Justa Redux. Still nothing to see, is a redux ever better than the original

So why are you reading this thread

  • I didn't know what I was opening, and now I am backing away slowly, never to return

    Votes: 1 0.5%
  • I lurk, she is one crazy ass bitch, but she still turns me on/makes me cum

    Votes: 19 10.2%
  • I participate, she is one crazy ass bitch, but she still turns me on/makes me cum

    Votes: 7 3.8%
  • I lurk, she is fucking hilarious, and also turns me on/makes me cum

    Votes: 104 55.9%
  • I participate, she is fucking hilarious, and also turns me on/makes me cum

    Votes: 39 21.0%
  • Not turned on, but come because that bitch is fucking hilarious

    Votes: 4 2.2%
  • Shut up with the poll, I am busy with my pole.

    Votes: 12 6.5%

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    186
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I read this and the wind JUST picked up!



And sweet dupa!!

well it was the best blizzard ever. I highly recommend it at least once in a lifetime

Great part two to the week. You make wish I could spend a weekend with you... though you may bore of me, so maybe at least a full 24 hours together. Just so I can enjoy your amazing body for as long as possible. :eek::eek:

haha. well I am much more tame now.

You look like you could use a good spanking!
yes yes i could.
 
I went to the market after I came home at noon: took my ball and went home (most everyone else did as well). There was NO BEER!!

um, that is like one of the most important emergency supplies, blizzard, hurricane, whatever. but especially winter weather, i mean even without power, it will be cold.
 
um, that is like one of the most important emergency supplies, blizzard, hurricane, whatever. but especially winter weather, i mean even without power, it will be cold.

We're experienced Nor'ester survivors here. There was bread, milk, lunch meat, and junk food. Just no beer, bagels, or cook-yourself pizzas.

I'm guessing the college students panicked LOL
 
Justa, Justa, Justa... So glad to see you back, so happy to see your fantastic arse, revealed by a sexy knicker drop. Just perfect for rubbing those cheeks and running a hand down that crack to grab and finger your pussy from behind. I could go on, but as always something has come up...
Pleased to enjoy your text and pics, sorry I missed the poll
 
We're experienced Nor'ester survivors here. There was bread, milk, lunch meat, and junk food. Just no beer, bagels, or cook-yourself pizzas.

I'm guessing the college students panicked LOL

no beer, that is just scary

Justa, Justa, Justa... So glad to see you back, so happy to see your fantastic arse, revealed by a sexy knicker drop. Just perfect for rubbing those cheeks and running a hand down that crack to grab and finger your pussy from behind. I could go on, but as always something has come up...
Pleased to enjoy your text and pics, sorry I missed the poll

well hello, I haven't seen you in a while. yes, I am back, refreshed from buying out all stores for the holidays.

and thank you
 
Thank you for sharing that sexy encounter here, I take it that this was some time ago, but those naughty times do stick in the memory.
 
Thank you for sharing that sexy encounter here, I take it that this was some time ago, but those naughty times do stick in the memory.

yes, I have not been in a blizzard in a long time. well i did get snowed in at a work event in Atlanta in idk 2010 I think for like less than 1 inch, I did wind up with a coworker from another city in my hotel room. That ended up a little more awkward as while we never worked together then and again different cities, of course like 2 years later we end up on the same projects and shit so a lot of video conferences etc. It was never spoken of, but again awkward when the plan was what happens in Atlanta, stays in Atlanta.

he actually does still work for the company, a different city now, but my team is also a little different now, and we are back to never any overlap.

properly prepared.
And none of the bottles are empty.

Well maybe he will change that
 
ok, so back to my most memorable blizzard.

Ok so the party has really gotten started now. I am dancing all togaless, Nine inch Nails is playing, there is extreme alcohol consumption we are all flying pretty high, at that “king of the world, going to live for ever state, we are young, carefree, no responsibilities” state.

A couple lap dances here, body shots there, etc etc etc. I am kind of a flirty drinker. Ok fine…I am a slutty drinker. And, I don’t know, I feel all shy continuing to share this story now as it casts me in such a slutty light. Don’t regret the week for a moment though. Well, fuck it, internet pervs, judge away.

I can’t even really assign a full time line as the devolution continued. Night or day, exactly what day, we sleep, we shower, we eat, we drink, and drink, we smoke, etc, and just keep restarting the party. I can’t say whose bed I was sleeping in at which moment, whomever I wanted to and was up for it really, and as the week continues, no one is even bothering to get dressed anymore. It continued to get more social and less private.

Wow, it really is more awkward sharing the details of this story than I thought it would be.

Anyway, examples of where it had gotten to are like James screwing me bent over the dining room table while Dean was watching, and making and eating a sandwich. I am riding Dean on the couch after a little dance show while James is sitting on the couch, watching us or the movie in the background or both. Dean on his knees providing a really awesome session of oral and finger fucking, while I am sitting on the couch, giving James a hand job while James is playing with my tits.

That gives you a fair idea.

And brings us to Friday. But also brings me to the end of my work day, so I will finish the remaining time tomorrow.
 
haha. well I am much more tame now.

I know you are. I know these stories are from the past, but you have no idea how much I would love to spend a naughty weekend with you... or as I stated above... even 24 hours to just let our inhibitions go. You are a very sexy and extremely desirable woman. You definitely have me completely enthralled.
:kiss::rose:
 
So the blizzard, where was I.

ok, no one is going anywhere, everything will be closed, the city is closed. The house is well stocked with booze and other necessities so was not bad. Dean is always prepared and has probably not spent a minute sober in years, so all good there. I have a tooth brush, and just the outfit I wore over, but eh, I can steal their t-shirts.

James and I talk over coffee. He is actually less pissed than the night before. I don’t know maybe he got off on hearing me screaming and moaning half the night, maybe he just learned to accept the truth I had always said of not wanting a committed relationship, just wanting to enjoy my life. Anyway, we smooth things over, I make some brunch, ok lunch really by that time. Dean wakes up, we all laugh and talk together. Watch a movie together. Switch to music. Start drinking, Dean of course rolls up a joint, puts a tray on the table. James side eyes a little, again straight laced, but accepts it. We have a fun time just hanging out. I spend that night in James’ bed.

Yeah yeah, screwing one guy one night, a different the next, what a whore, women shouldn't behave like that yada yada whatever. You may also be wondering which I prefer. Ok I mentioned Dean, god he could spend an hour with his face and hands between your legs, to the point where not only do you have no idea what is going on outside, but you have no idea what your own fucking name is. But he didn’t have something that James did. Dean was a very easy go lucky guy, made me the center of his attention in bed, but he wasn’t the type to be forceful, powerful, be in control. I was in control with him. He was never the throw you down on the bed type, pull your hair type. You know the type. James was much more an alpha type, and very much like that in the bed room. Both types are great.

A big reason why I hate commitment, I very much like both. Sometimes I want to be in control, sometimes I want some equal partnership, sometimes I like it rough and want to be thrown down, I want my hair pulled. It is one of the big reasons that I really struggle with monogamy. It seems like most people don’t switch gears like that, thus two different men were generally a roll I fell in. One a more submissive man and one a more dominant man.

So yes I spent that night enjoying a rough hard fucking. Actually, very rough, even more so than most nights with him. If you asked me which man I cum more often with, that would be Dean, but there is something intoxicating, a rush, with be the subject of power. As I write this a feel a rush. As I wrote about Dean, I feel well dang I’d like to spend hours doing that again, but it isn’t the same rush.

Anyway, wake up the next day, I shower (and ok after every shower I do at least a little makeup, I feel more naked without eyeliner than without clothes lol) I grab one of James t-shirts, as well, don’t want day three in the same outfit. Again, throw together some food. We see what is on TV. We start drinking. Dean passes a joint, and surprise surprise, James actually joins in. We decide to have a toga party, so we are all wearing sheets. Yeah, cheesy I know, but come on, we haven’t been outside in over 2 days now. I end up handcuffed to prove I can easily switch cuffs from behind my back to in front, which I did.... Of course. well I did have to ditch the toga, though it sure seemed hysterical watching me continue to get caught in the sheet. And they wouldn’t give me the key for a while, but hands up front so not all bad. The party continues. And another surprise is James joins Dean and I with the table party favors. Again, that is a first from Mr Straight Laced. I guess though as time continues to pass living outside of the real world, free of responsibilities, no where you can go, maybe you indulge in ways you wouldn’t normally in the real world. I mean snow was just stopping, life still wouldn’t be dug out for days.

And yeah break time for me. Hope to cover at least the following day or two soon.

And you said you can’t tell an interesting story
 
ok, so back to my most memorable blizzard.

Ok so the party has really gotten started now. I am dancing all togaless, Nine inch Nails is playing, there is extreme alcohol consumption we are all flying pretty high, at that “king of the world, going to live for ever state, we are young, carefree, no responsibilities” state.

A couple lap dances here, body shots there, etc etc etc. I am kind of a flirty drinker. Ok fine…I am a slutty drinker. And, I don’t know, I feel all shy continuing to share this story now as it casts me in such a slutty light. Don’t regret the week for a moment though. Well, fuck it, internet pervs, judge away.

I can’t even really assign a full time line as the devolution continued. Night or day, exactly what day, we sleep, we shower, we eat, we drink, and drink, we smoke, etc, and just keep restarting the party. I can’t say whose bed I was sleeping in at which moment, whomever I wanted to and was up for it really, and as the week continues, no one is even bothering to get dressed anymore. It continued to get more social and less private.

Wow, it really is more awkward sharing the details of this story than I thought it would be.

Anyway, examples of where it had gotten to are like James screwing me bent over the dining room table while Dean was watching, and making and eating a sandwich. I am riding Dean on the couch after a little dance show while James is sitting on the couch, watching us or the movie in the background or both. Dean on his knees providing a really awesome session of oral and finger fucking, while I am sitting on the couch, giving James a hand job while James is playing with my tits.

That gives you a fair idea.

And brings us to Friday. But also brings me to the end of my work day, so I will finish the remaining time tomorrow.

Wow. Fucking hot! Did he at least make you a sandwich as it sounds like you were busy at all times.
 
You have a incredibly sexy ass it would look even sexier if it were on my lap.

Well if it were on your lap, how would you be looking at it.

I know you are. I know these stories are from the past, but you have no idea how much I would love to spend a naughty weekend with you... or as I stated above... even 24 hours to just let our inhibitions go. You are a very sexy and extremely desirable woman. You definitely have me completely enthralled.
:kiss::rose:

Well thanks it has been a very very long time since I have been able to spend 24 hours just devoted to sex and relaxation. It would be so nice.

And you said you can’t tell an interesting story

No, I said I couldn't tell an erotic and I continue to stand by that

Wow. Fucking hot! Did he at least make you a sandwich as it sounds like you were busy at all times.

Haha, yeah at some point lol. Actually I even got him using the stove, being all fancy and making me a grilled cheese sandwich lol.
 
It's all about the grilled cheese!

I like the blizzard story. :)

I will share one of mine back from days when I was an Evil Minion of the Oppressive Powers (lol a deputy sheriff).

I am working the night shift and it's a raging blizzard, wind chill well below zero. I pull into a small town in my district and drive the streets. All is quiet, everyone is tucked in safe and warm and suddenly on the road ahead of me I see a figure jogging toward me. Really, just a dark shadow in the blowing snow. I am barely creeping along because of the icy roads and the figure gets closer and closer and then passes by the left side of the car, illuminated and clear for a few flashing seconds.

It's a man. Stark naked. Running down the road in a blizzard.

Well, I think, that's a bit unusual, so I get the car turned around and slowly catch up with him. I punch full rock and roll on my disco lights and pull up next to him. He peers in the window so I unlock the door and motion him inside the car. (LOL - I am not that dedicated a public servant, fuck if I'm getting out of the car unless i have too - and I am pretty sure totally naked in a blizzard guy is unarmed.)

He jumps in the car, beet red and shivering from head to toe. I kick the heat up for him and ask him "what's up". If you imagine his teeth chattering you'd be spot on.

"Nothing. Just going home."

"You're out late."

"Just left the girlfriends house."

"Naked?"

"Yep. Through the window."

"Why."

"Girlfriends dad. Shotgun."

"Okay. Makes sense. Cuff yourself to the dash there."

"Okay."

I turn the car back around and drive back in the direction he was running from.

Another figure materializes in the darkness. Same scenario. The girlfriend. Stark naked. She jumps in the back without me even asking.

I drive another hundred feet or so and a third figure materializes.

Dad. With the shotgun. Fully dressed like an Eskimo.

I blind him with the take down lights on the car (the bright white lights used for approaching stopped cars) and get out and have him put the shotgun down. He does. I handcuff him and put him the back of the squad car with his daughter and get the spare blankets out of the trunk and get everyone covered.

Boyfriend to his house. Girlfriend back to her house. Dad to the substation (I didn't arrest him, just kept him with me the rest of the night until he had calmed down. No one wanted to press any charges.)
 
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It's all about the grilled cheese!

I like the blizzard story. :)

I will share one of mine back from days when I was an Evil Minion of the Oppressive Powers (lol a deputy sheriff).

I am working the night shift and it's a raging blizzard, wind chill well below zero. I pull into a small town in my district and drive the streets. All is quiet, everyone is tucked in safe and warm and suddenly on the road ahead of me I see a figure jogging toward me. Really, just a dark shadow in the blowing snow. I am barely creeping along because of the icy roads and the figure gets closer and closer and then passes by the left side of the car, illuminated and clear for a few flashing seconds.

It's a man. Stark naked. Running down the road in a blizzard.

Well, I think, that's a bit unusual, so I get the car turned around and slowly catch up with him. I punch full rock and roll on my disco lights and pull up next to him. He peers in the window so I unlock the door and motion him inside the car. (LOL - I am not that dedicated a public servant, fuck if I'm getting out of the car unless i have too - and I am pretty sure totally naked in a blizzard guy is unarmed.)

He jumps in the car, beet red and shivering from head to toe. I kick the heat up for him and ask him "what's up". If you imagine his teeth chattering you'd be spot on.

"Nothing. Just going home."

"You're out late."

"Just left the girlfriends house."

"Naked?"

"Yep. Through the window."

"Why."

"Girlfriends dad. Shotgun."

"Okay. Makes sense. Cuff yourself to the dash there."

"Okay."

I turn the car back around and drive back in the direction he was running from.

Another figure materializes in the darkness. Same scenario. The girlfriend. Stark naked. She jumps in the back without me even asking.

I drive another hundred feet or so and a third figure materializes.

Dad. With the shotgun. Fully dressed like an Eskimo.

I blind him with the take down lights on the car (the bright white lights used for approaching stopped cars) and get out and have him put the shotgun down. He does. I handcuff him and put him the back of the squad car with his daughter and get the spare blankets out of the trunk and get everyone covered.

Boyfriend to his house. Girlfriend back to her house. Dad to the substation (I didn't arrest him, just kept him with me the rest of the night until he had calmed down. No one wanted to press any charges.)

Haha, yeah that is funnier than the time I ended up walking naked in a snow storm.

But the important question is, do you still have the police issue handcuffs (Yeah yeah, I'm sure all the women ask that)
 
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