I've kinda been missing in action for the last few days. It's because I've been spending all my free time with Henry. He might just be an addiction that I'm going to wind up having to detox from in the near future. Being a "dominatrix" is hard. I've crossed all sorts of lines in the last few days with him that I've never really done in the past. Well there was that whole kissing thing with Mike, which I'm sure he stopped right around the time I either went off on a blog rant about me not wanting to kiss anyone other than another women, or my husband. (I didn't mean him too). I haven't figured it out. As I've not seen him in well over a week, I think it may just have fizzled out altogether. Which makes me a bit sad. I liked Mike a lot, and liked the whole "friends with kinky benefits" that we'd set up together & even though I barely came with him because of his whole virgin "never been fucked up the ass thing", I'd been willing to take it slow.
The start of something between me and another person is kinda like dating, except you're "dating" a married dominatrix, who has an open relationship with her husband. I guess for me, if it's a one time thing (like a random session), it can be fun. It won't ever be great, nor mind blowing, because we don't know one another, so the whole being friends part, is for me, at least, very important. The hard part is I'm fucking picky.
Kissing Mike was my first. And I liked it. Alot. BUT. STOP. THE. FUCKING. TRAIN. Kissing Henry was mind blowing, sparks flying, clit tingling good. If I'd known how good it would be, I'd have done it the first night we got together, but I think we spent A) way too much time talking at the bar, then B) talking over cheesecake, while he gave me a foot rub under the table. (Yes I've now gotten over my craving for it.. well sorta), and then C) when we got to his place, being too focused on the whole foot thing.
As I was following him back to his place in DC that first night, I was kinda thinking at best I'd get a great foot rub and toe sucking session, and would be able to masturbate through it, cum and leave. At worst I figured, what the hell, he's really funny, easy to get along with, and I don't have to stay if I'm not feeling it. But OH MY GOD. That boy can suck feet like there's no tomorrow. Totally relaxing, great night and he made me cum.
The next day Henry brought up "the rules", as in, "in the full efforts of disclosure, I just want to tell you, that it's not just your feet I'm into".... I thought in my head, ok, so what.. the rest of the kink is??? If it's just going to be a foot thing between us, then I'm ok with just that. It was that good.
He is interested in hearing about me getting fucked by another man, so I told him blow for blow about the whole encounter on Saturday with Black Mike. He wanted to know what's off limits, things.. like "can I see your pussy", "can I lick on and suck on your pussy", "can I play with your ass" etc., etc.,???
WELL HELL YEAH!!
OMG I love it.
So we met and played some more.
Then we went out to the Georgetown Waterfront and had some drinks, and watched all the feet go by, while he gave me a foot rub. Then we went to a little wine bar, had something to eat, and then went back to his place where things really got fucking heated.
He literally licked, sucked and rubbed, every single inch of my body, and it felt so fucking good. Then he kissed me. OMG. It was unreal. I think. I was pretty drunk, but drunk or not, it felt so fucking awesome that I literally did not want him to stop. I did not want the making out to stop. It was very intense. I wish I hadn't had to leave.
And now I'm at number 3. I've fucked 3 guys in about 5 weeks. 15 years of marriage, and in the last 5 weeks I've had sex with 3 men other than my husband. Hubby isn't thrilled, but he's at least starting to get used to the idea that I might just *need* it. However, the fact is this could also just as easily be the end of it. Maybe I'll not want to fuck any other guy ever again. Maybe all the fantasies that I've had, have now been fulfilled. Fuck a white guy. CHECK. Fuck a black guy. CHECK. Fuck a South American guy. CHECK. Maybe now the regularly scheduled program of events will return, and I'll stick to fucking and dating girls once again. Maybe not.
I'm so beat from lack of sleep, too much alcohol etc., that all I could do was drag myself to the movies last nigh. Pineapple Express. It was fucking hilarious. Seth Rogen is awesomely cool, and he brought back the guy from Freaks n Geeks to play his side kick. Would have been even more hilarious if I'd been stoned ;-(
I'm going to hang out with my kids and family today, and I'm not sure what I'll do tonight. If anything.
RE the last few posts. I'm a little jealous. We've done all this really hot stuff together and never would I have thought in a million years that you'd want to do the dirty.
ReplyDeleteSo you're really hot. Even at midnight when you agreed to come over. Even over omelets after no sleep. The stuff you come out with scares me a little but at the same time hours later I'm kind of getting hard thinking about it. You're that good.
I know you said you had plans for the rest of the afternoon and again tonight, but I already miss you. I think about you constantly. Let me know if you'd like to come have fun with me tonight instead. Instead of Henry, Instead of Mike, Instead of Josh. Just me and you. Like old times.
I'm thinking you're very sweet. Things change over time. Just because I do something with one person, doesn't mean that I'll do it with another, and sometimes doing the same thing with multiple people means all different things.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad I have you. For a friend.
I told ya before, anything I whisper in your ear will be like getting hypnotized ;-) it just creeps right up on you, when you least expect it!
If Mike doesn't work out tonight, I'll be calling you. Change the sheets tho. I made quite a mess.