Superheros

The boys had a good time this weekend, a damn good time. I can't tell you how soul satisfying it is to sit between the two men I love most in the world and hear them banter with each other, be ribald, laugh, and start all over again. What an absurd friendship, but what genuine and heartfelt affection the two have for each other. They ARE friends, best friends on a level that only two men with similar heritages and a shared future can have. Each helps the other in his own way. This weekend was a challenge to Jachin from Malcolm. The challenge was to enjoy himself and graduate to the the superhero team. I am Lilith, the Unstoppable, he is Malcolm of the Magical Tongue, we have Ian, the Relentless, and now, new to our team, is Jachin of the Thunderous Cock. Able to part trees in the forest merely by the act of walking with an erection! Fucking women so hard and so deep, the earth shakes and rattles. Special effects would show the team, wondering where The Thunderous Cock was, only to hear vibrations under the earth, and to see ripples on the surface of our drinks...we'd know then.

OK, that's all the time Malcolm gets for his superhero idea in the blog. I'm a lot of things, but writing comic books was never a strong point for me. But perhaps the idea of us being superheros isn't so far off the path, really. What we found this weekend is that we function incredibly well together, each one of us having our special talent that adds levels of fun to every party we host. But the way that we all work together is the most superhero thing of all.

I saw Jachin more confident and relaxed than I have in a long time. Malcolm had supplied him with Voodoo Magic to ease his mind on any performance anxiety. Most men in the lifestyle experience this, including Malcolm and Ian. Having to perform in front of large numbers of people, AND for extended periods of time, all while wearing a sensory numbing prophylactic make for a bad combination when a man is trying to maintain a good stiff cock. Most men feel ashamed to talk about it, but I'm hear to shout to the world that it's the most common anxiety issue I hear talk of in this lifestyle. Men shouldn't feel worried to address this very VERY common problem, and talk about all kinds of affordable solutions, ranging from prescriptions to some of the herbal remedies. And don't forget the power of positive thinking as well, it goes a huge way in preventing your own mind from psyching you out.

But Malcolm and Jachin became a team this weekend. Malcolm attacked with his tongue and readied the pussies for the Thunderous Cock. The surprise of Jachin is that he can be so quiet, unassuming, and easy natured, then turn around and produce a cock the size of a barnyard animal. Imagine fucking yourself with a diet coke can, and you've about got the width of him. Lengthwise, he's definitely above average, able to knock into your cervix with every hard thrust. The women were in love with him, showing him love by swallowing him, and fucking him, and just general cooing over his monster. I got to watch him fuck the nonsense out of my beautiful lady friend Eliza, watch her squirt her beautiful rain all over him a few times, and got to rub her clit and his balls while he fucked her doggy style, got to feel that rain fall all over my hand and arm. Jesus, what a turn on. I got to be his personal fluffer, getting him ready for his next fuck, while Malcolm fucked my pussy and watched me take that cock into my mouth, rocking himself into me harder and harder to force that big dick down my throat a little more each time, wanting me to gag and spit all over it until it glistened. And after Jachin would be done fucking, Malcolm would be right behind him in whatever pussy Jachin had just finished with, loving the feel of how big it was after Jachin was done in it, and rubbing his own huge cock all around inside of these women making them cum until they were shaking.

It was a fantastic party, with even the Atomic Chihuahua, Devon, making an appearance. Our friend Violet, and her husband came to support us, Violet with her bad ass hooker's body and her insatiable need. God love this woman, she can go all night. I missed having her sit on my face, and will have to save that wonderful thing for next time.

As always, Malcolm and I ended the night with each other, making slow, endless sweet love to each other until the sky began to lighten. We have so many fantasies in each other, so many things we want to do to and for each other. My love for him is this warm hearth, comfortable and secure. He was home, inside of me, the unique key to my special lock, hitting just the right places to unleash the floods, knowing just how to make my body respond to him no matter how tired, how sore, how done I think I am. I'll never say no to him, he knows that. And I'll never be finished until he is absolutely sated, even when there are nights like last night where he was virtually insatiable. But he finally succumbed to exhaustion, wrapping me securely in his warm body, and we slept until he woke ready this morning for one more round......

I can't wait to do it again!