another picture of Linda…she always did like to be controled…
Old girlfriend…
February 22nd, 2010married to barbara—-part-12-of-12
February 19th, 2010
Married to Barbara
Part-12-of-12
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Barbara——By the time we finished eating, we were getting along so well that I offered to let her use my shower and the mosquito free couch in my room to sleep on. ……After a quick trip back to their camp for her things, she was merrily shampooing her hair in my shower… Since she left the bathroom door open I felt free to go and take a piss… I guess she liked me in there with her because when she heard me, she invited me to stay and talk to her while she showered. ..As I watch her outline through the shower curtain as she soaped her shapely body, I realized that, two orgasms or not, there was still life left in the old cock. .. Who knows what would have happened.. .. She was just stepping out of the shower into a huge bath towel that I was holding for her, when her asshole husband picked that moment to start banging on the door. …… Apparently his wife hadn’t bothered to tell him that she’d already eaten or that she was going to sleep on my couch, because he wanted me to tell her that their crappy (my word not his) supper was ready. .. I directed him to the bathroom… He didn’t seem to mind that she’d already eaten. .. I couldn’t hear all that was said, but apparently he was unhappy though about her sleeping arrangements. .. After he left, she came out of the bathroom wearing a housecoat. … She’d just opened her housecoat to show me her skimpy nightgown and sexy panties, when her dumb ass husband started beating on the door again. … As I answered the door she ran back into the bathroom. ..This time when she came out she was wearing my big terrycloth bathrobe. … He was all upset and miserable… He didn’t think it was fair for his wife to be sleeping inside on a comfortable couch while he was sleeping outside with the mesquites… I told him tough shit; I only had one couch and one bed. ..The asshole had the gall to suggest that I could take the couch and let he and wife take the bed… I told him that he was full of shit and that there was no way in hell that I was giving up my bed… He and his wife went out side and had a little argument. … When she came back in she said as much as she hated it, she was going to have to sleep outside with her husband.. .. She was a nice lady, so rather than subject her to that, I agreed to let her stupid fucking husband stay in the room too… Instead of her sleeping on the couch and him the floor, he brought in their camp cots… Somehow her cot was placed near my bed. .. After the lights were out, she reached over a put my hand on her pussy. .. I couldn’t believe how soft and silky her pubic hair felt. .. Even though I didn’t get to fuck her I was able to finger her to an orgasm before we went to sleep. .. He didn’t schedule restaurant meals into their budget, so the next morning I treated her to breakfast at the restaurant while he burnt his on the open fire. .. I’ll say one thing he was a nervy bastard. .. He hinted around that if I was buying his wife breakfast, that I should buy his too. .. Sunday afternoon, I loaned him my air tank so he could stay underwater for a long time. …Then his wife and I went back to the cabin to load up all our stuff. .. We’d gotten everything loaded and went back inside for one last check. .. Once the door was shut his wife and I had just shared a very passionate kiss. ..Then she sat down on the bed and pulled down the front of my wet suit. .. She was just putting my cock in her mouth, when Bonnie, my brother’s girlfriend smashed open the door and came barging into my room. .. Needless to say that ended my blowjob. .. When we were alone, Bonnie told me that she’d had an idea what we were up to. .. She didn’t care if I fucked the girl or not, she just wanted to warn me that her husband was on the way to the room to pack their car. .. Even though she slipped me her number and I called her a couple of times, I never did get to fuck her. ..It was a shame too, because she had a tight little pussy. .. I guess her husband suspected something and was jealous because after that he wouldn’t even let her go to the grocery store alone.
divorced—-part-7-of-7
February 13th, 2010
Divorced
Part-7-of-7 *
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Wanda——Wanda had a strange fetish…she liked to hold my cock while I pissed…at first she’d stand beside me and hold it…then she started to really get into it…she’d sit down on the bathtub, grab my cock and run the spray around in the commode like she was using a water hose…then she started throwing a cigarette but in the commode and play sink the battle ship with my spray…one night in between rounds of sex Wanda got up buck naked and went to the kitchen to get us a beer…when she stayed gone too long I put on my robe and went in search of her…I found her (still buck naked) sitting on the couch drinking her beer and bull-shitting with my teenage son and 4 or 5-of his football buddies…needless to say the boys were all getting an eye full…with a laugh, I took my beer from her and went back in the bedroom…when she finally re-joined me, showing off for the hot-little boys (actually they were seniors) made her so hot that she fucked my brains out…
divorced—-part-6-of-7
February 6th, 2010Divorced
Part-6-of-7
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More Wanda——Once we were sated, Wanda told me why she liked to be spanked… Her father was a 6-foot 4-inch very strict Baptist preacher… He didn’t really like his daughters dating, so he was very strict about their curfews… Anyway one Friday night she got home about 15-minutes late… He father was furious… as soon as she walked in the door, he grabbed her and ripped off her skirt…the sound of him ripping off his belt, scared her so bad that she tried to run…he grabbed her by the wrist and as she ran in a circle around him, he lashed her across her panty covered ass with his belt…the 3rd-time he lashed her, she had her first orgasm…by the time he finished with her, she’d cummed 3 or 4- more times and her knees were so weak she almost couldn’t stand up…she was still so frightened that if I unthinkingly yanked my belt off in a aggressive manner, she would pee her panties… We fucked until 4-o’clock in the morning…we must have done everything but swing from the light fixture…I was up by 6 and on the way to work…When I got home at 4:30 the next day, she was sitting on my steps waiting for me… We went out and grabbed a bite to eat and were back in my bed 6:30… Again we fucked until 4:00…then again on Tuesday she was waiting on my steps…again supper and fucking until 4:00…Wednesday, there she was again…this time I asked her if she thought I was superman? …I told her that I’d had less than 5-hours sleep in the last 3-nights…I told her that I was exhausted and I was going to bed…She took me to super, gave me a bubble bath, and then tucked me into bed………After that it was fuck for 3-nights…sleep 1…I think we kept that up for about 3-months…then she moved back to Odessa and back to her husband ….. When it came to sex there was nothing she wouldn’t do…one night while I was in bed with Wanda another girlfriend called up and wanted to come over…as a lark, I tied up and gagged Wanda and propped her up in my walk-in closet so that she had an unobstructed view of my bed… then I went and picked up Margie and brought her to my apartment…then I spent 2-hours fucking Margie with Wanda watching…by the time we finished I’d ate Margie’s pussy, she’d sucked my cock, and I’d fucked her dog-style until she almost passed out from the massive orgasms…between the 2-of us the air was thick with the aroma of sex…when I got back from taking Margie home and untied Wanda, she was so aroused that she was a mad woman for about 2-hours…she jerked my pants open and sucked me off right there in the closet…I hadn’t showered so the taste of Margie on my cock drove her crazy…then she drug me too my bed and mounted me cowgirl-style and rode me like a bucking bronco…by the time that she was sated I was numb from the waist down… During this period I had a very young daughter, that my ex-wife thought nothing of leaving at home alone at night while she went out…consequent even if I was in bed having sex I had to answer the phone in case my daughter was having an emergency…So what’s the deal about girls liking to give me head while I was on the phone? … My ex-Barbara, Wanda, and Linda just to name a few would have my cock in their mouth almost as soon as I said, “Hello.”…Even one-nightstands would go down on me while I was on the phone…
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divorced—-part-5-of-7
February 4th, 2010
divorce—-part-4-of-7
February 3rd, 2010
Divorced
Part-4-of-7** surprised
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Wanda——The only true redhead that I ever dated was Wanda…Wanda was bi-sexual and totally kinky…she was into almost everything including bondage and spanking…Her is an excerpt from ‘The Abduction,’ that is based on the fist time I fucked Wanda. We’d known each other and our families had gone to church together since junior high. I had actually dated her sister, Liz and my younger brother had gone out with her a few times. We’d both married and had kid’s and I hadn’t seen her for several years…. then one day I was walking down the hall at work and ran into her an a personal rep…I spoke but since she was obviously taking care of business I kept walking…Wanda chased me down and got my phone number…the next day I had four wisdom teeth pulled so didn’t go to work that week…Sunday I worked over time and had just gotten home, when I got a call from her that she wanted to come to my apartment and show me her new blue Mustang……When she came over I took her to a quiet neighborhood bar so I could buy her a couple of drinks and then get rid of her. While we were having a drink she asked me if I remembered when she and my brother and her sister and I went on a double date? As the custom in those days, we went to a drive-in. when the girls went to the restroom, as a joke my brother and I switched places… I had the dome light disconnected and we were parked in a dark area…so when the girls came back, Liz jumped in the front with my brother and Wanda jumped in the back with me…as soon as Wanda got in I started making out with her…in the dark she couldn’t tell the difference between us…but as soon as I kissed her she knew that it wasn’t my brother…I guess she liked the way I kissed because she didn’t want to switch back…when Liz discovered that we’d switched places, she threw a little tantrum until we switched back…when she reminded me of the incident she told me that making out with me ‘woke up womanly’ feelings that she’d never experienced before…even though it’d been a good 15-years, she still wondered what it would be like to sleep with me…then she asked, “Are we going to sit here wasting out time drinking and talking , or are we going to your apartment and fuck?”…We were in bed within 15-minutes (5 o’clock)…As we lay down she immediately climbed in the middle of the bed and I slid over next to her… Taking her in my arms I began to kiss her on the lips and her moist lips parted and her supple tongue swooped into my mouth… As our tongues danced, my hands caressed her still sensitive breasts… I loved the feel of her firm breasts and nipples… Eagerly I moved down to her nipples and started sucking on them… When I moved my hand down and stroked her pussy, she eagerly bucked her hips against my hand… Letting go of her nipple, I started to kiss my way down her firm muscular belly towards her pussy… When I got there I marveled at the little turf of red hair she still had above her slit… It was the prettiest pussy that I’d ever seen and the only true redhead that I ever fucked…Going between her legs, I spread them as far as I could, and then ran my tongue along the inside of her creamy white thigh… Almost immediately I had my face buried in the only true red head pussy that I ever screwed… And although sparse, Wanda had the softest pubic that I’d ever rubbed my face in… tenderly I kissed the soft, moist flesh of her puffy womanhood and ran my tongue up and down her damp slit… As I savored the sweet, musky taste I found there, she franticly bucked her hips up to meet me… She had a clean, sweet tasting pussy that she adored to have eaten… She was so hot that her pussy quivered as I flicked my tongue between her the dewy folds of her pussy… Her clit throbbed against my nose, as I licked on her pink lips and sucked on her swollen slit, driving her absolutely crazy… Reaching up and spreading her delicate lips, I licked her throbbing nub until Wanda screamed in orgasm… Like all true sensuous women, Wanda was multi orgasmic, into kinky sex, and as we both learned later, bisexual as well… We started out with me kneeling between her legs and her long legs wrapped around my neck and her fingers entwined in my hair as she guided my flicking tongue to her most sensitive spots… As soon as my tongue entered her already wet pussy, Wanda began to moan. A moan that turned into a scream as she simultaneously yanked my face deeper into her hot pussy and clamped her legs tighter around my neck… A deluge of female juices drenching my face accompanied her scream… In a fit of total sexual pleasure, she bucked wildly against my face as her body was racked by 3-traumatic orgasms, one right after the other…When we’d caught our breath, Wanda threw me down on the bed and …
divorce—-part-3-of-7
February 2nd, 2010
Divorced
Part-3-of-7
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3-some——After Sharon, I changed apartments a couple of times and wound up in Tree Top…At this point in time I had screwed a lot of girl, but not freaky ones….so when it came to sex I was still very naïve….thanks to Barbara I could give almost any girl multiply orgasms, but I just wasn’t into kink yet… About 5 0’clock I was on the way home from 6-Flags Mall and decided to stop for a cold beer. As I was drinking my beer I looked around and there was only about 5-other customers, all male… 3 that looked like they’d been there since opening time and 2 that looked like they were on the way home from work…I decided that I was a dumbass for wasting my time with a bunch of guys…I had too much to do at home…when I stood up to leave 2-girls came in…they looked around the empty bar and sat down by me…suddenly I wasn’t in such a big hurry to leave……after a couple of drinks I invited the blonde to my apartment for a little fun and games…she wanted to know what we would do with her friend….i said leave her at the bar and I’d bring her back after we played….about an hour later same thing, except I offered to pre-pay for friends drinks…while the blonde and I were talking, the friend was dancing and drinking with a couple of guys so it wasn’t like she would have been alone…about 11, I decided it was a lost cause so I got real bold…she said the problem was her friend didn’t want to stay at the bar…I suggested that she come along and way TV/ movies/ listen to music, her choice while the blonde and I were in the bed room…
divorced–part-2-of-7
February 1st, 2010
Divorced
part-2-of-7
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Sharon——Besides being the dearest and sweetest, she was also probably by far the most brilliant girl that I ever dated… She was extremely well read and knowledgeable about both local and world events… On top of that, she could carry on an interesting and intelligent conversation… When I was dating her, she’d just finished college, and she was a reporter for the local newspaper… Two things caused us to split up… Her fiancé finished collage so she got married and took an executive position at one of LB Johnson’s TV studios in Corpus Christy.. Even though we’d dated for almost a year, she’d been engaged the whole time… The only reason that she didn’t break it off with her fiancé and marry me was because of my kids… Don’t get me wrong, she loved my kids and would baby-sit for me on Saturdays when I had to work… But, she was fresh out of collage and just starting her career and the responsibility of a ready made family was too over whelming for her…that and she was worried about getting caught up in Barbara and my custody battle…Sharon was by no means a virgin the first time that I made love to her but she did have limited experience. ..I refer to it as making love to her, instead of fucking, because that was exactly what I was doing… I was making love to her… She was a cool, willowy beauty with long slim legs, the cutest little apple butt, and sweetest tasting pussy that I’ve ever tasted… I liked to turn her over on her stomach and nibble and kiss the cheeks of her cute butt until she’d start giggling… Then I’d flip her over and eat her pussy… From the way that she acted, I must have either been the first guy to ever eat her pussy or at least the first one to give her an orgasm…After the first time that I ate her to an orgasm, she was content to just lay back and let me eat her pussy for an hour or more… She’d just lie there purring like a kitten as I buried my face in her sweet, sweet pussy… Sporadic shuddering and the loud groan of an orgasm occasionally broke up her purring… The hair on her sweet tasting pussy was as fine and soft as silk, rather that coarse and kinky like Barbara’s big thick bush of pubic hair… It was so soft that I found myself eating her pussy far more than I fucked it just so I could rub my face in her silken pubic hair… One evening I laid her face down over a big padded footstool, so that I could kiss and make love to her fantastic little butt… While I had her there, I spread her legs, and ate her pussy from the back. When I finished she was too spent to move so I knelt behind her and fucked her doggie-style… She went crazy… apparently no one had ever fucked her from the rear before and she loved it… I lost count of her orgasms…By the time that I was finished, the footstool was soaked with her cum, and she was too exhausted to move… As she lay there catching her breath, I filled her bathtub with warm water and bubble bath… Then I picked her up and carried her into the bathroom and laid her in the tub… As she laid there savoring the feel of the warm water, I shampooed her hair and gave her a bath…Then I lifted her out of the tub, dried her off, and tucked her into bed… The next night she wanted me to fuck her doggie style again… She was hooked…There was much more between Sharon and I, than sex… We shared many of the same interests… We both loved to read… We enjoyed movies, collectables and antiques… She was afraid to ride, but she still liked to go out to the pasture with me when it was my turn to feed the horses… We even took walks together…I loved Sharon her with all my heart and soul… If there would have been any way for me to have married her, I would have… But, alas, the decision wasn’t mine to make…
divorced—-part-1-of-7
January 28th, 2010
Divorced
Part-1-of-7
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Sharon——Sharon lived in the partying apartment complex that I moved into when I left Barbara… We became friends, then lovers in a very unusual fashion…Our first conversation was about some nice pieces of pink Depression glass that I had displayed in my window… She warned me that the direct sun light would fade the colors… After that, any time we ran into each other coming and going from our apartments we’d speak… One afternoon when we spoke, I noticed than she looked perplexed…it seems that she was having a problem with an article that she was trying to write… When I heard the subject matter, I started laughing… Then I explained that the reason that she was having a problem was because the story started 20-years ago… I knew because I’d lived in GP since 1951 and knew where all ‘the bodies were buried.’… Then I explain in detail the history leading up to the story she was trying to write… soon she was taking notes…The next afternoon she showed up at my apartment with a 2-page, well researched and well written story, that she wanted me to be the first to read… Her article was marvelous, and she said she owed it all to me…. Without my background she would never have been able to write the article… Unfortunately, her editor didn’t want to anger or offend anyone that might advertise in his paper, so before he ran her article, he removed everything controversial… When the article appeared in print, instead of 2 pages, it was 2-dull paragraphs… From then own, whenever Sharon had an article to write, she’d pick my brain… At the very least, I’d give her a place to start looking…She would write the most fantastic 2 and 3-page articles that, other than the editor, no one but me ever read… Sharon was smart though…Even though the editor chopped up her article, she’d put a copy of the original article in her portfolio… That way, any prospective employers could see what she wrote before it was edited… Judging by the new job that she got, it worked…She was hired to be a Vice-president in Austin at one of Lyndon Johnson’s TV stations…… One of the best stories that she ever wrote involved the ‘Yellowbelly Drag Strip’… A drunken idiot had climbed over an 8-foot retaining wall and gotten himself ran over and killed by a dragster… Without checking the facts, all the local newspapers crucified the drag strip… Sharon called me at work the next day and asks me if I could get her a lead on Chauncey, the girl who owned the Yellow belly?… She had inherited it from O. L. Nelmens…the Texas millionaire famous for covering the state with semi-trailers with ‘Thanks for helping O. L. Nelmens make another million’… Texans loved him for being so gutsy and honest… Sharon was not the type to needless call me at work, so I knew that the story was very important to her… I told her that I’d see what I could find out and call her back….. I immediately called an old friend that I’d known since grade school… Larry D——r and Chauncey had dated for several years and were still good friends… If anyone could get in touch with Chauncey, he could… Because I vouched for Sharon, Chauncey agreed to call Sharon from an untraceable pay phone and give her a phone interview… Sharon impressed Chauncey so much, that they met at Yellowbelly and had a face-to-face interview… Sharon’s story was the only one that told the true story… The idiot that got himself killed had to climb an 8-foot wall that had a sign with 4-foot tall letters warning people of the danger, to do it. You just can’t protect some people from their own stupidity……. Besides being the dearest and sweetest, she was also the…
