Among the sturm-und-drang soap operas of sex blogs, it's nice to find those with a sense of humor about it all. The avowed heterosexual who gets the girl, but can't stop thinking about his trousers. The suburban husband who hankers after cowgirls, and the horny john who walks into a scene from The Sopranos. Fate takes a turn at gender bend this week, offering not one but two girls with shiny new cocks.
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This week I have had a hankering for some cowgirl fucking. I'm talking full-blown Rodeo attire complete with their own rope. At first I thought I just had a craving for a Western fetish. I thought I could jack off a few times and be done with it but that hasn't been the case. As soon as I take my cock in hand, my fantasies become complicated and hung up on the strangest details.
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Each time I flip and scroll, I see names programmed into my phone of people who I haven't spoken to in months. It's not that I am in a fight with them or anything, it's just that they have succumbed to the inevitable--they've met their best friend who they can fuck. Or, at the very least someone who is a great fuck.
- Drunk and Single in New York
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A kissed me twice today without prompting (this was due to my cooking mostly, my spiced chestnut rolls are to be feared for their addictive tastiness.) but to be honest I'm more excited about the fit of my trousers, they are so devilishly green.
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Last night talk eventually turned to my penis. Not mine, but I'm reading Middlesex and love it, so I almost wish I had a little wee-wee. Then I could become a man and like, bang lots of bitches.
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When I got there, I knew what I was in. This was an old-school Italian mob place. I'm waiting in the lobby for my opportunity to visit a room (and a girl) when a whole bunch of Italian guys start to emerge from the back. They're all wearing nylon workout suits. I swear to God, it was like the Bada Bing had emptied out.
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Recently I discovered that I have a cock. I've owned a feeldoe for over a year now, but only recently have I paired it up with a harness. Strapped firmly to my body the feeldoe stops being a toy and starts to be an extension of my pussy. It is my cunt. My sex. My cock.
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