FUN TIMES WITH THE F.O.C.......

 I quote the great hip hop group whodini : “friends, how many of us have them , friends , the ones we can depend on …...” over the years my friendships seems to go through cycles , in the 90's it was most the guys I went to high school in the early part of the decade. Then around 95 ' it was the people I met on King st and people in the downtown party and bar scene . Then in the beginning of 2000 when my world of friends would change and I would have some crazy and somewhat embarrassing adventures with .

This group of friends would be a collective of men and women called the F.O.C which would stand for the Forty Ounce Crew ( and later thanks to some rebranding issues “focus on commitment”) . Most of the dudes in this crew were musicians playing in local punk and metal scene , but the captain of the was a the guy I would forge a lifetime bond with :Stu 40oz .

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  Stu; was from South Jersey , a hardcore Philly sport teams lover , and since I was from NYC we always had a mouth of war about our teams especially around football and baseball season . He is short in stature , but always had a big heart . The way we met was when he was working 3rd shift at the circle K where his aunt manage , and it was also the place where this mother and his cousin Charlie (aka chucktown madman ,his story will come later ..) worked at too  . At the time he was of the few people in Charleston who was still booking punk and hardcore shows at the local VFW halls .
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  Ian (aka:chunk ) Ian was Stu's younger brother , was almost a complete polar opposite of Stu . Where Stu was sensible, Ian was a bit impulsive. Stu started to ease back with his vices like drinking and doing hard drugs, Ian drove into his habit . But other than those short coming he was like Stu in the loyal department. Ian was the talent in the crew , a mutli-talented musican . He can play bass, guitar , drums and was good front man. He started a band with some of his friends from high school called “Two Steps Back”. The one thing that always stuck out about Ian ,especially at the local punk rock show was that he would show up in his waffle house uniform, sometimes still reeking of grease and body odor . That how he got his name ,because he worked at the waffle house , and one of the various ways you can add on to your hash browns. If you asked to be chunked that means you wanted ham chunks on it , But sadly Ian passed away last year and the void he left can't never be filled in our group.
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  Charlie(aka:chucktown madman): Stu and Ian 1^st cousin in every crew you need that one guy who's a complete live wire , and charlie was that guy . Part John Belushi, and touch of Chris Farley , and sprinkle of A WWE villain. When Charlie was around the party was going to blow up in a crazy way . One of my greatest example of this was one time I was invite to keg party that this chick I was dating at the time , the parties was at her girlfriend's house because her husband was coming back home from serving over in the middle east . All it took of charlie to see the party was going lame and he did a hostile party takeover , him and Stu baby sat the keg and took over the radio , where there music was mostly top 40 shit , but once he took over , he started play hardcore metal , and death metal . Yeah we got reject from the party and almost broke up a marriage that night . Those are the things that happen when you add chucktown into the mix .
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  Jay (aka;straight edge jay ;aka the artist formally known as straight edge jay) Jay along with his 2 other brother are the fucking missing links, and so ways total fucking cro-mags . when I first met the guy I swore I thought  he was one of types of white guys that go postal and shoot up a large social center or a serial killer . He came off as complete sociopath, the strong , silent ,drug you and having in a pit in his basement kind of dude. But the more we talked the more I found him to be the funnest ,the most  honest dude I had the pleasure being around . If you look at him , his external appearance shows a man humble and fugal man, the 10 + years I've know the guy he only own 2.1 cars and I seen him buy a new sneakers once ever 3-4 years , but he has a smoking hot and loyal girlfriend and a very nice home in suburbs .
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  Cecil (C-murder): Not to be confused with the incarcerated rapper , but some of the things we had done in the past would've had him sharing a cell with him . There's sort of a fractured history with Cecil and I . in the past few years it been in repair , that a complete different story for another time , just to put it in a simple way we was roomies for a while and it was the interracial odd couple or one those sitcom show where two people with complete different lifestyles and outlooks on life are living with each other , but he's still a funny guy , even more funnier than chucktown. Also the unofficial practical joker of the crew . Like the when jay took some of us out to celebrate his divorce at the southern belle strip club , jay had gotten so hammered that he passed out in his truck , Cecil saw this as his time to strike , and took a black sharpie to jay's face and drawn to penises on each side of his face, and the words “I LOVE COCK” on his forehead, yep he's that type of asshole.
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  Tony C. (H.H. Aka hung honky) : Tony and his brother Brad has always been the ol' country boys with punk roots . The friendship I have with Tony is a funny one , even though we didn't spend a lot of time hanging with each other like in the case of some of the other guys in the crew, but none the less it been one that has left a strong impact on me . In my eyes Tony heart has always been in the right place but the woman he was dating at the time was trying to eat it, since she was soulless stripper who had a outright deep hatred for me , because I was a huge man slut , and was honest about it and I guess she was too busy being lying whore.

• Brad (aka lord tool):Brad is the living embodiment of perseverance, where some people do dumb shit in there younger years and have to pay the price for those mistakes, most of those people find themselves repeating the same mistakes and are forever a slave to the system , but not Brad, he got his life together , found a good women and moved out to the country and live a quite life , but at one time he was a man on fire . Living his through a series of moments, but that the way it is with youth .
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  Brian & Sean : I refer to them as the stoner twins. Yes they are brothers and no they are not twins . Just two guys who like to get baked , play xbox and listen to metal . The one things that separates them is that Sean plays guitar and has a lazy boy , while Brian is a hardworking loving father .
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  Errol:every group of friends need a brain , and Errol is it . He makes being a nerd cool at times . There was a time we worried about him because we figured he'll be the 40 year old virgin , since he wasn't known to date a lot , but when he did ,he wifey her quick . Which is a good thing, that the one good man that most women try to search for loyal, funny , smart , most of qualities that most men lack . Just like Ian he's also musically gifted , and great multi media producer,in our group he's the backbone .
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  Straight edge mike (aka fat Mike), SxE Mike is one the bodyguards in the crew during shows (and I’m the other one ). since jay broke his edge , that makes mike the only straight edge guy in the crew. In the mosh pit he's the kind of dude you wanna have watching your back, he's big , and relentless.

Over the years we've shared glory , pain and loss, but through it we found strength in each other and like most dysfunctional families we've had our share drama . I always found it a honor to be bless with such friends and find comfort knowing that we found a brotherhood ,a bond that most people can't never have with other human beings. These people have way more funnier stories about me and other interactions , but this is my blog and my story if they wanna share them, then they are smart of enough to come up with their own damn blog.

Now you know I wouldn't write all this shit without having a funny story to tell , in which I do .I've always told stories that might have glorified in some points but I do have a lot of embarrassing ones , especially with these guys around here is two of them .

Mommy know breast........

In the early part of my friendship with Stu I used to chill with him and Tony , at Tony's house . Which was down the street from Stu’s house . At the time both Tony and Stu lived with their mothers. Most of the time we all just converge and hang out Tony's house .But it had two small flaws. One was his girlfriend Meagan. She was typical white punk rock girl . Pale , slim, and sporting a fucked up Chelsea hair cut .  Two ;She was also a stripper , now at the time I never told Tony about my personal disdain for strippers, I was just starting a friendship with him and because I like the guy a lot I keep my opinions to myself (which is very rare ). As time passed on, I got the hint that Meagan didn't like me .this got even worst when their was a rumor going around that she gave chucktown's brother a blowjob in the champagne room of the strip club she worked at , and the price of said service,$20. But noneless the jokes came flying and still I barely said anything until she said that didn't like me . After that I sort of join in with every one on the insults .

One night I came over to Tony's house to hang out , he asked me to bring some porn from my collection over . I brought over mostly interracial porn because that was the porn I watched the most at the time . We hang out and was talking for a few hour . I guess it was getting late or we just didn't know how loud we was in the living but all the sudden we heard this loud yell from from the back .

“TONY!, YOUR FUCKING FRIENDS NEED TO GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE , NOW!”

it was his mother and she was pissed ,we ran out the house like cockroaches when the light are turned on and left the house .

Standing by my car it just dawn on me that I forgot something

“Shit I left my movies in his room “, I said

“fuck it ,get it later she's pretty pissed , dude “, Stu said

“ok I’ll get up with him later “ , I replied

We loaded into my car and I drove Stu back to his. A few days later I call Tony up to find out when will he be home so I can pick up my flicks .

“hey Tony , when are you going to be home so I can grab those movies?”, I asked

“well.... not for a while, but if you're near by why don't you just go by and asked my mom to let in and get them , their in my room “ , Tony said .

“ok, well is she home now ?” I asked .

“ I think so dude just call her at the house and check “ , Tony replied

I ended the phone with him and dial his , his mother answered the phone .

“hello?” , she said .

“err yes Mrs. Carmichael?”I replied .

“yes...”

“ well this is Damond , I'm a friend of your son, Tony. I left some movies there and he said it was ok if I came by and pick them up “

“ oh , yeah he left on top of the entertainment center in the living room ..”

that was the moment when my heart drop . And I was thinking “why the fuck would he leave them in the fucking living room , doesn't he know how to hide his porn like a normal heterosexual male?”

That wasn't the worst part , she took the liberty of reading off the movie titles .

“let's see here......”

“white girls who love black cock.....”

“white anal sluts and hung black men “

“black tits and ass …..”

before she can finish the rest of the title I just quickly said , “yes that them I'll be over in 10 minutes”.

Now I have been caught with a bunch of porn possession when I was a teenagers, I wasn't embarrassed a little back then only because I didn't wanted to have the “talk” with my father ,but was someones else mother I don't know her that well nor do I know how liberal she is .

I walked up to the doorstep like a man carrying a shame of being caught jerking off in Sunday church service, hold my head as I knock one the door . She came to the door smiling with the movies in hand .

“here ya go..” , she said with a smile on her face...

“thanks you...” I mumbled.

At the time I was still in my 20's and I was father , basically a grown man , and someone else mother manage to make me like shameful child .

Road trips , videotape, and the folly of chucktown .

In the past I've expressed my love for road trips ,but this was the first trip I made with the fellas , chucktown, Stu, straight edge jay and went on a small road trip to Richmond VA. We was going to stay at Jay's brother's house , Matt for the weekend . Then on Saturday Stu and jay was going to Travel up to Petersburg to Jay grandparents house for a sofa , since him and his girlfriend at the time had just split up and he didn't have much furniture to call his own .

Now there's back story to this , a lot of it , so I'm going to give abridge version of most if .First part was that Stu came up with the idea of compiling all the video footage of the hardcore shows and funny we done into a crew type documentary. Since I had “borrowed” my brother's video camera and chucktown had a camera of his own we figured this road trip would afford us plenty of footage to full in the part between band performances , And it also happen to be that one of the bands that we was close friends with was also going to be in town in Richmond , so that was going to the grand finale for the video . Throughout most of this road trip this was when and chucktown grew a closer bond , but I thought he was comic genius, he was filled with plenty of witty and offensive comments:

• when I was trying to parked his and also forgot the keys in the ignition , he shot back
  “I forgot your people aren't to using the keys in ignition".
• when we was walking to Carytown which is a nice shopping area in Richmond, but there wasn't a lot of people of color walking around , and since I was the only black in the group of white guys , I was sticking out like the elephant in the china shop, so Chucktown yelled “YES WE KNOW HE'S BLACK!'' to a group of random white teenagers
• Then there's was the time I was driving chucktown's car in downtown Richmond , chucktown , Jay's brother Matt was in the car , we're stopped at red light listen to hatebreed , it blasting out of car, I'm screaming the lyrics at top of my lungs , when a Fill size SUV rolls with car full of beautiful black women inside . Since this is south and a blackman screaming hardcore is about as rare as blackman wearing a dixie flag T-shirt . The driver honk her horn and said ; “are you al'right ?” before I can say  a word chucktown stuck his head out of the back and said with a big shit eating smile on his face; “it's cool , it just brought this negro yesterday !” , the of shock and surprise on their was priceless . They're so in shock by the comment when the turn green they we're still motionless.

There's plenty that happen on this trip . But the details of this outing is best to left to the men that experience it, plus I rather save that complete story for another time and another entry . This is mostly about what happen AFTER the trip .

Now we using Chucktown's video camera but we was recording on my tape , which I was trying to record over some video's with me have sex with 3 different women at separate times . Since I already transferred the most of the footage to a regular VHS tape I didn't need to keep the original copy around . This trip give me a chance to delete the footage. Once we got back to South Carolina Chucktown asked to borrow the tape so he can relive the events from the weekend , it did sound odd to me at the time because it was barely 48 hours since we experienced them . None the less I cave in gave him the tape and didn't think anything of it .

A few days later I'm visiting Stu , when I walk into the house , Stu starts smiling . Then he start doggie style humping the air while humming the opening riff to the Deftones song “root”.

“what the fuck!?” I said with a puzzle look

“dude we saw what you had on the tape after the road trip footage....”, Stu said while laughing

“oh, shit!” , I replied

“yea dude , Charlie was watching it at his house in the living . He step away for awhile , when the Richmond stuff ended , up pops a scene of you fucking a chick doggie style while the Deftones was blaring in the background “

“Jesus Christ! “, I said .

Then Stu added the icing on the Cake “yeah , that when his mother and sister walked in the house , and saw it too”

“WHAT THE FUCK!” , I screamed .

Stu couldn't stop laughing , I was embarrassed beyond belief. But then when I finally saw Chunktown he Added the final blow .

“yea dude , when my mom saw said you have an impressive cock but not as big as my step father's”(yes his mother is married to a black man ).

it only took one trip to bring closer to the dudes I would consider brothers and one foolish action and a video to crush my ego and my myth .

I dedicate this story to the loving memory of Lida “mama” Campbell and Ian Campbell …......  

MY RULES MY WAY ..........

Everyone has a code that they live by, and of their have their own set laws that they have set of themselves . Some people have to read self help books to identify these codes and rules , other just let life be the teacher, through trial and error we learn things that work and things that fail us. I have set my own rules and laws and which I live by , most was by the same model of trial and error and sometimes by just taking the time and noticing the irony of life itself...........

DAMOND'S ART OF LIFE AND RULES:

• When going out a date , club or bar , never set the the bar too high , stay mediocre. Just have fun , meet new people or someone new . If you manage to hook up or laid it was a bonus , if not , then you don't go home depressed or angry . it all about the moment and memories.
• The uglier the women , the better the blowjob , the hotter the women the better her vagina taste, yep it irony rearing it ugly head (no pun , intended)
• for the ladies if a man hasn't at least try to fuck where he sleeps , then most likely he's married or has a girlfriend and you're a side piece .
• For the fellas grannie panties on a date = no sex , or it just her time of the month , either way you going to have blue balls
• women who act slutty in public usually are a bad lay, but the quite shy women will most like be down for anything (sometimes too much for you to handle )
• pimps up , ho's down , bro's before ho's , but a chick will kill her BFF for a good piece of dick .
• When picking a women on physical looks , know what in your league , never they to go for the high maintenance chick , unless you can bankroll her needs , never try to date to date a stripper because her issues far succeeds your ability to be her therapist or her makeshift daddy .
• Two in the pink , one in the stink , just use lube first.
• For the ladies , porn isn't bad for your man to watch , we know your not going to do some DP action, maybe anal , if we're lucky girl on girl . Just look at porn like self help for the sexually impaired.
• For the fellas ladies can be freakier that you think , if you really wanna know  all you have to is asked , but time it right , don't asked her about anal while you're trying to shove your cock in her ass while having sex, and no, asking the anal sex question is a bad idea during a romantic dinner is not a good look . time it around a chick flick she's making you watch .
• It helps to have a skill that women think is sexy, cooking is good start, know how to mix drinks is better , having the ability to get a 40+ kills on call of duty isn't impressive , unless she a huge gaming geek as well , which we all know is about as common as the Republicans admitting their love for Obama ,
• never and I mean NEVER ask a women about her sexually history, or how many partners she has had , you will never get a truly correct answer , and the math formula is too complex (her number X 3/ by actual boyfriends+ 3 guys outside her race X drunken hooks ups) just be happy she's fucking you. Ladies this goes double for you too, because men will tell you the truth and the number is going to be too much for you deal with, plus our math formula is easy (his actual number +5 / 4 for blowjobs but not actual sex)
• when going to a swingers party or club bring your OWN toys , condoms , and drinks. And sometimes your own women (it depends on how open minded she is ).
• always tell smart women their sexy and sexy women their smart .
• Always remind your women how sexy she is especially when you buy her something slutty for Fredrick’s of Hollywood.
• Fellas when you meet a women online and decide give her a different picture of yourself please don't make it a pic of your cock.
• Also if you trying to hook with a chick online , please DO NOT USED THE FOLLOWING LINES: “hey ma , wanna fuck?”, “so when can I hit that “ , “ do you sick dick” or the all time favorite, “you're sexy as fuck , can it eat you out , then take you out to dinner “ . believe being friends with a a lot of women I hear them complain about all the horrible come lines that they have to endure , but also ladies you all should get together and find out what cumdumpster fell for these lines and kick her ass , because all it took was one dumb insecure chick to cave in and let him think has smooth with those lines .
• When out of normal lube , cooking oil is the best substitute(the story on this is coming soon...) , just a messy clean up .
• Booty calls should be set-up 24 hrs in advance if they're on the top of your list , for the bottom tier , it when ever your 1^st ,2^nd ,and 3^rd picks have bailed on you , think for them as the break glass pussy …....everybody needs a fail safe plan.
• Never be afraid to date outside your race, or body type. Sometimes you can find love in the most unlikely places .
• Drunken sex is fun, but it only fun if BOTH parties are drunk.
• Never date two women at the same time , while living in the same household .(trust me there was a reason why the 3 wives in Big Love had their own homes...)
• fellas never asked women a to rate your sexually skills on a scale of 1 to 10, because you'll never score a 10 , that score belongs to her vibrator.
• International women rules: British give give sloppy blowjobs, French chicks are the masters of blowjobs , German women are out to kill men with their vaginas lol.
• I take the ugly truth over a beautiful lie any day of the week .

My list is always growing, and changing , because life itself is a ever ending learning processed.some people might have already figured this out , and some people might have learn something new . I'm not saying try my way of living life , these rules work for me , and result can vary , so if you they to live by rules and codes and fail , well don't blame me .  

THE DAMOND DUKES HALL OF FAME FOR PHAT ASS LADIES!

There's seems to be a Hall of Fame for almost every activity that humans can engage themselves into . Art, music, sports , etc. I think the purpose for this is to to show the average person that some one out there has done some greatest feats and task , and they also embodied the human spirit . I feel that I have a Hall of Fame of my own , it compiled of women . Women who had show me that not all women are cut from the cloth . Their sex appeal and style makes them stand out , plus having some great physical attributes ( i.e. a phat ass or nice big tits or a mixture of both).

Some of the women I might have had a one night stand with , some I had a short but long term relationships with . In one way or another all left a impression on me both mentally and physically . A few of them I'm still very good friends with till this very day and some have faded in memory or my own personal folklore. This going to the first time I’m adding ACTUAL pictures of the women in these stories and yes they are real , no fellas I'm going to hook you up with them , I had to put in the foot work to get them , and you can too ( if you're their type or if they are single....) . This is my hall of fame , each one of this ladies have a special place in my heart , and have left a wet spot in my bed (to put it lightly) .

Jagerbomb stories , part 1

hall of fame inductee 

One of my favorite drinks is the jagerbomb, for those of you who never had this drink , it when you mix red bull and jager together . I know the Germans must haven taken the lost in WWII in good spirit because they made one hell of a liquor with Jagermeister. It one night and a crazy booty call to make this drink shoot to the top of my all time favorite list of drinks .

I was living back in NYC in 2008 , and I been talking to this cute dark skin latina woman , I think I meet her on tagged , or one of those social media sites . I had her cell number and talk to her about meeting up . She finally agreed to meet that night . She asked me to to brings some drinks over , I asked her what would she like , “E&J brandy” she replied . I was like wow this chick has cheap taste good , I like cheap , because she was sexy , but not like top shelf liquor sexy . She give her address out in Brooklyn around this time I was driving my SUV so I entered the address in my GPS and made my way there. When I arrived to the address I notice it was the project , which would explain her cheap taste in liquor . I know it never good to judge some just because of their financial status but , some project chick have champagne taste , living on EPT money , and some have EPT money and beer taste . Sometimes you just gotta live with what you got , and never inspire for too much greatest .

I call here and asked what was her apartment and she informed it was on the top floor , which can sometime be a bad in the project in NYC , because there might a likely chance Both elevators aren't working and you might have the god awful task of walking 20+ flights of stairs , but on this both elevators worked and they both reeked stale piss.

Once I got to her apartment it was the model what most a chick living in the project living at or below proverty, clothes hanging from makeshift clothes lines ,multiple kids sleeping in a single room, electronics dating back to the 90's and maybe the 80's . I mean I seen worst especially after working for Rent a Center in Charleston , but I came to drink and hopefully fuck , let this be the next man problem, if he wanna marry her and inherited her bastard children in tow and move them out the ghetto , more power to him . My goals are very short term in her case . We made our way to her bedroom , she have a laptop which was a very recent model (don't ask..) . I started pouring us some drinks , talk for a while. We keep drinking and talking for a while , in the meantime she was playing some music off my Zune at the time , when and old school song came one, we both agree we love the song and start dancing in our drunk state . Then it happen towards the end of song we went from dancing to drunken kissing , to on the bed peeling our clothes off . The next thing we're full-on fucking either brains out . It seem we must've fucked on and off all night . I would eventually black out .

I wake freezing because she left the window open and it dead cold winter outside , I got a monster hangover headache , and because I'm naked exposed to the dry cold air my dick looks like the Pillsbury dough boy had given me a handjob. I walk around the room picking up my clothes , used condoms and the wrappers they came in off the floor . That when she wakes up and hugs me from behind and said”damn papi you had squirting last nite !” that when I figured that why the bed was wet , I figured I might have blackout and pissed the bed , or maybe she did it . But I know it wasn't pissed I know that  smell is .

The tall and the restless.....

Since I been tall all my life , it rare for me to date a woman who's over 5'8 , but this story is about the amazonian triple threat that came into my life when I moved to Orlando in 2011, why is she a triple threat you asked? first off she was 5'11, thick and Dominican. I first met her on online booty call.com when I was in NYC in 2008 , but we never hook up . I found myself killing time on the site and found her on my booty call list but I remember her from NYC, so I sent her a quick message with my number and my actual name , in which she contacted me , we talked for a bit and made plans to meet at my house .

IN THE HALL OF FAME

On that night she was at family function , and I was just killing time waiting on her, since my new room mate took off for the night all I had to entertain myself was the Xbox 360 and my old friend Mr. jagerbomb. I started pounding shots after shot , I went from buzz to full head on drunk in a matter of an hour . Suddenly there was a strong knock on my door I open the door and there she was , standing there in my door way her hair was down past her shoulders , dark brown highlights and loose curls, big brown eyes accompanied with a set of full lips , her body was curvy , and the push up bra she was wearing presented her breast like a serving tray . The ass is the by product of 300 plus  years for interracial mixing of her ethnic roots , the word prefect is a far cry to what could really be express about it .

We sat in the living room and talk for awhile , I made her a drink , she also explain I lived 5 minutes away from where she was staying. Which was good so if she wanted to leave it was a long drive for her . As we talked some more it became clear she was into me, we started kissing . First it was passionate , then it turn violent , not in the felony kind of way , but in the way when two people in the most stronest moment of lust can do to two people when loaded on jager would do .

Then we decide to make our way to my room, she was wear this nice black and leopard print dress that was strapless . I was shaken with excitement as I unzipped her dress , it just seem that the 10 seconds of getting her out of that fucking dress was too long for me to bare. The sex was a mixture of a wrestling match and a S&M session which there was no safe words to be used . It was match of around the bed in 20 karma sutra positions. This when I knew that jager-bombs became my best -friend turn worst enemy .

I came a few times that night but I couldn't lose my erection , and to make matters worst as time went on I notice that my dick had become numb because of the jager I've consume ,mix with the red bull it give me energy , a lot of energy . In my drunken mind I was climaxing but I wasn't fucking fast and hard enough . So I when faster and harder . Changing my angles for how I pounded my dick in her  pussy , legs on my shoulders , one leg , no legs , dogstyle , cowgirl and reserve cowgirl, hitting for the side , from the side with one leg in the air , both legs closed , the more I tired to find the right position to make myself come , the more she enjoyed it , because I was paying attention time I didn't notice that we was fucking THE WHOLE DAMN NITE! I haven't done that type of fucking since I was in my late 20's . I mean you might get one or two hours out of me , but the whole damn nite , I was even more impressed with myself since I never knew I still had that kind of stamina in me . We finally went to sleep , she woke up before me and stealthy made her home , no letter, no good bye kiss , just odor of sex in my room . We ended up hooking up again after that for a few months , but she always brings up that nite as the best of sex she had with me . Fuck, sometimes I set the bar too high for even myself to reach .

An onion name Blaze

I've had a lot of women come and go out of my life  , but then there are those few I can't and won't get rid of . No matter how far away we move from them, or what relationships we have going on, we always keep our bond strong , and Blaze is one of those women . We started out as friends , basically two lost souls in Charleston trying to gasp the pieces of lives in a broken city of hollow American dreams . The way we meet is a bit complex to explain , so I'll spare the details , but I will say I became her much needed and trusted friend when she barely had anyone to lean on . Most of the time I just hang out with her laid on her bed and talk and we both split out our problem to each other , this was our therapy . Even though there was a lot of sexual tension between us we just never seem to act out on it .

There's always a defining moment in a friendship when it between two platonic friends , either you bury your passion and sexual feelings for each other , or you break the emotion levee , with an oncoming wave of lust and passion , and sometimes leaving in it wake either one or the two outcomes. Either it will become a complete and total destruction of a once great friendship that will never fully recover , or it will give new birth to a love affair that could stand the test of time itself . Blaze and I finally gave way to almost three years of tension , we express over feeling for each and she wanted to come spend the night with me at my house . Now at this time I was living with my friend Cecil , I just moved back to Charleston and was completely single since me and the mother of my children finally decided to call it quits in over relationship, but I was still a bit broken , and somewhat bitter , but I pressed on and  had a few quick flings that sort of failed me and was bit worried that this could also back fire in the same fashion, but I was to learn later on that some bonds are too great to be broken .

BLAZING!

So the day came when Blaze was going to chill at my house that nite , I picked her up from work and took to her house where she grab and overnight bag . When we arrived my house Cecil was there , when she walked though the house , his eyes locked on her ass ,now here's the thing about Cecil we have the taste in women , which is very rare for a white guy in Charleston, added this and the fact that in our circle of friends he was also know as the “rebounder” because when ever one of our buddies would break up with his girlfriend, Cecil would pick her up on the rebound, hint forth the nickname , but this never happen with any of my ex's or flings (that I know of to date...) because they for most reason though he was creepy in a “i might need a restraining order “ kinda way . He had good reason to stare because blaze was pear shaped . With a nice set of double D breast , and a hips and ass that usually found on a black women or a Latino Woman . If there was any physical feature about Blaze that took some getting used to it was her hair. When I first met her, she was sporting this Chelsea hair cut which was the official punk rock/riot girl/nazi skinhead chick haircut, really I almost thought she was a lesbian when I first saw her , but after a while I used to it and even learn to like because it fit her face very well . She took a shower and walked around the house in a tank top and shorts , I was laying down in my room waiting on her watching tv , when she laid next to me . We talked and cuddled , started kissing and begin some foreplay , when I got her naked and inserted my dick , it was like a perfect fit, no really , my cock fit inside her vagina like a snug glove. It was also like there vagina was tell my cock ,”I've been waiting for you for soon , you should've been here along “ till this day I never had this happen to me . So when I flip her over to hit it from the back I nice here tattoo in the “tramp stamp” area that reads JAMES' ASS , she told me it was her ex-boyfriend whom she was very much in love with when she was younger , and I believe her , because we all done stupid things all in name the of love , but I have some bad news for you James I'm not returning your”lost “ property. finders keepers losers weeps with blue balls ….....

St. Petersburg is GREAT!

so was worth the trip !

Sometimes timing is everything , I learn this over the years that you can't never rush a good thing . You must have faith and patience. This hold true especially with women . If they got time for you , get in . That what I learn when I was Florida , there was a lot of women that manage to date because of timing , and patience . When I first moved to Orlando I found myself isolated and alone , I hardy knew anyone , let alone knew  my way around the city . For the first two weeks I found myself venturing no farther that the dunken dounuts about 2 miles down the road from where I was staying . I hung out there for two reasons: 1, the place I was staying had no internet connect, and I didn't have a smart phone so I needed to have contact with outside world other than my phone. 2. there's was a smoke hot thick who worked there that I was trying to holla at , but I only said three words to her most of that week so I was failing in that task .

Up to that moment I met a few people here and there but nothing going in a positive direction, so I try to see who I can hook up with on online booty call .com . I hit up this one cute women on there we talked once but I wasn't nowhere near St. Pete. I was still living in Charleston, and she kept asking to re locate to the Tampa Bay Area so we can get to know each other better . Well since I was transferred by job to Orlando , I knew this would be the right time.

I hit her up online informing her that I was in Orlando , then she invited over to come visit her , and that she rented out a hotel room that weekend and was going out . I was down for that plan , just one small problem. Well I haven't worked in two weeks and my small savings was almost gone , li was down to my last $50 and was to start working on the Monday coming up, I informed of this problem , and she told to still come and she'll take good of me , well I was eager to meet her and I threw caution into the but $ 25 in my P.O.S van and headed out there to see her . Now I never been to St.pete , and there was doubt circling my head like “what if she's a serial killer , and I'm going to be her forth victim”, or “what if she,' like i'm a pre-op tranny , now suck my cock or you're going to stuck here for while'” yes there was a lot of crazy shit in my head , I got to the Best Western near Clearwater. Call her and told here I was outside she came running out in a sexy blue dress and she was hot . I couldn't believe my luck ,(and the fact she didn't have a cock) . She was warm, funny , sexy , and a latina . When decided to hang out and go swimming for a bit , before we hit the bars . Chilling out in the hot Jacuzzi, or swim in the cold pool I can tell she was all about life and engaging all the pleasures it had to offer , I and was so ready to make that trip with her .

We went back up stairs , showered and got dress . Got in her car , and she drove over to a friends house who was going to join us , the plans was go to a Jamaican/reggae club then few other bars in area , as soon as we got to the reggae spot , I fell the eyes of men there zeroing in on me with hatred , here I'm a newcomer in the club with two super hot chicks . It was as if the hater aide was in the air like mustard gas, but thankfully the club was lame and there wasn't a lot of people there , so we went to another club that was a bit more popular but I was a bit under dress for their dress codes, so this place was out of the question. Her friend wanted to go home , so started to head in that direction , then the front driver side tire caught a flat , since I worked at a wheel and tire shop I knew how to change a tire very fast , 10 sweaty minutes later the spare was on and we was back on our path . We dropped her off , and said our good nights . Then she took to me another another with was like most of the local redneck bars I visited in North Charleston. Poor dress white trash people . Check. Pool cues being used as weapons later . Check. One token black guy , ready to sing Pantrea on karaoke and bring the house down . Check and double check. Yeah I sung pantrea so good I shouldn't keep the free jagerbomb shots away . So the bar was closing and the jagerbombs was making me horny ,so we went back to the motel and had friendly violent fun sex .

We woke up the next morning sightly hungover , and hungry . We went to a tire shop to find her used tire for her car and then went to get something to eat at diner , then it started to pour rain like it always does in central Florida in the fall , but it was for an hour the sun came out and she had the idea to go the beach . We stop at a gas station , pick up a cooler and a six pack of beer . Then made our way to Clearwater beach, which I would say it lives up to is name , the water crystal blue and clear , and sand was white . Beautiful women sun bathing in thongs . It was good day I finally felt like I have arrived in Florida. The day ended a on great note and I had to head back Orlando for my first day of work at the new store . On my way back my van broke down and was to never start again. Look back and think that van cost me $800 bucks and after that weekend I got, every dollar worth out if .

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FROM THICK VANILLA LOVE, 

ADA, THE GILF

BROWNIE HOLDING THE BEER LIKE A GOOD GIRL

COME WITH ME TO THE CASBAR.....

Well my first blog entry was about my first swinger party , which went quite well , but I also learn that you're not really a gamer until you go to an actually swingers club . Swinger parties are usually thrown by a home owner who invites their friends and other like minded people within their network, but swinger clubs is like going to a night club , but with one catch you can most likely fuck someone inside the club with little or no game , because everyone there is also looking for a sexual encounter. Most of the work is already done, all you need is walk around the room and see you like and see if a little small talk can lead to some random nookie .

Now to fully understand now this night came about , you need to understand the back story which a big chunk of it is in the bbw swinger party story . One thing about my life as I learned over the years is there's is no six degree of separation with me , there's usually 2 or 3 with me in my case . As I learn this gets smaller when I meet people online . As to date I have over 1200 friends on facebook some of them friends from high school , some of are porn star and adult models(yea I know I'm such a groupie ), and a large portion of them are females I've met on various dating sites and other social media sites. One of these ladies are I had a friendship with was hot white women with blonde dreadlocks from Canada , who lived in Philadelphia, Pa . We talked one and off for a few years online and on the phone . When I found myself living in New York City , I also knew I was closer to her and could have a way of meeting with her .

Sometimes fate has a funny way of working things out in the strangest ways. Paths can cross through some of the funnies means and common interest . My Saturday nite started like it usually does when I was done with work , sitting in of the computer looking for what I could get into or whom I can get into , when I was on yahoo IM with Blondedread , and had another window open with Tee checking to see what was her and Cee's plans were that night . Well the happy freaky couple was going to swinger club in Brooklyn called Cas Bar, and at the same time blondedread was on the road to New York City , and where was going , yep you guest it Cas Bar . Fate would have it that blondedread and I had two common friends , yep Tee and Cee , they've known each for a while and had a few threesomes and orgies together , so they invited me to tagged along , since Saturday nites are couple night there and with me being the 4th person the ratio was now balance .

I got myself in the shower , made my way to my car and drove out to their place in Brooklyn in haste . When I go to there block , I was instructed to park my car and ride with them , so I got inside and saw blondedread for the first , she was hotter than pictures , it was not until we got to the club I didn't see her fully body , she was tall (5'11) a nice set of double DD's breast , followed by nice plump ass , really it was a work of art .

Now the club was in downtown Brooklyn , in the sunset park area . When you first pull up you notice the place is nothing more just a warehouse from the outside , but once inside it was a nicer looking place ,we paid the $40 dollars per couple admission price for entry , check in our coats , and made our way to the bar . Now the one thing I notice was that the bar had bartenders , but you had to bring your own liquor . The sexy bartender would label your name to your bottle . This place had all the normal shit you see in a night , there was the bar , a dance floor , tables and a lounge area , but once you get past that you see we're this is no saw of the mill night club , once you walk around the room you'll see there's a glory hole booth , and then there's the bondage section . First there's wooden bench , which if you have the rope you can tie down your lover and let your pleasure works itself from there , and then there's the St. Micheal cross , which is a 7 foot high wooden X with black straps at each corner , I do not need to explain what this for …., on the other side of the room is a row if empty rooms with smalls beds in them , when you get to the end of the hall there's a open room where you can watch at other people have sex , or you can watch them have sex . Then on the other side is the orgy area . This is an open area from which I can I see has least 50 mattresses laying flat on the floor , and sex sling in the corner .

When ever I'm in a social setting for the first time I usually walk around feel out the crowd , check out the women in the room , see what kind of men are in the place . In the lounge area there was a small group of people gathering . They all we're cheering like they were at a sporting event , as I made my way over I got the chance to see what all the cheering about . What I saw by far was the most awe inspiring thing I have seen never since that night . There was three white guys sitting on the brown leather sofa , with three white women on their knees give them oral sex , like it was a fucking track meet, their must have been some kind of contest with either a cash prize , bragging rights , who the fuck knows what at stake . All I know was that these chicks meant business , they we're suck , and stroking those cocks with the same kind of virtuosity of Olympic sprinter in 100 meter dash . I was getting winded just watching and there's was a small part of me that was thankful one of these women wasn't working my cock., I've might need to go see a rape crisis counselor afterwards , it was that brutal. There was other things going on in the room other than the royal rumble of blowjobs .

There was a guy there giving erotic massages , and of course there's was all the horrible line dancing , so I made up my mind to actually talk to a woman , since blondedread had already hook with some other dude and cee and tee bailed on me, leaving alone to fend for myself . So after mingling around for what seems like an hour I found a women to talk to . She was older (45) and was there with her husband (he never told me his age ) , we met in the smoking section , had a small discussion , which lead to us talking at a table by the bar . She told me about her husband , how they both served in the military , also that they been in the “lifestyle“ for 10 yrs , this talk when on for about hour , and then she drop this hint on me .

“we'll if you wanna have sex with someone , all you have to do is asked .”, she said

“really !? , all I have to say is 'hey you wanna go have sex '” , I replied

“yep..”she replied

“well thanks, I'll keep in mind for later”, I said.

Yes you heard right she basically gave me a greenlight to have sex and I missed the signal . Well' not really I just wasn't in the mood to fuck her at the moment . She knew it and decided to dismiss herself , and find someone else to take her up on her offer . Since I cock blocked myself , I needed to find some way to redeem myself , but as night wore on it became more difficult to fulfill this goal . I found blondedread , who was in a room fucking some black biker dude for the past hour . We walked around the room for while until we came up to the bondage area .

“wow, this is some cool stuff .” said she .

“yea , I like this area the most “ , I said

“so do you know who to use this stuff ?” , she asked .

“ well yes I do , why you you wanna play?”, I asked

“yea , I like to spanked , HARD, are you up to it “ , she confirmed .

“okay let me get you in this thing “, I said .

She walked over to the St. Micheals cross and spread-ed her arms into the cross , with her face , facing towards the cross , I secure her arms and her legs. Unbutton her paint and pull them , she was wearing a thong so there was no need to pull down her panties . I gave her a deep kiss on her lips , and grab a handful of her long blonde dreadlocks and said in a firm commanding voice “YOU'RE MINE NOW!”

I begin pulling one hair as I slapped hand hard on her ass with my bare hand , while shouting insulting commands , and demeaning words at her , between the spankings I would slowly and gently rub her ass, and rubbing her clit . This went on for about 30 minutes . Now I was totally in the rapture of moment , and didn't notice a crowd begin to gather around us . It was mixture of men , and women , couples and singles . The men was asking my permission to touch or spank her . She told them “no! You can't touch , only my master can touch me !” , this was empowering to me since I was the only guy spanking her plump bare ass.

Once I was done , I untied her and we hug and kiss , we shared a very special moment . A moment of lust , submission , domination, and passion all rolled into one . Then she walk always and then I started getting the rock star treatment . Men we're coming to men shaking my hand , women was asking me to spank them next . Yeah all eye we're on me . Then the night took a turn of the strange and funny , all it took was one man to show me that some freaks fly their freak flag too high .

He come to me in a way too excited voice “DUDE , DUDE, DUDE, DAMN THAT WAS SO FUCKING , THIS MY WOMEN , SHE WAS GETTING WET WATCHING YOU, REALLY MAN FEEL HER PUSSY, MAN !”

I pass on the opportunity, and just stood there and let the man speak , this would allow me time to re focus on what was going on . Plus I didn't know his wife like , god know where her vagina has been before this encounter .

“ LISTEN MAN, MY NAME IS GOOCH , AND I'LL MAKE YOU OFFER TAKE MY NUMBER AND I'LL GET A MOTEL ROOM , I'LL DROP HER OFF , YOU CAN FUCK HER HUMILATED HER , MAKE HER YOUR BITCH . WHEN YOUR DONE I'LL PICK HER UP AND TAKE HER BACK HOME NO QUESTION ASKED DUDE”.

The most fucked up thing was he was serious , this dude wasn't fucking around , he stood about 5'5 slim build , but was in excellent shape , with brown gel spike hair . He was wear a dog collar that was made for a female . He also made it a point to so me and my friends he was wearing women panties , that right WOMEN PANTIES ! I thought I have seen it all but after being around this guy for 10 minutes I notice that my strange journey was far from over . His wife and him ,made their way into the open view room where him, his wife , tee , cee and some other they know had an orgy for the whole club to see . Well he did didn't really join in , he just fulfilled his foot fetish by licking and smelling all the other women feet in the while jerking himself off . All I did was watch not in shock or amusement, just thinking about how I set myself up for night like this and how I find myself in this situations. More the I think about it the more I feel I need to have a traditional relationship with women and friends .

The night was dying down , but one thing about tee and cee partying with never ends unless they say so , they invited gooch and his wife over to their (if memory serves me they never showed up ) we loaded ourselves back into blondedreads SUV and headed back to cee's and tee's place . Where I actually had the chance to fuck blondedread at their house , I have to admit the pussy was great . It was so great it was hard for me to lost my erection.. she was impression , she kept trying to bend it and was saying “look it so hard and it not going down” . Well I guess you dick would stay hard too after a night being put through the 9^th gates of blue ball hell..........

THE HALLWAY

COCK LOVIN' LESBIANS ..........

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Lust ! Holy City Style!!!!!

Well I know that I have had a bunch of sexual adventures in my short lifetime, and most of those adventures happen during my time in Charleston , South Carolina . First and foremost I spend a great deal of my adult life in South Carolina . Believe it or not it help sharpen my skills in communication with people , and most of all women , because talking to people in south is like working at the United Nations . Meaning that in every section of area is always a different lingo and customs , and in Charleston there's a complete different world in one part of town verses the other part . For an example, if you're in the downtown area back in mid 90's , there was and still is in flux of college students and non natives , so there was always something new to explore as far as conversation went . During this time the downtown was cultural hot bed of free thinkers , bohemians , and sexual liberation. King Street served as the hub for most generation X'ers to converge and expressed their disdain for status quot that rejected thought-out their teenage years . This was where I excel in finding friends that I would keep even to this day .

Then there was all the bars and clubs of area in downtown . Till 2002 most bars and clubs in the city did really close till 5a.m. Which means that most of dance clubs closed at 2 a.m. , and most of the bars didn't closed till 5 a.m. , the only drawback was that only beer and wine was served during this time. But I didn't care , just meant for me that the women in these places was good and toasted and was horny enough to fall for any game.

Now with being said , there's the polar opposite which was North Charleston , where downtown was tight little community of free thinkers , the North Charleston was no where near it . North Charleston was in a way the bane of the area , a working class area . Filled with factories and at the time the military base the sort of gave it economic support . Most of the population was black , living near or below the poverty line . Living in North Charleston did come with some risk in the ghettos but mostly it was the area where all the real action did happen at . Most of the hookers , strip clubs and porn book stores all exist in harmony .

I lived in the tiny town of Goose Creek , which was worlds away from all this action , for me and my friends at the time a trip to downtown offered us an escape from the rednecks , jock assholes , quiet lifestyle of the suburbs. I was still young and was staying with my parents but when some of my closest relatives from the Bronx moved down to West Ashley . I saw it as an opportunity to move in with a family I was a bit more comfortable with at the time. Living in West Ashley was still like living in Goose Creek expect there was more rednecks and more stuck up preppie assholes . I had a few comforts living there :

• My cousin Des , we we're born on the same day but a year apart from each other ( I was the elder one .)
• West Ashley was a short 30 mins. Bus ride from downtown since I didn't own a car at the time .
• I manage to find some cool friends there that share my love for death metal at the time .

After a short stint in the army I found myself right back where I start living with my family in West Ashley . Working at a shitty fast food job cause I needed a job fast and my cousin was already working there and help me get the job . The only thing that made these weeks go by fast was working up to Friday, because Friday nights was when I would hit downtown and partied my ass off all weekend . It was during this time frame where I would people that who impacted me for the rest of my life , and the women I share a bunch of moments and bodily fluids with .

these are going to be quick tells of hooking up in Charleston and other spots in the Southeast , During the summer of 1995 to the end 2007 . this might be a on going series(maybe ..)

• cock block by luck ….....:

some time there is times where my mouth and my looks can work against me either I want to or not . I was at an after hour bar on King Street that was know to be a local hang out spot for people who work in the service industry and strippers. I was there earlier because it was a week nite and most of the bars was slow on this night , including this one . The only reason I really stayed was because of a cute curvy blonde sitting at the bar drinking alone . I felt this was my time to make a move and maybe get laid on this nite . During this time I had the whole raver/punk look going on , My hair was bleached blonde and I had both of my ears pierced , so I made my move over to her, said down at the bar stool next to her and begin talking to her . The more I talked the more she smiled . And I was getting closer to wrapping this night up with her riding cock . That when this short , over tanned raven haired skinny chick jump into my lap and said in my book the worst pick up by a women .

“I don't like dating black men ….., but in your case I would make an exception....”

“oh really well that a good way to win me over, excuse me I was talking to my friend here”, I said .

“yea I know but I think your look is so sexy , and mother used to date black dudes who played football for the redskins before she married my step father...” said continued .

“well that tragic …..I hope y'all can work that out in family therapy. Now as you can see I was talking to someone “ , I said.

That when the blonde sat up and said “ well you can talk to her I gotta run anyway , if you're a regular here I 'll see you again. “

I tried to begged her to stay and said “ listen I 'll roll with you ,I'm done drinking any way.”

she smile and said “ it cool sweetie just chill here and watch over her , she's a bit drunk any way “

“okay , I will find you again . You can count on that .” I replied

She bailed on me and left me with the dumb skinny bitch who couldn't handle her liquor or didn't have anything remotely intelligent to offer me .

“ can you give me a ride to my house ?” she asked me .

Know that all hope was loss at this moment , I figured I had nothing left to lose.

“why not , where do you stay ?”, I asked .

“ ...on Smith street right off of Calhoun.” ,she said .

“well let's go “ , I replied .

I was glad this chick only live 5 minutes away from the in driving time . So I drove her to the apartment , which was an old 3 story historic made into a apartment for students .

“ are about you come up and chill with me for a bit “ , she Asked .

“sure ….” I said .

Well proceed up stairs to her apartment , made our way to her bedroom , where she stared to under dress herself and fell on the bed , she was lying there topless in her pink thong . That when I notice how tanned she really was . I can tell she wore a strapless bikini top because her breast was ghost white and the rest of her chest look like a well cooked lobster .

“so are you going to get a condom” , she asked .

“yep” , I replied .

She pointed to her dresser , I walked over and saw a jewelry box with 3 or 4 condoms on the inside, so I grab on and ripped open the wrapper .remove my jeans and stoke my penis till it reach erection . I had to do this because I wasn't really attracted to the female but I had revenge sex on my mind , revenge for cock blocking me from my real goal , but for mostly for being a stuck up racist bitch who want some black cock to get back at mommy for denying  it to her .

I removed her thongs , and saw ghostly white vagina with dark black pubic hair , which was groomed and trim , her labia did have the roast beef affect going . I might be going where most likely half a frat house has already been inside many of times . I inserted my penis inside the warehouse called a vagina , pumped inside there for like 20 minutes , came , then got off her and started to get dress . My back was turned to her while I was getting dressed , when I turned around I notice the little slut had fallen to sleep. I walked over to the trash pale by the dress to disposed of the condom and notice a one hundred dollar bill folded in a cup with some mix change , so I figured she used me for her black man sex fantasy and cock block me , and also used me as her taxi cab. I could take the money as services rendered . I garb the cash and made a speedy exit and went back to the bar to wrapped up my night of drinking . When I go to the bar I notice there was an extra bill in the fold, it was a fifty dollar bill .this was good because I used it to buy a half gram of blow with it .

I guess the night wasn't a total loss.

Blondes prefer butt sex.........

There is times where I have the ability to leave a lasting impressing on people . This one case it came back to bite me on the ass , but in a good way for a while . This happen on a Halloween night , I was hanging with K.Hopp while he was D.J.ing a gig at a club called channel red on King Street. It was a night where all the hip scene kids was there and local downtown hippers was gather at too . I was drinking and dancing most of the night either topless or in my wife beater .

I still can't remember how me and this women started to talk , but I know that see was smoking hot when I saw her. She was wear scrubs , I figured her costume was a nurse , but later on I would find out she was actually a nurse . She was had a nice set of triple D cup breast , and a pear shaped figured working for her. I invited her to dance , which see did . Then said to me while we was dancing

“you don't remember do ?.” ( I always fall victim for this …)

“ eeerrr not really at this moment, I'm so fucked up ,it hard to recall “ , I said .

“ well I met you at acme a few months ago with you're friend Waldo “ , she said .

“ oh I see....” , I replied .

We made our way off the dance floor , and sat down at the bar . She ordered a drink for us . We talk some more . She was with some friends from work on this night , they was telling her that they were leaving and going home for the night . This is when she figured to make the next move and go home herself . She asked to walk her to the car . I figured this would be my chance to make a move to hook up with her .

“ I don't know if I should take home with me , I barely know you ” ,she said .

“mmm well it a free country........” , I replied.

“ you know what I remembered the most about that night ?” , she said .

“what was that ?” , I asked .

“you big hard dick rubbing against my ass ….” , she giggled .

This was the open I was waiting for , so I figured to come with a smooth line on the fly and hope I hit a bulls eye.

“ well you know we're all strangers passing each other in the road of life , then we come to a intersection and crash into each other then a new world opens up to us .” , I said .

I know it sound lame as fuck ,but in my liquor fuel brain, this was the best thing I could come up with .

She open the driver side door on her car , then proceed to get in her car , there was a pause and then she unlock the door on my side . That was invite to go with her.

I was shock that this line actually worked , and the ride to her place on Folly beach turned into a Q&A .

“so would you do bondage with me ?” , she asked

“you tying me up or you ?” , I asked

“you tying me up …..” , she said

“sure no problem “, I replied .

“cool, what about anal sex?” , she asked .

“er you're not fucking me in the ass, no way!” , I demanded.

“ha ha no silly you fucking me in the ass “ , she giggled .

“sure you got it “ , I said

now this was the first time I ever had anal with a woman and the first time someone actually requested it to say the least .

We arrived at her place with was a small loft apartment , small but cozy . We sat on the couch where see pack a bowl of some fresh kind Bud weed . I took a few hits that when she invited to go upstairs to the bed . She stripped off all her clothes , and I must say that bra must suppress a lot of the breast actual size , because when she got topless it was like they grew another cup size . She gave me a condom , and bend over on the bed . Then she handed me a riding crop and said ,

“spank my naughty white ass!”

So I had to take a crash course on using a riding crop, I figured I must have done a good job because she got dripping when I started to go down on her. Then stick my cock inside her ass, she screamed at the top of lungs . I'm pretty sure she woke up a few neighbors , and might've made think she was getting murdered. It was getting so crazy ,every time I would go deep she would take her hand and cover her mouth . We ended up fucking like this a few times that night , till we passed out . She gave me a ride home that morning since I did have a car at the time and she did bring out to the beach where there no was running buses . Once at my house we had some small talk , kissed and I asked her for her number to keep in touch with her, she wrote it down and place it in my pocket and left the car and went inside my house . I took a power nap because I was still a but hungover and she fucked the hell out of me that morning before I left . Later on that evening I went to call her , dial the number and got a recording telling me that the number was disconnected. All I could think is that a dumb move , you give me a wrong number, but let me know where you live ? Oh well I just paid her a visit when I went to Folly Beach the next day and teach her a lesson in manners......