what you want to read, you have to go elsewhere... we are all out of crazy here... no, "While we may have a failure to communicate, Cool Hand Luke" we still can write an incredible twist of events that saves these two "willing to try anything" lovers... And, so the craziest thing gets written into this story line... the van is caught in this huge condom that is made out of a rubbery substance to commemorate safe sex... Yes, that is the event that was being celebrated throughout Arlington that week... and, it is rather fitting (tongue in cheek) that the condom display saved their lives... who would have ever thought that a condom could save lives... well, some of you out there in blogosphere land would and do... is I put it here for your consideration... thank god... our two lovers are spared a terrible, terrible death that could have been extremely painful... Now, they are not out of the "proverbial woods" yet... No, not by any stretch of the imagination... they missed the pond... they are now stuck in a condom that has actually shot out the rubbery residue that it was made out of... and, for good measure it was a "white" substance... now, what is also strange is that a bus load of nuns was touring Arlington and happened to be right on the other side of the pond... Needless to say, it was a rather shocking display of nudity and almost "Picasso-like" art... if you will... As, Azhar and Dreamboy, begin to put on their clothes, they are surprised to see the nuns not run away or hide their faces... No, no... these nuns are "progressive" and they get out of the bus... most of them laughing, all of them... in a hurry to help their fellow human beings who need a helping hand or something... Dreamboy notices that some of these nuns are melonlicious in their own right... as, he is zipping up his pants and, still a little confused as to how he and Azhar have survived another daring rendezvous. He begins to count his blessings as this song enters his mind... "By the skin of my teeth I’ll be Flying by the seat of my pants Hanging on by my fingertips Holding out for a second chance..." -- Duke Special "By the skin of my teeth" Now... you all have got to understand that Dreamboy is a story teller and Azhar is learning fast... So, as Dreamboy is being consoled by the nuns... actually, he has somehow fainted in one of their arms and melonlicious breasts... and, Azhar is ok with this... I mean, for Christ sake... these are fucking nuns... and, the police have arrived and she has to craft the perfect story... what with the mal-function of the "auto-drive" feature and only, due to their quick reactions were they able to fend off inevitable consequences... And, of course Azhar is moving those breasts and that fine butt that has already mesmerized the policeman... they've called an ambulance and someone ordered some burgers as she was hungry now... and, with that... I will leave you , my little pretties... Oh, but, this story is sprouting wings... to be continued... thanks for reading...
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It wasn't the mile high club, but Dreamboy and Azhar were flying high in the sky....	Posted:Apr 25, 2016 9:19 pm Last Updated:Apr 26, 2016 1:51 pm 6501 Views
It wasn't the mile high club, but Dreamboy and Azhar were flying high in the sky.... Rewind... let's go back a few minutes... How did this happen... Azhar had driven them in the company van, to the warehouse in Arlington to deliver the boxes for the retail store... The whole time she is driving they are listening to the super sound system in this Tesla state of the art electric machine, and Dreamboy has been reading the owner's manual... OMG, this vehicle is like a woman's butt in the sense that it maneuvers through the traffic like Azhar's beautiful body does, in a way that makes you sigh out loud... and, want to kiss and nibble those cheeks... like Dreamboy has and does... Azhar, with her melonlicious breasts is such a turn on... and, Dreamboy sneaks a peek at her body as he turns the pages in the passenger seat... the options on this vehicle are to die for... it has a fucking coffee maker and seats that vibrate and heat up... "I like big butts and I cannot lie You other brothers can't deny That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist And a round thing in your face..." -- Sir Mix-A-Lot - "Baby Got Back" Dreamboy is dreaming up some hot luv making as Azhar steps out of the van and begins unloading... and, then he comes to the GPS auto-drive option... OMFG... he can't believe this section... this car can practically drive itself... Azhar is mumbling something about how hard it is to find good help these days and Dreamboy keeps reading like a man with his first "Playboy" or "Hustler" with the original scratch and sniff feature... now, those were the days... imagination and a smell... to boot... he subconsciously starts playing with his dick... not like he wants to beat off, but, just because... similar to some of the bloggers out there in blogland, his mind is totally wrapped around the auto-drive feature and, can't wait to try it out, but, he still has a few pages to read... Then, Azhar jumps in the van and says... you drive to ballpark, I want to relax. Dreamboy begins explaining to her about the GPS auto-drive feature and she says... really... 'no keeding'... 'Awzam'... you show me how it works... and, off they go... He turns the car on and sets the option to auto-drive 'GPS'... punches in the address to the ballpark as they were going to meet Krrrristi for some sweet tix to the baseball game... all seemed to be going according to the author's plan... or so it seemed... Dreamboy and Azhar were like little in a candy store, when Dreamboy let go of the steering wheel and the van literally began driving itself... It had 16 cameras, four on the front, four on each side and four on the back... as the GPS fed the computerized system the direction they needed to go in, the cameras would analyze the flow of traffic, terrain, and even determine what to do when registering a traffic light or stop signs... Dreamboy and Azhar were laughing as they navigated the streets on their way to the ballpark... For some unknown reason, Azhar got horny... she felt the need to ride Dreamboy in this hilarious, futuristic experience... she felt that she had to have him, right then and there... not tomorrow, not later with Krrrristi in some crazy situation at the baseball game... no, this woman who had not made luv to dreamboy in four months needed to have him now... as America was belting this song out... "I need you like the flower needs the rain You know I need you, guess I'll start it all again You know I need you like the winter needs the spring You know I need you, I need you..." -- America - "I need you" Now, this van has these big captain chairs in the front... it is a commercial vehicle, and quite comfortable... but, don't forget it is a "Tesla"... it is automatic... it is now driving itself... America is playing and Dreamboy's belly dancer is ready to ride like the wind... she has done this before... and so luvs riding Dreamboy... she takes her clothes off... Dreamboy looks at her and says... are you out of your fucking mind? she says... what happened big man... I thought your middle name was 'danger'... are you not up for it... i can get you hard... if that's what you need... Now, for those of you who don't know Dreamboy... he likes to fuck just like the next guy... but, how does an author write this story... I mean, you have got to be crazy to make luv in a moving vehicle that no one is 'really' driving... there must be some kind of law against it... but, Dreamboy is not a pussy (the writer, gulps as he types this out, and looks around his room to make sure he is alone... because, no one in his right mind would do this...) and, Dreamboy luvs to make luv to Azhar, and when Azhar says "Go Time!!!" she means "Go Time!!!"... she gets out of her chair, butt naked with her melonlicious breasts swinging in the air... speaking to Dreamboy... they are saying to him... It's ok Dreamboy... relax... Azhar is here... and, of course, Dreamboy being the naive, innocent, gullible person that he is cannot resist the temptations of this goddess, of this beautiful woman, with long black hair, and deep brown eyes, and lips that pucker up and say I want to taste every inch of you starting with your lips and, then I'll just play it by ear... and, with the precision of a finely tuned woman, she has Dreamboy's pants below his knees... oh, yes, he is not totally helpless, and, doesn't put much of a fight... Azhar kisses his lips deeply as if it has been too long for her to be missing these moments... and, damn it, she deserves this... and, needs it... afterall, she is just your average Egyptian belly dancer who finds Dreamboy quite tasty... Now, she finds his dick with her lips, just because she likes the taste in her mouth... not that Dreamboy needs any additional motivation as he is primed and ready to go... she eases on top of him and puts the lever on the captain's chair back so that Dreamboy cannot see the road anymore and the angle of Azhar's pussy pounding Dreamboy is exactly where she wants it... and, her breasts can be licked and sucked by this man who gives her so much pleasure... they are in hog heaven (popular phrase in this part of the country and others I might add)... Jefferson Starship is belting these lyrics... "Let the world around us Just fall apart Baby, we can make it If we're heart to heart... And if this world runs out of lovers We'll still have each other Nothing's gonna stop us..." -- Jefferson Starship "Nothing's gonna stop us now..." Oh these two passionate lovers are pleasuring each other as if it were a first time for them... they each know how tender these moments are and, they appreciate a "good thing" when they have it... They are lost in their own passion... each about ready to cum... "hmmm, neighbor, it has been too long..." like a Wolf Brand chilly commercial... and, Dreamboy and Azhar are reaching places they've been before... but... what these two love birds did not know... how could they know... Dreamboy quit reading the Owner's manual without reading the "DON'T EVER, EVER, EVER DO THE FOLLOWING... EVER" section of the document... with the disclaimers and what could happen... At the moment they both came... they heard the sound of a "BOOM" and the van shot up into the air... they were flying in the sky... now, the look of fear was in their eyes... have you ever cum and had a scary thing happen to you like someone staring at you who's not supposed to be there or something totally not right happens and you think... "this is not good at all"... well, that's what was happening to these two "we'll try anything" lovers... it was slow motion... it seemed that they were in the air for minutes... but, they weren't... they had plowed thru a "Do Not Enter" sign that had been posted due to road construction in front of a pond... hopped a curb and were not heading towards water... two naked bodies in total shock... and, with that, my little pretties... I must leave you now... yes, there will be another installment... I hope it is not the last one... (just Keyding)... thanks for reading!!!
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Is it cheating if you proclaim your eternal love to three different women at the same time? Now...	Posted:Apr 21, 2016 9:39 pm Last Updated:Jul 30, 2016 10:34 am 6845 Views
Is it cheating if you proclaim your eternal love to three different women at the same time? Now, here me out... I wrote months ago that I luv Sofia Karlberg... I've posted many stories and shared her song lyrics... including my fav or hers a cover of a James Bay song... "From walking home and talking loads To seeing shows in evening clothes with you From nervous touch and getting drunk To staying up and waking up with you But now we're sleeping at the edge Holding something we don't need All this delusion in our heads Is gonna bring us to our knees So come on let it go Just let it be Why don't you be you And I'll be me... " -- Sofia Karlberg - "Let it go" (James Bay cover)... I just picture her dancing in front of me and saying she loves "easy going"... that she only sees me... OMG... yes... when I hear her sing, I swear to god she is right here with me... (Sofia, if it is you honey... if you are reading this... just understand, that some crazy impostor is writing this blog.... unless of course, that you like the creative nature of such crazy love... and, then I take it back)... So, that is that for Sofia... But, I also fell so in love with Tove Lo... I mean, I know these women are too young for me... and, they don't meet all of my criteria... but, I'm willing to sacrifice for their happiness... not mine... and, so, when I hear this new song by my "one & only" --- it could happen... I just melt... not because it is too hot in Texas, but, because I am totally in luv with her... this is not an infatuation... I believe in time that she could truly love me... or wear me out trying... yes... I will fight my fears of rejection for her... she can taste me if she wants, over and over and over and over... singing this song to me... now say it... say it... say it... "Don't doubt me babe You make me wanna change Break my bed to make me wanna stay I can't... Bite me babe You make me love the pain Break my bed to make me wanna stay I can't..." -- Tove Lo "Say it" featured on the song by Flume... OMG... could she really be singing that to me... I think so... if you watch her videos, you can see that she is looking for someone out of focus... and, that's where I am... exactly where she is looking... no doubt about it... hmmmm.... But, then I just heard this song by Ariana Grande ... she is too, too young for me... and, of course, she doesn't have the melonlicious criteria I so crave... but, I am willing to give her personality points and her voice is so, so, so, awesome... I had to adjust my pants just then... just le me love you... Can you blame me for feeling this intense love for her... just read these lyrics... they are written exclusively for me... I'm certain of it... "Just let me lo-o-o-o-o-o-o-love you, you As I'm laying on your chest I'll be out here thinkin' 'bout it, boy, it's just a guess But something keeps telling me I'm better than the rest And I ain't tryna rush you, but goddamn, I'm a mess, mess, mess..." -- Arian Grande "Let me love you".... Maybe, I'm just crazy... crazy about my women and my music... but, I don't care... is this really cheating??? thanks for the read!!!
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Dreamboy arrived at Azhar's apartment complex and she was primed and ready to go, except that...	Posted:Apr 19, 2016 9:41 pm Last Updated:Apr 20, 2016 7:00 pm 6794 Views
Dreamboy arrived at Azhar's apartment complex and she was primed and ready to go, except that he noticed that there was a weird van parked out in front of her place... Now, as some of you know that have read the adventures of Azhar and Dreamboy, she lives in an apartment complex in Garland. She works two jobs, one on the weekends where she is a belly dancer at "Sanabel's Mediterranean Grill" in Addison. Her other job is in Garland working at a retail business that caters to middle eastern shoppers. The owner of the second job is always trying out new gadgets and transportation vehicles for the business. One time last year, you may recall that Azhar and Dreamboy went to the Galaxy drive-in located in Ennis, Texas and had one hell of an adventure as the company van that they took had a malfunction with the retractable top rear half, during an intimate moment between them... It was funny to the readers, not so funny to Azhar and Dreamboy... Well, as it turns out, the owner of the retail business has loaned a new van to Azhar and needs to have some items delivered to Arlington near the ballpark.... So, when Dreamboy tells her of the plan to go see the Rangers game in Arlington courtesy of Krrrristi, after they embrace in a two-minute soft, slow, sweet kiss, Azhar agrees immediately under one condition... It's about 4:00 pm so... Dreamboy figures that she wants to have some "Go time" right now and then proceed to the ballpark... but, that is not what Azhar has in mind... she tells Dreamboy that they have to deliver a package on the way, and would he mind driving the delivery truck... Dreamboy asks her if, by chance, it is the weird van he noticed when he pulled into her place... she says, she doesn't know what he is talking about, but, it is "TESLA" model.... hmmm... Dreamboy had just seen a video on the new Tesla models and thought how cool would it be to drive an all electric vehicle... However, in the back of his mind he's thinking of an old "Dire Straits" song... "That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and your chicks for free Money for nothin' and the chicks for free..." -- Dire Straits - "Money for nothing" And, he starts thinking what could go wrong... too many times, he's been in crazy situations with Azhar and the unthinkable has happened... caught on the "mile high club" experience on the flight to Cancun... however, that didn't turn out too bad as he now is a member and has met Krrrristi, the AA flight attendant, and then when they were going to do a threesome at the resort in Cancun, a fire broke out and they had to be evacuated, practically naked... still, not terrible... and, then the first time with Azhar when he met her at Sanabel's, she tripped and fell into his arms and gave him her phone number... he acted on that even though he was with someone else... and, that worked out pretty good... so, he just thinks to himself... "just go for it"... I know, some of you are saying, "NOOOO", Dreamboy, don't do it, this time, just take her in the bedroom and give her the jiggly and the once over... slam bam-- thank you ma 'am, and then take your car... it would be so much safer and accomplish the feat of ending this multi-part blog quicker than some like... oh, what to do... the author is sweating right now, he tries to do the right thing when he writes and half of you approve and the other half are quiet... so, he doesn't know which way to go... In the end, Zara Larsson convinces him to do what he is meant to play that part that has been written for him.. . Oh, and that makes it so much easier on the author of this post... what with the warm weather and everything... it is good to have inspiration and the right characters to follow what you see happening between people that want to please and be pleased.... I'm pretty sure that Dreamboy shares those sentiments... because, Azhar is a convert now... "I live my day as if it was the last Live my day as if there was no past Doin' it all nite, all summer Doin' it the way I wanna..." -- Zara Larsson - "Lush Life" (Acoustic version 3:23 is my fav) He says "Don't let go, never give up it's such a wonderful life..." and "WTF, give me the keys..." Azhar sashays around him with every movement of her hips and breasts coordinated in a manner that he simply cannot ignore... not many can, whether she is on the dance floor or moving between the sheets, she glides everywhere... Lock it up Dreamboy, we have miles to go before we sleep... She has begun using many of Dreamboy's colloquialisms and is trying to blend into the USA via the lone star state "Texas, baby"... I don't think she needs to blend into anything... but, at the same time, it can't hurt... it hasn't hurt Dreamboy... Azhar has no problem walking in front or side by side with Dreamboy... she doesn't have an agenda, other than to get made luv to today with the man that takes her every single fucking time to where she needs to be taken to... not where she might go, not where she's read about from blogs and books and impostor's whispers and promises... no, she's heard all of those before... yes, from men that were more handsome, bigger in places, stronger, funnier, intelligent, but none like Dreamboy... a man who listens to her, who has eyes for her... and respects her... and, lets her be the woman she has defined herself to be... he's not going to change her... he's not going to fix her... he's just going to let her be... they could grow together, if the author put them in the right direction... oh, but, there are so many challenges to do that... They walk to the Tesla van and Dreamboy is in awe... this is not a cheap vehicle... this van has a six digit price tag... probably in the 300K range... maybe more... Azhar says, what you think Dreamboy... wanna take for speen??? What can he say... This van is like a man's dream come true... oh... sure, it's not a Monster Jam truck... there is no Danika Patrick behind the wheel, but, when you kick the tires and look under that hood, there's a certain sensation that Dreamboy get's and it's felt by most men facing a work of art such as this one... The cool lines, the sweet rear-end, the oversized bumpers on the front... and, it is blue... Azhar knows Dreamboy's fav color is blue... and, when she can she presents all blue to him... even in the rare moment where she wears undies... they are now... only blue... well, they can be light blue, medium blue, sunset blue, dark blue... but, they are blue... now some of you have things that are blue that scare this author... but, that is another story... and, some of you make the author blue, because you are a kazillion miles away, but, that too, is another story... so just be blue for me today... "I just want to sing a song with you I just want to take it off of you 'Cause Blue Eyes You are all that I need 'Cause Blue Eyes You're the sweet to my mean..." -- Cary Brothers "Blue Eyes" And, even though Azhar has brown eyes and jet black hair... she has melonlicious breasts that tantalize this naive soul that Dreamboy is... but, he fights his fears... he knows that he is the lucky one... and, she sees him... OMG... Dreamboy was thinking about the Tesla van... so, Azhar slapped him out of hit and said... time to go... You see, she had to make a delivery in Arlington near the stadium so, she was going to kill multiple birds with this stone... she would drop off the retail items; see the Rangers game with Krrrristi and make passionate love to Dreamboy... not necessarily in that order... but, remember, she is Egyptian, and Azhar walks like one too... "All the bazaar men by the Nile, They got the Money on a bet. Gold crocodiles they snap their teeth On your cigarette. Foreign types with their hookah pipes say Walk like an Egyptian..." -- The Bangles "Walk like an Egyptian" So, Dreamboy opens up the doors... auto door locks... and, then i start the car by hitting the start button... key doesn't need to be put anywhere... he hopes that never happens with sex, because he always want the old-fashioned way with a dick inside either set of his lovers lips... yes... Dreamboy loves that... Don't be bringing any "Barbarella" futuristic mumbo jumbo into his world, or he could just walk out on this author... could that really happen... i don't think so... Before the van moves, Dreamboy asks Azhar for the owner's manual... Azhar says... what's that? Dreamboy says it comes with all vehicles... she opens the glove box and hands him the "user's guide"... he peruses thru it as it is only 20 pages long with pictures... he asks her again for the owner's manual... and Azhar looks deeper in the glove box and finds a 300+ page book... and hands it to Dreamboy... now some of you are saying... WTF Dreamboy... just go for it... but, you are not driving an expensive vehicle are you? no, you are not... so, please keep your panties on for a few more moments... as Dreamboy starts to read the book... Azhar loses her temper... this has never happened, but, because it has been over four months since they've been together, she is a bit antsy... you know how you see a cat in heat... well, you usually hear them more than see them... well, that's kind of what Azhar is going thru right now... she wouldn't admit it, but, she is... and, so she tells Dreamboy that she has schedule... and, that she will drive and he can read... So, they switch places and she pulls the van out of the parking lot and heads towards Arlington... Meanwhile, Dreamboy is reading about the capabilities of this van... He is impressed... Azhar is pissed... Well, why do you think he is doing this? Because Dreamboy had seen a video of the newest Tesla cars having the capability to drive themselves with the GPS and camera capable models... this van was one of those... OMG... And, with that my little pretties, I will say goodnight... the next episode is going to be a crazy ride... thanks for reading!!!
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Azhar called Dreamboy... it has been over 4 months since she has tasted him, what's up with that...	Posted:Apr 16, 2016 10:32 pm Last Updated:Apr 20, 2016 6:53 pm 6741 Views
Azhar called Dreamboy... it has been over 4 months since she has tasted him, what's up with that... Well, I've been busy with another blog series and consequently a lot of frustration has been building up within the belly dancer from Egypt that has taken a fancy to Dreamboy... Azhar, the melonlicious breasted beauty that has tantalized Dreamboy for much of last year, has felt totally neglected while the author focused his thoughts on an 18 installment blog series with a visit from his lover from afar... But, as all blog series go, "everything comes and goes marked by lovers and the styles of clothes" and that blog, although still tender and juicy (I just sighed thinking of her, how much I miss her... if you see her, tell her i miss her... tell her that i want to taste her one more 'first' time... I haven't had enough of her...) came to an end last week... Some of you have written me wanting it to continue... I have challenged you to reciprocate with a similar story where your lover from afar drops into your neck of the woods and... what would you have planned, if anything... I've had no takers... but, that's ok, because I really enjoyed writing that series... I re-read it last week as i brought it to a "fulfilled" so long... or, till next time... conclusion... Now, I can focus on Azhar... in my mind, she has been beating me up, as if she was truly real, and not just a figment of my imagination... she, tells Dreamboy on the phone that it has been a long time between "Go times", and she is not happy... Dreamboy, who has been in a deep state of hibernation while the author has penned erections and orgasms for others, begins to get a sense of arousal as Azhar's middle eastern accent and fury demand satisfaction... she's hurt, she's been neglected, she hasn't felt the need to look elsewhere, because Dreamboy has provided her with all the orgasms and stress relief that she's ever experienced in her life... Azhar has felt free... she has felt the passion of a man that respects her, entertains her, believes in her, even buried her fucking cat when it got run over by a car... How many lovers do that? I don't know any that would do that ever... but, that happened to Azhar... and, she had brought her dear friend from Cairo over a year ago when she first came to this wonderful country... she still hides secrets from Dreamboy about her past... but, that is not this story... that shall be for another story, should it need to be revealed... right now, her pussy is moist at the thought of Dreamboy penetrating her... but, Dreamboy hasn't committed to meeting with her... heck, they haven't been together since New Year's Eve... and, that, my female muses is too much time, too much water has gone by that bridge without that tongue digging into both sets of her lips... she's sweating now on the phone... she feels helpless, and touches herself... She says "Dreamboy, please... let's get together... tell me what will it take for us to just be..."... Dreamboy is listening to "Mansionair" ... "Speak, speak easy to me Got a lot on your mind This time tonight Speak, speak easy to me Don't let this go down tonight, tonight..." -- Mansionair - "Speak easy to me" Dreamboy snaps out of his dream... he asks what time will work, and what did she have in mind... Azhar, says... you come now, we work details out later... All will be well with this world... the starts and planets seem to be aligning as Dreamboy heads to Garland to pick up where he left off... Dreamboy has missed Azhar with every inch of his body... He has missed her gentle touch, her easy going manner, the shape of her lips (both sets), those melonlicious breasts bouncing in rhythm while she rides him till her heart's content... her long jet black hair and those eyes... oh my god, this woman is so wonderful... Dreamboy has to adjust his pants in his car as he straps his seatbelt on and heads to Garland... Now, it just so happens that it is April, and that means that for this Texas soul, baseball season has started... fuckin' ay... that's what I'm talking about... and, some of you have lost wagers to this Texas Rangers fan... well, Dreamboy has lost some too, but, this is my blog... so, we'll only focus on the positives... just sayin'... Azhar had called earlier in the day on Saturday, so we could just catch the game... if that's what she wanted... Dreamboy is listening to "LCD Soundsystem" and they are cranking "Daft Punk is playing at my house"... wouldn't that be awesome... I wrote about a weird thing that happened to me a couple of years ago when Jeff Bridges came to Dallas and played at the Granada theatre... i went and had a blast... the tie-in here is that Jeff Bridges starred in the "Tron" movies where "Daft Punk" did the soundtrack... and, when there is a quiet moment during the concert, I yelled out: "Tron rules"... and Jeff Bridges started laughing... I thought that was cool... but, many of you don't tie songs to movies to actors to life like I do... but, Dreamboy does, because he thinks alot like i do... Not exactly, like i do, because he takes some chances that I don't... One has to be careful in real life... but, in this cyberspace world, baby, I am game for almost anything... On the way to Azhar's place, I call Krrrristi (that's what Azhar calls the AA flight attendant we met on our trip to Mexico) up to see if she has any cheap good seats to the Rangers... She has connections with doctors and what not... She is surprised to hear from Dreamboy, as it has been seven months since she has been part of the Azhar Dreamboy combo... and, she has missed these moments... she knows that Dreamboy treats his intimate moments as firsts... and, she likes that... She says she can get her hands on some tix, but, what is in it for her??? Dreamboy is like... woman, the author is penning this story for me, not you... and, you want a piece of me... she says to Dreamboy, I don't want a piece of you I want all of you and Azhar... Yet again, Dreamboy has to re-arrange his pants because the tighty whities are getting bunched up... but, this is being written with a smile on the author's face and Dreamboy pushes thru the wonderful ache between his legs... Krrrristi tells Dreamboy that she will leave two "primo" tix at "will call" for him... and, that she can't wait to see them at game time... 7:05 PM... Beautiful, is what my little pretties are left with... I shall leave you with this taste of the story... to be continued later... thanks for reading...
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Word to the wise... this happened to me last week, so here it is...	Posted:Apr 10, 2016 3:02 pm Last Updated:Apr 14, 2016 7:35 pm 6925 Views
Word to the wise... this happened to me last week, so here it is... I had written dozens of blogs with no issues whatsoever... and, then, it happened... like so many issues that others had written about... I had spend 30 minutes or so researching: the perfect segment of a blog; the right song lyrics; write the blog; and get ready to post... seemed easy enough for me, as I had done this countless times with no issues. But, then, nothing happened... Like a bad date or a nightmare, my blog post was gone... It disappeared into cyberspace... Oh, how pissed I was... and, it was then that I recognized I needed to write my post in a notepad or word document, and then cut and paste it into my blog post... By doing this, it will save you the anguish and time to re-start and write again... Some of you have commented about this phenomenon and I didn't think anything about it... But, now i do... I understand... So, there was good that came out of this as I had written 177 blogs... So, I decided to capture all of my blogs and store them as word documents on my external hard drive... Now, by doing this, if the site goes down, or if I get bold and want to publish something, I have it... Also, I was able to re-read them and see the development of this writer's penned words... I have received inspiration from many of you as to: what to write about; how to craft the message; how to include things that are of interest to you and/or your audience; how to write Haikus; how to incorporate song lyrics into a story; how to make a story or haiku out of a song and weave the two together... some worked, some did not... My last multi-part series had 18 installments... I didn't realize i had written that many for my trip with my far away lover... but, I did... Anyway, if you are going to blog in earnest, please write your thoughts down somewhere that you can control the saving of the iterations so that it doesn't disappear on you... Have a great Sunday! thanks for the read...
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"Everything comes and goes, marked by lovers and styles of clothes...	Posted:Apr 7, 2016 8:44 pm Last Updated:Sep 29, 2016 9:23 pm 7578 Views
"Everything comes and goes, marked by lovers and styles of clothes..." this blog series is cumming to an end... and, it made me sad... hence, the lyrics from a song by Janelle Kroll... (original by Joni Mitchell) "It all comes down to you... Chicago's not the East Coast, tell me bout' LA I'm caught up in the middle tryna get away How you gonna climb? I said how you gonna save I'll make it there by New Years let's throw a parade You helped me do it, my confidante, don't you forget it..." -- "Down to you (my confidante)" please watch the 4:09 version on Youtube (she is in a green outfit... this is this...)... My Aphrodite... my lover from afar who has come to visit me... It is less than 10 hours before I have to take her to the airport... but, right now, we are in the massage room of the Russian Banya... Alexis and Chet and Svetlana are still in the Finnish Sauna... sweating... like animals in heat, waiting to embark on erotic journeys of their own... however, me and this heavenly creature are butt naked... I am laying on my back on a massage table... and, although my goddess is still covered in cherry-flavored edible massage oil (most licked off of her by me...) she has asked me to lay down as it is her turn to apply the oil to my skin while she tastes me and the and the cherry flavor... (some of you have commented that you would prefer another flavor like 'rasberry' or 'chocolate or 'kiwi' or 'vanilla')... I hear you... and, maybe, your time will cum... but, for me... I've only tasted this flavor, now with a third 'first' sameone... with this melonlicious lover who sees me, who pleases me, who has been pleased by me... she has thanked me, i have thanked her... she is so special... She applies the oil to my body starting with my head, similar to what i had done to her earlier, except, that she is licking and kissing more off of my body than I did, and her breasts are smacking the sides of my body, as I feel that erection getting harder... it's getting harder to breathe... Oh my god... Adam Levine has appeared out of nowhere in our little world, and he is singing to my goddess... "How dare you say that my behavior is unacceptable So condescending unnecessarily critical I have the tendency of getting very physical So watch your step 'cause if I do you'll need a miracle... And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams Is there anyone out there 'cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe" -- Maroon 5 "Harder to Breathe" I'm sweating, I'm being kissed and licked... she starts with my forehead... Adam Levine is kind of in the way, but, she shoulders him out of the way... he backs off, smiling and admiring my lover's body... but, she doesn't care... she is still dripping that essence from between her legs... oh, she's cum a couple of times while I was massaging her and eating her pussy out... but, now, she's kicking it into another gear... and, she is rubbing me and, she grabs my dick and applies the oil to it, and, while sucking on my nipples she begins easily stroking me... not too hard, because she has other plans... she wants to ride me one more time... but, then... she hears a knock on the door... she says... wait a sec easy... let me see what they want... She closes the door and begins applying more lotion. She is generous, but, I have plenty as this oil goes a long way... she tells me that Chet & Alexis are having fun with Svetlana and they want to shower and then join us in the massage room... I don't know about this... my goddess and I have only just met face-to-face these past two days... and, I don't know if you've ever heard the saying: 'Fuck their brains out'... well, we are well on our way to doing that... and, I hope neither of us goes blind, as I've heard that old wives tale too... but, I am continuing to enjoy the erotic moments of this incredible visit from one of the beautiful creatures from this site that 'sees' me... she has testimonials from those that have laid eyes on her before me... but, that doesn't mean anything to me... as I am with her... I am the lucky one, right now... I am everything she wants... and she is everything I want... what's this... George Michael is now singing to her... what the fuck??? "Somebody told me "Boy, everything she wants is everything she sees" I guess I must have loved you 'Cause I said you were the perfect girl for me, baby..." -- Wham "Everything she wants" And, now she applies the oil to my legs and massages me so very gently, as she slowly licks every inch of my body... she is totally into the moment... this is the first time she's ever been massaged or massaged anyone with edible oil, and even though we had a great luv making session at the charity masquerade ball, it pales in comparison to what she is feeling... well, we didn't have George Michael or Adam Levine singing to her either... so, there is that... She comes to my dick and stares at me as she wants to taste me again, she wants me on the tip of her tongue... "You own me with whispers like poetry your mouth is a melody I memorize Mmm ,so sweet I hear it echo everywhere I go day and night. Oh dear never saw you coming oh my look what you have done you're my favorite song always on the tip of my tongue..." -- The Civil Wars "Tip of my tongue" My melonlicious heavenly creature applies oil to my dick and balls and she proceeds to enjoy me as she has thought about this moment for a very long time... she tells me that ever since she read one of my blogs with 'DreamBoy' and 'Azhar' and the edible oil, she had a craving for it... and is now satisfying that need... yes, she can be satisfied, she can be pleased... she is slowly engulfing each one of my balls and massaging them with her lips... the easy-going erotic way... and she brings her head up so that she can stare right at me... even thought my dick is getting relaxed, the balls are going crazy with the creation of mini-me's... millions of them are being created one at a time, for her pleasure... she knows that a lover with her lip and tongue control can render me helpless and lost in an intimate set of moments that drive me thru the roof of this russian banya... OMG... I am lit up like a firecracker... she notices my dick is relaxed... and after she is thru with the other ball with total sensual pleasure... I am sent... but, now she, having finished tasting my balls and sensing that they have done their duty... is now interested in waking my dick up... and she reaches for it with her lips... she doesn't need to use her hands or fingers... she moves her open lips sideways, up and down my dick... and watches it grow, as it gets to it's full 7 inches and a two inch girth, she climbs on top of me and slowly inserts her pussy onto my throbbing dick... and she goes gently at first up and down, twisting her juicy pussy all over me... and, she screams as she cums with a total head-to-toe orgasm, and sucks on my nipples as she keeps going... sensing that I am getting close... she keeps going and i lift my head up to suck on those nipples that years and gravity have begged me to put in my mouth... I suck on them, while she is riding me... then, I put one of them in her mouth... she squeals with delight, and cums again... and then, I shoot my wad right into her... she screams again... and again... OMG... what a woman... After I cum... she gets off of me, and licks and sucks me clean... she wants all of my sperm in her... She says.... Easy, I want to etch this moment in my brain as if it was the first time, as if it may be the last time... I don't ever want to forget these past two days... thank you for coming into my life... with that, we went to go take a shower, bid our farewells to Alexis, Chet & Svetlana... who were going to finish off our champagne and massage oil... It was 2 in the morning... we headed to the hotel... on the way back... we listened to some upbeat music for the rest of the journey to the hotel... Kenny Loggins sang 'FootLoose' to us... and, we were singing, each trying to be distracted... as, this fairytale story was coming to an end... or, maybe it was just the start of something incredible... I am the eternal optimist... The Bee Gees began belting out "Stayin' Alive" and we sang to that too... As we arrived at the hotel, we were well into "Play that funky music" by "Wild Cherry"... singing yet again... I turned the keys over to the valet folks and we went to our room. I crashed on the bed... she let me sleep until 9:30 AM, and then woke me up to take her to the airport... I wanted to make luv again to her, and she was also somehow wanting, but, we were spent and just kissed each other... I took a quick shower and dressed and she was already packed... On the way to the airport we just talked about our two days... I parked the car and walked her to the security area and we said our "till the next times"... with one last kiss and hug... I held back tears... she did not... On the way back home, she called me to thank me again... i thanked her also... I listened to "Ticket to ride" by the Beatles... what a wonderful woman she is... what a wonderful two days we had... I hope that I get to see her again... thanks for reading...
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Interesting lyrics...	Posted:Apr 3, 2016 10:06 am Last Updated:Apr 5, 2016 5:52 pm 7030 Views
Interesting lyrics... better song... Broods - "Never gonna change" You're pushing down on my shoulders And emptying my lungs And in a moment I'm older In a moment, you've won And you escape me Like it's nothing Like words I never should have said And the stress comes to the surface But all of the heroes are dead And I hate that I can't say your name Without feeling like I'm part of the blame And it's never gonna feel quite the same But it's never gonna change And I hate that I'm always so young Had me feeling like you were the one And it's never gonna feel like it's done 'Cause it's never gonna change (Change) Never gonna change (Change) Never gonna change (Change) Never gonna change While I dance here softly You're next to me again (You're next to me again) But we're still tugging on each other And tearing up the fraying loose ends And I hate that I can't say your name Without feeling like I'm part of the blame And it's never gonna feel quite the same But it's never gonna change And I hate that I'm always so young Had me feeling like you were the one And it's never gonna feel like it's done 'Cause it's never gonna change (Change) Never gonna change (Change) Never gonna change (Change) Never gonna change (Change) And I hate that I can't say your name Without feeling like I'm part of the blame And it's never gonna feel quite the same 'Cause it's never gonna change (Change) Never gonna change (Change) Never gonna change (Change) Never gonna change 'Cause it's never gonna change (Change) Never gonna change (Change) Never gonna change (Change) Never gonna change (Change)
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	Posted:Apr 2, 2016 8:16 pm Last Updated:Apr 3, 2016 7:16 am 7431 Views
"I miss her..." It's been three years since I was last with her... She was the only woman that had throat orgasms... I may have written about her before... but, today, it just hit me... as many things have happened to me this week... And, so I thought I would write this post instead of the one I had intended on writing... Let's call her Rachel... I've never dated a woman named Rachel... so, that makes it safe... Anyway, I met her in 2006 while working in Fort Worth on a project. She was the hotel manager of the place that I was staying at for the duration of the project. She had short red hair (has since let it grow out naturally) on a body that was about 5' 2". She is a BBW. She has melonlicious breasts that I adored... But, that is not what captured my attention. No... she has soft blue eyes... She didn't wear make-up... She was born in New Mexico, and had a house in Minneola, Texas (yes, there is a town near Tyler called Minneola). She did not wear revealing clothing, the kind that says suck on my tits, here they are for you to have a first-hand examination... No, she wore clothes that were appropriate and, so it concealed the wonder of her breasts for me... but, that was only for a few months... She finally agreed to have dinner with me... I had to get some inside help from a younger co-worker, who was a student at UNT and, she felt sorry for me, and so, arranged it so that Rachel could actually meet me for dinner at a restaurant nearby that the hotel did cross-couponing marketing with... Essentially, the restaurant chain would refer people to the hotel and the hotel would get discounts on food and free appetizers.... so, she decided to meet me at a restaurant nearby... She loved Coors and opened up to me as we started on the appetizers. She asked a million questions... and i did the same... She is a good egg... She told me "matter of factly" that she loved only "country" music... If we got involved, that would have to change I thought... and, it did... but, not by force... by her choice... As some of you know, I post songs in my blogs and, i make my own cds... yeah, my laughs at me... and, tells me I can hook my phone up and play from there... and, blah, blah, blah... I remind my that the world does not revolve around her, and that I taught her how to read... thank you very much... so, we let it go at that... and, my always wants the cds that I make... I told her some stories as she was eating, and at one point she just burst out laughing... and spewed her food out, not too bad, but, she was embarrassed and blushed... but, that kind of broke the ice... and over the next few weeks we went to other restaurants that she had deals with... finally, I took her to some places I knew of, like "Texas de Brazil"... man, oh man... she loved that place... I can tell all of you... please stop reading if you are vegetarian or vegan.... my women must be carnivores... It won't make sense to me if they are not... plus, they have to luv shrimp, as I am a shrimp lover... I can live with practically everything else, but dealbreakers are dealbreakers... Now, Rachel loved hot weather... she still does... So, what did i love about her... we could talk for hours... now, a lot of you out here in blogland, don't like to talk, much less read more than one page of a man's blog... I get that... some of you have posted a single emoji for your response to my blog and/or the content within your blog... That seems odd to me, but, it's not a deal breaker... "When it’s love like that And you look like that Talk to me, why won’t ‘cha talk to me Can’t you see I’m burning up..." -- Carl Rae Jepsen "Talk to me" I had taken her to the Fort Worth Water Gardens, yes, these are the same ones that I had taken my Aphrodite from far away to in my most recent blog series. She loved this. I also took her to an Ambrosia concert. It was after that concert that she saw how I loved music... Her taste in music opened up significantly. So... one fateful day, about two months after we started going to dinners, she bought me a bottle of "Crown Royal"... that is my fav choice of alcoholic beverage... I asked her if we could share it that night... she agreed, and we met at her place... That night was the first time we made love... We started kissing in her living room and, when it got a little heated, she took me to her bedroom... On the way, she asked me if she could suck on my dick... Are you kidding me... those are words that bring this naive soul to complete attention... I paused for 1/1,000,000 of a second, if that long... and said... you can suck on my dick for as long as you want... and, i meant it... This question was like a gift from god... I had never had a woman ask me that before... normally, women have either enjoyed oral or not, and just jump right in following a lead, or taking the initiative... but, this one was different. She undressed me, then took her clothes off except for her bra and panties... It wasn't that she was shy... because she wasn't shy... but, she wanted to be satisfied like I had never, ever had the pleasure before in my life, or since her... You see, she is the only woman that I've been with that had throat orgasms... For this naive soul, after our first intimate moment, I had to research this phenomenon on the internet... Because, I couldn't believe it... "You don't need me to show the way, love Why do I always have to say "love" C'mon (C'mon), c'mon (C'mon), c'mon (C'mon), c'mon (C'mon) Please please me, whoa yeah, like I please you..." -- The Beatles "Please, please me" Back then, I had decided to focus on my lover's needs... i wanted to give to women, rather than take care of myself... I'd been doing that for years, and while I luv to cum and enjoy love making, I didn't feel, at that time, that I was doing my share, only worried about my own needs... and, then, I wake up with this fortunate turn of events, to coin a phrase. "She's a Killer Queen Gunpowder, gelatine Dynamite with a laser beam Guaranteed to blow your mind Anytime..." -- Queen "Killer Queen"... Those lyrics were inserted, not to portray someone that pursued men, but, when she connected, she knew what she wanted, and drove herself to incredible pleasures... countless "throat orgasms"... As, this was a first for me... and I had many, many firsts with Rachel... I almost came in the first 30 seconds... she was extremely gentle with me, leading me to her bed, undressing me (I have found that women like to undress me... and, I've also run into some women that don't like to be undressed...) so, I, being easy going, just go with the flow... She stopped me at the bed and dropped to her knees and began kissing my dick and then sucking on it, she would work her lips to the side of my shaft making a sucking motion while she went up and down, and then, she would engulf my dick in her mouth... after 30 seconds, she shivered, and moaned, and stared up at me, and sighed as if an incredible amount of stress and satisfaction had been had by her... she asked me if I felt it... I said... I was happy that she enjoyed herself... I almost came, as the intensity of the moment was so arousing and erotic... we had never touched till this day, no kisses, no nothing... and, then.. tonight fireworks, and my lover being totally satisfied... but, she wasn't done yet... she was ok with kissing me but, she wanted to suck on my dick... She finally undid her bra, after about an hour of orgasms... and re-filling of our drinks... she was shaking all over, as she hadn't been with a man in months, and thanked me for allowing her to have her way with me... She titty fucked me a couple of times sucking on my dick and rubbing her melonlicious breast around them as if it were her pussy... at some point, as I was enjoying her enjoying me... she pulled her panties off and got on her back, and asked me to make luv to her... I kissed her... I sucked on her nipples and stuck my fingers inside her... she was so wet... but, I wanted to make sure that she was ready... so, I dove down and tasted her other set of lips... she screamed for joy... she came again... and, then, I decided it was time to insert my dick in her... during the initial penetration she screamed and shivered again... she edged her head to one side of the bed, because she liked to turn her head from side to side... and, I was ok with that... I don't know how long we went, but, she dug her nails in my back another time moments before I came... and, then, she just laid there running her fingers thru my hair... she thanked me for a wonderful night... We showered and I got dressed and went home... On the way home, she called me, like she would many times later, to thank me for a wonderful evening. I was the lucky one, because here was a woman that had throat orgasms... and, she was getting pleased... so, i was in heaven... wow... April 2, 2013 was the last time we were together... She lives in Albuquerque, taking care of her parents... I miss her...
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Can this truly be happening? I'm losing my mind, yes, this gentle heart is beginning to come to...	Posted:Mar 28, 2016 11:27 pm Last Updated:Mar 29, 2016 10:22 pm 7648 Views
Can this truly be happening? I'm losing my mind, yes, this gentle heart is beginning to come to terms with the fact that this seemingly unattainable heavenly creature will be gone in less than 12 hours... Isn't it weird what a mind goes thru at the strangest times... I mean, here i am at the Russian Banya... we've just finished with the cold tank and the Finnish sauna... and, now my lover with melonlicious breasts has decided that she wants to experience the cherry flavored edible massage oil here, in the massage room of this establishment. And, I've flashed visions of her gone... not here anymore... not looking at me... not sucking on my dick... not kissing my lips... not moaning for joy has she has climaxed more times these past two days than in her entire life... because, maybe she wasn't really releasing herself to another man... not like she has been here... it's as if another door has opened to who she is, what she defined herself as before... Now, I'm not saying that I'm god's gift to womankind... not by any stretch of the imagination... but, I do listen... and, I do aim to please... and, I do treat each intimate moment like it is a first and, maybe a last... to some of you that seems strange... you've written to me that "that's silly easy... why don't you just go for it... why have a conscience... why think twice about it..."... well, not all of you write me those thoughts... but, some of you have... and, I can't help how I feel... and, so this song has popped into my head... "Now you've disappeared somewhere, like outer space You've found some better place... And I miss you, like the deserts miss the rain And I miss you, like the deserts miss the rain..." -- Everything but the Girl "Missing" I cannot stay melancholy for long, as my Aphrodite leads me to the massage room... here we find two massage tables... during the day, one can purchase real massages by the 1/2 hour from the facility... But, it is late and the place is no longer open to the public tonight... Alexis and her boyfriend Chet are here in the Finnish sauna with our hostess, the lovely Svetlana... With the ice chest, the champagne, the stogies and the massage oil, my lover and I enter the massage area, and she shuts the door... at that moment, Pink starts singing to us... She comes out of the wall (figuratively only...) and as our robes are being hung on pegs... we hear this... "...I'll make you wish there was 48 hours to each day Your problem is you ain't been loved like you should What I got to give will sho nuff do you good... Tell me somethin' good..." -- Pink - "Tell me something good" I pour us some champagne and kiss her ever so gently... I start with those sweet lips... yes, I've tasted both sets... and, she luvs me starting with those lips closest to her eyes... and, with the chilled champagne and our warm orifices our tongues begin dancing inside, sparks are beginning to fly... I have a generous supply of 'cherry flavored' edible massage oil... Enough for all of us... but, I'm not thinking of anybody but me and her... "tell me somethin' good"... our bathing suits fall to the floor... and i help her to the massage table... she puts up a resistance as she wants to rub the oil on me first... and, I say "please... let me please you..." and, with that, the she gets comfortable on the table... As I've stated before, she is here to please and be pleased... and, OMG, has she hit every erotic nerve I've ever thought I had in my body... I can only hope that I have given her equal or better treatment... we've thanked each other often for the pleasurable moments we've experienced... I can't tell all of you how important it is to let your lover know that you find her pleasing... I've only met one woman that claimed to be a mind-reader... all others, are mere venutians... maybe goddesses, but, none can really read my mind... and, so it hasn't hurt me to tell her how much she's pleased me... and I thank her for the only investment that I "require" of my lovers... "time"... I don't need gifts, I don't need money, I only need your "time"... and, when I'm with you... I'm with you... I'm not eyeing my phone, or tapping my nails... or aloof to whatever is going on around me... I am focused... I'm one with you... Have you ever been with a person that feels that way about you? Could this be you??? I grab the cherry flavored edible massage oil and begin rubbing it on my hands... she starts purring like a cat... ready for me... I go to the top of the table where her head is and apply some to her forehead... gently kissing and massaging her temples... my fingers crawl down her face as if they were luv dripped tentacles that go to a beat by Nelly... yes... "It's getting hot in here" "'Cause I feel like busting loose And I feel like touching you, uh uh And can't nobody stop the juice So baby tell me what's the use? I said It's getting hot in here, so hot, so take off all your clothes I am, getting so hot, I wanna take my clothes off..." --Nelly "Hot in here Ok, so we're already naked... but, you just have to go with the beat... and the heat... yes, this is happening... I pour some more lotion on my hands and rub the back of her neck as she stares into my gaze... we are there for each other... she is lying on the padded table, moving to the beat of Nelly's song... then as I kiss those lips i can see the other set of lips, and I know she is wet... not from the shower... her juices are flowing because she wants me to taste her... my tongue is playing inside her mouth... my fingers are massaging her shoulders... her nipples have shot out to heaven... they want to be sucked on... but, I'm not going to do that... not yet... she is throbbing, she has a pain between her legs... but, she is being kissed now... and... it's getting hot in here... i get some more lotion and rub my hands down her sides, being careful not to touch her breasts, even though they are shaking now... those melinlicious breasts are beggin' me to suck on them, to play with them, they want my tongue, my lips, my breath... but, they are having to wait... because I am tasting those upper set of lips... the ones that long to be kissed slowly, gently, and have my tongue wrap around her tongue... as my hands go down the side of her body down to her hips and back up and then, I massage those shoulders... now, I work my way around the side of the table... near her stomach... my hands massaging the top of her chest with the left hand, the right hand covering her stomach... her eyes say "fuck me easy... fuck me hard...", but, she is not ready yet... I want her to be like butter on a pan, all melted and ready for something to be cooked... something to be undone... something to explode... a first to remember... not something that is a slam-bam, thank you ma 'am... some of you want this blog to end long ago... but, those that are patient... those that want to be taken to a higher place... cum, releasing so many demons that have been trapped inside you for so long... so many thoughts swirling in your head... I'm licking her stomach... being ever so careful not to touch those breasts... those nipples are craving touches, but, they will have to wait... "Desperado Sitting in an old Monte Carlo We've both had our hearts broke, uh huh Take it easy I'm not trying to go against you I can be a lone wolf with ya..." -- Rihanna "Desperado" Rihanna has stepped in the room... she is rubbing my back with the lotion... she is singing to both of us... my lover... her eyes are wide open, she is amazed that such a singer is singing these erotic lyrics to us... we have our own concert... our own serenade... I motion to Rihanna to step back as I am rubbing the lotion around the exterior of my lover's pussy and I need some room... I tell Rihanna... "please give me some room baby, I mean... you are a wonderful singer and all, but, I'm in the process of making luv to my Aphrodite..." and, she understands and backs away, not missing a beat... I really enjoy this... psyche!!! Now, I rub that lotion between her thighs, still... I've not touched her pussy or her breasts... she is dripping her essence on the table... my lover is patient... I massage her legs and go to her feet, licking the lotion off... hmmm, her body sweat with this cherry gives me this hard-on, that is difficult for me to contain, and Rihanna is looking interested, but, I'm here for my far away lover... I'm not sharing this moment with Rihanna... now, how many guys do you know that would do this... well, this is my blog and I'm sticking to it... just sayin'... She is shaking... she is biting her lip, sucking on a finger... so I finally spread her legs and place her feet closer to her butt... now, she is ready for me to play with her pussy... yes, she screams... "please easy... take me... I'm yours..."... and, I must put my lips to her lips and taste her beautiful essence... she is drenched and as my tongue goes inside her she brings her hand down to rub her clit and cums... she has a full body orgasm that causes her to moan and then I have to climb up on top to suck on those nipples and just before I insert my dick into her... she says "wait..." and pulls me to her and then puts me on my back on the table... and then she grabs the lotion and says... "it's my turn..."... Fuck me... this is where I have to leave you my little pretties... my keyboard is all sticky... I have to clean it so that I can finish this blog... any thoughts???
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Am I in heaven with my Aphrodite; Alexis & Svetlana at the Russian Banya? Or, am I just dreaming...	Posted:Mar 25, 2016 11:26 pm Last Updated:Mar 29, 2016 8:56 am 7654 Views
Am I in heaven with my Aphrodite; Alexis & Svetlana at the Russian Banya? Or, am I just dreaming.... This adventure has spanned two days now, and it seems that it has kicked into fifth gear.... Svetalana, the eastern european woman who serves as the hostess of this Restaurant and Banya is a venutian creature of beauty. She leads us thru our journey within the Banya... She is clad in a blue bikini barely covering a small frame with perky tits and a butt, that says "fuck me"... well, she's not really speaking to me specifically, as I am mesmerized by my far away lover who has come to spend two erotic filled days with me... and, she has given me memories that I shall never forget... I know some of you are still re-reading some of the passages of this blog series asking me if that really happened, or how was this accomplished, and was I really that thorough with my plans... my answers to you all, are .... what does it matter, if you are getting wet each time you read my stories... if each time, these writings let you know that you too, can be one with a lover who wants to please and be pleased... that it is truly possible for you to experience pleasures you've only dreamed or read about... thanks for your responses to my blogs, email & messages... I know some of you want to remain anonymous and, that's ok with me... I truly want you to be happy... find that sameone and take them to the limit one more time... "All alone at the end of the of the evening And the bright lights have faded to blue I was thinking 'bout a woman who might have Loved me and I never knew..." -- The Eagles "Take it to the limit" But, as you know, there can only be a "first" time... filled with precious, erotic moments that tantalize all of your senses... not just the ones that you feel right now reading this... I'm talking about the senses of smell, taste, sight, touch, sound... everything to arouse that woman that is captured inside you... that woman that longs to get out... to explode with passion with a lover that can make her feel all of her senses... Have you ever felt that way before? I wonder... With my melonlicous breasted, heavenly creature we have had wonderful moments of pleasure... why... is it because we are animals... is it because we have nothing better to do... it is because we see each other... we feel each other... we have tasted each other... each time, as if it was a first, because I may never be with her again... i want to remember each moment as if it were my last... with each nibble, each lick, each touch of her skin, each kiss, our heartbeats pounding with passion, our breaths suppressing momentarily a moan or a sigh of pleasure that two bodies want to share... "You love how you push me to the point of crazy And I love when you're on your knees and begging for me You got me good with all these mind games There you go, you got my heart again Say my name, I wanna hear you call Hold me close, I wanna feel your heart I'm in a cold sweat and I want you bad Now you got me all in my head, like damn..." -- Skrillex Diplo Jack U "Mind" feat. Kai (Breakdown edit out). 2 min. 18 second version of the song... I only love this version of the dozens out there... We follow Svetlana to the shower located outside of the cold tank... She begins to shower her body... I can't help but notice her nipples exploding like temples of desire thru her top... she is looking at Chet and me, not necessarily in that order, but, Alexis and my lover are ok with this... Surprisingly, I'm in my bathing suit like the others, and god has seen it fit for me not to have a raging hard-on because of visions of what is going thru my mind... OMG, please don't embarrass yourself, i think... now, we are bringing in tow the ice chest with the champagne and beer... and all is good with the world... we all take turns rinsing ourselves off in the shower and head to the cold tank... My lover looks so good to me... she is wearing a bikini that supports those melonlicious breasts, these are the breasts that I have touched... seen... smelled... kissed... licked... tasted... somehow, I even heard her breathing while i was sucking on them... she is so beautiful... what strikes me as incredible, is that she sees me... at the masquerade ball, at the dance hall, at the water gardens, at the restaurants... everywhere we have been, many eyes have been on her... many have looked at her with lust in their eyes... you all know that look... when a man sizes up a woman, and looks her up and down... never blinking and finally staring into her eyes as if to say... "I'm ready whenever you are..." except, that my lover only sees me for these two days... that is special... that moves me... some of you that claim to be attainable, are not... not really, because you are still searching for someone even when you find that one... that one that could be the one... perhaps, you can be pleased... but, maybe... not... in this blog, I have found a woman that is capable of being satisfied... she is not insatiable... she is attainable... she is here with me... music has been playing... all thru this adventure... I hope that you like it... some of you profess to like all kinds of music... there is music that I don't like... and, so I won't post those songs here... but, I thank those of you that are sharing some of your songs with me... I luv that... As I jump into the cold tank following the others, this is what I'm hearing before I hit the water... "Let's put it into motion I'mma give you a promotion I'll make it feel like a vacay, turn the bed into an ocean We don't need nobody, I just need your body..." -- Fifth Harmony - "Work from home" (feat. Ty Dolla $ign) Once, I hit the water, those words were gone... as the room filled with screams of people that felt their balls shoot up into their throats, and not in a good way... in a way, that said... "fuck me... this is so fucking cold"... one feels like you are in a frozen tundra of some sort... but, you are not... you are in the great state of Texas at a Russian Banya... and, we are going thru the motions... We don't spend too much time in the cold tank... Less than 30 seconds to be exact... OMG... all of my body and Chet's has shriveled up... this would not be the time to get out a measuring stick and compare dick sized, I'll tell you that for certain... but, who would think about anything like that... just sayin'... We get out of this frozen liquid, and head to the sauna area... Svetlana has five large bath robes for us, and explains in her russian accent... (settle down boy...) that we should maintain a body temperature so as to not freeze when you leave a sauna... well, why did we do the cold tank.... I mean, that was really, really cold, and my balls still haven't settled to their normal, non-frozen state... I just shuttered after writing this piece... yes, I am a man, but, "fuck" that was cold... ok, I am a warm weather person... I luv to sweat in the summer time... that's just me... She takes us to the Finnish sauna, this is the first of three saunas at this facility... Like the Russian Banya, it is comprised mainly of wood with and it can get pretty hot... there is plenty of room for all of us and Svetlana cranks up the temperature and pours water over the heater... we get steam... and, we are starting to sweat... Alexis, the body & face painter we met earlier in the day tells us that there is a room adjacent to this one with two massage tables... hmmm... I brought the cherry flavored edible massage oil... I luv it when a plan starts to materialize... As we start getting hot... this song pops into the speaker system... what are the odds of that... one hundred percent guaranteed to happen... at least in my blogs, it will always be an option... " So you can drag me through Hell If it meant I could hold your hand I will follow you cause I'm under your spell And you can throw me to the flames I will follow you, I will follow you..." -- Bring me the horizon "Follow you"... I whisper into the ear of my goddess... "thank you for being here... thank you for being you"... she looks at me with those deep eyes... and kisses me... Alexis, Svetlana and Chet, are buds and are having a great time... We stay in the sauna a few minutes and then go outside to cool off and shower our bodies... Then, my Aphrodite wants to know if that massage oil is really edible, and would it feel good on the tip of her tongue... As I pour her a glass of champagne, I say... what the fuck, let's give it a try... we head to the massage room... and, that is where I will leave you my little pretties... any thoughts?
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We left the Charity Masquerade Ball and headed towards our next adventure. We needed to make...	Posted:Mar 19, 2016 11:58 am Last Updated:Mar 20, 2016 10:41 pm 7979 Views
We left the Charity Masquerade Ball and headed towards our next adventure. We needed to make a couple of stops first. First, we headed to Walmart near Montfort & Arapaho. We picked up beach towels & bathing suits... We got some strange looks here. Next, we drove to Addison, wearing our attire from the ball. I picked up four bottles of champagne, plastic glasses, an ice chest on wheels, two bags of ice, cork screw, and Shiner Bock (Alexis and her boyfriend drank this)... we got more strange looks walking thru Centennial. But, it was all good, 'cause my Aphrodite and me were in our own world... maybe a "Game of Thrones" episode"... wait, maybe an "Easy Going adventure"... yeah, that sounds better... maybe, even a little safer. I also got some Blackstone Cherry Swisher sweets... My lovers have always loved that aroma while drinking champagne and tasting each other, even the ones, that don't like smoking... I rarely smoke stogies, maybe once every six months... but, only for sameones or special ocassions, like a wedding or something... Our next stop was "The Russian Banya" in Carrolton. The posted hours of operation are 10:00 AM to 10:00 PM, however, Alexis swore to me that they stayed open till the early morning hours as long as their were guests... It was after 10:00 PM. Sure enough, the doors were open... And, wouldn't you know it, Svetlana, the beautiful, red-headed hostess that I'd met months ago checking this facility out, greeted us. She didn't recognize me, 'cause we were still wearing our costumes, which were fixin' to come off... Alexis and her boyfriend... (he happened to be a sheriff for a local suburb, and turned out to be quite the character)... had just arrived and were ready to have some fun. It was clear that Alexis frequented this establishment as Svetlana kissed her on the cheek and told her there were only a couple of regulars here, who were about to leave. And, then, we'd have the place to ourselves... I handed Svetlana a "Benjamin Franklin", and she slipped it in her bra and led the way to our playland... "Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends We're so glad you could attend, come inside, come inside There behind a glass stands a real blade of grass Be careful as you pass, move along, move along..." -- ELP "Karn Evil 9" It is strange that this song was playing, I remember it so clearly, even though one of the band members passed away recently, there are so many songs that they left us with. Some of you have blessed me with erotic stories of your own with ice cubes and chocolate and strawberries and raw luv making. This story is like "A tale of two cities"... My godess has come from far away to be with me... but, not just to be... to live... to inspire me and others... to touch... to breathe... to taste... to suck... to kiss... to nibble... to lick... to smell... to ride... to be ridden... to please... to be pleased... Have any of you done anything like this? Are you free spirits beyond the penned word? Are you able to envision the kinds of adventures that I've shared with you with this particular series? I wonder... so much talk, so little action... She has been like a breath of fresh air, like the sunshine to a flower that is opening up for the first time... and, may open up again, and again, and again. "But if I'm one thing Then that's the one thing I should know Can anybody find their home..." -- Keane "Sunshine" This song was not playing, only in my head was I thinking about us, about her, about where she had flown to... for the first time, so far away from her home... far away from places she was familiar with... the only thing familiar to her was this lover who had captured her attention for these past few months. She has many suitors, she has melonlicious breasts that taste of "all woman".. but, not like every woman... no, she is particular of what she wants... she can pick her pleasure... she chose this naive soul over many options... she shared stories of her wants, needs, experiences... Not to impress, not to intimidate, only to convey the message of what defined her... she let me know that she was attainable... she didn't change her mind at the drop of a hat... her issues she resolved the best way she knew how, her aspirations, were for her, not for others... she was a caring person that knew how to love and be loved. She knew what she wanted... She was not re-inventing herself... She was not questioning where was she going... She had a vision... and, for right now... for these past two days, I was 'Lucky enough' to be included in it... Lock, stock and barrel... Svetlana seated us at a round table that was equidistant from the pool tables located on the east side of this Russian establishment and the cold water tank. This place was not as romantic or jazzy as some Banya's that I've read about, but, it would do in a pinch for our purposes... The area we were in was open and had the furniture for people to lounge around. The Russian Banya has three main components: a Finnish Sauna, Turkish Steam Bath and the actual Russian Banya (the hottest). The eye-opener is the cold tank. All of your senses are aroused when you jump into it. And, then you alternate between the rest of the warm/hot steam areas... I am apprehensive about being here, as we have had non-stop "easy going" action, and I'm a little worn out. Somehow, my Aphrodite is full of energy... She takes advantage of every second of her life. Like a movie line I luv... "she doesn't have time to bleed"... She can sleep later, as there is no rest for the wicked... although, she is not wicked, i just like that line... "I got a pocket, got a pocket full of sunshine I've got a love and I know that it's all mine... Take me away (take me away) A secret place (a secret place) A sweet escape (a sweet escape)" -- Natasha Bedingfield "Pocket full of sunshine" My eyes are for my melonlicious heavenly creature... the one that sees me, the one that has ventured so far away to be with a sameone, not a pretender... One who seeks to understand before forming an opinion. We understand that this may not be "forever", but, the difference is that it is "now"... and, that investment of time, where she can take me away to brighter days... always... a place that I go to... with her... We go to separate bathrooms to change into our bathing suits. When we come out, I crack open a bottle of champagne, pass out a couple of beers and toast to the four of us. The moment is a magical first... I introduce all to their first ever "Blackstone Cherry" swisher sweet... Svetlana gets a whiff, and comes to us... I'm thinking she is going to tell us that there is no smoking... but, she doesn't... she asks if she can have one... Of course... and, I light her up... She stares at an empty glass and, I pour her some champagne... My lover asks Svetlana to tell us how to do this the right way. She says that there is no right or wrong way, but, that she likes to start in the... but, then she says... wait a minute... I'll be right back and show you... She gets up and puts a "Closed" sign in the front door and turns out the exterior advertising sign for the place. The other guests had already left. When she comes back, she undoes her dress revealing a beautiful body with a 'blue' bikini barely covering her private parts... At this moment this song comes on over the speakers... "It's getting near dawn, When lights close their tired eyes I'll soon be with you my love, To give you my dawn surprise..." -- Cream "Sunshine of your love" Me and Chet (Alexis' boyfriend) look at each other in disbelief, as we feel the party is about to start... And, with that I shall leave you my little pretties...
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OMG, what do I do... My cube mate with melonlicious breasts is driving me crazy, but, in a good way	Posted:Mar 18, 2016 9:35 pm Last Updated:Mar 21, 2016 9:38 pm 7850 Views
OMG, what do I do... My cube mate with melonlicious breasts is driving me crazy, but, in a good way... I've listened to many of you and held back my erotic desires with her... Ok, yes, I took her out to lunch last week and it was wonderful... We talked about how kinds of things including: her live-in boyfriend (which she called a complicated "platonic" situation, boy, have I heard that a lot this month)... WTF is going on with me... This woman is too, too, too, too, too, young... I must sound like a broken record... but, she is only 32... Why do I bother with writing this post? Most of you will say... take it easy "easy", it's never any good to start something at work... you know that, and still you are tempting temptation... You bet your sweet ass I am playing with fire... but, in my defense, she is so fucking hot... Ok, for some of you newbies to my blog... I am a sucker for a woman with melonlicious breasts... I luv it, I luv it, I luv it... I am an animal when it comes to this incredible trait... plus, she has long black hair, soft skin... that says... "fuck me, please"... now, perhaps, I'm the only one that hears that... but, I don't think so, because many men stop by this waiting flower on a regular basis... But, I don't have to stop by... she is my cube mate... she sits less than 4 feet from me... Her eyes are deep black... she has a Cindy Crawford mole on her face... I just want to lick her lips... both sets... slow, easy, gentle, the easy, going way... but, is this too dangerous? I'm listening to this song as I write this blog... I'm torn between asking for a seat change... kind of like being at a poker table and you feel unlucky in a certain seat and, so, you ask for a seat change button... "Somethin' 'bout you makes me feel like a dangerous woman Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you Makes me wanna do things that I shouldn't Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you..." -- Ariana Grande "Dangerous Woman"... I can't get this song out of my head... and, BTW, she doesn't even wear Chanel #5... OMG, she better not come to work Monday wearing it... I'll just have to go to the gym downstairs and take a cold shower... Ok, so you all are going to have to help me out here... really... She has started working out this year, and I told her I like my women with meat on their bones... She didn't say anything to that remark... she just said that she had slowly put on some weight... and, needed to get some off... I said that I didn't see any imperfections with her or her body... Now, you have to understand that she is looking right at me, when I'm talking to her... she is not blushing, or blinking... and, even when my eyes go down to her breasts, she doesn't take her eyes off of me... and, I feel like I'm doing something wrong, but, I can't help it... Maybe, I need to psychiatric help... maybe, I'm imagining everything, maybe, I'm over-worked, maybe, she is getting ready to call HR to come and tell me to back off... but, I don't think she is doing that... now, wait a minute, maybe, she sees me as a father figure type... that would be the second woman that would have told me that this year... I don't like hearing that... but, it is what it is... maybe, I should quit listening to her... "Reach for the sky Keep your eye on the prize Forever in my mind Be my golden sunshine..." -- Matisyahu "Sunshine"... This song reminds me of the "animal House" movie, where an angel and a devil are trying to advise the young college on what the right thing to do is... Well, so... earlier in the week, she tells me about these migraine headaches she's been having, and I asked her how long had she been having them, and she said since junior high... and, I said, so since puberty... and, she said yes... I swear she bit her lip... but, maybe she didn't... but, she didn't stop... she continued to tell me how she took prescription "preventive" pills that helped her alleviate the migraines... however, lately, she has had them with greater frequency... I told her, she probably was salivating over wanting to suck on my dick and ride me... maybe, ride me hard cowgirl style... --- Wait... I didn't say that... what I said was... my sister had migraines and so did my mom... so, I've met many people (men & women) afflicted with this condition... and, I asked her has it been happening all of her life, and she said off and on... but, it only started back in the last 3 months or when she was under serious pressure... I told her, she wasn't drinking enough water... because, now that she was pushing herself 4 days a week on the elliptical machine, that she was probably getting dehydrated, because she was trying to lose weight... plus, she was drinking redbulls every now and then... I told her, that some people can't drink redbulls, because the stuff they put inside them elevates your blood pressure and if she is prone to migraines, that she better stop... she looked at me, and tilted her head... as if to say, kiss me and fuck me right now... but, maybe, that is not what she meant... but, then, today, she came to work late, and started talking to me again... she asked me what my plans were for the weekend (three weekends in a row), and yet, again, I didn't bite... she said she only had plans to take her to the theater one day... and, then she asked me if I felt lucky and was I going to the casino... Fuck yes, I felt lucky and I wanted to bang her right there... but, what I said was... yes, I will go play cards this weekend, don't know when... and, then, she said... if you get into trouble, please call her... OMG... I can't believe she said that... I got a hard on right then and there... and, with the pain around my dick, I had to slowly twist in my chair and be totally cool like I wasn't feeling anything... OMG... this is very difficult... I told her that I would call her if I needed her... she said... "please do"... fuck me... she is saying all of the right things... maybe, she isn't saying any of those things... maybe, I'm talking to myself... could that be possible? I guess it could... anyway... I snuck out for lunch with another co-worker today... and, then I was in meetings... but, they were taken from my desk and between calls, she asks me what I am drinking... and, I think... well, that is weird, but, I tell her that I have a diet pepsi... and, then I tell her she's not drinking enough liquids so... she gets up and leaves and comes back a few minutes later... she hands me a 20 oz. diet pepsi and peanuts to snack on... OMG... I thanked her... and, she just looked at my and started drinking a big bottled water... she said she would drink more liquids... I asked her if she wanted to taste me... --- No, I didn't say that... I told her to have a great weekend... "So you can drag me through Hell If it meant I could hold your hand I will follow you cause I'm under your spell And you can throw me to the flames I will follow you, I will follow you..." -- Bring the Horizon "Follow You"... I'm going to run out of songs... I can't keep posting so often... but, as you all know, music, women... I can't live without them... So, there you have it my little pretties... that is what is going on in my head... any thoughts?????
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