Trying Something

So you know how people liveblog? Well, I'm not going to sign up for twitter, nor am I going to update this page live, but I thought I'd try blogging while Mike fucks me. What do you think? You like the idea? Good, because I'm doing it anyway.

I've tried things like this before; I used to chat while being fucked a lot, and it's easier than typing one-handed in some respects, but in others, it's way harder. For one thing, either I've got to put the keyboard on the floor, or I've got to sit on him. Oh, but I just thought of something: I can use Mike's laptop. I've saved and we'll be continuing in a moment.

Okay, so now we're in my room. I wish I had a photo or something for a visual aid, but all my stuff is lost or not on this computer. So just look at other pictures on the site if you have to.

I was working in PJ bottoms and a t-shirt, because it's too damn cold to be going around naked all the time. But Mike got me out of the bottoms while I was logging back in. Geez it's hard to type in this position.

Okay, got a pillow or three, lying on them so my butt sticks up and he has access to it, a little easier to type now. He's rubbing my pussy through the panties, just simple cotton jobs because I wasn't feeling sexy today. Yesterday was another matter. But today, just blue cotton. Probably going to have to change them; getting all soaked back there.

C'mere you little shit and let me suck that cock. Hold on people, definitely can't type and suck at the same time. Mike, take over.

Hey readers, Mike here [with editing by Lexi because she went back over this afterward and was a control-freak -Lexi] talking at you. Never written a blog before so I'm just writing and if it's not blog-like, tough shit. My sis is the best cock-sucker ever, and I'm not just saying that because she's going to read this later, but because if she doesn't stop soon, I'm going to blow my wad in her mouth instead of somewhere better. It's really hard to type and get blown, you know that? If you don't, try it some time and see. Probably not being very interesting. Lexi said to tell you what was happening. She's sucking my cock like a champion is what's happening. What the hell else is there for me to tell you?

Okay, enough, I'm back. Mike isn't the literary type, as maybe you can tell. I'm not going to read over it now, but I will later, so he'd better not have said anything nasty. I wish I was posting this live. Maybe I will look into twitter. Nah, fuck it, too much effort.

Now we're discussing what position. We do this. We don't argue, we just discuss, like the toppings on a pizza. Mike thinks he's already fucked me every way he can this weekend (well, this vacation) so he wants me to pick something new. There's no way in hell we can do something new, since I've got to be able to type at the same time. He asks me if he can eat me a little. Sure, why the hell not. It's not like I'm going to complain. I mean, I've got other stuff to do, but do it, bro.

Isn't that like a man? He wants me to roll over. I can't, I'm typing. Okay, we'll try it.

Okay, on back now, and having a harder time typing. Prop my head up. Okay, a little better now. The laptop is resting on my tits, which is too bad, but at the same time very warm. Kind of squashing them a little. Not too much though, it's pleasant. And Mike is tickling me. He's got his tongue lapping at my cunt and his finger up my asshole pressing up. I can't wait for a cock in there.

Wow, feeling nice down there. Just going to lie back and cum for a second. Going to be a short one, he might not even notice if I don't tell him. Maybe I won't. Maybe I'll let him keep licking me until I cum harder.

Too late. In the interim, while I stopped typing, had a nice cum and told Mike it was time for the main event. Now I'm on my pillows again. Mike's running his cock up and down over my snatch, I don't know what he's waiting for. Oh, there he goes, in nice and slow. I can feel my pussy spread on him. God I love his cock inside me. I was going to make him fuck my ass first, but I don't care. It feels nice back there. Let me tighten up a little on him. Got to keep control. Shit, that's nice. He's stroking into me, and his hand is down around and diddling my clit a little. I might cum again before too long.

He says to tell you that my cunt is amazing, so soft and warm and tight. Of course it is, silly. You should know that by now. Any gals out there who aren't getting regular service from a cock, any cock, need to do something about that. I mean, unless you're lesbian, in which case, buy a big dildo and have your honey fuck you with that.

Tightening on him again, he laughs and says I'm going to make him explode if I'm not careful. I wanted him in my ass, but now, I just want him to cum into my pussy. I want to feel his hot spunk deep inside me. Damn, I want him to knock me up good. Gallons and gallons of spunk in my womb.

Shit, here I go again. I can feel it coming. Speed up a little, a little harder. Oh yeah, there it is. I'm going to try to keep typing, but it's not easy. This is a big one. Clenching. Oh yeah!

Well, that didn't work out. Put my head on the keyboard, left a bunch of nonsense here [deleted it, because anyone can type nothing -Lexi]. Mike says he's close. Cum in me, little brother. I want to feel your cum deep inside, just splashing around in there.

He drives in and... I felt it, a little. I can feel the spasms of his cock more than I feel the spunk, but he's shooting into me, I can tell. Oh, felt that splash. And another hard one. God, it makes me feel like a woman, having a guy cum inside me. Affirms my femininity. Is that a word?

I'm just going to lie here. No, wait, got to clean him up. Give me your cock, don't waste it.

He tastes better mixed with my juices. I think I'm going to let him type a bit more, while I clean myself out a little.

Wow. It was great. I mean, she's always great, but it was great to do it for people. I would love to get Lexi to go on camera with me for porn. She's hot as hell, and I'd love to do it. I mean, we've got some vids and pics and all that, but not for you guys she says. I know she's shown some pics of us here, but she's still shy or something.

I'm watching her clean out her cunt, and damn it makes me hard. I mean, not really hard, because I'm not Superman, but it makes me twitch in my cock. Wish you all could see it.

Well, that concludes this little experiment. No, wait, no it doesn't either. Well, yes it does, because I can't be typing and fucking at the same time; my back is starting to hurt, and my neck. But I'm going to check over this, and then I'm going to post it, and then I'm going to get Mike hard again, because it wasn't enough. I'm still horny, and he is too, and if I give him a breather, he'll be ready to fuck my ass.

So have fun, people, and I'll maybe try this again some other time. Maybe not. I don't know how well it went.

This Post Isn't About Thanksgiving

Sorry, that's possibly coming, but right now I don't have a lot of time.

But my brother is home, which means I'm happier than I was. And I was thinking about my childhood, reminiscing with Mike, and I've just been thinking nonstop about old Disney movies I watched when I was growing up.

You remember a few years (well, maybe more than a few, I can't remember) ago when there was that group that was convinced that Disney was trying to get kids hooked on sex? They said that the cover of The Little Mermaid had a penis on it. Hell, the Little Mermaid is hot as shit, and she made me and my brother incredibly horny. So who gives a damn about a penis on the front cover?

Or, I just remembered, in The Great Mouse Detective, there's that scene in the bar, and that mouse singer takes most of her clothes off, and she's hot too. I mean, she's a mouse, but still, hot stuff. Nobody every mentions that, or they didn't mention it that I remember.

Hell, there are a lot of kids movies that are sexy. I recall watching a movie that was rated PG which had nudity in it, advertised as a kids film. Maybe I'm hallucinating; it's not like I never saw nudity when I was a kid. But there are cartoons and movies which have very sexy characters.

Anyway, I'm just saying, you don't have to look very hard to be titillated by kids movies. And yes, I know there are fetishes out there for people who like this kind of thing. I'm not talking about drawing your own cartoons of Belle and the Beast fucking. There are plenty of those. I'm just talking about the things in the actual movie which are pretty hot.

Okay, 'nuff said. I have to get back to work, or I have to get Mike to come and stick his cock in my ass. I'm leaning toward the latter.

Phone Sex

I am at a bit of a loose end at the moment, and a computer is free, and so here I am, wasting my life.

I may or may not have said this in the past, but I'm not into phone sex. I don't mean calling up some hot-line and getting a bored housewife who goes through a script phone sex. I'm talking about phone sex between even me and a boyfriend or girlfriend. Sure, I'll talk dirty on the phone to some people, but it doesn't get me off. Well, if I really work at it, it can, but I don't enjoy it. As much.

So when I used to have time to chat, people would always ask me if I wanted to phone, and I always said no. Now, of course, my excuse about not wanting to be called because I've had bad experiences with that kind of thing isn't valid, because now they've got voice chat. But it still doesn't do it for me, although people don't seem to believe me. The sound isn't that important. I've pissed some people off by saying that, but it's the truth.

But yesterday, I had awesome, bone-shattering phone sex with Sheri. It wasn't the way some people like to do it, with the descriptions and the realism. She basically called me up and told me what she wanted me to do. I was in the middle of working on something, but she said that I would just have to drop everything and get off. We did some very naughty things together. She had me strip down and then get in the bathtub and pee all over myself. Yes, that's right. Then she told me to taste it, which I've done, so I did. It tasted about the same as it always does, not the greatest taste in the world, but not unpleasant. She said she was going to piss in a cup and taste hers, and then I heard her doing it.

Then she told me to stick various things up my cunt, and tickle myself, and just ordered me around for an hour. I came twice, both nice long Os. Then she said that she knew I had to go, and just hung up. It was crazy. We'd never really done anything like that before.

But it was what I needed, I guess. I do like to be submissive sometimes, and while Dad and I do some of that, it's not particularly adventurous. When Mike was around, he'd make me do shit like that.

Anyway, I haven't changed my mind about phone sex. Most of it is lousy anyway. But it was crazy to spend an afternoon being ordered around on the phone. Sheri said she wanted to do it again, but with someone else too. I told her I didn't know anyone, and she said I should find someone and she would too, and then we could call each other while we were fucking our special someone. And I wondered about Sveta. I wouldn't have to tell her that it was my sister on the phone. I wonder how she'd react. I wonder if I could trust Sheri to keep her mouth shut.

Fuck, I don't know. I need to stop wondering and work again.

Barack Obama Doesn't Love Me

Not that I particularly expected him to. No, I'm not one of those women who thinks he's hot. He wouldn't make my top ten list, not that it's a bad thing.

Just wanted to tell everyone that, no, Barack Obama is not going to be socially liberal. I will not be able to come out in the open. People really need to get their stories straight anyway: if he's a secret Muslim, he can't also be a social liberal. If he wants to legalize bestiality, then he's not going to be doing it by instituting Sharia. It's not that tough.

I didn't support him because he was socially liberal. I supported him because he was the better choice. I don't completely agree with him, but I also understand that the chances of some of my points of view being popular in this country are slim to nil. So stop telling me that now that Black Osama is president, I can be a perverted heathen in peace. Because it's just not true.

Done venting now.

But if he and his wife wanted to come over and have a little threesome with me, I would dig it all the way to China. Because she's hot. Hell, Cindy McCain is hot, from an older woman point of view. And even though Sarah Palin is evil, she too is fuckable. Yes Sarah, pull the stick out of your ass and bring your daughters with you, and I'll show you a thing or two. Hell, your husband isn't that bad either.

There's the solution. Bipartisan orgies. If you're fucking them, you can't think they're as evil, can you? Wait, yes you can. Never mind. Still, C-SPAN would be a lot more interesting.

Going From Bad To Worse

As thrilled as I am that we've got a semi-liberal in the White House again, I wonder just how liberal he really is, especially on social issues. So no, I'm not thinking that the Obama administration is going to make it a priority to address incest as an issue. I wish they'd do more about gay marriage though, because my sister and her lover have been together long enough now that they should get to marry, if they want. Fucking bigots. I'm sorry if you believe differently, but you're wrong, plain and simple. I don't think marriage is for everyone, but if you want to do it, you should be able to do it, no matter who you love.

Anyway, I'm not even looking for Obama to tackle social issues at all, because the economy and health care are way, way bigger issues for me right now. See, while I try my hardest to make contributions to the family income, I'm the low end of the totem pole in that regard. My dad shoulders most of the financial burden for the family. But now his business is going under, or if not under, it's going really badly, to the point that he's spending a lot of time home because he's got nowhere else to be. And we're having to cut back on all sorts of frills. And my earning potential is getting lower and lower, so that doesn't help either.

In one way, it's great for me, because Dad is home a lot, and so am I, and therefore we can use each other for stress relief. I've been keeping really bizarre hours lately, but even if I wasn't, I could still avail myself of some fatherly love almost every day. In fact, I just finished up a morning session in the shower with Dad, and cum is leaking into my panties as we speak. We've slept together a few nights too, wrapped in each other's arms, warm and naked and cuddling. Falling asleep in the afterglow is a great way to cure insomnia. Wearing yourself out being fucked by the man you love is good too. Well, not "the" man, but one of the men, certainly.

But in pretty much every other way, it sucks dirty goat balls. We're all worried about work and money and everything. Mom's going to have to get a job too, and I'm under pressure to keep working as well, no matter if I hate the job or not. And I've got an offer of housing from Sheri, who has jobs where she's living, and not having to worry about rent and apartment-hunting is very tempting. I don't know if I can do it; I hate moving. But I may have to.

On the plus side of the equation (well, the grand equation of my life, not specifically related to the current economic realities) are Sveta, with whom I think I may be in love, and Kate, whose house is like a vacation for me now. Sveta first: we make love fairly regularly, and she spends the night almost every weekend, but we spend a lot of time just cuddling and feeling safe with each other. The relationship has moved beyond sexual. I'm not ready for monogamy, and I've explained to her that I do have other partners, but they're all different than she is. I'm probably taking advantage of her a little, and I wish she could have another partner as well, so I wouldn't feel so guilty about it. But she's love-starved, and I love her and she loves me, and so the relationship works. She can come to me when she's feeling bad, and we cheer each other up. It's not that we're bored with the physical stuff, it's just that we're more than fuck-buddies at this point. Who knows what will happen.

As for Kate, I wanted to tell the long version, but I don't think I'll be able to, so instead I'll bring you up to speed. I was trying my orgasm-fast, as you'll recall, and then the stress got to me, and basically by the time that whole thing was done and I talked to Kate again, I was past being upset. It was either take them up on their offer or go out looking for someone else. I nearly called James to see when he would be in town, I was that stressed out. I'm more stressed now, but it's a long-haul-type stress, rather than a short spasm, so I handle it differently.

Anyway, they were glad to have me back, said they'd put the kids to bed and I could come over whenever I wanted. So I went over, and had some fun. Roger said he wanted to watch, I think perhaps because they expected me to be spooked by the whole thing and didn't want to crowd me. I would have been happier if he'd just joined in, but I let him have whatever it was he had. He sat in a chair in the bedroom, naked and stroking a cock which was larger than I expected, given Kate's shallow cunt. She and I undressed each other, and both got into the show aspect of things, and then before we even got down to anything stronger than kissing, Roger started making noise and came all over the floor. He told us to keep going, that he was sorry to interrupt. Kate told me later on that he usually was fairly quick, although if he got stoned sufficiently he could last longer.

Anyway, he managed to get it back up at some point before I gave his wife a shuddering orgasm, because he was stroking again when she laid me back on the bed and began her ministrations. She's much rougher than Sveta, and it's not love that's between us, but it's still enjoyable. Roger asked if he could come over and look closer, and when he came, I told him he could cum on me if he wanted. I was trying to give him a hint, but there was no cock, quick or otherwise, for Lexi that evening. After Kate finished me off she licked up her husband's cum from my stomach and then kissed me and asked if I wanted to spend the night. I was tired and still stressed, but I wanted to get home on the off-hand chance that Dad might be available, because I wanted a good fuck. Sadly, he wasn't, so I got nadda.

But the next time I came over, I practically told Roger he should join in, and I spent the night afterward. That first time, he only fucked his wife while I licked her cunt and his cock, but he pulled out and gave me a mouthful of cum. I tried to get him to fuck me too, but he said he wasn't up for it. So I let Kate finish me again. But I did spend the night, because Dad was away and I wanted to sleep in their bed with them. We snuggled together and it was pleasant, especially when they both were kissing and playing with me. I almost convinced Roger to fuck me, but we were all sleepy.

In the morning, we were awakened by Kevin, their younger son. I was too groggy to realize the implications, because he didn't seem to mind that there were three of us, naked and holding each other, in the bed. Kate got up to see to him, and I snuggled back against Roger and went back to sleep for a little while. Later on, after I had gotten up and eaten breakfast, it hit me that neither of the kids wondered at me being there, or eating breakfast with them, or anything. Liam stared at me, but it wasn't a shocked stare. If I'm the first woman they've had over like this, and I believe them that I am, I wonder what's up with the kids? I mean, in my family, things would be different, but I don't know what's going on in this family.

Anyway, since that night, I've been over twice more, and Roger has fucked me on both those occasions. He likes to pull out and cum on me, so he can watch Kate lick it up. In fact, he does the same thing with Kate, and I am perfectly happy to clean up too. It's pedestrian, really; we seem to always do the same sorts of things. But we have watched my videos, and they're hard for me to watch, for some reason. Not because they remind me of betrayal, I just don't seem that attractive in them. I don't know, self-esteem problems maybe.

And it's also true that Roger handles better when he's good and stoned; he and Kate smoked up the last night I was there. But the bad part is that Roger can go for longer, but after he does, he's done for the evening. He's not the ideal lover; I can see why she'd want someone else. I mean, he's an okay guy, probably a good father, but he's hardly Adonis in the sack.

Anyway, that about covers that hanging topic. Eventually, I'm sure I can talk them into something more exotic, maybe get Roger to fuck my ass, since I'm jonesing for a cock up there. But now I really have to go, so thanks to everyone who's sent well-wishes, and I'm trying to return to a semi-normal schedule, even with no computer of my own. But I make no promises.