So, this last weekend I was cruising and had plans to meet a few PNP Tops, always kind of have two in the works in case one flakes out. Well they BOTH flaked out which was fine, I am kind of at a point where yeah, I love to party but not going to just do that with ANYONE who comes along, there has to be some kind of chemistry there, something I think will become apparent in this blog if not already so.

So it was Friday night, my car was in the shop and I knew it was going to be costly. I was down and out and lonely and as usual I looked to my escape, my outlet of getting out of my life for a night and becoming a willing cum cunt for a sexy man, taking every load he can squirt into me. I always felt that deep down inside the right man would see this as a sort of selfless public service and rather than been seen as a trashy slut maybe someone would see me as I am, someone who just likes to give pleasure and feels it is my duty as a bottom to offer that to tops who require the service. I never have come across an attitude of arrogance about it and think that is misplaced in many ways because, while yes there are an abundance of bottoms out there, people seem to not realize that out of all those 200 bottoms in your area, how many of them are actually willing to let you fuck them?? Of the ones that you fucked, how many come back for more or are even willing to talk to you afterwards?

The following week after a fuck is usually the most critical for that with me. The way a guy will regard contact or whether they are thankful or appreciative for the use of a hairy hole that, lets be fair and realistic here, is pretty damned hot and hairy and hungry, it is clean and takes dick well and the rest of the package is not that bad either! Anyways, a one time fuck is fine, but it better be appropriately labeled as such or I will assume there is potential for more, and if it is labeled as a one timer fuck, well then that's fine but don't expect me to meet again because I set my mind to that is all it was and there is a method to the madness and the way I process sex.

So I met this guy, beefy and cute and seemed pretty outgoing and ready to party and whatever else comes our way! I am going to call him Toes for a reason that will only be known to me, sorry!, I just prefer to keep a little anonymity there. So, Toes picks me up and we get to his place... Right away I wanted to show my appreciation for his hospitality and stripped down naked and sucked his dick a little bit. He packed the pipe and we smoked a good amount which got us ready and hot for what was going to come next.

It was slow at first, just smoking and getting relaxed with each other, and to make a long story short we fucked and partied all night long pretty much. I was pretty spun out and he had to direct me into position at times, after his second load was shot deep in my hole he thankfully rimmed me for a while and was also into some kissing as well. Midway through the session though my hole began to have some problems. I have had issues with Silicone Lube in the past and sometimes it just slips my mind to mention that it can cause an issue. I noticed some slight soreness and burning down there and it prompted me to ask if he was using silicone based lube, which he was and well being the trooper I am I kind of tried to go with it, because he had just lubed up again with it and I am not into wasting good lube. It burned and made my hole real tight which is not good because it is pretty damned tight to begin with it and made it hard for Toes to get back in. We did manage to get two more loads out of him that night but it just was a little rough for me, and I felt bad because we were on such a good roll I bet I could have gotten six loads instead of four from him if not for the issue.

As far as the night went, I know I talked too much and it was because I was very attracted to him, I wanted to give him a complete and full sexual experience, not just a meaningless night of fucking. I know that perhaps he just wanted a meaningless night of fucking but it was hard to know what he wanted beyond a good fuckhole to breed. We have stayed in contact and just yesterday I finally got through the sarcasm and wall of defense to know he did have a good time, yeah shooting four loads is a sign maybe but still nice to know and not just assume!, and wanted to hang out again. The only problem is that my hole is STILL sore, like is has a rash or something that I thought was going away but has taken its time this time. This has happened before and I guess a week or sometimes two is about right but its a mystery as to why it even happens in the first place; maybe its something else entirely that the silicone triggers??? He did let me taste some of his nasty Chempiss in the shower and have it all over my chest and crotch, which I towel dried and wore the stench of while he spent the next 6-8 hours fucking me! Which was hot and unexpected. I definitely like the kinkiness this guy has and hope we can do more one day!

Anyways, I got dropped off and spent the next few hours writing emails and messages to everyone I could, at breakneck speeds to the point my fingers were so freaking sore! Around 1am, I was starting to feel like I needed a rest and was considering taking a benadryl to knock me out for some R&R when I got a message from a guy who wanted to party and rim my ass in his rimchair. I find it incredibly coincidental that I probably told a dozen or so people I couldn't meet because my hole was sore only to finally be approached by the "perfect" scenerio, I sit in the seat, have my hole tongue scrubbed and washed and attented to in the hopes that it might eventually make its recovery happen sooner and possibly get another load. Plus we'd party so it seemed like a win-win situation.

Unfortunately, the guy was less than handsome, his car stank like a musky gym bag of socks but without any of the sweetness of the socks belonging to sexy jocks, it was stale old man gym bag smell if there is any other better way to phrase that it is beyond me.

He seemed like a nice enough easy going guy though, he had a HUGE cock, way thicker and longer than the guy from the night before and that sort of was a weird theme for the weekend, hole gets sore, boy finds a thicker dick than the one before. I honestly didn't like being in that situation, I miss the days of guys having an average dick, using spit or water based lube and breeding me till their nuts hurt! This giant dicks and sore hole business is definitely not my cup of T!

So, I spent literally 10 hours on his uncomfortable rim seat, I know he enjoyed my hole and tasting the muskyness of it although he did catch the sore spots a few times and my legs were REALLY cramping up. It seems no one like to give a massage anymore, which goes a long way for me being able to handle different positions and just not get as many cramps. Towards the end he seemed different. He originally told he'd rim me as long as I wanted and we could party hard and there was no time limit for the most part (of course I didn't want to stay until Monday or Tuesday, but I sort of was ok with the attention my hole was getting and all the nasty dirty talking we were doing about trying stuff and whatnot). He finally got off, and managed to fuck me a little bit, I honestly was so numb from his rimming and the soreness I guess that when I sat on his cock I wasn't even entirely sure it was in me, until I went to get up due to a leg cramp and then I felt it come out, fast and hard. I had to stop and collect myself for a minute. He then had me on the seat while he rimmed me and stroked up a load and quickly got up and plunged his dick into my ass as far as he could, seeding my hole that only a day or two ago has rested enough to open up and start to feel like normal somewhat. It was pretty quickly after that somewhat painful experience that he decided he would take me back home. On the way home he said something that sort of made sense and will most likely curb a lot of my nervous chatterin when I party in the future.

He said, "Most of the time when he parties, the guys hang for 2 hours and then its done with, not for 14 hours". It was his way of saying it went on longer than he wanted it to, although he approached me, knew my hole was sore and that I was looking to hang out and not have a rushed time. He was the one driving also, so he could have ended it any time before that too. Plus he was misleading because he was talking about hanging out again and me coming by to drop loads from my ass into his mouth on a regular basis. It had all the misleading appearances of a possible friendship and ongoing thing but in reality he revealed that he was just talking shit and trying to get his cock in my ass to breed it. Which is cool, just say that, I was willing to try that midway through the night but honestly wasn't going to suggest it because I was sore and knew it would be uncomfortable, but far be it from me to make anyone have a not fun time too! He did tell me how much he loved my hole so I took it at that, and told him a few times I just talk sometimes and you don't have to stop eating my hole to answer. I know that is a nervous/anxiety thing, I want the other person to have a good time and not feel like they are just hanging out with an idiot or something, which sort of defeats that intention I know.

Anyways, I am looking forward to June 9th, where I meet a top that is going to host my second gang bang in Phoenix! It should be a lot easier and less stressful for everyone because I won't feel obligated to make the small talk like I normally do! I have a listing for it up in the Southwest section of the forum if anyone is interested in the details.