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Buccaneer Lori is in da house, and she's sharing her thoughts on Ben Roethlisberger.

Buccaneer Lori Is Up And Running!

Okay, I've finished bringing over Buccaneer Lori's 360 posts! If you like, you can check them out or just wait until she posts her thoughts on the Ben Roethlisberger situation.

And BL has plenty of thoughts regarding this bullshit civil suit that's been filed against the Steeler QB.

Her thoughts will please many Pitt fans, but that's just something she can't avoid.

Hehehehehehehehehe! Sorry, couldn't resist.

A Question to A Member Of Lori's Legion....

Rich, are you the same "Rich/RK" from Yahoo 360? Just wondering!

Coming Attractions

Buccaneer Lori, at your service!

For those of you that haven't thrown yourselves into a wood chipper......

I'm just checking in on my laptop here. Nice long Saturday at Ryan & Lexie's house. Everyone's passed out except for me. LOL We go at it pretty hard and really get our money's worth. And that's way sex should be, whether it's two or more people involved: intense and long. The more you cum, the better. The more times you make someone cum, the better.

My baby, Shelly, is in our room snoozing away and Mitzie's cuddled up between our hosts in their bed.

Me? I'm sipping on a Diet Coke and eating a sandwich. Alternative lifestyles allow for late-night snacking, thankfully.

If you know me from Yahoo!, you know I like food. I like food a lot. I'm grateful for many things. Sex, the people I love, my job, being multi-orgasmic, the Tampa Bay Bucs are all on that list. But one thing I'm also grateful for is having a very high metabolism. Without it, I'd be round.

Nick drove up a few days ago and took me to a hotel and we did an encore performance. It was great. The guy loves sex and I benefit from what his wife passes up. She's nuts. How she isn't interested in getting this guy's cock in her mouth and pussy as much as possible is beyond me.

Anyway, it was nice to fuck him in a bed instead of a car. Car sex is fun, but you're really limited in what you can do. You're worried about people catching you and let's face it: your body can only bend so many ways. Let's just say that doggy style is much easier done in a bed!

Anyway, imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. So I'm going to flatter my favorite married couple and their blogs. I'm going to create some "side blogs' (as Lexie would say). Not too many, but one on sports (cuz I'm the fucking queen of sports, baby), my friends, and a couple of other things.

So you don't have to add each to your list of blogs you are following or keep clicking the side blogs, I'll just post notice on this page which has been updated. Then you go, become amazed at how fucking brilliant and humble I am on everything and go back to the main page.

Boyfriend, of course, has been victimized. He had the perfect blog template for his side blog on yours truly. Well, I cried and whined and begged and bitched and he finally told me where to find it. This works on most things, of course. Usually he just gives in to shut me up.

Oh, okay, so I just asked him. He didn't make me go into my whiny girlfriend mode. This is a good thing. Of course, he had to find another template for his tribute to me, the second most important woman in his life, but he'll manage. I'm like "wife b" to him. And Lexie's the one who coined that phrase.

So he had to give me the template or I would've told Lexie and she would've come through for her raging favorite redhead.

Yeah, he's got it made huh? We torment him, you know. We make him buy us lunches, take us shopping, carry our bags, listen to us bitch and complain about stuff, etc....

It's really cool. We make him fuck us and then order him to make us dinner.

Imagine your wife....times four. That's kind of how we roll around here. He's definitely outnumbered. Poor boyfriend...sigh.....

Anywayyyyyyyyyyyyyy......

Most of the first entries that'll be posted are the ones from my 360 page. I have to hurry my little ass over there and get them before 360 is flushed for good. When I've finished, I'll make an update here, so I don't bug you all with "hey, another post from 360". That could be a tad annoying. LOL

One of the other side blogs (fuck, Lexie, did you just make that up in your pretty blonde head--now I can't stop saying it!) will deal with my sexual preferences. That could be fun.

Another will be on my background and all that. I probably won't update that one for obvious reasons.

Oh, and one will be devoted to goat fucking. I know lots of people are into goat fucking these days. I blame it on the economy. I don't know why the economy should be blamed, but no matter what happens these days, people blame it on the economy.

"My car doesn't run. Must be the economy."

"I have the trots. Must be too worried about the economy."

"My fucking wife won't swallow. She must be concerned about the economy."

"Jay Leno retired. Must be the economy."

"My testicles fell into the pencil sharpener. Fucking economy."

"People won't pay 2,000 bucks for a seat at a Yankee game. Must be the economy."

"I gave my daughter the herp. Must be the economy."
"Tiger Woods missed the cut at the British Open. Must be the economy."

"Yes, I cheated, honey. But she was hot and remember, the economy is, well, you know."
"I was a stupid shithead who bought a Yugo in the '80s. I must've been worried about the economy in advance."

And on and on. So goat fucking it is.

Note for anybody stupid enough to look for a goat fucking blog: I'm not really doing a goat fucking blog.

The sports blog, though, is important to me. If you know me offline or from 360, you know that I'm a sportsoholic. I love sports times a million. And I love the Bucs, Rays, and Magic (I'm still hurting from that loss in the Finals--married couple I love is still thrilled to no end) the most.

And if there's one guy I just love to piss all over, It's Trent "Douche Bag ButtSmack" Dilfer. I don't do it too much, but I enjoy myself when I sink my teeth into the hide of this carcass of a former NFL "quarterback/great team guy".

Another target of mine are Cleveland sports "fans". I like the Browns and watched them a lot when I was a kid. But fuck if I don't against some fans there. This goes back to last season, when Browns quarterback Derek Anderson was injured and the fans cheered it. So if you're from Cleveland and have an issue with me having an issue with that, piss off and throw yourself into a wood chipper.

I'm the youngest child in the family. And I have four older sports-crazy brothers. Many Sundays growing up, I'd sit with my dad and brothers and cheer on the Bucs. Most of the time there wasn't much to cheer, but I've stayed loyal to this team (even though the fuckheads running it now are fucking pissing me off to no end this offseason) since the first Sunday I watched it. I didn't understand it, but hey, I was four years old.

Sigh....I wish they'd bring back the original uniforms.....

Oh, and I still am proud that I predicted--on my 360 page--that the Giants would beat the Pats in the 2008 Super Bowl. Boyfriend had to buy me a steak for winning our bet!

Another important note: When doing a sports entry, I morph into a different personality. It's kind of a "Hulk" deal, except I don't turn green and have huge muscles. No, I magically become attired in pirate chick clothes and find a sword in my hand. My titties get bigger too. I wish I could keep 'em when I morph back into normal Lori mode.

Another will be devoted to those I love: my "family", my hubby, and other friends. I'll give you some background on how I met each of these people. I'm looking forward to that.

So that's all I wanted to say. I'm going to join Shelly in bed.

I hope you all have a great weekend!

I Guess I Went Overboard....

Yeah, that Fourth Of July post was a bit much. I'd like to offer the following apology to anybody that I may have offended. I mean, after all, we do live in a society of double standards, what with political correctness and all that. And it's important that we allow people who hate America the opportunity to criticize it constantly while remaining silent as they do.

Fuck that shit.

Here's my apology to anyone I may have upset. Go eat shit, bark at the moon, and throw yourself into a fucking woodchipper.

Heh. That work for you?

Happy Fourth Of July!

HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY!

Don't love this country? Then fuck off!

Today Was Fine.....

After my blog entry last night, I downed a little bourbon and crashed. That was wild shit. How many people actually get to fuck an ex they always had the hots for? Well, two people did last night.

Now, aside from my playmates, I'm not that wild. I mean, I don't always go out and fuck in some parking lot. But sometimes you have to strike while the iron's hot. And you have to make the most of your opportunities.

I did that.

Man, did I sleep well. LOL And I pulled my butt outta bed around noon or so.

I opened my email and found an email from my boyfriend. As a safeguard, when one of us goes out to meet someone, somebody else in our "family" is notified. It's not a hard and fast rule, but a courtesy. So before I went out to see Nick, I emailed Ryan, just so he knew.

Well, I found out what HE was doing last night. Or WHO he was doing. LOL He had been working in his office when Mitzie did a little posing in front of her window and they ended up spending a couple of hours fucking in her apartment.

But he was cool with me fucking Nick. In fact, he told he that he was cool with it and that he loved me. I emailed him and told him that I'd be up around two for lunch and and his dick.

Sitting on top of the email pile was something from Nick. I opened it and he was telling me how great our lovemaking was, how he had missed that passion. How he wanted me so much.

Shit, who doesn't?

But it was a sweet email. And maybe I'll see him again, I don't know. I'm not fucking driving to Marietta every time I want a hard cock. I have my boyfriend for that. If Nick wants some of this, then he can drive up.

And that's IF I'm interested. I have a ton of shit going on in my life. I have four lovers. I have a job. I have a house and hubby to take care of. So I have to give it some thought. I could see fucking him every couple of weeks or whatever. That could work. Strictly physical. If Nick starts getting into an "I'm so in love with you..." mood, then it's over.

He's great in bed and makes me cum, so it'd be awesome if he could keep it strictly physical. And I could make him very happy every week or whatever. Man, I'd love to suck my boyfriend's cock while Nick drills my pussy. Then swap them off. Ryan could cum in me.....Nick could shoot his load on my tits....

I'd better stop. I'm going to soak through my jammies.....LOL

Anyway, I spent the afternoon fucking Ryan. He is a fucking MAN, kiddies! Made me cum more that Nick did. I love sex. I love him so much. Didn't get to see my girl Lexie because I wanted to get home and prepare dinner for my hubby who was due back from Denver.

So I got dressed and went shopping and by the time he got home, dinner was almost ready. He was thrilled to be home and after dinner, I had him shower up. And I joined him.

I sucked him. I kissed him. I jacked him. I rubbed myself all over his body. And then he took me to the bedroom and ate me out. And then he mounted me. He hadn't gotten to fuck me for almost a week and we made up for it. Between Nick, boyfriend, and hubby, I've lost track of how many times I've cum since last night. LOL

Finally, he fucked me from behind and filled me with his cum.

Man, I'm fucking wiped out right now. Happy....but wiped out.

No weekend fun for Shelly and me. Hubbies usually go to the NASCAR races every weekend. And that frees us up to visit Ryan, Lexie, and Mitzie. But they don't want to travel on a holiday and my hubby just got back. So Shelly and I will have some fun together.

It'll be nice for Ryan and Lexie. Mitzie has a girlfriend from Alabama over this weekend and they'll be holed up in her apartment. I think those two are falling in love. This will complicate things for Mitzie. She flat-out isn't ready to make any committments or stay monogamous.

LOL So I guess that leaves Ryan and Lexie to themselves. What will they do? LOL I'm thinking that they could use some alone, married couple in love time. Or they'll dial up one of her bi married friends and have a threesome. Probably both.

Shelly and I will also "perform" for our hubbies. They love watching us go at it. We'd love to do a swap with them, but haven't been able to convince them to go for it. I think we should just get 'em all hard from watching us and then drag their asses into bed!

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Wow.

Sometimes, you don't get what you want.....but sometimes you do! I got fucked tonight. And it wasn't one of the usual suspects. LOL

An old boyfriend chatted me up on-line tonight. A sweet ex who was great at sex.

Now as you may or may not know, I'm already involved with one hot guy and three beautiful women sexually. Group sex, one on one....it's all incredible.

But hey, I had tomorrow off and none of my friends were around. I thought maybe I could pick up someone for phone sex. Hey, I was desperate. Hubby's in Denver till tomorrow night and I was in need of sex.

Boyfriend was busy. So was his wife. And my baby girl, Shelly, was too tired to fuck. So onto the internet I went.

So I signed onto AOL and after awhile got an IM from an old boyfriend named Nick.

I dated Nick for a bit back in 2003, when I was still single and in Florida. The fucking was always insane. He always made me cum a lot. And he was a pretty cool dude. But we never got serious. He wanted to, but I didn't. He wasn't a guy I wanted to spend my life with. But he had a nice, 8 inch cock and knew how to use it.

He got to fuck my pussy, my ass, whatever he wanted. Didn't matter--I always came several times. And boy, this guy could eat some pussy. Overall, he was just great in bed.

Eventually, we went our separate ways. He got married and I got married and all that. He has a couple of kids now (I don't have any). But we kept in touch on-line. Nothing steady, but off and on. When I got married, I emailed him, when his wife gave birth, stuff like that. Sometimes we'd see each other online and IM for a couple of minutes.

So he IMs me. "Hey Loir, what's up?"

We chatted and he told me that he just moved up from Florida a couple of weeks ago.

I could feel myself getting wet. No joke.

He told me that he was living in Marietta. Not too far from Alpharetta. Forty five minutes, maybe an hour. Not long.

We chatted for about twenty minutes and caught up on everything. It was fun chatting with him again. We talked about our jobs, marriages, old times and all of that. He was speechless when I told him about my sex life. LOL Then again, I can't blame him.

Nick has been on a more conventional path than myself. And maybe fidelity is boring, but it's also safe. But when we started talking about one night we fucked on the beach, that was it for me. And when he started talking about how his wife wasn't that much into sex after only a six or so years of marriage.....

Well, I had to offer, right? "Come on over. Let's have fun."

He was shocked. LOL Don't blame him. But the thought of fucking this guy again was driving me crazy. He said no, he couldn't.

"Yes, you can. My hubby's away. Make an excuse. Make love to me."

He said no again.

"C'mon Nick. She'll never know. I'll fuck you good. Remember how great we were together?"

He paused. I'm pushy. I know it.

"I'm wet."

I could tell that this was torture for him. I would've loved nothing more than to feel him cum in me one more time. But finally, I let up.

"Sigh...okay. I can respect that."

We chatted for awhile longer. Finally, he asked me if I had really, really been serious. I replied that I had. And he said it was a good thing that I was up in Alpharetta.

"I'll drive down. We can meet in the parking lot of Publix. We'll fuck in the back of the parking lot where it's dark. I'll suck you, you'll lick me, we'll fuck and you'll be home before your wife even misses you. Tell her you're going out to get gas or something."

He was almost mine at that point.

"Imagine how warm and wet I'll be for you. Imagine your cock sliding in and out. How close are you to that Publix on Johnson Ferry Road?"

He told me it was just a couple of miles. And he told me that his wife went to bed around ten.

"Let's meet there at 11."

That snack that was hooked onto that ring in the vending maching was about to fall.

"Do it. Fuck me. I've always remembered you....wanted you.....missed you...."

Now, for the record, I really didn't start hitting on him until I heard him complain that his wife wasn't putting out. Well, at that point, all bets are off. Sorry, if you don't put out for your wife or hubby....they'll get it elsewhere. My boyfriend has made a career out of providing this service. And to a certain extent, so have I.

We agreed to meet at 11. I was so fucking psyched up for him. I took off around 10:15 and had to keep myself from speeding. I was wet for the entire drive. I rubbed myself through my pants at a stop light and almost fucking came in my panties. When I hit the next red light several miles down, I flipped on the overhead light and saw that I had soaked through my jeans. I looked like I had pissed myself! LOL

He was parked a couple of cars down and made his way over. As he did, I checked my purse and got a couple of condoms out.

Our group (Ryan, Lexie, Shelly, and Mitzie and myself) has one rule: if you fuck outside the group, use a condom. We don't use them with Ryan and we're all on birth control. Ryan still fucks girls outside of our group and so do the rest of us (we're all bisexual). He uses condoms on those occasions, and I do as well. Lexie (Ryan's wife) and Shelly are way more into girls, so that rule is mostly for my boyfriend and I). There is the odd exception here and there of course, but that's rare.

When I put the condoms down, he was outside my window. Wow. Still looked fantastic. And so do I. I got out and we smiled, hugged, and said hello.

The store was just closing, and there weren't all that many cars in the lot, still......

"Let's go over there," I said, pointing to some of the smaller businesses to the left of the store. They were all closed and there weren't any cars. And it was darker over there--no store lights!

Yes!

He hopped in my car and I drove over to the side of the last business. Totally hidden. Kinda. Well, enough.

We started making out. I felt his hard cock thorugh his pants. This guy hadn't been with anyone else since he met his wife, and I knew he wouldn't last long. I got him out of the car and leaned him against the building. I then grabbed a couple of towels out of my car and put them down so I could kneel on them.

Yeah, yeah, I woulda been a great head nurse.....

I pulled his dick and and started sucking him. It felt sooooooooooo fucking good. It felt wonderful. I just closed my eyes and licked his big balls and hard cock. Oh fuck....Ryan baby....you would've been so proud of your girlfriend--watching her suck a guy like this....

Another group rule: no cum guzzling (anal is also prohibited outside of the group). So I knew this stud would be ready to release two months worth of jizz so I had to be careful.

"Don't cum in my mouth, baby....."

I sucked him for another couple of minutes. My hand were on his rock hard ass and my lips were wrapped tightly around his cock. Soon, I heard him grunt and he pulled his dick out of my mouth. I kissed his rock hard butt as his sweet cum hit the ground.

I knew his cock would get hard again in minutes. Yours would if you were with me. I'm a fucking porn star, baby. I'm that good, and I'm that fucking hot. Sorry, but if you could be with me, you'd jump at the chance.

He smiled and me and I smiled back. I then put my finger inside of my pussy and then put it in his mouth. "Taste me, honey.....do I taste good? Want more of me....? Want to taste more?"

He did.

We went back to my car and I laid down on the backseat and spread my legs. I was so turned on doing that--showing myself like that to him....giving myself to him.

Nick crawled up and we kissed some more. Then he kissed his way down to my wet pussy. He just breathed me in for a few seconds, just like Ryan does. Fuck, what a turn-on it is when guys do that.

Then his tongue hit my clit.....my pussy.....it seemed to be everywhere. Nick then slid his finger up my pussy and concentrated on my clit.

And fuck, I came. I soaked my backseat. I was wet down to the middle of my thighs. I was fucking moaning, gasping, and crying out for more. And he gave me more. My Nick....my wonderful former boyfriend made me cum again and again, just like he used to.

He finally pulled himself up and looked at me. We were both breathing hard. I smiled and told him how much I missed him...how much I loved fucking him.

At this point, even though we were about as secluded as could be, we were pushing out luck. His time was limited and who knows when the police would make a routine pass around the complex. I opened a condom up and handed it to him. And he wrapped up that fat cock and mounted me.

We kissed hard and passionately as we fucked. I cried out every time I came. All he could do was moan and grunt. After he had been pounding me hard for about ten minutes, he lifted his head and came.

He got off me and took off the condom and tossed it. We got dressed without saying a word.

After we were dressed, I drove him back to his car. He laughed and told me that he never could tell me no! In a minute, we were back at his car. I kissed him deeply again and we hugged. And I told him that if he didn't want to hook up again, it was cool and we could just be friends.

Sigh.....

He isn't sure, to be honest. He'll have to weigh how he feels today. I hope he doesn't feel guilty. I'd love to be with him some more. I'd love to see him fucking Lexie, Shelly, and Mitzie, too. He'd never be a full member....but a guy who could make the occasional guest appearance.

But if he doesn't....it's cool.

He did call me after I got home. He wanted to make sure I made it home safely.

And here I am at 3:30 in the morning. Exhausted....spent....and so happy and warm all over. I've masturbated twice since I got home and probably will again.

Welcome to Lori's Lair. It only gets wilder from here. Think you can handle it?

LOL