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I am beginning to wonder if the art of anal sex is lost. Recently, I had an interesting encounter, where my partner was rather rough anally, even after I advised him that it had been almost 2 years since I had anal sex. I am happy my neighbors weren't home (or they pretended not to be), because I was screaming like a little girl  I miss the days when I was first introduced to anal, the care and attention I received, the reassurance and relaxation techniques given to allow me to enjoy it fully. That guy was 9" on a bad day, and I learned to take every inch. I always laugh when I think of New Years Eve 2000/2001 - He was fucking my ass so good, I was begging for more and he told me that there wasn't any more to give me... The time before the last time ended miserably because my ex failed to understand that my ass and pussy are 2 entirely different holes  amp; you can't treat them the same way. What are your thoughts on anal sex, and to the guys, what DO you do to get your partner to relax? |
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Posted:Sep 23, 2012 6:35 pm
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Not all on the same night... But the last 2 weeks have given me some additional stress release. First, a return of an old friend, someone who understands the darker side of my kink.
The last real Dom in my life (circa Feb 2011 - New things that make me go Hmmmmm ) was gracious enough to allow me to "entertain" him at his new home. He cooked dinner, I brought the wine. After we ate, he took me on a tour of his new spot, then he pulled out, literally, his new bag of tricks.... New rope, a new paddle, a new leather flogger, dildos, and an inflatable penis shaped gag all joined the other items that I remembered from long ago. We got good use out of one of those over the door pull-up bars, I would have never thought to use it for bondage, but, there I was, cuffed to it with the gag in my mouth.
I have a thing for pleasurable pain - but only with someone I trust. He is one of the only people who has that status with me. This was my first experience with a leather flogger, and because of its versatility, he was able to use it all over my body. But that was after him spanking me with the paddle while fucking my pussy with the dildo, and even that was after making me stand there and cum uncontrollably with his Magic Wand on my clit, but it all started with his fingers exploring me and his lips on mine. My legs were sore for days after, just for trying to keep my balance. After he untied my hands & took the gag out of my mouth, I showed my appreciation, on my knees, his dick in my mouth, his hands on my head. When he finished fucking my mouth and throat, I was stood up, turned around and bent over his bed. He fucked me and spanked me with the flogger. He fucked me as he had a handful of my hair. More of the same repeated a few times. We ended up missionary, and yes, you know what came (pun intended) next. But its funny, I was cumming so hard that I missed feeling him cumming - that is the throb of his dick... Trust me, I knew he was cumming, and he knew I was cumming, again, for the 8th time, in an hour. His neighbors probably knew too...
I'm getting sick of ending up in a ball, shaking on the bed. No, that is a LIE!!! I love being fucked into submission, and letting my inner slut loose. He was just the thing I needed to relax my brain before my licensing exam.
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Last night, I had another piece of GVC. And on the complete opposite side of my sexual spectrum, our night was minus kink, but raged with passion. And I have to say that I love it when hotels get reservations wrong, we got upgraded to a room with a balcony overlooking the pool, and a free late checkout. There is something about this man's lips that are like a drug. I know my weakness, and it is a great kisser. He is beyond great. I think I need a footstool, just so he doesn't have to bend over so far, I mean, damn 10" height difference between us...but then again, the man I just got done telling you about is 8" taller than me as well.
Anyway, our evening was spent tangled with each other on the bed. We both noted that we both are not big fans of cuddling, but I melt into his body. He linked his long legs into mine, I was able to nuzzle into his chest, we both were able to lick and play with each other's nipples among other things. I never really looked at how much larger his hands are than mine until last night, after he gave me a DP fingering. 2 of his fingers felt like 3 of mine, and 3 of his fingers inside of me were heaven. Fingers, tongue, lips, and a mutual massage were on the personal menu for the night. He is an amazing tease. His tongue again explored my body, and mine explored his. And true to form, this episode had him cumming in a new position, me on top. Considering that is my least favorite position, I really did enjoy it with him, especially watching the expression on his face as I lowered my pussy on him.
Unfortunately, we never got around to anal, the attempt really got interrupted by our dwindling time and also our growling tummies. Our hotel had a good chain restaurant downstairs, and he and I sauntered down and had burgers and beer. So, here it is, our 1st real date, but our 2nd time making each other cum. He has agreed to teach me how to play poker too. I forgot to tell him that I actually have a great set of poker chips in storage that my mom won years back. I also agreed to sponsor him for the WSOP in 2015 - hey, I should be well into my career, and can afford the buy in. And me posting it here makes it official.
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Last weekend, I took my final licensing exam. After months of studying until 1am nightly, I needed a night out and away from the family. I made arrangements to have some company for the evening...I totally could have had a V-8. He showed up smelling like smoke, then had the nerve to get under the covers in my bed. The sex was wack, even with what he was packing. And of all things, this dude wanted me to lick his asshole. Yes, I am being hypocritical, considering GVC licks mine. But for me, that one act is something I reserve to do to someone I love. I have only done that 2 times in my life. What bothered me the most was during sex, this guy proceeds to lay back and flip his legs up and ask me, again, what it was he could do to "earn" me licking him there. After I snapped at him, he probably realized how close he was to getting his nuts punched.
It has been a while since I was happy when someone left me. After I sprayed down the room with air freshner, I opened my bottle of wine and relaxed on the couch and watched some great movies. I refuse to let one person ruin my night.
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More broken rules...
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Posted:Aug 31, 2012 11:12 pm
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There are times I can be a hypocrite. Whenever I have an "in case of emergency, break glass" situation, I have to bend, and not be so rigid. I went thru a "thing" with someone, that ended rather hastily, and left me without a good sense of satisfaction. I needed to feel like a woman again after it was over.
Enter GVC... He delivered - I had to take, no, order a 6'5" piece of German Vanilla Cake to calm my inner soul. He and I have been chatting for many months, but alas - the situation - prevented me from acting on his offers, until now. At least I knew before hand, knew what I was getting myself into, able to keep my head clear. His oral skills are divine. I was serviced, expert tongue caressed my clit, darted in & out of my pussy, and even rimmed me further down... It was like he needed to please me, needed to give me what had been withheld for so long. He knew that my body craved a good old fashioned orgasm - the kind that melts a block of ice in 2 minutes flat.
I'm getting ahead of myself. His lips, his kisses, they were so soft, yet hungry to devour mine. The way he touched me...it left trails of an unseen fire across my skin. The thing I adore about being with tall men is the sense of security I feel when in an embrace. He held me as he kissed and caressed me. Even if it was for a short time, at that moment, we were the only 2 people on earth that mattered.
I did return the favor - come on now, do you think I let him get away without me putting my lips around him? I needed to please him too. I love deep-throating. He told me later, that I almost made him cum from it, but he knew that I required to feel him inside me. I got lost in the moment. I went from 50 to 100 in 3 seconds flat. Feeling his dick ravish me, finding spots that hadn't been visited since my Memorial Day weekend excursion...... I don't know how quickly that orgasm was, but considering it was riding on the coattails of the one he had previously given me orally; I was back on that all too familiar roller coaster. Emotions of bliss, contentment, carnal satisfaction mixed with the ultimate release. I almost cried. In the end, it was my little "she" who did.
He says that when he is with a woman, he does not want to cum the same way twice. The first time he came was inside me (yes we used a condom). If you know me well, you know that is my preferred way for a man to cum. I love feeling the throbbing and pulsations when a man empties his load inside of me. That is my ultimate high, and its funny, I prefer missionary at that point, so I can kiss him during. Anyway, we ended our night with him kneeling beside my head, with his dick in my mouth. I fingered my clit and he fingered my pussy. I know I squirted. I felt my body implode, then I felt him explode on my face and in my mouth. I ended up in a ball, shaking on the bed. He went to the bathroom and got a warm washcloth to wipe my face, and I was trembling and couldn't move for a while.
I hated to see him go. But we will have to do the dance-around work schedules and life in order to play again. However, he is on my "to do" list, whenever the opportunity presents itself again. He promised to take my ass next time 
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Posted:Jun 15, 2012 8:04 pm
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Wednesday, my ex texted to let me know our 10 year old cat - the one I bottle fed from 10 days old) - died suddenly from a flea bath. This morning, he texted that our 14 year old cat also died from this same product. I am more than devastated at the moment. All of the great things that have happened this week have been dwarfed by this empty feeling that I have.
I know alot of folks don't understand why people get upset when they lose a pet, but they are members of the family...each with their personality, and when they are gone, the same emptiness. I am happy my aunt's cats had kittens recently, I have something to keep my occupied...but for once, my heart goes out to my ex.
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Posted:Jun 10, 2012 10:42 pm
Last Updated:Jul 3, 2012 9:36 pm
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A year and a half ago, I posted this --> what39s a girl to do..asking why we can't let the past go and start over. I can't believe the gall of some people. He tells me now that he made up the crap about sleeping with one of my teachers because he was mad that I broke things off. WTF?
Juvenile retaliation? Its funny that I know him from high school, because he is acting like a high schooler at the moment. He acts like we were dating...... I told him that normally when people date, they go out for dinner, movies, walks in the park. All he and I ever did was 1am booty calls, and I drove him to the airport once. I can't believe he said that we needed to "fix" the problem.
The fix is to not go down that road again...period.
Now, I need to go to bed...Thanks for letting me vent!!
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Been a rough few months, but last night made up for all of it
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Posted:May 27, 2012 4:31 pm
Last Updated:Jul 24, 2012 9:22 pm
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So...my last post was in February, and here it is the end of May, and I am just now getting to posting something new. My apologies!
My sex-capades have been few and far between until this past Wednesday. I got together with an old friend, someone I haven't seen in almost 18 months. We spent time catching up, then we acted like a couple of teenagers and had sex in his mom's car...for an hour. I was in sexual bliss - even though he/we knocked my hip out of alignment. Anyway, last evening, we ventured to the Ranch up in Eustis for their annual Memorial Day weekend party. We got there at 7pm, left at 2:30am........
I am sore. We started with a couple swap - he has a thing for older women, and I know this lady and her husband were probably mid-50s. Her husband was a good lay, and it was hot watching him fuck the wife. When hubby was done with me, I was able to kneel beside my friend and literally watch live porn in action. Some drinks, some conversation, ended up in a room and had a 4some - MMFM, me, my friend and 2 other guys there. One of the guys (PSA for anal) was rough and got kicked out. We ended up leaving with another guy we met, and the 3some that ensued at his home ended at 5:30 this morning. I got home right before 11am this morning.
Did I say I was sore?
Did I say it was sexual bliss?
I'm taking a shower now, we have another couple we are playing with this evening up in Lake Mary........
He leaves in a week to go back out of town, then out of the country, and I won't get to see him for at least another year. I am seriously wondering if I will be able to walk when he is done with me.
Luox
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Reflections of loved ones lost...
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Posted:Feb 13, 2012 8:00 pm
Last Updated:Jun 12, 2012 8:18 pm
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The death of Whitney Houston was a shocker, but then again it wasn't. Her struggles with substances have been well documented. At the moment, my heart breaks for her . The day before Valentine's Day should not be consumed with planning your mother's funeral. 2 years ago, I spent my last Valentine's Day with my mother. I never realized that she would be gone 4 days later.
I think back to that day, I had taken my laptop with me, playing music for her. I remember singing to her, reading different verses from the Bible, things I knew would bring her comfort. One of the gospel songs I sang was performed by Whitney Houston, from the soundtrack to The Preacher's Wife. Its weird when things come full circle, and it is even more strange the direction it comes from.
I hope all of you enjoy this pagan holiday. Snuggle up with someone you love and show them that you care about them, mind, body and soul.
Kisses, L
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He Fa La La'd my La...
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Posted:Dec 27, 2011 9:37 pm
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I needed some Christmas release. Bar was open Christmas night, we watched the Packers-Bears game as we shared drinks waiting on dinner...to go. He leaned over to me and told me to grab his dick. Now you all know my skiddish ass was like "WHUUT" but somehow, I got to courage to grope a man who hours before was a total stranger to me. He looked at me, smiled and whispered "that is going to be in your mouth within the hour." Yes, I was a slut on Christmas night. I can't remember the last time I let myself get picked up from off of IM on here, but here I was, following this guy to his home because the slut in me needed to come out and play.
As I sat at his dining room table to eat dinner, he walks up with 2 beers, and then his hands were down my shirt pinching my nipples. The object of my hunger moved from food on the table to what was inside his pants, which he dropped to let me see one of the most perfect examples of manhood. 15 seconds later, it was in my mouth. I had to stop after a few minutes because the sane side of my brain said "Fool, you ate 9 hours ago and your blood sugar needs to be up to tackle this Portuguese lover." I had to eat food. "...but damn, don't eat too much, he is long and thick enough to choke you, and fajitas coming up during sex is not your kink." (TMI, sorry)
A quick shower, then to his bed for round 1. For a while, I think I lost myself in the moment. I forgot I told him my favorite position, so when he entered me, it literally took my breath away - but only for a moment. I felt every inch of him, I felt myself grip him, I felt his hand grabbing a handful of my hair, I felt the exhale of pent up sexual frustration explode from my soul. I have had others make me cum lately, but not like this.
But then again, it has been a while for "that" kind of sex for me. A man with swagger, that certain je ne sais quoi that few men know how to harness, and he did. Openess about some sexual experiences he has had helped, & the desire to share - I must let him know when I venture out to play elsewhere.
No, I am NOT saying that he and I are an item of any sort. We just enjoy each other's company. And he smokes...not on my favorite things list, so kissing is limited - which keeps my heartstrings from getting caressed.
Anyway, did I mention that he and I had anal? Oh Holy Night!! He was so patient with me, I was such a little girl in the beginning... But he is thick, really, really thick. Did I say thick? Thick to the point where I had to use 4 fingers to stretch myself in order to take him there. But when we found the right angle, I was floating, then my feet started slipping.
Side note - if you have slippery floors in your home, you may benefit from wearing some sort of non-slip shoes, socks, something... We had to stop because I couldn't keep myself upright properly. He is a smidgen shorter than me, so getting that right angle took some work - but he was up for the challenge, and knocked out a home run.
4am, don't know what happened, but he was next to me, pinching my nipples again. Then it was a handful of my hair and shoving me down to suck on him - lovely way to wake up  He pulled me off of him, told me to lay on my back, and in one swift action, he parted my legs, climbed between my thighs and shoved his dick into me. It took him a while before he let go of my hair. This time, I think I had an orgasm within 3 minutes. Some more fucking, a threat of fucking my ass again, then asked where I wanted his cum
I think I just found a prize thoroughbred!
I was really happy I still had fajitas to eat for breakfast, because I was rather weak the next morning...my muscles are still sore today. I am NOT complaining!
Kisses and licks and Happy New Year,
Luox
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Its all about RESPECT
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Posted:Dec 4, 2011 2:32 pm
Last Updated:Aug 31, 2012 11:15 pm
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In the search for MORE, I am becoming more self aware of what I will and will not put up with. I will not be disrespected, period. Common courtesy is something that any potential friend/lover/mate must have. Again, I know that respect is a 2 way street, and I try to give it as best as I can, but when you either A. can't take a hint, or B. insult me (yes, 2 different people), then my claws can come out. I cannot deal with men who beg, and I cannot deal with men who seem to think that all women are good for is sucking their dick. As much of a freak as I am, if I do not connect with you intellectually, then you can just hang it up.
As funny as it sounds, I am thankful for all the idiots who cross my path, because they make me appreciate the gems when they come along.
Song of the day "Irreplaceable" by Beyonce
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Perspective...feel free to skip this one, nothing juicy
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Posted:Nov 13, 2011 12:05 am
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I have been in a particularly bad mood lately, coupled with my standard girl time bitchiness, and then I got news that a couple of my dearest friends are the proud parents of twins. All of them are healthy and they were able to bring the babies home without any problems with their health. Its like I felt happy again, for the first time in a while. I'm already in "auntie" mode, trying to figure out what kind of blankets I can make them in time for Christmas.
I also almost witnessed a drunk driver run into a metal fence tonight. He was driving in front of me, weaving back and forth between lanes. If any of you are familiar with Winter Park and Aloma Ave near Rollins, you know that crazy set of curves just east of the campus. I was scared watching this guy and slowed down because I knew the wreck was coming. Sure enough, as I got to the last curve, there was his white van across the street dented in the metal fence at the college. Luckily police were across the street at a local gas station and were able to get to him before he staggered out in the street - he was getting out of the van when I passed the wreckage. I'm just happy that he didn't run into anyone.
Drunk drivers suck!!
Song of the day - "Best Thing I Never Had" by Beyonce
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The end of an era...
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Posted:Nov 8, 2011 11:00 am
Last Updated:Nov 20, 2012 8:45 pm
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Well, Mr PT has a permanent lady in his life and she isn't me... I wish them well and happiness, and I hope he can keep his dick in his pants and learn to be faithful.
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Cleaning house
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Posted:Nov 5, 2011 12:39 am
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So I have weeded out my friends list on here - probably should remove a few more, but some of these people I hadn't spoken to in months, some, over a year. Anyway, I needed to make some changes.
Sorry so short, but I need to get some sleep
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He knows how to make me cum.......
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Posted:Oct 8, 2011 10:31 am
Last Updated:Nov 12, 2014 8:42 pm
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This has been an interesting week. I started my new permanent work schedule which allows me to have Wednesdays off. Weeks ago, Mr PT and I made plans to meet up this past Wednesday at a hotel on the beach and spend some time together. Being with him was amazing - it always is. But it was enlightening to hear more about his private life, home life, and the divorce - you all know I am doing backflips, but they are a bit short lived.
I've always known that he saw other women, and he knows that I see other men. When we first met, it was made perfectly clear that this was not a "relationship"... But here we are, a year and a half later, still getting together, to provide pleasure that only long term lovers are able to provide to each other. Its funny that we both admitted that we compare other lovers to each other. Its ironic that each of us only has one other lover in our respective circles who reminds us of how "we" are in bed. Its comforting to know that in the end, he has become one of my best friends.
Our last session of the night was probably ranked in our top 3 times...He went down on me to the point where I left a puddle of cum on the bed (had to sleep on a towel). He knows my rhythm, the ebb and flow of my orgasmic tide. When he is inside me, he knows the exact spot - he says that he doesn't know how he finds it. His brain may not register it, but it is more of an innate intelligence in his dick. But then again, he fits me. Damn, I'm getting chills typing this. The last time I came that night, he said that he felt it, internally. He described how he felt me get hot inside, as blood rushed into the area, my body reacting to his, my orgasm building until I literally exploded. As always, he gives me aftersex aftershocks, and my entire body tingles with each mini orgasm on the back end of the big one.
I hated to see him leave the next morning. But, we have next month to play again. And its his birthday - I need to find a big red piece of satin to wrap myself up in! 
Now, the weird part of this past week: I had to tell a guy off Wed night. I have some folk who are in my inner friends circle on here who know my Y. I had forwarded the "mess" to my phone when I was out of town - big mistake. Most who did contact me, respected the fact that I was on a date, but there was one guy who kept harassing me. He sent me 16 messages over the course of 3 hours, the majority of which were in the last hour while Mr PT and I were at dinner. Yet another ironic thing, he had his own Y mess stalker harassing him during dinner. Anyway, I told him that I was out of town on my date with Mr PT, and I wasn't returning until Thursday (as I told him I would be). He kept sending me messages asking if I was home. I told him we were at dinner, and he still kept sending messages. It got to the point where I told him not to message me again until the next day - still 2 more messages. GRRRRR!! So he got the following piece of snark from me:
"Apparently you don't understand english. I said DO NOT TEXT ME UNTIL TOMORROW. Which means that I don't want my phone to go off with a Local Sexy Swingers msg from you for the rest of the night. If you text me again before the sun rises here in florida, I will block you as soon as I get home."
Needless to say, I have not heard back from him.
I also had to tell the other guy from my 3some back at the end of June that I wasn't interested. I literally met him once, we had a great sexual experience, but that was where it needed to stay.
I had to cut off the one guy from my Labor Day weekend who left me disappointed. He wanted another shot to make things up, but he hit his 3 strikes all in the one date. I had to point out the reasons, and he didn't realize that he did anything wrong. I can't deal with clueless - call me a bitch, I don't care, but there is no do-over for that one.
Lastly, I had to tell some Domly Dom that I wan't interested in him - we had one dinner date a few weeks back. I never really felt comfortable with him. He decided that I needed to give "us" a 2nd chance - there is no "us". I told him that I didn't even want to pursue a friendship, and each time he pushed me to be in his life gave me more reason to run in the opposite direction.
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I have a date with the guy who fucks like "him" tomorrow... I told him that it had been over a month since I saw him, and I was going thru withdrawal. Its time for me to rebuild my stables!!
Until next time!
Luox
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Sorry for the absence, I've missed you all...
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Posted:Sep 17, 2011 11:25 pm
Last Updated:Sep 22, 2011 3:57 pm
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Its been a while since I posted, and I do apologize for that. I finally found a new job, and it has been rather demanding to say the least. But, it is honest work, doing something that I like, and helping to pay bills and save up for some more testing I need to do before I jump into what I should be (and was educated to be) doing.
Anyway, where to begin... I have been doing some playing and stress release. Have a guy friend who is into 3somes (MFM - no, not the guys from my pic in June, someone new), but we only got to play 2 times. I had a repeat performance from my Slutty Episodes - yes, someone I hadn't seen since Dec 2009, but alas, it wasn't as good as I remembered. Have even played with a couple of Doms in the area. A couple of weeks ago, I had a return of my slutty escapades, thanks to Mr PT...
Yes, he is back in the picture, full swing and as amazing as ever, if not more. Actually, he has been in the area 2 times lately, first on convention with his job - I spent 3 of 5 nights with him. The first night, we didn't do much, had dinner and talked about the finite-ness of our arrangement, him wanting me to find someone to, in essence, take his place. The other 2 nights, he fucked the shit out of me. I hope that there wasn't anyone in the room next door, I was loud, really loud, especially the last night I was there because we figured it would be at least 3 more months before we saw each other again. Ended up with a hickey (damn, hadn't had one of those in many years), he said he guessed he was hungry!
That shit didn't last...a month later, he was down again. He told me that he was going to fuck me until I wasn't able to cum anymore. Before dinner, I think he got 5 out of me (side bar - most anyone who has been with me knows that I am multi orgasmic), but as usual, this man knows my body, sometimes better than I do. We went to dinner, and after watching something on tv, he fucked the hell out of me again...another 4-5 orgasms before I passed out. The next morning before he left, he was at it again, and true to his word, I couldn't cum if I wanted to (and I wanted to). I was way too sensitive, a bit worn (such sweet pain), and just exhausted, so he got some great hand and lip service. Kissed him good-bye and sent him on his merry way back to work (2 hour drive, I bet he smiled the whole way driving there).
That was early in the week, I had another "date" that Saturday... It didn't quite go as expected, and to say the least, I left there frustrated and still horny. Sunday, I was in full prowl on IM, and it seemed that no one wanted to meet, or could host, or anything until a guy hit me up that afternoon. Its funny, he had sent me a note earlier in the year wanting to get together, but I turned him down - I think that I was still reeling over that stupid break-up. He offered to get a hotel room, and I met him, and he proceeded to "explain" what I missed out on by waiting so long to get with him. Whoa!
Before that point, I don't think I have ever apologized to someone for waiting (stalling, whatever), while they fucked me. He was amazing - I was in shock, and I'll be dammed that we haven't figured out how to hookup again since (work schedules SUCK). I did have a revelation that I may need to get back on my diet, this hotel had a strategically placed mirrored closet by the bathroom, so when he had me bent over the sink, we could watch either in the big mirror in front of us, or on that mirror to the side. My belly is not cute LOL. Anyway, it has been years since I was able to watch myself suck a guy's dick, and that little bit of eroticism was all the more fun with him!!
Monday morning - yay Labor Day - I had "brunch" with another friend. 2.5 hours of play, all equipped with spanking, and a nice round of anal I really enjoyed myself with him, and he is another who likes MFM, be we figured the 1st time should be just the 2 of us. The cutest part was his cat sitting outside the bedroom meowing for the first 20 minutes of sex - most pussy doesn't like their master to get pussy from elsewhere, bring it in the house, and fuck it in their beds!!!
Well, now you all are updated... Oh, I had dinner with the cutest pilot about a month or so ago, but our schedules didn't equate to any play time, and he is currently overseas, but we still keep in touch so that when he gets back stateside, we can explore each other a bit more.
Have a great one!
Luox
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261
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