My Young Mind – Why I Love Ryan

Page 1The other day, Ryan (Mahal) and I were looking through his box of memories. It was filled pictures of me through various stages of my life, movie stubs, receipts from local movie rental stores, postage from care packages, candy wrappers, and letters I’d written to him while he was away at college. Sometimes on a roll of cash register paper that he’d have to unfurl to read, sometimes on cardboard packaging, and sometimes on college ruled paper. We spent most of that night looking at his memories. He cried a few times as he remembered how in love we were, and still are. It’s like we blinked and we went from being giddy teenagers without a care in the world to being married, raising our young, and spending our days together doing yard work and taking vacations and caring for each other.

Here is one of the letters that I wrote to Ryan reminding him (and me) of the many reason why I love him.  Please keep in mind, I was young and he was my first real love. Also, emoticons were around before computers!

1) he took my virginity

2) i took his virginity

3) he likes to talk to me

4) he listens to me when i bark

5) he licks my back and makes me feel tingly

6) when we kiss, he looks with his eyes open

7) he gets me drinks when i’m thirsty

8) he massages my feet when i just take off my shoes and they’re all hot and sweaty

9) i’ve felt every feeling except [anger] towards/with him

10) he’s my best friend in the world

11) he learned to comb my hair and make it tangle free

12) he puts puzzle pieces together and helps me find the pieces i need

13) he eats food from my mouth

14) he eats already chewed up stuff from my mouth, so all he has to do is swallow

15) he massages my back

16) he likes to go grocery shopping with me

17) i like how he looks in baggy jeans

18) he answers all my questions when i think he’s not paying attention

19) he licked my molars with his tongue

20) he ate ice cream off of me

21) i talk to him as my boyfriend or my best friend

22) he has a cutesy face

23) he has a cutesy smile

24) he has a cutesy butt

25) he has cutesy hands

26) when he’s mad he looks even more cutesy

27) he is a little shy boy

28) he’s a real talkative man

29) he says “ihh…you put ice in your milk! That’s gross” and then goes home and ices his milk

30) he rubs off on me

31) i rub off on him

32) we rub off on each other

33) he cares about my feelings

34) he cares if im mad

35) he calls me collect and says to call him back as his “name”

36) he talks like a little baby sometimes

37) he talks like a grown-up

38) he copies the things i do and say

39) he looks cute when he thinks too hard

40) he looks good with a shirt off

41) he reminds me to put my seatbelt and slow down when i drive too fast

42) he holds my hand (and sometimes puts his arm around me) in public

43) he made my bed

44) he knows how to share his toys

45) he gives me whatever i want

46) he gives me piggy back rides

47) he does what i tell him

48) he doesn’t let his eyes wander

49) he wrote poems for me

50) when we ice skate he holds my hand

51) he likes how i look

52) he sends me things in the mail

53) he kisses so well!

54) he has a cutesy face

55) he’s smart

56) he would never cheat on me

57) i get all his attention

58) he eats ghetto cheese and mountain dew

59) he likes the stories and poems i write

60) he lets me cut his nails

61) he wants to do nasty things

62) he asks to do nasty things

63) he cries when he feels like it

64) he lets me in the bathroom when he’s peeing

65) he learned a lot of things from me

66) he made me believe that i can really love someone

67) he shows me off

68) he started liking Jon B. when he only liked rap

69) he has a cutesy face

70) he is thoughtful to me

71) he makes my heart flutter

72) he’s honest

73) he likes to be clean

74) he likes to get dirty

75) he’s a deep thinker

76) I’m the happiest when I’m with him

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Random Moments – Exercising Nude To The New Kids On The Block

blackoutRyan and I went out to eat last night at our local wings bar. As we made our way home, we saw a huge, gray mass in the sky hovering near our house. Flashes of lightning lit up the sky as we pulled up into the driveway. The wind picked up when we got into the house and I feared one of the pine trees in the backyard would surely topple over. Thunder shook the house; I thought Ryan was hitting the wall from behind the closet door. It felt was that close. As I put some french fries in the oven for everyone to eat with the hamburgers I made the night before, the lights flickered for a split second. But I wasn’t worried because this is very normal and very expected during a storm.

A few minutes later, however, the entire house powered down and I stood for a moment waiting for everything to turn back on. I made my way to the cupboard above the stove and took out a box of matches and several tea lights. I placed several around the kitchen and some in the master bedroom where we were all congregated. We were all on our phones, but for some reason my connection was spotty. I decided to watch a movie on my phone, confident that I could get at least halfway through on the 52% battery life I currently had.

“You should turn off your phone just in case the power doesn’t turn back on.  You’ll need it as an alarm tomorrow morning,” Ryan said.

Reluctantly, I turned off my phone and plugged in my charger anyway. Just in case. “Arrgh! What did people do back in the 1960s and whatnot?!” I look around at everyone’s faces lit up by the their 4G glow mocking me as I sat in my own corner of darkness. I stood up and felt around for my sports bra. I made my way to the garage in just panties and a sports bra, stumbling over scooters, shoes, and a 12-pack of bottled water. I took three tea lights and set one next to me as I climbed onto my elliptical machine. I do 30 minutes in the evenings, but tonight was going to be a challenge. I had no way to monitor my speed and for how long I’ve been exercising. Ryan came in and shone the flashlight over the monitor so I could fix my settings. “I’ll be back to check on you in a bit.”

tumblr_nlh0dz9IGP1sq616go1_250So I began moving my arms and legs. My mind started to feed on itself. “Is that a light out there? Or is that lightning? Is someone out there with a flashlight? Are they going to break in and kill us like in ‘The Strangers’ with Liv Tyler? How fast can I get in the house, grab my phone so I can call 911, gather my kids into Ryan’s closet while he gets the gun loaded? It’s the light again! That’s not lightning! What if my legs are too wobbly to make it out of the garage? What if I trip over the bottle water? There’s the light again! Can they hear my elliptical machine from out there? Should I tell Ryan? I don’t want to die without pants on! There goes the light ag–WHO THE FUCK IS OUT THERE?!?!”

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Random Moments – The Orgasm Drive-By

3904335177_e1010679e2_zAfter work yesterday, Ryan and I went to the mall to look for a birthday present for his sister. “I think she needs a new wallet,” I told him. So we entered through Sears because it was the quickest way to get to Old Navy.

As we were walking through the ladies section, stopping and glancing at different outfits, Ryan says,”I’m so hungry.”  His face looked weary because he skipped lunch that day.

“Me too,” I replied.

He shuffled his feet, exaggerating his hunger even more. “I want Chinese food,” he suddenly said as we passed by the ladies shoes.”

“Yea! That sounds good!” I said. We hadn’t eaten Chinese food in a few weeks and it sounded like a good idea.

“Mmm…I’d really like Mongolian Chicken…onions steaming hot and soft, dripping with sauce…and Sesame Chicken…Oh, god!! Thinking about it makes me want to orgasm!” As he said the word “orgasm” we passed by a lady hidden behind the lingerie panties and lingerie section. She gave Ryan a shocked look like, “I knew I shouldn’t have worn my yoga pants today.”

I looked at Ryan, laughed and said, “She gave you that, quit looking at my nipples glare!”

“Oh yea, she’ll have a story for her husband tonight.”  Ryan continued, “Oh Em Geeeee George, this guy was peering at my from behind the panty rack just watching me hold these brown silk bras up to my bosoms.  I can tell he was like a savage animal ready to pounce on me before he yelled out to everyone that he was orgasming to me. I feel so violated, sugar muffins!”  Orgasm Drive-By Orgasm Drive-By Orgasm Drive-By

Your Self-Stock (part 2) – Older Women Fuck Better

stock-market-womenOlder Women Fuck Better

In a previous blog Venice wrote about her self-stock (How My Self-Stock Changes Over The Years) and made a lot of great points.  She spoke about her younger days and how she viewed herself, to how she changed over the years.  This blog came to fruition during a car ride when I was trying to explain to her that a guy in my position has no desire to ever cheat.  She understood, but I wanted her to really understand, so I came up with a self stock analogy to try and better explain myself.

When I was a younger I used to watch television and for whatever reason, spot a random woman from say…a shampoo commercial.  My eyes would fixate on how she washed her hair in the shower, showing parts of her body, and I would fantasize about the different things we would do together…nude…while rubbing her breasts on my face.  I didn’t need direct contact, I just needed a thought of her.  Those thoughts turned into dirty ideas, those dirty ideas took a life of their own.  Without the woman ever knowing me, she took advantage of me…in so many good ways.  In my mind, I came up with various scenarios, and as soon as my young body would orgasm, I no longer thought of the woman taking a shower washing her hair again… or until next time I saw the commercial.

At that time in my life, it didn’t matter if you were a random woman on a commercial that would never say a word to me, or a girl in my class that thought I was cute. Any woman, regardless of her self-stock, was a possibility for me.

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Creampies, Swallowing, Snow Balling, and Cum Play

creampieI’ve recently discovered the joys of creampies. Ok, not quite recently. I know what they are as I’ve seen them in a few porns. And to be honest, I thought it was pretty disgusting. But for those of you who aren’t aware of what a creampie is, lemme ‘splain. A cream pie is when a man ejaculates in a vagina and the semen seeps out. Similarly, an anal creampie is the same, only it comes out of her bootay. So when the semen comes out, it looks like, you guessed it, a creampie.

At first I really didn’t care for creampies. The 11-year-old me who just got through the mandatory Sex Ed week in grade school would to overthink it: “Oh my god, what if the porn star gets pregnant? Will she know which guy got her pregnant? How many guys will she have to do a paternity test for?” Yes, those were all thoughts that have actually gone through my mind as I jill off to creampie videos. Now, however, as a normal, everyday watcher of porn, it turns me on. I no longer see it as something perverted. And I definitely do not get worried about porn stars unintentionally becoming mothers. I still think of it as a random guy marking a nobody’s body as his territory, but now, creampies have a whole new different connotation.

And because I watch a lot of porn, I’ve become well-trained on how to spot a pre-emptive creampie. The guy will turn the chick so that she’s on all fours (because that’s the best camera angle to show a creampie). He will keep fucking her either in her ass of vagina, and will continue to do so until he cums. When he does, his balls will tighten up and his pace will quicken. He knows when he’s about to orgasm. Even though it feels the best to stick his dick all the way in her when he cums, he will refrain from doing this and cum as shallow as possible, even go so far as to pulling out all the way except for his head. This ensures that more of his semen will come out for the creampie. My favorite is when she pushes out the white ooze into a fancy little glass goblet (which the production assistant probably got from TJ Maxx because they’ve got fabulous deals; I don’t really care for the plastic ice cream bowls you get 4 for $1 at Wal-Mart during the summer months, that’s so tacky) and she drinks the semen. That takes swallowing to a whole new level and is up there with cum swapping, only you do it with yourself.

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