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My Blog
 
Welcome to my blog. I like to write erotic fiction, plus update my life here.

Life - If you're interested (an actual human being!), I have my life situation here.
Fiction - My one and only sexual outlet is that of writing erotic fiction. It is primarily from my imagination and is a self-descriptive of my sexual preferences.

IF YOU NOTICE BROKEN WORDS/SENTENCES IN THE FICTION POSTS, IT IS BECAUSE OF THIS SITE'S FILTERS, NOT MY SPELLING.

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If you want to reach out to me...
Posted:Aug 27, 2021 6:36 pm
Last Updated:Jan 4, 2022 9:05 pm
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Who is She?
Posted:Jul 10, 2021 1:54 pm
Last Updated:Jan 30, 2022 2:13 pm
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So, this website has proven t_o be a place for a_ll sorts of sexually oriented material. In my first month of p_aid membership I have encountered:
  • Fakes - These have arrived in droves, asking for my e-m_ail, my phone , my Google Hangouts , you . Those usually peter o_ut after they realize they're not going get anywhere with m_e. Seriously, is here looking for their soulmate?
  • Cam Models - Women sit , mostly nude, usually in a near-bored state while staring at the screen and shaking their bared breasts for tips. At least they don't have drive the gentlemen's clubs anymore for their tips (Funny note: One was writhing on her activated vibrating 'lovense' when she covered a yawn. O_h, the irony!).
  • Prostitutes/Massage - They are here for the m_oney. It becomes clear after the first response what they want. Usually terms of "serious" or "generous" appear in their descriptions.
  • Flashes in the pan - They usually start with a 'hey' and then never respond after that. Why did they even put the energy into saying that?
  • Women looking for justification - These are individuals have joined and started perusing the site, but then realized that 'these people really want meet'! In reality, they joined just see if they could spice their lives and learn whether they could actually be wanted by another man outside their marriage, but realize they do not have the backbone actually go through with anything.
  • Marriage Questors - They seem to be reaching for perfection.
  • REAL Women - These are individuals are honestly looking for something. They seek another man, another woman, another couple, whatever takes bring a sexual completion back their lives, perhaps even a complete relationship (without the marriage mindedness right off the bat).

    It seems I am the sucker here, because I am the one paid a lot of money t_o see fakes, Prostitutes, flashes in the pan and other disappointments.

    So, what about me?

    Did you ever consider that the introduction fields in our profiles are insufficient? If you agree, then perhaps you've been disappointed by this site or you are looking for something more than the top s_ix items listed above?

    As for m_e, I read those fields. If they l_ook like meaningless bullshit, I chalk them up as Fakes or Prostitutes. Yes, with experience, they're easy to figure o_ut.





    I am a married man 's not enjoyed marital touch, a nice conversation, or intimacy in a very long time. Naively, I thought I could go through life celibate, but it just doesn't work. I want to meet her...
    - I want to plan trips with her.
    - I want to go to the Central Market and b_uy groceries with her.
    - I want to take her on a motorcycle ride and see the sights.
    - I want to go to a trivia night a_t a local bar and feel the challenge of tough questions with her, share a beer (or a drink) and laugh.
    - Whom I can wake up next to and smile, knowing is so much more life ahead.
    - I want feel her heartbeat next mine.
    - I want feel her warmth u_nder the blankets on a cold winter's night.
    - I want l_ook into her eyes and feel my heart skip a beat.
    - I want to watch a movie with her.
    - I want to sail on the open waters with her, seeing the sunrise over the ocean.
    - I want to make love with her u_nder the stars.

    Anyone 's friended m_e knows that I keep an active blog and like keep active communications. If the conversation goes dry (flash in the pan), *poof*.


    So, write some comments, let me know your thoughts. Are you thinking the s_ame thing?
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    My Opinion on Oral Pleasures
    Posted:May 15, 2021 11:30 am
    Last Updated:Dec 30, 2021 1:01 pm
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    I'm one of those guys who loves oral, receiving as well as giving. I just cannot get enough.

    I've known it from the beginning, having been taught at the age of fifteen by a woman ten years older. At that time I was working at a local hometown mall in a fast food restaurant. She noticed me and took a fancy. At the end of my night shifts, she would pick me up from work and take me to her apartment before eventually taking me home. She was patient with me and 'cultivated' me to the point I could bring her to climax many times when visiting. After a couple weeks, I discovered (as did she) she could squirt intensely.


    On the other hand, she also taught me the joys of a slow and graceful blowjob. To her, the hands were never meant to stroke the man, but only there to guide the shaft to her lips. Being as young as I was, I was quite virile and unloaded in her mouth as much as she did me. Together we took each other to new heights only with oral.


    I believe I'm one of those guys who never grew out of it. To me, there's nothing sweeter than pleasuring the partner with our most sensitive organ, the mouth.
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    Lovers Long Overdue
    Posted:Dec 31, 2021 8:08 am
    Last Updated:Dec 7, 2022 1:49 am
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    - CHAPTER 1 -

    Dan’s day could not have been any more peaceful and fulfilling. He had just spent the past few hours on a morning sail out on the harbor, feeling the fresh air flowing over his warmed skin. He needed this time on the water, this time away. What made it so fulfilling was that the boat responded and cut through the water as an extension of his mind, of his hands, of his command. The energy of the wind was harnessed by the energy of his mind. When he was sated, he piloted ‘Windswept’ around and back to the harbor.

    It was a warm spring afternoon, the kind where the windbreaker was tossed below, the bared arms soaked up the sun, yet the sunscreen was close by. Even before he left the dock, the shoes and socks were tossed below.

    As he doused the sails and engaged the inboard, the protected inlet cut off the waves, all was smooth again. He slowly motored back toward the dock, turning corners and finding the slip. He piloted ‘Windswept’ in the channel and gazed upon the docks. He quickly fixated on a young woman standing there on the dock. Dark hair, a sweet figure, a light summer sundress and the whitest of sneakers on. The rest of the marina seemed abandoned, save for this creature of beauty put before him.

    Piloting the craft was an instinct for him and his gaze never left her. He was not even abashed about it, for she had locked eyes on him. What he didn’t realize is that she was looking at him before he noticed. It didn’t matter.

    He quickly broke his gaze and dropped the throttle, easing ‘Windswept’ into the dock space reserved for the craft. With deft precision, he reversed the prop and the boat stopped on a dime, hovering in the space. He again lifted his eyes and she was still watching him intently, a hand up blocking sun from her eyes.

    Because of her place on the dock, she was much closer now and he could see more. Her sundress was form fitted and gracefully complimented her feminine form. Amazing smile... and such beautiful green eyes, sparkling in the sunlight. He also looked upon her body and noticed that her dress was more of a head-turner dress, showing how blessed she was with cleavage. No doubt the man in her life was a happy man. He hazarded a flirtatious smile at this woman of amazing beauty, never taking his gaze off her form.

    He started to slowly stand up in the cockpit, making ready to grab a dockline, but he stopped once more. Looking down, he realized he was now standing with an erection pressing at the front of his trunks. What’s more, his act of looking down made it obvious he was aware and now she was aware! How embarrassing! He immediately sat back down, flushed with shades of red. His flirtatious smile was now an apologetic smile, crushed at his own animalistic betrayal. He was mortified, but could not take his eyes off this gorgeous woman.

    She slowly strolled from her position just a few slips down right to the base of his dock, now within talking distance. Yet, no words were spoken. He was transfixed. ‘Windswept’ was oblivious to the moment.

    Dan looked down from her eyes and noticed her hand, originally by her side, was now slowly clasping at the skirt of her sundress and lifting upward. Did she have an itch? He couldn’t stop watching. Her milky thighs were in view beneath the short frills. His smile softened, his heart quickening. She didn’t stop though, still lifting. He was rapt in the moment. This was more than an itch, this was a moment of communication he did not see coming. In a few seconds, he could see her bared pussy in the fresh sunlight. His heart pounded, seeing her beautiful womanhood as a gift to just him. Her way of lifting only allowed him to see. Without thinking he was biting his lip in desire.

    Suddenly he realized that his erection, while embarrassing at first, was an unintentional signal that she needed at that moment. In response, he stood back up, unabashed this time, letting her see his response. Her hand that lifted the skirt was suddenly pressing upon her mound, a finger slipping inside and disappearing. He gulped, but acted in kind by moving a free hand upon his bulge and rubbing slowly to match her motions. ‘Windswept’ held steady in the water before her.

    She removed her finger and let the skirt drop. He stopped rubbing, but was transfixed at her display. She raised her wet finger to her lips and allowed her tongue to gracefully lick. Dan could feel his body aching with desire and let out a gasp of desire. He knew she could hear him, but he wanted her to hear him.

    He engaged the prop on ‘Windswept’ and nudged the craft aside, so her rail was within inches of the dock. He waved the young woman aboard. She deftly kicked off her sneakers, strolled over and dropped in. He couldn’t believe the moment, as if someone else were in control of his actions. Perhaps someone else WAS in control, but he didn’t want to be anywhere else.

    He stood in the cockpit, silently regarding her frame. In an instant, instinct kicked in as the word ‘goddess’ filled his mind. No words came to his lips. She stood before and merely presented herself, arms at her sides.

    His hands dropped everything. A boathook fell to the cockpit floor, a dockline dropped out of his grip and the tiller was abandoned. All that mattered was that this woman who had his every shred of attention stood before him on his level. He cupped her face in his hands, gazing into what he finally discerned as green eyes and then kissed her in silence. ‘Windswept’ remained steady by the dock. His tongue parted her lips, slipping inside and tasting her for the first time. She moaned, arms wrapping around his neck and holding him gently.

    Dan could feel her form pressing into his. He distinctly felt her loins pressing into his bulge, but also he felt her breasts pressing. She had his full attention. This was no longer a desirous flirtation between two strangers, but building into a consummation of long overdue passion.

    She broke the kiss, gasping in her desire and looked up into his eyes.

    “Let’s go back out, Daddy. We need this”, she breathed upon his neck.

    She could feel his heart pounding through his chest. All she did was smile up again. He gently released her face and trembled. A hand instinctively reached down and re-engaged the propeller, backing ‘Windswept’ away from the dock for the second time this morning.

    They remained steadily on their feet, swaying softly to the motions of the boat. Out of the dockage area and approaching the breakwall. She pulled him close and whispered in his ear, “Just over there”, then softly kissed his earlobe. Another moan from him.

    “I’m Dan”, he barely stammered out, still trembling.

    “I’m Natalie” she replied.

    “Nice to meet you, Natalie”, another soft kiss on her lips. She released him as he steered ‘Windswept’ over to an isolated spot near the breakwall.

    “Nice to meet you, too, Dan.... Daddy”, smiling with a wink.

    He almost lost his composure but remained steady as he killed the engine, dropped anchor over the side and tied them off.

    “Are we safe now?”, she pressed.

    He nodded, checking the anchor line for tension. He leaned over the edge to just check to see if there were any big rocks underneath. He really needed this to break his gaze on her and pinch himself.

    He turned back around and noticed that she sat down on one settee in the cockpit and was looking up at him, smiling.

    “This is a good location, daddy”, the fresh wind blowing over the breakwall. She untied his trunks and tugged them down. He groaned at this new sensation, having not felt this in years.

    “Heeeere you are...” gently pulling out his shaft from behind the trunks, kissing softly on it’s head.

    Nearly buckling his knees, he let out a deep groan.

    “Hold steady, daddy”, kissing up and down his shaft. The flow of air over his exposed loin was heightening and awakening his senses. Her hands reached around and softly gripped his ass. She opened her mouth and engulfed his entire shaft, going nearly to the root, then softly closing her lips around him. Another deep groan.

    “Oh god!” he could barely make out.

    She softly sucked on his meat, drawing back to the tip. She could taste his musk on the skin.

    “We need this...”, more kisses on his now glistening cock, “just the right size... not too big, not too small, but oh so thick...”.

    She looked back up to him, locking eyes on his, before she opened her mouth and let him watch his cock disappear inside her. For a second time she closed her mouth to give his whole shaft an explosion of senses. She savored this thickness he gave her. This time she moaned, sending vibrations into his loins. His hands reached down and fingers laced in her dark hair. She sucked eagerly feeling his shaft growing in ever harder stages. She kept her eyes locked on his.

    Natalie felt pleasure in controlling his pleasure. She felt a burning ache being satisfied when she felt his manhood enveloped in her control. ‘Windswept’ was their love nest now.

    She released his cock and nudged him backward. He sat with a thud on the settee across from her. She raised up from her side and gently lifted her skirt once again.

    “Yours, daddy, all yours”, then climbing forward and straddled him.

    He couldn’t believe this moment. Her green eyes were looking into his soul, her body lowering down over his shaft. He reached out and gripped her by the waist, guiding her ever so gently down to the tip of his shaft. What he didn’t see is that she was positively dripping in passion. She closed her eyes as the head pressed upon her pussy.

    She groaned and bit her lip, “ohhhh d-daddy”, then nodded in silence.

    His hands pulled her down, his cock sliding inside her aching walls. She let out a yelp, but could feel herself conforming to him. She ached for this moment. The years of not feeling a man inside her ended in this gentle violence shared between them. She was filled with desire, with need, with completion and with a new connection not felt in ages.

    “Baby girl!”, he hissed, feeling her tightness clamping around him in a heat reserved for lovers. His hands, firmly around her waist, began to shake. Her instinct took over as she rocked her hips and ground herself into him. She felt her womanhood pressing into him, taking every inch deep inside.

    One hand reached up behind her back and gently pulled down on the zipper between her shoulders. She moaned at his initiative and allowed her shoulders to shimmy off the top of her dress. Her full breasts spilled out, offering him her beauty, passion, desire. There was nothing left to hide between them.

    Dan’s hands pressed into Natalie’s back, urging her breasts closer. He leaned in and suckled at her nipples, round and perfect. His mouth greedily sucked at her softness as she bucked on top of him.

    All pretense and gentility were powerfully cast overboard as they consumed each other’s bodies in aching lust. Their fears and frustrations ebbed away like the ceaseless ripples created around ‘Windswept’. She ground into him, he thrust upward into her. They couldn’t stop what was coming.

    Natalie was feeling something coming ever closer. She couldn’t wait. She bucked harder on him, her swollen clit rubbing into him with every stroke. Her moans reached higher tones. She gripped his head.

    He exploded deep inside. She felt it. His shaft pulsated, releasing his burning flame deep inside her. Dan groaned deeply as the pulsing triggered her last stroke. Natalie closed her eyes, as the first wave of climax washed over her. She shook. His arms wrapped around her and held her body against his. She whimpered. He cried. Wave after wave of pleasure wracked their bodies. The ripples from the boat stopped.

    They held each other in silence, not wanting their bodies to depart. He remained deep inside, his arms around her back. She savored his warm cum inside her womb, pressing her breasts to his face.

    How long they stayed there, locked in completion, was unknown. Her dress was up around her waist, her torso exposed to him.

    In silence, he looked up at her and saw this woman collapsed into him. No other words we needed. He gently lifted her, and carried her down below....

    - CHAPTER 2 -

    Through the cabin he carried her little frame. She moaned a pleasant tone, clinging to his neck. He set her on her feet before the fore berth and just smiled.

    “Arms up, baby…”, he commanded and she lifted her arms over her head.

    “Ooooh Daddy”, she moaned as up went her sundress, baring her before him. It was then he realized that the sundress was the only thing she was wearing. The shoes she had kicked off were now resting back on the deck. Oh wait! She had some sexy red lipstick too. He was thunderstruck at the fact that this amazing beauty was now standing before him, in all her perfection.

    She reached behind her feeling the edge of the berth, and hoisted herself on, sliding back. He tossed off his shirt and shared an equal count of clothing as she.

    All this time, all this lost time without such a compliant lover left him without a hope in the world. Here she now lies. The desire once again rose in him as he climbed up over her. She parted her knees as if on cue. Her knees rose higher, admitting his torso closer. Her smile was unchanged, wanting this just as much.

    Not a word was spoken as his head found its way to her lips once again. There was no hesitation this time. He thrust inside her, pushing to the root. Her gasp was a delicious release, admitting him without choice.

    “Oh, fuck, daddy….”, she squirmed and moaned. Legs wrapped around him, urging him stay. He held himself at full depth, savoring her womb, her muscles stretching to accept. His gaze was down upon her breasts. She was tugging and kneading at them in delight.

    His rhythm started, being full strokes out and then back in. He completed the stroke with a firm press to her clit. She gasped. The rhythm building, her gasping rising to keening, higher pitch with each thrust. Her breasts rolling with each thrust. He maintained his rhythm, enjoyig the view of her distorted face her body wracked with his wanted violations.

    “ooooohhhhh, fuuuuuck”, she shuddered, then tensed.

    He felt her body freeze, her womb tightening down on him, his ceaseless thrusting taking her over the top.

    Suddenly she caught her breath and screamed out, “ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgod!!”, until her breath ran out. But he never stopped stretching her captive pussy.

    She flung her arms out to her sides, gripping the sheets. Her words then evolved into a crying “Oh DADDY! Oh god!”, but this did not slow him.

    He continued pumping himself inside. He felt her little body underneath him responding to his every move.

    Another minute had passed when he lifted one of her knees and rolled her over to her side. Her lower leg straightened underneath him. His trusting resumed, but found greater depth inside her. She grabbed a pillow and wrapped her arms around it, wanting this to never end. He resumed pounding her. She gasped over and over.
    He admired her breasts, now lying compressed against the pillow.

    “Daddy! Fuck! I’m cuummmmmmmmingggg”, and she tensed again, She went silent as her third climax exploded inside her. He felt warmth against his stomach as she squirted on him.

    He stopped his thrusting, loving the fact that she had released her musk upon him. Together they were releasing long overdue desires. animals locked in union.

    He then reached down and lifted her hips, to which she quickly presented herself, ass up, head down. Even in her steady response and desirous complicity, she trembled…

    She moaned and whimpered in anticipation, knowing he was not done yet.

    Once again his meat slipped inside. She cried out, exasperating pleasure. His hands gripped her hips firmly. She knew he was about to release inside her.

    “Daddy! Give it to me! Fill me up!”

    His hands left impressions on her. His cock plunged in once more. She groaned into the bed, rising to a howl as her stretched her again.

    His hands held her in such a grip that she couldn’t go anywhere, left or right, up or down. It didn’t matter, there’s nowhere else she’d rather be.

    ‘Windswept’ shuddered again, pushing more ripples on the water all around.

    In only a matter of a few more thrusts did his loins again release. She felt his pulsing and she shuddered one final time. Her back arched in receiving his heat. Her grip on the sheets slowly released. She collapsed in a heap.

    He backed out of her and started to stand up straight. His shaft glistened in the heat of the cabin. He felt all the pain, all the frustration flow out of him. The beauty of her feminine form was splayed out on the berth before him. He trembled and felt tears flowing. She looked up to him, then squirmed herself around to the edge of the berth and dropped her head off the side, opening her mouth before his spent shaft.

    He smiled and leaned forward.

    “Really, baby girl?”, wiping away tears.

    “Let me clean you, daddy”, nodding.

    He slipped his soft, wet and spent manhood to her lips and she suckled gently on him. Her lips graced him. She savored the mingling of his seed and her own musk. She knew this is a blend of love. She cleaned him and loved him, all in a simple act.

    She released him and then squirmed her way back on the cushion. He lie down behind her, silently cradling her against him. She moaned, feeling him come closer. A hand reached around and cupped her breast. Their spent bodies relaxed as they drifted off to sleep.

    ‘Windswept’ fell silent as the ripples ended.

    - CHAPTER 3 -

    They barely stirred, the body heat between them fending off the cooling air. With the anchorage being in protected water, they barely stirred. Dan was the first to open his eyes. His mind cleared and he immediately remembered the savage lovemaking under the sun. Now the sunlight is gone and he is still close to this beauty to whom he released his frustrations.

    He lifted his arm from over her and she moaned softly. Another smile and he again closed his eyes. He drifted off again. For how long, he does not know. The next time he awoke, he felt her kissing his tummy. She kissed with soft and gentle touches. Natalie was intent on his pleasure, focusing on his moment of vulnerability and touching her lips to him over and over.

    “Good evening, little one”

    “Good evening, daddy”, she briefly smiled, then returned to her kisses.

    She softly slid her hands down to his thighs, sliding softly up and down, slowly coaxing him to part his knees. His knees gave her room to move in the cramped area. She rested her head on one thigh, focusing on his penis, just mere inches from her face.

    “So beautiful”, she murmured. Natalie resumed kissing his thighs, slowly inching toward the base of his cock. His anticipation brought stirred the blood in his shaft.

    “Daddyyyyyyy… You know what I want”, whispered in a whining tone.

    Her kisses were loud, treating him to an auditory thril. Slowly she touched on his root.

    “Ooooh, daddy… Forget everything and give me your cum….”

    His head fell back on the berth, his eyes closed. She softly opened her mouth and moved in. One hand held up his cock, pointing at her in eagerness. Slowly she sheathed his cock, not closing her mouth until his head touched upon the back of her mouth. The moment her lips closed down, the warmth of her mouth reached him and he moaned deeply. His audible made her quiver inside and she moaned in response. In fact, she had to open her mouth once again and gasp, letting out a whine.

    She slowly drew up to his head and swirled her eager tongue around his head. Another groan of animal pleasure.

    Natalie felt his shaft grow in her mouth. She was encouraged by the effect she had on him and savored his musk. Involuntarily, her free hand slipped between her own thighs and found her dampness. A finger slipped inside. She sucked, kissed, swirled on his cock, while her other hand was sliding in and out.

    She bobbed slowly and felt the blood engorging him to full thickness. Her lips and jaw were parted significantly, but eagerly Natalie engulfed him, stroke after stroke.

    She stopped for a moment and relaxed her throat, allowing him to slide deeper. Her lips slid to the base of his cock. Another groan from Dan. He squirmed, but stayed in place. Her fingers were also rubbing over her swollen clit. Another slow ascent back to the head and another loud kiss.

    She felt herself rising in pleasure, her heart beating faster. She returned to the depth, wishing she had refreshed her lipstick. She so wanted his load, her head returned to a rhythm to release him.

    Sucking louder, rubbing faster.

    “Ohhh, god, Natalie…. Ohhhhh”, he was getting close.

    She increased her motions, but never did her suction relent. All one could hear was the occasional air slipping past her lips. Her fingers trembled inside her, anticipating his climax.

    Then it hit. Her mouth sensed pulsing. His mouth opened agape, his very essence being coaxed by a loving woman. She wanted him and she meant it. Wave after wave of hot jizz rewarded her as she eagerly swallowed. Within seconds, she was also shuddering by her own hand. She felt her thighs warming with a squirt. It was too much and she opened her mouth, gasping at the bodily response. She tensed, then let out a cry of ecstasy, his cock now pressing beside her cheek.

    She collapsed on him, feeling the heat of his body underneath her. The cabin was dark, yet they knew exactly where the other was. His ears rang, his body limp and once again spent.

    A few minutes of silent bliss and then she rose up, kissing his mouth.

    “I’m hungry, this time for food”

    He immediately sat upright, agreeing to her summary. In the past several hours, they had not eaten and now it has become apparent.

    Dan donned his trunks and shirt, then came back out to the cockpit. Everything was right where he left it. He switched on the cockpit lights and started up the inboard. It rumbled to life. The air was fresh, the wind in the day had ceased and the waters were mirror smooth. He quickly pulled up anchor and stowed it. As he stepped back to the helm, Natalie came up from below, back in her dress and looking as gorgeous as ever.

    She gave him a knowing smile, the secret that only two lovers share between them.

    Natalie sat beside him and pressed her head into his chest. She savored his warmth.

    Dan wrapped his arm around her and kissed the top of her head.

    “Thank you, Natalie. Thank you for being here for me. You opened my heart.”

    She nodded in silence. Then she looked up and gasped, just now noticing the millions of dots of starlight overhead.

    ‘Windswept’ slowly made her way back to the dock. Upon entering the slip, Dan stepped up and tied on. While he was hanking on the cleat, he looked over and noticed Natalie doing the same thing, on the other side.

    She even gave him a crisp report “Starboard secure, Captain Daddy!”

    His mouth fell open. All this time he knew nothing of her sailing knowledge and here she probably knew as much as he did!

    “You!”, he smiled back, “Remind me to spank you later.”

    She squealed with delight at this prospect.

    He climbed up to the dock and extended his hand to help her up. Together they found her sneakers on the dock and then made their way to a marina restaurant.

    Natalie, smelling the food coming from inside, piped up, “I could eat the ass off a zebra.”

    He gave her an astonished look, then “I’ll ask if they have that”, smiling.

    They held hands inside, spying a small table against the wall.

    “Over there, Captain Daddy…”, pointing.

    They made there way to the wall table, sitting side by side and looking toward the rest of the dining area. Menus were brought and they looked over the offerings.

    A few minutes later a stocky waiter came by.

    “Hi, I’m Luke. Usually I’m in the kitchen…”, he stopped. He was a little shocked, because here was a couple sitting before him, nothing unusual, but this man was rubbing between her thighs! Natalie giggled, knowing what he saw. Even so, she presented herself as if this was matter-of-fact everyday fun.

    “...but tonight I’m serving. Can I get you something to drink first?”

    “Water, fish and chips and a bowl of chowder”

    “Are you sure you don’t want the liver?”, Luke countered.

    “Water, fish and chips and a bowl of chowder” Natalie spelled out slowly, shuddering at the thought.

    “Make that two”, Dan added, “And slap whomever cooked liver tonight”

    Luke disappeared, but only after having lingered at the table, gaping at Dan’s hand rubbing her clit. He couldn’t see under her hem, but he knew where the fingers were going.

    A moment after Luke disappeared in the kitchen, Dan noticed that several eyes were now peering at them through the kitchen door porthole. He smiled.

    “You’re amazing, you know that?”, he nuzzled into her.

    “Oh, god… right there.. No, you’re amazing, daddy”, flinching from moment to moment.

    He knew the kitchen crew were gawking from their safe distance.

    Natalie ground into his fingers, pressing into them as she felt a little surging inside. Her eyes fluttered, hands gripping the table.

    Cheers of approval from the kitchen.

    In low voice, Dan asked her, “How many times do you think you can cum, baby girl?”

    “I don’t know, but that was one more”, smiling a crooked, spent smile.

    Soon Luke came out with a tray. Waters… two plates of fish and chips.

    “Seriously, these are on the fucking house. You two are incredible and the guys are buying!”, Luke smiled down at them.

    Dan and Natalie just looked at each other and smiled.

    Luke backed away and left them to their meals. In another ten seconds he came back sheepishly.

    “Forgot my tray”, then disappeared back in the kitchen.

    With their stomachs now ruling the moment, they ate their dinners, leaving very little behind. Sated, they look at each other.

    “Had enough, baby girl?”

    She smiled back and belched. The kitchen roared in reply.

    Dan’s mouth fell open, but he applauded her display.

    “God, you’re wonderful!”

    Dan conspicuously pulled out cash and placed it on the table, paying both the check and the tip.

    They got up from the table, the eyes watched from inside the kitchen. Natalie straightened out her dress, checking that all was good.

    Back to the dock they strolled. Several times Natalie looked up and gazed again at the stars.

    “Daddy, can we go back out to the water? This time far out to the deeper water?”

    “Sure, baby love, we can do that”, squeezing her hand.

    “Good. I want to look up at those stars, all night. Make love to me so the stars can see…”

    That’s all he needed. Before the night was over, ‘Windswept’ once again rode on anchor in deep waters, a soft summer breeze whispered over her deck as two lovers consummated in full view of the night sky.

    After that night, every year they came back to their favorite anchorage and made love, 'Windswept' being their home on the water.
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    She Had Learned Even More and Wanted to Show Him
    Posted:Nov 15, 2021 8:07 pm
    Last Updated:Nov 16, 2021 5:15 pm
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    "I hope you have time tonight, because I want to suck you dry", she demanded with authority. She stood up and met his eye.

    "Oh? And how do you endeavor to do just that, lady?" he challenged.

    "Well, this morning I looked up a few videos."

    "Oh?" this piqued his curiosity.

    "There's this who calls herself Saffron..." she started.

    "That's a spice, you know...", he interjected.

    "Ohhhh, yeah!" she laughed, "she added spice alright! She is known for her cocksucking. She has this one video where she shows how to suck a man just so that he cums... A LOT!"

    "You mean he has a long climax?"

    She smiled at him in silence and then added, "no... I mean four times in about minutes!"

    "FOUR TIMES?"

    She just nodded and smiled.

    "And... you want to try... on me?"

    Again a happy nod.

    "When?!" he eagerly asked.

    She unbuckled his belt, grabbed him around his waist and pushed him backwards to the couch. He stumbled backward on the couch just after his slacks fell to his ankles. He wriggled of his boxers and lay back while she eagerly knelt before him again. She smiled and looked into his eyes, then slowly stroked his thighs. His cock was full attention from her earlier wake-up and she knew what to do.

    "I want to...", a kiss on his head, "... go slowly and..." another soft kiss, "...make sure you feel...", another kiss, louder, "...every stroke."

    His heart was racing now. Clearly she had picked up some pointers from this Saffron and copied them with great intensity. His breathing raced. He allowed her the freedom to make every move, knowing she has an eager attitude and the skills to please him with every attempt.

    She lowered her mouth, open wide and allowing the head inside, but not touching. He watched. She slowly closed her mouth, her lips gracing the skin and softly stimulating every square millimeter. His response was immediate, moaning deeply. Her eyes remained locked on his gaze. They were connected in that moment.

    She softly stroked his thighs as her lips coaxed his erection to her full attention. He was feeling a new attention to this moment as never before. Lynn was obviously into this, but her intensity seemed unmatched from all the previous encounters. She softly sucked on him, occasionally going deep, while other times just lightly letting her tongue tip stroke on his head and frenulum. There was something perfect about her mouth, her lips and her tongue.

    He climaxed hard in a matter of minutes, his legs shuddering, her mouth attached and milking. He could feel a rushing in his ears while the entire room was silent. She softly released his shaft, smiling all the while and looking at him.

    Just as he raised his head, he glanced at her and all she had done is raise on finger in the air, signaling "1". Her mouth didn"t stop. Her hands returned to stroking his thighs, letting some attention drift away from his cock. Soon enough, he could feel his erection rebuilding, as if it was "up for the challenge".

    TO BE CONTINUED
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    All Hell Broke Loose
    Posted:Oct 12, 2021 5:18 pm
    Last Updated:Dec 7, 2022 1:49 am
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    was quiet, the sailors were drinking.
    They were in from the great day of fishing.
    In came Olive and her amazing peasant blouse
    And their minds started their wishing.

    The tension in the room was building,
    Each thinking he had a shot with her.
    One could cut the air with a knife
    But the next few moments were a blur.

    In walked Popeye, with his bowlegged stride,
    They also sensed his braggadocio,
    What did Olive think about their attentions?
    And did she bring her new banjo?

    One approached her with a leering smile,
    Another cut him off with a shove,
    She tuned up her third and fourth strings.
    They stopped their motions, sort of.

    Bottles flew through the air!
    Chairs crashed down upon heads!
    Melee ensued over the damsel.
    One even saw flying dreads!

    Then a moment of bliss came about,
    She stood in the center, banjo down,
    She wondered about this amazing attention.
    As her gaze cast all around.

    Then she conveyed a silent emotion,
    With a long and slow deep inhale.
    Her banjo not blocking their site.
    Blouse further inspiring every .

    The exhale was even longer,
    Producing a lustful groan.
    The menfolk all knew
    Poor Olive they couldn't clone.

    Popeye looked about the floor,
    Not a single chair was intact.
    The bottles were completely smashed.
    And the saloon was fully ransacked.

    His eyes cast upon her,
    He nodded toward the door.
    She packed away her banjo,
    Together they cleared from the floor.

    "You know you still , babe."
    Popeye whispered in her ear.
    She nodded in agreement,
    "Yeah, but they spilled my beer."
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    There's a First Time For Everything
    Posted:Oct 12, 2021 5:12 pm
    Last Updated:Jan 4, 2022 9:09 pm
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    I looked at the waitress and pondered
    "What's the house known for?"
    She glanced at me askance,
    As if I'd started the Cold War.

    I sensed her apprehension just then,
    Explaining "I've never been here prior"
    Her eyebrows returned happy,
    Sensing my condition not as dire.

    She pointed gleefully at the menu,
    And exclaimed "Try this, this and THIS!"
    Throwing caution the wind, I replied
    "That'll be just great, miss!"

    She jotted quite quickly, smiling at me
    "'s a First Time for everything"
    Tucked her pad in her pouch then
    Dashed cartwheels and even handsprings.

    Quite astounded by her feat of strength,
    I attempted to do the
    I cartwheeled myself into a wall
    And broke up a cribbage game

    Sheepishly I returned to my table,
    My head sagging quite low.
    Then dish after dish appeared,
    All from the kitchen, yes, I know.

    Mozzarella sticks! Deep-fried okra!
    Cottage cheese and berries!
    Followed by main dishes of steak,
    And even flaming red cherries!

    What's this? A second course approaches?
    Surf and turf at least!
    I couldn't believe my eyes
    When they brought in curdled yeast!

    Waitress returned to the table beaming,
    "Would you like some more?"
    I gazed at the table, every inch occupied,
    "Sure! But put it on the floor!"

    In a half-hour, the table surrounded,
    I dare not take any steps!
    For everywhere I looked, I saw
    Delights! And a stack of crêpes!

    How do I stop? What must be done?
    For the food was quite amassed
    Then in a stroke of brilliance
    The task came to me and fast!

    "Box it all, every last bit of it"
    They hastened to package in bags
    I carried my feast of disproportion
    To the homeless, all dressed in rags.

    's a First Time for Everything!
    I cartwheeled my way, now lightened
    I returned the hotel
    With my entire evening brightened.
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    Little Misses D addy
    Posted:Jul 3, 2021 11:00 pm
    Last Updated:Jul 4, 2021 1:53 pm
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    It was a busy day in the office and he was deep in phone calls, e-mails, voicemails and projects galore. The pandemic has eased up on business and he seemingly back in full swing with getting customers on his calendar, quotes in their hands and orders booked in the system. Ever since the company insisted he work in the home office, he felt even more productive than having to deal with a long commute in the mornings and evenings.

    "Daddy?" he heard over his phone call. His head turned to where he heard the voice. Even over the drawling voice in his ear, he managed a smile and ushered her in the office.

    It wasn't the fact that she had appeared in his view that distracted him, but rather how she did it... or rather, what she wasn't wearing! Usually she is wearing her cheer sweats on a cool day or colorful capri's and a light top in the summer. This afternoon, even though it was beautifully warm outside, she appeared in a sports bra and a lacy thong.

    The phone call continued, but his mind was distracted, "Yeah, uh-huh... I can do that.... two weeks' delivery yes", Meanwhile, his gaze was locked on hers, her sweet body barely encased in the lace.

    She meandered past the bookcase and around the end of his desk. He tried to keep his mind on the work, on getting this customer off the phone. His little stood by his office chair, her soft skin within reach. She smiled, silently commanding his attention. One finger innocently in her mouth.

    "Tell you what, Jim, can I call you back? Yeah, I have a meeting coming up and I can't miss it," watching her eyes. Her finger slipped out of her mouth as she stepped forward to his side. Her warm pussy was nearly pressed into his arm, the black lace just inches away.

    "It'll be an hour, perhaps two..." he continued, then removed his headset, clicking off the call.

    "And what brings you in here, my little one?", as he turned his gaze to her midsection.

    She hooked her thumbs in the shoulder straps of her bra and tugged up over her head, her pert breasts tumbling out.

    "I miss my d addy", in a whining voice.

    "Have I been working too long today?", glancing at the clock on the wall, "no... It's only two in the af-"

    She spun his chair around, this time her thong was already dropped to the floor.

    "I really miss... my d addy...", reaching down and unzipping his slacks.

    She dropped immediately, engulfing his soft cock in her warm mouth.

    "Oh, honey!", just seconds before he was on the phone with a customer, now being awakened by his love.

    She moaned, knowing she was responding, growing between her lips. She loved the fact that she was his sole pleasure and she would live up to his desires. With her lips wrapped around his cock, she unbuckled his belt, opened his slacks more and then tugged them down. He complied and soon his slacks were around his ankles.

    She had him at full attention when she lifted up and straddled his lap.

    "I miss my d addy", repeated and more forceful.

    She lowered herself, rubbing her swollen clit against his shaft. She let out a deep moan.

    "Oh fuck... baby g irl, I'm liking these visits...", he gasped.

    His hands immediately enveloped her small waist, gently caressing her bare skin and letting her control her contact on him. She leaned forward and teased his lips with a breast. His response was quite normal, his mouth opening and taking in her soft flesh.

    She moaned again to his suckling. "ohhhhhhh, d addy!"

    Her gentle grinding steadily brought him into full tune with her body. Together they transformed into lovers circling around the intimate communion of their souls. Each breath brought them closer.

    She stopped for a moment, angled her hips slightly and pressed on his cock.

    "OHhhhhhh, d addy..." she gasped again. His head was barely inside her, she was savoring him, but wanted all of him.

    His hands, caressing her waist, then gripped her firmly and pushed her down on his shaft, inch by inch. She was slowly adjusting to his thickness, tightly fit inside her muscle.

    "Fuuuuuckkkkkkkk...." she shuddered with every inch going inside her. She adjusted with each heartbeat, wanting him inside her deeply.

    His hips rocked, pushing himself into her. The room fell silent, her mouth agape but no words came out. His hands controlled her, but she was fully engaged wanting to feel all his shaft pressing on her cervix.

    One more push and her clit was being pressed by his pubic bone. She wanted him deep inside and she had him right there. In her reverie, her body took over and she knew exactly what was needed to unleash him. Her pussy had fully accepted him and she was going savor every moment.

    She ground on him, raising up and pressing her clit to him over and over. His mouth had released her breast and now he was cradling her back in his hands and kissing every square inch of skin before his eyes.

    Together they were moaning, writhing, climbing, loving.

    She continued, fucking him like she missed him. She could feel his cock swelling in anticipation.

    "Ohhh, baby g irl... ", he barely managed.

    "Yes, d addy?", she responded in kind, still bouncing even faster.

    "I'm gonna.... ", he shuddered and stiffened beneath her.

    "Give it to me! Fill me up!", she cried out.

    He couldn't contain himself any longer. The last thrust inside her triggered a hot explosion deep inside her. She felt it, then the tremendous pulses from his loins. She quickly felt herself washing over in climax, clamping violently on his shaft.

    Together they froze, her straddled over him, their arms around each other, bodies locked, save for the creaking of the office chair. What couldn't be heard was the flow of hot, thick cum filling her womb.

    They started breathing again, remaining locked in each other's arms.

    "See?", she murmured through her tears, "I really did miss my d addy."
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    D addy and His Little Ride out a Storm
    Posted:Jun 27, 2021 6:43 pm
    Last Updated:Dec 7, 2022 1:49 am
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    The sun had gone down, but one could not tell, as the heavy blanket of storm cells had gathered. He lay down in his bed, hearing the approaching storm. This was going to be a good one, because the flash of lightning has been going on for the past hour and the atmosphere felt like caged energy. Suddenly remembering the windows, he leapt out of bed and ran downstairs. Windows facing the storm were closed, whereas the windows away from the storm remained open. He could still feel a cooling draft passing through the house, but at least he knew the rain wouldn't enter.

    Satisfied, he walked back up the stairs and made his way down the hallway. Summers in the midwest can be rather hot and sticky, but tonight promises cooler and breezy. He felt bad for the livestock in the fields, who were going to feel a whole lot more.

    Halfway back the hallway, his room in sight, suddenly one of the bedroom doors opened. He froze in his tracks, but noticed his little one standing in the doorway, trembling.

    "What's the matter, honey?", he pressed her.

    "I can't sleep, d addy. It's awful out there!"

    He knew she didn't like thunderstorms, at least not yet. All it takes is the right lightning striking close by and fear is implanted in one's heart. He nodded.

    "Yeah, it's going to be pretty rough out there. Would you like to sleep in my bed, hon?"

    She quickened, "Can I?"

    "Sure, I'm just going around and..." she had disappeared in his room, "... oh, well..."

    He stood in the doorway, looking in on his bed. She had already leapt on it and covered her head with a pillow. He couldn't help but smile. Nevertheless, he had to continue checking on the windows upstairs before retiring to bed. Same principle, storm facing windows closed, otherwise, open. He also made sure the curtains would cut out most of the lightning flashes.

    He made his way back to the bedroom, just as a lightning flash filled the room. He didn't even get a chance to start counting 'one Mississippi' when the thunder shook the house to the frame. She yelped into the pillow, but didn't move. The blast startled startled him, but as he looked at her, he realized she was feeling far more than a simple startle. He sat on the edge of the bed and waited for the rumbling to stop.

    "Baby, would you like me to hold you?"

    She lifted the pillow looked at him. He quickly noticed her trembling there.

    No more words needed to be spoken. He lie down on the bed and faced her. One arm was lifted, inviting her to back herself into his space. His other arm was flat to the bed, offering her a place to lay her head. Quickly she scooted, her butt pressing into him first. Soon her body was against his and his arm gracefully enveloped her. Her trembling became a part of him, yet his rock steady form only held her. She grabbed his hand and pulled to her chest, a crushing grip holding him there.

    Another close flash and quick thunderous explosion, another flinch.

    "D addy, hold me!"

    "I am holding you, love."

    "Hold me tighter!"

    His arms both pulled her tightly to him; together they could've been one person on the bed.

    The storm continued its fury, soon releasing the drenching rains promised by the clouds. While the lightning persisted, it was nowhere near the frightful display that glued them together. Somewhere in the downpour her trembling stopped, soon sleep overtaking her. His deathgrip eased. Within seconds he too drifted off.

    "D addy, are you awake?", he roused to her voice.

    "What is it, love?", his head popped up glance at the cloc hours later. The storm was no more than a light rain coming down, yet he could still hear the rain gutters flowing.

    "Thank you..."

    Silence for a minute.

    "... for what, honey?"

    She stirred a bit but was still pressed into him. Her motion made it plainly clear that while he was lying against her, he also had an erection pressing into her.

    "For protecting , for being there for ."

    "I'd do it every time."

    "I just feel so safe with you, with your arms... Hey, what do I feel? Is that for me?"

    She rolled away from him and was soon facing him, a small space opened up between them. Her hands together sought out his cock, still at attention.

    She giggled, "That IS for me!"

    He smiled in the dar Her touch on his shaft was a welcome change from her body crushing into him. The rain continued falling on the roof.

    She slid down in the bed, tugged down at his boxers and kissed his already swollen coc

    "Thank you...", another kiss, "thank you... ", another. He moaned as her loving on him continued. The last kiss was replaced by her wrapping her lips around his head and softly sucking on him. She worked her mouth over the length of him and once again swallowed him up in her grateful mouth. It was his turn tremble.

    He rolled his back and gave her freedom continue. She followed his motion, never releasing. She cupped his balls gently and expressed herself him in her loving caress.

    "D addy is my protector", and her mouth wetted his shaft again.

    "D addy is my rock", she went deep down on him.

    He groaned with her mouth touching on nerves all over.

    She uprighted herself over him, looking into his gaze in the dar She lifted her halter top over her head, baring herself. He could see her perky breasts in the glow of the night. She then tugged down at her panties and worked her way out of them.

    In the silence of the rainy night she slowly straddled him, rubbing her wet pussy against the underside of his shaft. His hands reached up and caressed her waist, then held her firmly over him. She passed over him one more time then shifted her hips, allowing his shaft to press directly against her lips.

    "D addy is mine", and she pushed. His head slipped inside with force. Her walls were stretched, the muscle of her womb admitting him with a deep moan.

    "Ohh, fuckkk, d addy.." she tensed at the moment. His hands released her waist, giving her full control over her desire.

    She pushed harder, forcing more stretching. Another inch disappeared. He reached up and gripped her breasts. The intensity of the moment caused her to bite her lip and keep going.

    She lowered herself again, feeling the length of his shaft joining with her deep inside. She let out a gasp.

    "One... more...." and she lowered herself to where her hips rested against his torso. Now he was fully buried inside, her clit pressing against him.

    "Oh, god, I want to just stay right here", she whimpered. Her hands pressed on his chest, fingers closing in on his chest hairs. She felt the man underneath her, in intimate form. Not just any man, but her man.

    She started a rhythm of raising and lowering herself onto him. Slowly at first, but then gaining speed. She wanted nothing more than to feel him explode inside. She wanted him to know that she was to be the vessel for his pleasure anytime. Anywhere.

    He breathed faster, feeling her body working him. He could feel her breath on his chest with each thrust, her breasts conforming to his grip. Their breathing joined.

    Unrelenting, she bucked up and down on him, wanting to feel his pulsing. She whimpered with each thrust, feeling the energy being drained out of her.

    "D addy!", she gasped out.

    His body writhed slightly, then he let out a loud groan and his grip moved from her breasts to her ass. His fingers dug in her muscles, but she continued, now milking him, feeling his hot seed spurting inside her. The muscles of her womb felt his contractions. Then it hit her like a wave.

    "Oh god, d addy!" she climaxed seconds later, her muscle contracting and latching on in passion. Her body bucked in violent explosion on top of him. He never released her ass.

    They stopped breathing, allowing the climaxes to wash over them. When she felt the last of hers, she fell on top of him, her head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, never letting her go. She allowed him to stay inside, letting him ebb.

    Minutes went by, only the rain being heard.

    "I could just stay like this..."
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    Employee Review Fails
    Posted:Jun 5, 2021 7:01 pm
    Last Updated:Jul 19, 2021 8:35 pm
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  • Since my last report, this employee has reached rock bottom and started to dig.
  • I would not allow this employee to breed.
  • This employe is not really so much of a has-been, but more of a definitely won't be.
  • Works well when constant supervision and when cornered like a rat in a trap.
  • When she opens her mouth, it seems that it is to change feet.
  • He would be of his depth in a parking lot puddle
  • This youn_g lady has delusions of adequacy.
  • He sets low personal standards and then consistently fails to achieve them.
  • This employee is depriving a village, somewhere, of an i_diot.
  • This employee should go far, and the sooner he starts, the better.
  • Got a full s_ix-pack, but lacks the plastic thing to hold it all together.
  • A gross ignoramus - 14_4 times worse than an ordinary ignoramus.
  • He doesn't have ulcers, but he's a carrier.
  • I would like to go hunting with him sometime.
  • He's been working with glue too much.
  • He would argue with a signpost.
  • He brings a lot of joy, whenever he leaves the room.
  • When his IQ reaches 50, he should s_ell.
  • If you see two people talking and one looks bored, he's the other one.
  • Has a photographic memory but with the lens cap still on.
  • A prime candidate for natural de-selection.
  • Donated his brain to science before he was done using it.
  • Gates are down, the lights are flashing, but the train isn't coming.
  • Has two brains: one is lost and the other is ou_t looking for it.
  • If he were any more du_mb, he'd have to be watered twice a week.
  • If you gave him a penny for his thought, you'd get change.
  • If you stand close enough to him, you can hear the ocean.
  • It's hard to believe he beat 1,000,000,000 other sperm.
  • One neuron short of a synapse.
  • Some drink from the fountain of knowledge; he on_ly gargled.
  • Takes him two hours to watch '60 Minutes'.
  • The wheel is turning, but the hamster is dead.
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