The Sponge (My Brain)
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Posted:Dec 3, 2014 5:30 am
Last Updated:Dec 3, 2014 11:54 am
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Can you ever know enough that you don't have any more questions? About the world... About something you're interested in... About another person? My mind is a sponge, and we live in a great day and age to keep feeding it. Have you ever stayed up late at night surfing for info on things that interest you? I have. What about a person. Can you ever know so much about someone that you don't have any more questions for them? I havn't found out yet. What would it mean if you did run out? You know it all and are satiated? Or you've lost interest? When I run out of curiosity and the urge to learn about things or people that excite me, I think that'll be a sign that my time is coming near... But that won't be for a LONG LONG time!
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A Day of Rememberance
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Posted:Nov 11, 2014 6:28 am
Last Updated:Dec 3, 2014 11:57 am
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Thank you to all who have served and those who now dedicate themselves to keeping this a free land!
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It's all in the timing...
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Posted:Oct 26, 2014 12:32 pm
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2024 1:10 pm
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Allow me to tell you about an experience I had in the past, that still makes me grin when I think of it.
Setting the scene... Going for a ride with a special friend, who knew I had a fantasy about getting road head (a blowjob while driving). We were on an old dirt road which had no reason to have any traffic, so I'm not putting the public in danger here! Things got started as we cruised at Sunday drive speeds, not looking to wrap myself around a tree here either. I learned a few things quickly that hadn't shown up in my fantasy... #1 is that road choice is important. A gravelly pot-holey road probably isn't ideal. The next thing I learned is that it's very difficult to turn right with a head in your lap from the passenger seat. I learned this as we barely made it through a 90 degree righty. But everything still felt fantastic and a couple of times just started to feel the slow build that usually leads to orgasm. It seems that having to keep the majority of attention on the road would cut that build up off at the pass tough, a turn or avoid a pot hole and it still felt great, but the momentum was lost. So, after several minutes I made the executive decision to pull over when an opportunity presented itself so I could concentrate on the amazing sensations in my lap. I don't know if this is common or not, but when I intentionally or unintentionally in this case have the build up pass, it takes longer to get it back. My friend was very good at what she did but had been at it for longer than I would ever expect someone to tough it out. I leaned back farther and closed my eyes to really focus on what was happening, and here came the build up, and it was brewing into a big one. Just moments before eruption, not enough time to even say anything, my friend took her mouth off of me and looked up just for a breather and to make sure I was enjoying it, still stroking me strongly. There was no stopping and I wouldn't have wanted to anyway. The result was two or three large streams rocketing skyward and coating the steering wheel. A quick OMG when she caught on what happened and back in it went, finishing a powerful cum and getting the last drops. I couldn't control myself and started laughing out loud at what happened and the sight of my steering wheel. She quickly joined in and I'm sure is a memory that lasted for her as well.
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Did I just find my creative side?
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Posted:Oct 25, 2014 12:16 pm
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2024 1:10 pm
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I miss writing my story... By the end I was getting very turned on by what my imagination was picturing, and trying to describe that in words... I've always had a good imagination but don't use it enough. Maybe I'll have to start another story... Of course it can't be about the same thing, what should I write about next? I reserve the right to throw out all of your suggestions and write what I want lol!
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A consolation to the loss of summer...
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Posted:Oct 21, 2014 9:26 pm
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2024 1:10 pm
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Beer hockey is around the corner! After doing literally nothing at all even resembling exercise this summer, I will be playing three games in three days starting this weekend. Ummm... I hope the battery is charged on the defibrillator!!! But I have two great loves in my life. In summer it's racing, in winter, hockey time is upon us. I love the game, I love playing, I love watching, I love the camaraderie... I guess it's ok that summer has left us...
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How Many's a Crowd Part VII
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Posted:Oct 20, 2014 11:10 pm
Last Updated:Oct 21, 2014 12:23 am
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I couldn't believe I was watching Hubby's cock slowly disappearing. I forgot for a moment what I was doing and just took in the scene... Mrs. forgot too but I didn't mind, her head thrown back and a broken breath escaping her. She took in every inch and held it for a moment, before hubby started to draw back and found a steady rhythm. Mrs. was definitely enjoying it, as her head was back down, shaking back and forth. Her hair so lightly tickling my wet hard cock, felt so good. Her hands planted on either side of my hips to be able to push back, she regained a little form and her lips wrapped around me again. I took the opportunity to pull an arm in and rub two fingers on her clit while Hubby slid in and out. Moans were getting louder and louder, and I'm sure if my fingers weren't there she'd be dripping on me. This inspired me, and I think Hubby saw what I was thinking as he moved to shallow strokes, giving me room to get my tongue to her clit. She squealed and tried to push back on Hubby, but he held back and let me taste the sweet nectar. I surprised both him and myself when I slid my tongue from her clit down his shaft and back, then again, before giving the clit a final flick and letting Hubby get back to work. Mrs.' body shuddered once, then a little while after a second orgasm took her. Her mouth was on me and felt good, but she was far too distracted to really be doing much. Hubby pulled out and Mrs. rolled off me onto her back. Hubby moved around and semi straddled her head, offering his balls to her waiting tongue. I didn't wait to be told what was next, I moved off the bed and positioned myself between her thighs. I could feel her heat even before my head parted her lips, and she was so wet that I slid right in. Our hips met, and I've never thought I was a small guy but it felt so good on the way in, I wished I had another couple of inches. I compensated by trying to push harder into her, and she met me, pushing back just as hard grinding her clit against me. I dropped back and fell into a slow rhythm, watching one ball then the other of Hubby's go into her mouth. He was stroking himself and watching me in and out of his wife. Lifting his nuts off of her, he guided his cock to her lips. She didn't move and he pumped in and out of her mouth. She reached over her head with one hand and massaged his tightening sack. My excitement was reaching a critical point as well, pumping faster and faster. She climaxed around me, tightening down, starting my climax in motion. Her helping Hubby also put him over the top. I pulled out and sent a stream across her belly, and even reached part of one breast. At the same time Hubby pulled back and his first shot hit her chin and onto her breasts as well... I spurted a couple more on her belly while Hubby's cock disappeared back into Mrs. mouth, along with any cum he had to give. We moved to lay on the bed, Hubby and I surrounding Mrs., spent, exhausted, and knowing this was something that was definitely going to have to happen again...
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Turning of the seasons
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Posted:Oct 20, 2014 7:56 am
Last Updated:Oct 20, 2014 5:59 pm
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I'm not one to usually mourn the passing season... But it was such a crappy summer weather wise here that I can't help it. We better get a double summer next year Ms. Nature! My procrastinating will have to come to an end though, there are boats to winterize, docks to take out of the water, and a winter wardrobe to dig out. RIP Summer 2014, we hardly knew ye...
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How Many's a Crowd? Part VI
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Posted:Oct 14, 2014 6:23 am
Last Updated:Oct 14, 2014 6:26 am
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I laid down with my head at the foot of the bed, enjoying the view looking up at Mrs. and Hubby wrapped together, before she broke off and straddled my head. She stayed up, wiggling her hips over me in the most intoxicating tease. I was able to resist for a few seconds before I grabbed her hips and pulled her pussy down to my face. She let out a half squeal and giggle, immediately followed by a long moan as I pressed my lips over her clit and applied a little suction. I released my grip and she lifted slightly, allowing me to start exploring her lips with my tongue, occasionally probing inside. She leaned forward and took my now hardening cock in her hand and began some light pumping. I felt the bed move a little as Hubby knelt beside us, offering his also hardening cock which quickly disappeared into her mouth. I focused again on the honey pot in front of me, wrapping my hands around and cupping her fine ass. My efforts were rewarded with sweet juices for my probing tongue, and after getting an extended taste, began slowly shifting my attention more and more to the clit, though making sure none of those juices were wasted. I felt lips wrap around me and their warmth sent a shiver through me. While the mouth worked on me, a hand massaged my balls and I involuntarily began grinding my hips. By now I was totally focused on the clitoral area of the hips above me, which were also squirming and starting to press into me, building towards something big. The mouth came off of me for a moment and the air hitting my moistened cock was a delicious cool sensation. A hand again wrapped around me, keeping me at attention. I hadn't realized that Hubby had gotten off of the bed until the light was blocked out by his figure. Mrs.' hips lifted off of my face to meet Hubby's hard cock, which slid into her in one long, smooth stroke. I could not believe I was seeing this inches from my face, what an incredible visual!
Image taken from the web, not me or anyone I know
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Happy Thanksgiving Canada!
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Posted:Oct 12, 2014 10:27 am
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2024 1:10 pm
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Hope your turkey is moist and succulent! And enjoy the pumkin pie fellow Canucks!
To my American friends, thanks for giving us mid-day football on that day in November that you lie to call Thanksgiving!
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I need a new alarm clock!
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Posted:Oct 9, 2014 6:31 am
Last Updated:Oct 12, 2014 11:30 pm
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I slept in this morning by about 20 minutes  That makes my morning a scramble and means I have to drive past Tim Hortons without stopping for a coffee Now that sucks!!!
I need a new alarm clock! I don't like loud bells and radio alarms have all those annoying morning show people acting like asses.... I'd like to find maybe one with two soft lips, a warm twisting tongue, and a penchant for caressing... Anyone seen one like this?
I'd still be 20 minutes late to start my morning, but be in a hell of a lot better mood!!!
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Dirty Trick There Mama Nature!
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Posted:Oct 8, 2014 6:06 am
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2024 1:10 pm
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On the brief occasions this week when the sun has snuck out, the colours on the trees have been gorgeous! But you can't fool me Mother Nature, I know it's just a trick to distract us from the fact that you took summer away!
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How Many's a Crowd? Part V
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Posted:Oct 2, 2014 12:11 am
Last Updated:Oct 2, 2014 12:12 am
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I sat up on the edge of the bed, head still reeling a bit and my cock still very sensitive. I was so aroused that despite my explosion, it still hadn't started to soften yet. Mrs. sat on the bed beside me, and Hubby next to her. She would turn to kiss one of us, deep passionate kisses now, driven by her lust and desire for both of us. Then turn to the other and match the deep long kiss. Her hips were wiggling between us, which I took as a sign that she was really enjoying being the center of attention and was ripe with anticipation. When she next turned to me and we locked in kiss again, Hubby took a breast in his mouth, causing Mrs. to moan into my kiss. When she was ready to turn again, I followed suit and the responding moan had a quiver to it, as she was almost vibrating with excitement. Her nipples were like hard rubber bullets, Mrs pushing her chest out craving the attention they were getting. Mrs. came back to me and the ritual continued, hubby's tongue finding her nipple again, but suddenly she jumped and squeeked, momentarily breaking off our kiss. Hubby's hand had found its way between her thighs and was tracing light circles on her clit. Her breathing was getting shallow and rapid and her kiss still passionate but clearly distracted. I broke off so that Hubby and I could each take care of a breast and my hand ran gently up and down her inner thigh while Hubby worked on her clit. Her head thrown back, she drew a deep breath and held it for a couple of seconds, before letting out a yelp as her body quivered. The first of what I would hope to be many climaxes she experienced. Hubby and I both sat back up, and we were both again rewarded with long kisses. I was starting to feel bolder and moved onto the bed, I told Mrs. I wanted her to sit on my face. She treated me to a big smile and started to move over me.
(still not me or anyone I know, pic from the net)
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How do you manage expectations?
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Posted:Oct 1, 2014 7:37 pm
Last Updated:Oct 8, 2014 6:07 am
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So I've been through it before... Being on here under an old profile... You contact someone... Chat and flirt, get to know each other... Get a little raunchy even  Then the time comes to meet... First rule is to meet on neutral ground, in public of course... But what goes through your head as you go to meet that lady/fella that you were having cybersex or dirty talking with the night before? In reality, this is a stranger standing before you, and it can be a little awkward... Especially if there was some misrepresentation of who this person is or how they look... can you differentiate between what you hope might happen or what you may expect to happen? Can you really go in with no hopes or expectations and just meet this person and see how it goes? And what if you're a tool like me who couldn't read a sign if it was written on their forehead? A lady could probably take off her bra in the bar, wrap it around my neck and start leading me out like on a leash, and my dumb brain would still be asking "I wonder where we're going now"... My ramble for the day...
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