Monday, December 24, 2007

Merry Christmas

It is likely that this will be my last post of the year.

One of the advantages of living in the southern hemisphere is that Christmas falls during our summer. This makes it an ideal time to take some time off and escape for a week or two. That is exactly what I intend to do as my family and I head off on our annual summer vacation. We will spend the next 2 weeks at a little coastal community about 6 hours drive from where I live in The Garden of Eden. There is very little to do there except relax, read a book or two, enjoy the beach, and watch all the lovely ladies in their bikinis and swimming costumes. I have several good books to take with me, and I may get a few more for Xmas, and the new Eagles CD, 'Long Road Out of Eden', seems appropriate in both title and mood. It has been on constant rotation since I purchased it a few weeks back and the music is perfect for those long, summer days, chillin' on the sand.

I want to thank everybody who has stopped by since I started blogging a few months ago. I wish you all a very Merry Christmas, and a happy and safe New Year. I look forward to sharing some more of my adventures with you in 2008. Secretly, I am hoping that something may happen while I am away that will be worthy of a post or two.

Here's hoping that Santa gets to empty his sack at your place this Christmas, and that all your stockings get nicely stuffed with the things you like.


Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Wet Wednesday

Hey, look at this, my second post in as many days. That is some kind of record for me. I promise that I will do better in the New Year, but it just seems I have no time to myself at the moment with the silly season upon us.
I thought I would have a go at this Meme that I found the other day. Check it out here.

1. what is the longest you have gone without sex involuntarily? as in, you wanted to, but you couldn't for whatever reason?
That would be about 9 months, or maybe even a year. It was quite a while ago now and was while Mrs A. was pregnant and just after the birth of our first child. She just didn't want me near her pregnant body.

2. what was the longest time period you've had to wait for oral sex, and was it worth the wait? why or why not?
I am always waiting for oral sex. Mrs A. doesn't approve of oral sex as she thinks it is inappropriate to bring your mouth into contact with 'those areas'. So prior to starting on my side projects it would have been many years since I had my cock sucked, or since I tasted pussy. Of course the wait was worth it, I mean to say, who ever heard of a guy complaining cos he got a bad BJ??

3. what was the longest time period between when you were supposed to have sex (for instance, you'd made a date for it), and when you actually had it? did the wait make it a better experience?
Nothing springs to mind like the present. I am trying to arrange to meet a 'friend' that I met quite a while ago. We both want to get together but it is proving very difficult at the moment with Christmas just around the corner and kids on summer holidays. I just know that it will be worth it when we finally meet up.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

TMI Tuesday #9

1. Are you done with your shopping yet?
Yes, all done. I am a clever, little boy. Just the grocery shopping to do now, but most of that can't be done til the last minute anyway.

2. What is your favorite sexual position?
Oh, I have quite a few that I love. '69' works well for me, although it can be a bit distracting to deliver good oral while enjoying getting your cock sucked. Taking a woman from behind is a definite favourite as I love to look at the curves of her body, the hourglass shape ending in the flair of the hips, while I can see my cock slide in and out of her, my length coated in her slick juices. Being able to hold her hips and control the depth and speed of penetration is a wonderful aphrodisiac. Leaning forward to stroke her back or tug her hair as required is another benefit. And that tempting little pucker of her arse. Should I, or shouldn't I...? I'll leave you to wonder.

3. On a scale of 1-10, how open are you to trying new sexual things?
That would be a big 10. How will I know if I like it if I don't try it?? Part of my wandering stems from the fact that Mrs A. is very vanilla as far as sex is concerned, and I have so many things that I want to try. If I suggest them at home I get treated like a deviant, so I have to find other places to play.

4. What present are you hoping to get this year?
Awesome, anonymous sex would be good, but failing that, any good book or cd will do.

5. With your current partner (or your last partner) how often was the sex better than just good?
Occasionally with Mrs A. the sex gets real good, but I think that stems from the fact that I get so Goddamn horny that I appreciate any attention that I get. With my last 'friend with benefits', I can't remember a time when it was less then awesome. Perhaps our limited time together meant that we had to extract every ounce of pleasure from each other, and that resulted in some earth shaking sex :)

Bonus (as in optional):Can a relationship that you are part of survive on sex alone? Could it survive a prolonged period of abstinence?
I would have to say Yes to both parts of this question. I have had relationships that just based on sex alone and have lasted for extended periods of time. On the other hand, my marriage has lasted for nearly 20 years and until recently, when I started to play away, it has had several lengthy periods of abstinence.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

TMI Tuesday #8

1. Are you and early shopper or a late shopper?
Usually early. This year I have most of it done and only a few little items still remain. I try to get it done early as I just hate the shops at this time of the year.

2. What is your favorite cartoon (current or passed)?
My all time favourite would be the Roadrunner cartoons. I loved the coyote's wild schemes to catch that annoying bird. One day I would have loved to see him succeed. I also liked Beavis & Butthead cos they remind me of my first trip to the US. They were big on MTV then and they had some rockin' music videos that they commented on. It took about another 5 years before they hit Australian screens and it never seemed as good as I remembered it back then.
Favourite comic book hero was Spiderman.

3. On a scale of 1-10, how competent are you on home repair projects?
Probably be an 8 or 9. I can manage most things except major works. I am willing to have a go at most jobs ( and then call the experts in later to fix up my mess. (only kidding)).

4. What is your favorite holiday tradition?
I love putting up our tree. And I love Xmas Eve as the kids head off to bed with wide eyed expectation. Mine still believe in Santa (as do I) and they leave all sorts of little gifts and snacks for him. Then they hang their stockings, hop into bed, and try so hard to fall asleep.
I also love our annual Xmas holiday, which begins on Dec 27 when we head up the coast for 2 weeks of relaxing beach side leisure. Ahhh, the joys of Xmas in Summer.

5. Describe your favorite kiss? Do you give it or receive it?
My favourite kiss is one in which we are both involved in, so giving and receiving. It's hands entwined in hair, lips locked together in heated passion, bodies pressed against each other, both parties lost in the moment. The best kisses are the ones where nothing else exists.

Bonus (as in optional):What is the best holiday gift you have ever gotten? Best you've given?
I love most of my gifts that I have received. I usually ask for books or CDs, and my family and friends know that this is a safe bet when buying a gift.
If I ask Mrs A. what the best gift I have given her is, then I am sure she would say it was her Foot Spa. After a long day on her feet, she loves to relax with her feet in the tub of bubbling warm water. Only problem is, she relaxes so much that she is usually not in the mood for any further pleasures afterward :(

Saturday, December 8, 2007

A Close Shave

Gee, I have been slack lately. Seems the only post I have managed to get up has been the weekly TMI's. It has just been so busy as the silly season kicks into top gear. I don't see it getting any better over the next few weeks so I will just have to do the best that I can.

The last week or so, I have read many posts about shaving of the nether regions. Mostly this was due to TMI asking about the acceptability of stubble, but it was preceded by Renee in her post 'step away from the razor...'. In it she spoke of her husband's lack of offering to assist her in the trimming of her pussy. She says, "I thought that was a fantasy for a lot of men", but apparently her husband is not one of them. Well, for me, it is a fantasy of mine, however, Mrs A. will not allow me to participate in this act. Not that she completely shaves her pussy, but she takes care of it herself and refuses to let me be involved. I have offered on numerous occasions, only to be turned down. It seems if I am to participate in such an event then it will have to be outside the marital scene.

I have thought about this, and the whole fantasy about shaving a pussy seems to stem from my formative teenage years. I can clearly remember going through my father's stack of girlie magazines and one particular storyline standing out. I must have flicked through it a dozen times as I can still remember it all these years later. It was a pictorial about a lady and a man who were playing a game of pool together. The woman lost the game and as part of his winnings, the man got to shave the lady's pussy.

She took off all her clothes, and then sat on the pool table and opened her legs. She had quite a hairy snatch as we are talking about the late '70's. The man lathered up a shaving brush and applied a thick, creamy foam over her pussy. Then he took a cut-throat razor and proceeded to shave her pubic hair away. Stroke for stroke this was captured in glorious colour for my viewing pleasure. In the end, he wiped her clean with a towel and she was exposed for the world to see. Powerful images for a such a young mind.

Many years later, I still long to be able to re-create such scenes. I would love to part a lady's legs and gently apply shave foam to her fur. massage it in with my fingers, and ensure an even coating. Then take a razor and slowly remove her covering, one stroke at a time. Finish her off with a warm face washer, and then sit back to admire my handiwork along with her uncovered pleasures. I would have to sample the closeness of my cut by nestling my face against her freshly shaven skin and pushing my tongue between her folds. I know it would feel so good that I would have to spend hours pleasuring her, just so I could feel her naked skin next to my cheeks, and upon my lips. I wouldn't mind returning the favour and allowing her to shave me and then sample her work. Then, perhaps, we could bring our new skin together and feel the wonderful sensation of skin on skin.

Any volunteers??

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

TMI Tuesday #7

1. If your partner buys you a sexy little "something" is it a present for you or for your partner?
Hmmm!! Mrs A. doesn't buy sexy little anythings, despite my best efforts to steer her in that direction. If I was to buy the gift then it would probably end up in the bin, so that would be a waste of money. However, I have had some of my lady 'friends' buy sexy lingerie to wear for our encounters, and also one who purchased a vibrator for us to use on each other. I consider those to be sexy little 'somethings' that we both got to enjoy ;)

2. What are 3 characteristics of "your type"?
I don't know what "my type" is, so I might have to think about this one and come back to it later.

3. On a scale of 1-10, how good a cook are you?
Since I am a qualified cook, and I do a lot of the cooking at home, I had better rate myself up at the high end of the scale. Let's say 8.5. I have taken points off because I am not the best cook in the world, and we don't do dinner parties much anymore, but I can still hold my own in the kitchen.

4. Tattoos: Love them or hate them. On you? On a partner?
I confess, I have a thing for tattoos, particularly on women. I love seeing a design on a woman's body, especially if it is partially covered by clothing because then it is like seeing something that maybe you weren't meant to. I also like undressing a woman and finding a tattoo that I didn't know existed. I wonder about how many others might have seen it. I have also thought about getting a tattoo myself, just a small one, somewhere discreet. I know Mrs A. hates them so I often wonder if this is the reason I want to get one. I know all hell would break loose in The Garden of Eden if I ever did, but some days I think it might be worth it...

5. Stubble: Good or bad? How often do you shave?
Where is the stubble?
A little facial stubble (on men, not women) can be sexy, but there is the possibility of 'pash rash'. I usually shave if I know I am going to have a hot pash session, unless my partner requests otherwise. I know some ladies like the rough feel of stubble on their men, but it can be a bit like sandpaper.
Stubble in other areas is a no-no as far as I am concerned. I don't mind if your pussy has hair or not, but if you choose not then keep it well shaved. I find stubble very off putting if I am trying to orally pleasure my woman. I keep my balls hair free for your enjoyment and I shave them every few days, or more often if there is a special event planned.

Bonus (as in optional):What are a few of your favorite things (both sexual non-sexual)?
Sexual Favourites:- Hot, passionate kisses, Oral sex both giving and receiving, the Complete abandonment of wild fucking, and Cuddling in the afterglow
Non-sexual Favourites:- include the smell of fresh coffee, thunderstorms, the ocean (and the beach) in winter, marshmallows, dark chocolate, getting caught in the rain, freshly mown grass. There are many others, but these are top of the list for me.

Happy TMI everyone.

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

TMI Tuesday #6

1. Are you a member of the mile high club?
No I am not, but I would love to be. I travel a fair bit and I could think of nothing better than passing some flying time with an equally enthusiastic member of the opposite sex. Unfortunately, most of my travel is accompanied by Mrs A and this is certainly not her cup of tea. I guess I will have to hope for a quick, anonymous liaison. Give me a wink if you see me on your flight...

2. What is the most public place you have ever had sex?
The most public place that springs to recent memory was with a lady friend of mine earlier this year (and the end of last year). I will be writing about her in months to come as she was a regular for a while. Often we would meet near a park during her lunch hour and have 50 minutes of unadulterated fun in the backseat of her car. People lived across the road from where we parked, and there were often people walking nearby, exercising their dogs, eating lunch, etc. We became oblivious to their presence as we went about steaming up the windows.

3. What is your most embarrassing family moment?
I am probably my family's most embarrassing moment. I will often tease my kids (playfully) in public just to get a reaction. My daughter is 9 and I love making her blush at school when I am picking her up or dropping her off. Things like saying "let's get home quick so you won't miss Sesame Street", or singing nursery rhymes as we cross the car park, all with in earshot of her friends. I'm sure she loves it because she will remind me that I haven't done it for a while if I forget. I have always been a shameless fool.

4. What kind of birth control do you use?
I have been to the vet and had the snip so that is all the birth control I need.

5. Have you ever had sex in the snow? Rain?
Living in Australia makes having sex in the snow almost impossible. Hell, I haven't even seen snow in real life. As I write this it is almost 100F outside and it is still only Spring. This Summer is going to be a long one!! We do get snow in The Snowy Mountains (funnily enough) but they are nowhere near where I live. Having said that, I haven't had sex in the rain either but I would love to. I love getting caught in the rain, and the smell of rain after a dry spell is amazing. Mrs A dislikes rain so it looks like it will have to be another anonymous encounter.

Bonus (as in optional):Describe your flirting technique: innuendo, telling a dirty joke, talking about sex life, or physical contact?
My flirting technique would definitely be innuendo. I love double-entendres, and I have been told that I can make anything sound dirty (or fun). It all depends on where you place the emphasis, and a little wink never hurts.
Nudge, nudge, wink, wink. Know what I mean??

Friday, November 23, 2007

Birthday Lament

Well, today is my birthday. No big deal as it really is just another day. I got the usual assortment of presents which I always enjoy, but I had been hoping for something a little different this year. When asked 'what I wanted for my birthday' I had described something like this...

I had thought that that might result in me getting something like this...

Or at the very least, something along these lines....

But it wasn't to be.
Even my cake didn't look like the one I had described. This is how it was supposed to look...

But it didn't even come close. Oh well, such is life.

I guess I will just have to get dressed up and head out to see what the night brings...

Seriously, I have had a great day with my family and friends, just not 'those friends' that I like to write about. Which is a pity really as I am feeling very playful, if you can't already tell. There is always next year.

(PS. That last picture is not of me. I would never wear those shoes with that scarf. Credit me with a little more fashion sense than that)

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

TMI Tuesday #5

1. what's the sexiest gesture a woman can make?
Not so much a gesture, but I am a sucker for smoky, sultry, 'come to bed' eyes. They are a weakness of mine and I can't resist them. Natalie Imbruglia has the best pair of eyes I have seen in a long while.

2. what are 3 inevitable things about you?

a. I will continue to find women to have sex with.

b. I will continue to write about it on my blog.

c. I will probably get myself into trouble as a result of this.

3. what do you want . . . . now?
SEX. But I would settle for a blow job,... or does that count as sex?

4. what asset do you have besides the physical and the material?
I am a really good listener. I am also a pretty loyal friend and I think the two go hand in hand. What good is a friend if they are not prepared to listen when you have something to say?

5. describe a sexy mind.
A sexy mind is one I can engage with. While the physical side of a relationship is a lot of fun, I like to be mentally stimulated as well. That doesn't mean mind games, but it does include a lot of flirting and teasing. The build up to the main event can be just as rewarding and always heightens the appreciation.

Bonus (as in optional):What are you thankful for this Thanksgiving?
I am thankful for my family, Mrs A and the 2 little apples. I am thankful for my own good health and the health of my family. And I am thankful for the support of my new blogger friends. I have only been doing this a short while and I appreciate the support, encouragement and comments I have received.
I am also thankful for all the ladies who have been, or will be, featured in my blog. ;)

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

TMI Tuesday #4

1. Have you ever met a fellow blogger in person?
No, but I can think of quite a few that I would like to meet…

2. Did you ever play an innocent game of "I'll show you mine if you show me yours"? How old where you?
Yes. I can remember several occasions in my childhood. I must have been about 8 or 9 when a girl from down the road asked me if I wanted her to take her pants off. I said yes and so she did. Then I had to take mine off in return. I also did a similar thing with the girl next door, over at our local park a short time later.

3. When did you get your first not so innocent kiss?
I think I was 15 when a girl kissed me while we were on the train coming home from school. She was quite a bit older and it was a kiss that promised all sorts of deliciousness to come. However, it didn't eventuate into anything as I think she only did it for a dare.

4. Have you ever awoke with someone who's name you did not remember?
This has never happened. The closest I have come to this is waking up with some one I knew, but not being able to remember what we did or how we got there.

5. Have you ever let someone else wash you while you were perfectly capable of doing it yourself?
Absolutely. I am all for helping the environment by showering, or bathing, with a friend. It is Soooo sensual to have somebody explore (I mean wash) your body with a pair of soapy hands. And I am very willing to return the favour.

Bonus (as in optional): What makes a great first date for you?
A great first date is when there is a real connection with the other person (chemistry) and a promise of so much more to come.

Monday, November 12, 2007


When I first started this blog I wasn't sure how long I was going to stick around, or even if anyone would ever read it. Since then I have enjoyed posting the odd story and can't believe that more than a few have stopped by to see what is going on. Some of you have even left comments, and for that I thank you as you have taken a small amount of time out of your day to let me know that you visited.

I decided it was time to update the image a bit and I have installed a new template to try and make things a bit more stylish and sexy. I hope you like it. I would be keen to hear your thoughts on what works and what doesn't. I am only new to all of this, so any helpful advice or suggestions are most welcome.

Thank you for calling in. I get a real buzz out of knowing that someone, somewhere shares my naughty little secrets.

Friday, November 9, 2007

Fantasy 'D'

I have a fantasy about one of Mrs A's friends. I shall call her 'D' and we have known her for many years, in fact she was a bridesmaid at our wedding. D is still single and I don't think she has even had a serious boyfriend. She is a lovely girl with a great sense of humour and I get along really well with her. D is also a red head and I just have a thing for red heads.

In my fantasy, D asks me if I will help her to have a child as she knows her time is running out and she doesn't want to miss the boat. I tell her I will do it, but it has to be a child of love not an artificial insemination. This doesn't bother her and I think it excites her as much as it does me.

I arrive at D's house and she is dressed in a simple blouse and skirt. We go through to the bedroom where she has lit some candles to set the mood. I approve of this. I embrace her and we start to kiss. She seems unsure and hesitant and I can tell that it is her lack of sexual experience that is holding her back. I tell her to relax and it will all be OK.

With my reassurances she seems to relax a little and I unbutton her blouse and let it fall to the floor. I cup her breast and kiss her cleavage. She tenses but then relaxes and I feel that she wants more. I slip her bra straps off her shoulders and then reach around and unclasp her bra. She slides it off and her breasts stand proudly on their own. I wonder when the last time a man gazed upon them.

I take each breast and kiss the soft white skin before taking the pink nipple into my mouth. It hardens and stands erect under stimulation from my tongue and lips. While I suck her breasts, I reach around and unzip her skirt and let it drop. She steps back out of it and stands before me wearing just her brief white panties.

I push her back onto the bed and then peel off my T-shirt. I remove my jeans and then my boxers. Her eyes seem to widen as she sees my hard cock standing to attention. Has she seen one before? I straddle her and then kiss my way down her body to her panties. She is moist and I am pleased because I know I am pleasuring her.

I kiss her through her panties and lick the front, tasting her juices. Then I take the waist band and pull them down. As I pull them off she draws up her legs to hide her pussy. I take her knees and move them apart. Her pussy is nestled in a light clump of ginger hair. Her moisture clings to the hair and her lips glisten with expectation.

I open her with my fingers and begin to lick her clit. Her breath quickens and the juice starts to flood from her pussy. I finger her and soon she has shed all inhibition as she writhes and bucks on the bed. I take my cock and guide it to her waiting hole. It slides in easily and I start to fuck her with long, slow strokes.
Soon I am pounding her with reckless abandon and before long we cum together in a shuddering climax. I stay tightly pressed to her hips so that all my cum remains with in her. We bask in the afterglow for a bit before washing up and dressing. She tells me that she hopes we were successful in conceiving a baby but she wouldn't mind if we had to try once or twice more. I agree and ask her to keep me posted on the result of her pregnancy test.

I know, of course, that she won't fall pregnant because I have had a vasectomy, but I won't tell her just yet. I want a bit more of that sweet pussy first...

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

TMI Tuesday #3

1. Do you believe in ghosts? If so have you every seen one?
I would love to think that ghosts exist, but I have never seen one so I find it a little hard to accept they are real. I hope that I do get to see one as that would be awesome.

2. What’s the scariest movie you ever saw?
Scariest movie would be The Exorcist. I remember seeing it at the drive-in paired with Friday the 13th. I would have only been about 17 or 18 at the time and it was the first real horror film I saw. It kept me awake at nights for ages afterwards. I still get shivers thinking about it now.

3. If you were given a house that was free would you accept it if it was haunted?
I would have no problems living in a haunted house. It might give me the opportunity to finally see a ghost.

4. If you were given a house that was free would you accept it if the last person had been murdered in it?
Hmmm!! Not too sure that I would want to live in a house where the last occupant was murdered. I’m not sure why, but I don’t think it would be a terribly happy place to live.

5. What was your most favourite costume you wore for Halloween?
I've never really celebrated Halloween as I live in Australia and ‘trick or treat’ was not something we did. It is just gaining momentum here now. I would probably enjoy dressing up as monster like Dracula or Frankenstein as these were my favourites while I was growing up. I always thought the Mummy was pretty cool. (the Boris Karloff, Christopher Lee type Mummy, not the modern interpretation. All bandages and stiff legged walk)

Bonus (as in optional): What’s your most memorable Halloween memory?
As Above. No real memories of Halloween as it passed unnoticed here. My first real taste of Halloween was about 15 years ago when I visited my sister in the US in October and saw all the activity surrounding Halloween.

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

TMI Tuesday #2

Here it is, better late than never. I spent ages waiting for the questions to be posted and only checked back today to find them.

1. If they kept stats of your sex life like they do in sports, what would you lead the league in? what all time record would you hold?
Probably strike outs at the moment. I’m having a bad run of rejections from both Mrs A and other sources.

2. What song gets you in the mood to have sex? best music to fuck to? best music to make love to?
It would have to be jazz. Love those smoky tones and sensual rhythms.
Fucking is hard & fast so anything with a hard fast beat would work.
Love making is jazz again. Quietly in the background setting the mood.

3. Where is your favourite place to have sex in your house/apartment?
It would have to be the bedroom as that is the only place anything exciting happens around here.

4. (girls) Have you sent or given your used panties to a guy? Do you know what happened to them? (guys) Have you taken/asked for a girls panties before? What did you do with them? (non-breeders) What is the protocol for this "tradition"?
I have never taken or asked for a pair of used panties, but the idea quite excites me for some reason. Anyone who wants to send me a pair should email me and we can work something out ;-)

5. What makes a kiss a great to you?
It has to be a 2 way connection. If I’m feeling it and she is feeling it then the sparks fly, the fireworks ignite and it’s all systems go. Break out the jazz CD’s.

Bonus: Who pays for a date? If the girl asks a guy out, does she pay? If you are interested in same sex partners, how do you determine who pays?
Maybe I’m old fashioned but I always paid for the date. Still do if I am meeting a new lady for coffee or what ever. I have no idea how same sex couples work this out. That all seems a bit too confusing.

Thursday, October 25, 2007

Supersize Me

'Marge' was large. That isn't being unkind but it is the best word to describe her. Everything about her was large, including her sexual appetite. She was also my second piece of forbidden fruit.

I met Marge through an internet dating site. It had been some months since I had been with Eve and I was beginning to wonder if she was to be my one and only. I couldn't bear the thought of not getting to taste the fruit again so I posted a profile on a dating site and Marge was the only reply I received during the brief trial period. After a few phone calls we had arranged to meet at her place one morning.

She would easily be the biggest woman that I have fucked and if I didn't want to feel the thrill of forbidden sex again I probably would have turned her down. But the craving was gnawing at my being and here was a woman who wanted me to fuck her, so how could I turn her down?

As soon as I arrived at her place she took me through to the bedroom to get started. It felt a little odd at first, but we both knew why we were there and it didn't take long to get warmed up. Her blouse came off first, followed quickly by her bra. Acres of white flesh was exposed and it was a little daunting. There was so much of her to enjoy. Her breasts were huge and each nipple was bigger than some of my lady friends whole tit. I stuffed what I could into my mouth and sucked away like a kid in a candy store. Armfuls of lovely tit to pleasure.

Marge wanted her share of fun, too, so she pulled off my shorts and boxers and went to work on my cock. Down on her knees she sucked and licked my rigid pole, running her fat hands over my thighs, buttocks and balls. She had obviously sucked a few cocks before because she knew how to pleasure one.

After sucking my cock for what seemed like ages, she stood up and slid off her skirt. She was wearing a black lace g-string. I was surprised that they made them in such sizes but I guess big girls like to feel sexy, too. I pulled it down and the thin gusset of cotton appeared from the white pillows of her thighs. It was wet. She lay back and spread her massive thighs and I could see her shaved pussy waiting for me. Without hesitation I went down on her. I love sucking and licking pussy and I will do it anywhere, anytime.

My hands parted her folds and her pinkish, red flesh awaited me. Her juices were flowing and it tasted delicious. I took my time to lick and suck her while my fingers slid in and out of her wet cunt. When she finally pulled me up from her pussy my face was slick with her juices. It was on my chin, my cheeks and my nose but it didn't stop her from kissing me and tasting herself on my lips. She was almost at climax so I entered her quickly.

It didn't take much fucking for her to cum and the tremor ran through her body like an earthquake. Her hands gripped my buttocks and she pulled me into her, harder and faster. I lifted up on my arms and looked down at her. Her eyes were closed in pleasure and each thrust I made sent a wobble through the flesh below me. Buried between those thighs I gave my final few pumps before I came. She pulled me in hard so that every drop was pumped into her.

We lay and talked for a while before showering and getting dressed. I haven't been back to Marge but that is not because I didn't enjoy her. Somebody else came along, but I will tell you about her later. One of these days I may look Marge up again because writing about her has stirred some pleasant memories, among other things. She was an important step in the Temptation of Adam. The first one can be a fluke, a mistake, a coincidence, but the second is definite and there is no turning back now.

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

TMI Tuesday #1

1. What are your 7 favourite tactile things that turn you on? Sex (like oral, or penetrative) cannot be an answer. (Examples: silk, light tickling, etc).
Silk, Lace, Leather, Stockings, Feathers, Light touching and exploration, Ice Cubes.

2. What are your non-genital erogenous zones and what do you like done to them?
Love to have my nipples licked and touched.

3. What sounds get you sexually charged?
My partner becoming aroused.

4. After losing your virginity, what is the longest you’ve gone without penetrative sex?
About 9 months, which is way to long.

5. What is your least favourite sexual position? Why don't you like it?
I don’t really have one. I love fucking and I haven’t come across a position I really don’t like.

Bonus (as in optional):If you could sexually dominate or submit to 5 people - any 5, currently living or deceased - which 5 would it be?

Tara Moss - Canadian/Australian author & ex model
Megan Gale - Australian model
Penelope Cruz - actress with a most alluring accent
Any of the Corrs girls - Irish band
Natalie Imbruglia - Singer

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Room Service

Recently I was out of town to attend a conference which ran for several days. I was staying in the upmarket hotel that was hosting the event. Mrs Apple came with me even though she was not involved in the actual conference. She likes to meet some of the other wives who attend and partake in a little retail therapy. I was a little disappointed that she was accompanying me as I had hoped to meet some female attendees and indulge in some hot, no strings, lust. These events are always full of lonely travellers who are looking for the quick thrill of an anonymous encounter with someone they won’t see again. Needless to say I was not prepared for what occurred.

We checked into our room in the evening, and after a comfortable night’s sleep in the large king sized bed we headed down to breakfast. After breakfast Mrs A headed out for shopping with a few of the other lady partners. The seminar didn't commence until that evening and I had to work on a presentation that I was delivering the following day. I was going to go to the business centre of the hotel to work but since I had everything I needed in our room I decided to work there instead. I am so glad that I did.

I was working at the desk in my room when there was a knock on the door.
“Housekeeping”, a voice yelled and a few seconds later I heard the beep of the electronic lock and the door opened. It was the maid and she looked startled to see me.
“Sorry”, she said “I’ll come back later.”
“It’s OK,” I replied “I’ll try not to get in your way.” And I gave her a smile. She smiled back and her whole face lit up.

She was quite attractive and I gave her bonus points for the smile. She was about 30 I guessed, and was of medium build and height. I will call her ‘Sadie’ after ‘Sadie, the cleaning lady’. Sadie busied herself for a while cleaning the bathroom and changing the towels, then she moved into the main area of the room. She dusted and tidied and several times she brushed past me as she moved around the place. She wore a lovely, floral fragrance that reminded me of flowers on a warm, tropical night. I found it very alluring. I kept looking up from my notes to see where she was, and each time I did I saw that she had been looking at me. She would smile and coyly look away. I got the impression that she was interested in me and I found that to be very appealing. My confidence was growing, as was another bodily appendage and so I felt bold enough to make a move. When she came and stood next to me to check the mini bar I dropped my hand down and lightly traced my fingers along the back of her thigh. I think I took her a little by surprise but she quickly got herself back under control, turned to me and quietly asked “Would you like some extra room service?”
Now I was on the back foot and I stammered an answer “Yes, of course. How much extra will that cost?” Damn! The words were out and I wished I could take that last bit back. I thought it made her sound like a cheap whore. If it bothered her, she didn't let on. She just smiled that beautiful smile and replied “The first one is on the house.”
“Are we talking about the same thing?” I asked.
“I’m sure we are,” she whispered and she reached down and stroked the front of my pants. I could feel my cock growing in my pants and I am sure she could too.

I turned on my chair to face her and she went down on her knees in front of me. She unzipped the front of my trousers and pulled my cock out through the fly. By now it had grown to it’s full length and it stuck out stiffly from the front of my pants. I leaned back in my chair and opened my legs as she came closer and put her mouth around my cock. Holding it with one hand she began to slide her mouth up and down my shaft. I moaned and slid a little lower in the chair. She looked at me with her big, dark eyes and I could sense that she smiled again even though her mouth was full of cock. Noisily and enthusiastically she slurped and sucked me and I could feel her saliva running down to my balls. She gave wonderful head and all I wanted to do was shoot my cum into her mouth, to see it dribble from her lips and drip from her chin as she struggled to swallow the hot torrent, but I also wanted to get a peek at her pussy so I lifted her head from my lap and stood up. She stood as well and I picked her up and placed her across the bed. I unbuttoned her blouse and pushed her white, lacy bra up over her tits. They were beautiful creamy white orbs with dark brown nipples. Caressing and squeezing them, I sucked and licked at the nipples. I could taste her perfume on her skin and the scent was arousing. Kissing down her stomach I reached her skirt which I lifted up to reveal slim, pale thighs with a pair of brief white panties. The crotch of the panties was soaked and the thin fabric had become almost see through. She had a small patch of tight dark curls above her slit but the rest of her pussy was shaved clean. I pressed my face up against her panties and inhaled. I love the smell of a freshly aroused pussy. I licked her lips through the cloth and I could taste her sweetness. She was delicious. I sucked and licked her for a few minutes through her panties before pulling them aside and revealing her splendid fruit. Using a finger to spread her folds I began to lick at her pussy. Her hips rose off the bed as I pushed my tongue into her. Her swollen clit needed some attention so I began to lick that while I slid a finger into her. A second finger went in as I sucked her clit and I opened and closed my fingers to massage and stretch her depths. The bucking of her hips increased and she had her hands on my head, holding me against her soaking cunt. I knew I had to fuck her now.

I stood up and undid my pants letting them fall to the floor. As I did this she rolled over and got on her hands and knees. She wanted it doggie style and who was I to argue with a woman in need? I pulled her to the edge of the bed and flipped her skirt up over her hips. Her panties were already askew but I tugged them to one side to gain access to her dripping pussy. Holding her hips with one hand I used the other to rub the head of my cock along her wet slit. It slid easily between her slippery lips and found no resistance as I pushed it into her. One long push, right up to the hilt and then I slowly withdrew until my cock was just about to leave her and then all the way back in. Both hands now grabbed her hips and I moved her back and forth as I fucked her with an easy slow rhythm. I think she was enjoying it because she arched her back and pushed her hips back against my thrusts. I looked down at her soft white buttocks with the tight button of her anus. How I would have loved to fuck that tight little hole but I didn't think this was the time or place. Instead I rubbed my thumbs between her cheeks, massaging her anus while I held her hips tightly. I pushed a hand down between our bodies, between her legs. I could feel her juice on my hard shaft as I rode her. Further around I found her clit and I started to rub it with slippery fingers. She responded immediately by thrusting harder against me. She was close, and then her cunt spasmed and gripped my cock. She threw her head back and moaned as I ground my cock into her and worked her clit. Waves of pleasure ran through her pussy and I rode each one as I reached my climax. With one last thrust I shot a load of hot cum into her satisfied hole.

I stayed in her until my shuddering stopped,. I wanted to make sure she got every last drop of my seed. Then I collapsed onto the bed next to her. We lay there for a few minutes, looking at each other and probably wondering how we had gotten to this stage in only a short period of time. She was the first to move, sitting up and starting to straighten her clothes.
“I must get back to work,” she smiled “I still have a few more to do.”
I wasn't sure if she meant rooms or guests. I stood and pulled my trousers back up. Sadie scooped up the sheets off the bed.
“A change of linen might be in order,” she laughed as she walked toward the door. It was only the that I realised that the door was still open, held there by her cart which was parked across the threshold. Anybody could have peered in and seen us, including my wife if she had returned from her shopping. I am sure that Sadie knew this and that it just increased the thrill for her. She changed the bed clothes, collected her cleaning equipment and then left the room. No good-byes, no thank you’s, not even a flash of that award winning smile. I quickly showered in case Mrs A came home earlier than expected. I couldn't have her picking up on Sadie’s perfume or the smell of her freshly fucked cunt. How would I explain those smells on my person?

I was at the hotel for a further 4 days, but I didn't see Sadie again during this time. The conference kept me from my room most of the time and each time I quickly popped up to see if I could catch her, she wasn't there. I looked around the corridors on several different floors and while I saw many pretty house-keepers, none of them was Sadie. The thought of her having to finish her shift wearing wet panties and with my cum still inside her makes me hard even as I think about it now. I wonder if she enjoyed the aroma of our fucking for the rest of her day?

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Eve - The Finale

So here we were, laying naked next to each other on the bed. I didn't want to stare at her but I couldn't stop my eyes from feasting on the banquet of beauty that lay before me. I reached over and touched her. She was real. I ran my hand over her small firm breast and it felt good. I squeezed her rosy pink nipple and it tightened a little between my fingers. She leaned toward me and we began to kiss.

Basic desire took over and our hands began to explore each other's bodies. I held her face as we kissed and then ran my hands down over her shoulders to her chest. I fondled and rubbed her breasts before leaning down to kiss one. Eve lifted my face back up to hers and we kissed again. Her hands were rubbing my chest and teasing my nipples, then she slid her hand south to my cock. It was rigid and hard and she lightly ran her fingers along my shaft. I moaned slightly and she wrapped her fingers around my pulsing cock and squeezed. It felt like heaven, and then she began to work her hand up and down my member. "Oh my god", how good it felt.

She stopped kissing me and looked down at my cock.
"I want to suck you", she whispered.
"Be my guest", I thought, but she didn't need an invitation. She was already on her way. Holding my cock in her fist she began to lick at the head. Precum was oozing out and her tongue lapped at it the way a kitten laps milk. Then she opened her lips and slid them over the head. Her tongue swirled and she sucked at my throbbing member. I could feel it growing bigger if that was at all possible. The skin seemed stretched to splitting point. She took more and more of me into her mouth, sucking me up and down while one hand held the shaft and the other gently massaged my balls. My arousal grew and my hips were rocking in time with her motion. She had me fully in her mouth now and she was working the whole of my cock with her tongue and lips. I could feel myself building to a climax but I didn't want it to end just yet. I reached down to her face and lifted it away from my cock.
"My turn", I said and she smiled at me.

She rolled onto her back and I went to her breasts. They were small and firm, just right for her body. I cupped them and ran my fingers over the nipples, then I kissed one and sucked the nipple into my mouth. Running my tongue over the soft pink bud I could feel it harden. The other responded the same way when I attended to it. After a few minutes of teasing her nipples I began to kiss my way down her torso. Past her belly button I arrived at a light crop of ginger pubic hair. It was soft and short and I could see her moist slit lying within. She parted her legs and I sat between them. Kissing and nibbling her inner thighs I worked closer and closer to her pussy. Then I parted her ginger hair and kissed her wet lips. Her juices were flowing and she gasped as I opened her folds. Slowly I licked her from pussy to clit with a broad soft tongue, just as a child would savour that first lick of an ice-cream. She gasped again as my tongue ran over her clit. I worked her, long and slow at first, building to shorter, faster licks, and finally quick flicks over her swollen clit. I slid a finger into her, and then two and began to finger fuck her as I sucked her clit into my mouth. Her hips were thrusting back and forth and it became harder to maintain contact with her clit. Her hands had started by holding my head but were now at her breasts as she tweaked and played with her nipples. Suddenly she gave a long, low moan and her pussy gripped at my fingers. I licked at her clit and she came in a shuddering, moaning orgasm. Her pussy pulsated and her juices ran over my fingers and hand as her hips fell back to the bed.

She wanted me in her straight away and she pulled me up from between her legs. My cock slid easily into her soft, wet cunt and I started to fuck her. She rocked back and forth and ran her hands down my back and up my chest. I was so turned on and I began to pound my cock into her. I could feel my balls hitting against her and I could hear the sound of a satisfied cunt taking a hard fuck. She felt so good and I could still taste her on my lips as I drove myself into her, harder and faster. Then everything seemed to stop. I was about to come. I wanted to pull out and shoot my load across her belly but I just couldn't co-ordinate it. I was lost in the moment and suddenly I was grunting as my hot seed was pumped into her. It seemed unending as I ground myself into her but eventually it stopped. She pulled me down onto her and kissed me.
"Thank you", she whispered.

We lay there for a while, basking in the afterglow and touching each other tenderly, but eventually we had to get up, shower and get dressed. After all, we did have to vacate the room by a certain time. Eve told me she had had the most intense orgasm that she could remember and that her husband had never treated her like that. It was an afternoon she would remember for a long time. I said pretty much the same thing and that today was especially memorable. We both agreed that this would be the first of many such encounters. We let ourselves out of the room and kissed as we locked the door. Eve went to return the key and collect her deposit as I walked across the car park to my car.

I never saw Eve again after that day. I spoke to her once on the phone a few days later and she was having a hard time justifying what we had done. She was feeling terribly guilty and while not regretting our meeting, she didn't think she could do it again. I often think about Eve and how she is going. I still have her number and maybe I will call her one day. Me, I had a few guilty thoughts afterward but the sheer thrill of it all far out weighed the negatives. The genie was out of the bottle and there was no going back. I had to have more of this wonderful experience and I would actively seek it out from now on.

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Eve - part 2

A short time after our initial meeting I received a message from Eve to say that she had seen all the prospective candidates that appealed to her and she had made her final choice. Was I still interested in getting together for some discreet fun? Was I what! I had to pinch myself to believe that this was real. We agreed on a day and Eve said she would call back with the final details. As the day approached Eve told me that she had secured a motel room for a few hours and I was to meet her there at the agreed time. Everything was set to go and I have to confess that I never once thought about cancelling or postponing the meeting.

The day arrived and I got to the motel a few minutes early with my heart pounding in my chest. I was parking the car when a text message advised me that Eve had just arrived and was in room 17. I walked across the car park and knocked on the door marked 17. Eve opened the door and let me in. She looked exactly as I remembered her and my cock began to twitch in my pants in anticipation. The motel room was small but adequate and contained everything that I thought we would need, bed, bathroom, toilet, along with a table and TV. Eve locked the door and sat back at the table where her bag was.
“I am so nervous”, she said. “I have never done anything like this before.”
“Neither have I,” I replied “I’m a bit nervous, too, but I don’t want to back out either,’ I confessed.
Eve looked at me and smiled. We spent a few minutes sitting at the table making small talk and I don’t think either one of us knew how to take the next step and get things started. Suddenly Eve stood up and stated she was going to the bathroom.
“Oh my God,” I thought. “What is she going to do? Is she changing into something sexy? Is she undressing completely? Should I be undressed when she comes back?”
A multitude of thoughts raced through my brain and the most I could manage to do was to move over and sit on the side of the bed. Eve emerged a few minutes later, dressed exactly as she was before, and said “that feels better.” Thank goodness I was still dressed. She came over and sat on the end of the bed.
“Let’s do this if we are going to,” she said “Or we will run out of time.”

She stood up and pulled her T-shirt over her head and dropped it on the floor. Then she unclasped her bra and dropped it onto the T-shirt. Quick as a wink she undid her slacks, let them fall to her ankles and stepped out of them. Then her brief white panties went the same way. She was naked and she walked around to the other side of the bed, pulled the covers back and lay on the white sheet. I tried not to stare. I wanted to appear natural, like I saw naked women all the time, but in truth this was the first fully naked woman apart from my wife that I had seen in over 15 years. I pulled off my shirt and then undid my shorts and let them drop. Only then did I realise that I still had my shoes on and I hurriedly unlaced them and kicked them off. My rock hard cock was thrusting against the front of my undershorts so I released it and dropped my undies into the pile of clothes. Eve was watching me and I hoped she liked what she saw. I lay down next to her, about to experience what I had wished for…

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Eve - part 1

It only seems right that I should call my first lady friend ‘Eve’. She was the one who lead this poor boy astray by offering him a bite of the forbidden fruit. Not that I am entirely innocent. I could have refused, but it was something that I wanted to do and I leapt at the opportunity and seized it with both hands.

Eve came to my attention when I saw an ad that she had placed in the personal columns of the local paper. It read;
Slim man 35 - 40 wanted by married lady for fun, discreet times.

I shouldn't have been looking, but I was and once it had caught my eye I couldn't get it out of my mind. So a day or 2 later when Mrs Apple was out of the house I dialled the number and left a message. A text message came back and events were under way. Eve had a short list of about 6 guys from the ones who had called her and she met them separately to check their suitability. We met one afternoon to have a cup of coffee and to check each other out. Eve was a nice, demure lady of around 35 years. She was slim and had a large mop of red frizzy hair. I liked her and found her quite easy to chat to. All the while, as we sat sipping coffee and making small talk, I was trying to imagine what she looked like naked.
What would her breasts look like?
What about her pussy? Would it be shaved, trim, or wild?
What would she be like in bed? Was she a screamer or did she keep it to herself?
And how would those lips feel if she wrapped them around my cock?

At the time I could only imagine these things, and although I was hoping, I wasn't to know that soon all would be revealed to me as Eve made her choice…

Friday, September 21, 2007

About The Garden of Eden

In general, the Garden of Eden is not a bad place to live. I have a wife and two beautiful children. From the outside everything looks rosy and many people envy what I have. I love my wife and kids but lately something is driving me to want more. That drive has become so great that I have stepped over the line and sampled the forbidden fruit of another man's wife. It was so enjoyable and intoxicating that I have done it many times since, and with different wives. Each one was special in her own way, but like an addict I had to have another, and then another. There are so many women out there that want more than they already have and I feel compelled to find them and supply them with all that they need.
I know that sounds like a blurb for a lame porn site, but that is how my life has been for the last 2 years or so. No one woman has been enough to stop me wandering and I continue to seek out others. I have no idea why I feel like this and I know that ultimately it cannot end well, but still I can't stop. I hope this blog will be therapeutic as I confess my terrible acts.

Thursday, September 20, 2007


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