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A Reprint from my other blog: Can you believe what I did today? This married guy I had been e-mailing and had met in the course of just business found out about my blog. I decided to trust him, after some of the very blunt conversations we began having, and I gave him a reader password to it. So today he asked me if I wanted him to show me an interesting place to have public sex around this town. I said sure, and I was very nervous, and it just so happened that my coworkers saw me getting into his car and gave me curious looks. To top things off, my car alarm went off and I had to get close to it to turn it off, and then my Jesus-crazy friend and coworker happened to be having a picnic outside and saw me. He picked me up from work. Once we got into his car, I didn't know what to expect. We talked -- me, a little nervously -- and he slipped his hand down into my lap and lightly touched me. I could tell he wanted to fuck me. I was feeling very heady because of all of the things we'd discussed via e-mail, and I was really ready. We went into the laundry room of an old hardly populated apartment complex. He shut the door and began to kiss me roughly. He grazed his finger across my lips, knowing from our e-mails that this turned me on (I'm really glad he read my blog now, because he knew it was okay to be rough). He sucked on my nipples and took off my shirt and then with an amazingly talented tongue and fingers, went down on me on a chair in the room. I kept thinking about how funny that long after we were gone, my juices would remain as a reminder of our encounter. At one point, we heard the voices of two or three people in the complex, and then they were gone; but that still did not deter me. I would have done them too, the way I was feeling and the thought made me excited. He laid me back and licked me so erotically that I had an orgasm. He slapped me lightly and told me what a dirty little sl*t I was, and I became even more turned on. I realized that I liked being told what to do. That's something I had never experienced. He surprised me by shoving his whole fist inside of me. No one had ever done that before to me. He grabbed my head abruptly and pushed me down to his nether region to give me a chance to have a go at him too. I accepted willingly and enthusiastically, and I could tell he enjoyed it that I knew what my mouth was made for. I gave him teasing looks as I did so. It's great that I've found someone who seems to be just as sexual as I. We can really have some fun. He braced his hand against my neck and held me against the wall while he moved inside me from behind. I took off all of my clothing, not caring for that period in time, if anyone heard us or saw me. He ordered me around, and I loved it. I was his obedient little wench for that time, and I sure didn't mind. He gave my breasts and my face a good "showering down" before we were done. I asked him to call me tonight, and told him I had the idea to try another public place, to screw behind the local bar that we enjoy going to, maybe after a few drinks. That would be my idea of fun. So, I think he's going to call about that, or either we are going to do it in his office, and I'm going to wear my high-heeled go-go boots and nothing under my skirt. When I came back to work after a marathon clean-up session in my shower, my religious coworker smiled and asked (as I'd known she would), "So, who's the guy?" I am a good b.s.'er, so I scrunched up my face and said, "Oh, him! Oh, no, he's married! He's just a friend of mine who had lived in Europe at one time, and he's always asking me to go to lunch, so I went." She seemed disappointed that there was no story there. But I'm the one who asked for it, because I used to always share my personal biz with her, telling her about psycho ex and everyone else in my life. But I will refrain from discussing my sex life with her. According to her, a single woman should not have one! She is a wonderfully nice person, but she would not understand. She wears with pride the fact that she was a virgin when she married her husband at like 23! Well, goody tooty for her, but I like to have my steak before I chain myself to it, thank you; and if the meat ain't prime, then I don't want it. It would solve a lot of marriages that just should have never taken place, if they had gotten that out of the way FIRST. That is my total belief. That old addage of "Why buy the cow, if you can get the milk for free?" That is such bull. Nowadays, a guy or gal would be better to test out the equipment, have some fun and such and then decide if he/she wants it or not. Too many guys marry these women who hold out on sex, keeping their intimate "piece" like a treasure, a diamond ring, a carrot barely out of his reach. They make it plain and clear that "no huggy, no kissy, until I get a wedding ring." But, then, what? The guy marries her and discovers sex is terrible, and then he's messing around on the side, and she's lonely and looking, and they pop out some to make themselves feel better... I mean what is life about without some good NOOKIE? I don't get the point! BTW, the guy I'm writing about is a J., but a J. in Casper. I asked his opinion on Drew, the guy I had dinner with this week. I said that he seemed kind of like a stuffed shirt and wondered if I should accept his offer to have dinner again. And J. ordered me to do so and told me to make sure I screw him for him. That got me going, so I said that yes, I would do it for him and then tell him all about it. Now I actually find myself curious and wanting to keep the dinner date, when previously I wasn't sure. Maybe it will be my chance to make a first move on a guy. I swear, for all of the craziness and the wildness in me, I have NEVER made a first move on a guy. I guess I'm afraid I will be turned down or something. Funny how that works. Guys go through it all of the time, but even an average woman these days can just flash her p***y, and she can meet at least one guy. J. told me he was turned on by the way M. was putting his hands all over me at the bar the other night, and how he was reaching under my dress. I had almost forgotten we were that up close and personal in public, because I had let myself get a bit drunk. But I no longer hate PDAs, like I used to. I think it can be sexy (maybe for no one else who doesn't want to see it, but for us it was). I'm beginning to learn that I may be a bottom or a sub-curious gal, one. |
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7/21/2005 1:00 am |
Very well written and even better getting the job done~~u sound so excited and aroused it is definitely making me aroused reading it. I do hope we can meet ...all 3 or 4 or more and get u ready for J. If you cum to Sturgis or the Black Hills for the rally, I have a place u would b welcome to stay and play all u want. See u soon.
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7/29/2005 3:13 pm |
Nice story I loved reading it I got all horny just thinking of how much fun you must be. I would love to get together sometime when I am in Casper and help you with any or all of your fantasies. neednluvin1{=}
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