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My fantasies come true!

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So remember last time, how positively SURE I was that I had found evidence that the CEO is married? I’m struggling now, with doubts. What if I was wrong?

Yes, I found a picture of him, posted shortly before we met, with his wedding ring on, the mother of his child and her family. That should be proof enough, shouldn’t it? You would think.

Only, he’s just so CONVINCING when he talks to me. Can a man really be THAT good of a liar?! This most recent rendezvous, he mentioned his “ex” (and he calls her that) several times. He even made a comment, saying “that’s why I left her”.

He also told me he’d been in China. I’d assumed he was lying because Tinder showed him as being 10 miles away during that time. Yet, when we got together again, he was COMPLAINING about having to haggle for prices when he was in China. If he’s a liar, he’s a damn good one!

What if….what if I’m completely wrong about him? What if that picture was taken previously and someone just re-posted it? Could I be convincing myself he’s a cheater because of my general mistrust of men? Maybe its easier for me to believe he is untrustworthy, than to open myself up to the possibility of getting hurt.

Perception is such a big thing. I could be making up an elaborate story in my head, because it fulfills some sort of fantasy for ME. Maybe the idea of a torrid, illicit, affair just turns me on! 😉 Or maybe, I’m totally on the mark and just trying to make excuses for him because I like him so much. :p He DOES behave like a married man and I haven’t ever been to his place!

There is just something deliciously sexy about the idea of sleeping with a taken man. So sue me, I get wet over the naughtiness of it all! Playing the mistress role for a little bit can feel kind of… intoxicating.

Sigh…in any case our last rendezvous was absolutely DREAMY! 🙂 He was doing work in a southern state and he decided to fly me to him for a hot overnight! Unfortunately, I couldn’t make arrangements to stay longer, since he notified me at the last minute, but he had said I could stay for up to a week.

I hadn’t heard from him in like 3 weeks and he just popped up out of the blue and suggested this trip. He didn’t really even ASK if I wanted to come, just stated that he was planning on flying me out on Saturday to be with him. Fortunately, I happened to have the weekend free!

He did mention that he’d been in China, and he said he’d missed me. I never know though, with him, whether I will hear from him or not. I don’t go out of my way to contact him, just wait and see what happens. Telling myself he is married at least gives me a way to make sense out of it all.  Meanwhile, he’s the fantasy mystery guy.

It was so exciting and I felt like a princess!! He flew me business select and I got to be practically the first person on the plane each time. I don’t know if he paid or used his companion miles but I saw what the tickets cost when he sent me the choices for when I could come and return. Two one way tickets, would have been about $700. Not that that’s probably not pocket change to HIM, lol, but it would be a big deal to me!

I love, love, love traveling, even when its just a short little jaunt to someplace new! It’s so fun for me and I don’t get to do it often. When I arrived, he took me out to a really nice seafood restaurant for dinner too! Yum!!

The discussion was interesting and he really is a fascinating man. He’s like an extreme caricature of what I would consider “masculine”. Sometimes I find his thinking to be very overly logical and black and white, but he is incredibly intelligent and it shows.

He’s also so, so, soooo incredibly masculine and dominant in the bedroom!! He’s absolutely PERFECT in the sack. WOW! I can’t get over how much he turns me on!! He’s like the perfect combination of super dominant and super giving, that I absolutely LOVE!

He’s so good that I still let him go for anal, even though it hurts like hell and we haven’t been able to do it for very long, lol. 😉 It’s still not my favorite activity but by the time he tries it I’m usually drowning in oxytocin and wanting to give him anything and everything.

The last time (not this one) he even brought lube, and a toy! He said Trojan had been at some convention he was at and he bought this little vibrator. It was awesome!! He pulled it out and surprised me during sex, whispering in my ear that he had gotten me a little surprise. Just the tone of his voice when he said that to me STILL gives me tingles all through my pussy.

It was brand new, in the box. He ended up having to go and get a knife to open it, lol. Yet, he didn’t give it to me afterwards. I wonder what he did with it? Did he give it to his wife? Another woman? Throw it away? Hmmmm….haha

Anyway, he used it on me in multiple ways during sex and it felt sooo good. Then he lubed up my ass and used it on my clit during anal. It probably made it a little easier but it still hurt and I still bled after. We didn’t do it for very long.

This time, on our trip, we didn’t do all that, but I FINALLY got to experience HIM having an orgasm. He didn’t even cum with me the first 4 times we had sex, even after HOURS of fucking and blow jobs. I was trying to play it cool but it had me a little worried!

This time he came, after a nice long blow job and then thrusting really hard and fast while I was on my stomach. I figure maybe he was afraid to be that rough with me in the beginning. He’s super focused on getting ME off most of the time and probably needed to relax enough to be a bit selfish for a change, and get HIS.

Lest you think the sex was short this time, it wasn’t.  It was down to about 3 1/2 hours though, versus the 5 or 8 the last few times.  It was still amazing and we did have a little anal, though not for too long.  Did I mention how incredibly fantastic he is at going down on me?? Oh MY GOD!  Lol  So many men let that slack after a while.  He even licked my asshole. 😉  No qualms… I love guys like that!

In any case, I was relieved! He came all over my back and down the crack of my ass. Ahhhh… sweet satisfaction! 😉 He cuddled afterwards and was a gentleman all the way till the time he dropped me back off to go home, always opening my car door and all the little things we women love. 🙂 I’m still walking on air…

On another note, I heard again from the Cohort. He texted me at the beginning of the year and said he was thinking of me. He was halfway across the country for a relative’s wedding and it said it made him appreciate me and the time he had with me.

It felt good to hear that, but like every other time he has contacted me, it ended in reliving a lot of grief and pain. It just hurts so much to know he still thinks of me and cares, but not ENOUGH.

I’m still spending a fair amount of time with Radioman. I saw him the day before I left on the plane but I never told him I went anywhere. We see each other at least once a week and often more.

Its funny, sometimes he says things like how he misses having a woman at home, someone to cook for him, to be there to share his day with, to be part of his everyday life. I’m not sure if he’s hinting about that with ME, or not? I like him a lot but I just don’t know if I could go there. There are so many things, like his love of gambling and the way he’s like most men and would not want ME with anyone else, but might end up there himself!

Still, I really do enjoy him and the sex is good. We’ve seen a little more of each other lately because he got my employer to agree to a collaboration with the radio station for the next couple of months. It’s been fun seeing him in a professional setting, as well as in his bed. 😉

Most of the others have fallen by the wayside, at least for the time being. I’m okay with that, especially since its been cold and wintery and I feel more like cuddling in than going out on new dates or with new men. Hope 2016 is going well for all of you!!

A reluctant gangbang

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Tonight, I had a sort of gangbang. It was only 3 guys, so I don’t know that it officially “counts” but whatever. I’m also not feeling that great about it. It wasn’t what I set out to do. I should have known better.

My thing about gangbangs, is that its so easy to get pressured into fucking guys that I really don’t want, once I’m already there and naked. That’s kind of what happened tonight. I wanted to fuck one of the guys. The other ones, not so much.

Anyhow, the original PLAN, was supposedly for me to just meet up with ONE person, the Host’s cousin, from my stories Meeting Cousin #3 and Keeping it in the Family. He’s been hitting me up here and there for a bit, but I hadn’t made the time to see him. Tonight, I was like, what the Hell, it sounds kind of fun.

He texted me his address, which is about 15 minutes away, offhandedly mentioning that he has a woman but she wasn’t there. I later found out he is married and she was at work. Married ladies- do you know where your husbands are at while you are working? Probably gangbanging some girl in the guest room with all his buddies and family members. They’ll never say a word. :p

This is why, I would have a nearly impossible time trusting any man who told me he would never cheat. I’ve seen WAY too much of this stuff from the other end, from the time I was young. In fact, these guys remind me of a family I knew growing up, I think I’ve mentioned that.

Better, to just assume they are going to cheat, and that eventually I will too. So, stop worrying about it and just agree to do your own thing. That’s the angle I’m coming from now, anyhow.

To add to the semi nostalgic feeling, he told me he and his “partner” were over there “slappin bones”. Seems like that’s all the old black men in my neighborhood ever did when I was younger. Sit on their porch and drink beer and play dominoes, lol.

His neighborhood was very similar to the Married Man’s, and not too far away from him actually. He too, lives in an older, restored, mansion, in a place that is scattered with a combination of fixed up homes and total slums. He asked, when I arrived, if I was scared of the area and I was like, no, lol. It would take a lot for me to be afraid of a neighborhood.

He had me come in through the garage and backyard, where I was greeted at the back door by a giant pitbull. He was like “are you scared of dogs”? No, not that either. 😉

He fixed me up a paper plate with homemade lasagna. I asked and he said it was made by his wife. Nice. I’m sure she would really appreciate him feeding their guest. It was good though, along with a cold can of Hawaiian Fruit Punch.

His brother in law was there (his sister’s husband) and a baby nephew, who was cute and maybe 18 months old. He introduced me and we sat on the couch to eat and watch an episode of a show that is similar to Cheaters. Fitting.

Then he took me downstairs to show off his basement. Wow!! A GIGANTIC screen TV and lots of movies and gaming stuff, alongside a bunch of really nice leather couches and a massage chair. There was basically a whole gym down there with various excercise equipment that he claims he never uses. He had to show me the bathroom that had only urinals. This was definitely the “man cave”. It’s also where he had his table set up with dominoes. He had to point out the painting of a naked woman at the entrance when you go down the steps. He said that’s so you can walk by and “slap that ass”.

Upstairs was much like the Married Man’s house. It was decorated with lots of artsy paintings and antique looking items, as well as family photos. I didn’t get a chance to look close up, but I could see that his wife was black. We didn’t go to the top floor but he said the entire thing is the master bedroom and bath. He had an office and a room for his 21 year old, who is moved out of the house, as well as a guest room.

He said normally on Wednesday nights the guys come over to play dominoes and that he was in the process of telling them not to show up. Yeahhhh sure…. A guy shows up at the door. He was a bigger guy, though he wore his weight well and had an attractive face. They’ve known each other since 4th grade. He introduced me and mentioned he had 5 kids, as well as a nephew that he takes care of. The brother in law left and he gave the baby kisses goodbye, tossing him up in the air.

Once they were gone, he pulled me over to him on the couch and pulled his dick out. He gently took a hold of my hair and pulled me down to suck on it, while the other guy sat on the other end of the couch. After a few minutes he told me to follow him up to the guest room.

In there he wanted me to suck his dick more, kneeling while he sat in a chair. He pulled off my shirt and bra. Then he told me to go call the other guy and tell him to come watch me. He said he wanted to see what he would do. I laughed and wouldn’t do it.

He was persistent. He kept telling me to go call the guy. I shook my head no. He pulled my hair and got more insistent (not mean, just demanding). He said he wanted him to watch, that he likes to share with his friends. As he later told me, its only his good friends and cousins, he says it’s like sharing a good piece of chocolate, you only want to give it to people you know and like.

I finally aquiesced. What the hell. I guessed I’d be fucking him too.

I walked out of the bedroom in a pair of shorts and no shirt or bra and asked the guy to come upstairs. He willingly followed (ha). The Cousin wasn’t satisfied with me just inviting him in there. He wanted me to say “come watch me suck his dick”.

I wasn’t cooperating. I basically kept laughing it off. He held my face and turned it towards the other guy and said “say it, don’t be shy” and I shook my head. He kept at it, until I said what he asked me to. Then he had me suck his dick some more and was demanding that I look the BOTH of them in the eyes while doing so. The other guy, at this point, was lying on the floor next to me and the chair that the Cousin was sitting in.

Out of my peripheral vision I could see him stand up and start to unbutton his pants behind me. The Cousin pulled me off of him and turned my head towards the other guys dick, telling me to suck him too. I went ahead and did what he asked, though I wasn’t that thrilled about the second guy. He was alright.

The Cousin wanted me to get on the bed and suck HIS dick again while the other guy fucked me from behind. He wore a condom (everyone did) and was having trouble performing/getting it up. It wasn’t really that exciting but the Cousin was hard as a rock and I still wanted to fuck him again. More so than the guy behind me.

When he finally did start to fuck me it was 10 times better and I’m sure my reaction showed that. He’s a little rough but good nevertheless. He kept fucking me, much longer and harder than the guy before. He pinned me down with my legs up over my head and wouldn’t let me move even when it was hurting me a bit.

He wanted the other guy to put his dick in my mouth again but he didn’t. He was getting dressed to leave and go back home to his family, I guess. As he was getting ready to leave a car pulled up in front of the house and they could see out the window. They were trying to figure out who it was (supposedly).

Yeah, it was guy #3, someone I have fucked before, twice. Another one of the Host’s cousin’s. I wasn’t really keen on fucking him again, especially since the last time he and his other cousin had gotten too rough with me and tried to choke me on their dicks. I said I’d have to go soon and the Cousin promised to finish up fast before the other guy came up to the room.

But he didn’t. He kept going and going. It was pretty good actually but I wasn’t trying to fuck the other cousin. He came in the room and said “oh hi, its Lovergirl right?”. Yeah.. he took off his clothes and got on the bed. They wanted me to suck his dick while the Cousin fucked me from behind.

So I did. For what seemed like a very long time. My hair was a matted mess and it was hard to give a good blowjob while the other dude was pounding me, lol. I did what I could though. This cousin was also having erection issues. Maybe he really didn’t want to fuck me either, or could sense that I wasn’t that into him, IDK.

He came on my face once but played it off like he hadn’t. The guy behind me was bossing me around and telling me to suck his dick so I think he didn’t want to let him know. So I had to suck his limp, already came, dick, back up again while I was being slammed from behind. It took a while.

He started getting a bit impatient with the Cousin, who was fucking me this way and that. Like, come on man, give me a turn. He did but it didn’t last long, he had already cum and was still struggling with his erection.

The Cousin got up and went in the other room to take a phone call, wanting me to suck this guy’s dick, but I started getting dressed. He apologized, saying he’d worked several 12 hour days and was tired. Yeah, whatever.

We made small talk and I was half dressed to go home when the Cousin showed up again. He was like wait! I’m not done with you yet! I haven’t even busted a nut! He shook his head at the other guy leaving and started to take my clothes back off, promising he’d be done in “5 minutes”.

For the next half hour plus, we kept fucking. It was pretty good and he likes to talk a lot (which I like) but I wouldn’t promise to see him again when he kept asking. Then he started getting all obsessed with wanting to fuck my ass.

He was holding my legs over my head, saying look at that asshole, look at that perfect heart shape, just let me “kiss” it with my dick…just put in the tip. I kept saying no, so he’d stick a finger in there and try to lube it up with spit, while playing with my clit.

He promised he wouldn’t do it this time but said next time for sure he is getting that ass. Uh…yeah, there goes another reason not to go back, lol. In fact, I still hurt a bit from his FINGER. Ugh…

When it was over he asked me to choose “in your throat or on your face?” I said on my face and he covered me like a glazed donut. He got a washcloth for me to wipe it off and walked me back down to the kitchen for a can of pop, after we got dressed. He walked me to my vehicle and hugged me goodbye, saying he definitely wants to see me again. I’m thinking probably not…

They’re baaacck!! ;)

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Well, I am moved to the big city!! So far, so good, and I am happy here. It’s like night and day from where I was living before. A few things suck, like the maintenance issues I have been dealing with regarding my new place, and the fact that it’s like two more weeks before they will hook up my internet. However, all that should only be temporary. If you are reading this, its because I managed to use my phone as a hot spot long enough to post, lol. 😉

In the men department, of course, many things have changed. I kind of left a few guys in the dust when I bailed town. Some of them weren’t too happy about it. Others, I’m not as sure. I’ve been having some issues with my phone not recieving texts, which may have made my departure seem even colder than it was meant to be.

I debated and debated with myself about contacting the married man when I moved up here. I didn’t want to be the one to cause him to stumble, but it was sooo tempting to want to text and be like “hey neighbor” to let him know I was in town and close by. Turns out I didn’t have to. 😉 HE contacted ME, out of the blue, the Friday before I was set to move!!

His text read “come to *the City* this weekend and let me make it up to you”. When I told him I was MOVING up that weekend he was in shock, lol, and totally excited! He said “you just made my day”. 😉 He was profusely apologetic for what happened the last time, when we didn’t have sex due to his guilt, and said that things aren’t what “he thought” at home. Whatever that means…. I didn’t ask.

After he found out about my move, he started in with some demands. He said now that I am coming his way I need to know that he doesn’t like to share with other men. According to him, he planned to have me so “touched out” I wouldn’t need anyone else anyway. Then he started getting onto me about the swinger parties (which he never did when I wasn’t close by) and claiming he was worried about std’s.

I’m pretty sure that is not the case. I mean this is a guy who fucked me bareback, within minutes of meeting me the first time, off Craigslist, lol. Whatever. He was sooo “concerned” that he put on a condom this time though, for about 30 seconds, before ripping it off and throwing it on the floor.

It was weird though, the sex this time wasn’t all that great. I mean, it was still good, but nothing like I remember. It was pretty much like fucking any other guy. I’m not really sure what it was, if it was me, or him, or just a change in the chemistry. I admit to being a little bit irritated with him beforehand too, about his attitude, and because he showed up WAY later than expected and kept saying he’d be there in a little bit. Maybe emotionally I was just put off. Not sure what was going on there.

He’d been pushing hard to see me that night and I was putting him off because I’d already invited Mr. Firm to come help me christen my new house. 😉 We didn’t have plans set in stone or anything, it was just a maybe, but the Married Man had contacted me after, so he was kind of the backup plan. When he started exhibiting all the typical madonna/whore stuff, and I’d been all happy chatting with Mr. Firm, who doesn’t do that, right before….he just seemed less exciting, or something.

I will say though, that I am still impressed with Mr. Married Man’s ability to unsnap a bra strap with more ease than I’ve ever seen anyone do it in my life, lmao. I’m like how does he DO that?? He can get it off even more easily than me, with one hand, in like half a second.

He seemed super tall to me for some reason too. Maybe because I wasn’t wearing heels for a change. I was in socks when he came to the door and he seemed like a giant when he had to bend down to kiss me lol. He’s 6’1″, just seemed bigger than he used to be. It HAS been over a year since we last slept together and the last time I saw him he was seated in his car.

The other returning man has been the Pilot!! We’ve still kept in touch all this time, but it has mostly been sporadic. He had told me at some point that he was falling for a woman at work and thinking about something serious with her, which totally turned me off. I told him I didn’t want to be fucking him in that situation and he thought that I was being dramatic. It just bothered me, and I didn’t want to be put again into a situation like I was with the Professor, or the Producer, or any of these guys where I ended up getting hurt because they wanted to treat me as second best.

Anyhow, when he heard I was moving his direction, he made it clear he’d like to spend some more time with me again. I didn’t even ask about the other woman. It had been months ago when he mentioned that. He invited me to be his partner for this group where they were supposed to be having “orgies during the day” at lunchtime, once or twice a month. I was unsure but agreed to come to the meet and greet and check it out.

He came to pick me up and my 22 year old sister was here to babysit. We were both dressed up and pretending to be going to some sort of a luncheon. My sister later said to me “OMG, he’s cute AND he has a nice car, I need to hang out with you more often!!” LOL

Anyhow, he’d asked me to wear a dress, with the plan being that we would meet these people then find a place to fuck each other after. So I was in a short, shiny, silver, tank dress and heels. He kept telling me I looked especially hot. He also was “warning” me about things now that I am living closer to the big city swinger scene. He said to be careful.

I couldn’t really get him to be specific, so not sure what he meant, but he was concerned about me being a single woman and how the guys would act now that I’m living up here. I told him I’d gone to some of the Host’s parties (he knows him) and he didn’t really like that. He said he doesn’t like to compete, and mostly stays away from that sort of thing (which I don’t really get because here we are on our way to an orgy group…).

We showed up at the meeting spot, which was a park gazebo, yet nobody arrived. I have no idea where he “met” these folks online, but it wasn’t the swinger site. I’m suspecting Craigslist, because he was vague when I asked and I’ve had another “orgy party” that failed through there too once, with the Prof. He had also informed me that we were using fake names for this party beforehand.

I don’t think either one of us was too terribly disappointed that it didn’t work out. He’d given me some fair warning beforehand that it might not. After about 20 minutes we got back in the car to find a place to have fun on our own.

He kept driving in circles, checking out parking lot after parking lot. I suspect it was mostly because he wanted to talk. He started telling me about this woman again. He still has feelings for her but they have only had sex once. He’s her boss at work and he’s had some issues there with gossip lately. It sounds like a mess and he’s obviously got it bad.

He said he was surprised I didn’t ask about her and I didn’t comment. Her name, he told me, is almost the same as mine. :p She told him her “tarot card reader” said she shouldn’t mess with him anymore and has some issue with an extremely abusive ex boyfriend. She had just texted him that day though, to ask him to come see her new house (she is moving too) and he wanted to know if I thought that meant she wanted to start seeing him again. SMH…

Anyway, it was kind of starting to kill the mood and I’m wondering if we are even going to have sex. He did sort of apologize and comment on that right before. He was like “this probably isn’t a good time to be discussing this”. Ya think?? 😛

After driving me through a million parking lots and pointing out a club he said he was wanting to show me that is “Lifestyle friendly but not a Lifestyle club” we finally settled on what looked like the parking lot of a nursing home. Right smack dab in the middle of it. There was no one around, though I suppose anyone could have looked out their window, lmao.

He came around and stood next to the passenger side of the car, unbuckling his pants. I sucked his dick. Then he had me get out and bend over the seat while he fucked me a little bit from behind. It felt really good but after a few minutes he started to get uneasy and wanted to move to another place.

We drove to the back side of the parking lot of a large health club and went at it again. This time he was in a better position to see who was coming and going. I have to admit it was pretty hot. He kept saying “God you are sooo wet”. He asked me where I wanted him to cum and I said anywhere but inside me. So he told me to turn around and take it in my mouth. He came a lot and I managed to swallow most of it, though I got a bit in my hair and on my arm.

Then he drove me home and we talked some more. I just don’t know. The whole thing still bothers me. I guess maybe it shouldn’t, but it makes me feel used. I didn’t tell him any of that though.

Maybe I’ve just been emotional lately (recently finished my period) but I got to thinking about it a lot and why it bugs me so much. On one hand I do enjoy casual sex and I am fine with it with some people, but I still really crave a close emotional relationship with SOMEONE.

All the current men in my life…they already have someone who they are “in love” with, but it isn’t me. I even met and had sex with a new guy the other day, and he seems like he has someone already too. He was trying to tell me we are going to have threesomes, and I noticed when he was showing me pictures on his phone that this one girl’s face just kept popping up.

Theres really not a lot to tell about that guy, lol. I met him on Plenty of Fish. He’s some kind of a golf star and has trophies all over the place and pictures of himself in “Golf Digest”. He lasted about 30 seconds in bed and then maybe a couple minutes for the second round. We had dinner at his house and he cooked me some ribs, macaroni and bbq beans, lol. It was good and then he wanted a massage. He seemed a little selfish overall, and crazy, because he was telling me I need a mixed baby and that maybe in a couple of years he and I could have one (!!). However, he has been nice in offering to have someone who works for him (he owns an auto shop) come look at the A/C in my vehicle. I don’t know, not super into him but may give it another try. I’m not too keen on the threesome idea though.

Anyway, I guess I’m just feeling a little unloved. Its not like I have time to devote to a real relationship and I realize that, but I do ache for some attention and affection, in more ways than just sex. I think I’m lovable, but I’m not sure anyone else sees it.

Society says men only fall in love with you if you don’t sleep with them and I’m not sure there isn’t some truth behind that. Trying to play that game though, seems so fake. I guess I just want someone to be able to see me for who I am and fall in love with that, instead of an image I put forth to “trick” them into something. I’m not holding my breath. :p

The conflicted married man

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Many times on this blog I have mentioned the man that was the best sex of my life.  If you recall, he is married, but I didn’t realize that at the beginning.  We met for what was supposed to be a one night stand, which turned into a little more. 

It’s been over a year since I saw him last but we still keep in contact.  He often asks me to meet up at times that are inconvenient or impossible.  Other times we set up plans and he flakes out.  If it were anyone else I probably would have been done a long time ago, but he is A-MAZING and I let things slide.

I figure he’s married and I know that it is hard to plan, especially with him living a few hours away.  Nevertheless, it gets annoying at times, being cancelled on.  Still, we are talking about a man, who within minutes of meeting me, off Craigslist, at a hotel, managed to make me cum REPEATEDLY, like 50 times in an hour and a half time period.  This, after me having NEVER been able to cum with another man before in my life!!  He’s like some kind of superhuman sex God, I’m not even kidding!!  After that it just got better!!

We’ve actually only met up a couple of times.  The rest of it has been this flaky, weird behavior with him that I keep talking about.  Married man shit.  Yet, we text, he asks me about the guys I meet and the swinger parties, and of course wants an occasional picture.  Once his wife caught him texting me and that was a problem.  Still, 3 weeks later he was contacting me again and even added me on Facebook. 

He’s cool, I like him, but it is not an emotional thing, other than right after having sex because he does tend to affect me.  He was talking crazy, with this stuff about me moving into one of the houses he owns, having his baby and paying me 3,000 a month to do so.  I thought at first he was just saying that because we were so into the sex and it was part of a fantasy, but he has brought up me moving there at other times and again said things about wanting to get me pregnant.

On Facebook, and from the things he has told me about his life and kids, he appears to be the ideal, upstanding, church-going, family man.  His wife posts cutesy pictures of the two of them together and tags him in it.  She is pretty and seems sweet from all I can see.  The kids are adorable and one is actually from another mother, who oddly enough is now dating a guy I went to high school with!  So I see their pics on there too, lol. 

Anyhow, that’s the backstory.  He makes good money and travels a lot for his business. He lives a few hours away in a big city, but when we originally met he was here for some sort of convention. 

A couple of days ago he texted me saying he had plans to see a client in a town that was about an hour from here.  He had deliberately scheduled it at the end of his day hoping to see me before he had to head home. Letting me know a day in advance is an improvement on his usual “hey I am in xyz town can you be here in a couple of hours” type texts. I said I would check and see if my ex would take the kids and if so, sure I would try and meet up.

It all worked out and I gps’d it and was heading his direction.  He’d made sure to check with me ahead of time and warn me that he would be in meetings and unable to answer the phone until after that was over but said just start driving.  He wanted me to come earlier but I wasn’t able to head out until after my ex came home at 6. 

I was on the road, on a highway I’ve never taken, when he called to ask where I was at.  He said not to meet him there after all but in a different city, that he thought was closer.  I was familiar with the second city but was going completely in a different direction, well parallel, to it.  Unfortunately I had driven a ways before we figured that out.  It was dark, my gps on my phone kept saying it couldn’t access data and neither one of us knew for sure where the hell I actually was.

I finally got it to take me back to the familiar highway that would get me to the city he wanted to meet up in, but I had to drive 22 miles to get there, on some scary, dark, back roads.  Did I mention I was wearing heels?  Not just heels, but heels and a bra and panties, with a trench coat, per his request.  I did bring some other clothing but had mostly stripped it off due to the cold sweat I had broken out in from all the stress of being lost in the dark.  I was also without ANY kind of phone service for the 22 miles I was on that road.  Ugh.  I was driving around all these curves, in heels and lingerie, terrified, in the dark, on some back country road in the middle of nowhere. 

NO ONE else could have gotten me to do this, lol.  I swear.  He is just way too freaking good in bed!!  Still, I was a tad irritated.  Then I finally get to a city I recognize and am finally able to call him. It turns out I have BACKTRACKED on that freaking highway.  I’m only about 15 miles out of town and still need to drive almost an hour more.  Sigh….

I asked if it was getting too late, if he still wanted me to come.  He vacillated a bit because he wanted to get home at a decent hour, but said he REALLY wanted to fuck me.  I kept driving.

Finally, I arrive in the parking lot off the highway, where he is waiting in his car.  I get out, in my trench coat and heels and walk over.  He lets me in and I ask where he wants to go now.

He says “there is something we need to talk about”.  Oh God, this doesn’t sound good.  What could it possibly be?

His wife had just called him, telling him she loves him.  Now he is feeling guilty.  He doesn’t think he can do this.  He didn’t used to feel guilty but he had promised her and God that he wouldn’t do this anymore and now here he is and she calls to tell him she loves him.

I say it’s ok.  I understand and I am not mad at him.  He apologizes.  Then he just stares at me.  “I want to fuck you so bad”.  “God, I want to fuck you so bad”.  He grabs my hair and keeps staring, lustfully, and stroking my head.  He goes in for a kiss, then pulls away, looking guilty.  “I can’t do this”. 

I said it’s ok.  He says he wants to fuck me so bad but he promised and he needs to be a better man.  He keeps apologizing and says he will fill my tank up with gas.  I said it’s ok, I don’t want you to hurt anyone or feel guilty.  I’m not mad at you.  He keeps staring and staring at me.

Then, suddenly he starts driving.  I was like “where are we going?” and he wouldn’t answer.  The look in his eyes was almost crazy.  I asked again and he said nothing, making me start to freak out inside.  It was dark and he was driving me towards the woods.  I was like “where are you taking me?” and he pulled over in a dark parking lot corner near the woods. 

He started kissing me and pulled open my coat.  His mouth went down to my nipples and he started sucking on them.  Then he pulled away and looked guilty again.  “I can’t”.  He said he wanted me really badly but he loves his wife. I said it’s okay, I understand.  I’m not mad.  You can take me back to my van.

He kept apologizing as we drove back and had me follow him out to the gas station.  He put about $25 in my tank and asked if that was enough.  I said it was and he said “I’m sorry” and that he felt bad having me drive all the way up there.  I said it was okay and he looked at me again before turning away to walk in the convenience store.

I drove off and halfway home texted “goodnight :/”.  He said “sorry” and when I got all the way back I said “sometimes temptation is hard to resist”.  He was most likely home with his wife by then, and never responded.

Sigh.  I really wanted to fuck him.  But I also feel bad.  I’m not trying to be a homewrecker or tear apart anyone’s happy family.  I really do think he loves her and she is probably a great wife.  From what I gather I think he has most likely been a serial cheater, though he did say it’s been a long time since he did anything. 

I struggled a little bit, feeling rejected, but I know and understand his reason.  Still, a big part of me wanted to tempt him to fuck me again anyway.  The other part is going “awww….how sweet, he’s such a good guy” and partly feeling guilty for leading him astray. 

I wonder if I’m ever going to hear from him again?  Can he really keep it up, resisting temptation?  He told me when we first met that he thinks he is a sex addict.  He said “you are too, aren’t you?  I can tell”.  According to him, he’s never met a woman like me, that was already such a freak before meeting him, though he claims he’s turned others out.  He couldn’t believe I just walked up to his hotel room to fuck after communicating on Craigslist and said he’d never expect that from a woman of my caliber and looks. 

Anyway, I’m a tad bit torn.  I want him to be happy and not feel so guilty but again I don’t want to give him up!  I know his wife would never leave him in a million years.  He’s too good in bed, makes good money and is a good dad.  A woman’s dream.

 Ladies, if you ever want to keep a guy from cheating, now you know.  Let him know you love him and make him feel guilty.  Seems like it works better than anything else I know of.  He said before he didn’t used to feel guilt about it.  Now he does.  I’m guessing they must be trying to work on their relationship, maybe with counseling or something.

Anyhow, that’s where we are at.  I hope if he ever decides to cheat again though, that it is with me.  I won’t interfere if he is doing what he believes is right but if he changes his mind I am not going to fight that either!  I couldn’t, he is just too darn good!!  I guess he has been living vicariously through me a bit with the stories of my life and parties and all that too. 

Now I know why he is so darn flaky.  I hate the guilt.  Yet I really do understand.  I felt that way too, at times, when I was cheating on my husband, even though I felt it was with good reason.  It took me awhile to come to terms with it all. 

I felt a little resentful that he seemed to be putting me in the role of evil, seductive, temptress but I have to remember he is deeply entrenched in Christianity too.  He is the moral, upright, kind of guy you see in church every Sunday and Wednesday night.  Kinda like my ex husband.  Yet the sex, OMG, I have never felt so much passion out of someone in my life.  He said he felt the same way about me.  I wonder if he will cave?

 

 

My latest Craigslist date

uncomfortable date

Last night I went on a date with a Puerto Rican man I met through the casual encounters section of Craigslist.  I had posted an ad saying I was looking for a man who really knew his way around the bedroom and a woman’s body and he was one of the first responders that seemed attractive so I agreed. 

The first picture he sent me had sunglasses on.  He looked cute enough but I wasn’t sure so I requested one where I could see his eyes.  I hate it when guys use pics that don’t show their eyes.  He obliged and from the pic he looked pretty hot! 

I said I preferred to meet first in public to make sure we were both who we said we were, so he offered to take me out to dinner.  Good deal and he seemed really nice.  There was no mention of sex, but I was kind of assuming that was in the cards if things worked out, considering the nature of my ad and that it was in the NSA section of Craigslist, lol.

From the discussion we had beforehand he sounded like a pretty good guy.  He is 38, military and just moved here from Alaska for a job where he supervises men on the shooting range.  He has a degree in Graphic Arts with a concentration on social sciences and small business administration.  Previously, he was stationed in Afghanistan and Iraq and says this is kind of a “break” for him.  All this made him sound reasonably decent and normal so I was looking forward to meeting.

A lot of other men responded to my ad and I wasn’t interested in most of them, but there were a couple more I kind of liked.  One in particular, who was trying to get me to drop my date and come see him instead, but I didn’t want to be disrespectful so I told him maybe at a later time.  Eventually my ad was flagged and taken down, as usual.  There were also a couple of men from the swinger site who were going to be in town and one even emailed me during and after the date wanting me to meet him at his hotel room but I wasn’t so sure about that one anyway and didn’t respond.  By the time I got his messages I was already on my way to pick up the kids.

Anyhow, Mr. Puerto Rican seemed dependable and sure enough he showed up when he said he would, riding into town on his motorcycle.  He lives where there is a military base, about an hour and a half away.  Actually, my fuck buddy is there too and maybe the bulk of the more attractive men in this area.  Us ladies can always count on military bases for an influx of fresh meat. 😉 The ex-cop came from that direction as well.

Like a lot of guys, he wanted ME to pick the restaurant.  Understandable, since he hasn’t been to this town in over a decade, but I hate it when men want me to choose.  It’s like, he’s paying and I don’t want to pick anything out of his price range, so I don’t know what to say.  I know restaurants that I would love to dine in but it would make me feel bad if he spent tons of money and I ended up not wanting to have sex. 

I wasn’t sure so he suggested we meet downtown.  A lot of the restaurants there are pretty pricy and I kept thinking of this really nice Italian place where the Prof dropped about $75 on me for our first date, but I wasn’t about to suggest that, and honestly thinking of him just hurts right now.  Even anything close to there would remind me of him. 

My indecisiveness caused him to say he’d be waiting for me at a gas station and he gave me the address so I drove there in my super cool minivan (ha) and pulled up next to his bike (which actually is pretty nice).  I smiled and waved and got out and talked to him for a few.  He was wearing sunglasses and I had to ask him to take them off again so I could see him better.

He looked like his picture.  His face was attractive but not as attractive as I’d imagined in my head.  He was clearly built and muscular, though he was wearing a leather jacket and it was like 80 degrees.  The thing that got to me was his VOICE.  It wasn’t the Puerto Rican accent, though he did have one, but the nasally sound of it.  Almost like one of those cartoonish depictions of a Mexican, lol. Visions of Cheech and Chong in Up in Smoke danced in my head.  I could almost hear him say “hey man, am I driving okay? Man, I think we’re parked!”  He didn’t say “man” though, haha.

He stood at about 5’8”, which is the same height as a lot of the guys I’ve slept with/dated, including the guy I had the affair with, my fwb, my fuck buddy, the Professor.  However, I was in a sundress and heels (I think they are about 4 inches) and felt unnecessarily tall.  I think I was just getting that “vibe” from him that he didn’t like it.  My fuck buddy is like that too, when I wore heels on a date the minute we got to the hotel room he was like “take those damn things off” because he didn’t like me being too tall.  I’m only 5’6” but lately a lot of people have been making me feel too tall.  WTF?  Sure enough, he later commented on my height, saying he was expecting me to be shorter.  Sigh….

Anyhow, I suggested maybe we get Mexican food, but he wasn’t down with that.  He said Puerto Ricans hate Mexican food and spicy stuff.  Okay then, Applebees?  LOL  He agreed and said he would follow me there. 

Unfortunately, though the drive would normally have been about 5 minutes, it ended up being much longer because we got stuck in the middle of some kind of parade/car show.  Meanwhile I’m kind of watching him follow behind me on the motorcycle and trying to decide if there was any chemistry between us.  I wasn’t really feeling it.

FINALLY we arrived and since it’s in the middle of this little show going on it was PACKED but we managed to get a seat fairly quickly.  The waitress arrived and he was complaining to her about them not having drinks large enough for him.  He didn’t order any alcohol but I got a mango margarita and some margarita lime chicken and he got himself one of these triple appetizer plates PLUS a full meal that he proceeded to scarf down.  By now he’s taken off the jacket and his shirt is covered with spots of sweat.  I can vaguely smell it from across the table.

He spent almost the entire time talking about himself.  I didn’t get much of a word in edgewise so he later decided I was “shy”.  Dammit.  Clearly I’m coming across this way to guys lately, but it’s really not the case.  I guess I’m situationally shy sometimes but mostly I was just listening to him and asking occasional questions.

During the course of the conversation it came out that he is MARRIED.  He is married to a 22 year old Russian woman who is trying to get her green card and he says after another year, when she gets it, they will divorce.  Meanwhile he says she spends all his money on purses and shoes and doesn’t do anything and that he feels he is a good guy for not making her work like a slave, as other men would do.  :::Blink, blink:::::  He goes on to tell me how he could be beating her and stuff but he doesn’t.  Gee, how thoughtful and kind of him.  Then he goes into detail about the amount of extra money he gets from the military for having a wife. 

Also, he mentions how aggressive he was/is growing up and how women always told him he is “crazy”.  Gee, that’s encouraging me to want to sleep with him…not!  He adds that he got his first wife put in jail.  Later he says it’s because she attacked him out of jealousy and went after him with a gun.  He said she was holding it up against him and he was holding her back and unloading the gun with his other hand while bullets were dropping all over the floor, then she chased him to his car and he ran out there half naked and she was beating on him and another guy came out there with a gun pointing it at him thinking it was his fault and the police showed up.  Nice story for a first date.

Oh yeah, and he told me his “secret” for when women attack him.  He says he just grabs their purse and throws it out a window or door because women care so much about their makeup and stuff that they will run after the purse rather than attack him and then he has the upper hand and can lock them out or whatever.  According to him this “always” works, as apparently he has needed this technique frequently.

He talks about how he grew up Catholic and was supposed to be a priest but that didn’t happen due to everyone saying he was too aggressive and violent.  He tells me women love violent and aggressive men that beat them and he thinks the secret is that they are good behind closed doors ::: wink, wink:::  Some comments are thrown in about how all “Hispanics” run their own “business” and he does that too.  It sounded like he was alluding to drug deals, though he didn’t outright say it.

He went on to describe his secrets for picking up women in areas like this.  Pretending to need help with things like square dancing lessons and country line dancing because they LOVE it when you try to dance like them, but he really doesn’t care for country music.  Bahahaha….  Offhandedly, he mentions that all men are secretly “evil”.  He says there really are no good men in the world, that if you put them behind closed doors they would all do bad things and sleep with underage girls.  I hadn’t brought up the topic, he did it all on his own, lol, so I asked if women were the same way, secretly “evil” and he said no. Damn.  He did say though that usually we are bipolar.  That is why women attack guys all the time.

Given his philosophies on life he was strangely non-sexual.  I was quite relieved that he didn’t try anything on me, though also surprised.  Maybe he just wanted my feminine company, a listening ear?  Or maybe he wasn’t attracted to me?  WTF?  Am I that bad?  Sheesh.

Afterwards, he suggested we watch the parade for a bit and talk. At some point an 11-12 year old girl came up and wanted him to take a picture of her with his motorcycle and he obliged and was friendly.  He asked me what I thought about him and at first I kind of shrugged and said IDK, and he was like really?   Anyway, I thanked him for dinner and said I needed to get my kids and he gave me a peck on the cheek before leaving.  He asked when I am available and said maybe we could meet another time. He later texted that he’d had a good time and thank you!

It kind of reminded me of the guy who gave me the flowers and showed virtually no sexual intent but now and then hits me up again saying he likes me.  HE actually texted me during the date asking if I was free and I didn’t respond until afterwards but he didn’t try and meet then.  I don’t get it.

It’s killing me that I’m having such dry luck and the Prof is off having the time of his life when he’s the one that hurt me in the first place.  Yes I did sleep with a couple of guys since then, but nothing worth continuing.  Ugh.  I think I wanted him to know he hurt me because I deliberately went and looked at his profile this morning and made it where he can see that I did.  I have no intention of talking to him further, just wanted to make it clear that I saw. 

It was probably dumb and maybe now he’s gloating over that fact, but if he cared at all I’d hope he’d also have some guilt.  I would have felt kinda bad if the Jamaican guy had verified me on the site and he saw that, even though I view the breakup as more his fault.  Part of me might have been feeling vindicated but I also would never want to hurt someone that I loved and cared about.  He’s a guy though so probably just wanting to drive the knife in deeper, or reveling in the fact that he outdid me.  I don’t know. 

I know I should leave it and him alone, and that doing otherwise probably makes me look desperate and pathetic.  So I’m not planning on looking any more.  I may even avoid the site altogether after today.  Just had to do that one little thing.  Maybe reach out enough that if there is anything left or any chance I will hear from him again, he will let me know.  I doubt it, but will see.  :/  I just checked though after writing this and he did look back at mine.

It’s not that there aren’t other men in the world and I don’t know that eventually I could find a great one, it’s that I really still have feelings for him.  I thought we had a really good thing and I wanted it to work out so badly.  Why does it have to be so hard? :/

It’s a small world after all

So awhile back Mr. Best Sex on the Whole Entire Planet Married Guy added me on Facebook. I was a bit surprised and hoped that didn’t clue his wife in because she caught him texting me at least once before. In any case, apparently it wasn’t that big of a deal and he was back to contacting me 3 weeks later. I highly suspect he is a serial cheater and I’m pretty sure his wife would never leave him. I sure wouldn’t if I were her. The sex is too damn good! LOL Plus he appears to be a great dad and has lots of money. Not worth leaving just because he’s a cheater, at least in my opinion, but if I were her I’d just get mine sometimes too.

He lives in the large metropolitan area of a big city that is 30 minutes away from my hometown. So I did a quick check to make sure we didn’t have any mutual friends. We don’t so I figured that was cool and went on to look at a few pics of his wife, who looks beautiful and happy. I briefly hoped my non emotional relationship with him is not hurting her in any way, but I’m thinking it’s pretty common behavior for him and at least we aren’t emotionally involved. Then of course I noticed their ADORABLE children. I texted to tell him how freaking cute his kids are and hadn’t checked back on his page since. He doesn’t post often and occasionally I’ll see a pic of him with his siblings or family.

So today, he texts me to ask if I know a particular guy, who is on my friends list. Why yes, we went to high school together. I wouldn’t say I know him SUPER well, and I know I haven’t slept with him but we ran with the same crowd and there is always the possibility I may have given him a blow job or something and not written it down. What can I say, my memory about that kind of stuff sucks, lol. I asked why he wanted to know and he didn’t text back. Typical, he’s a very flaky guy and I attribute it to being married.

Okay, so just a little while ago I sat down and decided to look the guy up on my Facebook to see why he wanted to know if I knew him. He’s not friends with him. Okay, so I go to HIS friends list and click on the box that says they are friends of his that I might know. Low and behold, there is a girl who is friends with my baby sister and a few other people I know, and 3 more people that are friends with my stepsister and a few more that are friends with other friends of mine. Ha!

I text to tell Mr. Sex God about it and he texts back that the guy he mentioned earlier is his oldest child’s mother’s boyfriend. (Guess he hasn’t been married all that long, or else he had his child out of wedlock, I’d just assumed this child was with his current wife). Ahhhhh….. What cracks me up is that the guy in question actually has a very similar look to Mr. Sex God. Like, they could totally be brothers. I said I can see why she chose him after you, you all have that look and he didn’t comment, lmao. Hope I didn’t upset him ;).

What’s funny is that I happened to meet Mr. Sex God, HERE, while he was on a business trip. He lives almost 3 hours away. I met him on Craigslist and went straight to his hotel and we were having sex within 5 minutes of me showing up. It’s one of my more daring recent sexual escapades and was kind of “unlike” my usual behavior. Actually it’s the first time I’d fucked anyone off Craigslist (but not the last). He claims it was his first time too, though who knows, he’d also claimed he was single and later admitted to being married.

It cracks me up that he knows who this guy is. At first I was actually a bit afraid they might know each other some other way and he might talk to him about me. I was a wild child back in high school and who knows what kind of information he could have to offer about me or what tales he could tell. The guy knows plenty of guys I’ve had sex with, though nowadays he is a worship leader at a big church, so obviously either hiding a bit of HIS past or possibly the present as well (like Mr. Married Dude does, he is a churchgoer also). Either way, I’m not too worried. I know neither is going to put me on blast due to having their own secrets to keep.

It’s just too funny! I went to see who the girlfriend/baby mama is too and she is gorgeous and a model! Sometimes I’m really surprised that Mr. Married Guy seems to like me so much. I’m decent looking but nothing like that. Still when we first met off Craigslist, both before and after we had sex, he kept saying how gorgeous he thought I was. It didn’t seem like he was just saying that either, he seemed genuinely surprised and said I looked even better than my pics and that the sex was as amazing for him as it is for me.

Not that he is known for being 100% truthful or anything, lmao. The second time we had sex he made a crazy proposal to me that I should come live in an extra house that he has with my children and he would pay me 3000 dollars a month if I would have his baby. While that actually sounds fabulous I was pretty sure he was full of shit. He didn’t mention it again until recently and this time it was only the house part, haha. I kinda figure that was some sort of tale to get me lost in the fantasy style sex.

In any case, he makes me FEEL really good so I don’t really care, I just take whatever he says with a big grain of salt and we seem to get along fine. He told me that first night that he is a bit of a “sex addict” and I had to agree that I am too. He says even with all the women he’s been with that I stand out because most women wouldn’t do what I did and just walk up to his hotel and fuck him, lmao. Actually, here is the ad I originally responded to 😉 I am a naughty girl. 🙂

In town on business Tues. and Wed. and looking for some fun. Me, 6’1″, 205, athletic build. Black, well hung. Very sexual and gets my ultimate pleasure by getting a woman to reach her max multi-time. Has pics to share. (The title said something about fulfilling all my fantasies).

Well, he wasn’t lying and it definitely wasn’t a mistake!! I’ve never had that good of sex in my LIFE, ever. We’ve only managed to actually get together a couple of times so far due to logistics and flakiness on his part and difficulty travelling on mine, but I know someday it will happen again. He likes to randomly text and let me know he is thinking of me and he asks about the swinger parties and the Professor and sends an occasional naughty pic and vice versa.

Just so you all can get an idea of HOW GOOD he is, here is an excerpt of something I wrote after that first night together. This was less than a year ago and actually really the first time I’ve ever been able to have orgasms WITH a guy. I have had a lot of pretty good sex with very experienced guys and a lot of solo orgasms, but until him I’d never experienced this or multiple orgasms or vaginal ones. HE was/is AMAZING in the sack!! (So is the Professor, who is nearly as good, but objectively this dude TAKES THE CAKE- cookie? 😉 ha)

I am still trying to figure out what happened myself! Lol I think it was a combination of all of that, really. I mean he was really sensual and paying attention to all of me but in a very dominant and non-supplicative way. He was obviously really enjoying every minute of it too and that made me feel really good. He was dominant, but not aggressive or mean, which is typical of what I like in other guys too.

Anyway, it definitely helped that he was so amazing with his tongue and started out that way. I had never actually cum from oral before though I love it and many times have gotten close, but he made me cum like 3 or 4 times that way before actually having sex. He had my hips and legs pinned down where I couldn’t move away from him at all and clearly loved doing it. He was relaxed and didn’t appear to be rushing through it just to get to the “fun stuff” for himself, lol and no trying to get me in a 69 which id already told him I don’t really like because it is distracting and I like to focus. He did a lot of different stuff with his tongue and the pressure was just perfect, but didn’t use his fingers at all.

The sex-I don’t think I could even remember all the positions we were in, most were things I’ve done before but he had a way of hitting all kinds of different angles with his cock and would just keep going at one angle until I came then pause and start in on another angle! I didn’t even know that many angles existed lol, and I have been with guys who like to hit different spots but not to that extent. He even had me in some positions I’m not as crazy about normally and managed to make me cum like that. He did seem to like driving in too deep occasionally to where it hurt me but he would stop when I asked him to.

He had a lot of control and was holding me in ways where I couldn’t move most of the time. He wasn’t too rough, though he did bite my neck some and do a little hair pulling and spanking (but it seems everyone does that). Much of the time he was touching other parts of my body, running his hands all over my skin, kissing me, sucking on my toes or breasts, playing with my hair,etc. Very romantic-like. He didn’t cum for a very long time and just kept going and going. I’d cum and he’d ask if he’s got everything yet and id say yes! Lol and he’d just laugh and start something new.

The dominance was definitely a factor, though I’ve been with some pretty dominant guys before. Even when he had me on top of him he was holding me up against him (with my feet on the bed instead of my knees) so he could be the one doing all the moving. I am actually still sore from some of those positions (like my stomach muscles and thighs, not what you are thinking, ha) so got a good workout, lol.

oh, and he did that thing with his cock where he would push up against me and kind of grind around inside in a circular motion where his pubic bone or something was stimulating my clit at the same time. It felt amazing lol and every time he’d start to pull away there would be a bit of suction. No idea how he was doing that but omg!!

The way he carried himself was hot too, and very dominant and the way he would laugh and start going faster and making me cum more when I was begging him to stop lol

As for the tempo it was great, had some old school rnb in the background and just moonlight. He said beforehand he thought I’d be more comfortable with him the first time without all the lights.It was supposed to be a one night stand, but that didn’t happen because we both were liking it too much. The second time we had sex was even better, lasted over 4 hours and he made me cum so much I seriously thought I was gonna have a heart attack. He used my toy on me and went down on me while holding the vibrator part close to my clit. OH MY FUCKING GOD, all I did for about 20 minutes straight was cum, over and over and over again, lol.

At one point I swear I thought I was gonna have a heart attack he was giving me so many orgasms and I had to make him STOP. That NEVER happens, haha. No one EVER wears me out!! The funny thing is that not long before I met him I had been arguing forcefully on a forum I used to post on that it was “IMPOSSIBLE” for a woman to have 30 orgasms in one sitting and that if she was telling you that she was LYING and FAKING it. Well, I’m here to say that I was TOTALLY wrong!!! And sooo glad I was!! 😉 😉

We had also talked about the possibility of having a threesome with another female. With most guys I’m not that into the idea but with him I wouldn’t mind so much because I know I’d go home happy. He says he’s had a lot of threesomes with two women and knows exactly how to make it good for everyone. With how fantastic he is in bed I believe him, lol. We looked on Craigslist once and had some possibilities but not the time. One girl was pregnant and another woman was over 50 and wanted to bring all kinds of toys, including nipple clamps (yikes) a butt plug (um…never tried it) and strap-ons, ha. That was before I’d ever been with another female so it was like woah, slow down a bit, lol. I’m sure he still wants that though. We will see.

All this writing about it is making me want to sleep with him again, sooo bad, ha! We just barely missed each other recently when I was home having an early Thanksgiving meal with relatives. He kept trying to persuade me to sneak out to meet him and I said if he’d hurry up I could and my sister would even cover for me but he was 30 minutes away and as he was getting closer my family was packing up to leave and I had to drive my grandma home. So at 15 minutes away he had to turn around and drive back. Dammit! LOL We will manage one of these days again ;).