Sunday, September 03, 2006

Is it just Me, or has it been damn near forever since I updated this thing? What can I say, I have a life. I know that's something a lot of you have a hard time understanding, since your life consists of jacking off to My adventures that I'm generous enough to share with you, but a real life takes up your time. Never fear though, I'm back, and ready to share My glorious life with you less fortunate ones. Aren't I just too wonderful for words?

First some news and then a little something special for you. This news is primarily for the foot freaks out there. I just received a digital camera from a sneakerfag, (yes the same one). So sometime in the next few days I'll be offering pictures for sale. Only of My feet. Nothing that would violate My privacy. So don't even ask. To buy you'll have to have a Niteflirt account. If you have a special request, e-mail Me on Niteflirt and let Me know.

The little something special is on one of My favorite subjects, cuckholding. A little more than a week ago I was in a club when I noticed this milf eyeing Me hard. She was blonde and about forty, but with a tight bod that she obviously spent a lot of time keeping tight. As nice as her bod was (and it was very nice indeed) her face was actually her best feature. I'm talkin' breathtaking folks. So I talk to her for a bit, and we head back to her place. It's pretty nice, what I notice of it, though to be honest I paying far more attention to one of the sweetest little asses I've seen in a long time that's leading me to the bedroom.

Once we get there she starts to strip down, revealing more of that toned, tanned body. Once she's down to her bra and panties I return the favor and strip down to my shorts. She seems eager to begin, but I start to get a feeling, like somebody's watching. I notice a closet or something in the corner whose door is the kind with wooden slats. The way the lamps in the room have been set, it's all in shadow, so I can't really see anything. But I'm certain somebody's in there. I make like I'm going to walk over to her, but then I jump over to the closet (melodramatic I know, but also fun) and rip it open. And right there, cock in hand, is what turns out to be her husband. I'll call him Bob, and her Stacie.

They're both freaking out, obviously scared I'm gonna go on some kinda rampage, and I just can't stop smiling. Finally I get tired of listening to thier panicked ramble and say "You'll be able to see better out here." That shuts'em both up. I continue "That's what you want isn't it? To watch Me fuck your wife."

After a minute he agrees, and starts to go off on some tangent about keeping thier sex life hot. I interrupt and say "I'm not interested in your rationale Bob, I just want you to shut-up, sit in the corner, and enjoy watching Me giving your wife the fucking of her life." He quickly moves into position.

I walk over to Stacie and remove her bra. I take her right nipple into My mouth and tweak and manipulate the left with My hand. I alternate nipples and after a bit she's moaning and massaging herself through her panties. Then I put my hands on her waist and lift her up. A quick intake of breath shows her surprise at how easily I lift her, but she wastes no time in wrapping her legs around My waist. As she does she can feel My hard cock through My shorts and she breathes "Oh my god!" Through my shorts I can feel both the warmth, and the wetness of her pussy. Using my grip around her waist I actually start to rub her up and down My cock. Her breathing quickens and turns into a gasp. I walk over to the bed still carrying her, once there I consider throwing her onto the bed, but instead I slowly lay her down. Then I pull off her panties and ask her to spread her legs for me so I can get a goof look at her pussy.

It is truly a beautiful sight, clean-shaven and perfect. I toss the wet panties to Bob and lean in closer to Stacie's pussy. I begin to lightly stroke her clit. It's not long before she's asking, and then begging for more. I'm now using both hands so I ask Bob "Hey Bob, my hands are full, so could you pull these shorts off for me?" He seems nervous, but also more than a little excited as he pulls them down. As my cock pops out, his eyes bug at the sight of it.

Once my shorts are off I take my hands off Stacie's pussy, she opens her eyes to see what's happening, and sees my cock right at the entrance to her pussy. Her eyes widen, and she says "Put it in."

I chuckle and say "All in good time." She actually tries to wiggle her pussy closer to my cock, but I just pull back. I wave Bob closer and say "this is what you wanted to see wasn't it" Once he's in position I start to rub my cockhead all over her pussy, but I don't put it in, yet. She starts to pant, begging for it more and more. Then I say "Bob, watch this." And I ease in the head. Her pussy lips grasp it, trying to pull it all the way in, but I stop about halfway. I'm breathing harder now, but I say to Bob "Look at those pussy lips, look at how they're trying to pull me in. They want that cock, don't they Bob?" Then I start to stroke it in and out.

"Oh yes they do!" Bob answers. And the hand rubbing the panties up and down his cock becomes a blur and he shoots his load. He damn near collapses. I keep fucking his wife as he sits on the bed out of sheer exhaustion.

There's more, including how he ate the cream pie, but this is enough for now.

Sunday, June 25, 2006

As to the sneakerfag I mentioned in the last post, I met him at the park where I go to run. After I was done running I took a seat at this bench, and there was this guy at the other end who kept on trying to check out my sneaker's without Me catching him. He'd said hi when I first sat down, but he'd mumbled it and I'd pretty much ignored him. After a few minutes of him checking out My shoes I decided to fuck with him a little.

"You got a thing for My shoes or what dude?" He tried to fumble out a denial of some kind, but I just laughed at him and walked off. A couple days went by, and I saw him there again. He tried to say something, but I just went right by him and went on with My run. 45 minutes later I was done, and he was still there. I walked over to the bench and started doing My post-run stretches and he tried to say something to me.

"Nitwit, I'm busy, can't you tell?" He apologized and waited. Trying the whole time not to stare, and failing. I took longer stretching, just to make him wait. When I was done I asked "Enjoy the view?"

His face turned red and he started sputtering something, I broke in and said "Never mind all that, was there something you wanted to talk to Me about or what?"

He tried to be cool and start up a conversation, but he couldn't seem to get a cogent sentence out of his mouth. After a minute of his fumbling I lost patience and said "Is there a question somewhere in all that?"

My bluntness actually shocked him into saying something intelligible. "How often do you come here?"

I laughed and said "Is that your version of 'what's a pretty girl like me doing in a place like this', if so you need to work on your lines."

He tried to deny it, but I just ignored that and said "First of all I'm not a fag, so you need to get any ideas about Me fucking you out of your head. But if you want to come stare at My sneaker's and drool, then..." and I told him My regular times and I left.

The next few times I came to the park he wasn't there. I wasn't surprised, the direct way I put it out there spooked him a bit, I could tell. But less than a week passed and he was there again. "If it isn't sneakerboy." I said to him after I finished My run. There's more, but you'll either have to wait and see if I post about it again, or call Me.




Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Damn, it's been awhile since I posted. I'm not gonna try to cover everything thats happened, but I'll hit a few of the high points.

As for caller's, I've got a few that are interesting enough to mention. One who I'll call fatboy, he's over 450 lbs., is really into humiliating assignments. I actually had him cum in his pants and then walk around with the mess still in there. his boss told him to go home and change his pants! just hearing about that made Me laugh My ass off.

Another who I'll call footboy, wants to meet in person, so I can abuse him physically. He wants Me to kick his ass, literally! I mean he wants Me to kick him on the tailbone so he'll be sore for days afterwards. Nothing like that is going to happen anytime soon, but he loves to hear Me talk about it anyway. He's just shocked at how mean I am. He says he hates Me because I understand him so well. I say he hates himself, but that's his problem.

I've recently run into this sneakerfag, but I'm tired of typing, so I'll go into that on the next post. Later.

Sunday, June 11, 2006

Continued from last post.

After we arrived at Gina's she of course wanted to know why mark was all fucked up. While he bandaged himself up, we both told her. Shockingly enough, she was pissed. She started to read mark the riot act about fucking around on her (or trying to any way), and I started to laugh. She didn't see what was so amusing.

So I as ked her "Gina, how many guys have you fucked while being 'with' mark?"

She got a subborn look on her face and said "But that's,,," then stopped herself before she could finish.

But I finished for her. "Different? No it's not. But I'm not gonna waste My time arguing with you about it, especially since you already know I'm right. I'm also not gonna listen to you whine about it, so just figure out some punishment for him so we can all move on."

She looked like she wanted to argue with Me about it, but she learned where that got her, so instead she just stood there staring at him. After a few minutes I realised she couldn't figure anything out. So I said "While we're all young okay Gina."

She turned red and said "Why don't you think of something, it was your idea." I had to admit, that was kinda funny, having Me punish him when I didn't think there was anything to punish. But if it got it out of the way, then fine by Me. There was just one problem, the only thing I could think of right at that time was My bladder, it felt like it was gonna explode. Gina looked like she was about to make some smart-ass comment, when it hit Me.

"mark, get on your knees in front of Me. Hesitantly he did. I stood up and unzipped My pants. Before anybody could react I said "Don't move." And let loose all over his face. Damn, there was a lot of piss. And it felt good to let it out. You should've seen the look on mark's face. It was priceless. But outside of a twitch when I first started, he didn't move. Finally i was done and mark opened his eyes. Both of'em were shocked. I pulled up My pants and started Gina toward the bedroom.

Then she stopped and asked "What about the mess?"

"Dugh." I answered. "mark clean it up." mark started to stand, like he was gonna get towels from the kitchen or something, and I said "No dude, with your tongue." He looked a little freaked out, but he did it.

I'll be on and off tonight, so if you see I'm available, give Me a call.

Saturday, June 10, 2006

Continued from last post.

I, of course start laughing. "You know mark, you're like a clepto." He didn't understand what I meant so I explained. Clepto's wanna get caught, and so do you. I'm noy talkin' so much about cheatin' on Gina, as you wanna get caught wearing those panties and butt-plug. Why else would you try picking up a chick with'em in? And of course I'm gonna tell Gina. What are you so worried about, that she's gonna stop fuckin' around on you?"

He didn 't know what to say to this. By this point we'd make it back to My car, and it was a pretty quiet trip back to Gina's.

I'll cover mark's punishment in the next post but My room-mate's throwin' a party. But I will available to call for most of the night.

Friday, June 09, 2006

I know it's been a while since I posted, but things have just been nuts for Me. Things are returning to normal so I will be posting more regularly from now on. I talked to another pso on Niteflirt , her name is Angela St. Lawrence if you want to check her out. We've talked about the possibility of doing three-way calls, but apparently there's a lot of rigmarole you have to go through for Niteflirt to okay that kind of thing. So don't hold your breath, but if we do it I'll let you know here.

I was in a fight this last weekend. I went to go see mark at the bar where he usually hangs out, and I walk in and the place is nuts. I'm about to walk right back out, (it's not My fight after all) when who do I see right in the middle of it? You guessed it, mark. Listen, mark maybe a butt-plug havin', used panty-wearing, creampie eatin' little freak, but he's got balls.

But not much in the way of brains, or fighting ability, and all the balls in the world won't help against a guy twice your size. It looked like the guy (or somebody), had already gotten some good shots in on mark, and it looked like this guy was ready to do plenty more damage. So I get My ass over there, and like I said, this guy is big, he's got Me beat by at least a couple of inches and thirty pounds or so. But I do have an advantage, he doesn't know I'm there.

I put My left foot on the back of his calf and step down hard. This forces him to his knees and his arms to windmill. I grab'em (it actually takes Me a few tries to get his left arm, but I do get'em both), the dude tries to pull out of My grip and stand up, but the leverage is all wrong for it. mark does a double-take when he sees Me and just stands there.

I say "Hey, dumbass h (I almost say hit'em, but seeing how big the guy is, I think better of it) kick him, right in the fucking head!" mark just stares for a second, but then he tries to do it, and almost falls on his ass because he's standing too close. "Move back!" I yell. All the while this guy's trying to roll away from Me, but before he can mark finally gets it right and nails him in the head with a kick. This doesn't put him out, but it stuns him enough that I push him to the floor and both mark and I stomp his ass. After that I look around and I get the feeling that if the cops haven't been called yet. they soon will be.

I grab mark and take us out the back, we go through some buildings behind the bar and come out on the opposite side of the block from the bar. Fortunately I parked a good ways from the bar because the parking lot was too full. I tell mark to go grab his car tomorrow even if it's towed, paying the fee will be better than having to be bailed out. Especially considering what he was wearing underneath his clothes.

I ask mark how the fight got started. He looks a little embarrassed, but finally admits that he was trying to pickup the guys girl. She had been there alone, but then the dude had come in, and when he did mark's hand was on her ass. I couldn't help but laugh. I said "Dude, even if you had succeeded in gettin' into her pants, how were you gonna explain the panties you're wearing?"

"I didn't think that far ahead." Is all he can say. Then he starts beggin' Me not to tell Gina.

There's more, but I'll post that tomorrow, unlees blogger's fucked up again. Any questions before then, call Me.

Thursday, June 01, 2006

After what seems like an eternity of wrangling with My provider; they're going to be sending Me a new modem. This should solve the connection problems I've been having. it should arrive in the next day or two. Then I'll be able to update you about what's gone on in the last week. Any questions before then, call Me..