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November 17, 2008

I was sequestered in the office last weekend, busy writing the next chapter of Death & Taxes  surfing smut and playing Backgammon when I came across this little jem  at <> by my favourite PSO, MS. Angela.

You don’t know her? Seriously?  Even if your not in the market for trash talk (today) she’s a fine writer and has a very entertaining blog. Here’s what they say about her:

Angela St. Lawrence is the PhoneSex Operator of choice for the thinking man. While she’s been called many things by her clients (”The way she riffs on matters sexual and otherwise, she is my white Billie Holiday” & “A 21st century Anais Nin with just a touch of Machiavelli.”), mostly she just likes to be called Angela. Make sure you visit her award winning website– and her blog, Zen Fetish.

A little bit of erotica I wrote, because even women just want a quickie now and then.

“Don’t kiss me on the neck.”

“Why? I thought you liked it.”

“I do. Just not right now. I just want to be fucked. Just stick it in.”

“Okay, but don’t bitch at me later.”

“Christ, shut the hell up and stick in it.”

And then he is pushing her over the kitchen sink, sliding her skirt up over her generous, round ass. Surprised to see she is not wearing panties, he thinks better of saying anything; she obviously isn’t in the mood to listen.

As he goes to push her right leg out further with the cap of his bent knee, she moans.

“Hurry up, damn it. Give me that cock.”

And so he presses between her legs, again surprised when the head of his cock glides so easily between her already-moist thighs to bob against her sodden bush. She grunts, wiggling her slit back onto the head. He feels himself slide into her–fast and deep–with hardly any effort.

As he starts moving in and out, he can hear the slick sound of her juices coating his pistoning cock and feel them oozing between the hair on his balls. The smell of her sex wafts up to surround both of them. He moves quicker; her animal need has quickened his pulse, sharpened his need.

She’s curled her fists along the edge of the sink, her white knuckle grasp helping her to push back. Her breaths are fast. She is grunting and groaning, then whimpering.

“I need it. Right there. Yes. There.”

And then she is crying and her cunt is rhythmically spasming around his cock as she begins cumming. The raw quickness of her orgasm pushes him over the edge and he is pumping his load into her, his face buried between her angora-covered shoulder blades.

They stay that way, hunched over the sink like twin embryos as they catch their breath.

And then she stands up straight, his dick sliding out of her and down her thigh–a slug, leaving it’s slime.

“Okay, leave me alone, now. I need to finish these dishes.”

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Road Trip Day 6

September 7, 2008

After we checked out of our over-priced and not very good hotel, we went to <Powell’s Book Store>. Holy doodle, that place is huge. We could have spent days and days there. It just goes on and on. We got an instructional book on cartooning for Mini, a book on special needs students for and a whole whack of erotica for me. Big surprise, huh?

Once again we gave a prayer to the GPS gods. There’s no way we could have found our way out of Portland’s downtown core without it. It was over 30c when we hit the road and we were kinda dreading the 5.5 hour drive to Spokane, but it ended up not being too bad. There was little traffic and the road was very straight. We were able to drive 120kmh pretty much the whole way. It was a lot like I imagine driving across the prairies would be like. I guess it wasn’t quite as flat, but wow…not a tree or a town for sooo long. It was just sage brush and low brown hills for miles. It would be a good drive to do at night. You really wouldn’t miss much.

I drove the first 3.5 hours and we talked lots and read erotica out loud from one of our new books.  We stopped and had a little picnic and filled the car up and drove the rest of the way. I read her some more dirty stories from a different book and I tried to masturbate. I wasn’t able to come, but it was fun being naked in the car and touching myself like that. I think she enjoyed it as well. We talked a lot about marrying a gay man (her first husband) then marrying a sissy and why it was important to tell Junior about his dad and why it’s not so important to tell the boys about me. We also talked about whether or not we’d disclose that information to perspective playmates or not and why couples might be a better bet then singles. It was really nice just talking like that…about this that and the other. We truly do enjoy each others company.

We got smart this time and pre-booked a room at a hotel just north of Spokane.  Nice and big and clean and the pool is open 24 hours and the WiFi is free and the sports bar across the street was really good. We went there for dinner and I had a couple of <‘Moose Drool’>. They were dark and tasty. Our waitress was also dark and tasty and super friendly. After dinner, shaved my head and I shaved her pussy and then we went for a swim. It was kind of a dinky pool and the jets in the hot tub didn’t work, but we had it to ourselves…it wasn’t so bad.

After our swim we decided to go back to the sports bar for a night cap. The waitress had already done last call and cashed out, but she let us stay for a couple more drinks anyway. I gave her a really good tip.

When we got back to our room we spent some time on-line figuring out how the next week is going to unfold. We’ve decided not to do the entire circle tour of the <Kootenay hot springs>. We’re going to do 3 of them over the next 3 days, then spend 2 nights in Revelstoke and 2 nights in Kelowna before we head home to face the world.

We had lovin’s, but only was able to come. That’s OK, I get way more then my share. After we were done she stuck the butt plug in me and said I had to leave it in until she removes it when she gets up. I guess that means I’ll be sleeping with it in. That’s something I haven’t done before.


Another king size bed but this one is hard and will be hard to sleep on. I am planning on going to the gym in the morning. I really have not stuck to my diet and had very little activity. I am going to get bigger really fast and that is unacceptable.

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