Uno, dos, tres
So my normal guy is out of the picture for a few days...and on a friday night i am at home watching porn when RD pops up on messenger...turns out he isn't busy either an wants to know if i am still up for a threesome...his normal girl is curious and i am willing so I make the drive....his best attribute is his bartending abilities and after several and a game of strip shots...which i won by the way we are all naked ....and as an ego boost, his girl is ten years younger and it is obvious that my body is making her self consious...I by no maens am a model but i have been inside a gym..and it is obvios she hasn't. things progress and I have to say she had the nastiest pussy I have ever tasted...absolutly grosss! ack...and he never even fucked me...damn it was an absolute wash...oh well. At least the idea was fun and he was free with his booze
Bound and .....determined?
So last night I arranged to drop off a shirt to *him*, he was out with a freind at a local restaurant. I parked, taking just my car key and his shirt as I had intended to drop off the shirt and meet a GF for a drink. He wasn't there and texts me to tell me that they are going to HOD instead. Well you know it that is where I was meeting my friend.So the shirt delivered i left them at thier end of the bar and sat down with my friend as he was not the reason I was there and I was not the reason he was there. One ice cold Stella Artois later his freind stops by where we are and invites us upstairs to join them for a game of pool. Well we do, several more beers and a shot of tequila later we all are having a good time and I am proud that I am acting like a freind and not all over him like I used to be. As we all leave my gf and his freind leave us talking on the sidewalk. We are talking as freinds....conversation turns to our single lives and what we have learned since we have been apart I mention the depths of depravity I have been experimenting with and the new hardware installed in my house..the pair of rope cleats bolted to my door frame ;). I look up and he is giving me 'the look', he asks if I would like to give him the treatment..i ignore his offer and we keep talking...once again he asks. I say I have no beer at my house..he says we can go back to his..i tell him he doesnt have the hardware , he grins and gives me cash for beer and off we go.back to my house he is tied securely to the doorframe, blindfolded and naked....funny I had remembered his dick bigger...after punishing him with ice, fingernails and teeth I lick my finger and insert it in his ass. he is clearly not enjoying it...but i am and he has no say inthe matter. after more teasing and palying i finally let him go and the fucking begins...vibrater on my pussy and his dick in my ass....after he comes he fucks my pussy with his dick and inserts a dildo up my ass, I am incontrol of the dildo and the vibrator ...I think again 'I remembered him bigger' but then again I have gotted used to 'Long' but that story will come later. I honestly cannot remember falling asleep but i woke up to him kissing me goodbye this morning. I am grinning all day...but not for the reason you think....as fun as ehat we did was...it wasn't that great the times of vanilla sex with 'long' was better than kink with *him*. I paused when i had him tied up and took a good long look at him, nice shoudlers and arms...but not a great as I had remembered....he let all the hair I used to keep waxed on his back grow back...and his ass was hairier than i rmembered , which makes ass tounging difficult..in all...not as great as the memory.
I cannot believe it....I may fiannly be getting over him....but he left his damn shirt...he will have to call me for it...i think I am done..and fianally be able to be around him in social situations (dates included) with out acting weird
Ridin' Dirrrrty
I was just propositioned by one of the guys, that one of my best friends is fucking.
I'm a bit weirded out. And a bit turned on. Turns on he was talking to her about the possiblity of me joining them for some fun.
If I wasn't in a relationship I'd do it in a heartbeat, and a few redheaded sluts.
~~laughs~~
Bannana Split Anyone?
I am not a freak.
I am not a freak.
I am not a freak.
Normally one would chant this in shock after comparing your own sex life with a friends... I am chanting this more like "oh my gawd I'm so fucking vanilla, I am not a freak" way.
I do have a major freak side. Freak in the way that I take that vanilla ice cream, and dribble some on my thigh, stomach and tits.... after following up with choclate syrup, sprinkles and of course the bannana. Yum.
There is a dom in me.... but when it comes down to it I perfer to be dominated, but I do get an incredible rise of cracking that whip so to speak.... Roar. I love making a man surprised with pure feminity sexual attention as opposed to a edgy winner takes all move.
I miss married sex. I routinely greeted my ex in various stages of sexual approach. Naked. Naked wearing nothing but post-it notes. Naked wearing whipped cream. Naked wearing stillettos. Naked wearing saran wrap. Naked wearing an apron. Naked with the new super pricey stillettos I just brought on his credit card. Naked on the couch watching a porn.
You will find in my drawer a decent selection of Victoria Secret, Cosabella, Oscar de le Renta Pink Label, etc... not so much of the ropes, or Zoogster costume wear. I have long nails, they are great for scratching during sex... not so great for ass play.
I think I need to go get my vibrator and call Samantha. Get her to tell me again about the great sex she's having. Cause unfortunately I'm not getting any tonight.
Honey, what are those marks on your wrists...?
So I have been chatting with M ..a married whose wifey is boring him..we have had some very stimulating cyber sex and it looks like tonight is the night. I vocalized a fantasy of mine to him and he liked it so much he wanted it to be our first encounter.....so off to the hardware store at lunch , purchased were two rope anchors and 10 feet of nice soft rope....back to the house to install them. so next time you are over be sure to ask about the rope anchors bolted to the doorframe k? I will tell u how it turned out tomorrow....wish me dick!
more!
Now....where was I? Ahh yess I remember now.....grinding...grinding against his hand and mouth......unconcious motion....motion for a goal and I am very close...closer and as his fingers stroke deep inside me (god bless those fingers that match that 6'4" inch frame) I am suddenly still, rigid, holding my breath to maximize the climax. I pull him up by his hair....his body sliding up mine...breasts rubbing against his chest first...then stomach.....as I direct his mouth to mine....his lips are wet with my juices and i take care to lick them clean....ahhh...I taste myself in his mouth and i am grinding against his thigh, he breaks the kiss and turns....his legs straddling my face , burying his face back into my pussy...as I take his dick into my mouth....deep, one of my hands stroking his balls, the other fingering his anus....fingering at first , now pushing inside him...I am fingerfucking his anus while deep throating his dick....his breathing changes and i take his dick in my hand and lick from his dick, up to the perinium and beyond, my tounge finding his anus...licking now while stroking his dick ...his breath catches in his throat as my tounge penetrates him.....little gasp now..mumbling unintelligibly as he comes...hot on my stomach and breasts and he thrusts into my my hand...my hand milking the last few drops out of his softening penis...and he rolls off me...goofy grin...god how i love those goofy faces men make after sex!
He lies back relaxed...I direct him to roll over and begin touching him very lightly...just barely touching him....all over from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head with my fingers, lips and tounge, rubbing my breasts on his back....and he is one continuous groan....poor guy acts like he has never been touched before...rubbing continiously for minutes...he now rolls over and pulls me on top of him I straddle his crotch ....and tell him that he is forgetting something...(men's lack of responsiblity for thier sexual health is reprehensible) condom on and good to go....I direct him inside me and lower myself to the base, find my rhythm and fuck him while holding his hands over his head....thrust after thrust..he breaks his hands free of my grip and lifts me off of him and turns me I am face down on the bed now, head hanging off the side and he penetrates my pussy from behind, i adjust my hips to give me acess to my clit with my vibrator as he fucks me from behind....ahh the combo, dick in my puss and vibrator on my clit one of my favorites...I push my thighs together and he is now stimulated by my thighs too as he thrusts into me.....in this position I come quickly and bite the edge of the mattress as i release a guttural groan...his climax quickly following....he slaps my ass as he pulses inside me and collapses his weight onto me...rolls off of me and pulls me back onto the bed, face down as he proceeds to rub/touch tickle me just as I had done to him earlier...ahh I love a man who learns! But the time has come for him to go and the clothes go back on.....a few more of his earthshattering kisses at the door and back to K-town he goes....
*bonus* He messaged me last night...I will be making a road trip to k-town soon!
College Boi
Being a young gay man in the Bible Belt doesn't exactly suck...it just means you have to be a little discrete, otherwise you have this likely chance of getting your head bashed in by a bunch of religious zealots or rednecks who think you'd be better off if they administered their own punishment other than the one they say you'll get from the High Almighty. Truth is, though, some of them wouldn't mind getting little hand job or head job of their own. And truth be told, they sorta like giving them, too. Believe me, I know.
Straight boys can be SO funny.But maybe I overthink this--truth be told, once many find out I'm gay it's either a)not much of a shock because they already knew or b)they just don't care. While I'm not exactly obvious, I guess the shyness and the girl chats might give it away. And I must say, my network of friends and hags are
wonderful.
For the longest time, though, I was in the closet and was under the impression that i just
couldn't be in a relationship with a guy. Now, I'm not so much in the closet these days and can say I'm gleefully attached in a relationship that...
gasp...doesn't rely itself on sex.
It's didn't come without it's sore spots, though...no pun intended.
Especially considering the guy who essentially brought me out of said closet is sorta now one of the most famous openly gay college students in the country. College Boi, as I'll call him, lent his ear, and I lent my heart for a brief fling that stretched out over the course of a couple of meetings over 3 months.
While some of it was good, truth be told I've learned in my subsequent...um...'education'...that he was a bad lay. No foreplay AT ALL, just straight to whatever it was we were going to do. And a not-so-attractive dick, too. Making out on the futon was the extent of his foreplay whenever we did anything. There's a lot to be said for dragging it out a little and teasing and playing. He never did any of that. One thing I will say was his saving grace, though, was his penchant for wanting reciprocation.
You see, in the course of my time 'hooking up' (a practice that is surprisingly easy these days thanks to the Internet), a lot of my encounters had a habit of being 'all about me'. And for as much as I am a guy and for as much as I appreciate it (they seem to like my cock, what can I say?), I like reciprocation (but if you're going to be 'all about me', you better surprise me). I mean, hell, I got a decent tongue, too...and a deep throat. Two things which College Boi seemed to appreciate it whenever I sorta initiated whatever foreplay we did.
(On a side note, thankfully my beau these days also appreciates it, and thankfully, he's got an attractive dick.)
College Boi broke my heart, despite the fact that, at the time, he was all I knew. And I genuinely liked him, too. It was what it was, but I think I got myself invested in it a little more than I anticipated.
He came calling back a couple of months afterwards...after he had broken up with the boy he sorta left me for. But by then, the spark was no longer there. A decent aquaintance he would become, but certainly not a lover anymore.
He recently moved away, and while there will always be a soft spot for him (he was, after all, my first), I must admit I'm glad he's gone. He was a little shady about a couple of details about his life (as if I wasn't, but still...), but the more I learned about him the less I liked. He won't promise you the world, but he will promise you a good time if it serves his purposes.
I guess I caught him at a good time. But that doesn't excuse the fact that he was a bad lay.
Hiya Doll!
Well since we have heard from Char and Miranda (you so should not be having a bad naked moment that is just not possible!) I figured it was my turn (and we should ALL have a turn you know! *winks*)
I have always found it helpful when dealing with broken heart to get fucked as frequently as possible by as many people that I find attractive...but in a town that reputation rules, what is a girl to do?
Adult friend finder thats what......a plethora of men...of all shapes and sizes who just wanna fuck! WOW! The motherlode! I have found that I prefer the married ones, as they have more to lose if they run their mouths. Or the ones from out of town, less chances of running into them out on the town...ahhh and so it goes....
Wednesday found me visited from R from knoxville....drove all the way down just for my pussy! 6'4" blonde , blue and tan....not as well muscled as i would have liked but doable...
we sat on the couch smirking at each other so I jumped him....I hate it when men do not take the initiative.....hello! He was an excellent kisser....he could do it all....the soft gentle lip teasers and the long slow deep kisses with just the right amount of tounge and teeth...sending electricity straight to my now wet pussy. I removed his shirt as I am now straddling him on the couch...the only article of clothing decorating my floor so far is his polo shirt....he is typical of young blonde men....not much body hair and what he has is in the perfect spot....that lovely arrow below the belly button pointing my way to the dick I am now lightly grinding against.....he was hard before I touched him! I love that.....he is already anticipating the pleasure we will bring each other. My lips move down to his neck and gently kiss and lick my way down to his nipples , my lips followed by a very light tickle from my short, red fingernails. I start by licking his left nipple, now flicking my tounge over the tip and teasing it to erection and then taking it between my teeth and applying pressure, gently at first but he reacts by grabbing a handful of hair and arching his back so I bite harder and flick the tip of my tounge over the tip .....his reaction is a cross between a hiss and a moan....and it makes me grind harder.....
Somehow (hmm did I do that?) his dick is out of his pants and in my hand.....and now in my mouth....he is smaller than I would have guessed for 6'4" but adequate ....now lets see if he knows what to do with it?! I drag him off the couch and to the bedroom , he grabs me from behind as I am taking my pants of and pulls me against him...hard....his dick is hard against the small of my back and he pushes me face down on the bed.....ass in the air...as he lowers himself to the floor...he is on his knees now , behind me and between my legs....starts with a long slow lick from the front of my soaking wet pussy all the way to my anus.....one long slow lick. He then flicks his tounge against my anus.....twice and then thrusts his tounge into my pussy.....hard and as deep as he can....i whimper a little and grab the comforter as he continues to thrust into me with his tounge and suddenly he flips me and i am on my back with his face between my legs....ahh his hair is just long enough to wrap my fingers in...I urge his hand to my pussy as i am now frustrated by the lack of penetration....ahh good boy you understand, fingers and tounge...thats right...and I no longer have to direct him as he finds just the right spot and concentrates , i am moving against him , thrusting against his tounge and fingers....
And I will finish this story later.....
Fat Naked Moment
In as much as there was another place I would have rather of been... I was cuddled up on the floor tonight with two hot guys and one of my bestest
(is that a word?) girlfriends. Just chiling out and being carpet bums. I have always had male friends, but most of the time they are clueless when it comes to "girl stuff". Guys make great friends because they don't think your nuts when you insist that wearing your team jersey while the game is on, helps your team win. One of the reasons gay guys are so fun is the fact that they are just like having girlfriends, but then the chances of them telling you that the outfit your wearing looks hiddeous and tell you to change clothes, so that when ya'll go out they will look all that much hotter are slim.
I am a lightweight. I drank more tonight than I've drank in awhile. Not sure what got into me, just felt like needing to get out of my head for a bit. Bad thing though when I get out of my head my mouth opens up. And I'm me. Uncensored. Not always the wisest decision.
In this whole damn city there are times I realize it's quite small. And I hate it. I wish that there was more actual secrets. More people who were trustworthy. Because no matter what leap I try to take I always feel like I'm standing in the middle of the street naked... and not a good naked moment either... a fat naked moment.
If you ever need a good laugh check out the personals, or those myspace.com accounts. Quite funny. Sex on the net. Who would have thunk it? Good looking people but still, makes me grateful and for once I feel like I don't deserve what I've got. I don't think
"I could do better". I've got the best and I will murder anyone who tries to fuck anything up for me.
I'm having a "fat naked" feeling moment. I need to sleep this off.
And so it begins...
You know how you just get these urges sometimes to just dish? Dish about love, life and the lessons learned from it. And of course--hot sex.
This is what this is for. Detailing the hot sex and things you can find in the wonders of Chattanooga, Tennessee. Sure, this is the buckle of the Bible Belt, but that doesn't mean that we don't get naughty.
Trust me...everyone's like this. They just don't talk about it.
But now we are.
