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		<title>Day 4.1:Private time?</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Sep 2008 03:28:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I missed yesterday but I have a good reason, school, work and then a date.  This means you get two sex stories today.  This event happened a couple years ago, summer between high school and college.  It was during my senior year I got my current job.  A guy came back from college that summer [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bosteen.wordpress.com&blog=861423&post=357&subd=bosteen&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>I missed yesterday but I have a good reason, school, work and then a date.  This means you get two sex stories today.  This event happened a couple years ago, summer between high school and college.  It was during my senior year I got my current job.  A guy came back from college that summer and he worked at a neighboring store.  We had a game of seduction going on for a month before we hooked up for the first time, it went on for all of the summer.</p>
<p>It was a three or four weeks after we first hooked up I was at his house for the night.   His parents were gone so he had the house to himself, which meant he was having a party.  The party was beach themed so there were people there in bikinis, board shorts, etc&#8230; .  I was proudly wearing one of my white bikinis, I love white bikinis.  It was the typical party, drinking, music, dancing, etc&#8230; .  The party was going on for an hour or so and I was dancing with the store guy.  I was turned around grinding up on him.  It was on purpose, I wanted to cause him to get hard.  I could feel him get hard fast and enjoyed the sensation of his hard cock rubbing up on my ass.</p>
<p>He finally had enough of my teasing.  He grabbed my hand and led me up stairs.  The plan in his mind was interrupted by some fool rooms so he had to improvise.  We went out to the deck of the house.  There wasn&#8217;t anyone outside, so we went to a corner of the deck where it was darker.  He pushed me up against the wall, gripping my ass.  We shared a passionate, hard kiss.  I lifted one on my legs to wrap it around his leg.  One of his hands held  my leg up around his waist.  I pulled down his trunks with  my free hand watching his cock come free of the material.  I licked my lips at the sight of his cock.  He saw me do this and asked me some question like, &#8220;You really want this?&#8221;  I shook my head yes.</p>
<p>He pulled my bikini bottoms to the side and put his cock in my already wet pussy.  I wrapped both of my legs around his waist while he held me up by my ass.  His cock moved deep and slow at first.  It sent fantastic sensations through me.  He was grunting softly with his thrusts which were joined by my low moans.  We were shut off to the world, not noticing anything around us at this point.  i encouraged him by telling him things like &#8220;fuck me harder&#8221; or &#8220;yes&#8221; between my moans.  He took my words to heart and fucked me faster and harder.  My tits were bouncing, my moans getting louder.  He told me he was about to cum, I told him to cum inside of me.  I didn&#8217;t need to tell him twice.  His thrusts became harder and deeper until his cum shot up into me.  It would be the first time he would cum in me.</p>
<p>After he finished, I dismounted and we turned to crowd of people that we never heard come outside.  We were so lost in fucking neither of us heard the door open or the low talking between the people.  His face turned red with embarrassment and he quickly pulled up his trunks.  Someone called out &#8220;encore&#8221;, it got a good laugh and some whistles.  We took our bows and went back inside.  The incident of the party became the talk of his friends for the rest of that summer.  Happy Humping!</p>
<p>Slut X</p>
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		<title>Going Away</title>
		<link>http://bosteen.wordpress.com/2008/08/30/going-away/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Aug 2008 01:30:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As promised from yesterday, this takes place about a month before I moved to Boston.  My family was living in the Jacksonville, Florida area.  I was at a going away party in my honor.  My friend lived along the beach and it was common for him to have parties with bon fires and lots of [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bosteen.wordpress.com&blog=861423&post=346&subd=bosteen&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>As promised from yesterday, this takes place about a month before I moved to Boston.  My family was living in the Jacksonville, Florida area.  I was at a going away party in my honor.  My friend lived along the beach and it was common for him to have parties with bon fires and lots of drinking.  His parents didn&#8217;t care, if we were going to drink they would take our keys so we couldn&#8217;t go kill ourselves in a car.  I was drinking so I was pretty much stuck there for the night.  I lied to my parents, of course, by telling them I was at a girl friend&#8217;s house.</p>
<p>The party was winding down and I was in the hot tub with a couple guys.  I didn&#8217;t bring a suit to the party so I was in the hot tub with a bra and panties.  We were exchanging stories with each other, not caring what the story was because we were drunk.  One of the guys mentions, &#8220;I remember that time you sucked my dick while tommy was fingering you.&#8221;  This caught the attention of the rest of the guys in the hot tub because I never did anything with them.  The grumbling and questions followed after the story.  (&#8220;Why didn&#8217;t you do anything with me?&#8221;, &#8220;Do you do that often?&#8221;, etc&#8230;)  It was either the drunken state or the horniness, let&#8217;s face it I am horny 95% of the time, but I said, &#8220;Ok, lets do it now.&#8221;</p>
<p>There were six sets of disbelieving guys looking at me after I said it.  I stood up in the hot tub and removed my bra and slid down my panties.  It was at this point, they started to take me seriously and tried to decide who should go first.  I stepped up and offered a solution.  I would kiss each of them and they would go in order on who was best and who was worst.  (Guys will ruin a good thing by fighting so I had to step into the situation.)  I kissed each of them in turn.  There was a varied amount of tongue and groping.  After I was finished, I told them their order and none seemed to care at that point.</p>
<p>I got on my knees on the corner seat of the hot tub, as the first guy took down his shorts.  The others were talking and in disbelief that it was happening.  The first guy slid inside me and started to fuck me.  Some of the others got out of the tub so they could feel me up and watch.   One of the guys took out his dick and told me to open my mouth.  I did so gladly.  I sucked him off while the first guy was behind me slamming me with his dick.  He didn&#8217;t last long, it was a couple minutes before he was saying he was going to cum.  I should mention at this point, none of us had condoms.  I was on the pill so I wasn&#8217;t going to get pregnant but decided it wouldn&#8217;t be the best thing for all of them to cum in me.  The first guy pulled out and shot his load all over my lower back.</p>
<p>The next guy got up behind me and started to go in me.  He was going slower than the first and holding on to my hips like he was going to ram me hard.  The guy I had in my mouth finished, he was going to pull out and cum somewhere else but I demanded he cum in my mouth.  I swallowed his cum with pride.  The first guy brought his dick around so I could taste his cum.  The whole time, the second guy was fucking me.  The second guy picked up his intensity the closer he got to orgasm.  My tits were bouncing and I was grunting until he finally pulled out and a big load of cum hit my ass.  The third guy did pretty much the same as the first two.  The only thing that made him stand out was that I orgasmed and orgasmed hard when he was fucking me.  I squirted for the first time in my life.  It was funny because he wasn&#8217;t sure what the hell happened but he went back to fucking me.</p>
<p>The rest of the guys kind of blend together and you don&#8217;t want to hear the same basic thing for three more guys.  By the time they were finished, I had six loads of cum on my lower back/ass, had four cocks in my mouth, swallowed three loads and squirted.  I almost feel sorry for the next people that got into that cum filled water in the hot tub.  Happy Humping!</p>
<p>Slut X</p>
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		<title>A first</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Jan 2008 04:56:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I had a sexual first a couple weeks ago.  A friend invited me over to his house for a party.  He is a friend I&#8217;ve fucked in the past but it was always at my house.  I was never at his place.  I gave him a &#8220;definitely&#8221; when he asked.  [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bosteen.wordpress.com&blog=861423&post=252&subd=bosteen&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>I had a sexual first a couple weeks ago.  A friend invited me over to his house for a party.  He is a friend I&#8217;ve fucked in the past but it was always at my house.  I was never at his place.  I gave him a &#8220;definitely&#8221; when he asked.  I had to work that day and got to the party a little latter than I would usually get to them.  When I arrived, there were plenty of people there, most were already more than a little drunk.  I found him in the kitchen and gave him a hug.  He gave me a drink and told me to catch up to everyone else.  He didn&#8217;t really need to tell me twice because I was ready for alcohol after the boss was bitchy most of the day at work.</p>
<p>With a beer in my hand, he showed me around his place.  I noticed some good looking men and women at the party as he showed me around.  The last part of his tour was his bedroom.  It was clean which is more than I can say about my room, it has clothes thrown about it.  I noticed there was a hole in his closet door.  A thought came to mind but I wasn&#8217;t really sure if it was what I thought or just an accident.  Curiosity got the best of me so I asked him, &#8220;Is that a glory hole?&#8221;  He laughed at my question, I felt embarrassed because I thought I was wrong and just made a total ass out of myself.  He finally told me it was a glory hole.  (As some background, he knows how wild I can be.  I had a threesome with him and another guy at one point.)  He followed up by asking me if I had ever done one.  I admitted that I never saw one with exception to some porn things but I was curious about them.  He told me that by the end of the party, there is usually someone in there doing things.  This peaked my interest, so I opened the door to the closet.  It was a small walk in.  A person in there would have room and wouldn&#8217;t get claustrophobic.  The seed was planted in the back of my head.</p>
<p>I went back out to the party.  It was a blast, I did a couple body shots, a funnel along with my other drinks.  It was all about living it up.  I did a body shot off one girl that was so freaking hot.  I ended up kissing her for about ten minutes with a bunch of guys watching.  The girl and I had a real attraction going on between us.  We were pretty much drunk and horny.  I suggested to her that we go back to the closet.  I am not sure if she was really willing or just drunk enough to do it but she went back to the closet with me.  On the way back to the room, I told my friend someone was going to be at the glory hole.  The girl, let&#8217;s call her Tina, and I went back to the room and waited.  We didn&#8217;t mind waiting so much because we were kissing and feeling each other up.  I heard someone say loud, &#8220;the hole is now in operation.&#8221;  I figured this was my friends way of telling anyone interested that I was in there, I don&#8217;t think he knew Tina was in there with me.</p>
<p>The first dick appeared shortly after the announcement.  I wrapped my hands around it and began to stroke.  While I did that, I flicked my tongue over the head.  I would pause to suck on the head and give it kisses.  I could tell the guy was about to blow after a couple minutes so I put my lips around it and took him in my mouth.  He blew a medium size load in my mouth which tasted wonderful on my tongue.  He pulled out his cock.  I turned to Tina and gave her a deep kiss so she could get a taste of the cum I just swallowed.  Another dick appeared in the hole.  This time she wanted it.  I was so horny, I didn&#8217;t really care what she was doing at the time.  I took the opportunity to play with her a little.  I pulled up her shirt and played with her nipples as she sucked off the second cock.  She finished the second cock and kissed me like I did for her.  A third cock came through the hole.  I started to play with it like I did the first.  This cock was a little eager to go and blew his load all over my shirt.  This pissed me off a little so I took off my shirt so I didn&#8217;t have cum stains all over it.  My new friend Tina took this a different way.  Since the guy that came through the hole was a quick shooter, I took the next one.  This guy had some staying power.  Tina took this opportunity to play with my tits.  She took it further than I did with her.  Her hands went down to my pants.  She unbuttoned the fly of my jeans and her fingers went into my pussy.  It was all too much for me with a cock in my mouth and fingers in my pussy.  I had a powerful orgasm that soaked my panties and left a little wet spot on my jeans.  Tina and I stayed in the closet for about a half hour.  Guys weren&#8217;t coming to the door so we walked out to a cheer from some people.  Tina and I exchanged numbers and have seen each other since.  Happy Humping!</p>
<p>Slut X</p>
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		<title>Black Friday</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2007 08:19:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am not writing about anything I hate or dislike today.  I wrote on Friday that &#8220;&#8230;  I am going to get laid tonight to get rid of the horrible day&#8221;.   One of my friends was having a party that night.  My whole point in going to the party was [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bosteen.wordpress.com&blog=861423&post=232&subd=bosteen&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>I am not writing about anything I hate or dislike today.  I wrote on Friday that &#8220;&#8230;  I am going to get laid tonight to get rid of the horrible day&#8221;.   One of my friends was having a party that night.  My whole point in going to the party was to find a dick.  I could of called one of my regular guys but I was looking for something new.  I picked out something that accentuated my best assets and went to the party.</p>
<p>The party was pretty full.  A lot of people from my high school days were back, home for Thanksgiving.  In perfect honesty, I wasn&#8217;t paying attention to what people were saying because I was on the prowl.  I had to work early so it was pretty much a hit and run situation.  The first walk around the party was me making my list of possible toys.  There weren&#8217;t many options of new meat.  I wanted a strong sexy man, it was basically a one night stand so why not be a little picky.  There were five potential guys at the party.  I have seen two of them around but never really got around to talking.  The others were new or at least I don&#8217;t remember seeing them before.</p>
<p>A friend caught up to me after my walk around the party.  She wanted to know how things were going and all that pointless shit that no one really cares about.  Let&#8217;s face it, do you really care what the people you knew in high school do with their life.  I can think of one person I knew in high school that I will always have some contact.  We were talking when I feel this hand grab my ass.  I like having a random ass grab, but in my mood, I wanted to know who it was grabbing my ass because there was a potential hook up.   They could also save me from the conversation that was boring me to death.  I turned to see number 3 behind me.  He was close so it wasn&#8217;t obvious that it was him, but I made an assumption.</p>
<p>I excused myself from the girl that was trying to talk to me.  I turned to face number 3 and accused him of grabbing my ass.  It was in a playful manner but he didn&#8217;t need to know it.  He tried to deny doing it but I got him to confess.  I confessed to him that I liked it, this brought a broad grin to his face.  He said his name but I really didn&#8217;t care.  He was number 3 to me.  I mentioned to him that it wasn&#8217;t fair he grabbed my ass and I didn&#8217;t get to feel anything on him.  He looked at me weird.  I said it is only fair I get to grab something.  I got close to him, like I was going to whisper in his ear.  He leaned in to listen and I took the opportunity to put my hand on his cock and rub a little.  I whispered, &#8220;looks like you are a little excited to see me.&#8221;  Now that I had his full attention, I told him that I wanted fucked, no strings attached.  We could go in the bathroom right now and just fuck.  The look of astonishment was priceless.  He didn&#8217;t believe me, I could tell from the look on his face.</p>
<p>I took his hand and went to the bathroom.  There was someone using it so we stood outside.  It dawned on him at that time I wasn&#8217;t joking.  Of course my hand jerking him off through his pants probably helped.  The person left the bathroom so we went in and shut the door.  He was kissing me, I didn&#8217;t really want the kisses but it gave me the chance to undo his pants and put the condom on him.  I turned around lifting my skirt up.  It left my ass and thong showing.  He moved the thong to the side and entered me.  I put my hands up on the mirror to support myself while bent over.  He  had his hand on my waist. His cock was thrusting deep and hard into me.  I must of excited him a little.  My chest was bouncing with every thrust.  I was moaning and grunting. In between a couple of my noises, I told him to go harder.  He took this to heart because with one of his thrusts one of my tits popped out of my top.  One of his hands went up to my exposed tit and began to play with my nipple.  This drove me over the edge and my orgasm came very quickly.  He shot his load shortly after mine.</p>
<p>We got ourselves put back together and left the bathroom.  There were two hand prints left on the mirror so people would know what happened in the bathroom.  I left the party after I got my fuck, my mission was accomplished.  Happy Humping!</p>
<p>Slut X</p>
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		<title>A trick and a treat</title>
		<link>http://bosteen.wordpress.com/2007/10/30/a-trick-and-a-treat/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2007 02:32:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I should let the cat out of the bag when it comes to my costume.  It was a sexy firefighter (you can see part of it in the header picture).   All costumes for women are sexy _____ (fill in the blank). Anyhow, I worked on Saturday.  I got home quick so [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bosteen.wordpress.com&blog=861423&post=212&subd=bosteen&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>I should let the cat out of the bag when it comes to my costume.  It was a sexy firefighter (you can see part of it in the header picture).   All costumes for women are sexy _____ (fill in the blank). Anyhow, I worked on Saturday.  I got home quick so I could work out then go to the party.  I wanted to look a little extra buff for the party.  I made sure I had a good long masturbation session in the shower before I went partying.  The cab driver seemed to approve of my costume because he kept looking back at me in the mirror.  I was feeling good so I asked if he liked it.  He said, and I quote, &#8220;Hell yes!&#8221;.  I gave him a little treat and flashed him before I left the cab.</p>
<p>The party was great.  There were lots of hot guys and girls looking good in their costumes. Random hands groping my ass.  It made me so wet and horny, you have no idea.  I would purposely brush my ass up against guys cocks to feel it rub against me.  You can&#8217;t blame a poor firefighter that lost her hose. I was just looking for a new one.   There was this guy that was also dressed up as a firefighter at the party.   He was good looking (great body, face ok). When he would come close or walk by he would feel my ass or give it a squeeze.  I fucking loved it, so I would walk by him a couple times on purpose.  I started to run my hand over his crotch to give him the same treatment.  Someone at the party decided they wanted a picture of the two firefighters.  We did some poses for them, each pose he was touching a part of me.  I could feel his hard cock against me.  I wanted to fuck him right there.  The problem being it was getting late and I needed to go.</p>
<p>I turned around staying close to him after the picture.  My hand massaging his cock through his costume.  I told him in a low voice, &#8220;I want your cock in my mouth right now.&#8221;  I took his hand and went back to the bathroom.  I told him to stand there by the sink and I got on my knees in front of him.  Getting his cock out of his costume, I began to tease the tip with my tongue.  One of my hands on his shaft, the other between my legs rubbing myself.  I don&#8217;t know what felt better, it could of been the sensation of pleasure growing between my legs or tasting the precum on his cock.  I couldn&#8217;t take it anymore, I took his cock in my mouth.  My head bobbed on him, fucking his cock with my mouth.  My pussy was so wet now, I was about to orgasm from my rubbing so I went faster.  His breathing was getting faster now, he was about to blow.  I wanted to taste his cum in my mouth.  When he did blow, I wasn&#8217;t prepared for the volume of cum and it made me gag for a moment.  It was a good gag though because his cum tasted wonderful.  I worked his cock to get every last bit out of him.  He watched me for a minute more until I orgasmed, leaving a wet spot on the crotch of my red costume.  We walked back out to the party, I didn&#8217;t do anything to cover my wet spot.  Happy Humping!</p>
<p>Slut X</p>
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		<title>Toga, Toga</title>
		<link>http://bosteen.wordpress.com/2007/10/01/toga-toga/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Oct 2007 03:58:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was invited to a toga party this weekend.  It was quick to say yes.  What isn&#8217;t there to like about a toga party?  Half naked people and beer are at toga parties, nothing could go wrong there.  The only real question about toga parties is what do you use to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bosteen.wordpress.com&blog=861423&post=183&subd=bosteen&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>I was invited to a toga party this weekend.  It was quick to say yes.  What isn&#8217;t there to like about a toga party?  Half naked people and beer are at toga parties, nothing could go wrong there.  The only real question about toga parties is what do you use to make your toga.  I had a two piece toga.  I fashioned a top that went around my neck to my chest then to my back and had the lower part.  This way I could show off my stomach and not have to wear a bra.</p>
<p>The party was pretty full.  Other people were eager to dress in sheets for some reason.  The only thing to drink there that I saw was beer.  I was doing my usual routine at parties.  I scope out the hot guys, talk to the people I know and introduce myself to those that I want to know.  It was about an hour and a half into the party when this guy walks up to me.  He called me by name so he knew me, the problem was I had no idea who the fuck he was.  I was either really drunk or being a total blonde slut by not know who he was.  I asked him how he knew me.  He told me his dad was stationed  the same place my dad was before I moved to Boston.  His name came to me right away.  I was disappointed that I forgot who he was.  He was one of my favorite guys before we moved.</p>
<p>We caught each other up on our lives since we last saw each other.  It turns out that he is going to college up here, his family is station somewhere.  I was disappointed that we didn&#8217;t find each other before this.  (He is a couple years older than me, he moved to Boston a year after we did for school.) We relived some of the past after we caught each other up on our lives.  Somehow we got onto our past activities, remembering them fondly of course.  He asked me if I still go commando most of the time.  I put a sly smile on my face and told him if he was a good boy he would probably find out.  He commented that he must be doing something right because my nipples were becoming noticeable through my toga top.  I was feeling naughty at this point so I put my hand on his toga and noticed he was a little excited too.  He let out a little groan of pleasure when my hand found his growing cock.  He asked if I wanted to go back to his place, it was close to the party.  After our talk about the past and feeling his cock, I was all for it.</p>
<p>He wasn&#8217;t lying when he said he was close by, we walked maybe a hundred yards and we were at his place.  He was getting out his keys when I reached around to his front to stroke his cock.  He fumbled a bit to get the door unlocked.  I love it when I get to a guy that he loses his concentration.  We were all over each other when the door swung open.  Our hands were ripping at togas, it was very animalistic.  We were bumping into things making our way back to his room.  I have a bruise on my shin because of some dumb coffee table.</p>
<p>He pushed me down on his bed when we entered his bedroom.  His toga was off but I needed to remove the top of mine.  He got his protection and I finished undressing.  We were laying there playing with each other for a little bit.  I was stroking his cock, he was playing with my tits and pussy.  I ended up on top of him.  I was riding his cock while he played with my tits.  To be perfectly honest, it was ok nothing really fantastic to write about.  The build up and getting there was much more exciting than the action.  He got off and I didn&#8217;t.  It goes to show that the memory fucks with your head.  Happy Humping!</p>
<p>Slut X</p>
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		<title>Three&#8217;s a crowd?</title>
		<link>http://bosteen.wordpress.com/2007/09/16/threes-a-crowd/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2007 22:26:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>bosteen</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I figured I should write this before I go to bed tonight.  I have tomorrow and you all need something to read.   (This was started Friday but I fell asleep writing it.)  I went out tonight with the same premise of the other day, giving my vag a break.  The [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bosteen.wordpress.com&blog=861423&post=165&subd=bosteen&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p><strike>I figured I should write this before I go to bed tonight.  I have tomorrow and you all need something to read.</strike>   (This was started Friday but I fell asleep writing it.)  I went out <strike>tonight</strike> with the same premise of the other day, giving my vag a break.  The party was being held by Dan.  I was thinking I could maybe give Dan a little something because I couldn&#8217;t do anything the other day.  I chose to wear a skirt and low cut shirt to the party, figured it would be slutty enough.</p>
<p>There were quite a few people at the party.  I didn&#8217;t mind that though because I only really had two objectives, to drink and get Dan off.  First, I had to find my way to the drinks.  They were in the kitchen so I wove my way between people to the kitchen.  The walk into the kitchen was interesting because I was groped by some people.  I didn&#8217;t mind, it really excited me to be truthful.  I saw Dan in the kitchen so I got up behind him without him seeing.  I reached my hand around and grabbed his cock followed by a hello in his ear.  He poured me a drink.  We talked in the kitchen by the drinks.  This was probably a bad decision because I drank more than I should.</p>
<p>Dan and I stayed in the kitchen, we talked and flirted for most of the party.  People would come in to get their drinks and there we would be.  At one point, he commented on my skirt, he wondered what I had on under the skirt.  I looked at him with a devilish smile and told him there was only one way to find out.  He took me up on my playful offer.  His hand brushed over my ass, between my legs and up the back of my skirt.  His fingers went up to touch my uncovered lips.  I was already kind of wet but he made me wetter.  I got a little carried away and grabbed his cock.  At this same time, some guy walks up to get a drink and there we are playing with each other.  I look up at him giving him a wink.  He stood there for a bit, there was a bulge growing in his pants.  I purposely rubbed Dan&#8217;s cock through his pants while looking the guy in the eyes.  Dan said &#8220;we need to go to my room.&#8221;</p>
<p>He led me into his room where I told him I didn&#8217;t want to fuck but I would give him some head.  He was disappointed but he was getting off either way so why should he care.  I got down on my knees in front of him.  He pulled out his hard member as I got on my knees.  I had just started to take him in my mouth when the door opened.  I turned to see it was two guys, one was the guy in the kitchen, they said some lame excuse but I knew they were hoping to see some fucking.  He didn&#8217;t seem too upset, we have done group things before, so I told them to come over.  Again, didn&#8217;t say anything.  The other two stood on either side of Dan with their cocks out.  They were jerking them so I went over and stuck them in my mouth to get them wet.  I went back to Dan.  I was sucking Dan and stroking both their cocks.  Dan began to basically fuck my mouth.  I think the addition of the other two drove Dan over the horny cliff because he quickly shot a big load in my mouth.  It hit me in the back of the throat and made me gag for a moment.  I recovered and swallowed the load.  I went next to the guy that was watching Dan and I in the kitchen.  I took him deep in my mouth.  I was stroking his friend and bobbing down on this guys cock.  Meanwhile another guy walked in the room and saw what I was was doing.  He walked up and pulled out his cock.</p>
<p>Here I am in Dan&#8217;s bedroom, just sucked Dan off with another cock in my mouth and two more guys jerking their cock in my face.  The guy I was sucking had some major staying power because his friend and the new guy had an orgasm first.  The first load hit my cheek and part of my mouth and nose.  I could taste his come as I sucked his friend.  The second guy jerking his cock had a HUGE load.  It had to be a while for him because it was all over my face.  Some of it even got in my nose.  I could feel the warm cum run down my face and it turned me on even more.  I was basically deep throating the kitchen guy now.  He finally blows his load in my mouth a couple minutes after the last guy.  I swallowed his load.  I licked his cock clean and stood up.  I wanted to taste the other cum so I wiped some of it up with my fingers and put them in my mouth.  The two loads mixed together tasted like heaven.  I cleaned up the rest of my face and went back out to the party.  There were some guys looking and groping me but I didn&#8217;t care.  Happy Humping!</p>
<p>Slut X</p>
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		<title>Dirty Slut</title>
		<link>http://bosteen.wordpress.com/2007/09/06/dirty-slut/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 04:05:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am officially recovered from my weekend.  It started lame but ended with a flurry of activity.  I went out to a big party after my last post.  There were plenty of people I don&#8217;t recall seeing previously.  I liked this because there were also a lot of gorgeous, totally fuckable [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bosteen.wordpress.com&blog=861423&post=153&subd=bosteen&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>I am officially recovered from my weekend.  It started lame but ended with a flurry of activity.  I went out to a big party after my last post.  There were plenty of people I don&#8217;t recall seeing previously.  I liked this because there were also a lot of gorgeous, totally fuckable men there.  I scoped out the men that had possibilities while mingling with friends.  After making my way through the party, I walked my way up to possible fuck number one.  It turned out he was much better at a distance and quickly abandoned him as a possibility.  My second choice was busy with a bunch of people so I declined to approach him at this time so I moved on to the third choice.</p>
<p>The third choice and I hit it off from the start.  He was very flirtatious and made a lot of eye contact.   We stood there and talked for a while.  I was thinking about kissing him while we talked.  I knew the house, I knew the person that lived there well so I grabbed him by the hand and sneaked to an upstairs bathroom.  We started to kiss as soon as we got in the door.  He was a little quick on the tongue but other than that it was a good kiss.  He grabbed my ass and started to pull my skirt up but I killed that idea quick, I didn&#8217;t want to fuck there in the bathroom.  I do have to admit that the situation did get me hot.  It got him hot also because I could feel his cock growing hard in his pants.  He was pressing for more but I wasn&#8217;t going to have sex in this bathroom.  I was feeling horny though, I was craving the taste of cum.  I reached over to the door and locked it.  He stood there slightly confused and then I got on my knees in front of him.  It dawn on him that I was going to give him head.  When I pulled out his cock, I was glad it was only head because he was kind of small for me.  He was overly excited so I had to tease him a bit to keep it going for more than a minute.  I was happy when he did blow because it was a nice load.  It was smooth, kind of sweet and a good size.  I finished him off, used some of the mouth wash there and went back down stairs.</p>
<p>I found that prospect number two was alone so I approached him.  We really hit it off.  It was a hundred times better than the guy I took up stairs.  There was tons of chemistry, sparks, or what ever you call it between us.  At one point, it got a little close quarters where we were so I took the chance at getting a feel for what he had in his pants.  He knew what I was doing.  He didn&#8217;t pull away or anything, he just smiled.  We talked and flirted more.  At some point, I decided I wanted him.  I acted like I was going to whisper in his ear and sucked on his ear lobe.  He put one arm around me and gave my ass a nice squeeze when I did this.  I wanted this guy now.  He took my hand this time and led me somewhere else.</p>
<p>I wasn&#8217;t sure where at first but he took me to the back deck of the house.  He grabbed me, kissed me hard and our hands were now going all over each other.  We were in an extremely excited state.  My hormones were going wild at this point.  My panties were getting soaked and before I knew what I was saying &#8220;Fuck me right here, right now&#8221; came out of my mouth.  I didn&#8217;t need to tell him twice because shortly after the words left my mouth I found myself turned around, my hands on the railing.  I could feel my skirt lift up with my panties moved to the side.   He took a while before putting his cock in me.  I turned around to see him putting on a rubber.  I felt him go in me and I let out a moan.  It was kind of loud but I didn&#8217;t care because it felt so damn good.  I would tell him harder between moans.  It felt so great.  Part way through our fucking, I hear a phone ring.  I know it isn&#8217;t mine so I look around and he says its his.  I am turning my head forward when I catch someone in a window watching me get fucked by this guy.  It was a guy couldn&#8217;t of been more than 16 but you all should know by now I don&#8217;t care about someone watching me.  It is more of a turn on than anything.</p>
<p>We finish fucking and I ask him who called him.  He checks his phone and it was his girlfriend.  She told him that she was at the party and looking for him.  It is a good thing she didn&#8217;t check out that back deck.  He gave me his number and I took it.  It was a good fuck, I am always up for a good fuck.  He left to go in the party and I look up at the window and the kid is still there.  I blow him a kiss and went inside.  The kid should have masturbation material for a while.  I saw the guy and his girl at the party kissing.  It made me laugh a little to know that just 5 minutes ago the dude was outside fucking me.</p>
<p>I got bored with the party at this point so I decided to leave.  I checked my voice-mail and Teacher X gave me a call.  His message was that his wife was gone for the night and wanted to see if I could come over.  I ended up going over to his house and fucking three times more that night.  This time without the rubber in a couple rooms in his house.  Overall, I would say a very successful Saturday night.  Happy Humping!</p>
<p>Slut X</p>
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		<title>Some New Meat.</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2007 05:34:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Blogging hasn&#8217;t been good to me this past week.  It was a busy long week.  A week that ended up pretty good.  Friday night, I had my White Russian Party and last night I went to a fun party at my friends house.  The problem with friend parties is that its always the same damn [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bosteen.wordpress.com&blog=861423&post=60&subd=bosteen&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>Blogging hasn&#8217;t been good to me this past week.  It was a busy long week.  A week that ended up pretty good.  Friday night, I had my White Russian Party and last night I went to a fun party at my friends house.  The problem with friend parties is that its always the same damn people.  The same group of people talking, getting drunk and doing whatever.  It is kind of incestuous.  I was relieved when I showed up and there were some new people there.</p>
<p>I got a drink and made my way around to everyone.  I said my necessary hellos and scoped out the new people to see if there was any prospects.  There really wasn&#8217;t anyone interestin at the party.  I stayed for a bit and caught up with some friends.  I was there for about an hour thinking of leaving.  I set my drink down and on my way out when I saw someone.  His face was cute, but his body was god damn.  If I was to guess, I would say 6&#8242;5 atheletic and a great fucking ass.</p>
<p>I walked my way over to introduce myself.   The boy was a total meat-head.  I&#8217;m surprised he didn&#8217;t just talk with grunts.  However, he just looked so good.  It really is a take the good with the bad sort of thing.  I talked until I couldn&#8217;t stand it any more so I kissed him to shut him the fuck up.  He was a damn good kisser if you ask me and you should because I am telling you.  I felt the bulge in his pants.  I grabbed his cock to get a good check of the equipment to see if it was worth the mindless talking I would have to go through.  It was worth it the chance.  I stopped kissing him and he had this confused look on his face.  I don&#8217;t think he expected a girl to kiss him like that within 15 minutes of meeting him.</p>
<p>We sat down on the couch to chat some more, the shit I do for a good sex life.  I honestly couldn&#8217;t take any more of his voice so I leaned in and kissed him again.  This was a deep long make out kind of kiss.  He got into it also his hands were grabbing at me wanting to rip my clothes off there.  To get him to relax a little, I put my hand down his pants and stroked him.  Yes, I know it was there on the couch at a party but I don&#8217;t care.  He pulled back to tell me he was about to blow his load.  I backed off his cock a little.</p>
<p>In all honesty, I just wanted his cock.  I needed a new cock.  I have been with the same guys for a some time.  I know their moves, it gets old with the same thing.  I told him in his ear &#8220;I want to fuck you right now.&#8221;  I didn&#8217;t want to fuck him on the couch though, where could we go.  I knew the place after a moment of thinking.  I grabbed his hand and led him into a room that I knew would be empty and dark.</p>
<p>We went to the laundry room.   He knew exactly what to do.  He pulled off my pants and took out his cock.  He bent me over the washer and fucked me right there.  The music and people talking in the party made it so I didn&#8217;t have to stay quiet.  I was already wet from the making out on the couch.  His cock slid in me so easy.  He grabbed my hips and rammed me hard.  I grunted and moaned as he fucked my hole.  I was so horny that I orgasmed fast and on my way to the second orgasm when he finished.  I will never see him or talk to him again but it was fucking hot how it happened.</p>
<p>Today at work, this guy and his girl come in to do some shopping.  His girl goes into the changing room and he starts to hit on me.  He is good looking so I go with it.  She comes out to get his opinion and goes back in the changing room.  He starts really flirting now, I wasn&#8217;t holding back either.  We exchanged looks the rest of the time he was in the store.  I checked them out and they both left.  He came in a couple minutes later.  He told me he wanted to go out with me sometime and gave me his number.  I took it.  I gave him a call after work and set up a time for a date.  Happy Humping.</p>
<p>Slut X</p>
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		<title>The White Russian.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 21 Apr 2007 19:22:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Yesterday, I had a white russian party in honor of &#8220;the dude&#8221;.  If you don&#8217;t know the dude and the reference, you need to educate yourself.  You need to go rent &#8220;The Big Lebowski&#8221;  and enjoy.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>Yesterday, I had a white russian party in honor of &#8220;the dude&#8221;.  If you don&#8217;t know the dude and the reference, you need to educate yourself.  You need to go rent &#8220;The Big Lebowski&#8221;  and enjoy.</p>
<p>There weren&#8217;t many rules to this party.  The first rule is you have to be chill, no drama after all we are celebrating the dude.  The second rule, every one must dress down and bring a robe.  The final rule is you must, must drink at least one white russian.  The party is just to hang out and have fun.  I had fun, not in a sex way, it was just nice to relax and not worry.  Tonight is the real party night, so I will have something more interesting to write.  Happy Humping.</p>
<p>SlutX</p>
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