Does she or doesn’t she?

Speaking of “S” today, I don’t think she’s wearing panties today. I had to go over to her desk to check her computer out and while she was bending forward, I got a nice down pants shot of her ass crack. No panties to be seen! That should help out tremendously with my masturbation provocation. I could just see the beginning of her crack at the top. She looks very sexy in her jeans, tight top and white bra. Yeah, the top is translucent. Nice.

Down time

Damn it! The stoopid period arrived right on time yesterday. Oh well, at least TW is gonna be very horny coming off this time. She was horny last night and said she wished her period hadn’t come so we could have wildly fucked. It’s gonna be a tough 5 days. Guess I can start my masturbation therapy. Must think happy, sexy thoughts, must think happy, sexy thoughts. Gee, doesn’t “S” look exceptionally hot today. Must think happy, sexy thoughts……

Pre-period sex a go-go

Well, we did manage to get in a nice, hot session of MS last night. There was ass biting, titty twisting, spanking fun to be had by all. Oh, and let’s not forget the orgasms, for both of us.

The evening started out with both of us sacked out in bed. She was topless, I was nekkid. I rubbed her body a bit as she’s been in some pain lately. She was telling me how good it felt and I, well, I just love touching her body.

I continued to massage her a bit until she rolled on to her back. I rolled on to my back and she cuddled up next to me. She asked me if I wanted to make love and I just told her, “HELL YES!” She laughed a bit and said it might not be ready. When she said this she was holding on to my cock and I told her well, just take some time, I’m sure it’ll rise to the occasion. She laughed again and said no you, me. Yeah, like that would EVER happen, her not being ready!

I rolled toward her and latched onto a nipple. She squealed that it tickled and tried to get me to relase. No fucking way! I latched onto that sweet nipple and held on with my teeth. She finally relaxed a bit and I let go. My cock, by this time, was starting to respond.

“Oh, what do we have here?” She whispered. “I like it, whatever it is.”

She pushed me back and mounted me Cowgirl style. YES! My favorite!

I reached up and started to fondle her breasts. She came immediately. I pinched and twisted her nipples, all the while pumping my cock into her pussy. She ground herself down on my cock while I moved my hands from her breasts to her face. I pulled her down for a kiss and grabbed a handful of her hair.

She moaned a little and I reached down with my other hand to stroke her ass. I massaged her ass with my one hand, held her hair with the other and continued to stroke my cock in and out of her pussy. She came again with a squeal. I slapped her ass with my hand and she jumped a bit.

I then proceeded to spank her ass, warming it nicely to the touch. She tried to sush me a bit since I was making a lot of noise with my hand to ass contact.

“You’ll wake the kids,” she moaned.

“I doubt it.” I replied.

I spanked her a bit more and then pushed her upright, driving her down fully onto my cock. She thrashed about and then rolled off of me. I quickly moved in behind her and pushed my cock into her.

I then proceeded to pound her good. I was grabbing tit, hair, ass, arm, whatever I could reach. All the time she was moaning, “No, no, no” This really set me off and I pumped her even harder. She thrust back at me and I pushed forward into her, making her come over and over.

Finally, I asked her if she had had enough.

“I guess so”

“Would you like to suck?”

“Are you ready to come?

“Yes I am baby”

I rolled onto my back and she sucked me into her mouth. It didn’t take long and I was coming like crazy into her hot, wet mouth. Damn, the woman certainly can suck cock! We both cuddled up and drifted off to sleep. I hope her period holds off another day or two. I certainly want to get some more of that!

Masturbation and Getting Caught

Since I failed in my mission to make TW walk funny by today, I’m now looking forward to about 5-6 days with no sex. Sigh, I had the chance and let it slip through my hands. Her period is due tomorrow so maybe, just maybe we’ll be able to get in a session tonight. I’m hoping so. Her pre-period, pounding headache arrived last night, so I’m NOT very hopeful. Still, there’s always the chance it may hold off until tomorrow.

I’ve been thinking of getting back in to the masturbation game. I’ve been lax in getting myself off for the past few years. One, because I’m getting sex at a regular interval, and two because I’m worried it will affect my performance in bed. I don’t believe I have any physical problems that would prevent a hardon, but, I do have a mental block that says because I’m 43, overweight and drink too much pop, if I come I won’t be able to get it up again. Now, I have to say I have NO proof that this would happen. Of course, I haven’t tried it really. I also worry about the fact that when I come, I go into that dreamy, “Oh, I’m so tired let’s just fall asleep” mode. I HATE that mode. Anyway, I’ve decided to start masturbating on a more regular basis. Hell, it IS a good photo opportunity. I don’t have enough photos of me in action.

Speaking of masturbation, what’s your most embarrassing moment getting caught? Mine was being caught by my brother. I used to use a hand-held shoe polisher to get myself off (this was the early 70’s) It had this one attachment, the buffer, that was a soft, cottony ball. It felt really good on the underside of my shaft. REALLY GOOD!

Anyway, he was home listening to music and I was going at it in the bathroom. Naturally, this mother was electric. It had a couple of different speeds and I was working it good. The damn thing was hot in my hand. So, I’m sitting there naked, on a bathroom stool, getting myself off. Well, I must have been fluctuating the electric circuit too much because next thing I know, the door’s opening.

I quickly bent down and grabbed one of my shoes (yeah, I was prepared boyo, you better believe it) and pretended I was polishing it. I don’t think my brother bought it for a minute. He said he was wondering what I was doing in here, causing all the static on his radio. “Just polishing my shoes” I calmly replied. Well, calmly probably wasn’t the right word. I was naked, flustered, breathing heavily and sweating profusely. I was just about there when he opened the door. Damn it!

He just smiled and closed the door and I got back to business. I LOCKED the door this time. I really miss that shoe polisher. These days, you’re hard pressed to find the handheld ones. They have the floor models but that would look WAY TOO strange.

“Honey, what are you doing on the floor on top of the shoe polisher?”

“Nothing, just polishing my shoes”

“Uh-huh, right. When was the last time your cock wore shoes?”

I got caught by my aunt (who lived with us) once when I was in the laundry tub, spraying water onto the top of my cock. I held my fingers under the nozzle and let it spray right behind the top of the head. I don’t know how long she was watching me, but I quickly got out of the tub and made like I was washing my hair. Granted, I had to dry off some and put some shorts on, but at least I made it before she walked in on me (I think) I was sick at the time and she said it was a stupid idea to wash my hair if I was going out later that night. I still believe to this day she watched me for a while, or, if not that, she KNEW what I was doing. She never said a thing.

Failure!

I failed, miserably, to uphold my “TW Walks Funny on Monday” ideal. Oh, we had some really good sex both Saturday morning and Saturday night, but I failed on Sunday and Friday night. Not too unusual really. I fail at most things I try.

Phone Sex A Go-Go

Just got off the phone with TW. I was talking her through several intense orgasms. God, I love it when she calls me when she’s masturbating. She holds the phone down by her pussy and lets me hear how wet it is. I can hear the dildo plunging in and out while she works her clit with her other hand. Sometimes, she drops the phone while she coming but I can still hear her moan and scream.

Today’s session was all about being outdoors. I told her we were fucking on a picnic table. I had her bent over the table and was fucking her from behind, while pulling her head up by her hair. I told her she could feel the rough wood scrape against her nipples and stomach. She moaned loudly and came.

“Uh oh, someone’s heard you babe. It’s two guys hiding in the bushes, but now, there out in the open.” Her moans got louder and more sensual.

“Yeah, they’ve definitely seen us and they’re headed this way.”

“No, let me up”

“No, I don’t think so. Let’s see what they want.”

“I KNOW what they want!”

“Yeah, me too and I’m going to let them get it.”

“No, no…oh God.”

“Yeah, hi guys. Can you watch? Sure, we don’t mind”

I told her the guys had pulled their cocks out while I continued to fuck her. I could hear her breathing get short and rapid and then heard her explode in orgasm. (explode seems funny to use, but that’s exactly what it was, an explosion) I could hear her thrash around on the bed as I continued my story.

“Oh, you want to fuck her? Sure, let me step out of the way. I’m going to take a few pics if you don’t mind. Cool.”

I told TW that the first guy had a nice long, thick cock and he was pushing it into her. She moaned loudly as she used the dildo she had to re-enact the moment. She was face down on the bed and was fucking herself with the fake cock.

“Oh baby, it looks so good going in and out of your hot pussy. Does it feel as good as it looks?”

“Oh fuck, yes. Oh God he’s fucking me so good.”

“Well, you better open wide because the other guys wants to use your mouth”

TW came again, very hard and very long. She dropped the phone and I heard her wail and cry out. When she came back on the phone I finished off the story.

“God baby, you look so hot with a cock in both ends. Shit honey, get ready because I think the guys are going to come on your face and in your hot mouth.”

I described to her how the guy in her pussy moved to her face and shoved his cock into her mouth. I heard her push the dildo into her mouth and choke on it.

“Yeah, baby, he’s got your head in his hands and is fucking your face. You look so beautiful sucking on his cock.”

She choked again as she drove the dildo deeper. She came again.

“That’s it baby, swallow his cock. Oh shit, here comes the other guy. He’s stroking his cock and here it comes! He’s spraying your face with his come. The other guy’s pulled out of your mouth and is coming on your face too. You’re such a slutty mess. There’s come everywhere, it’s dripping onto your tits and the guys are taking turns rubbing their cocks on your face and feeding you their come. I got some great pictures!”

TW lost it. There was a loud shriek and then I heard her thrash about. This final orgasm was very intense. I was imagining her spread out on the bed, dildo in pussy, fingertips teasing her clit as her orgasm wracked her body. She dropped the phone again and just let her orgasm overwhelm her. I could hear her gasp for air and then, silence.

She got back on the phone and thanked me for getting her over the edge. I guess she had been reading Penthouse Forum letters but it was taking too long to get to the good stuff. I told her no problem and I was looking forward to getting myself some later. If I have to inject caffeine directly into my veins before leaving work today, I’m going to fuck her silly tonight, tomorrow morning, tomorrow night and then Sunday morning and Sunday night. Shit, I may even take her out to the woods either day and see what happens. I’m hoping she’ll be walking funny by Monday morning. At least, that’s my plan.

Have a good weekend everyone.

Spending some quality time with the inlaws

So last night was spent celebrating Y’s birthday with the family. Not too much on the cleavage front (Damn it! I want low cut tops and I want them NOW!) At least all the SIL’s tops were tight. I think X even had some middle age, can’t stop it, nipple hardons going on. It was a bit cool in the restaurant. Man, I would just love to suck her titties. She appears to have large and very perky nipples. I mean, they were sticking through an industrial strength padded bra. Y surprised me by actuall baring her arms (She’s the ultra uptight Christian) Her blouse wasn’t daring and did have sleeves, but, they were open to the shoulder! She has very sexy arms. I may have to downgrade the breast size though (not that I’m gonna complain, a breast, is a breast is a breast and they’re ALL good!) Maybe she wasn’t wearing a support bra. I don’t know. Z was wearing a tight top which showed off her milk filled breasts to perfection. If only I could see some skin, and maybe get some milk (Yeah, yeah, I’m a dirty old man, so sue me.)

TW had on my favorite skirt. A short, tight blue and white skirt that reminds me of Hawaii, (not that I’ve ever been there but the pattern is very islandish.) Match that up with a plunging neckline on her blue top and I was in heaven. She was wearing one of her better support bras, so the girls were WELL represented. It’s too bad we were with her family, she could have gone pantiless.

No sex though. I’m figuring we’re just in a rut. Nothing to worry about, we’ll get back to it as soon as both of us can get some energy. Her period is due next week and nothing gets rid of those pesky cramps than some good MS. At least the weekend is coming up, that should afford us more time to play, I hope. Even TW is frustrated by our lack of energy. She mentioned it last night as she was drifting off to sleep. She told me that she was jumping my bones, very vigorously, in her mind. I told her I had her face down on the bed and was violently fucking her from behind while pulling her head up by her hair. Now, if only we had the energy. Sigh.

TW’s Happy Dance and the end of the streak

TW is doing the Snoopy “Happy Dance” today. The kids are back in school! WOO HOO! Full days too! YES! She’s already talking about taking a nice long bath tomorrow, followed up by a vigorous workout with the Magic Wand! I love it when she calls me to let me listen in as she works her pussy. Here’s to kids back in school! YAY!

The streak is finally over. Not that it was a horrible dry spell, but when the two of you are used to getting it almost daily, to run a few days without is torture. The fact that both of us wanted to do it and were just too tired to get it on made it doubly worse.

Last night, I had trouble getting it up. I’m thinking it was because of the leg workout I did before going to bed. All the blood was rushing to my engorged thigh muscles and there was none left for Mr. Happy-Go-Lucky. TW was kidding me that I didn’t find her attractive anymore (at least, I THINK she was kidding me. I hope she was because I find her hot, Hot, HOT! and I let her know every opportunity I get) I told her not to worry, she’s the sexiest woman I know. She continued to stroke and pull on me and finally went down on me with her mouth.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, err, I mean back in my head, I’m furiously thinking of every sexy girl at work and TW working on my cock. The trouble became that I couldn’t choose just one from work and they all got mixed up. Sigh. Even my fantasy world is getting tired. It didn’t help when TW started talking about the girls at work and encouraging me to think about them working on my cock.

“Stop it! You’re confusing me!” My brain screamed as I tried to focus. Finally, I was able to unclutter my head and Mr. Happy-Go-Lucky came to life. We were able to get in a good 10 minute quickie before drifting off to sleep. We really need to get up earlier in the morning. Morning wood is sooooooo good. And, it lasts longer too!

Now that my workouts are done for the week, I should have more energy too. I better, TW’s period is due again next week I think. Maybe I’ll just have to get over my squeamishness and just fuck her in the shower. Come on Mr. M-D, be a man about it!

Cynical? Who me? Damn Skippy I am!

And people wonder why I’m so cynical…..

My journal, in it’s various incarnations, has touched upon a topic that I’m all too familiar with, lack of friends. This point was driven home by a recent event which I will now regale you with (whether you like it or not)

Both TW and I have lost all our friends. This is one of the major reasons we get along so well, lack of friends. Since all our friends dumped us along the pathway of life, she and I have come to rely on one another and be each other’s best friends. It’s kind of freakishly inbred, but, it works for us. Anyway, recently, after registering at Classmates.Com, for about the 20th time, I received an e-mail from a grade school friend of mine (female) asking me the usual questions in regards to family and just what the fuck I’ve been doing with my life.

She also asked me if I remembered her. Hell yes, I remember her. She was one of the girls I had a major jones on but, being the shy fucktard I was and always will be, I never made a move on her. She filled me in on what she was doing, where she was working, how her family was doing, et al. She works at a restaurant as the bar manager and told me to grab TW and come down and see her sometime. She and TW were classmates, a year behind me in high school (I didn’t attend their high school. I went to a Catholic all boys high school) Anyway, she asked me to drop in some time and say hello.

That would be all fine and dandy, except, TW and I are allergic to cigarette smoke. Not deathly allergic, but bad enough that we don’t hang around in bars. This puts a major cramp in our swinging efforts since most of the local parties are held in bars. Also, we’ve noticed that the majority of swingers are smokers (Now, don’t get your panties and/or shorts in a bunch and tell me that’s not the case. It IS the case for us in OUR experiences with the swinging lifestyle) I wrote her an e-mail back in regards to the smoking issue and I haven’t heard back from her yet. It’s been about 2 weeks. I’ve either blown a major hookup or, more likely, have been blown off, friendship wise, yet again. Ugh, will this life NEVER end?

Oh, I’m no longer registered at Classmates.com. With friends like these……

0-4, put foot (Tab A) in mouth (Slot B)

The losing streak continues, although last night’s non-sex brought to you by Mr. M-D. I made the cardinal mistake all men make, giving tit for tat.

Right before bed, TW, LP and myself were talking about some paperwork that was missing. TW made some offhand remark about my not finding the paper and I came back with a quick retort about her being “Miss Organization. Well, I don’t see it.” BIG MISTAKE. Her face clouded over, she told LP to go to bed and then proceeded to huff and puff her way around the room. She had to run downstairs to close some windows and I could hear her slamming stuff and stomping around. She came back to bed and was limping. I asked her if she threw her back out stomping around downstairs (for those of you new to the journal, TW has a bad back. When she used to weightlift her back wasn’t as bad, but, like me, she makes excuses not to work out now) She said no and what do you mean I was throwing stuff around. We both got a laugh out of that but the sexual healing will have to wait. No sex for me.

This morning I’m listening to the radio on the way in and a conversation came up about women touching one another’s breasts. The DJ team consists of 1 guy and 2 women. It was quite a funny and interesting conversation. The guy wanted to know if the other 2 did it and they quickly, and I mean QUICKLY, replied yes they do. It completely blew his, and my, mind. He asked if they did it regularly and they both replied yes.

This conversation had followed a call in segment about unitentionally exposing yourself and NOT knowing about it. That conversation was equally funny. After the discussion about playing with one another, they had another call in segment about why women touch their friends breasts. The consensus was it was alcohol fueled and/or we’re just very close friends and can. It was quite stimulating without being perverse. It got me to thinking, does TW do that with her friends? I would hope she does!

What about you ladies out there, do you playfully touch one another’s breasts? I’m not talking about in sexual play, rather, say you’re in a bar or just hanging out. Do you playfully grab, pinch, squeeze, or fondle your friend’s breasts?

Inquiring minds would like to know.