I created a fake profile on Plenty of Fish. The reason was singular but it matters not. The profile served its purpose, but I experienced something completely unexpected. What attracts men, anyway?
This is one of those situations where I don’t really know what to make of what happened. It has caused me to question things I’ve told myself, and I’m curious what you think.
I created a profile of a 39 year-old woman. She was pretty but not stunning, but had a very hot body. There were four pictures on her profile. The main profile picture was her in a small bikini walking out of the ocean and smiling, in dark sunglasses. There was a closeup of her face, smiling, and two pictures of her outdoors. None were selfies and they didn’t show cleavage. Continue reading →
Well, he lasted 5 days. I knew it was unlikely he would suddenly change his behavior, but I did have hope there would continue to be progress. After all, he said our date last week that he wanted to see more of me, and that he’d try to be more communicative. But yet, another dating fail.
But really, what kind of person says that, and hears someone say “look I get that you’re busy but all I’m asking for right now is that you don’t ignore my texts“, and just 5 days later does exactly that?
I met Drew on Bumble the week before my vacation. Atypically, I swiped right even though all he had on his profile was his height (6’6″). In hindsight, I’m not sure why I swiped right – he has only two photos and neither show his face. I suppose it was a moment of weakness.
He responded quickly to my opening message and we texted about work and the heatwave our city was experiencing. He noticed the unicorn emoji in my profile and later asked if I was one. I told him he’d need to define it before I answered; and he mentioned poly relationships. He’d been in one before and said it was “fun”.
I told him I wasn’t poly and wasn’t interested in a relationship with more than one person. But I liked that he even knew what it was – it spoke of an openness I don’t often find. Continue reading →
This bra was on me; it’s currently hanging on Tony’s bed frame.
I love to wear bras my lovers haven’t seen yet, and this one was a success, measured by the reaction it got when it was uncovered. It stayed on during sex, along with my boots. It’s from Agent Provocateur, which makes such lovely lingerie…and pretty sure Will bought it for me.
The bruise is from my lovers bite. Multiple times. I like to see these reminders. It’s joined by several small bruises on my hips and ass from being grabbed, hard. Delicious.
Go check out the other lovely pictures Hy has posted for Boobday, by clicking on the pic below:
Johnny Id and I took a LOT of photos in the last ten days. Most of them are not for public consumption at all – god forbid they accidentally get uploaded to Facebook.
He also took photos of me having orgasms (and a video too, which I didn’t know about in the moment) and I can’t bear to look at them – I think I look ridiculous and I don’t really want to have those images in my head and the next time I’m cumming think “oh my god I look silly”. What matters I suppose is that he thinks they are super hot. So to each his own.
There was one, however, that we really liked…and we agreed to share it here. It speaks more than my words can at this particular juncture.
I am sad he is gone…my bed isn’t the same without him. But I am happy for the time we had together and for the promise of an amazing future to come. Continue reading →