I think MY LOVE was also menstruating at the time, so that might have had a little something to do with the kind of sex we had that night. Blowjobs require effort that simply laying there with your legs pressed together does not. And so I grabbed a bottle of lube and proceeded to slide my dick between two magnificent thighs. MY PERVERTED CUNT lay on her stomach and I rested my full weight on top of her. Done this way it probably felt more like I was violating her, which is definitely one thing that gets her motor revving. I began to talk dirty and heard her breathing get deeper. As much fun as it was, there was never going to be enough friction and pressure for me to get off, so I eventually had her turn over. Still doing my best to just fuck her thighs, I once again had her keep her legs closed while I put myself on top of her, in a position of maximum comfort. With all of my weight on her once again, she lay still and took my poking and prodding like a good victim. We started talking dirty to each other again and it got pretty sick and wonderful for a while. I think by pure accident the tip of my cock found its way into her sopping cunt and soon enough I was dumping a huge load into it. We just collapsed on the bed and tried not to move, it was so hot…
MY LOVE has given me the occasional handjob and will sometimes participate in something silly like “thigh sex” with me, but she is otherwise still available for my use at all times. Even if her pussy and ass aren’t, her mouth is. There is always one hole that I can use, at any given time. And there is no time of day, week, month or year that she is unavailable, unless she is traveling without me. Only then do I even get the urge to masturbate. It is almost completely absent from my life otherwise. I simply can’t afford to waste a load when I have a hungry beast always waiting to be fed. And if she can’t consume it she wants to wear it. Sick fuck!
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It is Labor Day weekend, which means an extra day off for most folks out there. Neither MY LOVE nor I hold “normal”, steady jobs so all it means to us is that the bank isn’t open and the roads are maybe a little less congested. After the amount of travel we just did there was absolutely no desire to do anything like drive to the coast or even go out and try to party it up these last few days. Frankly, we’ve just been doing our best to feel normal again, so anything contrary to accomplishing that was not on our agenda. So what did we do this long weekend?
DEXTER! (Season 4)
Friday night MY LOVE and I watched five straight hours of this series from Showtime. As you may know we don’t have cable television so we were viewing “Dexter: Season 4” on DVD. Netflix was on hold the entire month of August, while we were traveling, but our account reactivated the first day of September and Dexter was at the top of the queue. With twelve episodes in all, we were already halfway done with the series when we began watching it again on Saturday. Thankfully we split the night up by seeing two episodes and then going out to a club to watch a local band perform before resuming. “System and Station” is a group that I have liked since the late 90’s and I am happy to say they still sound terrific. The only remaining member of the original lineup is the singer, but his presence and voice are what make this band stand out from others. MY LOVE likes to watch him sing because there are times when his face will contort while he is trying to hit certain notes. She calls it his Muppet face...
Like little kids going to the school dance we snuck a small bottle of vodka into the venue so we could discreetly mix ourselves a drink before System and Station took the stage. It’s a good thing we did too, because the band before them was awful. We lounged in the back of the club and sipped our spiked drinks, waiting patiently for the aural abuse to be over. It was an all-ages show that did have beer for sale, but neither of us like the taste of that so we just purchased a fruit drink and made our own cocktails. When System and Station finally did take the stage MY LOVE and I moved across the room to get a better view. She sat and I stood next to two incredibly drunk and awkward individuals who were doing some sort of mating dance/ritual that seemed to be working. Ewww! The show was short and sweet – we only paid five bucks to get in so I didn’t expect too much – and we left quite content. MY LOVE only recognized three songs and I have to admit I was only familiar with a couple more than her. That was a welcome treat for me and it kind of makes me wonder if they’ve got an album out there that I am unaware of. Or it’s truly new material…
After the show we returned home to watch a couple more Dexter episodes. If it weren’t for the simple fact that it was already so late – something like 2am – we probably would have stayed up and finished it but sleep needed to happen. Sunday was to be a busy day of doing absolutely nothing. MY LOVE and I finished watching the last disc of Dexter and then she spent the rest of the day giving herself a pedicure. And I mean it when I say she took the rest of the day to finish this process. Sunday was her lazy day. I suggested a walk to a local park where we could shoot a piss scene but she was not interested in getting all tarted up for the camera. I spent most of Sunday working on promotional material for DJ work and organizing more pictures for our new Images store. A pretty lazy day indeed.
So it is Monday, and most of you shall return to work tomorrow. I will too, I guess. Tomorrow I head downtown to drop off some of my promotional discs and look for a straight job. Wednesday we head out to Seattle for a few days…
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MY LOVE and I have officially opened a store to sell images/photos on Images4Sale
We never had any intention of doing this before but business has been bad and frankly, we found we'd accumulated quite a list of photo sets from working with some pretty big names. There are already photos up from "House of Gord", "West Coast Gang Bangs", "Humon Photography", "Mark Warye", "liquiderotica" and "Cage of the Soul". Pretty soon we'll have sets from "Tommy Edwards", "Strict Restraint", "Smothered Slave" and "Venus DeMila" among others. If you are a lover of erotic photography maybe you should stop by and see what we've got up for sale right now.
Mark Warye
Cage of the Soul
Humon Photography
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This has taken a couple of days for me to write. I always strive to remain honest but sometimes that's not so easy...
Meeting my daughter was a wonderfully awkward and confusing experience. Frustrating and delightful. As much as she is flesh and blood, this young lady is also a total stranger to me. And I don’t mean that I just don’t know her very well – there is no connection between the seventeen year old that I hung out with for a day and the eighteen month old that I last saw so many years ago. Even the few pictures I saw couldn’t close that gap an inch. As much as I think we wanted to be comfortable with each other, it really didn’t happen that smoothly. Not that anything went wrong, because it didn’t. We had a delightful day together and I do think it brought us closer to one another. Not enough to satisfy me though.
I am very tactile, even with strangers. I will often pat a guy on the shoulder or side of the arm while talking to him. Not the whole time, but briefly, and usually for emphasis or reassurance. Women I touch less because there is always the fear of offending. It’s not something I’m aware of until it’s happening, and maybe I’m seeing a reaction on the persons face who I’m touching. Some people REALLY don’t like even the slightest contact and you can visibly see them recoil. Going into this “day together” with my daughter I knew that I would have a desire to hug and touch her, but I felt really uncertain about actually going through with it. I don’t know if she has grown up with that sort of simple intimacy in her life, and I didn’t know if by doing so I would wind up seeming like a creepy dad. I knew there were assumptions made about me, by all involved, the moment I told them that I made adult movies. I knew that I would have to work against that from moment one, and so I remained cautious and a bit distant I’m afraid. We talked openly, and freely, but even that was still awkward. It was very much like getting to know a stranger you’ve just met at the bus station.
The first thing we did together was get something to eat. Mia had three helpings of sushi while I picked at a spicy Asian dish with my chopsticks. We began to talk, often asking questions while the other person had food in their mouth. The conversation wasn’t garbage – we were certainly getting to know each other – but it felt a bit forced. I don’t know how curious she really was – about me, my past, my job, the relationship with MY LOVE, etc. – but I was honest with her when I spoke. After she asked how MY LOVE and I met and I told her through Craigslist she looked a bit confused. I guess it’s good to know my daughter is unaware there is a personals area on that site. When I mentioned this she immediately recalled the stories we’ve all heard, of women getting killed by men they have met on Craigslist. Seventeen year olds should be making friends at school and in their neighborhood, not on the computer, so I was glad to hear she was so unfamiliar with what I was talking about. I did admit that MY LOVE and I met to have a good time, not while looking for love, but I wasn’t graphic and I didn’t over share. The main point I wanted to get across to her was that it could take half a lifetime before she ever met the "one truly meant for her", and that sometimes life had to be as rough as going to prison and losing everything you have before it ever got better. Those were my fatherly words of wisdom.
When we finished eating it was time to drive to downtown Reno and see a movie together. Now you all know how unlucky I am when it comes to this, so I admit I was a bit nervous when we arrived. Thankfully it was an early showing, in the middle of the week, and we practically had the theater to ourselves. The movie we saw was mediocre at best, and it was basically a way to blow a couple hours until our next activity, which was bowling. I was very happy to learn that my daughter likes to bowl since MY LOVE pretty much won’t do it with me anymore. We had to wander through a casino to find the place, but eventually Mia and I rented our shoes, found a ball and began playing. I think this is where we had the most fun, and not just because we’d been around each other for a little while by then. She was an enthusiastic player who seemed to really be enjoying herself, and I always love participating in this activity. During our final game she was in the lead eight out of the ten frames. I think it bummed her out a little that she didn’t beat me that last game, but I had to show her a bit of “tough love”. It hurt her more than it hurt me.
By this time, Mia’s mother expected us back to enjoy a "get reacquainted" dinner together. I would get to meet her new husband, and Mia’s current boyfriend. I say “current” because like any typical teenager she has had a few lately. If I felt like I was playing the role of dad before it really hit home then. How the hell was I supposed to act around her boyfriend? Should I sternly tell him he “better not break my daughters heart or I’ll have to kill” him? Should I treat him just like another “guy” – which is exactly what he was? During a private moment late in the evening Mia asked if, from what little I’d seen, it looked like her boyfriend liked her. All I could suggest was that this boy was not the “love of her life” so she should feel free to relax and enjoy their time together, and not worry too much about it. She doesn’t take rejection too badly, but I know it still hurts, and there was no way to really tell her that it is almost certainly going to happen sooner or later. The boy, on this night, was a bit more interested in scoring drugs than spending time with my daughter so I really didn’t know what to say to that. I just implored her to relax and enjoy their evening together, and not complicate it if possible. She has plenty of time to do that in the future when it might really matter.
Dinner was dinner. We made small talk and her mother and I did a bit of reminiscing. I asked the boyfriend questions out of pure curiosity and not any real desire to get to know him. It was clear Mia wanted to spend some time with him, but she was also torn with saying goodbye to me. We hung out for a little while longer and then they were going off to do whatever they do together while I headed back to the hotel to nap before my long drive to Vegas. As I drove away I felt euphoric, and that lasted almost all the way back to my room. Then the sadness began to creep in. It is going to be difficult getting to know this young lady over the phone but that’s all we can afford to do right now. Suddenly I feel responsible for setting a good example, and at least exerting an effort to be a part of my daughter’s life. Before, I had pretty much vowed to forget her, and regret and guilt over this kind of set in. I needed to feel this though. Needed the confusion to stand as a reminder so that I don’t make the same mistakes twice.
Two days later it was Mia’s birthday. I called and spoke with her briefly, but she was busy getting ready to do stuff with her friends. Perhaps her mother will drive her to Portland for a brief visit before the year is up, but it’s more likely that I’ll have to save some money so that we can have her fly here. She doesn’t like the plane but a bus trip would probably take days! No matter what happens, I hope to see her again soon so we can maybe pick up where we left off. I want to be an important part of my daughter’s life, and be able to show her the affection I would anyone I care about. The stuff she should have been getting all these years.
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I don’t know if it was the day after the Venus DeMila shoot or not, but I can say with great confidence that MY LOVE eventually went to shoot for Naughty America - www.NaughtyAmerica.com - while we were in Los Angeles. This was something that took up an entire day, when you include travel time, so that’s pretty much all that occurred. Maybe we went out to eat that night, I don’t exactly remember. I do recall the dark, depressing “condo” we were staying in was really starting to get to me. You didn’t want to go out because it was so damn hot that it made you uncomfortable but you didn’t want to stay in because you were stuck in a dirty, smelly dungeon complete with the sounds of thumping and screeching coming at regular intervals from above. It was a bad day for me.
I remember we had a couple days off too, but all we really did was go shopping at thrift stores. It was really too hot to do anything outside, and MY LOVE being a fair-skinned maiden did not do well with the constant sun exposure. There had been a plan to drive to the coast but we were told it was just a rockier version of the Oregon coast and that the road there was two hours of twists and turns. Personally, I hate navigating a route like this, especially when the payoff isn’t going to be all that worth it. So shop and goof off we did. There had also been plans to begin filming a series of piss videos but that also didn’t happen. We were just content to be lazy and squander the time.
Our second to last day in Los Angeles we participated in a photo shoot for a calendar. The folks at Bordello of Decadence also make some high-quality bondage furniture, and implements, and we were part of a massive gathering of sexy people who were going to pose for a photographer named Gregg Welker. What he captured would either wind up on the calendar, or as promotional shots for it. Either way, it was a pleasure and honor to be involved, and you’ll get a separate post about that experience – along with some corresponding photos – soon enough. We had set aside a few hours for this but it took up our entire day. None of this time was wasted, as we made a few new friends and wound up with some amazing shots for our own personal use. It was probably the most interesting photo shoot to be trapped in, but more on that later…
The next day I dropped MY LOVE off early at the airport and began driving to Reno to see my daughter. That post is coming next…
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