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Monday, August 31, 2015

My weirdest date ever

I had the strangest experience the other night, and would very much like you sexy readers to tell me what you think of it. It was so bizarre.

Tinder has been a steady provider of hot guys for me, and one in particular I will call Tyler (NOT his real name). We started chatting in June, but it never led anywhere. He would pop in and out saying startling things like, "Can I come over right now? I want to fuck you so bad." No chit-chat like, "How's your day been?" like most guys write. And so there was never any planning, so it was always, "sorry babe, no, I can't see you right now", cuz I'm a mom and have a job so his timing always was off. 

We started up again a few days ago with Snapchatting. He was on his way to a wedding he was going to be in, and had on a tuxedo. He looked AMAZING. VERY VERY handsome. Blonde hair slicked back, big blue eyes, dimples in his smile, and a mischievous grin. Pics taken from inside a limo. He'd been writing me all day begging me to come see him later on in the evening, and I said I would.

He wanted me badly, he said. Would I pick him up from the bar he was at? He said the limo had dropped him off. I figured he was ditching the wedding party to be with me. I said sure. Finally our timing was perfect.

My hubby and I had been having a wonderful date! We had dinner from the 26th floor restaurant at our favorite place, and we were getting tipsy. We bar hopped and between a couple of Cosmos and a bottle of wine, we were flirty and horny, and the night was still young. He loved that I was going to get fucked by my stud. We drove to Tyler's hotel and I dropped my hubby off, and then I drove to go get Tyler. What luck the hotel was only a half mile away from the bar he was at!!! I texted him I was almost there, and drove up outside it. He came out, and I was already creaming my panties. What a fucking gorgeous 24 year old. Still dressed in his tux, looking very dapper, he got in my car. We said breathy "Hi"'s like we'd known each other forever.  We started kissing furiously. We wanted each other so badly. The chemistry was insane. I haven't felt that way with anyone except Jordan and F. It's what I've been searching for.

We were so hungry for one another. We were practically dry humping each other in the front seat of my car. Someone honked and that startled us and we broke our hold on each other and giggled. I don't remember much we said except I told him how gorgeous he looked and he said the same to me, and groped my breasts and kissed my neck while I was (a little drunkenly) trying to drive. It was so fun! I only had to go a half-mile. 

My hubby's plan was to keep an eye on me and make sure I was okay. I was to leave the car running outside the hotel, and walk in. He would let me walk past him then go out and park the car, so that's what we did. I know Tyler didn't see my hubby there in the lobby, but as he and I were walking with linked arms together, I winked at my husband and he grinned at me, got up and went out to the car. Tyler was a little drunk himself, and he couldn't find his hotel room key. Finally he did and like little kids about to go to Disneyland, and we skipped to the elevator! He was confused and didn't know what floor it was, but told me it was room 713, so I said, "7th floor babe!" and pushed the right button. 

We got into his room and as I expected it, there were two full beds unkempt with various men's clothes and shoes scattered. I knew he was part of a wedding party and probably there were more than one groomsman had changed clothes in the room. It wasn't gross or dirty just scattered men's clothes. Very sexy. 

Now keep in mind we were both very tipsy and very horny. We walked over to one of the beds and it was like we didn't need to talk. We both knew what we wanted. I sat down on the edge of the bed and he put my stilleto-shoed legs up and slid my panties off and went down on me. Straightaway!! And my loyal readers know how badly I have been trying to find a guy that will do that like F did!!! I was falling in love. 

After a few minutes, he pulled himself up and directed me, "Get on your knees." It was hot and I did as I was told. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick which was already hard. I started to suck him and lick him when I heard someone knocking on the inside door that conjoins his room with the one next to it.

I got up and he tucked his cock back in and zipped up his pants and went to talk to whomever it was. I couldn't understand anything they were saying. I just wanted him to fucking go away!

Suddenly this guy was in our room! He looked like Tommy Lee Jones and seemed angry. I was standing by the sink, and next thing I know, he tosses my panties onto the counter by me. I was like, "What the fuck???" Everything seemed hazy.

Then the front door opened, and a white-haired, good looking older man that reminded me of Roger Sterling from "Mad Men" walked in. He was wearing a tux too, a different color, lavender maybe? And I was like WTF is going on???!! And I couldn't hear what they were saying. I forgot to mention, I've had a bad ear infection for a week, and even though I've been on antibiotics, I'm almost completely deaf, so besides being tipsy unless they were talking loudly I wasn't going to be able to now what they were saying. Tyler wasn't looking at me, he was looking at the ground and all of a sudden, he was packing up all his things! His clothes, his shoes, the dry-cleaning bag that had held his tux in. He was awkwardly holding all of it and they ushered us out the door! We were standing in the hallway, Tyler looking away and the two men looking at me like I was a cheap hooker. The Roger Sterling guy said to me something about being the father of the bride and something about "ex-something" and nodded towards Tyler, but I don't know what he said. He said, "Young lady, I assume you have transportation home?" I said, "Of course, my car is here." And then it hit me------all I could think of was, OH MY GOD TYLER IS THE FUCKING GROOM!!!!!

That is the ONLY thing that would make sense. Suddenly angry instead of embarrassed, I said to Tyler in front of the other two men angrily, "Are you single Tyler?" He answered quietly, "yes". I said, "Are you hurting anyone by being with me here right now?" and he said, "No". I said loudly and angrily to all three men, ' THEN WHAT THE FUCK?????????!!!" and I turned and started to walk away.

I had no idea what happened.

I got in the elevator and texted my husband. He said he would be pulling up in front of the hotel in a second. Tyler and "Roger", the father of the bride must've gotten into the elevator next to me at the same fucking time cuz as I got out, so did they! They walked right past me and didn't look at me or say anything. It was so fucking weird. Tyler was still awkwardly holding all his belongings. It was raining, and a black van pulls up and "Roger" opens the door and Tyler gets in. My hubby's car pulled up right at that moment and I got in.

My husband confided that he was just outside the hotel room when he saw 'Roger" walk up and knock. He wanted to make sure I was okay, and was too wondering, "what the fuck???" He couldn't hear what was being said either.

Furious, I texted Tyler, "WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?? YOU OWE ME AN EXPLANATION. ARE YOU THE FUCKING GROOM????" He answered, but not right away, "hahah no I'm not the groom." Like it was funny???!! 

It's now Monday morning, and I STILL haven't gotten an explanation. I creeped on his FB and there's nothing new, BUT I found out it was his cousin that got married. Her FB pic shows her and her groom and it's not Tyler, thank God. So he was telling the truth, he wasn't the groom. So.....WTF happened?? Why was I being ushered out like I was 15 and got caught by my boyfriends' parents, and why did they kick HIM out of his room??

He wrote me yesterday, "Are you free?" I wanted to say, "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME??" but I said, "Maybe later tonight". 

Haven't heard back. 


Saturday, August 22, 2015

My first "facial"

Hello my lovelies! I'm sorry I haven't had much to write about lately, but I DID have some fun a couple weeks back and I haven't had time to write about it until now.

I "met" a super cute 19 yr old guy on Tinder who reminded me so much of F it's uncanny.A thick, gorgeous crop of wavy brown hair, brown eyes, and a similar body to F. Same age too (hehehe). He was texting me hard and heavy and within a few days, he was driving up to my house.

I was going to be his first MILF! And he was very nervous, and asked me to only give him a BJ. I said that would be fun. No problem. I always let the guy steer the boat. He looked so much like F I couldn't believe it! He was short and dressed almost exactly like him (those khaki cargo shorts...mmmm) and a white t-shirt. He had these really cute freckles across his nose and under his eyes, he was just absolutely adorable. He made me feel at ease, that and the shot of vodka I did when I saw him drive up!

For a guy that professed to be so nervous, I couldn't tell at all, because he seemed so comfortable around me. We just sat on the bed chatting; we are both runners and he was really interested in hearing about the 5K's and 10K's that I've done. He was a track star at his high school and still runs too.

He had told me he was on his way to a Brewer game with his group of friends, and had told them he had a doctor's appointment and made them wait for him so he could come see me! When we'd been texting, he said he only had an hour and would I be able to make him cum in that time? Well, NaughtyAnna chuckled to herself, "babe, we will have about 45 minutes or more left over" but I didn't tell him that. I said, "Yeah, we should be good" and when he got here, I set my phone alarm for 12:22 as he asked me to.

We spent most of the time talking!! Then he couldn't wait to get started and began to rip off his clothes. It was cute. I loved it. I had on a dress with a sexy bra and panty set on underneath and I had on a pair of flesh-colored stilettos. My hair and makeup looked good and I felt confident, and soon he wasn't wearing anything but a smile. Mmmmm. He was DELICIOUS. His body could've been F's. Rock hard abs, tiny waist, he had a small torso, just the way I like it.

I slipped my dress off over my head and tossed it to the ground, and he breathed, "oh my god" as it was coming off. I kept my stilettos on. He laid back on the bed like he owned it, ready for me to begin.

I couldn't believe this gorgeous man was laying naked in my bed. I couldn't believe this middle-aged me could get a guy like him. I saw his GF on his Facebook, and she looks like a Victoria's Secret model. Tall and lithe, blonde and not a scrap of fat on her body anywhere. What the hell was he doing with me??!! I stopped thinking and just let myself enjoy the moment.

I began with his neck, and would go back up to his full lips. I love kissing and he seemed startled by everything I did, but in a good way. Because he had no idea what I was going to do next, he seemed unsettled but then would relax as he realized he liked what I was doing! I was having a great time. This male buffet spread out on my bed was the most delicious thing I'd had before me since F. I never wanted the afternoon to end.

I just ate him up, and he squirmed and moaned. I took my time up and down his body, licking and sucking him. I'd go from his neck, and kiss and lick and take nibbles of his chest and tummy and then go around his cock, licking his thighs, and completely avoiding his throbbing cock. He had his hands on my head, his back arched in ecstasy, his eyes alternating between open, watching me with such desire, and closed with his head back, enjoying the sensations of being totally adored and admired by me.

I finally scooped up his manscaped balls in my mouth and he became more vocal. Clearly he had never had a BJ like mine. (hehehehe what can I say??? I'm good at it.) He could take it no more and started giving me verbal directions. It was so fucking hot.

"Get on your knees", he directed me as he slid down to the edge of the bed. I did as I was told. He grabbed his hard cock and slapped me in the face with it. It was so hot. I tried to grab it with my mouth and I finally got it and started sucking on it. I loved how he was holding it in my mouth, looking down at me so turned on. I knelt as I'd been told, and just licked and sucked his balls and cock, licking his thighs in anticipation. He moaned and held my head and stroked my hair lovingly, and I can still see the way he looked at me. It was soooooo yummy. HE was sooooo yummy. I didn't mind that he was getting all the pleasure because it gave me so much pleasure giving this gift of a blow job to him. I was as turned on as he was.

He continued to tell me what to do and I loved it. "Suck it! Suck it harder!" "That's it, lick it, take it all". He never was abusive in any way, just turned on and giving me directions. I loved it.

He was finally ready to cum, and I assumed he wanted me to swallow, but he had something else in mind.

"Can I cum on your face?" he asked me, holding his big, thick cock in his right hand.

"Yes", I purred. And he did. His back arched, my mouth on the tip and masturbating himself, he started to squirt all over my face. I licked what was on and around my mouth and drank up. He tasted delicious.

We were both smiling now, and I got up from my knees, walked a few shorts steps to the bathroom and grabbed us a towel. I wiped off my face, and gave it to him, and I told him that was the first time anyone's ever done that to me. He was incredulous! I said it was true! And it was!!! Not even my husband of 23 years. NO ONE has ever cum on my face before. I wasn't sure I would like it.


And so did he.

We sat there together for a few minutes, and I knew he was probably now worried about the time, so I looked at my phone and we had 7 minutes to spare!! hehehe He giggled and began to get dressed. He saw my dress on the floor and handed it to me with a cute giggle.

He realized that he was ready for more. He wanted more than just oral sex, and said, "I want to fuck you so bad now. What are you doing tomorrow?" hehehe I said I was going out of town. He said, "NO! SERIOUSLY???? WHEN WILL YOU BE BACK???", exasperated at the thought of waiting. I said I'd let him know when I got back. He sighed, disappointed. I was happy inside, and was smiling.

The alarm finally went off, and we were both dressed at this point just chatting, I don't remember about what. He was so relaxed and seemed to feel so comfortable around me, it was really really nice. I thought, "I have replaced F", and thought, "Anna, you are falling for this one aren't you??"

We walked downstairs, and at the door to say our goodbyes when I leaned over to kiss him and he reached out to shake my hand!!! It was so awkward and hilarious, I was thinking, "I'm not a prostitute! WTF???" and meekly shook it back. I think I did kiss him anyways, and we said our goodbyes.

He's texted me a few times and sent a few snapchats but hasn't suggested getting together, but it's ok. I've got oh, five or six possible new guys I'm chatting with. Anna doesn't sit around and wait for any guy.

But I would definitely say "Freckles" has moved up the list and is my #2 choice right now.

F will always be #1.