Hotel fun with a new Tinder hottie!

Friday night was AMAZING.

For the last two weeks, a hottie I'll call Hot Lips I matched with on Tinder had been snapchatting me literally 24/7. First thing in the morning and last thing at night. Always a selfie pic, he'd send me all day long while he was at work and it would taper off in the evenings, but he always said "goodnight beautiful" and "good morning beautiful." I loved it. He's 23, a semi-pro baseball player and super good looking. Blue eyes, lots of muscles, big full lips and a beautiful smile. A very happy-go-lucky guy, not a depressed, moody one like New Guy or Rocker Boy finally!! He seemed to be the kind of person who was just what I'm looking for. He was sweet, super-complimentary (which I love) and never expected anything in return. Truly, a very nice guy overall. I def hit the jackpot.

He was very respectful too and asked before sending any nude pics, and I love that. I was quickly smitten.

We wanted to meet ASAP. And lo and behold, I was telling my hubby I needed a getaway. A night in a nice hotel, a good night's sleep, and no cats climbing on me or kids. The weather was shitty-five straight days in a row of misty rain, wind and cold. So we booked a room at a 5-star hotel and settled in for a nice dinner.

I was also texting another hottie while we were sitting at the bar later after dinner, but it was Hot Lips who was on his way. I was SO excited to meet him. After two weeks of 24/7 snapchatting I liked him a lot. He was very sweet, very complimentary and just a real nice guy. (whoops! I already said that!!)

The plan was for my hubby to stay in the bar while I took him to our room. And that's what we did.

Hot Lips texted me, "where are you? I'm here!" LOL somehow we missed each other when he entered the lobby. I wrote back I was in the front of the lobby and all of a sudden there he was! He was even cuter in person. I'm all about cute. Ballcap, plaid button-down shirt, khakis. Those big blue eyes and full lips and a huge smile. We embraced in a big hug and I was already giggly. I get that way when I'm super excited. We sat down on the overstuffed leather couch that was there and chatted for about ten minutes. I was a lil drunkie and super giggly. I felt so comfortable with him, and we really clicked. I felt like I'd known him forever, there was just an ease about him that was tangible. I could tell he really liked me too.

I don't remember saying it, but next thing I knew we were in the elevator! I really shouldn't drink so much bc I have trouble remembering details and that really bugs me. The next thing i remember is him sliding my spaghett straps off my shoulders so elegantly, and he began kissing my breasts and sucking my nipples. And we kissed. Those lips!! He was a gentle wet kisser, and it was sweet--he wasn't like a vacuum cleaner sucking the air out of me. He was very gentle in everything he did, but he was very Alpha male and I loved it. He took charge and he was so good and flawless he set a new bar for sex for me!

I remember him untying my shoes. I was wearing a pair of Sam Edelman's that are beige suede and like ballerina shoes, they have long ties that tie around my ankles. It was so sexy watching him untie them for me and slip them off my feet.

He then took my dress and pulled it down and slid it off me, and next, gently slid my panties off. And subsequently, buried his head between my legs. It was yummy yummy yummy. He then licked me up my body up to my breasts again, and kissed me passionately. I loved loved loved how he took charge. He was the man and I was his woman. But his moves weren't aggressive at all but rather almost choreographed they were so flawless. I could tell he was really into me.

I loved watching him undress. I don't think I helped him, which is odd bc it's one of my favorite things to do in the entire world! A new man to undress like the biggest gift behind the Christmas tree! I think he just wanted his clothes off and next thing I knew, he was big and warm and naked and embracing me. His dick was straight out and super hard.

He gently took my legs and spread them and entered me, kissing me passionately. Not pulling out, he swung my legs over like a pretzel and fucked me hard. It felt amazing. He's a big guy, not skinny and small like Jordan or Rocker Boy, more like Blondie. Not fat but big--he's a baseball player and full of muscles but not ripped ya know? (I hate ripped). He was strong and young and solid and oh so sexy.

He'd pull out and change positions, each time taking charge and moving my body the way he wanted to fuck me. Me on top, him on top, him behind me, my legs in the air, you name it, we did it. I sucked his dick and he licked my pussy. It felt like we were so hungry for one another.

I'm happy to report that he made me cum!! I almost never cum with anyone but my husband bc if their technique is too hard (Rocker Boy) or they give up too soon (all of them) but Hot Lips was THE BEST I'VE EVER HAD. (next to hubby). He fingered me and thank GOD didn't shove his fingers in me. I absolutely hate when guys do that. I don't mind a fun exploration into my pussy but when they shove their fingers in like they're eating frosting out of a can it's painful and not at all pleasant. He didn't do that at all!!! He actually was stroking me with the right amount of pressure and his fingers were just to the left of where I wanted them to be. I moved them with my hand and BOOM!!!!! HUGE ORGASM!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!! As I screamed in ecstasy I clutched him tightly and he basked in my glory. He was watching me and smiling and I thanked him with a giggle and he passionately kissed me.

Then it was his turn.

I loved that when he came, it was in a position where he could see my face. I hate how Abercrombie always had to cum doggy style. Nothing says "you're as special as a glory hole" like cumming doggy style. It's ok if it's a sometimes-thing but always??? That's why I lost interest in him. Yuk. Left me feeling so used.

Hot Lips was not only facing me but kissing me as he came. He was on the bottom, or should I say on his side, his arms totally around me like an embrace, and my legs were in the air. He finally came, and it was interesting bc he literally made almost no sound at all, it was almost like an "ahhhhh". Not at all like me when he made ME cum! I just wanted to fall asleep with him, our bodies still wrapped up together. But I remembered my husband was downstairs waiting for us to finish so he could come up and get his creampie. Hot Lips wanted to spend the night, and I wanted him to also. But how could I do that with my husband there?? I couldn't. I had to lie and make up an excuse that I wasn't spending the night, that I just got the room to meet up with him.

Yeah, like people do that LOL well Hotel 6 they do, not five-star hotels. I'm sure that looked and sounded ridic.

I had no idea how long we were at it, but I was guessing at least an hour (hubby later said hour and a half!). He got up and went to the bathroom, with the door open!! I wanted to watch SO BADLY but I thought I shouldn't. Because I'd get horny all over again and that wouldn't be fair to my hubby!! I wanted to fuck Hot Lips all night. I didn't want him to go. And I liked that he wanted to spend the night too. Oh well. Maybe next time we both said.

He had Uber'd there and I asked him if he had called for a car. He said he hadn't yet but was going to. He got dressed--I grabbed a super cute short-tight burgundy lace see-through nightgown I had brought and put it on. We kissed goodbye, and he left. I texted my hubby and he was up lickety-split in no time! I asked him if he saw him leave, and he said he did, that he thought he was real cute.

My hubby's dick was hard and ready. He licked me first and then fucked me fast and hard and he was done. He'd been downstairs knowing I was fucking this young guy and he couldn't hold back another second. Unlike Hot Lips, he came so loudly I'm sure anyone could've heard. We laughed and fell soundly asleep.

What a fun night!!!

Someone very special boomerangs!!!!

I apologize to you, my dear readers, for the lack of blog posts. I seriously didn't have much to write about. UNTIL TODAY!!!!!! I promise I'll catch you all up in another blog post. I had a date two nights ago that I am dying to share with you.

I had a date with JORDAN!!! YES JORDAN!! HOT, LONG-HAIRED SEXY GUITARIST JORDAN!! It all came about so quickly too.

I'm horrible at remembering anything, especially my friends' birthdays, and THANK GOD for technology bc I have put as many in my phone calendar as I can remember to do so.

And as of July 1st, it reminded me with a sweet little chime that it was Jordan's birthday.

Hmm, I thought. Do I write him? We aren't FB friends, but we do follow each other on Instagram. Last I checked, he was very much in a serious relationship with a hot redhead (hmmm! Guess he likes redheads!! LOL) and I honestly had not looked him up in ages. Exactly a year to be exact since we're being exact. I went to my Instagram and went to his profile and saw that a year ago to the day, I had wished him a happy birthday. And he had responded ASAP, flirty and sexy as always, but unavailable. And as I was re-reading his messages from back then, I kept scrolling and saw that a few months prior to the birthday messages, he'd messaged me out of the blue, saying "I just saw your picture pop up and it made me horny". We'd chatted briefly and he said he was still with his GF so it didn't go any further.

So of course I messaged him, "happy birthday sexy man!" and he responded right away, Thank you so much! I miss you baby." And that was the beginning of us reuniting Tuesday night.

We exchanged snapchat names and it took off wildly from there. Holy fuck. For a small guy he sure does have a huge cock. AND THAT HAIR!!! It's waist-length and I was surprised it's not blonde anymore, but as he said, it's "back to its natural color." He's still so gorgeous I actually barely noticed it wasn't blonde. 

We'd been trying to get together since his birthday but I had family in from out of town so I wasn't able to go see him. Finally, I couldn't stand it any longer, I hated saying no to him repeatedly so I lied to family (extended, not my hubby) and drove the 45 min drive to his apartment.

It is so exciting going to a guys' apartment. I prefer it to hotel rooms or my house. It gives me a glimpse into their private lives, and as a married woman, the truth is, these guys don't really let me in to the extent they would a REAL girlfriend, so any chance I have of getting to know them better I grab and run with. 

He was so cute, messaging me on Snapchat and sending me pics of his smiling face and huge cock while I was getting ready to go see him. He even said he was vacuuming and cleaning for me. How adorable!! And when I got to his place, it was practically spotless. I felt respected. Just like Blondie always cleaned his apartment for me. I always remember that guy Steve who I drove all the way to Kenosha to see and his place looked like the typical frat house. I nearly tripped several times stepping over piles of clothes and shoes, furniture and trash, pizza boxes even. I know these guys are young and broke, but being a slob isn't about income. It's about respect.

On the way over to Jordan's, he messaged me he would be in bed naked waiting for me. I was like, "YIKES!!" I do NOT like that. I am the kind of girl that loves foreplay. Everything leading up to the getting naked part. It's like fast-forwarding to the final scene of a movie, or the last chapter of the book. You already know the ending!! What fun is that??

So I said, "YIKES!"  to him! And I tried to seductively let him know I prefer to unwrap my own Christmas presents thank you! So he did. He put on his black skinny jeans and a shirt. I said thank you! And sure enough, he greeted me at the door fully dressed. I was very relieved! I mean, I have not seen him in almost 3 years??? And he's going to be sitting there waiting for me naked?? I mean I AM A SURE THING bc I've been with him before but still!!! I loves me a little mystery.

And good thing, bc we sat on the couch for about 45 min talking. It was so fun catching up with him. Had we gone straight to sex I'm sure there wouldn't have been any intimacy, and I felt like I could talk to him all night. That's the thing about being married-I don't have all night, I usually am good for just a couple hours then I need to leave and be somewhere else. 

As we talked, he always made eye contact, and I always felt my heart flutter. He told me I was more beautiful than he remembered (oh, btw, did I forget to tell you I got breast implants???) He loved them! But his compliments go beyond the physical. He said something to me I never want to forget. '

We were catching up, and he was asking me all sorts of questions (" what's new? what have you been up to?" "Tell me about that pic on your fb!") oh btw we are now fb friends too!! (happy dance!!) I ended up telling him about how I'm about to become an "empty nester" (he has a 7 year old son himself so he could only imagine!) and I was saying I have dreams of writing a book and maybe starting my podcast up. He said, and I'm paraphrasing, that I have a "soothing, beautiful voice" and that he loves to hear me talk and that a podcast is "perfect for me". That people will love my voice and "flock" to me.

WOW.

And so of course I got online first thing today to explore how to get this podcast thing going. I've had tech problems and just been too busy to figure it all out. I'm motivated now. WAYYYYYY motivated.

As we were chatting, his hand finally came to rest on my thigh. Oh! I forgot to tell you, I wasn't wearing much hehehehe I had bought a Spandex, super-tight stretchy red dress at a costume store for the 4th of July parade I ended up not going to. And stillettos. And a thong and that's it, and of course, my enormous breasts were spilling out of it. It was getting late--I didn't get there till around 9:30 and had to get home by 11-ish so I kind of abruptly looked at the clock and said I needed to get going. He must've thought I was leaving without fucking him so I said, "let's get busy!" so cliche and stupid but I was a bit nervous. No alcohol in me. That's never good lol

We just leaned towards each other and started making out. He was slow and passionate, and soon I climbed onto his lap. He buried his face in my cleavage and sucked my breasts while his hands cupped them lovingly. He'd alternate that and kissing me. It was so hot. Next thing I knew I said, "let's go to your bedroom", so he took me by the hand and led me there. Now I have to back-track and say that even when we saw each other before, he always came to my house. I never went to his place. I honestly thought it was his way of keeping me at arms' length. He also pretty much refused to talk about his son. And now? He was snapchatting me videos of them having breakfast, playing games, all sorts of intimate things he'd never let me be a part of before. I was soooo loving it.

So by the time we got to his bedroom, I was ready. He was too, and showed me how ready! Yummm. He asked how to take off my dress and pulled it gently over my head. I undid the button at the top of his jeans and he had nothing on under, just that big hard cock tucked into his skinny jeans, and it was bursting out of the zipper. Mmmm I helped him out of them as he pulled his shirt over his head, his beautiful long hair cascading down.

We'd talked earlier about whether or not we'd need condoms; it wasn't lost on either of us that he'd accidentally given me clamydia a few years ago! I told him I was seeing someone (New Guy) and got tested before and after I started fucking him and was 100% clean. He said he hadn't been with anyone in 4 months and only with his GF for 3 years prior. That was good enough for me.

He's a very passionate kisser, and he was delicious. He's not grabby or jerky at all, his movements are gentle and deliberate. I love it. He makes me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. I remember telling him to relax and lay back, that I'd brought his birthday present with me hehehe and I proceeded to give him the best blow-job he'd ever had-since the last one I gave him LOL He was fully shaved and delicious. I hate a ton of body hair and he remembered. I licked him up and down and sucked that big cock til he almost came. Moaning, he sat up and kissed me, thanked me and said he wanted to fuck me. We fucked in several different positions, most notably, doggy-style, and he fucked me longer and harder doggy-style than any guy ever has. It was cute, after that, we switched positions again ( I really loved sucking his dick!!) he said something about being "nervous". I said, "really? Awww how sweet" or something like that. I was impressed. He said something about how long it had been since he'd been with anyone, and anyone else for that matter. Then he flipped me on my back, and pulled me gently to the edge of the bed, flipped that gorgeous mane of his and inserted that huge cock inside me. I was so wet we didn't need the lube I brought.

Mid-fuck, as he's got my legs in the air and his soft hair is caressing my breasts as he's fucking me, he says, "now I remember what it's like to fuck you!" I bit my tongue from saying, "Is that a good thing???" and hope it was! It must've been, bc right then and there he said, "want me to cum for you baby?" and I said, "please! show me how excited I make you" and he did. He came inside me and I got to see his O-face. He moaned and cooed and kissed me. 

We got to the finish line with no towel, and we giggled about our predicament as he's still holding my legs in the air, looking around for something to mop up the mess if you will. I have a technique I use with my hubby so I thought I'd try it with him. I said, "flip me over!" and he tried to but it was a little clunky, and I blamed it on my shoes I was still wearing. We did it though, a little clumsily, but he flipped me over and in the process, he ends up on his back and most of the cum stays on him instead of the sheets! He seemed a bit bewildered, and I commented that it was a little clunky bc I was still wearing my shoes, and I pointed out to him, "Look!! Hardly any cum on your sheets!" We laughed and he liked it. He grabbed a towel and cleaned me up (I LOVE WHEN A MAN DOES IT FOR ME!! THAT'S SO HOT!!!). We chatted as we got dressed, I wish I could remember what about, probably I said I didn't want to leave so soon but was worried about the drive and needed to get going. 

I went to the bathroom to pee before I left, and we talked at the doorway and kissed and I left. 

That. Was. Fun. I'll def be back.

***JORDAN**** 

:)

Bubbles

I was missing Blondie badly, and it had been 3 weeks since he'd come over, and I was getting a little pissed off I hadn't heard a peep from him. So I decided to just send him a message, "Hey Blondie, what's up with you? When are we meeting up again bc I'm sure you miss me!"I wrote him at around 11:30 at night, and he wrote back first thing in the morning,"I'm off work today! I can come over right now!" I was like, "woo hoo!" and rescheduled my morning to see him.

He was messaging me, telling me he'd drank too much the night before and was 'down". I said I'd cheer him up. He asked what I wanted to do! I said, "Hmmm what would YOU like to do??" and he answered, "take a bath!" I said "awesome!" It was so cute, he video messaged me twice, and he'd never done that! It was fun. We flirted back and forth and it was so nice making that connection again with him. It was like no time had passed, and we just picked up where we left off.

He said the brakes on his car weren't working, so would I pick him up? So I did; he met me at my car so I wouldn't have to get out (it was like 24 degrees!) and it was soooo good to be with him again. That wild and crazy blonde mane and those blue eyes. He greeted me with a big grin and a hug, and then a kiss. He smelled like booze. It was not pleasant. I drove him back to my house. He's just like a little kid; first thing he did when he got out of the car was spot my new fat tire bike and take it for a spin around the cul de sac. I was like, "oh my god, what if my nosy neighbor sees him??!!" He doesn't even think.

When we got into the house, he said he hadn't eaten anything, and could he have some toast or a bagel? I said sure. So we went into the kitchen, and he was telling me how he and his roommate decorated the apartment last night and ended up drinking too much, doing shots.  As I was standing there glancing back and forth from him to the toaster, he came up behind me and put his hands all over my body and started kissing my neck. I immediately became limp with desire and he turned me around and pressed his body up against me and deep kissed me. I was putty in his hands. I could feel that hard dick up against my body and I was instantly wet. I pulled apart and said, "OMG your bagel!" and it nearly burned. We laughed as I buttered it for him and said, "sit!" and motioned for him to sit down on one of the bar stools.

My phone was blowing up with messages from my band, and as he ate his bagel, I sat down next to him and said I needed to catch up. I had like 16 unread messages and filled him in on what was going on--we were choosing songs for an upcoming gig--and he grabbed my phone and said, "OMG you guys do (X-song, I don't remember which)" and was commenting on all of them. It was fun. Finally I asked for my phone back to respond LOL and then he was telling me how he had "creeped" on my kids' FB bc he wanted to know more about them. Had he said it differently, it would've come off creepy like HH, but he said it all in the same vein. He said my daughter is "so beautiful" and my son "looks like an Abercrombie model." The way he asked about them made me feel like he hoped to meet them one day. He didn't say it, I didn't say it, but he was saying how they seem like really neat people, successful and all too. And then he asked me about my husband, and I answered him with a short response (he'd asked about his job) and then changed the subject. It did leave me feeling like he truly wanted to get to know me better by learning about the people I'm closest to. It made me happy! Like, maybe he truly does have feelings for me???

He talked about how he might lose his job and move to Colorado, how the company has been bought out. How he may decide to stay here too-how they've offered him a severance package but also a raise if he stays. I didn't want to influence him one way or the other so I said, "how exciting! You've got some decisions to make!!"

When he'd finished his bagel, he was so sweet, he thanked me for making it for him, and that he felt much better. I said, "what do you want to do now??" all flirty and he said, "take a bath!!" I was like oh wow. This is going to be amazing.

I told him I had a bottle of champagne chilling, and he thought that sounded good, so I took it out of the fridge and grabbed two wine glasses that didn't match. He kissed me again by the cabinet, and it was deep and passionate. Mmmmm yummmy.

We bounded up the staircase, and we went into my bathroom. I started the water, and put in this vanilla/jasmine bubble bath and he said, "that's the same one you got me!" and I was like thinking, hmm, I don't remember buying you any of that. But then he said, "not the bath stuff, the massage oil!" and I did remember. He makes himself so comfortable in my house, it's really interesting to watch. Like he's been there a million times, or like he fucking lives there. He walked over to my blue-tooth speaker and turned it on. He got us towels (he couldn't believe I have a towel warmer. He'd never even heard of a towel-warmer). I had candles already lit. While I was facing my husband's side of the vanity, I was struggling to get the foil wrapper off the champagne bottle. I turned around and saw he'd completely stripped, and he was standing there watching me. I stopped and said, "oh my god, you are standing naked in my bathroom. Does it get any better than this???" and he said, 'yes it does!" and came over to me and pulled my dress over my head. He slipped off my lacy thong, picked me up and put me on the edge of the vanity, went down on his knees and buried his face in my pussy. That hair, that tongue, that sexy naked 24 year old licking me. It was fucking amazing.

After a little bit he got up and started kissing me, that sexy deep kissing and now he tasted like my pussy which was a huge turn-on. I loved it. He was holding my hips so I wouldn't fall off the vanity, and then he showed me his thick erect cock for me and slid it into my now very wet and ready pussy. It felt amazing, and as we fucked I was slipping off. He picked me up, cock still inside me, and carried me to my bed and continued fucking me. I. Fucking. Loved. That. It was so romantic, it was like, "wow guys really do this??" because ladies haven't we seen that scene in a zillion movies??? (guess I watch too much porn??) Here he was really doing that!!! Combined with the vanity move, I just felt like I wished I'd been recording it all.

He came quickly, and we both realized we totally forgot about the tub filling up! We ran over to it and turned the water off just in time!! He opened the bottle of champagne for me, and we laughed at how disappointing it was that it didn't have that awesome "pop" it should've had! He poured it for us, and then just helped himself into the tub as if he'd done it a hundred times. Once I got in though, he was like, 'OH. MY. GOD. THIS. FEELS. AMAZING." I told him I'd never taken a bath with anyone but my hubby! And so this was really new and amazing for me as well.

We were in there for over an hour. We alternated between talking and relaxing to playing with each other. I'd push up his ass so that his dick, hard and straight as a ruler, would pop up from underneath the bubbles and I'd suck it. The first time I poured a little champagne on it and sucked it off he practically screamed in ecstasy. I KNOW no one's ever done that to him before and sure enough, he told me so. So of course I had to do it several times. Always when he least expected it.

While I was sucking him off he would put his fingers inside me, as deep as he could. And I know one time I think I came that way, and I had never came that way before. I wondered, "is this what the G-spot is all about???!!" I think it may be! It was so fucking deep inside me, and I had never had anyone do that to me before!! I really liked it!! Finally we wanted each other so badly, and I climbed on top of him and put his dick inside me. As he rocked me, I said, "don't lift up! Don't let any water in!" so we rocked and fucked in my bathtub as I'd never been rocked and fucked before.

But that's not how I made him cum.

He masturbated and I sucked him til he came. I loved pleasing him that way.

He'd told me he had to work at 1, so we ought to get out of the tub, so I grabbed our towels and got out first. I handed him his, and he couldn't believe it was warm. He was feeling a little queasy again, so I suggested just laying in bed and taking a little nap. We laid down, and he put his arm under me and I nestled into his underarm, and relaxed. I felt more exposed to him than ever; I mean, DAYLIGHT SEX!!!! MY HAIR GOT ALL WET FROM THE BATH AND WAS DRYING CURLY AND SHIT!! I HAD RACCOON EYES!! And yet, I was relaxed. FINALLY.

And laying there, I asked him, "How long till you were gonna write me?" That three weeks had gone by, and I started to feel like, "wow guess last time didn't go that well" and "guess I'll never see HIM again." He apologized, he said, "OMG I'm so sorry, I know how that feels, and I'm so sorry I made you feel that way." And then, surprisingly, he said, "I was waiting to hear from YOU!" I just shook my head, and waited for him to say more.He went on to explain how he pretty much just texts if he thinks he can see me-that he's thinking of me and wants to see me and if I can't see him he gets so excited he wishes he didn't message me!That he'll get so horny he has to jerk off and gets frustrated!! I had to giggle.  He said otherwise, he doesn't like texting that much and that they can be misunderstood so he doesn't like  chit-chat in texting and likes to wait and share stuff in person. I said that's fine yeah me too but he could maybe say "hey! hope you're doing well! I'm thinking of you and I'd love to see but damn this week is just so crazy! maybe next?" and he said, 'yeah, yeah, totally I will do that."

I addressed the Facebook question I had, and said "well you haven't "liked" anything on my page so I haven't "liked" anything on your page so I respect that maybe you would like me to stay under the radar??" He just said oh that was when he was with Piggy Face. He didn't really say, "Go ahead it's fine" he just explained how it wasn't okay before, so I think I will continue to just stay incognito until he "likes" MY posts.

While we were laying there talking, he kept playing with himself. Not like guys do when they're trying to get it up, more like a lazy dog just kind of playing with it absentmindedly. I said, "you're really distracting me here playing with your dick like that." And he said, 'Oh yeah???' and I said, "YEAH!!" He said, "well, feel free to do something about that!" So I did! I leaned over and licked his body up and down and around his dick but wouldn't touch it at first. Made it grow big and strong and then took it in my mouth again. He lifted me up and slid his dick in. We fucked so hard, I'm sure I came again, damn we fucked so deep I shuddered like I was having a fucking religious experience. He came again, and afterward, like always, he stays hard and we just keep fucking. I didn't want to stop. I got tired tho finally, and I knew he had to go to work, so I finally slipped off of him. I laid next to him, and he was just like "OH MY GOD (my name) I CAME THREE TIMES!!! I NEVER COME THAT MUCH!!" I said, 'WITH ME YOU DO!!" and he agreed with a big grin. I thought, "yeah, you're not fucking 200 pound piggy face bitch!! This is how good sex can be!!" I'll bet that's what he was thinking hehehe

I snuggled him and said, "let's take a 5 min nap." He said he can't nap, can't settle down (he has ADHD like me, but I'm on meds). So we just laid there and chatted. It was WONDERFUL. I really felt like I was being myself for the first time with him. I didn't do shots this time, and not just because I had to drive and go pick him up. I wanted to be fully present and myself with him. And we only drank one glass of champagne, which didn't do anything for me. It was more symbolic. Champagne bath. Something he doesn't do with just anyone.

He told me a little about Piggy Face, just that he thought maybe she'd cheated on him with her ex, maybe not, but that there were things she wasn't telling him, and that it is once and for all "really over." I said, "her loss babe, my gain" and he looked at me and smiled and said, "MY GAIN!!" and kissed me. We snuggled and then knew we had to get up.

I decided not to put back my sexy dress on, and put something on more casual. I said, "I'm gonna put my jammies on! Since I'm not going anywhere for awhile!" He said, 'aren't you going to take me home?"and I laughed and said "oh yeah!! I forgot!!" So I took them off and put my sexy dress and thigh-high black velvet boots back on.

He said he wasn't feeling well again and that he might be sick. That the champagne wasn't settling well. And he was sick, and I felt terrible. He laughed it off like it was no big deal "it was all just the champagne!" and he got a bottle of water. When we got out to the garage, he got in my car and from inside, opened my door for me! I thought that was very sweet. He mentioned again how much he loves my car, and we talked about putting a turbo engine in it.

On the drive home, he was quite animated, very talkative. He wanted to make sure he knew how to get to my house and back for the next time when he comes to see me. He had the exits mixed up and it bothered him. He talked about big trucks and bulldozers and stuff like that, how he'd wanted to be an architect and and how he also almost got a construction job with the state. When we passed some construction workers, he was elated at how quickly they'd patched up this area of the roadway, and commented on how much money they make.

I was blindsided when he told me he wants to have a child within a year. II swear it came out of nowhere.That he's wanted a kid since he was 19. He wants to have kids while he's young. I just listened and said "you'd make an awesome dad." What was I going to say??? I'll have your kid for you?? I can't have any more kids and if I could, would I want that??!! That's what I was thinking while he's joking about "putting firecrackers under her butt if she won't get up for school." And not believing he'd actually think that was ok to do. He was a child himself. Why the fuck would he want a KID????!!!! Clearly he has no idea what he's talking about. Kind of like girls who think getting married is all about the wedding. Fucking clueless.

When we got to his apartment, I parked and he turned and gave me a wonderful hug, a short kiss (bc he'd just gotten sick) and I said, "I hope you feel better!" and he said, "I do already! I just think I need a nap." I said, "I hope you don't remember our date as "really awesome until I threw up!!" He said, "no no no, not at all. I came three times. We took a bath. It was awesome!" And he hugged me again, and he got out. I started to back out, and watched him as he walked to his apartment in the freezing cold without looking back.

I drove home feeling like I wasn't in love, I was definitely smitten, but I could enjoy him more now, getting to know him more and seeing him for the man he is, not who I need him to be. I've done a lot of work on myself, and it's really wonderful to feel this way. I'm not on cloud nine, I've got both feel planted firmly on mother earth, and I've never been happier.

Abercrombie boy comes back!

Tuesday mornings are my favorites, because I don't have a single thing on my schedule. I usually just have breakfast and go to the gym and run errands.

Today was completely different.

"Abercrombie" texted me and said he wanted to come by after his class.

Now you may remember right here http://weswing-naughtyanna.blogspot.com/2015/09/hotel-room-fun.html I got a hotel room and fucked him and he took a bunch of pictures of me. He was the hottest guy I'd ever been with and nicknamed him "Abercrombie" because he looks like he could be one of their models.

I was having my coffee and grapefruit when that familiar chime rang on my cell.

It was HIM!!! ABERCROMBIE!!

He was in class and wanted to come over after!

I said, "that would be hot".

He was here 20 minutes later. I didn't have enough time to get gussied up. I took a quick shower and slapped on some foundation and ran the flat iron through my hair.

And then he was here.

He was so much nicer and sweeter than that night in the hotel room, where I felt he was kind of a jerk. This time he seemed so much more into me, calmer and unhurried, direct eye contact constantly. He was so complimentary too. He said I "didn't need any time to get ready" because I was already beautiful! That was all I needed to hear.

When he came in, he was at ease and smiling. My dog came and approved right away LOL and he was sweet to my dog. We said our hi's and I made the first move and gave him a quick kiss and a hug. I did say something to him about being surprised to hear from him.

I said something about how I wasn't sure if he was going to come or not (given that he stood me up last time) and he said, "Oh, I got in trouble alcohol-wise, I'll tell you about that" so, it wasn't me!!! I just wonder why these guys can't just fucking text the next day (or that morning, or that evening) "hey blah blah blah happened I'm really sorry. Give me another chance?" He must've known I was the forgiving type, or just thought, "wtf might as well try her", and he did, and he struck gold.

He kind of hung his head ashamedly as he spoke, and I softened. As I led him up the stairs, he spanked me and I giggled. Despite having only had 15 minutes to get ready, I felt confident and excited to see him. His texts had really caught me completely off-guard. I had all but forgotten him.

When we got to my bedroom, he sat on the edge bed and waited for me to make the first move. He just stared at me through these cute dorky glasses I hadn't seen him wear before. He never took them off! Guess he wanted to see well :)

I started kissing him and unbuttoned his button-down shirt at the same time, while kissing him. I undid the last button and opened it up to reveal that rock-hard body of his. So fucking gorgeous. He pulled himself out of the sleeves as I pulled down his sweatpants. Such a cute college boy. Did I tell you he's only 20????!!!

All that was left was his boxers, Hanes stretchy, dark blue, with his totally hard, erect penis poking through. I could see how excited he was; the pre-cum had soaked through. It was so exciting. I couldn't wait to let it out but I love the build-up. I lightly scratched him with my fingernails up and down his body, admiring my Abercrombie boy. As his cock throbbed for my touch inside his boxers, I smiled at him and as he stared at me, I touched him all over, admiring his muscles. I told him I was "drinking him up" he was so delicious. I remembered how fast he had cum that night and knew once we got going it would be all over, and I didn't want it to be.

He was laid back on my bed, sort of a half-sitting up position, with his legs spread wide open for me. Nice big balls, nice nice nice big erect penis, his handsome face staring at me, his arms behind his head just totally vulnerable to me. I wanted a picture so badly and asked him if i could take one. He shook his head no, and I asked him what he did with the pics he took of me. He said they were "snaps" (Snapchat) and they were gone. I said okay, good, alright, hoping he was telling the truth.

I love the anticipation of seeing a guys' cock, and I like to delay that moment as long as possible. I loved how badly he wanted me. I began by kissing him, then kissing his neck and biting it gently (reassuring him I wouldn't leave marks), then worked my way over his chest, his nipples, his torso, his six-pack abs. Yes, just like "F", he's got a six-pack. I licked them and sucked and kissed his tummy and made my way down the "V" (yes, he's even got a "V") and when I got to the elastic of his boxers, slowly turned it down and let that huge cock out. I slid them off him (he helped) and I began by licking the inside of his thighs and up and around his balls, taking them in my mouth.

He squirmed and moaned, lightly rubbing my arms while I gave him a nice BJ. He told me at one point how good I was at "giving head". I answered that I was good at things I enjoyed doing ;) I loved to stop and just admire this perfect specimen of a man. At one point, I was caressing him, and said, "nice quads!!!" and he giggled and said, "thank you!" I'm sure all the girls go gaga over his abs but leave it to me to be different and compliment him on his thighs hehehe He hasn't an ounce of fat on his body. He is YUMMY.

He said if I kept it up he was going to cum, so I stopped and smiled and he asked where the condom was (we had discussed it earlier--I said I had some). I reached over to my nightstand, where I'd taken out two and had set them on top. I grabbed them both, tore them apart and proceeded to tear one open and I placed it on the tip of his penis. I said I wasn't sure if I was doing it right LOL and he said "oops, it's backwards" and helped me put in on him. AGAIN, SUPER HOT. I love it when a guy touches his own penis. Mmmmmm.

Soon as it was on, he lifted me up onto it and I started fucking him. Mmmmm. I loved the look of ecstasy on his face. He watched me fuck him and he said, "you have great tits". I thanked him and pushed them in his face for his to suck on them, which he did.

It seemed he was letting me call all the shots and I really love a guy to take control, so I said, "I love being told what to do.....I follow direction well", and he responded by telling me to "get on your knees, doggy-style", so that's what I did. I pulled him out of me by lifting myself off him and doing as he told me. He got behind me, grabbed me by my hips, and thrust that big cock into my vagina and fucked me hard. It felt hard and good and I was the one moaning by this time and all of a sudden he pulled out and said he'd cum.

He got up and stood there with the cum inside the condom, looking so sexy and vulnerable. He held it in his hand and of course, I was still so turned on. I wanted him to stay but he didn't offer and I wasn't going to say anything to be rejected. He took it off and I took it from him and flushed it. We got dressed together, chatting about what he's studying in college, and it was really nice. I felt good with him. I loved the way he was so nice to me, not dismissive like he'd been that night.  So calm and centered, so sweet and comfortable being with me. I felt like it was the beginning of an ongoing thing.

We chatted all the way downstairs, and walked to the front door. He said something about how "close I live" and that "Tuesdays are good for him", so that made me feel good. We kissed and hugged and said our goodbyes, and he walked out the front door.

Mmmmm I can still smell him on my hands.

I think I need to go finish myself off now.

Third times' a charm--another hot afternoon with Adam!

I met Adam at the door freshly showered, hair and make-up done, wearing only a matching red-heart bra and boy-panty set. He had come straight from his graveyard shift job as a mechanic; it was 1:00 in the afternoon. Perfect. My house empty, kids in school, hubby at work, we were all alone. I couldn't wait to get him out of his black jeans, black shirt, and those scrumptious plaid boxers he always wears.

He is always so happy to see me. A big hug and juicy kiss is what he gives me first. I take off his black NY Yankees ballcap first: I give him such a hard time cuz it drives me crazy. He wears it backwards, tucking in his long, soft, gorgeous blonde hair under it. He is such a contrast. He dressed like this tough rocker dude but he's really as good-looking as an Abercrombie model. (with tattoos, that is). He's about 5-11, thin but not skinny, muscles but not bodybuilder crazy. He has pretty green eyes and a little scruff on his face, and this really, really, really beautiful blonde hair. It's stick-straight, and soft as a baby's. He has perfectly straight, perfectly white teeth, perfect lips, and his tongue is double-pierced. Wicked good looks and wickedly sexy. By the way, did I mention he's 26 years old??? Almost half my age. Mmmm.

I don't waste any time and tell him to take off his shoes at the door and let's head upstairs. I take him by one hand, the other holding a glass of Chardonnay. Yes, it's 1:00 in the afternoon and I'm drinking Chardonnay. My dog checks him out as does one of my cats; he talks to them and pets them and tells me he loves animals. I laugh and say, "My dog approves of you! Guess I'll let you upstairs!" He laughed and followed me up to my boudoir. 

I like how at ease I am around him; I love the way he talks. He talks about himself, about anything that pops in his head. I know more about him than I know about Mickey, who I've known for 8 years now. Yes, 8 years now. I've known Adam for less than 2 months. I love the way he'll talk about anything and everything. Like his tattoos, he wears his heart on his sleeve and tells me everything. 

We entered my bedroom and he plops right down on the bed, on his back, arms behind his head like he owns the fucking place. I wonder if he ever really thinks about the fact that he's in another man's bed. 

I sat near him on the bed and we chatted for almost an hour. I really enjoy being with him. He's a simpleton; not a complicated fellow at all, very easy-going and comfortable in his own skin. And I love the way he teases me and makes me laugh. I had to keep checking the time cuz I had to go to work at 3 unfortunately! I knew we didn't have much time together. I wanted to make the most of it. 

I love this part--the taking off of the clothes! I started to take off his belt and he helped; very sexy. I love watching a man undress. I love helping a man undress! He was down to his red plaid boxers and I marveled at his beautiful body.  I couldn't wait to taste him.

I put my now empty wine glass down on my nightstand and just climbed on top of him. I swayed my long hair over his face and chest and he giggled. I love the way he spanks me--hard! He kissed me deep and juicy, that pierced tongue just making me crazy. He put his hands on my hips and I dry-humped him, mmmm, yummy, feeling his hard cock under me. I wanted him so badly. 

I swished my breasts in his face for his admiration and he kissed and caressed them approvingly. I loved it. I loved kissing him and he seems to love kissing me. He undid my bra so he could enjoy them fully, and slipped off my panties. I was ready for him but there was still too many fun things to do first. I nibbled his neck, and enjoyed the banquet laid out for me. He is delicious. I took his cock in my mouth and stayed down there long enough to nearly make him come. I was aware of how his fingers and hands were lightly stroking my back the entire time. It felt loving, and I realized I a shift in my feelings for him. A crush maybe? I then slurped out his cock noisily and he giggled. We kissed and I knew I wanted him inside me. But not yet!

I slid off him and laid down next to him, and got my little bottle of lube. I playfully dripped it on his hard cock and he loved it. I stroked him while he fingered my pussy and it felt soooo good. Yum yum. Unfortunately, I was too aware of the time and couldn't really relax. By this time I had to leave for work in 20 min. It was time to get busy.

I climbed on top of him again and he slid himself inside me. No condoms for us--remember last week we agreed to be each other's "only".  Mmmm it felt so good. I love fucking him. He's got this amazing move he calls the "jackhammer" and it's amazing. No other guy has ever fucked me like that. He holds me really tight in his arms, and fucks so fast and hard I just scream in ecstasy. He does it over and over with like  15 seconds stop in between. It's so awesome. He's like the Energizer Bunny, I swear!

He flipped me over sweetly and got on top of me, and did his jackhammer move again and again. It felt so fucking great. He came so softly I actually had to ask if he came! I wasn't satisfied; I hadn't had an orgasm. He said, "you're phone alarm's going off" and I knew I had to get dressed and get to work. FUCK!!!!!!! So we hurried up and dressed and downstairs we flew. We chatted at the door about nothing and kissed another long juicy pierced tongue kiss. Yummm! He spanked me again and smiling ear to ear, we said bye to one another and he was gone. 

I wonder if my nosy neighbor was watching his truck peel out of the driveway! I don't even care. Oh, and I was 12 minutes late to work; messy hair, smeared mascara, and a big ol' huge fucking grin.

Drinks at noon, sex by 1:00!

I'm SO excited to meet my new boytoy!! He's gorgeous. He's got black hair, bright blue eyes, and really full lips, just like Mickey. Damn!! He has been persistent in texting me and we are meeting at noon tomorrow, halfway between where we both live. He lives only 15 minutes away from me!!! I am SO glad I finally found someone attractive who will HOPEFULLY show up!!!

I PROMISE to tell you all about it!

Did I tell you he's only 23???

Half my age.

Yum yum!

WOW!!!! B is back--full speed ahead!

OMG "B" hasn't stopped texting me, and today he called me 3 times. When I didn't answer, he texted me, "Pick up! Why won't you talk to me??" It was wonderful! I told him, "I'm at work. I can't talk." He said, "Just listen! All you have to do is listen!" I thought he was cute. I told him I'd go for a bathroom break and so I did and I called him back. It was amazing. His voice is smooth as chocolate pudding.

"Hi sexy!" he breathed with that velvet voice of his. "I'm so happy to hear from you!" We chatted for about 5 minutes--I had to get back to work. He told me, "You call me ANYTIME. I will pick up. Text me ANYTIME. I will text you back. You're #1". I was speechless.

It has been about 6 months since I last talked to him, so his response really caught me by surprise. He said he had never stopped thinking about me---even though I moved clear across the country. He's still talking about me having his baby! I played along, cuz I just can't understand a guy wanting someone he hardly knows to have his baby. He was all detail. He asked about my cycle and when I ovulate and all. Of course he then had to send me a pic of his 10 inch cock he was stroking thinking about us being together. He shot his cum into a shot glass and said, "Our children are in here!" I giggled, I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I said, "Aw, how sweet!" hahaha I really couldn't believe it. If I told anyone who this was they'd never believe me. I'd be on every tabloid cover. It's enough to want to just have his baby and I'd be fucking famous.

He said he doesn't really want to be a full-time dad, he knows how I'm such a good mommy and so loving and I'd raise him/her amazing. He said such sweet things to me. He said my hubby would be the "REAL" dad and that he'd of course want to stay in touch and see the child but wouldn't interfere. He said he'd be curious what it would look like and be like, if he/she was musical like him and talented. I just played along cuz it was fun--and I loved the connection with him.

We texted all morning until the phone call. I needed a break from him he was so intense. I said I would think about it. He said talk to hubby and see what he thinks. Believe it or not, I'd do it. It would be awesome. I wanted to have Mickey's baby--I told him that last time we talked--he said too he knew I'd be a great mom cuz I am one--but he's not ready yet. I told him to let me know ;)

I remember when B and I were fucking---me on top, and his phone was on the night stand. It fucking rang constantly. It was either ringing or he was getting texts, it was ridiculous. I remember saying to him, "someone's trying to get ahold of you", it was so distracting and annoying. He said, "oh yeah, it's always like that." Such is the life of a movie star. So--to have him say, "call me anytime, I'll pick up. Text me anytime, I'll text you back", felt amazing. I felt so important to him. Wow, me??? Number one on your list? Ahead of the directors and casting people and managers and everyone?? Wow. I was speechless.

I sent him some of the pics I took for Darin last night--he loved them!! He said I looked better than ever, and, I quote--"Mmmmm u r sexy mommy, sexier than ever. (Anna) your body looks soooo sexy and fertile, let's put a baby in there".  hee hee sooo cute!  

It's almost 2:30 am. I just had to tell you. I am smiling ear-to-ear.