Anal Amy

If anyone was curious. I'm very hungover and very single. Not that I was really ever dating Jill's Dad but you know what I'm saying. And I've been single for about a week now. I think, I'm going to hold off from relationships for a little while. It may last a day or it may last longer. I don't really feel like saying anything right now.

Well, I wish I had a great story to tell about an amazing threesome - but I don't yet. It's kind of hard to plan a threesome. I never knew how dificult it would be. All my threesomes in the past kind of just happened. LOL.

Tonight, I ran into some guy you may have heard of before - Jill's Dad. I haven't seen him since before my vacation, and that's just too long. Our schedules have been conflicting - he works during the day, I work the evening. Tonight, he invited me out to dinner, but I just wanted to skip dinner and get to the good things. Minor problem - I can't go over to his house, Jill's there. He definitely can't come over to my house. we thought about a hotel, but I really didn't think it was worth getting one for a few hours. However, when we couldn't think of any place better than the "ol' high school make out spot," we went to a hotel.

I feel so dirty, so slutty walking into a hotel with him. I love the looks we get from the clerk as we register and other people in the lobby. And I love how he just doesn't care - her rubs my ass in public, I even felt his fingers brush between my legs.

I love the way he attacks me as soon as the door is closed. Tonight, we skipped the foreplay, skipped the kissing until later. He bent me over the bed, pulled up my jean skirt and practically tore of my lace and satin boyshort panties. I looked back at him and smiled as he unzipped his pants. My breathing is heavy from the very first thrust deep into me. He's horny tonight and not holding anything back. He fucks me hard and it drives me wild. I dug my fingers into bed as he fucks me harder and faster.

He fucks me until my legs start to go weak and I have to beg him to stop. But we only stop long enough to rip off each others clothes. We're on the bed now, he's on top of me and I have my legs wrapped around him. It may be the hardest he's ever fucked me. I love every thrust. He wraps his arms around my shoulders, bring him closer to me. It's so intense.

I thought he was going to go all night, but he starts to lose control. And with that final thrust, he goes deep into me. He cums deep in me.

I really didn't know what to say to him after that. Even after we caught our breath, I was still kind of speechless. I don't know if a guy has ever fucked me that hard.


After a few minutes, he breaks the silence and asks if I'm thirsty, because he's "fucking dehydrated."

I get us pops and ice from the vending machine down the hallway. I feel like such a slut, wearing just a robe and filled with his cum.

We laid in bed just talking for a while. He asked me how my vacation was. I try to keep away from telling him all the details, but he knows exactly how to work me - it's not long before I'm telling him about evening in the back of Logan's truck. He thinks it's funny, that I had sex in the back of a truck. But he think it turns him on to know that I fucked another guy. He talks around it for a while, but finally, he says he'd like to see me fuck another guy and he brings up the possibility of a threesome. It definitely turns him on, I'm rubbing my fingers along his cock and I feel it come to life. I talk dirty to him, telling him how much I'd like to have another guy fuck me, have another guy cum in me while he watches. He's rock hard now. He tells me about a few guys he knows, that he'd like to see fuck me. I tell, him I'd like him to arrange something. He's silent for a moment, I feel like I've crossed a line from fantasy to something else. He asks me, if I'm serious. I nod my head yes. He promises to make it a night, I'd never forget.

He's rock solid again, he rolls back on top of me and we kiss as he enters me again. He doesn't have the power that he did the first time, but he's thinking of me getting fucked by another guy. I start telling him about how, I'd like to be fucked by the other guy, what I'd want him to do to me. He cums in just a few minutes.

We hang out for a while before we go back to our homes. But after his last orgasm our conversation is a lot more PG now. He seriously wants to get a place where we can spend more time together, he's going to look into getting us a "lovers den" for the summer. He knows a couple of guys that might be able to get him a cheap deal on an apartment. I really don't think he should, but it would be cheaper than getting a hotel room, because I think we're going to be spending a lot more nights together this summer. At least, I hope.

I just wanted to make sure that everyone was checking out Jefferson's blog "One Life, Take Two." He's one sexy guy (don't worry there's lots of pictures of naked girls too. LOL) and his blog rocks.

And thanks again Jefferson. It always makes me smile when I see I'm listed at Fleshbot. It amazes me that my writing is good enough to be listed there.

Other than that - it's been a pretty quiet weekend. I wish I could be back in Wisconsin or in Jill's Dad's arms.

It's pretty safe to say me and Wisconsin guy, Logan hit it off pretty well. And I swear our connection wasn't all sexual.

Logan seemed cool when I met him on Tuesday, but I wasn't sure if there would be any sort of a real bond or if would be bored out of my mind. I was worried that Logan and his friends would be hicks, well actually they are hicks with sexy accents and being a hick isn't such a bad thing. They're a lot like my friends except they don't have to spend hours in bumper to bumper traffic every day. And that they like to hang out at Walmart when they're drunk.

Wednesday afternoon, I went out on the boat with him and a few of his friends. I was a little hesitant to slip out of my shorts and t-shirt. My stomach still isn't as flat as I'd like it to be, Once I did take of my clothes, I really didn't feel uncomfortable. I caught Logan (and even one of his guy friends) checking out my body more than a few times - it definitely made me feel sexy. For the most part I really am comfortable about my little bit of extra curves but when I'm on a small boat with a group of strangers - I just let myself get nervous.

Thursday afternoon, we pretty much did the same thing. It was 90 degrees and the lake was the perfect place to be. Logan and I had our first little moment. We were in the water, wrestling when he wrapped his arms around me. He gave me that look like he had gone to far but I just smiled. He's so strong and he never works out. I love guys that take care of there bodies and go to the gym daily but there's something sexy about a guy who's muscles are from playing sports and working with the land. His words not mine I swear. It's not like he really workings with the land, he has a job at golf course not a farm.

When it started to get dark, getting too cold and thunderstorms were threatening, we headed over to bar right on the lake. Imagine Cheers but on the lake. Every one knew each other and even though we were definitely all under 21 in the group we all got served.

Logan ran into his ex girlfriend there. He had gone out with her for over two years, then they had a bad break-up. He had no problem with me being all over him when she was around. I guess that is one bad thing about living in really small town, whenever you break up with someone you'll still run into them way too much. It happens to me in Chicago, I can't imagine how bad it is where he lives.

When we got bored with the bar, we became part of a group that was organized to head over to the Walmart. I guess it's the only place open after ten o'clock there. It was a first for me - but it was a lot of fun - being drunk in Walmart. And I had another couple of firsts. My first kiss with Logan was in the toy aisle. First time, I've ever had a first kiss in a Walmart. When we all get kicked out, most of the group was going to a house for an after party - Logan asked me if I wanted to go. I told him I wanted to go some place where we could be alone.

We walked back to his truck which was parked in the parking lot by the lake, but we didn't go anywhere. I thought I was going to be the one to make the move, but he was the one to start kissing me. He's a really amazing kisser - I could've kissed him all night long but that would be no fun. We just kissed for a long time, and it seemed like he was afraid to move it to the next level. His hands stayed on my arms, or around my waist - at one point he dared to touch my leg but he stayed away from even the bottom of my shorts. That's when I lead his hand between my legs. I unbuttoned my shorts, unzipped them and he did the rest. He slipped his hand into my shorts, and with his fingers he pushed my bikini bottom out of the way. It's been a long time since I was just fingered, I would've liked more but it was definitely enough to turn me on and even make my breathing heavy.

At this point, Logan is basically on top of me. I have easy access to his shorts. His still wearing his swim trunks so I just have to untie it and I have full access to his hard cock. My hands went for it, rubbing up and down him. But then after only a few seconds he came, his cum exploding on to my hands, his shorts and even on to my shirt. I would've kept going, but I guess it was pretty embarrassing for him.

He drove me back to my grandparents house in silence. I told him it wasn't the first time that had happened but it was still a little awkward.

Friday he had to work and I had to do the family thing but Logan took me out to dinner. We talked for a while. Believe it or not it started with politics. He's a pretty serious republican, even going to school for poli-sci - but we seemed to pass that impossibles barrier. He listens to country music, which I knew from him playing it in his truck as we made out, but honestly I was a little too drunk and not paying attention to the music. He told me about his ex. It was his first serious girlfriend, they had lost their virginities together - he really thought they'd get married. I told him about Jill's Dad - leaving out how much older he actually was. We basically concluded - we should just enjoy the time we had together.

After dinner, we met up with his friends in the Walmart parking lot. I swear this is the central point for all their activities in one way or another. They were going to another house party, I asked Logan to take me someplace where we could be alone again.

He definitely took me some pace very private. He drove out of town, along a quiet road surrounded by farm land. Then he took a gravel road surrounded by more farm land, then on to a dirt road. I sarcastically asked him if he was taking some place to kill me because there was nothing around. We drove into a small forest, it was so dark he must've known the road by heart. Then finally he stopped, we were in small field surrounded by trees. I leaned over to kiss him, but he actually stopped me. Instead, we got out of the car. I heard the sound of rushing water. I could see a waterfall in the moon light. And there was nothing but stars - there's so many stars when they're not hidden by smog.

He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. We kissed for a few minutes, then I told him I wanted to be with him.

He led me by the hand back to the truck and pulled out a blanket out of the back seat - but instead of putting it on the ground, he led me to the back of his truck. He put it down across the bed of his truck. He jumped right up into the bed. I was a little more hesitant. Earlier in the day, I had noticed the bed of his truck was pretty dirty. I guess I should say his truck isn't one of those sexy F350 trucks (yeah, that's the only name of a truck I know), his a old beat up pick up truck - complete with rust on the sides. But the way he gripped my hand as he helped me onto it made me forget about it.

We laid side by side, kissing and talking for a while. He promised I was the first girl he ever brought there. He asked me how many guys I've been with. When I told him I lost count - I expected him to think I was a slut. But he just hoped I could teach him things. He's only been with one girl.

"Have you ever gotten a blowjob before?" I asked.

He told me once at a party when his exgirlfriend was drunk but she never finished it - in fact she almost threw up.

I promised not to do that to him. I had him lay on his back. I unzipped his jeans, and pulled them down with his boxers to his knees. Jill's Dad has a nice cock, very nice cock but it's more thick then anything else. Logan's was long. I ran my tongue up and down it. Then after licking his head, I put it in my mouth. I took my time, giving him one of the best blowjobs I think I've given in a long time - using all my tricks and moves. I expected him to cum pretty quickly - but he surprised me he lasted a lot longer than just a few seconds. I acutally had to take a break to rest my mouth and catch my breath. I planned on this just being an excercise to get that dreaded first orgasm out the way but he made me work for it. But it was definetly more than worth the effort, when he came, he came hard, filling my mouth with his cum.

He was just so appreciative of the blowjob. It's like with Jill's Dad he expects blowjobs and sex and trust me I'm more than willing to give him everything he wants but it was nice to be with Logan.

He wanted to do more and so did I. We took our time taking off our clothes, even talking - there wasn't a rush, I just felt so comfortable with him.

It was a little awkward once we were both naked. We both we were waiting for the other one to make the first move - but it wasn't a bad awkward, more like a funny awkward. I finally made the first move, laying down on my back and pulling him on top of me. The blanket was a little rough on my skin and the bed of his truck with the blanket wasn't exactly comfortable but I didn't care. As he crawled to me, he pushed my legs apart. He fingered me at first then replaced his fingers with his cock. Ever so slowly he pushed deep into me as I heard a song about falling in love on the radio.

He fucked me hard, with a lot of power. Wow, he fucked me hard. He made the truck shake with his thrusts. He didn't have the technique of Jill's Dad but it was still...I hate how I keep comparing guys to Jill's Dad.

He came but we kept going after a short break. By break, I mean about fifteen seconds to change positions. I don't think Jill's Dad can recover like that.

This time, I was on top, riding his rock hard cock. I took my time, slowly going up and down his cock, letting him careess my breasts and even leaning forward so he could take them in his mouth. He came close to cumming twice so I slowed down and even stopped then he held my ass tight as I started go quicker. We moved together, his cock going deep in me, faster and faster. This time I didn't stop when he was on the edge, I kept going and he came in me one last time.

I laid down on him, my head next to his, listening to him breath. He was still in me and I could've stayed like that all night - but it started to lightly rain. By the time we had our clothes back on it was down pouring.

As he drove back, a song came on about guys that like waering greasy ball caps, their shirts untucked and working on their trucks on Saturday - it was totally Logan.

I would've liked another night, but I had to get back to civilization to work the dinner shift tonight. We made that promise of seeing each other again and maybe we will next time I visit my grandparents - but I kind of like being that one night stand, the lover he'll never forget. His words to me as we said good bye in front of my grandparent's house.

Things are a little bit better today. The weather is nicer - 70 something and sunny here in the middle of nowhere Wisconsin. And my grandmother went from insulting me for wearing tank tops that were too tight and low cut to trying to hook me up with a "local" boy. My grandmother says he's the cream of the crop - going away to school next year...she forgot to tell me that he just turned 18 and graduated school - but he's cute and he's good to talk to. We're going to hang out with his friends on the boat - maybe I won't be so pale when I get back to civilization.

Just checking in here - so far a very very boring vacation - it's cold and rainy here and I'm using dial-up. Someone save me.

I made a couple changes to side bar - I didn't like the flashing banners and those other text ads - kind of annoying too. However, please feel free to click the sponsors. How's that for a shameless plug.

I've been trying to catch up on my emails and came across an email from someone offering to pay me to do xxx dvd reviews. Maybe, I shouldn't tell them I think most porn movies are pretty bad - no plot, fake moaning doesn't usually do it for me. However, maybe I'd change my mind - I haven't watched one for a while.

And that's about it. I was hoping to have another story - but tonight nothing really happened. Anyways, I'll be back in about a week. Who knows, maybe I'll have some stories to share.

One of my guy friends/lovers emailed me this last night. I thought it was pertty funny.

It's been a while since I updated last. Way too long. But I should be back to posting more (at least after this week - I'm going away with my parents). So far this summer I haven't had much to post about.

I've been spending way too much time working (waitressing at a restaurant) and not enough time flirting with guys.

My little fling with Ryan lasted off and on for a few weeks - but it was nothing but bad drunk sex. It seemed like they only time we hung out was to go bars or clubs and to get completly wasted - then we'd have drunk sex. Not really too satisfying.

Things haven't been much better with Jill's Dad - believe it or not after all the hype we've only been together one night. The sex was good but he didn't seem to into it. It was almost like I was boring him. It was totally not like him.

But last night we made up for it all.

Almost out of the blue he called me and asked if I wanted to go out for dinner. Half of me thinks it was just because he was lonely or horny. The other half of me doesn't really care because I've been pretty lonely and way too horny.

I kind of thought that we would've skipped dinner and went some place a little more private....ie....a hotel room. But we did actually go out for dinner. And most of the times when I've gone out to dinner with him, I can't wait for it get over with. I mean he's always great for conversation but I just can't wait to get in bed with him.

But, I was kind of glad when it was over. Just the way he held my hand as he led me out of the restaurant I knew things were getting intersting. At his car, he started to kiss me. He pushed me against his car, grinding his hard body against me. He held me tight, he careesed me. I told him, I wanted to go down on him right there in the parking garage. He looked around, we were alone and he gently pushed my shoulders down. I got on my knees, rubbing my hands on the outline of his hard cock. He unzipped his pants, pulling out his hard cock. I can literally say, I've never wanted a cock in my mouth so badly.

I wrapped my lips around him, not teasing him like I usually do I pushed my lips down on his cock. He leaned back against the car behind him and closed his eyes. I went up and down his cock, looking up at him, watching him enjoy my work. I went up and down on him as quickly as I could. Within a few minutes, I had brought him close, very close.

Then we heard a car coming down the parking lot ramp, he told me to stop. I thought, I was going to stop, but I kept going as the car flew past us. They may have gotten a glimpse but they were really going to fast.

A few seconds later, he exploded into my mouth. I kept my lips wrapped tightly around his cock as he came. Letting his cum fill my mouth, tasting his cum.

We heard another car and decided it was time to get out of there. We went back to his house, Jill was away for the night. In his bedroom, he put his hands on my waist. He unzipped my dress and let it fall to the carpet. It was almost cold with the A/C on, but his hands felt so warm. He undid the straps of my black lace bra and gently pushed the straps off and it fell off. Then he pulled off my matching thong my it's straps. He kissed my neck, his hands explored my breasts, then his fingers explored between my legs. I grinded my naked ass against him. The fabric of his suit felt amazing against my bare skin. And well his rock hard cock felt even better.

His clothes came off and we made our way on to his bed. He made his way between my legs with his lips and his tongue. He knows exactly how to make me climax. He knows how much pressure to use, which motions to use and how fast to go. I think he had me on the edge within a few minutes of starting. But he likes to tease. He brought me close twice then stopped.

He took out a bottle of lubrication out of a nightstand drawer. That was a first, usually we used mine. He had me get on my stomach, saying he wanted my ass. He poured it on, gently fingering it into me. Then he put the bottle down and climbed on to me. I felt his rock hard cock against me. He rubbed against me, then finally after I started begging - he pushed it into me. He slid in very easily. I slid a hand between my legs, rubbing myself to the pace that he fucked me. Gently at first he fucked my ass, then harder. I started to moan. He fucked my ass as hard as he could, as fast as he could. I felt like I was going to cum. I begged for more from him. I came, then a few thrusts later so did he. He exploded deep inside of me, filling me with his cum.

After wards he just held me, gently kissing me and rubbing my body until we fell asleep. I was in heaven.

The next morning we had a quickie, then I had to disapear - he wasn't sure when Jill was going to be back.

I really wish we could tell Jill - I hate hiding this from her and I miss talking to her. But I don't think she'd understand. And I don't think my relationship with her dad is going to last forever - so for now we both agreed to keep it away from her.