A Lust Gone Wrong

It was never supposed to be about love.  I wasn't supposed to fall, it was never my intentions to fall.  I only wanted to give the perception as if I cared and was in love.  Then everything went wrong.  A typical game of lets drink and fuck turned out to be something less and yet something more.  Usually when I play this game and I don't fuck I don't bother playing the game anymore.  Well I do but with different contestants.  This one was different she played the game enough to make me wanting more, I fell in Lust.  That wasn't so bad, I usually fall in lust on mere eye contact alone, but she played the game as well as I did.  She teased and played and joked and she was me with a set of tits and a vagina, a vagina that I didn't get to see that night or any other night I thought we were playing drink and fuck.  Well that isn't entirely true at all, I did see her vagina up close and personal.  My tongue can do amazing things down there, usually things that eventually lead to fucking, but with a simple blow and a no, the night was over.  Now I couldn't get this girl out of my mind.  This isn't fair, this isn't how the game gets played, I am not winning.  When I play these games, I play not to lose, and I'm losing.  She wasn't the only the contestant playing and those games I was winning but I needed this win as well, I DON"T LIKE TO LOSE.

My mind focused at the task at hand, the time we spent together I had to be more charming more funny more cunning and make her like me more, well so was she.  I found myself captivated by her words and not just cause I wanted to be inside her but because I was sincerely captivated by her words.   This wasn't good for me, not me, not the lord of lust.  I don't fold to wonders of love,  I fuck em and leave em.  This was all too different.  My usual game continued as such with other contestants but it was all too easy and not enough challenge.  The more I played the more I didn't care and the more I wanted HER.  All my focus was on her now, all other games have been suspended till further notice.  Then I realized something was different here, these weren't just mere sit downs and having drinks, these were dates.  We were going out to dinners, movies, shows, we were dating, and I still haven't won my prize.

The more we did the less I cared about my prize or the prizes from others that could be won.  We would have our moments of lustful play but when it came down to the grand finale, well the curtains closed early.  Still did this not bother me, I wasn't trying to force anything, I patiently waited for things to play out.  When a new contestant entered the arena I found myself telling them I was taken, or playing another game.  I don't know what I'm doing anymore, I'm losing focus, or maybe gaining focus.  We were a couple inseparable, and I loved every minute of it.  Loved?  That's a new notion for me, love, never thought I would care enough about anything to love it.   Yet here I was planning the rest of my life together with this woman, she didn't know that but I was imagining vacations with her, apartments, and weddings, and still yet haven't won the prize.

I have gone from lust to love.  This is all wrong

Days Of Lust

She wanted a tour of the store and I was more then happy to oblige her. Lucky for me my coworker knows how to do my job so I felt comfortable leaving her in the front. The client just wanted to do a stand up machine so I showed her the best one we have.  This machine has four panels and is very open its also roomy. She agreed to this one so we went back to the front and set her up. I took her back to the room again to show her exactly how it works this time.  I've had enough people fuck that up so now I show them every time.  The way the handle bars are set up in the machine you would think you can do pull ups in there.  I always like to demonstrate as a joke.  Me being so tall I don't actually pull myself up.  So as a joke I made her try.  She grabs on to the handle bars and at first she thinks she's gonna break the machine, so I till her not to be scared everyone does it.  She grabs on to the handle bars and starts to pull herself up I grab her waist and start lifting her in the air. She is startled at first but then smiles, I told you you can do it, I say to her.  She smiles again but tries to do it on her own.  She doesn't break it she kinda slips off and almost falls if it weren't for me being right there to catch her.  A little startled from the almost fall and potential damage that could have been, she holds on to me for dear life. Breathing heavily I go to set her on her feet and she squeezes me harder.  I hold her more tightly to ensure her I won't let go.  She turns and maybe through the rush of adrenaline pumping in her she kisses me.  We embrace for a while and it becomes more passionate.  This has to be the adrenaline but I'm not gonna argue here.  I find when a beautiful girl kisses you kiss back and let it take you wherever, worry bout the consequences later.   She is able to stand now without breaking our embrace.  She grabs my arms and holds me caressing me and making her way down to my pants.  She was a little taken a back by the fact I have no belt on but then that just made her job easier, so did the button fly.  Basically ripping my pants open she was ready to thank me for saving her.  Now I'm no hero but when a girl is about to blow you well again you can't really say no to these kind of things.  Her mouth was so giving too, she traced my erection with her tongue she kissed every part of it she welcomed it into her mouth as if she were welcoming god into her life, and I was about to give her the holy spirit if you know what I mean.  Then she stops she smiles teasingly and undress. Her body is perfect she looks back up to those handle bars and now she knows what she has to do. She holds on for dear life and raps her legs around me.  She's not letting got this time but she is getting off. We blast the music in the machine to disrupt the noise but anyone within a mile radius can hear what we're doing in there.  And with one last earth shattering scream she climaxes and slides off my body to he floor. With my rock hard member right in front of her face she takes it in her hand and brings it to her mouth. With very to little effort she swallows my cock and then my cum she collapses then on the floor and laughing proclaims she can't wait to go tanning again

the love i'll never know

in nine months something will happen that will change my life forever but i won't be a part of it
i don't blame the person for hating me but for taking this away from me i will hate you forever
i can only hope that its not true ...
i can't bare to stripped away from something that is partially mine
i will never know your name or what you look like or what gender you are
i will never hold you in your arms
and you will never know your true fathers love
i will secretly dream of you
i will have my own secret name for
i will create my own secret life for you
i will create memories that we will never share
in years to come i will pretend to have seen your first steps
i will fantasize about your first word
i will pretend to take you to school
i will teach you about baseball and watch met games with you
i will teach you to ride a bike
i will do everything a father should do with its child
and you will never know me
you will never know my name who i am or what i look like
you will never experience these things with
you will idolize a false father figure who will undoubtedly love you for he will love your mother
he will teach you things that i should have
he will teach you to drive
how to react with the opposite sex how to deal with life
and i will always think about the love i'll never know
i love you and somehow someway you will know i am out here loving you

- the love i never knew-

Days Of Lust

its weird when you are talking to more than one girl at one time.

its even weirder when they know and acknowledge the other.

in todays days of lust we explore the notion of them wanting to be together with me

i wake up to a phone call its her on the line

me: hay baby whats up ...

her: i wanna see you today ... where are you

me: in bed where are you

her: work

me: want me to come over there

her: yeah ... and i got no bed cleaner

me: so you want me to work for you .. like your slave boy

her: maybe later you can be my sex slave

me: i will see you in a lil bit

as im on the train on my way to work anticipating the pussy im about to receive, i think about all the things i wanna do to her and how there is not enough time in the day to this

i get to work and what do i see "her" my coworker and "she" ... we havent met "she" yet but "she" is the other one ... technically the first maybe its complicated to explain try and follow

and here is where the days of lust fantasy takes place ....

a cple hours pass by and the day is getting late it gets closer and closer to closing ... one by one the group of people leave ... my coworker, her friend ... but "she" is still here and "she" is sitting next to "her" giggling and shit ...

hmmm ... idk what to think but my penis is having a ball with the idea of threesome actually happening ... idk why i didnt see this at first ... this has to be it

it hits midnight like it was new years eve i nearly exploded in my jeans ....

we turn off the lights all of us as we go down the corridor one by one the lights go off ... the store is black and as we walk back we stop by the bathroom ... "she" dims the lights some so she can see a lil and then grabs "her" i couldnt believe this was really happening they start making out in front of me i cant even take it my dick is so hard right now...

they stop kissing and turn there attention to me

i can barely contain my self

they start kissing my neck and rubbing my penis ... this is intense "she" undoes my belt

"she" pulls down my pants while im kissing on "her"

"her" got on "her" knees and they both started playing with my penis

"she" fed my penis into "her" mouth while "she" was licking my balls

things got hot and heavy and next thing i know legs are in the air girls are screaming im cumming ... holes are filled (these parts would normally be more detailed but i have to jerk off myself... just imagine anything you would do in a threesome and assume it was done)

when it was all said and done "her" "she" and me were out of breath and out of fluids ;)

"she" went "she" own way

and "her" came back with me ... round 23235254324352346546648956023475

random feeling

its funny how the world works ... the other day i was hating life ... then you meet someone who is mad cool and everything seems different ... you don't get caught up in the sorrows of life as much ... your new focus is establishing more of a connection with this person ... then you hope that (if you're happy) this person stays so the felling will last because you hate how things were before

taking a shit vs giving bitrh

Another theory on yet another one of lifes great mysteries; like what came first the chicken or the egg, is ther life on mars, what is better sex or head, and of course what is more painful giving birth or taking a shit. Now I know what some of you readers are thinking, "how can you compare the two?", or " no way does taking a shit compare to giving birth." Well I beg to differ. I for one have taken shits that no one should ever have to experience. Yeah, Yeah I know preganancy is a dificult process and is quite painful, but you knew what you were getting into. Never did i think after eating this chocolate cake was i gonna have to pass a chocolate baby out of my asswhole. How much can pregnancy really hurt, sure you have to pass a football through your vagina but at least your pumped with drugs. I wish i can have that while taking a shit, life would be so much better. It’s not like women don’t take shits so you know what us men go through but again no woman has ever shat like me, or any other man probably for that matter. Labor phft try sitting on the bowl for 7 hours sweating bullets, breathing heavily, stomach cramps and all you get is a loud phart and a few particles of debri, now that’s labor. I hope I never have to wipe my ass again, I would rather take the drugs, and go through labor and have the doctors cleaning me up and taking care of the situation then sit on uncomfortable toilet seat, pass my own child, then wipe my ass with toilet paper that feels like sanding paper then wopnder why I’m bleeding out the ass in the morning. "Well it’s not just the labor, you don’t have to cary shit around for nine months." "Well you don’t have to carry it around for 9 months"(in a whinny voice), who gives a shit. You never had to walk 12 blocks to your house with diarrhoea poking out your ass. "My water Broke".... Well my ass is leaking, and no one is gonna hold my shit up and say "oh how cute". At least woman have the pleasure of having an orgasm during birth. The closest thing I got to an orgasm while taking a shit is having my balls sit on top of the mountain, if you get my visual, and that’s not fun who wants shitty balls? I didn’t intend on showering after shit. I don’t know. Plus you don’t have to go through that every day. If it was everyday then I give it to you hands down, but nooooooo. Look you can counter argument all you want, point out the similarities, which aren’t point proving similarities just things that are similar with giving birth and taking a shit like. For women you feast for nine months to nuture this baby and then finaly drop that significant amount of weight. For men we feast for nine hours and then defecate in our sleep(or drop duece in the toilet w.e comes first). You can have different kinds of babies, twins, triplets, quadruplets, quintuplets. You can different types of shits, diarrhoea, the long ones that look like bannannas coming out, the little sputters, the ones that take forever to come out but when they do your like all the for this, twins, triplets, quadruplets, quintuplets. After we’re done we flush. Before it becomes a porblem you can flush. There are pills you can take to stop pregnancy. There are lacatives we can take to induce shit, (not really the same per se). Both stretches a very sensitive whole further than we like. Well if this didnt convince you that taking a shit is worse than giving birth, well than your not taking the shits that I have you lucky son of a bitch. Original rant by, Ricardo Arteca

blow jobs vs having sex

B.J. or sex, thats all it ever really comes down to, a blow job or some sex. And guys who can’t get enough of either. But we all know one is preferred over the other. For me i would rather get head than sex. Not that i dont enjoy sex it’s just something about my cock in someones mouth that just turns me on more. Maybe it’s the freedom to roam, she’s discovering your penis with her tongue...NOW THATS HOT. there is just something to monotnous and boring with sex, witch probably causes men to cheat..... Women if your reading Suck More Dick. I promiss your man will not/cheat less than before. But you can’t just suck dick you have to do everything a man wants you to do sucking his dick. For example the balls, you must play with the balls, put it in your mouth just a lick hell hold them in your hands while your blowing me but dont leave them alone. Just plain head can be boring too, try something new like lick me like a lolipop dont just submerge my whole shaft in your mouth, play a game i like to call how many licks, yeah it may take a long time but that fact that your just giving thes little licks up my shaft is actually turning me on more than you think. This little position called 69 can save lives, you dont want to suck dick well maybe i dont want to eat you out but I want my dick sucked and you want your puss licked so compromise one doesnt get what the other doesnt get. AND PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE SWALLOW I know your thinking ewe, but i dont think there is man out here who doesnt want to be swallowed, I love to be swallowed so much that I wont tell her when I’m cumming for fear she might spit. And for the self conscience men remember if she’s brushing and flossing and mouth wash and is your wife let her swallow you, you’ll appreciate it more. And finally the only reason why I love head over sex is basically one factor, it’s your mouth my penis doesn’t belong ther but I want it there and I want it there all the time. If you don’t understand then let me put it this way, we were created to have sex and reproduce, vaginal intercourse, it is what we are expected to do but we are spontaneous creatures who love the unexpected. So we trade your vag for your mouth and we have this new toy to play with that no matter how hard we try cannot get pregnant and that has to be the most important reason why head is better than sex. So remember when your having sex and your husband/boyfriend/one night stand/ whomever your having sex with if he looks bored BLOW him. original theory by, Ricardo Arteca