The sex was just good, not great. In the past it was great. I don't know if it was me or her or us or just the day...blame it on nerves. It had been a while since I dallied and I had my usual fear of being set up and arrested. That tends to make the willy less than cooperative.
She was looking wonderful, a little more padding on the butt, however apparently the bubble but thing is in. Also, by a little more I mean just a little, still very attractive. It was a kiss and a hug, a blowjob for a moment then a little pussy licking...hat on and ride.
The biggest issue: she was a little dry.
I always take that personally, I tend to go long and I was sweating, it was hot in the room. Positions were not very creative. I wanted to get more creative but I also felt like I was almost ready to cum over and over...but I didn't. It got to the point where I just wanted to cum. So I pulled out and jacked off onto her chest...classy...I know.
I was thinking of round two but she was not that into it, I am sure if I asked she would have. I was also missing the girl who I used to see. It is weird how the mind will play with me like that. It was a hot time but it was expensive and did not really match my expectations...my fault 100%.
Everything else since then has been a busy and weird comedy of errors. On Mothers day I got a message from a friend who I still know but we don't really fuck anymore, it was ill timed and my wife saw it and guessed the worst. I used the truth, I get drugs from her, I am not sure if things were accepted but it has gone away. I am sure it will rear it's head sooner or later, nothing is forgiven or forgotten in my life.
I went out of town and dropped acid in Las Vegas. It was good and eye opening and everything that I remember it was. I was, however, alone all night. There was part of me who wished I had someone that was non-judgmental and playful and just liked to party when it was party time.
I have been writing some erotic fiction recently, none of it worth sharing. I like writing it for me to read it, it gets my fantasies organized and forces me to finish them. They end up being a go to for me when I get horny and need something to get me off.
I miss my play time but I like the simplicity of just jacking off and not having to deal with or pay for people...lol.
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