08/18/2018 Soft and Hard

08/18/2018 Soft and Hard

I think I’m addicted to his cock.  I don’t like his personality at all. I think he is an asshole, but that penis of his is like a drug.

Last night while laying bed with him I put his cock in my hand. Soft and flaccid I just held it there gently touching him. Smooth and silky I leaned down and kissed it, and as he shuddered slightly, I placed my lips over the head of it and lightly applied some gentle suction. It was so hot to feel him get hard in my mouth, and I got so wet from it. I pushed my head further down on him and felt him clench as he hit the back of my throat. My tongue moving around his head as I move slightly up and down. I put my hand over his balls. I softly rub a finger just behind his balls and he moans. I moan too. The vibration titillating his senses and he put his hands in my hair. I generally know when a guy is getting close to orgasm. The head of his cock gets very firm and his balls tend to firm up and then there is the precum and sounds he makes. His balls firmed up and the head of his cock became like a rubber ball in my mouth. His hips bucked and I could feel his cock starting to throb as it started to pump his semen into my mouth. I pushed further down so that his sperm would slide down my throat without much effort. I kept it in my mouth, and he struggled for a moment but almost instantly his firmness was leaving, and I let it while he was in my mouth. I spent more time enjoying him that way until he was soft once again. It was fun and I will do this much more when I can!  

Not an ask Just to say you are gorgeous

Thank you for saying! =)

Music to F**K to!

So a guy I know challenged me to compile a list in no particular order of songs  that I think would be good songs to get down and dirty to. I really haven’t thought about it because when I am in that mode I am not even listening to music. I prefer to hear the the animalistic sounds we make together than some beats. But since this was a hypothetical I went on YouTube and spent a good chunk of my day looking at music videos. Some artists I have never even heard before. Music is not one of my vices so please forgive me. I realized to my surprise that I think I am a fan of heavier music.One of the songs another friend suggested to me was by a band called Cradle of Filth, and I kind of liked them. I mean I wouldn’t listen to them for hours on end, but still....  Anyhow I digress.. Here is my list! Pornstar Dancing - My Darkest Days Army of Me - Bjork Addicted - Saving Abel Control - Puddle of Mud Bad Girlfriend - Theory of a Deadman I Get Off - Halestorm Savages - Kerli My Own Summer - Deftones FMLYHM - Seether Animals - Nickelback Crazy Bitch - Buckcherry Finally Free - Stitched Up Heart And then a few special mentions for afterplay! ;) The Sex is Good - Saving Able Summer Breeze - Type O Negative I Fink U Freeky (Cover) - Leo Moracchioli What are your favorite songs to get down to?

02/26/2005 - COCOA AND CUNNILINGUS. (Long Version)

02/26/2005 - COCOA AND CUNNILINGUS. (Long Version) Freshman year of college I felt I was forced to join a few extra-curricular social groups during the school orientation, and one of those groups was a nature group. I always enjoyed hiking and river rafting and all that and this group was small and mostly female, so it felt safe and inviting.

One weekend we had scheduled a snow sledding thing but the weekend was canceled last minute due to the weather being too nice so not enough snow.

Cheryl was a lot like myself in that she too felt obligated to be in some of these groups so many times we would sneak away or bail out of events to go do something more fun like going to a movie or hanging out.

This night Cheryl had planned to go with us to the cabins for the weekend and when it canceled the night before she asked if she could hang out with me and we would drink wine and watch some movies.

I was always up for what I guess today would be a Netflix and chill scenario, so I agreed. Freshmen were required to stay in dorms on campus and rarely they were living alone in a dorm room. My roommate left a few weeks after starting so I had this entire time to myself, and it was great!

Cherly came over at 6:30 PM in a heavy coat wearing something like pajamas underneath. Cheryl was that kind of girl who looked kind of goth with the pale skin, black hair, and heavy dark makeup, however she dressed more conservatively, almost preppy. Her pajamas had a care bear on it that was half rotten like a zombie, but designed like a child’s pajama set, but that was Cheryl.

We drank a few bottles of wine and then I pulled out the Grey Goose. I went through a vodka phase in college, what can I say? As usual we had a bit too much.

She brought “The Village” and “Resident Evil: Apocalypse”. We watched Resident Evil and then started in on the Village when we were pretty tipsy. The movie was rather boring when you are half-drunk, so we started talking about our sex lives.

Mine was rather non-existent at that time and Cheryl kept saying how she wanted to try all kinds of new things. She talked a little about BDSM and how her last boyfriend was into clamps and candle wax. She broke up with him when he wanted a three-way with her best friend.

We were sitting on an old loveseat with our legs intertwined over each other’s due to the size of the small couch. Cheryl gulped down the last bit of vodka straight from the bottle and sat straight up looking at me. I must have given her a weird look because she tilted her head at me and then pulled me up to a sitting position like hers.

She pulled off her pajama top, “Vodka makes me hot, does it make you feel hot?” She asked me slurring a bit.

I shook my head and replied with a plain, “Nope.”

Her breasts were smaller and very perky. Her tan areolas were about the size of a quarter and her nipples were about as big around as a dime and they stood out quite a bit and almost faced upwards. Her skin was tan and smooth, and she was sitting there topless just looking at me with a grin.

I took off my shirt. “There now you don’t have to feel so alone.” I said smiling and taking her beauty in.

“I wanted to try this for weeks.” Cheryl said quickly and leaned in on me with a firm kiss and pulled back just as fast. “Oh my god, I’m sorry. Vodka!” she yelped ashamed and embarrassed.

I leaned back and kissed her softly on the lips and she reciprocated by opening her mouth and in seconds we were kissing deeply with tongues while “The Village” played in the background making it less awkward.

In seconds my hands were wrapped around her neck and her hands were on my breasts. We made out hard for a while then Cheryl stopped abruptly and told me that we don’t have to do this if I didn’t want to.

I grabbed ahold of the soft, and loose waistband of her pajama bottoms and yanked them off of her. She had a full well-groomed black bush. She was not ready for that to happen and pulled her legs up on the loveseat in a squatting position giggling. She jumped forward and grabbed the sweatpants I was wearing but I had them tied pretty tightly and couldn’t get them off. We laughed as I stood up and pulled the string at the top and they dropped to the floor. I wiggled out of my panties and stood there posing for her. She giggled again and stood up too.

She pushed down to the loveseat and dropped to the floor in front of me leaning into my lap. She was rubbing my legs up and down which gave me goosebumps and I smiled looking into her magical dark eyes.

“I have never done this before.” She said shyly.

“Me neither.” I said. At that moment she parted my legs and looked at it like how an explorer looks at a temple before they run in to explore. Her eyes were wide and a little bit of her tongue was sticking out as she assessed my womanly bits.

She cupped her hand around my mound and pressed into it massaging me. I leaned down and we began kissing as she started stroking my pussy. It was weird at first, she was like a nervous boy losing his virginity. Looking back it makes me laugh because she had the same parts I had. Maybe it was the drinking and the tension.

I scooted forward to give her some space to work with. In a few minutes her head moved forward and I felt her lips kiss my clit. Like a soft little peck like kiss. She did this a few times and then used her tongue. One or two pokes of her tongue and then she was full-on licking me.

The soft, warm touch of her mouth on my pussy made my body  jerk a few times and I clenched my ass and they stopped. She put two fingers in me and moved them around a little bit. She was basically making out with my vagina and I was quite as a mouse. I didn’t make a sound. I was drunk and nervous and had so many thoughts running through my head. Mostly about how good this felt, and that I hoped we will still be friends after this.

Soon the familiar tightening of my pussy came in waves and I knew I was about to have an orgasm. I pushed her head back and kissed her deeply as I rubbed my clit with her fingers still inside me. I came really hard at that moment. I moaned and grinded on her fingers as I came. My body spasmed again and laid back panting. Cheryl pulled her fingers out of me and we awkwardly laughed.

After a very short moment to recover I said, “My turn” and rolled off the loveseat. She was looking at me with bedroom eyes and so I pulled her over to my bed and pushed her down on her back. I practically pounced on her and made out with her for a few more minutes.

I started kissing her neck, working down her shoulder and then her beautiful nipples. She grabbed my head and laughed. I think she was a bit ticklish!

I placed soft kissed downward and kissed her cute “outtie” belly button. She shuddered and cackled. Yep She was ticklish!

When I reached her abdomen she was already letting out a soft moan and she pulled her legs back and bent her knees. Her pubes were thick and her pussy was small. She had these little pedal like lips that barely stuck out from her. I parted her and her clit jumped. She had a wonderfully round clit that was clearly visible. She shuddered. She was cumming.

I licked my fingers and put them on her clit gently stroking her. She shook violently and moaned loudly. I haven’t even kissed her beautiful flower yet.

I leaned down and put her clit between my lips and gently sucked it like a little penis. She lurched again and put her fingers in my hair. “Yessssss!” She quietly screamed bringing her knees to each side of my head, essentially locking me to her.

I pushed my tongue out and it licked up and down on her. She tasted sweet with a slight saltiness that I enjoyed very much.

I started to put two fingers into her and she pushed my hand out and said, “One at a time.” I nodded and proceeded to put my pointer finger in her and finger fuck her while sucking on her clit. Occasionally licking around it.

She came again. She cried out, “Oh god! Oh god!” and then scooted back toward the head board away from me. I looked up at her and watched her convulse three or four times in ecstasy grasping my bed sheets in a death grip.

She looked at me with her eyes wide as saucers.  I smiled and enthusiastically belted out  “I’m sorry. Vodka!”  We both laughed. I pulled myself up next to her and I held her next to me and we just laid there quietly listening to the end of the movie and then each other breathing as we fell asleep.

The next day I woke up to her getting out of bed. She started putting on her pajamas.

“Good Morning!” I said cheerfully.

She smiled warmly at me and said, “It is! It was a good evening too!”

She walked over to me and kissed me on the cheek and said she was leaving to go shower. She put on her coat and we said goodbye as she left.

I felt weird. Like maybe she regretted what we did. A few hours later she asked me to go to lunch with her and I did. We were friends for many years after that.  We still talk on occasion.

We did it again a few more times during college.  She holds a special place in my heart as the first girl I ever made love to.

I am going to post a diary entry soon.

I haven’t posted in a few weeks because I was upset with Tumblr by blocking a perfectly normal picture as porn and it wasn’t. Also life is busy busy busy! I have haven’t even had any quality “social time” due to the fact I am hiding from other humans at the moment due to the fact my area has a terrible high number of health issues with the public. Currently my video shoot is on hiatus until I figure things out. I have been asked by people to DL apps for my phone to play but I am very weird about what goes on my phone. I’m not interested in being a cam girl or play over an app.  Even the video is something I haven’t fully committed to. I have a real job to think about too. As much as I would love to find something else. So I will post a diary entry when I decide which one to post. Have a great day my lovers real and imagined! =)

Looking for a Tumblr Replacement.

I posted a photo of myself a few days ago.  It was flagged as pornographic and I was fully clothed in it. Nothing in the photo was adult oriented either. I wanted to create a safe space for body and sexual positivity. I wanted to have a platform to share aspects of my life, and find a community of others who can relate to it. For those who know maybe you can suggest a place where I might be able to do this? Somewhere with a loyal and large community? Thank you ever so much! -S

Are you always horny

That’s a great question. Always?  Not always.  But I find that if I am not horny I can get to that point very very quickly. It doesn’t take much. So technically I could say I am always ready to be horny.  =)

07/22/2020 So I have decided to make a video. (The picture is an artistic representation...) I know too many people who are making loads of cash doing everything from cam girls to being an escort and I think it could be fun to make some videos. I am teaming up with a local movie producer to test it out. He was at the movie set I went to a few weeks ago. I am not sure when we will begin doing this. I think it might be late August but I feel this is something that will be fun. If it isn’t something I want to do I won’t do it anymore. If I change my mind before we get that far I can. I’m not obligated to anything and that makes me feel good. I will write more about that when the time comes. Now I am just going to be looking out for two or three lucky guys that I actually like to be in the video with me. ;) The video content is completely up to me. So if anyone has any ideas of what a really good adult film content should be please let me know. I just watch sex scenes and haven’t watched an actual adult film from beginning to end. I just watch the good parts! lol

I went to a fancy boudoir photographer a few days ago. I know I have a no pictures of me kind of policy but I like them so much I decided to share one. It’s not the most risque, or best one I had done, but I think its perfect for here. -Shauna

Ugh! I’m not a morning person.

Just something I thought was funny...

Diary 02/22/2020 - OLD MAN RIVERA

Picture above is NOT him, just a very close representation.   02/22/2020 - Old Man Rivera I went to the casino tonight. Met a guy and we hit it off really well. He was tall dark and handsome. He was very well dressed and had black hair. The thing was he was 72.  He didn’t look that old. I mean he looked mature, but not ancient. He was in the high roller lounge and I was there. They have free drinks and free snacks and I had gone there for a break between playing some games of Pai Gow poker and some other things. He was drinking an old fashioned and noticed when I ordered the same and told me I had fantastic taste. I just smiled and said that I was so glad he noticed. He told me I was hard not to notice and invited me to sit with him.  He was old school smooth!

We sat and talked for a bit and I was floored with how charming and involved he was in our conversation. He clearly was the product of another time where men were real men. After a while he asked me if I wanted to get a bottle of scotch and go to his room and talk more. I love bourbon but I am not much of a scotch drinker. Then when he bought a $300 dollar bottle of scotch I felt obligated. For the record, the scotch was actually really good. I wish I could remember the name. We went up to his room, I’m not stupid. I knew what was probably going to happen. Maybe he did want to just talk? Maybe he was just a lonely guy looking for a lonely girl to have a conversation with? After an hour of high-quality conversation he asked me if I had ever thought about making love to an older man. I said that I had no issue with that, after all life is about connections and experiences. He smiled at me and lifted his glass to me and winked. He took a sip and sat the glass down and asked me to sit with him on the bed. I stood up and kicked off my heels. At this point I could not resist him. It’s not about age, looks, or wealth that makes a man truly irresistible, it is how they carry themselves, how they speak to you, and the kind of energy they give off. He dripped with confidence but not arrogance. I truly believe that is the magic key to getting almost anyone. I sat down and he said something to be in Spanish and even though I took a few years of Spanish in school I was tipsy and languages are not my thing, but it sounded so sexy. I kissed him. I did. I initiated this entire thing. I had no control at this point. He kissed me with great passion and self-control.  He tenderly touched my face and pulled away and looked into my eyes. He said to me, “You do not have to do this.” I said, “I know.” and I kissed him again. We basically made out. But it wasn’t like high school making out. He was fully preparing me for what was going to happen next. He was being thorough about it too. If there was ever a person in the world to teach guys about foreplay it has to be this guy. He turned me around so I was siting on the edge of the bed and gently unzipped the back of my dress. He kissed my neck while he did so. I was already ready for him at this point, but he took his time. He acted like he was savoring everything he was doing. I stood up with my back toward him as my dress fell to the floor into a small heap. In nothing but my black bra and black lace panties. I kept my back toward him and slowly crossed my arms around me and unhooked my brad and let that fall too. He gently rubbed my shoulder and my back, and then I slowly turned around. He leaned back to look at me. His eyes sparkled like diamonds and the look he had could only be appreciation. Not like thankful but like how someone may look at the most amazing sunset they have ever seen. I was so wet at this point I would have dripped down my leg if wasn’t for the lace panties.

I undressed him. He wore very nice clothes. He had on silk boxers and something long and thick slightly poking out from them. I dropped to my knees and pulled his manhood out from his boxers and it was a bit bigger than I like but how things were going on in my vagina I knew I could handle anything.   I put him in my mouth slowly and gently. He was so patient with me I wanted to take it slow with him as well. We connected and primal intuition dictated how we were going to do this. I was down there on him for only a few minutes and he gently pulled my face up and kissed me again. At this point I almost cried. Yes. Cried. I don’t know why. I have never had that kind of feeling before. I wasn’t sad but something in me broke. For that split second where I usually feel cold and empty It was warm and tingly. He laid me on the bed and kissed me from lips to my belly button. He stroked my mound and I think using a finger he slid it over my clit. He tested my wetness and I think he realized I was more than ready. He put on a condom. I always use condoms but he had his own.. SUCH CLASS! He lifted my leg over his head to get in the proper form and gently lifting my hips he positioned me. Again I wanted to cry. Everything he was doing to me was solely for my benefit. For my pleasure. This was VERY strange and new to me. We didn’t talk to much. Occasionally he would ask if “this ok?” “Feel good?” I would nod and whimper, “Yes..” He slid into me with no resistance. He raised his eyebrows in a smile and put his fingers in the air and said, “hey!” like in in a celebratory way. He smiled and winked at me. Then he slowly and smoothly started moving back and forth. I could feel him entirely. It is rare that I have a lot sensation inside my vagina but I swear I could tell you what was where in there. He would take a long stroke and then a few slower shorter ones. They seemed deliberate and he mixed it up every once in a while. I had my first orgasm not long after he started and I wanted to hold it back. My breathing got heavy, my nipples got hard and my chest started turning red. He said, “ssst ssst, Hey relax.. Let it go.”

And I did.. Over and over…

He didn’t get freaky. We never changed positions, which was rare for me. I didn’t even care, it was magical!

He came and said something in Spanish but it wasn’t loud it was just as a smooth as anything else he said to me that night. We were both covered in sweat, and he was still inside me, he leaned down and kissed me deeply again. Then VERY slowly pulled out of me.  He removed the condom and laid down next to me.

He spent the next twenty minutes or so saying soft and kind things to me. Softly rubbing my neck, shoulder, and my breast. Kissing me with soft quick pecks as well. He said some things that made me laugh and smile.

He asked me if I wanted to stay the night or he would call me a ride home. At this point my mind started to panic and I told him I had to go to work early the next day. That was a lie, I don’t work on Sundays, but I started getting that subtle cramping in my tummy, the kind I get before I start to ugly cry.

I dressed quickly and looking back now I think maybe he mistook my emotions as regret but he was very lovely and sweet. He helped me zip my dress and I kissed him on the cheek and told him how much I enjoyed our night.

I left. No numbers exchanged. No promise of another meeting. I took off and ran to my car and cried until I could calm down enough to drive home. I was perfectly sober at that point so I can’t blame the scotch. But I still do.

So, if Mr. Rivera ever reads this…..   I miss you.

I am kind of excited about today. The friend I have that was in the movie I went to the filming of last week is a professional cam girl and an exotic dancer at a place near where I live. I will refer to her as “Desire”.  She had some beautiful boudoir photos made for her marketing and portfolio and I got the name of her photographer. So this guy is kind of a weird guy but he does amazing work. I get that “I put cameras in my bathrooms” kind of vibe from him but Desire assures me he is professional and on the up and up. I begged her to go with me and she agreed. The only thing is I have to do my own make up for this and I am not sure with photography if I am supposed to wear it heavy or light? I don’t want the photos to come out with me looking like a pumpkin or a corpse.. Well pale I can deal with but not pasty! lol Desire assures me if something comes out weird he can fix it before I even see it. Which I know is true but still I am nervous nonetheless. Maybe when I get the proofs back I can share a teaser of what we did? I am not a big extrovert so this will be interesting.

Had a fun evening with a friend. going to bed now. Enjoy the moments you have.

Here is basically how my Saturday night went...  I am okay with that. I needed to slow my roll this week anyhow. Sometimes “Me Time” is a big help to get through things. Especially when you are by yourself most of the time. Shaved my legs but I didn’t shave the girl downstairs. I’m going to try to grow out a bush. Once it starts to grow back I will probably change my mind. Now I am going to surf the web, fantasize about a celebrity maybe, then fall asleep... Maybe I need a cat? 

DIARY 04/22/2006 – My first MMF

4/22/2006 – My first MMF threesome.

That week I was in the middle of writing a college paper and it was being a pain in the ass, so I decided to go out with a guy I knew. Let’s call him “Dave”.  We were not dating but we did hang out a lot. The previous week we messed around but did not have intercourse. We went to a local hangout where college students seemed to gather. It was not unusual to see everyone you knew there, and it was familiar and felt safe. A really hot guy approached me and started a conversation. I figured out his game the minute he approached me. He was charming, funny and all that fake crap. Let us call him “Sam”.  Guys think they can read a book about seducing women and act like we don’t know about it but understand that we do play along sometimes. Dave might have been a little jealous, but I think he found more humorous than anything. So after a load of drinks it came to surprise when I slammed my empty glass down and said, “Well boys…  Wanna go fuck?” I swear Sam cheered and Dave just eyed me suspiciously. Dave drove me to the bar and knew where I lived, so I jumped in Sam’s Rubicon and we headed to the student apartments, parked and went inside. I think Dave was about to leave when I grabbed him by the front of his pants and kissed him. Sam eyed us and grinned. I grabbed Sam’s wrist and guided them both into the bathroom. There was not a single conversation at this point. I pointed at the bed and said firmly, “Strip!” and went into my bathroom to pee. I can’t have good sex with a full bladder. So I stripped down, peed, and spritzed myself with something that covered the bar smell. I walked out of the bathroom and tried not to laugh. Two guys in their underwear standing uncomfortably in each corner of the room. I shook my head and pointed to the bed and commanded them to lay down next to each other. Dave jumped on the bed happily, but it was clear Sam may have read a book on seduction, but I don’t think he read anything on what to do if it works. He looked so uncomfortable. I pulled their underwear off and grasped each of their cocks in each hand. They were two very differently sized and shaped men. This was going to be very interesting. Sam was what you could consider a “Grower” and Dave was just hard almost every time I saw him. I leaned over and put Sam in my mouth. His cock was longer, slender and had a larger head. A real mushroom shape.  Dave was thick and basically shaped like a cock size baseball bat. Both were circumcised, and I have no real preference when it comes to that. Dave was in my left hand and as I stroked him, I had Sam in my mouth while I cradled his balls with my right hand. The only thing going through my head at this point was planning how to spread this out over two guys. I had never done this before but I doubt the guys ever knew this. I was kind of proud of myself on how I handled this.

I switched over to Dave pushing him as far down my throat as possible while stroking Sam.  Since Dave was always ready I didn’t have to spend much time on him. I jumped up and squatted over Dave. He groaned as I slipped him into my wet pussy. I could feel his cock stretching the walls of my vagina and he gave me that warm fullness that I just love. I beckoned Sam to stand up and started blowing him while riding Dave. If I am going to have a threesome I am going to be in absolute fucking control. Every aspect will be controlled by me.

Riding Dave was more like grinding. It felt better than the pushing and pulling action from other guys. His cock was basically like a beer can. He was all girth and not as much length. I prefer length but I can handle Dave. I hopped off of Dave and put my tits in his face. He latched on to the left one and Sam came out of right field and latched on to my right nipple. Suckling like starving piglets. I shoved Sam back and pointed to my ass and slid down Dave’s body kissing him all the way down and put him back in my mouth. My knees were tucked under me and my ass was bobbing in the air. Sam took in the visuals until I snapped my fingers at him and pointed again.  He then approached me and rubbed his cock against the skin of my ass. Sam slid his mushroom stick into my pussy very slowly. At this point slow was not the sensation I wanted. I pushed back against him hard and smacked my own ass. He started drilling me from behind, while Dave put his arms behind his head and watched me with a smile. Sam was much longer that Dave and I could feel him in a different way and place. When he thrust into me I could feel the head of his cock push against my cervix. I was about to have an orgasm. I started thrusting back against him to signal to go hard. Finally I looked back at him and said, “Hurt me you fucking pussy!” At that point he grabbed my hips and I swear he bruised my liver. LOL I was screaming in ecstasy, trying to suck off Dave. Dave pushed my head down on his cock further and my screams became more like a loud humming on his cock. He enjoyed that very much. After I came I had to stop for a second to regroup. My clit can get really sensitive after a huge orgasm, and that one was one of the biggest ones I had at that point in my life. I took a few seconds to think of what I was going to have them do next. I laughed. This was actually way more enjoyable than I thought it was going to be. I literally had two living sex toys and I could probably get them to do anything at this point, but I decided to take this time easy on them. I laid on my back and had Dave between my legs and Sam stood on the side of the bed and I allowed him to fuck my mouth. He was careful with me and after he got started I was grateful that he was. Dave entered me and started thrusting away without restraint. I had to have his slow down because I swear he could rip me if he got too crazy. Sam played with my tits and in a few minutes came in my mouth. I wasn’t expecting it really and gag-coughed a load of cum right back on him. He started laughing and I just sharply said, “Sorry.” He laughed again still stroking himself. Dave pulled out of me and started stroking himself too, so I slid down off the bed in front of him to my knees and he came on my tits. Dave’s loads were always thick and very white. Like those fake loads you see in some porn videos but his was like white-glue thick.   Sam and Dave were standing there with their cocks out covered in cum and pussy juice and I got up and went into the bathroom and started to run a shower.  I rinsed off quickly and forced them in the shower one and at time and I bathed them. (Something I like to do on occasion is bathe people. Its one of my many weird kinks I guess) After we got dressed and I made waffles. Nothing better than sex waffles!  Sam was leaving and asked if we could do it again sometime. I said that I highly doubted it but had him leave his number for me.   Dave stayed the night with me. I cried that night during a deep conversation, and he held me to comfort me. We just fell asleep and it was really, really nice.   -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- NOTES: I hope this entry was better than the first. ��� Dave ended up coming out as gay a few years later and is very happy living his best life. He is still a very good friend of mine. This was not the hottest threesome I ever had by far, but I don’t think it was half bad for a first attempt. It certainly didn’t last as long as I had hoped.  Looking back I think it was probably their first threesome too. Well my lovers real and imagined, I hope you have a great day and comment what you would have done if you were Dave or Sam?

Are you a fan of pubes or no? I have been considering growing mine out, but once I start to get some growth It gets to me and I have to shave it. I have a love/hate relationship with my own pubes. I feel that the interior designer of my temple had a change of mind from the upstairs and the down stairs, if you know what I mean. When I had pubes it was exactly like the pic above. I think sometimes having a texture in my nether regions would be nice to have, but growing it back from silky smooth can be a bit uncomfortable and visually awkward. I think I am going to try and see how long I can go.