Anyone in the Los Lunas, Albuquerque, Rio Rancho,  Bernalillo area wanting to meet up? 
Smoke, hang out, talk, see what happens? 

I’ve been sitting on this story for almost a month, but it’s one far too good to keep to myself – so, here goes.

I’ve written here a couple of times about Tildie, a 50ish divorcee who LOVES to suck cock and insists we role-play as daddy / daughter while she does it. Our last encounter was in July 2024 – an adult theater visit where she’d sucked off three guys and subsequently got fucked by one of them who had a massively thick dick -- and I’d pretty much written her off since I hadn’t heard from her since that night. I knew she’d lost her sales job and was feeling depressed, so I let it go.

Lo and behold, she texted me out of the blue in early March with the message, “I need to suck cock, daddy.” After a few back-and-forth messages, we settled on the evening of March 12 (2025), when my wife would be out of town. After hoping she’d consent to joining me at the local swingers’ motel, we instead settled on the same adult theater that we’d visited the previous summer.

After paying the entry fee, we headed upstairs. It’s an adult “toy” store on the main floor, with private viewing booths in back, but the second floor has a large central foyer with access to five separate mini-theaters, each showing various genres of porn on big screens. The place attracts nearly an entirely male clientele; a visiting mixed couple is a rarity, who often cruise through quickly and then leave. That doesn't prevent straight guys like me, though, from going there in hopes of seeing another couple in action. Midweek (this was a Wednesday) can be a bit sparse, attendance-wise, so I took the liberty of placing an ad on our local DL forum to gin up interest. I held off disclosing the date, time and location until I knew whoever answered my ad wasn’t a total weirdo. Tildie had no idea I’d placed the ad, and I made sure the invitees knew not to spill the beans, but I wanted to make sure she had plenty of cock-sucking targets. I ended up divulging the details to seven guys, six of whom ultimately showed up.

Tildie is a self-described BBW, but she’s pretty firm for a 50-something woman with two kids – big tits (38D) and a big ass, but not “sloppy fat.” She wore black yoga pants (no panties), a black lacy front-hook bra, and a shiny silver sweatshirt. I had on my usual arcade outfit – black sweatpants, sneakers, and a long-sleeve gym shirt (no underwear).

We cruised through the various theaters for a bit, looking for a place to settle. There were two guys hanging out upstairs, and they casually followed us to the theater playing some heterosexual porn. It’s a room about 12 by 15 feet, with chairs placed haphazardly in various parts of the theater. They’re sturdy metal – some seat two people, others just one – with open-weave seats, sort of like what you’d see on a balcony or patio. They’re not particularly comfortable, but they serve their purpose and clean up easily.

We parked ourselves in a two-seater, off to one side and about halfway back from the giant screen in front of the room. Tildie immediately beckoned to one of the guys and asked him outright if he wanted her to suck his cock. He immediately agreed, stepped in front of her, and dropped his trousers to reveal an average-sized cock already fully erect. I suggested he must have been playing “pocket pool” in advance, but Tildie simply said, “Shush, daddy,” and leaned forward to wrap her lips around his cock. She’s clearly an expert at her craft and uses her hand and mouth in a perfect combination of teasing, fondling and sucking. Guy No. 1 didn’t last very long – I’d guess, maybe three minutes – and he started to back away as he began to ejaculate. I said, “No. She wants to swallow the whole load,” so he remained in place as she leaned forward and sucked him dry.

By this time, four more guys had shown up. I’m guessing at least a couple were there thanks to my ad, because they had their cocks out and ready. Tildie took on the next one, a medium-sized Hispanic guy who was probably in his early 30s. He lasted a bit longer, and Tildie really worked up a sweat before completely draining his balls. I handed her the bottle of water I’d brought with me, and she took a few sips to wash down the cum she’d just had in her mouth. “Fuck, it’s getting hot in here,” she exclaimed, tendrils of her hair plastered to the sides of her flushed, overheated face. “You should take off your sweatshirt,” I suggested helpfully, and she stood up to strip it off, revealing her well-packed black lace bra.

She motioned for Guy No. 3, an older while gentleman, to take the seat she’d just vacated, and I moved out of the way to give him room to plop down after dropping his trousers to his ankles. Tildie got on her knees in front of him and started to suck, having first pulled down her bra to expose her well-rounded breasts. She reached out to him and placed his hands on her tits, and he was soon tugging away at her distended nipples as she masterfully blew him. Halfway to completion, she said to me, “Rub my pussy, daddy.” So, I got down on the floor with her and worked her yoga pants down past her hips, so they hung at the mid-thigh level. I reached in from behind and felt her extremely wet crotch, pussy lips coated with her juices and her hole ready for penetration. I proceeded to finger-fuck her enthusiastically with one hand while reaching around with the other to play with her clit.

Shortly thereafter, she swallowed the old guy’s load and leaned back so he could vacate the chair.
Guy No. 4 was a very heavyset Hispanic guy who wasted no time stripping off his sweats and taking the place of the man who’d just finished. He appeared to have a pretty small cock – I’m guessing a bit under four inches fully erect – but Tildie is an equal-opportunity cocksucker. She went to work on him as enthusiastically as she’d done with all the others, but he proved to be quite a challenge. Whereas the ones before generally ejaculated anywhere from a couple of minutes to perhaps 10, this guy seemed to go on forever. I’d continued to play with Tildie’s pussy throughout, but I was getting sore from crouching on the hard floor, so I eventually back off and let her continue without my interference.

I didn’t formally time this guy, but he had to have taken more than 20 minutes to cum. Tildie tried all sorts of tricks – massaging his ball sac, jerking his cock at different speeds, licking the head both clockwise and counter-clockwise – until finally I suggested she should just admit defeat. “Nope,” she replied, “One more idea.” She encouraged him to slide forward in his seat until half his butt was hanging over the front edge of the chair. Then she shoved a finger up his ass and proceeded to massage his prostate. That did the trick, and he pumped a fair bit of Mexi-jizz down her throat.

At this point, it was time for a break, plus she’d temporarily run out of patrons. There were two “unblown” guys hanging about, but they seemed far more interested in watching than participating. So instead, Tildie stood up (with me helping her), pulled up her pants, and slipped back into her sweatshirt. “Let’s see what’s going on downstairs,” she suggested, so we took the stairs and strolled through the store area on our way to the arcade. There was a young couple checking out vibrators, and the guy did a double-take when he saw the two of us heading into the arcade area. I thought they might actually follow us in, but sadly that didn’t happen. We cruised around the various booths and peeked into a few so I could show Tildie how some of them were spacious enough for three or four people, while others had barely enough room for two. “No glory holes?” she asked. I explained they’d covered them up some time ago, which appeared to disappoint her.

Our examination complete, we crossed the store again on our way to the stairs. “Oh, I forgot you two were still here,” said the woman behind the counter who’d taken our entry fee. “A couple of guys just came in, wondering if there was anyone else in the theater area.” I asked if they left, but the cashier explained they bought their tickets and went upstairs. That’s all Tildie needed to hear. She tugged on my arm and whispered in my ear, “I want to suck some more cock, daddy.” My reply: “No time like the present, baby girl,” and up we went.

We took our place in the same mini-theater, except this time Tildie took off her sweatshirt right away. I pulled her bra back down in front and sucked on her nipples while she reached into my sweatpants and stroked my cock. “Wow, you’ve been leaking precum like crazy, huh?” she exclaimed. I didn’t have a chance to reply because, just then, one of the new arrivals had tapped Tildie on her shoulder and asked her if she’d suck his cock. She motioned for him to sit down, and she bent over at the waist to shove her face between his legs. Guy No. 5 was a tall Black man with a larger-than-average cock. “Ooh,” Tildie exclaimed. “I’m torn between blowing you and asking you to fuck me.” She clearly favors thick dicks over average ones, having a fairly large pussy hole to fill. The guy tugged at the back of her head to introduce her mouth to his cock, saying as he did so, “First one, then the other, OK?” She could only grunt in reply, her mouth already full of BBC.

He shot his wad fairly quickly – I’d guess after about five minutes – and stood up to fulfill his other half of the bargain. I’d previously pulled down her pants to calf level and was finger-fucking her pussy as she sucked the Black guy’s cock, so she was ripe and ready for him as he nudged me out of the way and moved in behind her. One of the other recent arrivals quickly took a seat so she could work on his erection as the big guy gripped her hips and plunged into her moist hole. She gasped from the penetration but stayed firmly on the seated guy’s cock, managing to jerk him off into her mouth despite a heavy pounding from behind. “Don’t come in my pussy,” she managed to blurt out, but just at that moment the Black guy grunted twice, said, “Uh, too late,” and pulled out. Even in the dim light, you could see the glob of gooey white stuff slide out of her pussy and drip onto the crotch of her yoga pants. “Clean me up, daddy,” Tildie ordered, so I used my hand to scoop up as much cum as still clung to her pussy lips and inner thighs, and then reached around so she could lick my hand clean.

Over the course of the next 30 minutes, Tildie sucked off a few more guys – even one of the original watchers who finally succumbed to her talents – until there was no one left except the two of us. At that point, she’d blown nine guys and swallowed 10 loads – one guy had come back for seconds – plus the one she’d taken vaginally. I’d held off, figuring we’d go back to my place where I’d get a more leisurely opportunity at her well-used mouth. We even got as far as the front door when, all of a sudden, another guy entered the place. “Do you want me to suck your cock?” she asked him, as he barely had gotten through the entryway. He admitted that would be excellent, so we turned around and went back upstairs while he purchased his ticket and appeared in the little theater a few minutes later.

Tildie worked him over as expertly as she’d done with all the others that evening. I marveled at her stamina and skill level, as enthusiastic in sucking her tenth different cock as she’d been for her first. Whereas most of the other guys had been content to sit back and let her do all the work, Guy No. 10 was more proactive. He literally throat-fucked her, quite forcefully, and Tildie submitted to his efforts without complaint. Later, she told me he’d ejaculated more than anyone else that evening, so much so that she’d barely managed to keep it from spilling out. He was also one of the few to express his thanks for her doing such a good job, and he even shook my hand before leaving, thanking me as well for sharing my friend with everyone.

I wasn’t willing to wait any longer, so I told Tildie to sit down as I moved in front of her and dropped my sweatpants to ankle level. She started out by licking up all the precum that coated my half-erect penis – I’d generated a lot from all the watching I’d done – and then took my entire 5.5 inches in one gulp. She moved her mouth back and forth along my shaft in sort of an energy-saving mode knowing I usually took a while to ejaculate. After about five minutes, I sensed another person in the room and looked up to see a fairly young guy standing off to the side. He had on gym shorts that were pulled to the side to expose his long thin cock, and he was stroking it to match the rhythm of Tildie’s mouth on my dick. With no one else about, I figured he’d be her final patron of the evening, and I didn’t want to have him blast off without giving her a change to taste his cum. Therefore, I pushed her face slightly away from the base of my cock and started to jerk myself off against her lips. “Feed me your cum, daddy,” she said softly, and I sped up my tugging until I came explosively. Having anticipated this night for some time, I’d held off masturbating for three days, so I had a fairly sizeable load to pump into her mouth. I came noisily and thoroughly, shooting three thick ropes of cum down her gullet. As I backed away, I motioned to the other guy to take my place, which he did speedily. I was correct in my assessment; it didn’t take him long at all to pump her mouth full of warm, gooey sperm – maybe two minutes, tops – and then she declared herself finished for the night.

“Did you keep count, daddy? she asked, as we walked back to my car. “Twelve, cocks, sweetie, including mine, and thirteen loads altogether.” Wow – that’s a lot of cum, daddy” she said with pride in her voice. “Did you like watching me suck all those cocks, daddy?” “You were wonderful, baby girl,” I replied. “I enjoyed it more than you can imagine.”

I dropped her off at her place after giving her a goodnight kiss. Figuring that would be the last I’d hear from Tildie for a while again, I was surprised to get a text message from her just last week, less than a month after her marathon sucking session. “I’m ready to suck more cock soon, daddy,” read her message. We traded comments back and forth, and she agreed she’d like to try the swingers’ place next time. “I don’t want to go in the hot tub,” she stated firmly, “Because I’m not sure they do a good job cleaning it. But you said they have a couple of king-size beds in the pool area, so I’d be comfortable sucking cock there.” I reminded her we were far more likely to see other couples in attendance there, versus the all-male clientele typical at the adult theater. “You know what that means, right sweetie?” I asked. “Yes, daddy. I’ll have a chance to show you how well I eat pussy. And you can eat mine, too.” I told her it would be my pleasure – and indeed it will!

I’m hoping Tildie will accept my invitation in the very near future, which means I’ll have another fun tale to tell here. Stay tuned!

As a white person, there is one thing I cannot stand about other whites and that is that they consider themselves experts on other races when they haven't been around them.
I was born and raised in Los Angeles. I have certainly been a racial minority in many situations. In fact, it wasn't until I went to college in Long Beach that I was actually in the majority.
My point is that I am one of those rare white people who are experts on race. I am so good that I can tell the race just by looking at their handwriting. It always humors me how these white people who grew up in white neighborhoods, went to white schools, only hang out with white people, etc. lecture others about tolerance, diversity and racism. It's usually the Jews and the transplants from Iowa or Colorado. Most of those people haven't seen a mexican or black outside of COPS.
They all think I am a racist (BTW- I couldn't care less) because I call it like I see it. Blacks are ghetto, violent, lowlife and trash. Mexicans are lazy, uneducated and thieves.
The ironic part is that while I am shunned by the Jews and the white transplants, we are very much alike. I'm just more honest about it. For example, the reason why I live in a white neighborhood is because I don't want to be around niggers and mexicans. That is the same reason that the Jews and transplants live in the same neighborhood as me.
I have no shame about my racism and it has earned me the respect of niggers and mexicans. They know they can't fool me. They can call me 'racist' or threaten me but I still know that they are pieces of shit and call them out on it.
As a white person, I can say that 95% of white people are racist but with good cause. I mean, niggers and mexicans even hate niggers and mexicans.
My challenge to any white person who claims that they are not racist is to relocate to a black or mexican area for a year and to come back and to say that they are not lowlifes.

I almost got in some pretty big trouble last night while thinking with my dick instead of my head. I was on my way home and had 20 bucks burning a hole in my pocket, so I figured I'd take a ride through the shady part of town and see if there were any girls just hanging out. Yes, I understand that my dick could fall off and I'm sure to enjoy all the clever little quips regarding it, so get them out of your system if you have to.

So I'm driving along and see that there's more girls out there than normal. I thought it was just a lucky day. I actually saw this one girl that I'd played with before. She's about 20 and doesn't rush you like a lot of girls do. However, just as I went to approach her, another guy picked her up. Considering the number of girls that seemed to be available, I didn't consider it a total loss.

Further down the street, I saw this relatively hot latina. Great tits, nice thick ass and a pretty face. I pull over by a park entrance and she walks over and says "hey baby". This is going to sound funny to some of you, but the first thing I noticed was "wow, she has perfect, white teeth". Now, one thing you might notice about girls who suck cock for $20 a pop, they don't tend to have perfectly symmetrical white teeth. I just figured it was a bonus and asked her if she wanted a ride.

She then said that the street was hot with cops and asked me to pull in further down the park. I thought that was strange, but then strange went to concern when she said the magic words. "It's gonna be $20 for a blowjob, $40 for sex, baby."

I looked her up and down and she was just too clean cut. She didn't ask if I was a cop. She didn't ask me to touch her and then proceeded to lay out the menu for me. She was hot and this was all too good to be true. Way too good to be true. I told her that I thought she just needed a ride and that I was all set. She got all pissed at me and I got the hell out of there. I figured better safe than sorry.

I read the news in my town online this morning and, lo and behold, there was a sting on that street that netted a shitload of arrests. I was really close to falling for it and I'm sure some of you here would have been elated by it, which is fine. All I'm saying is that, for those of you who go on these types of trips, be very careful of who you're dealing with.

I confess that I have no friends. Not one.
I'm a 30/m white male from Los Angeles. People might wonder why I have no friends and it's quite simple. I didn't grow up around a lot of other kids in my neighborhood or in my family. Sure there were kids at school but they didn't live where I lived. My mother also didn't drive so it wasn't like she could take me. I sure as fuck didn't want them over my house. We lived like white trash and I didn't want that to be a reflection on me. Also my father was a child molester, though he was seldom around, and I worried about him molesting my friends and being blamed for it my them, their family, my family, my teachers and everyone else.
As I got older, like high school, I started hanging out with different crowds but I was never really a part of any group. Never had a girlfriend, never went to prom, homecoming, any of that. Besides, at that point my school had become half white. They were the elites and I never felt equal to them. I didn't want to hang out with the other races because I didn't have enough in common with them.
I went to a community college and I became an even bigger racial minority. All of the white kids went to UCSB, UCR, and other real colleges. I found myself hanging with a few white people from my high school who went to the same community college. As time went on, they sort of drifted away. I now think that I was never really a part of that group either. I was more or less a friend of a friend.
I was working part-time, at a park, and there was no white people my own age either. Basically, I kept to myself.
I eventually went to a decent college and I was almost intimidated by all the white people. I think it had been years since I've seen a college aged white person. I didn't feel 'good enough' around those white people. They were better than I was. I remember when I started to open myself up a bit in this one class and I had mentioned that I was working two part-time jobs. They looked at me like I was crazy. Those white people didn't even work one part-time job. I felt so judged.
After college, I stayed with one of my employers. I was the youngest person, by ten years. There was only one other white guy and that was my boss who is 25 years old than me. It's a small office. Definitely not in a ghetto part of town.
I found it funny how people, especially white people, ask me why race is so important. Yet those are the same people who choose to hang out with friends of their own race too. I simply have nothing in common with nonwhite people. I have more in common with my own race. Unfortunately, there are not very many white people of my age where I live.
So yes, I am very lonely.

I wish I could find a like minded female that likes porn as much as me. Who would be willing to hang out with me and watch porn while we mutually masturbated together in Los Angeles where I live. This is a Bucket List Item for this 38 yr old male please help my dream come true however uncommon. No sex just self touching.