Gentlemen Prefer Blondes

Not me though. I like redheads. Still, as an aggregating principle, that all the women in these videos have blonde or blondish hair serves well enough, I guess.

First up: http://www.tube8.com/anal/beautiful-blonde-threesome-anal-creem-pia/226179/

This is purest porn. There is nothing amateur about it. I don't personally understand the appeal of bleaching and tanning, nor do I get what men find attractive about buck teeth, but hey, the woman's body is very nice. Legs that go all the way up, and I find that very attractive sometimes. It's a threesome, with DP and anal and creampies and such, and that's good enough for me.

Second: http://www.tube8.com/amateur/german-amateur-couple/145505/

I don't know whether this is actually amateur or not. Hell, I don't really know if it's really German or not. I can't say that I care. This woman is gorgeous, and while she only gets one guy instead of two and things are a little more normal in terms of sex, it's still worth watching because she's gorgeous. An ass made for nibbling at, a pretty little pink pussy, two perky boobs (which may be fake, but if so they're well done fakes), a cute little tummy... yeah, I'd go blonde for her. A nice visible creaming on the pubic region at the end, which doesn't really count as a creampie in my book but makes for a better shot. I wish she took off the dress, and I wish there was more missionary, and another guy, but it's good anyway.

Lastly: http://www.xvideos.com/video61330/18_year_old_french_girl_is_doing_it_for_her_first_time

I can tell you that it's French. Beyond that, I have no idea. I do know that while I ordinarily don't find tan lines attractive (well, I don't find them more attractive than without, the way some people seem to), on this girl they are. If it really is her first time, that's too bad because it doesn't seem like that good a first time. Your first time really should be face to face and without a pair of jeans tangling up your legs. It's not fake rape or anything, it's just not the way I'd choose my first time to be. Ah well. She's still cute as the dickens though. I confess, I do enjoy innocence (as I've mentioned) and she looks all cute and innocent, and that turns me on. I'm not a good person.

TMI - The Last One?

Seems like TMI might stop. And while I do mock the questions, that would be too bad. Ah well. I guess I'll just have to come up with something else for filler. What? Make me actually do work? Never!

1. Have you had sex with another person in 2010? Have you passed on an opportunity to sex with another person in 2010?

Oh yeah, I've had sex with another person in 2010. And to be honest, I don't think I've passed on an opportunity, because I don't think there have been that many opportunities I would pass on. I don't fuck everyone who offers, but this year as yet has been pretty mundane in terms of sex. At least at the time I write this, which is several weeks ago.

2. What is the funniest thing you have ever said or done during sex? (Orgasmic facial expressions do not count.)

Said: I've told funny stories and jokes with a cock inside me before. I talk while having sex. Real conversations. But that doesn't count. I guess once I called a boyfriend "Captain Ook Ook." That story is long and not really all that funny if you weren't in on the joke, but it's a funny thing to call someone who's cock-deep in you.

Done: Well, I believe I mentioned that I've farted during sex, which wasn't funny to me but I suppose could have been funny to an observer, if I had been a character in a movie or something. I giggle a lot. And I once fell off the bed, but I don't entirely count that because it wasn't totally me doing it.

3. What is the first thing you notice about a member of the opposite sex?

Opposite sex? The chin, I think. I'm not joking; I notice a man's chin first on his face. I don't care about the chin, really, and it usually doesn't affect my judgment of a guy at all, but I'd say that's the first thing I notice. Possibly the hands, but I've usually noticed the chin first.

4. What is the best pick-up line you have ever heard? Every used? Ever been used on you?

I am not being modest or proud when I say that I don't think I use "pick-up lines" per se. And I really haven't had that many lines said to me, unless you count normal conversation as a line, or "Hey, you want to go in the other room and have sex?" That works on me alarmingly well. My favorite pick-up line is, "Nice shoes. Wanna fuck." But I've never actually heard it used. It's just goofy.

5. Where is the most unique [place, which was left out of the original which made it kind of a strange question] you have ever had sex?

I've done this one. Plus, things can't be more unique than other things. Either it's unique or it isn't. I've had sex in some odd places, sure, but to quantify them, to list them in order of oddity, is too much for me.

Bonus (as in optional): Do you pee in the shower? If so, has any Sig-O known that you pee in the shower? Has any Sig-O peed in the shower?

I do pee in the shower. I don't know if a lot of women do; it seems to be more of a guy thing. But I actually enjoy standing up to pee sometimes, and I'm not likely to do it anywhere but the shower or a body of water (yes, I've peed in the ocean as well). I sometimes like to feel it trickle down my leg. What can I say, I'm a little strange. Not always, but sometimes. And sometimes it's the morning and I'm cold and don't feel like getting out of the shower, but I have to piss like a racehorse, so I just go while I'm showering. Maybe it's a bit disgusting. I have no real problem with urine, provided it's not stale and in clothing or carpets.

And now Sveta knows I pee in the shower if I hadn't told her before. I don't think I've ever done it in front of her. We've never tried anything watersports-related, but I'm open to the possibility if she ever wants to. Other sig-Os have certainly known I pee in the shower, because I've peed on them on occasion, by request.

As far as sig-Os peeing in the shower, I've done some watersports stuff, and I prefer to do that in the shower because cleanup is easier. On an everyday-basis, I don't know whether my sig-Os pee in the shower. I can't say it bothers me one way or the other. Maybe I've just grossed a lot of you out. Ah well.

Working

I am up to my tits in work at the moment, hence the lack of postage. If I were international mail, I would definitely be held up at the distribution center. I think I keep up enough to be local mail though. Wow, that was an incredibly stupid joke/pun.

I saw Simon again this weekend. It was a bit awkward, and oddly enough that's a good thing. If he hadn't felt awkward about it, I would have labeled him a jackass player and moved on. But either he felt awkward about having fucked a coworker of sorts, or he felt awkward about the way things turned out, or possibly both. I know I was feeling a little of column A, a little of column B.

If it had worked out really well and then been really awkward the next time we met, that would be one thing. But we were both at work, so to speak, so it's allowed to be a bit awkward. I know a few people were nodding and winking and knowing that something went on between the two of us, which only served to make me feel more embarrassed about the whole thing. But I don't think he's the jackass I've perhaps made him out to be. I might get another evening of enjoyment out of him if I play my cards right. Can't say that I care one way or the other, except he was good enough to go back for seconds. And I like sex. News flash, there.

Sveta just came through mid-terms, which means she was stressed as hell and we had a few spats over the phone, just little shit which doesn't matter. It's okay. Fighting is fine, as long as it's just fussin' and not feudin'. All is forgiven. I can't wait until she gets the time to come home again. Yes, she's coming home to me. My house is now her home. I declare it. So shall it be written, so shall it be done. Also, she thinks she did well on the tests, which is good too. Soon she'll be better-educated than I am. Never thought I'd be the dumb one in a relationship, but apparently I'll have to go for barefoot and pregnant in front of the stove while she brings home the bacon. I'm okay with that.

Other than that, not much to report. Once I get more time, I hope to be able to do some more writing, but for right now, I'm dreaming about doing work, waking up, and doing work. It's a non-stop litany of work. Hoo-freaking-ray.

For the More Adventurous Among Us

Because I know I get readers who are more into various lifestyles than I am, I offer these two videos. I know, they're pretty "vanilla" as it were for the initiate, but I'm not all that into bondage and submission. I just happened upon them, thought they were relatively sexy, and offer them as a propitiation to the kink gods. Or something.

http://www.tube8.com/amateur/scene-slut-fucked-and-facialed/202821/

I enjoy sexy underwear. The girl is attractive, the bondage is tame, and basically the only comment I have is that it's pretty silly that she keeps her sunglasses on the whole time. I wish we got to see her breasts, because they look like they might be nice.

http://www.tube8.com/amateur/ladder-fuck/203637/

This one, on the other hand, seems a bit more realistic. There's some spanking if you like that (I'm not into it myself, really, but the girl is cute), some commands, some roughness... yeah, it's still pretty tame I'm sure. I enjoy it for the adorable female presence, even though I must admit I want to rush in and protect her from the guy. Ah well. That's my instinct. Also, I want to rush in and take off her top, because once again, no boobs. Still, her butt is very cute.

Who knows, maybe with a little exploration I could get into a bit of submission. But not a tremendous amount. I'm too ornery. Anyway, I hope you enjoy. Just a snapshot of my viewing.

Sveta Is a Trooper

When we last left our heroes, Lexi was watching a DVD quietly so as not to disturb Sveta's beautifully-sleeping form lying on her chest. But eventually I did have to disturb her because I was wide awake and the movie was over and I was starting to lose feeling in my limbs. I can't stay lying in the same place for too long. I get fidgety.

So I had to wake her up, which was brutal because believe me, I really just wanted to stay and watch her sleep forever. When I said her name, she snuggled even more into me, which made me almost give up and resign myself to permanent paralysis. But then she blinked her eyes, looked at the TV, and asked what time it was.

Fortunately, she can get back to sleep. We went upstairs and I tucked her into bed and then spent the rest of the night trying unsuccessfully to fall asleep. I had to get up early for work, but nothing. Couldn't sleep. I wound up getting up at dawn, eating breakfast, watching something, killing time, and hoping that I wouldn't crash five seconds before I had to leave. Then I took a shower just as Dad was getting up, told him I didn't really have time for anything, and that he should save it for Sveta, who needs hard cock much more than I do.

Then off to work. I'm informed that while I was away, Sveta got a delightful morning fuck from Daddy, complete with a rejuvenated sperm count and orgasms all around. Then she did her homework like the good student she is. Honestly, I wouldn't have been doing homework if I had been in her shoes. She did admit that she had taken a few breaks with some toys from my collection. I let her take her favorite vibe back to school with her. She can use it discreetly I think.

It took forever for me to get home. I mean, I was exhausted, doing manual labor, not wanting to be there... multiply real time by about five million and you have a general idea. Oy. And when I finally got back, all I really wanted to do was crawl into bed. But I stayed up for dinner, then was falling asleep in front of the TV with Sveta, so it was her turn to suggest we turn in. It was later than I thought I'd make it too, so in the end we were able to curl up and snuggle in bed, which led to some light fingering but nothing serious. I was almost too tired to feel arousal, that's how tired I felt. In the end, she told me to lie back and enjoy it, and treated me to a very nice O with her tongue, after which I dimly remember her crawling back up and wrapping us in the blanket.

The next morning, we woke up together, didn't have a lot of time because once again I had to work (the theatre doesn't believe in weekends), but we managed to get in a shower together, and after I'd cum and washed off, I revved her up in time for Dad to come into the bathroom, bend her over the side, and thrust his cock into her dripping pussy. I stuck around for a while, longer than I should have, licking Dad's balls and teasing Sveta's click from underneath, then I had to rush to get ready.

Sveta, bless her, stayed later than she planned, and it took me forever to get home again, and by the time I was back, we didn't go upstairs, we just left her baggage on the floor near the door, and I pulled down her jeans and panties and bent her over the couch and licked her from behind until she was dripping like an old faucet. She didn't want to get her pants went again, so finally she pushed me away, practically ripped her pants off, and then lay back with her legs spread, just waiting for me to bring her over the edge. I could taste her on my tongue for hours afterward, after we'd pulled ourselves together, I'd taken her back, returned home, and felt all empty inside. I wish I hadn't had to work. It was a bitch. But Friday evening was wonderful, and even if it just made me miss her terribly, I wouldn't trade it for the world.

TMI Deadly Sins

Once again, back to the bin.

1. LUST: Besides your current Significant Other, for whom do you lust or have you lusted?

See everything I've ever written on this blog, plus anything I'll ever write. Lust is definitely my deadly sin. A catalogue of even the highlights could take years.

2. GLUTTONY: What food brings out your inner glutton?

Chocolate. Absolutely. I like other food, but I could eat myself to death on chocolate if I broke down.

3. GREED: What are you greedy for?

Sex. Money (I'm not proud of that, sure, but I don't have much so I pinch pennies and wish I had more even though I have more than many people, I'm sure). Attention (I try hard to keep this one under wraps, but I can't lie and say I don't like attention). Approbation.

4. SLOTH: What is your plan for an ideal day of sloth?

To be able to actually sleep through an entire day, like the dead, no waking up because things hurt or having to go to the bathroom or eat or anything, not because I'm sick or exhausted, just to lie in bed and be asleep for a whole day and miss it completely, without realizing it, without worrying about it. I'm sure you were expecting something sexy, but really, I just want to sleep through it.

5. WRATH: Describe a time that you opened up a can of whoop ass on someone.

No thanks. I'm not proud of losing my temper, and because I've always been bigger than the other kids, I sometimes do things which I don't mean to be violent but which people take as violence. I don't like violence. I might contemplate it, even do it, but I don't like dwelling on it.

6. ENVY: Whom or what do you envy? Why?

I envy lots of people. I don't think it's unhealthy to envy, unless envy turns to hatred. I can say, "Gee, I wish I was a bit more like X," without wishing for X to fail or become a bit more like me. It can be a raising experience, a desire to raise the joint standard. But some people take envy and wish, instead, "Gee, I wish X were worse than me." That's not healthy. Maybe I'm not using envy the right way. But I do wish I could be like some people. I envy looks, or attitude, or success. It comes from not being completely happy with myself, I guess. But if it makes me strive to improve myself, I don't see the harm. Or rather, I see less harm in it than if it made me strive to destroy others.

7. PRIDE: Have you ever had to swallow your pride? What are you proud of?

Yes, I have had to swallow my pride. Also, not a pleasant memory. I didn't start this blog to psychoanalyze myself, so fuck it, I'm done with that.

I'm proud of things I've done. It's a displaced pride, sure, because one should be proud of oneself, not one's accomplishments, but hey, I guess it's pride in oneself through one's accomplishments. Or something.

This was a really dumb one, and I'm sorry for that. Maybe I wouldn't have done it at all, but I'm running low on my backlog and there haven't been any other interesting memes I've seen recently.

No Time For Blogging, Dr. Jones

So aside from an automatically-posted PotD post, I haven't blogged in several days. I didn't even turn my computer on for two days straight. What can I say. I was busy, I didn't have the energy for blogging, not much of anything happened...

Except for Sveta coming down to visit on Friday evening and staying until Sunday night!

Did I have you going for a minute? I'm a tease, let's face it. At least this time I was teasing about boring things and serious about exciting things.

I wasn't really expecting the visit until she called Friday and asked me if I could come pick her up. What she would have done if I'd said no, or had been out of town, I don't know. I love the impulse though, obviously. So I hopped in my car and went and picked her up at the station, which isn't so much of a schlep that I would have minded even if she hadn't been a bundle of coed sex.

We barely made it out of the station. Seriously. It's been so long since she's gotten any, and so long since we've seen each other, that I had to fend her off (which was hard for me to do because she wanted it but so did I), and then only until we were in the car. The light had faded, we weren't in plain view, and she hopped into my lap facing me, grinding her hips against me, giving me kisses all over my face while she unbuttoned my blouse and started copping a serious feel. Since I wasn't wearing any underwear, it wasn't hard for her at all.

It was cramped being in the car, but we didn't give a shit. Being in a cardboard box with my sweetie would have been fun at that point. I had my hands down the back of her pants, cupping her ass, sliding fingers forward under her panties to stroke the tender parts between her legs, even cheekily running a finger around her asshole until she almost begged me to finger her butt.

She was wearing a sweatshirt so I couldn't get at the goodies of her top half, so I made up for that by driving her crazy below the equator. She was bumping and grinding on me until I was afraid for the suspension of my car. She pinched my nipples harder than she's ever done before, almost painful actually, which I'm not into, but I let her because I knew she wasn't trying to hurt me. Plus, I was pretty occupied between fingering both her nethers and sucking on her tongue until I was sure I was pulling it out by the tonsils.

Her eyes opened really wide and I felt her shake and then get this really shocked look on her face, and she leaped up like a scalded cat and screamed, "Oh shit!" The poor thing came in her pants, and believe me when I say that for her, that's no laughing matter. She got beet red, looked like she wanted to crawl into a hole and die, and I confess that I had to restrain myself a little because my first impulse was to laugh at the humor. It wasn't funny to her. She had this wet patch on her jeans, looked like she had an accident of the decidedly non-sexy kind.

But it was okay. After a moment, she laughed, and then I laughed, and she said, "A year ago, I would have died, right there." It's true. Now, of course, she said, "Driver, take me home; I fear I must change my soiled undergarments." In this adorable British posh voice too. I cracked up. God, I love her so much. I also wanted to tell her to shift her royal British arse back into my lap and forget going anywhere, because while it was hysterical, it was also incredibly sexy, and I was wound up. It's not often she cums before I do if we're both working at it.

My parents were out, so when we got home it was straight upstairs, into a hot shower for two, with plenty of giggling and naked parts flashing as clothes were stripped off and left on the floor. I wanted to take a shower because, as disgusting as this is, I hadn't had one yet that day. Sveta wanted to clean up too. And it was chilly, and a warm shower sounded nice even without the company.

I had her cumming like a trained monkey (well, that actually makes no sense, because I've never seen a monkey trained to cum), over and over. I made her cum three times in the shower, and two of those times were almost one long orgasm with two punctuation marks. Either she's been practicing, which she has a little, or absence makes the pussy grow more sensitive, or something. She still goes weak at the knees when she cums, so after the first time happened unexpectedly quickly, we shifted to more of a bath, sitting down, so she wouldn't slip and break her neck.

We were out of the shower, wearing nothing but towels and thinking about simply jumping into a warm bed and making it warmer, when Mom and Dad came home. They were surprised and delighted, of course, Dad in particular when Sveta ran up to him, dropped her towel, gave him a big kiss and hug, and then started pulling his cock out of his pants without letting him get his shoes off. He was barely in the door. God it was cute. I really do wish I could share pictures.

Eventually, things settled down to Sveta sitting on Dad's lap with his cock thrusting up into her, shifting her butt up and down every so often, while she told us all the news of college. Really, it's perfectly normal in my family to have conversations like that. I do it all the time. But when other people hear about it, they can't get over it. It's not really even fucking, it's like holding hands while talking, or sitting in someone's lap. It's just a connection.

Dad did finally want to finish things up, and he shifted the two of them around so he was gripping her waist from behind, and pumped into her cunt like piston until she was gasping and possibly having a multiple. Then he unloaded his balls (depleted, I'm sorry to say, because he'd already had once with me earlier, but how was I to know) into her, helped her lie back on the couch, gave her a big kiss, said, "Good to have you home, Lana [Note: I'm using "Lana" as a pet name because it is, for "Svetlana", from which "Sveta" comes. Obviously, my Dad doesn't call Sveta that, because it's an alias. He calls her by a pet name, the way he calls me Lexi, different from her actual name, so even though Sveta is already a pet name, I'm using Lana to distinguish. Just so you're totally confused.]," and headed up to bed. Mom gave us both a kiss and headed off too. Well, she gave Sveta a kiss, and me a kiss on the top of the head because I was already delving into Sveta's honey pot to clean out all the spunk I could.

That made her cum again (dear God, it's the truth; she was super-orgasmic Friday), then she looked about ready to keel over from a combination of pleasure and exhaustion, so I wrapped her in my arms, put a blanket over us, and put on whatever DVD was already in the player, which she saw 3 minutes of before falling asleep with her head on my chest. I missed that more than I can say. I'm missing it now.

Unfortunately, I had to work on the weekend, which meant that during the day I didn't get to see as much of her, and during the evening I was tired, but I'll try to give a rundown of the further adventures of Lexi and Lana (I'm not changing, but I like the alliteration) in an additional post.