KKroxy's Blog

...people actually read blogs on this site? I look through some every now and then but I'm not in the habit of actually going through, reading and commenting on them. I see very few people actually do comment on most blogs. And now I'm babbling.. sorry.

bye,
Jenn

I have 2 sisters one is 3 years older than I and the other 15 years older. I was never really close to my oldest sister because she was out of the house when we were growing up. We did have interesting talks at times though. One such talk was about a fraternity party she sneeked her way into in Daytona Beach when she was 17. She said that at the party (her first college party) there was a band playing. The band was Double Cross from one of the local colleges. I remember the band because my sister had a couple of their cd's.

Anyway my sis said that as the party was entering the really late hours (or early morning)she found herself hanging out with the drummer of the band. A couple of the frat brothers came around and said the party was dying and asked the drummer if he knew any party games then they all laughed. I guess it was late and they were just joking. Then my sister told me that the drummer guy asked for a few pieces of paper and a bunch of pencils. One of the frat guys got the supplies and asked what they were going to do with them. The drummer said they were score sheets for a game of golf. The frat guys were a little confused and so was my sister. Then the drummer said "sex golf! first to hit 18 holes wins" With that the guys all went after the girls that were willing. My sister said she was appalled but the thought the drummer was really cute and gave him his first "point" orally.

Well, I thought this was really a crazy tale. But at 18 I went to a party at a frat in Daytona from the same school and towards the end of the party the brothers were passing out pink score cards to girls and blue score cards to guys. On the top of the score card it said "Waxxer Golf". Waxxer was the drummers nickname. Appearently, my sister witnessed the beginning of a little known Daytona tradition. At least now girls are allowed to score as well. BTW i got 2 points because I was with my boyfriend (we get 3 at home though). I wouldn't have played at all if he wasn't there.

So here are the rules .. if you can call them rules. Basically, guys get a point for every "hole" they get from a girl. The girl writes the number of holes and signs the guys score card. And the guy signs the girls score card the same way. The girls get points for every hole a guy "enters". they don't have to finish the act and really I don't think most do because then guys have to deal with the turn around time. The weird thing is that it's not like an orgy where people are having sex everywhere. Most participating girls will find a private spot and the guys make their rounds.

just wanted to share this with everyone.

My Boyfriend, Michael, came home very early this morning and surprised me with a very nice massage that somehow led to an orgasm. He got a blowjob out of it.

Well early evening actually. I had a Christmas party to go to this evening. My boyfriend was supposed to go with me. But had to go out of town last minute. Well, he suggested to me that his friend escort me. At first I laughed but then thought "sure why not". His friend, Rick has always been a good friend to us both. He has spent many evening with us. And we've partied in his parents hot tub a few times. He has also witnessed Michael and I have sex before. So, we thought this is someone I can trust and have a good time with. And we were right.

Everyone was surprised to see me with someone other than Michael. This was a family party. Part birthday for a cousin and christmas because a group of our relatives are going on a cruise. Well, Michael is 6'1" just under 200lbs. He's a very handsome normal irish catholic guy. My parents love him. Rick and Michael were teammates on the high school football team. They played together since they were 8 y/o. Rick is 6'4" 250-ish lbs. very muscular and very black. My family just went silent when he entered the room. I wanted to play it off like Michael and I broke-up and he was my new boyfriend. But Rick could feel the tension in the air and introduced himself to my grandpa as "Michael's friend".

We were only at the party for about 3 hours Rick was in the pool room with my Dad and my Grandpa drinking beer and shooting pool. Everyone had a great time. The party was about a 90 minute drive away so Rick and I left pretty early.

On the way home I rested my head on Rick's shoulder as he drove. And we chatted about nothing .. just chit-chat. Then we were just quiet for a few minutes. We just drove. From out of nowhere this incredible urge came over me. I reached down, unzipped his fly, pulled out his cock and started sucking on it. I didn't even think about it. I just did it spontaneously. As it got erect in my mouth it occurred to me what I was doing. I've given Michael head so many times on that ride home that I think it may have been out of habit.

Anyway, it was my first time enjoying a black cock. I'd seen Rick naked before but had never seen him erect and definitely never had any contact with him. His cock is pretty long but proportional to the size of his body. I'd guess around 9 inches. I can't get the whole thing in my mouth. Once it hardened up it was about the same diameter are Michael's. Rick drives a big suv... a yukon i think. He was able to lift his ass a little to i could pulls his pants down some. At that point I started shaking. And had this horrible guilty feeling and was going to stop. Then I noticed the real difference between Rick and Michael besides color. Rick has monsterous balls. I mean just fucking huge. And hanging so loose. I think they are as big ass ping pong balls or maybe golf balls. Michaels balls are much smaller and usually pretty tight to his body. I got one in my mouth which was a pretty tough task with my head under the steering wheel. It was so solid and wonderful. I kept positioning myself hoping Rick would reach into my skirt but he didn't. I guess he figured that might be going to far. idk! He unhooked by bra though and gave my breasts a good working over.

Well, i continued to rub those huge balls while i sucked Rick's cock. His balls started to tense up and I new what was about to happen. Now, when Michael cums in my mouth, I get about 3 good squirts and I'm usually able to work out another squirtful with my hand and mouth. Rick's cock pumped into my mouth about 8 times! And he had his hand pushing on the back of my head so his cock was so deep into my mouth that I couldn't swallow! I just held it in there. When the pulsating stopped I worked out what was left like I do with Michael until I guess it was too much for Rick and he pulled my head up.

I seriously had a mouthful of cum. I mean full! swallowing it was like taking a swallow of a drink... not the thimble full they tell you in high school. During the whole blow job neither of us had made a sound other that some slurping noises and a couple small grunts when Rick shot his load. I sat back up, fixed my bra and top and just smiled at him. He looked at me and said "what was that for?" I just giggled and said "I don't know.. it was just there" He told me it was the hardest he'd ever cum. I believe it. I think it might have been built up excitement from years of knowing each other.

Then I got home. And my cell rang. It was Michael. I suddenly felt the guilt again. I started to cry when I answered. he thought my family had treated his friend bad and that was why I was crying. He was gonna call Rick to find out what happened and I started sobbing uncontrollably. I finally just blurted out "I gave Rick a blowjob". Michael asked "On the drive home?" Still crying I said "yes". He started laughing and said "baby I love you".

He said it wasn't a big deal to him and that he'd tried to get Rick to get into a threesome with us but that Rick was always too nervous. He also told Rick that if I drank at the party I'd probably blow him on the drive home. That's why he suggested Rick take me. He didn't want me blowing anyone else...lol

Hi all. I'm Jenn. Most of my family call me KK and most friends call me Roxy. Hence my nickname on most sites KKroxy. How did I get those names? Well, it's kinda funny and embarrassing at the same time.

I'm told that when I was learning to talk, my dad said "OK" all the time. Well, as a child I tried to repeat that but always said "KK" instead. Then on day my mom was out shopping and i was with her and some stranger told my mom I was cute and then asked me my name. I said "KK". My mom thought it was funny and told the rest of the family and from then on I was KK.

Well Roxy is the embarrassing one. I grew up in a pretty tame household. There was no cussing. My parents didn't drink much. There was no smoking. Church was mandatory. To top it all off, I went to a baptist private school with a lot of other kids like me. At 13, in 8th grade I finally was allowed to have my first boyfriend. I really didn't know much about boys as sex-ed wasn't taught at my school and my parents weren't offering up any info. My sister was 2 years older than I, and in a public high school but she wasn't talking either.

Anyway, my boyfriend and I pretty much just held hands all the time and had lunch together. Just the kind of relationship you'd expect from a kid with my up-bringing. After about 2 months we finally kissed. That evolved into open mouth kissing because his brother had told him about it. I know this sounds really lame, but this how we were raised, in complete darkness about life...lol

Then came Halloween night. Our church had a lock-in all night dance. Completely supervised (yeah right). Well, my bf and I found a corner to hide in at about 1am and started to make out. We pretty much just kissed. Then he put his hand up the back of my shirt. Slowly he worked his hand around to the front so he was feeling the bottom of one of my boobs. lol... that's as far as he went. I could feel he had an erection as we hugged but didn't understand it. So i asked what was going on. He had to explain to me that guys got hard when they got "turned on" and that's how they end up having sex and getting women pregnant. Yes, my first talk about sex was with a horny 14y/o boy.

Now, don't get me wrong. I knew that a penis had to go into a vagina to get a woman pregnant. I just didn't know it got hard first and that something came out of it. That was all new to me. I was intrigued and curious. I asked if I could touch it. In hindsight I guess I was horny and natural animal instinct was making want it. At the time though, I rationalized it in my mind as a learning experience. Well, of course my boyfriend was all for me touching it. So I put my hand down his pants and grabbed on as we continued to kiss. About 5 minutes later it was throbbing really strong and my hand was wet. I asked if he had peed on me..lol.. he said "no, you made me get my rocks off." Again being naive he had to explain to me that he had just cum from my hand being on his penis and that he was very glad and it felt really good.

I thought this was something to be proud of so I told a couple friends of mine. All of them, being naive like I was, were impressed and started calling me Roxy (because I got his Rocks off).

A few weeks went by and some girls were over at my house and we were all in my room. They were calling me Roxy, and my sister (who was 16 at the time) asked me why they called me that. So, I told her. I never saw so much Dr Pepper stream from a persons nose like I did that night. My sister explained to me that I should never let my parents know the reason why my friends were calling me Roxy, and that a lady never goes around bragging about her sex acts. At the time I didn't even realize it was a sex act.

That night my sister explained sex in full detail to us (although she claimed to still be a virgin at the time). I finally had to tell my mom why my friends called me Roxy and she laughed so hard. All she said was "well you have a heck of a story to tell people for the rest of your life, just make sure your dad isn't one of them."