New week, new tits, new dicks, new pussy. If only life work..

New week, new tits, new dicks, new pussy. If only life worked that way. Though Monday is a good day for claiming you got some new dick or pussy. Being that the weekend seems to bring more possibilities of procuring said penis and vagina. No pussy for me this weekend. Not that I wouldn’t have wanted it but the opportunity has not presented itself. I may be too picky when it “cums” to pussy. I have a certain look I like in women and if they don’t fit it, I don’t really want to lick it. Guys, not so much. I am pretty open to a wide variety. It’s not so much the guy, it’s his dick. If his dick is attractive, then I really pay little attention to the rest of him. But such is life, my lovelies. So, how did my Saturday go with Bob, my 24 yr old boy-toy? Pretty good. Quick recap. I met him at his place. We went to Houligans, then made our way to the Ocean Deck, then back to his place, and around 2 am, I was back home. So now you know. Catch you all later. Just kidding. So, I went to his place, and he wanted to fuck immediately, but that wasn’t working for me. So after a groping session and him walking out of his door with a stiffy trying to poke out of his pants, we headed off to the restaurant. I did take his cock out and I did stroke it. Just enough to keep it rock hard all the way there. He thought I was going to finish his cock off in the parking lot. How adorable. How wrong. I made him do the walk of shame, as he had to walk into the restaurant with a hard cock pressing against his trousers. We sat next to each other. I enjoy watching people watch me with a guy that is so much younger than me. I know they know that I am only interested in him for one reason and that is having him dump his cum in my guts as often as possible. Them knowing that turns me on. We got a lot of looks, so to say that I was turned on would be an understatement. I kept his cock nice and hard the entire dinner by placing my hand on it and tickling the stiff outline in his pants. He left the place the same way he came in. With a hard-on. I broke my own rule for the night and gave him a blowjob in the parking lot. It was dumb, but I couldn’t help it. I needed to suck him as bad as he needed to be sucked. It only took a few minutes of me sucking the head of his cock and then he tried to drown me with sperm. His testicles pushed out a ton of hot, gooey jizz. It was so much it went down the wrong pipe and made me cough, send some up my nose. I spent the rest of the ride to the Ocean Deck, trying to snort his cum out of my nose. Oddly enough, even that turned me on. He lost some interest in the night after he came. His enthusiasm died off pretty steep, and he wanted to go home, but again, I wasn’t having that. So we did the Ocean Deck. I rubbed his cock hard again at the bar and he was back in full swing again. We left and went back to his place. He wanted a blowjob on the way home, but I wanted my fun. So when we got to his place I had him eat me. I spent the next 30 plus minutes instructing him on how I liked to be licked and he did okay. He will definitely get better at it. He kept trying to stick it in, but I wanted to be licked, so that’s what we did. When I had enough, I was conflicted. His cock is so beautiful, so smooth, so long, such a perfect head, and all that attached to an ever more perfect set of perfectly round balls. I couldn’t decide what I wanted. I ended up choosing to please his cock without pleasing myself. Which, in a roundabout way, ends up with me over pleasing myself. So, other than my throat, his penis never found its. way inside of me. Instead, I chose to edge his cock. I spent almost an hour and a half working his dick and I had him tell me the first few times when he thought was about to cum. I figured his penis out pretty quickly. His dick gives off “tells” that he is about to blow. His balls start to tighten up inside of him and his cock turns a beautiful reddish-purple and I could feel it get even stiffer than it already was. The big sign was his hips would come off the bed. I stroked the underside of his cock head so slowly and kept going over the entire head at the same pace. He would suck his breath in each time I did it. When he got close, I would let go and watch it twitch around while it stood straight up. I bet I did that a dozen times before I finally just got him to the edge and then just tickled his balls till they sucked up inside of him and pumped his jizz. He made kinds of goofy grunts and groans as I watched his sperm drool out of his cum hole. It was rather amusing but insanely hot at the same time. The cum didn’t fly out like it had back pressure, but just drooled. It drooled a lot though and left a big puddle of nut on his belly. No matter how many times I see that, it’s like the first time, and it’s obvious I will never tire of it. In fact, it makes me want to just do it more. He was completely wasted after that. I was still infatuated with his cock. It was still standing straight up and twitching around and the pile of cooling sperm was starting to run. So, licked up the drip trails. That made him gag, and he asked me to stop. I was like “what? You want me to stop?” He said it was gross which I admit, somewhat turned my turn-on into a downward spiral. I wanted to suck his nut up. I don’t want to be looked at like a freak when I do it, though. But I did it anyway and when I got to the big puddle, I made sure I made loud slurping noises. It bugged him, and he kept gagging and pushing me away. After I got most of it, I informed him that he was just fine pumping thick, slimy, fragrant sperm, fresh from his testicles, down my throat just hours earlier. He said that was different. He didn’t have to see it. Okay. Whatever. That turned a perfect night into a not-so-perfect night for me. Still a great night but took some of the zing off of it if you know what I mean. I was looking forward to fingering myself on the way home while tasting the cum still in the back of my throat from both feedings of jizz that night. That killed that. Kind of took some of my attraction away towards him as well. Not that I didn’t get home and fuck myself into a state of stupid afterward because I did just that. I love his penis. I really do, but he is starting to annoy me with the limited scope of sexual adventure if you know what I mean. Maybe I should just tell him to keep his mouth shut and his dick hard and we will be best of buddies. I’m thinking about it. Catch you all in a bit.