I didn't get Ryan to put his dick in me today. These things happen. Now I have Ryan and Rob both wanting to get together tomorrow. Rob wins. Whatever time he chooses, he gets. If it's early enough, I'll be able to get bred twice tomorrow. Fingers crossed.
Ryan asked me not to use the terms "Breed, bred, breeding." He doesn't like it. But I do. I like the thought of it. Animallistic almost. I also like the implications that go with it. When I say breed in any one of its forms, I am referring to some man emptying his testicles deep in my womb because my pussy did things to his cock as if it was trying to get him to pump a baby into me. That fires me up. It's a woman instinctual thing. I doubt too many chicks with dicks get that urge. But I do. My entire life I have always found the thought of getting knocked up exciting. Especially when I was married and I was cheating with other men and letting them dump cum in my guts. So no, Ryan, I will not stop telling you to "breed me."
I got 3 calls today that once famous porn star Jesse Jane died. I guess I was supposed to be shocked and heartbroken. Didn't happen. I met her several times. Never long enough to know her. She had a reputation for being an addict way back when, and once an addict...well, you know the story. So no, not a shock. She's like number 87 that I have crossed paths with who ended up on the end of the wrong needle or ate one too many pills. Plus, again, she might as well have been Joe Schmoe because I didn't know her other than a quick hello; how are you? I mainly knew of her. So, lesson learned...put the needle down and step away from the bottle before one of the two or both put you down. Easier said than done I suppose. I wouldn't pretend to know.
Got the broken camera replaced today. That helps. I had a bad day yesterday with it, but they switched it out quickly, so good for them. I thought I might have to wait up to a week but it was at my door around 11 AM. Probably good I dropped the old one off at UPS minutes after I had the conversation with support. I still had to set the new one up and all that happy stuff, but it seems to be just as good as the last one without the software glitch.
Sometimes you just want to ride a dick. It's one of those times. I made this video like 5 minutes ago. If only there were a real dick...I'd fuck it clean off. I thought Ryan was coming over but he can't make it. Maybe later today. So I took matters into my own hands, slipped a plastic dick in my pussy, and went after it a little bit. Not a real dick. I can get off on a dildo, no doubt about it. I can get off really hard, but I need someone using it on me. Sometimes I let Scott stick his dick in me and then make him use a massive dildo to utterly destroy my pussy for him. When I have him stick his now puny little dick in, all I can feel is something hard poking around...like it's a finger. Then I make him put the massive dildo back in my guts, and I cum really hard. Obviously a mental thing with me, but I do have some of the best orgasms that way. No Scott to do that with today either so it's my torso dick dildo to the rescue.
Lots of people expressing interest in me doing multiple guys. Which I'm very okay with. In fact I would be ecstatic about it. Now, only if I could get 3 or 4 guys all good with sporting an erection in front of each other. I'd be airtight on the daily. There is something about having a stiff dick in front of other guys, or maybe it's around other guys with stiff dicks that make dicks, well, un-stiff for lack of a better description. If you think I would love laying around in my bed with a dick in my ass and another one in my pussy on the regular...well, then you don't know me. I would. What woman wouldn't?
I am waiting for my new camera. Should be here anytime now. Said before 11 am. Something went wrong with the software, and it couldn't be updated, so they are sending me a new one. It would record and take pics, but then it would only show the first 30 seconds or so, then re-loop that constantly. You will have these things, I suppose. Still, photos would have like 20 copies of each pic. That was even more annoying.
True story. I once had a threesome with 2 guys in NC. Things were going wonderful, and the one guy had already fed me his sperm, and I drank it down. He then got off the bed and got kind of beside and behind the guy who was fucking me from behind. I couldn't see what he was doing, but I figured he was just watching, and they were friends, so it was all good. What I didn't know is the guy that came in my mouth started fondling the balls of the guy who was fucking me. I had no idea, but it all seemed good to me because the guy behind me pumped a load in my guts. Even afterward, everything seemed fine. Then I went in the shower, and when I came out, the only guy still there was the one who came in my mouth, and he had a little cut on his face. I asked him what happened, and he said his friend punched him and left, and he needed a ride home. I obviously got the story from him. He told me about fondling his balls, and though he wasn't gay, he just wanted to do that. I don't care. Squeeze all the balls you want. I guess just make sure the other guy wants his balls squeezed by you first. The odd part is he was back there making love to his balls with his hands for a good five minutes so the other guy must not have hated it too much. I guess he had a change of heart after he came. I gave the testicle bandit a ride home and never heard from either one again.
I know you think I can just slip a dick in my guts whenever I feel like it. And I can...if plastic dicks count. It's just not that easy. Guys are tricky these days. I was just saying 15 years ago, I could get my guts pumped full of sperm at will, and I often did. Guys would be happy to breed me until I leak. Nowadays...they want to talk first. See if we are going to be compatible and all that other nonsense. I don't want to be compatible. I just want you to get your dick hard, bend me over and fuck me stupid. Then go away until I call you again...which, if you turned me into a blabbering fuck-tard will probably be the next day. But times have changed. Some of you younger folks haven't even figured out what gender they are, much less learned to fuck properly. When I was 18 that's all guys wanted to do. Pump pussy, dump loads. I was happy to be the town pump, and I taught a lot of guys a lot of things. I guess those days are over. Now we have to talk about whether our politics align before we even consider fucking. Connor was 18, but he was an aspiring man. He learned, and before too long, he was fucking me into the ground like a pro. But he wandered off and joined the Army...which good for him. Kind of made me proud to say I let him empty his testicles inside of me a few hundred times. I should be seeing him next week. Hope that happens. Anyway, my point is, guys aren't into fucking near as much as they used to be. They want to "cuddle." I'm sure there is someone out there who wants to "cuddle," but I might gag if you start doing that with me. You can cuddle me all you want after you turn my insides into soup with your dick. I'll be too fucked out to know we are even doing it.
How does one ask for a happy ending at a massage parlor, especially if they don't know if they actually do that? And do they have happy endings for women? Asking for a friend.
No, I'm not. I'm asking for myself. I always wanted to be rubbed off during a massage. Not a home massage, not a porn massage, a real go to the massage parlor, get a massage, and then another kind of massage. I know tons of you would be happy to give me a massage, but it wouldn't be the same. Plus, I want a chick to do it. So there's that.
Someone told me sex hurts. I said either you or your partner are doing it wrong. She said how would I know if they are doing it wrong? She had a point. I don't know that. It could be something medical. So, I thought about it, and I said there is only one way to know for sure. She asked me what that would be. I said I would need to have sex with her. She looked at me weird. She didn't have sex with me. It was worth a shot.
What got me into porn? Sex is what got me into porn. I thought it would be the answer to all my dick availability problems. It wasn’t. I found out quickly porn star dudes are really bad at sex. Not all of them, but most of them. I had a few porn dudes that fucked me stupid off-camera. But all the rest…yawn. So, I thought I would try my hand at the online ho thing around 2001, and oddly enough…it kept me in a fresh supply of dick for 20-plus years until I retired three years ago. No, I didn’t get off with every dick that showed up. But I did with a lot of them. And to this day, I can’t think of one truly bad day in my entire 20-plus-year career. Don’t believe what you see in the movies. It doesn’t work that way. Anyway, this is my 3rd year after retirement, and I’ll never go back. I left it while I was on the top. It could only go down from there, and I don’t want to remember it that way. So now I must find dick the hard way…go out in town and hunt it down. It’s fun, though, and I have found some really good cocks that way. Rob is truly becoming a legend to my pussy. He does a number on my holes consistently that very few have ever achieved even once. His massive cock may have something to do with that.
Yes. Guys complain I am overly sexual. They find me to be a bit too much more than they don’t. It always starts out great, but after a month of me tugging their dicks out of their pants daily…they get worn out on it. Which is why I keep a stable of available dick. I admit it. I’m probably addicted to orgasms. I don’t find that to be a problem. But, I do kind of wish I would get worn out now and then. I would get more stuff done. My first husband told our marriage counselor he was tired of fucking for 2 hours a day. He wanted to do 30 minutes or less several times a week. The counselor was a guy. It was kind of awkward. The counseling didn’t work because his lack of initiative to stick his dick in my guts ended up with me sticking his friend’s dick in my guts. I knew the marriage was over. At least it was for me. I ended up living with his best friend for almost a year after we split up. His best buddy never lost interest in breeding me, but I just found someone who could do it better. He wasn’t happy about that at all. I would have stayed with him if he could have learned to share, but he wasn’t having it. Oh well, he took me from my ex, and someone else took me from him. What goes around cums around…on someone else’s dick.
Where’s Rob’s dick when I need it? Fuck. I know I had to cancel on him when I wasn’t feeling well but fuck…I need that fat cock to resize me…like yesterday. I feel too tight. Here’s a weird thing. Even though it’s not super comfortable, and sometimes painful, I’m getting hooked on the stretched-hole state he leaves my asshole in. I like the way he gapes my pussy…I like it a lot. But my ass, that is on another level. And it lasts for days. I can’t even use a butt plug several days later because it just falls out. I know. You're thinking this chick is messed up in the head. Maybe I am, but I’m too old to care. I like what I like, and it just so happens that I like walking around feeling and knowing my ass would be way too stretched for most men. That old saying, “Is it in yet?” pops into my head, and knowing that would be a true statement makes me leave wet spots in my shorts. Now that I have worked Ryan into a position where I can start getting him to do things he isn’t comfortable with, I want him to slip his dick in my ass after Rob opens it up and laugh at him because I can’t feel it. Holy moly. I like that so much that it makes my chest feel funny.
Regarding Ryan. I hate it when people text you 50 times before you even answer the first one. Ryan…jeez. One after the other. The last ones came in around 4 am this morning. Up all night texting me stuff. I haven’t even read them yet. I’m sure he thinks I “broke up” with him. That’s kind of hard to do when we were never really a thing. Fuck buddies. That’s about it. What’s the good news in all of this? I own this guy now. He has shown his hand. He will be lucky if I don’t make him fuck himself with a dildo while I watch. Which now that I said it…I kind of want to see it. It’s so delicious to watch the shame on a man’s face when he degrades himself in front of me while I watch and rub one out. Especially when I know they don’t want to do it, but they can’t stop themselves…they need me to touch their dick that badly. Like I said yesterday, he’s an addict; I’m his drug and his dealer, and that is exactly how I want it to be. The good news for him is that if he’s a good Brooke addict, he will get what he wants and needs. The bad news is the price he will have to pay to get it. I have finally found a spot for Ryan in my life…hope that makes him happy.
Someone asked me why I don’t go to conventions anymore or hang around with porn people. One, I’m way past my time on being relevant in those kinds of things. I am yesterday’s news. Not too many relevant people want to hang out with me. Two, I’m not really a porn people person. They aren’t thrilled with me, I’m not thrilled with them. It’s nothing personal. I just have different views on life. I am uninterested in hanging with people who drink, medicate, or smoke; way past the point where I’m comfortable with being around. That right there kicks me out of the cool club crowd. I don’t care what they do…I just don’t want to be around it. It never looks fun, and I have never seen anyone at their best when they are hammered on whatever it is they choose to use, drink, or smoke. You end up babysitting half the time when you’d rather be grinding dick. I find hanging around with the average Joe/Jill is way more exciting. Plus, listening to porn people is repetitive. I know what they are going to say because I have done it. We have nothing exciting to tell each other. It’s not interesting anymore. I’d rather hear about the time someone was working under a house and ran into a badger. I heard that last week. I still laugh about it. And I enjoy telling adult stories to people who are truly excited to hear them, so there’s that.
Like a dummy, I rubbed one out when I was driving today. I dropped someone off at the airport in Orlando, and that’s about an hour’s drive each way. I was thinking about Ryan, the drive was boring, and I haven’t cum in a few days, so I pulled my leggings down and went to town. No problems driving, no close calls, and even when I came, all was good. The driver assist is awesome for those exact situations. I’m just saying. The problem was, and I know better, that every time I rub one out before I fuck…it’s harder for me cum when I finally get a dick slipped inside of me. Which is exactly what happened when Ryan put his dick in my guts. He fucked me for 30 minutes in every position…I just couldn’t get it done. I wanted to. It felt fantastic, I just couldn’t cross the finish line. I never fake an orgasm. I think that’s stupid. If I’m fucking, it’s for one reason…to cum. I don’t do mercy fucks, I don’t do “This should make him like me.” fucks. I fuck to have an orgasm…and so do you. So why lie about it? I finally asked him to cum inside of me, and he did, and he seemed to have a great orgasm. He pumped my hole full of jizz, pulled out, and it leaked out of me on his bed. We hung around in the bed for 15 minutes talking, and his dick started getting hard again. He wanted to fuck my ass. I said he could, but I wanted him to eat me out first. He said no problem, right after I washed my box out. I said I want him to eat my pussy even though it was still sloppy from his cum. He declined. So, I declined to let him fuck my ass. We were at a stalemate. So, I said I had to go, and he said dumb stuff like, “Don’t be like that.” And I replied, I won’t be if you lick your cum out of my box. I probably should have been more diplomatic about it, but I was tired from the drive, and I knew I could get Scott to lick it for me if I was still in the mood when I got home. I did leave even though I was pretty sure he would have relented and tasted his own sperm by sticking his tongue in my cunt. But it’s time to let him know…I have options. And so does he. But let’s be honest…the guy left his wife for me. I didn’t ask him to…he just did it. He’s an addict, and I’m his drug. So, let’s just take away his fix and see what happens. I already know. He texted me and asked me to come back, he would lick me clean. But I declined. I went home, and knowing I could have had Ryan eat his own cum made me horny again. Plus, I didn’t cum from Ryan fucking me. I was a loaded weapon. So, I had Scott eat whatever was left of Ryan’s testicle juice that was still inside of me and then had him jerk off and eat his own sperm out of his hand while I rubbed one out. And success. I came hard. Super intense. Sometimes the second cum is wildly severe, and it was this evening. Ryan has texted me a dozen times. I haven’t answered them. I will go later tonight, and I’ll set something up. Maybe tomorrow. However, his punishment for not doing what I wanted today will be he will cum on my tits and eat his jizz off them while I watch. I like this new chapter in our relationship. It’s going to be fun.
I know a lot of you don’t like it when I make guys eat their nut. I’d say sorry, but I’m not. It’s my thing. It’s been my thing for 30-plus years. It’s not going away. I do get it, though. The good news is, it’s not my whole existence. I like a good load in my ass, pussy, belly, just as much. I am not a one-trick pony. But I get in moods, and when I’m in a mood…only certain things are going to satisfy me. Tonight, it was having a man taste sperm while I watched. Tomorrow, it will probably be something else…or maybe it won’t. I never know.
Good morning you sexy ass stack of hard dicks, rise and grind as they say. So many people sending me well wishes, which is cool, but I don’t wake each day thinking I’ll act like a pussy and wallow in my misery. I wake each day thinking I’m going to use my pussy to make someone’s hard cock my bitch. Let the games begin. Yes. I feel better, not all the way but good enough to fuck Ryan so hard he will transform into a sniveling little troll begging me to touch his cock again. And I might do that if he is willing to lick his own sperm out of my pussy. Today is the day I officially start making Ryan my errand bitch. I think he will like it. How long will it take? I don’t know, but what I do know is it will happen. Sounds fun. At least it does for me. He has been my sexual equal for too long. Time to push him down the pyramid of sexual equality till he is at a level I find acceptable.
I caught Scott on his phone last night. He was on it for 2 hours before I said something. He is sitting in his chair, staring at his screen. I asked him if he wanted a hand job. He immediately said yes. I told him he should have asked me an hour and a half ago. I would have jerked the sperm right out of his balls. Seriously I would have. So, no hand job for him. I’m trying to condition him to be more present with me and not his phone. It’s starting to annoy me the amount of time he stares at his phone. It’s not even porn which would make me feel better if it was. But I must remember that we all are not the same and like-minded. I always have something I want to do. Be it slipping your dick in my guts or figuring out how to cut concrete with a saw. It is one of the main reasons I never wanted to drink or do drugs. I have stuff I want to do, and getting high gets in the way of that. And I know that part of me annoys him. I am a never-ending project. Still, I can’t help it. Watching him sit there and flip through his phone all night is like nails on a chalkboard. Maybe I’m just needy…an attention whore, but whatever it is, I just can’t help it. It bugs me. I’m oversharing. I’ll stop. It’s weird, I see all of you as a single person when I write these things. Like I’m talking to my best friend. I’m still oversharing. Anyway, I have to run someone to the airport, then start working on turning Ryan into the sexual bitch I now want him to be, and then I’ll get back on and let you know how that goes!
Something to think about tonight...think what it would feel like to have my clit on your tongue...then think about rolling it around on your tongue...do that correctly and I'll reward you with some girl jizz.
I feel like I need to say this. The only person who ever posts anything, answers your messages, is me. Good old Brooke Tyler. I don't know how other profiles are run, the ones I have subbed to have literally sucked. I'm not paying anyone to have them answer me and I'm not paying anyone for content I feel like I have already paid for when I subbed in the first place. So, I have no idea what you guys have run into on here but rest assured...if I post something, answer a message or do anything else on here...it's me. No management group, no boyfriend, no husband, just me. I wouldn't let anyone near my account. They'd fuck it up and I'd be one ticked of hombre. Just saying.
Hello everyone. Kind of a slow night. I'm feeling kind of alright, so hopefully, by tomorrow, I'll be 100%. Been flipping through porn. Got into a video with Brandi Love and and a BBC. Caught me just right. I had to rub it out thinking about it. It reminded me of a guy I used to fuck in Arizona. I used to wrap my legs around him, kiss him and feel his huge dick slide in and out of me. He had a fat cock, so my pussy lips would grip his cock and stretch with every stroke he made inside of me. I kept him that way until he came and he would always sink his cock balls deep in me and pump sperm way deep inside of me. Deep so that my body would kind of drink his cum up. Absorb it in a way. Guys with long cocks can get the head of their dick deep enough inside of me so when it pumps cum, it's basically in my cervixs. I'm aware there is an added s. I kind of wish I didn't watch it. Now I have it stuck in my mind and I don't want to jinx myself and overdo it and prolong my....I don't what to call it. I'm not sick but I'm not right either. But it's much better. The problem is now I want to rub another one out again, but I'm worried if I do, it will wear me out and keep me feeling this way longer than it should. I'm superstitious that way. I'm trying to hold out because I can still get with Ryan if all is good tomorrow. I'm really wanting to feel Ryan in me right now so I just need to hold off. Easier said than done. You probably know what I'm talking about. Anyway, I just wanted to check in with you and see how the night was going. Catch up with you later.
Sometimes I make things so hard...they crack. Nothing sexy about this pic other than fact that I, alone, tore this bathroom down to studs...not the kind of studs that can pump me full...but studs all the same. Anyway, that the crack. Boo hiss on the cast iron pipes.
This video was made 1 year ago. I think my biceps have made big gains since then. You be the judge. Take a look at this video, blow a load of cum, then go look at one of my new ones from last week and see if you can see the difference. Then blow another load on that one...if you think you have it in you!
Good morning, everyone. I was supposed to be going out with Ryan today and getting myself pumped full of sperm, but I found myself not feeling so hot. I’ll be fine, so no condolences are required. So, no new stuff, as in just taken today. The good news is I have plenty of old stuff that will still be new stuff to keep you busy. So, hopefully, your dicks are hard, and your balls are full, and you will empty them in my honor! I’ll keep posting, and hopefully, tomorrow, I will be back to never-seen-before new stuff as I am not a fan of recycling material, but sometimes you just have to do it.
Sorry about the no-show yesterday; as I mentioned before, I was a little under the weather. I think it’s mold. Found mold in my bathroom. It’s all okie dokie, I got rid of it but there were lots of it. You have these things. I found a cracked cast iron pipe that ran into the ground under the foundation that was leaking. How long, I have no idea. The good news is, I have mold coverage and all that happy stuff on my homeowners. The bad news is they don’t cover the actual cracked pipe. It’s all good. I’ll figure it out. I’ll put some pics up of it for anyone who is interested in that type of stuff.
Good morning. Feeling pretty good today. Tony did a nice job of using me as his own personal pump and dump Mom yesterday. I liked that. I was practically begging him not to pull out. It was good because when he came, it was deep. Deep to the point that inside of me, I can almost feel his cum getting absorbed in my guts. If I could get knocked up...he would have pumped one in me yesterday. Like I said, it was good. That good. Still thinking about it this morning. So much so I pussy checked myself to see if I was still leaking Tony's shame gravy out of my box. I wasn't. I wish I was, though.
Legs. No, I didn't forget the legs. I do what I can. I have some limitations that prevent me from doing any heavy hitting on them. It requires surgery to fix it, not great odds it will solve it, and I don't really care that much about it. So...no surgery. I do what I can, and it's enough for me. Lately, I have been backing off because I was starting to get somewhere, but I was also starting to have trouble with my back, and that interfered with fucking. It's hard for me to get a really good cum when my back hurts. So that ended. And as usual, so did the uncomfortable back pain. I do what I can. I can still grip your dick like no one else, so keep that in mind!
I fucked Tony all day long at his apartment. From noon till 6 PM. 4 times. Two loads in my pussy, one in my mouth, and the last one dribbled what was left in his testicles on my leg. Not in that order except for the last one. I’ll get into it tomorrow. I got 3 orgasms out of it myself. One amazing one, the first one, the other two were good but they weren’t that first one. Not for lack of effort. Sometimes, when you chase a repeat to that big O, you just don’t catch it. I wanted it bad, though. So much so that I went home and masturbated but goofed that up on my own with a bad choice of porn. Hence, my next paragraph. Read on if you dare.
Never not once, have I ever had sex with anyone, be it solo, in a group, or whatever, and had it resemble porn. If people acted and made ridiculous sounds like they do in porn…. I would probably punch them in the pussy/cock or whatever they have and then leave. Porn is over the top. They tell you to do and say stupid things, and that’s okay. It’s porn. It’s stupid. It’s also wildly sexy, so I can put up with the stupid. Why am I telling you this? Because I just watched two hot chicks that were both so annoyingly overacting so poorly, I had to click off it. They were so hot, but it was so obvious they were there for a paycheck. Two guys were fucking each one of them on a table. The fake sounds of sexual ecstasy ended up being nails on a chalkboard. I have fucked in rooms, in real life, with lots of couples. Sometimes 15 or 20 people in the same room. Never, not once, did anyone make the ridiculous noises or say the dumbest things as they do in porn. We fucked. We got off, and all were happy. No over-the-top screaming, no over-the-top moaning, just normal stuff with people who like to fuck. We made sounds and said things that people actually say and do when they are getting fucked properly. Though…I did once fuck a guy whose wife was fucking my date at a swing club who kept yelling, “Fuck me, Daddy!” It made me laugh. I couldn’t help it. Her husband was getting annoyed with me, but sometimes you just can’t stop laughing. It might have been because she was 15 years older than he was. “Daddy” seemed kind of far-fetched.
So, if you got this far. There is more to the above story. My date, the “Fuck me, Daddy” guy fucked her good. He pumped a load in her guts as I properly trained him to do to me. Fast forward some months, and he ended up being a “Daddy.” That’s right. He fucked her so good he pumped a baby in her guts. But wait…there’s more! It’s kind of an in-reverse type of thing. The other couple was black…my boy toy who pumped the baby all up in her…white as white can be. Not only were they in their 40s, but they were also now going to have to explain what ended up being an obvious mixed-race baby. Yep, they had the kid. On top of that, my boy toy wanted to be part of the kid’s life. And he did just that legally. He showed me pictures of their beautiful, very light-skinned daughter. How did it end up? I don’t know. There was a lot of tension between the three of them. It all got a bit weird and awkward, so I bowed out. I had zip to do with it. One would think if you were going to fuck a stranger raw then one might want to take measures to prevent an unexpected kid. Who knows…maybe that’s what they wanted.
Tony looked good today. He looked even better with his dick inside of me. I look good with mid 20’s cock pushing my insides around. I’m just saying. I came really hard. I mean really hard. It felt like an electric charge was hitting me. It was very good. It was so good I was exhausted after I finally finished cum cramping. I don’t know if that ever happens to you, but when I cum really hard, my whole body tightens up like a cramp. I just wish I could blow sperm like guys do. Seems like the ultimate release.
Tony’s dick is bigger than I thought it was. It’s probably 7 inches and somewhat thick. It looks strong. Manly. Full of veins. It stretched my ass damn good. Uncomfortable at first, but once he got his groove on, I was sinking his dick in my butt balls deep, and that’s what set me off on that super hard orgasm. When a dick goes deep like that in your colon, things move around, and as uncomfortable as it sounds, it’s super enjoyable, and if I touch my clit…it’s on. Which I did, and I damn near killed myself from cumming by doing so. If I got to go…that’s how I want to go! Anyway, he doesn’t cum that much, though. It's kind of weird because he has super round baseball-sized testicles. Seems like they would be full of nut. I must have played with them for ten minutes. He shaves them smooth, so they are fun to lick and suck. He pumped his load on my belly…we were ass fucking in the missionary position. I’m starting to be a fan of that. I like to see the look in their eyes when they bottom out in my guts. It’s a mixture of shock and awe.
Update. Tony did break up with his girlfriend. She cheated on him. I said, “So what? Who cares. Were you going to marry her or something?” He got quiet. I was like, “Oops. You were going to ask her to marry you, weren’t you!” He said he was thinking about it. I explained to him she wasn’t your property. She can fuck whoever she wants when she wants…. but so can you. He said I had a warped sense of reality. Oh well, you can’t win them all. It’s bad news for him. His chick is taking another man’s sperm in her belly, and I’m sure that stings. Good news for me…I’m taking Tony’s dick in my guts once again. I missed the goofy bastard.
I have another subscriber on here who lives in Daytona that wants to be my video fuck buddy. I so miss having a video fuck buddy. They are awesome. What is a video fuck buddy? We hang out as often as we can, and we fuck. We will film it and share it with you. That is a video fuckbuddy. I have my fingers crossed! I enjoy video fuck buddies to no end. So did my past fuck buddies.
Getting ready to do the slip-and-slide with Tony here in a bit. He will slip his dick inside me, and I will slide up and down on it until it gets motion sick and heaves its balls empty inside of me. Then when his dick is feeling better, I will see about slipping it in my ass and giving it a case of the dry heaves if there is nothing less in his balls. So it should be a good afternoon for both me and Tony's dick.
My older gent flipped-flopped just like I thought he would. His dick quit being a limp emotional wimp and tossed his feelings about his wife and such in the garbage, and now he wants to breed me with it. He asked me not to write about it anymore but...you know...it's kind of what I do. Is it awkward knowing he's going to read this? Not for me! Am I going to let him slip his dick in my guts? I don't know...maybe I will. We will see how he responds to this post 😜 I am a sucker for men who cheat...always have been!
I want to say this real quick. So many guys are oblivious to the fact that women like to fuck. As much as or more than they do. It's a big mistake and, in my opinion, causes them to underperform, thinking I'm there for their pleasure only. Why is that? I don't know. But I do know it upsets lots of guys for whatever weird reason when they realize I like dick more than they like pussy. Go figure.
Why do I like men who cheat on their wives? Some of it is they get it...sex is the key to life. Sure, some of them get obsessed, but they get obsessed with the sex, and when that happens...it's good fucking sex! Do some of them fall in love? Of course, they do. I do as well, but it's not real. I have learned my emotional attachment is with their dick, not the man who carries it. Same thing for them. They are in love with what I do to their dick, not who I am. Here is an honest statement. I get off knowing I outfucked their wives, hands down, no questions asked. That's why I do everything I can to own them entirely by fucking them into submission. The orgasms I get from that...out of this world. I just can't get that kind of thrill by fucking a single guy.
So, what use would I have for a single guy if I so love fucking married guys? Single guys are more fun. They take you on dates. Single guys want to introduce you to their friends, which, if I'm being honest, is a mistake because I'm not a super faithful person. They invest more time and energy into you. It's a pointless endeavor, though. Odds are high. I'll fuck you until I get bored and move on to one of your friends. I don't know why guys get so mad and so possessive over pussy. It never belonged to you. It was just your turn. Now it's your best friend's turn.
I got nailed today. 3 wonderful times. Had a nice 6 inches moving things around inside of me. Left all three loads in me. Proper breeding at its finest. I would love to go into more detail, but I’m short on time. I have a lot to cover tonight and old concrete to get out of my house.
My older gentleman dumped me. He is feeling guilty about letting me drink his sperm. He said it feels like he is cheating on his kids. He started in on a speech about how what we did was wrong, and I just cut him off. I don’t have time for this silliness. I just want to fuck, cum, and do it again. I don’t need all the touchy-feely crap he wants to drag into it. I explained that I did nothing wrong. I sucked his dick. It was fun, and I enjoyed that. I reminded him that so did he, or I wouldn’t have left with a belly full of his cum. Am I upset? No. I could take him or leave him. Annoyed would be a better term. I don’t need a lecture on morality. Once his dick starts doing the thinking for him again, and it will, he has effectively burned his bridges with me. He will have to find someone else to stick it in. It won’t be me. Guys like this get turned around easily and if his emotions got the better of him once, it will happen again. I just don’t have the time. I like my sex, and I don’t enjoy it getting interfered with by wishy-washy feelings. He’s a subscriber here, so he will be reading this. He is a subscriber, probably not for very long. Such is life.
Oddly enough, I do have another date tomorrow night with Tony. I had almost the same situation with him as I did with the above older gentleman. Only Tony handled it way better. It’s been a while. He’s working at some big custom printer outfit now. No more deliveries. Guess he broke up with his girlfriend. That’s the excuse he used to quit hanging out with me. And he told me that. Said he didn’t want to step out on her but wanted to leave things open if things change. I’m good with that. Life changes and situations change. We are fuck buddies. That’s all we are. Girlfriends get in the way of that, and I have zero issues with that. It’s up front that I’m not your girlfriend, nor will I be. I’m the hole you stick your dick in to empty your balls. The only thing you are to me is the man that carries the cock I want to breed with. We can be friends, but nothing more. Which is exactly what I want to be. You cum, I cum, everyone is happy. The more sperm I drip…, the better job you have done at making me you’re personal cum dumpster.
I’m going to lead with, yes, I sucked a dick until his testicles let loose of their contents and fed me like a proper cock hound needs to be fed. That was yesterday. I met him on Saturday. He stopped by the house to give me some advice on my floor. (OVER SHARE WARING…THIS RECOUNT GOES ON AND ON…YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED) I ran into him Friday night at Beals, which is a chain store, kind of like a discount department store. He is a subscriber, and he just came right out and asked me how the floors were going. I asked him how he knew about my floors, and he said he read about it here on OFs. He gave me a card from the flooring company he owns and asked if I would like him to take a look at it. I said I would give him a call about it. I went home, looked at it, and promptly called him. I don’t normally do that because you never know when you run into people like this who you are going to get. But I know where his company is, I have seen it a thousand times, and honestly, he was pretty hot for 61 years old. So, he showed up Saturday and looked at it, showed me what I needed to do, and we sat down and talked. He has been married for 33 years, has 3 grown daughters, and isn’t super happy with his sex life. His wife is 53. She gave up on sex around 40. Said it hurt. I asked if she ever went to see anyone about it, and he said she wouldn’t; it wasn’t that important to her. I asked if she owned a vibrator. He said no. So, we are down to things now. She just doesn’t want to fuck, or she just doesn’t want to fuck him. Odds are in at about 99% that she just isn’t interested in fucking. I asked if she was fit. I already knew the answer, and He said no. I asked if she was fat, again, I already knew the answer. He said very. So…in my very unverified professional opinion, she has decided she would rather be fat and lazy than be fit and fuck. If I were him, and I’m not, I would have dumped her immediately, but that’s easy for me to say. If you can’t get your balls emptied by your own wife or your pussy filled by your own husband on the regular….that isn’t love. That’s comfort in the most selfish of ways. I could care less if she got fat or it hurt. Giving a blowjob or a handjob a few times a week would indicate she understands your needs and is willing to put in the 15 minutes 3 or 4 times a week to satisfy that need. I have left guys because they got tired of fucking 4 or 5 times a week. Sure…I like to go for an hour or two, but if I’m with you, you already knew that. Your dick won’t get hard? That’s okay, eat me. Finger me. Use toys on me, but you better do something, or someone else will be doing it for you. Then what do I need you for? Companionship? I can assure you the bond between us is getting strained and awkward if you aren’t putting in the effort to breed me the way I need to be bred. Man…I’m rambling here. It just ticks me off hearing that from him, and it’s almost like a pandemic these days with both guys and girls more interested in eating, looking at their phones, playing video games, and watching crappy TV than they are in fucking. Anyway…I’ll shut up. He had to go, so I thanked him for coming out. I told him not to be shy, to message me on OFs, and he went home. I wanted to empty his balls. I really did. But I didn’t want him to think it was payment for his professional advice. I wanted him to know if I did empty his testicles, it was because I wanted to for my own pleasure. So, I texted him Sunday, he snuck away, and showed up at my door. We talked for a few minutes at the dining room table, and then I got up, undid his button and zipper, and pulled his pants down along with his boxers and boom. There was a nice 5, maybe 6 inches 61-year-old cock standing rock hard and tall. Only one complaint. If you are going to dye your hair to get rid of the grey…, do your pubes as well. Either you’re all in, or you’re all out. Either way, but no mix and matching. Just a small personal gripe. His dick was very nice. I wanted it inside of me, but I went too far with the blowjob and ended up sucking the cum right out of his balls. It was a big load. Bigger than anyone I really know right now other than Connors. Nobody tops Connor, but he gave it a good go. I actually spilled some sperm, which I don’t normally do. I sucked him for a few more minutes until he was completely soft. Then I popped his post cum shriveled up dick out of my mouth and said we could go again when it gets hard. He informed me he couldn’t get hard twice in the same day unless he had Viagra, and since he hasn’t been fucking for years now, he didn’t have any. Obviously, neither did I. He was kind of emotional about it. I thought he might cry. I apologized and said I didn’t mean to cross any marital boundaries he may have had. He said he had no idea why he was getting teary-eyed; he said it was the most amazing orgasm of his life, which made me proud if we are being honest, and being emotional had never happened before. He said he could give a fuck about his wife…his exact words. He got so embarrassed about it, though. I told him I had seen guys cry before after they cum. They can’t help it. Sure, it’s not the norm, but a good cum does a lot of different things to a lot of different people. I turn into a temporary tard. We will fuck, though. Maybe this week. We are in touch with each other via text, so he’s not hit-and-run. He only lives ten minutes away, so it’s not like we can sneak a fuck in here and there. I’ll keep you posted.
I got the floor completely up, down to the concrete slab. The layers of tile laid over tile, a layer of Terrazzo, and a layer of leveling concrete. Almost 4 inches of stuff. All on my own. How many 56-year-old GILF/MILF’s do you know that do that and still fuck your dick clean off? Not too many, I bet!
I beat my floors for about 4 hours this morning, and I’m beating my clit. As well as my ass and my pussy. We have a new cameraman who happens to be a woman, so give her a hand for watching me masturbate without totally freaking out. Yes. I actually came. And quite well, if I might add. I asked her what she thought of the whole thing, and she said she wasn’t sure. She said it turned her on, but she said she also felt like she was committing a crime by videoing it. I asked her if she would like me to watch her rub one out, and she declined. She said it sounded good, but she would be too uncomfortable. I don’t push people. I let them find their own way, so I left it at that. I was curious if I would hear from her again. I wasn’t sure if I totally creeped her out. But 30 minutes later, she called, not texted, and wanted to know if I would go out with her to the outlets tonight. Hell, yes, I will. This is how I worm my way right on in. With any luck…I’ll be the one rubbing her out in the near future! See how it turns out. I can’t use her name. I’ll have to think of one. I’ll let you know. Anyway, let me know what you think about this video!
Someone said I should use more makeup; it's how all the other girls make their skin smoother and have no wrinkles. I can’t make this stuff up. No, makeup isn’t how they make their skin look flat and plastic. Filters make the skin look flat and plastic. They also change the structure of their faces, knock off 20 pounds, and hide the 30 years of smoking, drugs, and booze. I’m going to be 57 next month. I’m no spring chicken, but not only will I out fuck, outlast, and outsmart most 20-somethings, I don’t look all that bad for a granny. Most women my age look twice as old as me, and their bodies are melting. So, no. I won’t be wearing any more makeup, nor will I filter anything. I never sold myself as a fake trying to be 30 when I’m damn near 60. I’m just trying to beat the Grim Reaper at his own game, and so far, so good. Deal with the wrinkles. I kind of dig them. I probably won’t in 10 years, but we will cross that bridge when we get there.
I thought I was tired today. Too tired to rub one out. I was wrong. I got on here and got a couple of cum videos from a few of you, and then I went watched some more anal creampie videos on the tubes...and before I knew it, I was finishing myself off. It was pretty good. There was this one video where some MILF, no idea who she was, was getting her ass made love to by some huge dick stud that couldn't have been more than 18, and when he slid out of her, a long ropey flow of sperm just drooled, out of her asshole. So jealous. There is nothing like being owned by a cock attached to an 18 yr old who pumped my ass to make me feel like a woman. Plus he was hot as fuck and had a body. The whole package...literally. I wish my asshole wouldn't absorb sperm like a sponge. I would love for it to run out right after a guy pulls his dick out of my ass. I want him to see what he has done to me. I need him to see it. But...my ass just keeps it inside of me until I basically let nature take its course. Kind of a bummer. Anyway, it's a picture update kind of day. So here are a few pics.
Why am I tired? Been trying to get tile off the floor all day long. Got about a third of it. The stuff is really glued down. I have been hitting it with my hammer drill all day long. Tough work. Hats off to the guys who do it every day. I'm sure they would have had it off the floor and retiled by now, but I never claimed to be a pro. Anyway, it's time for a shower and a quick sit down. I got some videos cumming up for you tomorrow, so watch for them!
Good morning everyone! Just dropping some pics I did yesterday. I'll get some more stuff done today. Open to requests, so feel free to drop some ideas.
Scott wanted to fuck today. Had to say no. I want to save my pussy for a better dick. He doesn’t get my ass. That is for other men. I don’t suck his dick…again, my mouth is for cocks attached to other men. So I let him lick my wide-open pussy till I came. Then I went back to working in my bathroom. I assume he jerked off, though I can’t verify that as of right now. He seemed pretty happy about making me cum, though.
Sixty-plus percent of people 25 and under would give up their right to vote to keep access to TikTok. What do I think about that? I think they are beyond repair. They are a bunch of mindless tards. I would add “re” to the front of that, but apparently, that triggers them.
Whoever put the “S” in Fast-food is a marketing genius.
A few years ago, Scott called me and asked me if he could come over. I said sure, there’s nobody here. He called me later and said nobody was home. I said that is exactly what I told you. He still asked me to marry him a year later.
Knocking up tile is a dirty, messy job. In case you were wondering. So is jerking a dick off, except the jizz tastes better than the tile dust. Just saying.
Why am I gutting my bathroom all by myself? Because I’m sick of women who think they can do anything without being any good at it. They feel entitled. More power to you, sister, but you have to compete on a level playing field before I nod my approval. Otherwise, you are just a whiny little cunt who thinks the world owes them. I will finish this bathroom, I will accept advice and direction, but I will do it myself. I spent 3 hours grinding a 100-year-old steel bathtub yesterday. Sure, Scott could have knocked it out in 30 minutes, but now I know how. I won’t claim to be an expert when I finish. I’ll be more informed, but far from a pro. I just want to know that I can do it. That’s it.
What’s going on? Still got a gaped pussy. Digging that. I like the way that feels. Used is about the only description I can give you. I guess I just like the feeling that comes from being used like that.
What’s next? Nothing super sexual. I am doing things around the house that will have zero interest for most of you. I’m rebuilding my bathroom. All by my lonesome. I have succeeded in making a huge mess. I also was able to cut a bathtub into 3 pieces with a grinder. See…I’m more than just a cum dumpster. I can get shit done as well. Though I massively prefer to be the dumpster of cum. Just saying. Anyway, I have to watch a thousand YouTube videos a day so I can figure shit out. So far, so good. Tile is coming up next. As in coming up off the floor. See how that goes. Some will ask why don’t I just pay someone to do it? Because it’s my damn house, and I’ll figure it out. That way, if something goes wrong in the future…I’ll generally know what to do. Plus, contrary to popular belief…I am not rich. I’m not paying anyone 20 grand to knock holes in my walls. I can do that fine all by myself; no help is required. Unless I found a super studly construction guy, and he let me pay him with blow jobs and cum dump privileges. I’d do that.
Today was good. My pussy is a disaster right now. My asshole isn’t any better. On top of all that, my jaw is a bit sore. So, all in all, a perfect day! Things have gotten into a bit of a pattern, though, with Rob. I’m not saying he didn’t fuck me so good he turned me into a blubbering cum toy. He did. On my second orgasm, I came so hard I think I pulled a muscle in my back. His dick was in my asshole…as in balls slapping my pussy deep. It hurts, but it feels so amazingly different. Like I’m being expanded by cock. I can feel the pressure of his dick in my bones and the mental thought of a man’s dick spreading me out from inside my colon…well, it pushes me over the orgasm edge. My other orgasms, I lost count after 3, were good, but they weren’t violently powerful like that one. Only one thing would have made it better. If he had cum in my ass. Just emptied his testicles in my ass. I would have probably passed out. But he didn’t. He didn’t empty himself in my pussy, either. He wanted to edge him. He fucked me into stupidity and then pulled out and presented his massive cock to my hands. I didn’t want to, I wanted to feel him spay my guts down with his sperm. But I couldn’t say no. He bred me properly so I can bite the bullet and take care of his dick exactly how he likes it to be taken care of. Which means 30 minutes of long slow strokes that make him suck his breath in and hold it. He’s so easy to tell when he’s about to blow sperm. His balls disappear, his dick stiffens till it feels like it’s going to rupture, and his face makes a shocked look. Then I stop. He asked me to slap his balls when he got to the edge of cumming. So, I did. It’s kind of hard to do because they suck up inside of him, so I have to squeeze them back out. I was worried he would cum while I figured that out. But I got it right, and at first, I didn’t hit them hard enough, and he asked me not to go easy on them. So, I got him to the edge, and I smacked his balls so hard he folded up like a cheap lawn chair. But the kinky fucker liked it, and I ended up doing it quite a few more times. I thought I was going to injure him I was smacking them that hard. Apparently not. I asked him when he came if I could suck the sperm from his cum hole, but he asked me not to. He had me massage each recessed ball with one hand on each one until he pumped his last drop of cum out. I got to lick his nut up, but it’s so much better when it’s hot and fresh out of the balls and straight to the throat. It's kind of like eating cold pizza…it’s still good but not like it is when it's fresh and hot. I got more to tell you, it’s kind of odd stuff but I’ll do that tomorrow. I need to go stare at my holes some more.
