I told you I was stupid . . . Entry for December 20, 2006

I came to the door and the only thing I was wearing was a black and white striped fringed scarf tied around my hips, concealing little but my old baby belly bulge. He was duly impressed with the view from behind as I led him into my bedroom. I nonchalantly (but purposefully sexy) stretched out on the bed and we commenced to catch a little buzz and chat.

His hand stroked my naked thigh as I whispered in anticipation "Touch me . . ." which he did with skillful fingers. He seemed surprised I was already soaking wet, but I had been thinking of nothing else since we made a date for this morning the night before.

I spread my legs further as I arched my back and moaned when my juices started to flow, and that was all it took. He jumped up and took off his clothes and as he stood there, I leaned over the edge of the bed facing him, and swallowed his cock whole. I looked up with his cock still in my mouth and drank in his ecstatic expression like fine homemade wine, strong and sweet!

He ran his palms down my back and cupped an ass cheek in each hand as I fluttered my tongue on the hardening cock inside my mouth. I sucked and tasted, and using some of my special tricks drove him absolutely wild! Taking my mouth off after some minutes, I looked up at him from my all fours position and said, "Oh did I mention I LOVE sucking cock?"

Smiling I laid back and stretched, running my own hands down my skin and parted my pussy lips (hint hint), but I can see he wants to feel his cock in my pussy right away, so I think "Why not?" and pulled my legs wider apart. The only problem was his dick was only half hard but really wanting in, and I’m thinking "Oh no! Not fucking again!"

I don’t know what the fuck it is, but it seems nearly EVERY time this year these guys I’ve been with get a visit from Mr. ED (Erectile Dysfunction) just when things start going good! I’m starting to think that maybe it’s me. I asked myself "Am I sexually intimidating or something? Do I make guys nervous in bed?"

I’m a very modest person, when ever someone compliments me with "Wow, you’re awesome" types of compliments, I always reply "Nah, I’m just me." And it’s true, I don’t think I’m anyone special, but parts of me are exceptional, lol. I take pride in the fact that I give mind blowing head jobs and really enjoy sucking cock (even though sometimes they are not deserved). That and having a nice ass considering it’s size is my other vanity.

I’ve had a lot of repressed sexual energy and tension that hasn’t really been released in quite a while. Sure, I see my fuck buddy Bubby maybe once a month or so, but unless he’s fucked up the sex just isn’t worth it. And he doesn’t give head unless he’s drinking, and that is a BIG turn off, not to mention his hang up about him being "undersized".

But when Lars and I started molesting each other and he finally got his semi in, I gave him some pussy probably like he’s never had before. Once again, I’m not bragging, it’s just the truth, but I have a tight, small pussy with excellent control. I can contract and expand my pussy walls quick or slow at will, and with some guys it takes them right over the edge.

It was close, but I squeezed his cock out and it wasn’t cooperating to go back in, so I laid him back down and lowered my head to his cock while turning my hips towards his hands. Reaching over for my toy bag, I extracted Ruffles and put it in his hand. I could see the grin on his face as my mouth enveloped his stiffening cock again, and he inserted the smaller end in my pussy, little by little.

I squirmed under the toy in his hands and moaned around the dick in my mouth, shoving my face down and biting gently at the base. His back arched and I gobbled that cock further, my pussy getting wetter listening to his moans. I was dripping pussy juices down the dildo and onto his hand as turned back around so he could watch me suck his cock. He held my long draping hair back as I gave my full attention to making his hard on last long and strong.

Alas, even though I found the "sweet spot" on his cock and probably gave him one of the best blowjobs he ever had in his life, he never got fully rock hard (sigh). He said it might be a combination of the meds he’s taking and the fact that I made him a little nervous. Why does this keep happening to me? He’s 46 and I figured age might have had something to do with it too.

After a brief rest, and chatting a little I molested him again, cause I was in no way finished. I brought out my little blue dolphin vibe and using my toys he made me cum expertly time and time again. I even managed to make him cum again as well, so a good time was had by one and all, lol.

Too much of a good time for me, I got greedy and wanted it again! I so missed the physical contact and passion (and orgasms), that we planned on hooking up several times this week before the kids were out of school for Winter break. I even lucked into a Viagra to see if that wouldn’t help his libido, but of course it didn’t end up happening, and now I’m kinda pissed at him.

Have I mentioned that I stomp my foot and act like a little spoiled brat when I don’t get my way? Lol. The first time we talked at my place, he was going to stop by later that day but didn’t, and didn’t call either. I know how shit can happen so it was no big deal. The second day he was supposed to come back and fuck my brains out, he didn’t show up, but finally called and left a message on my machine cause I was gone by then.

Funny thing though, he’s got my cell phone number and didn’t try that. And last, but not least, he was supposed to call me to come over at 7:30 yesterday morning, and once again was a no call/no show. Now in my book, that’s just rude and impolite. I mean if he wanted to turn what could have been some semi steady fun into a one night (day) stand, that’s cool, I’m a big girl with my head on straight.

Even though he was spouting all that "where have you been all my life", "I want to live down here" and "I should be married to you" kind of garbage when we were fucking, I didn’t fall for it though. I mean after all, guys always speak with their dicks when they’re getting it real good, lol.
But not to call and cancel is just fucking thoughtless and bad mannered. So I left him a voice mail basically saying thanks for the fuck but you’re a rude bastard for not calling to cancel. He called me later yesterday evening and tried to explain but I was like "Dude, that was just plain rude not to call." and he got off the phone quick and hasn’t called back.

Fuck em, there are plenty more fish in the sea that are SINGLE, lol.