Fall is Here!!! :-))

Oh yes sirree babbo! The leaves are turning color and that horrible dry spell has definitely come to a close! Ha, and what an f'n fabulous week it's been!!

You'll have to read the last post for the beginning of the week but when Sunday came life started returning to normalcy. I was feeling kind of low by the end of the stretch, it took a few days for my spirits to start to pick up again. A wonderful new friend and my dear old heartbreaker on Sunday to start, good cheer from an old friend on Monday and someone new on Tuesday. Then Wednesday night put me over the top!!

Wow, that night was surreal. It had been weeks since I had seen the Brooklyn doctor. He's been out of town a lot and very busy but he finally managed to sneak away for me. We had dinner at some posh Chinese place in east midtown. That guy sure does like his frou-frou Chinese! Lol. It was great to see him, it's been a while and I really missed him. We had a nice talk over dinner, he had concerns about how much I really like him when we're not together. Silly man. Every time more that I see him, the more I can't imagine him not being there. He snuck me home with him on the bottom level of his townhouse, his son and his wife sleeping somewhere on the floors above. On the double sofa in his office we had the most intense sex. I can't explain it really, he ate me out a little and then it was just the standard missionary position, but wildly passionate, grabbing and pulling on everything, bodies never close enough. At the end I was nearly out of my mind and practically sobbing. Wow. What the hell was that?!

The next night I had dinner plans with friends but before leaving I heard from my other doctor friend about getting together early the next morning. After dinner on Thursday I was supposed to be meeting a guy I've been chatting with for a while now about organizing some group stuff. Having forgotten about my dinner plans when we were making plans to meet, originally I was going to come earlier in the evening and if we got along, after we had some fun we were thinking of getting company over. Meeting later after dinner we wouldn't have time to have someone over afterward so I convinced him to let me bring gangleader over with me.

Erm... I kind of flaked on him. First, he's just taken his sweet ass chatty time. It went on so long in the beginning I thought it seemed he was looking for a girlfriend more than just to organize some group stuff. He says it's that he is extremely pragmatic but I've already written about how it's a bit of a red flag for me. And he is one of the people who emails and IMs a lot, which I never like. I'm pretty sure I'm not going to full on adore him. He's an ok looking, out of shape, 40 something guy I doubt I'll find very attractive in that way. My main interest is more the situation which would be super hot that I could stand to be a little more patient. Then talking to him for a bit on the phone before dinner, just as in his emails, he just didn't seem to connect on certain things, like his brain just wasn't getting all of it. Then that damned gangleader disappointed me again. We had talked about it earlier in the week and then as it seems to always go, when the time comes he was evasive all day then says he can't make it. He is another one who talks a lot about meaningful things but I wonder sometimes about his motivations, based on his actions they're not quite lining up with what he says. A little bent out of shape over that and the guy having kind of cooled down my interest over the long intro, I just didn't feel like ending my fun evening with friends to go check out this guy so I sent him a message cancelling with him.

Yesterday morning I had to get up bright and early for the new doctor to come pick me up. He's been away as well all last week and returned highly riled and ready to go! He's on the one hand so totally sweet, but on the other was all for getting nasty! He had it set in his mind that he wanted to tie me up and fuck the shit out of me. Nice. That, he did! Heheh. Face fuck, then he did me hard and deep, had me ride him, then fucked my ass long and hard. He kept me tied up at first until my shoulder started hurting in the position I was in and him fucking me from behind as hard as he was. After we both came a few times he had to get to his office to meet a patient.

I was going to sit tight for the evening after that but I wanted to watch the debate and my f'n cat knocked my TV over the other day so I called a few friends. I didn't hear back from anyone in time before I had already left but without too much time before the debate was going to start a search on CL brought up a guy nearby on the UWS. Turns out he's married, oh open marriage, cool, we might get along pretty well. 30, kinda cute though not so much, a few pounds on the heavy side... We talked and watched the debate some and in the conversation he asked what I did. I told him, mostly, I'm an escort. After that it was pretty much a done game. Even though I had told him I wasn't really looking to get together, just be cool, hang out and watch the debate, once I told him that he was undoubtedly going to go down that path. The conversation took a turn to more racier topics and sooner than later he swooped in and kissed me, nice, soft, juicy lips. He was all over me, but was a little too excited, like a nerdy teenager, lol, with a goofy grin plastered across his face, ear to ear. Unschooled fingers probed at me a little too roughly though he was a little better when he ate me out. The grin threatened to wrap around the backside of his head when I put him in my mouth and swallowed him, lips to his balls. Then he had himself a ball with dirty talk while he fucked me, first on the couch, then riding him, and then bent over from behind. We went to the bedroom for more space, on my knees from behind again then in my ass. He has a nice, hard, moderately large, fat cock and with the Dr. earlier, a little sore still from Tuesday... It was big going in and I came super hard pretty quickly. Poor guy was probably like, what?! All that work going in and that's all?!! Lol. I finished him off in my mouth, letting him see how much he had cum before swallowing like he wanted.

(Truth be known, I was already much more open to the idea when gangleader got in touch just before I was leaving that he wanted to try to get together afterward. Mmmm, if I'd see him after then sex with this guy first would be very hot! But of course gangleader emailed later that he wasn't going to be able to get together. Surprise, surprise.)

Today I was supposed to be out of town with friends but the weather's cancelled the day's plans and I've turned it into a chore day instead. Just after freshly painted my nails, wet enamel untouchable for the next hour or so... my unlikely who anew IMs me horny as hell. I don't think I've mentioned him yet, we haven't met yet, sort of. He had a post up I responded to a week or 2 back with a highly unlikely offer. (I'm rather disinclined to have much faith in such offers, it's either b.s. or the guy will be unreasonable or an ass, or both.) I didn't really expect an answer but we got to chatting, he seemed cool enough on first glance. After a few emails and a few pictures though he realized that we'd met in the past. He didn't send a picture and is using a different email address than from whatever previous encounter so I still have no idea who he is but he says I've left him with good memories. He says, tall, handsome, late 30s. Another one in an open marriage, it's her final decision if it's a good match. Ah, he says his wife is a former model I may recognize. Well, does sound great! Oh, the one pic he sent of his cock was exceptional! ;-)) But still.. things that sound unbelievably great.... That night's rendezvous got cancelled with the arrival of the in-laws and I figured I'd let it lie.

He IMed me this morning, said he went out of town last week and just got in last night. Like I said, horny as hell. Nails freshly painted, I couldn't get down there for a few hours. Unable to wait he was eyeing up his 22 year old Russian housekeeper. Dammit! Lol.

That's ok, I should be going to midtown in a little while instead... ;)

Utter Despondency

Last week was miserable. I didn't want to blog until I had something to write about but it was nothing but a week of frustrations.

After the bjs earlier in the week nothing much came up. With my period before that it was what, 2 weeks without sex?!! Most of my friends are out of town or busy or just not around. But there is just not much going on. Who knows, maybe it's the market but there just were not many guys around looking to get together. The guys I did come across who were cool and I could be into, it seems I was mainly coming across guys who were more into maybe an NSA or something and didn't really get the erotics thing. Then there were 2 guys I did meet, one for dinner, one for lunch. Decent enough company but otherwise a waste of time.  Neither of them could host, I'm not sure what could be expected but both guys seemed more to want someone to date, to go out with, spend time with, more so than the sex part.  And I seriously doubted either wants to take care of their women much (else I would not have had to pay for my own cab).  

Then there's all the chatty guys.  You'd think there'd be more room for mixups with less screening but oddly enough it's often the opposite.  First, it's a good vibe from the start, like you get along naturally.  You "gel", is what I say.  But it kind of implies something about the personality of the guy, too, who will meet up spontaneously without a lot of correspondence first.  There's a confidence and self-assuredness that's needed, easy going, not so uptight, and sort of an optimism, a positive perspective, which also shows a person's life experiences, does the person have good or bad experiences meeting new people, is it easy to meet people?  Do people want to meet you?

When it goes back and forth too long he'll likely be a waffle.  Some  guys will want to chat ad infinitum.  I think a lot of people are online because there's something they want but in the end can only talk about but aren't ready to go through with.  When the chatting drags on, well it seems there's something you're unsure about. So face it, there's something not striking you right. Drop it.  But then too there's the friends, we probably all have them, who always want to chat!  Given my frame of mind last week, by the end of it everything was starting to get on my nerves, lol.

Finally, finally, finally! something came up for Sunday.  Semi desperate at that point I was willing to venture toWestchester.  We had chatted about it for a few days, (this time it was me who was waffling, lol).  He's an older guy, mid 50s.  His picture was ok, once a very handsome guy but definitely starting to show his age.  He was nice enough and seemed like a cool, easy going guy so I gave it a go.  

For my first return from my short abstinence stint it could have been 100 times better...  Poor guy, unfortunately he had to meet me after a couple weeks of abstinence and frustration! lol.  Needless to say, I was not at my best and brightest sunny personality.  He was as in his picture, a formerly handsome guy who is beginning to be old.  I can't say if it was age or how long it's been that way but his penis doesn't work very well.  And a terrible shame because if it could get hard it is a beautiful cock!  Large and thick and nicely shaped, I would very much like to see a cock like that fully hard!  ;-))

With his difficulties he's very into outfits and had me bring my little school girl outfit and lingerie to change into.  He was semi hard most of the time and would get kind of hard but it would go away easily, we'd play around upstairs and would keep having to go back downstairs for a break.  He loved the oral but even then wasn't hard enough after.  Without being able to do more his partner's arousal is key and he loved when I came.  I didn't cum as hard as I usually do but it's still very intense and expressive, I guess, guys love it.  He did manage to get hard enough eventually, though if I remember correctly I don't think he ever did cum.  

In an email afterward he said my orgasm was exceptional but the one that made me laugh was "the poster lady for the best cocksucker ever."  That's one I haven't heard before! lol.  He's a nice guy, we had fun, and when I was back on the train I found a large wad in my bag.  He definitely knows how to take his ladies, I'd be foolish not to want to see him again.  

But the sex was not very satisfying.  When I got home in the evening I was still dying for some good sex.  And given the crappy week, I wanted a hug.  I really wanted to see one of my better friends and took a look around who might be around on a Sunday night.  I was shocked when my email to heartbreaker got bounced back to me.  What the...?!  He's disappearing again?!?!!  Dammit!  I sent him a text message but he messaged me back that he had kept my contact info, he wasn't disappearing.  We talked on the phone some and I ended up going down to his place for a while.  Sounds like it should be just the perfect thing I needed... in theory.

As nice as it could have been, it was a little painful too.  We get along way too well than is good for either of us.  We talked about it some, which was good.  He has some serious attachment issues.  Which is fine by me as I am rather anti-attachment, myself.  But for whatever reasons, same as before he's a complete chicken shit about how drawn we are to each other.  Since we've started seeing each other again he's been making a lot of effort to be sure not to get too close.  It's kind of hard to see him when he's trying not to like me.  We still totally click and have a great time, so easy spending time together, but a little painful too.  And sadly not as satisfying as I'd have liked.  Blowing him is always oh, so good.  He is positively delicious and fits perfectly down my throat, long and not too thick, and pushes my head down, just the perfect amount of roughness.  When he had me over the back of the couch though, he didn't last longer than an instant.  And being that he couldn't allow us to hang out too long, there wasn't going to be a follow up.

Monday morning, I looked around some more for another friend it would be nice to see and got into a fun, naughty chat with "backdoor massage".  We've been together for a while and have grown to be pretty good friends, just what I needed!  He got out of work on the early side to get together for our usual fun.  We always have nice conversations talking about all sorts of things under the sun while I give him a full body massage first.  He has nice, baby soft skin and a perfect round ass that he likes licked when I swallow his cock.  We had chatted about doing anal but we didn't get around to it.  It felt so damned good I didn't really care anyway, lol.  That was just what I was needing!

I was maybe going to go down to Murray Hill later to meet a guy I had been chatting with but that didn't end up going through and we set it up for the next night instead.  He's an average looking Greek guy, a few years younger than me.  He's the fairly open minded European type and was very excited to get together.  Not the best looking guy I see but his open mindedness and excitement was very sexy.  He had a nice, thick headed cock with what would have been a nice shape except that it curved up a little bit.  At least not to the side, which can be deadly.  But the curve doesn't go down the throat well.  He loved how I swallowed him anyway, sticking on that for a while, licking his ass and sucking on his balls.  He didn't last so long the first time so he had me suck on him to get him hard again, the first was too quick for him to get to fuck my ass.  He's pretty big and pushed in too quickly so I'd have to stop and it took a few tries before he could refrain himself long enough to get it in all the way.  He's pretty big and with the bend it was extra tight, I came hard right away.  Sucks for him because he was too big for me to keep going after I had cum.  He was nearly there anyway and just jerked off while I sucked on his balls and he came on my face.  It was a pretty fun night, though he kinda hurt my ass a little.

Other than that, took care of all the last odds and ends to go back to school and put my application in today.  That's good!!  Finally getting my ass back in school for a second degree.  Get to look forward to summer school rehashing calculus, yay.

Time I start getting ready for dinner with the Dr...

An Old Friend, a Few Friends & a Friend in Need

The end of last week didn't add up to much worth writing about here. Between my cycle, the scratch, and even just acne, I was not feeling very sexy! Oh, I did spend Thursday evening with Blue Dog at MoMA but I didn't stay over at his place. I had a great, big, super fun to-do with friends out of town on Saturday that I spent most of Friday preparing for. Then Sunday turned out to be a day of surprises.

Peculiar, I received an IM on my cell phone from someone I didn't recognize. He said we talked 6 months or so ago but didn't meet up. The email address he said he used didn't pull up anything when I made a search. Ok, maybe he used a different address and didn't remember. We chatted for a pretty long while, he asked me a lot about "kinky" things. Which, kinky is soooo relative. First he asked about being watched while peeing. When does that become kink exactly? I'm sure it's not kinky to be in the same room while someone's peeing or guys are in trouble using public bathrooms! I know boyfriends have come into the bathroom and have been watching while I'm peeing, even specifically asking to see. I never thought of that as kinky. So I guess it's the arousal part that makes it kinky? But people can be aroused by anything that their perversion latches on to so does that mean that anything can potentially be kinky??

But I digress, at any rate, chatting with this guy, pee and anal were the two things that kept coming up. We had talked about meeting up later in the evening but then something else came up, that I'll get to next. I had to leave before wrapping up the chat, kind of left hanging so I sent him a text after I'd left. To which he responded... Turns out... He confesses that I know who he is after all! He used a different email address so I wouldn't know who he is.

Soooo many things wrong with this.

He said he was too shy to bring it up to me. That is probably true. But I've known this guy for YEARS. Seriously, how, why would you keep quiet for what, 3 years I've been giving him bjs?? AND in the IM when I was trying to find out more about who this guy was he said he's married, 3 years, to a girl he's been with for 6 years. He had always maintained for all these years that he was single. Why?!?! Really now?! Well, last time I saw him he said he had gotten himself a girlfriend. But it's something I always, always asked him about. It never made sense to me that he didn't have a girlfriend. Makes sooo much more sense that he is married. Why in the world did he lie to me all this time?! That makes no sense at all. But then, hey wait a minute, going by the time line that also means that he started seeing me right around the same time he got married. Now that's a great sign about something you're supposed to be committed to 'till death do you part...

Crazy.

At any rate, I suspect he had an additional motivation for hiding who he was, he is kind of in the dog house with me. I've known him for years because I do genuinely like the guy. He's a cutie with a good heart, deep down, if a lot shyer than I thought (funny, huh, how lack of confidence and deceit go hand in hand...). But, much as I do like him, and long as I have known him he also has a terrible habit of contacting me last minute for Very Badly Planned rendezvous (sometimes unrealistic) and then would usually keep me waiting, sometimes not showing at all and then calling me hours after we were supposed to meet, asking where I am. After a while, the negatives outweighed the positives and the last time he stood me up I told him I wouldn't see him any more.

But before finding out that last twist of who I was chatting with, while we were IMing I got a text message from lo and behold, Boston's back in town! He had texted the previous night actually, when I wasn't around. He was supposed to be going back to Boston but ended up staying the day and driving back later in the evening. With some time to get together ;-)

Have I mentioned him... them before? I think I might have, not sure. He lives in Boston, obviously, and stays at a friend's apartment when in town. Good looking guy, turned 41 this week, looks a lot younger, slightly effeminate. Nice guy, I got a good feeling from him chatting before we met, maybe a year and a half ago. When I got there his friend and another friend was there. I found that very interesting. Guys are usually pretty secretive about these things. It went a long way in showing what kind of guys they were that they could be so open and uninhibited around each other. It was kind of impressive.

The two friends went to the other apartment he has next door while I gave Boston a massage with a happy ending. Afterward, if I was up for it, his friend wanted me to go by next door before leaving. It was kind of an awkward hurdle to get over to do it but at the same time, very hot. The third friend was gone by then and that's how I started seeing the both of them together. I've seen them a few times since then, always together. I've wondered why the one who lives here never calls me. When I saw them on Sunday the friend said it was because he was shy and because he didn't want to step on Boston's toes. That was the first time I had picked up on that as well, when I had asked Boston about it earlier he got evasive and made like they weren't that close friends, he didn't know what his friend did... which doesn't seem very likely. Still haven't figured out what the real reason is yet. Who knows. But it is interesting I'm starting to pick up on a push and shove. I kind of like the friend better, we hang out and smoke pot and have fun together, but yet I know him through Boston. We all have that little juvenile side of us that there's supposed to be a seniority there. Anyhow, I'll see Boston first and then his friend, and there's always another friend or two there as well, who leave along the way.

When I showed up Boston told me his friend had other plans and wouldn't be around, which was a disappointment. We went over to the bed and instead of the massage first, he must have been especially looking forward to it and he lied on his back, leaving me to go straight to it. It works much better the other way around. As much as guys talk down foreplay even they need some warming up. He was hard but was also harder for him to get there without prior teasing. Then when it was done there was an emptiness to it, without having the closeness first, so I lingered and cuddled with him afterward, massaging and kissing his back and lying with him, rekindle the substance.

The phone rang that company had arrived downstairs, for his friend who was in the next door apartment. Answering the phone Boston found a note slipped under the door to have me come by before I left after all. Interesting. So why the company coming over now then? Curious... Boston had to head out of town and walked me over next door, his friend was there with another friend I've met before. The plus friend I know is into me, whether it's a coincidence he's there, I don't know. Plus friend is moved off the couch to the armchair to make room for me next to the first friend, who is on the couch with his blanket and puts his legs in my lap. Apparently I am supposed to play with him under the blanket while his friend sits on the other side of me. We sat there like that for a while, watching TV and talking. If that's how it's going to be... I started blowing him. I changed position so his friend would have been looking at my ass but he had disappeared to the kitchen, lol. He came in my mouth and I went to the bathroom to clean up. When I came back out they were both in the kitchen. My dress strap had broken while we were playing and I took my top down, fussing with my strap when the plus friend came into the room behind me. Putting my top with the broken stap back on and turning around to him he was saying something about not needing to put it back on on his account and complementing my boobs, coming nearer and asked if he could touch them. Wow, this could get very hot! Hmmm... let's see where this goes ;-)

He was All Over Me. Groping and pawing and would have eaten me up... had his friend not been there to walk in... Now. Plus friend dropped me immediately and while the first friend and I sat back down on the couch, plus friend quickly had to leave. Again, the pecking order...

Monday I finally got to see my supposed gangleader (that's what he's tagged as though the gang situ never did come about). Yay! He was kind of missing the last month or so, I wouldn't hear much from him. Got an email from him last week that he was cutting off communication with me. What?!?! I thought he meant he wasn't going to see me anymore. Turns out he had been having problems at home, including but not excluded to his wife finding emails between us. They're separating, he's getting his own place, they're sorting out custody issues... basically, his life is in turmoil.

He lived in Brooklyn which made it hard to get together before but got a short term place on the Upper West Side. There's a distancing that was still there but he said he wanted to see me. He didn't seem in the frame of mind for wanton naughtiness though and I figured he probably could use someone to talk to, or to talk about something else with and get his mind off things. We went past his apartment but it was really nice out so I dragged him over by the river in the park, which was nice to sit and talk. You could see it all brewing in there, he keeps it all in and doesn't talk about it so easily, so I'd babble on about something inconsequential until he felt like saying something else. Before we ran out of time though, we had to go by his place to play for just a bit. He is not so big so that I can swallow him without gagging too hard so that I don't have to stop, just keep swallowing him deep, all the way down the entire time. He said something about me liking to do deepthroat. True. But I only like doing it if the guy likes it. Not all do. I think he did ;-) Unfortunately, turned out neither of us had a condom on us leaving me Very Frustrated. After he came and I left, on the one hand it was really good to see him. I really like him and would love to see more of him. But at the same time, with so much weighing on him we weren't really free to just enjoy ourselves. There was that which was on his mind that was closed off to me. He was a little distant, can't blame him, but I didn't feel the connection so much as I'd have liked. Understandably, I'm sure his connection with me is not very high on his list of priorities right now.

Damn that cutie downtown! That boy has some time management issues, ugh! He is leaving to Europe tonight. We were supposed to get together before he left and he had tried making plans to but the stars are working against me on this one. Period hasn't gone away all the way either. Time's out, it's just not going to be. Dammit! Now he is going to Europe for 3 or 4 weeks to be with his girlfriend who moved out there a month or so ago. He's been good at surprising me so far but a lot can change in a month....

Did I Step In Something...?

Was my moon sign over Venus or something? Did I find a four-leaf clover or a penny I didn't know about?


Well actually it didn't feel so lucky starting out. As I wrote in the last post, I was supposed to be seeing my yummy little cutie friend downtown again. The one we instantly adored each other when we met, so much so that I thought I wouldn't see him again after he started having issues with the generosity thing the next evening. If you'll remember, I thought he was too confused, that he liked me more than he knew what to do with outside of the typical girlfriend context and I didn't think he'd be able to resolve his conflicts and would disappear. I was ecstatic to be wrong. I was kind of surprised but very happy when I heard from him a few days later.


I was supposed to go down to his place Friday evening around 7. We had chatted earlier in the day and he was supposed to email me when got home for me to come down. Time passed and I didn't hear from him, no response to the email I sent him... Dammit! Grrrrr. Hours later I got a few semi-frantic emails that he'd fallen asleep and would I still come over. Goofball was quite upset with himself. My ass was firmly attached to the couch by that time however, there was little to no chance I was leaving my bad TV that night.


He was going to be out of town Sunday, I had dinner plans in the evening, we only had time to meet Saturday afternoon. When I got to his place he was still kicking himself in the ass about the previous night, apparently he had wanted to go out to dinner and out for the night and have me stay overnight. Mmm, that would have been very nice. Too bad about that but our afternoon was excellent. He was every bit as adorable as the last time, cute, sweet, funny, just the right kinda goofy that makes him even cuter, and constantly keeps me laughing. (He says that's one of the things he likes about me is that I make him funny, lol).


Not long after I arrived he was supposed to be going to the kitchen to make me a drink but we were on the couch and I guess I was distracting him, heheh. He managed to stand up to go to the kitchen before the drink got completely forgotten. Bending over he scooped me up off the couch, telling me to hold on, picking me up and carrying me over to the bed. I love when he does that! The first one was short but good and hard. He was completely exhausted and wiped out afterward! Seriously. Like on the verge of heart attack might not have been such a big exaggeration. Wow, we really exerted ourselves on that one! Lol.


He is kind of funny, he has a total thing for my ass but is not into anal. I guess it's not that odd but it just seems the two go together. Anyway, we hung out for the afternoon. He had been up all night so I forced him to eat something. We had sex a few more times until in the end, trying to get another one in before I had to leave, riding on top of him he just didn't have another one in him, heheh. Leaving his place he was an absolute doll, giving me a big, fat, sweet bear hug and then standing peeking out of the doorway, saying silly things making me laugh after I had walked away down the hall, out of sight around the corner waiting for the elevator, still standing at the door making me laugh. Sadly he'll be leaving for a month soon to go see his girlfriend in Europe. We are supposed to get together again before he goes.


From Battery Park I went up to Midtown to meet the doctor for dinner. His son's back now that summer's over so we had to go to a hotel. Heading to the Intercontinental after dinner was nowhere near the same as going back to his townhouse, sigh... Poor thing, I completely passed out for a little while after we had sex. Soon enough he had to head home. He drove me uptown before going home to Brooklyn. His Jeep instead of his Cadillac sports car, 4x4 for the rain. I guess.


Sunday.... would you believe! If you'll remember, when I wrote about the cutie down in Battery Park last time when I was writing about how I thought he'd disappeared I mentioned another guy from last year that he reminded me about. Another good looking, really great guy, all around great "catch". When we met we instantly just totally connected. I was supposed to be going over for a massage but I ended up staying over night. We went out for a while but then I swear it was that he chickened out, he had too many feelings and it got too complicated for him.


So then, speaking of the devil, he responded to a CL post I had up. I nearly deleted it without answering but then I sent him back a little reply, hey, how have you been. Turns out he'd thought of me in the meanwhile, he'd looked for my contact info again but he had gotten rid of it all when he stopped seeing me. He said he had to get rid of it to stop himself from calling me. Did I not say he liked me more than he was comfortable? Oi, boys...


When I got there he gave me a big, warm hug. It was very nice to see him again. I swear he looks even better than he did last year. Turns out I was mistaken about his age, he's 35 but looks 28 or so! 6'2, thin, shoulders a little broader though, he must be keeping up at the gym. Yum! Looks great. Oh yeah, that's right, I remember those pretty blue eyes. The hair's getting some silver on the sides I don't remember from before. Very sexy. He is just the perfect amount of silly, goofy, almost shy and nerdy that I absolutely adore! I dunno... something about this guy. Geez, writing this I am going to get myself in trouble all over again! (Yes, it's true, he nearly broke my heart when he stopped seeing me last time).


The post he had responded to alluded to something about very kinky and in one of the emails from earlier in the day he asked something on the topic of kinkiness. Something to which in return I asked him something about why he responded to the kink post, what kink. He wouldn't answer, said I would laugh. No, I wouldn't. He still wouldn't tell me when I asked him about it again when I got there. He is just too cute! Too shy to tell me. He wouldn't tell me when I asked him until when we were starting to have sex the second time he asked me if I had ever been watched. Sure. Later on, lying on top of me while inside of me he said in my ear that he'd thought about being watched while having sex with me. After we were done having sex I asked him again about what he didn't want to tell me. I told you already, he says. ??? Oh... Silly. He is just so cute! THAT is what he thought I'd laugh about?!


Ah, but I am getting ahead of myself. Before getting to sex, first was oral. He has a Very Nice moderately large cock, 9" or so, not so thick. Just right to go down my throat ;-) Putting him into my mouth he could not wait for me to swallow him again. Slipping my lips down around the base of his cock he mumbled something about that was what he missed, pushing my head down again and again until I was gagging, tears in my eyes. He does love deepthroat! (And I love that he loves it, not all guys do). The sex afterward was as excellent as ever, the last time we finished with our first foray into anal sex. I couldn't stay over but when I was walking out to leave he stopped me, scooping me up in a big hug from behind and holding me tightly for a few seconds before I walked out the door. Mmm, it was so nice to see him again.


Wow, when did a girl get so lucky?! All these yummy, yummy men cropping up one after another! Woohoo! :-D

Monday rolled around and turned out to be not so bad either. I met a guy not so far away a little further uptown from me. We didn't do a lot of chatting before hand, it was one of those that just gels nicely and goes along smoothly. When I arrived he ended up being an ok looking guy, kind of big, a little overweight but carried it well, more of the burly sort, fairly good looking. What was it that I absolutely loved about him exactly...? He was pushing my face down into the pillows while I was on my knees, it must have been while he was doing me doggy style I think it was. He was perfectly delicious! Very rough but a complete gentleman too, stopping every once in a while to be sure that that sound was a out of enjoyment, you ok?


On a side note, that's usually one of my biggest pet peeves. Not being asked are you ok, per se. It's more about being asked that repeatedly, showing no confidence. Are you ok? Are you ok? Everything alright? Ugh, gets infuriating after a while. He, on the other hand, had no confidence issues, nice and rough, but with just right touch of consideration too.


Oops, I had thought I was done but I can't forget about my friend Lord European nobleman. He had called Sunday evening but I wasn't in the mood to go out so we made plans for Monday. (Thankfully! Otherwise I wouldn't have been around later to see my old cutie again). As I've described him before he's a very handsome, debonair older gentleman. He takes care of his looks and I've sometimes wondered about that full head of hair of his that he always keeps a little long and shaggy. Massaging his head like he loves there was this odd, plasticy texture to his hair, a lot like doll's hair. So that's how his hair is so thick. I guess he didn't spring for the natural hair this time and went with the synthetic. Ok....


He's a big bear of a guy and he'll pick me up and toss me over on the bed the way I like. Then lying on top of me he bit on my nipples then ate me out. He gets a little too voracious with his teeth sometimes though, I was too sensitive for it that night and had to squirm away. He pulled his head back and opted for his fingers instead. Then pulling his fingers out carelessly his nail scratched along the inside of my lip. YEEEOUCHHHH!!!


Goddamnit f'n *&@#! bastard #?%*@!! what the fu****?! Grrr....

Anxious to get home and tend to my wounds I didn't stick around very long after sex. I was really pretty miffed about it. Uncomfortable and sore, he killed my sex life for the next few days. I spent my time working on finishing up my website yesterday instead. Today is the day of doom, cramps hell, I don't know that I'll be getting up to anything much for a few days. I do hope to finish up the website in the meanwhile. It's just about done, I just need to figure out how to change the URL address... Damn domain names and CNAMEs and nameservers and aaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!

I Love Being Wrong Sometimes...

I love being wrong sometimes. I love when people surprise me. I love being disappointed about being disappointed! Hahah! Cutie p'tootie from the last blog ended up having a more open mind than I gave him credit for. I was almost sure he wasn't going to be able to step out of the box and was going to melt off in the distance and disappear. Heheh, I love being wrong sometimes! I am supposed to see him later tonight.

There's been very little going on since the last post. Aside from one thing already prearranged the week before there was nearly no point to look for any other naughty fun things to get into. Just about no one worth playing with was in town with the Labor Day weekend so I spent most of my time working on my website thing. I still have a few things to finish working out but it's nearly laid out. Now I need to figure out getting a private domain name to host my site?? At least I think that's what I'm supposed to be doing, lol.

I did finally meet a guy I'd been chatting with for a few weeks. We didn't have anywhere to meet and I let him talk me into going to a short stay hotel, something I am far from inclined to do. I'm pretty adamant about it, I have to really feel good about the guy and really want to see him enough to override my distaste for the motel thing. What a sweetie, he came and picked me up for our early morning rendezvous on Friday. Surprise, surprise, the first black guy I've seen in a while. Another doctor (what's up with the doctor's lately?!), older, fit, in good shape, big cuddly teddy bear type, sexy and very anally inclined. We had a very nice, easy going ride downtown, comfortable from the start. When we got to the room he was a beast! ...in an entirely good way, heheh. He just scooped me up and devoured me! Sooooo nice, mmmm...

Details, details... Unfortunately I did not write my blog earlier like I meant to when my memory was still fresh. He was a great big powerful man, sweet, sensual, tender... and a complete beast! Moved me around where he wanted, from every angle, however he willed, going for a couple hours with little let up. (Another older guy to put the younger guys to shame! heheh) After driving me home again he wrote in an email afterward that next time he'd like to tie me up.

After some social obligations I had in the city on Sunday I took up the quirky fun guy from a few weeks ago up on his invite to stay a few nights up in the Catskills area. Turns out he's actually a pretty big time writer. Which, he'd told me he was a writer before but I liked that he didn't broadcast and talk himself up. In actuality, turned out the house we were staying at belongs to an iconic legendary actress, googling his name pulled up a recent appearance he did on John Stewart's show, who knows what else he's done over his career but the last thing he mentioned was being a writer for a way huge movie that came out a few years ago. And a way cool background too, travelling for years all over the backside of the world, almost dying crossing the desert and that kind of thing. Wow. But totally laid back, not at all full of himself.

Sounds like a great time, no? Not really. Was it maybe a sign of stress and insecurity? His last book that he'd worked on for years was too academic to be a big money maker. It's always uncomfortably humbling to be broke, especially when you've accomplished so much. Then, too, there was what he had to say about his last girlfriend, that she had so many problems. Never a good sign. Sorry to say guys but if you've got drama and nastiness in your life then no matter how much you may think you're an innocent bystander who doesn't get involved in drama, sorry but you are involved. To some degree you are a participant, it is your life and those are the types of people who you get involved in. It's generally the case that if someone has those types of people in their life then that's not the kind of person who I'd want to be involved with.

At any rate it soon became evident that, A) he wanted to do waaaaay more cuddling than I could bear, and B) he didn't want conversation, he wanted someone to listen and learn in awe and agreement. A new opinion was incomprehensible. Even the stupidest little thing he'd get defensive about and take personally. When I made a comment about there being a lot of flies he started getting all bristly, I had to qualify my statement clearly, a lot relative to the previous days. I think it's pretty normal and not so obnoxious for people to be bugged by bugs but he just didn't want to give, like he so wanted to be offended. The breaking point was over dinner the second night. He had made a pasta in clam sauce. Simple, flavorful, delicious. As the food was being served up and put on the table I made the normal, mm-mmm, smells good, can't wait to eat comments. Sitting down in front of my plate I said it looked like it would go well with pine nuts. Before even getting to pronounce the last -uts... NO. Umm... ok, I guess it doesn't go with pine nuts then, I said. To which he says, I wish people would taste it before they start criticizing.

Umm... Wasn't criticizing, you dolt. Simply a suggestion you might not have thought of before and possibly might like to entertain the idea. Love when people are so stuck to their own script that they don't even let thoughts cross their mind before objecting. Gee, wish people would taste before criticizing. I objected to his barb, trying to smooth over his feelings, I was not criticizing the food, it was a suggestion... Crushing anything more I had to say he put an end to the conversation:

Those who can't do, criticize those who can.

What did you say, you fuck?! Now you're just trying to be unnecessarily ugly. Ugly. >Poof!<.

omg dammit!!! the whole rest of this f'n blog disappeared & i just do NOT feel like rewriting the whole damn thing right now...

Oh, fuck it. I am not rewriting this thing over again. In sum, quirky fun wasn't so fun in the end. We had sex only once on the first night. By the next night we were just sharing a roof. It was nice getting out of the city for a few days though.

When I was home again I went by the lawyer's office Thursday afternoon. He was pretty riled up and put me on the desk straight away. Usually he's about 2 minutes but he really lasted for a while, maybe almost 10 minutes even. He wanted to go to Bebe's afterward and get me a dress but we didn't have much time so we just had lunch nearby.

Later that evening I met with a guy who was back in town again. We were supposed to have met a couple of weeks back but it ended up being a comedy of errors with a bit of a goose chase around town. He's a nice guy, late forties, not much to look at, not ugly, not anything in particular. After drinks we had a bite at China Grill then went up to his hotel room. He came quickly but I looked away for a second and he was hard again. This guy just did not stop! Unfortunately that was about the only good thing. He managed to stay hard forever but the sex wasn't very good. Writing this the first time, I was shocked to realize he was still hard when I left. I left when there was still a hard cock?! Really??? Wow. Yeah, I guess it was not so good at all...

Ah, rewriting this now I'm remembering there was another guy I met on Saturday before getting out of town. Funny thing is I only remembered because I had his address in my head that I committed to memory on the way there because I didn't write it down, but my memory of the guy is nil.