Thursday, July 21, 2005

California - here I am

Well last night was a full on total bust!!
Last night by time I got everything done, all my boys were dead tired, or asleep.

Of course, of course I went to Morgan's!! But he was assed-out! I gave his dick a couple of licks; he teased me and wouldn't give me a really good kiss goodbye. - Finally I got one, though I've had better.

After I left Morgan's so totally unsatisfied, I called the BFWB - no answer - what is going on here? I guess he gave up on me and went to bed. I did speak to him earlier that night and told him I'd try my best to meet up - well he coulda had some.

My third and last try - TLO - NO ANSWER!

NO freaking luck - at that point, I went home did laundry and packed till 3 am.

Right now I'm in California, Beverly Hills to be exact, its nice here - really nice. But I'm here on business and alone - which sucks! I just took a walk and found Rodeo Drive - wow! I'm not one of those girls who go gaga over Loui, Hermes, Versace and all that - but still I have to admit- it's gorgeous, the epitome of money and luxury. Yes I drooled - but only a bit!

Time to go up to my hotel room, order something to eat and the off to bed for an early start tomorrow.

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

To Whore it up or NOT?

Tonight - the possibility of three different guys:

The facts:
I'm going away on business tomorrow through Sat.
Tonight I have much to do including the gym, movies, laundry and packing (lets not forget I'm a woman who over-packs - so that in itself takes a loooong time).

The men:
First and foremost - Morgan - How could I NOT see him before I take off in the big airplane?!!
Secondly - BFWB - Text's my cell today and really wants to fuck - mmm mmm good. As well he and I have always made it a "thing" to hook up before one of us goes away.
Thirdly - TLO - Remember him... maybe? at all?? We'll we've been chatting it up, and I've seen him a few times again... he's improved those dominating skills very very well! And what girl doesn't want a spanking?

So go for them all??? In that case I don't think I'd have time tonight.. lol.. maybe just two. Though all three would be sooooo fucking hott!

The outcome:

Friday, July 15, 2005

Welcome to NYC

I never ever post stuff like this, but I just couldn't help myself.

First off this suit guy is great!:

Suit: Attention tourists. It is now just after 5PM, and unlike you, some of us had to work today and would like to fucking get home. Please keep moving and do not just fucking stop in the middle of the sidewalk. This has been a public service announcement.
--Overheard on 43rd & 7th

The suit guy and I would make a Bad-Ass Team in the streets of New York City. I love yelling at the tourists who don't move their fanny-bag wearing selves out of my way - it's move it or lose it baby - Welcome to NYC!

Now we move on to the NYC transit system - boy they sure do have a sense of humor:

Conductor: Next time, you lose your hands!
--Overheard on N train
(For all those who don't get this, someone tried catching the train and holding the doors open with his hands, a big no-no!)

The train stops in the tunnel, and the conductor announces: Ladies and gentlemen! We are momentarily held between the stations. We will be moving shortly. Meanwhile, sit back, relax, and enjoy the scenery.
--Overheard on A train

Driver: Welcome aboard the M86 cross-town bus. I apologize for the delay today; we will be moving momentarily. If you are carrying a grudge from school, or work, or home, please do not take it out on me. I promise you, we will be moving momentarily.
--Overheard M86 bus

Conductor: Get all your possessions, including your body, inside the doors, if you want the train to move. It's that simple.
--Overheard S train

And then again Conductors are awesome people:

Conductor: Bear with us folks, the last 5 cars on the train have no AC, yes we know it's sucks, we are well aware it's about 96 degrees and disgustingly humid, my hair frizzed up to ladies. But don't forget we are right there with ya feeling the pain.
--Overheard by yours truly

It was a Subway Series in NYC, and throughout the ride, the conductor would update the train on the score!
--Overheard by yours truly

Conductor: Good evening folks, we've all had the worst day of our lives it was hell. Just sit back tight, try to relax, and thank g-d that you are going home today. Let’s get this train moving and get everyone home.
--Overheard by yours truly on 9/11/01

I found the first few "Overheard's" on a great site! Please check it out under my "Clickies" section - Overheard in NYC.

Thursday, July 14, 2005

Can we say....



Though I'm not even sure if its writers block or maybe I'm just stressed.
Work is crazy and I've gotten a workload that’s unbelievable... I don't even have time to hit the ladies room!
Any few minutes that I do have, I go to, pull up the draft that I've been writing for about 5 days now, and maybe just maybe I get a sentence in there.

I have no idea what’s going on with me... I have 4 stories half-ass written for the blog, but I just can't seem to complete them.

This sucks.

Thursday, July 07, 2005

London Attacks

For all in London, England,
I'm so sorry for what has happened.
My prayers go out to all who have been affected by this tragedy.
I'm a NY'er I've gone through 9/11, I've been scared (still am at times), I've been sad, and I've overcome, (after 3 years I was able to take the subway again).
Don't let this slow you down; don't let this effect your lives in how those horrible people want it to!!

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Plastic Friction

I was newly 18, working at golf coarse. I managed the restaurant; it had a counter (like one's in diners) a beautiful balcony, and a dining room. I was working there for about 2 years now, and I had worked for this boss for about 6 years now (hence why I was managing at 18). Anyhoo...

My boss tells me before he leaves that Cal is out in the half-way house and will prolly need more water in about 2 hours.
"Cal?? You mean Cal from years ago??"
Yup it's him, I ran into him recently and told him I needed a few more hands round here so he agreed"
"Wow, I haven't seen him since the old place."
"Yea Joey don't remind me, you were about 12 yrs. old then!"
"Time flies when you're having fun!"
"Have a good night Joey, and if you need anything at all call my cell"
"Will do!"

Hours later, Cal came in to the restaurant, and surprised to hell that I'm standing there!

"Joey??, HOLY SHIT, you've grown up, but that face is exactly the same!"
I giggle, "Cal, and you haven't changed a bit!"

He gives me a big hug.

"Wow, Cal you were like 26 when we last worked together, I called you an old man then... lol now you’re 30 something... lol"
"And I called you a little girl"
"Cal, I was 12, I WAS a little girl!"

"Ok let me do the money for the night, I'll be right back"
I walk to the back with the money and begin counting.

"Is everyone gone for the night." he yells over to me.
I reply, "Yup, I sent everyone home and just locked everything up."

I hear him fiddling round with something. He walks up behind me, brings a glass of wine around in front of me.

I turn around, "What's this for?"
"To celebrate our little reunion"
We cheer and I take a sip - mmm delicious

(At 18 I never drank wine)

I finish with the money, and close up the rest of the restaurant, turning the gas, ovens, and lights off.

We end up sitting at the counter drinking the wine and catching up, talking about everything from school, to family, sex,…... While we're talking Cal puts his hand on my thigh then a few minutes later slowly rubs, it feels good and I'm slightly slightly buzzed, I let him continue.

He ends up kissing me, and telling me how I've become a gorgeous sexy woman. I love what he's saying, I've never been with an older man, and I love how he knows just how to touch me; kiss me, and what to say.

We end up on the floor (it's carpeted) next to the counter and chairs, I'm lying on my back and my shirt is off, he is grinding into me over my jean cut-off shorts, his mouth on my nipples licking and sucking, his hand in my hair gripping with his fist.
"I want you Joey" he whispers in my ears.
I'm not sure what to do or say, I’m feeling euphoric at the moment, but he wants me, he wants to have sex with me?! I've only had sex with one guy. What do I do??
I don't answer him... I try to ignore the plead.
He licks and bites my neck, my shoulders, licking and sucking my chin to my lips; where he kisses me deeply. He tells me I’m delicious, I giggle, he tells me I'm adorable and he's got to feel more of me.
He unbuttons my shorts and slides them off, I'm completely unsure of what the hell I'm doing, but I just let him do.
He slips a finger past my panties and into my pussy, I moan.... as I moan I hear him say to himself... mmm baby pussy. I let it go, I don't even care I just want more, I've never felt so horny like this before.

He kneels up and tells me to unbutton his jeans, I do so. He then stands up and tells me to pull them down and off, I do. He comes back down to the floor, gets on top of me and starts kissing me.
"Joey, take your panties off for me"... He backs off of me and I slide my panties down my smooth legs. "Good Girl" he replies.
Something in me swirls when he says that, and I smile.

He's on top of me again grinding against my pussy. He whispers, "Are you ready sweetheart?" I nod my head. "Do you have anything?" I say - (referring to a condom) he stands up and says "I will". He instructs me to take his boxers off; I take his waistband of his boxers and pull them down, over his protruding hard cock and down his legs. I can't help but stare at this naked man in front of me. He warns me that he can go for a long, long time, and asks if I can handle that, I tell him “Yes, I'll try”. He says good girl and again my pussy swirls.

He walks around to the back of the counter and I hear him doing something... as I’m lying there I have second thoughts. I'm not sure if this is right to do, he's so much older than I.

He then comes back over, stands before me rubbing his cock. He tells me to watch him, then he takes a plastic garbage bag and puts it over his cock (YES! A fucking plastic bag! I kid you NOT)
"That's certainly not a condom" I say a bit worried.
"Baby Girl, don't worry I've been doing this since I was your age, it makes for a great substitute."
I'm not sure what to do, and I'm trying to think this all out. This is the second person I'm having sex with, he's like 32, and he has a plastic bag around his cock. I'm at a loss, he could tell I'm nervous he bends down and lowers himself onto me; he pushes my legs open with his.
"It's ok sweetie, I'm going to make you feel so good. I know you've only been with one person honey but just wait till you feel my cock inside you." I nod my head and open my legs a bit more for him.
He kisses me, gropes and rubs my tits, pinching my nipples. I start feeling euphoric again, my hips start grinding against him and my body is ready it wants it, I want it.
He slowly starts pushing into me. As he's pushes into me I cry out a bit, he's much larger than what I'm used to, "Shhh, shhh little girl it won't hurt much longer."
I feel him entering, I feel his cock wrapped with the plastic bag pushing into me...

"I've wanted you since you were 12yrs old. You were the sexiest 12 yr. old I'd ever seen. I dreamed about fucking you then Joey."
I'm not sure what to say to that; I stay quiet, whimpering a bit as he starts fucking me.
Driving his plastic-bag-covered-cock in and out of my pussy, he goes on about what a sweet little girl I am, and how I still have that 12 year old face. He fucks me harder, and the friction of the bag, along with his cock stretching me is starting to hurt inside, but he does feel good. He feels as good as he promised so I lay underneath him pressing my hips back and forth up into him, trying to ignore the burning sensation from the bag.

I'm wet; I'm enjoying this man on top of me, fucking me. But he was like a machine he just kept pumping into me non-stop, in-and-out, in-and-out, in-and-out, in-and-out, in-and-out, in-and-out, I pushed rhythmically back with my body, but the plastic bag was hurting. I eventually told him, "Cal the bag is kinda hurting me", "Oh sweetie it's ok, just concentrate on my cock inside your sweet baby pussy". He continued fucking me, grunting, sweating, saying things like, yes baby yes, such a good girl you are, that’s it honey, mmmmmm… good girl.

I was getting exhausted of his relentless use of me, the plastic bag was burning so badly from the friction, I wanted to continue, but I just couldn't take any more, I told him "No more Cal, no more.. please" he said ok... and stopped fucking me, but he didn't pull out yet. He stayed on top of me, kissing my mouth, my cheeks, my neck.
"How bout just another min or two, let me cum for you".
"Ok" I replied

He went slow, nice and slow the plastic hurt a lot less, mmm I was enjoying the smooth motion of his cock sliding back and forth from my cunt. He started moving just a bit faster, I didn't mind it still felt good... but then he started on again, pushing into me hard - fast. I cried out, he held my face and told me to be a good girl and to take the pain for him, and for his cock, and I certainly did... I took the burning pain from the bag, I took the pain from his cock stretching and using me, and finally I felt his cock jerking a bit, spewing out cum into that plastic bag.

He laid on top of me for a little while longer, his cock still inside me. He kissed me everywhere and told me I was great.

I fucked him a few more times that summer in the restaurant, on the tables, against the giant refrigerators, all over the damn place, but we never ever again used a plastic bag. And each time we fucked he still talked to me like I was 12 years old.