Today is my birthday! And I'm on an airplane as I write this. I just had a wonderful solo trip to California. It's my third solo trip and I've decided I need to continue to go solo every winter. I had an unbelievable trip!
My beloved hubby planned the whole trip and surprised me! My dad is getting on in years, and since my mother passed away almost 2 years ago, I've been trying to fly out to see him and see how he's getting along. And there's not much better than leaving the frozen tundra to go to sunny Southern California in January!!! I had so many lightbulb moments. I have to make sure I write them all down.
I did spend most of the 4-1/2 days I was there driving. Driving in crazy traffic to go visit everyone I wanted to see while I was there. I also made sure I had "me" time, and twice I went to my old stomping grounds, Huntington Beach, for some alone time. To rejuvenate. There's something so special about the ocean, but that's for another blog.
My hubby desperately wanted me to get fucked by a young stud while I was out there. He said, "all alone in a nice hotel, what a shame it would be to not have someone keep you company??" Am I not the luckiest girl on the planet???? I started looking before I even left! I changed my location on my Tinder and OKCupid so the boys would start lining up. And did they ever!!
But what's so funny is how flaky these guys are. 99% of them are all talk. Most just want nude pics to jerk off to. Here I am, a real-life unicorn, and they're afraid to show up!! Why is that??!!
I wrote B in Hollywood, and he was so happy to hear from me. We chatted back and forth, and ultimately, I got a better offer and decided not to drive the one+ hour drive each way. Also, Felippe, from March of last year came back into the picture and was very complimentary and seemed like a "sure thing". Ha. NOT!! Again, all talk.
As the days were passing I was getting hornier and more and more frustrated . I had been writing several guys but none hot enough to really make the effort. I REALLY wanted Felippe, who again, seemed like a "sure thing", so I kind of stopped really pursuing anyone else. I had 3 nights to have sex with someone. So the first night was a bust, cuz Felippe said he was "going to Vegas" but would be back the following day and 'definitely" wanted to get together. So I made plans to see a friend of mine, and we went to a fun bar nearby but didn't meet anyone.
The following day, it was hard writing back some of the guys bc I was so busy either driving several hours or visiting family and it was rude to keep staring at my phone. I was starting to think Felippe was going to flake out on me and I needed a back-up
That was the beginning of the smartest decision I ever made!!
I found a hot 20 year old who lived---are you ready for this??? THREE MILES AWAY FROM MY HOTEL. How perfect was that????!! It was the universe telling me to see him.
At this point, it was like 9 pm and B and I were going back and forth. I even texted my BFF and said, "who should I pick??" She said go for B. But I know how flaky he has been in the past that made me wary driving all the way to Hollywood and back late on a Saturday night.
The guy who didn't flake out was the 20 year old I'lll call HH.
His texts were so genuine and sweet. And so complimentary. And he really wanted me.
We agreed to meet at the hotel bar. Even though he couldn't legally drink, we needed a place to meet. And I needed some liquid courage myself.
I put on the sexy matching bra and panty set my hubby gave me for Christmas, and took a pic for him and sent it to him. He was almost as excited as I was. He said he was getting super hard but would save it for me. I put on a cute sundress that's given me lots of success (I wore it when I met Abercrombie, and he said, "you're prettier than your profile pics!". I call it my "good luck fuck-me dress").
HH's face was kind of hard to see from his Tinder profile pics, but I liked everything about him. He looked tall and skinny (my fav!!!) and he was young and a musician.. He had dark hair and looked very good looking (good facial structure) but I honestly couldn't really tell what he looked like. I was taking a huge gamble here but overall I thought he looked cute enough that there would be a spark.
We agreed to meet at the bar at 10:30. I got there about 10:15 and ordered a glass of Pinot and a shrimp cocktail. I hadn't eaten all day and I knew if he was cute I was going to need the energy!!
I swear to God when he walked in the lobby (at precisely 10:29 mind you) I wasn't sure I was going to like him. From the distance he looked almost too young. I always worry cuz these young guys will lie to me about their age. He came over to me and I got up to greet him, and up close he was beautiful. And to my surprise, he was Japanese!!! He was seriously beautiful. His almond-shaped eyes were happy and intense, and he was smiling and so friendly and outgoing. We sat down together and I wanted to put him at ease as fast as I could. As we chatted about his music (he plays the banjo!) I took his hands in mine and they were ice cold! And he was shaking he was so nervous! It was adorable and I found myself becoming quite attracted to him very quickly.
I said I'd warm them up for him, and I did! We held hands, both hands, and chatted for an hour!! We have music in common, and he knows Synester Gates from the band Avenged Sevenfold (my 2nd fav band of all time). He's a college student, third year, a music major (or course). The bartender brought my shrimp cocktail but I didn't touch it. I asked him finally if I could have a box for it.
I was a few sips into my second glass of wine when it felt right to finally say, "ready to go up to my room?" and he smiled and said, nodding, "yes". I settled my bill, grabbed my glass of wine and I guess the to-go box (although I have no memory of actually carrying it) cuz I was holding his hand as well as we went up the elevator and down the hall to my room. I gave him the key (it was like a credit card) and he waved it over the door handle awkwardly (again, so adorable) and the green light lit up as if to say, "ladies and gentlemen, start your engines" because I tell you my engine was revved up, and I'm pretty sure his was too!!
I think I used the restroom first, and then he went. I remember saying later that if he needed to go again could he leave the door open and let me watch? He giggled and I think that freaked him out a little. But I hadn't eaten anything and the wine hit me hard. I was happy and light and giggly too.
He was dressed quite smartly; expensive jeans, ripped at the knees that looked really good on him, a button-down blue and red plaid casual shirt, and a black leather jacket that went just below his hips. He took off his leather jacket, and I had one on too, We tossed them onto one of the queen beds.
I honestly don't remember disrobing, except I remember him helping me take my dress off (over my head) and I remember getting a good look at his rock hard abs and unbuckling his belt. My favorite part!!! And I unbuttoned his fly and unzipped his pants and like magic, they fell to the floor!
Next thing I remember we were on one of the beds and we were kissing and kissing and kissing. Fuck he was the best kisser. He never let up! His body was hard and soft and it felt sooo good touching him. Our bodies were intertwined and a blur of kissing and touching. I tell you, this guy was AMAZING. He even spread my legs and licked my pussy!! He was no amateur I tell u that.
We literally couldn't get enough of each other. It was so fluid and easy. He was so different from every other guy I've ever been with. He didn't choke me like Jordan, he didn't just want a BJ like Freckles, and he didn't insist on doggy style like Asian Stripper Boy. He was more like F. Who I fell in love with.
Well, I have replaced F with this guy HH. He's the only one I want now (besides my hubby of course).
He was amazing. I know that word gets thrown around a lot, and it's overused. We had so much chemistry. It was like that cliche'd "we became one". He never stopped kissing me except when I was sucking his dick or he was licking my pussy. I have never been kissed like that ever. I felt like I was out of my body and in my body at the same time and in his as well. We totally became one.
And he was a willing learner. He was touching me and trying so hard to make me cum, and I was more turned on with him than I've ever been with anyone other than F and I wanted so badly for him to be the guy that would take me there. I moved his hand a couple times and said breathily, "ooo right there, yeah" and he obliged and didn't feel any ego. I would say, 'is that okay?" and he would answer, "oh yeah, that's so hot,I want to make u cum" and I told him how only 2 guys in my whole life ever made me cum and I wanted him to be my third. I said how I can't relax but how good he made me feel. He said he loved hearing me moan, which of course let me relax even more and moan more, which made hHis kiss me deeper and deeper and fuck me harder and harder!
And guess what??!!!
He made me cum! He touched me perfectly and I was so aroused I came so quickly. I had the hugest orgasm, and the whole time he was looking right into my eyes. I could tell it meant a lot to him to be able to please me. I knew I could never get enough of this guy. My orgasm ignited even more passion in him and his kisses were so deep, and I loved the way he'd suck and bite my lips.
He came after about an hour or so (I only know this in retrospect) and here's the amazing part--while he was cumming and after, he never stopped kissing me! So many other guys, especially Abercrombie, wipe up and are done, put their pants back on and leave. Oh. My. God. We kept going. HE kept going. He didn't play with himself to get hard again like some guys do either. Our bodies were intertwined and he just kept kissing me. I have never been kissed like that ever, ever EVER!!! It was so fucking erotic!
So guess what!??
All that kissing made him hard again so we got another go-round of licking, sucking and fucking!! It was insane. We would talk to each other too at times, we were so into each other. I said at one point, "I'm falling for you. I could fall in love with you. Would that be okay?" and he moaned and said, 'oh, yessssss, that would be so wonderful, you can fall in love with me and I'll love fall in love with you too."
I felt so happy and complete.
And all that kissing and moaning and loving and fucking and sucking led to him cumming a second time! He was on his knees as I sucked him and swallowed it all. He tasted delicious. His orgasm was so intense, he threw his head back, and his dick was so hard it was so erotic. I never want to forget that pose. He was so beautiful.
After his second orgasm, he laid down next to me and again, our bodies were totally wrapped around one another. Where one began and the other ended was a blur. And he kept kissing meI! I wasn't sure how much time had passed and I didn't give a fuck. There was no plan, just emotion. I didn't know if he was going to fuck me again and go for orgasm number three or go home. I didn't know if he was going to spend the night. I know I didn't want him to leave that was for sure
We laid there in each other's arms for just a little while, I think till he could catch his breath. The kissing subsided sadly and I knew he was going to get up and leave. Oh, I forgot to tell you he let me take a nude pic of him "just for me so I can play with myself and think of you when I get home" and after he dressed he asked for pics of me too and took several. I had put back on the bra and panty set for the pics. I know I don't photograph well and jokingly said "let me see!" and he would show me and I said "oooo delete! Take another!" so we did that like well uh, Japanese tourists hahaha (pun intended) several times till I was satisfied with the pics.
We talked about getting together the next night too. He was all I wanted. When he left he gave me more of those insanely deep kisses and as he walked out, we both smiled at each other and he blew me a kiss.
I haven't heard from him since.
My heart (and my girl parts) are aching for him. I was devastated he never wrote me back about getting together. I did send him two pics, one from the beach and one I had taken days or weeks before where I looked really pretty and he did respond "looking good" with a smily face with two hearts for eyes. The most romantic emoji of all.
I don't know what happened, I have learned that sometimes I just can't know what I can't know. Maybe he has a girfiriend. My BFF says maybe he's freaked out cuz it was so good. I don't know. But I know I will never forget him and now I have a new standard.
She reassured me by saying, "he will never forget you either."
I think I fell in love.
I'm so lucky my hubby isn't threatened. He knows the love I have for him eclipses all others.
I now know what I want. I want HH and if I can't have him (let's face it, we live 2000 miles apart) I want someone just like him.