<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245</id><updated>2011-09-10T10:29:00.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Desireous Again</title><subtitle type='html'>A girl with too much desire for her own good. Read my stories. Which ones are fact? Which ones are fiction? You decide...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-6631641618892770126</id><published>2010-06-22T19:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T19:16:31.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woe is Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/TCFEHfp60xI/AAAAAAAABzY/y7H0YqiPY8E/s1600/8tn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/TCFEHfp60xI/AAAAAAAABzY/y7H0YqiPY8E/s320/8tn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485740716661068562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sitting here empty handed thinking man I wish I had a hot cock rubbing all over my lips right about now. I wish I had a nice hard cock all wet from me sucking it gliding over my lips. I'd lick and suck it and work it so good I'd make the owner moan and groan and I'd keep working it really good begging it for it's sweet treat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd fondle his balls and pop the head out of my mouth long enough to tell him, "I want to taste your hot cum! Cum all over my tongue!" And if he were any kind of a man he'd oblige me and soon his hot cream would be spurting out all over my tongue! I'd be moaning in delight swallowing every blessed drop! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But woe is me I'm just sitting here empty handed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-6631641618892770126?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6631641618892770126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2010/06/woe-is-me.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/6631641618892770126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/6631641618892770126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2010/06/woe-is-me.html' title='Woe is Me...'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/TCFEHfp60xI/AAAAAAAABzY/y7H0YqiPY8E/s72-c/8tn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-8870936923662462717</id><published>2010-04-12T11:38:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T12:15:39.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Phone Pleasures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S8NAq12fdbI/AAAAAAAABnQ/OswMwXuZcgA/s1600/phone+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S8NAq12fdbI/AAAAAAAABnQ/OswMwXuZcgA/s320/phone+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459278278057489842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was excited. I needed him so bad. I put my sexy negligee on and painted my lips up red. My pussy was wet with anticipation. He was due at 11. My whole body was tingling with excitement as I watched the videos he had sent me of slutty girls getting their mouths fucked by beautiful cocks and then finally getting their hot creamy treats. Oh yeah this is what I wanted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone rang a little after 11. I answered it and it was him. He talked to me about pulling my hair and fucking my mouth like a total slut. He told me how he wanted to shove every inch down my throat and I in turn begged him to fuck my mouth with his cock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called me a slut and whore and his words went right down to my pussy. I could feel it dripping in excitement. I was cumming in no time. But cumming wasn't the thing I cared about. No cumming was not it at all. It was that slutty submissive, sexually drunkenness that I was after. Yes and that is right where he put me! He is such a professional at this! I was melting all over the bed wishing more than anything that I could service his cock. When I heard him moan and I knew he was cumming my heart twinged with pain. Oh I was excited but I was sad. Sad that I couldn't taste his sweet man juices and  sad that it would be over with for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God my pussy loves that man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-8870936923662462717?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8870936923662462717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/phone-pleasures.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/8870936923662462717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/8870936923662462717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/phone-pleasures.html' title='Phone Pleasures'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S8NAq12fdbI/AAAAAAAABnQ/OswMwXuZcgA/s72-c/phone+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-429214735490643994</id><published>2010-04-09T22:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T19:48:57.381-04:00</updated><title type='text'>» Hot N Cold Video by Katy Perry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsyoulove.com/videos/k/katy_perry/hot_n_cold/?sms_ss=blogger"&gt;» Hot N Cold Video by Katy Perry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm liking this song right now. A little out of my usual tastes but I like it. I don't like the ending though. Kinda lame. I thought from the sounds of it it was time for her to find a new guy. She should have at the very least first had wild sex with the best man or something. Don't you think? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that the experts say that your most intimate relationship mirrors your relationship with your self. Interesting but if you examine yourself you'll find it's true. So it really is true the path to a loving relationship is loving yourself. Hmm, does fucking yourself with a big dildo count in the self love department?!  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S7_bXT6bydI/AAAAAAAABmI/ND9nQlDhhIA/s1600/Kate_Perry_hot-n-cold_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S7_bXT6bydI/AAAAAAAABmI/ND9nQlDhhIA/s400/Kate_Perry_hot-n-cold_l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458322466925169106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-429214735490643994?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/429214735490643994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/hot-n-cold-video-by-katy-perry.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/429214735490643994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/429214735490643994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/hot-n-cold-video-by-katy-perry.html' title='» Hot N Cold Video by Katy Perry'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S7_bXT6bydI/AAAAAAAABmI/ND9nQlDhhIA/s72-c/Kate_Perry_hot-n-cold_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-62357878645721114</id><published>2010-04-05T22:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T22:20:45.157-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S7qaH2wYNHI/AAAAAAAABlw/1NlMCZIBR_Y/s1600/fuksuk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S7qaH2wYNHI/AAAAAAAABlw/1NlMCZIBR_Y/s400/fuksuk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456843358260966514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now there are two different men who are (how should I say this?) taking care of my needs. Possibly there will be a third added this week. A gentleman who is doing me a big favor this week and I was thinking that I might need to show him my appreciation for his kind deeds. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I often fantasize about getting the two men together and what that would be like. No not in a gay way or anything but with the two of them fucking me from both ends. One pumping his nice hot suckable cock down my throat while the other pounds my pussy and fucks me like a whore! I wonder what they would think if they knew I was thinking that? Of course three men could even be more fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-62357878645721114?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/62357878645721114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-thinking.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/62357878645721114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/62357878645721114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-thinking.html' title='Just Thinking'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S7qaH2wYNHI/AAAAAAAABlw/1NlMCZIBR_Y/s72-c/fuksuk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-4864521733249843318</id><published>2010-02-28T23:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T00:02:50.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Men at Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S4tKK9mXnXI/AAAAAAAABj4/VBy1VMsDYvw/s1600-h/sexy-man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S4tKK9mXnXI/AAAAAAAABj4/VBy1VMsDYvw/s400/sexy-man.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443526126802017650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I'm kind of surprised that my gaydar is apparently not up to speed. I'm usually able to tell right away when a guy is gay. This guy at work who I thought was pretty hot and who seemed kind of attracted to me turned out to be gay. WTF?!! I guess his apparent attraction was as a friend. Well I'm not used to guys being attracted to me for that reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing kind of weirded me out that I didn't pick up on it. Too bad he's a hottie and I bet he has a hot cock to go with it. Sheesh what a waste at least from where I sit. Well it's okay though I really am trying not to pick up men  I work with. I think it's better practice that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to tell you there are some hot men there that I really wouldn't mind having my way with! Young hot muscular guys that come into my office looking all hot and tasty and I just want to have my way with them right there on my desk!  I wonder every time they come in what their cock might look like and think about getting my hands in their pants. I am their boss I could just order them to get naked! What do you think? Would that be a good idea?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-4864521733249843318?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4864521733249843318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/men-at-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/4864521733249843318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/4864521733249843318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/men-at-work.html' title='Men at Work'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S4tKK9mXnXI/AAAAAAAABj4/VBy1VMsDYvw/s72-c/sexy-man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-3086288665486682632</id><published>2010-02-23T21:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:53:30.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S4SUQhv2ZKI/AAAAAAAABjg/Q4INk-E8vYc/s1600-h/sexy-girl-01-f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S4SUQhv2ZKI/AAAAAAAABjg/Q4INk-E8vYc/s400/sexy-girl-01-f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441637261428286626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Married man never made it for our dinner date because he had a family emergency which he is still tending to. We talked on the phone and when things settle down we will go out again. Over-sized man tool is away this week and that leaves me with idle hands. I was thinking of placing an add on Craigslist. Do you think I might find some men interested in taking me out on a nice date and then giving me their hot cocks for dessert? Truthfully Craigslist hasn't been working for me in recent months. Ever since they closed down the Erotic Services section all of the prostitutes are hanging out in all the other sections like Casual Encounters, and Women for Men. I am continuously flagged. It's ridiculous. So I need to find a new place. I went to this poly site but I keep getting bi guys answering my add. As openminded as I may be I just can't deal with being with a bi-guy. Hey I have friends who are gay or bi and I love them but I just don't want to fuck them. I can't deal with men kissing men. Sorry but I just can't. If they were just sucking their cocks I could deal but hey I can't ask them that question when they answer my add. I'd sound like a crazy and I'd insult them. So I just stay away from the bi guys. So anyone have any ideas as to a good place online to meet a sex partner just for sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Variety is the spice of life after all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-3086288665486682632?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3086288665486682632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/slow-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/3086288665486682632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/3086288665486682632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/slow-week.html' title='Slow Week'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S4SUQhv2ZKI/AAAAAAAABjg/Q4INk-E8vYc/s72-c/sexy-girl-01-f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-1544874565755496073</id><published>2010-02-09T22:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T22:45:04.577-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Search of a Hot Suckable Cock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S3IrB2nvWwI/AAAAAAAABio/neHkvV4LBCA/s1600-h/129785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S3IrB2nvWwI/AAAAAAAABio/neHkvV4LBCA/s200/129785.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436455011031669506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my oversized man tool to suck, fuck and play with but I find that I need a regular sized cock for my regular suck toy. So I'm on a quest to find myself a nice stable suckable cock to suck. Preferably a married guy so I don't have to worry about him getting too jealous or possessive. He'll just bring me by his hot cock to suck when I ask and then be on his merry way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this will happen soon because I truly don't have a lot of free time to partake in a huge search and I really am craving a good cocksucking. Oh don't get me wrong I suck that huge cock lots but for me it's just not the same. I crave to feel the cockhead in my throat to feel that long shaft running across my tongue. It's like my drug! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a nice married guy this week. I met him for coffee and next we are going to go out for dinner. I'm pretty certain that after dinner cums dessert ;) We'll see what he's packing then. Hopefully it will be a nice suckable cock. The big ones are best left for fucking and oh baby can they fuck a pussy good! Every girl should have a couple of different men with different sized cocks because different sizes bring different pleasures. Ideally I'd find someone dominant who'd like to fuck my mouth like a slut and talk dirty to me but for now I'm focusing on the cock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ratemycock.com/"&gt;Here's a place where girls like me can dream of all those different sized cocks to play with! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-1544874565755496073?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1544874565755496073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-search-of-hot-suckable-cock.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/1544874565755496073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/1544874565755496073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-search-of-hot-suckable-cock.html' title='In Search of a Hot Suckable Cock'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S3IrB2nvWwI/AAAAAAAABio/neHkvV4LBCA/s72-c/129785.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-6689628547265671295</id><published>2010-02-07T14:31:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T14:37:10.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All American Quickie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S28V5250OzI/AAAAAAAABh4/SLW5mo4HfBs/s1600-h/Bent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 108px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S28V5250OzI/AAAAAAAABh4/SLW5mo4HfBs/s200/Bent.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435587358994217778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was just another quickie with my over sized man tool because I just felt so exhausted. It had been a long week and I did a lot of walking. So my body was begging for some rest. Still I needed to have a little fun before bed. So I went over to his house and as soon as I got there I  started fondling his cock on the couch till he insisted I take off my pants and he flipped me over off the side off the couch and was soon fucking me good like a total slut. "Yeah fuck me! Fuck me with that big cock," I cried begging for more.&lt;br /&gt;He pounded several orgasms into me before busting his own load. Groaning loudly.&lt;br /&gt;He smacked me on my ass playfully when we were done and that was it I called it a night but more to follow hopefully tonight after the Superbowl for our own post game celebration!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-6689628547265671295?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6689628547265671295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/all-american-quickie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/6689628547265671295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/6689628547265671295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/all-american-quickie.html' title='All American Quickie'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S28V5250OzI/AAAAAAAABh4/SLW5mo4HfBs/s72-c/Bent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-5022922166092585858</id><published>2010-01-25T19:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T20:00:06.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S14-hh69vHI/AAAAAAAABgw/xFw5xhU7X9w/s1600-h/sexy-girl-pitbabesa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S14-hh69vHI/AAAAAAAABgw/xFw5xhU7X9w/s200/sexy-girl-pitbabesa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430846946417687666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I've become such a bad blogger lately. I thought I'd try a simpler method for in between posts. You can follow me on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Desireous"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; if you so desire. Just set up the account and posted for the first time tonight so there isn't much there yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime I'll post here soon. Please forgive me I'm a very busy slut!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-5022922166092585858?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5022922166092585858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2010/01/follow-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/5022922166092585858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/5022922166092585858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2010/01/follow-me.html' title='Follow Me'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/S14-hh69vHI/AAAAAAAABgw/xFw5xhU7X9w/s72-c/sexy-girl-pitbabesa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-4902460743266211260</id><published>2009-12-12T19:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:15:15.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SyQ0JwOoOII/AAAAAAAABe4/Z0eTfY3xy1A/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SyQ0JwOoOII/AAAAAAAABe4/Z0eTfY3xy1A/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414509994175903874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up from a slutty dream. My pussy was wet and dripping I had a ache in my belly stemming down to my pussy and I needed sex bad!  I drempt  that I was sucking a nice big meaty cock and my lover was standing behind me telling me what a dirty slut I was and pulling my hair kind of ramming my head down over the other guys cock….I was totally annoyed for waking up! But seconds later it occured to me where I was and that I had a big meaty cock next to me. I lifted the covers and I could see his cock still sleeping. I moved down under the covers and took his soft cock into my mouth and began sucking it feeling it grow harder with each stroke of my tongue as less and less of it fit in my mouth until only the head of his gargantuan cock would fit in my mouth. Soon he was waking up and groaning. I was fucking his cock with my mouth and it was making me so hot! I heard him say, "Climb on top of me baby girl and ride me!"&lt;br /&gt;Well it's kind of hard to refuse such a demand. He pulled the condoms out of his nightstand drawer (I've been noticing he has condoms and lube stocked everywhere these days. Which makes me quite happy cause I hate waiting around while he goes and fetches one.) In no time he had the condom on and he lubed it up and I climbed on top and sat on that big boy. I was bouncing up and down on him and cumming hard. I kept riding that cock till I came a few more times and he busted his sweet nut too. He was groaning, I was moaning like a total slut till we both just collapsed in a heap of sweaty flesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little while later he asked, “Where did you come from? I never met a woman who wanted sex first thing in the morning. Did I dream you up?"&lt;br /&gt;"I guess you just haven't been meeting the right women."&lt;br /&gt;"I guess not!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-4902460743266211260?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4902460743266211260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/12/morning-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/4902460743266211260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/4902460743266211260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/12/morning-ride.html' title='Morning Ride'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SyQ0JwOoOII/AAAAAAAABe4/Z0eTfY3xy1A/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-5682369584614646514</id><published>2009-11-17T22:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T22:36:52.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, I don't know where the two posts I posted yesterday went but they're not here. How strange!  Well &lt;a href="http://www.redtube.com/23502"&gt;Click On This Link&lt;/a&gt; to see what kind of dirty thoughts are running though my mind tonight. More men need to talk and act more like these guys! This was hot! Now pardon me while I go get my dildo and tuck myself in...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-5682369584614646514?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5682369584614646514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/11/hot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/5682369584614646514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/5682369584614646514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/11/hot.html' title='Hot'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-7438089451494186065</id><published>2009-11-07T09:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:20:15.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Obligations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SvWCGDchmDI/AAAAAAAABcg/mVR5UZuGqG8/s1600-h/5390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 75px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SvWCGDchmDI/AAAAAAAABcg/mVR5UZuGqG8/s320/5390.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401366368616552498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a busy week for me and not necessarily the way I like to get busy either. Though I did manage to meet Mr Perfect cock the other night for a quickie in my car. We parked on a quiet street and I sucked him off in my car till I got a nice hot juicy helping a man cream. Other than that I've been too busy to even see anyone. Mr Monster Cock is back in town but I don't know when I'll get a chance to see him with family obligations in the way this weekend. But soon I'm sure I'll be riding that nice big cock and then getting Mr Perfect Cock in my bed to ravage like a hungry whore. Soon life wont be so busy and I can share with you my slut tales. I promise I haven't run away...Hey don't forget to send me pictures of your hot cocks for my Cockhuntress blog. You guys have been less than generous lately. What's going on?!!! Be proud of those tools and show them off to all who wish to see! Come on don't be shy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-7438089451494186065?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7438089451494186065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/11/obligations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/7438089451494186065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/7438089451494186065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/11/obligations.html' title='Obligations'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SvWCGDchmDI/AAAAAAAABcg/mVR5UZuGqG8/s72-c/5390.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-4361846088058699126</id><published>2009-10-26T10:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T11:03:34.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Refuge from the Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SuW5Uj-28aI/AAAAAAAABcI/z95yGATNEgA/s1600-h/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SuW5Uj-28aI/AAAAAAAABcI/z95yGATNEgA/s320/rain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396923491380818338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up this hot looking guy in a local park the other night. He was walking thru in the rain. I thought he might enjoy taking refuge in my car. I must admit he looked quite delicious so I brought him back to my place where I proceeded to get him naked. Once successful I was soon on my knees sucking his very stiff cock for all I was worth. I sucked him good and hard for a lengthy time until he pulled his cock back from my face and blasted his creamy load all over my lips and face. Mmmm, I so love the feeling of hot cum on my flesh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later he threw my legs up in the air and fucked me like a total whore then much to my surprise he pulled his cock out and slid down between my legs licking my pussy good making me cum over and over again like an overheated whore! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's how you spend a rainy Saturday night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-4361846088058699126?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4361846088058699126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/refuge-from-rain.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/4361846088058699126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/4361846088058699126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/refuge-from-rain.html' title='Refuge from the Rain'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SuW5Uj-28aI/AAAAAAAABcI/z95yGATNEgA/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-8938527199733891742</id><published>2009-10-12T11:06:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:10:12.805-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Woods</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/StN-xAb3quI/AAAAAAAABbI/QmXMJ6SO8MA/s1600-h/threeatonetime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/StN-xAb3quI/AAAAAAAABbI/QmXMJ6SO8MA/s200/threeatonetime.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391792559288199906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I sucked off a hot stiff cock in the woods. Mmmm nothing like a little treat after a long afternoon hiking. They say when you hike you should bring water and little snacks to keep your blood sugar stable. So I took that advice to heart! I love sucking cock in the woods! That excitement of the possibility of getting caught which for me tends to lead to fantasies of all sorts. Like a group of men come traipsing through the woods only to discover me on my knees sucking off a stiff cock. Soon all the guys want to try me out and then I'm being bent over a log being fucked from both ends while they all take turns with me. Yeah so remember that if you're ever walking through the woods and you meet up with me on my knees sucking off a big stiff cock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-8938527199733891742?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8938527199733891742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-woods.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/8938527199733891742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/8938527199733891742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-woods.html' title='In the Woods'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/StN-xAb3quI/AAAAAAAABbI/QmXMJ6SO8MA/s72-c/threeatonetime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-6359135485613410562</id><published>2009-10-06T21:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:35:07.144-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Sucking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SsvwLE9VkUI/AAAAAAAABaY/0r6XlXI45aw/s1600-h/babe-sucks-dick-12t_149x225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 149px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SsvwLE9VkUI/AAAAAAAABaY/0r6XlXI45aw/s400/babe-sucks-dick-12t_149x225.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389665452179165506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trouble is when you are busy sucking a lot of cock it's difficult at best to find time to write about it. And well I've been kind of busy lately sucking a lot of cock. Rest assured I still plan to keep this blog up but right now I'm busy sucking. When I have some more time I'll write about how I suck that massive swollen head and lick that stiff shaft and stroke those balls...but for now here's a picture to give you an idea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-6359135485613410562?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6359135485613410562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/trouble-is-when-you-are-busy-sucking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/6359135485613410562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/6359135485613410562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/trouble-is-when-you-are-busy-sucking.html' title='Busy Sucking'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SsvwLE9VkUI/AAAAAAAABaY/0r6XlXI45aw/s72-c/babe-sucks-dick-12t_149x225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-6367640502305228894</id><published>2009-09-27T08:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:46:21.168-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sr9egobbm7I/AAAAAAAABZw/Rz4GXx4_l28/s1600-h/Hot_Blonde_Nice_Ass_DP_Size.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 95px; height: 96px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sr9egobbm7I/AAAAAAAABZw/Rz4GXx4_l28/s400/Hot_Blonde_Nice_Ass_DP_Size.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386127594059701170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little look at what I've been doing these last few days. Been kind of tied up with little time to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got his pants off and went right for that big boy. I started stroking it and licking it and soon wrapped my lips around the gargantuan head and sucked for all I was worth. I worked that cock good sucking and licking, stroking his shaft and caressing his hairy balls. Well much to my surprise and to his too I think, I made him cum relatively quickly and I got a nice thick mouthful of creamy cum...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-6367640502305228894?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6367640502305228894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/busy-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/6367640502305228894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/6367640502305228894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/busy-girl.html' title='Busy Girl'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sr9egobbm7I/AAAAAAAABZw/Rz4GXx4_l28/s72-c/Hot_Blonde_Nice_Ass_DP_Size.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-7895837033523095453</id><published>2009-09-22T19:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:28:33.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Srldm1HJmeI/AAAAAAAABZI/qsbJ57XqIWg/s1600-h/head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Srldm1HJmeI/AAAAAAAABZI/qsbJ57XqIWg/s400/head.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384437751171619298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met him for a hot lunch, though not your typical lunch. Though it did involve a nice meaty treat. He picked me up at my office and we drove to a secluded area and parked where I had my way with him sucking every hot solid inch of his delectable cock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this really is the most perfect cock for sucking, just the right size. With a little work I can swallow every blessed inch and feel that swollen head in my throat and he can fuck my mouth like a total slut ensuring that I do suck every inch of his man meat. His fingers tangle in my hair and he holds on tight asserting his intoxicating manly power. All I can do is suck him like a whore moaning all over that hot cock working it good begging it for its flavor. And after some time of ardent effort his balls shoot forth their glorious liquid and coat my tongue with their flavor. I can hear myself moaning in pleasure as his juices quench my lustful desirous need. And in that moment all is right with the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-7895837033523095453?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7895837033523095453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/hot-lunch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/7895837033523095453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/7895837033523095453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/hot-lunch.html' title='Hot Lunch'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Srldm1HJmeI/AAAAAAAABZI/qsbJ57XqIWg/s72-c/head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-8858091145132337453</id><published>2009-09-22T06:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T06:25:07.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SrhNxA3SLsI/AAAAAAAABY4/9R3skdgfz9g/s1600-h/phone+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 366px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SrhNxA3SLsI/AAAAAAAABY4/9R3skdgfz9g/s400/phone+girl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384138858962235074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've got a confession to make," he said over the phone. &lt;br /&gt;"Really? What?" I asked a little confused. What could he possibly have to confess to me.&lt;br /&gt;"You're the first girl to ever make me cum from getting head."&lt;br /&gt;"Really?" &lt;br /&gt;"Really! I can't stop thinking about it!"&lt;br /&gt;I kind of giggled not really sure of what to say but kind of proud of myself for being the first. &lt;br /&gt;"Well a lot of girls wont even attempt to suck me cause they say I'm too big. Other girls wont do it for very long. You've got some amazing stamina."&lt;br /&gt;Smiling to myself, "Thanks, I'm happy to know that."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-8858091145132337453?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8858091145132337453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/confession.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/8858091145132337453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/8858091145132337453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/confession.html' title='Confession'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SrhNxA3SLsI/AAAAAAAABY4/9R3skdgfz9g/s72-c/phone+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-6987265682651089240</id><published>2009-09-20T22:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:22:33.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster Cock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SrbjWi_MQOI/AAAAAAAABYg/GeWNtqoFPPI/s1600-h/monstercockmayhem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SrbjWi_MQOI/AAAAAAAABYg/GeWNtqoFPPI/s320/monstercockmayhem.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383740381056483554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't know if this is me being psychic or what lol but the other day I had a &lt;a href="http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/starting-my-day-off-right.html"&gt;dream&lt;/a&gt; about fucking a big thick meaty cock. It was a pretty hot dream and then I was left fantasizing about the dream all day that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I ended up this weekend sucking the biggest fattest cock I've ever seen in my entire life! I mean that sucker is mad huge! My mouth and pussy are quite sore because I just haven't been able to get enough of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so big that I can only fit the head in my mouth and have to use my hands to work it. It fills my pussy and gets me so hot just looking at its massive girth! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The down side is my pussy is so sore and my jaw is sore and my lips feel stretched and sting in the corners. Aw the price one must pay to fuck a huge monster cock!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-6987265682651089240?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6987265682651089240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/monster-cock.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/6987265682651089240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/6987265682651089240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/monster-cock.html' title='Monster Cock'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SrbjWi_MQOI/AAAAAAAABYg/GeWNtqoFPPI/s72-c/monstercockmayhem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-2599306468551242352</id><published>2009-09-18T23:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T23:03:46.539-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cockhuntress</title><content type='html'>I've opened my Cock Huntress site again. You can find it by visiting my profile. As soon as I can I will solicit some hot cock pictures. In the meantime feel free to check out my lovely collection. If anyone wants to send in a nice hot cock picture of themselves for publication on my Cock Huntress blog please feel free. Or if you would prefer just to send me your pics for private viewing that is always welcum too! ;-) Unless it bothers you to have a woman getting herself off while drooling over your hot cock?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just make sure you state in the email if its for public or private viewing. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-2599306468551242352?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2599306468551242352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/cockhuntress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/2599306468551242352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/2599306468551242352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/cockhuntress.html' title='Cockhuntress'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-2395582224100007363</id><published>2009-09-15T17:11:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T17:40:20.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting my Day off Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Seminal fluid can potentially contribute to romantic love. Reports suggest that the liquid that surrounds the sperm contains dopamine (“the pleasure chemical”) and norepinephrine as well as tyrosine, an amino acid the brain needs to manufacture dopamine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  (Ahh...This explains my love for cock)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SrAG0jqsd_I/AAAAAAAABXo/Hux2RfKZmok/s1600-h/2452801-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SrAG0jqsd_I/AAAAAAAABXo/Hux2RfKZmok/s400/2452801-lg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381809054705022962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in a terrible funk the past few days that along with not feeling well has left me kind of miserable! However today I woke up feeling much better emotionally anyway. I think I owe it to the dream I was having in the wee hours. I was being fucked by this guy and his very huge cock. When I say huge I mean very fat. My whole pussy was totally stuffed full with cock and I was riding it like there was no tomorrow. Then he pushed me off and was fucking me doggie style while I begged, "Give me that big cock! Oh yeah fuck me with that fat cock!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then while in the middle of being fucked like a total whore in walks my favorite guy with my all time favorite cock. He grabs my head by the hair as he says, "God, look at what a total filthy slut cockwhore you are!" Then he shoves his cock into my mouth and tells me, "Suck it you dirty slut!" &lt;br /&gt;I of course did just as he demanded and sucked him like a total whore. He was just spraying his hot cum all over my face when I was rudely awakened by my alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit I had to get myself off twice before I dared get out of bed. But that dream set my day off right. My head was swimming with thoughts of cock all day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had time tonight to go get myself some real cock but alas, it's a busy night and I have errands. I'm so hot and turned on that I could practically cum just thinking about hot cock. What's a poor horny cockslut to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-2395582224100007363?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2395582224100007363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/starting-my-day-off-right.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/2395582224100007363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/2395582224100007363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/starting-my-day-off-right.html' title='Starting my Day off Right'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SrAG0jqsd_I/AAAAAAAABXo/Hux2RfKZmok/s72-c/2452801-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-8667297756429959121</id><published>2009-09-14T10:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T11:17:58.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sq5acXo5pTI/AAAAAAAABW4/lJI36VlULpI/s1600-h/Miniskirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sq5acXo5pTI/AAAAAAAABW4/lJI36VlULpI/s400/Miniskirt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381338048182723890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was maybe 20 years older than me. I was maybe all of 20. I wandered into the bar looking for my boyfriend. Sometimes he stopped there after work and I was passing by. The boyfriend wasn’t’ there but this other man was looking at me intently as if I were dinner. His interest intrigued me. I thought of my boyfriend and wondered if there was a chance that he’d be in. I borrowed the phone from behind the bar. “That will be fifty cents,” the bartender warned as he handed me the phone. I handed him two quarters and called home. He answered, I stared at the older man as I spoke into the phone,  “Hi Honey, I’m just calling to let you know that I’m out shopping with the girls. I’ll be a little late but if you get hungry before I get there there’s a casserole in the fridge that you can heat up.” I heard POP FIZZ, the sound of a beer can opening up and he seemed content to have the house to himself. He didn’t argue like he often did when I wasn’t home. I was relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the boyfriend safely out of the way I could concentrate on other more interesting things. That interesting thing smiled at me and moved over next to me. “Can I buy you a drink, darling?”&lt;br /&gt;“Sure just a coke.”&lt;br /&gt;“Just a coke? Come on you need something stronger than that!”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sure you have something stronger for me,”&lt;br /&gt;The guy looked a little dumbfounded. He wasn’t quite sure what I meant but he was hoping I meant what it sounded like I meant. &lt;br /&gt;He put his big hand on my knee. When I didn’t fight him off he moved it up my thigh and inched it under my skirt. I spread my legs a little to make it easier for him. He moved up under my skirt further and soon his long finger was barely touching my clit. Yes I had no panties on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went outside and he pushed me up against the wall. It was just getting dark out and it was pretty chilly but I didn’t care. His big hands were all over my legs and ass feeling me up. I liked the way his hands felt on me and the way he told me, “You have such a hot body!” The next thing I knew he was on the ground sticking his head under my skirt eating me out right there outside where there wasn’t much shelter. Even I had concerns but how could I make him stop when it felt so good?  So I let him. I also knew my pussy was full of cum. My boyfriend had fucked me really good that morning before he went to work. So this guy had to be getting a nice mouthful of my guy’s cum. I didn’t care, in fact I loved the thought of it! I grabbed his head and moaned out. He licked my pussy for a good long time. I was quite certain he had licked every drop of that cum that had been deposited that morning along with all the cum he had just made me do.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sq5X_s-uxSI/AAAAAAAABWw/jCPxgPds8YE/s1600-h/blontit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sq5X_s-uxSI/AAAAAAAABWw/jCPxgPds8YE/s400/blontit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381335356671968546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next thing I knew he dropped his pants and a nice hot cock of perhaps eight inches in length plopped out. While still held against the wall he pulled my leg up and rammed his cock into me. I was surprised at how expertly he managed to do this. With his free hand he pulled my tits out of my blouse and started feeling me up. Just then a car pulled up. I knew they could see. I heard them laughing and talking. It sounded like girls and guys and the girls of course feigned shock. At that point I just didn’t care. He pounded his cock into me telling me how good my pussy feels. I liked that he liked to talk. I always liked for guys to talk during sex but sadly most don’t. He made me cum a couple of more times and then he pushed me to my knees by pushing down on my shoulders and he stuck his big cock in my mouth. I could taste my pussy juices all over him and I licked them off like a cock hungry slut. I wasn’t sucking him long at all before he started shooting his hot cum into my mouth all over my tongue. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sq5X2xMYdkI/AAAAAAAABWo/actkdq2_4zY/s1600-h/blon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sq5X2xMYdkI/AAAAAAAABWo/actkdq2_4zY/s400/blon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381335203184145986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never saw that guy again. I never even got his name but I never forgot him! When I finally made it home. My boyfriend was waiting with a nice hard cock for me to suck. And I was more than happy to oblige. In the back of my mind I was thinking about the hot guy in the bar and hoping none of  my boyfriend’s friends saw or boy was I going to be in trouble big!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-8667297756429959121?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8667297756429959121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/shopping-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/8667297756429959121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/8667297756429959121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/shopping-trip.html' title='Shopping Trip'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sq5acXo5pTI/AAAAAAAABW4/lJI36VlULpI/s72-c/Miniskirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-5038068406183184752</id><published>2009-09-11T21:58:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T22:26:51.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Email</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqsDdLhdYoI/AAAAAAAABWY/LVMuf83h5iQ/s1600-h/3778-Lexi-Belle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqsDdLhdYoI/AAAAAAAABWY/LVMuf83h5iQ/s400/3778-Lexi-Belle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380397979668406914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a paragraph taken from an email someone sent me: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I ever make it to *insert my state here* will you promise to meet with me? I want you to suck my cock so bad Des! I've been with lots of girls but I know I've never been with one who enjoys sucking cock as much as you seem to. I'd like to have at least one time in my life where the girl is totally in love with the idea. That's all us guys want is a girl who will suck our cocks and love it. Please tell me Des how you'd suck my cock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my friend, I'd probably first get my hands all over it. I'd stroke the long meaty shaft and fondle your balls. This wouldn't go on for long though because touching it would make me NEED to get my lips on it. Soon I'd slide down to my knees and wrap my full painted lips right around that swollen head and work that shaft into my mouth taking it in inch by inch smearing my cocksucker red lipstick down the hard shaft until I had your head squeezed into my throat. I'd begin working your cock good fucking it with my mouth moaning all over your cock like a slut in heat. I'd take it out of my mouth at some point and sit back and admire it. Then I'd rub it all over my face before sliding it back into my mouth, using my tongue to work the shaft...and if you are like most men that first time you wont last very long. Yeah my hot mouth on your cock with my tounge working that shaft and your head squeezing into my throat will be a little too much for you to bear and soon you'll be shooting your delightful creamy load of cum all over my tongue and down my throat. Which I happily swallow up like a cum thirsty whore! But don't fret. After I let you rest a little while I'll be sucking you hard again and the fun will start all over...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-5038068406183184752?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5038068406183184752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/email.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/5038068406183184752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/5038068406183184752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/email.html' title='Email'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqsDdLhdYoI/AAAAAAAABWY/LVMuf83h5iQ/s72-c/3778-Lexi-Belle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-4956476514094944857</id><published>2009-09-10T21:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T21:32:22.389-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Can Turn My Frown Upside Down?</title><content type='html'>I was pretty cranky yesterday. You know it was that time of the month the body is bloated, I feel crampy, physically exhausted and everything annoys me and life just appears  bleak for the most part for a day or two...then I get a call that involves me doing a favor for someone and getting paid back with a nice creamy treat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you know me! I'm right on that one! Well it just turned the whole day around. Suddenly I had something to look forward to. Funny how the prospect of cock to suck does that for me. Okay I know it's an addiction of sorts but heck it's not hurting anyone right? Well aside from a sore cock here and there. So I think it's an okay kind of addiction to have. Don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the end of the day yesterday I had my favorite treat. A nice meaty cock to suck which amounted to a long and luscious cocksucking only to end in a mouthful of creamy cum. Mmmmm….my favorite! Yup, life is good! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sqh_wkRbuiI/AAAAAAAABWQ/TqRmV8kApcs/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 376px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sqh_wkRbuiI/AAAAAAAABWQ/TqRmV8kApcs/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379690227241302562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-4956476514094944857?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4956476514094944857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-can-turn-my-frown-upside-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/4956476514094944857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/4956476514094944857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-can-turn-my-frown-upside-down.html' title='What Can Turn My Frown Upside Down?'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sqh_wkRbuiI/AAAAAAAABWQ/TqRmV8kApcs/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-8300991493581574582</id><published>2009-09-08T18:58:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T19:20:43.369-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Out Cock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sqblto8YwwI/AAAAAAAABWA/PdqtH_qGK24/s1600-h/blond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 88px; height: 88px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sqblto8YwwI/AAAAAAAABWA/PdqtH_qGK24/s400/blond.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379239377188209410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a girl just has to call up a guy with a hot cock and have him come over to her rescue. That's what I did last night. I was reading an old edition to Variations and well quite frankly it was getting me hot! I needed some cock! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ordered one up. He came over a short while later and things heated up right there at the door. We were kissing and feeling one another up. I had my hands in his pants and he unfastened his pants complaining that I was going to break them. This was fine by me as now I could get at his cock I fell to my knees and took in that big boy sucking him for all I was worth. Till the cock's owner grew tired and wanted to sit. "You wouldn't want me to be uncomfortable would you?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, not at all!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took his pants off the rest of the way and sat in the chair. I quickly went right back to sucking him. Licking, sucking, working that cock swallowing every inch while he pulled my hair and forced my head down over his cock. Oh how I love being manhandled, treated like an owned slut there to pleasure his cock! Nothing gets me hotter! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqbmDgkxlrI/AAAAAAAABWI/56eZPE0tsiA/s1600-h/blowjob_busty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 193px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqbmDgkxlrI/AAAAAAAABWI/56eZPE0tsiA/s400/blowjob_busty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379239752898811570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a great deal of time working that cock being a total cock whore for it. Till he finally decided he wanted to fuck my dripping cunt. My cunt was more than ready to be fucked! But first he went down on me licking me dripping juices as he flicked his tongue over my clit. He made me cum like a slut and then he threw my legs up and slid between my legs fucking me hard. Oh God his cock felt so good in my pussy. "Fuck me," I cried out. I was cumming again as he pumped the pleasure into me and then he was moaning loud and spurting his hot cum deep in my already dripping cunt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wasn't all though. He spent the night and in the morning I woke up to the most beautiful sight a big meaty morning cock staring me in the face. I just had to have it. I was soon sucking it like a cock hungry whore until he threw me on my back and fucked me again. Making me cum hard. He didn't cum though and soon I was sucking his cock licking the pussy juices from the stiff shaft and swollen head. I sucked his sweet morning cock until he made me stop. God I so love a good stiff cock first thing in the morning! It's just the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-8300991493581574582?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8300991493581574582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/take-out-cock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/8300991493581574582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/8300991493581574582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/take-out-cock.html' title='Take Out Cock'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sqblto8YwwI/AAAAAAAABWA/PdqtH_qGK24/s72-c/blond.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-756678431327513800</id><published>2009-09-06T10:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T10:55:18.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqPNJSIov5I/AAAAAAAABVQ/keceS0-4xKU/s1600-h/phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 80px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqPNJSIov5I/AAAAAAAABVQ/keceS0-4xKU/s400/phone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378367939381084050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held the phone to my ear while rubbing my clit with my other hand.&lt;br /&gt;“Pull out that big dildo and shove it in that slut pussy!”&lt;br /&gt;My hand reached into the drawer next to me and pulled out the big flesh colored dildo and just like he demanded I slid it into my pussy. My pussy felt so full as I began to fuck myself hard with it.&lt;br /&gt;“You’d like to have a group of well hung men surround you? Wouldn’t you?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes!”&lt;br /&gt;“You’d like to have them all taking turns with you and rubbing their big meaty cocks all over your face while one drives his cock down your throat and another fucks you. Wouldn’t you?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes!”&lt;br /&gt;I kept fucking myself hard with the dildo, listening to his slutty words. It was as if I were there in that room with all those men and their well hung cocks surrounding me and cock was all around me at my disposal…or perhaps it was me that was at their disposal. At that point it’s difficult to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rammed that rubber cock into my pussy. His dominant voice spoke into my ear calling me a slut and whore. Demanding that I suck cock and fuck cock like a whore. I came hard all over that dildo as I imagined my mouth all over someone’s big stiff cock while another pounded me from behind and I imagined the sight of all that cock all around me, watching the boys stroke their meat and shoot their creamy cum all over my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon he was moaning into the phone and telling me, “Here’s that nice hot load for you to lick up!”  Mmm, I wanted his cum! I wanted it so bad! Wanted to lick it and feel it all over my lips….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my Sunday morning…how’s your day going so far?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-756678431327513800?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/756678431327513800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday-morning.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/756678431327513800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/756678431327513800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday-morning.html' title='Sunday Morning'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqPNJSIov5I/AAAAAAAABVQ/keceS0-4xKU/s72-c/phone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-7125233360352539932</id><published>2009-09-05T16:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T16:58:37.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqLP1nyfyzI/AAAAAAAABVA/5y7OTyEgNis/s1600-h/Harley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqLP1nyfyzI/AAAAAAAABVA/5y7OTyEgNis/s200/Harley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378089425154591538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was laying in the bed this morning still sleepy when I heard a really loud motorcycle go by and it made me think of a man who I was dating for a short time last year. We’ll call him Harley for obvious reasons. Yes he drove a Harley but he was packing a Harley in his pants if ever I saw one! ;-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any event it took me back in time to this day when we had slept over his brother’s house because we were there partying all night. Harley was far to drunk to drive us home. In the early morning hours Harley got up to pee and when he came back to the bed he forgot to shut the door. I was aware the door was opened and thought about getting up to shut it myself but instead I drifted back to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short while later I woke up and it occurred to me that there was a strong handsome man with a big cock laying beside me and so I slid down to the middle of his body and started sucking his soft cock. It was soon growing really big. It was a big cock so I sucked the head and stroked the long shaft with my hands letting my tongue work as much of the shaft as I could fit in my mouth. He was softly moaning and telling me how good it felt. I continued to suck it when I caught a glimpse of something just outside the door. It was Harley’s brother’s wife. She was standing off to the side of the door trying not to be noticed. She must have stumbled upon us but she didn’t seem to be politely leaving. Instead she was just standing there watching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This totally aroused me and I positioned my self so that she could get a better view as I sucked, licked and stroked that massive erection. I rubbed that big member all over my face and lips and told him how much I loved sucking his cock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stood there trying to hide completely mesmerized. Then finally I got what any cum thirsty slut wants and that’s a nice hot load but I pretended to let the cock fall from lips as if I dropped it and let the last two streams of cum blast out Some landed on the bed and Harley’s leg while another big stream shot up and landed on the top of my head leaving thick juicy cum dripping down my long blonde hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Harley after if he saw her but he said he didn’t. I wondered about that but I didn’t argue with him. I asked him if he thought she wanted to get her hands all over his tool. He said, “Of course she doesn’t! She was probably just curious about what we were doing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I retorted, “Don’t be ridiculous! She was loving the view! She was so mesmerized she couldn’t move. Admit it Harley, she wants suck your big hot cock!”&lt;br /&gt;He grinned at the idea and quickly changed the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that day I always thought about her and fantasized about bringing her in and letting her suck Harley’s cock with me. I bet she was totally intrigued with her brother’s in law massive cock. I bet to this day she still thinks about that day and how I sucked it and wishes it could be her. I asked Harely about getting her involved but Harley said, “No way! That’s my brother’s wife!” Well yes he has a point and he and his brother are very close. I wouldn’t want to mess up any family values. Still I sure enjoyed thinking about it. I often imagined her wrapping her full lips around his stiff cock and delighting in its thick meaty girth as she did her best to stuff every hot inch in her mouth. I bet soon she’d have to fuck that beauty. That’s the thing about a cock like that. You aren’t sucking it for very long when it begins to speak to you, telling you how good a nice big thick piece of meat like that would feel in your hot little pussy. Soon you just can’t help yourself you have to stuff every fat inch into your wet dripping cunt and fuck that bad boy for all you’re worth. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqLQcKTWYaI/AAAAAAAABVI/l_IExWEDrGw/s1600-h/two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqLQcKTWYaI/AAAAAAAABVI/l_IExWEDrGw/s200/two.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378090087254221218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I’ve always wished I could have seen that and shared that with her. I can’t even say why just the whole thing gets me so hot. I often wondered too what her husband was packing. Harley was obviously the taller and better looking of the two but his brother wasn’t bad nor little by any means. I’m sure he had something well worth getting one’s hands on in his pants too! Swapping could have been fun but Harley wasn’t into such kinky things. He didn’t even seem to really like thinking about kinky things like that. Which was a shame because he and I could have shared a lot of fun fantasies about his brother and sister in law. I wonder why so many people are afraid to let their minds wander and talk about hot sexy things. It doesn’t mean you have to do them. In fact, a lot of times just talking about them with each other is by far sexier then doing the very things you’re talking about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me my most favorite thing in the whole world is to share sexual fantasies, thoughts, memories and ideas with my lover and then having some passionate sex as we both think about it. More people ought to embrace that idea and stop being so afraid. Talking about it really isn’t going to make you do anything you don’t really want to do….unless of course you really really want to….heh heh heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-7125233360352539932?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7125233360352539932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-was-laying-in-bed-this-morning-still.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/7125233360352539932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/7125233360352539932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-was-laying-in-bed-this-morning-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqLP1nyfyzI/AAAAAAAABVA/5y7OTyEgNis/s72-c/Harley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-7542303627690558071</id><published>2009-09-04T21:57:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:24:23.598-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Philosophy on Love, Sex and Getting it Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqHNY69vvdI/AAAAAAAABUg/9tyxa-MuqWg/s1600-h/HoldingHands-main_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqHNY69vvdI/AAAAAAAABUg/9tyxa-MuqWg/s200/HoldingHands-main_Full.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377805258085875154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a conversation with a guy from work tonight about Love and sex of all things. He says that love never works because one person always loves the other person more. I say that sometimes that's true but in a good relationship both parties might go back and forth a little on that. In other words sometimes one will love the other more and then at other times the other will love the one more. He said he didn't believe that. But if that weren't the case then why do some relationship really work and some don't? If one person always loved the other one more then eventually the other would tire of not having their love reciprocated. Oh it will work for awhile but even the most persistent lovers will eventually tire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also said that sexually one would always desire one more than the other. Again I didn't agree. Sex is a two way street and it would get pretty boring if the sex only ran one way. Two people can sexually desire one another simultaneously. I thought it was kind of sad that he didn't think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess because in love and sex it's so difficult to find someone who is compatible that it leads people to become cynical or misguided over the issue. I've had a lot of relationships in my life. I think more than most people. No one could tell you more than I how difficult it is to get it right. I believe though that life wont give you that special last forever relationship until you earn it and sometimes for many earning it is just too much trouble. How much is it worth to you. Everything always comes down to that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexually you can meet people that will excite you and satisfy you for the time being, maybe a night, a week, a couple of months, a year, even a couple of years but to find one that lasts the long term is so very rare. But it's not impossible and it really should be everyone's goal. To not be with someone who you are passionate about, who you don't connect with sexually, who can't thrill you is a crime against yourself really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too long ago I was in a relationship with someone who didn't do it for me sexually. I tried to compromise with myself. But there was something inside of me aching and longing for more. It's almost like a part of you has to die to endure it. It's even more difficult to endure once you've had a taste of the real thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are passionate and excited about someone you are alive! It is the most wonderful feeling in the world. If you can't be with someone who can give you that then the only other workable solution is to have sex with new people again and again. There is always something exciting about having sex with new people even if you wouldn't like them for the long term. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqHOfUASbpI/AAAAAAAABUo/4BPoWUq0FQo/s1600-h/cum-gangbang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqHOfUASbpI/AAAAAAAABUo/4BPoWUq0FQo/s200/cum-gangbang.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377806467398266514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyone of decent looks and at least half a brain is game. But in the end the best thing is when you are madly and passionately in love with someone. The sexual feeling that comes with that is so intense and can never be matched. Though sometimes that feeling makes you so excited and turned on that you want to fuck everyone just because your just so horny and feel so good! :-) Somehow that doesn't seem fair but I suppose that's just another challenge of life's and each couple has to figure out how to handle that stuff on their own or too some blow what they have....oooooh did I say blow? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqHO8P-iDDI/AAAAAAAABU4/jnG1Fw06JMk/s1600-h/007-2-baang-gang-squad-3390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 127px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqHO8P-iDDI/AAAAAAAABU4/jnG1Fw06JMk/s200/007-2-baang-gang-squad-3390.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377806964533365810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and on another note. I'm having internet troubles. So if I disappear I haven't gone away I just can't get my provider here until the middle of the month. So you might lose me for a little while temporarily. So far the trouble seems intermittent so hopefully it won't interrupt my slutty blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-7542303627690558071?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7542303627690558071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/philosophy-on-love-sex-and-getting-it.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/7542303627690558071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/7542303627690558071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/philosophy-on-love-sex-and-getting-it.html' title='Philosophy on Love, Sex and Getting it Right'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/SqHNY69vvdI/AAAAAAAABUg/9tyxa-MuqWg/s72-c/HoldingHands-main_Full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-5130953014403856964</id><published>2009-09-02T21:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:58:34.435-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Man?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sp8itu0do4I/AAAAAAAABUY/oT3_qPn6AVo/s1600-h/edwardbella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sp8itu0do4I/AAAAAAAABUY/oT3_qPn6AVo/s200/edwardbella.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377054649161196418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally watched the movie Twilight tonight. I've been meaning to for some time because of all the hype. Girls every where are in love with Edward Cullen.  The girls at my job are just totally swept away with him. They're all madly in love with a fictional character! They think he's the perfect man! The perfect man?  Um....no! Oh he has his charms, don't get me wrong. He's dangerous and mysterious. I'll give him that and  yet he is very protective of his love. We women love that! He is unselfish and more interested in saving her life than serving his own selfish needs of blood sucking. Which yes makes him pretty special. But he can't make love to her, or kiss her too passionately because he is afraid he'll lose control and eat her. Okay maybe not eat her but drink her blood and kill her. Well a guy like that wouldn't last five minutes in my life! What the hell do you mean you're afraid to lose control? Lose control baby! Kiss me hard! Go on bite my neck, suck my blood! Fuck me into a fucking vampire and don't stop till the sun comes up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-5130953014403856964?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5130953014403856964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/perfect-man.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/5130953014403856964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/5130953014403856964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/perfect-man.html' title='The Perfect Man?'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sp8itu0do4I/AAAAAAAABUY/oT3_qPn6AVo/s72-c/edwardbella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-8993278929865156043</id><published>2009-09-02T07:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T08:08:32.334-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sp5gNZuL8RI/AAAAAAAABUQ/rIo-L1pM9jQ/s1600-h/4382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 75px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sp5gNZuL8RI/AAAAAAAABUQ/rIo-L1pM9jQ/s200/4382.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376840788486123794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday a new guy started at work and he was added to my team. I couldn't help but notice this young man was tall, muscular and so delicious looking. I kept glancing at his crotch trying to get a glimpse of what might hide beneath. His hands were big and strong which gave hint at what may be in his pants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being that he's on my team means that I'm basically in charge of him. I can discipline him at my will or reward him when he's good along with a whole bunch of other good stuff. Well I know what I'd like to do. I'd like to tell him to drop those pants and let me see what you got! Then I'd get my hands all over that hot cock and stroke it feeling how big and strong it is. Doing this would lead me to soon wrap my lips around that succulent head and my tongue works it's way down the long meaty shaft. Soon I'd be sucking that hard cock for all I was worth begging it for its flavor. Oh yeah I'd suck that bad boy till it spit out its juicy treat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How then should I reward him for being such a good boy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-8993278929865156043?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8993278929865156043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/8993278929865156043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/8993278929865156043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-guy.html' title='New Guy'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sp5gNZuL8RI/AAAAAAAABUQ/rIo-L1pM9jQ/s72-c/4382.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-6588133558621330061</id><published>2009-09-01T19:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T19:25:13.051-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Dom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sp2tVFb8KVI/AAAAAAAABUI/WvdCXnw0Ono/s1600-h/2272799-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sp2tVFb8KVI/AAAAAAAABUI/WvdCXnw0Ono/s200/2272799-lg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376644107898464594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a visit from a hot dominant. Whenever I need some really great sex this is the go to guy! He leaves me in a total puddle of melted slut every time! He came in threw me up against the door and started kissing me, he was feeling up my ass cheeks and kissing me so passionately my knees were literally shaking. He seemed to be having a difficult time deciding whether to throw me to my knees to suck his cock or to keep kissing me. He opted for the kissing for the present time. I was feeling just as torn and glad he was the one in control therefore I didn’t have to make the decision! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After kissing me for a good long time and turning my pussy into a slippery wet dripping mess he pushed me to my knees to suck his cock where I happily sucked it like a slut. I was doing all I could to swallow every hot inch and he was helping me out by forcing my head down over his cock. I dutifully sucked that sexy cock like any good slut would. My legs were growing numb but I couldn’t move I just had to keep sucking that most delicious gorgeous cock! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally he pulled me across the floor. I had all I could do to keep up with  him with legs falling asleep and all. He tore at his clothes, ripping them all off and tossing them in a heap and then sat down in a chair where I immediately resumed sucking his meaty cock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working it good, licking that shaft and swallowing every inch and just to make sure I did he had his hands in my hair forcing my head down over his cock while he told me to suck that cock! At one point he pulled me up and off of his cock and kissed me so passionately I thought I’d swoon!  Then just as quickly he pushed me back down onto his cock and told me to suck his cock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I told him how much I adore his perfect cock and what a whore I am for it while I licked the shaft and balls and then sucked on his clean shaven smooth and tasty balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept working his cock like a total whore begging that rod for its man-juice. I let my tongue work the shaft and I pumped my mouth over it vigorously until I got what I was begging for. He shot this beautiful hot delightfully creamy treat all over my tongue and I worked ardently to lap up every last drop. Mmmm, how I love the taste of cum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went into my room afterwards and hung out in the bed. I scratched his back and we talked about all kinds of things. A little later we were kissing and he was rubbing my pussy. “You want me to lick that pussy?” He asked. &lt;br /&gt;“Yes, I would!”&lt;br /&gt;“Would you like me to suck that clit?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, I would like that very much! Please do.” &lt;br /&gt;He slid his hot Adonis body down between my legs and began licking at my pussy. What an expert pussy licker this guy was!  It felt incredible and it wasn’t long before I started cumming like a whore. He continued the onslaught to my clit and made me cum over and over while I moaned and groaned and told him how good it feels. Grabbing at his head, I couldn’t say how many times he made me cum but damn it felt great! I so needed that! He licks the best damn pussy in the world as far as I’m concerned! Damn that was hot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-6588133558621330061?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6588133558621330061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/hot-dom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/6588133558621330061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/6588133558621330061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/hot-dom.html' title='Hot Dom'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Sp2tVFb8KVI/AAAAAAAABUI/WvdCXnw0Ono/s72-c/2272799-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-8195027594643226532</id><published>2009-08-31T03:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T03:38:04.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Words</title><content type='html'>This week I went through total devastation all because I read an email incorrectly. When I was finally able to get the courage to go back and read the words that absolutely crushed and devastated me I was shocked and very much relieved to read that the words I thought I read were not the words there at all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how I managed to misread it. Emotions were charged at the time and I totally read it wrong. The moral of the story is that really important things really shouldn't be said in email. It's too easy to screw up. If it had been a conversation I would have said something. I would have made the person repeat it. So be careful what you read. Having the print in front of you isn't always the proof you think it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with this email below  I think the writer's intentions are quite clear:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;im not into pain either but i love to play.im an open fun guy.i enjoy getting a hot bj and fucking a womans face. i want to fuck your face until you puke all over my cock. &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um no!!! Guys this is an example of what not to say. Puking all over your cock is not a turn on! Lets get something clear here. Puking is gross and puking sucks!&lt;br /&gt;Next! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Spt9uPYdQeI/AAAAAAAABTw/Y_nCEuxoyDE/s1600-h/pic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Spt9uPYdQeI/AAAAAAAABTw/Y_nCEuxoyDE/s200/pic2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376028813553385954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-8195027594643226532?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8195027594643226532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/words.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/8195027594643226532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/8195027594643226532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/words.html' title='Words'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/Spt9uPYdQeI/AAAAAAAABTw/Y_nCEuxoyDE/s72-c/pic2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006078852334885245.post-4976422653076706269</id><published>2009-08-30T20:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:08:45.244-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Romeo</title><content type='html'>Well for those of you who remember me I'd love to hear from you. Read my stories maybe some will be true and some will be fantasy. You decide which is which. ;-) Good to be back! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo is a guy from work who I’ve been friends with for a few years. Just the other day at my weakest most vulnerable moment he kissed me. That kiss of course led to me sucking him off in a hidden spot outside at work.  I pulled at his pants frantically to get at his stiff cock bulging and trying to free itself from the confines of his pants. Once I did I wrapped my lips right around it and sucked it for all I was worth feeling the swollen head in my throat and the hard shaft run over my tongue. His cock was beautiful! Just the perfect kind of cock for sucking and suck it I did. Sadly though I made him cum fast which was probably good since we were on lunch and we only get an hour. He would probably be in more trouble than I would if he were late. My department is a little more lax as long as you get your work done. Anyway he busted his creamy load all over my tongue and I swallowed it up like a hungry slut. I continued to suck it ensuring that I got every last drop and then I finally let it go from my lips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went out and I had some more of that hot cock! He really does have a nice cock! We went back to his place after hanging out at a little party with some close friends of his. We weren’t in the door five minutes before we started kissing on the couch and he was feeling me up. Soon I had his cock out and I was stroking it. He was moaning. Finally I couldn’t take it anymore and I bent forward and took it into my mouth and began to suck it, licking that stiff shaft and sucking that delectable head. I was moaning all over it as he stroked my hair and told me how good it felt. After sucking it for a good long time he said, “Des, I need to fuck you!” &lt;br /&gt;“Do you have a condom?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, lets go to my room. I have a box in there.” &lt;br /&gt;I reluctantly let go of his cock and followed him to his bedroom. He had a nice bedroom, really neat and clean and mostly black and white. It looked like a guys room. “Wow, nice room. So clean.”&lt;br /&gt;He laughed, “Yeah I have a lady who cleans my house for me. I’m not so neat believe me.” We stood next to the bed kissing and he unfastened my pants and slid them off of me. Then he slid my panties down. He guided me to the bed and mounted me missionary style with our legs still off the bed and on the floor. He started fucking me hard groaning as he did I moved beneath him making certain to get every blessed inch. Soon I was cumming and crying out. He pumped harder still making me cum really hard. Then he flipped me over and came behind me doggie style. He discovered my tattoo of my true love’s name and asked who he was. I told him that was the guy I told you about. He didn’t say anything more about it he just fucked me hard like a total whore until he busted his load into the condom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After wards we laid in the bed he held me and we talked. I told him that we really couldn’t keep doing this because I really wasn’t ready for anything and didn’t think I would be for a really long time but that I really did like him and enjoyed the time we have spent together. He seemed kind of sad about it but he said he understood. It was difficult for me to tell him that but I felt I was leading him on I didn’t want to do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006078852334885245-4976422653076706269?l=desireousagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4976422653076706269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/romeo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/4976422653076706269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006078852334885245/posts/default/4976422653076706269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireousagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/romeo.html' title='Romeo'/><author><name>Desireous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378698039586656217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D66tVAzt-EE/R4wN4jkvu7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/TFQmlN3mCes/S220/088.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
