Ramblings…
Well, consider yourself warned, this post isn't gonna be very structured :) I've got a few things on my mind and have to get them out.The other night, I was online and Salsa boy starts talking with me... I had been telling him that I had things on my mind (regarding S... I'll talk about that later) and that I had no interest of seeing him for now. Which was true, but as you might have noticed, I'm weeding out a lot, so I didn't want to lead him on as I know I wouldn't see him, ever. But being the nice girl that I am, I keep talking and being polite. He sends me a cam request. I tell him that I'm doing my taxes. He says it won't be long, he has something to show me. So I oblige. Why is it never a puppy or something ? He's sitting there naked. Stroking his cock, telling me I make him hard. Grrrrrrrr ! I had no interest in seeing *that*. Don't get me wrong, I love looking at a nice cock (licking and touching too) but not *any* one. I shut his cam off, told him I had a Msn problem and left. I don't know how to tell him so he'll understand.
S now... Well, we've had issues and fights from time to time. I wanted to end things and wasn't able to actually do it. I kept telling him that he cannot just talk to me when he wants to fuck. He was making efforts. I told him that if he was making 'efforts' he didn't really feel like it. He had troubles accepting that I didn't want to see him anymore. He told me he was in love with me, that he had me under his skin, that he couldn't stop thinking about me. I told him it was too late. He said I couldn't do that to him, and we had to see each other one last time. So I caved in. He came over. We talked. I cried (I hate hurting people). But it didn't make me change my mind. We talked a few days after that. He thought he 'had' me back since I was crying. I told him nothing is changing, that I need a lover, not a fuck-friend. He called me names, insulted me, my husband, my other lover (which he's sure I have since I don't want him anymore). He told me I don't know what he's capable of when he doesn't have something he wants. Menaced to hurt himself, menaced to hurt me. He's not really constant, so he doesn't really scare me. He says stuff to get reaction and it doesn't work. He said that he'll delete me and forget me and that I'll never hear from him again. So far, I haven't. Somehow, I have a doubt. I was feeling so so so bad when it was going on, I hope he came to peace with it and that his life will go on.
By the way... Mr. Singer's song is playing on the radio right now... I'm fucking him hehe :p
I spoke with F this weekend. He's not online very much. Said he missed me and can't wait to see me, so that was sweet.
Yesterday I was chatting with The One that Can't Be Named (well... I talk with him all weekdays long still). He said he was back, I told him I missed him, he said that's good, I told him how come ?, he said cause it shows you care about me. I found it sweet. I can't wait to see him again. I don't know when that will be. All I know is that everytime I see him, I can't get enough. And I sense it's the same for him. His lips are on mine as soon as we get together. Maybe because we don't get together very much... but I do crave him a lot :p
And there's that kinky, intriguing, interesting side of Me that still needs exploring... hopefully soon :p
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Scent on my pillow
I talked to F earlier today. He was all by himself. I asked him if he could come over, but apparently he was on babysitting duty when I could have seen him (later that night). So he tells me he'll give me news later on this week so we can see each other.So I just prepare for a relaxing night at home, watching a movie in my pj's, when the phone rings. It was F. He asks me what I'm doing and if he can come over for a bit. Of course he can !! We never never call each other, I was thrilled !!! So I go get ready as fast as I can and he gets here.
He's so cute as he comes in the door. He comes in the living room, I go get him a beer and we sit down. He semi-lays down and put his leg on top of mine. I rest my hand on his calf. I just love touching him. We talk for a bit. I tell him I had mistaken him for my brother on the phone, at first. He tells me he was waiting for me online and I didn't show up, that's why he took a chance. I told him I would have logged on later on, since I knew he was supposed to be babysitting by himself around 9 and I'm only online when I hope to hear from him. I just love being with him. It feels so good. We watch a movie for a bit. I ask him if he wants another beer as I get up to bring the empty one on the counter. I come sit down next to him again and he starts kissing me. Oh my, he's such a great kisser. I just love watching him and kissing him. We kiss for a while before we head upstairs.
He lies down on the bed, fully dressed and take my hands and pulls me on top of him. We continue kissing. We undress one another. I just love his body. I can't stop looking at him. He starts fingering me and licking me. Oh, he's so good. He then comes up and starts fucking me. No, he's not fucking me, he's making love to me. He's so soft and sweet. He holds me in his arms while I hold on to him. It feels so unfreakingbelievably good. I wish I could stay there forever. I tell him that I love being with him, that he's so good. He continues for a while and then goes down on me again. This time it's even better. He makes me come hard and fast and very very wet. He's the only one who's able to make me come like that. I almost tell him I love him.... I guess he can feel it, but I'm so afraid 'things' will change between us. So I keep quiet and turn him over. I get on top of him, kissing him again. His lips, his cheeks, his ears, his neck, his chest, his belly until I reach his nice big cock. I gently start kissing it, licking it. He grabs my hand and squeezes it. He moans as I gently blow him. I could do that forever. I love it so much. I'm almost disappointed as he comes in my mouth and can no longer take it. He tastes so good.
I lie down in his arms. He holds me so tight as he caresses my butt. I gently touch his chin while looking at him. I love his lips, I love his face. He's so handsome. He turns his head over to look at me, I tell him I can't watch him that way, so he turns it back. I put my head on his chest. And we stay there for a while, in post-sex bliss. He tells me he'll have to go soon. I hug him even tighter. And we kiss. And kiss. And kiss. I tell him to get up and leave cause I will beg him to stay over. We get dress and head downstairs. He kisses me once more and wishes me goodnight.
I feel a bit sad as I think it'll take a while till I get to see him again. But every second that passes brings me closer to the next time I'll see him, so I don't feel that bad. I'm thinking of going online to chat up and flirt with a few friends, but I don't even want to.
I get to bed, turn over and I smell him on my pillow. It won't last long so I take it all in. And I get to sleep with a big smile on my face.
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Three Bombs
A few nights ago, F starts chatting with me. We exchange the usuals and start planning our next meeting. I tell him we can see each other mostly whenever he wants.He says, I know, that's what I like about you.
I reply, Oh really ? Just that ?
He says, You know I really like you.
I reply, That's so nice to hear. Me too.
He then says, I really hope our thing will last a long time even though we don't get to see each other much.
Now I'm thinking... OMG !! I tell him... You do ?
He says, You don't ?
I reply, Of course I do. As long as you don't get tired of me, it'll last.
He says, I'm not the only one who can get tired.
I tell him, I won't. You make me feel so good.
He then says, I appreciate you more and more everytime I see you.
We continue talking for a bit and then log off.
I feel so... Aaaaaawwwww. I love it when he says stuff like that !!
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Fame Whore
Mr. Singer came over last night. It had been a while since we've last seen each other. They were in studio a lot lately so all his free time went there. I have to admit, I don't think of him much... only when I hear them on the radio.He walked in, we sat on the couch and talked for a bit. Then he's all over me and starts kissing me. I get on top of him and we continue kissing. We then head upstairs. As soon as I close the door, he pushes me in the wall and continues kissing my neck, my back, my ears, while grabbing my breasts with both hands. My hands reach to grab his hardness. We start undressing each other and I'm down on my knees already grabbing his cock in my mouth. I suck him good and he likes it. He gets me up and pushes me on the bed. He starts licking me. It feels good (but however not awesome). He then gets on top of me and starts fucking me. It's pretty intense. After a while, he lays down. I get on top. I kiss him, his neck, his chest. I scratch him softly all over. He shivers as I scratch him on his inner thighs. He looks me in the eyes and tells me he's so excited by me. I tell him, That's good, as I get down on him once more. I take my time, tease him a lot. I then sit on top of him and gently fuck him. He says, You like being in control, don't you ? I reply, Me ? Never :) He then turns me over and finishes in me.
We lay down and talk for a bit. He tells me I smell so good. And then he leaves.
This morning, I get an email from him which says : Thank you for last night. You were incredible !
Anyways, it was nice, but not mind blowing. If he wasn't the singer of a semi-famous band (who apparently will play all over the world soon), I would just let it go. But I'm a fame whore, and everytime I hear him on the radio I'm thinking... Hey, I'm fucking that guy ! :p
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*Crickets Chirp*
As so cleverly pointed out by some readers... I've been quite silent lately. I guess my 'spring cleaning' of guys and keeping quality over quantity make for less stories. I did meet up some new potentials (which quickly became rejects). And it's not that I don't have 'offers' from old lovers... I just don't want to.Aaaawwww I hate Mondays !
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Sweets !
I don't know if it's Valentine's Day that is in the air or what... but today was just a sweet day !!First of all, my old friend Bryan and I were talking (he's the first guy I met online, 10 or so years ago, but being so far away we never actually met). Anyways, we were chatting...
B : You crack me up !
Me : It's part of my charm
B : You could charm the ice off an eskimo
How sweet was that ?
Then, I was chatting with The One That Can't Be Named. I was also emailing a potential playdate (girl) for he and I. Then he said...
TOTCBN : Copy me what you're telling her
Me : I'll tell you later. When I have your cock in the back of my throat :p
TOTCBN : My little bitch is rebelling ? :)
Me : Oh no, you know me... It's just that I want you so bad.
TOTCBN : And I want you to be happy
How sweet was that ?
And... as I was leaving work, F starts chatting with me. I didn't have much time but I did ask him if he was busy tomorrow. He has a class in the afternoon, but I said...
Me : If you want to do something in the morning, just tell me. You know I love spending time with you, even if we're not naked.
F : I know. And I love spending time with you.
How sweet was that ?
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Bored !
Ok, I need to vent. I'm bored today. No one to talk to, no one to flirt with, no potential new girls that I want to hear from, no kinky boy who will make my day ! Blahhhhhh, I want some excitment.Ok vent over :)
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Pleasureful Afternoon
I was supposed to see F for the last week and a half. Last week he told me it would be Thursday or Friday. Then on Thursday he told me it would be Friday. Then Friday, something happened with his daughter and he had to cancel. He tells me Monday for sure. Friday night we talk again. He tells me he wishes he was sleeping in my bed that night. Monday night, he talks to me, apparently he's sick. He tells me Wednesday or Thursday for sure. (Ok see a pattern here ?). Wednesday he tells me he'll be here Thursday at 1pm. At that point, I'm not even believing him. But still I keep hope. He so confuses me sometimes, but like a friend of mine said, better have what he can offer me than have nothing at all.So at 12.50 he knocks on the door... I'm not ready yet. Grrrr I hate that, he's always early. I'm never perfect as I wish I was. So he comes in. Tells me my house smells clean while I finish putting stuff away. He comes behind me and takes me in his arms. We start kissing. I could melt in his arms. It feels so good. It feels right. I love his eyes, his hair, his arms, his lips... gosh I love everything about him. We kiss for a while, in my kitchen. Things go slow (unusually), we just kiss and hold each other. I then tell him, 'Want to go upstairs ?' And upstairs we go.
We arrive in my bedroom and start kissing again. He lays me on the bed and lays on top of me. I take his clothes off as he takes mine off until we're in our underwear. I get on top of him and we continue kissing passionnately. He then starts to go down on me. He just knows what to do to bring me to the edge. Wow !!! It feels so good. I then return the favor for a bit. We lay down on the bed and he asks me, 'Wanna take a bath ?' Yes, why not. So I run the bath and we just hang out, me between his legs, my head on his chest as his caresses my arms, my breasts. We talk for a while. It feels so good to be in his arms. I turn around and we start kissing again. His fingers trail down and he starts playing with me again while kissing my neck. I love when he kisses my neck, it's my soft spot. We get out of the bath and go into the bed. We get under the covers and we start kissing again. It feels so good. Funny thing... Mr. Singer's band first released song is just now playing on the radio. So I just stop kissing him for a bit. He looks at me funny and I just shake my head and continue kissing him. I find this very funny and almost consider telling him about Mr. Singer... well not everything, just the part that I know that guy. But I don't. He goes down on me once more. He makes me come once again. That time I come hard and very very wet. He just knows what to do. It's just awesome. I go on top of him and go down on him again till he comes in my mouth.
We talk for a bit and then he tells me he has to go. We dress up, head downstairs and kiss one last time before he leaves.
Tonight, he starts chatting with me. We talk for a while. He asks me what my friend thinks about our situation. I tell him, 'She's happy for me when we see each other'. He tells me, 'I hope you're happy too'. I tell him, 'Of course I'm happy, you know that'. He tells me, 'then if you're happy I'm happy'. We continue talking for a bit. I tease him a bit, I don't remember what I said before, but I tell him, 'You love it when I tell you that'. He says, 'What do you think ?' I tell him, 'I don't know. I'm very articulate, I tell you everything I love. You, I don't know'. He tells me, 'I love being with you. I love all the little times that I get to be with you'. From that moment on, I have a permanent smile on my face. Wow ! I still cannot believe he said that. I tell him, 'and I love being with you, I feel so good with you'. He says, 'That's what's important'. We continue chatting, I tell him goodnight and I log off.
All I can say is Wow !!
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*Sigh*
Y came over last night. We fucked on the couch. He's cute, he's super nice, he's giving me attention. However, his 'technique' is pretty much like his kissing... ordinary. As you can see, nothing much to elaborate... I guess he's too nice. *Sigh*Maybe I need to find myself a cute, bad boy with a kinky side. Let's look into that, shall we ? ;)
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Where’s my mojo ?
Well, apparently last week I had a shocker. I was chatting with F, when all of a sudden he asked me if he could spend the night over some time. I was... speechless. I said, well I could certainly arrange something, but how come ??? (Thinking he'd say he'd be a better alibi). He said, it would be fun. So I was all excited.All of a sudden... other guys weren't so interesting to me. I had the opportunity to see a few, but... I turned them down. I didn't want to see anybody else but F. I thought, maybe I don't want to do this anymore. I thought my sexual power was gone.
But, even though I'm on my hands and knees before him, this morning we chatted and it was... ordinary.
So stay put... I'm getting my mojo back. Soon !!!
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