Archive for April, 2009

ass like a cupcake.

April 10, 2009

does it make me a bad person because i want a woman who’s butt cheeks i can hold in the palm of my hand like cupcakes?  or does it just make me a vain asshole?

i can live with vain asshole.

i had one this weekend ya know.  a girl who’s ass i could hold in the palm of my hands like two sweet cupcakes.  and i liked it.  this is the girl i’ve been dreaming about.  the one i had convinced myself i could not live without.  we had an affair about four years ago.  five or six i guess counting from when it started.  but it’s been almost four years since i’d been with her.

this is the girl that has ruined me for other women.  they are all held to her standard.  especially in bed.  we have an amazing chemistry that transends anything i had ever known before or since.

and as i slid inside her i sighed half to myself, ah, that’s how this is supposed to feel.  that girl knows how to get me off.  it’d been so long and i was so excited to be with her that i forgot to stop and get condoms.  i guess moslty because when we were in our hay day, we didn’t use them.  but she knows i’m a man whore so she insisted.  i had one on me but that was it.  and this is the kind of woman i’m ready to fuck again right after.

i climaxed a record five times in one evening with her once.  i’m pretty sure we got up to eight one time, but that was in the course of the whole day.  so i was still horny as a mother fucker when we got done that one time.  but she’s just so damned sexy. 

she gave me the ole…i’m not even sure there is a name for what she did.  she rolled onto her stomach, reached her hand around and took my cock in it and basically simulated sex in that position.  which is one we had done often.  she gave me the moans and the movement and everything.  so i was able to get another one off.  right onto her sweet, little cupcake ass.

and like i said, this is the woman that i’ve held every woman up to since we stopped seeing each other.  always thought if i could just be with her.  but after being with her again and listening to just a little bit of the drama.  she is since divorced and i’m thinking that might have something to do with it.  i mean, me and this girl, we were pretty much only good when we were being bad.

so this time around it still felt like what it’s supposed to feel like.  but nah, i don’t really want her either.  so i don’t feel bad at all about this girl i’m seeing.  i mean, yeah, okay.  i reckon i oughta tell i had sex without her.  and used a condom.  but i’m really not worried about it.  i think i have a little clearer vision.  i would have thought that being with this woman again after all these years would bring everything rushing back.  but it didn’t.

maybe it’s just been a rough four years for her but she’s starting to look our age.  and something has happened to her tits.  they have shrank.  they were big, nice 36 D’s.  but she’s barely filling out a B cup.  i thought she had reduction surgery the difference is so dramatic.  but that might be a good thing for her.  she always had back problems from carrying those bitches around.

what did we learn today?  oh yeah, i’m a vain asshole.

i’m a pretty sick fuck.

April 3, 2009

and anyone who’s ever read this blog knows that.  not as sick as you fucks though.  i can’t believe how many of you sick bitches keep reading my fifteen year old camel toe blog.  that’s why mention it whenever i can.  so i can tag it.  and you suck fucks will read my blog, or at least look at it because i’ve tagged it with fifteen year old camel toe. 

suckers.

but anyway, i jerked off three times tonight.  twice dry.  for the third time i had to sneak into my nephews room and jack his ky jelly.  his jack cream, if you will.  and that shit works.  because after the second dry jerk, my little knob was getting pretty damn raw. 

but he just wanted another go.  so i obliged.

i’ve been seeing this girl.  and she’s a good girl.  likes sucking my cock.  has a nice little 25 year old pussy.  big ass titties.  sweet, sweet girl.  she just don’t turn me on.  after i fuck her once.  i’m done.  that’s it.  thanks for coming.  not that she actually ever does, but whatever.  thanks for getting me off.  now go fix me some pie, bitch.

if only she would fix me some pie.  i’d still be only half interested.  and that’s a shame.  she really is a sweet girl.  she just don’t turn me on.

i guess that makes me an asshole.  like i didn’t already know that.  and i want to do the right thing by her.  but i reckon this is one of those times where i should do right by me.  i mean, isn’t that what i should always do?

yes.

so here’s my dilemna.  it’s so much easier to find someone when you’ve got someone, right?  so should i let her hang around until i got a new little piece?  or should i cut her loose before she gets that much more attached?  maybe i should have the talk with her.

um, yeah girl.  you just don’t really do it for me.  sorry.  maybe if you’d hit the gym, dress a little sluttier.  wear some fucking make up every once in a while.  but until then, we can still hook up and fuck now and again.  but i’m gonna be out on the prowl.  so we should use condoms.

the great broken pecker is having women problems…

April 1, 2009

yeah, i’m pretty sure when i chose to go have coffee with a woman that’s not giving me sex over having a woman that is giving me sex buy me dinner, i’m having problems.

i mean, she’s a real sweet girl.  she seduced me with chili cheese fries the first time.  and she’s got a nice, tight little 25 year old pussy.  and huge tits.  loves sucking my cock.  and buys me dinner.

what the fuck is wrong with me?  i’m having some serious issues.

and i kinda want to break up with her but then i think about all the positives.  like she buys me food, sucks my cock and has a tight little 25 year old pussy.

i reckon i’m just a greedy son of a bitch.  i want it all.  i want to also be attracted to her and enjoy doing things other than sex with her.

maybe that’s why i’m so old and not married.  or have had more than one relationship last more than a few months.  other than the affair with the sexy as balls married girls that lasted a year and a half.  i just want too much from a woman.  i want her to turn me on.  i want to enjoy her company.  and i want her to buy me food.

i’m pretty sure i’ll die a sad, lonly old man.