Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Good sex and lots of drugs

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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