4th of July
Hey! How's it going? I know, I know, I've been neglecting you lately. I'm sorry. I don't really have the discipline to do this right, you know? I can't sit down and right every day when I have more important things to do, like play dominoes on-line and hang out in parks. Speaking of which...
To finish up my July 4th weekend for you, after making my entry that day, I headed up to a BBQ at a home in north Santa Rosa, in the Wikiup area. Big back yard, hot tub, swimming pool, volleyball, hamburgers, hot dogs, potato salad, beer, and lots of people having a great time. I love volleyball, by the way. It started out as a high school thing where I saw it as an opportunity to play with guys and, while jumping around, have my shirt "accidentally" creep up and expose my breasts. It turns out that I'm really competitive at it, though, and in addition to wanting to flash my breasts (there are some things I'll never outgrow), I really want to win. So I'm running and jumping around and cheer leading and sweating (which decreases the chance of the shirt flopping up to expose the breasts while increasing the likelihood of the sweat/wet t-shirt effect) and, I hope, coming just short of being a bitch. It's fun. So that's what I did on the fourth. Played volleyball, sweated, drank beer, ate, drank beer, ate, and of course, flirted.
As it got dark, me and one of the guys at the party and two other couples decided to go to Healdsburg for the fireworks up there. Me and the guy went in his car (did I mention I had been drinking?) and the other two couples went in a separate car and we never did see them again. We ended up parking about 10 blocks from the high school where the fireworks would be and hiking in from there. We laid out a blanket, stretched out on it and waited. As it got darker it got cooler and I was just in my t-shirt, shorts and flip-flops (this is my summer uniform) and we crawled inside the blanket, which was folded in half. About 9:30 the fireworks started and, as usual, it was a really good show. I've gone there every other year for the last five years and their show gets better every time. Anyway, anytime you put me under a blanket with a man, well, things are going to happen. We weren't obnoxious or obvious about it (I think), but while we were waiting for it to get dark enough for the show to start, he (Steve) was doing a pretty thorough job of fondling my breasts and fingerfucking my pussy and ass (somehow, I don't remember just when, my shorts came off) while I gave him a slow and masterful hand job. After I finally let him cum I licked all the cum off my hand, then kept dipping back under the blanket to get more off his belly, dick, and shorts.
When the show was over, I told him we should wait for the crowd to thin before leaving. While we were waiting I got him very hard again, then slowly and quietly lay on top of him and took him in me. Once he was all the way in, I very slowly and carefully, moving no more than a fraction of an inch at a time, fucked him. This is one of my favorite things to do, fuck under a blanket in public so that nobody can be sure that's what's going on. People were walking by and it had to be quite clear we were making out, but they couldn't tell that his dick was deep inside me and we were fucking. One of the reasons I like to fuck this way, in addition to the fact that it's in public and the simple fact that it's fucking (hel-lo?) is that when the guy finally cums it tends to be very powerful, wet, and long. Steve didn't disappoint. I had to put my hand over his mouth to at least muffle his groans (I don't know if he forgot where he was or didn't care) and I kept humping him until his dick softened and fell out. By this time we were both sweating and we lay there until we had cooled off and caught our breath. Then we both found our shorts and gathered up our stuff and headed back to the car. I had the very enjoyable pleasure of feeling his cum running down my leg.
I came on here this morning to write about last night and Thursday night, but now I've spent too long writing about the fourth and that's going to have to wait for another time. Sorry.
To finish up my July 4th weekend for you, after making my entry that day, I headed up to a BBQ at a home in north Santa Rosa, in the Wikiup area. Big back yard, hot tub, swimming pool, volleyball, hamburgers, hot dogs, potato salad, beer, and lots of people having a great time. I love volleyball, by the way. It started out as a high school thing where I saw it as an opportunity to play with guys and, while jumping around, have my shirt "accidentally" creep up and expose my breasts. It turns out that I'm really competitive at it, though, and in addition to wanting to flash my breasts (there are some things I'll never outgrow), I really want to win. So I'm running and jumping around and cheer leading and sweating (which decreases the chance of the shirt flopping up to expose the breasts while increasing the likelihood of the sweat/wet t-shirt effect) and, I hope, coming just short of being a bitch. It's fun. So that's what I did on the fourth. Played volleyball, sweated, drank beer, ate, drank beer, ate, and of course, flirted.
As it got dark, me and one of the guys at the party and two other couples decided to go to Healdsburg for the fireworks up there. Me and the guy went in his car (did I mention I had been drinking?) and the other two couples went in a separate car and we never did see them again. We ended up parking about 10 blocks from the high school where the fireworks would be and hiking in from there. We laid out a blanket, stretched out on it and waited. As it got darker it got cooler and I was just in my t-shirt, shorts and flip-flops (this is my summer uniform) and we crawled inside the blanket, which was folded in half. About 9:30 the fireworks started and, as usual, it was a really good show. I've gone there every other year for the last five years and their show gets better every time. Anyway, anytime you put me under a blanket with a man, well, things are going to happen. We weren't obnoxious or obvious about it (I think), but while we were waiting for it to get dark enough for the show to start, he (Steve) was doing a pretty thorough job of fondling my breasts and fingerfucking my pussy and ass (somehow, I don't remember just when, my shorts came off) while I gave him a slow and masterful hand job. After I finally let him cum I licked all the cum off my hand, then kept dipping back under the blanket to get more off his belly, dick, and shorts.
When the show was over, I told him we should wait for the crowd to thin before leaving. While we were waiting I got him very hard again, then slowly and quietly lay on top of him and took him in me. Once he was all the way in, I very slowly and carefully, moving no more than a fraction of an inch at a time, fucked him. This is one of my favorite things to do, fuck under a blanket in public so that nobody can be sure that's what's going on. People were walking by and it had to be quite clear we were making out, but they couldn't tell that his dick was deep inside me and we were fucking. One of the reasons I like to fuck this way, in addition to the fact that it's in public and the simple fact that it's fucking (hel-lo?) is that when the guy finally cums it tends to be very powerful, wet, and long. Steve didn't disappoint. I had to put my hand over his mouth to at least muffle his groans (I don't know if he forgot where he was or didn't care) and I kept humping him until his dick softened and fell out. By this time we were both sweating and we lay there until we had cooled off and caught our breath. Then we both found our shorts and gathered up our stuff and headed back to the car. I had the very enjoyable pleasure of feeling his cum running down my leg.
I came on here this morning to write about last night and Thursday night, but now I've spent too long writing about the fourth and that's going to have to wait for another time. Sorry.
posted by Thumper at 9:06 AM
1 Comments:
What I always wonder after doing something like that is how many people around us actually knew what was going on and just enjoyed the show. I was kind of engaged myself and wasn't looking around to see if anybody was watching.
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