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Monday 10:25pm

Nice work on the face stuffing cow. I wish I could have seen her fat face, when you schooled her and shut her down. I grew up in the mid-west and used to take fishing trips with my parents to Wisconsin and Minnesota. I remember swimming in the cold-ass water until my lips turned blue and catching a northern pike on a cane pole.

The 'cutie' is pretty amazing to say the least but as usual, way too young for me to have any serious, long term thoughts about. She looked just like a little pin-up with her low cut jeans cuffed widely at mid calf and tiny, round toed, red, patent leather heels. She wore a button up gingham top with her ample boobs trying to leap out and attack me. She's been spending a lot of time with my 5'-3", bug eyed, mohawk haired, peruvian friend that works the door at the bar and behaves like a horny jack russel terrier with rabies. He thinks they're falling in love but we all know that she's gonna crush him. If I asked her out right now, I'd be a real dick and I told her that in a less colorful way, but goddamn, she's tasty.

I've had the opportunity to go out with a couple of girls this week, but blew it off. I'm just not interested enough. One is the sister of a gal friend that runs a cafe in town. She's got a two year old kid and I can't just go for the sex because of the sister thing. The other has an incredible body that I'd love to play with, but she's a butter face and tacky. The right one will show up, it's rediculous with chicks down here and for right now, I'm almost enjoying my sexual frustration (weird?)and it's driving me to improve my body and sharpen my edge.

No one thing you said to me made me cum like I did the other morning. It's just a benefit from our shared experience. When I wake up lately, my mind drifts to images and situations that are a blend of the real and imaginary things we've written to each other combined with whatever deviant twist my active and horny imagination or dreams add to the mix.

I don't remember what I concocted that morning, but what I'm thinking of at this moment is you in little white shorts and a halter. We're packed tight in a crowd near a stage watching a concert. I'm in front of you and your son is behind you. Everyone is crowded so close together that we can hardly move. You can feel your boys dick getting hard from being pressed so firmly against your ass as the throng surges forward and back. It's so dark and crowded that no one can see my hand behind my back and down the front of your unbuttoned shorts. Your breasts are soft on my back and my dick is hard in your hand that is in my right front pocket. Your fingers are pinching and releasing at the head of my dick in rapid succession as mine make quick tapping movements on your clit. As your hips gyrate against him, your son starts to let his hands drift from your waist where they've been resting. They settle at the bottom of your naturally parted, round cheeks and he presses them together around the length of his gliding erection. Just as you are approaching orgasm, you feel his fingers inching their way under your tight shorts towards your pussy that he finds dripping wet. The middle fingers of his large hands meet at the center of your slick opening and he gently opens you as he makes short thrusts against the cleft of your ass. The friction of his cock grinding against your most intimate area creates a deep, warm tingling that sends you over the brink. When your climax hits, my finger stops tapping and I hold your clit snugly between my thumb and fore-finger and make a light pinching/pulsing motion as his fingers slide in and out of your contracting pussy.

I look forward to tommorrow. Until then, I'm washing your hair in a candle lit bathroom as we sit together in the tub listening to 'Avalon' by Roxy Music.

T

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I guess the pic will just appear in my Bio, I've never had one before.

 

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Tuesday 8:46am

I'm up early waiting for the appraiser. I decided to re-fi and take my chances with renters for a while to see if that's something I want to deal with. I've got an appointment today. It's a lame tribal arm band like every dumbass in every sports bar across the country has on his arm, but it will take us a while to do it and at least I'll make some $$$. His wife is sexy, late 30's, pretty, super fit, fake tits, nice threads. Aside from the implants, she reminds me of someone I sort of know.

I hope you're naughty and nasty today,
T

 

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I want to be your Pink Friend

God how I wish I could have seen what you described to me. I love it when you tell me the little sexy details like that. It also helps when you tell me the parts of my entries that turn you on the most because I get a better idea of your tastes. Don't be afraid to tell me anything that you don't like either, I want to know.

It's not strange, I like to hear about your days too and appreciate any input or ideas on my business. If we had a more private forum, I'd be able to tell you a lot more, but I don't want to be too out in the open either. Today was slow other than my appointment that went well. The people were really nice and the wife was especially curious and cute. She was asking lots of questions and looking around at all of my collectibles and wanting to see more of me and my friend's tattoos. She was pulling up our sleeves and feeling our arms, we were all grinning.

I've been photographing a lot of local girls lately with my car and have some great shots. This amazing little hillbilly creature wearing very little came in with her dorky boyfriend yesterday and was making me crazy. I finally asked him if he would be jealous if I took some shots of her. He didn't care and she was excited about it, so we did. Halfway through, she said the most hilarious and sexy thing ever. "Ah've got uh rebel flag bikini top in mah car if yah want me to put it on?" She RAN and put it on with the most obscene Daisy Dukes and we finished. I love it here.

I hope that didn't send me back into creep status with you. You can call me a pig now if you want.

I may spend my day off tomorrow in the city. I want to explore that town more and a couple of the dudes from the shop are going. If not, I'll be at home painting and will look for you.

Have you ever heard the C.D. by Roxy Music called Avalon? This might sound cheezy, but I was hoping that you might buy it or download it and make the time to clear your mind and lie down in a dark room and listen to it. The whole C.D. is very sexy and romantic, especially the title cut. I hope you will and I know that you'll like it. I want to give it to you as a gift and as an expression of my affection.

T

 

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Wed. 9:55am

I'm off to the city. I hope you have lots of free time today and feel very naughty.

A kiss between your breasts,
T

 

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Avalon

It's after 1:00am and I just got home. Your letter was funny and I can sympathize if not empathize. Most of the crowd went to the same club as last week, but a few of us boycotted. I'll go back, but I didn't feel like it tonight and besides, I wouldn't want to become a regular. The cutie was going to be there as well as my Peruvian friend. She's already tiring of his antics according to the rumor mill.

I approached a couple of likely dames in the city with little success and ogled hundreds more. It was a fun trip and I bought some new threads.

Your comment about girls seeing the pin-ups on the slide show and wanting to join the fun was interesting. It's already starting to happen and I'm thinking of getting a better camera. I used to do a lot of photography many years ago and I'm starting to get interested again. Since you didn't get pissed or disgusted by the Daisy Duke story, I'll tell you that a few days prior to that I photographed two girls in their bikinis as they washed my car in trade for little tattoos on each under their bikini lines. My life as a pig sucks. I wish I could share my pictures with you.

By the way 'Avalon' is the name of the album and 'Roxy Music' is the name of the band. I'm not sure you found the right music because it doesn't have a southern or R&B sound at all. They had a song in the late '70's called 'Love is the Drug' that you'd probably recognize if you heard it. Will you indulge me by really taking time out to lie quiet and get into Avalon? It sounds corny, but it would mean a lot to me.

There's definately nothing subtle about the decor in my shop, but it kicks ass. I think you'd like it if I could show you.

I'm beat and I'm gonna turn in, I'll look for you tomorrow. Maybe I'll catch you in your gutter slut phase and urge you to type your nastiest thoughts or we can just chat. I love it either way.

A very, very gentle kiss between those beautiful, tender boobs,
T

 

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Thursday 10:53am

Good morning sexy. I've been thinking about the morning after the Sat. night journal and may write a little instead of doing my chores. I'm very horny thinking of it. Are you around today?

T

 

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U2

It reminds me of an old U2 song 'Sunday, Bloody Sunday'. You're a scream. Your ass cream. You're Ice cream. I posted the picture right, sometimes Lit. drags their ass. It's waiting to come up. I started to write, then got sidetracked looking at the filthiest porn. I didn't come again during round two, but finally stepped away to shower and paint. Here I am back again.

The scenario I started involved me coming to the breakfast table with my morning erection and describing the dream Chris just had involving his mom, Todd and his mother. I won't tell you too much and I'll write more later. I'll feel like a freak if I don't do something constructive first. Not that that wouldn't be constructive or instructive.

No comment on the impromptu fantasy I had about us at the concert? No foreplay?

What are you doing today?

 

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Mushroom Stamp

I'm doing some faux finishes on the walls by mushroom stamping it with my package.

Please settle down now and listen for me baby. It may sound dated, but give it a chance. Listen to 'I'd do anything to Turn You On'. Lay down and listen to my songs for you.

 

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I'm listening too. Think of me.

 

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'I'd do anything..' is a song on the Avalon album, as is 'The Main Thing' and 'More than This'. I like all of Roxy Music and Brian Ferry's stuff stuff, but Avalon is meant for you.

 

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You're making fun. I'm painting and listening to the C.D. You never found 'I'd do anything...'? If you won't be romantic with me, will you be dirty?

 

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I hope Brian Ferry and I will be able to soothe your woes a little today. You're beautiful.

 

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You always top my ideas. I'm happy and will think of you there. I'll keep listening too.

 

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Thursday 4:38pm

I need to backtrack to a thought I wanted to share a couple of days ago about the uniqueness of some of the things you've done for me. I don't want to appear overly sentimental, it's just that we may not always be here and I want you to know.

I've never explored my fantasies with another person as deeply as I have with you. I never told a soul until I started writing a year or two ago and the one woman I played with wasn't very good at it, because she wasn't into it.

I've never had a friendship based purely on correspondence or without even knowing their name.

I've never spoken at length or as intimately with a woman from such a seemingly different background and life experience.

I've never considered getting a tattoo to remember someone

I've never had anything written specifically for me that ever came close to creating the lust that I've experienced by reading your real thoughts and very personal fantasies.

I'm sure there's more, but I won't go on and sound like a cheezy dope.

Kisses,
T

 

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6:15

I'm going to buy a lot down in Costa Rica or Panama or So. Baja and build me a little palapa one of these days. I just finished painting for the day and had some food. I'll probably round out my day by writing kinkiness. Any ideas or requests for their Sunday morning/afternoon that you'd like to see happen?

 

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Thursday 10:45pm

I've written something pretty nasty. I'll wait till you're ready for it.

Goodnight,
T

 

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Friday, 9:00am

Out to breakfast, hope you have a great day.

T

 

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Sat. 12:34am

I hope your day got better sweetie. I'll save my journal entry for now. You know you can talk to me if you feel like it. I'm here.

T

 

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Sat., 9:50am

Goodmorning. I hope you feel better today and eat chocolate. I'll be thinking of you.

Kisses,
T

 

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Sun., 2:38am

Dear (S)

I took cutie for a ride in the Chevy tonight. I thought the Peruvian's head was going to explode. He He. Hope your weekend is good.

T

 

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Sun., 10:38am

Late start this morning, but no appointments. Maybe surf. Closed the shop for a few yesterday and paddled out. My main artist is leaving the shop, it's a good thing my apprentice is almost up to speed. That guy has been a life saver.

An ice cube in your navel,
T

P.S.
I'm going to post my journal entry tonight.

 

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Sunday Journal, Pt.1

I woke up early this morning from a vivid sex dream of my mom and Todd’s mom doing the nastiest things to each other, while Todd and I watched and then joined them both. I was about to jack off as I usually do, but decided to save it and see what mom was up to. I left my room wearing just my boxers and could smell breakfast cooking as I walked out. I had a little bit of a headache from the wine last night, but forgot all about it when I got near the dining room and saw her. She looked so fresh and pretty as she set our food on the table and when she saw me coming, see rushed to greet me with a hug. As I got closer I could see that the long, sleeveless, white nightgown she wore was so light and sheer that I could see everything underneath. She was totally naked other than the gown and her little heeled slippers with the pink puffs.

When we met with our embrace and kisses on the cheek, my hard cock pressed against her petite body. She held me and was very still for a moment and then pulled me in tighter against her. My erection pushed up and out of the top of my shorts and I shuddered as the head made contact and glided up her tummy with nothing but the thin, silky fabric of her nightie between us. I held her close with one arm around her shoulders and the other at the small of her narrow, lower back. She was resting her head on my shoulder and her hair smelled incredible. Her breasts were warm and I’d never had them pressed against my bare chest with barely anything to separate us before. It felt like we were naked and I held the hug as long as she let me, which was a pretty long time.

When she relaxed her arms and we parted slightly, we were both looking down. She was staring at my erection and I was looking at her boobs. We were still close enough that my hard-on was still pressing against her stomach and I had left a long wet spot up the front of her gown. Her mouth parted and she moaned, “Oh my god.” Under her breath as she pulled me nearer again without averting her eyes from my waist.

“I had a dream about us last night.” I said as I felt her hands on my hips.

“Please tell me about it honey.” She said, with her eyes still down.

“Todd and his mom were in it too and you and her were kissing and touching each other as he and I watched.” I said, as I stroked the sides of her arms with my fingertips and watched goose bumps appear and her nipples harden.

“Mmmm, that sounds sexy,” She said as she pushed me back by my hips ever so slightly, “Tell me more.”

I lifted my hands to her shoulders and touched the straps of her gown as I continued. “We were in Mrs. Kroening’s English class and the two of you were…” I hesitated, distracted by the sensation as she pulled me near again.

“Go on,” She breathed, as she pushed me gently, “I want to hear.”

“The two of you were in front of Mrs. Kroening’s desk kissing each other while she was taking off your clothes.”

Mom looked up at me. “Mrs….Kroening was?”

I’m sure my face was bright red, but I continued. “Mrs. Kroening was taking your clothes off as if she was giving a demonstration for the class. Todd and I were seated in chairs directly in front of you and we were both totally naked….and hard.”

“Mmmmmm, then what happened?” Mom said while looking down again as she ground her hips into me.

I pushed her straps toward the sides of her shoulders and drew a breath. “When she had stripped you both down to just your stockings and heels, she stood behind you and reached around to hold up your…tits. She told the class to pay close attention and then she instructed Todd’s mom to….suck them.”

Mom’s face was turning red and her arousal was evident as her straps fell from her shoulders and she urged, “Don’t…stop.”

My ass flexed as we stood, kind of bumping each other and my voice trembled as I continued. “When she leaned in to suck you, I looked around and saw some of the students taking their clothes off. The meyer twins were…kissing each other and my friend Amy had moved in front of Todd’s chair and had his…cock in her…mouth. Mrs. Kroening had moved onto her knees in front of and between the two of you and directed you both to open your legs and suck your own breasts as she started to…..push her fingers into your pussies.”

Mom whispered, “Oh fuck,” As she tugged down on my boxers until they dropped to the floor. The movements of her arms caused the straps of her gown to fall to her bent elbows and her tits were exposed. The head of my dick made brief contact with the bottom of her right breast before she stood fully upright and dropped her arms, letting the loose garment fall alongside my shorts. Her belly was wet from the bottom of her boobs to her navel with my secretions and she looked down and ran her fingers across the area. My thick rod was bobbing in the air an inch from her hand when she nervously asked me to sit down and finish telling her my dream. I pulled a chair out from the table and sat perpendicular to it as I watched my mother lower her wet fingers to her mound and begin to make little circles around her clit.

She moved towards me was shaking terribly as she straddled my knees. I reached to pull her in, but she stopped me and said, “I can’t..let you touch me baby. You know we can’t, but want to watch you masturbate. Will you do that for mommy?” She slowly rested her weight on my knees and spread her legs. She held her balance with her elbow on the table and continued to swirl my pre-cum around her little nub. I grasped my rigid meat, but didn’t move too fast for fear of cumming too soon. I hadn’t been prepared for this close of contact and my head was spinning, but I managed to resume the dream story.

“Suddenly everyone in the whole class was fucking or masturbating as they watched the three of you doing the filthiest things. Mrs. Kroening had taken her clothes off and was wearing a body stocking like the girl in the movie last night and she put on a long, strap-on dildo.” Mom looked at me startled when I said that, but then closed her eyes and brought her fingers up and licked them. When she moved her hand, I looked down at her pussy and almost passed out. The whole area around her labia was so wet that it was literally pouring out of her.

She moved her hand back down quickly, holding a bit of saliva between her fingers and resumed at her clit. “Your cock is so hard baby,” She groaned, “I’ve wanted to see it like this for so long. Please tell me what happens.”

My balls were bouncing up and down with the increasing speed of my drenched fist as I jacked off. The distended head of my dick was moving in and out of my grip and made lewd noises from the lubrication. My mouth was dry, but I managed to keep talking. “She asked you to bend over and suck on the dildo, while she had Todd’s mother on her knees behind you. She made her lick your ass all over as she slid the rubber cock in and out of your mouth until you were dripping like we saw in the movie. Then suddenly everything changed and Todd’s mom was in front of him and was sucking his dick…” Mom whimpered when she heard that and dipped her fingers between her pussy lips. “The teacher was behind her, pulling her hair and plunging the dildo in and out of her very fast. When I looked down, you were in front of me and you were holding my dick in your hand.”

Mom started crying out loudly and her hand was a blur in her pussy. Hearing the obscene, slurping sounds of her fingers caused my climax to approach and my body tensed. “Y..you..took my…dick and..opened your mouth…”

“Mom became frantic, “I sucked your dick…Oh god, I’m sucking your dick…Oh fucckk, I’m cumming baby, mommy’s cumminngg.” She was jerking around so wildly that I thought she would fall. My dick erupted and a long, thick rope of my semen shot all over her shuddering tits. She immediately lifted a breast to her mouth and started licking it off as I continued to spray her arm and chest with my sperm. I didn’t think it would ever end and I surrendered to the grip of my orgasm as she sucked her nipple between her lips.

She leaned against the table and her nipple slipped from her mouth. She was clutching the dripping breast in her hand as she bucked her hips against the fingers that were still buried between her legs. Her contractions wound down little by little as she smeared and massaged my cum all around her bosom until they were wet and shining.

We both sat silent for a few minutes. I was leaning back in the chair and she was leaning on the table. Finally she rose up off of me and picked up her nightgown. She covered herself with it and looked up at me kind of sheepishly and we both burst into laughter. “This is crazy,” She said grinning, “Look at your breakfast.” I looked over and there was a bit of my cum on the side of the plate. We both laughed hysterically and then she said, “Let’s go take a shower.”

 

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Monday, 9:38am

I'm off to breakfast with Dave. I'm working on a large ongoing piece today. Naughty devil girls, pretty fun.

Kiss,
T

 

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Tues., 12:10am

Jesus, that was worth the wait. I just got in the door a few minutes ago and I've already cum. I was getting hard as soon as I saw that you had written a diary entry and was stroking myself as I read. By the time I got to the nasty dialogue near the end, I was near orgasm and re-read the last few paragraphs, especially the line; "Open your mouth mom." over and over until I erupted into my hand. I usually try to wait and keep my edge until I can respond, but it was too much. I'm thinking of how wet your pussy must have been as you typed. If you didn't already know, it's your image, or at least the image of how I think you look that I envision when I read you, or write my own filthies.

Your day of golf sounded like fun. Was the Hershey bar idea from me? I got a kick out of that. I used to play a lot, but haven't since I moved. I went on a three day trip to Palm Desert, near Palm Springs once with a couple of buddies, one of which I refer to as 'The funniest man on earth'. He's covered in tattoos and I thought we'd get stink eye from the people at the resort, but they all remembered him from the last time he was there and treated us like kings. We played 45 holes in 107 degree heat. We brought cases of balls and never looked for a lost ball. We didn't stop to eat, but grabbed a sandwich and kept going. I drank gallons of water and hardly had to piss all day. It was survivalist golf and a hillarious blast.

I think the cutie likes me, it was sweet when I pulled up and she left her girlfriends and hopped in my car. We drove slowly through the quiet streets of town and then to the beach as we talked. When I dropped her back off, I asked her to call me at the shop the next day and give me her number. She didn't and I was a little dissapointed, but I'll be seeing her around and I'm not to worried about it.

I'm not too sure why business is slow, but we are still a new business and we're doing all of the right promotional things and will do more through the summer. The artist that left was really good, but an unbeleivable flake. Pretty typical of my industry as you'd imagine. He's a pretty-boy and all the little dingbats will miss him terribly. I gave shop tank tops to the two overly endowed girls that tend bar and they both wore them the other night. I have a picture of them for the slide show. (How's that for promotion?) One is super hot and I think was a pro cheerleader. I asked how long she'd been married and she said "Two years." I asked; "Is it falling apart yet?" and she said; "Actually, it is." I remarked that there really is a god and that I'd see her at the dumb dance club. I'll be going Wed. night, I've got a couple friends coming from south of here that day and we should have a good time.

I'm not going to start any writing tonight, it's late and I've got to get up fairly early tomorrow morning. Please continue with your lead if you have time and give me more horny thrills and cums. We have lots of time during the day for adventures before our guests arrive and I'd like to know what we'll do with it. Who knows, we could visit a porno shop together or get to know a lingeree clerk or........

So glad to have you back in good spirits and naughty. I'm stroking your bottom and feeling your heartbeat returning to normal as you lie on top of me.

T

 

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12:42am

YOU NAUGHTY.........What are you doing up so late. You're killing me! I did post it, I swear. When I tried to post it here, it wouldn't let me. I'll try again you brat.