Date: December 14th, 2010 7:11 PM
Author: Electric infuriating candlestick maker casino
sorry earth, i made a guy drive 100 miles to fuck me.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
'Cause I'm a baller. Actually, according to my buddy, I'm only a baller if I can get him to drive here in rush hour traffic, buy me dinner AND lick my ass.
2 out of three ain't bad. I paid for dinner 'cause it's kind of like fuel. I don't like sucking dick when his stomach is growling anyway.
Skee-Ball guy aka Pike came by. And he is bound to find this blog because he saw my email when it was open, even though I file everything and nothing was in my inbox. I'm anal like that. In more ways than one. Uhm... Don't be intimidated, I never write anything bad and I have never outed any of my guys. Though I so badly want to ruin the life of one in particular.
This guy is incredibly sexy and busts out the aggressiveness without me having to ask for it. At one point, I had my legs wrapped around him and he took off his shirt and in one fell swoop tied it around my mouth to gag me while he fucked me. He pins me down and says really dirty stuff and then shifts back to cute when we're out on the balcony stoging it. He's 6'3" compared to my 5'1" and I strain my neck to kiss him but I especially like it when he comes behind me and I get to push back against him, giving him all the wrong ideas.
His skin is soft but his touch is firm and never shaky. His hands slide over my skin, cupping my curves as his lips graze that hot spot on my neck. He moans into my ears as he feels my wetness. Wow. This is getting to be the kind of erotica that I don't usually like to write. But I'll save the gritty details on Pike for a rainy day. I have to google "how to clean anal beads."
I grabbed his cock and felt it slowly press against my ass. Without actual lube, spit was our only choice and I didn't feel the urge to pull away as I usually do. I just wanted him deep so I'd push back and beg him to pump my ass harder. I was drenching and I needed all those extra filthy mutterings in between moans and thrusts to make me come.
—Helen Chiu, blogging as zoeynym (Yep, she's Azn!)