SheJay: Let's Play a Game

     "I bet I can make you cum in 5 sucks" SheJay said as we stripped off our clothes. "Oh, is there some new trick you learned?" I said, as I pulled down her pants & panties. "You'll see" she said as my pants fell down towards my ankles. I stepped out of my pants & threw off what was left of my shirt, as SheJay had basically clawed it off of me. "5 sucks" she said. I was intrigued to find out how.
     I didn't have to wait long as she knelt down & began her work. With one movement, SheJay opened her mouth wide & swallowed my cock whole. Her tongue started swirling around the bottom of my shaft, as her throat started massaging my head. The rest of her mouth muscles started tightening & loosening around the shaft, applying just the right amount of pressure. Her entire mouth region started giving my a high powered cock massage. I wasn't sure how she doing it without a gag reflex.
     After a few minutes, she pulled away from my cock. I was already getting weak. "That was amazing" I gasped. "That was one. Here's two" she cooed, diving right back in. This time, she grabbed my ass cheeks & pulled them apart. With her right hand, she shoved a finger into my ass, while her left hand started to massage my balls; all of this while her mouth continued working its magic.
     I started feeling the pressure build up in my cock. This woman's skills were incredible. I began to think I wasn't going to make it to 5 strokes, the way she was going. I was determined to make it to number six. I tried thinking of other things to keep myself from cumming too soon. Food, sports, work, anything to put off the inevitable.
     SheJay pulled out & repeated the process two more times. I was proud of myself. I had made it to suck number 5. All I had to do was to make it through this one & she lost. Victory would be mine. SheJay dove in again, putting her finger up my ass while her mouth continued its extremely good impression of a Hoover vacuum cleaner. Just as I figured I was going to win this bed, SheJay pulled out all the stops & shoved her fingure up my ass harder & further.
     That pretty much did it. I started breathing heavily & grunted, trying not to cum. "I'm going to cum" I screamed as I felt my load about to pop out. SheJay pulled out just in time as my cum shot out & covered her breasts. She rubbed my cum onto her skin as she proudly smiled. She looked up at me & said "I win". She may have won that round but there were many more rounds to play.

Much Delayed Valentine's Day post - Part 2

...Fiona came over to me. I was still seated in the chair, completely dressed in my suit & my hands were still handcuffed. With a wicked grin, Fiona undid my belt & yanked down my pants. My cock sprang out of my pants. "Mmmmm" Fiona said.  "I need this in my mouth". Fiona licked her lips, spat on my cock, & started stroking it hard & fast. Then, cradling my balls, she started licking & sucking it. As she deep throated me, her throat muscles massaged my shaft, taking all 8 inches with ease. I started moaning & leaned my head back, completely powerless to do anything but enjoy her skills.
     Blasian watched this for a while. Then, she decided that she wanted to join in the fun. She came over & undid my handcuffs. Then, Blasian positioned one leg onto the back of the chair, put her pussy onto my face, grabbed my head, & forced it into her waiting pussy. She was still wet from the pounding Fiona gave her & her juices were still flowing. While Blasian started grinding her pussy into my face, my hands started getting occupied. My life hand reached up & cradled Blasian's ass, slowly splitting the crack of her ass apart so that I could work a finger into her ass.
     While my left hand was busy pleasing Blasian's ass, my right hand reached down & grabbed Fiona's hair. I alternated between caressing her hair & forcing her head further down onto my shaft. I needed to cum but I wanted to get Blasian off first. I concentrated on Blasian's pussy, working my tongue between her clit, her lips, & going inside of her. Blasian grinded even harder, moaning louder as I went. I knew she was close so I put extra effort into it until she came all over my face.
     While Blasian was coming down off another orgasm, I went back to grabbing Fiona's head. I pumped her head up & down my sheft, wanting her to take my cum in her mouth. Finally, I could feel my lava rise from my volcano. Jerking my hips up & down, I held Fiona's head down onto my cock as I shot a huge load into Fiona's mouth. Good girl that Fiona is, she took it all like a vacuum cleaner & slurped my cum all up. Fiona & Blasian weren't done with me, though....

Oral Sex

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Sorry I've Been Away

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     It's been a long week of helping to take care of my friend with the brain tumor, on top of all the work I've been doing. A friend of mine gave me a book called "the 33 Strategies of War" by Robert Greene. It's part of Robert Greene's trilogy of book of strategies & rules; this one about war, one about power, & the last one concerning seduction (political & social, not sexual).

     These books are of the self help variety but are not your typical Tony Robbins psycho mumbo jumbo about inner peace & stuff. These books are more a kick in the ass & more reality based. So far, it's a great book & one where I find myself reading every paragraph 2 or 3 times in order to digest it all. That would explain why it's taking me forever to read it.
     My favorite passage so far (I'm only on strategy 5) is this one: "It can be valuable to analyze what went wrong in the past, but it is far more important to develop the capacity to think in the moment. In that way you will make far fewer mistakes to analyze.
     Think of the mind as a river: the faster it flows, the better it keeps up with the present & responds to change. The faster it flows, also the more it refreshes itself & the greater its energy. Obsessional thoughts, past experiences (whether traumas or successes), & preconcieved notions are like boulders or mud in this river, settling & hardening there & damming it up. The river stops moving; stagnation sets in. You must wage constant war on this tendancy in the mind.
     The first step is simply to be aware of the process & of the need to fight it. The second is to adopt a few tactics that might help you to restore the mind's flow."
     There's something to digest to a little while. Of course, I would've put it another way: JUST DO IT.

Carpe Diem

Most people sleepwalk through life. Like rats in a maze, they follow along a path trying to find cheese that never exists. I bring this up because a couple of weeks ago, a friend of mine almost died, through no fault of her own. One minute she was fine. The next minute, she had massive headaches & started throwing up. She was taken to the hospital, where the doctors sent her to emergency surgery. It turns out, she had a tumor lodged in her brain that moved into the wrong spot.


Now, she didn’t know she had a tumor. After all, it’s not something that usually shows up in your regular physical. The bad news is that it’s in a part of the brain where they can’t completely get at it to take it out. The good news is that it’s noncancerous.

The doctors moved it back so that it won’t bother her & the prognosis looks good for a full recovery. However, think about it. One minute, you have your life in front of you. The next minute, you’re being rushed to possible life ending surgery. Think about what you would give at that moment to do things better in your life. Think about the dreams you would give anything to have a chance to fulfill. How would you live your life, if given a chance to live again?

Now, she’s been given the chance to find out. I hope she takes what’s happened to her as a sign to finally live her dreams. There are no do-overs in life but most people live their lives like there are. Most people are like rats in a maze. Don’t be. Never give up on your dreams. If you don’t like your situation, change it. If you think it’s too tough, it’s because you’re limiting yourself. Changing your situation takes guts.

Most people are slaves to their past. There’s nothing you can do to change your past so get over it. There’s only the present & the future. Only one of those is guaranteed & that’s the present. The future never is. Life is precious & every day is a gift. Use the gift wisely. Use every day wisely. Carpe diem. Seize the day.

NYC: the Stroke

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     It was a long day at work. I had a night planned with Blasian. I needed her. I needed her body. I needed to work off some steam.
     I went to her place & let myself in (she told me the door would be unlocked for me). I heard some noise coming from her bedroom. Curious, I put down my coat & walked towards the noise. I turned into her room & there was Blasian. She was naked on the bed with a black thick dildo working in & out of her pussy. She had started the party without me.
     I watched her for about a minute. No words were exchange. Just my eyes enjoying Blasian in erotic passion. My cock started stirring, trying to break free from its cloth covered prison. I needed to do something. I needed to release.
     I slowly took off my clothes as Blasian watched & smiled. There I stood, naked. My cock was pulsating. 8" long. 2" thick. Hard. Throbbing. Shaved. Aching.
     I spotted a bottle of baby oil that we used the other night. I walked over & grabbed the bottle. I started pouring some of the oil onto Blasian's body. Her large breasts glistened; the candle light shining off of her pleasure mounds. Her large brown nipples pierced the air, standing at attention with goose pimples making a pattern on them.
     She rubbed the baby oil all over her beautiful, fit body. As she did, I began pouring the baby oil all over my body, massaging it all over my muscles. One muscle, though, craved extra attention. I needed to give it some.
     I started working the oil all over my cock. First, I gave it long slow strokes along the shaft. Up & down. Up & down. My hard shaft looked beautiful. I then started working the bottom lip of the head. The nerves endings danced their appreciative dance.
     All the while, Blasian & I ogled each other like starving people possessed. She continued to work the black dildo in & out of her pussy while I stood next to the bed stroking my member. I grunted & slowed up my strokes, not wanting to cum too quickly. I wanted to enjoy this moment. I wanted to enjoy the both of us pleasuring ourselves.
     She moaned loudly as her orgasm built up & overtook her body. Mini earthquakes shook every fiber of her being. Her head jerked back & forth. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Finally, the aftershocks stopped. She lay there for a minute, satisfied with her work but still wanting more. I continued standing there, slowly stroking away.
     Blasian decided she couldn't just watch any more. Still on her back, she positioned herself on the edge of her bed with her head almost directly underneath me. She tapped my legs to widen. They did as they were told. With me still stroking, Blasian's head reached up towards where her tongue & lips wanted to be. Suddenly, I felt luscious lips touching my shaven balls.
     Blasian started sucking & licking my balls. Her hand reached backwards towards my ass & slowly caressed it. I was in heaven already but I was about to go much higher. Blasian started putting a finger up my ass with one hand, while smacking my ass with her other hand & still sucking & licking my balls.
     After a few minutes, my body went into scensory overload. I stroked my cock faster & faster, wanting to release my cum onto her body. "Cum baby cum" she said, in between licks. "Cum on my tits. I want that cum on my tits like lotion, baby. Give it to me".
     That's all it took. With a loud grunt, I released my load like a shotgun. First pump: my cum landed on her right breast & started dripping off of her nipple. Reload. Second pump: my cum made a creamy line from her right breast towards her left one; a river of white, silky goodness. Reload. Third pump: my cum needed to hit the left breast. Target aquired. Direct hit. Reload & reload & reload. Pump & pump & pump.
     "Good boy" Blasian cooes. As I finish pumping the last of the cum out of my pipe, Blasian massaged my cum into her breasts. Then, she flipped over onto her stomach & brought her lips to the head of my cock. With one swift movement, she orally sucked my remaining cum out of me like a suction pump. We shared many more adventures that night; each one better than the previous one.

NYC: Angry Fuck

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     It was a long, cold day & I was in a raw, angry mood. I got home & had taken off my clothes when I got a text from Blasian. It read:
Back & coming over. Raw, nasty, angry.
     She was coming back from a business trip. Even though I know she sleeps with other people, especially when she's out of town, I could tell she hadn't this time by the urgency of the tweet. I took a shower & put on my bathrobe, just in time to hear my doorbell ring.
     I opened the door. There stood Blasian in a long fur coat & high heels. "How did you walk in the snow in high heels?" I asked. "Shut up. Let's go. Time to fuck" she said as she walked by me towards the bedroom. She stripped off her coat & turned around. She was completely nude. I walked over to her & dropped my bathrobe.
     We kissed each other hard. Our lips attacking each other; pulling & biting each other. She dug her names into my back & scraped them against the skin. There was anger with each movement; animalistic passion in each touch.
     Blasian spit in my face, laughed, & slapped me. "What are you gonna do about it, huh? Come on" she said strernly. I grabbed her by the hair & threw her on the bed. She laughed more as she spread her legs. I got on top of her so that I could do the fasted, hardest drilling possible. I slammed my cock into her & started fucking her hard, revelling in her painful expressions. She started slamming her pussy into my hips as I thrusted into her like a jackhammer.
     Our bodies grabbed each other as we took out our frustrations of the day on each other. It was wild & animalistic. It became less about fucking & more about releasing tension. Each muscle contrasted with our movements. There was no moaning; only screaming, grunting, & cursing. A pure erotic workout. A completely angry fuck.
     I punished her pussy hard as she fucked me back. I grabbed her hair & pulled her head back. Faster & faster I went, her wet pussy getting wetter by the minute. Her body screamed for relief but I wasn't about to give it to her. She was gonna have to earn it.
     After a little while, she arched her back & grabbed my back tighter. Every one of her muscles tightened as she began to ride her wave. She kept grinding her hips against me as she came. I kept drilling her pussy until I came inside her a few minutes later. We collapsed into each other & rested for a few. Then, we did it again. What a great way to relieve some stress.