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This blog contains a record of my thoughts and experiences on Local Adult Companion including the good, the bad and the ugly. Names have been changed to protect the innocent and not so innocent. If you are easily offended, DO NOT READ THIS. If you like what you read, leave a comment. If you don't like what you read, keep it to yourself. *lol*
Additional Disclaimer
Let me say this, I don't blog about every single sexual experience I have. I only blog about the ones worth remembering for whatever reason. For most of my partners, it is an honor to receive a post on my blog. Of course, some people have made my blog for the wrong reasons. I very rarely write about the bad experiences, primarily because I realize anyone can have an off performance. It's happened to me a time or two . *giggle*
I don't want any potential playmates to be intimidated by my blog. While I've had some incredible experiences, I know everybody and every experience is different. My tastes are varied. So what if the last guy was of above average endowment. I like average too and if you know how to compensate, I can even deal with below average. Not every man needs to be dominant to be with me. The right man can tap into my aggressive side and we can roll like that. I've discovered that different people bring out different characteristics in me. As long as you're not some sissy punk or an arrogant asshole, I'm sure we'll get along just fine.
I hope you will read my blog and enjoy it. Remember there is no pressure or expectations to preform like any of my other playmates. I write for practice and entertainment...go be entertained. 
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What's in a name?
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Posted:Sep 19, 2008 8:26 am
Last Updated:Oct 9, 2012 1:38 pm
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"Babe I want to see you." It's an IM from "bobby_d3". Of course he wants to see me. He's been trying to see me again since I gave him that blow job 2 weeks ago. He is sexy and a wonderful kisser. As sweet as he is, I feel like he has a dark side he's waiting to reveal and I'm ready to see. So, I put the down for a nap and tell him he can stop by around 2 PM. Wouldn't you know it, he gets stuck on a conference call and doesn't make it until nearly 3 PM. This will have to be a quickie because the last thing I need is my 11 year old telling his father he came home from school and there was a man in my bedroom.
I answered the door in a t-shirt and thong. He can't help squeezing my ass on they way up the steps. Apparently he really likes the view from back there. *giggle* In my bedroom, he makes himself comfortable on the bed. After I check on the baby, I join him there. He kisses me as he gently caresses my body. As we continue to kiss the kisses become deeper and more passionate. I swear the temperature rose about 20 degrees.
He slides my panties to the side and massages my clit with his finger. As he plays with my clit it occurs to me that I don't know his name. *lol* It's better late than never, right? So, I'm like, "Do I even know your name?" He just smiles and kisses me. "Are you going to tell me your name?" He's so not going to tell me his name. I'm so damn hot I don't even care what his name is. We kiss a while longer before he asks for a condom.
So we're having sex in the missionary position and he's really not doing it for me. I'm okay with that because everything else between the two of us is so hot. Besides that, I had the best fuck I've had in 10 years yesterday. *giggle* At some point he realizes I'm not all that into it. Apparently, he noticed my vibrator under one of the pillows and pulls it out. With this sinister grin on his face, he uses it to finish the job and then some.
Now I've gotten mine but he still hasn't gotten his. We'll have to remedy that. First I want to cover his body in kisses. I start with his neck and work my way down. I gently kiss his chest, paying special attention to his nipples. I slowly move down a little further licking his belly button before I slide my way down. I kiss and lick his inner thighs and all around his pubic area never once touching his cock. I know he wants to feel my lips on his cock but I skip it once again. I show his balls some love before I finally give him what he's been waiting for. I lick the head of his cock before I suck it deep into my throat. First I suck it with long slow strokes and then I increase the speed. It doesn't take long before I taste his cum. It's 3:30. He's got just enough time to wash up, get dressed and get out before my gets home. *giggle*
He leaves without ever telling me his name.
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L is for loser
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Posted:Sep 8, 2008 10:22 am
Last Updated:Jan 3, 2010 6:00 pm
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So I call my Blog "Risque Rants and Raves". Honestly, I haven't had much to rave about since I've been in Arizona. I have met a few keepers but I'll get to that later. Right now I need to seriously rant about some of the rejects.
Loser #1
I just knew that I was going to meet all these fabulous guys when we moved. I had been online networking and feeling people out. Ben was one of those guys. He was so helpful before the move. He was trying to help me find a house and offering to help out. It was cool.
So when I finally get a house, moving in turns out to be a bitch. It's two stories and these dressers are heavy as hell. One day Ben volunteers to come over and help move the dressers upstairs for a little reward. All day he called, it was one thing after another and he ended up not coming. That's cool.
A week or so later, we're online and he's like why don't you come over for a little bit. Cool. I take a shower get all cute. I send him an IM asking for the address--no response. No response all day. Alrighty then.
Another week goes by and he's like what happened to you last week. Are you serious? He swears he never got an IM. Okay. Let's try it again. I get the address. I shower and get all cute again. Then I drive clear across town and wait at the corner gas station like we agreed. He's married and didn't want the neighbors to see my car and ask questions or what not. So he wanted to pick me up at the corner. He was supposed to give me 30 minutes to make the drive and call to see if I had made it. So, I'm waiting and waiting and waiting for 45 minutes after my 30 minute drive. He never called. I finally grab some lunch and head home.
A few days later he sends me an IM. I just laugh. And he's all like what's that about. And I told him that I was shocked and amazed he had the balls to speak to me. So, he's playing the dumb role. I told him I didn't appreciate being stood up like that and he swears up and down he called and he must have written the number down wrong. Which is real funny to me because two weeks ago when I got to town he had no problem with the number I gave him. I'm not buying it at all. I'm surprised I'm being so cordial.
He's begging for another chance and I'm really not trying to hear him. Finally, he's like let me make it up to you. Let's just have lunch. There is something really pitiful about a man begging and he promised to quit asking if I have lunch with him. So, I agree to lunch. He suggests that I come over to his place and he'll fix us something. That's a deal breaker for me. I am so not about to do anything intimate with this man. He blew that shit for real.
We agree to do lunch in a couple of hours. I told him to name the time and the place and be there. He says he's got to do a meeting but he he'll IM me when he's done. Two hours later he's out of his meeting but tomorrow would be better. Of course it would. I'm done for real now. Obviously, he's not serious about making it up to me and I don't have time to waste like that.
Loser #2
Okay, Jacob seemed okay at first. We started chatting early in the summer before the move and were eager to hook-up after the move. We finally got together and it wasn't anything special (see Dip). However, there were signs of potential. So, a couple of days later he wants seconds. They always come back for seconds after a blow job. *lol*
So, I make the 30 minute drive to his place in rush hour traffic. And the second time is exactly like the first except I didn't even cum this time. Aaarrrggghh!!
Keeping the 3 strike rule in mind, I agreed to see him a third time. Once again I make the drive to his place and once again I'm the only one performing. I have the whole drive home to think about this. I'm like what's the deal? Why doesn't this guy want to have sex? He's just using me for blow jobs which in itself is not an issue as long as all parties involved know the deal.
When I get home, I decide to ask him why he hasn't tried to have sex with me.This fool says and I quote "I'm just really lazy sometimes". OMG!! Is he for real? Doesn't matter. I'm done.
Loser #3
"Would you be open to having a baby?"--That's the first thing Johnny ever said to me. This should have been a huge red flag but I was bored and a little curious. So I responded, "I don't think my husband would appreciate that much." Thus my bizarre relationship with Johnny began.
We chat for a couple of weeks and something about him just seems off. He's really stuck on this baby thing. So I have the hypothetical conversation with him--Of course I would keep it and love it and he could see it. So let's move on. No. Every conversation we have ends up with us talking about having a baby.
He's pushing for us to hook-up and I can't get over this uneasy feeling. So, I keep putting him off. I tell him that I want to get to know him better because I need to know that he's not going to try to impregnate me on purpose. He's okay with that for about 3 days then he's back to the same shit. I finally put my foot down and tell him that having a baby is totally out of the question and if he keeps it up I'm done. Needless to say, that pissed him off and I didn't hear from him for awhile.
Then when I heard from him again we had this really weird conversation. It was like he had no idea who I was. He said I told him I would have his baby and I was single. I never told him that. I would never tell someone I was single and I sure as hell wouldn't agree to have his baby. So now I've got this really creepy feeling about this guy. That same creepy feeling I tell my to trust when they meet strangers. Being the open and honest person I am, I tell him he's giving me the creeps. He calls me a BS artist and the conversation is pretty much over.
So what the hell is that? This fool is looking for women online to impregnate and he thinks I'm the one with issues. He wasn't being straight up and I don't have time for bullshit.
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A keeper
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Posted:Sep 5, 2008 1:45 am
Last Updated:Sep 21, 2008 12:54 am
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Mitchel is that tall dark and handsome type. He happened to notice me online as he was leaving work and asked to stop by. Hubby is out of town and the are sleeping, So I said sure. A late night booty call is exactly what I need. I get a new text, "I'm here." I walk to the front door and open it. I stand there in the doorway with nothing but a t-shirt on. He steps inside and I close the door as he begins to kiss me. As he kisses me he slips his hand between my legs. He rubs my clit as he kisses my neck. OMG!! I want to fuck him right now. We finally move to the living room sofa where I unleash the beast he calls a cock. *lol* No surprise he's already hard. I suck it anyway. *giggle* His cock is so thick I can barely wrap my lips around it. As I slowly slide my mouth up and down his cock all I can think about is feeling this beautiful cock in my pussy. I ask Mitchel what he wants. Of course he wants me to ride his cock. Just great, he wants my least favorite position. I need this cock so bad I don't even care. I straddle his cock as he sits on the sofa. I slowly slide my pussy down onto his throbbing cock. Mmmm, I ride slowly at first then he begs to feel my cum gushing all over his cock. So I ride him faster and then harder until we both cum. I don't move for several minutes afterward. Damn this one is a keeper.
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Get over it already!
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Posted:Aug 16, 2008 12:11 pm
Last Updated:Aug 16, 2008 1:09 pm
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So what I know what I like and ain't afraid to let the world know. Let's be for real. I know I'm not everybody's cup of tea and not every man is going to do it for me. What is so wrong about me trying to save us both some time? I've done this once before but I guess I should do it again.
I'll start with the one thing I get the most shit about. I am proud to be a strong black woman. I give props to my strong black brothers. Some of the people I love the most are black men, including my father and brother. I know that my sons will grow to be strong independent black men. I ain't bitter. I ain't prejudice. I don't think all black men are ghetto or lazy or anything else stupid like that. This site is about sex. I'm just not that interested in having sex with black men right now. Maybe I'm afraid of their big penises. *giggle* It really ain't that deep.(the issue, not my pussy *lol*)
Short men can be sexy too. I've screwed guys under 5'9" and will probably do it again. However, I'm naturally submissive and it's hard to submit to somebody you're looking down on. That makes the whole situation awkward for me. Besides, I like to rock some heels every once in awhile.
Last but not least, uncircumcised penises just look gross to me. That's just a personal thing. My brother-in-law is uncut and has a beautiful wife damn near young enough to be his . There is somebody for everybody, but if you're uncut I'm just not the one.
There are always exceptions to the rules. That's why these are more like guidelines. The real men on this site who happen to fall into one of these categories have had no problem stepping up to the plate and showing me they have something to offer me. Nine times out of ten they get their shot. The bottom line I want a real man who is man enough to see what he wants and go after it. If you feel like you need to tear me down because you're not my type, you have issues you should concentrate on working on.
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Dip
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Posted:Aug 14, 2008 11:05 am
Last Updated:Sep 20, 2009 2:34 pm
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So, I dipped my toe into the pool of Arizona men. There were no fireworks but the man does have nice taste in furniture. *lol* I was a little pissed at my husband and tired of trying to set up our new home by myself. So, I decided to take a little break and pay Jacob a visit. I drive over to his place. When I get there, he let's me in and he gives me a little squeeze and looks me over. He asks if want to have a seat so we can get to know one another or if I would prefer to just go upstairs and we can get to know one another later. Hmmm, I'm horny as hell. Let's skip the meet and greet. *lol* I follow him upstairs to his bedroom. We kiss on the bed for a little while before I decide I have on too many clothes. I undress and so does he. He's laying there naked and it's like his cock his cock is screaming "suck me! suck me!" So I do. *giggle* As I'm sucking his cock his hand finds its way to my pussy. He rubs my pussy for a little while before I feel him slip his finger inside. Then suddenly I feel him slipping a finger into my ass. I continue to suck his cock as he fingers my pussy and ass. As I feel my orgasm approaching, I feel him tense up, he's about to cum too. I orgasm as he pounds my pussy and ass. Seconds later he blows his hot wad in my mouth.
Now we chit chat and get to know one another for a few minutes. This part really should come first. *lol*
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Miss me?
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Posted:Aug 12, 2008 7:52 am
Last Updated:Aug 16, 2008 9:06 am
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As most of you know, I recently relocated to the Phoenix area. It hasn't been an easy transition but things are starting to settle down now.
Let me tell you, there are plenty of fine ass men around here. Quality is definitely better than quantity. But are they worth my time? That is the question. I've been planning to meet up with a couple of guys but i can't seem to work that out just yet. When I'm able to fit some fun into my schedule, I'll be sure to give you all the juicy details. *giggle*
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Sir
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Posted:Jun 27, 2008 8:55 pm
Last Updated:Oct 9, 2008 11:11 am
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I'm on my knees, butt naked and shaking. It's not cold; my nerves are bad. I've never done anything like this before. I've done everything he asked including shaving my pussy bald. I hope he approves.
The door opens and he enters my apartment. He locks the door behind him and walks over to me. He gently lifts my chin and sweeps the hair from my face. "What a pretty girl," he says. I smile.
He motions for me to stand. He kisses me lightly. Afterward, I turn around slowly for him to evaluate my body. When he's done he sits on the sofa and tells me to kneel in front of him.
As I'm kneeling in front of him he tells me the rules:
1. I will always address him as Sir or Daddy.
2. Anytime he comes to visit I am to be naked on my knees when he arrives.
3. I'm to keep my head down unless directed otherwise by him.
4. Anytime he spends the night I am to wake him with oral sex.
After the rules we discuss my boundaries. I have no clue what my limits are. We'll have to test them out and see. We agree we definitely need a safe word. Yellow.
He has me join him on the sofa. We kiss and grope each other for awhile before he directs me to remove his shoes and clothing. He has me kneel on the floor in front of him and suck his cock. As I'm sucking his cock he holds the back of my head down and fucks my mouth. OMG!! Tell me this is not happening. I'm gagging. I throw up all over his cock. I'm mortified. He's laughing. I get a towel and clean him up as I try hard not to cry.
After I've cleaned the mess, he hugs me and tells me it's okay. I feel better. That is until he bends me over his knee and gives me a spanking. He slips his fingers between my legs between swats. He's amazed how wet I am just from the spanking.
I lay my head in his lap as he strokes my hair and comforts me. He explains though he may spank me from time to time he will always be there to comfort me in the end. It's very tender moment and somehow makes me feel safe with him.
He tells me to lay back on the sofa and I comply. He leans over and kisses me as he slowly slips his fingers into my pussy: first one, then another and then a third. As he pumps his fingers in and out of my pussy harder and harder, I begin to moan louder and louder. He whispers to me, "don't cum until I say you can cum." He continues to pound my pussy as I fight my orgasm. Just when I think I can't take any more he says, "now, you can cum now." I finally let go and cum for him. He pulls his fingers from my pussy and slides them one-by-one into my mouth.
He kisses me and then tells me to roll over. I roll over and he begins to kiss the back of my neck. He gets up to retrieve something from his bag. I hear the wrapper crumpling; it's a condom. He comes back to me and picks up where he left off as he slips his cock into my pussy. Mmmm, he fucks me slow and easy for a few minutes before he pulls his cock out of my pussy. I wonder what he's doing.
Oh shit! He's trying to force his cock into my ass. I tense up. He leans down and says, "relax and just take it." I try hard to relax as he continues to push his cock into my ass. I don't remember this hurting so bad. After the first couple of strokes, I really relax and his cock begins to feel really good in my ass. I begin to press my ass back against him as he presses his cock deeper and deeper in my ass. I've never cum during anal sex before. This is my first time.
He withdraws from my ass and removes the condom. He wants to cum in my mouth. I kneel before him as he jacks off and cums in my mouth. When he's done, I lick him clean and we retire to my bedroom.
I turn the stereo on; Grover Washington, Jr. is playing. He smiles and says, "you like jazz, nice." Brownie points for me. *giggle* pull the covers on the bed back and ask, "which side?" He takes the right side and I climb in next to him. We cuddle and talk. Then we finally both drift off to sleep.
At about 4:30 am he starts to stir a little. We need to get up around 5 am. Remembering the rules, I slip under the covers and slowly take his cock in my mouth. As his cock begins to awaken, so does he. I suck his cock harder and faster until he shoots his hot gooey load in my mouth. He pets me on the head and says, "good girl."
He's ready for his shower. I retrieve clean towels from the linen closet. I sit on the toilet seat and watch as he shaves and brushes his teeth. Then he says, "get in and get on your knees." I obey. He gets in and stands in front of me. Hmmm, that's warm. OMG! This man is pissing on me. For some reason, I don't mind that much.
When he's done I turn the shower on and adjust the temperature and shower head to his liking. He washed his hair as I bathe him and then bathe myself. We rinse and then I dry him off thoroughly before he dresses. I don't dress.
Once he's dressed, I follow him to the front door. He kisses and tells me to go back to bed before he leaves.
It's hard to believe it's been 6 years since my first night with Sir.
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Three Strikes
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Posted:Jun 24, 2008 8:26 pm
Last Updated:Dec 10, 2008 11:44 am
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Okay, I've been very good about not using my blog to blast anybody. Let's be for real--not all of my experiences are these great fuckfests. In the interest of fairness, I have a three strike rule. Everybody occasionally performs badly and I won't generally hold that against a person. That is, until it happens 3 times in a row. That's just a bad lay.
I had an experience this evening that's making me rethink my three strike rule. This was more than a bad performance. This was a lack of experience, a lack of skill and a lack of equipment. I don't know what I was expecting from a 23 year old. More than what I got for sure.
He was home alone for an hour or so. I agreed to come over for a quickie. Luckily, he lives less than 5 miles from my house. I get there and I'm a little disappointed that he's short, fat and bald but looks aren't everything. We go back to his room. (Did I mention he lives with his parents?) We sit on the bed and he puts his arm around my neck. Then he kisses me. I'm thinking, "you've got to be kidding me". This is lame. I'm really not in the mood to let this drag on. I'm not really a take charge kinda girl but I want to get this done and over with. I tell him to take his pants off. OMG! He's not circumcised. That is so gross looking. Okay, I get over that and begin to give him a blow job. Hmm, he's hard as can be but there is only like 3 inches here. This is getting worse and worse by the moment. Then suddenly his erection is gone. AARRGGHH!! He rubs my twat while he tries to revive his cock. Finally, he's up again. He slides a condom on and slips his little cock in my twat. I was surprised I felt anything at all. One, two, three strokes and it's done. He lost his erection again. I'm going home.
I get dressed. He apologizes for wasting my time and walks me out. He says he'll look me up again sometime. Damn! I think he just used all three of his strikes.
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So sexy it's oozing!
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Posted:Jun 21, 2008 7:56 pm
Last Updated:Sep 20, 2009 2:12 pm
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Evan invited me out to hang out with him and a few friends the other night. I'm feeling kind of sexy and decided to take him up on his offer. This wasn't a date. Evan and I have a clear understanding that our relationship is strictly friends with benefits.
So, even though Evan mentioned he wouldn't mind spending some one-on-one time with me, I was in full sex kitty mode and ready to prowl. I put on a casual yet sexy strapless dress and one of my sexiest wigs. I looked and felt good. I felt better when Evan said I was so sexy I was "oozing" sex. *giggle*
Evan wasn't the only one who noticed. Several other men in the bar noticed including the jolly guy from last Thursday. He's part of this group that was hanging out and we exchanged grins and giggles for awhile. As the evening went on we start to have a conversation. Jolly Joe has a secret. Now Joe is a very large man, like Butterbean large. While we're talking he finally tells me that he is into BDSM. That's cool. You know me--the kinkier the better. We discover that we actually have a lot of the same kinks. We also discover that we're both bottoms. Damn.
While Joe and I probably won't be playing together we still enjoy discussing our mutual interests. We step away from the group for a few minutes so Joe can show me his toys he has in the trunk of his car. Wow! This man has am extensive collection of very nice paddles and such.
I spent some time doing a little flirting and mingling with the group. Evan and I sat together and listened to the band for the latter part of the evening. Finally he was just overcome by my sexiness. *lol* He asked if I wanted to go back to his room with him. Well hell yeah! I'm all for seconds.
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What's for dessert?
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Posted:Jun 15, 2008 9:32 pm
Last Updated:Sep 20, 2009 2:10 pm
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Well, I started chatting with Evan a little over a month ago. We got together for a meet and greet over drinks a couple of weeks ago. That went wonderfully. He's super smart and charming. You know, just the way I like 'em. During our meet and greet he offered to take me for a ride in his convertible the next time we got together.
So, the next sunny day we could get together we took that ride. We were going to drive up Monte Sano Mountain but a trucker had another idea. I don't even know why this idiot was trying to go up the mountain in a tractor trailer but he got stuck across both lanes of traffic. So, we had a change of plans. We took a little drive and decided to get a little dinner.
Dinner was nice. The food was good and the conversation better. We finished dinner and he invited me back to his room. I declined. I had left my hubby at home with no food, besides that Evan had work he really needed to get done. So, he took me back to my truck. When we got back to the parking lot we both got out of the car to say good bye. He kissed me and let's just say that was a kiss to remember. We decided then and there that we were getting together for dessert. *giggle*
Thursday, Evan and I got around to having that dessert. I met him at a local bar. I had a drink to calm my nerves. I wasn't nervous about being with him but rather my had spent the day trying my patience. So, I was really looking forward to the opportunity to relieve some stress. We finish our drinks, say goodbye to the jolly man we were seated next to and make our way to his room.
I make myself comfortable on his bed with his big stuffed dog. (Sorry doggy, I'm going to be sharing his bed tonight.)*giggle* As he removes doggy, Evan joins me on the bed. He kisses me and it's as nice as the first kiss. He begins to caress my body and the kisses become deeper and more passionate. As things begin to heat up, my clothes slowly begin to come off. He continues to caress my body and kiss my back as he removes my bra. I lie down on the bed next to him as he gently squeezes and caresses my breasts. Eventually his mouth finds its way to my nipples. As he licks and sucks my nipples, I feel my body temperature rising and my panties becoming moist.
Evan moves his hand down my body to the top of my shorts. He fumbles with the button for a moment before he gets it loose and slides them off. He slips his hand between my legs. He feels my panties that soaking wet at this point. He slides his hand inside my panties to remove them. We kiss passionately as he gently rubs my twat. Then I feel him slide his fingers inside. OMG!! What is he doing? I don't know exactly what he's doing. I do know it feels better than anything I've felt in a long while. I'm on the verge of an orgasm in minutes. This man works magic with his hands.
It could be all over now and I would go home satisfied, but there is more. Evan follows-up his awesome hand action with some pretty hot oral action. I'm drifting into wonderland at this point. This is the first time in a long time that I feel like someone else is really concerned about me and pleasing me.
We get around to having intercourse and I'm equally impressed. This is obviously not Evan's first trip to the rodeo. I hardly ever orgasm during intercourse and was pleasantly surprised when I did. We finished the evening with more kissing and some cuddling. Cuddling is good. This was the most intimate and passionate encounter I have ever had with a man from this site.
The whole experience left me craving more.
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Super Sexy Soldier
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Posted:Jun 3, 2008 5:29 pm
Last Updated:Jun 3, 2008 5:29 pm
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I promised details about my night with that super sexy soldier. Here they are. We started of hot and heavy and we ended up watching a re-run of CSI. *lol* I must admit though the sexual experience wasn't all I hoped for I did enjoy his company. Hopefully we'll get a second chance at sexual bliss.
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Too long!
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Posted:Jun 1, 2008 10:50 pm
Last Updated:Jun 2, 2008 2:35 pm
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It's been way too long since I've written. Miss me? Truth of the matter is I haven't had much to blog about. I had a very difficult pregnancy and spent months on bed rest. Happily I gave birth to healthy baby girl March 25th. Now I'm ready to get back in the saddle.
I recently discovered the Local Adult Companion IM. Don't laugh. I'm not a big fan of the communication features around here. I generally steer clear of them but for some unknown reason I logged on to the IM Friday night. I got a few pages had a decent conversation or two nothing mind blowing. I logged on again Saturday and felt like the half naked hottie at the party.*lol* It seemed like every time I looked up there was a new guy trying to hook-up. Damn, it's nice to have choices. So I started collecting names and contact information and then I prioritize them. At the top of the list the super sexy soldier. I mean it is my civic duty to serve our country in anyway I can. *giggle* Stay tuned for further details.
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