For the Love of Face Fucks

I still wasn't quite completely over my cycle and free to play but a few things started looking up on Thursday. A self ascribed kinky, naughty I had been having some creative chats with wanted to get together late. While we were chatting I heard from the Greek guy from the apartment search (not to be mistaken, lol, Greek by heritage and travel destination). He has REALLY been wanting to get together again. He is just dying to get his cock back down my throat, heheh... He says he loves that I love it. He decided that he was in fact more appreciative than he had previously suggested so I agreed to go by at 5. Unfortunately I had not realized how late it had already gotten and our scheduling fell through. There had been too much chatting about face fucking.


He had wanted to reminisce about my last visit. He does have a lovely, beautiful cock and stayed nice and hard but I also loved that he gave a good and proper face fuck. It is freaking amazing how unbelievable guys seem to find it that a girl might actually like it. On more than one occasion I've made posts on CL casuals for nothing more than a good, hard face fuck. No matter what, my post will be immediately flagged and completely dismissed as a fake. I am certain there are more than a few guys out there who likes grabbing a girl by her hair, fucking her mouth and pushing down her throat. It has to be done just right, of course, and my Greek friend was so nicely gentle and rough at the same time...



We did not get to get together after all but the topic of face fucking had spread to my conversation with the other guy I had arranged to meet with later and he promised my day would not end unfulfilled. In the meanwhile I met with two guys downtown in the East Village. A Brazilian guy and a Hispanic guy, we would have rescheduled for a day later in the week when I was cleared but one was leaving for China soon. They were OK looking, not the hottest pair. We met for drinks, conversation was OK but then they warmed up and we were laughing and having fun. We went upstairs to one of their's apartment, after a little while we got a little more comfortable with eachother. Sitting in between the two of them on the couch I laid back on one of them with my legs up on the other's lap. They soon had removed my clothes, one playing with me while I sucked on the other's cock. My cycle was very close to finished and after having his cock sucked the Hispanic guy had me on my knees, fucking me from behind while I sucked on the his friend's cock. His friend had done some coke making his cock very uncooperative. His presence and participation there became futile and he ended up in the bedroom on the phone having an argument with his daughter's mother.

Unfortunately the cock that was hard was a J. I really don't like J's. You can't suck them properly. They will not go down your throat right, they'll just hit the side and make it sore. During sex they'll rub on the side against their bend. He ended up hurting me and I had to make him stop. He did take a few pictures before I left...

Before leaving to meet them the Dr. I was recently reunited with had also emailed. We have the hosting conflict making it difficult for us to get together and we chatted some about the sharing thing again at someone else's place who can host. He will probably be making a post for us on CL but with the plans later in the evening, I mentioned it to the one guy who also lives nearby on the Upper West Side. He had initially made a post about being extremely unconventional, doing everything "you're not supposed to do" he said. We had been chatting for a few days, nice guy from the south. When I sent him the blog link he said he wasn't as adventurous as he had made out but we talked about having some fun. So when this thing came up with the Dr. I asked the Southerner if he'd like for the Dr. to come while I was there that night. Would you believe after all that talk he got upset with me for asking?! I guess I had insulted him. He said he was shocked I would ask him the first time we'd be meeting. I apologized that I had misunderstood, based on our conversations I thought he would be into it. We text messaged eachother over the night but by the time I was leaving the LES it was obviously not going to happen that night. His promise of a fun ending to the night turned out to be quite empty indeed.

By the by, I felt it best to let him alone, if he was OK getting together I would let him contact me when he wanted. He emailed the next day apologizing for his odd reaction, hoping to meet soon.

I tried to get down to the Lower East Side again in the afternoon the next day, Friday to see a cute and funny guy who has been emailing me from the blog. He is just ape shit to get an "amazing blowjob!" lol. I almost managed to get down there but ran out of time getting a ton of things together to prepare for a photo shoot. I took the LIRR out where a photographer lives. He's a professional photographer doing weddings and stuff but does hot rod pin ups and other stuff for fun in his off time. I felt comfortable with him from his first emails and it was the same in person from as soon as I met him. The shoot seemed to go very well, the pictures looked good. He kept saying it was his favorite shoot ever which I certainly wouldn't have expected from some of the gorgeous women he had sent pictures of from previous work he'd done. He kept saying I was so fucking hot. We managed to get a good shoot out but after a while he said he couldn't do it anymore, he was getting too turned on, it was the hottest shoot he'd ever done... lol.

He had been great with the shoot and of course I wanted to thank him. Standing next to the bed, he had already made his love of my ass clear so I got on my knees in front of him. He got even more excited when he touched me, "you're so wet!" he gasped and then was so caught up getting into the condom that I had to reach out and grab his thigh to stop him for a second, turning his hips around and putting his cock in my mouth. He enjoyed that momentarily before going back around the bed. He put himself in and on the second stroke in he said, "I'm not going to last 2 seconds..." lol. I'll give him credit though for lasting longer than a lot of other guys do! He did manage to make it for maybe almost a good 5 minutes.

Yesterday I had a fabulous and exhausting day at the beach with friends that had me wiped out for much of today. I was maybe supposed to try to get together for drinks with someone who would like to go get together after my tests are back from my checkup next week but he got tied up with work and called out of town. The Dr. would also like to find someone to get together tonight but it's doubtful he'll find anything good for right now. My other Dr. friend is supposed to call soon but is away in Miami with his son this weekend. The weekend comes to a close. Will see what the next week brings...

Then the blog was noticed...

I almost forgot the picture...

Nothing current to post unfortunately

Someone out there must have done something, hits on this blog have suddenly jumped in the last few days. Well hello, new readers! In the last two days since my last entry I have not been up to too much, other than getting a little mystified by this whole online world that is, lol.



I don't really feel so writer-lific today. Some days my head's just not in it and it won't come out quite so well. But Thursday's a good day for updates before the weekend starts when I get busy with non-blog related activities.



Tuesday... Tuesday... After everything had fallen apart for my grand plans for Tuesday, the Groupie tried very hard to maneuver his schedule for us to meet somewhere else but things kept getting in the way. I had been chatting with a very cool guy who had emailed me from the blog. It's so nice when there's an instant flow to a conversation, you just know...



We met at his office near Penn Station and had an amusing mistaken identity snafu. How could he mistaken that girl for me?! ;-p Well he was decidedly delicious! Married of course so I shan't give out too much detail but a handsome cutie (and with the shaved/cropped hair I love so much), nice fit, athletic body with a the perfect little layer of cushion. I honestly cannot tell you very much about what I uncovered when I unzipped him, I did not have very long to see it! Licking his stomach and running my mouth over his his shorts, I only just pulled his waste band down a little and took him out. Pulling his waste band under my chin to get him further in my mouth, he drove himself down the back of my throat, gagging me, lips to his belly. Then grown to full size a moment longer would have been needed for a proper full length swallow but there was no time. It wasn't only two minutes, was it?



He kept saying "impressive... I'm impressed..." He was absolutely delicious, I do hope to see him again. Unfortunately the cigarette I had just smoked while waiting for him to come down was physically bothering him. His eyes were red and watery and he was obviously distressed. He was really sweet and was apologetic though he really should not have needed to be. (I'm sorry, I'm allergic to Penicillin, I'm going to die now...) Smoke is the nasty part. Aside from that I should just quit all together, I am sure to not smoke around or before seeing people that it bothers. I felt terrible, I hadn't known...



Allergies bothering him and his schedule tight, I had to leave quickly and we did not spend any time talking much at all. Terrific fun for the while! After leaving I felt a little guilty though, considering the brevity and my allergic effect I felt a little guilty for his appreciation...



I've started thinking though that maybe I am not so good after all? If the point is enjoying it then wouldn't it be a lot more enjoyable if you could enjoy it for longer?? The overwhelming majority seem to last less than 5 minutes, and no, 2 minutes is not so unusual. Or maybe that's just normal? That is the popular notion right? About guys not lasting very long. Ok, so maybe it's not just me...



Anyway, the ending to that day was Horrible! I was lucky enough to have a lovely cock for a little while but with the fabulous plans I had had to give up I went to bed that night almost crazy with unsatisfied desires. Needless to say, I was Not Happy.



When I woke up in the morning yesterday I was feeling better, and am resigned to waiting out until my cycle finally clears. There are other ways to have fun but nothing really worked out for yesterday. The bi guys from last week were supposedly going to try to get together but I have begun to lose faith in those two.



On a separate wonderful turn of events I responded to another reply from the bi men CL post and I was happily reunited with a delicious enigma of a man who I have had some unforgettable fond memories of from a few years back. We saw each other only a few times over a span of time and we lost contact over a year ago but I have thought about him a lot. The few times we did get together were very memorable. We played around in a movie once. We had more fun when we went to a club together. He wanted to watch me pick up another guy and while we were dancing on the floor, this guy starting to grind on me from behind, he walked up to us dancing and joined in, rubbing up against me in front, running his hands over me and over the other guys hands that were around me. I think it was the same night that we then went outside and down the block and had an amazing hot time on the sidewalk...



He truly is an enigma. He has some complex intimacy issues I don't understand and is very hard to reach but has a powerfully erotic sexuality about him. Extremely intelligent, a professor when I knew him back then, the tall, thin, long, lanky and lean type of sexy and a shaved head. Yummm.... Well it turns out he's moved out of the state but he will be planning to visit in a few weeks. He can be a tremendous tease but I am very excited to hear from him again and am really hoping to see him when he's here. Soooo much fun!!!



But I digress... back to yesterday. I asked someone who emailed me from the blog yesterday how he had come across my site and he sent a link to bestgfe. When I did a search by the blog link, lo and behold! I am an unattractive TV, with bad teeth and depressive cutting tendencies! Ouch...



Thank you for the scathing first review. I am almost certain I am sure who wrote that too. It could only be that one weirdo guy who kept trying to reach me for over a year. We had gotten a little intimate with each other but it didn't feel right and we did not get very far. He had asked before we had met if I was a man. Ok, what are pictures from a stranger online? Not the most bizarre question. After we met though and he had seen me nearly naked in person (I don't think my thong came off), he emailed me afterward 1, apologizing and asking for another try, but 2, still asking if I was a man?! Weird. So moreso I was not going to see him again but he kept emailing, still asking to get together again and still asking if I was a man.



Ego slightly bruised, the day could have ended a lot sadder if not for another wonderful surprise return of another lost contact of fond memories from the past! Fate could not have brought a better pick-me-upper!! Readers may have already come across him in my very first blog as the Dr. with CheapLee. I had had a most unforgettable evening with the Dr. He had been so utterly perfect! Commanding, sensitive, hella sexy and nasty, open minded, kinky super fun! I had wanted to send him an email afterward but CheapLee wouldn't give me his email address.



A more perfect pick-me-up could not have been devised! :-D



Nymph: oh honey, i had a LOT of fun with you! i thought you were very sexy & made me feel divine! i'd love to do it again, though this time my friend won't be there to watch.... remember me? xo ;)



Dr: Of course I remember....you're beautiful....and what great memories....



Dr: You have the most beautiful ass...tight, sweet, and your mouth....oh my...the way you took my cum...so perfect.



--I'll cut out where we both were unable to host and didn't have anywhere to meet. There was some mention of sharing but that would have been hard to pull off on such short notice. But one of the last things he wrote...



Dr: I'm so happy you and I found each other. You don't know how often I've thought of you since that night....you were stunning, sexy, beautiful...perfect. I hope we can explore a bit together.



Mmmmm.... coming from that absolute wonderful work of perfection! Now That is what you call a Pick-Me-Up!!! :-D

Even the Best Laid Plans...

Someone suggested that I should include a suggestive, not too revealing picture at the top of each post. I wonder if this is what he meant but we'll try this one for now...

It is from a few weeks ago but he just sent them to me at the end of last week so it sort of fits in the time frame...

He loves putting his head down my throat when I swallow him whole...
Yes, all of it ;)


Today is Tuesday, the day I am supposed to be fabulously busy having an amazing day but instead it's become a good opportunity to catch up since the last blog and write about how the best laid plans fall through... :-/

Last I was at the end of Thursday night. Friday I had had big plans all week to finally fulfill a long time fantasy. I've tried to do it in the past but it's never worked out. Finally! Finally I had two very cool, good looking guys I liked and was completely into who were fully bi. It is sooooo hard to find groups of people that work together personality wise, attraction, having shared interests and then the timing around crazy NYC schedules on top of it! I've had quite a few misses. Of the guys I would be interested in, most of the guys were curious, wanting to do it for the first time and most guys who had experience were only oral. The guys I had plans to see Friday were two friends, one bi, one "straight" who have done things together before. I was finally going to fulfill my fantasy of being with two bi guys having sex! For the longest time I have wanted to blow a cock while another cock slips into his ass. I've fantasized a lot about how his dick would quiver in my mouth when it went in and what it would be like when he came, how hard he would cum, how amazing he must feel. When I am having sex I have all sorts of crazy thoughts run through my head about DP, the guy in my ass sandwiched between another guy fucking him from behind and another in front of me in my mouth...

Alas, not all dreams come true. I was let down yet again, one of them got stuck with meetings all day he could not get out of and our rendezvous had to be cancelled.

I had plans to see the new Doctor that night and felt certain he would not be able to satisfy the burning rage that was left in the wake of my foregone fantasy. I made a hasty search for the nastiest thing I could find for the afternoon on CL. Honestly there's nothing too crazy you could do. Short of what is truly too crazy, in reality most guys are not comfortable having sex with a stranger without getting to know her first (or have a drunken context that makes it suitable) and for more than vanilla it usually takes some time getting familiar and comfortable with each other to get there.

At any rate I got in contact with two guys. One was very sexy and would have been absolutely perfect! Unfortunately we had hosting issues and had nowhere to meet. Tremendous shame because he would have been exactly what I needed! Instead I had to settle for the businessman in town with a hotel room. He had no picture but reassured me he was very attractive. When we met in the lobby I disagreed with his evaluation completely. He was tall, big, not completely overweight but very big, with a fat, round face and a big, ugly, bulbous nose.

I was not into it. But I am not a mean girl so I wasn't going to just walk off on him. We got drinks and he wanted to take them upstairs. I hadn't had the time to nicely leave yet so I went with him up to his room, we talked and had the wine. I let him know he wasn't as attractive as I had hoped and that I wasn't interested. He did have the deftness to gently push me without being too much that I'd reject him. Very tenuous and finely done by him I think considering I was all geared for walking out. He eventually positioned himself behind me, out of my sight, only feeling his large presence behind me. Bent over on the bed I played with myself while he fucked be from behind until I came. We said our awkward goodbyes and I left.

Dinner with the Doctor at China Grill was delicious! And the company was as excellent as our last dinner. We took a cab back to his house in Brooklyn. Sex was a bit drunken and tired by that point but wonderful nonetheless. That man does have a beautiful, perfectly shaped, deliciously hard cock. And for around 50 years old he has a better body than most 20 year olds. He is still talking about getting me an appartment and that he wants to take care of me and knows that I will always have a lot of sex with other men but he doesn't care. I have really never met anyone like him.

I left in the morning and had a jam packed weekend doing stuff with friends and other normal, public life things. I stayed over at Blue Dog's apartment on Sunday. I also am back on cycle again, waiting for that to clear up. So that's one.

Then it all just fell through. Today the guy who had wanted to watch from last week was going to get a hotel room for a meeting. He was going to get the room and we'd meet but he was giving me the room to use and if possible, he wanted to watch me with someone. He sent me an email yesterday that something had come up and he had to leave town for the week. He wanted me to keep the room and go ahead with plans but between the back and forth via emails... and then the next biggest factor fell through as well. The babyfaced male slut from last week also wasn't going to be able to make it. He had been the first person I thought of for the watcher, we had quite the plans in mind. He was going to try to bring a friend of his as well for a MWM and DP to watch, and the watcher would probably have joined us as well.

With all that it just wasn't meant to be. When I was planning it I had gotten very excited about what I could do, could I make it one amazing day of endless sex?! Once it fell through I spent yesterday making cancellations. First the hotel. Then I cancelled the one guy from Westchester who emails me practically every day that he wants to get together. He didn't want to be watched and asked to be first so he was supposed to come after I checked in. We would have had a few hours to play before the watcher was going to come by. I wanted to have some alone time with him before the Male Slut came, either with his friend or by himself with his friend maybe showing up later. The first guy from Westchester said he might stay as well, depending on how he felt. The watcher was originally going to need to leave by 7 and there was another guy who has been very much wanting to meet but was not interested in a multiples situation. After he left I was going to end the night with a guy I have been chatting with about a group situation. We hadn't decided yet if he would come alone or with a few friends. We were looking forward to meeting and warming up for a bigger event next time.

But now I am here. Nothing to do except maybe my laundry. Now all I want today is a nice, hard cock in my mouth but I won't seem to even get that....

Grrrr.... week of frustrations

Sunday night I was supposed to have met this one guy from CL erotics I had been chatting with. He had said we were going to meet up at 8 but didn't get back to me until almost 9 and by then I was making other arrangements. He apologized profusely and wanted to meet later in the week. The other thing ended up falling through and I ended up doing nothing. I was even supposed to go stay over at Blue Dog's apartment but something fell through with that too.

Not that it was all bad. I finally did get to see you Monday. But my dearest blogger friend you had to run off on me and leave town far too quickly. We had only time for a drink. Very frustrating...

What did you think of my friend being there when you arrived? I bet you were surprised. We have been chatting since then. I may have a very interesting Tuesday to tell you about next week. We were chatting Monday and he wanted to meet for a drink. He wants to watch and I didn't have much time. I thought you might get a kick out of it. You boys are so funny though. When he left I think he enjoyed his intimate goodbyes standing in the middle of the bar with you there.

After you ran off to the airport I went back home. I think I was maybe starting to do something but I don't think I did.

Tuesday evening I went to go check out a couple apartments. The first one we did not have much time. A good looking married guy around my age. He and his wife are away a lot with their new baby and his piloting job and sublet while they're away. Cute little apartment, except the crib smack in the middle of everything isn't the most sexy, lol. I gave his very nice, sorely neglected cock a taste and he came in an instant. I walked up 3rd Ave half a mile to the next apartment. Very good looking guy going away to Greece for 3 weeks. He was very hot and had a lovely cock but in the end he wanted too much for the place. He is trying to convince me now to see him but he seems to want me to visit him for mutual satisfaction. Sexy as he is I don't think I'll be interested in seeing him. Like his apartment, he seems to want too much for what he wants to give. I don't enjoy being around takers.

After that I was running down to meet a guy from CL erotics down on the Lower East Side. In his description of himself he had forgot to mention that he was black. My issue was not with the fact that he was black so much as that he didn't have the confidence or is just that wily and deceptive that he would not be upfront about who he is. After he pressured me into having drinks with him despite my disinterest and having spent a little time with him, he really is not a real enough person for me. Insecure about something or just not balanced and whole about something anyway. Not crazy or anything and a nice enough, good looking guy, I just did not want to get involved with him. Maybe when he's OK being himself.

What's more is that I got a few emails from last week's Catch who I had met in his office, the single, young, adorable, sexy, smart and cute Catch who I would love to see again. He had been completely enamored and had a great time, very excited to see me again. Except that he kept emailing to my last response and was sending to my text messages which does not give me a way to reply back and does not show up on my emails. Going online through my emails I wrote to his email address we had corresponded through before and my emails won't go through!! :-[ He sent two or three messages. I've tried a few times to send him emails and they keep getting bounced back. He has my email address and my phone number but he is a little shy and since I have not responded to his messages I do not know if I will hear back from him again. Frustratingly sad. Fate is extremely cruel sometimes...

The week only got worse with Wednesday. The guy from Sunday had kept wanting to try to meet up another time so we planned for Wednesday. I got stuck on the hot ass trains first. Arriving 10 minutes late I apologized and he made like I kept him waiting soooo long and then kept me waiting on the corner for him for nearly just as long. When he gets there he was just dried up and without a personality! He was a pretty good looking guy but had sent pictures of someone else! Another deceptive idiot. I was just not feeling it, we walked around the block and I took off for the train. I actually didn't want to get on the subway yet but wanted to separate from him. I came back out from the subway and went around the corner to get something to eat. Would you f'n believe that while I was sitting there by the window waiting for my food this guy passes by! He did a double take when he saw me and waved hey. I did not wave back.

Then when I went to the train, waiting on the platform this Hispanic guy was just staring at me and started creeping me out. I moved behind a pillar to block his view and he moved over so he could see me. I moved again and he'd move again. He kept doing it and it was getting really creepy. I moved down a few pillars over and he followed me. I kept trying to hide but he was just creepy! So then I walked all the way half way down the platform. Would you believe he followed me again! I almost ran away back the other way again. I was getting out of there so fast it hit me too late but I really should have yelled at him. Creepy!!!

Again I was supposed to go over to Blue Dog's place for the night but he fell asleep and napped until it was too late for me to come by. I chatted with this one guy from CL casuals but it didn't really go through. I had tentative plans to meet someone on the Lower East Side around 12:30 but after everything I didn't feel like going back out so late and we made plans to try to do something the next day.

Today I woke up dripping wet horny. The guy I was supposed to meet after midnight was trying to see if we could use his office. That was dragging on and I was dying so we met in a hotel down on 24th Street. He had originally contacted me for a multiples situation with another guy and possibly with his wife but after chatting for a bit he wanted to meet alone first. We chatted on some very kinky topics, he calls himself a male slut and says he has a very open marriage. Kinda rocker, beat, hipster guy, a lot younger (or younger looking) than I expected with a cute boyish face. He was very affectionate and liked watching me masturbate and watching me cum. He had a peculiar wavering firmness that I think may have been a result of self control. He'd be only semi hard a lot of the time but then it seemed like when he wanted, he was instantly rock hard again. At any rate we burned through a box of condoms sucking and fucking. Despite his said high sexual proclivity, still I was again informed of the ever familiar "never so quickly" phenomenon. He had the funniest way of calling me dirty names in the sweetest, most caring, almost submissive tone of voice. He will likely be an integral part to next Tuesday's plans...

Raring hungry as always I went to get something to eat and my Lawyer sent another text message. He had been trying to reach me the last few days but his last minute requests weren't well timed. After I finished eating I went over to his office. He's older, a cutie, if not in the best of shape, and does not last long at all, but I love how hard he gets and how much he completely loves it. I sucked on him for two minutes. He had said he wanted my ass earlier so I stood up for him, but when all was said and done he rubbed himself against me then let it slide in, leaving my ass untouched. I rode up and down his shaft three or five times before he had to cum. He always wants to end with a facial.

The evening ended with a very good looking construction worker from CL casuals. We had originally chatted about rimming but he was extremely sensitive, kind of shy and leaning toward introverted. He said he wouldn't be able to with a stranger. He also said at the last minute that it would probably be a one time thing. With that said, I barely wanted to go any more but I was nearly walking out the door by that point. I had reassured him that we were meeting no pressures, no expectations, if it happens, cool. After talking and hanging out for a while, he was obviously tired so I started saying I was going to leave, not thinking he was up for and ready to do anything. He asked me to hang out longer but that he didn't have any condoms. I was surprised, I did not think we were going to be having sex, but I had some protection in my bag. He wanted to play with me which I don't love to begin with. His rough construction hands were unbearable though and I had to make him stop. There was no oral at all and certainly no rimming. We had a short, not especially interesting tryst but there was a certain electric sensuality brimming under his quiet exterior that was so extremely sexual. Playing with myself we came nicely together at the same time.

It finally ended with some sex but over all it has been a very frustrating week.

Has it been a week? What a blur...

This last week's been such a blur I had to research what I've been doing to write this post. Although it seemed like it was very busy, oddly it also seems like not much has happened. Anyway, the holiday weekend was half boring and uneventful. Saturday a bunch of friends got together for a full night of shits 'n giggles and I stayed over at Blue Dog's place again.

Not having done much the last few weeks, this week I was very busy making up for it with a lot of emails, rustling up stuff to get into. Monday evening I met an older guy in town on business. He was tall, a little round but good looking, had a great, smiling personality, though kind of had an effeminate voice. We had a very nice dinner, chatting and enjoying the company. He handed me cab fare after dinner, whether I'd leave or accompany him. We went back to the place he was staying (not a hotel, he had a temporary sublet), had another drink... I actually don't remember anymore exactly how the erotic portion of our evening went. In the end he was very happy and said he hadn't initially intended to but we'd had so much fun he would be back in touch with me again when he returns to NYC.

Tuesday night I went to meet a guy at his office in midtown. We met on the corner and Yummy! Mid-late 30s, tall, handsome, nice body... It was his first venture into CL erotics and he was very nervous. We talked for quite a bit, he is just a cutie! Totally sweet, good guy. One of those who work way too much and don't have much of any social life. So then not the ladies man type, kind of shy and totally adorable! Out of a LTR a while back and hasn't had sex in ages.

See now, these are the guys who are out there. This is a guy most women would love to have! A total "catch" if you're the kind of girl who's looking. But the same things that make him the perfect catch, for the same reason the women who'd love to love him will likely never get the chance to meet him. He's way too quality to hit on women even if he did meet one he was attracted to. And he's such a sweet doll that I'll betcha he's probably had his heartaches with "successful professional" chasing women so that a straightforward arrangement off CL erotics is almost preferable...

At any rate, we had an excellent time. He was very nervous but we had a nice conversation, he liked my personality and kept saying I was adorable. Eventually he warmed up enough for me to take some of his clothes off, pulling his waistband down to kiss him, caressing him softly, taking time to not push him too quickly. Once he was comfortable enough I took him out and put him in my mouth. It's over now! Heheh.... He was of course loving it and primal passions kicked in. You could feel his uncontrollable excitement growing, rubbing himself against my wetness then diving in when he couldn't help himself any longer. It was sweet and passionate. Afterward he was completely elated, almost a puppy dog, excited to see me again. He said he hadn't expected to like me so much and thought he probably wasn't going to have sex. He embarrassedly realized he was not being generous enough, overflowing with apologies and promises to know better next time. He emailed me the next day that he had a greaaaaaaaaaat time! Cutie didn't even know what a nice cock he had until I told him...

Wednesday I went down to Brooklyn around 2:00 to meet with a photographer I'd chatted with about making a website. Compared with the other responses I got back he really seemed to have his shit together and his head in the game. He's an apparently successful, professional photographer with experience and actual ideas, looking at what would need to be done instead of just, hey yeah, I can do that for you baby, c'mon over... When I told him what I wanted the pictures for, turns out he's very familiar with the field and could be a lot more helpful than I had anticipated. He said he used to do it so much he used to charge but then he got burnt out on hustler type women and stopped doing it other than on occasion, but that he liked that I really do it for fun and that I had thanked him when he put together a slideshow online for me to see his prior work.

He wanted to meet with me, we could talk about things but he wanted a visit and was not trying to to be sheistey, he was intending to be generous. We had some margaritas and got to know eachother, told me some of what he knows about making a site and he suggested that I make a website and get people to make reviews on a review site. Sex was great and we seem to mesh well together, it would be great if this works out with the website thing.

When I got home in the evening I found an email from my Scottish Lord. A doctor actually, but a Scottish Lord as well, very handsome, debonair older guy on the UES I have been seeing for over 2 years. Although he was slightly the stiff, European gentleman at first but over the years now he's all affection, hugs and kisses. He always does this funny grunt thing when he cums and raves on about how he loves being inside me. After I left I went to stay overnight at Blue Dog's apartment.

Yesterday I went downtown to meet this guy I had chatted with about 2 years ago about working for him. I hadn't liked his emails so much and turned down his job offer without meeting him. We had arranged to meet at 6 but he kept taking so long to get back that I wasn't feeling like it was confirmed. I would keep putting it back until I got an answer back and his responses took so long I finally said, OK, we'll push it 7 then if you get back to me with a go ahead. So I go down to Maritime, finally am able to get a table, finally am able to get a drink about 1/2 hr later, have never really liked the people or the place, extremely annoyed and it turns out he's "stuck with a client" and still slow to respond and keep me informed, asking where we're meeting when he picked the place himself. If meeting later would have worked he could have changed it, or given me some sort of courtesy notice that he could not meet on time. 7 is 7. Closer to 8 he's still saying he's on his way. I let him know I would not stay there much longer and was leaving after my drink if he wasn't there yet. In as nice a way I could but I was not happy and I did not like sitting there at all. I paid for my $20 margarita and left.

Once I hit the sidewalk and could breath free of that uppity place I called another guy who had really wanted to see me tonight and wanted me to call if my evening opened up. He was coming from Brooklyn and would take a little longer than me to get over to where he wanted to meet for dinner. I was super hungry and needed to kill some time and the 7:00 guy is emailing that he's here so I went into another place nearby for something quick to eat at the bar. I figured if he's finally made it I should at least meet him, saves the hassle of juggling whether to try again and see if I'd even want to meet him, considering the now second miss and poor show of consideration. I sent him a message letting him know where I was. On my way to the train to meet for dinner the 7:00 guy finally uses the damn phone and calls. I told him that I had made other arrangements and couldn't meet him any more. He knew very well that he had fucked up very badly and that I had every right to be pissed and bitchy though I was very nice and matter of fact about it. It's funny, that I wasn't emotional and heated about it was one thing but it was that I was firm in saying he had lost his chance that turned him and got him to come off his high horse or whatever inconsiderate place he was coming from. Nicely, firmly telling him no and he became completely apologetic and much more respectful. Some people really do need to be kicked in the ass and treated like a dog before they'll respect you. Silly.

I jumped on the train and headed to dinner down on Spring Street. Fit, well taken care of, decent looking older middle aged guy. Almost effusively friendly, very bright and upbeat. He acts as if he is enamored but I am not yet sure how much I weight I put in what he says. Although there seems to be a genuine niceness about him but then there's also some showeyness that usually needs to prove something and is somewhat full of shit. He was driving a snazzy, new cherry red Cadillac convertible sports car. After a very enjoyable dinner we went back to his house in Brooklyn Heights just across Brooklyn Bridge. Yes, I said house and not apartment. He has a 5 story town house, completely poshed out. He also stays at his house in Miami a lot. He has a separated wife and a son who share their various abodes. Since the beginning at dinner he had already begun nearly gushing, claiming his adoration. He loves that I am so "real". By the end of dinner he had begun to make marriage proposals! (In jest, of course). He says he wants to take me down to Florida. He'd lick my nipples and kept telling me he loved how I tasted. He loved me sucking him off and the sex (a nice cock). He kept telling me he wanted to marry me. He says he wants to take care of me completely, what would it take? He says he only needs to get me to only want to see him. I told him maybe he'll grow to like it, heheh. I told him I was thinking of getting a place I could host at and he says he wants to take care of it. He emailed me a couple times telling me to look for a place. He was Extremely Generous and said that he loved that I didn't care about the money (maybe because I didn't look when he was counting it out in front of me? maybe it was that I showed some concern that it seemed like a lot? dunno). He tells me he misses me already and he wants to get together again next week.

That's about it! ;)

No, No, & (should have said) No

Monday and Tuesday night I stayed over again at my friend's place. Previously identified as my new/old online friend he has requested his name be changed, lol. He's taken to calling me Brown Kitty, that'll make him a good Blue Dog... At any rate, I stayed at his place a couple nights. My hippie roommate was rather annoying and I didn't want to stay at home. (Did I mention naked hippie turned out to have her period and left her dried leakage on my bedcover! Nasty!!!). Thankfully she left Tuesday morning.

Tuesday night ended up being a slightly odd evening. The evening was originally set as a small group get together but everybody ended up having to cancel so there was just Blue Dog, me and another guy who's come out with us a couple of times before. Close to 7' tall German guy, a little touch of shy/nerdy/goofy but a handsome cutie. (Lol, it was a night with the giants! Blue Dog's pretty damn tall too). I've only met him a couple of times before and always in a large group setting but there's always been an unstated underlying mutual interest. Although it was originally supposed to be a group evening instead the personal attractions started getting a little interesting!

Initially I met 7' German, our usual friendly platonic. We went to meet Blue Dog.. the silent tension as they sized eachother up, me trying to simultaneously reassure one that the other is not a contender and the other that he means more to me than the contender... We don't have sex but we do sleep together and we do mean more to each other than makes sense, in our own weird way. He is kinda cracked and has some issues I haven't figured out yet (nothing dangerous though, but I tell him he's almost on the borderline of being too much for me, much more and I wouldn't be able to be friends with him). He's semi-resigned to his condition but I know it's got to be a struggle for him. He won't snuggle too close and I'm pretty sure it's because he's fighting himself from provocation. As the alcohol intake increased and Blue Dog and my close relationship was increasingly evident as the evening went on... Blue Dog's presence may have provoked 7' German to stronger actions than he would otherwise ;-p

There were at points some somewhat awkward moments balancing my affections between one and the other. Sitting between them at a booth, snuggling next to one and then back to the other. At another bar women eyed me up, watching me go back and forth between standing crutched between 7' German's legs sitting at the bar and dancing over to snuggle and play with Blue Dog sitting next to him. At the end of the night we'd found a little loungie bar with a pool table on it's own little semi-private balcony. It was a pretty slow Tuesday night and we didn't have much competition for the table. Two guys came up, one hung out, the other played with us. Another one of my friends showed up. (Platonic, with no sexual chemistry, a good friend most people think is gay). While my psuedo-gay friend played the other guy the three of us sat on the 2-seat couch, me lieing back in 7' German's arms with my legs over Blue Dog. Blue Dog and my pseudo-gay friend went to the bar and left 7' German and I alone. I kissed him. We kissed for a moment. We all left. I went home to sleep with Blue Dog.

Not all that eventful but interesting nonetheless.

That night the Dud called and luckily I was preoccupied. He tried again the next day and called later but but then I had figured out who he was and had put him on my 'X' calling list. Someone else tried getting in touch with me this week who wanted me to come by. I don't remember but someone else on the 'X' list.

Two No's.

Then from the other side there's been the disappearance of potential roomie #2. I think he wasn't happy about my report about him here in the blog. He seemed to have wanted me to rave on about his lovemaking skills and found my report to conservative. I did hear from him the next few days but once I wouldn't comment any more about it he hasn't written back to my emails.

Tueday night I was contacted by another guy from the past and we arranged to meet last night, Wednesday. We met once in the winter. He had contacted me from CLE about a golden shower. It was for a friend's bachelor party. Long story short, I remember masturbating in front of about 5 of them, one guy I didn't like, and the bachelor ended up chickening out from his fantasy wish. I sucked the bachelor off for a little while and I think he spanked me a little but mostly it was all the guy who had emailed me. Everyone left and he drowned me in the middle of the hotel suite.

There was some good and bad that night but he had been very sweet and protective when the one guy was being an asshole. Overall it was Hot!! My impression of him was good and we had wanted to see each other again.

First of all it was late and Bach Party was a pain in the ass to meet, I nearly headed for the bus station twice (before and after, hungry as always i found the diner). When we did finally get together and once at his place he insisted on being just too rough with me. I came a couple of times but the negatives outweighed the positives, it was not enjoyable. I was way tired and thereby easily convinced to stay put for the night. In the morning I asked for cab money and he literally gave me cab money! F'n bastard. Then I got home and realize he left the camera when he moved my purse and now I have to stroke his ego to try and chase my camera down. Bastard!!!

No, No, & shoulda been a Big, Fat NO! :-[