Justice showed up in a taxi. I received a call from her stating she was outside and wanted me to pay for a cab. She was $3 short and I could hear her arguing with the driver over not listening to her directions and driving beyond the agreed price. I went downstairs, gave him a 20, got back 10. She kept her money.  I had no desire to do a date. I was jacking it late night to VR porn. She wanted $90! I was gonna fuck her regardless. After some considerable effort,  and a lot of patience on her part, I blew a load inside her. She’s been doing dates on the side so I don’t care whether I see her or not. It must not be paying well because she keeps coming back to me. While she was there, the cousin called. The cousin was very pissed off. She’s looking to do a date with me too. I ignore the five or six other girls calling me. I don’t concern myself with them. A normal girl would have nothing to do with me, these girls know that I pay the money. My problem with them is that they...

 She forgot her phone. And her birth certificate. I took Justice to the RMV. We had an appointment. We planned to go. I showed up at her friend's place to pick her up. she didn’t want to go. Her friend was supposed to get home with some D for her. (Dope) I got really pissed and she knew that if she didn’t go with me, she probably wouldn’t be talking to me for a month. So reluctantly she got into the car we tried her other friend, but they didn’t have any on them. I drove her to the registry anyway, the whole time there she was complaining she wanted to leave. Finally, I stood up and said let’s go I’ve had enough. She immediately changed her mind and said, "no, shit form, I'm next," All this after she was complaining she didn’t give a shit. it didn’t matter because anything she needed to do it so it was all the big waste of time. I think it was a mistake to bring her back to my place after, but we end up having angry sex. She needs to have her ID for two reasons: The f...

Same old modus operandi. She comes over, spends time getting high on the porch, sleeping all day, shooting up in the bathroom, then fucks me, then pretends that she wants to stay, but we both know that she’s going to be dropped off, and so I drop her off, head home, wonder what to watch, wonder what to eat.  The cousin has been calling again. Trying to get me to take her to the hospital. That scumbag boyfriend beat the shit out of her again. Her mother fended him off, but they were kicked out of their place as a result. I said...to her.............I told you so! Then hung up.

 The difference between teenager me and the person I am today is that I could not get laid ass a teenager. I wanted to  experience sex with a beautiful women with every fiber of my being. Wet dreams fueled each night by collected visions of staring at the panties barely hidden by the miniskirts popularly worn in school at the time. I learned that if one sits in the front row in class, simply looking back at the collection of students revealed an upskirt view of my classmates. I loved miniskirts. This made me want that most forbidden of treasures. Of course pussy was the reward at the end of every movie adventure film. The hero gets the girl after some great trial. Indiana Jones has to run from giant boulders and fight gangs of Nazis before he can get some. So girls remained a unachievable fantasy for me. Unlike the fuck happy kids of today, I didn't get my first girl to spread her legs for me until I was the ripe age of Nineteen.  Now, I'm a glutton at a banquet. I look d...

 This blog is not an obligation. I’m not religious so this would be the equivalent of a confessional. Also, I don’t fuck like I used to after the cancer. I think the years of dealing with these horrible women have started to take it effect on me. A few days ago, I was with the redhead and it was lackluster, but we had a great time otherwise. Yesterday the blonde came over again. I need to start assigning these women names for you. The problem with the blonde is that she no longer wants to be on porn hub because she thinks her boyfriend is watching porn hub too much. I told her she should address that with him. I can’t put my finger on it, but I just don’t like sex with her. She’s stunning to look at, however, there’s something lacking with her. She just doesn’t turn me on. I had the 360° camera on, but it’s kind of embarrassing to watch. I’m just pushing rope when I was younger I could fuck a stump. Nowadays I want a girl that turns me on. I’m pretty sure what is lacking is the ant...

 I may be wrong about this. I flunked out of medical school for a reason. But I've been on this toilet shitting like aNASA rocket and contemplating without success the last few culinary nightmares I managed to swallow in the last day or so.  Maybe it was the stress of having to figure out how to pay taxes on earning over three thousand dollars on pornhub, which is not exactly something I want questioned by an accountant. I did keep half of the money for this reason, but I was wondering whether or not I should even pay it. I decided to err cautiously on paying taxes. I do not want to end up like Trump having to answer a lot of weather related questions before a judge. Maybe it was the brunette, who convinced me that letting her stay was simply not a good idea. After all, that night she spent the entire time on the porch smoking crack. she’s been bugging me for $30 all day long. I finally gave her the money. Maybe it was the Cousin, who told me she had an ultrasound to show me. ...

 I can’t see my own bullshit! But she could. The brunette came over after spending half the day saying that she’d get ready. Finally, I went and picked her up. Same thing happened as always I took her out for coffee at a fancy coffeeshop in town. Then we went back to my place where she went out on the porch, then into the bathroom, and then when she was finally ready... into the bedroom, I tried to take a decent video, but I don't have a film crew. It's called amateur for a reason.  The most devastating revelation to me was what she said afterwards. She wanted to stay, But that meant staying while I was at work. I’m just not ready to trust her in my house by herself. I have every reason not to trust her. She said she wouldn’t be able to get into her friends house early in the morning so I either drop her off tonight or I finally decide to let her stay. We both knew the answer. As much as I want her to stay here with me, I just don’t think that I could ever trust her to be here...

 although I have been getting used to fucking that new toy, it is not the same as jerking off in the sense that you don’t feel so fucking weird after. I have just made love to and inseminated 16 pounds of rubber. I am thankful that I did not buy the one that talks, because I don’t have anything to discuss with the pedantic silicon narcissist. there was never a sequel to cherry 2000, because no one wanted to learn that he dumped Melanie Griffith for the life like fuck doll.  The cousin called wanting to fuck again. I took another 360° video of me fucking her after eating her love muffin like a starving bear at a picnic. During our fornication, I unknowingly received a phone Text message from the brunette wanting to come over and talk things over. After checking the escort personals and seeing a fresh ad up of her, I told her I wanted nothing to do with it. she tried again to ask to come but by then I was engaged in other tasks in the house? she cares so little for me that she t...

 I got used to the love doll. I can already calculate the investment. Every time I use it, I stay away from another hooker and save a minimum of $60. It has already paid itself off. I'm fine with this, since I've been depressed over the brunette. I told her when we last spoke not to come over, she said she was. I told her I won't give her any money. "Whatever" was her reply, and I haven't seen or heard from her since. For sometime like her, that just uses people, I'm easy to cast off. The next John is in line waiting to give her more money than me anyway. For me, I feel like I'm trying to find away a dollar bill and even the beggars refuse my money. If I can't get a girl in her position to jump at the chance of a stable life, then I feel deeply flawed in some way that I can't see. How can I possibly get a regular girl to date me? Not even desperate drug addicts want me. Perhaps I'm kidding myself. Perhaps I'm looking at this with the wr...

 The fake ass love doll doesn’t work! It lacks one thing that a real woman has: desirability. Women give off pheromones, they have a nice smell to them, all your senses are alive when around them. Sight, hearing, touch...Go to a club or the beach and you’ll see what I mean. A fake ass is just that. A blob of plastic. This girl Sarah has been hitting me up for months. She drives me crazy. After jerking off and trying to use this toy all night while watching porn, nothing was working, and I said she has an excellent pussy. This will be my test. I went out there with a flaccid dick. I picked her up and she wanted a soda. So we went to the store. She got two drinks. The entire time, she's staying at her phone. We parked in a dark parking lot around the corner. She started sucking on it, and I’m still pushing rope. But once I managed climb over to the passenger seat to stick it in her pussy, a few strokes later, and we were happily on our way to fucksville. She agreed to 60 but then tol...

My sex toy came in from Amazon. I immediately took it home and fucked it. I honestly don’t know how I lived this long without it. I have had five girls hit me up today. One blew me off, another called me after midnight asking for money. They learned not to ask for too much, I usually oblige $20. anything more than that and you have to suck dick to get it. I recently said hi to this girl Sarah again. Big mistake. she is extremely aggressive and self-centered. One of those girls that promises the world, but gives you jack shit. Her one redeeming quality is her fantastic pussy even when she is bitching and staring at her phone I just love sticking my dick in that thing I ignored her she was calling a dozen times trying to get me to pick her up when I wasn’t even in town. Didn’t feel like dealing with that shit. The short girl with the big tits texted me again and wants to hook up blonde with a nice ass is texting me more. However, I went straight home and fell asleep. I actually tried fuc...

 Here's a bit of background on me. There's a lot to tell, so I'll be writing in small doses.  She sat down in the passenger seat, half turned to face me. She closed the car door. She had a sense of urgency, as of this talk she asked to have with me was not to be long. Out relationship has been rocky these past couple months. She's been distant.  "I don't think we should see each other anymore," she flatly stated in her sultry Brazilian accent. I will save you the play by play of the five stages of grief I experienced trying to dissuade yet another girlfriend not to leave me for another man. Sidibe it to say, she found another man to marry for a green card. Yet again, I felt used, when I thought my feelings for her were reciprocated. They were not. For a time, I tried to occupy myself with some semblance of a nightlife. I never drank or smoked pot, or did drugs of any kind. Despite the inherent social aspects of partaking in such activities, debating myself...

 That slut the brunette is out hooking again. You give that girl a choice to do the right thing or the wrong thing and she will always choose the wrong thing every time. I plan to stay away from her as long as she stays away from me. Who needs a narcissistic crack whore in their life? Despite the sex, I still sleep alone at night. So, rather than blow my money on her, I've decided to invest in a toy that will make these money grubbing whores obsolete.  The blonde called and texted some sob story that she was upset from fighting with the boyfriend. She said she needed ten dollars for a cab to come over. I ignored her. After a dozen more calls and texts, she finally left me alone. I distracted myself the rest of the night to keep my mind from wandering toward indulging an escapade with another whore and wasting even more money. If there's anything you can learn from me it's three things about sex. 1. It's easy to get laid. Women are plentiful and most will do anything for...

 Things are not different. I should have recorded her nonsense add she blathered on about, "I said is sorry, I won't say it again!" Then said it's my fault, then bitched how she's gonna have to go do dates and steal to get by because of me, and tried gaslighting me with more blame and bullshit. But I know all this. You see, it's not what people say. It's what people do! What's she doing? Blew me off to go do dumb shit, then comes over early in the morning to get money from me. She SAYS she doesn't need my money and she's not here to fuck me for it. The pictures below tell a different story. She took her pants off and  bent over in front of me until I agreed to bang her. Then a thought crossed my mind. We tolerate these degenerate scumbags because we like physical contact with them. Last night, I fucked that other girl, AND jerked off to VR porn, and STILL blew my load in this bitch. We treat people differently depending on wanting to stick out ...

"Please don't go to work I'm going to have you come pick me up I just didn't want you to see me throwing up because that's what I did all night long I was really sick I think it's wrong doing this dumb shit you don't even want to do I think I'm all done with all of it cuz honestly all it did was cause me to have a horrible night I'm so sorry be honest I'm still sick with a headache and throwing up so I'm taking that as a sign that I'm getting too old for all this shit and my body just can't it anymore" This is the text I received this morning. I'm definitely using this as my ticket to continue to fuck other girls. I just regret not breaking out the cameras when I fucked her. Not that it was terribly exciting, but she's always a good fuck. However, the last time I had that other girl over, I busted two loads in her. I send three loads on their way to the cervix of the cousin one night.  Deep down, I knew I could never tru...

 She got out of jail. I got a call from her lawyer to come pick her up. I blew off work to go get her. I found her in someone's car in the parking lot of the courthouse! A man and another girl. She got out when she saw me and got into my car. She had edibles, dope, and crack. At the courthouse! Took her to her friend who pimped her out for a place to stay. She was true to her words. About ten minutes. Went back to my place and fucked. Then took her shopping for clothes and candy. A couple errands too. Finally gave her $40 and dropped her back at her friend's house. She said she'd be an hour. I told her she wasn’t spending night in my bed than I am alone. The way I see it, if I spend my nights alone in bed then I don’t have a girlfriend. I am alone. so far she’s follow the same pattern as always. Do a date and then go do drugs. I did not expect anything different from her this time. Her tits are nice. It was a good fuck. To top everything off, I got a few texts from another ...

 The brunette is due to be released soon. Will she continue her stupid lifestyle, or will she actually try to get her shit together? I know I'm trying to make a housewife out of a whore. I know she is a wild animal that can't be caged or domesticated, but for at least a couple days, I know that she will fuck me until my balls look like raisins. If she stays and things work out? Yay, happily ever after. If not? That frees me to fuck other girls like the Cousin. And by now, you should know that sweet slut will be a hard pussy to give up.  Nighttime: the blonde came over and fucked me. Same trouble again. The only way I could get off is with her silence and a lot of fantasizing about hanging the cousin's friends while she was at the store. It was kinda sexy. The reality was different. She immediately told me to hurry up, then made sounds like I was hurting her, which is a boner killer for me. I got through it, and with  the brunette around, I can make excuses not to see her ...