<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:21:29.552-08:00</updated><category term='Friday&apos;s lust....all talk no action....'/><category term='company car.....'/><category term='Heavy Flirting.....'/><category term='first time....'/><title type='text'>Married So-Cal Male with a bit of a wild side..</title><subtitle type='html'>Real life adventure of a 40'ish year old male from Southern California.  A man who lust after several women and who is a sucker for a mature women with sexy curves.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-8052861807153607420</id><published>2009-03-02T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T19:10:48.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LA Metrolink 411.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; today I took the Los Angeles Area &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Metrolink&lt;/span&gt; train into work and it brought back an awesome story that I have to share with you all.  I will have to write this tomorrow, but trust me its an awesome story.  Its something that I still to this day can't believe ever happened.  I will give you a little hint, it included a very mature women of color (black) who is 10 years my older.  Due to this event I now have a desire for mature black women.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; well I will write more tomorrow.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-8052861807153607420?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8052861807153607420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=8052861807153607420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/8052861807153607420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/8052861807153607420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2009/03/la-metrolink-411.html' title='LA Metrolink 411.....'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-1826948554559249684</id><published>2009-02-28T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T22:05:12.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is keeping me away.....10 year anniversary SUCKED!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey folks, I am still here, but life has gotten in the way of my blogging effort.  I have so busy at work that I have had no time to do anything but work sleep and work some more.  Well I just wanted to let you all know I am still here, at least for those of you who are still around and have not left me.   I hope that I can get back here real soon.  So with that here is what has happened recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 10 year anniversary was a few weeks back, and if you remember I asked my other half that it would be nice to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vegas&lt;/span&gt; together and I was rejected.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yeap&lt;/span&gt; you can see it in my older post, check it out if you like.  But I don't get it.  I offered and was told no.  I do not know what or why she said no but it sucked!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on our anniversary I went to the flower-mart in downtown LA and bought her nice 2 dozen roses, one dozen red and one dozen white.  I also got some really nice purple flowers that smell awesome.  Well that night I had a few late meetings at work that I just could not get out of, so I head home with the roses in hand as well as a card.  She is in the Theater room of the house when I come in, so I walk in and hand them to her she smiles and says thanks.  She takes them and heads into the kitchen, places the flowers on the counter and walks away.  Now when I say I got home late it was late for me, I leave for work at 4:30 am and usually get home around 5pm, but that night I got home at 9:30 pm.  I was beyond tired but I knew that this was a special night.  Well I expected her to give me a card or say anything but got nothing....no card, nothing.   Well around 10:30 I head to bed and thought she would follow suit, since the kids were all asleep.  Well 11 pm passes, 11:30 passes and then midnight passes and still not coming to bed.  Well I get up and go ask her if she was coming to bed and I catch her on the damn computer....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; right on our fucking anniversary she is on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fuckin&lt;/span&gt; computer.  I see her on it and make a comment that I hope whoever she is speaking to is more important than being with her husband on our anniversary night.  Well she finally comes to bed, and I try to get her to play, but she would have none of it.  She tells me that she is tired and just wants to go to bed.  Well What the FUCK!!!! oh well on my anniversary night as she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; there in bed sleeping....I spanked the monkey....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yeap&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; right I chocked the chicken....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the next day I am off and I get up and go to the kitchen and guess what I see..the flowers I bought her not on the dinning table or in the living room, but just sitting on the kitchen counter the same place she placed them the night before.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get it....maybe I am the fool but I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;willing&lt;/span&gt; to try anything to make this work.  I am not looking for a way out, I am willing to do anything to make this work..but I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get it.  I may not be the best husband in the world when I am not home but whenever I am home I do everything to treat her like a million dollars.  Like I said I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get it.....and actually I did not get it that night either...oh well....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-1826948554559249684?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1826948554559249684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=1826948554559249684' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/1826948554559249684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/1826948554559249684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-is-keeping-me-away10-year.html' title='Life is keeping me away.....10 year anniversary SUCKED!!!!!'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-2267122385499095525</id><published>2009-02-13T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T19:22:03.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hallmark Holiday....</title><content type='html'>Its been a few weeks since I have been on her, I have been sick and have missed typing about my life, but with tomorrow being what I call a Hallmark Holiday I just had to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I think that the 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of February is one of the worst days of the year.  I cant stand women that tell me that, "if my man knows whats good for him, he better get me roses, candy, gold and dinner on  Feb 14."  I laugh, smile and walk away shaking my head.  Why is 1 day a year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; important? WHY??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So when your partner, husband, squeeze, boss, co-worker, pool boy, or whoever tells you they love you on any other day than Feb 14, does that lessen the words or thought?  I tell my wife I love her all the time and I still get nothing for it.  So why am I going to make Feb 14 a big deal?  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; her by buying gifts.  I take her dinner, give her body massages, clean the house, do the laundry  and I still get nothing.  Maybe I should be a total ass to her, treat her like shit, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don"t&lt;/span&gt; clean and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; do any of the stuff I do.  Then maybe then she will change.  But that is not my style or the way I was brought up.  I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get it....  anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those of you who think you deserve to treated like a million dollars on Feb 14, get a life.  So when your special someone does that on March 1, April 2, June 28 or whenever  do you say," yeah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; nice but why didn't you do this on Feb 14?"  No you take all that is given to you and you should treasure it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line is this, Treasure the ones who love you, it does not matter what the date is, take it and enjoy it.  If you only get a card and one rose, tell him/her/them, Thank YOU!  Times are tough not everyone can or should spend $$$.  As for my wife, all she is getting is a card, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; it.  No dinner, no gold, no roses and I will sleep great tomorrow night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your weekend, I hope you have a blast and get all you can..  I will be back,,, early next week.  I hope to have a new story to fill you all in with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary(previous post)  I know you are here now, and thanks for your positive words.  I cant wait to write all about our hookup.  Till then....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;TTFN&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-2267122385499095525?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2267122385499095525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=2267122385499095525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/2267122385499095525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/2267122385499095525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-hallmark-holiday.html' title='Happy Hallmark Holiday....'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-1122956146227250739</id><published>2009-01-19T15:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:49:37.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How was your weekend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SXUQ2L3P9mI/AAAAAAAAFd0/jtYn3Ze8ocE/s1600-h/eveningsentertainment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SXUQ2L3P9mI/AAAAAAAAFd0/jtYn3Ze8ocE/s320/eveningsentertainment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293155460127389282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I had a real boring weekend, but I did have time too myself.....who ever said loving one self is wrong...is just not doing it right.  I also tried again to bring up the Vegas trip...and was once again blown off.  Well I will keep trying, till then I better buy another bottle of Malibu Rum, some more lube and keep the damn dvd player running.  I was lucky enough to see one of my readers on Saturday and man did she look GREAT!  You know who you are!  You looked hot &amp;amp; sexy!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-1122956146227250739?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1122956146227250739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=1122956146227250739' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/1122956146227250739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/1122956146227250739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-was-your-weekend.html' title='How was your weekend?'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SXUQ2L3P9mI/AAAAAAAAFd0/jtYn3Ze8ocE/s72-c/eveningsentertainment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-4317137387363172945</id><published>2009-01-11T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T14:33:07.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MILF's around me &amp; life updates.....WTF?!?</title><content type='html'>In one of my previous post I wrote that I am very involved in a youth sports group in the city where I live well on Saturday we had registration for the upcoming season.  Well one of our readers is from that group and she showed up looking as sexy as hell and your jeans and your sexy ass was noticed by not just me, but by a few other men who where there at the park.  One of which wants your son on his team so he can get to try to meet you.  ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was one MILF that was there that caught my eye and she knew it.  This women is in her late 30's, tall 5-10, latina (with all the right curves) and she has just lost some serious weight and I would say she is probally 150-160 , but with her height she looks great!  Well she shows up and walks over and says her hellos to everyone there and then she makes her way to me.  We hug and I whisper into her ear, "WOW you look great, you look like a million dollars!"  She pulls back and smiles and then tells me, "thank you for your kind words,  can we talk privately later?"  Well what would you say? Of course I told her yes.  So about an hour goes by and she walks over to me ask if I could walk with her so she can talk about stuff going on in her life.  Well, we walk and talk and I give her the advice she needed regarding a male friend and his ex-girlfriend.  As we get done I once again give her props on her looks, well all she can say is thank you, at least someone noticed how I look.  I ask what does she mean and she says that nobody, not even her other half has said anything to her about it.  Well I smile and tell her well this year people will notice and it will make her other half a bit uneasy when she is doing her job.  With that we walk back to the big group and seprate but as we began to do so, she walks back over to me and smiles and once agian gives me a nice hug and says thanks for the kind words.    I could tell my words  got her excited because for next 3o minutes all we did was make eye contact every chance we got and smile at each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for any updates from I was expecting to list this week, I was down for the count with that damn cold/flu bug going around LA County and was in bed (alone) all week.  But I hope to have some updates this week, so check back often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing happened last night, I was speaking to the wife and told her we need to get away for a weekend, just the two of us.  I suggest Las Vegas for our anniversary which is next month.  I told her it would be fun and what ever happens in Vegas, well you know the rest.  She tells me "NO."  I could not belive my ears, but I was turned down for Vegas from my own wife.  WTF?!?!?!?!?  I dont know if she was having a bad night or day but we had a good afternoon together, I just did not expect to hear that.  I mean she is not working or anything so thats not an issue.  So after she tells me NO she tells me shes going out "Scrapbooking."  Well she leaves at 6 pm and does not come home until 2:30 am. I trust her and know the women she is hanging with but damn, if I did that I would be in the dog house.  I will try again to ask her to go to Vegas in a few days and see what happens.  Man I just dont know......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-4317137387363172945?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4317137387363172945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=4317137387363172945' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/4317137387363172945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/4317137387363172945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2009/01/milfs-around-me-life-updateswtf.html' title='MILF&apos;s around me &amp; life updates.....WTF?!?'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-371728794990105992</id><published>2009-01-04T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T11:16:00.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knew I still have it....</title><content type='html'>Ok, so last night my buddy, Jay, I wrote about him in a previous post, well he calls and ask me to meet him and his sig-other for some drinks at a local Applebees.  Well the 2nd NFL game was getting ready to start so I was off to watch the game and have a few drinks.  I arrive and see they are sitting at the end of the bar, and next them was a seat with a purse on it and next to that was a very good looking 26 year old Mexican/Indian (red feather not red dot) lady with breast the size of frickin honeydews.  It looks like she is saving the seat for someone so I decide to grab a bar stool and kinda make room, but as I do the 26 year old, who I call Vivian, tells me I could sit there, she was alone and not waiting for anyone.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I sit and thank her for moving her purse and then turn my attention to Jay and his sig-other.  Well as I am sitting at the bar my ex is texting me and wanting to pick a fight about the kids.  I began telling them about her wanting to pick a fight and what the fuss was all about.  As I do Vivian makes a comment about the conversation and began to join in on the discussion.  Well after talking for about an hour Vivian moved her stool closer to mine and reached down and removed a piece of string off my sweater (talk about some great signs).  Well Jay is ready to leave and I usually leave when they leave as I hate drinking alone.  Well Vivian sees that we are starting to pack up to leave and ask me what I had planned for the next few hours.  Well I look at her and ask her what her plans are, she says, "I am just going to go home and relax before I meet my GF's later tonight."  Well I then tell her, " I guess I am going to go over to your place and watch the rest of the game."  Well she paused for all of 2 seconds and said that's fine with me.  As we walk out to our cars (she is parked just one row from me) she asks, "Are you married?"  Well I am one never to lie to anyone and tell her,"YES."  As I answer I show her my ring, which I had on the entire time in the bar and which never comes off my finger.  She smiles and just says, "well I am cool with that, just follow me, we have to go about 6 miles to her apartment.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well she was right it was only 6 miles away and we arrive there in about 10 minutes.  As we pull up to her place she stops and tells me where to park and where to wait for her.  Well I do as I am told and after a few minutes we are in her apartment.  We walk in and I can see she has a clean place, but that she has a young child and a room mate, neither whom are home.  Well she grabs me a beer and we go out on the patio so she can smoke.  Well after being on the patio for about 10 minutes we head inside and sit on the sofa together.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now let me describe Vivian for you, she is about 5-6, about 150 lbs, with HUGE breast, brown eyes, and a light natural tan, with long highlighted hair.  She had her nails painted on her feet in a dark red and a french manicure on her hands.  Now when I say HUGE breast I mean HUGE....the size guys look at and must take not one but two looks at as she walks past them.  They were frickin HUGE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well we sit on the couch and start to watch the end of the football game.  Well after watching the game I just leaned into her and began to kiss her.  Kiss we did, it was a long make out session and damn it felt good.  Know I am sure some of you are waiting for me to type about the hot fuck session we had, but that did not happen.  All we did for about 30 minutes was make out.  I was not prepared to go all the way, since I don't carry any rubbers on me any more.  But it was nice.  She liked to bite or tug on my lips and we kissed and damn it felt good.  I knew she was going to go out and meet her GF's when they got off work, so I decided I had better get going.  As I leave she tells me that she would love to continue our little encounter another day if I am willing to call her or text her back.  Well all I know I must of made an impression because this morning I got a text hello from her.  I am sure this story will be continued I am just not sure when I will get a chance to hook up with this frickin Sex Kitten......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-371728794990105992?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/371728794990105992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=371728794990105992' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/371728794990105992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/371728794990105992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2009/01/who-knew-i-still-have-it.html' title='Who knew I still have it....'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-5926247713595525475</id><published>2008-12-28T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T17:48:30.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update cuming soon......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVgsYH98IhI/AAAAAAAAFbo/fNFGvTxKm3o/s1600-h/office-sex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVgsYH98IhI/AAAAAAAAFbo/fNFGvTxKm3o/s320/office-sex.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285022955686601234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having some photo issues on the blog today.  Not sure whats going on.  I hope to have several updates by the end of the week, as I try to close the deal on one if not a few of friends.  Till then have a great week and PLEASE be safe on New Years Eve...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-5926247713595525475?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5926247713595525475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=5926247713595525475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/5926247713595525475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/5926247713595525475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2008/12/update-cuming-soon.html' title='Update cuming soon......'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVgsYH98IhI/AAAAAAAAFbo/fNFGvTxKm3o/s72-c/office-sex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-5790910197000250769</id><published>2008-12-25T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T18:15:59.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas &amp; Happy Holidays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVQ-SgJB1jI/AAAAAAAAFZI/afL2NrqAhhQ/s1600-h/331860287_ad29272061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVQ-SgJB1jI/AAAAAAAAFZI/afL2NrqAhhQ/s320/331860287_ad29272061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283916750398805554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on posting a new story this weekend, but till then I just wanted to wish everyone who comes and reads my blog, A Merry Christmas and Happy Holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-5790910197000250769?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5790910197000250769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=5790910197000250769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/5790910197000250769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/5790910197000250769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-happy-holidays.html' title='Merry Christmas &amp; Happy Holidays.'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVQ-SgJB1jI/AAAAAAAAFZI/afL2NrqAhhQ/s72-c/331860287_ad29272061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-4592296588476751082</id><published>2008-12-19T19:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:36:29.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ex Sister n Law...</title><content type='html'>Well like I said in my very first post I have an X.  Well that X has a older sister who I will call Mary.  Well I have not seen Mary for about 9 years and last I heard she had a life partner, yeap she was gay.  Well just a week ago I was on facebook and I get this friend request from her.  So I accept and have been chatting with her since then.  A little background on Mary is as I was dating my x I knew she was gay.  She had a live in partner and was living in Long Beach.  Well Mary to me was sexy, there was something about her that got the juices flowing.  She had a good body, nothing that would make a man stop in his tracks but a body that you knew when looking at her clothed would be awesome underneath.  Well one night I am over at her apartment, I think dubbing tapes or something.  As I am done with my task I get her alone in a bedroom.  Well I could not resist at all, and I grabbed her with my two hands and pushed her into me and gave her a long deep kiss.  Well it was not what she was expecting and she backed away, telling me, " I cant do this your dating my sister and I cant do that."  Well that was never talked about back then and we went on our way.  Well fast forward to a week and a half ago and we are now chatting.  The hellos and what ups are almost done and I ask her if she recalls what happened oh about 19 years ago, she text back and tells me she does and ask if I had ever give it any more thought.  I could not stop myself and tell her I have always thought about it and would love to try it again, this time I would hope to get a different result.  Well her response was a very short YES.  Well just yesterday afternoon we were chatting again and she jokes to me that she is a grandma.  I laugh and say she might technically be a grandma but in my eyes she is not even close to that.  I tell her she is a GILF, (grandma I love fuck).  She is startled at my response and tells me I am very bold.  I laugh and tell her why does that surprise her, I think she still has it and I would enjoy to have her for some fun.  Well to my shock and surprise she tells me that our plans of having drinks now has to be changed from a bar to a hotel room.  Now that's what I am talking about.  Fuck all the BS of meeting, drinking and playing grab ass.  She is a women who knows what she wants and is playing her hand just after I played mine and she is not bluffing.  Her only issue is that she wants to keep this a secret, of course its a secret (except for all of you reading this).  I told her I cant wait to get together, which she tells me,"We must meet but not till after Christmas."  I am cool with that and cant wait to get this WOMEN alone in a room.  I cant wait to touch, kiss, suck, lick and fuck Mary.  She may be in her 50's but to me, age is only a number.  This story will be continued, I just don't know how long you will have to wait for the 2ND half.  Mary, you told me that you are damn good, I just cant wait to find out......till then.....xoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-4592296588476751082?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4592296588476751082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=4592296588476751082' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/4592296588476751082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/4592296588476751082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2008/12/ex-sister-n-law.html' title='Ex Sister n Law...'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-8840574746809604101</id><published>2008-12-12T14:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T16:58:14.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels 8 run lead.....</title><content type='html'>Ok, a few months ago my buddy and long time friend, Jay and I were at the Angels Game.  The game was a blow out, Angels ahead by 8+ runs going into the last few innings.  So we decide to call a female friend of ours to see if she wanted to have a 3-some.  Well her response was, "I have never done anything like it but I am up to it!"  With that we left the game and we headed to her house. Now, I must tell you about Jay, he is 6-5, 220 lbs with a dick the size of a frickin arm.  He is very proud of his size and will show it to any female anywhere and anytime.  Like I said in my previous post I am a bit above average.  So on the way over I told Jay, hey bro I don't care what happens but we are not to make eye contact at all..and we are not to let our cocks touch each other at all.  So we arrive and her instructions were simple, come in thru the side door, it will be left unlocked, and she will be in the living room, dressed waiting for us.  Well we arrive and enter like we were asked.  Once inside she was on the couch wearing a tight black nightie, all she said was hello and ok lets get it on.  No welcome beer, no welcome drink, nothing, just hello and lets get it on.  Well not looking to do any foreplay or set any game rules, we went right in.  Jay walked behind her and reached down and began to rub her tits, getting her nipples erect in a matter of seconds.  In no time she reached behind her and had his cock out and began to stroke it.   After her first stroke of his cock she pulled her head back and out loud said, "WOW that's a huge fuckin cock."  Jay laughed and just told it would be ok.  Well she begins to suck his huge cock and as she is..I turn her over and place her knees on the couch so I can mount her doggie style as she sucks Jays cock.  Well as I am getting ready to mount her she pulls away from Jays cock and tells me, "you guys need to treat me like the little slut I am"  Well with that I place my cock head in her dripping pussy and enter her.  I start slow and deliberate, she is in heaven and she has a cock in her mouth and one in her pussy.  After 3-4 minutes of me pumping into her she is cumming like crazy.  Jay is telling her he wants fuck her so he can cum all over her ass, but she will have none of that, she is in love with his cock.  I tell Jay, we need to switch, well what do two guys do, we tag each other and switch positions, I'm talking hand slapping high five.  Now my cock is in her mouth and she tells me, now thats  the size of  cock I am used to.  Well Jay begins to place his cock inside of her and she is defiantly feeling it.  As he begins to rock her world, I decide I need to watch this.  She is in heaven and she is needing to moan and be heard.  Jay is rocking her world and she is getting ready to cum again.  Well she wants Jay to cum all over her tits and tells Jay she wants to suck him off.  Well Jay now takes a seat on the couch and she bends down and begins to once again suck him off.  After about 30-40 seconds, Jay is telling her he was going to cum.  Without missing a stroke all she does is stroke his cock until he is blowing his load in her mouth.  I am standing to the side letting my buddy do his thing, once he is done all she does is look at him, smile, look at me and tell me its my turn.  Well I sit on the couch and allow her to began to suck me off, as she does Jay leaves the room.  So I am sitting on the couch in the same spot he was at, and she is sucking and stroking my cock.  After 2-3 minutes of this being done, Jay walks back in the room and tells me to hurry up.  HURRY UP??? WTF...I look at him and laugh and tell him its not my fault he had to blow his load so fast, he could always remount her and fuck her again.  Well he is spent and said its too soon and he cant do it so soon.  Well I tell her to lay on the carpet and told her to place her legs as high as she could.  With that I began to fuck her.  As I start I began to see flashes go off.  I look up and Jay has his fuckin cell phone camera and he is taking frickin photos.  I really dont care at that point, all I wanted to do was bust my nut.  After 2-3 minutes of my fucking her in this position I was ready to blow my load.  Well she can tell I am getting ready to cum and she tells me she wants me to cum on her breast.  Well I did just what she wanted done, I pulled out and got on top of her and I thought I had shot my load all over her breast, but nope, it went a little higher and went all over her chin and lips.  I thought it was funny and we all laughed all she did was smile and grab my cock and threw it back in her mouth to suck it all down.  Well with that I was done and got up, got dressed and made sure none of my shit fell out of my pants.  Well as we were leaving she grabs my head and attempts to kiss me.  Kiss me....right after my buddy and I both busted our nuts in her mouth.  Now I am a freak but I am not that much of a freak and just would not do that.  I don't care what she thought but I will never do that.  Well with that we were on our way and we were gone.  She got what she wanted, her first 3-some, a mouth full of cum and a night she was eager to tell her friends about and me and Jay got a laugh out of it and know if we are ever at an Angels game again we will always think back to that night the Angels were ahead by 8 runs.....Oh yeah I was told the  pixs were deleted but in the back of my mind I am sure Jay has then somewhere on his computer or cell phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-8840574746809604101?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8840574746809604101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=8840574746809604101' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/8840574746809604101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/8840574746809604101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2008/12/angels-8-run-lead.html' title='Angels 8 run lead.....'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-6523619036724753568</id><published>2008-12-10T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:33:50.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I answer a readers ?? and I cant touch the Breast...WTF??.</title><content type='html'>Ok, tonight I need to respond to the young lady, aka "sports mom" I wrote about in my last post.  She is a reader of this blog and she keeps herself hidden, and thats cool for both us. But I know she reads my blog and from what she told me is she likes what she has read, and yes even the post about her.  To  "sports mom", I will answer the question you asked me the other day, here in my blog.  You asked for the reason why I write this blog?  Well I got to thinking about this and have come to the conclusion, I have a lot that I need to talk about, most of which I do not want to or feel "right" telling my friends.  I am afraid to be labeled as a freak and to be judged by my friends.  I feel that me writing this blog helps me escape and get that relief I need and look for.  I dont expect others to comment but when they do it makes me feel good.  Yes I am hidden on here and in my Jay oohhh Beeee, I need to keep it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the second thing I need to address is this and women if would be so kind to respond it would help me understand.  Like I said in my post about my wife's High Heels, I love her and yada yada yada.  But I need to bitch.  The last time I have been able to touch, squeeze or lick her 44DD's has been over 7 years.  Every time I make an attempt to do so all I get is, "stop, they are too sensitive ."  or I get, "they hurt"  I am too the point that for the past 4 months I have just given up and don't even make an attempt to do anything to them.  Ok..."too sensitive?" WTF????? what do you mean?  How...you only tried to breast feed for 2 frickin weeks and since then have never allowed anyone(that I know off) near them or on them.   Its not like I am using them as an old radio frequency dial, I am not trying to dial in Tokyo Rose on a far away station.  I know that a women has sensitive breast, but not even a lick, not even a rub?  NOTHING!!!!!  I just do not get it.  I told her and asked her to see ask her doctor but she never has.  Well like I said I just do not understand.....if anyone cares to give me insight please drop me a comment below.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-6523619036724753568?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6523619036724753568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=6523619036724753568' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/6523619036724753568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/6523619036724753568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-answer-readers-and-i-cant-touch.html' title='I answer a readers ?? and I cant touch the Breast...WTF??.'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-6182373638875294300</id><published>2008-12-07T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:56:45.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Drive In....</title><content type='html'>I remember back when I was younger going to the drive-in were the thing to do with your friends and then with the gal you were out with to have a good time.  Well here in southern -cal drive-ins are 90% gone, but there is one within 20 minutes of my house.  So here is the story....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about 2 years ago I was coaching youth sports in my city.  Well there was and still is, this sexy young MILF, with a child in the league.  She is Latina, with all the curves that a Latina women is known for.  It was at a practice she was wearing a t-shirt that had on it some words that I made small talk about with her.  Well after a day of small talk we exchanged cell numbers and emails.  She was looking for a job and I know people in the job she was looking at getting into, so I offered to give her whatever information I could to help her out.  Well a week or two go by and as it does we start to email and text each other.  It was fun and harmless stuff, but then I decided to flirt with her to see if she was willing to play.  Well she was and that's all it took for me. I saw an opening and went with it.  It was a weekend night I was home alone on a wanted to go to dinner (that's what I told her but it was a legit excuse to get her out with me), so I asked her if she wanted to join me.  Well to my surprise she said yes.  We picked a place to meet and I drove to pick her up.  There she was, black knee high boots, black fishnet stockings, red &amp;amp; black plaid skirt (showing curves right where they should be), a tight white shirt missing the top 3 buttons, hair was down, makeup on and nails painted.  It was a very school girl look and trust me I did not mind, it was hot and she was smokin in it.  So we go to dinner a few towns away from ours.  Dinner is over and we talk about going somewhere to hang out so tells me about the drive-in a few city's away.  I had no idea that there was still a working one as close as she said, so I trusted her and off we went.  Sure enough we get there and pick the movie.  We park in the back as I was in my pickup truck, which had a full back seat cab.  We park and get in the back seat and then we began.  We start to kiss and as we do I began to rub my hand on her legs.  We kiss for a long time, kissing, licking each other necks &amp;amp; ears.  I pull away and began to lick her neck from her ear area to the top of her breast.  As I do I can feel her body squirm and hear her moan and sigh.  Well it did not take that long of that to get her excited as can be.  As I continued to kiss the top of breast, I was able to undo her blouse , which revealed a nice pink lace bra, and within a second that bra was off and I had my head on her breast licking and sucking on her nipples, which were getting harder as every second past.  As I sucked her breast and used my tongue to lick her nipples she arched her back and began to moan louder and louder.  All the while I was doing this her hands were roaming and she was trying to undone my pants, well with a little help she had them undone and had her hand on the outside of my bvd's rubbing my cock getting it harder and harder with every stroke.  Without saying a word she pushed me back and placed her head in my lap and took out my cock.  Man she could suck a cock, she did it right, played with my balls, and used her hand and mouth in all the right direction.  As she was sucking my cock, I placed both of my hands on her head, not to direct her but to just guide her a bit, but trust me this lady needed no guiding.  She knew what she was doing and she knew how to work it.  Well as this went  on she got up on the back seat on both of her knees at just the right angle that I was able to pull her thong off and began to place my fingers inside of her.  I started with just one and worked it till I was able to place two in her.  With every thrust of my fingers she would make a sigh, I did not want her to stop sucking my cock as I was getting close to cumming.  I also knew she was feeling good as my fingers fucked her wet pussy.  Well she continues to suck me off and within a few minutes she has done her job.  I exploded and came all over her neck and breast.  She did not let me fuck her in the car at the drive-in.  She wanted to go somewhere else to do that, so off we went and found a room and fucked.  This young lady and I had several more encounters and each time she was wonderful.  She is a MILF to the bone, and she is as erotic as they come.  I hope I can add more encounters with her as we still remain friends, and I know reads this blog.  So with that I sign off for tonight.  I hope everyone had a great weekend.  I do have to vent but I will do that during the week.  Till then enjoy yourself and the ones you are with......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-6182373638875294300?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6182373638875294300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=6182373638875294300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/6182373638875294300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/6182373638875294300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2008/12/drive-in.html' title='The Drive In....'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-7899876255660408340</id><published>2008-12-05T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T09:39:04.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>High Heels venting....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/STlgZDIEVeI/AAAAAAAAFWo/f2KC6MDXI-M/s1600-h/IMG_4237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/STlgZDIEVeI/AAAAAAAAFWo/f2KC6MDXI-M/s320/IMG_4237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276354421893387746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, folks I must vent!  As I wrote in my earlier post I am married.  Married to a wonderful women, who when we started dating over 12 years ago was the desire of all of my buddies.  Now before I write this I have to say this, she is my true love, I will do anything for her and have done everything for her.  I support her in everything she does and in whatever she wants to do.  But I am a man and I have a wants and desires.  Now on to my venting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we started dating she would do everything and anything I wanted or even hinted about.  Sex was never an issue, it was usually me asking to take a break.  She even made a statement to me that I must not love her because I was not making love to her everyday.  I thought 5 or 6 times a week was plenty but she said it and all I did was laugh at it back then.  Well also back then she was a size 6 and wore high heels almost every time we went out.  She is well stacked on top, 44D's, and with her being a size 6 and weighing about 125 it was awesome.  Every time we went anywhere she got the attention of everyone in the room, men wanted her and the women in the room hated her because she looked so damn hot.  Well I am a sucker for high heels, I love to see a women in heels.  In fact when I meet a women and look her up and down and see she is wearing high heels its a complete turn on for me.  I am not talking stripper high heels, I am talking 3-4 inch heels.  Nothing that makes their feet hurt or look painful when they walk, but something that looks sexy as hell.  Well my wife back in the day had some sexy ass heels, black, red, white, black boot heels, some sexy stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fast forward 12 years, several kids and age.  My wife is not the same women I had back in the day.  To me she is still sexy if she wants to be, but I be damn, she does not want to be.  She only wears sneakers or flip flops now a days and I have to beg her to wear a dress and even worse beg her even more to wear even a 2 inch heel.  Well I thought if I went out and bought her a nice pair of heels, the type she wore back in the day she would at least wear them.  So I looked for the right pair of shoes and found a pair (the picture above).  I gave them to her in a nice gift box with a note that said the following, "I love You I am asking that you wear these when we go out to dinner.  You look sexy in these style of shoes and it would make me happy to see you in those again."  Well that was a year ago and guess what, she has only wore them one time for only 30 seconds when I told her I have not seen her in them yet.  Well she goes to the bedroom puts them on walks into the den and lets me see them on her and walks away and has since put them away under the bed.  Like I said I love my wife, she is the mother to my children but she has defiantly lost her "mojo."   Sorry to vent about something so small but to me I need to see a women in high heels everyone once in a while and I want that person to be my wife....but if any of female readers would like to send me a photo of theirs I would gladly accept..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-7899876255660408340?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7899876255660408340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=7899876255660408340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/7899876255660408340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/7899876255660408340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2008/12/high-heels-venting.html' title='High Heels venting....'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/STlgZDIEVeI/AAAAAAAAFWo/f2KC6MDXI-M/s72-c/IMG_4237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-769899363392427029</id><published>2008-11-30T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T11:32:23.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Term Parking...LAX</title><content type='html'>Ok last night I was on Facebook and was chatting with an old friend of mine.  She is a MILF, well wait she is a GILF, from Indiana.  She is sexy as hell, 5-3, 145, with nice pear shape ass and 36GG's and is a sexy mid 50's years of age.  We became friends years ago when my co-worker had met her and had started a Internet love affair, both were married and were going at it like crazy monkeys in heat.  Well after a few months of them hanging out, she finds out that I am a huge Nascar fan.  So she invites me and my co-worker, who I will call, Steve, to the Brickyard 400.  Well we go ahead and decide to go to the race.  She at that time is already in her mid 40's and like I said is sexy as hell.  Well we hang out at the race together and have a great time.  I was the outsider at the race as those two only wanted to be together, which I was cool with.  Well time goes by and both of them decide that the affair was not going to go anywhere ( do they ever?).  So they end it but we remain friends.  She calls and ask questions about moving to southern California and if I would be willing to help her settle down. Well I was open to anything and willing to help her out.  Fast forward 3 years, we are still friends, she flys out to LA every other month and hangs out here for about 10 days and heads back.  Well this one week I am working my job at LAX and I knew she was going to be heading into town.  Like always I told her she could stay at my house and I would or my spouse would drive her where she wanted to go.   Well this time she accepts my offer to stay with us and ask if I would pick her up on a Saturday afternoon at LAX.  I agree and cant wait for her to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the day comes and I am at LAX way early, like 45 minutes early.  So I decide to park in the short term parking at Terminal 7 at LAX.  Since I was sooo early I get this wild idea in my head that I would make my attempt in the parking lot.  We had been sharing photos and erotic emails all week leading up to this day that I knew I wanted her.  I was just hoping she was willing to play.  As I am in the parking lot I drive up and down all four levels looking for the right parking spot, a spot that nobody would be able to see us as we were in the car.  After about 20 minutes I found the spot, next to a dividing wall and a LAX service truck, which must of been parked there since Friday.  Well I wait about ten minutes and head down to wait for her in baggage.  Well my wait did not take long, there she was, looking sexy as can be.  She was wearing a pair of sneakers, levis 501 jeans(that just showed her pear shape ass off) a white button down blouse which was missing the top three buttons.  Her makeup and hair was done like she was on a mission.  We make eye contact across from baggage claim and she runs right into my arms.  Hugging me like crazy, she then ask who I was here with, which I say I am alone.  I don't think I finished saying alone when she placed her lips on mine and we began to kiss, something I was all game for.  We kissed like there was no tomorrow, deep passionate kisses.  We just keep kissing and kissing, it was soo passionate that someone walked past us and just said I don't think they will make it out of the parking lot.  Well that's all we needed to hear.  She had no bags as he had a carry on only.  We hurry over to the parking lot and I just say to her how bad I wanted her!  She was saying the same, she said she wanted to suck me off in the parking lot.  Well who was I to say no to her?  We get in the suv and before I can put my chair down she is pulling at my belt and is telling me to take it out, she wants it and she wants all of it.  Well I know that we are in a parking lot at LAX and anyone could walk by at anytime and catch us.  As she is sucking my cock and licking my balls she pulls away just long enough to tell me she wants to swallow all of it.  With that being said I place both my hands on top of her head and start to direct her speed and movement.  She is all into it, making noise like crazy and making some porno sucking sounds as she is down there.  Within 5 minutes of her down there I tell her I am was going to cum and she did not miss a beat, she kept my cock in her mouth and took all of it in.  After I came she stroked my cock several more times to make sure I was empty and boy was I.  She brought her head up from my lap, looked at me in the eye and smiled.  She said how she could not wait to get to my house to spend the next 2 nights with me.  Well I knew what that meant I knew the next 48 hours were going to be a blast.  It was a great 48 hours.  She sucked me off one more time and it was just as amazing as the first, and of course she once again swallowed every drop.  C is an amazing women, she is a friend that I miss very much.   She never moved out to southern California and has since re-married and is living in Indiana.  We had spoke in the past few years but now with facebook we chat almost everyday.  She is a special women, she is sexy, she is erotic and just an all around wonderful lady.  So C I know you are reading this page and I just wanted to let you know that YES you are special to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-769899363392427029?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/769899363392427029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=769899363392427029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/769899363392427029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/769899363392427029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2008/11/short-term-parkinglax.html' title='Short Term Parking...LAX'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-5365915412292876656</id><published>2008-11-26T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T19:33:28.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way too busy to update this week...</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone I have been buried in paperwork at work and I have had no time to update this since last Friday.  I will post a new story this weekend, so please check back later in the week.    To my reader , "The one who got away"...., I miss you tons and I would do anything to spend an hour with you alone anywhere anytime.  Well I just needed to get that off my chest I will be back soon....Till then to all my USA Readers I wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving and may you enjoy the time spent with your family and friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-5365915412292876656?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5365915412292876656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=5365915412292876656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/5365915412292876656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/5365915412292876656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2008/11/way-too-busy-to-update-this-week.html' title='Way too busy to update this week...'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-2359065321208924897</id><published>2008-11-21T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T12:50:27.533-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='company car.....'/><title type='text'>Company Car..</title><content type='html'>Its Friday and I was trying to think of a good story to talk about before the weekend.  Last night I was having IM chat with a friend of mine who just moved from So-Cal to the Keys.  She started it by talking about our little night of fun and crazy sex.  It was in 2002 and my friend, who I will call E, met while I was playing Hockey up in Canada in a tournament. She was the girlfriend of one of my line mates.  We never knew this guy had a girl, we actually were starting to worry about taking a shower around this guy, but he did and she was hot.  So the team was meeting at a bar after our game and she was there, looking just sexy as hell.  Black knee high boots with 4 inch heels, black skin tight pants, a large black belt, and a skin tight white sweater that showed off her 38 DD's like crazy.  Well as we are drinking E's BF is nowhere around, so I see her sitting alone and ask her to join the team.  Well she did and before long she was opening up and having a great time.  Before we knew it an hour had passed and her BF showed and get this he was pissed she was drinking with all of us.  He never said where he went or what he was doing but she waited alone for a about 30 minutes before we asked her to join us.  Well like I said he arrived and was upset about her being with us, I would say he was pissed in fact he was so pissed a few of us had to step up to him and remind him that even though he was our teammate we would beat his ass if he touched her in any harmful way.  Well he backed down and that started&lt;br /&gt;E's and I friendship.  They broke up within a month of the party but we remained as friends.  We would flirt on the phone, meet for drinks and play grab ass but never went past a kiss and a hug and grind.&lt;br /&gt;Well one night about a year after the bar event I was working a job at LAX, she was home alone and was bored.   She called and told me her status for the night (home alone and horny).  I knew she was at least an hour away and I was working until 11pm so I asked her if she wanted to drive out for dinner, I told her I would be willing to wait till eat until 9 pm and since I get an hour lunch break we could have a semi date, well she accepted.  I told her about a really nice seafood place in Playa Del Rey that was nice and quite.  I told her when she gets close to call me and I would meet her there.  Well its 8:45 and she calls me and tells me she is about 5 away.  I pull up and see Erika standing in the parking lot next to her mustang, wearing a short blue skirt, black high heels and a blue/white blouse, just showing off those 38 DD's.  I park and walk over to her and just tell her she looks sexy and wonderful.  With that she smiles and leans into me and gives me a kiss on the lips and whispers I have a surprise for you tonight.  With that we go inside and have a wonderful dinner.  The restaurant is busy that night, but me being a regular get a table in no time.  So we get a booth in the dark part of the dinning room, we slide into the booth and have a wonderful dinner.  Dinner last the whole hour and now its time for me to complete some work in the next hour.  As we leave and go to our cars she ask if I am allowed to have guest in the company car as I work.  I smile and tell her yeah I can but its not all that clean and seeing how she is dressed I was taken back by that she accepted.  She did not care and I am soon to find out why, as we are sitting in my car and I drive to my work location she simply looks at me and tells me, " you need to find us a spot to park so nobody sees us, I am wearing no underwear and I really want you to fuck me tonight!".  I must of looked like a deer in the headlights because I looked over to her and look down and she is pulling her skirt down and yes in fact she is not wearing any underwear.  Its shaved, no hair anywhere, none, just wet pink lips.  Well knowing what I was about to do could get me into some serious shit at work, I knew of a dark hidden place just off LAX which was next to a radar station, where we could go.  Well it was 3-5 minutes away from our location, but E could not wait, before I knew it she is sitting with her back against the passenger door with her legs spread and with one hand spreading her lips apart and with the other she was inserting her fingers and rubbing her clit.  As I am watching this I must of been doing over 100 mph to the hidden spot because we got there in no time flat.  Once I park it was on, I simply unbuckle my seat belt lean over and move her hands away and start to lick and suck her pussy like I never have done so before.  The juices were sweet, her lips were tender and her clit was being teased and licked by me so hard and fast that within 3 minutes of me down there she came and she came hard.  What was the best part about me eating her out was that as I was down there she put both of her hands on my head and began to direct me, even though I was doing a great job she wanted me to lick her a certain way and hey I was not about to stop her or get mad at her, I wanted her to cum and I wanted her to cum bad.  I love the taste of a women and that night was no exception, she was wonderful, I licked her and sucked her to 3 big O's, but the best O was the last one I gave her, that's when I went down further south and began to lick her ass hole, what a thrill that was, she did not know what do but she loved it.  I loved feeling her body toss and turn and hearing her moan and sigh was wonderful.  After she had 3 O's she pulled me away from her and simply said its your turn, and with that she had my pushed back in my seat and my cock out of my pants and in her mouth within seconds.  Man she sucked a mean cock, she would lick and pull away and ask questions, do you like it? how do you want it? (note to self and others, if a mans cock is in a women's mouth you are doing GREAT!!! no need to ask questions) Well with all the excitement of doing this in the car and knowing that anyone could drive by at any moment and get a free show, I warned her I was going to cum, all this young lady did was take me in deeper and allow me to cum in her mouth.  After I came she continued to suck and pull on me until I was empty, she then brought her head up from my lap and smiled at me and said that was great.  Well, it was over and we were still in my company car.  We both looked at the clock on the radio and I told her now what, she said she wanted me to fuck her but after I got off work.  I looked at the clock and it was 1025 and I get off work at 11 pm.  I tell her ok, I will need to drive her back to her car and go back to my office and complete some paperwork and then meet her at a local bar a few minutes from LAX.  Well those next 35 minutes flew by and I was now off work and going to meet E to finish the night off right.  I called her and asked her to meet me a parking lot next to one of the long term parking lots at LAX where I knew we could be alone. I gave her directions and told her I would meet her there in 10.  Well 10 minutes later, I am pulling into this spot and there is her car, backed into the area I told her to back into.  This parking lot was hidden and unless you worked there you never knew it was there, it was such a cool parking lot that you could back into the spots there and you were in a deep hole that was hidden by trees and walls, but you were under the landing pattern of LAX, so airplanes flew over you every 3-5 minutes.  So I park and get out of my car as she does the same, we kiss as we meet behind her mustang.  As we kiss all I do is pull her skirt down as she pulls my pants down.  I rub her pussy a few seconds as she strokes my cock, without saying a word I spin her around and pull her legs apart and slip my cock into her from behind and began to fuck her right there in this parking lot, as airplanes flew over our head I am slamming my cock in and out of her wet, no, drenched, pussy.  It was great, as I was fucking her I placed one hand on her hip and the other on her shoulder, with each stroke my cock was getting closer to cumming again.  All the while I am fucking her she is being vocal, she is talking shit, I mean she is talking up a storm, "FUCK ME!", "Slap my ASS" "Pull my Hair", and the best "Treat me like your slut", well with that last one I knew I was going to cum and cum I did, I blew my second load with E within an 90 minutes and it was wonderful, the best part was that I blew my load all over her back and ass ( I wish I had a camera for that money shot it was an awesome view).  Well as I came so did she, so in one night, it was 4 to 2, and we were both happy as can be.  After that night we had sex a few more times in some crazy ass places, but we never really hooked up, she was and is a wonderful women and now that she has moved onto the Keys, I know some lucky guy down there will get the treat of a life time with her.  Have fun in the Keys, E, the night at LAX we had will never be forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-2359065321208924897?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2359065321208924897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=2359065321208924897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/2359065321208924897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/2359065321208924897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2008/11/company-car.html' title='Company Car..'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-194611682308164621</id><published>2008-11-18T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:48:35.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A song by Journey....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SSOZxJGVUQI/AAAAAAAAFEM/mr3oYTyCMHQ/s1600-h/revalation_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SSOZxJGVUQI/AAAAAAAAFEM/mr3oYTyCMHQ/s320/revalation_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270225058488733954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was home sick from work, so I spent the day watching some bad day time TV.  I was lucky enough to catch a movie that I have never seen, Ricky Bobby Taladegha Nights, yeah I laughed at some parts and at others I just shook my head.  But here is the kicker I was watching a scene when a Journey Song started to play and with the start of the first notes of the song the picture of my college love came into my head.  I was wondering what song reminds of you of that someone?  For me its Journey "Faithfully!"  So Cindy Cutright from West Virginia if your are reading this,,,,smile because every time I hear that song, not matter what I am doing, the picture of you leaving for the airport in 1986 comes to mind and yes I miss you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OKorl7Ouht0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OKorl7Ouht0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-194611682308164621?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/194611682308164621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=194611682308164621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/194611682308164621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/194611682308164621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2008/11/song-by-journey.html' title='A song by Journey....'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SSOZxJGVUQI/AAAAAAAAFEM/mr3oYTyCMHQ/s72-c/revalation_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-8833006625500899416</id><published>2008-11-18T20:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:09:19.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I lost what?!?!?!?!?!?!  OMFG!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; I need to vent and boy do I ever need a drink right about now.  I just found out that my deferred &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;compensation&lt;/span&gt; plan that I have had for the past 15 years has lost, are you ready for this,,$100,000.00, since the first of the year.  I don't know what I can do, if anything.  My plan was to retire in 3 - 5 years but I think I may be looking at another 10 years.  Even though I will only be 51 at that time, I was hoping to retire at 46.  Oh well....as my wife said, "hey you lost all that in the past year lets just hope you make most if not all of that back in the next 5."  I guess she has a brighter outlook than I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-8833006625500899416?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8833006625500899416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=8833006625500899416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/8833006625500899416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/8833006625500899416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-lost-what-omfg.html' title='I lost what?!?!?!?!?!?!  OMFG!!!!'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-2806120906044318005</id><published>2008-11-16T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T14:22:54.220-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday&apos;s lust....all talk no action....'/><title type='text'>Fridays Lust ....update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well on Friday my co-worker and I spent a good day of the morning playing word games.  Well after installing new software on her computer she was stuck in her office the rest of the day.  That morning we did talk a lot about, "what if".  I am not sure if I am willing to keep going with this, she does work for me and I am not sure if I want to "shit where I eat".  The way I look at it, I am trying to transfer to a different office and if I get the transfer I will then go ahead and play.  That way I cannot get into any legal issue with playing with my employee.  She did wear a nice set of jeans with 3 inch heels and a low cut top that showed the top of her  breast and cleavage that I swear you could hear your echo if you talked into them.  Well have a good Sunday, I will post a good story this week ..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-2806120906044318005?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2806120906044318005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=2806120906044318005' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/2806120906044318005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/2806120906044318005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2008/11/fridays-lust-update.html' title='Fridays Lust ....update'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-6101901117635744257</id><published>2008-11-13T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T19:32:20.411-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heavy Flirting.....'/><title type='text'>Desire &amp; Lust..is running wild at work...</title><content type='html'>In my very first post, I posted and asked if it is wrong to lust after a women and after today at work that question is running in my mind like crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in Southern California and for those of you who do not know it, today was a statewide earthquake drill.  With everyone in the office looking on the web for earthquake supplies, a co-worker, who is 20+ years my age and a women that I love to flirt with,  is being very hands on with me as we look on the Internet.  Now we are at my desk and she is standing behind me leaning over my shoulder pointing out emergency stuff.  As she is leaning over she gets within 6 inches to the left side of my face, as she is, she is letting her breasts press against my left shoulder.  Like I said I love to flirt with her and she does the same back to me.  I know she is not married and lives about 7 miles away from the office.  For her age she is sexy, she has it.  She dress like a professional business women, she always has her nails painted and always smells like roses.  She has very large breast, which I am sure must be store bought.  She knows how to flirt and I think she is a pro at it.  So back to my desk.  As I am sitting at my desk she keeps pressing her breast against my shoulder and leaning in to view the screen.  This continues for a few seconds until I look over to my left and we make eye contact, I know we are in the office and I am positive that someone must be watching us, we both smile at each other, as we smile she moves her left hand from her knee to my left hand which is on the keyboard and starts to giggle.  I said nothing, for the first time in my life I had nothing to say, I was speechless.  I knew she felt it and that's why she must of giggled.  I, however do not know how to take it.  Was she laughing at me? at the situation? or was it her way to tell her self she still has it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well a few hours later the earthquake drill is over and I am once again sitting at my desk, she walks over and I ask her about work I had left in her in box for her to complete for me.  Knowing she is on a compressed work schedule and is off on Fridays, I was shocked when she smiled and walked closer to me and said, "oh that's OK I am not off tomorrow, I will be here to do all your work."  I smiled and simply asked her, "do you mean all of it?"  She walked ever closer to me and reached up to me and whispered into my ear, "all of it."  With that we both walked away from each other.  A few minutes later I see her walking out to the elevator as she does she stops looks at me sitting at my desk and says goodnight and winks.  Now I consider myself an experienced man who knows how to play the game but I think I may have met my match.  This Women knows what she has and knows how to use it to her advantage.  Am I reading too much into this or should I expect or look forward to some heavy flirting on Friday with a chance of play?    You tell me..I will update this story over the weekend where I will share you the events that take place on Friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-6101901117635744257?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6101901117635744257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=6101901117635744257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/6101901117635744257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/6101901117635744257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2008/11/desire-lustis-running-wild-at-work.html' title='Desire &amp; Lust..is running wild at work...'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-945988700462530963</id><published>2008-11-12T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T15:26:29.119-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first time....'/><title type='text'>48 hours and counting....</title><content type='html'>Wow!  What can I say the emails have been coming in and the response I have had from my first post have been awesome.  Thanks to all of you who have emailed me.  I was thinking of what I can write about tonight and I thought to myself, why not talk about my first time...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yeap&lt;/span&gt; the night I discovered the best part of being a human...sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(of course all the names will be changed)..&lt;br /&gt;Its 1982, I am all of 14 years old, a freshman in high school and out with my boys at the time, Mike (16years old) &amp;amp; Tom (18 years old).  Mike's parents were divorced and his pop lived in the eastern Los Angeles County foothills.  The house had a million dollar view of the City of Los Angeles at night.   Little did we know the power the house had from the living room windows, a view on a clear day you could see Catalina island and at night you could a thousand  lights, which we found, would make a young girls knees buckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was a Friday night and we decided to hook up with three girls from school, one was a freshman (Lisa), one was a sophomore (Linda) and one was a Junior (Stacey).  Stacey was hot, I mean HOT!  5-11 and about 130 pounds, she had legs that would go forever and had an ass that could bounce a quarter off of and nice breast that were just too big to fit into your mouth.  Stacey was a natural blond, 100% blond the kind of girl that you see in surfer magazines.  Lisa, my freshman classmate, was sexy.  She always dressed in the 80's trend, tight jeans and tight sweaters.  She had huge breast a good size ass and lips that were very soft.  She was the kind of girl that college guys wanted to have at that age.  Linda was a young girl who had a great body, but never and I mean never allowed anyone to see it or to see what she had.  Small waist, big breast and a nice pear shape ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its Friday night we find out that Mike's dad is out of the house and at his beach house for the weekend (more on that in another story).  We all figure we are going to go to the hill house.  So being in high school we decide to stop and pick up some cheap ass wine coolers and some beer.  Unknown to me but Mike had scored some weed from his neighbor and brought 3 joints with him.  So at the hill house we decide to sit in the living room and turn on the record player and play several &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LP's&lt;/span&gt; of Journey.  As we sat in the living room we start to drink the beer and the wine coolers. Little did we know but Tom had gone home as we started to make our move on the girls.  Mike brings out joint #1 and he and Lisa and Stacey start to share it, puff puff pass pass.  It was working on the girls they were getting a slight buzz and were starting to play grab ass with Mike.  Linda and I sat on the couch, just drinking, no puff puff pass pass with us.  After several coolers got into Linda she got real frisky and before I knew it, we were on the couch swapping spit and playing tonsil hockey with each other.  As we did our thing my buddy Mike takes Stacey and Lisa to another part of the house.  We thought he had gone out on the deck but boy was I wrong.  After several minutes of making out, Linda and I decide we needed to go to one of the bedrooms to take our night to the extreme.  She was a virgin and knew that I was also.  So as we go to one of the bedrooms we open the door and see my buddy Mike on the bed, naked with Stacey, who is stark naked,  standing next to Lisa who was naked grinding on his cock.  None of them heard us enter the room so we just stood there looking at this go on.  It was something every guy/man dreamed off and it was happening to Mike.  He was in heaven he had his hands on Lisa hips and had them placed on her hips and she rode him up and down.  I guess the sight of watching this got Linda hot, because before I knew it she was pushing me down on the edge of the bed and began to kiss me like crazy.  As she was kissing me,  Stacey looked at us both and simply said, "fuck yeah Linda, let him fuck you!"  The next thing I knew, Linda got scared and she wanted to leave.  She was not comfortable and wanted to leave.  Well she left and I walked her out and tried my best to get her back into the bedroom, but to no luck.  Well after she left, I went back to the room and began to play with Stacey as I layed down next to Mike on the bed, who was I think at this time getting his cock sucked at that time.   As I did ,Mike looked at me and just smiled and said something like I cant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; this shit is happening.  Well Mike it was and it was going to be a night we would never forget.  So, before I knew it I was making out with Stacey and then Stacey said she wanted to sit on my cock.  Now being new to this sex thing and only watching this kinda of shit on my dads 8mm movies, I was in shock.  Stacey is sitting on my cock and is starting to ride me in rhythm.  Not knowing how much of this I could take I told Stacey I was going to cum, which I did just after she got off the top of me.   Stacey, the older and very much mature one, told me what to do and how to move her body as she layed on me.  Stacey however wanted me to eat her pussy, well being in heaven I could not say no.  Now this is where it gets good, unknown to me prior to coming into the room, Mike had fucked Stacey and had cum inside her, yes she was on birth control, so she told him to bust his nut inside of her.  Stacey was hot and I just knew I would love to try my first taste of honey.  So as I am laying there Stacey starts to get on top of my face, and is about 6 inches away from me when Mike yells out as loud as he could ,,,,"NO brother don't do it!  I just came inside of her!" At that exact moment I told Stacey to get off of me which she did.  After that Stacey was sitting on the bed laughing telling me she was sorry about her screw up but she is just having fun and forgot about it.  After she said that and I began to laugh and just gave Mike a high-5 for looking out for me.  With that night I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; busted my cherry.  It was a great night, lots of young crazy sex which lasted till the wee hours of the mourning.  Now I could only cum one time, and Mike could only cum one time, we both tried to fuck one more time that night but with the booze it was not going to happen.  We were done and it was late.  After each of us called our parents and basically lied to them about staying the night at the house, we all crashed on the king size bed.  It was about 8 am, when Stacey who is still naked, wakes up next to me and just smiles at me.  I smile back and look down and see that my morning wood is at full attention.  Stacey tells me that she does not want to wake the rest of them and ask if there was another room we could go into.   I told her I was not sure and before I knew it Stacey had my cock in her mouth and began to give me my first blow job.  After what seemed like a long time (maybe 90 seconds) I told Stacey I was going to cum.  I thought she would pull her head off and do what I saw in the skin flicks and just let it spray on her tits, boy was I wrong.  Stacey did not miss a beat, she kept stroking my cock with her hand and used her mouth to lick and suck the head of my cock, until I came in her mouth.  Within a few strokes I was spent and Stacey had taken my load and did not spill a drop.  I had just came in Stacey's mouth and she loved it.  Man what a feeling that was, damn I was a 14 year old freshman, who just a few hours earlier had just fucked for the first time and now had just pumped my first load into a girls mouth.  It was a night that Mike and I still talk about when we meet for beers.  No, we have not seen any of the girls since we all graduated high school.  Yes, during high school, we had many other nights at the house with the girls and yes those would go down as nights to remember, but nothing ever takes away from the first time I fucked my friend Linda, got a blow job from Stacey and almost had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cream pie&lt;/span&gt;.  Man, Mike if you read this you are a true friend and thanks for looking out for me bro!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-945988700462530963?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/945988700462530963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=945988700462530963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/945988700462530963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/945988700462530963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2008/11/48-hours-and-counting.html' title='48 hours and counting....'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9038201955727803361.post-8469934264827032890</id><published>2008-11-10T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T17:24:20.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About to lose my Blog Cherry....</title><content type='html'>Welcome, Hola, What Up.  Well if you found this site, I hope you take a few minutes to read a bit and leave me feedback on what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little about me, I am 41 year old Married man from good ol Southern California.  I have lived here all my life, growing up in very upper middle class eastern part of Los Angeles.  I work for the Goverment in a LARGE City, at this time I will just say I am a paper pusher.  I am married (on my 2nd and last) and have 5 wonderful kids.  I am your average family man, however not your average Joe, I don't drink, I don't smoke, I don't have any toys (ie. Boat, Jet Ski, Motor home, Weekend cabins,,etc) I am just me, a dedicated father, a devoted husband and I make every attempt to please everyone I come in contact with.  I do not surf, nor do I ski (water or snow).  I do not do anything outside of the normal.  I do however have a side of me  that is just aching to get out and explore.  Hence, that is why I am here.  I need an escape an outlet an area to not be judged by what I say or how I feel.  What better place to do that than here on the world of the web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in lust with a handful of women who if they new of my desire for them, I know would make every attempt to assist me to act on that lust.   I enjoy all type of women, however I am a sucker for a mature women, who know what sex appeal is and how to use it.  I love looking at a women in high heels and who take pride in getting dolled up every time they go out.  To me sex appeal is much more than tight pants, short skirts or the scent of a sexy perfume(however I know all that can only be a plus).  I enjoy a women with curves,  a size 10-14 is just about the right size of women I like and enjoy looking at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been told I am  Handsome, Sexy, Erotic, Desirable and a Cougar Hunter.  I am 5-11 and weigh 215.  I have black hair, brown eyes and am from Spanish/Indian( native, not 7-11) descent.  I am average size(no not my waist, but a little bit south of there)  but I feel I am slightly small in girth, even though I have never been told otherwise, I feel that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy watching a women eyes &amp;amp; facial expressions at the time they reach orgasm.  I like to be talked to during sex.  I enjoy the taste of a women and love to feel the pressure of her thighs against my head when the reach the big O.  I like long deep kisses and love to lick and suck a women's nipples.  I am open to almost anything when it comes to sex, the key word being almost.  I am not BI nor do I have any desire or deep desires to be with a man, however with that being said I do tell my best friend that I love him every time we go our separate ways.  I have had FMF and MFM fun in the past, not once but lets just say a few times of each.  I have been with a women 35 years older than me, and it was wonderful, and a women 10 years younger than me.  I have had a Black women and yes it was fucking amazing!  I have had sex in public and have had it taped (who hasn't).  I have done a mother-daughter team(simply amazing) and have received a blow job while in a church (high school age).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well like I said I am just a regular guy/father/husband,  however I do have a wild side.  Please check back here often as I write of my daily life struggles with LUST.   No REAL names will be ever be used on this blog and I will never post a photo of my entire face or anyones face who I am in LUST with or have been with, I want to protect everyone as I write this blog and never want to upset anyone or break anyones trust.  So relax, check back often as it is going to be fun and wild ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9038201955727803361-8469934264827032890?l=so-calblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8469934264827032890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9038201955727803361&amp;postID=8469934264827032890' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/8469934264827032890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9038201955727803361/posts/default/8469934264827032890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-calblues.blogspot.com/2008/11/about-to-lose-my-blog-cherry.html' title='About to lose my Blog Cherry....'/><author><name>so-cal blues911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14092268242042744846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mbNgs8Ir8tY/SVguICOIWPI/AAAAAAAAFb0/AufkQ0qKZvs/S220/cougar_prv.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
