Mai's Blog
Subject: OMG!...I Seem to Have Misplaced my Panties...Again!!
Date: 2/15/08
I try not to make losing my underwear a habit, but what can I say--it was Valentine's Day yesterday, and me and my girlfriends were feeling hoooorny. We thought about just staying home and having one of our infamous girl-orgies, but we were all really craving some friggin' COCK! So we headed out to this little out of the way bar where a bunch of middle-aged guys are always hanging out. So, like, what, do we have a thing for middle-aged guys? Well...did I mention we were really, really horny? You see, young studs are cool and all--don't get me wrong, I love a set of taut, rock-hard abs as much as the next girl--but the thing is that on this particular night the Kittenz were definitely in the mood to be truly & thoroughly f-u-c-k-e-d, as in, with authority, confidence and, most importantly, longevity! Let's face it...cute with a capital "C" as many of them are, college boiz are still wet-behind-the-ears sprinters, and on this particular V-Day the girls and me were in the mood for some seasoned, long-distance runners.
So, anyhoo, we get to the bar, and sure enough there are a bunch of lonely older guys sitting around, talking with one another and having drinks. Of course, we'd gotten all dolled up in our little mini-skirts, skimpy low-rise jeans and midriff baring tops, and when we walked in there was major big time jaw-droppin' & eye-poppin' going down. SCORE! Of course we pretended not to notice the attention, but we saddled up to the bar a litter of very contented little Kittenz, knowing that--once again--we were definitely going to get what we wanted! We showed the bartender our I'd's, ordered some drinks, and we'd barely gotten our cocktails in our hands when we were approached by a tall, pretty well-muscled dude who looked like he'd probably been some kinda major sports stud in a former life...have to admit, he was pretty hot for an older guy, so I warmed up to him right away. He edged in between me and one of my girlfriends, sat down on the bar stool next to mine and started talking...I turned my bar stool toward him, got that little "please, please, please fuck the living daylights out of me" twinkle in my eye, and started "inadvertently" fidgeting with my hair in as flirtatious a way possible...hehe.
Well, luckily for us, at that moment, the only female in the place besides us grabbed her date by the arm and got him out of there (poor guy!) and I decided, "what the hell...let's do this right here!" So, as my former football star was working hard to keep the conversation going, I suggested that he invite his friends over to the bar (they were hanging back at a table, waiting to see how he did). As he was motioning them to come, I put my hand on his knee, to which he reciprocated immediately. His big, rough palm felt so nice and warm on my bare knee, and I told him so. "Of course, it might feel even nicer and warmer somewhere else" I said, batting my eyelashes as I rested my arm on the bar, leaned back a tiny bit, and spread my legs open just a little too much for a young woman in a mini-skirt ; )
Long story short, it wasn't long at all before my hunky mister man, his "shy" buddies, the rest of the guys at the bar, and even the bartender himself were all balls deep in us Kittenz! As we had hoped, we got our cute little mouths, pussies and butts fucked every which way to Sunday. I, of course, was the star of the show...just as things were starting to get hot 'n heavy, I announced to all the guys that if they should care to save up their spunk for me I'd be taking loads in the face from anyone and everyone just as soon as my hungry pussy had gotten her fill of stiff dick. Sure enough, at the end of the affair, I got down on my knees, and every last man in the house emptied his balls all over my face, hair, and titties. My sexy jock saved the best for last--he turned me around, put me on all fours, and had two of his pals (one on each side) spread my ass cheeks apart as he blew what felt like gallons of warm, gooey splooge all over my tight little button of an asshole...making it truly a Valentines Day to remember!!!
The downside? As I was gathering up my things from around the bar, I couldn't find my underwear anywhere! Somehow, despite all of my sluttery, it still feels really embarrassing to me that some random middle-aged guy out there is in possession of--and undoubtedly doing all sorts of disgustingly dirty things with--a pair of my panties. Then again, this was by no means the first time I'd lost track of them, and I highly, highly doubt it will be the last ; )
Ttyl,
Mai
