Good morning everyone, sorry that I have not been around alot this week but have been dealing with a cold and not feeling myself, hopefully be back in action soon š Here's a couple of pics to hold you over, enjoy them and have a great day šš
Happy breed a MILF Monday, my friends! Thereās nothing like getting fucked by a guy determined to pump a kid in you. Iām just saying. Itās the MILFs who want to ride you on top, and they tell you to sit back and relax. She will pump your load into her guts whether you want to pump it there or not. That's my thing. So difficult to resist. Nature and hormones. They take over and make me do irresponsible things. I'm working on my self-control. It's a struggle. I get turned on, and sometimes all bets are off.
Real quick. Iām reposting some old stuff today because of all thingsā¦I have some kind of cold. I look like I have a cold. Which isnāt a good look. Itās called life. You will have these things. All in all, Iām pretty damn goodā¦just wish I felt the same way physically!
Connor is coming home for 10 days next week. He joined the Army, and I havenāt seen him in like forever. For those of you who donāt know, Connor is the guy I started fucking a few years back when he was 18. He lived in the house across the street with his grandparents. I have missed emptying those amazing balls that dump massive amounts of cum. Makes Peter North look like an amateur. I wonder if he still does. He doesnāt know Iām married now. I used to tell Connor how I would dump Scott to fuck him. He thought it was funny. I wonder how he will feel about sticking it in a married MILF now. Iām so looking forward to finding out. Scott already knows Connor will leave wet jizz stains on his side of the bed. Heās not super thrilled and says itās a bit humiliating, but he knows this is how it has to be. Life is good, if I may say so myself.
Just popping a few pics before I head out in the jeep and see if I can raise a few poles, if you know what I mean. I hope they brought their beads because I'm in the mood to collect some beads!
I had the weirdest dream. I was fucking a guy in some kind of huge hotel room, and he couldnāt kiss, and his fucking skills werenāt all that. I couldnāt cum. Then this chick I know showed up while he was trying to fuck me, and we started making out, and when I pulled her pants off, she had a perfect cock, and it danced around like a snake. Go figure. She fucked me until I couldnāt breathe anymore. I could see her cock moving my belly around as it twisted and turned inside of me.It was amazing. So amazing I asked her to marry me and she said yes. Dreams work in weird ways. Now every time I see this girl in real life, Iām going to think about the dick she had in my dream.
I might as well tell you. Why not? In real lifeā¦I ended up marrying Scott 2 weeks ago. This is my announcement. Legally, officially, the whole works. I have cheated on him twice in the two weeks we have been married. So far, being hitched has been exceptional!
Saw a cop in his early 30s. Live PD is filming here in Daytona, and they were going through some guyās truck with a camera crew filming it on Seabreeze Blvd. They had him kind of keeping the crowd watching back. He was a good-looking guy, clean-cut, nice smile. I winked at him as I slowly went by him. He smiled back, so I wavedā¦he waved. And then he stuck his dick in me. Just kidding. I wish thatās what happened. Everything is true except the dick inside of me. That didnāt happen. So went home and kept thinking about it until I had to rub one out. I have this fantasy of him following me and pulling me over. Telling me had something for me. I was waiting for his dick to plop on my door window sill. But instead, he hands me his card. Says donāt be afraid to use it. I know Iām supposed to fantasize about him sticking his dick through my open window and having me drink the contents of his testicles⦠and that sounds awesome, but itās not how my head works in this situation. Iāll go into it later. Itās a whole long, drawn-out fantasy. The reality of it was we never got past a slow drive-by smile, and that was it. My pussy wants the fantasy version, but reality isnāt giving me what I want, so Iāll have to keep hoping and dreaming. I wish I had a cop's outfit so I could make you guys a masturbation video with me in it. But, sadly, I threw it away!
This is what happened to my clit when I was writing this post out. Just like a dick. Thing gets huge and fired up. I love it!
ām big into āreversalā type stuff. You might have guessed it, but itās always been something that has made my pussy leak. Iām talking way back when, like in the 80s. Thatās how long I have had fantasies run through my head about reversal type things. Guys mostly donāt like the āreversalā stuff. Itās probably hard for them to lose power or have it taken from them. Imagine this. You are on top of the world. You have the perfect, most beautiful wife. Everything is going fantastic until you run into your someone who ends up being your worst enemy, an absolute ruthless rival. He will beat you in everything. You're stuck watching helplessly as he takes your promotion, your job, and then turns your wife into his own personal sex toy, who obeys his every perverted wish. No matter how much you plead with her to stop, she wonāt. She's so into having her holes wrecked by him that she doesnāt care about you anymore. In her eyes, heās effectively turned you into his own personal sissy. Sheād leave you for him, but he doesnāt want that. He tells her to stay with you. He wants to destroy you for years to come. Now, you probably wouldnāt get a hard on thinking about thinking about something like that. Butā¦if I had a dickā¦I would. If I had a dick. But I donāt. Soā¦since I donāt have a dickā¦I get to be the next best thing. The wife being used as the cum bucket. I want to be that wife. Anyway, thatās my idea of role reversal. I donāt know what it is about it, the reversal of power, ownership of me being taken away, probably all the above. I think about it. I think about it a ton. If Iām rubbing one out, the mental movie playing in my head pretty much always runs through the above scenario in a million different ways. Itās probably why Iām into the cuckold thing so much. Itās as close as I can get to it without completely weirding out the guys. No, Iām not asking you to like it, or even be part of it. Iām just telling you what really turns me on. If you were the husband in my life getting steamrolled by a rivalā¦Iād do all the above and way more, but in the end, if you could tough it out, you would be the man among men in my eyes.
So, I am going to put that stupid big BBC in my hole later this afternoon. Right here in my house. Heās coming over at 3. Iām looking forward to the challenge and review of the utter destruction he is going to make of my pussy. No. Heās not going in my ass. That would take a girl out. Seriously.
Save the future. Become a MILF breeder. Howās it work? Itās simple. Breed her, knock her up, make her husband raise your kid. Maybe pop a nut in her from time to time over the years just to let her know sheās still your property. Iāve always liked the thought of that. Sometimes I rub one out to that scenario. I wish they would make a major motion picture along that storyline. Iād pay to see that one.
I have a friend who has 3 kids. They are the worst. They yell and scream 24/7 and demand everything. Somehow, she just ignores all of this. Someone bought them mini air horns without her knowing about it. She was furious. Iām guessing that was a hint sent her way about the state of her 3 demons. Good move to whoever it was.
I hate when people ignore me. Donāt answer my calls or texts. I donāt call or text that many people or that often. So when I donāt hear back in a day or so, Iām thinking, āSure, keep on ignoring meā¦I just fuck your Mom. If sheās not available, Iāll fuck your dad instead.ā Thatās mean. I like the thought of itā¦I just hate the way it sounds.
Some asked me to film myself masturbating exactly as I did the last time I did it, which was last night. So, I'm repeating last night's rub-out session. This is a long video. It took me a while to actually get off. Before I started this video, I didnāt think I would cum today. I was less than a minute in, and I knew I was going to get off. So this is a very real video. You can see me leaking girl jizz out at the end. No BS, no filters, no fake jizzā¦just me drooling girl snot out of my cunt. I normally would just skip a request like this. I masturbate on video all the time. But last night, I rubbed one out standing up, thinking about getting so overpowered by a manās cock that I just had to bend over and let it breed me. I thought about this last night for 10 minutes before I came. I could have cum in 30 seconds, but I wanted it to last longer so I would ease up right before I would go over the edge of no return. I did that until I couldnāt stand it anymore, and I came so hard my pussy drooled like a slow-running faucet. It kind of did today as well. If you watch nothing else, watch when I take the cock out of me at the end. Thatās the real deal, my friends. I know I watched it several times now, and if I could lick myselfā¦I would.
I didn't really have time to post much today. Was non-stop today. Did a bit of babysitting. I feel you. Not what you wanted to hear, but these things happen. Talk about getting wiped out. I havenāt been this tired in years. Iām ready for bed. Seriously.
I did drop what I thought was a super witty bomb on some dude today while I was in the grocery store. He was trying to be all smooth and asked if I wanted to catch the sunset on the beach with him and his friends. I replied, āWatching things go down isn't my thing. I'm more into things that go up.ā He got a little lost for words after that. 20 yr oldsā¦they think they have the world by the balls until they donāt.
I like the thought of fucking 20 to 30 yr olds. I think I look good with their dick in my mouth. I was thinking about that after the short little conversation I had with smooth dude in the grocery store. He would have looked good inside of me. I have a sold mental picture of him slipping it in me missionary style. I love the surprised look they get the second the head of their dick gets past my pussy lips and slips in deep in me. Like they had no idea that was going to happen. Then, after a minute or two, if they last that long, they get their confidence up and then they breed me like they own me. I like that. Just saying.
Where to go now? Iāve been texting with my new BBC buddy. He wants to get together tonight, but I canāt. Iām beat and honestly, his stupid big dick has left me bowlegged and my guts feel like they lifted weights for the first time. They are sore like that. So, I told him tomorrow. Heās going to get back to me. Says he has to go out with his parents first. It seems funny a twenty-year-old has a dick that big. I wonder if I should ask his parents if he can impale me again? I should hook up with his dad and see what heās packing. I donāt even remember what he looks like, but I could tell you about every wrinkle and vein on his cock. Iāll keep you posted.
Yes. Paul fucked me last night. He had a great time. All I got out of it was the satisfaction of knowing my pussy was still a massive gape and the only thing I felt was Paulās dick poking around now and then. It was boring, but Paul enjoyed it. I didnāt have the heart to tell him no yesterday. He made me cum so hard less than a week ago. Goes to show you that if you cheat with a guy that has a giant dickā¦it can fuck up the sex with your husband or boyfriend big time. It feels reasonably tight again today. By morning, I think it will be all back to normal. But then I am trying to set up a date to do it all over again. I shouldnātā¦but I canāt help myself. I want to make it disappear in my guts and be comfortable when it bottoms out. Itās no longer a challenge. Itās a crusade.
Brooke, you're married. I saw you with a guy the other day. Heās in the videos! Yes, yes, he is. And would you care if I was married? Would you stick it in my married pussy? I wish I was married. If he asked me to marry him, I would. Why? So I could cheat on him officially. Iām serious. I would love to come home to a husband with an ass full of 20-year-old sperm and sit on his lap. When he asked me where the wet spot was from, I would tell him to take one big guess. So hereās to getting married! Now if he would just ask me, I could be the cheating wife for real. What really needs to be asked is: Will you still fuck my married pussy? Just snatch it from him and make it yours. Think "long and hard" about it.
I want to tell you a sexy story. I would love to tell you a sexy story. I have a sexy story. Here it goes. I found a huge BBC, and I do mean huge last night. It was attached to a 23 yr old kid. It had to be over a foot long. It wasn't fat, but it wasn't thin either, just amazingly long. When I dropped to my knees to suck itā¦it seemed like his balls were a mile away. It got so hard. I don't know if that was his age or just how his dick worked. In hindsight, I wish it would have been softer. I sank that cock in my guts and, just working it inside, rearranged me in ways that shouldn't be possible. Two-thirds of the way in, it truly felt like it was inside my stomach. It's scary, but it's also something I couldn't stop either. I had to know. I sat on top of him, and it took me several minutes to get it entirely inside me. I got it in. Balls deep. It hurt. It hurt a lot, but I had to know. Now I know. I can't even tell you what the head of his cock was pushing on. It wasn't comfortable, but it also wasn't unpleasant either. I didn't have long to explore the sensations because he unloaded inside me almost the second I got him balls-deep in me. That made him push up and pound me a bit which caused some fairly intense pain. But it made me cum as well. I can't tell you why; it just did. We both came so fast I never got the chance to see if I would adjust to him being balls deep, so I left him inside of me. The only problem with that was his dick started softening up. It slipped out of me pretty quickly. So as I sit here this morning, still sore, I wonder if I would have ever adjusted to over a foot of cock altering my internal structure. I say altering because I feel altered this morning. I won't say it's not painful, but I won't say it's not pleasant, either. I feel like a true woman, if I'm being honest. My insides are a giant gape of a hole now, as they should be. I wish I had more time to experiment with his dick. I want to know if he is the guy who will physically alter me permanently. So I'll never be the same for all the guys I consider regulars. I dream about being physically transformed like that. I think it would empower me to get permanently holed. Hopefully, I'll get that chance. He lives in Port Orange, just around the corner from me. He seems interested in me, so hopefully, we will hook up again. I need to text him. See what's "up."
I was supposed to fuck Paul today. He will read this, so he may not be too happy with me. His dick will definitely not fit anymore, which is awesome for me. Not so much for him. We would need to wait a few days before I could feel him again. I'm pretty sore now, but I'm still thinking I'd like to slip Paul's cock inside of me so that I can feel how small he is compared to my guy from yesterday. If we fuck, it will be missionary so that I can look at his face. See his expression when he realizes I can't feel his dick. I'm sure I'll cum just from that. I'm getting wet thinking about it. I love watching how guys' egos and emotions change when they realize they have been replaced by a superior cock. Shit. I have gone and turned myself on. Now I really want to fuck Paul. I'll let you know. Actually, Paul will let you know. As I said, he's a subscriber and reads all this crap I type out. He may never talk to me again. I think I may have said I wouldn't fuck anyone else. That didn't work out too well. You got to keep me busy in the bedroom. Otherwise, I'll keep myself busy.
Went out last night and met a super attractive 20-something. I was so down to slurp on his dong as soon as he grinned. And then he wouldn't stop asking about getting me a drink. I said no like a dozen times, but he still tried all the tricks guys and girls use to get me to drink like that was going to change my mind. When nothing works, they try to use shame to get me to drink. I was a guaranteed win for him. I would have done things to his cock he hasn't even thought of yet. Hell, I got a few years on his mom. I know a thing or two. Especially when it cums to dicks. Fuck me. Here I am. I'm ranting over a 20 yr old that pushed booze on me all night long. All I wanted to do was suck the cum out of his balls. That was it. He was too dumb to figure that out, and by the time he didā¦I was too pissed off to want to. So I'm cranky this morning. The only thing I wanted to feel sliding down my throat last night was a chunky, slimy, fresh load of sperm. Ding Dong was too busy trying to get me to do tequila shots when he could have had me doing shots of his jizz.
So, I went home and had Scott rub one out while telling him he didn't feel like my boyfriend anymore. I was happy being just a sex toy for Bob and Paul. I had him empty his balls on my leg and then watched him eat his sperm. I rubbed one out, thinking about that after he left. So the night wasn't a complete bummer after all.
I was on a phone call listening to someone tell me about their prostate cancer situation. He was worried about the cost of treatment, not his health outcome. I asked him if they did chemotherapy for it. He said he wasn't sure. I said, "I hope not; that will be your most expensive haircut ever." He didn't think that was funny. He hung up shortly after that. Oops.
Here's my outfit for tonight, fingers crossed for some hot action. Today is just one of those days. I'm down to find a new guy to mess around with. I'll start with the Ocean Deck and see where that leads. Good thing I don't drink because I'll be making the rounds tonight! What do you think of the outfit?
Per request, I am putting this video up. It's got tits, dicks, and everything in between, so hopefully if you have seen it before, you will enjoy it again!
Just porning around this morning. Ended up getting a bit turned on. Occupational hazard. So I was going through my DMs, and it turns out the guy I gave head to in Scott's truck is now in the group. Ed is his name. It came back to me when he mentioned it again. It's always good to know the name of the guy that fed you sperm. That way, if you ever have a thirst for sperm, you know who to call. Scott spilled the beans about my little cocksucking session to one of my friends, and now she's gossiping about me being a total whore. They're saying I'm careless, having sex with whoever, whenever. Yup, she's spot on. I'm definitely a bit of a sex maniac, but hey, it's what I do. It gives me joy, and if she believes her views on my sexual carelessness are significant... they're not. I never understood the whole you can't suck a dick or you're a whore thing. I mean, who made that crap up? Some dude whose girl ended up sucking his best friend's dick at their wedding⦠that's who. Man, I'm ranting. It's what I do. You don't care about this crap. I do care that I found "Ed." That's a good thing. He's from Gainesville, so I won't be seeing him much. He's going to school out there, so he's a busy kid. He's 22. I didn't know that. I thought he was like 30. I should have worn my glasses. I felt his cum tasted fresh. Like a 22 yr old cum would be. You must have sampled more than a few loads of sperm to know what I'm talking about, so I'll let that go. Anyway, I know Ed will show up a few more times until having me drain his balls has lost its amazement, and then it will slow down to me getting his dick inside me once a year. I'm good with that. I better be. He is reading this just like you are.
I fingered myself in the car today, thinking about getting throated by that dude last night in front of Scott. It was unavoidable. I was beyond frustrated and had to just do it. I believe you understand perfectly!
I made Scott watch me jerk a guy's dick off with my mouth last night. He didn't want to watch, but I made him. He sat in the front seat of his truck, and I let some dude use my mouth like it was a cunt in the back seat. I made sure we sat in the middle so he could see between the front seats. I made eye contact with Scott while a guy I didn't even know held my head and fucked my face. His dick, smaller than Scott's, poked down my throat and made my eyes water and my nose run. He used my throat until he emptied his sperm into my belly. I saw Scott staring at me when my head was finally released, and the cock slid out of my throat. I had sperm pouring out of my mouth, snot running out of my nose, and my eyes completely teared up. I loved every second. This guy had owned me completely. That defeated Scott. Which made my night completely. I treat Scott like a pet. Which is nothing new. He's been doing what I want for years. It turns me on to spread my legs and offer my pussy to another man in front of him. Not just offer my pussy, but beg guys I have known for less than ten minutes to breed me. I feel like a savage, and it's super humiliating for him. I think I have ruined him, if I'm being honest. He can't perform sexually with anyone else. When he left me a year back because I wouldn't stop fucking other guys, he hooked up with a girl I know. She confided they never fucked. He had to use dildos on her because his dick wouldn't get hard. She told me after he got her off, he would beat his limp dick until he pumped some jizz out. She was amazed he could cum with a soft cock. Her story put a big smile on my face. I enjoy knowing he can't get his cock hard unless it's for me. I can assure you his dick was like steel last night. I touched it after I drank random guy's sperm last night. I even stroked it for a few minutes because it looked so inviting. I thought about sliding it inside of me. I wanted to feel that cum moving up through his dick and into me. But that also brings up a whole other problem for Scott and me. Paul said no. He has specifically asked me not to fuck Scott. He doesn't even want Scott to see me naked. That's a bit far for me, so I bend the rules a bit, and though I feel bad about touching Scott's dick, it looked so good I couldn't help myself. But I don't want to ruin it with Paul. I enjoy having two guys that I have feelings for. I enjoy making Scott the loser in the hierarchy of cocks. I enjoy seeing his face when I tell him that Paul means more to me than he does. I enjoy seeing his cock trying to punch a hole through his pants when I tell him Paul is my man now, not him. It hits me so hard that I give myself to Paul on a massive level to keep pushing things further. The cums I have are too intense to give it up. The good thing is, I've been doing this for years now. I've trained Scott well. He's a perfect little cuckold. How do I train a guy to be a cuckold like that? It's the complete opposite of what you think. I don't ignore him or hold back. I take care of his needs. I give him what he wants, always making sure he wants more. I make him an addict. Then, when he is completely hooked, only then do I withhold, and then will he do anything to please me. I use his weakness against him. Being made to watch or even just knowing I'm out getting pumped by another guy deflates him. Coming home and telling him how much I enjoyed another man's cock keeps his part of the relationship alive, which pumps him back up. It's a constant up and down for him. Hopefully, he loves it as much as I do. I tell him it's for his own good. He needs to learn to control his lust. Cleaning the sperm that pumped out of another man's testicles off his car seats is just the tool to make that happen. You do not know how I wish I knew how that felt emotionally. I can guess, but wiping up jizz from another man that dripped out of your girlfriend seems like it would be such a massive kick in the nuts. But it also seems like it is such a rush that he can't stop doing it. I want to know what that feels like. I don't think it's possible because I won't have the same emotions. I'm not jealous. I would be thrilled if Paul came over and said he was fucking someone younger and better. I'd want details and an invitation. I'd be okay if he said he would trade me for her. Shit happens. I'll find another dick. So I'm not wired to feel the sexual emotions and anxiety I'm putting Scott through. I can see it's frazzled his brain in terrible ways and in ways that are utter heaven simultaneously. Truthfully, I'm jealous of him! He gets to have those feelings. I don't. I want to feel those things too!
So, I went out with Paul. He did empty his testicles in my ass, which was much tighter for him today. That made him happy. Then he took me to the Outback, which was nice of him. Not required, but nice of him. I mentioned to him that his sperm was leaking out of my asshole, and he was all, "Let's not talk about that here, okay?" It was kind of cute but also slightly uptight. He didnāt mind mentioning it when he had me bent over the chair in my house and was plundering my asshole with his dick. He announced quite loudly and repeatedly that he was about to spray my intestines down with cum. I got more to say about Paul. Things took an awkward turn, but Iāll get into that later after I sit down, leak some more of his cum out of my asshole, and see where I want to go with him.
So here I sit on a Friday night with a leaky ass. I obviously already gotten fucked. Wouldnāt mind maybe sucking a dick dry, but nobody is really available. I'm seriously considering going solo and seeing what's out there. FYI, I'm a bit bored and fidgety right now. Still horny. The ass fucking was very good. I didnāt cum, but that was my fault. I didnāt want to interrupt Paulās orgasm and try to hold him off. I figured Iād get myself off feeling his jizz swim around in my guts. But now Iām thinking I should have at the very least masturbated in front of him. I'm in the mood for a partner to watch me get off tonight. Iāll keep you posted!
Itās Friday, and Paul will pump his cum inside me later today. Heās still standoffish about having to take sloppy seconds from Bob, but he will get past that. There is a hierarchy, and Paul isnāt at the top. Itās not Paulās fault. Bob just has the better cock and is more proficient at using it as well as the mental game to go along with it. Paul is still caught up in traditional type stuff. You know. The girl lays down, spreads her legs, gets pumped, and then cleans up afterward. The guy is running the show. Paul needs to get used to the fact that if anyone is running anything, itās going to be me. Once he figures that out, his dick will joyfully pump gallons of sperm into all my holes.
Let's see, what else have we got going on? What's the scoop? Not too much. Somebody thought it was a good idea to start renovating a house at the crack of dawn. 6 AM wake-up call courtesy of hammers. I don't know what's going on there. Ever notice itās not a bunch of hot studs or hot chicks banging away on a house? I should start a āBikini Landscapeā service. It's pretty self-explanatory...bikinis all around. I have my doubts that it'll work. Most dudes, the actual people who want to see the chicks in bikinis, wonāt be at home. They will be at work. It's a good theme for a porn or a late night R rated skin flick, though.
Whatās my favorite R rated adult movie? Animal Instincts. You would have to look it up. Probably very hard to find these days. Itās about a cop who watches his wife fuck other guys. I knowā¦kind of weird, but it is what it is. I liked it and watched it a hundred times. I would rub one out on the couch every time it came on. Iād like to see it again, but itās nowhere to be found. I have looked for it several times over the years but itās a no go.
I'm in my car, watching a guy walk out of a Wawa, staring at his crotch. I'm not sure why I do it so much. I guess it's because I just want to know what his cock looks like. I do it all the time. I'm just curious. I'm a girl, and I'm curious about what a guy is packing. It's funny; I assign an imaginary dick to each guy I pick out. Some are massive and scary. Some are tiny and cute. I know it's odd, but I stare at dicks as you stare at tits. So please don't act like I'm the only whack job in the room. I wonder what it would feel like deep inside me. I wonder if I could take it. I wonder if I'd like it. I'm curious if he'd be the one to finally fuck me into submission. The ultimate cock kind of scenario. What? A girl can dream. Do you know what else I want to do? I want to be a waitress or a bartender, and when I find a hot guy, I must know what his dick looks like. Then, I want to ask him if I can get him anything else...a blowjob, maybe? Then, while he decides, I'll stand there and look at his crotch. Maybe touch my mound a bit to entice. If only that were socially acceptable...I would be in there like swimwear. Just saying. Man, minds work in weird ways, don't they? I don't know why that gets me wet, but it does. Oh well, better to be wet than dry... that's my motto! This phone keyboard is too hard to type on, so back to staring at imaginary dicks.
Paul wasn't a fan of sticking his cock in my stretched and very used holes. He did it, but I could tell he was a bit traumatized by it all. I guess feeling my asshole and pussy slip around his cock like it was three sizes too big was a bit much for him. The thing is I think he came in my ass and tried to hide it. Honestly, I'm not sure, but right after he slipped his dick inside me , it started twitching super fast and then I felt this warm plop of stuff pooling up deep inside of me. He swore it wasn't and used a rag to wipe off what he said was lube. I think he jizzed my asshole, and because I was still so stretched out, I couldn't really feel it, and he tried to wipe away the evidence. I told him if he did, that was fine. And it was if he did, but I couldn't tell for sure. Nothing came out of my ass for hours after that, and it still could have been Bob's cum working its way out of me. He denied trying to pump a baby into my ass, so we sat around and talked for a bit, and he jerked his dick while I rubbed one out. We watched each other masturbate, and I came very hard thinking he got off from sticking his dick in a freshly fucked asshole that was stretched to the point of silliness by a cock twice the size of his. He came shortly after, and just a drop came out. That makes me think he came in my ass and didn't say anything. I didn't want to go look in a mirror and see what was oozing out of me. That seems rude. Plus, I wanted him to cum in my ass in the first place. It was or would have been awesome to get my ass jizzed by two different guys in under 2 hours. Whatever the jizz situation may be!
Someone asked me what makes me a good fuck. They were probably trying to be mean, but it got me thinking. The very things that make me a dream cum true annoy others. Some guys complain that I'm too aggressive and get too into things. That I sometimes carry my bedroom personality out of the bedroom. And thatās true. I like to make fantasy a reality as much as fantasy can be made reality if that makes sense. I'll be hanging out with some guy and he starts talking about stocks and bonds and his day, and then I'll randomly mention how I want him to make me his sperm dump. Some people find that irritating. That's way too much for them. But not me. Iām all about it. When I go out with a guy, no matter how long Iāve been seeing him, I have a sexual fantasy in mind before I ever leave the house. Itās just the way Iām wired. Why change now? Iām sure some guys have put up with me and my oversexed personality just so they could pump jizz in me, and Iām very okay with that. The thing is, thinking about a guy who dislikes me but will hang around just so Iāll suck his testicles into dried up sacks turns me on. So, if we are playing games in the bedroom, and we will be, then you can expect that game will carry on outside the bedroom. If you are Scott and my cuck, then plan on being my cuck at your company party. If you are Bob and fuck me into a state of cock stupid, plan on me being your cock stupid slut at a fine dining establishment. Not full on one hundred percent, but there will be overtones, if you know what I mean. If you donāt like chicks who are more āaggressiveā than you are in the bedroom, I am probably not for you. Itās just the way I am and really like the way I am, so the odds of me changing are about zero.
Paul wasnāt super thrilled about Bob destroying my asshole before I went out with him. I donāt know what to tell him, but he wouldnāt put his dick in me. He said he felt disrespected. This from a guy who is cheating on his wife with me. I reminded him of that, but he said he wasnāt having sex with his wife. I told him he should promptly go home and fuck her like she was a cum hole. He complained she got fat, and she didnāt turn him on anymore. Not my problem. He should still go home and pump jizz into her holes. They would probably be a lot happier after that. I find that if you always think of how you can treat people in such a way that they will always want to have sex with youā¦then both of your lives will be way better for it. Even if you are cheating on that person. Doesnāt mean you canāt make them happy while you're doing it. In fact thats when you step it up.
I've always loved a good ass fucking. Oddly enough, I love the way it makes my pussy feel. I love the way it makes my ass feel even more. Bob, however, fucked my ass for an hour before leaving a steaming pile of sperm deep in my colon and an asshole that won't close. It's just a ruined big black hole, and I fucking love it! Paul will have to stare at the canyon I now have for an asshole and hopefully try to fuck my ass with his much smaller dick that I won't even feel! I'm a sucker for a good cock-up-my-ass with a 30 yr old attached to it. How do I feel right now? Wonderful. Exhausted but wonderful. Bob's cock isn't meant to be in a girl's ass... it's too big. But not today. Well, it was still too big, but I came so hard three times that I think it loosened me up, and I could have gone even bigger. Bob got me started by licking my ass. It got me all fired up, and I got on all fours, ass in the air, and said, "I want to feel your dick in my ass." He obliged and ruined my asshole with his dick. Utterly ruined it. I can feel it wide open while I'm sitting here typing this. And words can't describe how much I love that feeling. There is just something about putting your ass in the air and giving it to a man to do as he pleases. Gives me shudders thinking about it! Right now, after cumming like that, I want to feel his dick in my ass forever. Even after I've had his cock up there for an hour, I want more. I've always loved a good ass fucking. Even when I was younger and innocent, I just wanted to be a bad girl and get my pretty little ass fucked, and I loved it. I've never felt so alive as when I've had a man's dick up my ass. I've never felt so full of life. That's never changed in all these years. Funny, though, as much as I love it, I have to be in the mood. I was seriously in the mood for Bob's dick to turn my asshole into a tunnel today. I like the sound of that. I'm now Bob's anal tunnel. Nothing more to him than a big hole to pump his sperm into. I hope he never changes and gets all sentimental and crap. He should just fuck his anal tunnel stupid whenever he feels like it. When Bob treats me like his anal whore, that's my best version of Bob. Now, let us get to Paul. I hope he fucks my ass and wonders why it's so loose and slippery! It should be good!
My clit is actually bigger now than in these photos because I'm thinking about Bob's dick. Bob's dick is so big it makes me feel dumb. Just the sight of it makes me an idiot. I've always loved his giant, thick cock, but today I'm hoping his dick fucks me into a permanent state of dick dumb. Whenever I look at his enormous boner poking through his pants as he tells me what a cock whore I am, my brain shorts out, and I become a drooling moron willing to obey his every command. I love it when he says, "Suck it slut." And then I do until he tells me to stop. I can't stop. It feels so right in my mouth. I can only get the fat, spongy head in it, but I need more. I need his dick in my throat. I need to feel it pulse as I move my tongue around it. My hand always reaches down and rubs my clit as I work my tongue around his twitching cock. My other hand concentrates on his balls. I roll them around with my fingers. I think of the hot slimy sperm churning around inside of them. I want to trigger whatever it is that opens the gate and pumps the cum through his dick into my mouth, down my throat. Drinking his sperm from the tip of his cock fresh out of his balls makes me anxious. Like a kid waiting for Christmas day to arrive. I want it now. I want to feel it pumping and twitching in my mouth as I swallow his warm, thick, and slimy cum. I want to taste it again. It's sexy as fuck, but it's also a little gross. But it's also massively exhilarating when he holds the back of my head and groans as he empties his sperm into my throat. Fuck, I can almost cum just thinking about it. In case you didn't guess it...I have a date with Bob today! Yay for me! Then I have a date with Paul later tonight, so double yay for me! This is the second time both of them will smash me on the same day! Let you know how that all goes!
Made that cum dripping walk again this morning from the hotel to the car. Two new guys I met last night from Georgia pumped me like a rag doll for a few hours. The two of them tag-teamed me like pros. It was good. I actually got off while one was in my guts, and the other one had his cock down my throat. Itās hard to breathe with a cock in your mouth and cumming simultaneously. To make it worse, the guy in my mouth started cumming when I did. I felt the cum shoot down my throat, and I tried to swallow it, but it was useless. I coughed jizz. Sperm was everywhere. My face, my hair, dripping down my chin. The guy behind me kept punching my guts with his dick for a few minutes after the guy in my mouth came, and then he finally pulled out and unloaded all over my cunt. I looked like a fucking cummy mess. But it was good. I needed that cum. It was a great way to start the day. I wiped their dicks clean for them, kissing both cocks, and I could see the two guys glancing at each other, almost like the āWhat the fuck?ā That made me feel like such a cock slut. Itās like a combination of a shameful punch in the gut and the most wonderfully slutty feeling I can never get enough of. It makes me want to do crazy shit. I want to walk around with a sign that says, āFuck me. Please.ā and have a million people watch as some guy pumps my cunt full of sperm. Maybe one day. For now, the sperm walk is as far as I will get.
How do I find these guys? It was like a dual event. "Orlando invades Daytona" which was kind of lame, and a truck event that was taking place in New Smyrna that wandered over to Daytona. It was two guys from the truck event that I went to the hotel with. Super hot dudes, maybe 30, maybe 25, I didn't ask. They struck up a conversation with me at the Ocean Deck and before I knew it I was sucking both their cocks in the parking lot. That's how it all came about. Datyona is a huge event town, so there is a constant flow of hot folks rolling in all the time. I like to captilize on that.