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I have to say that as far as I'm concerned 33 degrees is the perfect running/jogging weather. I just got back from what was for me a pretty long run (for the winter) of about 2 1/2 hours. I even made an extra detour to run up to and around Time Square to see if its still as dreary and ridiculous as ever. Yeah, no surprises there. Still I'm never happier than when I've got patches of snow everywhere. This extra long excursion was partly to clear my head (I think) after the events of yesterday afternoon.
Sure, by now I've been fortunate enough to have fucked a good deal of pussy. And mostly fresh young, Grade A, cream of the crop pussy at that. Still I haven't had the opportunity to fuck more than just a handful of virgins. And it certainly isn't from lack of opportunity to have fucked a lot more. But when confronted with the reality of the size of my cock (and in particular the head which can swell to just over 2 inches wide when fully hard) most of the time sheer pussy panic usually sets in. Abort! Abort the mission - please! Fortunately yesterday afternoon's experience was a bit more successful.
There is a 20 year old swimmer babe who spotted me at one of the fitness centers where I've been working out for several years now. I primarily go there for the pool though. She struck up a conversation with me about 2 months ago and obviously has had her eye on "my bod" perhaps ever since. But in this she is no different from about a dozen other people I can think of from there (about half of which are men). Even though I always go to these places to friggin WORK OUT and not socialize, I'm in truth a pretty friendly guy perhaps so naturally maybe people want to talk to me. The fact that I have a cock that is both a shower and a grower and is always tightly packed into a speedo presenting I expect a rather jaw dropping bulge most of the time may or may not have anything to do with people seemingly always wanting to strike up a conversation.
But to make what could be a really long getting to know someone story short lets just say she'd really been throwing a lot of serious obvious signals that she was very interested in seeing me sans Speedo and maybe even getting to know me in the biblical sense for about the past 3 weeks. She's from the city and lives with her parents (not far from me or the fitness center as it turns out) and is going to school at one of the local major Universities. Unfortunately (or fortunately - I haven't decided which yet) - it's the same one as "Tigger"). She's majoring in "Research and Experimental Psychology". I told her I'm not even sure what that even is but that it's pointless to spend too much time trying to figure me out.
I was a little late for my regular swim on Monday night and had gotten several pretty anxious texts from her - all alluding to the fact that she was hoping that Friday could be the day! This was surprising on a number of fronts,first being that I know I hadn't given her my cell #,and secondly from the seeming implications. It was only a short time before that she'd even mentioned in a rather surprising conversation that she was a little embarrassed to still be a virgin at 20. By the time I got to the pool she seemed a little hysterical (not good considering her major) but all was explained soon. Both of her parents were away visiting Hawaii for 2 weeks but would be returning on Saturday. She knew that I'd mentioned I often only work a half day on Fridays. She been thinking things over quite furiously in her mind for sometime but had finally decided she wanted to lose her virginity with me - no strings attached! (whatever in the fuck that means).
So lets just say this Genie was happy to grant her wish! She has a killer,fucking body (which I'd already had plenty of opportunity to view most of) and is energetic as hell (as most swimmers are). She wanted all this to occur at her place in her own bed (which I had no problems with) although I still had a hell of a time finding her basically unmarked building in spite of it being walking distance from where I live.
Her pussy was a shock, being much plumper and swollen when the time came than I was expecting. As is my usual custom I licked, sucked, swallowed and just basically devoured her perfectly formed clit for close to an hour while she pretty much screamed from pleasure the whole time (which was a real treat!). I"m happy to say her pussy really opened up pretty wide while I did this. In fact I only caught site of just some thin folds along the opening. Although definitely the sweet tart smell was quite distinctive and can just cause a guys heart to pound with excitement over the tightness and special sensations likely to be encountered within.
Fortunately my cock was so covered in heavy precum that getting it inside (or at least the first inch then finally two inches) was not nearly the struggle I have frequently encountered before (and sometimes from babes who were far from being virgins). It became pretty clear very soon that I would have to be content with only about 2 inches of her pussy to work with for a good while. Work it over I did as much as my skills would allow, but at some point it just gets slightly absurd working over a pussy when you still have slightly more than 8 inches of your shaft being held in reserve outside of her!
At some point though after about 40 long minutes a magic moment happened and about 6/7 inches of my cock slid inside her. FUCK ME - I know I let out several audible deep guttural moans that were practically screams from the deep sensations of pleasure when that happened. Fortunately I was able to regain my composure and almost instinctively knew what to do. I pulled her ankles up to my shoulders (no problem since she has that swimmers great flexibility) locked myself in a firm pushup position on top of her and gave her about 10 -12 minutes of the kind of deep cock fucking I imagine she had been hoping for. It was certainly the type of indescribably tight, wet and HOT unexplored pure pussy pleasure that you only get just a few times EVER.
I seriously don't know which one of us was making more fucking noise! I was quite literally yelling near the top of my lungs from the sensations of pleasure. Then at one point I had to pull back and let her legs down. Her pussy was violently contracting and squeezing against my cock so hard I knew she had to be cumming. I pulled fully out at one point but she fucking SCREAMED at me to put it back in. The next time I pulled out (and I'll keep how long that was between us) she certainly understood why. Her eyes had pulled back into her head by then but she clearly saw it happening. As the heavy thick spurts proceeded to land high up on her body past her breasts (yet obviously continuing to splatter much longer than she'd anticipated) I watched her mouth slowly opening to form a wide "O". After what had to be close to 2 minutes of this she uttered "oh my god". The last time I came was nearly five weeks ago. You do the math. This is what happens. I'd even mentioned it to her, but I think maybe that detail just got lost in the general excitement. Anyway, welcome to my world. And thanks for the very fresh puss.
She managed to take a pic of me crawling on her little bed in her room NAKED (but still with my cock hidden from her) right before we seriously got things started. She sent that to me and I've taken the liberty of posting it just now on my Twitter. Anything else will need to stay private on this one.
Ok, JESUS. I've just arrived at the office after finally getting back late last night. I think I have a few minutes before the first of my finance buddies starts to wander in here and start blathering away, bugging me about my trip. It was certainly successful enough, from a pussy marauder perspective I think. Although Tigger and I agreed to not have the second competition, since there were just too many logistical problems that he didn't think through. That still didn't prevent him from totaling nailing one of the little freshman rushette debutantes Monday night. The word on the street is that he made her cum 27 times. But that was over a whole long night of fucking and therefore not a true valid score.
As for our competition on Saturday night, in the end we both got 6 girls total. I was really lucky as I got my X with the 5th girl. I went to the 6th girls room but she was really funny and just wanted me to "cuddle" with her. Considering it was a little before 5:00 a.m. I guess that wasn't too surprising. I snuck out for a shower in the morning, went back into her room and then gave her a 20 minute furious headboard banging wake-up fuck for breakfast. Which she just fucking loved although I have to admit my cock was actually pretty fucking swollen and sore for that one.
As for the competition aspect, the results were a little hard to tally since I didn't have the mistress of ceremonies back to "monitor" my breakfast fuck. But averaging my 4 official "non climaxing" fucks against Tigger's 5 I actually (maybe even surprising) took a slim victory. My girl's averaged 6 full blown orgasms to his girl's 5. So in spite of his extra inch of cock shaft it's my huge mushroom head that makes the difference I'm pretty sure. Many girls have noted that in terms of fuck technique and impact were really pretty similar.
As far as my "JOY" fuck with girl # 5 I must admit that was a real fuckin ball churner for sure. When your pre-orgasm sensations start about 10 minutes before you finally shoot you know its going to be fucking unreal.
The girl claimed later that I jack knifed into her so deep and hard the first couple of release strokes that I pulled her body nearly a foot off the bed. FUCK ME THE NEW BANE OF MY EXISTENCE IS HERE!!-- BOSS!!!
Yeah, ok so maybe either Tigger or myself should have bothered to check the actual weather forecasts for here before we left the big city -in a jeep with no heat! Seriously, if we stay through Sunday night (definite fuck plans made for that night as well) its supposed to get down to ZERO here. At least we already know we certainly won't be sleeping in the jeep - that's for damn sure.
I'm getting a late start to my post this morning since I'd forgotten what a ZOO situation transpires at huge Fraternity houses (where we have guests rooms and meal passes) for Saturday morning brunch. Once guys learn where I work (not to mention those that hear rumors about why I'm actually visiting) I invariably get a long line of still groggy dudes wanting to introduce themselves. Which is certainly fine and I enjoy since I'm basically a pretty god damn friendly person. I also love how many old historic Fraternity houses like this one still have communal showers on most of their floors. So I managed to get some pretty shocked stares this morning. But I also couldn't help observing that for anyone worried about the future - don't be. There are what looks to be plenty of young Fraternity housed horse-cocks about to graduate in the near future. At least from this campus anyway.
As far as tonight's activities I don't want to say or give away too much right now. Just that if you've been following "Pussy Roulettes" in the past then you pretty much know how they work - maybe. The rules are always variable and subject to change. We're pretty lucky so far in that all 7 girls (for each of us) apparently still seem to be in the game (so to speak). But seeing as they're all seniors and needed to actually raffle that's perhaps not as surprising. Tigger and I have agreed to some additional ground rules going in (which will be noted and refereed by our respective "Mistress of ceremonies"}.
We can only spend 20 minutes max. in each of the "non-winners". When the girls card is opened by the always present Mistress of ceremonies after the 15 minute mark- if she's the winner (with the X) we MUST go ahead and pummel her until we cum. But that has to be a minimum of 60 minutes (already after the 15). Even if its our first pussy of the night. And we must make it to the 6 remaining girls since the goal of this competition will be the averaging of the number of orgasms had by each of the non-winning girls! I know its confusing but this is college, so we should be ok. So like your parents told you, its important to be nice to everybody, and treat even losers like winners whenever possible!
Tigger is just as excited for our Sunday night round which will (hopefully) involve the actual Bid day candidates. During the day on Sunday all the Rushettes select their top 3 houses and sign their agreements. Some of the girls will be invited back to the houses that were "guests" of for that night. Not for sex, but in order to watch Tigger (or myself) having sex with a pre-selected member of the house. The competition here is for each of us to try and have as many multi -orgasms as possible, pulling out to ejaculate each time so everything will be clearly visible. Given that I haven't cum since the weekend before Thanksgiving (I don't even want to calculate how many days that is at this point - FUCK ME), I feel I'm more than ready for both of these at this stage. Ok, I really need to go swimming dammit. We should both be in pussy sometime after midnight - if all goes according to plan-which it frequently doesn't!!
I've only been at work about an hour but am already prepared to blow a couple of people's head's off. Such negativity and doom and gloom depression (in or outside the financial markets) --its just not me! I find it to be particularly common during the month of January, which is probably why I came up with the idea of initiating "Pussy Roulette" on college campuses for guys like me AFTER graduation in the first place. Lets face it. It's the ultimate Alumni experience. And keeps still potent,horny well hung fuckers excited about revisiting campuses, donating and all that sort of thing.
I'm blogging a short blog a little to early just to give you a heads up (and heels up with pussy lips already slightly pulled apart as well) to let you know that Tigger and I both will be heading up Northwest of here tomorrow afternoon. We're taking my jeep, not because were expecting a winter storm or anything but just because its a lot more fun. And also safer on campus than the sports car.
We will be getting there for the near climax of Sorority rush (pun not intended). Even though preference day is not until Sunday with Bid day on Monday were actually not there for the tight pussied rushettes. It's the graduating Seniors (in two separate houses) that are getting the treatment. A total of 7 girls each that have held raffles to get in. Which they'll donate to some really beautiful charity (I love that!). All this will be happening at the respective houses late on Saturday night. There has been some talk of getting some film/video footage to be kept under serious lock and key for historical purposes (or for recruiting purposes).
But once again its Tigger who has been in charge of the setup so who know what will actually happen.
All I know is we both will be getting some serious pussy, with one girl each getting an internal cum blast that both Tigger and I will likely go into convulsions over.
more later-- my new boss is here (oh my god)
As the High School kids like to say "I got off your mom and back on Twitter" the same goes for me really. If you've read my last 2 blogs you may discover that I've been through a couple of interesting crises (though there's nothing really unique about that) and some reassessments about what’s important as I start growing up (a little). What I've really discovered is how much of me is exactly the very same guy I've always been. It seems like I'm at least 80% the exact same I was in college. A little hedonistic. Ok maybe more than a little. But one who still is governed by high standards, a good work ethic, very health and body conscious and a near OBSESSION with BIG BREASTS and BEAUTIFUL PUSSY!
Pummeling a beautiful pussy and feeling it shudder and clench around my cock again and again is just about life's greatest pleasure. At least for me so far. So, after a really crazy Holiday season that had my parents visiting me here for BOTH Christmas and New Year’s I'm definitely ready (and definitely long overdue) for a new year sexcapade. My father was quite intent on checking out the new place, which amazingly met with his approval. Even mom was pretty much satisfied with most of my design decisions (although she still hates that I have a pool table-- even more so that I purchased a new one).
My pre-Thanksgiving/Condo-warming party was ultimately a near miss perhaps. The real downside of my new condo location (even though I'm in the same building) is that I'm no longer across the floor from Hamlin. So, the party didn't have the added advantage of a double location with dozens of his modeling friends (most of which are female). At least the crazy big dicked motherfucker Tigger actually showed up. He amazingly hasn't been kicked out of Law school and in fact is doing quite well. He just doesn't have quite the opportunity to get into the kind of serious trouble with babes at NYU that he was notorious for at his undergraduate school.
But we've been discussing options/plans for a possible competition between us for weeks now (if not months). He was really upset that he didn't get to accompany me during my trip to my Alma Mater for Sorority Rush last January. As his school basically had a very similar Rush setup during the same time period (and the schools are definitely comparable in terms of their enormous Greek presence) he knows the craziness that involved. So, he's been in touch with several Sorority houses (the ones that still remember him and his near 11 inches very well!) to try and put together a competition between the two of us.
I really shouldn't say too much more about it right now. All I can confirm is that we'll be on his former undergraduate campus for the climax (pun intended) of their Sorority Rush which is a little less than 2 weeks from now. Let’s just say I'm really looking forward to and really NEED this-ok?
Since Tumblr has banned the one thing people still went to Tumblr for, I've started posting again on my Twitter (which you can find the link for if you go to my profile). I've put up some classic pics from my past, just to spice things up! -but will just have to see how much I want to post there in the future. It may get pretty hardcore at some point. Who knows? I'm just ready to fuck - bitches- and nobody's stopping me!
Holy Fucking Hell! If you were thinking I was dead all I can say is I very nearly was -haha. A whole hell of a lot has happened in some ways since I last blogged, but in many way things are exactly the same. One thing different was me actually stopping to take a long hard look at some things (other than my cock or a nice plump set of breasts) to realize I will be turning 29 next May. Just one year a way from actually being 30 -yeah -that's right- FUCK ME!. This momentary reflection was brought about by a nice near brush with death, namely me getting into a nice collision with a speeding delivery truck while out getting some serious cycling miles done on a perfectly sunny day. I ended up in the hospital for nearly a week, but other than some shoulder surgery (and 6 weeks of therapy on that) I remained remarkably unscathed! But it definitely caused me to stop for a moment and reassess some things.
My recent bout with a rather persistent male admirer/stalker (and I've always had to deal with this for some reason) led me to seek a little bit of counseling on the issue on the advice of a much older colleague at work.
What I discovered is that I seem to have had a completely wrong headed view as to why some guys might be constantly attracted or wanting to hook-up with me. It wasn't at all because they sensed "some sort of reciprocal desire in me" to more or less quote my therapist (I think). It was because they were much more interested in "possessing my hyper-masculinity". In other words if guys really want to suck my cock or are begging me to fuck them I should just take it as a real complement on my body and looks and stop being such a bonehead idiot. I finally mentioned this to several of my work buddies and they all agreed except one.
In even more crazy disruptive news my father decided to help me purchase an even larger condo unit in my same building exactly 20 floors up from where I am now. It's on nearly the 60th floor and is a 3 bedroom 3 1/2 bath that we were able to remodel to extend the living room/party area so that it extends past the kitchen encompassing what used to be the 3rd bedroom. It's taken for ever to accomplish as you can imagine and I finally moved in just last week. So yes motherfuckers, this means I get to have my traditional pre-Thanksgiving part. But this time I will be showing off my new place!
Not surprisingly my accident and partly shattered shoulder put my sex life on hold for a little bit. But that is definitely going to be remedied soon! More later. Welcome back bay.
I just got back from a late lunch with my work buddies and surprisingly little was said about my party. Given the current state of world affairs I suppose that's not so surprising, although that's never really stopped them from being obsessed with pussy, their own bodies and cocks, newly divorced rich hot MILFS, and who's fucking who before. Unlike them I feasted like a horse given that I ate absolutely nothing all day yesterday. I have actually been walking a little stiffly though given that I'm currently wearing not one but 2 pair of Frigo underwear with a really huge (and overfull) jock underneath. True to form my cock is still swollen like a fucking baseball bat and is going to stay that way for a while. Packing everything in Speedos later for tonight's swim workout (which is a must) will be a bit of a challenge, but I've always managed before.
A LOT of interesting shit happened during the actual party which I'll eventually bring most of up at some point. My sophomore babe (and my original object of desire) certainly didn't lack for attention. Tigger ended up cumming in her FIVE times!! No doubt there are a ton of interesting details I would love to relate from that encounter (they used the other suite I had reserved after all), but Tigger as usual is being as non-divulgent as he always is. Most of the time when he's out with friends or flirting with a babe he never shuts up, but when you really want some details about something -forget it.
As for my girl I think its going to be awhile before I get the memory of that pretty fantastic fuck out of my mind. It was clearly a case of her taking on a bit more than she was initially really to handle. But her horni-ness only seemed to intensify as things progressed and she ultimately managed to be a pretty serious little fuck machine before it was all over with. When she first saw my cock fully hard she seemed pretty surprised that it was even larger than photos she'd seen of her Missionary boyfriend's hard cock. They've never had sex or even been naked together and she somehow managed to get some rare photos of his hard cock without him knowing about it. That made it pretty special for me to say the least! I was still surprised how well she handled me right from the outset. She certainly wasn't uncomfortable and even came her first time during the first 4-5 minutes. She was not a girl that came a whole lot, but when she did her whole body pretty much spasmed and her very tight pussy clamped down on my still pistoning cock like a fucking vise. The look she gave me and noises she made once I was finally cumming in her were pretty unforgettable.The whole experience ended up costing me some extra money though as both girls ended up oversleeping past the checkout time for the hotel! But I think it was definitely worth it - no question!
Unfortunately one of the outcomes of the party is that it now looks like I may have another male stalker.
Yeah, FUCK ME! Why do these things keeping happening? Hamlin always ends up with about a dozen and a half or so professionals (mostly female) when he hosts these things. This guy is even from another agency, and another one of the big premiere ones with about 70 males on their roster. He's quite well liked and though young (I think 22) is even more successful in Europe right now than Hamlin is. From the moment we got introduced (big mistake I guess) no matter how much I moved around or even tried to hide or find a new group of people to start talking to, five minutes later he would just be there. He wasn't even talking to me, he was just hovering and constantly smoking (since he doesn't even drink) like your typical French guy.
I guess I was mostly so annoyed since I just don't see why most of these guys should even be considered model material? Sure he has pronounced cheekbones that extend all the way to his eyeline (blue eyes -but I have those too). Imagine a scruffy French looking young Nazi. Actually, even better. A young Jude Law if you first starved him and then re-fed him with BAD food. He seemed to get visibly mad when the girls showed up, that's for fucking sure. Fortunately it doesn't seem like he has any idea exactly where I disappeared to. He's texted me almost 50 times since the party. I'm fucking serious. He could of gotten my number from alot of different people though, so I really can't fault anybody yet. Most of the messages have been pretty professional and friendly. It would be almost ok if there were just 5 of them, but not 50. Ok, sorry I need to get back to work.
FUCK ME!!! I wish all you big tit loving and heavy cock-mongers were hear right now at this crazy ass fuckin party-- seriously! fuckin JEZUS!! Its gonna happen! Just a little different than originally scheduled -haha.
Tigger is here (truly fucking amazing his ass showed up I know) but he is doing a great job of keeping my Sorority Sophomore fully occupied and engaged with her hands about to be full more or less-pretty damn soon. Her 19 year old friend (the over eager, extra curious and quite obviously horny little Mormette fuck bunny) has all but given me the green light I think. Talk about one sweet ass overripe bod BUILT for fuck!!
There is just no way I'm going to believe she hasn't had some cock in her. For one thing she's just too damn skillful with her hands AND tongue. But if all goes according to plan I really hope to be able to sneak her to one of the reserved suites downstairs and yeah - I've decided- she's going to be the first one that gets it tonight.
Hope she's really ready for that.
Holy Fuck! I had to wake up almost at dawn to get my early run in before the caterers and extra housekeeping I've hired got here for setup/preparation for the party tonight. Not that my regular housekeeper hasn't walked on me still lying face down spread-eagle-ass naked on my bed plenty of times before. But she's also 52. This past week however I've discovered that to get a really good night sleep I've had to sleep on my back, which I used to completely fucking hate but have now gotten pretty used to. My balls have gotten so overfull at the moment that the pressure of my admittedly rather muscular thighs against them ends up causing enough soreness to wake me up in the night if I'm sleeping on my side. I actually can sleep on my stomach, but that's most comfortable if I keep a pillow under my stomach all night. I also need to keep my legs in a wide V though, which I'm not as likely to maintain in that position vs sleeping on my back.
I know you're probably thinking, “well what the fuck?", why are you enduring all this torture? Well frankly I didn't know that this extra last week was going to be such tough going (my last release was on my Birthday May 5th - 8 weeks ago exactly!). I do know however when I do finally get to unleash it all tonight (hopefully) it will absolutely be worth every minute I've waited. Although I may need to release 3-4 times as least.
As usual there have been some alterations to my original after party plan (check my previous blog if your understandably confused). Upon further inquiry I unfortunately found out that the two deluxe suites I have booked for tonight do not have a connecting door after all. Which let’s face it, this is hardly a Motel 6. It’s just that when I made the reservations the concierge on duty assured me that they did. Many of the other rooms and even some of the other suites do, -but not these. So that fucking blows my game plan for a few of my buddies. Not to despair though. It's going to be one hell of a night anyway with Hamlin and all of his modeling friends as high, slutty and exotic as they always are I'm sure. And I'm still keeping both of the rooms reserved since one never knows what might happen on a night like tonight.
Fortunately, my eager beaver, Arizona sun-bunny is still very much in the works for tonight. I hadn't been in contact with her for a bit and was having some trouble doing so before I finally got up with her to let her know about my party plans (I think I finally reach her on Tuesday). At first, she was a little hesitant because as it turns out she has one of her younger Sorority sisters visiting New York and her for about 10 days (this babe is actually from Utah which is weird because I didn't think anybody from Utah ever actually left Utah -ever!). She also seemed a little bothered (even upset) that I wasn't inviting her to my actual party, which is perfectly understandable once I stopped to think about it. So, I've ended up inviting both babes to the party tonight (that seemed the friendly thing to do!). I have no idea what her Sorority sister is even like other than she's 19 and just had a Birthday (which is one of the reasons why she’s visiting the Big Apple). She has a Missionary boyfriend and supposedly is just as curious about cock as her friend in spite of (of maybe because of) being from Utah.
For those of you that remember “Tigger” he is now in New York (his family lives about an hour NE of here and driving me completely fucking crazy). He always wants to try and set up some type of pussy carousing excursion with me, which invariable falls through at the last minute. I know that he’ll be attending NYU in the Fall, to do what however I’m not entirely sure. I know that he is actually clerking in a Law Firm in Manhattan this summer. I hope this doesn’t mean Tigger plans to go into Law school.
A very well-hung Lawyer. That’s something that’s never ever happened before to my knowledge.
Ok, Jesus. This is two weekend mornings in a row that I've gone out for a pretty grueling run (like 2-3 hours) first thing in the morning. Yesterday's run was longer (but less productive) than today's mainly because I made the mistake of at first trying to Snorre with me (at least to the park). As an 8-month-old Golden retriever he really shouldn’t be seriously running at all yet and definitely showed himself off as the overgrown puppy he still really is. He's very friendly and essential wanted to try and meet, greet and slobber on everyone in the damn city. I won't be making that mistake again any time soon.
So yes, my stupid brother came up to deliver Snorre 2 weekends ago. Which was great except that my brother also ended up staying for about 10 days and of course driving me absolutely fucking ass crazy like he always does. My brother changed majors about 4 times while he was in college. But he finally (I think by accident) found something he is very good at - chemistry. He not only graduated with a degree in it but AMAZINGLY, almost UNBELIEVABLY got into grad school at one of the best chemistry programs in the country. It's at that University not very far away from my Alma Mater - but across the state line. I've even been there for some fuck exploits on about 3 different occasions. So, something tells me there may be some more of those there in the future.
I only got my laptop back from the IT/Security division on Thursday!! Since its now the only computer I use at home its really messed with some of my social correspondence to say the least. They wanted to make me think they might have found some slight indication of interference by the Chinese into my hard drive -so what? - everything is encrypted like a zillion time over. But I'm sure the delay was really because everyone uses the excuse of it being summer (and some personnel taking vacations) to take twice as long doing anything.
None of this however has prevented my neighbor Hamlin from planning my long overdue "Welcome Home" party. Which is now going to be a combined "Welcome Home" and early "4th of July" celebration next Saturday night. The party is meant to be combined between his place and mind like it always is so I've got a bit more work to do with the caterers, but not too much really. After all I mainly handle the bar and similar refreshments although I have serious plans to do almost no drinking at all. That's because I have even more serious plans set to occur at around 2:00 a.m., not in my place but in an already reserved suite of the luxury hotel that occupies the bottom third of my building.
Really dedicated readers of my blog might remember that at the beginning of last fall I had some plans to finally travel to a great college campus in Arizona that I've always wanted to visit. I continue to hear stories about the unbelievably fine pussy being curated in the pretty spectacular looking Sorority houses there. Even with my experience I have to admit that I've certainly been more that tantalized by a few of the ladies from there. Two of the girls in particular are actually from New York City and have been emailing me on and off for months (without much success while I was abroad I'm afraid). Both are mighty fine, fertile, melon breasted, succulent pussy specimens though. And both are now upcoming Juniors. But one of the girls seems to be practically obsessed by either me or my cock (I'm not really sure which!).
She sent me an absolute beautiful pic of her prime pussy meat, with milky white skin, a very thin tight trim of hair and the perkiest blossoming bit of extra protruding lips. It's hard for me to believe the number of well hung (and energetic) college studs she claims to have already taken inside her. All I know is that I've certainly found her candor in discussing her love of large cocks and her sheer unbridled joy in being fucked by them to be a serious fucking turn on! If not a bit of a challenge as well. So, I've now decided to try and give her the kind of hardcore pounding she says she constantly thinks about. I figure the least I can do after she sent me such a nice pic was to give her something for future comparison. And lets not even discuss how badly I need to pound some precious plump puss deep into a bed to the point of utter exhaustion about now.
I won't actually invite her to the party. I mean it's not like a prearranged select few of my buddies won't get to secretly see her-later. She'll come to the hotel (I've set everything up already) sometime between 1:00 and 2:00 am. Her family lives in Flatiron so she's really not that far away and can just come straight up Fifth ave. The suites at this hotel are pretty unbelievably opulent and huge. You basically could hide a small s.w.a.t. team in there if you wanted or needed to. But I won't really need to hide anything since I've also booked the adjacent connecting suite for the night as well. I'll let you figure the rest out.
The last time I had any type of real release was during that admittedly incredible massage and MILKING that I received from that extremely high-class escort in Shanghai on my Birthday (May 5th). So yeah -- you do the MATH. If I head down at about 2:00 and then tell my buddies (there seriously will be at most 4 of them) to wait until about 2:45 -they should get there at about the right time to see some serious shit. Keep in mind that most of these guys have never seen me in anything other than a business suit, so it might be a little shocking. I hope so. I hope to really up the ante against these motherfuckers with this one for sure. I warned one of the guys (Stephen- who really seems to be pretty excited about this) than I can sometimes keep going for quite awhile (depending on the girl). But once I start making a certain whining noise (that's pretty hard to describe really but I almost always end up making it) the girl's got about 10 minutes maximum before I finally cum. With this load I've got coming I will definitely want and need to pull all the way back out of her. I'll just fall back on my heels and that familiar red swollen torpedo explode wherever it wants.
I'll try and update and give some more detail during the week if I can. I posted pics of part of the suite and the pic the babe herself sent me on my Tumblr.
Holy fucking HELL- Batman! I've been at work now (my first day back) since about 7:15 and in spite of 3 cups of "Americano" coffee and 2 Cuban expressos am still groggy as FUCK. In spite of my arriving back in the states on Monday night it’s pretty damn clear that my extreme jet lag from Shanghai is going to be a lot worse this time. Likely because I had to be there (not my choice) for so much longer than I'd planned (fuck that - so much longer than they had initially promised me.)
But now I'm back and in spite of missing a lot, like celebrating my 28th Birthday (yeah - FUCK ME!), my brother's graduation from college, Mother’s Day etc. the time I had to spend over there went by really fast. I think that's probably because the place is still so fucking surreal. But also futuristic in ways that are both good and bad. When I arrive back in New York city it always feels like I'm returning to about 1992 by comparison. It will take me some time I'm sure to truly assess what the hell is going on in my home country at the moment (the Chinese take on virtually everything is a little skewed to put it mildly). I'm sure my buddies who will be arriving to take me out to lunch in just a few minutes (and I haven't actually seen any of them yet to talk) will likely fill me in. Or maybe not - we may just talk about interesting new PUSSY - which is certainly fine.
And speaking of which to say that I am WAY overdue to give some babe a serious fucking pounding is certainly the understatement of the month. Don't get me wrong. This trip I was not a monk, and certainly ate and furiously fingered enough eager Asian pussy (of several different ethnicities actually) to last me until I'm about 90. But let’s just face facts, for those whose eyes were a lot bigger that their steamy honey pot- once I even started to try and push the head of my fully erect cock inside them (given that it’s just over 2 inches wide) the party tended to be over in a pretty big hurry. So, while I was quite pleased (almost honored) to learn that quite a few of the girls over there have nicknamed me "Thor" (even though that's a word that seems to be nearly impossible for them to pronounce); some of them also call me "stone balls". Now that's a little fucking weird I'll admit but is likely their way of referring to my very heavy and obvious "blue- balls". Perhaps. Who fucking really knows with them.
I'm sorry this has to such a short blog at the moment, but I thought it was important to let everyone at least know that I wasn't dead as quickly as I could. My super expensive laptop that I took over there with me (and which I normally use at home) will be at the IT (International) security and encryption department for almost a week before they'll (hopefully) return it to me. My new puppy Snorre (who is certainly no longer a puppy at this point) is down with my parents in Coral Gables and my brother will likely make a trip up here soon to deliver him. I haven't even seen my best buddy Jed yet, although I was able to see my neighbor Hamlin who has promised to throw a MAJOR welcome home party for me now that I'm back. So there certainly might be some good developments or surprises there! Ok, the friggin "Masters of the Universe" are starting to arrive. Stephen has already mentioned that I have no tan whatsoever. Jesus how I've missed these fucking assholes.
What an unbelievable CRAZY ass night so far! Jesus. It's just been impossible to update before now with so much going on. I think I made a pretty fuckin MAJOR impression earlier doing my little Magic -Mike routine for the newly arrived member/pledges. Mainly due to the fact that my ears are goddamn ringing and I feel like I'm partially deaf right now from all the god damn screaming from the overly excited girls. A pretty sizable section of girls kept chanting "Mr Big" at one point, as well as "take it off-PLEASE!!" which I thought was really cute, and to which I even yelled back "for New Pledges ONLY!" not once but three times. It's really just impossible to describe the hysteria of Sorority Bid Night for those girls that get selected.
As expected though, there are actually 4 girls (all top picks by the house) who also received a bid from at least one other prestigious Sorority as well. Two of the girls live in separate dorms that are at least close to each other (and just up 3rd street east of here) so I'll go hit them first. The top 2 pics actually live in the same rather exclusive "Artsy" dorm (that looks like something at Harvard or an exclusive boys school/military academy). I know that location pretty well since it's close to the business school (as well as the original fitness center with the famous indoor pools Doc Counsilman coached in).
I'll be heading out soon as I've got LOTS TO DO!! Hopefully at least some of the girls will let me at least see their pussies. All 4 are FUCK HOT, no question. And it's pretty clear they got an understanding of why I'm really here even before I started talking to them. SO, YES THEY KNOW WHAT'S CUMMING (or at least for one of them) I'd love to eat them all out like FUCKING CRAZY at the very least. No sense in them even attempting to give me a blow job at this stage. The head alone is likely to be too damn big right now. Yeah, it's in jaw breaker mode until I get a release. And even if all 4 were to decide they wanted to let me try and fuck them only the FIRST pick is getting it hardcore (ending with a surprise 44 day motherlode sperm release)
So here's to some LATE NIGHT HOT WET PUSSY. Given that it's currently 2 degrees outside I have to try and not literally freeze my balls off before I get to it. FUCK ME! it's cold here.
Holy Hell! Talk about a covert operation. I'm right now just arrived (well about an hour ago) back on campus at my beloved party crazed Alma Mater. It’s about 20 degrees and major snowfall is expected in the next 24 hours (with a possible temperature drop to about -1 by Monday night). Well, like my dad always, “Thank Christ for Bourbon and hot, wet, Pussy" which is after all pretty much made for situations like this. Perhaps not surprisingly the ridiculously cold temperatures in Time's Square on New Year’s Eve unfortunately caused a late hour abort on my finance buddies well laid competition plans. Which I was really unhappy about. Talk about pussies. What made things even worse was that I still found myself in Time Square, only just bringing in the New Year with my fuckhead brother. Mariah still got me very nearly fully hard though, no question. The guys had argued that the extreme cold would have made it extremely difficult to both scope out the hottest babes and/or talk to them with everyone so completely bundled up. My argument was that I doubt the cold would have stopped the raping and pillaging Vikings back in 800 AD. So, what's the real difference now?
So, ok why am I back in B-town? And without Tigger this time as well. Unlike most of my previous visits back here this time it’s at the very special request by one of my all-time favorite Sorority houses. They are just finishing their Rush activities (Preference Day was today in fact), with Bid Day (Bid night actually) set for Tuesday. All of the Fraternities on campus (including my house obviously) are currently in LOCK DOWN mode suffering a 3-month self-imposed suspension of all House activities and social events involving alcohol (thus pretty much everything except for breakfast) because of "Hazing and Alcohol abuse". I'm like "DUH?". So, while the guys will all be redecorating, searching for their reading glasses, and engaging in needle point in the MAIN houses an even more debauched series of parties will now be taking place in private (fully stocked) very well-appointed houses off campus (like the one I'm staying at right now!).
So why was I invited for this all-important occasion (Bid night) which after all tends to be one of the most important nights in many girls lives? (and I mean that quite seriously). Since preference day this year was cut back to only two houses (instead of 3) believe it or not competition is actually getting a little fierce among the top Sororities for the absolute cream of the crop in terms of pledges. And by that, I mean the richest, most well-connected girls who are not only legacy but in terms of fathers who are senators or major players in important areas (primarily business world etc.). Come bid night (and this is pretty new) the girls who haven't been "released" by all the top houses come together as a group to receive their invites (as opposed to waiting around in their dorm all night to receive the fatal news). If they get selected by any houses they are then supposed to travel as a new group to their "chosen" new house for a little party.
This is where is gets interesting since the top girls might indeed (and in fact are very likely to) be selected by more than one house. In which case (as it stands right now although this rule could always change) as a matter of courtesy that are still expected to visit each house they receive a bid from.This is also where I get to come in!! The sorority that invited me back here for this special occasion will likely make their determination on the 8 girls they have spaces for some time later tonight. So, guess who gets to be a bit of "stripper style" entertainment at the Sorority's welcome party on Tuesday night? Thankfully I've been working out like a mother this winter (which is now my favorite time to work out actually). But that's just the beginning. I'm asked to do a lot of mingling and socializing with the girls afterwards (a bit more fully clothed). And who's more sociable than me??? The girls will be returning to their dorm rooms later that night (they don't usually entirely move into the Sorority until at least the weekend). The top 3 girls (according to the house's determination) will receive a visit from yours truly (in their dorm room) later that night though.
All 3 will get a chance to see me fully nude (if they wish). I can even go further. It will pretty much end up being like my "Pussy Roulette". The top pick (winner take all) won't know that she's the top pick until after I'm already inside her. This will all happen pretty damn late on Tuesday night which will be weird (classes will be in session the nest day). I'll also be furiously fucking a Freshman babe inside a DORM room which will be a FUCKING FIRST for me. I expect it will likely be an evening to remember for other reasons as well. I haven't cum since the middle of the night Dec. 2/3rd. That's fully 42 days at this point. Pretty much my maximum. But unlike almost all of my previous times when I've gong this long I haven't had any "nocturnal emission" episodes. Yeah, FUCK ME this will feel great. I just love being back here still.
Holy Hell! A very Merry Christmas Eve to everyone! Hanukah (even though its over - I think) and Kwanza too. These past few weeks have been even crazier/busier than expected with lots of turmoil recently in certain areas of the finance world. My new Golden retriever puppy Snorre has been an absolute joy even though he's already chewed up about $3,000 in my dress and work shoes so far. Don't worry, I just had some new cabinets specially built to house the shoes that he's too small to reach and get into (for now). My brother and parents arrived for the Holidays on Thursday so of course my brother is staying at my place making my life complete fucking hell. At least he's great with Snorre. My family will be here through New Year’s Eve like usual. My mother always complains that Miami (being an 80-degree, clear-skied PARADISE right now) just makes it way too difficult for her to get into the Christmas spirit. Translation: she much prefers the shopping in NYC!
The office Christmas party was Friday and so I of course wore my winter kilt as anticipated. And yes, I did wear it in the traditional manner. So anyone sitting on the couches in the formal lounges (at the 4.5 star hotel where the event was held) probably got quite a view of "Sean's schlong" every time I sat down with a Scotch in the comfy deep lounge chairs in front of them. Aside from several dozen spectacular pair of breasts on display I may have provided one of the few constant diversions during the all-day Bitcoin meltdown. Me and a few of my buddies engaged in a game of "let’s see if we can determine who the real fucking idiots in the room are" - just from their expressions and frantic phone texting activity - in the midst of such truly FESTIVE surroundings.
I had been alerted to a possible re-engagement by Mr. Rugby guy for this Christmas eve, that would have involved me having to dress up in a Cop uniform and getting involved in some pretty interesting light bondage with him and his French/Asian wife. But as it turned out she decided she wanted to take a trip to Paris for her Birthday (which was actually on Fri. Dec 22nd) so they will be in France now for a few weeks. All this means that I now need to come up with a new plan for PUSSY, and soon!
A select few of my work buddies and I (the few real horndog/actual STUDS in the group) have been discussing a possible plan that one of the guys has been interested in pursuing for a while now. A real "New Year's Eve Times Square PUSSY marauder" challenge. The complete details/rules have yet to be worked out but it will essentially be a contest between a maximum 5 of us (that's how may rooms we currently have reserved in the Hotel). We each try to scope out the hottest babe in the crowd we think we can manage (yes - big breasts are a must!) and try and convince them to hook up with us (which admittedly won't be easy). And if we manage that there are several levels of accomplishment to go beyond that. All this of course needs a complicated scoring system, judge and referee score keepers. Which is also why we will all have rooms relatively close together in the same Hotel (unfortunately it's also the same Hotel where my parents are staying) but that's why I got some discounts. I'm just also excited about the prospect of finally having a real sex competition among (a select few) of my work buddies.
A lot can happen between now and then (like me FINISHING my Christmas shopping and/or killing my brother). Just know that I haven't fucked in nearly a month so there are lots of things I'm hoping Santa will bring me actually. That fact that Mariah Carey will once again be singing the celebrations before the humongous Ball drop in Times Square on New Year's Eve only makes this whole crazy fuckfest adventure SO much better and more memorable. LOVE her!
I've been fighting a cold for the past 2 days. Something I obviously picked up during my excursion. Its caused me to miss work completely on Monday (which was a bit embarrassing) since a couple of people had known in advance about my little fuckfest adventure. I was able to put in a half day starting around 1:00 pm yesterday followed by a pretty hardcore swim workout at my regular place which should me in definite recovery mode. I’m back in the office this morning and since everyone seems pretty damn curious as to what happened later that night I figured I needed to get back on site and start giving out some details (at least until one of my coworkers stops by to bug me).
Keep in mind that I’d just gotten done with one hell of a very satisfying fuck. One of those where your eyes start rolling into the back of your head and you feel the need to pinch your own nipples really hard just to confirm for yourself that its all truly happening. I was pretty much snorting like a bull once again (it doesn’t always happen) by the time I finally came. And yeah she managed to cum not once but twice during those pretty savage pelvic thrusts. I’d even managed to lift her lower body a few inches off the bed at some points. No shit her boyfriend got an eyeful.
I had gone to the next 2 girls rooms on my list/map (my house chaperone had long abandoned me by this time) and as had frequently happened before I got no answer. Considering that this would have now been after 5:00 a.m. I guess its not so surprising. When I get to the 3rd girls room I find a message on a card hung around the door knob. It addresses me by name, assuring me the door will be unlocked and asks me to enter the room (keeping the light off) no matter how late I get there. This seems to be both friendly and encouraging so without being even the least apprehensive I do as I'm instructed.
From a bit of light coming from outside the room I can tell there is very clearly a female figure with long hair all covered up in the bed, so as I approach I start to disrobe. I guess she was only half asleep since she turns to face me as I get nearer. I'm pulling down my underwear as I walk and she suddenly bolts up with a shock. Then she says to me "wow, they told me to expect a guy later but I sure as hell wasn't expecting anything like this!!! I can quickly see from the size of her arm as she reaches over to first find and then turn on the really tiny lamp by the bed that this is not your ordinary Sorority princess. In fact she's not a Sorority member of the house at all but is from the Midwest visiting her best friend.
When I ask her where her "best friend is now?" she says that she had left to go have sex with some guy about 2 hours before. She was told if she wanted to she could sleep in that bed -- (in that room - which didn't actually belong to her friend either) and a very hot guy was supposed to come and try and have sex with her! She didn't really believe them at first but there I was, PROOF in the flesh. And once again I get the surprising treat of a babe who had to be on the large side of 200 lbs if she was an ounce. Yeah, FUCK ME!!!
But like with the girl staying next to my parent’s place during the summer a lot of this girls “weight” was in her very globe like “beach ball” breasts, which I swear must have stuck up about 10 inches off of her upper abdomen. And it was quickly apparent that far from being disturbed from having some strange man in her room she was pretty much relishing the fact and was indeed HORNY as hell.
So being the good Samaritan that I am, after about 15 minutes of some pretty awkward foreplay I decided to do the right thing and FUCK HER lights out. Those wonderful big boobs were always going to be a turn-on! He pussy was a big puffy mound on the outside but I truly got a big fucking surprise on discovering how unbelievably tight she was inside. I mean I was practically in shock when I first started to press my thankfully once again hard shaft inside there. I remember at one point yelling out “jesus christ” and asking her how old she was? She told me she’s just turned 19 two days earlier. This trip to visit her friend had been part of her Birthday present.
I ended up fucking her for about 30 minutes. I seriously don’t think she could have taken much more. My ears sure as fuck couldn’t have taken much more. I wasn’t even sure she was enjoying things very much right at first though. Clearly she was pretty new and maybe a little overwhelmed by it all. And then out of nowhere she suddenly had her first real orgasm. Of that I’m pretty fucking sure. Holy mother of god, did she go fucking crazy at that point. I think she had about 10 more in pretty short order.
I didn’t cum though. I figure you should always leave them wanting more. Besides I have the office Christmas party coming up!!!