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TMI Tuesday and Names

Keeping track of various blogger and lifestyle friends can be really confusing sometimes.  You see, there are no less than 7 women with the same name that we know primarily through the internet.  5 of our blogger friends have this name, as do two women we know in lifestyle circles, one whom we’ve had a first date with and the other a first date is near.

Who are you IM’ing with, honey?

I’m chatting with ****?

Which one?

The one from SwapperNet…

Which one?

To make matters worse, when we’re referring to the blogger friends with this name, saying “The one from Rhode Island” or “The one from Minnesota” doesn’t even help!  There’s still more than 1!!

You see what I mean?  Of course, this was the number 1 girls name the year I was born, so I shouldn’t be surprised at the number of women with this name, but still…

On to this weeks questions!

Have you ever…

1. had sex with someone ten years older or younger than you?

Almost and yes.  A recent partner [who I can't wait to see again!] is about 8 yrs older than me.  Ann, aka my worst lay ever, was 13 yrs younger.  And there was another woman, never written about, who was at least 10 yrs younger.  But unlike Ann, she was pretty damn good

2. drawn from a nude model or been a nude model?

My artistic talents are pretty much non-existent, so no to drawn.  Do HNTs count, though?  God knows there are plenty of nude pictures of me!

3. had sex at a company Christmas party?

Not at it, but afterwards Veronica and I drove to her office for the express purpose of fucking on her desk.

Hey Veronica, think we could do that again?  Go to your office after hours?

4. had a blind date?

A true blind date, nope and I don’t feel like I’m missing anything.

5. slept with a teacher?

Just about everyone I’ve slept with has taught me something, so I’m gonna say yes!  Don’t think any of them were teachers in the traditional sense, though…

Bonus (as in optional): had sex with someone within an hour of meeting them?

Very close.  I think I knew Darla for about 3 hours before I slipped inside her from behind.  Mmm, happy memories…

And now that I think about it, once we met in person, I don’t think it was more than 2 hours before SwingerWife and I had sex.  But we already knew each other for about a month, so maybe that doesn’t count.

Have a great day everyone!!

Carry on without me

No, me and my blog aren’t going anywhere!

I’m on the road today and tomorrow with will very limited access to the internet, especially the good stuff, since I’m traveling with my work computer [and all the filters and firewalls] so you may not see me online again until Tuesday morning.  The worst part?  The trip is already shaping up to be a boondoggle because other people can’t seem to do their job with the least bit of competence.

On top of that, due to mismatched flights I have 3 hours to kill in Atlanta this afternoon waiting for my boss, and my dear friend Southern Vixen likely won’t be able to get away to say hi and spend a little time with me.

I hope every enjoys what’s left of their weekends!

Oh, and a note to blog friends with my phone number- I’m all alone in a hotel room tonight.  Just sayin’…  

A Road Increasingly Well-Traveled

It had been 3 days since we had sex due to a combination of distance and biology, leaving both of us horny as hell.  I say goodnight to the new blog friend I was chatting with and join Veronica in the bedroom.  She is wearing nothing but a silk negligie and looking gorgeous as always.

I lie back on the bed and she envelopes my cock in her warm, wet mouth, taking me deep and bringing me to full hardness.  I’m so hard it almost hurts.  Sensing that, Veronica climbs on, lowering her almost dripping wet cunt onto my cock, not stopping until she’s fully impaled herself on me.

But her knee has been hurting, making it difficult for her to ride me. [The next day she would see the orthopedist, who diagnosed a ligament strain in her knee.  Ouch...].  She moves to her knees, sticking her ass up in the air for me.  I move back and admire the view of her calves, her thighs, her ass, the curves of her hips, the way she lays her chest on the bed and sticks her ass high in the air.  Her pussy is visibly wet and swollen, the lips gaping open slightly.

But it’s the opening above her pussy that interests me tonight.

A drop of lube on her ass and I start exploring her rear passage with one finger, working it in, feeling her yield to me, hearing her moan in appreciation.  A generous coating of lube on my cock and I slip inside her ass, pausing partway to allow her to relax and accommodate me.  She starts moving her hips side-to-side, back-and-forth, working me the rest of the way in, until I’m balls deep in her ass.

Putting my knees between hers, I force her legs wide and push her down, laying her down flat on her belly, her hips tilted up, offering her ass to me.  Kinda like in that picture, only with her legs spread…

You like to fuck my ass?  Oh yeah, I’m just your little anal slut, fuck my ass hard with your big cock…

It drives me crazy when she talks like that during anal and I cum almost shamefully fast, pulling out and shooting across her ass and back, sliding a finger into her ass at the same time, feeling how my cock opened her up.

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As always, the next day I ask how she’s feeling.  In the past, anal sex often left her a little tender the following day, enough so that we would not have sex that day.  Recently that has not been the case, as she enjoys it more and isn’t as tense, which has the side effect of minimizing tenderness the next day.

Actually, I feel fine.  That was so quick last night, I could almost do anal again tonight.

Again?  Really?  I warn her not to tease me like that, because if there is one thing I never turn down, it’s a chance to fuck her ass.  Seriously, I’ve said “no, not tonight” to many things in bed before, but never that!

We climb into bed after another long day, both of us nude.  She quickly pushes down the covers and takes me into her mouth, pulls me onto my side, positioning me so that she can comfortably deep-throat me.  We settle into a nice rhythm, her taking me deep into her throat, me gently thrusting my hips into her face.

I want you to fuck my ass again tonight

She rolls onto her side, back to me

My knee hurts, lets start this way

Right to anal, you don’t want me in your pussy first?

Sure, why not?

I lube one finger and coat her opening with it, then do the same with my cock, asking how she feels.  After all, we’ve never ever ever ever had anal sex 2 days in a row and while the night before was brief, it was intense and hard…

I’m fine, now stick your cock in my ass!

Yes, ma’am!  I part her cheeks with my left hand and guide my cock into her ass with my right, slowly nestling myself inside her.  Just like the night before, she begins to wiggle around, working me deeper inside.  But this is a more intimate position and we start gently, kissing and touching as I slowly grind into her.

You can pick up the pace and go harder if you want

No, I like it like this for now.  But don’t worry, you’ll get it hard and fast soon enough.

Again she rolls over onto her belly, tilting her ass up in the air for me.  I swear, I never get enough of Veronica’s ass and I don’t just mean fucking it.  Just look at that picture above?  Goddamn I love that woman’s figure!  I pick up the pace, driving hard and fast into her, hearing her moan and groan in pleasure, feeling my orgasm building until I release, this time deep inside her.

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The next day I again ask her how her ass feels.  Given our history with anal, I always make it a point to make sure she feels okay the next day.  During our conversation, she hints that maybe a third night in a row might be a possibility and maybe we should see how many nights in a row we could have anal sex before she said “enough”.

Alas, a third night in the row way not to be.

Though we did have some pretty awesome sex.  Just not in her ass

Did anyone click on the picture?

Why not…

I’ve seen a few others try this Friday Fill-in meme and I’m feeling lazy today, so I’m giving it a shot.

And…here we go!

1. It’s going to be nice to have a nice quiet weekend at  home.

2. My favorite thing for dinner lately has been pizza since I’ve already had it twice this week!

3. Good thing my dog doesn’t  bark! bark! bark!

4. A nice long walk helps me clear my head when my mind is jumbled and I have trouble focusing on the task at hand.

5. I have several blog friends who could really use some good news.

6. When all is said and done, I can honestly say that I tried my best.

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to relaxing with the family and sex with Veronica, tomorrow my plans include going for a nice long bike ride and more sex with Veronica and Sunday, I want to wake up and fool around with Veronica before I get on a plane to Atlanta for an overnight business trip.  Once I get there I hope to have a late lunch with Southern Vixen and maybe we’ll fool around too !

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A few weeks ago the lovely Lois Lane tagged me with the “Soundtrack of My Life” meme.  I wrote an almost 1400 word draft while on the plane to Seattle, but looking back, I don’t think I like what I wrote.  I promise Lois, I’m gonna do it, AND tag Veronica as you suggested, I just need to find the time!

I also feel like writing a little erotica about what Veronica and I did the last two nights in a row.  For the first time ever…

Hope everyone has a great weekend!

HNT- What’s under my kilt?

While Veronica and I where in Seattle last week, Emmy and Garbonzo [okay, Garbonzo lead the way..] took us to the Utilikilts store.  Garbonzo has a collection of kilts that he wears on an almost daily basis and wanted to go there to get another one.

While I did not bow to peer pressure and buy one, or even try one on, I did change my mind the next day and borrowed his newest kilt for a picture or two.

What do you think, is it me?

*click-click to see what’s underneath*

Did you see what you were expecting?  Remember, it’s the first Thursday of the month, which means it’s Retro HNT time!

Veronica is joined by a special friend for the letter “Q” this week.  Trust me, it’s worth a look

Now go visit Osbasso to see who else is playing and check out The Other HNT for some extra-special nekkidness.

Put your money where your mouth is

Do you say you support our troops?  Do you actually do anything about it?  If not, here is your chance.

The fantastically awesome Hope is doing all she can to help our American men and women in Iraq and Afghanistan by sending a whole shit-load of care packages, but she can’t do it by herself.

Click here to read her post about it today.

Your help would be appreciated, not only by her but by those she is trying to support.  There is even a link on her blog for PayPal to make it easy for you.

HNT will be up at midnight eastern.  In the meanwhile, do the right thing and show Hope some love.

Flexibility Is Sexy

I don’t know what it is, but there is something about a very flexible woman that is soooo sexy to me.  Maybe it’s the implied athleticism, the position potential, or something else entirely…

How about this woman’s back?

I wonder if she could hold that position if I dove in face first?

Stay right there, I’m on my way, smiley!

Love the skirt…

Yesterday Veronica handed me this DVD, which had just come in the mail, featuring this woman:

That’s just one of the many things I love about Veronica.  I mention something that turns me on and she does something to do that for me.

Here’s hoping she develops the flexibility to do a full split on my face before moving down to ride my cock like that

Can any of my readers do a split like that?  Go ahead, feed my fantasies, like I need any help…

TMI Tuesday #189

If anyone has made it over to my friend Garbonzo’s blog and read his post about joining Veronica and I in Seattle, you may have noticed his reference to kilts.

You might want to return on Thursday… 

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I’m writing this from my sisters house in NY.  I returned home to news that an old friend from my youth died last week and decided that I had to go pay my respects.  I was reminded of a few things:

• 40 is way too goddamn young to die
• There is perhaps nothing sadder in life that watching a mother bury her child.  Heartbreaking does not begin to describe it
• Be careful mixing prescription drugs, the results can be fatal.  Her death was an accidental overdose
• It’s a shame that as the years go by, friends are brought together more by sad events than by happy ones
• Some of my best friends are people I’ve known for 25-30 years [remember, I'm 39] and my life is better because they are a part of it.  I’m going to do a better job at staying in touch with them.

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TMI Tuesday #189- Dating Edition

1. What was the last movie you saw on a date?

Darling Boy and I had a man-date to see Night at the Museum a week or so ago.  With Veronica, it was probably Batman last summer.  We tend to do other things on dates

2. What was the last meal you had on a date?

I had bangers and mash at an English Pub in Seattle with Veronica, Emmy and Garbonzo.

3. When was the last time you made out in the car on a date? More?

A few weeks ago, driving home from a strip club.  I seem to remember Veronica blowing me while I drove home.

4. Using a dating websites do you think you are more likely to find a “hook up” or a relationship?

Well, since we go looking for hook-ups…

Don’t look at me that way!  What do you think swingers websites are for?  Of course, our goal is to find a friends with benefits situation, so perhaps a “hook-up relationship” is what we’re looking for and hope to find!

5. Do you have any special “first” date rituals? Flowers, certain restaurant, etc.

Not really.  Though Veronica and I try to arrange it that we’re NOT sitting next to each other with the other couple.  She’ll try to sit with the other man, leaving me and the other woman to sit together.  Makes flirting and casual contact much easier that way.

BONUS QUESTION: Do you believe in sex on the first date? Can a relationship bloom if you have sex on the first date?

Sure, why not?  Though we’ve only had sex on the first date with another couple once and actually prefer NOT to do so.  I don’t see why a relationship can’t bloom if you have sex on a first date, but I’m lacking experience in that area.  Any volunteers?

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Veronica has her TMI answers up as well, along with the story of our visit to the worst strip club EVER in Seattle.  And of course if you visit Tits for Troops today you’ll see both of us.  Have I ever told you that my wife has fan-fucking-tastic tits?  You should check her out

When World’s Collide

Or at least gently bump into one another…

Wednesday evening Veronica and I were supposed to have a late dinner with our good friend, my former office wife, and object of fantasy, Lisa.  The timing was perfect, as Emmy and Garbonzo were due into town the following afternoon and we were hoping to spend the bulk of our free time visiting with them and sightseeing around the city.  Unfortunately, Lisa had something come up and asked if we could reschedule for later in the week. I told her not to worry about it and we would figure something out.

Thursday morning [after making a quick round of my favorite HNT’ers, because I do have my priorities] I ran into Lisa, who suggested dinner Friday evening. Sure, why not, we’ll explain to Emmy and Garbonzo that we were going to have dinner with some other friends and catch up with them later.

But Veronica, as always quick with an alibi, suggests that perhaps we can all have dinner together, with the cover story that she and Garbonzo knew each from discussion boards on www.allrecipes.com. They both love to cook, so it’s at least plausible, right? We made plans for dinner and filled Emmy and Garbonzo in on the cover story.

We all meet in the hotel lobby and introductions are made all around. Along with Lisa is Janet, who works as the research assistant in the laboratory of our old doctoral advisor. Janet was the ‘mom’ in the lab, keeping everything running and dealing with many of the day-to-day aspects of running an academic research lab. Emmy and Garbonzo currently live in the same city that Lisa’s husband is from, so they immediately have fodder for conversation, which leads to the discovery that Lisa’s aunt is a professor at a college in the mid-west, the same college that Emmy and Garbonzo attended. They even know who Lisa’s aunt is!

So there I am at dinner, Veronica to my left, Janet to my right, and Emmy, Garbonzo and Lisa across from us. Janet, the 50-something, conservative, prudish, mother figure; Lisa, my dear, dear friend, who has not a clue about this blog [we have a family friendly clean blog that she does know about; don’t try finding it on your own, it’s under a different Google account…]. And then there is Emmy and Garbonzo, who know us because of our blogs. Garbonzo in particular has been a fan of Veronica’s HNTs since at least last September and they of course know all about our extra-marital adventures. There I sat, looking across the table at my friends, thinking “If Lisa only knew what they know…”

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On our last night in town, Veronica and I finally got around to fucking on the window ledge in our hotel room. With the lights on and the curtains open. If anyone saw a couple fucking through a window of a room on the 17th floor of the Seattle Sheraton on Saturday night, that was us

Emmy was kind enough to serve as our photographer…

BTW, Emmy wrote a little recap of our weekend here.