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Monday, July 21, 2014

Young stud in my bed

I have been itching to sit down and tell you about my Saturday night! OMG Ok so I've been on OKCupid for about a month, and I've chatted with a handful of guys who it always seems to look significantly LESS cute than their profile pics! So I was very excited when I met a guy I'll call Jordan. His profile pic was too good to be true, I assumed, but I was instantly wet just looking at it. Tall and skinny and full of tattoos. Gauged ears. A musician. I fell hard fast, and was so happy to have my affections reciprocated! He started writing me immediately and within one day, I'd given him my cell number and we were texting like wildfire. He wanted to come see me THAT SAME NIGHT. Now you know how many flakes I've met on these dating websites--all these guys seem to want are pics to jack off to so I was very excited that it seemed this incredible, 24-year-old hottie was the real deal!!! I loved the way he talked to me. "You are so sexy." He even invited me to go to HIS BBQ with his family. He seemed the most open person I've met in a long time. We were connecting emotionally, not just physically with every text. He was sooo cute--he was texting me, "I've never done this, you sure your husband's ok with this? I've never done this before." That sort of thing. It was adorable. I couldn't wait to have him naked.

We were having a BBQ with a group of friends over, and despite living an hour away, he was persistent that it wasn't a big deal and that I was totally worth it! When did I want him?? I checked with my hubby and he said, "tell him to come right now!" I was like OMG wow!! So I gave him my address and lo and behold, he texted me he was on his way. I got so excited I was jumping out of my skin! And he actually showed up! I walked out the front door and met him on the driveway and he kissed me on the lips immediately. I had had too much to drink and should've just kept kissing him but stupid me was worried we'd be seen (we had vanilla friends over) so I took him by the hand out to greet everyone. He was so nervous but he said I made him feel so comfortable right away. I pulled up a chair for him next to me. My friends are awesome; everyone just chatted away and drank BUT my tennis partner was insistent--"How is it you two know each other???" She must've pressed that question three times. We both innocently just said how we are both musicians and have mutual friends, etc. She wasn't buying it. I love her to death as a friend but don't trust her with my secret love life so I just kept insisting we had mutual friends, etc. I knew he was nervous and uncomfortable--everyone there was twice his age--but he seemed to just be at ease as everyone was so nice otherwise. He didn't drink anything, and we'd all been drinking for about 8 hours then someone poured me Tito's in my wine glass and that got me drunker quick. BUT not so drunk I wasn't fully aware of all the fun I was about to have with my skinny guy upstairs! 

After maybe 15-20 min, I said to him, "Hey, want a tour?" even though I'd given him a tour of the house when he first arrived LOL He loved our music room with all our guitars and equipment. I asked him about his guitars--he said he had 13--one for every year he'd been playing. That was impressive!!!

He was so polite and just the nicest guy I'd met in a long time. He was Mickey but better. I loved his nerdy glasses (and told him so) and this otherwise total metalhead. Skinny black jeans, cut off shirt, gauged ears and full of tats. A ballcap on backwards. His hair was up in some sort of messy thing, but I'd remembered from his profile pic that it was waist-length. I couldn't wait to see it down. And I couldn't wait to see his 9-inch dick up close and personal. He'd send me a pic, it was amazing--him laying down holding it---damn what is it about these little guys with big dicks???? ;)))

We walked upstairs hand-in-hand. I led him to our bedroom and we took all our clothes off. He wasn't the frantic, ripping them off type of guy. He just methodically took everything off, and I did the same. I was pretty drunk and I get very lovey-dovey. He took my face in his hands and kissed me so softly and lusciously, not hard and desperate. Just very loving. He was passionate and every move was soft and sweet. He was so delicious. I can't stop thinking about when he was on top of me and let his hair down. It fell to the side like a beautiful waterfall, tickling my arm and face so seductively. He was so skinny and tiny, not tall like his pic at all. Our bodies fit so perfectly together. Like Mickey, I could put my arm around his waist completely and hold him tight while I was on top fucking him. It was so awesome. We fucked for about 2 hours, and he came inside me. No condom. We discussed it earlier--we are both clean and have been tested. 

After he came we laid there naked, talking (about WHAT I have no idea but I know it was deep) and we were really connecting. I had to pee and I was sad and disappointed that he took that as a cue he should leave! I didn't want him to!!!! I said, 'no please stay I just have to go to the bathroom" but he was worried about how late it was getting--he has a young son and needed to pick him up in the morning. Sadly he got dressed them and so did I, and I walked him downstairs and out to the driveway and we kissed and hugged goodbye. I went back in the house, up to our bedroom, and my hubby was laying in bed in Jordan's place, naked with a big hard dick waiting for me. He fucked me so hard, he was so turned on by me and my new boy and came fast. I knew I wouldn't be able to walk the next day. Two big dicks in one night. 

He was so cute, he texted me when he got home, and told me, "you have such a loving soul and are easy to talk to." He said something about me having "broken down my walls a bit" and how he "keeps that part of me hidden." So I got the feeling we really did connect and that I would see him again, that maybe, he would become a bigger part of my life.

But I haven't heard from him since. I know, it's only been a day, but I texted him yesterday morning the pic my friend took of us and this simple text, "Thx again for driving over. It was great meeting you. Have a great day with (his son's name)." with a heart smiley face. AND I sent a Snapchat of just me after showering and all looking pretty with a "hi". Nothing. So...this is making me very uneasy. I'm worried I came on too strong. So, here I am again, pulling back and waiting to see what my new guy does. Sigh.

And BTW J. is completely AWOL. Two weeks now, not a peep. I have all but forgotten about him with my new crush Jordan. Time will tell.

Happy Monday everyone!



















Tuesday, July 1, 2014

My new guy is a masochist--HELP!

I need some advice from my dear readers! J (previously nicknamed "Jay" but I've changed it since someone wrote me worried it was their husband!!!! My J is divorced with no kids so no, he's not your husband BUT from here on out I will address him as simply "J") and I have had some serious sexting going on and frankly, as attracted to him as I am, I'm getting some scary vibes. I don't know if it's naive me or actual "hey, pay attention girl" kind of vibes so I'm tossing this out there for some advice. I think I'm out of my league here.

I have known since we met that he's a "sub". I think I kinda knew what that meant (generally speaking) but this guys seems to have more experience in this area than I'm probably comfortable with. But--I'm still intrigued and can't wait to get naked with him. However--I've just had some thoughts that I want to share with you and see if I'm reading things clearly.

First of all, it occurred to me yesterday that when I meet someone new that I'm sexually interested in, usually the conversation quickly goes quite graphic in descriptions of what we want to do to one another, such as, "I can't wait to push my breasts in your face and have you suck my nipples" and "I can't wait to shove my dick in your wet pussy and release my load." Shit like that. Yeah, common stuff. NBD. 

This guy J has NOT talked like this to me yet. He has said a few things about having sex with both hubby and me like, "I want you to sit on my face and suck your husband's cock while I eat you out" and that's nice BUT I wonder if he likes regular sex???

More info needed here.....he talks constantly about being humiliated, and serving us. He begs me, "what do you want to make me do?" and he'll suggest something I hadn't thought of (duh--no experience here) like, "draw your bath and wash your backs." That's nice! OOOOOO I could get into that! But THEN it goes dark. He said, "I get turned on being laughed at. Humiliated. Deprive me of pleasure." WTF Uh oh Miss NaughtyAnna is out of her comfort zone.

But don't get me wrong--I'd like to try it with him. Hubby thinks it sounds titillating. I Googled "masochist" yesterday and I got frightened about the spectrum of things a masochist can and will do. I know that with Mickey we went out of the boundaries of safety a few times and it was very exciting, so I'm not opposed to giving it a try. I just need someone who's into it to give me some advice on how to proceed. I'm too sweet and loving to make fun of someone. We must be mismatched but I am crushing hard on him and want to please him too.

The far end of the spectrum I guess goes into some gross bodily function stuff like being defecated upon. I would throw up. I DO NOT WANT ANY PART OF THAT. I think that's Lady Gaga and her regurgitation performance, did you see that? She calls it "art". I call it "disgusting" and "a complete turnoff."

I am not really a kinky girl, I just like sex with lots of different people!! I don't need to hang from the ceiling or be tied up to enjoy the flesh with another human being. I really like this guy; he's a southern gentleman in every other way. He's very polite and calls and texts me and he's just as sweet as apple pie.

Until, obviously, he's naked.