Friday, April 28, 2006

STFU Friday

after my blog was hijacked yesterday by alien creatures from the planet Uranus (lol, had to go there) i figured i'd get back to the normal JD. i love these pics, and i figured they were the perfect way to usher in the weekend. enjoy. and please don't scroll down and look to see what some mad-man posing as me posted yesterday. sheesh.

Thursday, April 27, 2006

Six Facts for HNT!

thanks to Lucky and Ramblings, I can't dodge this much longer. so here goes, six facts about me. and no, I'm not going to tag anyone else, if you wanna do it, go for it, it'll be fun. in no particular order, and no, they won't all be about sex, lol.

1. the biggest honor for me has been to serve the USA, my adopted homeland, in the military. some days I can't believe I get paid to do what I do, in fact, I got a bonus for doing what I did (flight pay). and for all the left-wing peaceniks, I spent twice as much time as a peacekeeper than I did in combat, so fuck you very much. ;)

2. I have the most wonderful kids any man could ask for. I love being a father. it's what I do best. I was recently reading my oldest daughter's profile on myspace, and she said that her dad was her best friend. she's a teenager. isn't she supposed to be going thru the "I hate my parents" phase? money can't buy that.

3. we have almost lost two of our kids to rare medical problems. we were blessed in both of them coming thru it just fine, but they were literally within hours of dying. in fact, one was medically killed then revived. it's one of the many reasons I adore and cherish my kids so much.

4. I find beauty in almost everything. in grad school I wrote a paper on the "aesthetics of humanism", so I think I know what I'm talking about, LOL. well, I did get an A on it. yes, I was a liberal arts geek. but if you can't find the beauty in something, maybe you're not looking at it from the right angle. ;)

5. I've traveled all over the world and have lived in many countries, both as a child, and in the military. and without a doubt, the USA is the greatest country on this planet. I know it's fashionable to bash the US for everything, but no other people are more generous and welcoming than Americans. I'll be glad to give anyone details in an email, although it would take too long to explain here. suffice to say, if you hate America, feel free to move elsewhere and try to voice your opinions. and take Hanoi Jane and Alec Baldwin with you.

6. I am married to the most amazing woman. I know I don't say it enough, but she really is incredible and I love her deeply. she has so many talents, I couldn't begin to enumerate them here. the only "flaw" she has is that she doesn't like to play online. she is smart (graduated with honors), ambitious, and motivated, while still maintaining a perfect house and taking care of all of us. and you can't tell by my girlish figure, but the woman can cook!!! she's done it professionally. and best of all, she STILL makes my toes curl. enough said.

now you all know way more than you ever wanted to know about JD. oh yeah, after TME's HNT pic, this won't come even close, but here it is.

Wednesday, April 26, 2006


Okay, back by overwhelming popular demand... yep, that's right, two people asked about it, it's Whip It OUT Wednesday. :) Word of warning to people like DNA who surf smut blogs like this at work, make sure it's safe and the backblast area is clear before you scroll down. For all you peacenik civilians, that means make sure no one is standing behind you when you go further.

Just a word of warning, since I wouldn't want someone to have an eye poked out or something.

But it is hard to whip it out, and then not possibly have someone get hurt.

I mean, it's like running with scissors, inevitably somebody's gonna get hurt.

Okay, I know, enough stalling. Sheesh, after some of the recent comments, I feel so cheap for doing this. Nah, just kidding.

But hey, this is a CFNM blog. What's the point of doing this if the guy who writes the blog won't live up to the naked male part. And yes, unnamed commenter, it does play into the male exhibitionist, but the part that makes it different from just flashing people randomly, a hot woman actually asked to see said nekkidness. Okay, so it wasn't very many, but hey, at least one person asked. If I send her enough credit cards and cash, she's even willing to admit it publicly. ;)

So, without further ado or gilding the lily... Huh?

Okay, here it is. It's in keeping with the flight suit theme as well. Just imagine you're Kelly McGillis... ;)

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

TMI Tuesday

1. I love women, I love just about everything about women. I especially love the way women aren't like guys. I can find something to like in just about every woman I know. And I can be friends with women I'm sleeping with.

2. I have been lucky to know several women who liked to experiment, so I've tried just about everything. They were some of my best friends.

3. I've had 7 orgasms in one night, she had many more. Towards the end, it was really just trying to see who could outlast who. It was in college, enough said.

4. I was 16 when I lost my virginity to an older woman, she was 19. The first time sucked. The next few sessions were pretty lame too. After a while I realized it was pretty much her, because my next partner was much better.

5. I love having sex outdoors, any place unexpected really. I've had my share of lovers, and more than half got off doing it in different places.

6. I have received a bj while driving, sure makes the trip go much quicker.

7. I love sex at night, although I don't mind waking up to my partner wanting to fool around, like last night at 2 a.m. And yes, it was worth waking up for that. To quote a famous line from the movie "Cabin Boy", "my pipes are clean."

8. I prefer to have her orgasm first, unless we have all night long, then I enjoy cumming first and lasting much longer for the second go around.

9. I like to be in control. I also like my partner to assume control when it's unexpected, or when she's so turned on, she can't wait anymore. That's really hot.

10. I've cybered before, and I've performed for a couple of female friends while they watched me on webcams. The first time I did that was probably one of the most intense orgasms I've ever had. (The whole CFNM thing, you know).

11. I have had some threesomes and we once did it with another couple, a foursome. I've also had several one-night stands. Some were great, others sucked. Sometimes I'd wished I'd just gone home alone and jerked off.

12. I'd rather have sex than argue. If you want to win and argument, take your top off (applies to women only).

13. I love to make out, foreplay can be just as hot as sex.

14. I love when a woman moans and makes lots of sound, it's like cheering.

15. Dirty talk turns me on, especially when it's in context. And talking about fantasies and role-playing can be really fun too, but not all the time.

16. I love to kiss. I can kiss for hours. I especially love to kiss women's breasteses. I love breasts of all shapes and sizes, although a nice rear and legs are important too.

17. My favorite position is reverse cowgirl and me on top from behind, with her lying flat, my legs outside of hers. If you're having a hard time visualizing it, leave a comment, I'll describe it in more detail. And for any ladies, I'm willing to demonstrate. ;)

18. I enjoy giving and receiving, although not simultaneously. 69 is overrated. If you're doing it right, she won't be able to concentrate on doing you, and vice versa. I had one lover with whom we'd only do oral. It was every bit as hot as penetration.

19. I love to watch porn, especially the vintage stuff from the 70s and 80s. Give me anything with Annette Haven or Ginger Lynn.

20. I love to read and write erotica. Some of my experiences can be found in my archives. Although I sometimes write fantasy, I like reading and writing about real experiences more.

21. I love to give sensuous massages. I learned it as part of the program of study in a karate dojo. Learning about pressure points, etc.

22. I was pretty wild before I met my wife, especially in college. We've done some "experimenting" together. Let's just say, she's no longer bi curious. Now she knows she likes it.

23. I love having sex in water: pool, hot tub, beach, etc.

24. I sleep in a shirt and boxers, but sometimes I also sleep naked.

25. I love going to strip clubs, I'm very visual and can appreciate beauty in all forms, especially the naked female form.

Monday, April 24, 2006

Manic Monday's Miscellaneous Rants and Ramblings

it's Monday, reason enough to have to vent. let's just say, I've got a lot of pent up frustration right now, nudge nudge, wink wink.

Saturday was festival in the park. in other words, MILFs on parade. at one point I even saw a woman that reminded me of Kristen. yes, Kristen, KJ, that hot former dancer MILF from the Midwest so many of us adore. of course this chick didn't have the breasteses that Kristen has, but she could've passed for her sister, to be sure. once again, I was amazed by the number of babes hanging out with some of the biggest losers you can imagine. what is it with hot women being attracted to walking douchebags? has the pool of available guys become so tainted and where do we add the chlorine?

I'm driving Sunday and get behind a corvette convertible. not a C6, but a C5, still a pretty hot car. I shoulda known better when I notice the driver can barely see over the steering wheel. so I'm following and I notice she's doing 45 in a 45. wtf? I mean, it's a fucking corvette, I don't think it shifts out of second gear until it hits 50. then she turns onto another road, where the speed limit is 55. there's a car coming several hundred yards away. does she accelerate around the on ramp and merge smoothly since the sign says to yield? fuck no, she comes to a complete stop and waits for an eternity for this car to pass. it said "yield", not surrender, bitch!!!! you're driving a fucking corvette." so she turns into the nicest neighborhood in my town, which means there are covenants that force people to actually take the wheels off the mobile homes instead of leaving them on. just kidding, I think the cheapest house in the neighborhood is a cool mill or more. just because the bitch has money, doesn't mean she should be allowed to drive a car she has no skillz to drive. fuck me, why does that always happen to me, to have to drive behind retards like that? give me the car, I'll show you how to drive it, sheesh.

since Friday night sex didn't happen, either with anyone or alone, damnit, I figured I'd suck up to Mrs. JD to make sure I got lucky. I did my best impersonation of Raul the gardner and Antonio the pool boy, working my ass off all day outside. I even washed the dog and the cars. did I get lucky? did I get a thank you anything? fuck no. by the time I finished up with everything, she was in bed, asleep. so yeah, pardon the fuck out of me if I'm a bit pissy today.

oh yeah, hope you had a good weekend.

PS: Lucky, I'll see your prickly thing and raise you two root balls. ;)

Friday, April 21, 2006

Free-for-all Friday

since i've established quite a following in the alternative lifestyle community (one person) i thought i'd post some eyecandy for her. the pic is of a friend of mine, Charlene, who wanted to jazz up her painting project a little. :) yeah, i know she's incredible. the best part was that it was her hubby Tony taking the pics. you can't buy friends like this, trust me, i've tried.

and maybe i might get some comments from guys who might stumble across my blog but are put off by my pics, lol. can't say i blame ya, fellas. and since Heather is in the midst of a painting project... ;)

Charlene and Tony, love you guys.

Thursday, April 20, 2006

Happy Half Nekkid Thursday

After Whip It Out Wednesday, I figured I better get in the spirit of HNT and not get so nekkid. I know Tom Cruise has gone off the edge of the world when it comes to sanity, but no one can deny the impact of his best movie, Top Gun. Yeah it's his best movie, he flies jets, rides a cool bike, and does the nasty with Kelly McGillis. Well, now that Kelly has the hots for JD, I figured I'd get her hot by taking off my flight suit. ;) Do ya think it worked? LMAO. Okay, it was lame, but I think the pic turned out kinda cool. Go ahead, bash away. After all, I'm only here for your amusement. ;)

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Whip It Out Wednesday

I've made some really hot friends in Blogland in just a short time, and one of them suggested saving the jokes for Thursdays, since they get more comments than my HNT pics, and just whipping it out on Wednesdays. Since my blog deals with CFNM, I want to stay close to the concept.

Yeah, yeah, I'll still post stupid jokes and funny pics and my mostly lame-ass stories, blah, blah, blah. I know nobody really reads this shit. It's usually, oh geez, JD posted his dick again. Or it's, cute pic, where are the jokes? Or many times it's just, click the back button already. If you think I'm kidding, look at the number of hits and then the number of comments. It's kinda funny. And yes, I ranted about it some time ago, ancient history, LOL.

So, since it's my blog and I love Cherry's idea, I think I will quote the famous line from Blazing Saddles, "Pardon me while I whip this out."

Yes Lucky, they're the same shorts. Yes, they're from a series of pics I took. No I don't wear them every day. Yes I have other shorts. Geez, these demanding bloggies. Okay so they have me wrapped around their fingers. So? It's amazing what men will do for hotties like these. :)

And if anyone is disappointed, I'm sure I'll go off on some stupid rant soon enough. ;) Keeping it real for the bloggies and MILFs.

JD (no Erika, it doesn't stand for "just dick"). ;)

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

The power of Kindness

no no no, JD wasn't kidnapped or anything, it's really me. and no, this won't be some post about being nice to those less fortunate and all that. the power of kindness i'm referring to is the proverbial ass and cock kissing i received from many of my blog friends, in a cyber sense, of course. the fluffy post really was a joke, i hope everyone got that. and it wasn't some cry for attention either. i knew i wouldn't be able to get on much this weekend and i really wanted a reason to post fluffy. i love that pic, it cracks me up every time i look at it. the main reason i waited so long to post a new blog was because i didn't want fluffy to be pushed down. :(

but it would be an understatement to say that i was pleasantly surprised by the comments. some were actually concerned i might not come back. that touched me, no not below the belt, get your mind out of the gutter Sugarpunk. it really touched me. and some wonder why men love women so much? notice no guy took the bait, no comments at all. they're like, who gives a fuck, move on to something more fun.

ladies, i thank God almost every day He created you. you make this world more beautiful, compassionate, and exciting. i hope everyone who reads this re-reads this paragraph, because i really mean it. imagine a world without women. besides the fact that none of us would be born, i mean. no thanks. as much as it hurts us when you're pms'ing, i'd still rather bend Christie Brinkley over a couch than David Brinkley. (okay, check off political topical humor for today).

seriously, besides the fact that i'd have a really hard time being homosexual, i just love women way too much. i love the adrenaline rush when flirting with some hot MILF. and yes, i actually prefer MILFs, i can't really explain why. i don't have any real profound or philosophical explanations why, but so many actions are motivated by my love of women. in fact, most of my friends are females. i'm secure enough in my accomplishments that i really don't need the approval of another man. but hey, if his girlfriend or wife notices, bonus. ;) not that i'd hit on her, i have a real problem with that, but there's nothing wrong with some innocent flirting. especially since he's most likely flirting with my wife, LOL.

i noticed the funniest thing this weekend. we went to a store, waiting in line to check out. a couple walked past us. i noticed the woman's cleavage from halfway across the store, and she was just as hot close up. the funny thing was, her man was checking out my wife as he walked past. obvious enough that i noticed. lmao. i guess it's that instinctive "wanting to spread our seed" thing. fucking Darwin and survival of the fittest, we men are just way too competitive, lol.

anyway, thank you ladies. in case i forget to tell you, i adore you.

Thursday, April 13, 2006

I'm leaving

okay, fuck all ya'll. i get twice as many comments on posts with jokes as i do when i show my dick. i'm crushed. ;) i'm leaving. you fuckers will just have to contend with Fluffy. you won't have JD to kick around anymore. you have been warned.

i may be back on Monday, maybe... but there better be a lot of ass kissing between now and then. not each other's, mine. sheesh. ;)

HHNT - My favorite day of the week!!! :)

A friend linked my page as "Dude shows his dick a lot". I thought it was funny, but it also made me think. Do I really show my dick that much? After all, it is a blog based on CFNM. And does it overshadow what I write? Does anyone care what I write or is it just, "Come on JD, whip it out already, sheesh."?

Well, fuck it. It's HNT, and I'm whippin it out. It's actually more sneaking out than being whipped out, but you get the idea. Let the laughter begin. ;)

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Just funny glimpses into the male mind!!! Beware

Reading several blogs recently where women bemoan not being able to find the perfect guy and bitching about the guys in their lives. I'm not belittling what they wrote, it was heartfelt and I wish there was a way I could help. As a community service, I thought I'd post something I got in an email today. It gives a scary glimpse into the way we men think at times. :) This is almost as funny as the guy who shaved his behind, but I'll save that one for later, LOL.


Pocket Taser Stun Gun, a great gift for the wife. This
was submitted by a guy who purchased his lovely wife a
"pocket Taser" for their anniversary.

Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn
Shop that sparked my interest. The occasion was our 22nd
anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra
for my wife Toni. What I came across was a 100,000-volt,
pocket/purse-sized taser.

The effects of the taser were supposed to be short lived,
with no long-term adverse affect on your assailant,
allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety.... WAY
TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and
brought it home. I loaded two triple-A batteries in the
darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I was
disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the
button AND pressed it against a metal surface at the same
time; I'd get the blue arc of electricity darting back
and forth between the prongs. Awesome!!! Unfortunately,
I have yet to explain to Toni what that burn spot is on
the face of her microwave.

Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that
it couldn't be all that bad with only two triple-a batteries,...
right? There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently
(trusting little soul) while I was reading the directions and thinking
that I really needed to try this thing out on a flesh & blood
moving target. I must admit I thought about zapping
Gracie (for a fraction of a second) and thought better of
it. She is such a sweet cat. But, if I was going to give
this thing to my wife to protect herself against a mugger,

I did want some assurance that it would work as
advertised. Am I wrong? So, there I sat in a pair of
shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses perched
delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one
hand, taser in another. The directions said that a
one-second burst would shock and disorient your assailant;
a two-second burst was supposed to cause muscle spasms and
a major loss of bodily control; a three-second burst would
purportedly make your assailant flop on the ground like a
fish out of water. Any burst longer than three seconds
would be wasting the batteries.

All the while I'm looking at this little device measuring about 5"
long, less than 3/4 inch in circumference; pretty cute really and
loaded with two itsy, bitsy triple-A batteries) thinking to myself,
"no possible way! "What happened next is almost beyond description,
but I'll do my best..... I'm sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with
her head cocked to one side as to say, "don't do it
master," reasoning that a one-second burst from such a
tiny little ole thing couldn't hurt all that bad.... I
decided to give myself a one-second burst just for the
heck of it. I touched the prongs to my naked thigh,
pushed the button, and HOLY MOTHER, WEAPONS OF MASS

I'm pretty sure Jessie Ventura ran in through the side
door, picked me up in the recliner, then body slammed us
both on the carpet, over and over and over again. I
vaguely recall waking up on my side in the fetal position,
with tears in my eyes, body soaking wet, both nipples on
fire, testicles nowhere to be found, with my left arm
tucked under my body in the oddest position, and tingling
in my legs. The cat was standing over me making meowing
sounds I had never heard before, licking my face,
undoubtedly thinking to herself, "do it again, do it

Note: If you ever feel compelled to "mug" yourself with a taser, one
note of caution: there is no such thing as a one-second burst when you
zap yourself. You will not let go of that thing until it is dislodged
from your hand by a violent thrashing about on the floor. A three
second burst would be considered conservative.

SON-OF-A-.... that hurt like hell!!! A minute or so later
(I can't be sure, as time was a relative thing at that
point), collected my wits (what little I had left), sat up
and surveyed the landscape. My bent reading glasses were
on the mantel of the fireplace. How did they up get
there??? My triceps, right thigh and both nipples were
still twitching. My face felt like it had been shot up
with Novocaine, and my bottom lip weighed 88 lbs. I'm
still looking for my testicles? I'm offering a
significant reward for their safe return.

Still in shock, Tommy.

Monday, April 10, 2006

About Libidos and the great American MILF

I spent another weekend chasing soccer balls and yelling at, er I mean, coaching a bunch of kids. The games were great and we split, one loss, one win. At the end of the last game a parent from another team came up to me and asked a bunch of questions about our club, etc. I couldn't help but notice how hot his wife was, even though this guy looked like he would blow away in a stiff wind. Maybe he was a real tiger in bed, I don't know, but it made me wonder at the great injustice when two libidos are totally mismatched. I know from enough sob stories from friends that more times than not, if one person is very sexual, the other usually is a cold fish, or at least most of the time. I can't count how many friends have confessed that they're not getting enough or need viagra, encyte, and a barrel full of spanish fly to get their partner interested at all. and it goes for both sexes. it's not always the man or the woman, it can be either one.

every total MILF i know, her hubby would rather go fishing or jerk off to Jessica Simpson videos than do the nasty with his hot wife. why is that? is it that they worked so hard to get her, once she marries him, he isn't interested anymore? and the guys who are succesful and seem to be the best husbands, their wives are only interested in spending their money or fucking their best friends. now i know many will think i'm only making generalizations, but i swear most friends' marriages fall into those categories. i can't think of a single couple i know that seems to have their libidos totally match up, on either end of the spectrum.

so to end this blog on a positive note, the best thing about the weekend was all the MILFs that come out in droves to support these soccer tournaments. soccer moms seem to be the hottest ladies around, maybe because many of them played as kids and it takes a certain healthy attitude to want to spend the entire weekend on a soccer field instead of a mall. i saw more tan, fit, and overtly sensual women, some of whom were even scientifically enhanced. ;) hey, i just love breasteses, whichever way a woman got them, hehe. i'm impartial. if it makes a woman feel better about herself, i'm for it, without going to extremes, of course. :)

so, i guess this wins the award today for the most pointless ramblings... oh well, i got to talk about soccer, breasteses, and MILFs. so it worked for me. ;)

Friday, April 07, 2006

FFF and blog comments

it really is fantastic. after a week of mondays, i'm glad it's finally here. weekend, party!!!!!!!!!!!! this week was so fucked up guys. let me explain. i've been super busy all week making up for my boss being gone. that means i get to do his job and my job. and does he thank me, fuck no. the kicker yesterday was my computer at work crashing because the IT guys fucked up, again. so i had to go home and work thru my lunch hour answering emails that had to have replies immediately. i came back to my office to find two other IT guys trying to un-fuck my computer. don't these guys know i had an HNT pic to post? sheesh. anyway, i finally had to log on since none of their passwords were working, even after resetting them. oh yeah, on the way back to work there must've been a fire somewhere. a fire engine passed us, on a four-lane road, and then a cop came up on us too. this one psycho bitch would not get out of the left lane, so the cop swerved around her and a car that was turning right. wouldn't you fucking know it, the bitch was on the cellphone. totally fucking oblivious to the flashing lights and sirens, just in her own little world. when i pulled up beside her, she was grinning like an idiot into the phone, as if whoever was on the other end could see her smiling? some fucking people, i swear.

anyway, sorry, had to get that out. so dweedle-dee and dweedle-dum finally get my computer straightened out and i can log back on. now i have to finish all the work i had on my hard drive that i couldn't access from home. then i have to leave for an after-school event with one of my kids. by the time i got home, one of the others hits me up with, "i need my soccer uniform for tomorrow..." i'm doing laundry, trying to get the youngest in the tub, and finish reading with her... sheesh, i didn't even have time to spank my monkey... just kiddding... i did that earlier... ;)

so i was definitely ready to start my friday. and the blogging gods must've been benevolent on poor JD. i came in and saw that i had received a ton of comments (okay 8, that's a ton to me, lol) on my blog after i left last night. so yeah, just when you're ready to throw in the towel for a round or two, something like that happens that lifts you right up.

so, if you ever think your comments aren't appreciated or get lost in the shuffle, they are appreciated. especially by me. that's why i try to reply back to everyone that comments. but that's just common courtesy. i mean, that's like getting someone a towel after they give you a handjob... it's only the polite thing to do... ;)

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Happy HNT finally

okay, other computer still won't cooperate, so i'll post this pic. trust me, right now my abs are as red as those shorts... ;) anyway, HHNT everyone (all 3 of you who will look). :)

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Blogging, the new Cyber-Viagra

okay, there are several blogs i read religiously lately, and most of them are very interesting and usually also really hot. most of them are written by very sexy, intelligent ladies that have a way of making my blood boil on a daily basis.

the one common thread among all the blogs is that the authors are very sensual. the by-product is that we're also quite horny from all the sensuality and obvious lack of release. then again, lack of release is a relative term, since we could be getting it several times a week and we'd still be horny from reading each other's blogs every day. i guess it's a self-fulfilling prophecy of sorts, LOL. hot people writing about hot situations is going to make everyone, you guessed it, hot!!! duh.

okay, so what should we do about it. i'm that type of person, i see a problem and try to come up with a solution... we need a damn convention. i figure all of us in one place for a week, and that might just cure the horniness for say, a week, lol. we could have seminars, like "the perfect kiss", "how to go from zero to horny in 1.0 blogs...", "cyber-flirting", "what to do when you're at work and you have to change your panties/your shorts become too tight". all important topics and very educational. maybe the blog gods would even fund this convention. and then at night, we could all fuck like bunnies, because hey, you know we would. sorry, couldn't really put it into any other terms than that, because that's what it would be. *wink*omg, how hot would a week in Vegas or Cabo be with all these hotties? whew, time for that cold shower...

i mean, they have fucking conventions for accountants and insurance guys, etc. why not a convention for hot bloggers? ;) and maybe, just maybe, i'd get to give someone that perfect kiss, watch that hottie changing her sexy underwear, say hello to someone the way i described in yesterday's blog, and see those beautiful green eyes in person. :) oh yeah, and i want some Sugar!!!! ;)

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

The First Rendezvous

They had exchanged dozens of hot, torrid emails, but had never actually spoken to each other. No phone calls, nothing. It had all been arranged through messages, the time, place, everything.

So now with his chest beating as if it should pop out of his chest, he knocked on the door of the hotel room. She'd left word at the front desk to give out her room number to him only. She peeked thru the spy-hole, then opened the door. They stood for what seemed an eternity looking at each other. Finally, as if pulled by some strange sexual magnetic force, he moved past the threshold into the room and into her arms. They both sensed the intense sexual energy between them. He was smitten by her beauty, dark hair, perfect smile and flawless skin. She needed to feel his strong arms around her, to taste his lips with hers.

They kissed, at first tentatively, their lips barely touching. The kisses became more fervent, until they freely explored each other's mouths, their tongues dancing and tickling each other. She pushed off his blazer, then abruptly pulled his white polo shirt over his head. A quick pull on the belt and his khakis were loose. She pushed them down, leaving him in his underwear, which were beginning to tent. Reaching in to free his cock, she pushed the underwear off with the other hand, slowly jerking his thickening member. He'd been there only minutes, but he was already totally nude, his pants bunched around his ankles.

He kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his pants and underwear while she continued to kiss him passionately, slowly jerking his penis, as if claiming ownership for herself. He relished the feeling, the passion, the slight humiliation of being totally naked in front of a woman he'd never even heard speak a single word.

The temperature between them was rising as she pulled on his cock quicker, signaling him to do something, anything. He reached out and pulled down the clingy tank top, exposing her full tits as they were pushed up by the hot pink material. Her pants had a drawstring, but he just pushed them down past her sexy hips, revealing her trim bush barely covered by silky panties. Hooking his fingers in them, he pushed them down with her pants, exposing her beautiful pussy fully to his hungry gaze.

He kissed her hard as he pushed her arms over her head, pinning her to the wall of the entrance to the room. They had barely made it five feet into the room before their passion overtook them. She stepped out of her pants as he pressed his cock into her mons, making her moan as she kissed him back. She was so wet that his cock easily slipped into her, making them both grunt from the incredible sensation.

It wasn't pretty, it wasn't gentle, it was just pure, hot sex. They fucked for what seemed hours against that wall, neither wanting to be the first to break the intense contact between their sexes. She finally wrapped one leg around him as he picked her up, still inside her, and carried her to the king-size bed.

To be continued…

Monday, April 03, 2006

Universal Signals for Married/Involved People

Okay, I spent the weekend at the beach and I met this woman that I got the impression kinda dug me. She was overtly friendly and clung to every word in a way that signalled that she was into me and not just being nice. We were both with our significant others, so it's not like I was trying to pick her up or anything like that. But it would've been really great to let her know that I thought she was hot without seeming like I was just hitting on her. That's what made me think that we should have some universal signals to communicate messages like that without possibly offending someone.

I was thinking along the lines of hot wives wearing ankle bracelets or other such visual signals, maybe we could all agree on something that wouldn't be too overt, yet would show the receiver what the sender was thinking. And if the receiver is not read in, no harm or foul, hehe. I thought maybe something like rubbing your elbow three times, since that beeotch Carol Burnett stole the damn ear-pull signal from us. Damn her. ;)

After thinking about it, the rubbing elbow signal could be used by women and could be subliminal for "i'd love for you to rub my breasts like this". And the married guy could respond by turning his wedding ring several times, signalling that "hey baby, if i wasn't married, i'd love to go a few rounds with you." Get it? LOL.

Okay, this is all tongue in cheek. Based on the number of affairs people seem to have, there's no problem with sending the right (or wrong) message. But didn't you ever want to let someone know how hot you find them without the whole undertone of being a player? Often I think how much nicer some days would be if an attractive person came up and let you know that she thought you were hot. I definitely know there are many women I'd love to tell that I find them attractive without wanting to get jiggy with them. Wouldn't that make your day if someone told you something like that?

Well, the lady was hot, and I was turning my ring repeatedly, hehe, but she never did rub her elbow. Shit. Oh wait, maybe she was sending a different signal wanting me to rub something else. Wonder what she meant by sliding her finger in and out of her mouth....... ;)