A truly stressful day today. My dad has some major roads to face and I feel so stressed because I know the decisions are going to be on my shoulders. My heart hurts and so do my eyes from crying.
And then it hit me. I have no one to turn to. No one to cry to..how I wish there was a man to hold me tight and tell me everything was going to be okay. That they would take charge or at least help me make some major decisions. there is no one, there is me.
However, today I was suppose to meet Mr. Porsche for a rendezvous. I was crying, I didn't want to burden him so I said....let's cancel. He was like are you serious? He thought I was just pissed because he was running late...and then I cried and told him what was going on. His reaction.....meet me. But I am going to be no fun...I don't care he says....meet me.
And I went to the hotel. He flew there to be with me and when he saw me, he held me in his arms. The tears filled my eyes. It will be okay, he said. Don't get upset yet and think of all that it could possibly be....it will be okay....please relax.
His words were amazing....I sat and ate a sandwich and we had vodka...I brought a bottle....and then we reversed our day...we usually start off with wild sex but this time, we started off with the cuddling.
Now Mr. Porshe had been into hypnosis. Went to a school for it (as a hobby) and he learned how to hypnotise someone. I always was afraid to let go...but today i was so stressed, I would try anything...and so he tried to hypnotize me. It was wild...he actually got me to relax and go into a trance....he actually made me feel like I was floating...it felt so good, I stayed in that state....it was wild...first time, he just relaxed me....second time he made my nipples react and harden beyond belief with just words...and then he made my clit react with by just touching my nipple...he had me climax by O as he recited the alphabet..it was amazing...
Then our sex was so hot and offbeat. Sucking his cock...he used his toe to rub my clit..it was hot, very hot....I let myself go...then he was fucking me with his toe..I actually was able to cum. He loves to push me to an uncomfortable point where I am wrestling internally with what a good girl does and he pushes me over the comfort zone. This turns him on intensely...
We fucked wildly...I sucked his cock and his balls until he came...he loves a little rim job...and my finger rubbing his prostate....today he tried to fuck me in the ass..I did something I never did before, I allowed him to enter without a condom in my ass...however, I couldn't do it...fear of the last episode with MM or just not lubed...I couldn't enjoy it...so he stopped.
But we had sex and laughed and he held me. Our sex is a little offbeat but he cares about me and I trust him. Lying in his arms, with the tears flowing he just held me tight...shhhh....he said...I'm here for you...he's so wonderful. 3 hours passed..shit, it was late, I had no excuse but honestly, I didn't care. I walked into the house and I didn't even attempt to explain where I was. Oh hubby asked about my father but not even a "are you okay?" Thankfully my connections in the world are going to help me here...I already got appointments with surgeons and the tests are at three specialists at the finest hospitals....thankfully I have other support systems or I would lose my mind!
Sensual Man emailed to check on my dad. And to my surprise, I felt the urge to call the New Guy....he didn't even call me back. It was a stupid move, he doesn't want my baggage...I wass so stupid for calling. I know him 5 days...reality set in. Okay, I was also immature. I saw him online and I ignored him. Signed off to take a bath. Don't know if he saw me but that's ok....he should have emailed to see if i was ok...so maybe he is all talk...we will see....
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Computer Romances Are HOT!!
So, I had amazing sex yesterday with Sensual Guy. Tingles, he came 3 times, I orgasmed endless times and today, it is my conversation with the Childhood Friend on Facebooks that has my head spinning. A man I don't even remember but had a crush on me.
I keep saying, Cheri cool yourself here. I mean you are getting swept off from words on a computer screen (and texts on my phone and yeah phone conversations). This happened to me when I first went on Ashley Madison, my heart was flying but I learned quickly after the first few encounters. And I didn't get hurt or upset...truth is, when I would end it with one, I thought that was it, my heart would ache but I began to learn, there was another around the corner that offered something different and something fun.
I think this is different because it is like a romance novel. A boy has a crush on a girl and 32 years later looks her up and finds her online. He floods her head with happy memories and her heart with hope and passion. He also is good for my ego. I mean this guy is stunning, gorgeous and built like...geeez, i can't even tell ya in words.
He wants to meet where we last saw eachother by the Gazebo in Florida. He is romantic and spiritual and makes me feel so flattered and good. And the one line that sticks in my head when I said to him, I'll let ya go (he was busy with work) and he wrote back-- No way..I made that mistake 32 years ago by letting you go..your not getting away this time....now how fucking romantic is that? I think every girl has read something like that in one of those smutty romance novels and sighed...and then someone said it to me.
Our conversations have progressed to what he wants to do to me....and funny how you heard it before (and quite frankly had done it earlier in the day) and it makes you sooo turned on...
Okay, get ahold of yourself Cheri.....he's across the country....unrealistic...but sigh, could he be my Prince Charming?
I keep saying, Cheri cool yourself here. I mean you are getting swept off from words on a computer screen (and texts on my phone and yeah phone conversations). This happened to me when I first went on Ashley Madison, my heart was flying but I learned quickly after the first few encounters. And I didn't get hurt or upset...truth is, when I would end it with one, I thought that was it, my heart would ache but I began to learn, there was another around the corner that offered something different and something fun.
I think this is different because it is like a romance novel. A boy has a crush on a girl and 32 years later looks her up and finds her online. He floods her head with happy memories and her heart with hope and passion. He also is good for my ego. I mean this guy is stunning, gorgeous and built like...geeez, i can't even tell ya in words.
He wants to meet where we last saw eachother by the Gazebo in Florida. He is romantic and spiritual and makes me feel so flattered and good. And the one line that sticks in my head when I said to him, I'll let ya go (he was busy with work) and he wrote back-- No way..I made that mistake 32 years ago by letting you go..your not getting away this time....now how fucking romantic is that? I think every girl has read something like that in one of those smutty romance novels and sighed...and then someone said it to me.
Our conversations have progressed to what he wants to do to me....and funny how you heard it before (and quite frankly had done it earlier in the day) and it makes you sooo turned on...
Okay, get ahold of yourself Cheri.....he's across the country....unrealistic...but sigh, could he be my Prince Charming?
How did the number get to 4?!?!
Okay dear readers.....Cheri is fulfilled, there are no voids....and the sex is frequent and amazing. I am completed today, physically and mentally...how so? 4 men! Yes, I know, the woman who said only one man at a time. But I couldn't resist any of them. No, not all at once...spread throughout the last week...lol
Mystery Man......oh my, our meeting on Friday was so hot. Sex between us is undescribable. I cannot even put into words how this man makes me cum and orgasm over and over again. Oh he works at it....he does me in every position imaginable....in the chair, leaning on the chair, my one leg on the bed fucking me from behind, or doing it doggie..and of course the frog position, my favorite...such deep penetration as he thrusts so deep with my legs over my head. He is wild...he knows where my gspot is and is relentless when he gets going....the screams, the moans....and then there was the cuddle time. We haven't seen each other in so long that we sat and laughed and giggled and enjoyed each other. We have a warped sense of humor...underdog and his sidekick...Polly Pornhead (get it)...and then there was the gefilte fish fishing concept..don't ask...but tears come to my eyes from laughter. I left fulfilled and not worrying if I was going to see him again....we always find each other.
Sensual Man, I saw him again today. 3 hours is not enough for us....he makes me tingle..really, its amazing. I have to get to sleep I am exhausted..I promise an update tomorrow....
And then the Florida Guy....the guy I met on FaceBooks that had a crush on me when he was 12 and I was 14. I can't explain it. Hot computer connection. I am so drawn to him, he represents such a happy time in my life. And how flattering that he had such a crush on me and thought about me throughout the 32 years.....and hot? Dear Lord, he is sizzling. A gym rat but a smart, Type A personality that is spiritual and sweet and funny. In real life, he holds a real prestigious position in the Government. Yup another government man actually same position as Mr. Government but in another state. He is far away, but we are making plans of meeting on the Gazebo where we had seen each other 32 years ago and spend the day (and night) together walking around re-living our childhood. I think I am going to do it!!
Okay gotta get to bed.....my dreams are calling me.....mmmmmmmm
Mystery Man......oh my, our meeting on Friday was so hot. Sex between us is undescribable. I cannot even put into words how this man makes me cum and orgasm over and over again. Oh he works at it....he does me in every position imaginable....in the chair, leaning on the chair, my one leg on the bed fucking me from behind, or doing it doggie..and of course the frog position, my favorite...such deep penetration as he thrusts so deep with my legs over my head. He is wild...he knows where my gspot is and is relentless when he gets going....the screams, the moans....and then there was the cuddle time. We haven't seen each other in so long that we sat and laughed and giggled and enjoyed each other. We have a warped sense of humor...underdog and his sidekick...Polly Pornhead (get it)...and then there was the gefilte fish fishing concept..don't ask...but tears come to my eyes from laughter. I left fulfilled and not worrying if I was going to see him again....we always find each other.
Sensual Man, I saw him again today. 3 hours is not enough for us....he makes me tingle..really, its amazing. I have to get to sleep I am exhausted..I promise an update tomorrow....
And then the Florida Guy....the guy I met on FaceBooks that had a crush on me when he was 12 and I was 14. I can't explain it. Hot computer connection. I am so drawn to him, he represents such a happy time in my life. And how flattering that he had such a crush on me and thought about me throughout the 32 years.....and hot? Dear Lord, he is sizzling. A gym rat but a smart, Type A personality that is spiritual and sweet and funny. In real life, he holds a real prestigious position in the Government. Yup another government man actually same position as Mr. Government but in another state. He is far away, but we are making plans of meeting on the Gazebo where we had seen each other 32 years ago and spend the day (and night) together walking around re-living our childhood. I think I am going to do it!!
Okay gotta get to bed.....my dreams are calling me.....mmmmmmmm
Monday, January 26, 2009
A Meeting In The Supermarket....Mmmmm...
Security Man and I actually shop at the same supermarket. I decided that it would be fun (and dangerous) to go shopping at the same time. Oh not together, but bump into each other...and chat. It also gave me an opportunity for him to see me looking like crap...well, not crap but my Sunday wear....jogging pants and a sweatshirt (zippered).
I didn't realize how exciting it was going to be. The anticipation of him walking behind me was too much for me....you don't know when, where or who else may see yo u...all my senses were on watch. And so we met, in front of the taco mixes. Thanksfully neither of us had our family with us and quite frankly I do not recommend it...you see, my face and my smile would give me away. I could feel my eyes beaming when I saw him. we smiled...and began to talk. Ironically, I saw the guy Mandy is having the affair with before I saw Security Man. How funny...he was so nervous when he saw me....little did he know what I was doing there.
So we sat in the aisle and chatted about our weekend..both of us smiling and thinking sexual thoughts...he reached up for the taco shells and I reached behind him...and said can you grab me one....and then I leaned over my cart...don't do that he said. I looked down, he could see down my shirt...my cleavage, he smiled. I just laughed and made sure I did it two more times. I could see his pants get a little tighter....lol We walked around a little but it was getting crowded. And then he started to examine my wagon. Today was not a healthy shop...it was a school filler shop and a mommy won't be around that much and working late shop....meaning quick meals. He pulled apart what I bought, I was laughing so hard. He is so damn funny. I reached over and touched his hand..our eyes met and I had to look away..it was so sexual and scary that we would get caught. I pecked him on the cheek and then we parted. I text him again...I'm wet! He looked back and smiled at me.
I liked his scruffy Sunday look....it was hot. And so I couldn't concentrate on my shop...and we both checked out next to each other...oh this was torture. And then tonight he sent me this email...oh I like him, we are having fun!
U r a bad girl and need a spanking!!!!!
So the supermarket is where all the cheaters and adulterers go to hook up LOL
Anyway it was nice seeing u there today. Ur tits were just screaming to me to suck them. YES I LOOKED AND I'M PROUD OF IT!!!!!!
Besides I already saw u naked OMG!!!! If this doesnt work out I will have to find another supermarket. The thought of seeing u and remembering the positions would b too upsetting!!! LOL
So I hope those capri suns were for ur kids and not u!!!! So I saw u naked and I know what u eat and drink!!! This relationship is going way to fast for me... LOL
Well have a good night keep ur tits tucked in its going to be cold tonight. TTYL!!!
XOXOXOXOXOXO
I didn't realize how exciting it was going to be. The anticipation of him walking behind me was too much for me....you don't know when, where or who else may see yo u...all my senses were on watch. And so we met, in front of the taco mixes. Thanksfully neither of us had our family with us and quite frankly I do not recommend it...you see, my face and my smile would give me away. I could feel my eyes beaming when I saw him. we smiled...and began to talk. Ironically, I saw the guy Mandy is having the affair with before I saw Security Man. How funny...he was so nervous when he saw me....little did he know what I was doing there.
So we sat in the aisle and chatted about our weekend..both of us smiling and thinking sexual thoughts...he reached up for the taco shells and I reached behind him...and said can you grab me one....and then I leaned over my cart...don't do that he said. I looked down, he could see down my shirt...my cleavage, he smiled. I just laughed and made sure I did it two more times. I could see his pants get a little tighter....lol We walked around a little but it was getting crowded. And then he started to examine my wagon. Today was not a healthy shop...it was a school filler shop and a mommy won't be around that much and working late shop....meaning quick meals. He pulled apart what I bought, I was laughing so hard. He is so damn funny. I reached over and touched his hand..our eyes met and I had to look away..it was so sexual and scary that we would get caught. I pecked him on the cheek and then we parted. I text him again...I'm wet! He looked back and smiled at me.
I liked his scruffy Sunday look....it was hot. And so I couldn't concentrate on my shop...and we both checked out next to each other...oh this was torture. And then tonight he sent me this email...oh I like him, we are having fun!
U r a bad girl and need a spanking!!!!!
So the supermarket is where all the cheaters and adulterers go to hook up LOL
Anyway it was nice seeing u there today. Ur tits were just screaming to me to suck them. YES I LOOKED AND I'M PROUD OF IT!!!!!!
Besides I already saw u naked OMG!!!! If this doesnt work out I will have to find another supermarket. The thought of seeing u and remembering the positions would b too upsetting!!! LOL
So I hope those capri suns were for ur kids and not u!!!! So I saw u naked and I know what u eat and drink!!! This relationship is going way to fast for me... LOL
Well have a good night keep ur tits tucked in its going to be cold tonight. TTYL!!!
XOXOXOXOXOXO
Sunday, January 25, 2009
The Face Book Mystery Email
I am on Face Book. not active actually but I set up a profile a long time ago. Recently, friends have been finding me from college so I was on the last two days. Yesterday I woke up and there was an email from a guy I did not know. It said....Hi, a crazy question, did you use to go to Florida to visit your grandparents in Ft. Lauderdale? And the pix was this....HOT, HOT, HOT guy. Muscles, gorgeous face....geez....HOT....and I did. He even said the complex in his email. Who is this hottie...I didn't recognize the pix at all.
I responded.....yes, so now I am intrigued....who are you? He was a friend of mines little brother. Now she was older than me and he was a year younger. At 13, one year is huge!!! And I had a boyfriend down there. Well, this guy remembered that and everything about me. I was his first crush, he said he looked for me every year after he went down....always wanting to find me. He thought about me for years after...how funny! He said his sister had a pix of the two of us and he told everyone I was his girlfriend that summer. Yesterday, he decided to do a search for me and found me on FaceBooks....
So we emailed back and forth a little. This guy remembers everything...I mean everything about that summer. How we carved our names on the Gazebo, how we went fishing and walked to the movies and BK and went go cart racing and water slides....how he used to look out his window to see if I was going over the bridge to the pool. He remembered spin the bottle on the golf course...(and how he prayed he would land on me and it didn't) and us hanging out together on the shuffle board court. How he wished I hadn't had a boyfriend that summer and when he left, he was too nervous to make his move..he was little. But he said he has thought about me so much throughout the years, especially when he had gone back to his grandparents to visit. His grandmother lived longer than mine...so he had been there 10 years longer than me but he always thought about that summer and the details.
I had a rough day at home yesterday. So this emails back and forth were what I needed. He was sweet, he was deep, he was funny. But when I looked through all his pix, he was serious. And so we began talking at midnight, IMing each other online. I hadn't seen all his pix until around 3AM.....then I said to him...there are two different people here....the sweet, funny, spiritual, sexy man but yet your pictures are so deep....theres more there...what is it. He was blown away that I could read that from his pictures. He's some big swig with a Police Dept....lol hence that discplined soul. He's single now but lives across the country....
We flirted and joked and he was a gentleman. I had fun at the end of the conversation pushing him a little bit to get sexual...we discussed the two of us meeting on the gazebo to see if our names are still carved in...how we should meet there and go back in time but this time, that he asked the hottie in the denim shorts and bikini to go out with him. Damn, he remembered my bikini to a tee...lol He remembered my long blonde hair and my smile....he had me laughing so hard...I was flattered and I needed that trip down memory lane. Today I am going to look for pix...I am almost sure that I have a pix of him.
He;s been through a lot and he's very spiritual....its nice, refreshing and he's so open with his words. As the night went on (you know when you get tired and you open up more) I explained a little about my life. He said he admired my strength and quite frankly, he is raising his kids alone..I admired that as well.
So will this go anywhere? It will probably die on the Facebook Wall....but how romantic and exciting and like a fairytale. And how blown away I was that someone thought about me throughout his childhood and how I left such an impression. That makes me feel good and special.
Who knows....maybe for the romance alone, I will have to fly to Florida and meet him on the gazebo....its hot, its romantic, its a romance novel!!! And you know how I looooooooovvvveee romance.
Okay, two stories down.....and then my rendezvous with Mystery Man and I am caught up from last week.....wow, craziness....my childhood friend was dying...she couldn't believe the week I had. Here's to old friends, new friends, and future friends and frogs!!
I responded.....yes, so now I am intrigued....who are you? He was a friend of mines little brother. Now she was older than me and he was a year younger. At 13, one year is huge!!! And I had a boyfriend down there. Well, this guy remembered that and everything about me. I was his first crush, he said he looked for me every year after he went down....always wanting to find me. He thought about me for years after...how funny! He said his sister had a pix of the two of us and he told everyone I was his girlfriend that summer. Yesterday, he decided to do a search for me and found me on FaceBooks....
So we emailed back and forth a little. This guy remembers everything...I mean everything about that summer. How we carved our names on the Gazebo, how we went fishing and walked to the movies and BK and went go cart racing and water slides....how he used to look out his window to see if I was going over the bridge to the pool. He remembered spin the bottle on the golf course...(and how he prayed he would land on me and it didn't) and us hanging out together on the shuffle board court. How he wished I hadn't had a boyfriend that summer and when he left, he was too nervous to make his move..he was little. But he said he has thought about me so much throughout the years, especially when he had gone back to his grandparents to visit. His grandmother lived longer than mine...so he had been there 10 years longer than me but he always thought about that summer and the details.
I had a rough day at home yesterday. So this emails back and forth were what I needed. He was sweet, he was deep, he was funny. But when I looked through all his pix, he was serious. And so we began talking at midnight, IMing each other online. I hadn't seen all his pix until around 3AM.....then I said to him...there are two different people here....the sweet, funny, spiritual, sexy man but yet your pictures are so deep....theres more there...what is it. He was blown away that I could read that from his pictures. He's some big swig with a Police Dept....lol hence that discplined soul. He's single now but lives across the country....
We flirted and joked and he was a gentleman. I had fun at the end of the conversation pushing him a little bit to get sexual...we discussed the two of us meeting on the gazebo to see if our names are still carved in...how we should meet there and go back in time but this time, that he asked the hottie in the denim shorts and bikini to go out with him. Damn, he remembered my bikini to a tee...lol He remembered my long blonde hair and my smile....he had me laughing so hard...I was flattered and I needed that trip down memory lane. Today I am going to look for pix...I am almost sure that I have a pix of him.
He;s been through a lot and he's very spiritual....its nice, refreshing and he's so open with his words. As the night went on (you know when you get tired and you open up more) I explained a little about my life. He said he admired my strength and quite frankly, he is raising his kids alone..I admired that as well.
So will this go anywhere? It will probably die on the Facebook Wall....but how romantic and exciting and like a fairytale. And how blown away I was that someone thought about me throughout his childhood and how I left such an impression. That makes me feel good and special.
Who knows....maybe for the romance alone, I will have to fly to Florida and meet him on the gazebo....its hot, its romantic, its a romance novel!!! And you know how I looooooooovvvveee romance.
Okay, two stories down.....and then my rendezvous with Mystery Man and I am caught up from last week.....wow, craziness....my childhood friend was dying...she couldn't believe the week I had. Here's to old friends, new friends, and future friends and frogs!!
Thursday, January 22, 2009
The Frogs Are Multiplying!
Sensual Man is very funny....he actually keeps me laughing. Today I thought I screwed up....too many calls, I had to keep calling him back. you know when someone is always joking, you aren't sure what they are thinking. Well I find the day after sex can sometimes be awkward and I wasn't sure what was going through his head. Of course, I jumped to conclusions tonight when he said he couldn't talk to me until Monday. He's not into it. I then threw my walls up and said okay, call me next week sometime.....he said ok, talk soon, bye and i just hung up. I am not good at hiding my feelings........I would be a horrible poker player. Even Mr. Porsche today can feel my reservations with him. Actually I am trying to be compassionate....he said today I promise I will see you next week.....I know you have been so understanding. He was so charming today and delicious....how he is when he knows I am starting to consider wandering. I did tell him today..I Miss You. And he answered I miss you too baby....I miss that smile, that sparkle in your eyes and those damn lips...lol
And then there was Sensual Man's Email Tonight (yes, I over reacted today)....
"Hey just wanted to say good night and hope ur dreams r sweet and hot just like u.
I really did enjoy our time together yesterday it was amazing. U looked great in the lingerie, very sexy....
So r we dating now or r u just using me to get a continental breakfast LOL
If were dating I dont think our spouses will like it much especially if we r exclusive LMAO"
Hmmmm....is that his way of saying he wants it just to be the two of us? Yikes....I think I forgot to mention something else here.....I am seeing Mystery Man tomorrow.....I know, I know but he charms me. However, Sensual Man is actually giving him a run for his money in bed. It was damn good.....(I didn't get to give you details but it was hottttt!!)
Well off to bed, so many men....tonight, I am totally satisfied....actually, I am concerned that I can keep up with fucking three men at a time......well they do say practice makes perfect, right?
And then there was Sensual Man's Email Tonight (yes, I over reacted today)....
"Hey just wanted to say good night and hope ur dreams r sweet and hot just like u.
I really did enjoy our time together yesterday it was amazing. U looked great in the lingerie, very sexy....
So r we dating now or r u just using me to get a continental breakfast LOL
If were dating I dont think our spouses will like it much especially if we r exclusive LMAO"
Hmmmm....is that his way of saying he wants it just to be the two of us? Yikes....I think I forgot to mention something else here.....I am seeing Mystery Man tomorrow.....I know, I know but he charms me. However, Sensual Man is actually giving him a run for his money in bed. It was damn good.....(I didn't get to give you details but it was hottttt!!)
Well off to bed, so many men....tonight, I am totally satisfied....actually, I am concerned that I can keep up with fucking three men at a time......well they do say practice makes perfect, right?
Wow.....What a Sexual Rendezvous
Nervous, very nervous....I met Security Man whose name has now changed to Sensual Man. I don't like his frog name Security Man because he's not actually a security man...he owns a company that does big business security...anyway, so now his name is Sensual Man...
The week before, the fireplace lunch had really gotten our juices flowing. But now the anticipation was a lot for me. I was nervous, very nervous. And of course, everything was going wrong. It was more of a comedy routine. I arrived and we both were nervous...I recommended that we just turn the tv and relax and talk a little...no need to rush in, let us calm down a little. And we did, it lasted 15 seconds and then we began to kiss.
Now this man is the most amazing kisser.....he's sensual, he's got a strong tongue and he knows how to use it. Even his hands go in the right places. He's going to be a good lover is what i was thinking...Kissing for the longest time and slow. It was so hot.....
And now I have to go to work...damn....but let's just say as a preview..the dream I wrote about in my last post....Mystery Man wasn't the man in the dream that made it reality...I think it was Sensual man and i just assumed it was MM. Oh, Sensual Man made that dream a reality...it was so amazing....more later...
The week before, the fireplace lunch had really gotten our juices flowing. But now the anticipation was a lot for me. I was nervous, very nervous. And of course, everything was going wrong. It was more of a comedy routine. I arrived and we both were nervous...I recommended that we just turn the tv and relax and talk a little...no need to rush in, let us calm down a little. And we did, it lasted 15 seconds and then we began to kiss.
Now this man is the most amazing kisser.....he's sensual, he's got a strong tongue and he knows how to use it. Even his hands go in the right places. He's going to be a good lover is what i was thinking...Kissing for the longest time and slow. It was so hot.....
And now I have to go to work...damn....but let's just say as a preview..the dream I wrote about in my last post....Mystery Man wasn't the man in the dream that made it reality...I think it was Sensual man and i just assumed it was MM. Oh, Sensual Man made that dream a reality...it was so amazing....more later...
Saturday, January 17, 2009
A sexually fulfilling day WITH NO SEX
Well gotta tell you, yesterday was a crazy day. I didn't have sex but my ego was flying high....
I began the morning with a vivid dream of Mystery Man. You know when you wake up in the middle of a dream and its so colorful and real? Oh that was what happened. I actually woke up because I was orgasming in my sleep. It was like a romance novel, it was white (like a filter around us) but we were in color. I was on my back with my back arched up on my hands....he was entering me slowly from behind as I lied almost flat...with his mouth kissing my neck and whispering in my ear...he thrusted slowly inside of me....pulling almost out and then thrusting slowly again...it was almost in slow motion. I was wearing bright pink lipstick.....my lips really glossy and with each thrust I would orgasm and moan in pleasure....I woke up cumming...Wild!! So thats how I started my day.
Mr. Porsche called me later last night and everything was straightened out. I didn't call him and he noticed and said he looks forward to my calls. That he was sorry and he wants me to call...he acknowledged he was a dick the day before and that he's been stressed but I am the sunshine to the day. So damn sweet, he's still my number one! Ironically, he was talking to be about blogging, he knew I did. Oooops..he thought I stopped. I see....he was taken back that I still blog our meetings....oh no!! Now I red flagged it. I hope he doesn't search for the blog. Not cool...
And then I met Security Man. I chose a place a little out of the way. Haven't been there in years but I thought it had a fireplace and I was freezing. Well, it was the best choice I've ever chosen. No one was in the restaurant...we sat right by the fireplace, had a glass of wine and the food was fabulous. We talked and talked. I was shocked to learn that he was nervous that I wasn't into him the last time because I left abruptly (but my kids were stranded)...he thought I had someone call me to make up that excuse. Oh my! You know those emergency fake calls...lmao...
We sat by the fireplace and talked...and then he leaned over and kissed me. What a great kisser he is. And then he kissed me again and then we sat there holding hands and some major kissing....oh there was no doubt we weren't married....lol I hated to leave, it was the best meeting I have had in a long time. It was romantic, it was spontaneous, it was sexually exciting. I was like woooow....I was getting wet and hot in there and blushing. He couldn't stop telling me how gorgeous I was and he meant it. It wasn't a line.....I felt great.
So right before we left, we kissed at the fireplace (I took a pix which I will post--so we both would have the memory) and of course, I haven't done the Cheri Check in a long time. So I reached for his cock to verify he liked me....and man oh man....he liked me.....it was hard as a rock.....he was shocked I did it but he was so turned on by my assertiveness...
Oh, I forgot about the sweet potato fries. They made this amazing sauce with it. I don't know if it tasted so great because of the whole environment but I had to tease him. I took a fry and dipped it in the sauce and then I licked it and went down on it....and double dipped and did it again. You could see he was dying.....and so I ate the fries that were left erotically...he was almost moaning and had to re-adjust his sitting.....guess it was getting tight. And then, I stared in his eyes and nonchalantly swirled around the fry.....he told me later that he has never come so close to almost throwing a girl on the table and ravishing her. He said it was the most erotic moment that he can remember.....oh yes, it was hot and I loved doing it. I felt so damn sexy watching him almost drool and keeping his eyes on me.
And the day wasn't over....last stop...the Doctor I met on Ashley Madison that I am doing work or now. Yes, the one that I think rejected me. Well, I think he is sorry he did. Oh we flirt, I tease him and I knew he had a hard on. It was professional but I would leave these friendly undertones....oh, he was flirting back, the sexual tension increased AND then I went 100% business....I was working at his desk....and he walked in....I knew I was sitting sexy and pretended I didn't see him looking at me...oh, I knew what he was thinking...I felt amazing. He was just an ego stroker. Honestly though, he's not for me. I feel a selfish, self serving side of him. He thinks his flirting is going to control me and get me to do more work for him. Let him think that...it's not. This relationship is an equal beneficial one. I get my ego stroked and picked up a check for my work......that's what we will be....I am sooooo glad it didn't work with us. It's better for me as a business professional.
So that was my day......super hot, super sexual and filled with hot men! Sigh, everyday should be so sexually fulfilling with no sex!
I began the morning with a vivid dream of Mystery Man. You know when you wake up in the middle of a dream and its so colorful and real? Oh that was what happened. I actually woke up because I was orgasming in my sleep. It was like a romance novel, it was white (like a filter around us) but we were in color. I was on my back with my back arched up on my hands....he was entering me slowly from behind as I lied almost flat...with his mouth kissing my neck and whispering in my ear...he thrusted slowly inside of me....pulling almost out and then thrusting slowly again...it was almost in slow motion. I was wearing bright pink lipstick.....my lips really glossy and with each thrust I would orgasm and moan in pleasure....I woke up cumming...Wild!! So thats how I started my day.
Mr. Porsche called me later last night and everything was straightened out. I didn't call him and he noticed and said he looks forward to my calls. That he was sorry and he wants me to call...he acknowledged he was a dick the day before and that he's been stressed but I am the sunshine to the day. So damn sweet, he's still my number one! Ironically, he was talking to be about blogging, he knew I did. Oooops..he thought I stopped. I see....he was taken back that I still blog our meetings....oh no!! Now I red flagged it. I hope he doesn't search for the blog. Not cool...
And then I met Security Man. I chose a place a little out of the way. Haven't been there in years but I thought it had a fireplace and I was freezing. Well, it was the best choice I've ever chosen. No one was in the restaurant...we sat right by the fireplace, had a glass of wine and the food was fabulous. We talked and talked. I was shocked to learn that he was nervous that I wasn't into him the last time because I left abruptly (but my kids were stranded)...he thought I had someone call me to make up that excuse. Oh my! You know those emergency fake calls...lmao...
We sat by the fireplace and talked...and then he leaned over and kissed me. What a great kisser he is. And then he kissed me again and then we sat there holding hands and some major kissing....oh there was no doubt we weren't married....lol I hated to leave, it was the best meeting I have had in a long time. It was romantic, it was spontaneous, it was sexually exciting. I was like woooow....I was getting wet and hot in there and blushing. He couldn't stop telling me how gorgeous I was and he meant it. It wasn't a line.....I felt great.
So right before we left, we kissed at the fireplace (I took a pix which I will post--so we both would have the memory) and of course, I haven't done the Cheri Check in a long time. So I reached for his cock to verify he liked me....and man oh man....he liked me.....it was hard as a rock.....he was shocked I did it but he was so turned on by my assertiveness...
Oh, I forgot about the sweet potato fries. They made this amazing sauce with it. I don't know if it tasted so great because of the whole environment but I had to tease him. I took a fry and dipped it in the sauce and then I licked it and went down on it....and double dipped and did it again. You could see he was dying.....and so I ate the fries that were left erotically...he was almost moaning and had to re-adjust his sitting.....guess it was getting tight. And then, I stared in his eyes and nonchalantly swirled around the fry.....he told me later that he has never come so close to almost throwing a girl on the table and ravishing her. He said it was the most erotic moment that he can remember.....oh yes, it was hot and I loved doing it. I felt so damn sexy watching him almost drool and keeping his eyes on me.
And the day wasn't over....last stop...the Doctor I met on Ashley Madison that I am doing work or now. Yes, the one that I think rejected me. Well, I think he is sorry he did. Oh we flirt, I tease him and I knew he had a hard on. It was professional but I would leave these friendly undertones....oh, he was flirting back, the sexual tension increased AND then I went 100% business....I was working at his desk....and he walked in....I knew I was sitting sexy and pretended I didn't see him looking at me...oh, I knew what he was thinking...I felt amazing. He was just an ego stroker. Honestly though, he's not for me. I feel a selfish, self serving side of him. He thinks his flirting is going to control me and get me to do more work for him. Let him think that...it's not. This relationship is an equal beneficial one. I get my ego stroked and picked up a check for my work......that's what we will be....I am sooooo glad it didn't work with us. It's better for me as a business professional.
So that was my day......super hot, super sexual and filled with hot men! Sigh, everyday should be so sexually fulfilling with no sex!
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Running Back To Familiarity
I sometimes wonder if I cause the whirlwind in my life. I mean how can someones life be such a rollercoaster. None of my friends have so much going on....every aspect of my life is in flux right now..both good and bad.
So I know you were all just waiting for the day, I mean you had to think Mystery Man would return into my life. And before you start to throw eggs....know I am torn but so happy. Truth is, Mr Porsche has been so busy lately. I have been searching for fulfillment and not finding it anywhere. Yes, Security Man has potential but quite frankly, we aren't there yet. I like him a lot but nothing has started except flirting and friendship.
Today Mr. Porsche was literally 4 blocks from my house. And he chose not to see me. He had a lot of work and his wife was expected to be in the next town over (excuse me, go to another town then). He knew her destination, that's like me saying I won't meet him because I know people in this area. We were going to meet for business BUT he refused. Later on he changed his mind, I was already hurt.....I told him. No...You see I waited around for 2 hours for him to tell me whether we were going to meet. It's always on his schedule....I am tired of working around his schedule....so today I said...Nope. I want you to want to see me not feel that you have to see me. And I went on with my day. He didn't pick up my call later in the day and didn't call me back. We have never been in this place before. I am getting fed up working around him.
And then, Mystery Man and I have been corresponding a little. Tonight he threw it all at me. I mean bringing up the dancing banana and singing cock....Screwperman and slippery when wet. All our little private jokes......All our songs....entwined into an avalanche....he is funny, he is charming, he makes me laugh that I cry. My heart skips a beat, my nipples get erect and I drip from his emails. No one makes me feel that way. And that frustrates me to no end.
We spoke back and forth for hours. And finally when he was joking about KY, I said to him...do you really want to go there? And then I told him. I thought he might run but I had to tell him. What happened last time scared me and I was actually hurt for three days. I don't know if I can go back...I need a promise that you will never hurt me like that.
And he swore up and down that it was an accident...that he met he pulled out and truly was going for my pussy...re-entry...yes, forceful but he swore he was meaning to go there. Why didn't you say that that day? He said he was shocked....he didn't know what to do when I collapsed on the bed. He froze...I did lie with you and hold you, do you remember? I was gentle the next time and slow to make it up to you....But you said nothing..I said. He said he was an ass. He apologized but he knew he should have done more he just didn't know what to do. He swore it would never happen again, he would never hurt me...ever. He didn't mean to then nor would he ever. He also didn't realize I was so hurt.
So..now what? Oh he is suave and he is back to that man that I knew for two years. Do I trust him? I don't know. I want to, I think I do...but I am still scared. Of course I did tell him that if it ever happened again (if we were ever in that situation) that I would ram something so far up his ass that he wouldn't know what hit him. Trust me, he doesn't like me near his ass....lol I am a little scared in a way....but he never hurt me before. Sigh..I do want him but not like I did before. It's not a--I am going to die without him. It's more of a -I miss the amazing sex.
And for the first time ever...he asked me if I was with anyone. Hmmmmm..you never wanted to know that before. I do now. Interesting....his question was......did I not gag with anyone...and the answer is I did not not gag with anyone....damn gag reflexes.....lol
So I didn't answer him and he knows that...which basically told him that I was with someone. He said he hasn't been and I do believe him on that. It doesn't matter....but why the sudden wanting to know? See, I have never had to lie to either Mr. Porsche or to Mystery Man because neither one wanted to know. So now we are entering a different territory.....do I tell the truth. I don't want to lie. If it comes up again, what do I say?
I don't know when we are going to see each other. We might meet Friday for coffee or in two weeks (he's out of town next week). So I await some opinions. I may be crazy but my insides are dancing. Security Man, Greek God and my two main squeezes......I think my cup runneth over!!!! lol
So I know you were all just waiting for the day, I mean you had to think Mystery Man would return into my life. And before you start to throw eggs....know I am torn but so happy. Truth is, Mr Porsche has been so busy lately. I have been searching for fulfillment and not finding it anywhere. Yes, Security Man has potential but quite frankly, we aren't there yet. I like him a lot but nothing has started except flirting and friendship.
Today Mr. Porsche was literally 4 blocks from my house. And he chose not to see me. He had a lot of work and his wife was expected to be in the next town over (excuse me, go to another town then). He knew her destination, that's like me saying I won't meet him because I know people in this area. We were going to meet for business BUT he refused. Later on he changed his mind, I was already hurt.....I told him. No...You see I waited around for 2 hours for him to tell me whether we were going to meet. It's always on his schedule....I am tired of working around his schedule....so today I said...Nope. I want you to want to see me not feel that you have to see me. And I went on with my day. He didn't pick up my call later in the day and didn't call me back. We have never been in this place before. I am getting fed up working around him.
And then, Mystery Man and I have been corresponding a little. Tonight he threw it all at me. I mean bringing up the dancing banana and singing cock....Screwperman and slippery when wet. All our little private jokes......All our songs....entwined into an avalanche....he is funny, he is charming, he makes me laugh that I cry. My heart skips a beat, my nipples get erect and I drip from his emails. No one makes me feel that way. And that frustrates me to no end.
We spoke back and forth for hours. And finally when he was joking about KY, I said to him...do you really want to go there? And then I told him. I thought he might run but I had to tell him. What happened last time scared me and I was actually hurt for three days. I don't know if I can go back...I need a promise that you will never hurt me like that.
And he swore up and down that it was an accident...that he met he pulled out and truly was going for my pussy...re-entry...yes, forceful but he swore he was meaning to go there. Why didn't you say that that day? He said he was shocked....he didn't know what to do when I collapsed on the bed. He froze...I did lie with you and hold you, do you remember? I was gentle the next time and slow to make it up to you....But you said nothing..I said. He said he was an ass. He apologized but he knew he should have done more he just didn't know what to do. He swore it would never happen again, he would never hurt me...ever. He didn't mean to then nor would he ever. He also didn't realize I was so hurt.
So..now what? Oh he is suave and he is back to that man that I knew for two years. Do I trust him? I don't know. I want to, I think I do...but I am still scared. Of course I did tell him that if it ever happened again (if we were ever in that situation) that I would ram something so far up his ass that he wouldn't know what hit him. Trust me, he doesn't like me near his ass....lol I am a little scared in a way....but he never hurt me before. Sigh..I do want him but not like I did before. It's not a--I am going to die without him. It's more of a -I miss the amazing sex.
And for the first time ever...he asked me if I was with anyone. Hmmmmm..you never wanted to know that before. I do now. Interesting....his question was......did I not gag with anyone...and the answer is I did not not gag with anyone....damn gag reflexes.....lol
So I didn't answer him and he knows that...which basically told him that I was with someone. He said he hasn't been and I do believe him on that. It doesn't matter....but why the sudden wanting to know? See, I have never had to lie to either Mr. Porsche or to Mystery Man because neither one wanted to know. So now we are entering a different territory.....do I tell the truth. I don't want to lie. If it comes up again, what do I say?
I don't know when we are going to see each other. We might meet Friday for coffee or in two weeks (he's out of town next week). So I await some opinions. I may be crazy but my insides are dancing. Security Man, Greek God and my two main squeezes......I think my cup runneth over!!!! lol
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
A Tough Couple Of Days
I had started the last post a few days ago and just needed to complete it. the rollercoaster of life is starting to piss me off.
I got a nice check from a client and was able to pay a nice chunk of bills. It made me feel great and I actually Thanked God for the relief. For the positive direction my life was heading now. And I swear, in less than 5 minutes, a call came in that changed my life....a test came back on my dad's lungs and its a suspicious. The anger, the tears, the sadness......I wanted a few years. I wanted to divorce the hubby, take three years to live my life a little and then go back I was hoping the aging parents wouldn't hit before then. I mean I have kids with issues....I was hoping to get a little me time in before I got old. I cried, I swore and I am sad. I am so close with my dad...I love him so much. And while it wasn't confirmed.....I know.
The other day I was walking into my office building and this gorgeous, distinguished doctor was coming out...I have seen him before but that day our eyes met. Hi, he said. Hi....I smiled and our eyes looked. Damn, he was so sexy. I've seen him before, not sure who he is but he had me thinking the rest of the day. After I went into the office yesterday and got the news about my dad, we talked about this well known surgeon who if it is bad, he would be the one we would see. I knew it....it was that doctor. Things always happen to me for a reason and that was the reason......God is preparing me.
And funny when you need to feel those caring and important people in your life--they appear. I had gotten a chain letter and forwarded it to DigEm, the Fireman and Navigator. Each responded, it was so nice to hear from them. And of course, DigEm.....my sweet loving soulmate. His marriage is on track and life is good for him. His note was so caring and loving and we need to stay apart but once in a while we connect. Quick update and then we move back to our real lives. My prediction--when we are old, and the stars will line up.....I truly believe that is the man that I am going to end up rocking in a rocking chair next to at the end of my life. I don't know why....
Okay...you are updated and my BJ technique is going to be on hold for a week. I can't get into it right now BUT I will.
I got a nice check from a client and was able to pay a nice chunk of bills. It made me feel great and I actually Thanked God for the relief. For the positive direction my life was heading now. And I swear, in less than 5 minutes, a call came in that changed my life....a test came back on my dad's lungs and its a suspicious. The anger, the tears, the sadness......I wanted a few years. I wanted to divorce the hubby, take three years to live my life a little and then go back I was hoping the aging parents wouldn't hit before then. I mean I have kids with issues....I was hoping to get a little me time in before I got old. I cried, I swore and I am sad. I am so close with my dad...I love him so much. And while it wasn't confirmed.....I know.
The other day I was walking into my office building and this gorgeous, distinguished doctor was coming out...I have seen him before but that day our eyes met. Hi, he said. Hi....I smiled and our eyes looked. Damn, he was so sexy. I've seen him before, not sure who he is but he had me thinking the rest of the day. After I went into the office yesterday and got the news about my dad, we talked about this well known surgeon who if it is bad, he would be the one we would see. I knew it....it was that doctor. Things always happen to me for a reason and that was the reason......God is preparing me.
And funny when you need to feel those caring and important people in your life--they appear. I had gotten a chain letter and forwarded it to DigEm, the Fireman and Navigator. Each responded, it was so nice to hear from them. And of course, DigEm.....my sweet loving soulmate. His marriage is on track and life is good for him. His note was so caring and loving and we need to stay apart but once in a while we connect. Quick update and then we move back to our real lives. My prediction--when we are old, and the stars will line up.....I truly believe that is the man that I am going to end up rocking in a rocking chair next to at the end of my life. I don't know why....
Okay...you are updated and my BJ technique is going to be on hold for a week. I can't get into it right now BUT I will.
Friday, January 09, 2009
Met the Greek God
On the phone with my single girlfriend today and we were cracking up.....I date more than she does. The last three days I have had wild sex sandwiched by two new meetings with two new men. All which went very well.
It's a bruised ego thing. When I am feeling a little down, the flirting, the connection and the men all seem to lift my spirits. I admit it, I get a high out of being told I am beautiful. I get a high out of a man wanting me, desiring me.....that connection is so damn hot. When a man looks into your eyes and you can see that sparkle, that desire and then it also helps when they elude to the point that they have a raging hard on sitting there talking to you.
I can't understand why women show pictures that don't look like them anymore. Actually, I think if you are pretty, you are better off showing an okay pix so when they see you they are even more interested....seems to be working for me!
The Greek God is a little different and I can't put my finger on it. He is sexy, and when I think he is a little nerdy, he surprises me with some hot statement. There is something about him though...and I can't put my finger on it....I like him, I am attracted to him, he is funny but there's something.
He almost died when I called him on his approach. Let's see, a secret phone, I can't have his real number, mysterious where he exactly works so I took a shot in the dark since he is a going down the road similiar to Mystery Man... Listen I know Paul is not your real name.....so fess up. He was shocked...aaahh....the 4 other women he met never questioned him. I hit it on the head. And he was both intrigued and my catching him seems to have turned him on more. He has been calling me Penelope...i guess she had a lot of suitors in the Odyssey.....LOL I was going to read up a little more on her. I remember her from my childhood but haven't read the Odyssey lately.
So, I am not sure where I stand with this one. He's mine for the taking but am I ready to take?
It's a bruised ego thing. When I am feeling a little down, the flirting, the connection and the men all seem to lift my spirits. I admit it, I get a high out of being told I am beautiful. I get a high out of a man wanting me, desiring me.....that connection is so damn hot. When a man looks into your eyes and you can see that sparkle, that desire and then it also helps when they elude to the point that they have a raging hard on sitting there talking to you.
I can't understand why women show pictures that don't look like them anymore. Actually, I think if you are pretty, you are better off showing an okay pix so when they see you they are even more interested....seems to be working for me!
The Greek God is a little different and I can't put my finger on it. He is sexy, and when I think he is a little nerdy, he surprises me with some hot statement. There is something about him though...and I can't put my finger on it....I like him, I am attracted to him, he is funny but there's something.
He almost died when I called him on his approach. Let's see, a secret phone, I can't have his real number, mysterious where he exactly works so I took a shot in the dark since he is a going down the road similiar to Mystery Man... Listen I know Paul is not your real name.....so fess up. He was shocked...aaahh....the 4 other women he met never questioned him. I hit it on the head. And he was both intrigued and my catching him seems to have turned him on more. He has been calling me Penelope...i guess she had a lot of suitors in the Odyssey.....LOL I was going to read up a little more on her. I remember her from my childhood but haven't read the Odyssey lately.
So, I am not sure where I stand with this one. He's mine for the taking but am I ready to take?
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
Mixed Days
So....what a bizarre day. Ups and downs, ups and downs....First, I think I told you I did a commercial. Well nothing is weirder than hearing your own voice echo back in your head as you are thinking....very bizarre thing to hear yourself talking twice....lol Thought I was losing it for a second...actually, it was my voice on the commercial...lol
Then I had this deep inner sadness about Mystery Man. No, not the usual missing him. I miss him but know I can't go back to him. But it was bothering me that I didn't wish him a happy new year. Really bothering me.....so, I emailed him. Happy, Healthy and prosperous new year baby. Miss you. xoxo Hey its the truth.....and I felt better. Hurts still because I know he isn't going to respond. But I felt better wishing him....
Then, I met Mr. Security today. Didn't have high hopes about it because I didn't love his last pix he sent. But in person, he is really cute. A boyish cute with really sexy eyes. Hey kept saying how pleasantly surprised he was. How he was really into me and that I was even prettier than my picture....awwww...so sweet. I was like really? He was like yeah, really!! wow....a few men have said that. I think it depends on whether they like the au natural look.
And then I called Mr. Porsche to confirm tomorrow.....and well...he was like, I'm in a meeting and basically hung up. Wow....he never called back. I specifically didn't call all day because I didn't want to bother him. But we were suppose to meet tomorrow. Hmmm....I'm pissed. I hope he calls me first thing tomorrow.....RRRR men.
Then I had this deep inner sadness about Mystery Man. No, not the usual missing him. I miss him but know I can't go back to him. But it was bothering me that I didn't wish him a happy new year. Really bothering me.....so, I emailed him. Happy, Healthy and prosperous new year baby. Miss you. xoxo Hey its the truth.....and I felt better. Hurts still because I know he isn't going to respond. But I felt better wishing him....
Then, I met Mr. Security today. Didn't have high hopes about it because I didn't love his last pix he sent. But in person, he is really cute. A boyish cute with really sexy eyes. Hey kept saying how pleasantly surprised he was. How he was really into me and that I was even prettier than my picture....awwww...so sweet. I was like really? He was like yeah, really!! wow....a few men have said that. I think it depends on whether they like the au natural look.
And then I called Mr. Porsche to confirm tomorrow.....and well...he was like, I'm in a meeting and basically hung up. Wow....he never called back. I specifically didn't call all day because I didn't want to bother him. But we were suppose to meet tomorrow. Hmmm....I'm pissed. I hope he calls me first thing tomorrow.....RRRR men.
Blowjobs 101 by Cheri
For years, actually most of my life....I didn't get blowjobs. I mean sucking on a cock seemed so demeaning and gross. And then when I turned 39, the sexual side of me that I never knew existed decided to begin experimenting. What did I learn? That I didn't understand a blowjob. Yes, ignorance and lack of knowledge was at the root of my dislike of giving a blowjob.
I guess you can say with my sexual discovery came the appreciation of how sexy the cock is. I never realized how hot it was.....probably because I didn't know how amazing it was to interact with it. Yeah, I got the stick it in but I never actually took the time to listen to it. And you say, okay, I didn't know my cock talks....aaahhh, but it does.
I find it truly amazing how each man has his own likes and dislikes. How one thing can make a man moan and the same thing on another man...doesn't do it for them. I wouldn't say its a game but it is a challenge...."what does it for this guy?" I get personal satisfaction out of finding what each man's love is. It's the art of sucking cock. Now I am by no way a pro, but I am learning. And I am shocked how as a youngster, I was grossed out by cock and now the thought of a man's cock makes my mouth water.
It's also a control thing. You see, when you learn a man's likes, you know they are yearning for your lips. I think they yearn for a good blowjob even more than sex. Yes, once I learn a man's likes....it's a control you can't describe. It's the anticipation alone of your lips that make them hard...now that is hot. When a lover looks at my lips and it gives them a hard on before I even touch the....mmmmmm....how fucking hot is that?
So the first step...think about it. If your a man, what does it for you? Is it the sucking sound and slurping as a woman sucks on your head? Is the the deep throat going all the way down? Is it the licking up and down like a candy cane? Do you like your balls touched, licked, massaged or gently rubbed? Or is the hand motion with the lips that does it for you?
I have found no two men to be the same.....isn't that crazy? I mean no two men that I really tried to learn their likes were ever the same blowjob. It was like choosing from a chinese menu, one from column A and one from Column B. So is there one perfect blowjob that works on every man? Well every man I have met has thought that any blow job is a good blow job However, there is someone who gives a blowjob and someone who gives a really good blowjob. I crack up that I have fallen into that category. I am not bragging....but when 5 men tell you that you give an amazing blowjob, you gotta start believing it. So what is my secret?
Yup, you gotta wait. I am going to discuss my different techniques with each frog but now I have to work!! Aaahhh....yes, I guess this is a classic example of a COCK TEASE!!! Literally...lol
I guess you can say with my sexual discovery came the appreciation of how sexy the cock is. I never realized how hot it was.....probably because I didn't know how amazing it was to interact with it. Yeah, I got the stick it in but I never actually took the time to listen to it. And you say, okay, I didn't know my cock talks....aaahhh, but it does.
I find it truly amazing how each man has his own likes and dislikes. How one thing can make a man moan and the same thing on another man...doesn't do it for them. I wouldn't say its a game but it is a challenge...."what does it for this guy?" I get personal satisfaction out of finding what each man's love is. It's the art of sucking cock. Now I am by no way a pro, but I am learning. And I am shocked how as a youngster, I was grossed out by cock and now the thought of a man's cock makes my mouth water.
It's also a control thing. You see, when you learn a man's likes, you know they are yearning for your lips. I think they yearn for a good blowjob even more than sex. Yes, once I learn a man's likes....it's a control you can't describe. It's the anticipation alone of your lips that make them hard...now that is hot. When a lover looks at my lips and it gives them a hard on before I even touch the....mmmmmm....how fucking hot is that?
So the first step...think about it. If your a man, what does it for you? Is it the sucking sound and slurping as a woman sucks on your head? Is the the deep throat going all the way down? Is it the licking up and down like a candy cane? Do you like your balls touched, licked, massaged or gently rubbed? Or is the hand motion with the lips that does it for you?
I have found no two men to be the same.....isn't that crazy? I mean no two men that I really tried to learn their likes were ever the same blowjob. It was like choosing from a chinese menu, one from column A and one from Column B. So is there one perfect blowjob that works on every man? Well every man I have met has thought that any blow job is a good blow job However, there is someone who gives a blowjob and someone who gives a really good blowjob. I crack up that I have fallen into that category. I am not bragging....but when 5 men tell you that you give an amazing blowjob, you gotta start believing it. So what is my secret?
Yup, you gotta wait. I am going to discuss my different techniques with each frog but now I have to work!! Aaahhh....yes, I guess this is a classic example of a COCK TEASE!!! Literally...lol
Friday, January 02, 2009
Maturbating to My Blog?!!?
Okay, JF Break, I can't thank you enough right now. You see, I was sitting here working and I can sometimes catch messages that come in...and yours I was able to expand on my desktop....the timing couldn't be more perfect....you see my myspace is a combination of songs that motivate me and make me think of Mystery Man. Tears were filling my eyes....flashbacks were coming at an unbelievable rate.....we used to fuck to the songs on my myspace. So when I used to listen to it and work, I would begin dripping at the thought of him...thinking about him fucking me, each song brings back an intense moment in our relationship. We are talking dripping hot....fucking in the dressing room of Lord and Taylors (Better than Me By Hinder), Closer, Nine Inch Nails, Tell me baby, red hot chili peppers, Crazy Bitch even Anticipation was our first song.....so the tears were swelling in my eyes and your comment came across. And it made me giggle beyond belief!!
You see, I don't think of myself as a person that men would masturbate to...oh yeah, my podcast men would go wild but my blog....it's me, my heart and soul...does that turn men on....?
So after reading your entry....and when you put it that way, I guess I don't blame him 100% but remember he doesn't know this sexual side of me....he doesn't know I am so damn horny all the time...its just I was sleeping and its disturbing...anyway, I decided that in the next few days, I was going to post an entry that men can masturbate to....hmmmm....the topic...I feel like a shy girl..what would do it for you? I'm thinking...the thing I have the most passion for is giving a blowjob....so I am going to write about that...sounds ok? My different techniques of giving a blowjob....and what I learned..? or is that boring..?
But for now.....close your eyes, put on some headphones and listen to this song really loud. Imagine this song......blasting while the neons light and mirrors are all around....and you and your lover are having wild sex.... and a girl seductively sings to you as she is riding you "yes...knock me out!! knock me out!! Cause I waited for all my life....to be here with you tonight!!"
Yes, that girl with lips like morphine sucking on your cock like she waiting for all her life to be there wit you tonight!! A fantasy....hot? Yes, a flashback I keep having...not a dream, but a sweet memory now....sex like never before...God I miss that sex with Mystery Man!!
You see, I don't think of myself as a person that men would masturbate to...oh yeah, my podcast men would go wild but my blog....it's me, my heart and soul...does that turn men on....?
So after reading your entry....and when you put it that way, I guess I don't blame him 100% but remember he doesn't know this sexual side of me....he doesn't know I am so damn horny all the time...its just I was sleeping and its disturbing...anyway, I decided that in the next few days, I was going to post an entry that men can masturbate to....hmmmm....the topic...I feel like a shy girl..what would do it for you? I'm thinking...the thing I have the most passion for is giving a blowjob....so I am going to write about that...sounds ok? My different techniques of giving a blowjob....and what I learned..? or is that boring..?
But for now.....close your eyes, put on some headphones and listen to this song really loud. Imagine this song......blasting while the neons light and mirrors are all around....and you and your lover are having wild sex.... and a girl seductively sings to you as she is riding you "yes...knock me out!! knock me out!! Cause I waited for all my life....to be here with you tonight!!"
Yes, that girl with lips like morphine sucking on your cock like she waiting for all her life to be there wit you tonight!! A fantasy....hot? Yes, a flashback I keep having...not a dream, but a sweet memory now....sex like never before...God I miss that sex with Mystery Man!!
Thursday, January 01, 2009
Violated By My Husband
The new year started amicable. With my son, joking around watching Evil Knievel's son jump over the Mirage volcano. Now, let's face it.....what a bummer that would have been if he got hurt. And sitting there watching them show illustrations of what could possibly go wrong was kind of sick. Of course you wished he made it, it felt like it would have been an omen or something--like you were destined for a gloomy year if you watched him LIVE not make it....not my thing....I go for the happy, guaranteed happy moments when you enter the new year. There's enough doom waiting around the corner.
After midnight, I cleaned my closet (oh yes, nothing like getting a start on organization) and then I came down and worked a little. The husband had work so he was upstairs sleeping. I went up, got into bed but couldn't fall asleep. He soon awoke but I pretended to be asleep. I just didn't feel like talking to him and I had to go to sleep. He changed the channel. I have a habit of going to sleep watching TruTV....weird, I know, but I love the Forensic Files. Anyway, I decided not to do my usual by shouting out, I am still listening to that.
Little did I know, this bastard uses that as a test to molest me and rub or who knows what else he does to my crutch. Slowly I felt his hand coming closer, I said nothing, I had to be sure before I reacted but I was nauseous at the thought. Yes, those dreams I have had of spiders crawling all over me, me feeling him squeezing my ass.....they aren't fake.....they are fucking real. He does sexual things to me while I sleep. You may wonder, how do I not know. Well by the time I fall asleep, I am fallin on my sleep. Many nights, I take a sleeping aid to help my mind wind down even though it is beyond exhausted. So I am almost in a coma when I am asleep.
Anyway, just as his hand went onto my leg towards my crutch, I jumped up and said I knew it. I knew you were touching me when I slept. You're out of here...tomorrow night you are out of here and I grabbed my blanket and pillow and went to sleep on the couch. I couldn't sleep...I went to go sleep with my daughter....I think I slept two hours last night....I feel violated and repulsed!
Now before one of you decide to say well it's your wifely duty.....I believe it takes two to tango...it's his husbandly duty to provide for is famly and protect....so fuck the wifely duty. I am the provider, I work my ass off till I drop at night and then I am getting molested in my sleep. My subconscious knew, I haven't been sleeping well and my stomach cringes when I get into the bed. Fucking bastard!
You see, I take this as a sign. I take this as a sign from God that it is time. Because I look forward to the new year...you know how I am about a new day...each day I start it off saying..today is a new day, make the best of it. So how do you think I start the year off. With the highest of hopes. I mean I am pissed when a Monday morning (Sunday night) is horrendous. Or if someone misses the bus, or something goes wrong first thing Monday morning so can you imagine how I feel about a new year?!?!?!!?
IT is a sign. I haven't been able to lie down all day. I can't lie in my bed, I am literally nauseous...how can I sleep knowing he is sexually molesting me possibly. I can't lock the door atbecause of the kids. All I can say is Thank God I was up. Because I wouldn't have been in a deep sleep and it would have woken me and quite frankly, I don't know what I would have done if I awoke with his fingers inside of me. This has got to end. A sign from up above. We were co-existing but now he has crossed the line. I am setting the bed up in the den today and sticking to my guns. I want him out of there....
So, Happy New Year All....lol!!
After midnight, I cleaned my closet (oh yes, nothing like getting a start on organization) and then I came down and worked a little. The husband had work so he was upstairs sleeping. I went up, got into bed but couldn't fall asleep. He soon awoke but I pretended to be asleep. I just didn't feel like talking to him and I had to go to sleep. He changed the channel. I have a habit of going to sleep watching TruTV....weird, I know, but I love the Forensic Files. Anyway, I decided not to do my usual by shouting out, I am still listening to that.
Little did I know, this bastard uses that as a test to molest me and rub or who knows what else he does to my crutch. Slowly I felt his hand coming closer, I said nothing, I had to be sure before I reacted but I was nauseous at the thought. Yes, those dreams I have had of spiders crawling all over me, me feeling him squeezing my ass.....they aren't fake.....they are fucking real. He does sexual things to me while I sleep. You may wonder, how do I not know. Well by the time I fall asleep, I am fallin on my sleep. Many nights, I take a sleeping aid to help my mind wind down even though it is beyond exhausted. So I am almost in a coma when I am asleep.
Anyway, just as his hand went onto my leg towards my crutch, I jumped up and said I knew it. I knew you were touching me when I slept. You're out of here...tomorrow night you are out of here and I grabbed my blanket and pillow and went to sleep on the couch. I couldn't sleep...I went to go sleep with my daughter....I think I slept two hours last night....I feel violated and repulsed!
Now before one of you decide to say well it's your wifely duty.....I believe it takes two to tango...it's his husbandly duty to provide for is famly and protect....so fuck the wifely duty. I am the provider, I work my ass off till I drop at night and then I am getting molested in my sleep. My subconscious knew, I haven't been sleeping well and my stomach cringes when I get into the bed. Fucking bastard!
You see, I take this as a sign. I take this as a sign from God that it is time. Because I look forward to the new year...you know how I am about a new day...each day I start it off saying..today is a new day, make the best of it. So how do you think I start the year off. With the highest of hopes. I mean I am pissed when a Monday morning (Sunday night) is horrendous. Or if someone misses the bus, or something goes wrong first thing Monday morning so can you imagine how I feel about a new year?!?!?!!?
IT is a sign. I haven't been able to lie down all day. I can't lie in my bed, I am literally nauseous...how can I sleep knowing he is sexually molesting me possibly. I can't lock the door atbecause of the kids. All I can say is Thank God I was up. Because I wouldn't have been in a deep sleep and it would have woken me and quite frankly, I don't know what I would have done if I awoke with his fingers inside of me. This has got to end. A sign from up above. We were co-existing but now he has crossed the line. I am setting the bed up in the den today and sticking to my guns. I want him out of there....
So, Happy New Year All....lol!!
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