Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Clarification

I was rereading a little of what I've written, and I want to clarify that I'm not a tool, douchebag, or asshole. I'm actually a really nice guy. I just happen to love sex. Love thinking about it, love doing it, am constantly horny... I can't help it. If I still had the time I'd be jerking off for hours on end. I just...love...sex.

But I'm a nice guy. Honestly. I'll hold the door open for you, let you cut ahead of me in the grocery store line if you only have a couple of items compared to my full cart; I say "please" and "thank you". I'll be nice to your mom and dad and they'll think I'm a great guy to date. Then I'll take you downstairs and fuck you on the washing machine while they watch TV. Is that a bad thing? Does it make me bad? Am I a terrible human being for look at your breasts while I hold that door open for you, or imagine what your ass looks like under your jeans while you cut in front of me? How can I be faulted for finding amazing levels of enjoyment in the beauty around me?

Can you honestly say "I may have picked these jeans because they make my ass look good, but GODDAMN IT DON'T YOU LOOK AT IT!!!"? Well you can say anything you want, but that doesn't make it true. I'm true, and I'm honest. I don't apologize for liking your body and fuck I shouldn't have to. I will not make you feel like a piece of meat, and I will not make comments about you, or snicker with my friends or spread rumors. I will not make you feel self-hate because I look at you. Your self-image will not falter and deflate because you realize I like what I saw.

In fact, the opposite will happen. If you're quick enough, and clever enough, and get to see the stark amazement in my eyes that you even exist and look like you do and thank all the angels above I GET TO SEE YOU, how can you want to punish me? If I believed in a god then I'd have to wonder why he made you so enticing if not to beg notice. You'll never see a leer on my face when I look your way. Only true and honest appreciation of the form in which you belong. Be you short or tall, big or small, large breasts or little breasts, I will find something attractive in you. *grin* You'll probably get me hard LOL.

Sorry about the little rant. So I wanted to say that if you read what I write and find yourself not enjoying it, or getting mad that I went out with one woman and let her drain my dry, and then went out with another later that night and let HER drain me dry, I'm sorry. It's not my intention to make you upset but I will tell the truth about my life so far.

So sit back, relax, and feel free to stick your hand in your pants and bring yourself to orgasm while I talk about my own. Life is short, make it sweet.

Monday, July 29, 2013

That reminds me...

I was driving down the road yesterday and I had a very vivid memory come through my head all of a sudden. I was back in college dating Michelle and Kristi. I was driving Kristi home one night after we had watched a few movies at my apartment. Because of her disability she couldn't drive, do her mom dropped her off. Incidentally, her family really liked me. Her mom took me aside one day and thanked me for beign her daughter's friend. I was touched by it and said something about being the one that was honored with the friendship and something else about what an amazing woman her daughter was. I did NOT mention that her daughter loved sucking down my cum at every opportunity. That would have been in bad taste... *hyuck hyuck hyuck* Get it?

Back to the recollection. So we had been watching a few movies. That's code for "we watched about 40 minutes of the first one and then she wanted to pump my cock." So I had already given her a big drink.

The drive to her house took about 30 minutes or so. It really wasn't take far but you know how traffic and lights and 35-40mph roads are. We were about 10 minutes in and had been talking about something going on that weekend when she leaned over sideways and started rubbing my crotch through my pants! Now I'm not a skinny guy and there's no way someone's head is going to fit between me and the steering wheel, and she could obviously see that. So instead she kept right on stroking me, getting me harder and harder. Telling me things that she wanted me to do to her and how much she had been wanting to blow me in the car. Soft to fully hard in 2.6 seconds LOL. Beat that Jaguar! We pulled down the street to her house and I had to slow down to match the speed limit. Lucky thing I did too. There was a cop just a few hundred feet after the turn. Kristi didn't stop jerking my shaft though. She started begging me to cum for her and saying how much she loved tasting my spunk. The feeling was amazing and I knew I wouldn't last long. Her words got to me and pushed me to a whole other level of excitement. I slowed the car to a crawl; just letting the normal rolling speed move us. I told her I was almost there and ready to cum as I turned the car into her driveway. She pulled herself over a little more and put her mouth as close to my tip as she could. 20 feet from stopping and I shot my second load that night. God it was amazing. She aimed me perfectly and 3 hard shots hit her square in the mouth. She swallowed them quickly and the next 2 hit her chin and nose. I only know that because she brought her head up after that. 20 feet and suddenly she had my cum on her face. She used her other hand to wipe it into her mouth and licked her fingers clean. She jerked me several more times to make sure I was empty before licking that hand clean too. Then we were stopped. No one was looking through the windows. We had made it safely. She kissed me and thanks me for the delicious mouthfuls LOL. I got out and got her wheelchair set up outside her door. She slide into it and rolled up the ramp to the front door.

I watched her until she was inside and then I drove back home and took a shower. I might have also jacked off in the shower remembering that night.

Sunday, July 28, 2013

4 Day Post

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Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Stupid people

Sometimes I'm shocked by the stupidity/ineptitude of my coworkers. I hold to the belief that if you're put in charge of something then you should understand the thing of which you are in charge. That's logical right? No one would put me in charge of Accounting. I'm not an accountant. I wouldn't know what to do. Yet I see people around me involved in areas they know nothing about, and are basically to stupid to really understand. I use "stupid" to also mean lazy, ignorant, unambitious... I want to feel like it's their fault. I hold people responsible for their actions or inactions, and telling your boss "hey, I have no idea what this is or what you want me to do" is an action. Not telling your boss that you don't have a fucking clue is an inaction. See what I did there?

It just pisses me off. Especially when they come to me because they don't understand it. I ask, "have you looked at google.com? I hear they have a lot of monkeys typing information there..." They look at me blankly and I can see the shape of their souls. They're sheep. Cattle. Ready to be led down the slaughter chute. I just don't understand it.

I'm getting a little short on time. I've got a meeting coming up. Wellllllll more of a working meeting. What I'd REALLY like it to be is a meeting where I get to shove my cock up Kristin's ass. She's an assistant with a very nice ass. *laugh*

My memory of the day.... Let's see. Oh I have one for you. So the old g/f Michelle and I were alone in my apartment. We had just come in from a movie. Now she was short. 4'11 short. Luckily, when I was kneeling that put her full breasts right at eye level. So I dropped down and took advantage of that! Wouldn't you? Damn I wish I had a picture of her still that I could post (head dropped or blurred of course). So we're making out and I'm alternating between running my tongue over her thick nipples and licking her own tongue. Her pants come off and I don't have to go down too far before I'm eating her out. Her back against the wall, right foot planted on the ground with her left leg dangling over my shoulder as I glide my teasing tongue over her increasingly wet pussy. This was before we had actually had "penile penetration" LOL so I didn't get to fuck her. I did give her two very good orgasms. I can only tell they were good because of the screaming and her ending up slumped over my back. I carried her to the bed and turned her into a 69 with me on top. Even though I couldn't fuck her pussy, I did do a fair job of taking her mouth. We both loved that. With her being as excited as she was I didn't last long. Sometimes that can be an issue with me. The more excited the girl gets, the more excited I get. I really have to try hard to calm down or I'll blow after one or two strokes lol. Well this time that didn't both me and I didn't want to COMPLETELY crush her. So after giving her a third orgasm I came down her throat. Now I don't expect a woman to love or enjoy swallowing, I think it's a huge turn-on and a very pleasant surprise, but I'd never force her to do that or ask her to if I knew she didn't like it. Luckily Michelle did heh heh heh. She drained me and then we rolled over onto our sides and she kept sucking me until I was soft. We laid there for a few more minutes before she had to go. Memory complete *wink*

I keep forgetting to add a title

So I've said before that none of the names I'm using are real. That's true, but the first letters of the names ARE real. That way I can keep things straight.

I loved high school. I had a great time. Well obviously if you read the last post you know what I did a lot of LOL, but I did more than that. I bring it up because recently I've been talking to an old high school friend. Now I had a MAJOR crush on this girl all four years. Like most sad teenage guys, she was one of my best friends and I never actually got the courage to ask her out. We went to prom together but it was really as friends and nothing else. I'm almost positive she didn't think of me as anything other than a very good friend; and that's OK. I mean I don't have to like it but I try to stay positive, you know? So anyway, we've been talking a lot.

Now my wife isn't thrilled about this. We had a conversation and it actually made me quite angry. She knows that I had a crush on this girl, Diane; but that was over a decade ago! It's not like I'm going to drop my wife and move out with Diane. I told Jackie that and she said she believe me, but apparently I can get a little flirty and she was worried about that. At first I was telling Jackie what Diane and I talked about and how Diane was doing, but now I don't. I don't tell her anything about it and I don't feel bad about that. I don't really care if Jackie talks to old friends, or new ones, or anyone. I trust her and don't worry about it.

So do you think that's OK? Am I wrong? Jackie and I have shared fairly intimate details, but not in a romantic fashion. Mainly she's in a rough/awkward situation with her ex and we've commiserated over our relative horniness levels LOL. .....I did give her this link..... Well Diane, if you're reading this then I hope it doesn't make you mad. I did say I had to write, and you're part of my life as I see it. Obviously if any of you have been reading, you've found it pretty obvious that sex is all over my mind, all the time. I like talking about it, and writing about it. I said Diane and I shared some intimate details of our lives, and we have; but I don't want to take it so far that she gets uncomfortable. Anyone got any ideas? For instance, one day I told her I had already "relieved some stress". That got the point across that I had already jerked off and cum lol. She reciprocated with the little nugget that she had a date with her vibrator the night before. Now being the normally horny guy I am, what do you think that did to me LOL? 1) I immediately imagined that happening. 2) I got semi-hard. 3) I did not tell her either 1 or 2. I don't know if that's too much or not... I don't feel awkward sharing that, or sharing it with HER, but I would feel really bad if I made her feel weird about talking to me or anything like that.

I mean I like her. Well I've always liked her. No, I don't have any hidden fantasy that we'll run off together or anything like that. I'm not "waiting" for her. No matter what she'll always be my friend, even if we don't talk for another 10 years. If I never see or hear from her again, I'll take her friendship to my grave. Assuming I have a grave and don't get vaporized. I do thoroughly enjoy her naughty talk though. Anyone, am I wrong? This would be a good time for one or two people to stumble on this "diary" and share their opinions... I don't care if it's a fake name or not. I'm tired already of seeing "no comments" *smiles*. I'm trying to stay up for another two hours to switch over my daughter's feeding. I'm going to jerk off the whole time or I'll fall asleep. Night!

Monday, July 22, 2013

Too much?

I don't know if it's the act of getting this out or what, but I keep thinking of things to write about. I have little flashes of "oh that would be a good story to tell" or "ooo I should write that down", but I'm only one man. Plus I can't really write very easily at home since the wife doesn't know I'm doing this. So I'm writing all this at work.

In my life so far I've slept with... *counting in my head* eight women. That's actual intercourse. I lost my virginity when I was 18. Fuck that seems late. I mean there were definitely women I wanted to lose it to before then LOL but I never got/took the opportunity. I've always been shy around women. Well shy in regards to anything intimate. Once I warm up I'm not shy of course, but it's cumbersome until then; and I don't really know why. I have very high self-esteem but I'm not arrogant, I'm very secure in myself despite being overweight.

I've got so many things I could write that I'm actually having trouble finding something specific that fits here. Maybe I shouldn't do that. Do you care? Do you have a preference to order here? I'll probably overlap things but I suppose it wouldn't hurt reading them twice....

So I'm "semi-bi". You're probably wondering, "what the hell? You can't be semi-bi. You either like guys AND girls, or just one." Welllllllllllllllllllll you're mostly right. I don't find guys attractive the same way I do women. I don't want to cuddle with guys, or kiss them, or lick them. Well, I only like to lick one part LOL. See, I like giving blowjobs. I just always have. I don't really care if you think that's gross. I don't judge what you like. Well I might, but I'd be nice about it. OK, I WILL judge what you like but I WILL be nice if I don't like it. People have enough problems without worrying if they like something "weird". Some people like rubbing the junk on balloons. I don't get it, but I don't have to. As long as no one is forcing them then they should get a 1000ct box of goddamn balloons and cum all over them.

OK back to sucking cock. It started in high school and I'll be honest, I didn't do it nearly as much as I wanted to. Confession: I'm a tiny bit of a slut for cock. What I mean by that is that I'll suck all night long if I can. You could line up a bunch of guys outside the room and I'd blow them one at a time. More than one at a time if they're comfortable with that. It's funny, I started noticing it when I'd watch porn with friends. Yes, guys do do that when they're young. Other guys didn't like cumshots or really seeing the star's dick on screen. I never understood that. For me, it was just part of the whole thing so why would you NOT want to see it???

Anyways, my first guy was a friend in high school. Nelson. No real names. He was a year younger than me. So he spent the night, a pretty common occurrence. I put on Night Nurses 3. It has one of the best blowjob scenes I've ever seen. You actually get to watch the guy get hard. That's really rare in porn. So we're both watch, and getting horny. The BJ scene comes on and after a couple of minutes I say something about how good that looks and he agrees. Now I know what I'm trying to do but I'm soooooooooo fucking nervous about it. I mean I have no idea how he's going to react or if he's going to want to stop being my friend, but I was really really horny and wanted to try. No, I NEEDED to try. I couldn't stand it anymore. So I very hesitantly asked him if he'd like to try that and he very quickly said "hell yeah I want a girl to do that to me". I was a little disheartened to say the least, but I tried one more time. I said, "well I'm not a girl, but I'd be happy to do that to you."

Then the most nerve-racking 3 minutes of my life. I know because I watched the clock and it seemed to stop. If he said no, our friendship could be over. He didn't say no. He said yes! My cock just about exploded when he said that LOL. I was on my bed and he was on the floor. We kind of joked about where we should do it and decided on him being on the bed and me kneeling on the floor. So he got up and I could definitely see he was VERY hard. He sat down on the bed and pulled his shorts off. I asked him if he wanted me to leave the TV on but he said no. I could see him pretty clearly though by the moonlight coming in through the window. LOL it was right on his dick. I kneeled down by the side of the bed as he was laying down along the edge. I wrapped my fingers around him and that was the first time I touched someone else's dick. It was hot and I could feel him throb. I moved my head down and slid my lips over his head. I managed to get about three quarters of him in my mouth before I had to pull off. I didn't get deep throating down until a few months later LOL. So I'm bobbing my head up and down his cock while my hand strokes his shaft. I lasted about 5 minutes before my arm started to hurt, but I persevered! I don't think he lasted much more than 7 minutes or so. He told me he was going to cum so I could take my mouth off him, but I wanted it. I wanted to taste and swallow his cum. God I was fucking horny. I would have cum immediately if I had bothered to touch my own dick. He arched his back, groaned, and his first spurt hit the back of my throat. He shot 3 more times before slowing down. Being my first time I wasn't quite used to trying to swallow while I was still sucking, so I lost some of his cum out of the corners of my mouth. I don't think he minded though.... After he was done shooting I kept sucking and licking him until he got too sensitive for me to keep going. He said thanks and I said he was welcome, both in a fairly awkward tone. Well we didn't know how we were supposed to act after that. We went to bed. Well HE went to bed, I went to the bathroom and basically coated the whole room in cum. OK that may be an exaggeration. I came in the sink. It was a lot though.

I guess we figured out how we were supposed to act after that awkward ending the night before. My parents and sibling were out of town at a sporting event all the next day. I swallowed his cum 4 more times in just that morning alone LOL. That's another story though....

My morning and ramblings

When I woke up this morning I was planning on writing about the dream I had last night. Ohhhh it was a good one. I woke up around 5am, rolled over on my side at the edge of the bed and came. That's right, you read that correctly. The dream was good enough that it brought me right to the edge of cumming. I didn't even stroke myself, or touch myself AT ALL.  Just rolled over and exploded. Luckily I didn't wake my wife up LOL. That would have been a little awkward since the dream wasn't about her....

I decided not to write about that though. Instead I'll write a dissertation on the eating habits of Madagascar's own... Just kidding. I don't really care about eating habits of anything to which I am not talking. You might have an inkling about this already, but most of my day is spent trying to not think about sex and usually failing at that. I almost wish I wasn't horny all the time. That's a lie. I like being horny; even if I'm not sticking my dick in something. Being horny gives me energy. HAH! It's like someone sticking a big fucking 120V battery up my ass and powering me through the day. What do people who aren't horny do? How do you all function? I remember a day last month that I wasn't horny. It was terrible. I think I was so tired that I didn't get a single hardon all day. So not only was I tired but I was also miserable. Any guy knows how much fun it is to squeeze your hardon. I mean sometimes you can't just whip it out and stroke, but a good squeeze feels pretty damn good.

An old g/f asked me once what it was like to be hard and flex my cock. If you're not familar, flexing is contracting the kegel muscles to make your johnson bounce up and down. I didn't really have an answer for her. I mean how would you describe that? Or for you women, how would you describe feeling something slide into you? It's really difficult! One of those "you just have to feel it" things. Well I was thinking about it for some reason last night and I think I finally have an answer. Not unexpectedly, I was doing both of these two things at the same time. OK here goes: flexing my hardon feels like getting up after sitting in a chair for hours and giving a big stretch. That's it for me. That feeling that extends from your back to all your extremeties. That's how my dick feels. Doneso.

You might be thinking that all I do is think about sex, and that the only purpose of my writing is to write about sex. Well you're partially right, in a way. I wanted to write to get down what I was thinking. Not to write about sex for sex's sake, but to get my thoughts down. It just so happens that most of my thoughts, musings, or remembrances have to do with sex. Now I don't aim to make people feel uncomfortable. I'm not "that guy". So I don't BLATANTLY stare at women's boobs. I do look however. A lot. I would never check out your rack while I was talking to you. That's rude and disrespectful. That's not my goal. I would happily observe them while you weren't looking though. I'm sorry if that makes me sound like a creep. I don't think it does. I don't leer, or make remarks, or expressions... I just enjoy your natural curves. I love boobs. It's funny though, I don't really like the word "tits". I think "tits" sounds a little degrading. Weird right? I mean I could watch breasts all day long, but not once think of them as "tits". The word doesn't offend me or anything, and I like hearing women say anything about their boobs so I wouldn't complain about a woman using it; I just don't like using it myself. I'm an odd guy. Back to trying to work.

Saturday, July 20, 2013

Facts

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Friday, July 19, 2013

2013-07-19

So I've been reading a comic series called Transmetropolitan. It's not a kids comic. It's gritty, violent, and full of sex in a non-sexy way. It might be one of the best comics I've ever read. I don't really know how to describe it. I'd say "Just go fucking read it" but I don't think any of you will; but you should.

So my sister-in-law Rachel is back getting help from my mother-in-law Gretchen. Don't forget people, these aren't real names here. Rachel is literally a whore. She sucks and fucks for money to buy drugs. I've never used a whore before. I HAVE had fantasies about doing very, very naughty things to her though. I did find pics of her naked at one point. I was cleaning off their PC after she was kicked out and found some stuff. Well that got off topic a bit. Despite my wife Jackie's and other sister-in-law's (Cassandra) opinions, Gretchen is giving Rachel money and letting her in the house. There's a whole big backstory about Rachel and getting kicked out, rehab, jail, blah blah blah. It boils down to her doing whatever she can (sucking cock, stealing, lifting...) to get money for pills; and my mother-in-law being FUCKING STUPID enough to let her back in. Wow.

I'm positive I'll have more to write on this at some point. Right now I'm trying not to look at my boss' rack. It's very nice and I'm always horny. I'm not stupid enough to get caught trying to see her nipples though.

In the beginning...

I decided to start writing again. Why? Because I fucking wanted to. I've got shit in my head and I'd like to get it out of there. I was writing a while ago and then stopped. I'm not really sure now why I stopped, but it must have made sense at the time.

There's a show called Black Adder. Watch it bitches, it's funny as hell. Well I watched an interview with one of the creators, Richard Curtis. He said they learned that you should never have a first episode of anything than has any explanation or setup in it. You should jump in like the viewer has been watching all along. I know I've already broken that with this post, but I'm not going to tell you anything else about me here. I'm a blank slate as far as you're concerned. You'll get to know me though. Far better probably than almost anyone else I imagine. All I'll say is that this isn't my real name, and neither are any of the others. They've been changed to protect the "at least mildly innocent".

I figured I'd link back to my older blog. I wanted to start a new one but I thought someone might be interested in the old one anyway. There's not THAT many posts there, so you might as well read it from the beginning if you're going to read it at all. http://loveshotdown.blogspot.com/. I reread it and I'm sorry for the grammar and spelling errors. I must have been typing one-handed again.