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I admit to some sliding motivations about keeping this blog moving along. It’s hot out, there is business to do with demanding people and I just plain hit what baseball calls the “dog days of summer”. I did, however, get a nice call from a lady visiting town who I knew years ago in the most intimate sense. She provided more than one entry, sigh. Gone but not forgotten, my lawyer friend is one hot babe. She supplied a few weeks worth of erotic tale-telling for this blog. Jesus, how hot this was.
She laughed when she called, mentioning I sound the same and am still a funny man. OK, cool. She also asked what I would be doing during the weekend. She had a convention to attend for her work and would have some free time plus, she said, a nice pool and an “in room jacuzzi” to share. Yikes. Merely for the sake of her ego along, (not!), I agreed to check her digs out.
I knocked on a Friday night at her hotel room door. She mentioned I caught her by surprise as she was still in her robe, fresh out of the shower. Did she look good? Yes, the short answer. Delicious, wet hair, all nice-smelling I noticed as she hugged me. We had that pregnant hug and she hustles off, first supplying me with some wine, then to change. I decided I might check out her jacuzzi.
Of course, said jacuzzi is in her bedroom. On my way in, I see her sitting at the mirror, topless. “Pardon me, ” I laugh, approaching her. “I was looking for the jacuzzi.”
She turned and smiled. “Right,” she says, “well, thank God you haven’t changed a bit. I expected you to do that. Come here.”
She turned in her seat, facing me and I came closer. I leaned in but she pushed me back. I mean, I got a kiss, and a nice soft one, our lips touching lightly, messages being sent heavily, all in one major direction. She leaned back and looked at me, her chest heaving, her gorgeous large tits moving, making me a puddle of want, and my cock began feeling like some lead pipe. “Dam, I missed you. I hope you feel the same.” With that, after my nod, she reached out and put her hand on my cock, over my pants, rubbing there and feeling it with lots of pressure. “Oh, dear, I need to see that,” she moaned. She leaned forward and unzipped me and unbuckled my pants. Sliding them down, my cock popped out like some oil derrick, standing straight out in front of her face. She groped me then, feeling it along the length of the shaft, pleasing herself with hand sensations. I reached down and grabbed her boobs, both hands, running my thumbs over her nipples as I stood there in front of her. She was always an oral sort, loved sucking cock. Naturally, she proceeded to do just that, kissing it, licking up and down, then putting it inside her mouth with a healthy moan. I almost lost it right there, her warm mouth and lips, then her throat as she sucked deeper providing incredible sensations.
I began removing her slip, reaching down and getting contorted as she sucked away. “Leave it, Lee,” she said. “Let me please you right now. Just enjoy, I know I am.” Her very talented lips began their dance over my stiff cock. She wanted my cum.
I watched down at her as she sucked at me, my cock going in and out nicely, just disappearing. She had developed this new thing, looking up at me intently, as if to gauge my reactions, while she sucked. The irony was that as she got me deeper, her eyes had to look up harder, making her look incredibly, well, compliant and even slave-like. It was as hot as anything. She grabbed a hand and had me put it behind her head. She was acting very, very needy tonite. She wanted a mouth fucking. She wanted it bad.
I held her head between both hands. When I put my other hand behind her, intertwined in her hair, she moaned excessively. She wanted exactly that. So I framed her face, holding her head steady and solid as I began moving my hips back and forth with my cock entering and sinking deeply inside this hot mouth offered me so willingly. Her moans directed me and she knew it. We spoke a blow job language and it was incredibly informative. She had one of her own hands on her tit, just mauling it and squeezing, with the other between her legs. I could see it moving down there as I fucked this fine lawyer lady’s hot mouth. She opened wider for me, raising her head up and staring up at me, almost helplessly, telling me with her eyes to do whatever I wanted. It was incredibly hot, her whole demeanor and her urge for pleasing me the best ways possible. As I sank my cock deeper, she gagged, coughing, so I let up on my pressure, but she put her arms around my legs and pulled me even tighter, sinking my cock past the place where she had gagged. Fuck. It was so fucking hot. She did not gag this time. I was close now, my cock getting hugely filled, my balls tightening and my cum ready to launch inside this hot ladies throat.
I felt a tremendous sensation of release as my cum flew. The top of my head felt electric, as did those lips around my cock, sucking harder now. As my cum spurted out in great gobs, I let out this hugely loud groan of no known language, letting it all out with my mouth deposit, cumming like mad. She was gulping like crazy, swallowing it all and sucking harder and harder, my cock buried so deep I imagine swallowing for much of it was unnecessary. It was already home, lol. I came again, some leaking from the sides of her lips and she was surprised as was I at yet another big spurt of cum. I saw it drip from her lips as she went back to work, sucking away and gulping down my juices. Later she said she had cum just before I had (I had not noticed, sadly) and then again, with this second surprise, surprising her doubly, not only with more cum but with how hot it was being surprised and engulfed yet again with cum. She said she lost control, lol. Like I did not.
As she sat there, somehow I was able to remain standing. I felt glued to the spot, not wanting anything to interrupt this classic and incredible blow job from this hot gal with the nice tits and passion for oral sex. She cleaned away now, sucking more, then holding my soft cock in her hand and licking all around, under and over it. It was like dinner……..she was literally eating all she could find, right from the source.
Finally, she smiled up at me, cradling my little guy in her hot hands. “You always had the nicest cum, Lee. Can I have more later?”
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As the entry above mentions, I have been somewhat remiss in posting here. It’s the summer thing, I think. Oddly enough, my real life has endured (for lack of a more absurd term) some pretty fucking hot sex. Two ladies, one from my past and one mentioned in earlier posts here who I recently met have helped me enjoy a very sexy month or so of good old semi casual sex. It should not stop there, I might add. For anyone who remembers, my “local” squeeze is a sort of “soccer mom”, with a liking for me. We have had some adventures, including one “almost public” sex event involving my car in a parking lot. LOL, at the bank, no less.
I may also mention that she was curious about having herself involved with ropes and some nice “tying up”. Did she like it? The short answer? Fuck yes, she did. Out of the past 3 times we have been together, she asked for it the last two. Tell you anything? She will be my next story, after my lawyer lady friend from the North. That one needs explaining, lol.

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Suzette found herself alone, kids and family gone for the night, up to a family member’s house for the holidays. She relished the few alone times she had, and she often raised a friend of hers online for some sexy chatting. It was at these moments she could let herself go, to explore her fantasies and find out all those things she wanted to do but would not admit to anyone but her lover. She was encouraged at this by her online lover……..what he had her do and say excited her and he allowed her the freedom, in his demands, to be the naughty and very available woman some huge part of her demanded, secretly. It scared her to realize she wanted to be this man’s “slut”…….to “service” him on demand, get to her knees for him and do the wild and sexy things she thought about in her most erotic private moments. She had thought seeing his cock in reality would make her want it more….she knew this, in her heart and she conspired to try and make it real. Little had she known, it would indeed become possible.
A call at home one Monday morning and she recognized the voice. She greeted him warmly, as usual, then she chided him for the extravagance, asking about how much this call would cost. He replied it cost him a quarter, lol, that he was in her country. She felt her heart in her throat, it was almost a violently rude surprise. How dare he not tell me he was coming!
“Well”, he said, “Frankly I was mailed a ticket out of the blue by our mutual friend. He sold a house and had all this money and decided to do something nice for me. He bought the ticket for me and I elected to leave immediately. I know, I was totally rude in not preparing you, yet, I wanted to surprise you and some other people. Sue me!”
Suzette could not believe it. Now Tuesday, she had only spoken with him not 30 hours ago, online. She was in shock. She thought quickly, trying to appear calm, knowing she had this free night, all her own this evening, but unwilling to face what it all really meant. As he talked on about the flight and how he loved the country so far, and the weather, she found herself resolving to at least say hello to him in person, this one and only solo night she had had for months. She wondered at the serendipitous timing. God, how wild.
Finally, she spoke:
“Well, since you are here, I happen to have a free night this evening. Can you meet with me somewhere? You realize I do not want to be seen hand in hand with someone in public. After all, I am a Mom and a respected member of the community,” she laughed, easing up and beginning to look forward. “Damn,” she thought, “I cannot believe this.”
“Of course, dear, I know all that. I promise to keep you decent and upstanding, if I have to,” he laughed.
“Not too much, I hope,” she purred, surprising herself at her boldness. “Enough, meet me at………. at 7, right by the gazebo. We can visit the beach. You can wear swimming trunks, if you like, it’s hot, as you may have noticed. I can’t believe you’re here.”
Tidying the house, changing into a nice summer dress with a revealing top, she found herself moist and getting wetter. Everything she did she did with him in mind, choosing the dress with the most expandable top, for example, opting for her nicest and softest bra, the blue one, wearing her bikini panties. She did not know how she felt……she could not even come close to finding that out, it was all too sudden. She only knew she would meet him. What happened later was up to what the night had in store. She wondered if she would cave in for him, if he was as strikingly sexy as she suspected he was and which he certainly was online. God, this was so bizarre…….so weird, yet so fucking hot. She resisted the urge to masturbate, but she could not help feeling herself, touching her pussy and running her fingers up and down it. She knew where she would go and how she would react. It was up to him, she knew. But she was nervous, too. All the chatting had occurred and she really honestly liked the man, an older guy. He was smart and very alive, just attractive as hell to her, as were his well-discussed fantasies. They matched at that point, like twins. She wondered………
“Shut up,” she said to herself, as she finished her preparations, adding some perfume between her tits, wondering if it would be smelled intimately there this night. Or will he take the Noble Hermit side? She decided she knew the perfume, the dress, the prettiest bra, all that was her own need to try and influence him, wasn’t it? She had often thought to herself that a girl does not get that many opportunities to jump into the hot sexy “stranger cock” fantasy………..this was just that opportunity, if they both somehow wanted it. “God, I am drenched”, she thought, laughing. Out the door she went, hopped into the car and drove the mile to the beach. “I’m “in for a dollar” now,” she thought and she smiled.

At 7 the families at the beach had long since departed for home. It was mostly solo guys and gals or couples, sparsely populating this beach this time of night, with even them dwindling to almost no traffic at all in an hour. Suzette, got out of her car right at the edgemost parking space, looking down on the water and sand. She was early, she laughed, by almost 15 minutes. She got out of the car, straightening her dress and checking herself and her supplies.
“Suzette?” She heard Steve’s voice, so familiar from their chats, approaching and looked to see him coming, his nice American stride all loose and athletic, his eyes focusing on her now. “Suzette, is that you?”
Suzette turned and smiled, welcoming him and enjoying his manner entirely too much. “Christ, he gets me wet by just walking!”, she thought to herself. “God, there’s no turning back. I want this guy.”
“Hi, Steve! God you surprised me coming over here like that. Welcome to our fair nation!”
She spread her arms to his smiling face, welcoming a hug. He hustled over and spread his as well and they collapsed in each others embrace, an electric moment, her breasts suddenly and unaccountably on fire as he pressed her against him full body-style. He was strong, she could feel, his arms tight and his back extremely well-muscled.
“Oh, my, what a great greeting to your “fair nation!” Steve was smiling broadly, still holding her. She felt their bodies where they connected, it was like a small fire everywhere they touched, it was amazing. She could see he was experiencing something similar, his eyes were glazing slightly as he held her still.
They disengaged, but Steve still had a hand on her upper arm. They both turned to the view. “Incredible, Hon. Just remarkably beautiful, both you and the sea, ha ha.”
“You don’t look too bad yourself, for an American,” laughed Suzette. “And so sexy at your advanced age, too!” ( a long-standing joke between them). They laughed. They also talked for just a bit, about families, about the country, about her free evening. Suzette was feeling quite free, she was actually surprised at how little guilt she felt about seeing this man in public, alone. Her curiosity was more alive than any other emotion, she knew. She asked questions about all sorts of things.
“Can we walk on the beach?” Steve asked.
“Yes, of course,” said Suzette. “By all means. It is also more private there……….” she left that hanging, not sure about directions yet and not sure about her own feelings.
They trudged down the long incline. They continued on, but Suzette had reached over for Steve’s hand. She looked at him in this most appreciative way, startling him by her directness and her obvious care. Steve smiled back, enjoying the mysterious moment. Suzette’s hand felt nice,as she grasped his and would not let go.

They reached the sand and Steve could see the rough water and wind-hewn cliffs and rock formations made over time, a rough picture of time and geology forming caves and small private coves on the hillside, hard by the beach. Suzette’s hand was in his as they walked, now somewhat quietly, the mood slowly changing. The sound of waves made things peaceful, they always had a powerful effect on Steve, having lived next to them daily for half of his life. It brought forth the deepest thoughts and feelings, almost always in him. Right now those feelings were surprised at the depth of appreciation he felt towards this very nice and soft woman next to him, holding his hand. it was almost too nice, he smiled to himself.
They walked under a ledge, away from the beach, Steve not even knowing how they got there, almost as if guided. it was quieter here, full of some inherent ominousness, ripe with meaning, the sounds reverberating softly around them, almost like a caress. Steve stopped to listen, so entrancing. He turned to Suzette who was close, very close. Steve felt her breast on his arm now, brushing him. Once again, where they touched seemed as though it was on fire. His arm where her breast touched him felt electric, ultrasensitized to her skin, somehow. As he turned more, she leaned up and delivered her lips, kissing him without hesitation. They kissed, only lips, feeling the meeting of the lips in a rousing sort of gentle touch, erotic to the max. It was enough. Her body shook, slightly, and gained some momentum shaking as Steve moved his lips around on hers. Quietly, all thoughts of not being sexual dissipated with the sounds around them, as the Sun began sinking. Suddenly, all Steve wanted was this woman, anywhere, any how. Steve broke the kiss.

Moving his head back, Steve stood just a bit farther away and put his hands on her shoulders, slipping her top down completely, revealing her big and gorgeously nippled breasts, both at once. She let him, standing still, waiting for Steve to continue, breathless and waiting for the next trip to heaven. He stared at her for long seconds, savoring her toplessness. She could tell the effect she was having on him and she also savored the moment at this very private and very sexy time of night and place. Her breath grew shorter, her heart racing. She could not begin to explain the complex of desires she felt but she did know she was about to experience something satisfying and amazing and as exciting as anythig she had ever felt as a sexual woman. She reached down now, and pulled her dress even lower, down to her navel, for Steve.
“Suzette, this may seem rude, I hope you don’ mind…..I am having huge troubles controlling myself and I want you…………sooo bad.” He began unzipping himself and lowered his pants to the ground, kicking them off completely, nude from the waist down.
“Suck me, Suzette.” With that he reached out and grabbed her shoulders, slightly forcing her to her knees. She went down extremely willingly, her pussy suddenly tingling like a fire department at the thought of finally doing what their mutual fantasies had insisted on. Her face flushed, her eyes on this gorgeous cock, finally in front of her in person, she gladly accepted his directions, propeling her down to her knees and seeing it, at last, at eye level. Her mouth watered as she licked her lips quickly, furtively, smelling the scent of him from here, finally finding out all those things she had wondered and dreamt about. She was beyond wet, her pussy was simply a mass of feelings sensitized now to the hottest fantasies she had ever had, faced with sucking this strange new man’s cock and , yes, swallowing his cum, if she could.
Annette, suddenly felt herself cumming, gasping for breath as she came, gushing in her pussy, her juices practically squirting out like those silly porno movies. Her pussy was white hot, just electric. If she touched it, she would cum in torrents.
“Play with your pussy, Suzette,” came Steve’s command. She did, as she would, and as she felt herself, she began cumming in waves. While cumming, Steve took matters into his own hands and, placing his hand behind her head, he stuck his cock into the mouth he manipulated into being forced to suck this hard cock. He stuck it deep, right away. Suzette could sense it, the depth, the taste, yet she was consumed by cumming harder than she had ever cum on her life, just shaking beyond control now, cumming and moaning as Steve’s cock slid inside. She had become a mass of electric cumming and sensation. On her knees, this gorgeous hard cock down her throat, pumping at her mouth as Steve would do, deeper and deeper, she gagged on it, which caused another near orgasm. She popped Steve’s cock from her mouth, looking up at him, holding his hard cock in her hand and stroking. Smiling up, helplessly, she said: “Steve, I want you to fuck my mouth like we talk about. Fuck it hard, be rough with me. I want it so bad, Honey, fuck my mouth.” With that, Suzette bobbed her head down violently, almost, sucking in the entire shaft of Steve’s cock, well past the point where she gagged earlier, now sucking it with her very throat muscles themselves, a true throat fuck. She could feel Steve growing, his cock being filled with delicious cum. He grew like crazy and she had to stretch her lips to accomodate him, feeling so full it was indescribeable. Just rammed and chock full of cock. She came again. And again.
She could not imagine the image, on her knees for this man, sucking away, getting (and asking to get) her mouth fucked hard and brutally by a strange new man, outside the nest. It drove her wild, tasting him, it made her a solid mass of quivering need as she sucked madly at his cock. Steve placed his other hand behind her head, gathering her hair in a bundle and using it as a handle to make her face go back and forth now over his stiff cock. She felt out of control, much like she knew he was, he could no longer control his pumping of her face, his cock so urgently seeking the depths of her throat she almost fainted. He was using her now, fucking her harder and harder. Finally, she could feel it, he was about to cum. She got extremely more excited, gurgling, choking on cock, helplessly waiting for the cum she desperately wanted to feel running down her hot throat. Her lips made noise, slurpy sounds, kissing-like, but deeper and more sloppy as his cock went back and forth. She was moaining herself, out of control.

She felt his cum hit the back of her throat, absolutely violently. It slammed her there, then disappeared, no swallowing required. But she wanted to swallow and taste! She left him there, as he wanted, deeply imbedded, then she pulled back slightly. Steve knew what she wanted and he left his cock a few inches inside her mouth so she could suck and taste his cum. As he spurted another load, she gulped at him, sucking hard. It was incredible, a huge load of cum, with more coming. She had only one thought now: “CUM” and there was lots of it for her. She greedily swallowed him down and kept him in her mouth the whole time, not about to let go. Finally, as his spasms died down, he slipped to the ground, her mouth still around his cock all the way down, she never let it go. As he lay there, spent, she slurped at it more, licking it off his balls like a whore in heat, sucking his softer, semi-erect cock hungrily, hoping for yet more cum. She wanted it all, she could not even begin to help herself. It was so satisfying, knowing she had made him cum, then actually getting what she wanted, her mouth, tummy and throat filled with his man juice. As Steve lay there she licked more, finally cleaning him. He had been silent, watching her in amazement, at her obvious relish for sucking and her taste for cum. His hand finally went down, caressing her hair again as she looked up, with his cock still in her mouth. She lifted her face and smiled.
“Your cum is sooo tasty, Steve. I can’t wait to get more!”

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