He favorited me on Plenty of Fish and then didn’t message me. I figured (hoped) it was simply a matter of time. He is a handsome, dark-skinned, 6’2″ finance professional with an MBA. He is separated with a young daughter, has lived in multiple cities, went to college on a sports scholarship, and likes to dance.
While I wanted to reach out to him, I stuck to my rules and didn’t message him.
Then late last week, he reached out. He was bold and polite – commenting on my profile and asking if he could take me for a drink. I said I would love to but was visiting a girlfriend for the weekend.
Will asked if he could have Liam on Monday night. So I first offered Monday to someone I have yet to meet in person (a very sweet teacher from POF), but he wasn’t available. I then asked Mr Fetlife, but he had to work. I therefore planned to actually get some non dating things done that night. Continue reading →
It remains frigidly cold in my neck of the woods. Friday was -22 Farenheit / -30 Celsius. Not a great temperature for outside play. I also just got my period (in time for my date – yay body, thanks!) and frankly wasn’t feeling all that fantastic. Men, be happy you don’t get menstrual cramps. They are brutal.
Tony and I planned for me to come to his place on Friday night. Originally there was talk of trying to go bowling again. Ultimately we decided we would order in pizza and he would teach me how to play Poker. He is a good player but doesn’t play all that often.
I drove to his place after work, enjoying the view of the crescent moon and of Venus on the very cold and clear night. Continue reading →
For this to make any sense, you need to start with Part 1.
So now I have Andrew underneath me and Jason behind me. They start muttering about lube to each other and I know what will happen next. Even with my body being totally relaxed from the multiple orgasms I’ve now had, my brain is a little nervous.
Just before, I’d managed to have two cocks in my pussy (which, for the record, I’m told is generally pretty tight). But this is again new. After a bit of pressure, I was being double penetrated.
What is the worst thing that has ever happened to you during sex?
Have you ever had a threesome with two members of the opposite sex?
Any of you have that worst thing happen DURING a threesome?
You getting where I’m going with this? Good.
Let me break it down for you.
Jason, who I have known for almost a year, has been a steady presence but infrequent lover. I’m the only woman he’s had sex with since we met. He joined me and Johnny for our threesome. Continue reading →
I had a nap on Monday afternoon…I was with my son and we were hanging out at home and I suddenly was overcome with fatigue. So I put him in front of the television (educational, thank you very much) and gave into the sleep.
As I lay still on my bed I let my mind wander…I find if I actively think about things, I will never fall asleep. So I started thinking about Johnny’s impending visit, then how much fun it will be to be in his arms again…
…and the next thing I knew, I am on my hands and knees on my bed. Johnny is standing behind me with his feet on the floor, with a firm grip on my hips, kissing my back and my ass. Jason is kneeling in front of me, and I am sucking his cock while he grabs and holds my hair, firmly. The two talk to each other in murmured tones; the next thing I know Johnny pulls me upright while Jason slides underneath me, his legs going between mine. Continue reading →
I was chatting with Johnny recently about his upcoming trip to my city, and what things we were going to do whilst he is here. We joked about swingers clubs and I realized I’ve never written about my swingers club experience.
Although Ariel was ultimately not the right guy for me, he was an amazing sexual match. He wasn’t particularly handsome, but there was something about him that was attractive – probably because I knew what he was able to do to me. He had incredible stamina and could keep going for hours and hours. He remains one of the best kissers I’ve ever been with. He had a varied sexual background and was pretty much game to do anything that I wanted to do. While he had his own needs, he wasn’t selfish at all.
So when I expressed curiosity and interest in some of his prior experiences with couples, including going to a swingers club to meet some of them, he offered to take me any time I wanted. Continue reading →
Here are a few more of the screen shots I’ve kept of bad openers or online dating conversations. My profile is down on all but one site. I kept this one up because it’s where I met the Giant and I wanted to capture some of our conversations. I never bothered to take it down afterwards.
The huge irony for me is this – when I go into that site to grab some of these screen shots, because I then show up as online, I end up getting even more material to work with. A few of them I have responded to just to see how crazy the response will be….there are some doozies.
I guess the benefit of an intensive online dating program is that you get to see consistencies and patterns pretty quickly. I already wrote about Phone Sex Abandonment (as I have termed it), as one example. I reblogged a particularly brilliant online dating profile that summarized several. There are many others.
When I first signed up for online dating, I joined the “intimate” section of one particular dating site. I missed my faraway lover, wasn’t having sex, was horny, and needed to feel attractive again. I was also bored, since it was the week before I was to move out, my ex had gone away on a business trip, and I was home sick with something that kept me bedridden for the week (I won’t bother grossing you out with the details).
I wanted to have sex, hopefully on a regular basis, with the same person. Great physical chemistry was exceedingly important to me, and I wanted to find someone who was willing to experiment and was open about their sexuality. In a perfect world, we’d also go on great dates. I believed that this site would have people who wanted something similar.