WTF was I thinking?!?!?(Act One) . . . Entry for March 20, 2007

Damnit! I swear to the Goddess that I must have lost every last ounce of common and uncommon sense she ever gave me for thinking about getting back with my ex husband, ROFLMAO and PMSL! The “Sideshow” was everything and more. Don’t get me wrong now, we had some mind-blowing sex (I’ll get to that in a minute), and it blindsided me, but only briefly (thank god).

Well, I’ve been “busy” with my first husband (father of my 3 sons) for the last 5 days and have now come back down to reality. I drove the 250 mile round trip and picked up him and my other twin son, to bring them home for the weekend, or that was the the plan anyways, in addition to discussing cohabitation (and lots of fornication, lol).

Since he just got his disability back pay, he just had to go pay off a couple of his buddies that hang out with him at his favorite bar before he left town. It was a trip into nostalgia for me, I hadn’t been in that bar in years, but had known a lot of these people since ’87 when we first lived in the neighborhood.

I was getting hugs and lots of ego stroking compliments from all these guys and I realized something. I may have put on the pounds, but my face hasn’t put on the years. It’s a fair trade don’t you think? That “quick stop” lasted a couple of hours at least, hanging out with the local drunks. By the time I dragged him out, he’d worked up quite a buzz, which ain’t too bad a thing. (wink)

By the time two hour drive home was through, he’s polished off a ’40 and a few cans of beer and was fine ‘n frisky. He rushed me into the bedroom (“Hi boys, love you, talk to you in a bit”) and brought out the “party favors” (that’s a euphanisim and if you didn’t get it, sorry, lol) and we got good and high and horny as fuck.

He had my clothes already half off before the buzzing in my head faded, threw me back and yanked my pants straight off. He immediately did a muff dive that would’ve have scored a 10.0 by any judge! He’s a great pussy eater and always has been, that’s how he entraps his women, the “Gigolo Spider”, and entangles her in his web of multiple orgasms.

Unfortunately the same Gigolo Spider finds it necessary to spread his seed far and wide, while his last prey is still twitching happily in his webs. It’s his ego stroke I guess, but anyway for the moment it was working on me, lol. His burning lips were sucking on my nether ones, dripping pleasure on his tongue, knowing it’s one of his weaknesses.

“Stick your fingers in me!” I gasp and my pussy grasps at the two fingers now probing for my g-spot he knows is there. He must have remembered from a couple weeks ago, because he found it pretty fast, and started milking for my pussy cum right into his mouth.

I handed him Ruffles (my acrylic dildo) and showed him how to angle it to rub me just right, while he sucked on my clit. I moaned, thrashed and splashed all over his arm, face and chest. I took a breather to let him dry off and started sucking his raging cock taking it deep down my throat and choking on his full erection now, it was pretty fucking hot!

Now both of us have been partial to anal play from waaaaay back, but the only time he likes to do it if he’s drugged out, kinda like right then, lol. So I turned my body around and inserted “Captain Hook” slowly and gently in his ass as I sucked harder on his dick.

“Captain Hook” is a glass (well, Pyrex really) J shaped g-spotter, that can be used to better hit the g-spot, but it can be used on men for much the same purpose. Anyhoo, back to the blow job . . . I felt his response to this direct stimulation to his male g-spot and shifted gears faster towards orgasm-overdrive and he took out Ruffles and stuck in his fingers.

I gasped deep and arched my back hard as he started fingering my pussy and ass at the same time. I felt the flood begin to flow out of me and I hit his s-pot faster and took my mouth off his cock. I had to bite into a pillow as the triple orgasm hit me and I screamed it into the bound feathers.

My pussy literally fountained and he drove his digits in deeper, just to watch me twitch. Every time his skin touched my clit, I squirted and came and couldn’t stop the reflex. Finally I had to pull his hands away from my pussy, or I’d pass out from the pleasure I told him, so we took a little break.

But he wasn’t through with me yet . . .