I’m sorry to hear that you’re unhappy.  I know, I know, you didn’t SAY those words, but why else would you send a message to me that’s so negative and hateful?  I’m pretty sure you don’t actually know me, so it’s obviously not me you’re railing against.

If you want to give me your email address next time, I’d be happy to help you figure out why you’re only happy when you lash out at others you don’t know and can’t respond directly to you.  I think it’s pretty common, I’m sure if I Google it I could find some excellent self help books for you.

Or, you could just talk to the person who is really making you sad and get to the bottom of this whole mess once and for all.  I think you’d feel much better afterwards! (I have a minor in Psychology, so I know these things.)

Just remember, Anon, I’m here for you if you want to talk. 

Yours,

Kim

While I was on my date with Mick, I texted Jay.  I told him I was “bringing a friend” that he would like.  I had previously almost met up with both of them for a mfm in a public restroom, so Jay knew Mick.

When we showed up at the strip club, Jay saw Mick and started laughing.  The three of us went in to a completely empty club and sat down.  Of course all of the dancers made a beeline for Jay, he just has the look of a guy who enjoys a good dance!  One after another Jay placed the dollar bill between the girls’ tits so they could take it away. 

Mick took his leave and Jay and I were alone in the club.  Well, not entirely alone.  There was a very large older gentleman getting a lap dance as well.  Oh man.  Anyway, Jay looked at me and said “time to go?” and it was.  So we got up and headed to the men’s room.  We hit the stall and I went for Jay’s pants.  They were DRAWSTRING! That’s the opposite of having a belt! Good job.

I dropped to my knees and had just taken Jay in my mouth when the mens’ room door opened and man started pounding on the stall.  “Man, you alone in there?”  I nudged Jay to answer and he replied “Yes.”  The guy left.  Uh oh.  Busted.

I got up to leave and Jay was undoing the string on his pants again.  What?  We had to run, we got caught!! We can’t stay!  Jay just shrugged at me as if so say “What do we have to lose?” but I couldn’t do it.  Gotta live to fuck another day.

We left the men’s room and walked out, trying to seem innocent.  The only two people in the club walking out of the men’s room, straight to the front door.  I was so nervous!  We’d barely gotten out the door when the same guy yelled out the door “Next time we’ll call the police! There are plenty of motels around here!”  THAT would have been hard to explain…we would have had to call Mick to bail us out!

Clearly we couldn’t stay, not even in the parking lot, so we headed to a nearby Fridays.  (It’s no Applebee’s but it has potential!)  We shared a drink at the bar and I showed Jay what was under my dress.  He got up to go the men’s room, and I figured he was just checking it out for us. 

A moment later I got a text, “waiting for u”…so I got up and headed for the restroom.  I found Jay in the stall waiting for me.  I stepped in and removed my dress.  This time I got to suck on his beautiful cock uninterrupted, completely naked.  I loved feeling it get hard in my mouth, such an amazing feeling.  For once, though, I didn’t get a chance to ask if we’d fuck…just as the thought crossed my mind Jay was pulling a condom out of his pocket.

He slid the condom on his fabulous cock and then slid it into me.  It was an amazing feeling having him take me from behind like that.  Considering we were in public, he went pretty long.  Long enough that was starting to worry that we were pushing our luck again.  Oh, not that I wasn’t enjoying it, I was…it’s just the threat of cops was still on my mind.

Jay finally came.  Feeling thoroughly satisfied and I put my dress back on and left.  Jay, I look forward to seeing you again! Thanks for being a good sport when I brought Mick to our date.  I think we should “double date” again soon!

I’d been trying to get together with Mick for some time.  As is usually the case with me, my work schedule kept getting in the way.  Fortunately for me, Mick was persistent and we were able to get together on Monday.

We met up at a restaurant that had a large bar.  We chose the far corner so that when I was facing Mick, he could see that I was not wearing panties under my dress.  I think he approved.  We were enjoying some conversation over some very delicious sangria when I had to take a work call.  Apparently Mick found that boring, so he entertained himself by reaching under my dress and playing with me while I tried to talk!  It was very very very distracting, but I have to say, there was no way I was going to stop him.

After I finished my call, I asked to return the favor and Mick took his cock out of his pants. Happy to report that Mick did not wear a belt (thank you!).  I love how men’s underwear are made so that I can get to a cock so easily without a guy removing his pants!  I reached over and took his cock in my hand and started to stroke.  Yes, I was going to enjoy Mick!

Mick took another turn with me and it felt so amazing that I forgot I was sitting at a bar with people around.  I must have had my “oh, yes!” look on as I was suddenly reminded we were not alone when I caught the totally disgusted face of the woman at the other end of the bar.  Honey, I am very sorry that your lunch companion was just there for turkey club on rye.   I was clearly enjoying my lunch hour way more than she was.  If I was a more giving person, I might have sent Mick over to give her a little pleasure.  However, what he was doing between my legs was amazing (was that your thumb? very nice!) and I was not in the mood to share.

We paid the bill and went outside.  We barely made it out the door when Mick grabbed my tit from behind with one hand and slid the other up my dress.  We hopped into his truck and went right to it.  Now, normally, I’m not so much for the truck sex, but this was a pretty open lot we were in, at the intersection of two roads.  I felt very exposed and thus very turned on.

Mick slid his seat back so I could reach over and take him in my mouth.  Lovely cock and very lovely balls.  As I was sliding my mouth up and down his shaft, he was fingering me from behind.  He was getting so hard in my mouth, but before I could even ask him if we could fuck he had the condom out.  Once it was on, I climbed over and lowered myself onto his cock.

Mick felt awesome inside me and the look on his face while he was thrusting into me turned me on like crazy.  Mick came and I stayed on for a little longer, it felt good.  I dismounted and got into my car to follow Mick to the strip club where my next adventure was going to be!

I was out to lunch with a bunch of friends, one of whom is a guy who knows about “this part” of my life.  He’s a hottie that I’ve fucked before and I was feeling really horny.  I really wanted to sneak off to the men’s room with me, but it wasn’t looking possible.  I kept sneaking glances at him across at the other end of the table, but he was very engaged in conversation with the woman next to him.  To his credit, she was hot.

I got up to go to the restroom and when I was coming out he was about to go in to the men’s room.  It was my moment! I asked if he wanted company and he said, “Definitely,” so I followed him in.  We hit the handicapped stall and I went right for his pants.  I figured there wasn’t a ton of time, people would notice if we were both gone too long.  His cock nearly lept out of his pants and into my mouth.  I wanted him so bad!  I pulled out a condom from my pocket (hey, it clearly doesn’t hurt to be prepared) and looked up at him questioningly.  He took the condom from me and put it on while I dropped my jeans and turned around.

I was wearing these long necklaces that jingled and I felt like every time he thrusted from behind me they were screaming “Kim’s getting it in the men’s room!”  Of course, that just turned me on even more.  All of a sudden he whipped me around, sat on toilet seat and planted me back on his cock, so I was riding him like a cowgirl!  Amazingly hot!  We fucked like that for a few moments when he spun me around again and took me from behind until he came. 

We headed out of the men’s room together as another of our friends was walking in.  Oops, busted…perhaps I’ll have to do him to buy his silence!  What a lunch!

I had an earlier adventure last week where I was supposed to pull up behind a limo at a truck rest stop and just get in, sight unseen.  I did the limo, but the truck rest stop didn’t materialize.  That part has been churning around in my brain ever since.

I’d been chatting with Tommy for a while and our schedules never seemed to match.  He’s normally only available on the weekends and I’m usually never available on the weekends.  However, last night I found myself with a little free time after coming home from an event sans husband.  I texted Tommy and asked him if he would be up for meeting me at said rest stop. He was.

This is not one of those pull off the roads into a wooded parking lot stop.  No.  This is a no facilities pull off on the side of the highway stop.  As daring as I can be, it was going to have to be car sex, though.  It was dark and there was no way to be sure cops weren’t approaching.  However, it was going to be obvious to any of the truck drivers watching what was going on and that was going to have to be good enough.

Tommy pulled up behind me in a large extended cab pickup truck (excellent for car sex) and I hopped out.  I walked up to him and boy! he was way cuter in person that I thought he was going to be!  Great smile on that man!  I asked “Can I hop in?” and he said “I don’t see why not!”

I got into the back seat and Tommy joined me.  I was wearing a tank top and yoga pants and he really enjoyed the look…for about ten seconds.  The tank top came off quickly and so did my pants. (Why do I even bother picking outfits for you boys?)  Next thing I knew Tommy’s mouth was between my legs going to town.  It was suprisingly amazing.  I should really get over my aversion to doing that!

When I said to Tommy “Can I suck your cock now?” he replied, “I thought you’d never ask!” and began to take off his pants.  Out pops this beautiful cock!  I began sucking his cock, trying to get all of him into my mouth, but he was large and long.  I gave it the ol’ school try, though and it seemed Tommy was really enjoying it.

I grabbed one of my new “thin” condoms (the Magnums freaked some guys out, but Tommy could have easily used one) because it was time to get that lovely cock inside me.  I ripped open the package and…it was TINY.  How the hell was I going to get this on the man? 

Between the two of us we managed to squeeze 10 pounds of cock into a 5 pound bag, which sort of ruined the moment a bit.  I sucked on his covered cock a bit to get it moving again and turned around.  Tommy took me from behind and it was amazing.  Now, granted, you don’t have a lot of room in a car but you can do that thing I like where my pussy is up in the air, but the rest of my body is pressed to the seat.  Such a great angle to take a cock!  Especially one like Tommy’s.

He asked where he should cum and I said on my tits, so I flipped over and he took the condom off just in time to have it spray all over me.  It was pretty hot, how much cum he had.  I think even he was amazed.  We basked in the cum glow for about 30 seconds and then I put my clothes back on.  As I was getting out of the truck I told Tommy that we should do it again sometime and that I’d bring the right condoms.  I meant it!

I was driving home from seeing a friend tonight and emailed Rich, “Buy me that drink?”  He was up for it, so I met him at a local hotel bar.  I said, “Look for me, I’ll be the one with the ridiculous cleavage.”

I showed up and no one recognized me…I wondered if I’d been stood up.  A good looking guy walked in, looked at my tits, and walked over, saying “Kimmy?”  Apparently he was in the bathroom when I emailed the cleavage comment!  Okay, it’s not that no one recognized me, I did get some very evil looks from the ladies in the bar.  That means I’m doin’ it right!

Rich bought me a beer and we drank and made small talk for a few when I said “I’m willing to ditch my beer to take a walk…”  Rich put his beer down immediate and we headed for the door.  We walked down the hallway and passed the husband of the woman who wanted to kill me with the daggers coming out of her eyes.  I should have flashed him…I regret that now.

We turned left…and left…and left…and left…how was this even possible?  We got to the end of the hallway and I took my tits out for Rich to play with.  He was very symmetrical…first he played with the right one, then the left, then the right, then the left.  Equal time for each tit.  It was very even.

He was concerned about being in full view and asked if we could go to his car.  Car sex? Eh, so much.  So I backed him up against the wall and asked him to take out his cock.  He took it out of his pants, but just barely.  Really?  You’re going to get a bj from a woman and you can’t be bothered to take it all the way out? 

I’d barely gotten him in my mouth when he said “I’m going to cum” so I let him cum all over my tits.  It wasn’t immensely rewarding, but still a decent adventure.

I was going to be in Jeff’s neck of the woods and I asked him if he wanted to meet up for a lunchtime drink.  It worked for him, so he agreed.  I got to Applebee’s first and sat down at the bar.  I ordered my usual and they didn’t have it.  What?  Aren’t all Applebee’s supposed to be the same?  It’s okay, I’ll roll with it. 

Then I decided to check out the bathrooms.  The layout of this particular Applebee’s had their “Carside to Go” register right outside the restrooms, which means that there is almost always an employee standing guard.  I’ve never had an Applebee’s cock block me before, this was just not going to do.

I returned, dejected, to the bar where I was promptly chatted up by a very good looking man who sells Hondas.  (If you’re reading this Honda Guy, hit me up, I’d love to talk more about the Accord Hybrid!)  I was wondering if Jeff were going to show up at all and if I should just move my sights to Honda Guy when he walked in.  Now, I’d seen pictures of Jeff prior to meeting, and I figured he’d be a good looking guy.  I don’t normally like to see pictures ahead of time.  Pictures almost never do justice to the person and usually he turns out to be much better or much worse looking in person.

Turns out Jeff is much better looking.  He’s got these amazing eyes, so very cool, and a great smile, none of which is ever captured in a picture.  Jeff sat next to me at the bar and we started talking.  Then we started touching and rubbing each others thighs.  I told him about the Super Spy Skills we were going to need to get past the Queen’s Guards of the Restrooms, but Jeff thought we could pull it off.  We finished our drinks and I went to the women’s room while he went to the men’s 

It must have been the changing of the guards when I came out because at that moment Fort Knox were free and clear and mine for the taking.  I made a break for it and found Jeff in the usual stall.  I couldn’t even get my top off before Jeff was going for my tits.  It was wonderful.  I pulled my pants down and went for Jeff’s pants (no belt!).  Wow, nice eyes AND a nice cock?  God was kind to you.

I took Jeff’s cock in my mouth and savored it for awhile before asking him if he wanted to fuck me.  He did, so I grabbed the Magnum and put it on him.  It was a very nice fit!  I turned around and Jeff took me from behind.  It was honestly one of the best men’s room fuckings I’ve ever had.  He’s got a style that I really really enjoyed.  He came, I got dressed and headed out.

I opened the men’s room door to find that all of the guards had returned.  There were easily five employees standing there, facing the bathroom door when I emerged, between me and the exit door.  I said nothing, just walked out like it was totally normal for a woman to be walking out of a men’s room and booked to my car!

Thanks Jeff!  That was hysterical and satisfying!

While I was driving home this afternoon, I was dying for some sex.  So I did what any normal, red-blooded American woman would do, I took my top off and drove with my tits out.  It’s amazing, actually.  I drove for miles and miles, not even trying to cover myself up when passing cars. No one noticed.  Miles and miles.  Not a single person…until Tom. 

Tom was driving his work pickup truck and as I passed him, he casually glanced over…the look on his face when he realized I was half naked was priceless.  He jockeyed for a better position and kept up with me, nodding and smiling.  I grabbed one tit by the nipple and started jiggling it for him.  I could tell he was dying for me to pull over.  He was a good looking guy, great smile, totally adorable.

So at the next rest area I did.  Tom followed.  I parked in the far corner and he parked next to me.  I rolled down my window and asked him to come closer.  “This is bad,” he said.  I asked him if I should stop and he just shook his head and said “Bad.  This is bad.”

I asked him if he wanted to touch and he reached in to grab hold of my tit.  He rolled my nipple around in his hand and nodded to my pants asking “Do those come down?”  Of course they do!  I slid my jeans down to my ankles and slid a finger inside myself.  Tom asked if he could do the same and reached between my thighs with two of his fingers. 

I asked Tom to go into the backseat with me so we could fuck and he said he was afraid this was a set up and he’d lose his job.  I’m not here to cause anxiety, just pleasure, so I didn’t push it, but I did totally want to get fucked.  Tom took my meaning and fucked me harder with his fingers til I came, right there in my front seat.

I wanted to see Tom’s cock, and told him so, but he was still afraid of the set up.  I opened the car door and reached for it.  Tom only resisted for a moment and then took it out for me.  It was definitely nice looking.  I took him in my mouth and sucked him for only a few minutes before he came.  Tom, incredulous, said “This has never happened to me in my entire life!”  I gave him my number so maybe we could do it again, and drove off.

Thanks Tom, you made my commute tons of fun today!

I was talking with a friend who I’ve blogged about in the past about our next adventure and he said “what’s left, you’re not willing to push the boundaries.”  What?  Okay, so I don’t do anal, but really? anal’s the final frontier?

So…what could I do that would push the boundaries?  Threesome…in a semi-public spot.  Me and two guys, I think that would be amazing.  I’d want the guys to know each other and be comfortable with each other.  If they’re not, then things could get weird and totally blow my fantasy.  (And not blow in the good way either.)

Brothers…now, brothers I could do.  If they fit the whole “know and be comfortable with each other thing” of course.  Brothers who have done chicks together before would probably be perfect, as they’d likely have worked out the whole “who puts what where” thing.  If not brothers, then best friends from forever, but ideally brothers.

What do you think?

(Or…My Most Amusing Bathroom Escapade)

I met Jack on Craigslist. He’d answered one of my ads but we couldn’t make the schedule work.  I had liked what he’d said though, so I texted him this morning to see if he wanted to meet me for a drink at the mall.  I told him my tits were “ridiculous” and promised that he would like them.  Jack was up for the challenge.

I was running a little late and when I got there there was just one, much older, man at the bar.  Had I possibly been mistaken about who Jack was?  No, I was pretty sure he was my age, wasn’t he?  Oh boy.  I ducked into the bathroom to make my plan.  Obviously I wasn’t just going to bail, but this guy wasn’t just grandpa old, he was totally disheveled, scruffy, hair sticking up all over the place.  I took a selfie in the mirror with my phone so the day wouldn’t be a total loss and noticed I had a text from Jack. 

There had been a family at the bar and Jack panicked.  He was in search of another location, but I told him to come back and have a drink anyway.  When the Real Jack showed up I was pleased, very pleased.  Good looking guy, the Real Jack!  He looked at me, then my tits and said “You’re right, they are ridiculous.”  Indeed.  Since no one could see me from where we were sitting, I took them out and Jack started playing with them at the bar. 

Oh, you know that gets my motor running!  He actually had one hand on each nipple, playing with both of them at the same time.  I thought I might burst.  We actually carried on a very nice conversation there at the bar too, but enough was enough. I asked if he knew where the closest men’s room.  Apparantly Jack is a former Boy Scout because he knew that Lord & Taylor has the best, most quiet men’s room around.  And off we went.

It seems Lord & Taylor also has the best maintenance of their men’s room, because when we arrived, it was out of service.  Have no fear, Jack had a back up ready just in case.  (See? Boy Scout.)  When we arrived at the men’s room at Sears, I applauded the choice.  Quiet, out of the way, nice size handicap stall.  Perfect. 

I took my top and bra off and Jack went right for my tits.  I was so turned on!  I asked to see his cock and he obliged.  Now, Jack wasn’t a current reader of the blog, so he accidentally violated one of the biggest Kim Rules.  I know, I know, but I liked Jack, so I didn’t hold it against him that he was wearing a belt.  We had the whole place to ourselves and plenty of time plus I was feeling generous.

I had just gotten on my knees to take Jack in my mouth when the entire mall decided they had to use the Sears Men’s Room.  It was complete pandemonium.  Men burping, children whining, coworkers chatting at the urinal right outside our stall.  No one seemed to notice a second set of feet, so I kept sucking away.  Although I was also laughing hysterically.  Especially about the prolonged (or so it seemed to a girl half naked in a bathroom stall sucking a stranger’s cock) conversation the Sears coworkers had about how lunch and recess were their favorite subjects in school and how they wouldn’t want recess now, they’d want nap time.  Excellent points, fellas…now leave!

Finally they were gone and I asked Jack if we would fuck me.  He did!  I slid the condom on and he took me from behind.  It was a wonderful end to the most amusing bathroom escapade I believe I’ve ever had!  He came, I got dressed and he walked me out of Sears.  I thanked him for his time and we parted ways so he could buy a Valentine’s Day Card for his wife.  What a thoughtful man!