Jenny’s house of fun.

[Japansurfer]

Dear Diary,

What the fuck was that?
Something loud crashed into a window downstairs. Woke up with a pounding heart, ran naked downstairs and saw… nothing. Still no idea what it was, but it was not a pleasant way to wake up.
Checking on my daughter and she is totally passed out. I swear to god if we had earthquake’s in Minnesota she would sleep through that too. Not complaining, it comes in handy
Anyway, here I am, wide awake.
What’s up with you Diary? Any hot dates lately?
Fucked any of the books you hang out with?

Fuck it, I’m gonna masturbate.

I hate those moments - bolt upright and awake. Once that happens no getting back to sleep


masturbation the only solution

 

[sister jenny]

 

[TageRyche]

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If I was the one taking that photo, they'd likely be feeling a rainstorm from above as I'd be exploding in excitation in seeing and taking photos of this.

 

[Norfolkguy49]

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Room for 4th ?

 

[EricaAnna]

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Want!

 

[sister jenny]

Want!

Its on top of my list right now.

 

[13Fantasies]

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I was always bad at geometry. But suddenly I'm willing to study!

 

[EricaAnna]

I was always bad at geometry. But suddenly I'm willing to study!

And here I was a math major in my younger days

 

[Japansurfer]

I love how the blond one is holding her hand in a ‘don’t you dare let go of my tit bitch’ type of move

 

[urbangentleman]

Dear Diary,

I’m back.
Sorry about, had to get off. Laid in the sofa downstairs with my dildo. Fuck, that was great.

Going swimming with my daughter today, then lunch with a friend.
Other than that the day is wide open.

My head feels clear today. No fog, not much darkness and that evil voice telling me I’m useless is happily quiet. This might be a good day.

Seeing my therapist too, which I’m looking forward too. It’s amazing how much better you can feel after a session of talking about hard stuff.

Gonna treat myself to some new teas too, yay!

It’s 6.03
Time for meds.
Make some tea.
Gonna attempt yoga again. My mind was so fucking loud the last time. It was a total disaster.
Time to deepthroat my husband.


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Sorry you hear those voices. With only this content to judge by, you seem pretty incredible juggling motherhood while still being sexy. Don’t ever stop that, the other side of giving up is bleak. Also kudos 420 friendly girl.

 

[sister jenny]

Dear Diary

Total fucking wreck tonight.
Don’t know what happened.
I’m homesick and I miss my mom so much. Christmas is so fucking hard, I just been crying all evening. Sometimes I hate living here, but I know if I moved home I would miss Minneapolis just as much. And my little beautiful girl is Minnesotan and my husband and my life is here.
Don’t why it hit me so hard today.
Fuck I’m crying again.
I want my mom.


So yeah, I am the mood killer tonight. Sorry about that.
Fuck, this sucks.

But at least it’s just homesickness, it’s not the darkness and it’s not me in a dark hole. I’m not going there. Don’t worry.
I’m just sad.
And you guys who follow this trainwreck of a diary know I cry all the time, even when I’m happy.
I’m so fucking sorry.

I called mom earlier and as always she was wonderful, but it just made me miss her more. A whole fucking ocean is too far!

Ok, Jenny get a grip!
Smoke some weed.
Go to bed!

 

[sister jenny]

Sorry you hear those voices. With only this content to judge by, you seem pretty incredible juggling motherhood while still being sexy. Don’t ever stop that, the other side of giving up is bleak. Also kudos 420 friendly girl.

Thank you so much
I needed to hear that!

 

[13Fantasies]

I'm sorry you are homesick.

It has to be worse that it's so far away. I'm sure everyone at home misses you too an goes through the same emotions.

I hope you got some rest and feel better. We all love you too. And we are always here for you. -Hugs-

 

[sister jenny]

Dear Diary

The room is dark, only the light from the street forces it’s way in through the open curtains. The clock on the table show 6.04 and I sneak into the bedroom. My husband is on his back, sleeping deeply. The sheets are tangled around his knees and his limp cock is laying over his stomach.
I crawl up on all four, hoping someone walking their dog sees my exposed asshole through the window. I finger his beautiful cock, let my hand carefully grab it and move it into my open mouth. I lightly suck his head, tasting the salt and sweat. I lick along his shaft, tracing his veins with my tongue before I take as much as I can in my mouth and feel how it is growing, going hard in my mouth.
The head is big and I push it down past my throat, deep throating the whole cock, letting my lips touch his belly. My husband is rockhard now and I feel his hands caressing my hair.
Usually he lets me give him a proper blowjob, but the pushing of his hips tell me it will be more violent this morning. I mentally prepare myself for the assault when I feel both his hands fist my hair hard and at the same time he pushes my head down hard while he forces his hips up against my face.
He starts fucking my mouth and even though there’s been a few years since he could make me gag my eyes tear up and I can feel the tears run down my cheeks.
He pulls my hair really hard and his big cock is deep down my throat when he stops and hold me there in an iron grip. I try to get some air through my nose but it’s getting harder and harder. He lets me go and pulls out his cock together with a long string of saliva that connects my lips with the head of his swollen cock.
-Lay down on your back, his voice is gruff and full of morning gravel.
I rull over and he turn around and place his thighs around my head, leans over and pushes his cock between my wet lips. He then lays down over me with his head between my thighs. I feel his mouth over my bare cunt and it feels like I am on fire. His tongue make its way in my cunt and I push my hips to meet his mouth.
At the same time he starts to fuck my mouth forcefully. I can’t move my head and since he is on top he can bottom out in my mouth on every pump, and when he cums his cock is so deep down my throat it goes straight down into my stomach.

Time to take my meds and make some tea.

Finally friday

 

[13Fantasies]

Dear Diary

The room is dark, only the light from the street forces it’s way in through the open curtains. The clock on the table show 6.04 and I sneak into the bedroom. My husband is on his back, sleeping deeply. The sheets are tangled around his knees and his limp cock is laying over his stomach.
I crawl up on all four, hoping someone walking their dog sees my exposed asshole through the window. I finger his beautiful cock, let my hand carefully grab it and move it into my open mouth. I lightly suck his head, tasting the salt and sweat. I lick along his shaft, tracing his veins with my tongue before I take as much as I can in my mouth and feel how it is growing, going hard in my mouth.
The head is big and I push it down past my throat, deep throating the whole cock, letting my lips touch his belly. My husband is rockhard now and I feel his hands caressing my hair.
Usually he lets me give him a proper blowjob, but the pushing of his hips tell me it will be more violent this morning. I mentally prepare myself for the assault when I feel both his hands fist my hair hard and at the same time he pushes my head down hard while he forces his hips up against my face.
He starts fucking my mouth and even though there’s been a few years since he could make me gag my eyes tear up and I can feel the tears run down my cheeks.
He pulls my hair really hard and his big cock is deep down my throat when he stops and hold me there in an iron grip. I try to get some air through my nose but it’s getting harder and harder. He lets me go and pulls out his cock together with a long string of saliva that connects my lips with the head of his swollen cock.
-Lay down on your back, his voice is gruff and full of morning gravel.
I rull over and he turn around and place his thighs around my head, leans over and pushes his cock between my wet lips. He then lays down over me with his head between my thighs. I feel his mouth over my bare cunt and it feels like I am on fire. His tongue make its way in my cunt and I push my hips to meet his mouth.
At the same time he starts to fuck my mouth forcefully. I can’t move my head and since he is on top he can bottom out in my mouth on every pump, and when he cums his cock is so deep down my throat it goes straight down into my stomach.

Time to take my meds and make some tea.

Finally friday



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Lucky bastard

 

[EricaAnna]

Dear Diary

Total fucking wreck tonight.
Don’t know what happened.
I’m homesick and I miss my mom so much. Christmas is so fucking hard, I just been crying all evening. Sometimes I hate living here, but I know if I moved home I would miss Minneapolis just as much. And my little beautiful girl is Minnesotan and my husband and my life is here.
Don’t why it hit me so hard today.
Fuck I’m crying again.
I want my mom.


So yeah, I am the mood killer tonight. Sorry about that.
Fuck, this sucks.

But at least it’s just homesickness, it’s not the darkness and it’s not me in a dark hole. I’m not going there. Don’t worry.
I’m just sad.
And you guys who follow this trainwreck of a diary know I cry all the time, even when I’m happy.
I’m so fucking sorry.

I called mom earlier and as always she was wonderful, but it just made me miss her more. A whole fucking ocean is too far!

Ok, Jenny get a grip!
Smoke some weed.
Go to bed!


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*big big huuuuuuugs*

 

[MischiefMakerAlways]

Dear Diary

Total fucking wreck tonight.
Don’t know what happened.
I’m homesick and I miss my mom so much. Christmas is so fucking hard, I just been crying all evening. Sometimes I hate living here, but I know if I moved home I would miss Minneapolis just as much. And my little beautiful girl is Minnesotan and my husband and my life is here.
Don’t why it hit me so hard today.
Fuck I’m crying again.
I want my mom.


So yeah, I am the mood killer tonight. Sorry about that.
Fuck, this sucks.

But at least it’s just homesickness, it’s not the darkness and it’s not me in a dark hole. I’m not going there. Don’t worry.
I’m just sad.
And you guys who follow this trainwreck of a diary know I cry all the time, even when I’m happy.
I’m so fucking sorry.

I called mom earlier and as always she was wonderful, but it just made me miss her more. A whole fucking ocean is too far!

Ok, Jenny get a grip!
Smoke some weed.
Go to bed!


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As someone who spent a long time far from home, I understand your sorrow. It's been a long ass time, but there was a point I was in a shitty place and was being told it was looking likely that I wasn't going to be home for Thanksgiving, let alone Christmas that year. It would have been the first Christmas I would have been separated from my kids. Thankfully, i made it home the week of Thanksgiving.

The distance is hard, and I'm sorry for that.

Dear Diary

The room is dark, only the light from the street forces it’s way in through the open curtains. The clock on the table show 6.04 and I sneak into the bedroom. My husband is on his back, sleeping deeply. The sheets are tangled around his knees and his limp cock is laying over his stomach.
I crawl up on all four, hoping someone walking their dog sees my exposed asshole through the window. I finger his beautiful cock, let my hand carefully grab it and move it into my open mouth. I lightly suck his head, tasting the salt and sweat. I lick along his shaft, tracing his veins with my tongue before I take as much as I can in my mouth and feel how it is growing, going hard in my mouth.
The head is big and I push it down past my throat, deep throating the whole cock, letting my lips touch his belly. My husband is rockhard now and I feel his hands caressing my hair.
Usually he lets me give him a proper blowjob, but the pushing of his hips tell me it will be more violent this morning. I mentally prepare myself for the assault when I feel both his hands fist my hair hard and at the same time he pushes my head down hard while he forces his hips up against my face.
He starts fucking my mouth and even though there’s been a few years since he could make me gag my eyes tear up and I can feel the tears run down my cheeks.
He pulls my hair really hard and his big cock is deep down my throat when he stops and hold me there in an iron grip. I try to get some air through my nose but it’s getting harder and harder. He lets me go and pulls out his cock together with a long string of saliva that connects my lips with the head of his swollen cock.
-Lay down on your back, his voice is gruff and full of morning gravel.
I rull over and he turn around and place his thighs around my head, leans over and pushes his cock between my wet lips. He then lays down over me with his head between my thighs. I feel his mouth over my bare cunt and it feels like I am on fire. His tongue make its way in my cunt and I push my hips to meet his mouth.
At the same time he starts to fuck my mouth forcefully. I can’t move my head and since he is on top he can bottom out in my mouth on every pump, and when he cums his cock is so deep down my throat it goes straight down into my stomach.

Time to take my meds and make some tea.

Finally friday



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So, was this a good thing, or just something you endured?

 

[sister jenny]

*big big huuuuuuugs*

Thank you so much!!

 

[sister jenny]

As someone who spent a long time far from home, I understand your sorrow. It's been a long ass time, but there was a point I was in a shitty place and was being told it was looking likely that I wasn't going to be home for Thanksgiving, let alone Christmas that year. It would have been the first Christmas I would have been separated from my kids. Thankfully, i made it home the week of Thanksgiving.

The distance is hard, and I'm sorry for that.

Thank you so much!
Its the holidays! Im usually fine.
This time it just hit me so hard.

So, was this a good thing, or just something you endured?

A good thing
I like it, and its always good with hubby.
Thanks for your concern.

 

[MischiefMakerAlways]

Thank you so much!
Its the holidays! Im usually fine.
This time it just hit me so hard.

I understand! Big hugs, and focus on the fun with your little one. Holidays are always more fun through their eyes.

A good thing
I like it, and its always good with hubby.
Thanks for your concern.

Glad to hear it! Sounds like a lot of fun, too.

 

[EricaAnna]

Thank you so much!!

You're always welcome baby

 

[lovecraft68]

 

[sister jenny]

This is one of those books that has followed me through my life. I’ve always been fascinated and drawn to insanity and mental breakdowns, probably because of my own fucked up brain.

The apartment where Robert lived when he wrote this book is one of the first places I visited when I moved to Minneapolis.
And now we live not very far from there.

The book is about philosophy, the concept of ”quality”, a road trip on motorcycles, a father and a son and a mental breakdown that lead to insanity and electroconvulsive therapy.
It’s not an easy read and I have not always been strong enough to get through it.

 

[EricaAnna]

This is one of those books that has followed me through my life. I’ve always been fascinated and drawn to insanity and mental breakdowns, probably because of my own fucked up brain.

The apartment where Robert lived when he wrote this book is one of the first places I visited when I moved to Minneapolis.
And now we live not very far from there.

The book is about philosophy, the concept of ”quality”, a road trip on motorcycles, a father and a son and a metal breakdown that lead to insanity and electroconvulsive therapy.
It’s not an easy read and I have not always been strong enough to get through it.


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You're tastes in books are electric and fascinating, I'm going to have read some of these sometime.

 

[urbangentleman]

Dear Diary

The room is dark, only the light from the street forces it’s way in through the open curtains. The clock on the table show 6.04 and I sneak into the bedroom. My husband is on his back, sleeping deeply. The sheets are tangled around his knees and his limp cock is laying over his stomach.
I crawl up on all four, hoping someone walking their dog sees my exposed asshole through the window. I finger his beautiful cock, let my hand carefully grab it and move it into my open mouth. I lightly suck his head, tasting the salt and sweat. I lick along his shaft, tracing his veins with my tongue before I take as much as I can in my mouth and feel how it is growing, going hard in my mouth.
The head is big and I push it down past my throat, deep throating the whole cock, letting my lips touch his belly. My husband is rockhard now and I feel his hands caressing my hair.
Usually he lets me give him a proper blowjob, but the pushing of his hips tell me it will be more violent this morning. I mentally prepare myself for the assault when I feel both his hands fist my hair hard and at the same time he pushes my head down hard while he forces his hips up against my face.
He starts fucking my mouth and even though there’s been a few years since he could make me gag my eyes tear up and I can feel the tears run down my cheeks.
He pulls my hair really hard and his big cock is deep down my throat when he stops and hold me there in an iron grip. I try to get some air through my nose but it’s getting harder and harder. He lets me go and pulls out his cock together with a long string of saliva that connects my lips with the head of his swollen cock.
-Lay down on your back, his voice is gruff and full of morning gravel.
I rull over and he turn around and place his thighs around my head, leans over and pushes his cock between my wet lips. He then lays down over me with his head between my thighs. I feel his mouth over my bare cunt and it feels like I am on fire. His tongue make its way in my cunt and I push my hips to meet his mouth.
At the same time he starts to fuck my mouth forcefully. I can’t move my head and since he is on top he can bottom out in my mouth on every pump, and when he cums his cock is so deep down my throat it goes straight down into my stomach.

Time to take my meds and make some tea.

Finally friday



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Phhhuuuuck! If my wife were a 10th like this, i wouldn’t be typing this. I’m glad your man knows how to use you when you need that.

Put me in the envy column you brilliant, well written goddess!