i didn't blow her. she blew me. i just jerked her off.
when i was a kid, i'd have dreams of being somebody's wife, just like all the beautiful women in my family and enslave some stupid, hard working putz from a well off family with my pussy, and be left with a fortune when i'm only in my 60's and the schmuck works himself to death.
all i had to do was let him knock me up a couple or three times and carry a kid or three around in my belly for nine months and go through a few hours of incredible pain at the end. it isn't even always that painful, especially if the first one goes well, the next ones are usually easier.
after the kids were born, i had a maid to do all that other shit housewives complain about and i could indulge my friends with long mah jong, bridge and canasta games in the afternoons instead, like my mom, her sister and my dad's sister-in-law all did.
spirit told me when i was young to endure it and i'd be healed when they came to sort this shit out. that's why i never actually made any effort to transition and toughed it out instead.
because i would rather be getting hosed than to be doing the hosing and there was no way my ass was going to be the receptacle, i never went out hound dogging and was a heterosexual serial monogamist instead. it was real easy for me to visualize myself being the fuckee and my partner as the fucker when we were going at it.
i had some wonderful relationships with women going all the way back to the 8th grade, but none of them hated me enough to marry me. at the time i jerked off jenae, i was living with a welfare mama and her four year old mulatto kid in a one room apartment with the kid sleeping in the closet. the thing had a loft and there was a 15 year old runaway who was absolutely freaking gorgeous who slept up there sometimes. i was 28 at the time.
one afternoon, i came home to find meghan and sabrina together in the bed in the living room waiting for me. i knew better because they were pretty mussed up and wet when i got into it. the whole scene unraveled because i only had a few fingers in meghan's snapper, not even the whole hand past the wrist and was all over sabrina, who i'd been lusting after for at least 15 months without ever getting more than long hugs and chaste kisses, which you all know what that will do to a young male at the peak of testicular performance.
meghan, thanks to tyrone, yakina's father, hated sucking dick and had a fuck me and get it over with attitude. she was a little mousie, showing some wear in the face, was a little flabby had stretch marks after 4 years.
thankfully, tyrone lived in another city. there is nothing worse than a welfare mama with a jealous ex-old man you could run into.
sabrina was a blond, blue-eyed cherub with perfect sized, smooth, firm globes on both her breasts and bottom, with the most incredible sparkling eyes, heart-stopping smile, exuberant laugh and the voice of an angel. it was difficult for many people not to get hard-ons when she was around.
meghan threw a tantrum less than an hour into it that she wasn't getting enough attention. i hadn't even fucked either of them yet and had only made them cum a few times. i think what she was pissed about was that i was just cranking her cunt with my fingers and making sabrina sing with my tongue and i wasn't getting to meghan's mouth to kiss her often enough.
the breakup scene shortly after involved some emo twink raver they let stay there, who i came very close to killing when he tried to throw me out for meghan. i threw a fatal strike into his eyes. he shrieked and i reflexively pulled it instead of following through.
that was the first of two times i ever got busted for something like that. everything else i've ever been busted for has been much less serious or a drug offense and those have all been nothing too, because i don't deal or mess with the hard drugs very often. any other times the cops had to get between me and somebody else, either nobody or the other guy went to jail.
after that, i quit having intimate relations until 1990 when i met my last ex-old lady. she was a mess and was so frigid, she couldn't even get herself off. we'll save those stories for another time.
for the benefit of my fan boi who bought a fuckbag to breed in and prefers the pleasure of a cock in his obese ass: yes, i have failed completely to achieve any of the things you, bucket, mike and max aspire to and you know what? i'm pretty proud of that.
ranters respect me for what i am (at least in public, since i know some of you are trying to bait me for the chickenshit bully boys to pounce on) and aren't trying to proselytize me to be like them, but are asking what appear to be sincere questions, not snarling hateful, ignorant shit at me.
some of these guys have been very supportive in helping me to respond to your vicious and relentless attacks all along. one of them has even made his way to make friends with somebody in my inner circle.
maybe the time has come for you to do the honorable thing ?
you're the loser, loser. (not you, mcbig)
and no, the fact that you have a shitty relationship with reality and the truth does not make the rest of us “worse” than those who molest children and animals like you.
