Confession Time

So occasionally I'll leave out a detail here and there on this blog or omit a story all together because it is something I am ashamed of or wish I hadn't done or it just didn't feel like the right time to share it. Now how my mental sensor decides what to omit, I don't know (well sometimes I do but I just need to get over it). But from here on out I promise to report it all. Feel free to run away screaming now or dive under your desk and suck your thumb. I will leave out a story only if it would cause extreme harm and pain to someone else - and they would find out that I wrote about it.

Let me digress for just a moment and then I'll elaborate on a few of the "details" I have omitted. There are only three large ones that are from recent posts.

The concept for this blog started out more like a personal journal for me. I wasn't going to tell people about it. Those of you who know me know that I'm not that great at keeping secrets. Let me rephrase. I'm great at keeping a secret if you ask me to, but not so great at keeping MY secrets. I like sharing and interacting and honestly like to have the attention. I started to tell a few people about it. Or I would just tell some of my stories. People liked the blog and people liked the stories. So I told the latter about the blog. A lot of you out there know me personally and I have no idea who this may have been passed on to and you don't know me. I hope you've enjoyed and I'm ready to take it to another level. I may even recount a few stories that happened before I started this blog just to help clear up some background and lay the foundation for the future and some of them are just plain funny. I really wish I would have been down with the blogging when I left the AXH because it would have been great to see the change in my emotional state as well as a play by play on all the random sex I was having. I'm not talking crazy hook up every day but there have been enough. A lot of them have been mentioned. I felt like I was trying to make up for lost time and feel wanted and desired. And most of those hookups sucked! (I think I'll do a blog listing these guys as a reference for you readers so I don't have to explain them when they come up...undecided on that...) That is why I'd move on. But I was still emotionally detached from sex at that point - as I've been with most guys most of my life. I'll explain later. This blog is about some of the things that have happened since I started blogging that I've left out.

Med: So I mentioned that he wanted to hook up with me two weekends ago (see Fuckable). I was pissed at the time. Then I got horny. So Thursday night we are chatting online (that sounded so Napoleon Dynamite) and I give him the ok to come over. The first time we had sex when we initially met it was great. Awesome! And that is a rare thing for me. That occurred late spring/early summer or so. I'm not really good with time frames for recounting events. Good thing I blog now so I can remember my life. We had sex a few more times when we were briefly seeing each other and it never even came close (no pun intended - sort of) to the first time. But after a while your memory just stores the highlights.

He shows up and we start kissing. He is a great kisser. I remembered that part correctly at least. We quickly move to the bedroom and start having sex. (Don't worry kids - I always use protection just in case you're wondering. Just assume that is the case in all these stories...not going to give you that sort of play by play unless necessary.) As we start having sex it gets eerily quiet and I remember...he is a silent fucker. He makes virtually no noise at all during the whole thing. You can't tell what he likes, is pretending to like, doesn't like, if he's even alive (other than the fact that he is fucking me). This is so freaky! I'd forgotten. Well I won't forget now. It makes things terribly weird. However there isn't much silence to endure. To my disbelief he cums almost immediately and says, "That was it."

All I could respond with was, "Seriously?" With someone who is silent you really have no idea what is taking place. I almost laughed out loud.

He responds with the following which actually caused me to start laughing. I'll paraphrase but it goes a little something like: "I even jacked off at like 7pm tonight so I thought I would last a lot longer. Oh, well." What can you say to that? Even now I'm still laughing over this exchange. We chat for a while. I wasn't even turned on enough to see if he wanted to go again. The magic of it all was gone. I figured I'd just masturbate after he left.

As he's leaving he actually gets this sly grin and asks if he can see me again that week. I immediately laugh! I can't help it! I say, "Seriously? I don't think so." Did he think I was impressed with the sex I actually almost missed!?

That is why I swore off casual sex in Having A Moment. I know I'll change my mind somewhere around the time when masturbating starts to get really old and I'm drinking. Bad combination. I get so horny when I drink.

Moving on...

While pole dancing for the AXH he asked if I'd dance topless so he could save this for the "spank bank." (His words not mine.) I agreed.

Moving on again...

I had a threesome a few months ago. Twice.