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Gotta get it outta me......
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Gotta get it outta me...... This night's air is dark and humid. Not a big difference from the hot, muggy air today. Really the only difference is that I waited on her for 40 minutes to show up at a prearranged spot, just a few hours after getting an email which I read at work saying that her cell, internet and home phone were down today. Supposedly, this email was sent from her office. I'm a little buzzed because we had and after hours party at work today and although my drinking was light, I don't drink often, so I'm an easy drunk...and I mean that in more ways then one. I'm home now. Frustrated at that fact that I've been stood up, AGAIN! That makes twice this week damn it, and my thoughts turn to joining a monastery if it happens just one more time in the next 48 hours. After walking the dog, and settling in, my thoughts turn to the over active libido that I have tonight. I see the bottle of SLIP gel across on my desk. And my need to get something out of me becomes larger. I get up and start to unbuckle my pants as I head for the light switch. It sounds like an old friend as I click it off, and only the light from my monitor glows. My jeans fall to my ankles where I lift one leg out of them and then pull the other one thru. I fold my pants and lay them across the back of one of my leather chairs. I take the seat in front of my monitor and begin to look for appropriate sites to help get me on my way. It's not long before I find an old favorite and begin to watch the porns play out every lustful event that I think rightfully I should be partaking in now. I watch as the woman gobbles her man's cock and begin to rub my own. As I start to gain extra inches, the friction becomes intense. My heart rate increases and my eyes narrow on the monitor. In one subconscious act, I move the bottle of gel out of it's cubby, pop the top, and line my palm with it's warm, soothing ingredients. How funny, that happens to be the name of the place where we were to meet, but now you are out of my mind. It's all about me now. Me and what my lustful lil heart desires. I begin to work the gel on to the side of my cock which contacts my hand first. Getting lost in the flashes from the monitor as the room temperature seems to rise. I stroke it in circular motions to get it nice and lubed. When it glistens from the twist of my wrist I start to slowly pump my fist up and down. Occasionally stopping at the base and holding it to admire it's shape and length. The video playing has to be reset several times as I'm in no mood to stop what I'm doing and go looking for more. At some points, I find my stokes matching the actions of the people on screen. Today's shirt is pulled up and off to be layed on the floor for future use. It seems like forever and I can smell the alcohol coming out of the sweat on my chest as my rhythm increases. It's a smell I hoped I'd be sharing with you tonight, but you're probably at home thinking of what excuse you'll give me tomorrow. I tilt my head slightly to get the hair out of my view. My slickend hand still working diligently at it's task. The air is so hot! But not as hot as the eager mouth of a lover. I feel anticipation rising in me. Like an empty garden hose becoming unkinked by a rush of water. I lean forward in my seat, and change my stroke position from one of going up, to one aiming low. Glancing quickly to make sure of my target, and then my eyes dart back to the monitor. There is no need of a warning, or vocalized approval as I'm alone. I erupt like a volcano spewing liquid pearls. It's no surprise to me when the first jet rockets to it's mark like a thick stream of gravy. My vision blurs slightly as I silently gasp my moan. More jets follow the first in unison with the the stroke of my hand. I think to myself, "Who loves ya baby?" As I squeeze the last few drops of my honey dew. The ejaculated pattern on my now soiled shirt is unremarkable. I feel myself fading away as I remain slick, but softening in my hand. I continue to squeeze every so often just to be sure that I leave nothing behind. I use the shirt to clean my dick lips of left over cum, and remove it from the cracks between my knuckles. I really did get something outta me after all. In fact, I've killed to birds with one stone. Because I'm no longer frustrated either. Perhaps some day, you'll get another chance. But this time, it was all my pleasure. And I KNOW WHAT I LIKE!! The previous story is part fiction, and part true. I was stood up today, but I'm not bein' a jaded lil fucker about it. In fact, I've not even touched myself in like the last ummm....five minutes. LOL. Ken  |
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Five whole minutes? Wow you are setting records for holding out   I won't tell you what I was thinking but I will say this Damn you sure can write."Temptation is fun...Giving in is even better.."
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8/11/2007 1:34 pm |
Who would be so crazy as to stand you up? That's a cryin shame there bud and a near crime that I didn't get to at least watch! Come for the breasts, Stay for the brains! L
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8/11/2007 5:43 pm |
And THIS is why woman get bad reps, LOL. Silly Girl. But then again, nobody does it better than you baby, LOL. SOmetimes it's nice to be home with old friends. New to the blog, but enjoy what I'm reading. THanks for sharing!   
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"Hell man a bit of advance notice for we hormone ragging females BEFORE we step into a steaming blog post!!!!! " Donna mutters as she fans her face thinking about getting some of her own relief now. You stood up !!! What the hell was she thinking? Donna Someday is today.
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It sucks being stood up doesn't it? I wouldn't have stood you up Ken, I would have cum, lol. It is winter here in Oz but I need to turn the heating off, suddenly I am all flustered thanks to you. Thank god my boss is out of town. Take care hun Linda xxx
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8/13/2007 7:26 pm |
THOSE STUPID BITCHES!!! hehe  luv ya 
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8/13/2007 7:27 pm |
grrrrrr now i have to go to bed ALONE.... frustrated... horny .. so tonight it will be me .. and my lube... and if youre a good boy i might write you an email...and tell you about it.....
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Heh heh, I know it's not you m'lady. But being from the same town I'm sure you know where Java Break is on 7th and New Hamshire. So even if your computer and phone's internet crashes, after a chat the previous days talking about meeting there around 5:30-6:00pm, you'd still know where to go wouldn't ya? Luckily, I don't have anything else lined up this weekend. (That I can remember anyways.) So I'm getting some cleaning done, and stuff for myself. It's all good. As far as her getting another chance...Hum...Honestly, I won't completely close the windows just yet, but in my book, it's up to her to make the next contact, apologize, and get things rolling. And if not, that's cool too. One less person wasting my time later. I only get along well with people of integrity. Ken --------------------------------------------------------------------- I have only been there once and I could find the Java Break within a half hour. Sheesh. I hope you had fun tonight. I think I am ready to talk eventhough I am not done. Too bad we can't discuss it face to face there are some things I would like to show you. I guess I will just have to find some pics of them online. When you have time no rush."Temptation is fun...Giving in is even better.."
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Damn.....that's all I can type right now.....if you will excuse me I have to take care of something..... Sultry
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8/24/2007 9:40 am |
"Who loves ya baby"!!!lol Oh boy...a few of us right here me thinks. I'm off to bed with happy thoughts   
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8/26/2007 4:37 pm |
Very well written! Fact or fiction, I felt like I was there with you. Of course, if I were there with you, things would've gone just a little differently. The Sexy Gal Next Door ~xoxoxox~
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