Unloved Pervert

Happy Valentine’s Day…

unlovedpervert — Fri, 15 Feb 2008 07:23:05 +0000

When the day began, I had no idea I’d be having some great sex in the early evening…

…it’s just too bad I was the only one here to enjoy it.

Oh well. I’m sure my underwear enjoyed those thick warm ropes of semen. Sigh…

Amazing!

unlovedpervert — Fri, 25 Jan 2008 09:09:21 +0000

Wait, how did I live without YouPorn.com? I’m still trying to figure that out, but I have a feeling that when all is said and done, my life will be distinctly divided into “Life Before YouPorn.com” and “The Good Times”. Thrilling!

–UP

That’s Certainly A Surprise…

unlovedpervert — Fri, 25 Jan 2008 08:02:13 +0000

I just saw this blog listed in the Top 20 Most Popular XBlogspot blogs on the XBlogspot homepage… rather surprising. Although perhaps there are only twenty people with XBlogspot blogs… hmmm. In any case, it was surprising to see. I guess people are reading, just not feeling the need to post anything in reply. I do allow comments on all entries, so if you enjoy what you read, let me know, and odds are, it will mean more of it…

–UP

4+ Years?

unlovedpervert — Sat, 19 Jan 2008 10:50:30 +0000

If my advanced calculations are correct, I haven’t had the opportunity to eat pussy in over 4 years.

LET’S DO WHAT WE CAN TO CHANGE THIS.

Another Down The Tubes…

unlovedpervert — Fri, 18 Jan 2008 16:08:20 +0000

Months back, it actually looked like I was getting involved in another relationship. It started off well… the first date went swimmingly… the second date was brief but also very great… it was either our third or fourth time in each other’s presence that her lips wound up around my cock.

I had been out of circulation for some time so I was head over heels (no pun intended) that this was actually happening. She specifically asked to do it. To tell the truth, I was actually a bit apprehensive (what? ME?? True) but it had been such a long time that all apprehensiveness was overruled!

So lips and tongue were caressing my cock once more, her head bobbing up and down on my groin as I lie back in bed, my fingers making nice with her exposed pussy…

I finished in her mouth and she gulped it all down.

She was leaving soonafter… what, no cuddling? She gave me a reason, but seems it was more of an excuse, because I never saw her again.

This was not my choice.

So alas, it was not to be. I got a blowjob out of the deal, but I wanted so much more. Ah well.

I still think about her from time to time. I remember her lips on my cock and how lonely it has been since. I remember ejaculating into her throat and feeling my cock erupt into her warm mouth.

But in the end, I suppose I’d rather that have never happened since we weren’t meant to be together. Still, it happened, and it is pleasant to think about.

But let’s hope the next relationship goes a bit smoother, eh?

–UP

New Year, New Computer, New Start?

unlovedpervert — Fri, 18 Jan 2008 16:02:08 +0000

Greetings… I apologize for the numerous lame attempts at revujenating this blog… I’m hoping this WILL be the new beginning. I have a cooperative computer now, so let us hope that this will allow me some uninterrupted postings… cross your fingers….

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Yes I AM alive…

unlovedpervert — Thu, 18 Oct 2007 21:20:58 +0000

Nothing of interest to report… I have been merely unsure what to do with this blog, but I hope to revitalize it somehow. You can hopefully expect new posts on a more regular basis for at least a while… cross your fingers!

–UP

Something New…

unlovedpervert — Wed, 28 Mar 2007 09:21:52 +0000

You knew I’d follow up “Something Old” with “Something New”, didn’t you? Indeed…

There is someone new who inspires lurid thoughts within me… she is no one I will ever be with, for various reasons, but in the playground of my mind, those reasons vanish!

She is tall and has an ample bosom… a pretty face… and can be seductive if she dares to be.

She inspires lurid thoughts in the Unloved Pervert’s mind!! But alas, she is a “good girl” and would never do the things she does in this devious brain of mine…

…things like seductively striptease for me down to only a t-shirt and panties… her body moving in a rhythm that gives me the overwhelming desire to fuck the shit out of her….

I would love to corner her against a wall and ravenously grope her bouncing breasts through that flimsy t-shirt… as one hand moved down between her legs…. I’d love to look into her eyes as I gently fingered her clit through her silk panties….

It wouldn’t be long before the shirt came off and those incredible breasts were finally revealed fully… I would turn my full attention to them, staring at them, taking them in… I’d slowly grope them and notice how they hung and fell as I let go of them. I would play with them for ages, suckling them, passionately licking at them…

But soon I’d need more, and I’d slide my hands down to her waist, and rid her of those annoying panties.

Then, as they fell to the ground, so would I, though my hands would never leave her breasts. As they continued to grope and knead, my mouth would be headed one place.

I imagine her bush to be untrimmed and unexplored… but not for long. As my hands continued their magic upstairs, I would gently part her legs with my face and send my tongue to her waiting twat.

And I would lick and sop her up as if she were a melting ice cream cone… her back resting against the wall behind her as she struggled to lower her pussy further, deeper, into my mouth… I’d let her slide down to the ground, lying on her back as I wrapped my arms around her legs and went down on that juicy pussy for ages…

Then out comes the cock.

I’d straddle her, positioning myself at her chest, and I’d put those beautiful breasts to work, sliding my cock between them. I’d be so excited, that it wouldn’t be long before she’d receive a surprise….

I would grope and paw those breasts, sliding my cock between them quickly and with force… and soon my cock would unload on her unexpecting face…

I know the first shot would take her by surprise, and she would close her eyes hard as she felt the warm semen hit her face. But there would be more where that came from, as I unleashed rope upon rope of loving come at her face and neck. Soon a pool of semen would run down her neck and face, into her hair, as she would cautiously open her eyes and I would slowly bring myself to a stop.

I’d then dismount her and lie beside her… looking into the eyes of someone who just had their first taste of sexual experimentation… I’d look at the come running down her face and ask, “Did you like that?”

And her reply would be only a weary nod accompanied by a “God, yes…”

Something Old…

unlovedpervert — Tue, 20 Mar 2007 23:36:47 +0000

A tribute to a former love… the relationship has long since ended, and she has moved on. But many memories remain…

Thank you. Thanks for all the times my cock was in your mouth. For all the times you slid down in bed down to my erect cock and unleashed your tongue upon it. For those many times when your head bobbed up and down on my groin until I exploded into your mouth and you swallowed it all down…

Thank you for coming over that one time just to blow me. Thank you for the many times I fingered your pussy, starting with two fingers, then adding a third… then a fourth… then doing my best to slide my entire hand into your cunt… you hovering between pain and pleasure….

Thank you for sliding that toy into your asshole and having me watch…

Thanks for when you wanted to fool around in public and we went to that school parking lot, and you blew me in the back seat as we heard people walk through the lot…

Thanks for the willingness to always get down on your knees as I unloaded on your face, or your breasts, unleashing globs of my semen onto you…

I’d love to know how much of my semen was spent onto you in our time together. And how much you swallowed down.

Thank you for deep throating me, thank you for always swallowing my sperm with no trouble, never once gagging on me…

Thank you for letting me maul your breasts every night, twisting and tugging and suckling on your nipples…

Thanks for reaching into my pants and jerking me off secretly under the covers while we were watching tv with your friend…

Thank you for all the wonderful nights that we will never have again.

Thank you for all the lovely memories.

I wish you the best of luck in your current life. I will think of you from time to time, my hand jerking my cock until I explode into the air rather than your awaiting throat… and I’ll know something is missing…

No More, No Less…

unlovedpervert — Tue, 27 Feb 2007 11:22:09 +0000

A few days ago, I was wondering where this blog may take me, in the long run. If it catches on amongst people, I would truly enjoy that. And I began to think more and more eclectic and absurdist thoughts. What if I become a minor celebrity of sorts? Believe me, I don’t expect anything of the sort to happen, but occasionally it is enjoyable to ponder extravagant scenarios.

What if I were to attend private sex parties as the Unloved Pervert? The mask I publish on my profile has always been intended to see the light someday. I have an outfit planned, and have from very early on. It all came to me very naturally.

I would be in a hooded cloak. The mask would cover my face while the hood was sort of formfitting and part of the cloak in one continuous piece. The cloak would flow to the ground, and naturally, would have a convenient fly. Sleeves with attached gloves would be a part of the cloak. In my mind, it all looks very sleek and nice!

I think such a concept is an erotic one. Is anonymity sexy? Is it particularly interesting to imagine yourself at a party with the Unloved Pervert, couples participating in sex play all around… and slowly, gently, reaching in to take out his cock, as his expressionless mask nods at you in agreement? Would you let such a stranger, who could truly be anyone, place you at his feet on your knees, as he takes your hands to his cock, and his hand over yours, begins to show you the right speed and intensity with which to pump his life juices out?

Would you let this anonymous engorged cock explode onto your face, with ejaculation after ejaculation of thick white come?

Would you?

It’s merely an extravagant idea; no more, no less.

But isn’t that how all great things start out?

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New visitors? How nice!

unlovedpervert — Sat, 24 Feb 2007 10:37:11 +0000

As we approach the blog’s 1st anniversary, it would appear some people are at last taking notice. I welcome you all, and urge you to leave comments on posts you particularly enjoy! I thank you in advance.

–UP

WARNING

unlovedpervert — Thu, 18 Jan 2007 10:21:54 +0000

Ha ha.

Amber

unlovedpervert — Thu, 11 Jan 2007 00:35:26 +0000

Welcome to the first post of the comeback trail, in which I strive to give you new material from my demented mind…

If you’ve read the old posts, you’ve read me talk about my coworker Crystal, and how I want to fuck the shit out of her. In the past, I lamented that I didn’t have too many women in my life to fantasize about, and that Crystal was the main one.

Well, I’m proud to report there have been some additions to the roster.

Amber came to work with us. Amber is a short redhead with puppy dog eyes. It didn’t take me long to become smitten.

Naturally, she has a boyfriend. But for the purpose of my interest, who cares?

It didn’t take me long to imagine Amber’s lips wrapped around my cock, with her big doe-eyes looking up at me. Many a night has ended with me exploding into my shorts over THAT little fantasy… unfortunately it’s only a fantasy, just my shorts, and not her mouth.

What I wouldn’t give to fuck that angel’s mouth, suck on her tits and eat her pussy. I want to fuck that girl until she’s absolutely exhausted, and then fuck her some more, as she can only whimper, “Nooo…”

Not rape, you understand. No fun in that. I’m just talking about fucking until exhaustion. A merry pasttime if there ever WAS one!

I’d so love to turn her on. To lap up her wet pussy as she looked down at me with those huge eyes. To bury my face between her legs until her entire body convulsed around me.

Ah, but it isn’t to be. Or is it? 2007 is a new year; maybe she’ll shed the trappings of her old life and boyfriend and hop on the Unloved Pervert train (literally)?

One can only hope.

And this doesn’t even address the sex I’d love to instigate between Crystal and Amber, which is certainly a post for another time….

–UP

I’m Back…

unlovedpervert — Thu, 11 Jan 2007 00:35:15 +0000

Hello, and greetings to all of you… I’ve been away for quite some time, but I’m going to try to make a bit of a comeback here. So I hope to have more posts for you very soon.

Little has changed in my life, I am still sadly without sex, and my life is rather mundane.

Let’s change that in 2007, shall we?

Still Alive…

unlovedpervert — Tue, 22 Aug 2006 22:51:51 +0000

I didn’t die, I didn’t get a girlfriend, I don’t now spend all my time fucking instead of blogging here…

There’s just nothing really to report. It’s been a pretty annoying and lonely year. No one to pay any attention to the penis. ::Sigh::

In case you read this and weren’t aware that I’m on MySpace (who isn’t?), I can be found at http://myspace.com/unlovedpervert . Not that I do much more there than I do here, but you can at least look at my page or something. :p

And now I fade back into the shadows of my lonely life…

–UP

Fiction!

unlovedpervert — Mon, 05 Jun 2006 20:59:28 +0000

After much debate, I have decided to include here my piece of erotica, written last year. It was written with someone in mind, and I’m still fairly proud of it.

So… enjoy!

The doorbell chimed much earlier than he thought it would. It was only 10:13 am according to the bright display of the clock. “Urmmghhhh” was the closest thing to an identifiable sound he could make as he tried to quickly rise to answer the door.

He hobbled and stepped into some pants, then stumbled to the front door. Yep, it was her.

He opened the door and gave her his patented annoyed look…in only partial jest. It was before noon, after all.

“I know, I’m early….” she said in that singsongy voice. She lugged a big backpack with her as per usual. He stepped aside to let her in. “Sorry… I woke you up?”

“It’s not afternoon yet, is it?” he said with a smile.

“Sleepyhead…”

“Yeah, well, you’re welcome to stay here and do whatever, but I need to go back to bed.”

“Nooooooo, you have to stay up and talk with me…”

“Um…no….”

“Yesss….”

“Sleeeeeeeep….” He walked back to bed. She followed.

“Don’t be a sleepyhead.”

“But I am. You’re welcome to take a nap too, I don’t care.” He climbed into bed.

“No, I gotta tell you about stuff…”

“What stuff,” he said uninterestedly.

“Just stuff that I’ve done, people I’ve met…”

The sheets were already wrapped around him. “You can tell me that stuff later.”

She climbed into bed behind him. She tugged at his arm. “Now!!!”

“No….”

“Harumph!” she exclaimed, rolling over onto her back.

He admitted to himself that it was nice having her in his bed again. But now that they were broken up, things were very different than before. If things had gone differently, he might be a lot more receptive to things like talking and other more involved activities, but for now… sleep sounded good.

There was silence for quite some time. Maybe she took his advice and was napping too. He was thinking about her and some of the good times they used to have…

Before he knew it, the two of them were somewhere else he didn’t recognize…and she was reaching into his pants. He could only sit back and observe as she went to great lengths to please him… it felt so good to be back with her experiencing complete sexual satisfaction… he could feel her hands wrapping around his cock, firmly stroking it… but something was wrong, he just couldn’t figure out what. Where were they and what was happening? He was confused but couldn’t argue with the pleasurable sensations she was giving him…

Then he reached down for her hair, and his eyes popped open.

He was in bed. And he’d just woken himself up from a very nice dream. Dammit dammit dammit.

The bright numerals of the clock read 1:47. And with a start, he remembered, she was actually here.

He carefully rolled over. There she was, illuminated by the big blue numbers. She was indeed asleep.

Wow, she was as cute as ever. Obviously the dream had made him remember her in a very different light. No longer was he thinking of her as the ex-girlfriend he was trying to be friends with… now all he could remember were those passionate hours of elaborate sexual activity… and thanks to the dream, his cock was as erect as ever. Dammit.

He decided to gently nudge her awake. He softly poked at her arm with his index finger… “Hey… hey… hey… hey…” he whispered.

She awoke slowly, opening those beautiful eyes of hers and making a cute little whimper.

“Now who’s all sleepy?” he asked.

“Me is…” she said groggily. God, that was so attractive. Certainly wasn’t helping him get rid of his boner, that’s for sure.

Watching her, he wished they could go at it once more… God, if only they could fuck like mad one more time… just once more, that’s all he was asking for.

He wondered how much SHE would be into the idea. Sure, she had told him that she had her eye on a new boy or two, but where were they? Certainly not here in bed with her… yeah, it would definitely be terrific if this could work out to his advantage, but that was probably a pipe dream…

He rolled onto his back and closed his eyes. It was hard not to think about fucking her. He tried to start a conversation to get his mind off the idea.

“So tell me about school or something… how’s classes…”

“Mrrpphh.. they’re okay.”

“Just okay, huh? You were so talkative uhhhh… three hours ago. And now I can’t get anything out of you.”

“It’s your fault for letting me take a nap, you made me sleepy.”

“Blame me all you want…”

After a pause she started to talk some more in an attempt to wake herself up. “No, it’s cool. I like my courses. Pretty fun I guess.”

He was just lying back watching her talk. Her eyes had eased shut again.

“So you still want to stay in the spare room overnight? You’re welcome to it.”

“Yeah, that’s cool. You’re nice.” With that, she dazedly raised her arm a bit and gently patted his chest in a show of affection. It lie on his chest for a brief moment, and then was groggily dragged away in an attempt at retraction.

However, in her state, as she pulled back her arm, she dragged it back rather than lifted it back…and thus drug her hand directly across the immense bulge in his pants. It startled them both.

Her eyes immediately sprung open and she started almost giggling in shock. “Ummmm, I’m sorry, I wasn’t trying to do anything!”

It was clear it was not intentional, though he wished so badly that it was. Knowing this, he thought the best course of action was to write it off and not make a big deal out of it.

“I know you weren’t, don’t worry.”

“I’m sorry!”

“It’s fine, don’t worry. Tell me about school…”

She agreed to the change of subject and started to tell him about a television production class. She seemed to not really be concentrating on what she was saying, and couldn’t really force himself to pay much attention to be honest. For the past thirty seconds, all he could think about was putting her hand back there…

She wrapped up her explanation about the class, and an awkward silence fell in. His mind raced with what to fill it with. He wanted it to sound natural, but he couldn’t think of any natural-sounding smalltalk…

She slowly and gently rested her arm back on his chest. She was always touchy feely and affectionate, but it surprised him that she would make the move again judging by what just happened… he kept his eyes closed, but could almost feel her staring at him.

30 seconds passed. 60. 90.

He just tried to think of things to bring up, and his mind was drawing nothing but blanks. Absolutely nothing.

Soon it seemed like she was retracting her arm again… but… it was sliding down him much like before… surely she couldn’t…

In that second, he decided that he was merely reading into things, and just projecting his wishes onto the situation. So he grabbed all the innocent images he could out of thin air and concentrated on those.

Until her hand came to a stop directly atop the impromptu tent in his pants. He opened his eyes with a start and looked over at her. She was looking back at him.

“What are you doing??” he said, more harshly than he intended.

Instantly she shrunk back, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…” Of course that had to be a lie, because this second pass was certainly no accident.

“Don’t be sorry… I don’t think you did it on accident….”

“The first time I did…”

“I know that, but I don’t think it was an accident the second time…”

There was a long, semi-awkward pause. “No.”

He didn’t know how to reply. Apparently they both had similar interests after all. He wanted to use this to their advantage, but at the same time he didn’t. They had broken up already, and a reconciliation wasn’t really in the cards. So why start something up again…

His engorged cock knew the answer to that one.

Maybe this was that chance he wanted. To get to make love to this girl one last time, with more passion and intensity than ever… part of him still said no, but the bigger part of him decided it was an idea worth exploring.

He looked over at her. Her eyes were darting around sheepishly; he could tell she felt very awkward. He wanted to put her at ease.

He reached for her left hand. Gently he interlaced their fingers and squeezed her hand. It made her smile. He looked into her eyes. He led her hand back down to where it had stopped moments ago…

He withdrew his fingers from the grasp and set her hand directly atop his erect cock, trying desperately to poke out of his pants… and then he rested his hand on top of hers, essentially ever-so-gently massaging her hand into his groin.

They stared into one another’s eyes for what seemed like an eternity.

Then her hand started moving of its own accord without his help, so he retracted his back to lie at his side. Softly and curiously, she began to massage his cock through his garments… ohhhh godddd this was it at last. This is what he wanted. One last time with her… it was happening.

Speaking softly so as to not disrupt the mood, he said “Let me get these pants off.”

She nodded, and gently he pulled off his jeans, kicking them to the floor. He lie there in his underwear as she immediately reached back to his awaiting cock.

Even though she was grabbing it and massaging it only through his underwear, it was the greatest thing on earth to him. She was moving slow and steady getting accustomed to feeling it in her hand again. He just laid back and moaned softly at the pleasure he was experiencing…

Pulling back, she quickly unbuttoned and unzipped her own jeans, kicking them, and in the process, the sheets, off the bed. He looked at her with a deep hunger, like a kid in a candy store who could have anything he wanted.

She crawled to him and kissed him. He kissed back, their tongues racing around each others’ mouths. Meanwhile she straddled him, bringing her damp panties down atop his very burdened underwear.

She reached down with her left hand to get a better alignment, and moaned when she felt his rock-hard cock try to rip right through her panties into her hungry cunt. But the underwear kept any real penetration from happening…yet. She started humping him, giving her pussy a preview of the full-on experience she was sure to have soon.

His hands went up to her chest, massaging those perfect tits through t-shirt and bra…and so she reached behind her, unclasping the bra, and lifting her t-shirt above her head, throwing it and her bra to the floor… before he could reach himself, she grabbed his hands and nearly forced him to grope her pert wonderful tits…

He pulled her down and took a nipple into his mouth, ravenously, while he tweaked the other one with his fingers. Then he switched. All the while she was humping, humping away. But this had to stop or else things were gonna get too messy too soon. It was time to take charge.

He grabbed her shoulders and shoved her roughly into the assemblage of pillows beside him, her tits bouncing as she landed. They were side by side now, looking deep into one anothers’ eyes and panting like wild. He looked at her like he had never looked at her before, and emitted what was more a grunt than a sentence: “Your panties come off NOW.”

He reached down as she looked around skittishly– he was so out of control now; she absolutely loved it, but at the same time she didn’t know how to take it, having never seen him this overcome before. Instantly she felt him tugging at her silk panties, and before she knew what she was doing, she was kicking them off.

Her pussy lie wet and exposed, as she spread her legs. She was completely nude and totally under his power.

It didn’t take him long to find his way to her sopping wet cunt… to start tracing around it, occasionally poking in to experience her excitement for himself. “You ARE all wet, aren’t you?”

“Uh huh,” she managed, as she closed her eyes and got lost in what he was doing to her.

After that humping she was all ready to go and didn’t require much egging on. She felt his big fingers trace around her tight little pussy which made her moan with unbridled pleasure. She was no longer in control of her mouth; the most primal and unpredictable sounds would emerge. Just when she thought she was experiencing the height of pleasure, it would take a step up.

It began when he slid his middle finger up her. She instantly grabbed him tight and made a sound she had never heard before. Like a grunt or an enraged groan, but this was all pleasure.

He fucked her hard with his middle finger then slowed down, working circles around her clit… only to then slide in his middle and index fingers, eliciting another grabbing and groaning fit. She sounded like she could be giving birth. He moved down to kiss her, but she could barely catch her breath… he worked his two fingers in and out, in and out, like a piston, giving her the fingerfucking of her life.

Each time she seemed to finally get used to the feel of her cunt gripping him like a warm glove, he would step it up. Instantly she would feel a twinge of real, honest-to-God panic, because she’d never been taken like this, and though she was higher than cloud nine, she had to wonder of her limits. So when two fingers became three, she found herself panting “Oh…oh god baby, stop… stop…”

He did. He withdrew from her and watched her catch her breath, panting like a member of the cross country team. She looked at him with lustful eyes.

“Get on the floor,” he ordered her. Wasting no time, she quickly scrambled to the floor, not entirely sure what would happen next, but having a good idea. He slid down to end of the bed and stood in front of her. His dick was poking through his underwear as best it could. She took the initiative and slid them down.

His dick pointed directly at her. “You want this cock, you little slut?”

“Mmm hmm…”

“You want me to fuck your sweet little mouth?”

“God yes…”

That was all that he needed. Like a spear, he thrust his cock into her awaiting mouth. He heard her make a muffled exclamation as he slid his entire length into her, intent on proving his point.

He withdrew and she gasped for breath. “You like that?”

“God yes!” she cried, “God fuck my little mouth, baby…”

And with that, he did. This was no leisurely erotic blowjob… he grabbed two handfuls of hair just where pigtails would be and slid his cock back into her awaiting mouth, quite forcefully.

Then allowing her the briefest of seconds to get reacquainted, he began to fuck her face. Treating her lips like any other orifice, he literally humped her, pulling her face into his cock, and thrusting his cock deep into her mouth.

Keeping her lips tight around his shaft, she could only emit moans of pleasure every few thrusts… she felt powerless to combat his cock and felt a certain sense of helplessness. He was taking her; taking her completely and totally, and as she felt his pole hammer her with steady rhythm, she knew that she was powerless.

But she wouldn’t have it any other way. She wanted to be his– completely his, and any discomfort she felt just made her hotter and wetter…

After an undetermined amount of time jackhammering her mouth, he surprised her by quickly withdrawing from her, her mouth involuntarily making a loud slurping sound as his dick slid out from between her lips. Then instantly his right hand was at the base of his shaft, ready to finish the job.

She knew what was next and experienced more of that fear mixed with overpowering lust. He stroked his own cock, aiming it directly at her face. She could only lick her lips in anticipation of what she knew was–

–coming!

A thick rope of semen shot across her face, landing across the bridge of her nose, and narrowly missing her left eye. Instinctively, she opened her mouth, wanting to catch the next blast– but it came too quickly, shooting onto her cheek and quickly succumbing to the whims of gravity, dripping down onto her chest. Another firing, straight into her awaiting mouth this time…she closed her mouth, feeling the warmness on and around her tongue– just as another blast went up the bridge of her nose, up her forehead, and into her hair.

Then he slowed his hand down and came to a stop, thrusting his hips towards her, and poking at her lips with his cum-dripping cockhead. She got the message and again took him into her mouth– this time she doing the work– as he stood and let her slurp what was left of the come from his cock. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning loudly. By his estimation, she was in total heaven.

Come ran down her face and left her a total mess. He always could ejaculate like no one’s business, shooting ropes and ropes of the stuff. Seeing her now, making oral love to his once-rock hard dong, passionately licking and slurping him off while literally coated in ounces of his seed… he couldn’t believe it was happening to him. This was truly the night of his life.

“You love my come, don’t you, baby…”

“Mmm hmm,” she replied, still sending his near-flaccid member into every nook and cranny in her mouth.

“You’re covered in it, baby, you’ve got my come all over your face…”

Her eyes slowly opened and looked up at him as she continued to send her tongue in dizzying patterns around his cock. He knew that normally she didn’t like to leave come on her face like this, diving straight into another sex act. The fact that she WAS doing it meant one of two things: either she did it because she knew he loved seeing her drenched in his come, or because she was so into it that she herself wanted to be drenched in it. Either way, it made for an amazing experience.

He watched her watching him. She was turning him on so much. Was he ready for another round so soon? He felt he was spent, but just seeing her in such a subservient position, streaks of come all over her face…god, he was getting hard again!

“Damn, baby, you’ve awakened the beast once more…”

Barely letting his cock slip from her mouth, she let out a giggle of contentment. Now it was her turn to give the orders. “Lie down, baby…”

He wasn’t about to argue. He leaned back into the bed and crawled backwards, her following all the way. She never let the dick get more than a foot away from her.

As he laid back she got into bed beside him, and positioned her mouth over his reawakened member. She started licking it like an ice cream cone, running her tongue all the way up from the very base alllll the way up to the tip– slow, thorough licks that sent chills down his spine. Meanwhile, her right hand went to work massaging his balls, ever so gently. Occasionally she would lick them too, then slide up up up up UP the shaft in one smooth motion.

This girl knew how to suck dick. Boy did she know.

She had a magical mouth and used every bit of it. From tonguing his balls to sliding her lips along his shaft longways, to deepthroating him, to letting his head poke at the back of her throat. She did everything just perfectly and he needed to voice no orders…

He almost exploded when he watched her gently bounce his nuts like a ball on that magic tongue of hers… she used just enough force to send waves of pleasure all through his body, erupting in little ahhs from his mouth.

He was exhausted, but he could feel her about to coax the come right out of him…one more time. He allowed her tongue to play with his head in her mouth just a moment longer, but then his right arm launched behind him, digging around in his headboard for what we knew were stored in a little box.

Condoms.

The movement gets her attention, but she manages to look up without stopping what they’re both enjoying so much. After some fishing around he has discovered his quarry– and he wastes no time ripping it open. This is enough to get her to cease her actions and give him an inquisitive look. Instantly, he’s sitting up in bed and doing his best to put on the Trojan, so she hurries to help him roll it down his engorged cock.

Once his dick is sheathed, he’s scooting off the bed, literally pushing her back. She can only guess what’s going to happen next.

Standing up, he grabs her arms and moves her about as if she were a simple rag doll to be posed. Powerless to resist, she finds herself being literally bent over the edge of the bed, as his forceful arms shove her upper body down atop the mattress as she stands at the foot of the bed. She knows what’s next, and her cunt is ready.

As if on cue, she felt his shaft poking at her pussy, then sliding in forcefully as he rested his hands on her hips.

“Ummnnnnggghhhhh,” was all she could retort. Her cunt was so wet and he was so hard, touching her in places she hadn’t been touched in months… she propped herself up on her elbows as he found his rhythm.

He was like a piston, pounding her hot slit with his tool. The rhythm was perfect; a machine couldn’t fuck her more steadily. It just got her off more. More gibberish emerged from her mouth as she heard the noisy evidence of the penetration. She was so sopping wet that his fucking her produced a very audible noise that she tried to concentrate on. It was only adding to her elation. She felt her climax was steadily approaching.

He gripped her buttocks as he assailed her. Another nearly incomprehensible moan.

She could feel his hands kneading her buttocks, massaging them, splitting them, shoving them together, kneading them like so much dough.

Then it happened.

Before she knew it she felt his thumb plunge into her asshole. Lightning shot through her entire body and she screamed, literally screamed… followed by an “OHHH GOD!!!”

Her body tried to stand erect, but it was too much. His thumb wiggled further in, prompting another scream of immense pleasure. All the while, the jackhammering continued. Powerless would be a complete understatement. She felt as if all she could do was melt further into the bed– no longer was she resting on her elbows, but she was literally lying flush against the sheets, getting the fucking of her life.

His thumb began to work in and out with the same rhythm, and by now her moans had become an elongated wail… he knew he was doing things to her she’d never experienced. An experience she’d remember the rest of her life.

So naturally he decided to step it up.

He positioned his hands properly and now his other thumb slid into her anus alongside the first.

A deep, guttural scream, as if she were giving birth. She shoved a pillow into her face as he continued the onslaught. But he knew he was about to explode.

His thumbs wiggled around as much as they could, feeling a tightness never experienced before. All it did was make her scream more muffled screams into the pillow, which brought him closer to orgasm.

The time was now– he had to go out like a bang, like a fireworks display. His thumbs began a pistonlike attack on her asshole, sliding in and out as much as possible. Screams. He increased the speed of his hips, dead set on exploding inside her.

And he did. He felt more sticky ropes of come shoot from his cock into the tip of the condom. He let out a guttural yet triumphant noise as he unloaded into the condom. His hands froze and his thumbs remained perfectly still in her tight ass. His hips froze in place, as he felt her entire body– her entire body!– shudder beneath him.

He leaned into her, coming to a total stop, as her face emerged from the pillow shouting “YES OHHH GOD YESSSSS yesss yesss…” still shuddering a bit. He didn’t have to ask if she came.

He listened to her breathing, which was arousing in itself. She was panting like a marathon runner, and so was he. He just stood there, exhausted…

Many seconds passed, and he opened his eyes. He slowly slid his thumbs from her tight hole. Then he reached down and held the base of the condom as he took a step backwards, his softening cock sliding out of her. He slid the condom off and tossed it to the floor.

She was still catching her breath. She was sprawled out on the bed face down, looking completely spent.

He climbed into the bed himself, crawling beside her. She was still panting.

He reached down with his strong arms and pulled her up so she could lie beside him with her legs up on the bed. She instinctively nuzzled him, burying her face in his chest.

“I love you…” she exhaled. “I still love you.”

“I feel the same.”

He cradled her in his arms and held her tight. He didn’t know what tomorrow would hold. No one did. But right now, she was with him, and that’s all that mattered.

An Oldie But A Goodie

unlovedpervert — Mon, 22 May 2006 22:20:46 +0000

Never could figure out how to post pictures before. Enjoy.

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It has been some time…

unlovedpervert — Mon, 15 May 2006 20:41:06 +0000

My apologies to the legions of fans (LOL) who await my every word… it has been a busy month. I have been distracted with less interesting things, but I hope to spend a bit more time on this site. So worry not, I’m still around.

I woke up today with a massive hard-on, and the feeling that it has been far, far too long since the loveable little fellow was payed any attention…. by someone other than myself of course. My last act of actual intercourse was actually more than 2 years ago, and boy, in that respect, time DOESN’T fly. O to feel a loving and lusting mouth wrapped around my erect cock, steadily milking it for my rushing come… ah, such a lovely thought. I think the next time I find myself in a sexual relationship, I’m just going to have to say, “Look, it’s been a couple years, and I really need it, so if you could proceed to blow me for the next 8 hours straight, that would be a nice wonderful step in the right direction…” Ha ha ha…

Woe, woe is I. :p

I will say that I have been introduced to someone, a potential candidate if you will, and hopefully that will work out to my benefit? But it is too early to tell.

I think it’s going to be difficult though, because my first couple of girlfriends gave me all I wanted sexually, and now I just sort of “expect” and want that from someone. It’s probably pretty crass to ask a girl whom you’re not involved with yet, “Hey, will you let me jerk off on your face? ‘Cause that’s important to me.” Ha ha. A touchy subject for sure, and probably not one to randomly bring up at dinner.

So we’ll see where life takes me. Wish me luck in the meantime. I’ll still be popping in at random intervals to provide a story or musing or two or three.

Even if it’s only a lament that my cock isn’t getting sucked. :p

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Mastubatory…

unlovedpervert — Sun, 09 Apr 2006 08:18:42 +0000

So last night I lie in bed intending to head off to dreamland, but first I had some business I wanted to take care of.

Business of the mastubatory kind.

So, as they often do, my thoughts turned to Crystal. [Please note, I have mentioned Crystal a time or two before– scan past entries and have a look]

I am fairly bland and don’t branch out much in my mastubatory fantasies. There’s not a cast of thousands up there, only a key few. Crystal is a key player. Maybe the most frequent player in the past year; that’s probably true.

So as I lie in bed, penis growing in stature, I imagined actually getting to have a lot of fun with Crystal.

Sure, in reality, Crystal is in a relationship, is not anyone I would seriously date, and no one I would ever want to marry… but I sure do want to fuck her. On paper, anyway. In my mind, I don’t want to fuck someone I don’t have a relationship with, but that is neither here nor there… when I think with my cock, I definitely want to fuck Crystal. Fuck her silly.

So I began to think about that. I thought about how we might be compatible sexually, and how I could bring her some incredible orgasms (it goes that way in my mind, anyway). So I laid back and thought about that…

I get a lot of fulfillment out of fulfilling others. Just how I am. So to fantacize about fingerbanging the shit out of Crystal and making her scream with delight… it was a great fantasy for me. Thinking about getting to grope and fondle her nubile naked body, to feel her in my arms as she came…

…well. It was quite the imagining. Of course it can’t adequately be conveyed here.

But as I was pounding my cock, I erupted like I hadn’t in a long time. My head left the pillow, slammed back down, left the pillow again, slammed down, left, slammed, left, slammed… truly intense orgasms make me do that.

As my hand slowed down, I let out a long sigh. God, that was good. God, Crystal is so hot. Not even super-traditionally hot, but she’s so my type physically. Man, I want her so bad.

These days, I only see her about three times a week, but when I do get to take her in, my thoughts always turn carnal.

It’s nice to have a fantasy girl like that.

Maybe I’ll make you come some day for real, Crystal.

Who actually reads me?

unlovedpervert — Wed, 29 Mar 2006 10:57:44 +0000

I didn’t expect to set the world on fire with this blog by any means, but I was hoping for a bit more interaction. If you are reading this, then leave a comment on this post. I just want to know that people want to read this…

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