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Back to the dock
Posted:Sep 4, 2017 7:46 pm
Last Updated:Aug 3, 2019 1:47 pm
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So we finished our little escapade out on the water and headed back to the dock. You had climbed back into your clothes or at least a bikini top and a wrap around skirt. I could see as the wind blew that there was nothing underneath but that gorgeous tan... with no lines.
As we pulled into the slip we ran into my dock neighbor, Nat, who assisted with the lines. After introductions, I invited him aboard for a sunset cocktail. As he climbed over the rail I could see you admiring his long lean torso. Nat was a college swimmer and now worked at the marina, But your gaze didn't stop there as your eyes drifted down to his tight trunks and obvious bulge. "Drinks for everyone!" as I headed down below to secure beverages for all. When I returned Nat was seated to your left on the deck and I handed out the drinks and sat on your right. I gave you a long, slow deep kiss and as our lips parted you glanced over at Nat with a questioning look in your eyes.
"Go ahead sweetheart.!"
You kissed me back harder and at the same time ran your hand up Nat's leg to his growing bulge.He just looked at me and I nodded okay.
You turned your face to him and now it was his turn. I heard you moan as he darted his tongue in and out of your waiting mouth.
At the same time I was busy again between your thighs, your pussy again damp with the anticipation of another passionate romp, this time, times two.
Just then we all heard laughter erupt from the crowd on the dockside bar and realized we might be better off taking this party down below. I led the way to steady you on the steep stairs, your skirt opening to the hip revealing your juicy cunt at the top of those long legs.
As you got to the bottom step, you turned to face Nat and came eye to eye with the bulge in his shorts.
You stopped him there, tugged down his zipper like a woman possessed and scooped his cock into your mouth.
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Been a long time, been a lonely, lonely, lonely long time
Posted:Aug 16, 2017 9:42 pm
Last Updated:Mar 29, 2024 6:51 am
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Well it has been a long time since I have had the pleasure of "another" woman. Yes I am married and have regular albeit infrequent and less than mind blowing sex. I have on occasion met and enjoyed the company of some fine ladies although never through this site. We have chatted and shared some dirty stories or a picture or two, but never met any gal from here in the flesh. Makes me wonder who is real and who is a figment of some developers imagination.
On the other hand and other site (am), I have had the good fortune to meet in person several fine females.shared a coffee , a drink, a swim and even had some long hours of playtime with a couple. Granted I don't do this often, it has been two years since I last made contact with an alien life form. But considering all the talk and pics and videos you would think that everyone is having an orgy every weekend through Senior Sizzle. So this is a question for you Senior Sizzle members.

Are you getting any from Senior Sizzle?
Girls, I know it is probably a lot easier for you, but I am curious for your experiences also. I just love to hear the lady's stories.
And if you like to read some dirty little stories, please enjoy the rest of my blog.
Have a great day.
Ted
PS. Ladies, If you are looking for a lover and you are local, please give me a shout and we can talk about me crawling up between your thighs and licking my way to heaven.
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Lil Sleeping Beauty
Posted:Jun 17, 2015 10:04 pm
Last Updated:Jan 10, 2022 11:04 pm
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You had invited me to come over after work so you could show me those new pretty things you bought at VS's on your Way home from the bar. The shift had got busy, one crisis after another. I had spent the last four hours putting out fires that my staff just couldn't deal with.

"Oh shit!" It was already ten o'clock and I told you I would see you by seven. Now there was going to be another hot one to deal with.

I arrived at your apartment by ten thirty and let myself in with the spare key you had given me. I could hear the tv coming from the bedroom, but no lights were on anywhere else.

"Alice, are you awake sweetie?"

There was no response so I went quietly down the hall to your room. There you were curled up on top of the covers with just a short little night on. One hand was at your mouth almost like you were sucking your thumb. Your other hand was wedged between your thighs, hidden inside your panties.

"Oh precious , I' so sorry I'm late." but you didn't seem to respond.

As I was about to leave a soft moan escaped your lips as I saw you squeeze your thighs around your hand. Looking closer I realized that in your hand was your favorite toy, buried deep between your sweet young lips.

"Poor Lil, I have left you alone again." I approach the bed and caress your hair gently so as not to disturb you. You look so angelic; I cannot resist and get down on the bed with you the smell of baby powder and your own sweet fragrance stirring the passion in me.

I remove my clothes and spoon up behind you. Your petite frame nestled up against me; I lightly kiss the back of your neck and I think I feel you take in a deep breath. The downy hair on the back of your neck bristles as I blow across it.

Below I can feel my cock rising, pulsing up along the crack of your ass. You are so warm, so hot, yet so quiet and calm.

I reach around and gently remove your hand, your toy from between your thighs and gently roll your panties down. They are quiet wet from your previous play without me. I hold them to my nose and inhale the musky aroma of your woman hood.

I take a finger and gently rub it around that sweet little bud of yours. A low moan escapes from your lips, yet there is no sign of you wakening. I nuzzle the back of your ear and softly whisper 'Lil Alice, lil Alice."

"Hmm" and nothing more.

So my left forefinger is gently dancing over your clit while my right thumb is tracing a line down your ass, between your thighs and up between your sweet young lips. Yes how wet you are becoming. So your hips now start rocking to the rhythm of my fingers, pushing back into my groin, my cock up along the crevice between your cheeks.

I pull back away to adjust myself lower grasping my prick and parting the lips of your pussy so now the head lies on your clit. I stroke your clit with my cock and your gyrate your pelvis to match my motions. With my free hands I spread your lips and glide my shaft along your slit, first up to your clit and then down toward your ass, it getting ever so moist.

I take the head and now place it in your cunt, just a little, my Lil. I love it right there you are so tight, clinging to the end of my dick.

You try to buck back, to take it all in, but not yet my dear. You have to be patient. I remove it and again stroke your pussy, your ass. Maybe I will go there first, but no that would probably wake you, if you are not yet awake.

I have my palm, covering your clit, my fingers spreading your lips. Now, from behind, I thrust, burying my cock deep in your cunt, holding you against me with my hand on your mons. You gasp, you moan and I thrust again and again and you are meeting me thrust for thrust.

Sweet little squeaks emit from your throat at every thrust and I know it won't be long for you. The squeaks become more guttural emanating from deep inside, where the passion is building. Pounding hard, I frantically rub your clitoris as I feel your vagina spasm around my penis as you reach your peak. Two more deep strokes to the hilt and I am done.

"Good morning Lil. Sleep well"

"I did, but I woke and my pussy's kind of sore this morning, and I don't know why?"

"Poor baby. Come to daddy and he'll kiss it and make it better!"
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So You Like Toys!?
Posted:Oct 20, 2014 4:35 pm
Last Updated:Feb 5, 2022 7:14 pm
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So you like to play with toys. Well I have didoes, big
and small, light and black, soft and firm. phallics that glow in the
dark, plastic pricks that vibrate with one, two or three speeds, two
or more heads, nipple clamps, ankle restraints all manner of toys, not
to mention my Louisville Slugger. That is all well and good but no
substitute for a skilled hand, a quick tongue and the good old in and
out.
But I have something for you, a cucumber. Not just your
average garden variety cuke, but a King of the Cukes. I know a market
where they always have a wonderfully erotic section of produce, juicy
melons, tantalizing bananas and always the biggest and knobbiest
cucumbers.
Twelve inches long and twelve around with just the
slightest curve to it, this wasn’t destined for sandwiches.
But I digress, you , your hubby waiting, in distress.
You, on your back your feet up, your knees spread for your husband to
see just feet away. Your pussy is so wet from our previous play;
there is no need for the K-Y. I run the gourd along your slit to
bathe it in your juices. The cold skin sends shivers up your spine as
it passes over your clit. You pull back at first, but as it warms from
your heat you try to embrace, trying to force it between your lip
“Not yet sweetie. I don’t think we are all quite ready.”
I hear heavy breathing behind my back and remember your
Husband, bound there, a captive observer to our play.

“Here, see if you remember this aroma?” as I pass the
vegetable under his nose.
He inhales deeply and I see his cock start to rise andtwitch.
“Good, we are all having fun!” as I return to your waiting pussy.
Now I begin full strokes up along your slit and then back
down teasing your ass, spreading your juices as I go. The more I
stroke the wetter you get, the wetter the cuke gets.
So wet, you so hot, squirming. I know I have been teasing
but you can’t rush the chef!
I spread your lips with my fingers and place my toy right
at the opening of your sex and gently move it just a little in a
little out, a little to the left and a twist, not penetrating you
completely, but getting you to match my rhythm to appreciate the slow
easy stretching.
I hear little gasps escape from your throat and soft moans
coming from over my shoulder.
“Hmm! Him again!”
I turn,”Would you like a taste?” and offer him the cucumber once more.
This time he licks it like a with an ice cream cone.
“Hey, what about me?”
“I’am sorry dear!” and with that plunge the cucumber up into your eager cunt!
“Oh fuck!” the cry escapes between your clenched teeth.
“Hold this for me dear for a minute.” As I go for my bag and retrieve a condom.
You don’t seem to mind my absence and take advantage of your control
over the vegetable while I unroll the Trojan on my cock.
“Okay give it back to daddy little girl!”
“But I want it, so bad!” as you hand it over.
I am close to the bed now and I have you legs high in the air for easy
access. Again I am stroking you from the crack of your ass to the tip
of your clit, hitting you with shallow penetrations every other stroke
or so with our toy. You try to meet the thrusts but you can never
tell when they will come. You are so slick from your cunt to yours
thighs all the way up the crack of your derriere, just what I wanted.
Now as I plunge the green toy into your cunt I easy my prick into your
ass. At first touch you squeal and flinch but then you adjust,
relaxing, enjoying meeting me thrust for thrust. As I feel your
pleasure and comfort grow I go deeper with my cock, with my cuke,
deeper and deeper, harder and harder, faster and faster. We are in
sync, our breathing our thrashing , our passion. And then the flood
gates open and you hit your climax. I feel your anus spasm around my
penis as the contractions of orgasm sweep through your body. I keep
pump as to draw out your pleasure for I get mine watching you get
yours. And finally I see the waves subside, your breathing eases and
there is a tiny bead of perspiration on your forehead. I withdrew
from your dripping love nest, lowered your legs and gave you a long
deep kiss.
“Was it good for you? Did you come?”
“It was and I will! Turn over.”
You do as you are told and present me with a wonderful view of the
delicious derriere. I remove my condom; my cuke and my cock trade places.
“Ohh fuuck!” you moan as animal and vegetable DP you again. This time
there is no tease, no short little in and out. This is fucking loud
and clear; the slapping of my hips against your ass. You have taken
hold of the cucumber now as I have grabbed hold of your hips to
control my target. Again and again thrust, withdraw thrust, grind,
grunting as the animal passion surges through me. I hear myself, I
hear you ,Oh god, I hear the slapping of flesh against flesh, I hear a
faint panting behind me.
“Oh fuck I am cumming!” This time it’s me as I withdraw in time to
unload on your ass.
You, did you come again? I think so the sheets are soaked, my prick
is soaked the cucumber is soaked. Your husband? Shit, he’s still
there. Shall we allow him to partake of your pleasure? Maybe he can
clean you up with his tongue? Maybe he can clean me up?
It’s up to you!
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Orchid
Posted:Aug 24, 2014 6:03 am
Last Updated:Jan 26, 2022 12:36 pm
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My Dearest Orchid,
pains me so write this letter for I always thought you were such
a good .
We were so proud of you last year when you turned twenty-one and got accepted that prestigious Ivy League college.
But last week I came home early and found a strange car
in the driveway. Going around back the patio I spotted you and
your boyfriend on the porch glider engaged in an embrace. I had long
thought that was just a high school crush, but as I watched I
learned so much more about ’s .
You were sitting with your slim legs curled up under your school
uniform skirt. He had his arm around your shoulder, draped across
your crisp white blouse. I watched as you innocently kissed, but
became appalled as his other hand began your breast through
your shirt. Rather than pull back in modesty you pressed into him
with a passion I didn't think you knew.
As I stared and he played I could see your nipple swell beneath the
fabric. He could as well, for now he unbuttoned your blouse and
pushed aside the lacey fabric of your brassiere.
I wanted to go and throw him off my , but I couldn’t. I
stood transfixed.
His mouth went down to your exposed breast and sucked your sweet teat into his mouth. You threw back your head and let out a low moan.
I might uttered the .
Your hands were busy as well. I saw you stroking his jeans, feeling
his manhood grow, down his leg, up his crotch, cupping his balls
through his pants.
“Where did she ever learn do that?” I wondered as I discovered
that I was indeed stroking myself now.
The got down off the couch and went his knees in front of you. You unfolded your legs and he raised your skirt and began slowly kissing his way up your thighs with nibbles and licks. All the time you kept emitting shrieks and gasps as he came closer the apex of you legs .His head had now disappeared under your skirt and I could see bobbing up and down, moving side side. Your head was thrashing side side as your breathing became more labored. You were bucking meet his face as he did god knows what my . Finally you let out a low long moan and pressed his face into your crotch for dear life.
When you finally let go he pulled back, reached up and rolled your
panties down your legs to the floor. “Stand up and turn around. I
want to see that great ass!”
As you began to comply, I could not take anymore.
“What the do you think you are doing with my ?” I yelled
as I burst through the door.
“! Stop!” you cried as I chased the scared out into the street.
“You, go to your room and I will deal with you later!”
Off you stomped, but without your panties. I picked them up and yes they were indeed quite damp, wet with the aroma of my sweet .
What am I going do with you dear? Think about that till we next meet!
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A little tale of Cuckhold
Posted:Jul 23, 2014 9:36 pm
Last Updated:Jan 14, 2022 8:34 pm
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The meeting at the dockside bar had gone well and piqued everyone’s interest. You had left a breathy message on my private line with specific instructions on coming to a motel. You left a key and I proceeded to the room and let myself in. You were there, bent over the bed, your red thong clad ass high in the air. Your black “f--k me boots” showing me the way to future passion.
He was there also. You had prepared him, naked and tied to a straight back chair, across the room where he could watch but not partake of the passion we were about to experience. Even though this is your party I have a few surprises for you. You turn to look at me but I have a blindfold for you. You are game for what I bring. From behind you I stroke up and down your legs stopping before I reach you love triangle. Now I run my hands along your panty line from hips to crotch, along your great ass and back down along your crack pressing the silken fabric between the folds. You are starting to move to my touch, your juices are starting to flow. I reach up and around and stroke your whole body from shoulder to hips, lingering over you r nipples and breasts as they fill my hands. I trace a line of kisses down your neck, along your spine down to the crack between your cheeks. I slowly roll your thong down, savoring your aroma as I proceed.
Across the room I can hear whimpering from your man, the show getting to him. Shall I deal with him or let you. It is too early for me subjugate him, but you command him “SILENCE!”
My tongue is coming down your ass; my hands are coming up you thighs. They meet at your lips where I part them and lap at your juices with my probing tongue.
You squeal with delight and thrust your pussy into my face. I pull away for I have other plans for you. Blindfolded I lead you around to the other side of the bed closer to your man, so he can better see what I am going to do to you. I lay you down on your back with your feet and knees up. Your pussy is at the edge of the mattress for easy access. I have brought a bag of toys. I heard you like to play.
Do you?
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I had a dream!
Posted:Jun 4, 2014 9:53 pm
Last Updated:Aug 17, 2016 7:15 pm
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I was tired and a little buzzed last night. That’s what days off are for. Right? So, I was nodding off at the keyboard, but not in vain.
I had a dream about you last night. I had to stay after school to finish up some overdue work. I was always a procrastinator. There you were in the front of the room, at your desk, me, at mine in the first row. You, in those black fishnets, tight skirt and that low cut blouse, were making hard for me to get anything done. You were just making it hard for me, period! You kept strolling by, peering over my shoulder, oh so casually letting your breast brush up against my back, your hand, a light touch on my shoulder. Finally you went back to your desk and I could finish my work. As I am sitting there I look up and notice that you are watching me, intently and I can see from my seat that under your desk, one of your hands is running up and down your thigh occasionally disappearing between them! You are not really watching me, you are looking past me into space. But now I can’t stop watching you! I “accidently” drop my pencil to the floor. As I bend over to pick it up “Shit , she has on no underwear!” I realize.
You look up and smile like you read my mind, but continue with your massage now quite bold and apparent you don’t care who sees.
Concentrate, I must be dreaming, this can’t be happening. Finally I finish and I bring my paper up to your desk.
You want to review my work with me so I stand beside you at the desk while you go over my paper. It is my turn to brush against you. I am leaning over your back looking at your red pen as it goes quickly over my paper, looking down your blouse at your ample bosom. “Oh god, I so want to suck your tits!” I am thinking.
You look up at me like I said it out loud! Did I?
You just smile and turn back to my paper , while at the same time leaning forward even more so I am now witness to two pink nipples straining at the sheer fabric.
“Finished.” You put down your red pen and before I could make a move you slide your hand up my thigh to the bulge growing in my shorts. Now that I didn’t dream.
“I think with a little tutoring you may just get an A yet.”
So, here I am, hot for teacher. Visions of Van Halen’s video play through my head.
What next? I didn’t have to wait long. You have mounted the desk, one foot on your chair the other perched on an open drawer, your skirt up over your thighs.
“Is this what you were looking for?” You are again caressing yourself and I can hardly move.
“ I guess you didn’t fall for the fallen tencil prick?” I stammer.
You just laugh at my Freudian slip.
“Kiss me, now!”
I don’t have to be told twice, but as I reach for your head you turn away.
“Not these lips, those lips!” as you gesture downward.
I gaze down between those gorgeous thighs and see two pouting petals of flesh beckoning me.
“My pleasure!”
I am on my knees, on the floor, between your legs. I can smell the fragrance of arousal and it only makes me hotter. I kiss one thigh then the other, back and forth working my way to to the juncture of your passion. I must be going to slow for you try to pull my face into your pussy. But I am in no rush, you need to be patient. I want to savor those juices, inhale all of your aroma. A lick, a tickle. Hmm, you smell so sweet. Now, those luscious lips are right at the tip of my tongue. Yum tasty, just a little lick. Lite little kisses around your labia, up one side down the other, ever so mindful of your clit looming there between the folds. Gee I must be doing something right as you rotate your hips to meet my lips. Ah your lips. I suck one then the other into my mouth as they stretch and swell with you passion. You are so wet now, and I haven’t even got to the good spots!
I grab your ass with my hands and plunge my tongue deep into you as my nose meets your clit.
“Oh god!’
I lean back just so I can see your face for an instant and catch a breath of air. You also are breathing hard.
“You Like?”
“Yes!”
“You want more?”
“Yesss!” you hiss at me.
I am now standing over you and take your face in my hands and give you a long deep kiss, letting you taste you own juices, our tongues darting in and out. Who ever knew that just a kiss could be so very erotic and sensual? I linger on there, feasting on yours lips, while my hand wanders down between your legs. You are so moist, as I start to stroke between your thighs.
I lay you back on the desk, your feet up, you knees spread, your juices all over my assignment. You are now fumbling at my belt, my zipper, my cock. You have it out and start pulling on it stroking it.
I break off that long passionate kiss so I can watch you again. I take my member in my hand and stroke it along your juicy slit, up between your lips, past your clit, down again, through your legs to tease your ass. You are getting wetter, I am getting hotter.
You grab my cock again and try to bring it home. You are in such a rush, yet I am content to just massage your labia, watching your passion build. I so do like to watch a woman get hot and you are no disappointment.
“Please, fuck me now!”
‘With pleasure, teach!” and I thrust to the hilt, feeling that tight pussy engulf all of me. I pull your hips hard into me as I grind away with my prick exploring the depths of your womanhood. You reciprocate digging your nails into my ass.
Now I start with long, slow strokes, feeling every inch of your vagina. I pull out just so I can rub your clit again and drive back in again and again. You have new caught on to my rhythm and are matching me stroke for stroke. We kiss again and I swear you will suck my tongue out of my mouth. I can only imagine what you would do with my cock!
Your panting is interspersed with little gasp and squeals as our frenzied passion rises in unison. No longer slow exploring thrusts, we are animals in heat pounding each other’s sex, looking for that crescendo.
I begin to feel that creeping sensation deep in my balls, knowing my end is coming.
You may be there also, or have you past that point. I don’t know and really can’t stop to ponder. I am going and coming and pounding and fucking and just when I am about to unleash my load, my alarm goes off and I wake up in my bed, alone.
“Damn, I hate when that happens!”
So I go downstairs and get ready for work and there on the kitchen table is my paper, with an A+, and outlined in your sweet juices is a watermark of your gorgeous derriere.
Have a great night D. I know I did!
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Late Night, Friday Night
Posted:May 30, 2014 9:37 pm
Last Updated:Jun 24, 2014 8:54 pm
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So I am sitting here drinking a beer, a Narragansett Dels Shandy. great brew I can't recommend it enough! Just got off work and looking through all the people who viewed me. A few local some way out of state, out of country, one man, and another couple who said they weren't interested. So why are you looking? Having second thoughts. I am up waiting, waiting for a , off to a senior prom. do you remember your senior prom? I don't. I didn't go. no GF at that time. But I went to the party for all the people(losers) who didn't go top the prom. Not really losers, just the ones in between relationships. Long time ago, but I remember it well. See the night before graduation, the night after "class day" we were all at a party at my cousin's house, supervised by parents. At that time there was no drinking allowed, period. This was when adults were responsible for their . What people did outside of the party I do not know, but I did not witness anything illegal. So me, riding shot gun in a Cadillac Eldorado, with two other guys were heading north, then south doing about 50 on a city street. Nothing like big American V8s. We met another car, from the same party, at an intersection, still doing 50. The other car, I believe was a Chevelle SS, more American muscle.
It did not end well. The Cadillac met the Chevelle, nose first, in the passenger door, still doing 50. Riding shotgun, I got to see this accident unfold in slow-motion, all the time thinking " the Chevelle will beat us through the intersection"
NOT!
Cars spin around, metal crashes, I lose my glasses and cannot see. People are out on the sidewalk screaming at as to whose fault it was. Me, miraculously I am not hurt. Seatbelt? I don't remember. But I am waking around this T-Bone collection of American steel and the girl who was riding passenger in the Chevelle, is now in the back seat. The passenger door, I think it is now in the drivers seat. So I see this girl, unconscious, bleeding, not moving, and I think," She could choke on her tongue. I must clear her airway so she can breath."
I climb in and open her mouth and try to hold her tongue down. But you know, she didn't have any teeth,
Ambulances, police, hospital, calling my parents, it all was a blur.
My has just come home safely from his prom. He went stag, drove himself there and returned home.
The girl in the Chevelle, she did not return home. Life can be very fleeting.

This may not be the proper time or place, but this is my space and I just wanted to share. Have a great night. hope your are safe.
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What am I looking for?
Posted:May 28, 2014 10:26 pm
Last Updated:Mar 29, 2024 6:51 am
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The short answer is sex, just like everybody here. The long answer is a would like to find a lady or couple for occasional play time. I am in a committed relationship that is unfulfilling in
just that one respect. I have found others to play with before but they were either too needy or too unavailable. I am laid back , easy going and like to enjoy hours in bed, NOT SLEEPING! if you know what I mean. I am straight and not the least bit curious. I love to share and blog and talk but that is not why we are here. I am respectful of all my partners and would also be to their S.O.
What do I want in a woman? T &A is a good start, but a pretty smile is even better. Luscious lips? Definitely, both below and above.
What do I love to do? To lavish those lips with endless licks, to lap at her labia languishing between her limbs in the limbo of her passion! Do you get my drift?
Single, married , divorced, gay, straight,bi? i don't mind as long as you are happy and okay with what you are doing.
What I don't want? Drama! Bitching! I take direction well and I aim to please, but nobody is perfect. I will listen and nod and empathize, but we are really here to have fun , right? If you have a husband, boyfriend, other lover and they want to come and play, I'm okay, I'm not jealous or possessive I just don't want to be the one holding the camera all night, nor will I play with the male.
Camera's very popular these days. If you want pics, so do I.
So if I happen to strike a cord with any of you ladies, or any of you Doms in control of you ladies, give me a shout. I am in Taunton,Fall River,Prov. late nights.
Have a great one everyone.
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Am I really that popular?
Posted:May 27, 2014 9:08 pm
Last Updated:Jun 1, 2014 9:12 pm
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So by the numbers I don't consider myself to be a prime candidate for a hook-up. I am older, don't have a hot wife that will pose nude or even think about others play. Although I do think I have a hot wife. Average, gray balding, strictly straight and yet horny.
So I get these flirts and hot listings from women, half my age who are loving and sincere and looking for someone honest to father their and they all have on skimpy bikinis and they all just joined yesterday and I say hell yea, I'll give it a shot and try to knock you up!
Now really.
The other attention I get is from fellow males. I don't know why. I made myself perfectly clear. I am strictly a pussy lover.
"Not that there is anything wrong with that!" to quote the cast of Seinfeld. Really, my oldest , best friend, my , and some guys I work with all swing the other way. I just am not interested and really turned off by it. So please guys don't be offended if I don't reply or even block you.
To all of the real women, couples who have viewed my profile or read my blogs, Thank you! I hope I have entertained, amused, enlightened, offended or even just bored you. This writing is cathartic for me helping to release the bad karma I accumulate throughout the day.
Have a great night everyone and keep those cards and letters coming.
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Questions?
Posted:May 11, 2014 8:10 pm
Last Updated:Jul 2, 2014 10:05 am
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Having been long time married to the same woman, I have not had the variety and experience that I so long lusted after growing up reading Penthouse and Playboy Senior Sizzle has answered some of the question, but I have others mainly for women but some for men also.
I have met two women who really enjoy sucking cock., Thank you lord!
Ladies: Do most of you doing this just for the pleasure of pleasuring us, or is this strictly quid pro quo?
Do you girls enjoy watching med jerk off,either on cam or in real life? I have noticed that many of the cams, belonging to couples, when you tune in it is almost always a guy choking the chicken.
Now I on occasion do it myself, but I never thought any one enjoyed it but me. I know that I thoroughly enjoy watching you ladies.
This question is for you on videos. I know that some of you appear to a career as a "professional actress" but the rest who do it the fun, the thrill.. do you enjoy more or less for the camera? Do you do it only for the camera? Are the English really that much kinkier?
Guys, do you enjoy jerking off on TV? or do you sometimes forget the camera is there? Has it turned out to be a good marketing tool well for you "tool"? Just asking
"PENIS ENVY" was a Freudian term. Girls, ladies does this relate to cock sucking? Guys Is this why I keep seeing bigger an bigger pics of dick in profile? So I hope everyone has a great night. This is just me rambling after pulling a double shift.
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Really? Really!
Posted:May 5, 2014 7:03 pm
Last Updated:Jan 25, 2022 2:39 pm
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So from what I am reading apparently there are some members who actually lie about their size, their age , their appearance even going so far as to feature 10 year old pictures. I admit that I actually posted a picture from 20 years ago, but to be fair I don't think you can tell the difference. Take a look and tell me if you can. It is not meant to deceive, it is just one of the few pictures that I have of myself. As to embellishment, I am what I am. No photoshop or wide angle lens for me. Truth. I am 61, still surf, sail, snowboard. Not as much as I used to or like to, but I still shred on occasion. I am married to a woman I have loved for 30 +years, who just does not enjoy sex any more. Me I don't want to enjoy it any less. It is one of my favorite sports. There's a thought, a sex Olympics. From some of the videos I have seen the US and Great Britain would certainly taken Gold and Silver, not necessarily in that order.
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