Musings at a Macy's PARADE!

It's been a pretty surreal morning actually. Last night I was feeling pretty fucking bad, pissed -all the things you're not supposed to be. This morning wasn't much better but I figured -what the hell? -it's my first time and opportunity to see some of the stupid parade. And that I did. Or at least a bit of it. It was kind of a pretty serious fucking far jog to get there actually. And I did move around alot, trying to get a better spot and pissing people off.

But like I said the whole thing was surreal. And I loved the cold. It also gave me my first chance to wear the ridiculously expensive U-NI-TY wool/cashmere jogging pants that were a quite unexpected present from an older (and very important) guy at work. I at first had no intention of ever wearing them after it became a little more clear why (others thought) he had given them to me. Now I'm not so sure and really don't care. But (since they're jet black and heavy) they were also about the only possible thing I could wear at the moment.

So I'm standing there amongst the nameless crowd gazing up at the balloons (which I love) and I realize I'm still pretty zoned out. I'm really happy that I got to see Pokemon, Sonic the Hedgehog, Buzz Light year (who was even larger than I expected). I'm pretty damn happy to see "Spiderman" who's going to more that make up for all the horrible floats with lame singers and the fucking WEIRD dwarf dancers that just really creeped me the fuck out. They were kids from North Dakota or someplace that I seriously hope I never have to visit.

I take in as much of the Spiderman balloon as I possibly can, since I was all about him as a kid. But there's something about the way those huge balloons move so slowly way up in the air that keeps causing me to zone out again and again. I start to become aware of my cock, nearly crushed as I am in the crowd. I'm not wearing a jock since seriously I still wouldn't fit in even my regular size jock right now. My cock is still too swollen. It's hanging down halfhard, and pretty much fills any available room left in the pants next to my right thigh. Yes, the jog over was really not that comfortable and I'll probably mostly walk back and just enjoy being out in the city
.

But I keep feeling like I'm not there, and only the cold is keeping me alert which is why I like it so much. The crowd has warmed the area around me up considerably, the jogging pants are becoming hot actually and that's causing my cock to sweat, making me alot more conscious of it. There are points where I start to feel almost naked below the waist and I'm pretty amused at the reaction or attention I might get if that were so. I keep having flashback images hit me from the sex of not even 36 hours ago. It's still just so fucking vivid and I keep replaying it.

You see -YES - I DELETED my previous blog post. It made me feel stupid. I write stupid, like a comic book and now it makes me mad. If I do a good job it just sounds like I'm bragging. Everything winds up being over the top and people don't believe me. If I girl actually tells her friend that she thinks she came about 15 times during sex with you and now the friend is hitting you up -that's fantastic. What guy wouldn't be proud. But when you put that in a blog it all just seems like crap. I've already had plenty of legal issues with pics and video of me already. So FUCK IT. I'll blog a little whenever I feel like it. I'm just 22 years old. Don't expect me to act (or blog) any differently.

I'm just still pissed off as I remember so VIVIDLY grinding my cock like a mad cockscrew into that girls fat, incredibly thick pussy lips about 25-30 minutes into the sex. It had taken nearly 15 minutes before she could handle me and I could even really get started. She'd had some pretty bad squirting episodes right at the beginning, but then stopped. I'd had to modify my strokes (using much more aggressive and wider hip movements) because even though she's been impossibly tight at the beginning -all that squirting had made her sloppy wet. I spent about 15 minutes
---
squeezing those huge melon
s of hers around my cock, not realizing at the time -that such a thing was apparently pissing her off! She certainly didn't give me the impression that it was at the time. And frankly I was doing so because her pussy had become so gushy.

By the time I got back in the
re it felt completely different. Not only was it less wet, it had also tightened and become elongated, really deepening in the back. I was frankly stunned at how much of the shaft she was able to take. It didn't take long for me pumping at that depth to hit pre-climax mode. I gave her warning but have to admit that I still bucked pretty wildly inside her when it actually happened. Maybe that's what she's so mad about. I don't know. It didn't keep her from mentioning it to two of her friends -who now already have both called me--trying to be play it cool but its pretty obvious they're maybe wanting their chance at the same.

Anyway when I called her to talk last night (which is pretty fucking rare in my world) she hung up on me.

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Sean, you really don't need to worry about us readers not believing you, or thinking you are bragging! We are hanging on your every word and enjoying each exciting episode (as well as the anecdotes in between!)

Keep em coming dude.
 

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If you were making this all up, it wouldn't have the same amount of detail or effort. You could just post up "I'M AWESUM!!"

Oh wait, that's the rest of the site...my bad.
 
chargers;bt109837 said:
Haters gonna hate.

Exactly dude, "haters gonna hate". Fuck those people. Post what you want to post. We read this for entertainment. Who are we to judge whether or not it's 100% true? I, for one, would definitely enjoy reading the blog post that you deleted. And I'm sure I'm not the only one, either.
 
I don't want to debate wheter this is fake or not, either way I enjoy reading this blog because I find it entertaining.
 
Like other people I read this for the entertainment value and tbh I don't particularly care whether it's real or not, It's just another story to me.
Having thought about it though I'd say the blog is real, if it was just some guy making up fantasy shit about him being hung and fucking loads of girls the blog wouldn't have anywhere near the level of depth it does and would make zero mention of anything outside of the constant fucking of girls, like sean mentioning his new job or apartment or christmas etc.

I think people who claim it's all fake are probably just jealous they weren't lucky enough to be born into a rich family with a huge dick.
 

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