I have to say I was surprised. Mr. Porsche called this morning and wanted to escape for two hours. He was planning it last week but was afraid it would fall through and well we have been having some communication issues lately. Last week, we had gone to a show together. My phone was ringing off the hook...I think he was thinking it was frogs. And it actually was.
Well today I was entrenched in a project so when I didn't sound super excited I think he was a little disappointed. what did you want to meet for? work or play? whtever you want, its your time. Hmmm...lets see...I will take play.
When I got there, he was in a towel. He worked this weekend on something ridiculous. Well its not ridiculous but realistically its house stuff that unless you are a contractor, you pay someone to do. Heavy manual labor but he was determined. It is a personal thing not that he couldn't afford to hire someone. So his entire body was aching.
Come over here and cuddle with me, he said. WHAT, I don't feel like cuddling today!! I said. He started to crack up and pulled me on the bed. Here's the thing about Mr. Porsche that I love. He knows I am a PITA and accepts my ball busting ways. Others, get mad at me or get really annoyed. He finds my rebellion funny and he lets me have my dig and just laughs. Why?! Because he knows me. He knows that I am truly a mush. He knows that I am just protecting my heart with some little PITA TALK. I laid down and kissed and cuddled him. then massaged him from head to toe. His head, his neck, down his back, his ass, his legs, his feet and his hands. Poor thing, he was so tense. Yes, I did go back and massage his balls as well.
Get undressed, I need to feel your tits on me. And the good little slut that I am, I got undressed. I laid on him when suddenly, he came back to life. I want to make you cum...so I was on my knees, kind of lying across him when he starts to finger me using this little rubber finger. Our toy bag has exploded. In fact, the prostate massager is our second one and it is dead. I am writing to the company and I will post it here. Mr. Porsche said, you wouldn't write. I said watch me. I mean it, the damn thing is expensive and it should break after one use. He doesn't have a prostate of steel (which i will point out to the company when I write).
Anyway, I have to say. Mr. Porsche has gotten amazing at finding my gspot. I mean we are talking amazing. He played with my clit and used my juices to make it so smooth...then he goes in and he finds my gspot and I can't explain but I moan and have an out of body experience and I cum like crazy. I remember panting, I remember thinking there was other men in the room watching and POOF...my body went into orgasmic mode. WOOOWW!! Amazing how I went through 39 years of life and never had an orgasm. I have made up for it now!!
We cuddled, we talked. He was under so much stress that he really didn't think he could get it up. Well, well....we are talking to me. I was determined to put this mouth to good use and so I did. working his cock, I was certainly able to get him hard. He has the girth baby...the true girth..he loves to hear me gag. I did a few times. I got out the non vibrating prostate massager (still his favorite toy) and I worked it good. You see, I have my own power now. I know exactly where is prostate is...I know exactly what to do to get him off. And so he came like crazy. He says its a different kind of cum, wild....like he peaks and its almost like he is afraid it is going to hurt and then there is total ecstasy. Not sure exactly since its different for me but I love getting him to that point where its out of body experience.
We lied there after, I took my nails and tickled his body. We talked about everything and nothing. It was fabulous. I love days like that. So what he wants to do is get me in a threesome. Hmmm....maybe I should find a girl and we can go from Mr. Porsche directly to Mr. Astronaut the same day. Kill two birds with one stone. But more interestingly, he wants to pierce my nipples. I mean get it done professionally. Ever been with a girl or know a girl with pierced nipples. This is really turning him on and he is serious. I am not so sure about it. I mean these are my nipples and they happen to be a part of my body I like. Gotta think about this.
we left and things felt right. Things felt like they used to.....back on track!
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Monday, May 03, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Deviant Sex
I have come to the conclusion that Mr. Porsche and I definitely have deviant sex. It's bordering S&M. I have been in a real funk. I am miserable about myself. My appearance, my emotions, my life. Mr. Porsche sensed it today. Amazing how I tried to be upbeat but he said there was something in my voice that he can sense my sadness. I guess when you know someone for so long, you can tell their mood just by their hello. we were going to meet tomorrow but he moved it up to today. And now, I am glad.
Sex with Mr. Porsche, while normal for us, certainly has a different flava. When I am uptight...I always like to start by sucking his cock. Something about it relaxes me and takes me away. I love to see if I can get his entire cock in my mouth down to his balls. Today, I was successful. Deep sucks and lowering him deeper and deeper into my throat avoiding a gag reflex. Yum!! Amazing how the gag reflex relaxes more and more with practice.
Next, he loves to make me cum. I shaved my pussy except for a little strip. He took out the bag of ammunition and I knew I was going to cum and cum hard. A vibrator in my pussy and then he starts counting down as he is tightly twisting my nippples. When he starts to count, I feel the pressure and lose the orgasm....crap, but then he decides a bullet up my ass will put me over the edge. Well, I honestly can say it makes me feel like a pinball machine....all if a sudden there are sparks going all throughout my head...TILT...TILT....TILT....and my whole body loses control. But he doesn't stop there, he keeps going which makes me a little uncomfortable, borderline of pain, fear...I don't know but he holds me down to make me cum again. Now I am convulsing on the bed.
He's been talking about a woman joining us lately. As we all know, I am not there. Not what I really want but if it turns him on, its worth the talking. He fucks me with my legs in the air and then he turns me around. For some rear entry action. Slow and steady wins the race and that was exactly what it was. There's one point where I am not sure I can continue but that feeling slowly turns into pure pleasure. And he just keeps going until I cum again.
I collapse on the bed...we take a break and then I go back to giving him a handjob and using our prostate toy on him. Oh, I forgot to mention that he used it on me..we now own two! One doesn't have vibration (that is mine). Kind of cute...matching his and her anal toys....something every couple should own! Well this time, I can feel his prostate and he moans when I hit it. And then I go to town...just massaging it enough that is it driving him wild. He cums and he cums hard and then it stopped and he came some more. Holy crap, that prostate massager does do a number on him. Now Mr. P loves to be in control. So while he laughs and loves the feeling, it blows his mind that he is so out of control. A feeling he has never felt before.
We don't have a lot of time. We lie there and talk a little. He massages my neck and tries to get me to relax. I definitely felt better after one of our sessions. I started writing this on Thursday and finishing it now. Tonight I am not feeling so great. Mentally and physically, I am drained. I am definitely depressed. I am feeling very alone. There are actually no frogs in the pond or I should say I have thrown out all the frogs in the pond. Mr. Rockstar, I ignored his text. Mr. Cableman is not what I want. Mr. Divorce Attorney and Mr. Myspace Attorney, I ignored their texts. And that is it. I am alone because I am really choosing to be alone. Not sure how I feel about it. I just know I should be doing work and I can't. I am soooo tired lately. I just want to sleep and sleep. things keep breaking in the house, I fixed them today but I am drained. Heading to bed, heading to sleep. I seem to be focusing on happier days right now.
What happens if that is it? Do you ever think that we have an allotted amount of good times in life? What happens if I used mine all up already? I mean what happens if I am never satisfied again as I was a few years ago. A high unlike any high..what happens if I don't feel that high again? Okay, I am getting very deep. I guess exhaustion can do that to you.....worries and worries.
Sweet dreams!!
Sex with Mr. Porsche, while normal for us, certainly has a different flava. When I am uptight...I always like to start by sucking his cock. Something about it relaxes me and takes me away. I love to see if I can get his entire cock in my mouth down to his balls. Today, I was successful. Deep sucks and lowering him deeper and deeper into my throat avoiding a gag reflex. Yum!! Amazing how the gag reflex relaxes more and more with practice.
Next, he loves to make me cum. I shaved my pussy except for a little strip. He took out the bag of ammunition and I knew I was going to cum and cum hard. A vibrator in my pussy and then he starts counting down as he is tightly twisting my nippples. When he starts to count, I feel the pressure and lose the orgasm....crap, but then he decides a bullet up my ass will put me over the edge. Well, I honestly can say it makes me feel like a pinball machine....all if a sudden there are sparks going all throughout my head...TILT...TILT....TILT....and my whole body loses control. But he doesn't stop there, he keeps going which makes me a little uncomfortable, borderline of pain, fear...I don't know but he holds me down to make me cum again. Now I am convulsing on the bed.
He's been talking about a woman joining us lately. As we all know, I am not there. Not what I really want but if it turns him on, its worth the talking. He fucks me with my legs in the air and then he turns me around. For some rear entry action. Slow and steady wins the race and that was exactly what it was. There's one point where I am not sure I can continue but that feeling slowly turns into pure pleasure. And he just keeps going until I cum again.
I collapse on the bed...we take a break and then I go back to giving him a handjob and using our prostate toy on him. Oh, I forgot to mention that he used it on me..we now own two! One doesn't have vibration (that is mine). Kind of cute...matching his and her anal toys....something every couple should own! Well this time, I can feel his prostate and he moans when I hit it. And then I go to town...just massaging it enough that is it driving him wild. He cums and he cums hard and then it stopped and he came some more. Holy crap, that prostate massager does do a number on him. Now Mr. P loves to be in control. So while he laughs and loves the feeling, it blows his mind that he is so out of control. A feeling he has never felt before.
We don't have a lot of time. We lie there and talk a little. He massages my neck and tries to get me to relax. I definitely felt better after one of our sessions. I started writing this on Thursday and finishing it now. Tonight I am not feeling so great. Mentally and physically, I am drained. I am definitely depressed. I am feeling very alone. There are actually no frogs in the pond or I should say I have thrown out all the frogs in the pond. Mr. Rockstar, I ignored his text. Mr. Cableman is not what I want. Mr. Divorce Attorney and Mr. Myspace Attorney, I ignored their texts. And that is it. I am alone because I am really choosing to be alone. Not sure how I feel about it. I just know I should be doing work and I can't. I am soooo tired lately. I just want to sleep and sleep. things keep breaking in the house, I fixed them today but I am drained. Heading to bed, heading to sleep. I seem to be focusing on happier days right now.
What happens if that is it? Do you ever think that we have an allotted amount of good times in life? What happens if I used mine all up already? I mean what happens if I am never satisfied again as I was a few years ago. A high unlike any high..what happens if I don't feel that high again? Okay, I am getting very deep. I guess exhaustion can do that to you.....worries and worries.
Sweet dreams!!
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Alienation of Affection Law- Mistress owes big bucks
Alienation of Affection LAW? A North Carolina mistress was sued by a man's wife under this law and she was awarded $9 million dollars today. YIKES...now that is scary! And personally, I think it is ridiculous. The husband even admitted to tons of other affairs but the wife sued this mistress. The wife was on an interview that said that everything was perfect in their marriage until she came along. Hard to believe chickie!! Nothing for nothing but it wasn't like she was a porn star or a gorgeous model that lured him in.
I cannot believe the courts got involved in this and allow this to go so far. I can't believe the wife allowed this to be dragged through the courts and she appears on tv. HELLO? Aren't you doing another horrible thing to your children? And please, she dragged him away. Last time I checked it takes two to tango. It is ridiculous that the husband gets away without any recourse yet the mistress is the one in trouble. Reality is, your husband was there and was a willing participant. Reality is, he had been unhappy in your marriage and you didnt see the signs. I certainly do not believe that this woman held him against his will or seduced him like a succubus!
The wife's name is Cindy Shackelford and the mistress Anne Lundquist. Funny, they never mentioned the husbands name...
Alienation of Affection Law is only still in existence in seven states: North Carolina, Hawaii, Mississippi, Utah, South Dakota, New Mexico and Illinois. So if you are in those states and cheating BEWARE. Here is what determines if you have a suit.
To succeed on an alienation claim, the plaintiff has to show that (1) the marriage entailed love between the spouses in some degree; (2) the spousal love was alienated and destroyed; and (3) defendant’s malicious conduct contributed to or caused the loss of affection. It is not necessary to show that the defendant set out to destroy the marital relationship, but only that he or she intentionally engaged in acts which would foreseeably impact on the marriage.
Originally this law was put into place because women were considered property. Interesting how an old law can be pulled up and used today.
I cannot believe the courts got involved in this and allow this to go so far. I can't believe the wife allowed this to be dragged through the courts and she appears on tv. HELLO? Aren't you doing another horrible thing to your children? And please, she dragged him away. Last time I checked it takes two to tango. It is ridiculous that the husband gets away without any recourse yet the mistress is the one in trouble. Reality is, your husband was there and was a willing participant. Reality is, he had been unhappy in your marriage and you didnt see the signs. I certainly do not believe that this woman held him against his will or seduced him like a succubus!
The wife's name is Cindy Shackelford and the mistress Anne Lundquist. Funny, they never mentioned the husbands name...
Alienation of Affection Law is only still in existence in seven states: North Carolina, Hawaii, Mississippi, Utah, South Dakota, New Mexico and Illinois. So if you are in those states and cheating BEWARE. Here is what determines if you have a suit.
To succeed on an alienation claim, the plaintiff has to show that (1) the marriage entailed love between the spouses in some degree; (2) the spousal love was alienated and destroyed; and (3) defendant’s malicious conduct contributed to or caused the loss of affection. It is not necessary to show that the defendant set out to destroy the marital relationship, but only that he or she intentionally engaged in acts which would foreseeably impact on the marriage.
Originally this law was put into place because women were considered property. Interesting how an old law can be pulled up and used today.
Monday, December 21, 2009
What A Hot Hose He Had
So I had a date with the fireman on Friday night. Truth is, I have to learn the single rules of dating. I am a newbie in this world. There seems to be rules and timelines and I have no idea what they are. A married man, there is no timeline. You either like each other or you don't. If you like each other, you plan for additional meetings and the wings of lust fly you away. With single men, there are rules?!
The fireman picked me up at 7:00PM. I jumped in his car. I hate the first second. Neither one of you knows what to say or think...OMG, does he like me? OMG are we into eachother? I have to say, I was pleasantly surprised. While he looked a tinge older than his pix...not much really...he looked hot like his pix. I was very happy and was hoping so was he. We went off to a nice restaurant where we shared appetizers, had drinks and even shared our meal. We had lobster and steak and scallops, shrimp and clams. We talked, we laughed and he did magic tricks. Very cool, he made the salt shaker disappear. He made a coin change....it was fun. We talked joking, we talked serious...it was a nice night. And the drinks, we kept drinking and drinking. I have decided I can't drink like that on first dates (you will see why!) But I wasn't tipsy but feeling very nice. The french fries came and there was one that was over 9 inches long. I am bigger than that he said and I started laughing. I actually snapped a pix of the fry which I will have to post tomorrow.
After dinner, we went to the bar for a drink and we sat and talked some more. He finally reached over and kissed me. Okay, he was into me. I thought he was, I mean he invited me to his getaway house for one unspecified weekend but if he didn't like me, he didn't have to invite me. As we were sitting at the bar, I realized this was the same restaurant that wacko pulled out his cock at the bar. He started to tell me how I would be very impressed with his. I giggled and said, oh no..are you going to whip it out?! I would never, he said. I would just show pictures. We both laughed. He went on and on how magnificent it was....I was laughing hysterical. I reminded him that he shouldn't praise it so much, I might see it one day and call his bluff.
One more drink, and I actually was seeing a picture of his cock on his camera. Well I have to say, first, that he is built unbelievably. We are talking he has the broadest shoulders and strongest legs. He has one hell of a body. And his cock, I thought you couldn't build up muscle in your cock but this guys cock is something I have never seen before. Most guys cocks have girth but they are wide with thickness. This guy's cock reminded me of a budweiser bottle. It looked really round and as thick as a bottle. Wow, this wasd unique. And in length, it seemed long. His cock looked like it worked out!! lol
After kissing at the bar, we decided to go to a local arcade place. In front of the place, he leaned over in the car and kissed me. It got really hot and intense. The passion was flowing and I could feel myself getting super wet as I could also feel that he was getting super hard. At one point, II knew we had to get out of that car because we were attacking each other.
Playing the games, he was shocked when I beat him at a skeeball. Eventually he figured out that the scores were accumulating but I denied it. It was too funny how he couldn't believe I would win something. Air hockey, he kicked my butt. I was pretty good at deal or no deal and wheel of fortune. We drank some more and we played the games and it was really a lot of fun.
At one point, we sat down at the bar and drank. The conversation ended up getting serious. As a fireman, he is faced with some serious things and well, one event actually has left him with some serious lung issues. He also told me that they found spots on his kidneys which he isn't checking into. That made me sad. I could tell that his eyes were getting a little watery. How this conversation came to be? We were talking about life. How you gotta live one day at a time. How you should just go for it and not think about tomorrow because there might not be a tomorrow. Do today and live it like it were your last day. (Okay, so now you must be seeing the frame of mind that was developing....drinks, hot man, live today....need I say more!)
We actually played in the arcade until one in the morning. We handed in our tickets and I got...a stuffed frog!!!! Yes, for my bed and I must confess, a Scooby Doo. Scooby Doo always makes me happy but then of course I had a fleeting moment of thinking of Mystery Man (which passed now that I know he is fucking around). With stuffed animals in hand, we went to the car and headed to my house.
Talking and laughing the whole way home. We got to my block and we stopped at the corner so I could kiss him goodnight. Well, that was some hell of a kisss....it was intense and hot and I didn't want to stop. Strong, his body so hard against me....I didn't want to sit there just in case my neighbors would see so we went to the schoolyard and parked.
Well, when we got to the parking lot, I don't even remember starting to kiss but it started to get super hot. And I felt myself getting super horny....and his cock was super hard and I had to see it up close. So as his hands massaged my breasts and he squeezed my nipple, I removed his cock from his pants. AllI could say is WOW. that baby was round like a beer bottle. He was super endowed, I have never seen anything quite like it...my hand didn't fit around it...I stroked up and down and he moaned with each stroke. And I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter and pulsating more and more. Oh my, this was getting way too heated but I couldn't stop. The more I touched his cock, the more I wanted it deep inside of me.
I pulled him over to my seat and we lowered the chair. His hot body was lying over me, his shirt was off now and I could hardly contain myself. Dear God, this man was built with a six pack and more. My pants were opened and his were too...thankfully we had nothing or we would have fucked right there. But he touched me and he could feel the wetness which made him moan even loader....I was still stroking his cock when he moved it up to my mouth...I hesitated but then I couldn't resist....he kept leaning above me and moving his cock in and out of my mouth. My pants were all the way down now...and I just had to rub my clit for one second, the idea of the car passing, us in the open, his hard cock and body, his cock in my mouth.....and then he said..oh man, I can't hold it, I am going to cum... so cum I said.... and at the same time, we both climaxed and he shot his load all over me hair and face....he quickly grabbed his shirt to wipe me off..I giggled. I can't remember the last time I came so quickly and got so damn wet like that with little help.
He drove me home and kissed me good night. I don't remember much about getting into the house. And I felt great. I sent him a text the next morning, he answered and said he had a fun time too. And then I didn't hear from him or did he say we will have to do this again. It just laid there and I realized what a mistake I made. I should have refrained but I didn't. It just felt right. Of course, my friends all yelled at me and that made it worse. Today, I couldn't take it anymore, I called and apologized for drinking and what happened.
He called back a 1/2 hour later....Hey baby, who are you apologizing to? I thought we were going with the live and let live attitude? I know, but I felt like it wasn't appropriate. Oh come on, stop it. He wasn't feeling well, had been at the doctors. I'll call on him to check on him tomorrow. I guess I like more definite plans after. Like, hopefully we can get together again soon?!?
On another note, Mr. Porsche called on Friday night, two times. I think he knew, I always answer my phone. He called on Saturday to check on me. And my buddy, Mr. Security, called today. He is going through a tough divorce and he needed to talk. I love that we are friends. The movie Hangover is coming to Movie On Demand next week and we have made a date to watch that together at my house. I don't know when but hopefully soon. Things are okay with us and I like it. With Mr. Security, I think its not the right time for us but for some reason, I think we will be together again in the future. Only time will tell.....
There are others, Divorce Attorney wanted to come over, Mr. Astronaut/the Cop and I are fighting over a threesome. I am perfect except for that is his words. Grrrr....after I told him about my date, he ran onto Ashley Madison and has been on there for two days now consistently. He's trying to find that perfect woman. I keep annoying him by writing, you will never find anyone like me..your loss baby. It's pissing him off...lol
The fireman picked me up at 7:00PM. I jumped in his car. I hate the first second. Neither one of you knows what to say or think...OMG, does he like me? OMG are we into eachother? I have to say, I was pleasantly surprised. While he looked a tinge older than his pix...not much really...he looked hot like his pix. I was very happy and was hoping so was he. We went off to a nice restaurant where we shared appetizers, had drinks and even shared our meal. We had lobster and steak and scallops, shrimp and clams. We talked, we laughed and he did magic tricks. Very cool, he made the salt shaker disappear. He made a coin change....it was fun. We talked joking, we talked serious...it was a nice night. And the drinks, we kept drinking and drinking. I have decided I can't drink like that on first dates (you will see why!) But I wasn't tipsy but feeling very nice. The french fries came and there was one that was over 9 inches long. I am bigger than that he said and I started laughing. I actually snapped a pix of the fry which I will have to post tomorrow.
After dinner, we went to the bar for a drink and we sat and talked some more. He finally reached over and kissed me. Okay, he was into me. I thought he was, I mean he invited me to his getaway house for one unspecified weekend but if he didn't like me, he didn't have to invite me. As we were sitting at the bar, I realized this was the same restaurant that wacko pulled out his cock at the bar. He started to tell me how I would be very impressed with his. I giggled and said, oh no..are you going to whip it out?! I would never, he said. I would just show pictures. We both laughed. He went on and on how magnificent it was....I was laughing hysterical. I reminded him that he shouldn't praise it so much, I might see it one day and call his bluff.
One more drink, and I actually was seeing a picture of his cock on his camera. Well I have to say, first, that he is built unbelievably. We are talking he has the broadest shoulders and strongest legs. He has one hell of a body. And his cock, I thought you couldn't build up muscle in your cock but this guys cock is something I have never seen before. Most guys cocks have girth but they are wide with thickness. This guy's cock reminded me of a budweiser bottle. It looked really round and as thick as a bottle. Wow, this wasd unique. And in length, it seemed long. His cock looked like it worked out!! lol
After kissing at the bar, we decided to go to a local arcade place. In front of the place, he leaned over in the car and kissed me. It got really hot and intense. The passion was flowing and I could feel myself getting super wet as I could also feel that he was getting super hard. At one point, II knew we had to get out of that car because we were attacking each other.
Playing the games, he was shocked when I beat him at a skeeball. Eventually he figured out that the scores were accumulating but I denied it. It was too funny how he couldn't believe I would win something. Air hockey, he kicked my butt. I was pretty good at deal or no deal and wheel of fortune. We drank some more and we played the games and it was really a lot of fun.
At one point, we sat down at the bar and drank. The conversation ended up getting serious. As a fireman, he is faced with some serious things and well, one event actually has left him with some serious lung issues. He also told me that they found spots on his kidneys which he isn't checking into. That made me sad. I could tell that his eyes were getting a little watery. How this conversation came to be? We were talking about life. How you gotta live one day at a time. How you should just go for it and not think about tomorrow because there might not be a tomorrow. Do today and live it like it were your last day. (Okay, so now you must be seeing the frame of mind that was developing....drinks, hot man, live today....need I say more!)
We actually played in the arcade until one in the morning. We handed in our tickets and I got...a stuffed frog!!!! Yes, for my bed and I must confess, a Scooby Doo. Scooby Doo always makes me happy but then of course I had a fleeting moment of thinking of Mystery Man (which passed now that I know he is fucking around). With stuffed animals in hand, we went to the car and headed to my house.
Talking and laughing the whole way home. We got to my block and we stopped at the corner so I could kiss him goodnight. Well, that was some hell of a kisss....it was intense and hot and I didn't want to stop. Strong, his body so hard against me....I didn't want to sit there just in case my neighbors would see so we went to the schoolyard and parked.
Well, when we got to the parking lot, I don't even remember starting to kiss but it started to get super hot. And I felt myself getting super horny....and his cock was super hard and I had to see it up close. So as his hands massaged my breasts and he squeezed my nipple, I removed his cock from his pants. AllI could say is WOW. that baby was round like a beer bottle. He was super endowed, I have never seen anything quite like it...my hand didn't fit around it...I stroked up and down and he moaned with each stroke. And I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter and pulsating more and more. Oh my, this was getting way too heated but I couldn't stop. The more I touched his cock, the more I wanted it deep inside of me.
I pulled him over to my seat and we lowered the chair. His hot body was lying over me, his shirt was off now and I could hardly contain myself. Dear God, this man was built with a six pack and more. My pants were opened and his were too...thankfully we had nothing or we would have fucked right there. But he touched me and he could feel the wetness which made him moan even loader....I was still stroking his cock when he moved it up to my mouth...I hesitated but then I couldn't resist....he kept leaning above me and moving his cock in and out of my mouth. My pants were all the way down now...and I just had to rub my clit for one second, the idea of the car passing, us in the open, his hard cock and body, his cock in my mouth.....and then he said..oh man, I can't hold it, I am going to cum... so cum I said.... and at the same time, we both climaxed and he shot his load all over me hair and face....he quickly grabbed his shirt to wipe me off..I giggled. I can't remember the last time I came so quickly and got so damn wet like that with little help.
He drove me home and kissed me good night. I don't remember much about getting into the house. And I felt great. I sent him a text the next morning, he answered and said he had a fun time too. And then I didn't hear from him or did he say we will have to do this again. It just laid there and I realized what a mistake I made. I should have refrained but I didn't. It just felt right. Of course, my friends all yelled at me and that made it worse. Today, I couldn't take it anymore, I called and apologized for drinking and what happened.
He called back a 1/2 hour later....Hey baby, who are you apologizing to? I thought we were going with the live and let live attitude? I know, but I felt like it wasn't appropriate. Oh come on, stop it. He wasn't feeling well, had been at the doctors. I'll call on him to check on him tomorrow. I guess I like more definite plans after. Like, hopefully we can get together again soon?!?
On another note, Mr. Porsche called on Friday night, two times. I think he knew, I always answer my phone. He called on Saturday to check on me. And my buddy, Mr. Security, called today. He is going through a tough divorce and he needed to talk. I love that we are friends. The movie Hangover is coming to Movie On Demand next week and we have made a date to watch that together at my house. I don't know when but hopefully soon. Things are okay with us and I like it. With Mr. Security, I think its not the right time for us but for some reason, I think we will be together again in the future. Only time will tell.....
There are others, Divorce Attorney wanted to come over, Mr. Astronaut/the Cop and I are fighting over a threesome. I am perfect except for that is his words. Grrrr....after I told him about my date, he ran onto Ashley Madison and has been on there for two days now consistently. He's trying to find that perfect woman. I keep annoying him by writing, you will never find anyone like me..your loss baby. It's pissing him off...lol
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Mr. Security and the Stalking
Mr. Security is getting divorced as well. We have been in contact but he is afraid to see me. Within two weeks of his wife leaving, he hooked up with a neighbor down the block. He is trying this monogamy thing for awhile. Interesting concept but I admit, I don't plan on making it easy for him. I always felt one reason I lost MM was because of Mr. Security so to not have him even for a little==nah, I am going to make it a little rough for him to be a one woman man right now. And, it's for his own good. His track record of wives are woman who have never worked a day in their lives and need saving. And the new one is exactly that again--so I am doing a good service (hehehe) and quite frankly, I enjoy working him up a little.
However, I did have some things for his kids that we were suppose to meet and I was going to give him. I am tired of that bag sitting in my livingroom SOOOO I decided to look his address up on the computer. It was way too easy, he is listed...address and all. He isn't home (out with the kids), I am going to drop the bag off and leave. If he wants to see me after that, the bag is no excuse.
He lives relatively close to me (5 minutes actually) so I drove into his development. One thing, there is only one way in and one way out. I am pulling up to his house..getting ready to stop and drop when as I pull up--he is OUTSIDE emptying food shopping bags fron the car. CRAP! You see, I have a very obvious car. BRIGHT RED. Oh yes, you know I am coming for a good mile and since I had just gotten it washed....it shines like crazy. As I noticed him, he noticed me as well. My plan to drop and leave and text that I left it at his door, was not a plan anymore. My heart was palpitating and giggling at the same time because his expression was priceless.
I pulled up...."hey you! here's the puzzles. Nice to see you. Gotta go to lowes bye!" and I started to walk back to my car. He was speechless which for him is a miracle. WAIT WAIT WAIT!! as he is smiling and holding his head. How did you find me? DUH...white pages baby. Okay, gotta go... Wooooooooo....come over here.
So I walked over..."Hi, he said smiling." and he introduced me to his daughter. "Do you always stalk people and bring them puzzles??""
Nah, I leave other things as well....and started giggling.
We started chatting small talk and then he said to me. " You look great! I am glad you broke the ice. Can you come in for a second? " And then I said to him "I truly wanted to drop this off, I didn't mean to pop in on you...are you sure?" "Yes, he said...come on in"
So he gave me a tour of his house. And he showed me some things we spoke about on the phone over the year and then I said I have to go. He walked me to the door and said "so I have the popcorn already, just let me know when movie night is".
He walked me to the car and he kissed me goodby. As we were standing there, you could feel the sparks. Looking into his eyes..they sparkle and melt me and he knows that. Those eyes have sparkle like I have never seen before. I had to get out of there because my mind was wandering. "Thinking about some flashbacks?' he said....and I think I blushed. Giving him a seductive look I looked him in the eye and said "yeah, is that a problem? you bending me over the desk in the hotel just flashed across my mind". And he answered back "yeah, one of my favorite...along with me doing you on the bed as I whispered in your ear". UGH!!!!!! He knew I died from that flashback.....I kept a straight face...Yeah, that one too was hot. I'll use that one later" And very cool, I jumped in my car and threw him a kiss and drove away.
that was a week ago, and we have been in contact a couple of times a week since. He has been calling me almost everyday to say hi or messenger me to say something hysterical.
Tonight I was chatting with him and I told him I got new carpeting. "Awwww..your carpeting got laid before you". Fighting words there....total teasing is in line. So for the next half hour, I tortured him. Thanks for this raging woody before bed he said. And then I decided to top it off with a lip picture... WOW, I know those lips well. They are so damn hot!
I've been good, but busy. Busy with life, busy with the house, busy with the kids, busy with taking care of things. It has not been easy. Good things but I don't know what to do first. I cancelled with Mr. Sugar Daddy for tomorrow because I am seeing Mr. Porsche. We won't have time to sleep together but we are grabbing some lunch. I have been craving sex and with so many men, I have not gotten it at all.....Today I said to Mr. Porsche "do you still want me?" He answered "I've been busy but craving you everyday. You know I want you badly." Aaahhh....tomorrow I am going to figure out how to sneak a bj except there is one little sticky thing--tomorrow, he is meeting my kid. A little weird, I am nervous....my worlds are colliding but its ok.
OH! Heard through the grapevine,...the hubby went on a date. Gotta tell ya, the last five times he has been here, he is scratching his balls constantly. I hope he didn't catch anything....lol He didn't do that when he lived here.
However, I did have some things for his kids that we were suppose to meet and I was going to give him. I am tired of that bag sitting in my livingroom SOOOO I decided to look his address up on the computer. It was way too easy, he is listed...address and all. He isn't home (out with the kids), I am going to drop the bag off and leave. If he wants to see me after that, the bag is no excuse.
He lives relatively close to me (5 minutes actually) so I drove into his development. One thing, there is only one way in and one way out. I am pulling up to his house..getting ready to stop and drop when as I pull up--he is OUTSIDE emptying food shopping bags fron the car. CRAP! You see, I have a very obvious car. BRIGHT RED. Oh yes, you know I am coming for a good mile and since I had just gotten it washed....it shines like crazy. As I noticed him, he noticed me as well. My plan to drop and leave and text that I left it at his door, was not a plan anymore. My heart was palpitating and giggling at the same time because his expression was priceless.
I pulled up...."hey you! here's the puzzles. Nice to see you. Gotta go to lowes bye!" and I started to walk back to my car. He was speechless which for him is a miracle. WAIT WAIT WAIT!! as he is smiling and holding his head. How did you find me? DUH...white pages baby. Okay, gotta go... Wooooooooo....come over here.
So I walked over..."Hi, he said smiling." and he introduced me to his daughter. "Do you always stalk people and bring them puzzles??""
Nah, I leave other things as well....and started giggling.
We started chatting small talk and then he said to me. " You look great! I am glad you broke the ice. Can you come in for a second? " And then I said to him "I truly wanted to drop this off, I didn't mean to pop in on you...are you sure?" "Yes, he said...come on in"
So he gave me a tour of his house. And he showed me some things we spoke about on the phone over the year and then I said I have to go. He walked me to the door and said "so I have the popcorn already, just let me know when movie night is".
He walked me to the car and he kissed me goodby. As we were standing there, you could feel the sparks. Looking into his eyes..they sparkle and melt me and he knows that. Those eyes have sparkle like I have never seen before. I had to get out of there because my mind was wandering. "Thinking about some flashbacks?' he said....and I think I blushed. Giving him a seductive look I looked him in the eye and said "yeah, is that a problem? you bending me over the desk in the hotel just flashed across my mind". And he answered back "yeah, one of my favorite...along with me doing you on the bed as I whispered in your ear". UGH!!!!!! He knew I died from that flashback.....I kept a straight face...Yeah, that one too was hot. I'll use that one later" And very cool, I jumped in my car and threw him a kiss and drove away.
that was a week ago, and we have been in contact a couple of times a week since. He has been calling me almost everyday to say hi or messenger me to say something hysterical.
Tonight I was chatting with him and I told him I got new carpeting. "Awwww..your carpeting got laid before you". Fighting words there....total teasing is in line. So for the next half hour, I tortured him. Thanks for this raging woody before bed he said. And then I decided to top it off with a lip picture... WOW, I know those lips well. They are so damn hot!
I've been good, but busy. Busy with life, busy with the house, busy with the kids, busy with taking care of things. It has not been easy. Good things but I don't know what to do first. I cancelled with Mr. Sugar Daddy for tomorrow because I am seeing Mr. Porsche. We won't have time to sleep together but we are grabbing some lunch. I have been craving sex and with so many men, I have not gotten it at all.....Today I said to Mr. Porsche "do you still want me?" He answered "I've been busy but craving you everyday. You know I want you badly." Aaahhh....tomorrow I am going to figure out how to sneak a bj except there is one little sticky thing--tomorrow, he is meeting my kid. A little weird, I am nervous....my worlds are colliding but its ok.
OH! Heard through the grapevine,...the hubby went on a date. Gotta tell ya, the last five times he has been here, he is scratching his balls constantly. I hope he didn't catch anything....lol He didn't do that when he lived here.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Meeting The Rockstar
A new potential frog--the Rockstar. My theory on life--I don't go out of my way on a first meeting. And you may say...why? Well, I guess it is a combination of being nervous, a little self conscious and shy....and in the same breath...a little self assured. A weird combination. But hey, if I dress in a hot outfit and put tons of makeup on....well, then that is the girl he is going to expect each time. I meet men in my suit. A business pant suit with high heels, a camisole underneath, makeup but not over kill and some nice, fun jewelry. Why? Because that is what they are going to see me in most of the time if we have afternoon or after work dates. What you see is what you get. Why pretend? why stress yourself out?
Of course, I usually don't show up with a frozen lip and my lips looking all messed up. My girlfriend could not believe that I went on the meeting. I just shoved him in between my chaos. When I told her about my day and that I went on a meeting, the tears rolled down her face. When I told her about the meeting...she literally was crying. We actually both were because I realized how crazy it was to someone else.
Mr. Rockstar is divorced. I met him on Ashley Madison. He has no kids so really he is like single. He used to be in a rockband....hence the rockstar label. He is into no drama (hahahaha) and no pressure. The man is looking for a long term relationship. Okay, so far, everything I am not!!
I called and warned him that I had a frozen lip. He said we could cancel but I said no lets meet. I tried to put lipstick on....weird..I could see my lip moving when I put the lipstick on but felt nothing. I walked in and he smiled. We went up and got a drink. We were at StarFucks of course. I wasn't really thinking. I love the Pumpkin Latte at Starbucks and they are back for the winter months!! Woooo Hooo...so I had one. Not exactly a good choice for a frozen lip girl. You see I was worried about froth being stuck on my lip. not being able to say M, B, P...and Breath sounded ridiculous.....lol my lip looked strange.....I shouldn't have met him..
we discussed the dentist. We discussed healthcare. We discussed our jobs. We then somehow got on the topic of other people we both met, past relationships and life. Now mind you, I was concerned about the froth on the lips thing. So which each drink I would wipe my lips. after I would drink, he would say....you are fine. so that I wouldn't have to wipe my lip. It became part of the conversation.....yes, an I Love Lucy episode. He would be telling me something and in mid sentence he would say you are fine and then go on with his conversation. i giggled there but after with my girlfriend, we were dying. Yes, a man who doesn't like chaos or drama and look what he is dealing with. the woman who calls him, shows up ten minutes late because I lost a kid and forgot to get my dog. Oh yeah, this none drama thing should have been clear to him....LOL
We had a nice conversation but I couldn't figure out if he was into me as a friend or more than a friend. Here's the thing about single men. Married men, there is no real courtship phase. Its apparent what you are looking for. Okay, I do the coffee, lunch and then sex. But with single men, I gotta get used to a more drawn out romancing stage. I also did everything I shouldn't have done besides the lip thing--I told him all the drama. Like its a test in a way. Like me for me or forget it. My girlfriend said he should have run.
at the end of the date, he said too bad you wouldn't feel it if I kissed you. Maybe I would I said. So he reached down and he kissed me gently on the lips. Or so I thought it was my lips because I only could feel the outside of the kiss. Very strange to feel toothless. I hope I never lose my teeth and become a gummer. Anyway, I smiled and said it felt nice and we left.
I got home and that night he was online. I guess it was a bust. Oh well, it didn't matter. I wasn't sure if I liked him or not. There was something a little off....something a little flower childy about him or it was his rockstar thing. Either way....not the Type A personality I am craving. He's probably better for me but I need that type A personality...lol I sent him a not through Ashley. "Thank you for the coffee. I'm glad we met. And I wanted you to know my lip unfroze". He wrote back that it tasted good even if it was a frozen lip. I wrote back that he would have to kiss me again sometime to tell me whether it tastes better frozen or room temperature. And that was it.
I figured I would never hear from him again. suprisingly he wrote me a note today. How are u? But I missed it with the crazy number of emails coming through. I noticed it as I was deleting it. I wrote him a note, did you text me today. He called me. I guess he thought I was blowing him off. We spoke for an hour. We can talk and talk. He's very nice. And then he asked me out for dinner. Cool. I was trying to not do dinner since my situation is not finalized (I will have to tell you about that too). Anyway, he noticed I was skirting the dinner and it was a little uncomfortable. I just said that lets have a backup night and he felt better I guess. I just don't want to keep a low profile till my marriage is dissolved or he moves out next month.
So...the moral of the story.....some men can handle a frazzled blonde with a frozen lip!
Mr. P called me today to wish me a good weekend. We are still not on track but we are much better. I wonder if nothing has changed but I just see our relationship differently or is it different? He absolutely has pulled away although he totally denies it. I was once his sounding board we don't even talk about work. He used to tell me all that he does on weekends, he doesn't tell me anymore. Personally, I think he is preparing himself for me to be dating. He keeps mentioning the dating each conversation. Is he preparing for our end? Funny, I don't see why we would have to end.
Of course, I usually don't show up with a frozen lip and my lips looking all messed up. My girlfriend could not believe that I went on the meeting. I just shoved him in between my chaos. When I told her about my day and that I went on a meeting, the tears rolled down her face. When I told her about the meeting...she literally was crying. We actually both were because I realized how crazy it was to someone else.
Mr. Rockstar is divorced. I met him on Ashley Madison. He has no kids so really he is like single. He used to be in a rockband....hence the rockstar label. He is into no drama (hahahaha) and no pressure. The man is looking for a long term relationship. Okay, so far, everything I am not!!
I called and warned him that I had a frozen lip. He said we could cancel but I said no lets meet. I tried to put lipstick on....weird..I could see my lip moving when I put the lipstick on but felt nothing. I walked in and he smiled. We went up and got a drink. We were at StarFucks of course. I wasn't really thinking. I love the Pumpkin Latte at Starbucks and they are back for the winter months!! Woooo Hooo...so I had one. Not exactly a good choice for a frozen lip girl. You see I was worried about froth being stuck on my lip. not being able to say M, B, P...and Breath sounded ridiculous.....lol my lip looked strange.....I shouldn't have met him..
we discussed the dentist. We discussed healthcare. We discussed our jobs. We then somehow got on the topic of other people we both met, past relationships and life. Now mind you, I was concerned about the froth on the lips thing. So which each drink I would wipe my lips. after I would drink, he would say....you are fine. so that I wouldn't have to wipe my lip. It became part of the conversation.....yes, an I Love Lucy episode. He would be telling me something and in mid sentence he would say you are fine and then go on with his conversation. i giggled there but after with my girlfriend, we were dying. Yes, a man who doesn't like chaos or drama and look what he is dealing with. the woman who calls him, shows up ten minutes late because I lost a kid and forgot to get my dog. Oh yeah, this none drama thing should have been clear to him....LOL
We had a nice conversation but I couldn't figure out if he was into me as a friend or more than a friend. Here's the thing about single men. Married men, there is no real courtship phase. Its apparent what you are looking for. Okay, I do the coffee, lunch and then sex. But with single men, I gotta get used to a more drawn out romancing stage. I also did everything I shouldn't have done besides the lip thing--I told him all the drama. Like its a test in a way. Like me for me or forget it. My girlfriend said he should have run.
at the end of the date, he said too bad you wouldn't feel it if I kissed you. Maybe I would I said. So he reached down and he kissed me gently on the lips. Or so I thought it was my lips because I only could feel the outside of the kiss. Very strange to feel toothless. I hope I never lose my teeth and become a gummer. Anyway, I smiled and said it felt nice and we left.
I got home and that night he was online. I guess it was a bust. Oh well, it didn't matter. I wasn't sure if I liked him or not. There was something a little off....something a little flower childy about him or it was his rockstar thing. Either way....not the Type A personality I am craving. He's probably better for me but I need that type A personality...lol I sent him a not through Ashley. "Thank you for the coffee. I'm glad we met. And I wanted you to know my lip unfroze". He wrote back that it tasted good even if it was a frozen lip. I wrote back that he would have to kiss me again sometime to tell me whether it tastes better frozen or room temperature. And that was it.
I figured I would never hear from him again. suprisingly he wrote me a note today. How are u? But I missed it with the crazy number of emails coming through. I noticed it as I was deleting it. I wrote him a note, did you text me today. He called me. I guess he thought I was blowing him off. We spoke for an hour. We can talk and talk. He's very nice. And then he asked me out for dinner. Cool. I was trying to not do dinner since my situation is not finalized (I will have to tell you about that too). Anyway, he noticed I was skirting the dinner and it was a little uncomfortable. I just said that lets have a backup night and he felt better I guess. I just don't want to keep a low profile till my marriage is dissolved or he moves out next month.
So...the moral of the story.....some men can handle a frazzled blonde with a frozen lip!
Mr. P called me today to wish me a good weekend. We are still not on track but we are much better. I wonder if nothing has changed but I just see our relationship differently or is it different? He absolutely has pulled away although he totally denies it. I was once his sounding board we don't even talk about work. He used to tell me all that he does on weekends, he doesn't tell me anymore. Personally, I think he is preparing himself for me to be dating. He keeps mentioning the dating each conversation. Is he preparing for our end? Funny, I don't see why we would have to end.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
So Now I Am On Twitter
I started it awhile ago but didn't get into it. I am starting to get into Twitter. Are you surprised? I began podcasting years ago (that was fun! I loved the fact that I was able to be on iTunes). But as you may know, when I hit 150,000 hits for my podcasts and I was in the top 10 of sex podcasts, it was time to pull the plug. itunes had just become a really hot thing even with my generation and I feared my voice being recognized. I did a website when that became hot, a blog, well you know that and now we are venturing into some Tweeting! I am going to test it out. Honestly, I like blogging. Don't know why you would care what I am doing all day but I will see if I get into it. With my new crackberry, it might be a nice break to my day. But I will not stop blogging.
Okay, so to follow me on twitter. I think it is Cheri's Twitter you can click it and follow me OR I put it on my blog page so you can see my recent tweets. I love that word...tweet, tweet..lol
Okay, so to follow me on twitter. I think it is Cheri's Twitter you can click it and follow me OR I put it on my blog page so you can see my recent tweets. I love that word...tweet, tweet..lol
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Enjoying It From Behind and In The Behind...
Mr. P and I only had 1 1/2 hours. So, we could spend the time fighting or fucking. Hmmmm...I chose the fucking. I meam our problems were going to be there either way. We could have discussed chore and whore for hours but I decided (amd of course he agreed) that it was more fun to have sex.
He walked in and looked at me and grabbed my cheeks. "You my dear are not a chore or a whore. I look forward to our time together and I respect you. Really, if I wanted just a whore....you would not be my choice." I looked at him surprised..was I not a good lover?!? He laughed at me and kissed me...baby, a whore is no maintenance and serves their purpose. You are my friend, business confidante, great lover and very, very high maintenance!!" We both laughed. Yea, I had my moments.
Actually the sex was amazing. His kisses were more sincere, he was very attentive and instead of our usual S&M, hypnotizing and other fun stuff....today was more vanilla sex. Oh my..except for the anal...
Today we did a wide range of sexual positions....with him thrusting inside of me with my legs in the air, with my legs straight up and of course from behind...mmmm....funny thing...my underwear was on the bed as he leaned me over and thrusted deep, so deep...when Mr. P is hard..baby he is super hard with lots of girth. So leaning over..I was just about to orgasm as he had one finger playing with the rim of my ass when I breathed in deep....the string from the crotchless underwear sucked down my throat...it was hysterical.....the string was all the way down my throat...I had to pull it out...so I began to orgasm and my body now stopped and I was laughing hysterical...
Next he was determined to make me really cum and he knows anal sex...takes time with me but when i get there I am flying high. He slowly, very slowly began playing...putting his head right at the opening...I took a breath...oh I need to relax, really relax...one minute...give me a second....and he did....and slowly began again...it took awhile, it actually too him saying I am in baby, relax...and then I did and he really went in but I was ok....he was pumping and pumping and I began to sweat and moan...I love when my body reacts without my head having control. This was my body reacting to him...I was somewhere else.....and he was thrusting deeper and deeper..it felt really good....and then his hand began to play with my clit...oh that was it..my body began to spasm...screams of joy and pleasure...you love it when I fuck you in the ass, he laughed. Yes, I did...definitely did.
there was no cuddle time....we had to clean up and I had a meeting. Rushing around, we showered together....and we kissed. I want you to work for me on that project. Hmmm...he didn't want me to work on it when I begged him, now I decided I didn't want to do it and now he wanted me to!?!?!! I finally backed off and left him alone and I was content not doing it for him....and now he changed his mind?! "No..I don't want to". He started pushing and I was like no. Now we are laughing because the roles were reversed. I told him we will talk tomorrow if you want me to do it, we will see. I didn't want to talk business, I wanted to kiss passionately. I love when he holds my face and kisses me...its hot. And after our shower, I quickly dressed and actually gave him a present. I hate that he walks around with his money in his pocket unorganized...I bought him a Coach money clip. So few things that I can buy a lover and quite frankly I had bought things for Mystery Man in the past but never gave them to him. I didn't think he would want it when we got there because he was so secretive. I once saw this cool bracelet....it was a stainless steel and rubber...really cool. I bought it for him but didn't give it to him, timing wasn't right. So he loved the gift and I was off with a quick kiss....
Hmmm....thinking about this business thing..I realize now why the tables have turned. Bottom line...it's control. I think I didn't want to help him anymore because it was a real tie if we began the project and I feel we are drifting. And now that I think about it, I wonder if he wants to do the project now because he feels the same thing...except reverse. If I work for him, there is a control thing there and he knows I would never walk away from a work agreement without finishing it. A way for him to be in more control. Actually when I did work for him he was in a lot more control. I couldn't walk away as easily as I could now. Is that why he out of the blue changed his mind? I have a feeling it is (whether he realizes it or not).
Now you would have thought he would have been a little more accommodating the next day. He can be a pain in the butt...he didn't call till late to say have a nice weekend. we have always done that for 1 1/2 years....oh well..it is what it is and who the hell knows what that is...but I did have fun.
He walked in and looked at me and grabbed my cheeks. "You my dear are not a chore or a whore. I look forward to our time together and I respect you. Really, if I wanted just a whore....you would not be my choice." I looked at him surprised..was I not a good lover?!? He laughed at me and kissed me...baby, a whore is no maintenance and serves their purpose. You are my friend, business confidante, great lover and very, very high maintenance!!" We both laughed. Yea, I had my moments.
Actually the sex was amazing. His kisses were more sincere, he was very attentive and instead of our usual S&M, hypnotizing and other fun stuff....today was more vanilla sex. Oh my..except for the anal...
Today we did a wide range of sexual positions....with him thrusting inside of me with my legs in the air, with my legs straight up and of course from behind...mmmm....funny thing...my underwear was on the bed as he leaned me over and thrusted deep, so deep...when Mr. P is hard..baby he is super hard with lots of girth. So leaning over..I was just about to orgasm as he had one finger playing with the rim of my ass when I breathed in deep....the string from the crotchless underwear sucked down my throat...it was hysterical.....the string was all the way down my throat...I had to pull it out...so I began to orgasm and my body now stopped and I was laughing hysterical...
Next he was determined to make me really cum and he knows anal sex...takes time with me but when i get there I am flying high. He slowly, very slowly began playing...putting his head right at the opening...I took a breath...oh I need to relax, really relax...one minute...give me a second....and he did....and slowly began again...it took awhile, it actually too him saying I am in baby, relax...and then I did and he really went in but I was ok....he was pumping and pumping and I began to sweat and moan...I love when my body reacts without my head having control. This was my body reacting to him...I was somewhere else.....and he was thrusting deeper and deeper..it felt really good....and then his hand began to play with my clit...oh that was it..my body began to spasm...screams of joy and pleasure...you love it when I fuck you in the ass, he laughed. Yes, I did...definitely did.
there was no cuddle time....we had to clean up and I had a meeting. Rushing around, we showered together....and we kissed. I want you to work for me on that project. Hmmm...he didn't want me to work on it when I begged him, now I decided I didn't want to do it and now he wanted me to!?!?!! I finally backed off and left him alone and I was content not doing it for him....and now he changed his mind?! "No..I don't want to". He started pushing and I was like no. Now we are laughing because the roles were reversed. I told him we will talk tomorrow if you want me to do it, we will see. I didn't want to talk business, I wanted to kiss passionately. I love when he holds my face and kisses me...its hot. And after our shower, I quickly dressed and actually gave him a present. I hate that he walks around with his money in his pocket unorganized...I bought him a Coach money clip. So few things that I can buy a lover and quite frankly I had bought things for Mystery Man in the past but never gave them to him. I didn't think he would want it when we got there because he was so secretive. I once saw this cool bracelet....it was a stainless steel and rubber...really cool. I bought it for him but didn't give it to him, timing wasn't right. So he loved the gift and I was off with a quick kiss....
Hmmm....thinking about this business thing..I realize now why the tables have turned. Bottom line...it's control. I think I didn't want to help him anymore because it was a real tie if we began the project and I feel we are drifting. And now that I think about it, I wonder if he wants to do the project now because he feels the same thing...except reverse. If I work for him, there is a control thing there and he knows I would never walk away from a work agreement without finishing it. A way for him to be in more control. Actually when I did work for him he was in a lot more control. I couldn't walk away as easily as I could now. Is that why he out of the blue changed his mind? I have a feeling it is (whether he realizes it or not).
Now you would have thought he would have been a little more accommodating the next day. He can be a pain in the butt...he didn't call till late to say have a nice weekend. we have always done that for 1 1/2 years....oh well..it is what it is and who the hell knows what that is...but I did have fun.
Thursday, October 09, 2008
The gentleman who commented have a good point. And it amazes me how just from my blog posts you can feel my mood. Feel my contentment. Yes, I am content. Yes, I am happy. I have Mr. Porsche who fulfills me in so many ways. But he doesn't go into the emotion section. He's a pussycat in his own way but he's a toughee. Type A controlling all the way. I do soften him and he has admitted that it does surprise him how he cares about me.
Mystery Man......its that part of me that was void....that he fulfills. That making love part feels so goood. that soft, sweet, gentle sex that we had...the connection that I long for. He does give me that. So having him back in my life (even if it was for a day)...fills my heart and voids.
The new man. Seems to pick up where MM stops. He is the newness, the future potential. He is very nice, respectful...I like him. I don't think he's the womanizer that I thought he was but we will see.
So....right this moment....I am definitely content. Emotionally, physically and mentally. And it certainly helps that my career seems to be getting on track. I put a proposal that would make me an additional $26,000 next year. And a new potential client and then this big convention --I have opportunity. So if I can close all that up.....financially I will be securer. Something that would certainly make me more content and help out so badly. Make those horrible anxiety nights lessen. I know money doesn't buy happiness. But when you are in financial trouble, it lcertainly can worsen your frame of mind and cause inner turmoil. And mostly, I am proud of myself. If I can pull this off.....yes, I did it myself.
So Cheri is a happy, overworked but inner peace is so damn wonderful. And when a day starts to slip...I have my flashbacks of MM going deep inside of me and Mr. Porsche whispering in my ear as he goes deep inside me....or looking up to seeing MM's smiling face as I am sucking his cock......Umm...I think you get it. Damn, now I am horny.....lol
Mystery Man......its that part of me that was void....that he fulfills. That making love part feels so goood. that soft, sweet, gentle sex that we had...the connection that I long for. He does give me that. So having him back in my life (even if it was for a day)...fills my heart and voids.
The new man. Seems to pick up where MM stops. He is the newness, the future potential. He is very nice, respectful...I like him. I don't think he's the womanizer that I thought he was but we will see.
So....right this moment....I am definitely content. Emotionally, physically and mentally. And it certainly helps that my career seems to be getting on track. I put a proposal that would make me an additional $26,000 next year. And a new potential client and then this big convention --I have opportunity. So if I can close all that up.....financially I will be securer. Something that would certainly make me more content and help out so badly. Make those horrible anxiety nights lessen. I know money doesn't buy happiness. But when you are in financial trouble, it lcertainly can worsen your frame of mind and cause inner turmoil. And mostly, I am proud of myself. If I can pull this off.....yes, I did it myself.
So Cheri is a happy, overworked but inner peace is so damn wonderful. And when a day starts to slip...I have my flashbacks of MM going deep inside of me and Mr. Porsche whispering in my ear as he goes deep inside me....or looking up to seeing MM's smiling face as I am sucking his cock......Umm...I think you get it. Damn, now I am horny.....lol
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
Her Lips Watering At the Thought of His Cock...
with her lips watering, she thinks about her lover. Flashback to his cock going so deep inside of her mouth...perfectly fitting to the back of her throat. A vision of him thrusting inside of her so deep...hitting the perfect spot and she parts her legs and sees his sexy smile. Wait.....she's standing at the end of the bed with one leg up and her lover is entering her from behind. But now, he has chosen anal......so tight....but she relaxes, knowing that once he enters, the feeling will be like no other....paradise.....desire. An afternoon with her lover leaves her fulfilled, content, without a care in the world......
Yes, she wonders, when will I see him again? She can feel the desire growing within her......her lips unconsciously watering with the thought of his sweet juices exploding in her mouth.......oh when will she be able to escape and visit paradise with him again?
So....I sent this to Mystery Man.....do you think I will get an email back? yes, he read a card I sent to him....but no response. I can feel my anticipation and nervousness growing....while my masturbation thoughts have been about Mr. Porsche.....I cannot help but desire Mystery Man. I can't masturbate thinking about him...its strange...yet, I daydream of our sex together and I salvate and get wet when I envision his cock.
Mr. Porsche...looks like he's flying out of town for business and won't be able to fit me in before.
so let's see....I have two lovers and I can't get laid? Unbelievable!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes, she wonders, when will I see him again? She can feel the desire growing within her......her lips unconsciously watering with the thought of his sweet juices exploding in her mouth.......oh when will she be able to escape and visit paradise with him again?
So....I sent this to Mystery Man.....do you think I will get an email back? yes, he read a card I sent to him....but no response. I can feel my anticipation and nervousness growing....while my masturbation thoughts have been about Mr. Porsche.....I cannot help but desire Mystery Man. I can't masturbate thinking about him...its strange...yet, I daydream of our sex together and I salvate and get wet when I envision his cock.
Mr. Porsche...looks like he's flying out of town for business and won't be able to fit me in before.
so let's see....I have two lovers and I can't get laid? Unbelievable!!!!!!!!!!!
Saturday, May 03, 2008
Yes, Breathing Is Essential During A Blow Job!!
A favorite position of Mystery Man's and Mr. Porsche's.... to think it has a name....
the Throat Swab...my biggest complaint..I can't
breathe sometimes and there have been times when I was feeling dizzy. No air and blood rushing to head...can be a dangerous situation...A aahh...I love this position. He is able to get his cock deep,deep inside my mouth. It's hot.
Well, I was always thinking that it was me. You see during a blowjob sometimes, their cock blocks off my airway...forcing me to come up for air. Phew, its something that happens to others as well.
Here is the directions to this position....hehehe. I sent it to Mystery Man....he was laughing so hard....his response "No Breathing Allowed" such the smartass!
"The male version of eve's ecstasy, the throat swab can be a very exciting position for many men. The performing partner lies back on a bed tilting their head upwards over the edge while their partner penetrates their mouth from a kneeling, squatting, or standing position. Since the receiver needs air to stay alive, we recommend that you make sure to give them time for air... We know that's asking for a lot, but if you let your partner breathe, they'll be able to do it again..."
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
Sex Like I Have Never Had Before....
I can barely walk last night and this morning. Last week, I thought sex was amazing with Mystery Man. Today, it was a blissful sex marathon. We usually spend 3 hours, today my present was 6 hours. No we didn't just lay around...we fucked, sucked and did so much the entire time. I don't think we missed any position and we actually discovered a few more that were amazing. I have never left where my pussy was aching....today, still wet and dripping....my pussy reached its maximum capacity!! I couldn't fuck another minute...our last screw ended up us giggling and laughing because we realized our cup had just runneth over....we were sexed out! Now it takes a lot to get to that point. So you can imagine how many times we fucked. Six condoms (and we were using them for awhile)...no he didn't cum six times (geez) but he was hard as a rock....and he knows how to use it.
There was a twist to our usually meetings today. Besides from the sex....we laughed. Now we have laughed before.....but I am talking about like belly laughing and snorting and laughing so hard that tears were coming to my eyes. We both were laughing and it was so nice. Gotta tell ya, he is hilarious. Examples...in a conversation he called me Little Blow Peep.....then Betty Cocker...something about playing a Skin flute as my talent, his the Skin Tuba!...Honestly, I laugh because I love to be happy but this was a different laugh. This was that hysterical...good for the soul laughing.
The sexual day was well no words can describe it. Every position, at least 15-20 times we screwed and 69nd for the longest time with me on top and him on top. With my arms pinned under his legs and my head off the bed.
He blindfolded me...what a bizarre feeling....liked it but was very hard at first to allow it...a little panic....but i worked through it and it was hot....super hot. He led me to the end of the bed, he undressed me....piece by piece seducing me as he went. WOW! And then he placed me back down and began to eat me. Not having my sight and just the feel each lick and suck was magnified. I was gasping....of course he made me cum and then he pulled me to the end of the bed...finding a position that was unique--not sure why....but just moving over an inch makes a world of difference.....I was kind of on my side, with my leg up and he was from behind or in front of me going deep,deep, deep inside of me. Finding spots that no man has gone before!! It was amazing....
Then he led me to the floor and he fucked me from behind....both of us cumming as he pounded me with his cock...my juices were flowing and so were his....the feeling of his cock entering me was so hot....I needed him,I wanted him....deeper, deeper, faster,faster.
We then proceeded to fucking in the jacuzzi and this tile area they have, then with my legs totally above my head (i knocked the painting off the wall)...he loves that I am so flexible (left over from my dancing days) and he takes advantage of that...with my legs split open--with my legs totally over my head,one leg up in the air...pumping me, me moaning and screaming more baby, more baby....my favorite position was my legs up in the air and him pumping me like a frog....how ironic is that...the frog position!!
Yes, I have had sex with other people (duh) but with him...it is seriously an unbelievable sexual connection. He makes me cum over and over and over. I should take notes as we are fucking....how many different ways I can cum! For a girl who never orgasmed, I made up for it just in this one session!
For my birthday cake, he brought chocolate frosting and we covered his cock up in frosting and he sang happy birthday to me....and then I ate my whole cake. Oh yummy! I love sucking on his cock and coincidently, he can't get enough of me doing it too! I am expanding my sucking talents...I am getting pretty good....he loves when I just suck the head tight and over and over again..nice and wet making slurping noises. He loves when I go down and do tongue twirls while he is in my mouth. Then I go up and own his shaft with my lips....(the inside for softness)....and our my newest practice....deep throating. It drives him wild!!!!! But I have to work on the gag reflex. I was the type when I saw the doctor coming with that stick, I would begin gagging.....negotiating at a young age not to use it.
It amazes me how he can tell how far into my throat he is. By the end of the day...baby, I got his whole cock in my mouth,my gag reflex wasn't really there and he was down my throat, I could feel him moving my uvula out of the way...yes, seeing him love it so much was a high for me.
There was so much we did...oh...I love it fast and deep but what really turns me on also is when he goes slow and pulls all the way out and then goes back in and then pulls out and then thrusts back in....its the separation of my walls that are so hot and sexual.
And with all that, there is a part of me that is still angry with him. He is so damn stubborn...but I will think about that another day. Honestly, I know there is only so long I can put up with his Mystery but for now...well, I had my day in sexual paradise!
And its my BIRTHDAY!!! WOO HOO!!! Sadly, not a word from my son or husband (major war broke out last night here..I almost called the cops). There is a lot of shit but not today, today is my birthday!! I believe in a stress free (as much as possible day). That is my present to myself!
There was a twist to our usually meetings today. Besides from the sex....we laughed. Now we have laughed before.....but I am talking about like belly laughing and snorting and laughing so hard that tears were coming to my eyes. We both were laughing and it was so nice. Gotta tell ya, he is hilarious. Examples...in a conversation he called me Little Blow Peep.....then Betty Cocker...something about playing a Skin flute as my talent, his the Skin Tuba!...Honestly, I laugh because I love to be happy but this was a different laugh. This was that hysterical...good for the soul laughing.
The sexual day was well no words can describe it. Every position, at least 15-20 times we screwed and 69nd for the longest time with me on top and him on top. With my arms pinned under his legs and my head off the bed.
He blindfolded me...what a bizarre feeling....liked it but was very hard at first to allow it...a little panic....but i worked through it and it was hot....super hot. He led me to the end of the bed, he undressed me....piece by piece seducing me as he went. WOW! And then he placed me back down and began to eat me. Not having my sight and just the feel each lick and suck was magnified. I was gasping....of course he made me cum and then he pulled me to the end of the bed...finding a position that was unique--not sure why....but just moving over an inch makes a world of difference.....I was kind of on my side, with my leg up and he was from behind or in front of me going deep,deep, deep inside of me. Finding spots that no man has gone before!! It was amazing....
Then he led me to the floor and he fucked me from behind....both of us cumming as he pounded me with his cock...my juices were flowing and so were his....the feeling of his cock entering me was so hot....I needed him,I wanted him....deeper, deeper, faster,faster.
We then proceeded to fucking in the jacuzzi and this tile area they have, then with my legs totally above my head (i knocked the painting off the wall)...he loves that I am so flexible (left over from my dancing days) and he takes advantage of that...with my legs split open--with my legs totally over my head,one leg up in the air...pumping me, me moaning and screaming more baby, more baby....my favorite position was my legs up in the air and him pumping me like a frog....how ironic is that...the frog position!!
Yes, I have had sex with other people (duh) but with him...it is seriously an unbelievable sexual connection. He makes me cum over and over and over. I should take notes as we are fucking....how many different ways I can cum! For a girl who never orgasmed, I made up for it just in this one session!
For my birthday cake, he brought chocolate frosting and we covered his cock up in frosting and he sang happy birthday to me....and then I ate my whole cake. Oh yummy! I love sucking on his cock and coincidently, he can't get enough of me doing it too! I am expanding my sucking talents...I am getting pretty good....he loves when I just suck the head tight and over and over again..nice and wet making slurping noises. He loves when I go down and do tongue twirls while he is in my mouth. Then I go up and own his shaft with my lips....(the inside for softness)....and our my newest practice....deep throating. It drives him wild!!!!! But I have to work on the gag reflex. I was the type when I saw the doctor coming with that stick, I would begin gagging.....negotiating at a young age not to use it.
It amazes me how he can tell how far into my throat he is. By the end of the day...baby, I got his whole cock in my mouth,my gag reflex wasn't really there and he was down my throat, I could feel him moving my uvula out of the way...yes, seeing him love it so much was a high for me.
There was so much we did...oh...I love it fast and deep but what really turns me on also is when he goes slow and pulls all the way out and then goes back in and then pulls out and then thrusts back in....its the separation of my walls that are so hot and sexual.
And with all that, there is a part of me that is still angry with him. He is so damn stubborn...but I will think about that another day. Honestly, I know there is only so long I can put up with his Mystery but for now...well, I had my day in sexual paradise!
And its my BIRTHDAY!!! WOO HOO!!! Sadly, not a word from my son or husband (major war broke out last night here..I almost called the cops). There is a lot of shit but not today, today is my birthday!! I believe in a stress free (as much as possible day). That is my present to myself!
Friday, July 27, 2007
The Eagles Lyin Eyes
Tonight as I sit here with a glass of wine, the Eagles Lyin Eyes comes on the radio. I can't help but feel a connection with that song. Yes, that's every girls dream.....white picket fence, a couple of kids, a dog, a loving marriage, and a decent life. How sad when the love is no longer in the marriage. How sad when you can't communicate with your spouse...
Tonight,I am at peace. I'm sure the wine is helping. Writing this blog has been a huge benefit for me emotionally. In some ways, it has been my savior. You all have been there with me on this rollercoaster of life. The emails that you've sent to make me smile when I am down....and I love when I can help you as well.
The internet amazes me. The way you can get to know someone who is so many miles away. Now I am not just talking about the phone and cybersex (come on, I am philosophical tonight). I am talking about some of the friends I have made as well. Yes, I have non sexual friends that I have made here.....in fact, many of you have never crossed the line and I guess you read my blog to see what its like from a female perspective.
I look back to the two years and I am amazed at how far I have come. In some ways, I have grown tremendously as a person. I am much more confidant with my sexuality, much more independent and even happier. When I entered this blog....scarily to say...I was desperate. There was no light at the end of the tunnel.
Where am I headed? I am not exactly sure. I had hoped at this point there would have been a happy ending to this blog. But that's okay...ironically because of this blog and my friends I've met---I have learned that I may never meet Mr. Married Prince Charming AND that is okay. I am actually okay with that and am discovering myself as an independent woman. I think each frog has added to the mix and has taught me something else. And each friend has been supportive and helped me leap over those hurdles.....
As for Mr. Long Distance Lover. Only time can tell where that will go. But right now, we are fulfilling a loneliness that existed in both our hearts. And that is making me happy....
Sorry guys, no sex tonight. The wine and a trashy love novel has made me more serene!!
XOXO
Tonight,I am at peace. I'm sure the wine is helping. Writing this blog has been a huge benefit for me emotionally. In some ways, it has been my savior. You all have been there with me on this rollercoaster of life. The emails that you've sent to make me smile when I am down....and I love when I can help you as well.
The internet amazes me. The way you can get to know someone who is so many miles away. Now I am not just talking about the phone and cybersex (come on, I am philosophical tonight). I am talking about some of the friends I have made as well. Yes, I have non sexual friends that I have made here.....in fact, many of you have never crossed the line and I guess you read my blog to see what its like from a female perspective.
I look back to the two years and I am amazed at how far I have come. In some ways, I have grown tremendously as a person. I am much more confidant with my sexuality, much more independent and even happier. When I entered this blog....scarily to say...I was desperate. There was no light at the end of the tunnel.
Where am I headed? I am not exactly sure. I had hoped at this point there would have been a happy ending to this blog. But that's okay...ironically because of this blog and my friends I've met---I have learned that I may never meet Mr. Married Prince Charming AND that is okay. I am actually okay with that and am discovering myself as an independent woman. I think each frog has added to the mix and has taught me something else. And each friend has been supportive and helped me leap over those hurdles.....
As for Mr. Long Distance Lover. Only time can tell where that will go. But right now, we are fulfilling a loneliness that existed in both our hearts. And that is making me happy....
Sorry guys, no sex tonight. The wine and a trashy love novel has made me more serene!!
XOXO
Friday, October 20, 2006
My New Sexy Toy and The Psychic
So.....I told you I bought a new bullet. Aahh!! I love my sex toys. The hubby still has not returned mine (after numerous requests--its definitely a control thing). so I went out and bought a new bullet.
This one is hidden like a compact. Okay, it looks more like a large perfume bottle..all marbelized and way too big for a normal compact. But I keep with my perfume bottles and so far it has not been discovered. However, the hubby did notice that batteries were missing (interesting the man watches my batter intake).
So, I have to tell you. I am happy that he stole the bullet. Yup! the good and plenty bullet that I had is child's play compared to the power of this one and the size is even larger. I am not crazy about the marble look (kind of made me think I was having sex with a zebra at one point--a fleeting thought and pretty gross).
So I turned the baby on and YUM!!! The buzz was perfect. My clit reacted immediately...I think I had an orgasm within seconds. Now that was out of the way, it was time to really start playing. This baby does magic on my clit...giving it a little earthquake action. Playing down, slowly inserting it my pussy.....my walls just wrapped around the vibrator...nice...snug as a glove. Faster and faster in and out.....I could feel my body begin to twitch....I relax my whole body to enhance the inevitable orgasm...as it starts to come, I can feel my whole body twitching. My walls were pulsating in and out....oh man...this was nice.
This one is hidden like a compact. Okay, it looks more like a large perfume bottle..all marbelized and way too big for a normal compact. But I keep with my perfume bottles and so far it has not been discovered. However, the hubby did notice that batteries were missing (interesting the man watches my batter intake).
So, I have to tell you. I am happy that he stole the bullet. Yup! the good and plenty bullet that I had is child's play compared to the power of this one and the size is even larger. I am not crazy about the marble look (kind of made me think I was having sex with a zebra at one point--a fleeting thought and pretty gross).
So I turned the baby on and YUM!!! The buzz was perfect. My clit reacted immediately...I think I had an orgasm within seconds. Now that was out of the way, it was time to really start playing. This baby does magic on my clit...giving it a little earthquake action. Playing down, slowly inserting it my pussy.....my walls just wrapped around the vibrator...nice...snug as a glove. Faster and faster in and out.....I could feel my body begin to twitch....I relax my whole body to enhance the inevitable orgasm...as it starts to come, I can feel my whole body twitching. My walls were pulsating in and out....oh man...this was nice.
They say three is a charm!! Do I dare? Do I see its feel in my ass? Well we all know I have been having this anal sex fetish lately. Gotta tell ya, my butt is tight. After a little playing around and a few attempts....my buddy was in. And, it was worth the wait. Is is because it something new to me? Is it because it is so tight? Or can it be because the vibrations are able to hit areas that the vibrator can't when its inside my pussy? Not sure what the science or reasoning is behind it really--- I had the most amazing orgasm. Guess it was like an earthquake because I could feel this most amazing euphoria come over me as my body was pulsating. WOW!!
Mr. Springer was telling me that most women can squirt but they have never been brought to such levels. Is this true? I can't imagine the sensations and overwhelming enjoyment that would bring. Sigh...I have never been there. Of course it could be like my theory on certain foods... never had it, you can't crave it. So maybe its best that I have never had that happen because that sounds like its something I would want over and over and over again!!!
Tonight....tonight is the night I go to the Psychic. Aah!! I am petrified. I know, I know not everyone believes in it. Part of me says if the psychic was that good why are they always living in small rundown places. If you could see the future or predict it or talk to the dead--come on wouldn't you take a peak at the Stock Market or see what inventions are going to be big and go for it?
I have this vision of me stepping into the room tonight and her being overwhelmed by my aura (and not in a good way!) "So, you are a cheater!!! And I certainly don't want to be lectured by my dead family member....
Okay, have a great weekend and I will let you know how it goes. Had to cancel on Mr. Prize...that did not make me happy. I had no choice (sigh).
Monday, October 02, 2006
Potpourri of Orgasmic Thoughts and What I need?
Is it Him Or The Orgasm?
Did you ever wonder how much you actual miss an ex lover or if you just miss the orgasms they gave you? Do you miss the actual person because of who they are OR do you miss the way your body would respond, the hotness of ripping each others clothes off, the way your body would be so wet just lusting for them to be inside of you? One of the wonders of life!
Are You Out There??
Okay, there are usually close to 500 or more people who stop by to read my blog. Why don't you say hi? I don't bite (unless you want me too), so drop me a hi...I love people, and sometimes I feel so lonely!! IT's like you dropped by and I missed ya!!! So say hi!! I'd love to hear from ya!
Mr. Prize Drops A Message.....
So Mr. Prize just called to say we aren't exclusive. That he wants me to look and find someone closer because it won't be enough for me. He isn't going to look right now. He doesn't want anything more..
So here I am again. Another man who feels I need more than he can give!?!?!?!?! I don't know if its true but do I come across as that horny or just so damn needy?? Probably both. As he is telling me this, my husband walks into the room. I can't say a word. I can't say anything at such an important announcement SOOO I start asking him stupid questions, hoping he will catch on. He thinks I am just flipped by what he just said. I get totally silent. He thinks I am really upset. I was tempted to say..Honey, my husband is standing here...BUT I didn't. Finally I asked him a totally out of here remark and he caught on. Whew!!!! But now I have to find sometime for us to talk tonight. I don't know what to say. I am not sure.
It's that time of the month for me so I figured we wouldn't see each other. He says he doesn't care. Hmm....I haven't screwed in so long with my period. We are talking over 18 years. The idea is somewhat gross yet exciting. I might just take him up on it...Crime Scene Sex.
UPDATE:
We spoke further. Once again the same words of how I need more than he can give me now because of his limited time. Now I had to know. "What is it? Do I send off a vibe? Did I smother you? Why are you saying this? I confessed to him that it was the same words Mr. Government said. So what is it?? Granted, he still wants to see me. Actually nothing has changed. Honestly with Mr. Government, I flipped when he said it so our continuing went downhill fast.
A little annoyed and curious I said "What is it about you guys that you are so damn sure what I want and need? I don't even know what I need, how do you?"
His first response-- "Wow, that is damn presumptious of me isn't it? You right but thinking about it our schedules are so limited. I don't want to feel like I am holding you back from being happy and fulfilling some of your needs that I cannot fill. For me, it relieves some of the guilt I put on myself. It's not that I don't want to be with you all the time, I want you more than ever. Honey, you deserve to have someone right near you can see more than once a month. You deserve to be happy".
He is so damn sweet and he is right. And put so eloquently like that--I understand what he is saying. It's nothing I've done here. I have tried hard not to pressure him in anyway but I'm just tired of hearing the same words again and again. This time the words are right though. Another state is so far. But we are still planning to see each other again. But the door is open for me to see others.
Well I guess its back to Ashley to flirt a little. No, Mr. Prize is not gone. nothing has changed at all. Except I appreciate him even more. I can talk to him. I don't fear he is going to walk away if we don't agree. We have this thing called friendship which is such a nice base. I really like him, he's a first place prize!!
Did you ever wonder how much you actual miss an ex lover or if you just miss the orgasms they gave you? Do you miss the actual person because of who they are OR do you miss the way your body would respond, the hotness of ripping each others clothes off, the way your body would be so wet just lusting for them to be inside of you? One of the wonders of life!
Are You Out There??
Okay, there are usually close to 500 or more people who stop by to read my blog. Why don't you say hi? I don't bite (unless you want me too), so drop me a hi...I love people, and sometimes I feel so lonely!! IT's like you dropped by and I missed ya!!! So say hi!! I'd love to hear from ya!
Mr. Prize Drops A Message.....
So Mr. Prize just called to say we aren't exclusive. That he wants me to look and find someone closer because it won't be enough for me. He isn't going to look right now. He doesn't want anything more..
So here I am again. Another man who feels I need more than he can give!?!?!?!?! I don't know if its true but do I come across as that horny or just so damn needy?? Probably both. As he is telling me this, my husband walks into the room. I can't say a word. I can't say anything at such an important announcement SOOO I start asking him stupid questions, hoping he will catch on. He thinks I am just flipped by what he just said. I get totally silent. He thinks I am really upset. I was tempted to say..Honey, my husband is standing here...BUT I didn't. Finally I asked him a totally out of here remark and he caught on. Whew!!!! But now I have to find sometime for us to talk tonight. I don't know what to say. I am not sure.
It's that time of the month for me so I figured we wouldn't see each other. He says he doesn't care. Hmm....I haven't screwed in so long with my period. We are talking over 18 years. The idea is somewhat gross yet exciting. I might just take him up on it...Crime Scene Sex.
UPDATE:
We spoke further. Once again the same words of how I need more than he can give me now because of his limited time. Now I had to know. "What is it? Do I send off a vibe? Did I smother you? Why are you saying this? I confessed to him that it was the same words Mr. Government said. So what is it?? Granted, he still wants to see me. Actually nothing has changed. Honestly with Mr. Government, I flipped when he said it so our continuing went downhill fast.
A little annoyed and curious I said "What is it about you guys that you are so damn sure what I want and need? I don't even know what I need, how do you?"
His first response-- "Wow, that is damn presumptious of me isn't it? You right but thinking about it our schedules are so limited. I don't want to feel like I am holding you back from being happy and fulfilling some of your needs that I cannot fill. For me, it relieves some of the guilt I put on myself. It's not that I don't want to be with you all the time, I want you more than ever. Honey, you deserve to have someone right near you can see more than once a month. You deserve to be happy".
He is so damn sweet and he is right. And put so eloquently like that--I understand what he is saying. It's nothing I've done here. I have tried hard not to pressure him in anyway but I'm just tired of hearing the same words again and again. This time the words are right though. Another state is so far. But we are still planning to see each other again. But the door is open for me to see others.
Well I guess its back to Ashley to flirt a little. No, Mr. Prize is not gone. nothing has changed at all. Except I appreciate him even more. I can talk to him. I don't fear he is going to walk away if we don't agree. We have this thing called friendship which is such a nice base. I really like him, he's a first place prize!!
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Wild Yam Roots will turn me on? Let's Try them!
What a bizarre and interesting day!
A friend of mine had told me that she had tried this lotion that she was using for her skin. She noticed during this time that she started feeling really good about things (never connecting the two). Well, after days of using this cream...her ex (who repulsed her) was starting to look good. She felt like she was really flying high....Life was great.
Turns out this cream is Wild Yam Roots. Some believe this balances you!! Great for women...so she had everyone in her office try it. All the women felt great. Today, I was chatting with a friend. She's been having some real anxiety driven times lately. Actually the guy she was having an affair with ended up telling his wife he wanted a divorce. The opportunity was there and he felt he had to take it. she's a wreck.
So, I went to the store today and purchased the cream for us both to share. We decided to be guinea pigs...do our own experiment and see if this cream "balanced us", "made us horny", "made us feel like a million bucks". Okay, she's a nut like me. I go over there with the cream and we are in her back yard. Mind you.....three neighbors can see right into her back yard. They have company. We start reading the directions. the cream must go on your errogeneous, soft points of your body. Inner thighs, breasts, upper arms and stomach. Well, we just start applying....we pulled our pants down to get to our inner thighs, we lifted our shirts to get to our breasts...arms were easy and stomach with our shirts up....a breeze....
The two of us are howling with laughter like little kids. you know one of us is going to get a rash or something....nice places for an allergic reaction!! We are dangerous together...the two of us have a wild side. We love to just have fun. Both very impulsive...she is absolutely stunning. At a party, a good friend of mine (guy--who I have been friends with since I am 15) says...that's Ms. ____. Wow...heard a lot about her. Found out she has been the discussion at many local poker games....they all want to poke her!!
I rush home to be with my family. Parents are over and dad just got a computer. Mom is saying how he is watching all these sexy woman on it (MTV videos that she thinks is porno). You know you have to watch your husband my dear. They say they like to watch porno on it . do you
watch him? I saw a show where people talk about sex too. MY husband is sitting there, I am way too busy trying to find a job for that (defensively). Me, I am so shocked by this conversation...I don't know how to keep a straight face. Oh my! If they just knew.....I just sip my coffee, trying to look soooo innocent. Can't let my face say anything. Poker FACE!
GREAT!! Visions of Mr. Prize and our recent conversation while I looked at his cock are coming into my head. No smirk, no smile...I'm going to burst I think. A flood of thoughts about my blog, their own daughter's escapades, my naked tit on the internet for all to see (which someone pointed out makes a very nice screen saver....lol) That was funny.
"I like to play word games on the computer" I say soooo innocently. And off I change the subject about word games..Whew!! subject changed.
Gotta tell ya. Mr. Prize and I have been talking non stop. The anticipation, the connection is building and it is so damn intense. In conclusion, we are going to have dinner and then head to a hotel. No need to think any differently or pretend...we want each other. IT's on a different level than most of the frogs --(exciting yet scary)...I guess I can relate him closest to Soulmate Chris. Because we talk about everything, are so much alike, have so much in common....our mental stimulation is like mental masturbation...it feels soooo good. You know I like smart men...I love to connect on a mental level (as well as a physical level).
And he found my blog. He had podcasted in the past...I mentioned it so it wasn't too hard to find me then. I kind of feel very vulnerable now. first, it hasn't worked out very well with guys reading my blogs and then us trying to have something. Second, I felt like he got to see so much of me....okay, all of me. Know things about me that most people do not know about me. Learned deep inside feelings that...I probably wouldn't share or wouldn't have shared for awhile.
Feel like I handed over my play book to the other team. All the scrimmages laid out...all the details of every play for the other team to see. Ouch!! Well, I told him he can read until.....we hook up. Meeting date is scheduled for Tuesday night if neither of our work gets in the way.
Then he needs to forget my blog. I have to remain true to my blog. I feel uncomfortable with him knowing every move and thought after that. He said he will respect that. I will send him posts if I want him to see them... this should be interesting.//lol
Well the whirlwind is here again...that feeling of the anticipation of a meeting, the nervousness in my stomach...I am truly nervous. Why? He has done his experimenting already. I would put him in professional status.. ME? Well we all know I want to experiment but I am at beginner level here. Concerns? Yeah I do have them. I may not be enough for him. He's used to wild sex, orgies, S&M, he's very sexually open. And me?
Let's compare
it to..... hmmmm....sky diving. I read all the books that are out there. I learn all the things you can do, all the fun jumps, the correct form etc... And it is totally different when you are there and actually jumping. He actually jumps out of the planes. Quite a difference. I can make a million analogies... like reading about doing heart surgery and then actually doing it
. Okay I can go on and on...but you've gotten the pix.
so yes, Tuesday is our big meeting. What happens if we aren't into each other? What happens if that chemistry isn't there when we are face to face? We could be at a loss of words? Or maybe he thinks I look totally different than the pix I sent? time will only tell.......
A friend of mine had told me that she had tried this lotion that she was using for her skin. She noticed during this time that she started feeling really good about things (never connecting the two). Well, after days of using this cream...her ex (who repulsed her) was starting to look good. She felt like she was really flying high....Life was great.
Turns out this cream is Wild Yam Roots. Some believe this balances you!! Great for women...so she had everyone in her office try it. All the women felt great. Today, I was chatting with a friend. She's been having some real anxiety driven times lately. Actually the guy she was having an affair with ended up telling his wife he wanted a divorce. The opportunity was there and he felt he had to take it. she's a wreck.
So, I went to the store today and purchased the cream for us both to share. We decided to be guinea pigs...do our own experiment and see if this cream "balanced us", "made us horny", "made us feel like a million bucks". Okay, she's a nut like me. I go over there with the cream and we are in her back yard. Mind you.....three neighbors can see right into her back yard. They have company. We start reading the directions. the cream must go on your errogeneous, soft points of your body. Inner thighs, breasts, upper arms and stomach. Well, we just start applying....we pulled our pants down to get to our inner thighs, we lifted our shirts to get to our breasts...arms were easy and stomach with our shirts up....a breeze....
The two of us are howling with laughter like little kids. you know one of us is going to get a rash or something....nice places for an allergic reaction!! We are dangerous together...the two of us have a wild side. We love to just have fun. Both very impulsive...she is absolutely stunning. At a party, a good friend of mine (guy--who I have been friends with since I am 15) says...that's Ms. ____. Wow...heard a lot about her. Found out she has been the discussion at many local poker games....they all want to poke her!!
I rush home to be with my family. Parents are over and dad just got a computer. Mom is saying how he is watching all these sexy woman on it (MTV videos that she thinks is porno). You know you have to watch your husband my dear. They say they like to watch porno on it . do you
watch him? I saw a show where people talk about sex too. MY husband is sitting there, I am way too busy trying to find a job for that (defensively). Me, I am so shocked by this conversation...I don't know how to keep a straight face. Oh my! If they just knew.....I just sip my coffee, trying to look soooo innocent. Can't let my face say anything. Poker FACE!GREAT!! Visions of Mr. Prize and our recent conversation while I looked at his cock are coming into my head. No smirk, no smile...I'm going to burst I think. A flood of thoughts about my blog, their own daughter's escapades, my naked tit on the internet for all to see (which someone pointed out makes a very nice screen saver....lol) That was funny.
"I like to play word games on the computer" I say soooo innocently. And off I change the subject about word games..Whew!! subject changed.
Gotta tell ya. Mr. Prize and I have been talking non stop. The anticipation, the connection is building and it is so damn intense. In conclusion, we are going to have dinner and then head to a hotel. No need to think any differently or pretend...we want each other. IT's on a different level than most of the frogs --(exciting yet scary)...I guess I can relate him closest to Soulmate Chris. Because we talk about everything, are so much alike, have so much in common....our mental stimulation is like mental masturbation...it feels soooo good. You know I like smart men...I love to connect on a mental level (as well as a physical level).
And he found my blog. He had podcasted in the past...I mentioned it so it wasn't too hard to find me then. I kind of feel very vulnerable now. first, it hasn't worked out very well with guys reading my blogs and then us trying to have something. Second, I felt like he got to see so much of me....okay, all of me. Know things about me that most people do not know about me. Learned deep inside feelings that...I probably wouldn't share or wouldn't have shared for awhile.Feel like I handed over my play book to the other team. All the scrimmages laid out...all the details of every play for the other team to see. Ouch!! Well, I told him he can read until.....we hook up. Meeting date is scheduled for Tuesday night if neither of our work gets in the way.
Then he needs to forget my blog. I have to remain true to my blog. I feel uncomfortable with him knowing every move and thought after that. He said he will respect that. I will send him posts if I want him to see them... this should be interesting.//lolWell the whirlwind is here again...that feeling of the anticipation of a meeting, the nervousness in my stomach...I am truly nervous. Why? He has done his experimenting already. I would put him in professional status.. ME? Well we all know I want to experiment but I am at beginner level here. Concerns? Yeah I do have them. I may not be enough for him. He's used to wild sex, orgies, S&M, he's very sexually open. And me?
Let's compare
it to..... hmmmm....sky diving. I read all the books that are out there. I learn all the things you can do, all the fun jumps, the correct form etc... And it is totally different when you are there and actually jumping. He actually jumps out of the planes. Quite a difference. I can make a million analogies... like reading about doing heart surgery and then actually doing it
. Okay I can go on and on...but you've gotten the pix.so yes, Tuesday is our big meeting. What happens if we aren't into each other? What happens if that chemistry isn't there when we are face to face? We could be at a loss of words? Or maybe he thinks I look totally different than the pix I sent? time will only tell.......
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