Monday, March 08, 2004
What a week
Thursday evening, was with Terry, mid-40s, Aussie, ex-journalist, 25 years gallivanting around Asia, presently an employee for a large multinational company in some industry or other. Big guy -- in all respects, very generous. Very horny. Trust a Scorpio to stir things up a bit. It was exciting. Watched me as I rubbed my clit and squirmed under his legs that were as thick as tree trunks.
He loved to eat pussy and he did mine, with three thick fingers up my pussy hole. I kept bucking up and down to feel those fingers go in and out of me. That was great.
Friday evening, late, very late, found myself with an ex-G-man (have to be really careful with this one's identity now) who I'll call Bill. Also in his 40's, handsome and very manly. Dark blonde hair, light blue eyes, very sensitive but you get the impression that he could very easily break your neck if he thought it was necessary to do so.
My evening with Bill has got to be the most interesting I've had with anyone so far. He was staying at a friend's place. He had invited me to sleep over and I did. He is the most riveting man I've met in my entire life. I felt like I could sit at his feet and listen to him for an eternity. He also is a very horny guy, says he can fuck five to six times a day, everyday. Wow. And although he's not into D/s, he certainly knew how to do verbal humiliation, calling me a whore and a bitch, and his breeding slut.
He'd earlier told me that he'd had a vasectomy but I guess he found it such a turn-on to just force himself on me without a condom (oh, gadz, but that turned me on sooo much!), that he started going on about how he wanted to see if I trusted him enough with that disclosure about his vasectomy and let him just shoot his cum deep in me. Of course, that did it for me. He fucked me for some 15 to 20 minutes, continuously, and hissing these things in my ear. It was absolutely amazing. A sub's dream come true.
I usually insist on the guy wearing a condom but in this case, I just had to forego it. I was rubbing the head of his cock on my clit and it felt so damn good. And then he started pushing it in my pussy hole just a bit and pulling it out again. It was so delicious, I couldn't resist him seriously. But I did try. When he started pushing it in deeper and it became apparent that he was going to fuck me right there and then, despite my protestations, weak as they are, I felt a thrill go up and down my spine. It was so exciting. I would have wanted more rough play but, well, I guess it was as exciting for him as it was for me. So when he rammed that fucker in me, deep, I found myself drowning in fulfilled anticipation and sensual pleasure.
Not that he had a large dick. It wasn't as big as Terry's but it was damn hard and it felt good in me.
Sunday afternoon, Nelson and I met with Jim and Rose for an afternoon by Taal Lake. Interestingly enough, Jim, in his mid-50s, turned out to have a magic tongue and very talented fingers. Of course, not gifted like my Dale but there's talent there, oh, yes. Small, flaccid dick, despite the viagra, but, well, can't have everything.
Jim had handed me the video camera in the van and I made good use of it. I shot Rose fucking Nelson in the backseat, and later on, in the room. I got a good shot of her on Nelson, sucking on his enormous monster hard-on (Jim gave Nelson half a viagra tablet). It was a voyeur's delight.
Mother Nature capped the evening with a small eruption from the volcano, from one of its craters. Not the major one, but one of the resort owners told us that they felt a small earthquake the night before. I said it was probably the volcano releasing pressure. He nodded in agreement. It wasn't a big explosion, but we could see lava shooting some distance up in the air. The lava flow was a growing long bright scar on the peak. A fitting end to an erotic week, I should say.
There was a series of small eruptions and I would have wanted to stay and watch but Jim had decided that it was time to drive us all out of that place. Too bad. I would have wanted to go out on the boat with the German owners and take a closer look.
We're going back sometime in April. Seems promising. I still miss my Dale, but I'm secretly hoping Bill and Terry would turn out to be regulars. They both were looking for a mature woman a reasonably intelligent man could talk to after a good fuck, and they seemed to have found that in me.
I seem to have this strange feeling about Bill, though, like nothing about him is what it appears to be. His birthday is coming up soon, and he invited me to Thailand to be at the opening of this restaurant he's putting up with friends. He had asked me if I had travelled much and I admitted that, although I've been all over the islands, I've never been out of the country. He said that he would have to remedy that. Interesting. He is such an intriguing guy.
But I still miss my Dale.
He loved to eat pussy and he did mine, with three thick fingers up my pussy hole. I kept bucking up and down to feel those fingers go in and out of me. That was great.
Friday evening, late, very late, found myself with an ex-G-man (have to be really careful with this one's identity now) who I'll call Bill. Also in his 40's, handsome and very manly. Dark blonde hair, light blue eyes, very sensitive but you get the impression that he could very easily break your neck if he thought it was necessary to do so.
My evening with Bill has got to be the most interesting I've had with anyone so far. He was staying at a friend's place. He had invited me to sleep over and I did. He is the most riveting man I've met in my entire life. I felt like I could sit at his feet and listen to him for an eternity. He also is a very horny guy, says he can fuck five to six times a day, everyday. Wow. And although he's not into D/s, he certainly knew how to do verbal humiliation, calling me a whore and a bitch, and his breeding slut.
He'd earlier told me that he'd had a vasectomy but I guess he found it such a turn-on to just force himself on me without a condom (oh, gadz, but that turned me on sooo much!), that he started going on about how he wanted to see if I trusted him enough with that disclosure about his vasectomy and let him just shoot his cum deep in me. Of course, that did it for me. He fucked me for some 15 to 20 minutes, continuously, and hissing these things in my ear. It was absolutely amazing. A sub's dream come true.
I usually insist on the guy wearing a condom but in this case, I just had to forego it. I was rubbing the head of his cock on my clit and it felt so damn good. And then he started pushing it in my pussy hole just a bit and pulling it out again. It was so delicious, I couldn't resist him seriously. But I did try. When he started pushing it in deeper and it became apparent that he was going to fuck me right there and then, despite my protestations, weak as they are, I felt a thrill go up and down my spine. It was so exciting. I would have wanted more rough play but, well, I guess it was as exciting for him as it was for me. So when he rammed that fucker in me, deep, I found myself drowning in fulfilled anticipation and sensual pleasure.
Not that he had a large dick. It wasn't as big as Terry's but it was damn hard and it felt good in me.
Sunday afternoon, Nelson and I met with Jim and Rose for an afternoon by Taal Lake. Interestingly enough, Jim, in his mid-50s, turned out to have a magic tongue and very talented fingers. Of course, not gifted like my Dale but there's talent there, oh, yes. Small, flaccid dick, despite the viagra, but, well, can't have everything.
Jim had handed me the video camera in the van and I made good use of it. I shot Rose fucking Nelson in the backseat, and later on, in the room. I got a good shot of her on Nelson, sucking on his enormous monster hard-on (Jim gave Nelson half a viagra tablet). It was a voyeur's delight.
Mother Nature capped the evening with a small eruption from the volcano, from one of its craters. Not the major one, but one of the resort owners told us that they felt a small earthquake the night before. I said it was probably the volcano releasing pressure. He nodded in agreement. It wasn't a big explosion, but we could see lava shooting some distance up in the air. The lava flow was a growing long bright scar on the peak. A fitting end to an erotic week, I should say.
There was a series of small eruptions and I would have wanted to stay and watch but Jim had decided that it was time to drive us all out of that place. Too bad. I would have wanted to go out on the boat with the German owners and take a closer look.
We're going back sometime in April. Seems promising. I still miss my Dale, but I'm secretly hoping Bill and Terry would turn out to be regulars. They both were looking for a mature woman a reasonably intelligent man could talk to after a good fuck, and they seemed to have found that in me.
I seem to have this strange feeling about Bill, though, like nothing about him is what it appears to be. His birthday is coming up soon, and he invited me to Thailand to be at the opening of this restaurant he's putting up with friends. He had asked me if I had travelled much and I admitted that, although I've been all over the islands, I've never been out of the country. He said that he would have to remedy that. Interesting. He is such an intriguing guy.
But I still miss my Dale.
