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My Cub Scout Dad...

It was a hot June weekend out in the foothills of California.  Twenty Cub Scout families converged together in a mini tent city at the type of Boy Scout sanctioned camp grounds that make kids and moms actually like to camp.  The campground was resplendent with flushable toilets and showers down the trail, and a spigot with running water in the ‘kitchen area’ where food prep could be undertaken.  The kids and I arrived to join our fellow ‘scouters’ on Friday evening and began to lug our carload of gear up to the campsite, only to have a grounds man volunteer to help me with my stuff, he quickly explained it was because I was the only woman there hauling 4 people’s worth of camp gear by my little lonesome…  Didn’t matter that my 3 kids were able and willing to haul their fair share of it themselves, and my oldest son remarked on that - but I quickly shushed him as the man offering help was a very cute young man…  The ground keeper talked with me up the mile and a half trek to the topmost campground and remarked that the showers this early in the season were still cold (no heat).   I asked him how he liked taking a cold shower everyday (I had found out that the volunteers live on the grounds for the 3 summer months) and he explained that the staff showers WERE heated.  That being said, I turned on my dumb blond act as high as it would go to flirt my way to an invitation for my kids and I to enjoy hot showers for the three days we would be staying.  Of course I got one J

   Once my gear was deposited at the large dirt campsite, I worked diligently to erect the 5 man tent that my oldest had earned as a prize selling popcorn a few years prior, while he and my other two ran around the campgrounds exploring all the activities.  I somehow managed to find a relatively flat spot big enough to fit the behemoth living shelter for our weekend. Within minutes I had three Cub Scout dads wandering over talking with one another as they stared at my ass watching me bend over rustling with the stakes to the tent. 

   I let them ogle for a few minutes, but soon became fed up and told them to either help or go away.  Of the three conversing, two were single dads and one a very fit and frankly… gorgeous grandpa named Mark.  One of the single dads Joe, was a personal friend of mine, and we shared shall we say a relationship of convenience.  He smiled at me and said, “Well Mona, I will let these two gentlemen help you since their tents are already pitched…” as he looked down knowingly towards their groin area and smiled and walked away – leaving me with two horny men by myself…   Now ordinarily I wouldn’t be alarmed at this, but I was at a Cub Scout function for goodness sake…  Mona’s naughty side isn’t allowed out to play when her kids are out and about… The two men smiled at me, both pulling me away from the tent and motioning for me to sit and relax as they went to work, allowing me to hand them different parts as they needed them. 

   While the men worked on my tent, my kids came tearing back into camp telling me all about the zip lines, pool with waterslides, bb gun and archery ranges and a bunch of other activities they couldn’t wait to do with me.  Before they could run away again, I sat them down with their fast food dinner I had hastily grabbed on the way, only to receive a reproachful glance from Matt (the single dad who was working on my tent).  He said “Why didn’t you tell me you didn’t have dinner for the kids?  I could have offered to let you pitch in and I would have let you in on the bbq I’m doing tonight…” I replied with a sarcastic “Jee thanks for the advanced notice Matt, so kind of you!”    Mark laughed and motioned for me to join him at the side of the tent and asked, “So Mona…. Do you partake in adult beverages?”

    Given that alcohol is strictly forbidden at any scout function, I was a bit surprised, but hell… Mark is a retired cop Marine; he of all people should have a few tricks up his sleeve, so I replied, “yes, if you are offering” and he grinned a big grin and put his hand on my lower back and led me to his tent.  He stooped down motioning for me to stay outside as he prepared a ‘juice’ for me in an innocuous looking red disposable cup.   I took a sip and nearly choked. Mark had prepared vodka over ice with a splash of cranberry juice.  Well, I thought to myself – this should be a very pleasant and restful evening!    Matt having already received his red disposable cup of ‘juice’ toasted and said, “Here’s to a fun cub scout outing!”  Usually these outings are very fun, but the noise ratio is so overwhelming that they tend to be a bit stressful and needless to say exhausting, this little juice was just enough to take the edge off to enjoy.  His toast felt like a prayer and I felt like replying with an ‘Amen…’

    Several hours and several cub scout skits around the propane fire later, my kids are fast asleep in their tent and I find myself the only female sitting in a group of 6 men and two of their sons.  I find some community snacks and open up a bag of chips and lick the salt off my fingers as I eat. Matt seeing I am hungry gets up and barbeques me some shrimp and heats up some pork ribs.  His son is sitting next to me and I comment that his dad is very considerate, and being one of the oldest of the cub scouts (11yrs old) comments sagely, “Well he thinks you’re hot… He doesn’t usually make food for women…” I unfortunately was taking a sip of my ‘juice’ while he was making his reply and almost spit it out.  I look up hastily and see Matt had returned and overheard his son’s reply.  

   Mark and Joe were among the 6 men and laughed heartily, Joe interjecting, “Well son, most men think our Mona is hot…” Matt quickly interrupts and says, “Well son, I think this is a fine time for you and Tommy to go to your tents…  It appears it is adult talk time…” Luckily it is dark with only the light of the propane fire, so no one can see my very red and rather embarrassed face.  I glare at Joe, and shush him while Mark watches our interaction closely.  Joe smiles and winks at me unabashedly and Mark comments, “It appears that some know Mona better than others… Why is that do you think Mona?”  I am starting to get a little irritated and reply testily, “Well Mark, I don’t let married men get to know me in that way, I may be a single mom of three but I am not devoid of morals…”  Mark realizing that he has offended me gets up and apologizes and asks if he could speak to me privately.  I am confused now and follow him down the dark trail that heads to the bathrooms.

   Mark apologizes along the trail, explaining that he was just a little jealous, he is happily married and was not trying to insinuate anything, rather he was thinking how lucky Joe was and possibly Matt if he continued to play his cards right.  We have reached the bathrooms and he is slowly backing me up against the wall as he explains that watching me in front of the fire unconsciously teasing all the men there was driving him crazy and he wasn’t the only one.  He explained that every man there was watching me wolfishly, fantasizing about what they would love to do to me and wondering what I would do to them in return…  He is mad, I can tell he isn’t mad at me, rather the fact that he wants me, and I watch a little surprised as his well muscled arm is placed up against the wall just to the side of my head as he leans into me talking faster.  He is trying to explain that if I wanted to be treated respectfully I should stop exuding sex with every movement.  I stand there dumbfounded looking at him wondering what the hell I should do…  Half of me is offended (I don’t deliberately exude sex… how the hell am I supposed to stop it?), while the rest of me is completely turned on, to see a normally well disciplined grandfather so completely loose his composure over wanting me.  

   My response is interrupted as both Joe and Matt walk up and ask if everything is ok. Joe looks a little alarmed and Matt is completely surprised that his friend is standing there yelling at me and looking like he is about to kiss me.  For Fuck SAKE!!! This is a Cub Scout camp out!!! This situation is not supposed to be happening.   Joe walks up and pushes Mark back carefully and takes my hand pulling me away from the wall and ask if I am ok.  Mark realizing what the scene looked like when the two arrived ran a hand through his hair and swears under his breath as he walks away into the darkness.  Matt seeing the possessive way Joe is holding my hand looks up at the two of us and asks if we are together.  I look at Joe, because we are really just fuck buddies, nothing serious and wasn’t sure how much we wanted other parents in the pack to know.

  Joe upset by the situation and also affected by watching me by the fire tells Matt that I am off limits as he pulls me down the trail.  The surprised look on my face makes Matt laugh as he calls out after us, “You might want to tell her that first next time bro!” Joe is walking fast, practically dragging me down the trail and I ask where he is taking me.  He responds with, “I don’t know, anywhere away from all those men lusting after you.  Were you going to let Mark kiss you?  You looked like you wanted him to.  What the hell are you doing Mona!”

   Completely fed up now with these unfounded and extraordinarily offensive accusations, I pull my hand out of his and walk faster down the trail, “I am not actively DOING anything you ass.  It’s not my fault that men find me attractive, what would you have me do?  I am not dressed provocatively, I haven’t even said anything sexual the entire time here – and you KNOW how dirty I like to talk, I feel like a piece of meat being fought over in a lion’s den.  You men need to grow the fuck up and take responsibility for your own hormones and stop blaming me!”

   I stop surprised that I have made it down to the parking lot and am standing at Joe’s BMW.  I had just walked a mile and a half down a dark trail and didn’t even realize it.  Joe having listened to me, approaches, taking my hand in his again, and backs me up to the hood of his car while saying, ‘God Damn – your eyes are so sexy when you are pissed off’ and quickly grabs the nape of my neck with his other hand and claims my mouth with a frenzied, hot kiss. He continues to push me up against the car so that I am half sitting, half lying on the hood of his dark blue BMW.  All the sexual tension from the situation with Mark and now this has me in overdrive and I kiss him back taking his tongue into my mouth circling it with mine. He moans as his hand releases mine, and makes its way up under my shirt, cupping a breast in his hand.  I moan as his hand gently squeezes and I wrap my legs around him as I feel his hard cock rub up against me as we frantically kiss and grind up against each other.  We continue kissing as I kick off my shoes, sliding my feet down the back of Joe’s thighs, sitting up some working on getting his belt undone. The sound of the peacocks at the zoo across the way drowns out our noise as we enjoy each other. 

   I hear a snapping of branches, and break away my kiss as Joe begins an onslaught with his mouth down my neck.  I look over and see Mark looking on hungrily in the shadows.  I smile at him and run my tongue down Joe’s neck while watching Mark take his cock out of his pants and begin to stroke.  Both men groan audibly, but I seem to be the only one who hears it.  I roll my head back as Joe, pulls up my shirt and takes one nipple into his mouth.  The air is cold and I feel my skin pucker with goose bumps. Joe reaches down my pants, stretching the band and finds my very wet clit, circling it with his thumb, moaning, and then saying, “God, I love how you are always wet.  I can’t wait to get inside your pussy.”

   He withdraws his hand so he can lick my juices and then rubs his thumb over my lips telling me to lick it.  I take his finger into my mouth and suck it like I want to do to his very hard cock. He and Mark both groan in unison as I lick the length of his thumb and then take it all the way into my mouth as I grab Joe’s balls and massage in time with my sucking.  I can feel Joe’s pre-cum on my hand and grind up against him as I stroke.  His mouth and hands are all over me, while he tells me that while he is around no one else can have me. 

   Without warning, Joe lifts me by the hips wrenching my pants down finding me with no panties, and he groans out loud saying, “Damn woman , you are so sexy” as he reverently pets my pussy sliding his long finger into my wetness.   I moan at the feel of him entering my hot slit, pushing my hips up to take him deeper.  I look over to see what Mark is doing and he is panting, unable to tear his gaze away from me fucking Joe’s finger.  I lick my lips and take Joe’s chin in my hand and bring it down to kiss me, while using my other hand to guide his cock into my needy pussy.

   I moan a bit too loudly at the feel of Joe filling me and he glances around nervously while putting his hand over my mouth only to spy Mark jacking off watching us. I pull Joe back saying, “It’s ok… let him watch… it’s as close as he is going to get to me.”

   Joe grins groaning out, “you are one kinky bitch, I love it… “As he takes my hips in his hands and pounds me hard.  He wants in deeper so he grabs my knees and places them over his shoulders and practically bends me in half on the hood of his car pounding me so that I cum all over his hard cock.  He takes my lips in his, attempting to muffle my cries of ecstasy and I hear the labored breathing of Mark in the distance.  Joe fingers my clit while he fucks my pussy closing his eyes and throwing his head back as he cums inside me when he feels me tighten around him in orgasm.

  He collapses on top of me breathing heavily, stroking the side of my face, my knees still looped over his shoulders.  He realizes my position and quickly gets up, kissing me as he helps me to a sitting position.  “Damn, but that was good. “ I smile and agree and look over to see Mark zipping up his pants.  “Was it good for you too Mark?”  

   Mark looks to the side embarrassedly but nods in agreement.  I slide off the hood of the car, pulling up my pants, bending down to retrieve my shirt.  I stand up giving Joe one last kiss and take his hand as I lead him back up the hill to the tents.  I take Marks hand in mine as we pass and we walk up the hill silently to retire to our separate tents. 
Cock Size Ranking: A Bit small for me, but can get the job done in a pinch.,.. 6
Cock Taste Ranking: Well didn't suck him this time, but have access to this cock whenever I want, and can say that he is very tasty... a solid 7
Orgasm Ranking: 7 wish I could have cum a couple more times, but given the situation, was lucky not to get caught...

Video of the week

This is a video of a very bored try-sexual marine friend of mine...  Couldn't stop laughing when watching this...  Very creative...

Video of the week

Ok girls, This is a very sexy man from Facebook... MMMM I can watch this one over and over. I want to play with that cock so bad I dream about it. No cum in this one but, this is one very sexy cock (which happens to be attached to a very sexy man). Take a look and let me know what you think!

Afternoon Rendezvous

The day was gorgeous, nothing but blue skies, sun and a warm breeze.  All my windows and blinds in the house were open to let in the salty sea air while I worked at my computer.  I was trying to get as much done as possible, because I was planning on taking a long lunch. I had a third date planned with Brian and I was not going to let him leave again with a simple make out session…   Brian lives about two hours south of me, we met on Facebook.  He is a carpenter with not much money, but our conversations are so great, that he spent the time and money to drive up to take me out twice before.  The physical attraction was undeniable, and really, what woman in her right mind would turn down an intelligent man capable of carrying on a conversation AND is 6’ 4”, with amazing blue eyes, brown hair and a body that belongs on the cover of a surfer magazine? Not this woman!

   So this time, instead of meeting at a restaurant, I gave him my address and asked him to meet me for lunch.  In preparation for his arrival, I made sure that I picked up after the kids, that my room was clean (fresh sheets on the bed and plenty of condoms in the drawer) and that there was beer in the fridge.  He arrived about an hour late (but he called to let me know that his job had run late and that consequently so would he be… so he was forgiven). He walked right in the house like he had been there before, not knocking and I was surprised when he came into my room, walked up behind me as I was working on the computer and leaned down and kissed me on the back of the neck, his hands running down my arms to my waist and then back up again raising my face for a long slow kiss. There is nothing more certain to get my juices flowing, than to have a man kiss me from behind on the back of the neck.  I was instantly wet.

   Oh this was definitely starting out the way I had hoped! I leaned back allowing him more access to my mouth and breasts, reaching up my arms to run my hands through his hair, caress his face as our kiss intensified and our tongues intertwined passionately.  The chair creaked as he continued to caress my breasts through my thin low cut t-shirt pushing me back further to gain better access. We broke away chuckling and panting a little, looking each other in the eyes he said, “That’s all I need, not only be late and dirty to meet you for lunch but to also break your work chair!”  I laughed and stood up, turning around to greet him properly, running my hands up his chest to his neck, then face as I brought his lips back down to mine.  I kept the kiss light and playful, gently nipping at his lower lip and said, ‘Hi’ with a huge smile.  

   Brian laughed and cupped my face in his hands and replied, “Hi beautiful, sorry I was late.  I stink – where is the shower?” Hmmm not quite what I expected, but I could work with this.  He didn’t stink as far as I could tell, but as I prefer clean showered men, was willing to let him use mine, plus this might be an opportune time to get him exactly where I want him – naked (and in my clutches mwahhahahah!).  I directed him to the shower, showed him the intricacies of the old claw foot tub converted into a shower and made sure he had a fresh towel.  I walked out to go get him a cold beer (and a couple of condoms), and heard the sound of the water being turned on.

   I walked back into the bathroom put the beverage and prophylactics down on the sink and stripped naked. Brian was busy washing his hair and had soap in his eyes so he didn’t see me enter the tub with him and his beer, but he was very aware of my now wet breasts pressing up against his back as he washed the suds out of his hair and off his face.  His whole body stiffened as I licked his ear and reached down to stroke his already semi hard cock as I said, “I hope you don’t mind some company… I brought you something.” His cock got harder and he turned his head in the effort to look at me.  He didn’t take the time to speak, just turned around and pressed me up against the wall as he took my mouth with his and squeezed my slick breasts.

   The hot water continued to rain down on us as his now fully hard (and might I add HUGE and gorgeous) cock rested up against my stomach and our hands roamed over each other exploring every inch of our bodies.  Brian broke away from my mouth and began sucking water off my neck, moving slowly downward, stopping to lick the puddle that had accumulated in the recess of my collar bone.  I let my head roll back and closed my eyes enjoying every lick and touch.  He made his way down to my breasts and moaned as he licked each nipple hard, gently biting and then sucking, groaning about how beautiful they were.

   I brought one hand up to his head, gently massaging the nape of his neck as he continued a journey downward with his tongue. I gasped when he licked around my belly button only to stick the tip inside, laving my button hole, foreshadowing what he would be doing when he reached my pussy.  Not thinking I brought my other hand to the back of his neck only to have him jump in surprise when the cold bottle touched his skin.  Laughing I apologized, told him that he was making me feel so good that I had actually forgotten I was holding it.  Brian gave me a questioning look and I explained that I thought he might like some.  He looked a little disbelieving or maybe he didn’t understand why I thought he would want a beer in the shower, so I popped off the cap and took a drink.  Then before he could say anything, I reached up brought his head down to mine and kissed him, feeding him the cold liquid.

   He licked my lips with what little spilled out and grinned as I told him I wanted to feel his cold tongue on my hot clit. He took the bottle from me took a drink and then knelt down, trailing the cold bottle down my body as he descended.  I had to brace myself against the wall with my hands on his shoulders relishing the feel of his cool mouth meeting my throbbing clit. He lifted one of my legs and positioned it over his shoulder, my foot resting on the side of the tub, the result; me practically sitting on his face as his licked and sucked circling teasing my clit, but not actually directly touching.

   We moaned in unison as he darted his tongue into my slit tasting my wetness. My hands reached up grasping his hair as his finger joined his tongue, moving in and out.  I gasped in surprise and ecstasy as I felt him withdraw only to be replaced by the cold neck of the bottle.  I was oddly turned on by watching him watch the bottle slide in and out of my drenched pussy, even more so when he pulled the bottle out completely, licked around the outside and then took a big drink, smacking his lips while looking up at me.  Brian rose from his knees and took my head in his hand and said, “I want you to experience how good you taste” just as he took control of my mouth, kissing me so passionately, I forgot to breathe.

  Brian was leaning into me and I had to feel his hard cock against my core, and gyrated against him until I had all 9 & ½ inches of him between my lips rubbing up against my clit.  He broke off the kiss and leaned his forehead into mine, sighing and breathing hard, saying, “God damn you are so damn sexy.  I can’t wait… I need you now, I am sorry” and he suddenly picked me up by my ass and settled me down on his rock hard shaft.  I still having some wits about me said,”Wait!  I have condoms right behind you!” and he pinned me up against the wall and reached behind frantically feeling for the package. He grinned ear to ear when he came back triumphantly with a condom and quickly opened it and I took it out of the package and sheathed his cock with it as he kissed me.  We both cried out with the feel of him sliding up my tight sheath. I was holding on to his shoulders and had wrapped my legs around his waist as he lifted me up and let me fall back down on his amazing cock over and over again.

   The water was starting to cool, so he leaned me up against the wall with my legs still wrapped around him and began fingering my clit as he pounded into me repeatedly.  As soon as he started the clit stimulation, I screamed out and started cumming HARD.  He watched me cum and told me he wanted to make me squirt. He took my mouth in his again and slid the wet beer bottle up my ass as he continued to fuck me. Within seconds I was squirting so hard that I was spraying both of us with each stroke of his cock.  We were covered in cool water and hot cum/squirt juice both moaning (well I was screaming… he was moaning trying to hold on to prolong my orgasm). My legs started shaking and I couldn’t hold on to him any longer, so he with superhero like strength, held me up while he came inside me, panting, pinning me to the wall while the now cold water raining down, bringing us back to reality.  

   I slid down his body, slowly taking his cock out of me and attempted to stand on my own two feet while he continued to brace me against the wall.  I sat on the edge of the tub looking up at him in absolute wonderment.  That had to have been the best shower fuck I had EVER had.  He leaned down and turned off the water as we stared at each other. Brian opened the shower curtains and helped me out and began drying me off with the towel I had brought him, paying special attention to my breasts and pussy, kissing them after each swipe of the towel.  Already wet again he asked if we should retire to the bedroom…

Long story short – 5 orgasms later for me and 4 for him we lay in bed cuddling, talking and enjoying each other’s bodies.  It was 3’oclock and I needed to go pick up my kids… Pumpkin time as he phrased it.  So he left with several farewell kisses and a very relaxed me went to pick up my 3 kids…  YUM….

Cock Size Ranking: Perfect... He fit me like a glove ... yes please again please!
Cock Taste Ranking: Again, Well later on I did get him to cum in my mouth and he was amaxing, wanted to lap up every last drop... at least an 8 
Orgasm Ranking: 10! Got to have 3 different types of orgasms - which were AWESOME.... Definitely gonna see Brian again... mmmmm - actually he was talking about him and his buddy fucking me next time... have never done that before... very intriguing...

Video of the week

Here is another one for you ladies!  Don't forget to comment - I get a kick out of them!

Massage in Cairns Australia...

   So over the weekend I went to a massage parlor that had just opened down the street.  As a little Chinese woman was climbing up on top of me digging her knees into my ass while rubbing her forearms over the knots in my back I couldn't help but think of another massage encounter I had when vacationing in Australia last year.
   It had been a whirlwind tour over two weeks and after spending numerous hours in buses and planes, I really needed a massage.  We had just flown into Cairns, it was raining and 95 degrees, I was hot, tired and given that it was the day before my birthday, I decided to treat myself.  I mentioned my need to my hotel suite mate and she held up a brochure saying, "You're in luck!  Look they have masseuses you can order up to your room. You order one and I will leave for an hour!"
   Perfect! I thought.  I accepted the brochure from her and started laughing out loud when I read a little disclaimer on a label at the bottom "All massages are NON-sexual"  I repeated the label to my hotel suite mate and she and I laughed in our naivety, finding it funny that they would find it necessary to say such a thing. I picked up the telephone and ordered in a masseuse.  I was informed his name was Rick, that he was one of the most experienced on their staff and he would be at my room in 40 minutes.  Awesome, just enough time to soak in a hot bath to loosen up my tight muscles.
  Right on time, I opened the hotel room door to his knock 40 minutes later.  Rick was a short, slender Aborigine man with long fine black hair, dark brown skin and very kind brown eyes.  He entered the room and looked around for the best place to set up the table.  He chose in front of the big sliding glass windows overlooking the ocean.  As he was setting up his table he asked me to take off my clothes.  Hmmm... I was accustomed to the US method of massage, where the masseuse left the room and I got under the towel and then he/she re-entered the room when I was covered.  I wasn't sure if this was the Oz custom or if he just wanted to get a good look at me.
   I stood there staring at him dumbfounded, debating what to do when he looked up questioningly.  Oh well, what the hell.  He was going to have his hands all over me anyway, what harm would it do if he saw all of me naked at once. Decision made, I pulled off my t shirt, followed by my shorts, then bra and panties.  I took my time as I folded my clothes and placed them on my bed. I caught him staring at me hungrily, but dismissed it as his expression changed to that of indifferent professionalism as he helped me position myself for the first part of the massage.
   Laying face down, he started massaging with his magic fingers, working my shoulders, moving down to my back, waist then buttocks.  In all previous massages, most of the body is covered by a sheet.  With this one only my butt was covered at the start.  I was almost falling asleep; his massaging relaxing and lulling me into a state of complete surrender. I was so relaxed that it didn't occur to me at first that I no longer had a sheet on my body. His hands massaging my cheeks felt so good, it didn't alarm me when I felt his fingers moving closer to my ass hole; moving closer with each pass, until his massaging spread my butt cheeks and a finger brushed my hole with a feather light touch.
  When he saw my intake of breath, he quickly moved on to massaging my lower butt cheeks and thighs. Rick spread my thighs and spent a great deal of time working on the tight muscles in my inner leg, grazing my pussy ever so innocently a couple of times. Never did his fingers linger, and it appeared to be completely accidental, so I let it go and enjoyed, all the while growing wet with his stimulation. He continued, making sure my legs, calves and feet were well taken care of before asking me to turn over.
   Rick placed the sheet back over my body and asked me to lie on my back. I maneuvered myself the best I could without losing my cover and lay back awaiting his magic hands. He started by taking the sheet off my leg and hip, lifting the sheet up a little more than was completely necessary.  I heard a sharp intake of breath and I opened my eyes to see him staring at my shaved and well manicured pussy.  Rick noticing I was watching him hastily let go of the sheet and resumed his massage starting at my foot, lulling me back into complete relaxation.
   As he moved up my long legs, the sheet fell to the side completely revealing all my private parts.  When he pushed my knees up toward my stomach stretching out my hips I felt his hard cock against my thigh. I looked down at him and saw him pushing up against my thighs to deepen the stretch all the while he stared at my honey pot.  He had to have seen how wet I was in that position, and I wasn't surprised when he asked, "Do you need more massage here?" as he touched the outside of my lips.
   I didn't answer, just laid my head back and closed my eyes, waiting to see what he would do. He brought my legs back down to the table, and spread them wide. He began massaging one hip, moving slowly in towards my wet pussy. He took his time, slowly touching every part of me exploring and I could hear him breathing hard.  Finally, I felt a single finger slide into my wetness, sliding up and down, then circling my engorged clit. He let out a moan as I arched up toward his finger.
  Not able to stand it anymore, he leaned down and took my clit gently with his tongue sucking then circling, one hand massaging the area just above his mouth the other making its way down to my slit, two fingers sliding in tentatively. With all this stimulation, I couldn't help but moan aloud and take his head in my hands while he brought me closer towards orgasm.
  Rick increased his pace, sliding a third finger inside my wet slit massaging my gspot in time with his licking and sucking of my clit.  He expertly brought me to climax and my whole body jerked up in response, yet he continued his ministrations until I started squirting all over his hand.  He stopped his sucking of my clit to move down and suck up my juices as I came over and over screaming out.  As I lay there stunned, he ran his hands up my hips, to my waist and says, "I will die if I don't get to touch your stunning breasts right now" then took both breasts in his hands and pushes them together licking first one nipple then the next.
  I was still having little aftershocks from such an intense cum session, and so distracted with my breast massage that I didn't hear my suite mate start to unlock the door. Next thing I know, Rick is scrambling to get a sheet over me and position himself behind the table to hide his raging hard on. He was starting to massage my shoulders and neck as my suite mate entered the room. She asked if she had come back too early, and Rick responded, "I am almost done, about another minute.  You can stay."
  He finished by massaging my head and neck, then excused himself to the bathroom.  I lay there completely relaxed and satisfied while my suite mate chattered on happily, "So how was your massage?  I went for a walk down on the boardwalk, and did you know they have signs posted warning of Salt Water Crocks?  Apparently people have been eaten walking along the ocean! Oh, also -did you know that they have giant fruit bats that fly around in flocks like our seagulls do back home? Very draconian!"  Her chatter continued on as I lifted myself up off the table and got dressed.
  I went to get my wallet to pay Rick (did I just hire a prostitute without realizing it?) and handed him the agreed upon fee when he exited the bathroom.  He took the money, packed up his belongings and as I was closing the door and out of earshot of my suite mate, he handed me my money back and said, " I couldn't possibly accept any payment from you.  Thank you for allowing me to taste your amazing body.  I will never forget you" and then walked away.

Cock Size Ranking: Honestly have no idea...
Cock Taste Ranking: Again, no idea... Guess I should have asked him how I tasted. lol 
Orgasm Ranking: 7! Got to have 2 different types of orgasms - which were AWESOME, but would have loved to have been penetrated too

Seond Edition of the Weekly Video

I had to put this one up - its pretty hot!  Please post your comments ;-)

Fruitless Week...

So the two men I had dates with over Friday and the weekend ended up being total duds.  The foot fetish guy was really into my feet as expected.  We went out and ended back at my place on my couch with him giving me a foot rub.  He positioned my feet so that my heels were rubbing up against his growing erection.  HE CAME IN HIS PANTS half way into my foot massage.

  He moaned as he came then pushed my feet off of him and got up and walked out the door.  He didn’t say a word.  Later he texted me apologizing, saying he left because he was so embarrassed.  Ok… #1) you don’t leave a hot woman sitting on her couch after you just jacked off using her feet without saying a word.  #2) you DON’T apologize in a text!!!

   This loser kept texting me, begging for a second chance and I thought, yeah maybe…  He was good enough looking and I enjoyed the conversation, so maybe just one more try.  He came over today for lunch and we had a nice enough conversation, but then he asked me if he could kiss me.  Hmm ok sure, let’s see what he’s got…

   Now, I am the kind of woman that loves kissing.  Kissing in my opinion is an art form in and of itself.  A kiss should include touching, tongue and LOTS of passion.  This guy scooted closer to me on the couch put my feet in his lap and leaned over, his chest up against my arm and then mashed his lips up against mine (maybe it’s my couch??? Should I get another one?).  His lips were wet and sloppy and the kiss was much like I would imagine kissing a fish would be.  Gross.  Then this idiot not realizing that I was pulling away in disgust has the audacity to rub the arch of my foot up against his erection.  He’s damn lucky I didn’t step on him.   Needless to say, he was asked to leave in no uncertain terms. 

   So this other guy I was referring to in the beginning of the post is a man that I met on the beach.  He was gorgeous; 6’ 2” lean athletic build and was playing beach volleyball without his shirt. Mmmmm total yum factor.   I was really looking forward to going out with him.  We set up the date and he was to meet me downtown at one of the many restaurants. 

  I started growing a bit alarmed at the sheer amount of alcohol he was consuming.  I think we were 20 minutes into dinner and he had downed 4 huge lagers.  By the end of the meal he was flat out drunk.  I excused myself to go to the restroom and he was waiting for me in the hallway as I exited.  I stopped, asked him if everything was ok and he leaned /fell into me so that I was up against the wall.  He said that he had never seen a more beautiful woman before and that he couldn’t wait to titty fuck me, while he made a sloppy pass at trying to kiss me – but ended up  banging his head on the wall beside me...

   Sigh… I ended up calling him a cab and walked home.  This guy texts me about four hours later with a picture of his hard cock (which was mouthwatering by the way – 9 inches of thick juicy male - yum) with a message saying that he was waiting for me to come ride him.  Obviously I can’t leave my kids at 3am home by themselves, so I have to pass.  He continues to text me very descriptive things he wants to do to me when he sees me next.

   The next day, he calls to cancel the date we had set up the night before and then asks me if I am using him for sex.  Well let’s see here…  I haven’t actually had sex with him, so can honestly say , “No, I’m not using you for sex”.  In my mind however I am thinking; of course you idiot I am using you for sex!  I am a single mom of three and have a full time career.  I don’t have time for another kid (basically what he would be if I was to be in a relationship with him).  About five hours after him cancelling the date, he sends me a text saying he needs to fuck me and can I come over. 

    WHAT?  Ok so this guy is officially psycho.  I delete and block his number on my phone and thank my lucky stars I dodged that crazy mess.

So long story short no action for yours truly this past weekend/week L    Have a cub scout camping trip planned for this weekend and there are a few single dads going.  I might have an interesting story to tell next week  *wink

Mmmm gotta love those bartenders....

So day two in Vegas and my girlfriend (Kari-Anna) that I haven't seen in years has driven in from Arizona to visit for the day/overnight. My boss still hasn't arrived so that means girls night out and some serious fun!
I put on a dress that shows off my big boobs and long legs. Kari-Anna takes one look at me and turns back around to her clothes and starts looking for something that would show off more of her, laughing at me saying "If you don't get laid tonight wearing THAT - you aren't ever going to! Now I just have to find something that won't let me be completely overshadowed by you. I wish I had your boobs - its so unfair for my little A cups to be next to yours!"
I laugh and help her sex up her outfit and we walk out of my plush hotel room and walk to what looks to be a happening party at an outdoor bar. There is a line to get in, and the bouncer lets us in front of everyone else with a promise of me bending over so he can get a better look at my tatas. We get seated at a small table in the middle of everything and are enjoying scoping out some of the men. Within about 5 minutes however it becomes glaringly apparent that there is a gay convention in town and this is where a large group of gay men chose to party tonight.
Fabulous... Just my luck. Kari-Anna is laughing her ass off because, she wasn't interested in getting laid, she has to fight off her husband most nights. We have ordered food and a drink so we decide to stay for a while and then will go to another place. The bartender who is serving us our drinks is gorgeous; black hair, intense blue eyes and so good looking he has to be gay, that and he hasn't once looked at my boobs practically falling out of my dress. I flirt with him a little and he of course like all bartenders do in order to receive good tips flirts back.
Kari-Anna and I are having so much fun drinking and flirting with all the gay men that we stay for another couple of drinks. One man comes over with his partner and says, "See Bruce THEY ARE REAL!!! Would you let him touch them so I can prove that those magnificent breasts aren't fake?"
Kari-Anna laughing hysterically says, "Whoa there fella's how do we know you two are really gay and not just using this convention as a ploy to feel up the hottest pair of breasts in the place?" The two men look honestly confused and the partner Bruce says, "Well, how can we prove it to you?"
Kari-Anna getting a devilish look in her eyes responds with "Kiss each other, full tongue and fondle each other’s junk." I am nearly on the floor rolling I am laughing so hard and the two men without so much as a raised eyebrow, smile and do as she asked - really getting into it so that I was getting a little uncomfortable. I am watching their packages and am very jealous that they both are so obviously well endowed. Why do all the gorgeous big men have to be gay?
Kari-Anna satisfied that they are indeed gay interrupts their rather heated make out session with "Ok boys, you can feel up my friend now” I laugh and tell Kari-Anna that I am glad she feels so comfortable authorizing strangers to feel me up. She and I laugh as Bruce first pokes at the top of one breast and then with a look of distaste, cups one and jiggles. He looks to his partner and says, "Yep you are right they are real. How can you sit up straight girl, those things have to be heavy!"
I notice that we now have quite the audience and I respond with a smart ass remark about strength training and lots of time at the gym. The two men leave and Kari-Anna and I laugh and discuss the sexual preference of our cute bartender some more. By this point I am drunk and all filters from my brain to my mouth are completely gone.
The bartender returns and I find out that his name is Mark. Dying to determine if he likes women or not, I just blurt it out. "Mark, are you gay or do you like women?" A little shocked he laughs and puts his hand at the small of my back saying, "I am VERY straight."
"Really?" I respond "You have maintained strict eye contact not once even glancing at my boobs!" Kari-Anna interrupts with "Yeah Mark - have you ever seen a better pair?"
Mark finally looks down and with a huge grin says "I can't say that I have seen nicer real breasts before... But, you have amazing green eyes, they are mesmerizing, that is what I was looking at." Satisfied Kari-Anna says "So would you come home with us and fuck Mona tonight?"
Laughing he looks at both of us and says that he would prefer to fuck both of us. Kari-Anna says she can't since she is married, but he is cute enough to make her wish that she wasn't. Intrigued with the prospect of maybe being able to get both of us in bed with him he buys us both a shot of patron and stands and watches as each of us takes turns sensuously liking our hand, sprinkling salt on it and then licking again.
I glance down and see that he has a bulge beginning. I down the shot, suck the lime and then lick my lips very slowly as he stands transfixed watching.
I stand up and ask Mark if he had a problem with taller women and he pushes me back up into the table, effectively making me sit down with my legs straddling him as he grabs my hips and bends down to whisper in my ear "Does that answer your question?"
Totally and completely turned on now, I ask when he gets off work so that he can get off with me. He has another two hours left, but wanted to know what hotel we are staying. I give him all the information, I had to look up my room number in my blackberry (I knew I was going to get seriously drunk with Kari-Anna and we both tend to forget small details like where we are staying and room numbers... so before I started drinking I emailed myself the info).
I pat Marks ass as we leave and tell him to bring some condoms. He says he will and Kari-Anna and I leave the bar walking back in the direction where we think our hotel is. We get completely turned around and walk for an hour before I call a taxi to come get our drunk asses back to the hotel. The taxi driver is seriously amused because the hotel was literally around the corner, but he dutifully takes the fair and makes an easy $5.
Kari-Anna and I crawl into bed and turn on the TV waiting for him. Next thing I know Kari-Anna is jumping up and down, "he's here, he actually showed up!" I try and shush her, not wanting her to embarrass herself if he has overheard.
He is standing at the door still in his black pants and white shirt, but the tie in undone now. He is holding a box of condoms and asks, "Should I have brought more than one box?" I grab him by his shirt and pull him in, kissing him and respond with "You better have more than one box, you're mine tonight!" He smiles and pulls out another box from his front pocket.
He pushes me up against the wall and kisses me senseless. We are interrupted by the sound of retching in the bathroom and Mark says, "I guess that answers that question... We will definitely NOT be having a threesome." I laugh and tell him that I am more than capable of keeping all his attention. We make sure Kari-Anna is ok and in bed and then we walk back to the master bedroom, closing the door.
He looks around, impressed with the room and asks me to strip for him. I start slowly taking my clothes off for him, as he watches. Standing completely naked in front of him, he looks at me quietly and then says, "You honestly are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. Thank you for picking me tonight"
I smile and pull him towards me and start taking off his clothes because I want to see him too. He is absolutely gorgeous and absolutely HUNG. He is at least 10" hard and there isn't an ounce of body fat on his athletic frame. He smiles at my reaction to his hard cock, laughing when I kneel down to stroke him. He pulls me back up and says that there is plenty of time for that, he wants inside me first. All for that, I race him to the bed. We get there at the same time, and he pulls me close, pushing me back onto the bed, with him on top holding my head as he begins a delicious onslaught of amazing kisses, pulling at my bottom lip with his teeth before moving down to sample my neck, then my collar bone, moving down to my breasts, cupping them in his hands bringing them up to his mouth, sucking and lightly biting.
I am so wet now, I am aching. I arch my back in ecstasy allowing him to explore my body with his mouth and hands. I feel his hard huge cock against my thigh, and I move slightly so that I am cradling him on the top of my pussy. I reach down and spread my lips so that his cock can massage my clit. He continues kissing and fondling me as I rock slightly back and forth on the tip of his cock.
He reaches down grabbing his cock and increases the speed and pressure of the massage until I scream out with my orgasm. He smiles and says that he loves a loud woman. I need to feel him inside me and ask him to fuck me, which he does readily. I close my eyes totally focused on the feel of him filling me slowly and completely. He leans down kissing me, giving me a chance to adjust to his size and then pulls my legs up onto his shoulders and pushes into me deeper. I moan in sheer delight as he increases his speed, fucking me hard and fast. I cum three times before he is satisfied and asks me to cum with him. He waits until he feels me tightening around him and collapses on top of me breathing heavily.
He rolls off of me onto his back and pulls me over to cuddle until he can recover. I almost fall asleep with my head on his chest listening to the sound of his heart beat. ALMOST… because right about that time his heart beat increases and I look up to see him staring at me. He kisses my forehead and then and asks me to straddle him. Hell yah! Round two – Wohoo! Round two rolls into round three doggie style, round three rolls into round four in the shower. We sleep for a couple of hours and then have round 5 and 6. We must have passed out after that, because the next thing I remember is Kari-Anna knocking on the door asking me if I had to meet my boss at a certain time.
Crap! Its 8am and I have to say goodbye to my wonderful bartender. He takes a shower with me and we discuss how long I am going to be in Vegas and he says that he will come back tonight. Mmmmm gotta love those bartenders.
Cock Size Ranking: Solid 10! Was the best cock to date
Cock Taste Ranking: I don’t know – we never got around to a blowjob – he just wanted to keep fucking me which I was all for.
Orgasm Ranking: Solid 10! I have never had so many mind blowing orgasms in one night. I was so relaxed the next day my boss didn’t even get on my nerves!

What happens in Vegas Stays in Vegas - right???

Ohhh yeah...

Work convention, kids are at home with mom.  Time to be an adult and fuck anyone and everyone that catches my fancy.  This is going to be a fucking awesome week!

Night one...


    Check in to my hotel and am upgraded to a suit.  SWEET!  I walk into the room, see a small room with a toilet to the left, a 60" flat screen TV on the wall in front of me with a small desk/internet connection and a window with a view of the Excalibur... a small couch table and couch.... Hm mm where am I supposed to sleep?  Then I see the adjoining door and am led into PARADISE!!!!  Wall to wall closets and California size King bed across from a hidden 60" TV complete with X box, ps3 and WII... Not to mention the adjoining bathroom complete with shower and separate Jacuzzi Bath AND TV AND separate walled in toilet AND two sinks.  I am in HEAVEN!
  So... the boss is not coming in for the convention till tomorrow and there is an open bar tonight... what to do?  lol  ok, so of course I dress to kill.  I guess I should probably mention that I am a 6' tall Marylin Monroe look alike. I mingle with several groups until I find a tall dark and handsome man that shows some interest. We talk and meet up with his coworkers/friends and they feed me drinks for several hours while we flirt.  Jamie is a smoker, which is a turn off - but... I can tell that he has a decent sized cock by checking out the bulge in his pants.
     I maneuver Jaimie into walking me back to my room and of course invite him in.  I give him the tour of the awesome room and then invite him to sit on the couch with me. He looks faintly uncomfortable.  I ask him, "Jaimie, is everything ok?" as I slide my hand up his thigh, grazing his already hard cock.
   He looks at me, and says, "You're a really nice woman, not to mention amazingly sexy, but I am a good guy - I don't want to take advantage of you drunk."
    Are you kidding me?  How is it that I have found the one man in Vegas who doesn't want to take advantage of a drunk 6 foot tall blond with sex on the brain? I will just have to convince him otherwise.  I want sex and I want to see this dick of his that is straining against his black jeans.
   Taking matters into my own hand, I straddle Jaimie and rub up against his cock while kissing him senseless. He grabs me by my hips squeezing as he kisses back. He pulls away and we are both breathing heavily.  I slide down his lap to kneel in front of him while unbuckling his belt and releasing his dick from its uncomfortable jail. He is a huge as I expected. mmmmm this is going to be fun.
   I take his dick in my hands and my fingers don't touch he is so big around. I need to taste him, so I guide him to my mouth.  I lick his tip, spreading the precum in a circular motion. I look up and see him watching me breathing hard. I smile at him and take his entire cock into my mouth feeling him at the back of my throat. I circle my tongue around his dick and feel his hands in my hair, pulling me and pushing me on his cock at the speed he wants. Suddenly (too suddenly) I feel him shooting down my throat.
     Damn!  I wanted to feel him penetrate me.  I can't help thinking I hope he can get hard again soon. Jaimie looks stunned and he pulls me up and takes me to the bedroom.  We mess around for a while and he still can't get hard.  Just my luck. Its 3am now, and he asks me if I want him to stay over, and I tell not to worry about it.  He finds my cell phone, puts my number in his and leans down to kiss me goodbye.  I am laying there completely naked and pull him down to me and ask him if he could at least take care of me before he leaves.
    He sits down on the bed, and slides three long fingers and expertly finds my g-spot massaging me quickly. Almost immediately, I start to squirt completely soaking his hand and the bed beneath me, I scream out in complete release.  I cum so hard that I have to call down for more towels so I can cover the bed and sleep dry.  Jaimie leaves and I catch a few hours of sleep before its time to meet my boss...

Cock Size Ranking:  Adequate, but lacking in endurance and recovery time
Cock Taste Ranking: Slightly fruity - yum
Orgasm Ranking:  Would have preferred to be penetrated by his cock, but his fingers got the job done.