My youngest sister McKenzie has a friend named Kate Smalls... Kate's a tight little blonde. She's about 5'5" under 100 pounds if you don't count her DD breasts. She's got one of the nicest asses I've seen in quite some time and barely 18.
McKenzie has told me several times about how hard Kate has been crushing on me. If it wasn't for the fact that she was 17 until about 20 days ago I would have been more than happy to see how things would go between us.
McKenzie told me that Kate was a virgin, never given or got oral, nor hand jobs, and probably hasn't even seen a penis outside of sex ed class. So to me it seemed like a lost cause. No way would an uber virgin a ridiculously horny guy ever work out. That was until the 7th.
Me and McKenzie went to Kate's parents house on Friday. Her parents were home and we hung out in her room. Me and Kate started making out. She wanted to give me a blow job but didn't want her parents catching us. So McKenzie decided to stay on the look out. She stood in the doorway of Kate's small bedroom about 5 feet from the bed I was getting a BJ on.
I didn't think I was gonna get off once you couple Kate's lack of blow job skills, the fact that my sister was right there, and that both girls in the room were barely 18. But I did. After a quick clean up me and McKenzie left with no eye contact to Mr & Mrs Smalls.
I'm sure me an Kate are gonna see a lot more of each other.
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Sunday, November 29, 2009
Paramour: Ryan V
As I mentioned a couple times in my blog in the past I work as a call router for customer service for a big name business... That sounds all well and good, but in reality what I do is answer the phone listen to someone's problems, push 3 or 4 buttons and send them to someone else to deal with... pretty simple job, and it pays decent compared to the work I do... on good days I'll route 200-300 calls... on slow days 20-50... luckily I don't get paid per call, but on an hourly rate... the good thing about my job is the hours... i can work basically my own hours as long as I reach at least 20 per week... granted, I try to get 40 or more... A lot of times, if the first shift is getting slow calls they'll call me before I go in and tell me to take the day off.. not with pay, but still, an impromptu day off is always great...
Its the days that you only get a call once every 10-15 minutes that seem to drag on... and we've had a few of those days lately, probably because of thanksgiving and all, people putting their problems off for the time being... There's games on the computer and all... but I've played minesweeper so many times that I feel I could go to the middle east and defuse every mine field known to man.... so I spend my time doing other things, things I'm great at, like flirting...
Not with the people calling in mind you, that'd get me shit canned in a heartbeat, plus, its mostly old ladies calling in, not that I'm against hooking up with an older woman, but not when they're in their 60s or 70s, I'm not a granny banger... I'm not that desperate... yet...
But there are a lotta sexy coworkers of various ages that I'm more than willing to flirt with... most flirt back, and thus far I've only gotten in trouble once... I got a stern talking to about sexual harassment by our team supervisor who is a woman in her thirties that, if the situation was different (as in she not being my supervisor), I would have slept with already... I've even hooked up with a couple coworkers over the past year... so the flirting works... and lucky for me, the employees are 80% female, so the odds are always in my favor...
Anyway, once in a while we'll get some new people coming in... the company we work for throws money at us, but instead of raising our pay, they hire more people.... which is cool... people need jobs and all, and we get periodical raises every 6 months that we work there....
There was a training class of 5 or 6 people just a couple weeks ago... They let the new hires sit down and listen to us take calls so they can get a feel of it... they spend 3 days, listening to a different person everyday, on the phone with us... I was lucky enough to get a sexy new hire named Ryan sitting next to me listening to calls...
Now, before ya get any ideas, Ryan is a female... with a guy's name... which, in itself, is strangely hot... As soon as I started flirting with her the girls around me had that "Oh he's at it again" look on his face... and I was...
Ryan is 23, out of college, and like so many college kids now-a-days (including me probably) schooling didn't get them a job right out of college... We chatted in between calls (10 minutes at a time) about college, family, lots of other stuff, and before I knew it, it was lunch break and Ryan was giving me a BJ in her car... needless to say that oral sex is a nice icebreaker...
I promised to return the favor the next time we worked the same hours, since we have a half-hour break and the blow job lasted 35 minutes before I could get off... We got yelled at for being late, written up for it, and went about our day... The next day I got called off, and the day after, a Friday I believe, she didn't come to work... the following Monday me and her were both working... she reminded me that I still had a favor to return, and when she said that her face lit up and the shadow of her cheek bones made a U-shape when she smiled...She told me she hadn't gotten any for over a year, I was gonna mention that I haven't gotten anything since the day before, but figured that might kill the mood...
Calls were coming slow... it seemed like an eternity until lunch break... and speaking of time, my dick was pointing straight up in my lose-fitting jeans, if there was sun in the office I'd be a sun dial.. Ryan and me rushed out to her car, in seconds she had her panties off and skirt hiked up and I was more than returning the favor... I've had a lotta practice with going down on women, most of the time I can get women off with my tongue and fingers in 5-10 minutes... We had enough time for me to get her off twice before we went back in and finished our day...
Now that I think of it, she got me off once, I got her off twice... I think she owes me one...
Its the days that you only get a call once every 10-15 minutes that seem to drag on... and we've had a few of those days lately, probably because of thanksgiving and all, people putting their problems off for the time being... There's games on the computer and all... but I've played minesweeper so many times that I feel I could go to the middle east and defuse every mine field known to man.... so I spend my time doing other things, things I'm great at, like flirting...
Not with the people calling in mind you, that'd get me shit canned in a heartbeat, plus, its mostly old ladies calling in, not that I'm against hooking up with an older woman, but not when they're in their 60s or 70s, I'm not a granny banger... I'm not that desperate... yet...
But there are a lotta sexy coworkers of various ages that I'm more than willing to flirt with... most flirt back, and thus far I've only gotten in trouble once... I got a stern talking to about sexual harassment by our team supervisor who is a woman in her thirties that, if the situation was different (as in she not being my supervisor), I would have slept with already... I've even hooked up with a couple coworkers over the past year... so the flirting works... and lucky for me, the employees are 80% female, so the odds are always in my favor...
Anyway, once in a while we'll get some new people coming in... the company we work for throws money at us, but instead of raising our pay, they hire more people.... which is cool... people need jobs and all, and we get periodical raises every 6 months that we work there....
There was a training class of 5 or 6 people just a couple weeks ago... They let the new hires sit down and listen to us take calls so they can get a feel of it... they spend 3 days, listening to a different person everyday, on the phone with us... I was lucky enough to get a sexy new hire named Ryan sitting next to me listening to calls...
Now, before ya get any ideas, Ryan is a female... with a guy's name... which, in itself, is strangely hot... As soon as I started flirting with her the girls around me had that "Oh he's at it again" look on his face... and I was...
Ryan is 23, out of college, and like so many college kids now-a-days (including me probably) schooling didn't get them a job right out of college... We chatted in between calls (10 minutes at a time) about college, family, lots of other stuff, and before I knew it, it was lunch break and Ryan was giving me a BJ in her car... needless to say that oral sex is a nice icebreaker...
I promised to return the favor the next time we worked the same hours, since we have a half-hour break and the blow job lasted 35 minutes before I could get off... We got yelled at for being late, written up for it, and went about our day... The next day I got called off, and the day after, a Friday I believe, she didn't come to work... the following Monday me and her were both working... she reminded me that I still had a favor to return, and when she said that her face lit up and the shadow of her cheek bones made a U-shape when she smiled...She told me she hadn't gotten any for over a year, I was gonna mention that I haven't gotten anything since the day before, but figured that might kill the mood...
Calls were coming slow... it seemed like an eternity until lunch break... and speaking of time, my dick was pointing straight up in my lose-fitting jeans, if there was sun in the office I'd be a sun dial.. Ryan and me rushed out to her car, in seconds she had her panties off and skirt hiked up and I was more than returning the favor... I've had a lotta practice with going down on women, most of the time I can get women off with my tongue and fingers in 5-10 minutes... We had enough time for me to get her off twice before we went back in and finished our day...
Now that I think of it, she got me off once, I got her off twice... I think she owes me one...
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Paramour: Alysia E & Ashley G (A Hell of a Halloween)
So for Halloween I decided to go as Adam (as in Adam and Eve)... I needed a costume that was sexy (guys don't have much to choose from, girls can make any costume sexy) and a little funny... Granted I didn't just tape a leaf to the tip of my dick... My sister Zoe made me the costume...
Zoe is big into cosplay, which is, if you're not nerdy enough to understand, basically making costumes of comic book characters or anime characters and going to conventions and what not dressed as them... so her costume making skills came in handy... Anyway... she came up with the idea of getting a sheer thong that was basically see through and sewing a green leaf made out of felt material (like on a pool table) and sewing it the the front... seemed more decent than my "tape a leaf to my dick idea." so after she made it, and I awkwardly "modeled" it for her to make some adjustments, including her telling me I needed to shave my pubes, I was ready to go...
The costume itself didn't hide much... the leaf covered up my business for the most part but you could easily see some extra business on the sides... but, like I said I needed something sexy... and.. for the record, I have a new respect for women who wear thongs, they are very uncomfortable... so good job ladies...
So I went to a party with Zoe and another one of my sisters Ariana, needless to say I was the center of attention...
Now, as I'm sure I mentioned at least a thousand times on the blog, it doesn't take much to get me hard... I'm like a 15 year old guy when it comes to my libido. With about 40-50 people at that party, mostly female, most in sexy costumes, it didn't take long for me to get a hard on.... When you're 9.5" erect, its difficult to hide a hard on in a pair of baggy jeans, so, in a skin tight, see-through thong with nothing but a small piece of green fabric in front of your package, its impossible...
My first instinct was go to the bathroom, jerk off and hope it goes down.... but since that seemed strange to do at someone else's house (not that it stopped me in the past) i went to plan B... Plan B was to think of baseball, dead kittens, the holocaust, any and all boner killing imagery I could think of...
But of course at the party when I thought of baseball, there was a girl in a sexy baseball players uniform, tight jersey and short skirt like all baseball players wear...
So I thought of dead kittens and two girls showed up at the party dressed as slutty kittens, much better than dead ones, and by "dressed as kittens" I of course mean whiskers drawn on their faces with a sharpie, a cat ear head band, and lingerie... Surprisingly for me, my first thought wasn't "I have to get some of those pussycats" but it was "How is that considered a kitten costume?" But the thought where I wanted to sleep with them wasn't far behind...
Then I thought of the Holocaust... luckily there was no one dressed as a Jew or any sexy Nazi girls... although, Sexy Nazi sounds like an edgy costume...
But, just like Hitler, innocent Jews dying wasn't enough to make my hard-on deflate... At that point, I went to plan C, which I nicknamed the patriot act because I just let my flag fly, and said fuck it... so I spent an hour or so walking around the party with a hard on and decided to change my costume from just "Adam" to "Horny Adam"...
The worst part wasn't even the fact that I had a very public erection, but the fact that I was in a thong and my dick was pushing the front of the thong out about 9 inches, it had some elasticity to it, sure, but that didn't stop the thin piece of fabric in the back from digging into my ass crack more than before... I swear that my ass crack has to be at least 2 inches deeper now... but that a story for another time...
Like I said my costume alone made my popular at the party, the hard-on inside and telling people I was going as "Horny Adam" didn't hurt matters either... Then i met one of my sisters friends, Alysia Edmonson, she was dressed as a sexy cave girl (luckily no arm pit hair or unibrow) she had on a blue tiger striped halter top thing, and a super short blue tiger striped skirt... Alysia I met once or twice before, she's a freshman in the college I'm at but we never really crossed paths, she's brunette, wears eyeliner (which I still think is sexy) average tight college girl body...The only times I've seen her she was cloaked in over-sized hoodies, so I had no idea she had such a sexy body...
We exchanged a bit of flirtacious banter, regaurding our costumes... She asked if I was looking for Eve, to which I replied "Ya know, after she almost made me choke to death on that damn apple, we've been seperated"
We chatted for a minute, the flirting grew, I noticed she was having a fruedian time with her plastic cave-girl club... I don't know if she was doing it on purpose, or if she was totally unaware, but she start stroking the plastic costume prop with her hand, which doesn't do anything for a hard-on but make it more eager...
After about a half hour of chatting, my sister Ariana says "Jesus Christ, why don't you two go upstairs into a spare room and fuck? Landon has a stiffy and you're jerking off your club" It sounded like a good idea... and after Alysia was done blushing we went up stairs... I more than willingly took the thong off... that alone was a better feeling than 100 orgasms, I almost needed a cigarette and a nap after taking it off...
Luckily she had a condom in her purse because I had no where to store one... for some reason while we were fucking doggy style I stopped and thought "Why would a cave girl have a purse?" Thats the problem with me and Halloween, I try to pick out flaws in costumes, even when I should pay attention to the cave girl I'm screwing... First time I ever said that...
We must've gone at it for a while because when we were done, after I came on someone's bed sheets, we got redressed (even though she kept most of her costume on the entire time) we went back down to the party and half the people were gone, Alysia looked at the wall clock, like a cave girl normally would, and said she had to go... she gave me her number, that I gave to my sister to put in her purse since I was sans pockets, and she left....
The remaining people at the party we either stoned or piss-drunk.... so I grabbed some vodka and tried to catch up... my smile must've been a mile long, not so much because I just got laid, but because my hard-on was gone, making my thong much more comfortable...
Since the vodka wasn't doing much I just watched some people... there was a couple, a girl dressed like Miss Muffet and her boyfriend dressed as a spider fighting, a couple of people coming down from the upstairs, I wasn't the only one to get laid, and then my sister Zoe dressed as some comic book character, Rogue from the X-men, getting insanely hammered, and being taken upstairs by a guy, some blood sucker, no really, some guy dressed up as a vampire... First my protective brotherly instincts kicked in.... but I figured I wouldn't look too intimidating to a vampire in nothing but a thong, and I guess Zoe and him were friends, so I figured that she just need some fun too...
The vodka was starting to work and I found myself dancing with a sexy clown... now, women can easily make most costumes look sexy, sexy nurse, sexy cave girl, and I still think sexty nazi would be rad... But I never thought of a sexy clown.... She, who I later found out was named Ashley, Ashley Green I think, still fuzzy on the last name, looked great... She had green hair, perfect clown make-up, red clown shoes, and a super-tight colorful one piece clown suit, it was more like a cat suit, just very colorful... and her cleavage was amazing.... I'm not much of a tit guy, boobs are nice, but not my favorite part of a female, but when the girl is petite and has a huge (natural) rack, my mind loses track of everything else... and even though I didn't check her clown-bra, I'd guess that her tits were an E or F cup.... huge fun bags (that term goes well with the clown theme right?)... Needless to say my thong became uncomfortable again...
We talked, or flirted with emphasis on our costumes, then she squirted me in the face with water from a flower that was on her chest, and I had to fight the urge to say "I have something that does that too..." She had a bag full of balloons and a pump and made me a balloon animal, well... balloon fruit, she attempted to make me an apple... which was kinda sweet considering my costume...
And at the risk of sounding like a complete dork, I'm gonna admit something that I never admited on my blog, I worked at a short-live PA town circus for like a week when I was like 15 or 16... I can make balloon animals, juggle decently, and ride a unicycle... I mention this because I was putting at least one of the skills to good use, I made a couple balloon animals... I apparently forgot how to make a giraffe cuz it turned out looking like a dick and scrotum, but it was a nice spirit lifter...
Anyway, me and the clown danced and made out on a couch... she was sitting on my lap, facing me and rubbing her crotch up and down on my dick... then I heard some yelling and figured that it was just a drunk chick getting rowdy... technically it was, because my sister Zoe stumbled down the stairs completely naked, yelling at the vampire guy she was gonna hook up with... apparently he went a little overboard with his costume, or was just a freak, because she tried to bite Zoe, actually bite her, not a gentile love-nibble, but wanted to draw blood... Ariana, came and got me and told me we had to go... I didn't want to leave my clown so I told her she should tag along, she did, and we did....
We were riding home, Zoe completely naked in the passenger seat, Ariana driving, and me making out with a clown in the back seat... Zoe and Ariana were both pissed, but me and my clown were doing just fine in the backseat (first time I said that too), Ashley finally took my dick out of my thong and was jerking me off by the time we got to the apartment... Zoe went to bed immediately, Ariana was gonna tell my mom that we were home but apparently my mom was having some halloween fun of her own in her bedroom...
Me and Ashley went to my room, which I share with Zoe and Ariana... I asked if Zoe would mind if me and ashley had sex, she wasn't in a good mood and, with her back to us she said she didn't care... thats all I needed, so I ended up getting some clown love... Me and Ashley fucked for about an hour, her wig started falling off halfway through and I was kinda disappointed, for some reason I actually thought she had green hair... go figure... we fell asleep after and in the morning I had so much clown paint on my bed, face, chest, and dick it looked like I was the one who went as a clown the night before
Ashley got a shower and left while I was trying to deal with my hangover (I'm a lightweight when it comes to drinking, I'm not gonna lie)... When Ashley came out of the shower I noticed that the vodka I had the night before worked better than I thought... Or maybe it was the fact that I didn't see her face behind her paint... not saying Ashley is ugly... just not what I pictured her looking like without face paint... She said she was 22 but looked older, who knows... I've woken up next to worse...
All in all it was a great halloween... took me an hour in the shower to get all the clown paint off me.... Zoe was pissed about that asshole she hooked up with at the party and we still didn't get her costume back, which she spent a lotta time on... and I made a promise to myself, my dick, and my ass crack to never wear a thong again...
Zoe is big into cosplay, which is, if you're not nerdy enough to understand, basically making costumes of comic book characters or anime characters and going to conventions and what not dressed as them... so her costume making skills came in handy... Anyway... she came up with the idea of getting a sheer thong that was basically see through and sewing a green leaf made out of felt material (like on a pool table) and sewing it the the front... seemed more decent than my "tape a leaf to my dick idea." so after she made it, and I awkwardly "modeled" it for her to make some adjustments, including her telling me I needed to shave my pubes, I was ready to go...
The costume itself didn't hide much... the leaf covered up my business for the most part but you could easily see some extra business on the sides... but, like I said I needed something sexy... and.. for the record, I have a new respect for women who wear thongs, they are very uncomfortable... so good job ladies...
So I went to a party with Zoe and another one of my sisters Ariana, needless to say I was the center of attention...
Now, as I'm sure I mentioned at least a thousand times on the blog, it doesn't take much to get me hard... I'm like a 15 year old guy when it comes to my libido. With about 40-50 people at that party, mostly female, most in sexy costumes, it didn't take long for me to get a hard on.... When you're 9.5" erect, its difficult to hide a hard on in a pair of baggy jeans, so, in a skin tight, see-through thong with nothing but a small piece of green fabric in front of your package, its impossible...
My first instinct was go to the bathroom, jerk off and hope it goes down.... but since that seemed strange to do at someone else's house (not that it stopped me in the past) i went to plan B... Plan B was to think of baseball, dead kittens, the holocaust, any and all boner killing imagery I could think of...
But of course at the party when I thought of baseball, there was a girl in a sexy baseball players uniform, tight jersey and short skirt like all baseball players wear...
So I thought of dead kittens and two girls showed up at the party dressed as slutty kittens, much better than dead ones, and by "dressed as kittens" I of course mean whiskers drawn on their faces with a sharpie, a cat ear head band, and lingerie... Surprisingly for me, my first thought wasn't "I have to get some of those pussycats" but it was "How is that considered a kitten costume?" But the thought where I wanted to sleep with them wasn't far behind...
Then I thought of the Holocaust... luckily there was no one dressed as a Jew or any sexy Nazi girls... although, Sexy Nazi sounds like an edgy costume...
But, just like Hitler, innocent Jews dying wasn't enough to make my hard-on deflate... At that point, I went to plan C, which I nicknamed the patriot act because I just let my flag fly, and said fuck it... so I spent an hour or so walking around the party with a hard on and decided to change my costume from just "Adam" to "Horny Adam"...
The worst part wasn't even the fact that I had a very public erection, but the fact that I was in a thong and my dick was pushing the front of the thong out about 9 inches, it had some elasticity to it, sure, but that didn't stop the thin piece of fabric in the back from digging into my ass crack more than before... I swear that my ass crack has to be at least 2 inches deeper now... but that a story for another time...
Like I said my costume alone made my popular at the party, the hard-on inside and telling people I was going as "Horny Adam" didn't hurt matters either... Then i met one of my sisters friends, Alysia Edmonson, she was dressed as a sexy cave girl (luckily no arm pit hair or unibrow) she had on a blue tiger striped halter top thing, and a super short blue tiger striped skirt... Alysia I met once or twice before, she's a freshman in the college I'm at but we never really crossed paths, she's brunette, wears eyeliner (which I still think is sexy) average tight college girl body...The only times I've seen her she was cloaked in over-sized hoodies, so I had no idea she had such a sexy body...
We exchanged a bit of flirtacious banter, regaurding our costumes... She asked if I was looking for Eve, to which I replied "Ya know, after she almost made me choke to death on that damn apple, we've been seperated"
We chatted for a minute, the flirting grew, I noticed she was having a fruedian time with her plastic cave-girl club... I don't know if she was doing it on purpose, or if she was totally unaware, but she start stroking the plastic costume prop with her hand, which doesn't do anything for a hard-on but make it more eager...
After about a half hour of chatting, my sister Ariana says "Jesus Christ, why don't you two go upstairs into a spare room and fuck? Landon has a stiffy and you're jerking off your club" It sounded like a good idea... and after Alysia was done blushing we went up stairs... I more than willingly took the thong off... that alone was a better feeling than 100 orgasms, I almost needed a cigarette and a nap after taking it off...
Luckily she had a condom in her purse because I had no where to store one... for some reason while we were fucking doggy style I stopped and thought "Why would a cave girl have a purse?" Thats the problem with me and Halloween, I try to pick out flaws in costumes, even when I should pay attention to the cave girl I'm screwing... First time I ever said that...
We must've gone at it for a while because when we were done, after I came on someone's bed sheets, we got redressed (even though she kept most of her costume on the entire time) we went back down to the party and half the people were gone, Alysia looked at the wall clock, like a cave girl normally would, and said she had to go... she gave me her number, that I gave to my sister to put in her purse since I was sans pockets, and she left....
The remaining people at the party we either stoned or piss-drunk.... so I grabbed some vodka and tried to catch up... my smile must've been a mile long, not so much because I just got laid, but because my hard-on was gone, making my thong much more comfortable...
Since the vodka wasn't doing much I just watched some people... there was a couple, a girl dressed like Miss Muffet and her boyfriend dressed as a spider fighting, a couple of people coming down from the upstairs, I wasn't the only one to get laid, and then my sister Zoe dressed as some comic book character, Rogue from the X-men, getting insanely hammered, and being taken upstairs by a guy, some blood sucker, no really, some guy dressed up as a vampire... First my protective brotherly instincts kicked in.... but I figured I wouldn't look too intimidating to a vampire in nothing but a thong, and I guess Zoe and him were friends, so I figured that she just need some fun too...
The vodka was starting to work and I found myself dancing with a sexy clown... now, women can easily make most costumes look sexy, sexy nurse, sexy cave girl, and I still think sexty nazi would be rad... But I never thought of a sexy clown.... She, who I later found out was named Ashley, Ashley Green I think, still fuzzy on the last name, looked great... She had green hair, perfect clown make-up, red clown shoes, and a super-tight colorful one piece clown suit, it was more like a cat suit, just very colorful... and her cleavage was amazing.... I'm not much of a tit guy, boobs are nice, but not my favorite part of a female, but when the girl is petite and has a huge (natural) rack, my mind loses track of everything else... and even though I didn't check her clown-bra, I'd guess that her tits were an E or F cup.... huge fun bags (that term goes well with the clown theme right?)... Needless to say my thong became uncomfortable again...
We talked, or flirted with emphasis on our costumes, then she squirted me in the face with water from a flower that was on her chest, and I had to fight the urge to say "I have something that does that too..." She had a bag full of balloons and a pump and made me a balloon animal, well... balloon fruit, she attempted to make me an apple... which was kinda sweet considering my costume...
And at the risk of sounding like a complete dork, I'm gonna admit something that I never admited on my blog, I worked at a short-live PA town circus for like a week when I was like 15 or 16... I can make balloon animals, juggle decently, and ride a unicycle... I mention this because I was putting at least one of the skills to good use, I made a couple balloon animals... I apparently forgot how to make a giraffe cuz it turned out looking like a dick and scrotum, but it was a nice spirit lifter...
Anyway, me and the clown danced and made out on a couch... she was sitting on my lap, facing me and rubbing her crotch up and down on my dick... then I heard some yelling and figured that it was just a drunk chick getting rowdy... technically it was, because my sister Zoe stumbled down the stairs completely naked, yelling at the vampire guy she was gonna hook up with... apparently he went a little overboard with his costume, or was just a freak, because she tried to bite Zoe, actually bite her, not a gentile love-nibble, but wanted to draw blood... Ariana, came and got me and told me we had to go... I didn't want to leave my clown so I told her she should tag along, she did, and we did....
We were riding home, Zoe completely naked in the passenger seat, Ariana driving, and me making out with a clown in the back seat... Zoe and Ariana were both pissed, but me and my clown were doing just fine in the backseat (first time I said that too), Ashley finally took my dick out of my thong and was jerking me off by the time we got to the apartment... Zoe went to bed immediately, Ariana was gonna tell my mom that we were home but apparently my mom was having some halloween fun of her own in her bedroom...
Me and Ashley went to my room, which I share with Zoe and Ariana... I asked if Zoe would mind if me and ashley had sex, she wasn't in a good mood and, with her back to us she said she didn't care... thats all I needed, so I ended up getting some clown love... Me and Ashley fucked for about an hour, her wig started falling off halfway through and I was kinda disappointed, for some reason I actually thought she had green hair... go figure... we fell asleep after and in the morning I had so much clown paint on my bed, face, chest, and dick it looked like I was the one who went as a clown the night before
Ashley got a shower and left while I was trying to deal with my hangover (I'm a lightweight when it comes to drinking, I'm not gonna lie)... When Ashley came out of the shower I noticed that the vodka I had the night before worked better than I thought... Or maybe it was the fact that I didn't see her face behind her paint... not saying Ashley is ugly... just not what I pictured her looking like without face paint... She said she was 22 but looked older, who knows... I've woken up next to worse...
All in all it was a great halloween... took me an hour in the shower to get all the clown paint off me.... Zoe was pissed about that asshole she hooked up with at the party and we still didn't get her costume back, which she spent a lotta time on... and I made a promise to myself, my dick, and my ass crack to never wear a thong again...
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Paramour: Julia Beardon
Oh man... heaven is gonna hold this against me...
I've always figured I'd be going to hell when I die... I'm not a terrible person, the only 2 sins I'm guilty of is Lust and Pride... but the instances of the lust one is a list a mile long... but I have a feeling that when Saint Peter (or whoever's job it is) looks through my "book of life" and sees this little tidbit. My chances are slim to none on getting in... Its not like I did anything illegal though... but Jesus wouldn't approve...
Here's the story... me and a friend of mine, Susan, have been having sex for the better part of the year (not non-stop, once every month or so, sometimes more)... She's older (42), know what she's doing, and can go for hours if need be... so she keeps me happy... she knows that I'm with a lotta girls, she doesn't care, as long as I don't catch herpes or something... but there is one girl that she might not be too happy about me sleeping with, her 18 year old daughter, Julia...
When me and Susan first got together and I'd be over at her house, Julia always seemed to have a bit of a crush on me, granted she was too young at the time... she had her 18th birthday a couple months ago.... Me and Susan had to sneak around behind Julia's back because she knew her daughter had a crush on me... so we did, and it was a lot of fun sneaking too...
Then came saturday....
Me and Susan made plans like a week before to meet at her house and spend most of saturday night, and some of sunday morning in bed... but when I got to her house on saturday, she wasn't there... Julia was.... She told me her mom is visiting a relative in the hospital a few towns away... That put a damper on my plans... so I thought...
I was about to turn and leave when Julia made me wait, we talked/flirted for a while, she admitted she thought I was hot, and that she had a crush on me for the past year... I let her know that I wasn't looking for a girlfriend... and then, as if the only brain that I had was in my now hard penis I said "But there's other things we can do..." I knew it was gonna get me in trouble as soon as I said it...
We started making out, and her tight little body had me hornier than hell... and as I found out later, she was a virgin at the time... after a night of amazing sex, i was left happy that Susan had to cancel at the last moment.
Now... here's a problem... Do I let Susan know about me and Julia or not?
Either way... I'm sure God shaking his head at me right now...
I've always figured I'd be going to hell when I die... I'm not a terrible person, the only 2 sins I'm guilty of is Lust and Pride... but the instances of the lust one is a list a mile long... but I have a feeling that when Saint Peter (or whoever's job it is) looks through my "book of life" and sees this little tidbit. My chances are slim to none on getting in... Its not like I did anything illegal though... but Jesus wouldn't approve...
Here's the story... me and a friend of mine, Susan, have been having sex for the better part of the year (not non-stop, once every month or so, sometimes more)... She's older (42), know what she's doing, and can go for hours if need be... so she keeps me happy... she knows that I'm with a lotta girls, she doesn't care, as long as I don't catch herpes or something... but there is one girl that she might not be too happy about me sleeping with, her 18 year old daughter, Julia...
When me and Susan first got together and I'd be over at her house, Julia always seemed to have a bit of a crush on me, granted she was too young at the time... she had her 18th birthday a couple months ago.... Me and Susan had to sneak around behind Julia's back because she knew her daughter had a crush on me... so we did, and it was a lot of fun sneaking too...
Then came saturday....
Me and Susan made plans like a week before to meet at her house and spend most of saturday night, and some of sunday morning in bed... but when I got to her house on saturday, she wasn't there... Julia was.... She told me her mom is visiting a relative in the hospital a few towns away... That put a damper on my plans... so I thought...
I was about to turn and leave when Julia made me wait, we talked/flirted for a while, she admitted she thought I was hot, and that she had a crush on me for the past year... I let her know that I wasn't looking for a girlfriend... and then, as if the only brain that I had was in my now hard penis I said "But there's other things we can do..." I knew it was gonna get me in trouble as soon as I said it...
We started making out, and her tight little body had me hornier than hell... and as I found out later, she was a virgin at the time... after a night of amazing sex, i was left happy that Susan had to cancel at the last moment.
Now... here's a problem... Do I let Susan know about me and Julia or not?
Either way... I'm sure God shaking his head at me right now...
Monday, August 24, 2009
Paramour: Margie Ruffin
I used to live in a suburban area of Southern Pennsylvania (SoPenn as the hip kids probably called it) when me and the fam moved to New York my sister Zoe took it the hardest at first. She was probably the most popular girl in her grade, tons of friends and all.
Zoe was always socially mature, allbeit not so mature in other areas, but she often hung out with kids a few years older than her.
When we moved we all eventually got in our typical social groups. I hung out with the jocks, partiers, and skaters. My oldest brother with the businessy entrepreneurs, Arianna with the cheerleaders, but not Zoe. for the first year or so she didn't get along with much of anyone.
That's when she met Margie Ruffin. She was held back in school a couple of years thanks to a sickness she had in her childhood. Smart girl, conservative, not into mainstream pop culture, and three years older than my sister.
They became friends. I, being the eternally-horny guy that I am (and more so considering I was battling with teenage hormones at the time) I tried to hook-up with her several times, and failed several times.
Margie came off way too much as a conservative person, so it took me about a month to figure out that I wasn't gonna get anywhere with her (plus at this time she was over 18, and I was under 18). So, to me, she became my sister's friend, off limits and worthless to my penis. She ended up being like a occasionally-present sister. My attraction to her died off (not that she's ugly).
As it turns out she was one of the few female friends of my sisters that haven't seen my penis in one way or another. Until we fast forward a few years.
Last month I was in our apartment, seemingly alone and started masturbating.
As I've mentioned before, my family is pretty open with each other, 7 people in a 3 bedroom apartment, the only door is the one on the bathroom, our rooms that me and my brothers & sisters share have no doors thanks to our land lady. So privacy while you're having sex or masturbating is non-existent. We've grown to seeing one of us in action when we walk into our rooms or down the hallway rather normal. As normal as possible anyway.
And our apartment is rather quiet. Considering how much it costs us in rent, you'd think there would be a lotta creaky floor boards, but they are rather silent, as is the door to the apartment apparently.
So I'm there, naked (that's how I sleep), masturbating. I'm watching a porn DVD on mute. Sometimes the retardedly over-the-top constant orgasms that porn women have from the moment a penis gets jabbed in them to the money shot are rather unsettling to the ear (I'm talking to you Jessica Drake).
I'm getting rather into the visuals as I'm oblivious to the set of feet walking across the thick carpet to my room. Or I'm just so used to being walked in on that I don't care. One or the other.
In walks my sister Zoe with a "Hey Lan!" while some lucky guy on the TV finishes off on Jessica Drake's face. To which my sister replies "Mrrmmm" with a disapproving shiver to the pop shot.
I'm about to ask her what she's doing here. Not as in "what are you doing home" more like "Can you leave so I can finish jerking off." But before I could get that part of my brain off stroking my penis so I can form words she interrupts me with "I'm in my room, Marge."
At this point I'm trying to figure out who she's talking on her cell phone.
"Lan! Put your dick away until we're gone," she says grabbing the remote and turning the TV off.
I'm confused because I didn't notice anyone else in the room. But then, knowing Zoe, she may have developed a second personality. Then I look up at her and see that she's not on her cell, she doesn't even have it out.
Before the blood had enough time to leave my dick and go back to my brain so I could think clearly, in walks Margie.
I turn my head and look at her in all her deer-in-headlights glory and think, oh, she wasn't talking on her phone, she was talking to Margie who just happens to also be in the room with us. I get it.
Then I realize I'm naked, on top of my sheets, with my hand around the base of my dick, holding it straight up like a 9.5" flesh sword.
Surprisingly, my first thought isn't "cover up" or "Hey Margie, wanna help out with this" but its "How many times has Margie seen my dick?" If she's seen it a lot, then its no big deal. But that's not the case.
"Christ, Landon, cover up," Zoe tells me. I figure that its not a bad idea. I cover up with a sheet and mutter "Sorry," to Margie.
Margie immediately turns beet red, and turns her head and doesn't make eye contact for the few minutes (which seem like a lot more) that they're still in the room.
They leave and on the way out of the apartment I hear one of them, probably Marge, say "Oh my god, I can't believe it" It trails off as I turn back on the TV and use Margie's expression more than the porn as fuel to get off.
A couple days later, 4th of July, I step out of the shower, out of the bathroom and to my room, naked, drying my hair off with a towel. I remove the towel from my head and there's my sister Zoe with Margie on Zoe's bed. I wrap the towel around my waist while Margie looks away from my crotch. Zoe says "About damn time" referring to how long I was in the bathroom. She stops painting her toe nails and heel-walks to the bathroom. Me and Margie alone in the room.
"You've been seeing an awful lot of me lately, haven't you?" I ask. She goes red but lets out a nervous laugh and says "Yeah, I guess so."
Awkward silence.
I opened my mouth to speak but she beats me to it. "Sorry about the other day, I didn't know you were... you know... doing that. If I did I would've waited in the living room."
"It's cool," I say. "Its not the first time I was walked in on. It didn't embarrass me or anything."
She, apparently without thinking, immediately replies "Well you definitely don't have anything to feel ashamed or embarrassed about."
I smile at the compliment. Looking out of the corner of my eye I see her cringe like she wished she wouldn't have said that.
Awkward silence again.
I change the topic. "So what are you plans for the Fourth of July?" It was something to that extent, I was too much enthralled by the penis compliment she gave me.
She mentioned that she and Zoe were hanging out. I told her about the wild party I was going to later that night while I was grabbing clothes to change into. I start to unwrap the towel off of my waist to get dressed.
"If you don't wanna see me naked again you can leave or turn around while I get dressed." I tell her.
"No, it's OK," She says, her voice gently trembling. "Its not like I haven't seen it twice already."
"You sure? Don't want to make ya feel weird."
She just nods as I drop the towel. I see her staring at my dick.
She asks me how big I was out of nowhere.
I give her my normal response to that question "9.5 inches when hard, 9 3/4 inches on a good day, 6 and a half or so when flaccid. But when its cold out, I'm hung like a hamster."
She laughs as I think I've finally broken the naked ice.
"Sorry," she says "I've just never seen one that big."
Ah, my male ego's favorite phrase. And apparently my penis' as I can feel it throbbing and hardening. I quickly put some underwear on to try to hide it. But its too late, I'm at full mast in a matter of seconds as Margie easily notices and laughs.
"Don't put it away," she says as she bites her bottom lip. "I wanna see it!"
I pull my underwear down and turn around, pointing an accusing penis at her.
She reaches out and grabs it, saying something about its size, or hardness, or something. My brain shut off a minute ago, she could be saying something about how the color matches the curtains in her house for all I know.
Wasn't long until Zoe walks in.
She let out a sigh, as she reminds Margie that she came over to hang out with her not my penis.
Margie apologizes but doesn't take her hand of my dick which she is starting to jerk off.
Zoe's arms are crossed as she sighs again and tells us she has to go to the store and she'll be back in about an hour. She also tells us that we can do whatever we want, but they are leaving once she gets back.
That's apparently all the motivation that Margie needed as she takes the head of my dick in her mouth.
She's having trouble giving me a blow job but she's giving it her best shot. She turns to sucking my balls and stroking my dick.
It didn't take long until she got up, took her shirt, jeans and panties off. She keeps her bra on for some reason. Not like I'm gonna ruin the moment for an explanation as to why.
She lays down on Zoe's bed and tells me she always thought I was sexy, just too young to fool around with in high school.
I don't need much more motivation at this point as I kneel in between her legs, I grab a condom and slide it on right before entering her.
She was tight, I was thinking she was a virgin but remembered her and my sister talking about her boyfriend. I wonder if they're still together?
She shivers and moans from her orgasm after about 10 minutes, then again after about 25 minutes, and again during what must've been the 45 or 50 minute mark. One of the things you get to notice after watching a lot of porn, how many minutes in that a girl comes.
I'm about to get off when Zoe walks back in the room.
"Not on my bed assholes!" She screams.
Margie wraps her arms around my neck and I carry her over 6 or 7 feet to my bed.
Zoe stomps out of the room, yelling something about me hurrying up cuz they gotta go.
Even Margie starts rushing me. Telling me she doesn't wanna leave without getting me off, but they need to get going.
So I "hurry" as fast as I can and come as Zoe yells at us from the kitchen.
My head's still spinning as Margie grabs her clothes and gives me a kiss on the lips.
She dresses, smiles and waves good bye as I'm sitting there sweating, and hating the fact that I gotta take another shower soon.
A week later me and Margie get together at her apartment. This time without a time limit or nagging sisters.
I found out after our second get together that she does have a boyfriend. Or at least that's what the pictures on the nightstand next to her bed would lead me to believe.
Zoe was always socially mature, allbeit not so mature in other areas, but she often hung out with kids a few years older than her.
When we moved we all eventually got in our typical social groups. I hung out with the jocks, partiers, and skaters. My oldest brother with the businessy entrepreneurs, Arianna with the cheerleaders, but not Zoe. for the first year or so she didn't get along with much of anyone.
That's when she met Margie Ruffin. She was held back in school a couple of years thanks to a sickness she had in her childhood. Smart girl, conservative, not into mainstream pop culture, and three years older than my sister.
They became friends. I, being the eternally-horny guy that I am (and more so considering I was battling with teenage hormones at the time) I tried to hook-up with her several times, and failed several times.
Margie came off way too much as a conservative person, so it took me about a month to figure out that I wasn't gonna get anywhere with her (plus at this time she was over 18, and I was under 18). So, to me, she became my sister's friend, off limits and worthless to my penis. She ended up being like a occasionally-present sister. My attraction to her died off (not that she's ugly).
As it turns out she was one of the few female friends of my sisters that haven't seen my penis in one way or another. Until we fast forward a few years.
Last month I was in our apartment, seemingly alone and started masturbating.
As I've mentioned before, my family is pretty open with each other, 7 people in a 3 bedroom apartment, the only door is the one on the bathroom, our rooms that me and my brothers & sisters share have no doors thanks to our land lady. So privacy while you're having sex or masturbating is non-existent. We've grown to seeing one of us in action when we walk into our rooms or down the hallway rather normal. As normal as possible anyway.
And our apartment is rather quiet. Considering how much it costs us in rent, you'd think there would be a lotta creaky floor boards, but they are rather silent, as is the door to the apartment apparently.
So I'm there, naked (that's how I sleep), masturbating. I'm watching a porn DVD on mute. Sometimes the retardedly over-the-top constant orgasms that porn women have from the moment a penis gets jabbed in them to the money shot are rather unsettling to the ear (I'm talking to you Jessica Drake).
I'm getting rather into the visuals as I'm oblivious to the set of feet walking across the thick carpet to my room. Or I'm just so used to being walked in on that I don't care. One or the other.
In walks my sister Zoe with a "Hey Lan!" while some lucky guy on the TV finishes off on Jessica Drake's face. To which my sister replies "Mrrmmm" with a disapproving shiver to the pop shot.
I'm about to ask her what she's doing here. Not as in "what are you doing home" more like "Can you leave so I can finish jerking off." But before I could get that part of my brain off stroking my penis so I can form words she interrupts me with "I'm in my room, Marge."
At this point I'm trying to figure out who she's talking on her cell phone.
"Lan! Put your dick away until we're gone," she says grabbing the remote and turning the TV off.
I'm confused because I didn't notice anyone else in the room. But then, knowing Zoe, she may have developed a second personality. Then I look up at her and see that she's not on her cell, she doesn't even have it out.
Before the blood had enough time to leave my dick and go back to my brain so I could think clearly, in walks Margie.
I turn my head and look at her in all her deer-in-headlights glory and think, oh, she wasn't talking on her phone, she was talking to Margie who just happens to also be in the room with us. I get it.
Then I realize I'm naked, on top of my sheets, with my hand around the base of my dick, holding it straight up like a 9.5" flesh sword.
Surprisingly, my first thought isn't "cover up" or "Hey Margie, wanna help out with this" but its "How many times has Margie seen my dick?" If she's seen it a lot, then its no big deal. But that's not the case.
"Christ, Landon, cover up," Zoe tells me. I figure that its not a bad idea. I cover up with a sheet and mutter "Sorry," to Margie.
Margie immediately turns beet red, and turns her head and doesn't make eye contact for the few minutes (which seem like a lot more) that they're still in the room.
They leave and on the way out of the apartment I hear one of them, probably Marge, say "Oh my god, I can't believe it" It trails off as I turn back on the TV and use Margie's expression more than the porn as fuel to get off.
A couple days later, 4th of July, I step out of the shower, out of the bathroom and to my room, naked, drying my hair off with a towel. I remove the towel from my head and there's my sister Zoe with Margie on Zoe's bed. I wrap the towel around my waist while Margie looks away from my crotch. Zoe says "About damn time" referring to how long I was in the bathroom. She stops painting her toe nails and heel-walks to the bathroom. Me and Margie alone in the room.
"You've been seeing an awful lot of me lately, haven't you?" I ask. She goes red but lets out a nervous laugh and says "Yeah, I guess so."
Awkward silence.
I opened my mouth to speak but she beats me to it. "Sorry about the other day, I didn't know you were... you know... doing that. If I did I would've waited in the living room."
"It's cool," I say. "Its not the first time I was walked in on. It didn't embarrass me or anything."
She, apparently without thinking, immediately replies "Well you definitely don't have anything to feel ashamed or embarrassed about."
I smile at the compliment. Looking out of the corner of my eye I see her cringe like she wished she wouldn't have said that.
Awkward silence again.
I change the topic. "So what are you plans for the Fourth of July?" It was something to that extent, I was too much enthralled by the penis compliment she gave me.
She mentioned that she and Zoe were hanging out. I told her about the wild party I was going to later that night while I was grabbing clothes to change into. I start to unwrap the towel off of my waist to get dressed.
"If you don't wanna see me naked again you can leave or turn around while I get dressed." I tell her.
"No, it's OK," She says, her voice gently trembling. "Its not like I haven't seen it twice already."
"You sure? Don't want to make ya feel weird."
She just nods as I drop the towel. I see her staring at my dick.
She asks me how big I was out of nowhere.
I give her my normal response to that question "9.5 inches when hard, 9 3/4 inches on a good day, 6 and a half or so when flaccid. But when its cold out, I'm hung like a hamster."
She laughs as I think I've finally broken the naked ice.
"Sorry," she says "I've just never seen one that big."
Ah, my male ego's favorite phrase. And apparently my penis' as I can feel it throbbing and hardening. I quickly put some underwear on to try to hide it. But its too late, I'm at full mast in a matter of seconds as Margie easily notices and laughs.
"Don't put it away," she says as she bites her bottom lip. "I wanna see it!"
I pull my underwear down and turn around, pointing an accusing penis at her.
She reaches out and grabs it, saying something about its size, or hardness, or something. My brain shut off a minute ago, she could be saying something about how the color matches the curtains in her house for all I know.
Wasn't long until Zoe walks in.
She let out a sigh, as she reminds Margie that she came over to hang out with her not my penis.
Margie apologizes but doesn't take her hand of my dick which she is starting to jerk off.
Zoe's arms are crossed as she sighs again and tells us she has to go to the store and she'll be back in about an hour. She also tells us that we can do whatever we want, but they are leaving once she gets back.
That's apparently all the motivation that Margie needed as she takes the head of my dick in her mouth.
She's having trouble giving me a blow job but she's giving it her best shot. She turns to sucking my balls and stroking my dick.
It didn't take long until she got up, took her shirt, jeans and panties off. She keeps her bra on for some reason. Not like I'm gonna ruin the moment for an explanation as to why.
She lays down on Zoe's bed and tells me she always thought I was sexy, just too young to fool around with in high school.
I don't need much more motivation at this point as I kneel in between her legs, I grab a condom and slide it on right before entering her.
She was tight, I was thinking she was a virgin but remembered her and my sister talking about her boyfriend. I wonder if they're still together?
She shivers and moans from her orgasm after about 10 minutes, then again after about 25 minutes, and again during what must've been the 45 or 50 minute mark. One of the things you get to notice after watching a lot of porn, how many minutes in that a girl comes.
I'm about to get off when Zoe walks back in the room.
"Not on my bed assholes!" She screams.
Margie wraps her arms around my neck and I carry her over 6 or 7 feet to my bed.
Zoe stomps out of the room, yelling something about me hurrying up cuz they gotta go.
Even Margie starts rushing me. Telling me she doesn't wanna leave without getting me off, but they need to get going.
So I "hurry" as fast as I can and come as Zoe yells at us from the kitchen.
My head's still spinning as Margie grabs her clothes and gives me a kiss on the lips.
She dresses, smiles and waves good bye as I'm sitting there sweating, and hating the fact that I gotta take another shower soon.
A week later me and Margie get together at her apartment. This time without a time limit or nagging sisters.
I found out after our second get together that she does have a boyfriend. Or at least that's what the pictures on the nightstand next to her bed would lead me to believe.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Paramour: Lucia Santiago
I met Lucia Santiago (known as LS from now on to save on finger strain) at Blue's one Wednesday. Blue being the last name of the owner of the 18+ dance club named after him. Not because of any color scheme (its actually quite red) or because its a sad place.
I got a Heinekein from a cute bartender that I've been trying to sleep with for several months to no avail. And yes, I'm one of those guys that flirts with female bartenders thinking that they want me until i look at my wallet the next morning and notice they've flirted me out of a lot of money. She goes away in mid-flirt and I figured "Hey, she'll be back" so I go check out the dance floor.
I take a few gulps of my beer and notice a sexy latin chick wearing some kinda glittery top dancing to whatever rap song is popular these days. I'm not old, just don't like rap, I'm more of a gothy rock kinda person, even though I look rather ambercrombie-&-fitch most days. I guess I'm a closeted goth. Who knows. She moves through the crowd and out of my line of sight so I walk across the club, not really looking where I'm going, stumbling over chairs and tables and junk trying to find her again. I spot the glitter of her shirt and stop. She's dancing with some girls, friends of her I figure, so I watch her.
I'd like to say I was like a lion eyeing its prey, but when I snap out of the hypnotism her hips were sending me in, I notice that I'm standing in the "Creep Corner." The younger people of the area call it The Creep Corner because, for one, its the darkest corner of the club, and secondly, its where all the middle aged men go to sit and stare at the 18 and 19 year old girls that dance there. Not where a hungry lion would hang out. Besides, the female lions are the ones that are stuck with all the hunting while the male lion hangs out in the sun and eats when the wife drags supper to the den. That's the life.
So I slowly sneak out of the Creep Corner, pretending like I got there by accident. I start moving to the music while I move through the crowd. I don't like rap, but I can dance rather well for a caucasian male. As I move though the crowd I have to squeeze through a few people. There was a few moments that I crop dusted a few girls asses. Crop dusting, by the way, is the act of rubbing your junk on a girl while walking past her in a crowded room. Also a fun game to play at a bar. More on that at a different time. One girl I crop dusted looked at me with, intent, I guess you'd call it. I was about to be like "Hey, now that I rubbed my package on your lower back, I think I should introduce myself" but I was on a mission.
I got to LS who I only knew as "glitter-shirt" at this point. I asked her if she wanted to dance. Duh, of course she did, that's why she was dancing at the time. Luckily she didn't catch the redundancy of the question. She told her friends she'll meet them at home later and we danced. She was either impressed with my ability to dance or staring at my crotch all night. Maybe I just crop dusted her earlier, who knows.
After about half an hour of dancing she wanted to go sit down for a minute. She walked towards the Creep Corner but I steered her towards a less pervy area. Must be new here I figured. I asked her what she wanted to drink. Not only to repay her for the dance but to flirt with that bartender. Yeah, she wants me, its not all about the tips. She tells me she's only 18, and can't drink yet, so we sit down and chat. She says she's a senior in the local high school. I look back at the Creep Corner as if to say "Yeah, you've been looking for her, but I got her."
After some talking, and getting her to laugh way too much (she even admitted she was about to pee her pants) we left together. I walked her to her apartment and I was feeling like I might get lucky. She then reminded me she lives with her mom. I said goodbye, even though I was fighting back the urges to say "Well, your mom can join in." I figured I wouldn't get anywhere with that. Haven't in the past anway, another story, another time. Before she went in she jotted down my cell phone number and I left.
A couple days later LS called me. We chatted a bit about our apartments, she knew exactly where I lived, one of her friends she was dancing with lived there. She said she was visiting her the next morning and she'll stop in to say hi.
The next morning I woke up when she sat on my bed, beside me. My first thought when I woke up was "Fuck, c'mon, 8 in the morning?" followed quickly by "Shit, I hope Shana left." Me and Shana had sex the night before and I didn't know if she left yet or not. Not promising if the girl you're trying to hook up with sees you in bed with another girl. Third thought, "Shit, I'm naked." Fourth thought, "Nice, I'm naked."
Apparently my mom let her in when she came to the apartment, and I sleep naked. Me and LS chatted for a bit. She staring at my abs the entire time. I had a very thin white sheet over the lower half of my body. Not that it did much, you can kinda see through it. We chatted about her friend she was meeting until she blurted out "Do you always sleep naked?" I do, but pretended like I had no idea why I was naked. I just said "You can step out of the room while I get dressed." She rolled her eyes and claimed it wouldn't be the first dick she saw. Just the mear mention of that sent a plethora of fantasies through my mind and in a matter of seconds the blood rushed to my dick and I could feel the sheet rising. She giggled and said "Back to where you were the other night." I apparently got a hard-on while dancing with her.
She started moving the tenting sheets down and off my dick and gasped. I love when they gasp. She stared, marveling at the size. I knew it was the biggest dick she's seen. I often is the biggest that girls have seen. Penis-bragging! Woohoo!
LS wrapped her hand around it, her fingers didn't touch. She started stroking it. I got harder than I've been in awhile and she leaned over to start kissing my dick. She stopped and said she shouldn't do this with my mom in the same apartment. I told her that she should be used to it by now and not to worry. She didn't and started going down on me. She did her best she could do for about 5 minutes what I heard "Dammit Landon!" I looked down at LS, and with a mouthfull of dick she couldn't have said it. It was actually my sister, Arianna, who I share my room with. It freaked out LS, but after I calmed her down and Arianna left with a pillow and a blanket we started at it again.
I told her I wanted to go down on her for awhile. She look kinda confused and said "I didn't think guys liked doing that." She really doesn't know me to well. I coerced her out of her skin tight jeans and went to work. She was cleanly waxed, getting ready for the swimming/bikini weather. Her pussy was tight too. I could barely fit 2 of my fingers in there. I wasn't down there for more than 15 minutes before she had an orgasm, her first she'd later tell me.
We switched positions on the bed. She said "I wish I was a snake so I could unhinge my jaw to get your entire penis in my mouth." She's funny too. And uses words like penis instead of cock or dick. Although, she's not the best at giving a blow job. New at it I figured. But she got me off and was shocked at the amount I came. She tried to keep as much in her mouth as she could, but it wasn't much.
She left and gave me a call later that night. We chatted a while and she told me she was a virgin. She would've hqad sex with me that morning but knew here mom would be waiting for her to get home.
She told me that her mom and brother gfo to her gradma's house every sunday between 5-7 and told me to drop by at 5:30, and I did.
That sunday afternoon I got to her apartment and she let me in and we immediately started making out. We got naked and I went down on her again. I got a condom out of my pants and told her that if she didn't wanna do it, she didn't have to. I knew she was a virgin, and when I have sex with virgins they tend to immediately think that we're in a relationship. I told her I didn't want a relationship, and she told me that she was the last virgin among her friends, and they've been picking on her for it for a while now. She's ok with not being in a relationship.
So we got to it. It took about an hour from the time I showed up, to the penetration, and then another 10 minutes to her to get used to my dick. Me being 9.5" and rather thick and her being a virgin, it took some getting used to. After we were both comfortable we started going at it. She had 1, maybe 2, orgasms. Hard to say if that second one was a full one. By the time we finished I wanted to lay down with her and catch my breath. She looked at the clock and said I needed to leave. It was past 7 and here mom was gonna be home at any second. I got dressed, she kissed me, told me to call her, and I left while she hopped in the shower.
On the way downstairs I noticed an older hispanic woman, who looked a lot like LS, walking up the stairs. I'm guessing that was her mom. Left just in time.
I got a Heinekein from a cute bartender that I've been trying to sleep with for several months to no avail. And yes, I'm one of those guys that flirts with female bartenders thinking that they want me until i look at my wallet the next morning and notice they've flirted me out of a lot of money. She goes away in mid-flirt and I figured "Hey, she'll be back" so I go check out the dance floor.
I take a few gulps of my beer and notice a sexy latin chick wearing some kinda glittery top dancing to whatever rap song is popular these days. I'm not old, just don't like rap, I'm more of a gothy rock kinda person, even though I look rather ambercrombie-&-fitch most days. I guess I'm a closeted goth. Who knows. She moves through the crowd and out of my line of sight so I walk across the club, not really looking where I'm going, stumbling over chairs and tables and junk trying to find her again. I spot the glitter of her shirt and stop. She's dancing with some girls, friends of her I figure, so I watch her.
I'd like to say I was like a lion eyeing its prey, but when I snap out of the hypnotism her hips were sending me in, I notice that I'm standing in the "Creep Corner." The younger people of the area call it The Creep Corner because, for one, its the darkest corner of the club, and secondly, its where all the middle aged men go to sit and stare at the 18 and 19 year old girls that dance there. Not where a hungry lion would hang out. Besides, the female lions are the ones that are stuck with all the hunting while the male lion hangs out in the sun and eats when the wife drags supper to the den. That's the life.
So I slowly sneak out of the Creep Corner, pretending like I got there by accident. I start moving to the music while I move through the crowd. I don't like rap, but I can dance rather well for a caucasian male. As I move though the crowd I have to squeeze through a few people. There was a few moments that I crop dusted a few girls asses. Crop dusting, by the way, is the act of rubbing your junk on a girl while walking past her in a crowded room. Also a fun game to play at a bar. More on that at a different time. One girl I crop dusted looked at me with, intent, I guess you'd call it. I was about to be like "Hey, now that I rubbed my package on your lower back, I think I should introduce myself" but I was on a mission.
I got to LS who I only knew as "glitter-shirt" at this point. I asked her if she wanted to dance. Duh, of course she did, that's why she was dancing at the time. Luckily she didn't catch the redundancy of the question. She told her friends she'll meet them at home later and we danced. She was either impressed with my ability to dance or staring at my crotch all night. Maybe I just crop dusted her earlier, who knows.
After about half an hour of dancing she wanted to go sit down for a minute. She walked towards the Creep Corner but I steered her towards a less pervy area. Must be new here I figured. I asked her what she wanted to drink. Not only to repay her for the dance but to flirt with that bartender. Yeah, she wants me, its not all about the tips. She tells me she's only 18, and can't drink yet, so we sit down and chat. She says she's a senior in the local high school. I look back at the Creep Corner as if to say "Yeah, you've been looking for her, but I got her."
After some talking, and getting her to laugh way too much (she even admitted she was about to pee her pants) we left together. I walked her to her apartment and I was feeling like I might get lucky. She then reminded me she lives with her mom. I said goodbye, even though I was fighting back the urges to say "Well, your mom can join in." I figured I wouldn't get anywhere with that. Haven't in the past anway, another story, another time. Before she went in she jotted down my cell phone number and I left.
A couple days later LS called me. We chatted a bit about our apartments, she knew exactly where I lived, one of her friends she was dancing with lived there. She said she was visiting her the next morning and she'll stop in to say hi.
The next morning I woke up when she sat on my bed, beside me. My first thought when I woke up was "Fuck, c'mon, 8 in the morning?" followed quickly by "Shit, I hope Shana left." Me and Shana had sex the night before and I didn't know if she left yet or not. Not promising if the girl you're trying to hook up with sees you in bed with another girl. Third thought, "Shit, I'm naked." Fourth thought, "Nice, I'm naked."
Apparently my mom let her in when she came to the apartment, and I sleep naked. Me and LS chatted for a bit. She staring at my abs the entire time. I had a very thin white sheet over the lower half of my body. Not that it did much, you can kinda see through it. We chatted about her friend she was meeting until she blurted out "Do you always sleep naked?" I do, but pretended like I had no idea why I was naked. I just said "You can step out of the room while I get dressed." She rolled her eyes and claimed it wouldn't be the first dick she saw. Just the mear mention of that sent a plethora of fantasies through my mind and in a matter of seconds the blood rushed to my dick and I could feel the sheet rising. She giggled and said "Back to where you were the other night." I apparently got a hard-on while dancing with her.
She started moving the tenting sheets down and off my dick and gasped. I love when they gasp. She stared, marveling at the size. I knew it was the biggest dick she's seen. I often is the biggest that girls have seen. Penis-bragging! Woohoo!
LS wrapped her hand around it, her fingers didn't touch. She started stroking it. I got harder than I've been in awhile and she leaned over to start kissing my dick. She stopped and said she shouldn't do this with my mom in the same apartment. I told her that she should be used to it by now and not to worry. She didn't and started going down on me. She did her best she could do for about 5 minutes what I heard "Dammit Landon!" I looked down at LS, and with a mouthfull of dick she couldn't have said it. It was actually my sister, Arianna, who I share my room with. It freaked out LS, but after I calmed her down and Arianna left with a pillow and a blanket we started at it again.
I told her I wanted to go down on her for awhile. She look kinda confused and said "I didn't think guys liked doing that." She really doesn't know me to well. I coerced her out of her skin tight jeans and went to work. She was cleanly waxed, getting ready for the swimming/bikini weather. Her pussy was tight too. I could barely fit 2 of my fingers in there. I wasn't down there for more than 15 minutes before she had an orgasm, her first she'd later tell me.
We switched positions on the bed. She said "I wish I was a snake so I could unhinge my jaw to get your entire penis in my mouth." She's funny too. And uses words like penis instead of cock or dick. Although, she's not the best at giving a blow job. New at it I figured. But she got me off and was shocked at the amount I came. She tried to keep as much in her mouth as she could, but it wasn't much.
She left and gave me a call later that night. We chatted a while and she told me she was a virgin. She would've hqad sex with me that morning but knew here mom would be waiting for her to get home.
She told me that her mom and brother gfo to her gradma's house every sunday between 5-7 and told me to drop by at 5:30, and I did.
That sunday afternoon I got to her apartment and she let me in and we immediately started making out. We got naked and I went down on her again. I got a condom out of my pants and told her that if she didn't wanna do it, she didn't have to. I knew she was a virgin, and when I have sex with virgins they tend to immediately think that we're in a relationship. I told her I didn't want a relationship, and she told me that she was the last virgin among her friends, and they've been picking on her for it for a while now. She's ok with not being in a relationship.
So we got to it. It took about an hour from the time I showed up, to the penetration, and then another 10 minutes to her to get used to my dick. Me being 9.5" and rather thick and her being a virgin, it took some getting used to. After we were both comfortable we started going at it. She had 1, maybe 2, orgasms. Hard to say if that second one was a full one. By the time we finished I wanted to lay down with her and catch my breath. She looked at the clock and said I needed to leave. It was past 7 and here mom was gonna be home at any second. I got dressed, she kissed me, told me to call her, and I left while she hopped in the shower.
On the way downstairs I noticed an older hispanic woman, who looked a lot like LS, walking up the stairs. I'm guessing that was her mom. Left just in time.
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