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I can not IM tonight
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Posted:Jan 3, 2019 9:20 pm
Last Updated:May 23, 2024 6:54 am
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I do not know why! Thanks for the people who contacted me. I not ignoring you, Senior Sizzle system just not allowing me to
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Sex with the Teacher
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Posted:Dec 28, 2018 9:40 pm
Last Updated:Apr 4, 2019 12:43 pm
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I recently responded to a blog asking when was the first time I penetrated a pussy. Here is my response. I love the flirts, but remember, because I a standard member, I most likely will not be able to respond thru Senior Sizzle unless you share your contact information. Ladies -  Yes, I ALWAYS interested. 
I was in the 6th grade, so I was 11.
She was one of my teachers. She caught me looking up her skirt while she was climbing the stairs and made me stay after school. She made me sit across from her and write 500 times, "I will not look up Mrs Anderson's skirt while she walks up the stairs." I never finished.
Mrs. Anderson was sitting in front of me grading papers while I wrote. My dick was hard as hell. I pulled it out and put my composition book in front of my lap, but she knew what I was doing. She looked me in my eyes, then down at my com reeposition book and said, I have 1 more paper to grade. When I finish I want you to come over here and take out the trash.
I zipped up so quickly I caught myself in the zipper and yelped. Tears were flowing down my cheeks and she asked what was wrong. I told her. She told me to go to the back of the room. I walked tip toe to the back, while she got up and locked her door. Mrs. Anderson knelt in front of me, put her face so close to my dick that I could feel her breath and smell onions from the sandwich she was eating.
She loosened my belt, then my pants. My dick was still hard. She looked up at me and told me it was going to hurt and ordered me to close my eyes. The next thing I knew she slipped my dick into her mouth and started sucking. I was shocked and my dick throbbed, which actually broke it loose from the zipper. Maybe it did hurt, but if so, I didn't feel it. She let my dick fall from her mouth and told me to kneel in front of her. When I did, she put her leg on my shoulder and told me to get a good look, She was wearing pink panties, similar to bikinis. I had been looking up her dresses for months, but never this close. I could smell her pussy. It was dizzying and made me lightheaded. The crotch of her panties were wet. She rested herself on my face and made a sound. Dropping her leg she told me to take off her panties. I obeyed. She pulled out a chair and told me to sit down, then she slowly slid down on my hard dick with her back facing me. It felt could and I told myself not only was I getting pussy, but I was getting it from a white woman. Actually, I told myself I was fucking the shit out of Mrs. Anderson. We could both see the clock and I knew my bus would be there around 4 pm. With every thrust, I could hear an intake of her breath. 5 minutes passed and she was still bouncing. 7 minutes and she was still bouncing. I was getting nervous. I did not want to miss my bus and have to walk home.I gripped the chair, because with each bounce she was leaving about 4 or 5 inches of my dick uncovered and I tried to help her out by thrusting all of me inside her. When I did, she cursed and her hands slipped off my thighs and she was fully impaled on me. Just then her thighs and her stomach started shaking and I felt warm fluid wash all over me. I thought she was peeing, but I was to scared to move. She slumped back against my chest and I was unsure of what to do. I asked her, Mrs. Anderson are you all right? Mrs. Anderson are you all right mam. She just laid on me for several minutes. I knew I had missed my bus.
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What does this mean to you?
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Posted:Dec 17, 2018 11:35 am
Last Updated:May 23, 2024 6:54 am
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The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to its utmost, to reach out eagerly an without fear for a newer and richer experience -
Eleanor Roosevelt..........
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Lemon POUND Cake and Rich Dark Coffee
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Posted:Dec 17, 2018 10:20 am
Last Updated:Mar 18, 2019 2:19 pm
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I still remember the day I met you. It is amazing really. It is raining so hard and has been doing so for hours. The temperature dropped so it is a cold and dreary day. I decide to stop in at Starbucks. I have a taste for their lemon pound cake. When I arrive, the line is long. I guess there are a lot of people who want a great cup of coffee and a confectionary. The cashier looks like she should be in high school, but she tells me she is actually a college senior. I have never intentionally slept with anyone under 21 years of age, since I turned 25. There have been a couple of ladies that were, but I was the pursued not the pursuer. There were 4 slices of the lemon pound cake left and I took all 4 along with a couple bags of coffee. Just as I was about to pay, I heard a voice behind me laugh and say,” I’ve been thinking about a slice of Lemon pound cake all day, and you just had the good taste to buy the last off it” I turned around to see the smiling face of a mature pretty blond with laugh lines around her eyes. I apologized and offered her a slice of it, which she quickly accepted.
As I paid for purchase, she offered. “Listen, I don’t do this often, but I am not usually in someone’s debt for a piece of lemon pound cake. I see you are not wearing a wedding ring, so if you don’t think your girlfriend will mind, why don’t you let me make you a great cup of coffee to go with your cake.” I laughed. “That’s very generous of you, but it’s ok” “ No, please, I insist”, she said. “Unless of course you don’t drink coffee with white women that you share your pound with.” “Well, when you put it like that, how can I refuse?”, I said. I followed her to her home, a large colonial, and went inside. I was surprised that she lived alone in such a large home. “My husband is originally from Minnesota. He has the . I’m going to be joining them in the spring at the end of my contract,” she said. “So how do you cope?” I asked. Laughing she replied, “Well usually, I just call them on the phone or fly out for a long weekend. Picking up black guys in Starbucks is new to me.” I laughed too. “Moving up in the world, huh?” I replied. “Soooo, just so I’m clear. You really didn’t invite me back here for some rich black coffee, to go with my lemon pound cake?”, I asked. “Yes, I did.” She replied, “ But I am hoping that’s going to be after I fuck the hell out of you. I am horny as hell, and I been wanting to fuck a black man for a while.”
I wasn’t expecting that, nor the fact that she was now looking at either my zipper or my hardening dick, breaking thru my boxers and sliding down my thigh. I took a step back and admitted that I didn’t have any condoms with me. She stopped for a minute and said “No Problem”, then she went into her purse and handed me an envelope. “Open it”, she said. When I did I told her, “You are NOT pregnant.” She turned red and snatched the envelope away. “Wrong one”, she said and handed me another one. This one was a panel with results from her recent STD test. She was clean and I told her that. She stepped to me. “Please” was all she said, then began undressing me. She knelt in front of me and slid my slacks down. My dick was hard and the head glistening. She stopped and licked her lips. “I had heard”, she said,” but I wasn’t expecting all of that. Damn, your hard and I haven’t even sucked your dick yet.” “Is that what you want to happen now?”, I asked. “I don’t know”, she replied. I actually don’t know what I want to happen next.”
I grabbed her wrist and pushed her to her knees. “Pull my boxers down” I ordered. When she did, My dick sprang free and slapped her in the face. I stepped closer and let my dick throb against her face. She opened and wet her lips. She reached behind me and squeezed my hips, slowly slipping the shining head of my dick between her lips. Her moans made my dick harder. I twisted my fingers through her long blond hair. I love the way she looked up at me, her eyes smoky with desire. Patiently I waited for her to take more and more of my dick. 3 inches, 3 more inches. She is sucking my dick so good. Her moans make my balls stir. She whimpers a little and slides another 3 inches of my hard black dick down her throat. She coughs and begins to gag. I am hoping she will be able to deep throat all of me. I have never had a woman take all of my dick into her mouth.
She told me that I, a black man, am her fantasy. That really made me feel good. I really want to make this special for her. “Suck my dick” I say to her. “ I want to feel my balls hitting you in the face. Suck my dick like it’s the best thing you have ever tasted.” As I begin to rock against her mouth, I brush the locks away from her forehead. I stop. Her eyes are stretched. She has moved her hands from my ass. Now her hands are on the front of my thighs, struggling as she tries to mitigate how much dick is actually going down her throat. I smile, then notice, her face is turning beet red and her cheeks are moist with tears. I stop and just let my dick throb in her mouth. She only had about 9 inches of dick in her mouth at any one time, still, I will not go deeper. I will just enjoy what she is giving, as she whimpers with a part of my dick in her mouth. I wanted her mouth pressed against my belly, but it is not to happen.
She is still gagging, but I am no longer forcing dick down her throat. Her body shudders as she tilts her head up to look at me. She is radiant now. No longer struggling to take more dick than she can handle, I just bask in her adoration, as she moans. ”Oh yes” she says. “Such good cock”. “No baby, this isn’t cock. Your enjoying hard thick black dick – and don’t you ever forget it.” As I slid more and more of my dick between her lips. Listening to her gag, I kept sliding dick into her. She couldn’t take more than nine inches, but I wanted her to be mindful. I stopped pushing and pulled back. “Please” she said again. “Please, I can’t take all your dick.” “Yet,” I replied. “You can’t take all my dick yet. But with time and practice, you will.” She reached up and pinched the nipples on my chest.
I slipped my hard dick from between her lips and pulled her to her feet. Her knees buckled a little and I held her against my chest. Looking into my eyes, she whispered, “ I have been married for 18 years and waited until I have less than 6 months remaining on this contract and am about to return home, to cheat, for the very first time. I am such a ”. I looked at her for a moment and burst out laughing. She buried her head in my chest and asked, “Why are you laughing?” I tilted her head to look up into my eyes. I put my lips upon hers and hold her tight. “You are not a ”, I said as my hands caressed her. “I think you love your family, both your husband and your .” “I think you have waited a long time to discover certain things about yourself.” This time I slip my tongue between her lips. “I am about to undress you and help you discover some of those things” . I bent my head and sucked her tongue into my mouth. “Before your 6 months is up, daddy is going to make sure you will always know that your mine. She looked down at my dick still throbbing, and smiled. “Yes daddy.”
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A Little Humor never hurt anyone
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Posted:Nov 27, 2018 8:23 pm
Last Updated:Dec 10, 2018 10:11 am
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Today is Giving Tuesday. While volunteering today, a lady called to make a . She shared several jokes with me while on the phone. Tell me if you think any of them are funny:
1 - What does a dick and a Rubik's Cube have in common?
A - The more you play with them, the harder they get.
2 - 6.9
A - Another good thing screwed up by a period.
3 - What's the difference between a wife and a job?
A - After 5 your job will still suck.
4 - What do titties and toys have in common?
A - originally made for , but daddies end up playing with them.
5 - What do the mafia and pussies have in common?
A- One slip of the tongue and your in deep shit.
So tell me, do you think any of her jokes were funny?
Do you think I laughed when she told them to me?
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RACISM on Senior Sizzle
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Posted:Nov 26, 2018 8:36 pm
Last Updated:Jan 15, 2019 12:06 pm
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I a black man, and I extremely proud of that fact.
I a straight black man, and I extremely proud of that fact.
I a straight black man with 2 Master's degrees. My parents are very proud of that. I proud that I pleased them.
I a college educated straight black man who is also a decorated combat veteran, I extremely proud of that fact.
I a college educated straight black decorated combat veteran that has twice been wounded in service to my country.
I a college educated straight black decorated combat veteran twice wounded in service to my country, that has no baby mamas.
DOES RACISM EXIST ON Senior Sizzle?
Of course!
Racism exist everywhere.
Honestly, I feel much better when a profile tells me she has no interest in me because of my race. It saves time. Kipling speaks to the "unforgiving minute", as it were. It allows me not to waste time. It allows me not to bother someone that has absolutely no interest in me, for reasons I can not change. I love when a profile says, do not contact me if you are black. Their proclivities are their own. I think everyone who feels that way should be forthright and list it upfront in their profile. There are women that appreciate blackness. Not every woman can handle the rich hearty flavors of a straight black man.
Profilers should not be ashamed of their preferences. Their honesty is refreshing.
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Sharing Another Laugh or Two
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Posted:Sep 10, 2018 12:07 pm
Last Updated:Dec 10, 2018 9:44 am
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Well - There is QUIET Sex
Tired of a listless sex life, the man came right out and asked his wife during a recent sex session,
"Dammit, as hard as I work to make you cum , How come you never tell me when you have an orgasm?"
She glanced at her husband intently and as sincerely as she could told him, "baby, I would tell you" she casually replied, " I would tell you every time, it's just that when I do CUM You Are Never With ME......."
AND THEN THERE IS LOUD SEX
A wife went in to see a therapist and said, "I've got a big problem, doctor. Every time we're in bed and my husband climaxes, he lets out this ear splitting yell."
"My dear," the therapist said, "that's completely natural. I don't see what the problem is."
The wife replied, "The problem is," she complained, "It wakes me up!"
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Let's Share Another Laugh Today (2)
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Posted:Sep 10, 2018 11:20 am
Last Updated:May 23, 2024 6:54 am
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Two men were talking..........
So, how's your sex life?"
"Oh, nothing special. I'm having Social Security sex."
What the hell is Social Security sex?"
"Yeah, you know: I get a little each month, but not enough to live on!"
So much to look forward to
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Let's Share a Laugh Today
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Posted:Sep 10, 2018 11:13 am
Last Updated:Sep 10, 2018 11:15 am
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Two middle age guys are wandering around Super Wal-Mart when their carts collide.
One says to the other: "Sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going. I am trying to find my wife."
The second guy says"Yeah, so am I, and I'm getting kinda pissed."
The first guy responds"Well, let's help each other out. What's your wife look like?"
The second guy says " Well she is 32, Very pretty, Kinda tall, long blonde hair, long legs, good boobs, tight butt, always horny....... so What's yours look like?"
The first guy responds" Damn, Never mind her. We need to find yours
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CLEVELAND!!!!! THIS ONE'S FOR YOU!
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Posted:Jun 8, 2018 12:35 pm
Last Updated:May 23, 2024 6:54 am
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What the FUCK????
Thanks LeBron –
WHAT THE FUCK???
It’s not his fault really, but damn I wish I’d been smarter. Who the fuck thinks that when a 79-year-old woman ask if you want a ticket to an NBA finals game, you shouldn’t say, “Hell yeah!” Well, here I am, and regretting and dreading the prospect of what I am to pay for that ticket. 70 fucking 9 years old.
I was flying in first class on my employer’s dime. She engaged me in conversation in the club cabin as we are waiting for authorization to begin boarding the plane. Truth be told, I am only here because the airlines made a mistake. I could never afford first class fare for this trip. My first mistake was walking over when she smiles at me. Truth be told, I thought she was in her early 50s. I was to learn later how wrong I was. She stood about 5’8 and 240 lbs. but her long hair once ruby red was more than tinted with grey. I did not expect a white woman to speak so intelligently about basketball or the NBA (That was obviously a mistake… perhaps built on racial or gender prejudice. I don’t know. I do know I will try not to make that mistake again.) I found myself drawn into conversation with her while admiring her legs and her large breasts. (It was crazy but it looked like her nipple was hard.) She smiled again and told me that while she was flattered, I really couldn’t handle her so I should stop staring and tell her my prediction for game 3 of the finals.
Who was staring? (Well maybe – just maybe I was, but meant no disrespect by it.) and who was trying to handle her? I was just shocked. I couldn’t believe that at her age her nipple was hard. (Yes, I fell for the “she drops her purse on the floor and everything spills out”. When I picked up her passport I was flabbergasted to see her age.)
I quickly gathered myself and told her there was no way Lebron was going to allow his team to get swept nor for the Cavs to go down 3-0, so I was taking LeBron and 3 and half. She looked at me for a moment, put her drink down and emitted a deep belly laugh that I never would have imagined could come from a woman. (Some of the other people turned – now what they were doing is called staring.) “” she told me, (yes, I took exception to the word “” although I didn’t say anything about it.) “You have lost your ever-loving mind. When the game ends LeBron is going to have a triple double, but the Cavs will be eliminated in the next game.” Here is where I put my foot in my mouth…. There is a reason for the saying, fools rush in where angels fear to tread. Now, I am no fool, but I should have been more cautious in my words. “No way”, I said, “Put up or shut up!”
She beckoned for another drink, while looking me straight in my eye then her gaze travelled slowly down my chest to my crotch, then back to my eyes. I felt a cold chill slide down my spine, but found my dick getting hard as well…. (“What the hell?”, I thought, “She can’t be serious. This woman is in the same generation as my grandmother.”) Her evaluation seemed to go on forever. Finally, she asked, “What can you afford to bet stranger? Most people would have introduced themselves by now. You’ve seen my passport, so you know my name, but I still don’t know yours. Here’s the deal. I’ve got 2 tickets to game 4 of the finals. I will consider giving you one of them because I think you could be fun to hang out with. Here’s the bet. If you accept the bet one of the tickets is yours: win or lose. If the Cavs win, you get the second ticket. If the Cavs lose by at least 4, I get you in my bed anytime I want until I check out of my hotel on Sunday.”
I didn’t know what to say. A ticket! To the finals! Are you kidding me? DAYUM, DAYUM, DAMN! (Thanks Florida of Good Times fame) I couldn’t take the bet. My return flight was scheduled for Saturday afternoon and I told her so. She laughed again. “Ok” she said, “Saturday noon…. And just to make it interesting, I will add an extra $10 for every $1.00 you put up. “I calculated quickly, I only had $20 in cash. “Can I go to the ATM?” I asked. “No, whatever the cash is you have right now. No more and no less” she replied and reached out her had for my wallet.
“I have $20”
“Show me”
After showing the money, she took it and tucked it in her bra. She replied, “$200 it is, and I’ll hold on to this until after the game. You won’t need it on the plane anyway. By the way, what hotel are you staying at?” I hesitated in answering. “Listen” she said. You have a great bet going right now. I like you. Don’t mess that up by not being honest.” I told her my hotel. “I tell you what” she replied “Call and cancel your reservation. You can stay with me free of charge” Stupid as it sounds, I cancelled my room even though I didn’t have the slightest idea where she or rather we were staying.
It was then our flight began boarding and in just a few hours my life would not be my own for more than 2 days…
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Just Because She was Horny
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Posted:Jul 20, 2017 7:04 pm
Last Updated:Nov 27, 2018 12:17 pm
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You have been asking for this ever since I came over after work. I’m going to give it to you! You woke me up this morning, smelling all good and freshly showered. I was like damn girl, it’s 5:00 in the morning. You were like, but daddy, I’m off today. I can sleep after you leave. I need some dick before you go – and that’s exactly what I gave you. Glancing at the clock on the way into the shower, it’s 6:45. The shower will have to be quick. Getting out the shower 10 minutes later, I smelled the coffee brewing and bacon. I smiled. You are lying on the covers snoring peacefully. You have such a magnificent looking ass. I am pleased. Walking in the kitchen I turned the bacon off and ate a couple strips from the pan, before grabbing some toast from the oven and making a bacon sandwich which I downed with a glass of orange juice. This is great! I walked back into the bedroom to dress. You have turned over to your back, you are nude and your legs are askew. Traffic on the highway is going to be treacherous on a Wednesday morning, but I will make time. My dick is already pounding against my thigh. I slide between your legs and let my hands glide up your body. “No baby, I need to recover.” I ignore your comments. You should have told me this before you got my dick hard. I pull you to me, so I am between your thighs, my hard dick pulsing against your pussy lips. I reach up to grab your breasts, your nipples are already reaching for me, and I feel your pussy juice beginning to cover the head of my dick. “No baby, please don’t” you say, then begin sliding down my hardness.
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