tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54767272011-04-21T16:05:37.188-04:00DeeGee GirlI blog because I can't tell anyone about this stuff...Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comBlogger891100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1075846405924792572004-02-03T16:53:00.000-05:002004-02-03T17:15:56.950-05:00Hi All,
Again I apologize for not blogging as of late. Things with The Guy are fantastic! I have never been happier in my life. I've met someone who I share a brain with, who I can laugh with, live with, have the best sex of my life with.
Interestingly, though, my penchant for blogging seems to be gone. Maybe it's because we spend lots of time together or maybe because everything is going soDeegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1074192004849946562004-01-15T11:32:00.000-05:002004-02-03T17:17:14.076-05:00I am saddend to hear that fellow blogger MBL from Moving On has decided to stop writing his blog. But I do understand his decision. Blogging can be a form of therapy and when your life changes sometimes the need to blog disappears. Unfortunately for us, MBL was one of the better ones out there. We'll miss you!
Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1073675746155173272004-01-09T14:00:00.000-05:002004-01-09T14:17:01.450-05:00Hi everyone! Happy New Year! Merry Christmas! Happy Hannukah! etc....
I'm sorry about the lack of bloggage...Been alternately busy with visiting friends and family, sick with a cold and spending loads of time with The Guy.
I have had the best Christmas in years. The Guy gave me a honking diamond pendant necklace on Christmas Eve. We're talking about moving in together when the lease on his Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1071695989278957962003-12-17T11:01:00.000-05:002003-12-17T16:28:03.763-05:00I knew I was in trouble when The Guy pulled my high-heeled, boot-clad foot into his crotch. He gazed down at my leg which was resting on this thigh as he stroked the soft black leather, moving the stiletto heel just below his balls. When he lifted his head, I saw that he had 'the look' and I knew I was in for a very interesting evening.
We were at a Christmas party -- music was pounding, people Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1071511455470046212003-12-15T12:49:00.000-05:002003-12-15T13:05:06.140-05:00Whoa.
Well kids, it's been a wild three weeks.
So much has happened that I really don't know where to begin. But I've missed you all and thought about you often.
As Cute Pal's post details, I've basically fallen head over heels in love with Funny Guy. So much so that I think I'll change his name to "The Guy".
This post will be short -- I just wanted to quickly bring you up to speed on what's Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1070289361467729252003-12-01T09:35:00.000-05:002003-12-01T09:48:17.186-05:00Hi everyone,
Cute Pal here, subbing for DeeGee, who has been terribly busy keeping on top of events, so to speak, as of late, and therefore hasn’t been blogging as much as she should.
Here’s the bit which is going to take some explaining (DG said she wouldn’t even know where to begin if she blogged about this): the main event in the last week has been Funny Guy.
If you remember, we first knew Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1069635196017310942003-11-23T19:22:00.000-05:002003-11-23T19:56:43.340-05:00Three women told me they loved me last week.
It was my first week post-breakup. I had lots of activities planned but deep down was missing BF.
To compound matters, I decided to get a spine and told him that I couldn't be in his life or his kids' lives anymore. Period.
See, despite the fact that he dumped me, he still wanted to see me socially and wanted me to hang out with him and his kids. Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1069421461395215552003-11-21T07:56:00.000-05:002003-11-21T08:31:27.733-05:00And old friend of mine took me out last night.
He's been in my life for more than a decade and has gotten me through a couple of serious breakups.
We met at a local restaurant/bar, ordered a bottle of wine, lit our smokes and caught up on each other's lives.
Although we've messed around with each other in the past, we've never closed the deal. Mostly due to the fact that he's always been worriedDeegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1069248048113534912003-11-19T08:18:00.000-05:002003-11-19T08:21:12.640-05:00Ok..Ok...I messed up...Some people were confused after reading the post before last. They thought that I was talking about Cute Pal...when in reality I was simply talking about a pal of mine. But I understand the confusion and promise to reserve that moniker for Cute Pal...Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1069182037218378712003-11-18T13:58:00.000-05:002003-11-18T14:02:48.343-05:00Ha! Just filled Cute Pal in on last night. She called my party-pooper friend a cock blocker!
Funny...Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1069132166552090932003-11-17T23:50:00.000-05:002003-11-18T12:17:19.686-05:00Ah...what an evening...
Never one to waste time or rest on my laurels, I went out with my pal and a couple of cute camera men this evening. They were in from out of town on a work assignment and looking to have a good time away from home.
So off we went for happy hour drinks, then dinner, then a digestif at a strip club.
Actually this strip club is one of my favourites.
Not only are the women Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1068915311584328412003-11-15T11:49:00.000-05:002003-11-15T11:55:32.670-05:00The Update
Well...I went to a blow-out party last night and found myself having more fun than I thought I could given the circumstances.
I'm doing really well.
I think BF's decision was the best thing for both of us.
Everything is open for me now and that's a pretty great feeling.
We can be friends, I'm cool with that. In some ways we have no choice because we work in the same company and do Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1068813030077324552003-11-14T07:21:00.000-05:002003-11-14T07:30:49.576-05:00Breakup Part II
Hey, yeah, so everything was going ok. BF and were both very busy but not arguing, pretty much enjoying what time we had together. I was getting closer to his kids, they really, really liked me.
Which is why BF dumped me last night.
The fact that his kids liked me, that I was more and more integrated into his life was making him "uncomfortable."
He said I was his best friend, Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1068592745294404382003-11-11T18:16:00.000-05:002003-11-11T18:19:02.810-05:00Oh, yes, one more thing.
You might have noticed that Married But Lonely's site has unexpectedly shut down.
Seems that he mistakenly sent an email out using his blog email address -- so to protect his privacy he had to quickly close down his site. He does promise that he will be back soon.
Been there, done that my friend. Hope everything goes well!
Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1068592364327118562003-11-11T17:47:00.000-05:002003-11-11T18:13:28.736-05:00I've got so many things to fill you in on...but alas not the time to sit down with a smoke, glass of wine and my computer.
But in the mean time...I absolutely have to share a link with you.
This guy has taken ranting to a whole other level...and although his blog has nothing to do with sex, much of what he says resonates with me.
There's nothing more unattractive than a mamby-pamby, passive Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1067867933844854702003-11-03T08:13:00.000-05:002003-11-03T09:00:25.383-05:00So we celebrated BF's birthday on Friday.
Cute Pal and I headed over to my place a couple of hours before he was set to arrive. We needed to set the scene and also have a couple of glasses of wine to come off a tough week.
We decided to wear matching red lingerie -- negligees. After we showered and got dolled up we looked at each other with approval.
We both looked great, and there was a Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1067345587761079782003-10-30T10:54:00.000-05:002003-10-30T11:01:07.933-05:00I've been thinking about control lately.
Losing control, making sure you stay in control, exerting control on others.
Sexually speaking, I'm all for losing control. I can do that with BF and others -- no problem. I crave it and I honestly believe I need to be able to let loose sexually to be a happy person.
But when it comes to real life. Well, that's another story.
I'm almost always in control Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1067209590365607782003-10-26T18:06:00.000-05:002003-10-26T18:10:41.793-05:00Hi everyone,
Cute Pal here, very eager to weigh in on Increasingly Less Funny Guy, who after four dates is pretty close to making me lose my sense of ha-ha altogether. It's a shame, because he made a great first impression. The night we met, he came across as a laidback, self-confident wise guy and had a you-know-you-won't regret-it-if-we-fuck gleam in his eye - which turned out to be exactly Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1067100415945948112003-10-25T10:47:00.000-04:002003-10-25T12:49:51.753-04:00It seems the busier and more stressed out I get the more I crave a good, hard, intense fuck session. Some people work out at a gym to alleviate stress -- I like to fuck.
It's been a trying week for BF and me. Stressful at work, crappy weather, personal issues, health issues, me on the rag. Nothing serious, really, just enough to make you want to crawl under the comforter on your bed and not come Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1067017219080689852003-10-24T13:39:00.000-04:002003-10-24T13:40:18.586-04:00Kittens!
I am so excited that I had to interupt my busy workday to update you on a new development. Cute Pal is FINALLY online -- so she will be posting occasionally to this site. She promises to start tonight -- so stay tuned!
Later,
DGDeegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1066600668078080822003-10-19T17:40:00.000-04:002003-10-19T17:57:47.456-04:00So I basically blew off Funny Guy last week.
As far as I know everything has been going quite well with him and Cute Pal. Which is great. They seem to get along and both want a loose relationship with no limitations.
But ever since I hooked them up Funny Guy has been E-mailing and calling me.
Alot.
I think all he really wants to do is gab, which is fine with me. But when someone calls over andDeegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1066523271591861612003-10-18T16:42:00.000-04:002003-10-18T20:27:51.356-04:00Wow! It's been more than a week since I last blogged. What have I been doing? Have I been so busy having incredible, multi-partner sex that I haven't had a chance to get to my keyboard.
Alas, no.
I have been working and sleeping.
I find it's always like this when fall comes. Gone are those crazy days of summer when work was easy breezy and debauchery was the norm. Now, aside from working at a Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1065704506453296622003-10-09T09:01:00.000-04:002003-10-09T09:01:46.583-04:00Arrgh! What a lame-ass post. Sorry. I'm PMSing...Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1065702610811053282003-10-09T08:01:00.000-04:002003-10-09T08:30:10.670-04:00I was extremely pissed at myself this week.
It shouldn't have been a big deal but it turned out the be one all because I didn't stand up for what I wanted.
Let me backtrack.
On Monday I had drinks with Cute Pal and BF. The plan was that BF and I would head back to my place after a quick drink -- both of us have other jobs on top of our regular job and he needed to do work that night.
I was Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1065407325983411212003-10-05T22:03:00.000-04:002003-10-24T08:20:44.253-04:00Ahhh...what a wonderfully relaxing weekend I had. Aside from a few light chores around the house and some shopping, I spent the last 48 hours snoozing and reading.
BF was busy with his kids and Cute Pal was in New York so I was solo and loving it.
I find that my weekdays are jam-packed with activities. Most of the time I go out in the evenings during the week. So when the weekend rolls around IDeegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1065066095931535092003-10-01T23:28:00.000-04:002003-10-24T08:21:40.956-04:00Ok...I've got a few really good news items to report today.
#1) Bacchus is back! Yay! I don't know if he realizes that ever since he went on holiday, sex blogs all over the world have ground to a halt. That is, of course, except for the Naked Loft Party people who put all of us lazy sex bloggers to shame.
Welcome back, Bacchus! We missed you!
#2) Fuck it. Archives are coming back.
#3) I Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1064876783394320102003-09-29T18:54:00.000-04:002003-10-24T08:23:16.020-04:00There's a guy that I was recently introduced to who has piqued my curiousity.
He's totally my type -- funny, smart ass, sexually driven, confident, gregarious...
In a rare moment of "trying to be a good girl" I decided to set him up with Cute Pal. Seeing as he is my type, I'm thinking she will also like him.
I have a remarkable radar when it comes to picking out men that are good in bed -- Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1064755018379695822003-09-28T08:12:00.000-04:002003-09-28T09:19:39.903-04:00Oh...one more thing...in Thursday's comments, Jack Candlestick asked me to post a list of what I consider good fuck music...
So here you go -- here's what we were listening to on Friday night...
Theivery Corporation -- Exploration
Pixies -- Debaser
Breeders -- Cannonball (very, very hot)
Liz Phair -- Supernova
Smiths -- How Soon Is Now
Nirvana -- Come As You Are
Coldplay -- Clocks
Bran Van 3000 Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1064753375485566392003-09-27T21:27:00.000-04:002003-09-28T08:59:52.386-04:00I lifted my head from between her legs after I felt the shuddering and twitching subside. Moving up to the top of the bed, BF on one side of her and me on the other we sandwiched her between us until she came down off of her orgasm.
It had been a intensely strong one.
She had positioned herself on her side while BF slowly started fucking her up the ass. I moved to the bedside table to get Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1064280369931989852003-09-22T20:54:00.000-04:002003-09-23T07:47:11.060-04:00Ok...Ok...I'm back!
Fuck it.
I've missed blogging too! And, what I've decided to do is continue blogging as usual, but, not keep my archives up. One month is all that I will leave up online. We'll see how that goes, if I calm down, I'll bring back archives. I realize that this small step is really not protecting me in any way, but, damnit! It makes me feel better.
And, frankly, who give's a Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1063673755900640472003-09-15T20:38:00.000-04:002003-09-15T21:03:49.903-04:00Hi All! I know I've been a bad girl about blogging, but a couple things of happened recently and I really needed time to think.
#1) One of my friends who is also a coworker found this site. It was the breakup with BF that gave it away. Needless to say, he was beyond scandalized about the stuff in my archives.
I trust this person to keep all the information to himself, but, the shock of it all Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1063198587422988122003-09-10T08:56:00.000-04:002003-09-10T08:56:27.276-04:00I went to a magazine launch at one of the city's swankiest new hotspots last night. The thinking was that the driving music and free drinks would be a welcome distraction from the BF soap opera.
So I grabbed my hot coworker girlfriend and off we went.
We entered the club through a velvet roap, gave our names and were let into the inner sanctum. It was the usual club scene -- one, frankly, that Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1063144011423183012003-09-09T17:46:00.000-04:002003-09-09T17:47:49.750-04:00Had drinks with BF last night with the resolve to not rehash old things and try to move on, catch up, etc.. Which we did. For a bit. And then he started talking. About all the things we had brought up before. And I told him my take on things (see yesterday's post). He understood but he thought it was a bit simplistic.
We talked for a while ... calmly, rationally, honestly and with great Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1062981660584812862003-09-07T20:41:00.000-04:002003-09-07T20:41:00.536-04:00Hi everyone! I'm back from my weekend spa-town getaway feeling decidly better about things than I did before I left. Since Wednesday's post things have been flip-flopping incredibly. BF pretty much regretted what he said on Tuesday night right away. I, of course, resolved at that point to never ever consider dating him again. And then we both switched sides a few times.
Anyhow, we've spoken Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1062585475849868342003-09-03T06:37:00.000-04:002003-09-03T06:37:55.866-04:00Scratch that last post.
BF called last night and informed me that what he really meant by saying 'anything is possible' is that 'nothing is possible'.
I can't accept that.
It's over.
DGDeegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1062554324195216762003-09-02T21:58:00.000-04:002003-09-02T21:58:44.333-04:00So BF's and my very own version of the Yalta Conference happened last night. We met for quick drinks. He laid everything out on the table.
He's not a bullshitter -- which is bad on one way cause you hear the brutal truth, but good in the way that he follows through with action when he says something.
I've been with him for three years and seen lots to back this up.
So he agreed to about 90% of Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1062552027767726242003-09-02T21:20:00.000-04:002003-09-02T21:20:27.816-04:00So BF's and my very own version of the Yalta Conference happened last night. We met for quick drinks. He laid everything out on the table.
He's not a bullshitter -- which is bad on one way cause you hear the brutal truth, but good in the way that he follows through with action when he says something.
I've been with him for three years and seen lots to back this up.
So he agreed to about 90% of Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1062433969669784282003-09-01T12:32:00.000-04:002003-09-01T12:32:49.680-04:00So I'm having dinner with BF tonight. He called and asked me yesterday, told me he missed me and said he wanted to talk over dinner.
It's hard to sort out my feelings about this. Obviously, there's a part of me that feels like there is a glimmer of hope. Another part of me is dreading the evening. What if he low-balls me and tries to get me to cave on my demands? What if he tells me that he Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1062330334563537122003-08-31T07:45:00.000-04:002003-08-31T07:45:34.466-04:00So all hands were on deck last night.
Had a guy friend fly into town from the Virgin Islands, my best girlfriend come in by train from nearby, Cute Pal was out in full force and two guys I didn't know drove in from out of town to join us (friends of Island Guy). So three girls, three guys -- no waiting! Cute Pal and train girl both gave me the silent look of approval when they saw the two Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1062266728562547792003-08-30T14:05:00.000-04:002003-08-30T14:05:28.540-04:00Hey guys! I'm back and I feel like the clouds are starting to part a bit. I've had several discussions with BF since the "Big Split". And, more than ever, I think that I am definitely doing the right thing.
He's really quite broken up about this and wishes I would not leave. This is hardly surprising. I have given him everything he has ever wanted and asked for little in return. But I can't Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1062090217473060112003-08-28T13:03:00.000-04:002003-08-28T13:03:37.553-04:00Wow. Things can certainly change quickly over the course of a couple of days.
I'm not sure where to begin to explain why I decided to pull the plug on BF and my relationship.
We had been seeing each other for three years now. It wasn't an easy three years because of circumstance: He was married with kids when we met, he left his wife, he moved into his own place, he had financial troubles as a Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1062033492689710912003-08-27T21:18:00.000-04:002003-08-27T21:18:12.760-04:00Hi everyone. Just wanted to keep you up to date on what's going on while I'm on holiday. I broke up with BF last night. I'm pretty sure this is going to stick. I'll tell you all about it when I wrap my head around all that's happened.
Later,
DGDeegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1061908685893735932003-08-26T10:38:00.000-04:002003-08-26T10:38:05.966-04:00Whoa. Well my seduction plan definitely worked last night. A little too well, maybe. Let me explain.
Everything shook down the way I thought it would. BF walked in to a house filled with candles, me in a sexy teddy, music playing, massage oil at the ready. He smiled when he came through the door and took it all in. I walked up to him, handed him a glass of wine and gave him a long, deep kiss.
Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1061845265687810632003-08-25T17:01:00.000-04:002003-08-25T17:01:05.576-04:00Just came back from shopping for massage oils. Found a great one from a store called Fruits and Passion. It's got a musky, spicy smell that intesifies with body heat...
Yum! Smells amazing...
DGDeegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1061820226452437682003-08-25T10:03:00.000-04:002003-08-25T10:41:16.550-04:00I'm currently on holiday and have been finding it hard to schedule my posts. Bear with me -- I promise to get my act together.
Last night I was reading Twiddly Bits' site and I almost yelled out, Yes! Twiddly asked the question: Is arousal more goal oriented for men than it is for women?
In my experience it definitely is. Whenever I want to deep kiss BF in some semi-private place, like an Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1061554443943044272003-08-22T08:14:00.000-04:002003-08-22T08:14:03.973-04:00When BF and I first started seeing each other we were heavily into the dangerous side of sex. Our very own version of edgeplay.
Due to circumstances it was hard for us to see each other when we wanted to. So often we would go out and end up fucking in a parking garage, elevator -- wherever. This was a particularly dangerous thing to do because both of us are in fairly public positions where Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1061297950428899802003-08-19T08:59:00.000-04:002003-08-20T11:51:36.743-04:00I'm back! A little later than anticipated, but, I am here. After an exhausting weekend during which I managed to wreck both my lungs and liver I have started finally to catch up on some much-needed sleep.
I was a very good girl this weekend while I was away, hung out with friends called BF -- no hanky panky.
After business drinks guy, I started realizing that with my sexual aggresiveness or Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1060967438255265462003-08-15T13:10:00.000-04:002003-08-15T13:10:38.226-04:00I am simply too exhausted to post today kids. Got too much crap to do at work and then in the afternoon am heading off for the weekend. So, I'll be offline for a couple of days, but, I promise to post on Sunday night and let you know what happened during the weekend.
You might be wondering if all my wishes (see below) came true last night. Yep they all did! But, leave it to BF to mix things up Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1060877600835453382003-08-14T12:13:00.000-04:002003-08-14T12:17:54.223-04:00I'm seeing BF tonight. Alone. Here's my wishlist:
1) A couple of bottles of really nice, ice-cold Fume Blanc. A joint. Crusty bread and cheese for afterwards.
2) Good fuck music.
3) My wonderfully sexy Banana Republic black negligee. Clings to my body with a smidge of black lace covering my breasts. And a luxiouriating bath, resisting the urge to play with myself ...
4) I want him to kissDeegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1060776031616432872003-08-13T08:00:00.000-04:002003-08-13T23:26:47.300-04:00Tonight I think I want to post about a dark time in my sexual history. I always was a happy go lucky kind of person, sexually open and curious, and I really loved sex from the first time I did it.
In my early twenties I met a really sweet and cute guy. We started dating. Sex was OK. Not particulary plentiful, but it had its hot moments. This guy was perfect on paper...he worked in my field, Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1060616137412912292003-08-11T11:35:00.000-04:002003-08-11T11:39:49.923-04:00Don't you just love waking up in a post-fuck calm? Last night BF came over and took care of me. Which is a good thing cause I've been walking around so horny that I was literally restless.
I don't think we could have fucked any harder or deeper than we did last night. I'm quite flexible, it's easy for me to thrust my pelvis up with legs spread open almost at splits level. Which means as he Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1060461024113264262003-08-09T16:30:00.000-04:002003-08-09T17:04:28.323-04:00I've let two people that I know look at my blog. Cute Pal and, recently, my out-of-town lover. Despite the fact that these two people know me at my baddest, I was extremely nervous about both of them reading what I had to say. It's like showing someone your diary.
Lots of people know that I'm writing this blog, but they don't know the URL. And there's a really good reason for that. I don't Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1060367815832459152003-08-08T14:36:00.000-04:002003-08-08T14:36:55.813-04:00Well, I've got little to report today. And for that you can blame BF.
I was all set to work out my frustrations last night...had a bottle of wine open, slipped on a grey silk negligee, got all my toys out before he was set to come over.
I was thinking about you all, thinking that I'd have loads to talk about.
Well, in walks BF with the WORST sunburn I've ever seen. Lobster.
So he's like, "No, Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1060274366353229312003-08-07T12:39:00.000-04:002003-08-07T12:47:01.490-04:00Good Vibrations (the sex toy company) has declared that August is Anal Sex Month. So get out your lube and toys, boys and girls, we've got official clearance to go where lots of people have gone before.
To kick off the festivities, there's an excellent article on rimming posted on their magazine web site with dozens of suggestions to spice up the experience.
So just thought I'd pass that Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1060183969705620202003-08-06T11:32:00.000-04:002003-08-06T11:40:53.643-04:00I had drinks with Cute Pal last night and we did a semi-debrief of our romp on Sunday night.
We recalled a particularly funny moment from that evening that I want to share with you.
I can't remember the sequence of events very well, but at one point Cute Pal and I were getting it on alone. She was sitting on top of me, we were kissing and playing with each other... hands and tongues feverishly Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-106008720890305682003-08-05T08:40:00.000-04:002003-08-05T08:44:16.293-04:00Sorry about the delay in posting. I was completely incommunicado yesterday and too bagged at night to sit down and write. But I do have lots to tell you all about an interesting end to the weekend...
Cute Pal, BF and I met at his place around 8:30 Sunday night. We scampered upstairs to his apartment where we all changed into our bathing suits and then headed down to the pool area. Usually Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1059952874807315562003-08-03T19:21:00.000-04:002003-08-03T19:21:14.813-04:00Cute Pal and I had such a wonderful night together eating pizza I had made and watching movies. We curled up on the couch with our glasses of wine and smokes and languidly stroked each other while we watched the flicks. She had her hand in my hair, tickling my head. And I ran my long nails up and down her leg.
BF called late at night and I sensed he was tortured. Due to circumstances, he Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1059875312737170982003-08-02T21:48:00.000-04:002003-08-02T22:00:27.106-04:00Well, well, well, dear readers, have I a surprise for you. My cute pal is over tonight and she will be posting today's entry. I'm not shitting here -- would I ever lie about this? So...here you go, enjoy what my cute pal has to say...I'm gonna sit back, sip a glass of wine and let someone else do the work for a change.
Take it away, cute pal!
Hey DG fans,
So I just had the fascinating Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1059759740830854102003-08-01T13:42:00.000-04:002003-08-01T13:42:20.893-04:00Can I talk about a kinda gross subject today? It's on my brain as I sit at my computer with an aching back and cramps.
As regular readers know, my little threesome group is trying to set up another encounter. Tonight was looking good, until, I looked into my agenda and saw that my period was due. And of course it came right on schedule. Which is great. Sort of.
So much to everyone's Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1059655204173746442003-07-31T08:40:00.000-04:002003-07-31T08:50:21.366-04:00Had cocktails with business drinks guy last night. (No, I did not fuck him) He was almost levitating out of his seat as he talked about our encounter a couple of weeks back. It was cute because he was so earnest and blown away by what happened to him. But, by the same token, a turnoff. The guy is simply too young, too inexperienced and too conflicted about his own sexuality.
He had this Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1059581697287838802003-07-30T12:14:00.000-04:002003-07-30T12:16:55.943-04:00I was reading the really well-written and thoroughly arousing Naked Loft Party site this morning and got to wondering: What is it that compells some people to push their sexual limits? Why is it that there are those who push the envelope by engaging in group sex, BDSM etc... while others are perfectly happy fucking the same person for 40 years? (editorial note: shudder!)
I obviously don't have Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1059509498833876382003-07-29T16:11:00.000-04:002003-07-29T16:21:43.423-04:00I read the DW's post this morning which was a reaction to a bit posted on Sexblogs.org that criticized the name Dirty Whore Diary. I read DW's response which was fine, but, felt unsettled after reading the criticism itself.
The guy wrote:
"I wince everytime I look at Dirty Whore Diary, for example, even though I think it's a great read; the name of the site just bothers me. Sex is already hard Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-105948104976701032003-07-29T08:17:00.000-04:002003-07-29T08:19:06.000-04:00Boy, oh, boy am I a tired slut this morning. As predicted, BF and I had one of our more intense fuck sessions last night. We get that way when (A) we are really, really horny and (b) haven't fucked for a while.
What usually happens is we start kissing and after about ten minutes he looks at me and says, "I am going to fuck you now...right now."
I guess lots of people would prefer the foreplay Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1059444494778892762003-07-28T22:08:00.000-04:002003-07-28T22:08:45.836-04:00Dear readers, I must apologize. BF is over, and I am now going to get the shit fucked out of me. I know -- it's not politically correct to be SO excited about being completely and utterly dominated for the next two or three hours. But, damnit!, I earned it. One whole fucking week with no sex!
It's 10 p.m. EST -- in a half hour I will be writhing on the couch, babbling incoherently between my Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1059427128733795462003-07-28T17:18:00.000-04:002003-07-28T17:18:48.743-04:00Due to a very busy morning and afternoon, this is the very first chance I have gotten to blog.
I sent a note out to business drinks guy who looks like he has cooled down over the past couple of weeks. Thank goodness, his puppy-like exhuberance was quite a turn-off. Meeting him for cocktails on Wednesday. Must repeat: I will not fuck him, I will not fuck him...
Argh! Gotta cut this short...
Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1059321124484551292003-07-27T11:52:00.000-04:002003-07-27T14:51:08.683-04:00I'm in a bit of a quandry this morning, sitting here at my computer planning my week. I tend not to do too much on weekends, just enjoying the fact that I have time to myself. Bit of a solitary person, I am.
So here's how this week shapes up. I've got BF booked in for 2 or 3 nights. One of those will likely include my cute pal for a menage a trois, part deux. One night I want to spend alone Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1059274578214082472003-07-26T22:56:00.000-04:002003-07-26T22:56:34.920-04:00The Dirty Whore has been blogathoning since 9 a.m. this morning. I say, kudos to you! And all you sex blog enthusiasts out there should pledge some cash to support her cause. Plus -- if you do -- we all get to see some new yummy pics from her collection. And, they are some fine, fine pics.
Went out with my cute pal tonight and friends. It's all great, but, why is it that I can't wait to spend Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1059228857741585982003-07-26T10:14:00.000-04:002003-07-26T10:14:17.763-04:00Hey...just thought of something...think people who go on first dates don't necessarily end up fucking each other? How odd.Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1059228443250687682003-07-26T10:07:00.000-04:002003-07-26T15:57:48.420-04:00A really good 30-something male friend of mine went on a date last night. And by date, I mean the whole kit and kaboodle. Drinks, dinner, movie... This made me think long and hard about the last time I went on a bonafide date. Seriously, I'm thinking it was like five years ago.
Usually, if I know that I want to fuck a guy, I do away with all the bullshit of a first date. Let's go for drinks,Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1059131237529626412003-07-25T07:07:00.000-04:002003-07-25T08:35:57.540-04:00I got to thinking about blowjobs the other day after reading this pretty bad how-to article. It went into great detail about where to put your hands, how hard to suck, what rythmn to stroke...impossible to remember when you're actually doing it.
Personally, I have two simple rules when it comes to blowing. Do these two things, and guys will be dropping their pants left, right and center.
#1) Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1059049086492970392003-07-24T08:18:00.000-04:002003-07-24T15:08:30.390-04:00After my last week of sex gorging, I thought on Monday that I would NEVER want to shag again. Spent the two nights being a good girl and woke up this morning horny! Yay! Luckily I am seeing BF tonight for a good, long fuck session.
You know what one of the downsides is about threesomes? You get plenty of foreplay, but if you want to be fucked until you black out, you're out of luck. Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1058975516868212852003-07-23T11:51:00.000-04:002003-07-25T17:40:54.616-04:00Wanted to share a list of a few threesome do's and don'ts I've come up with.
DO try to pay attention to everyone equally.
This is a biggie in my book...depending on the position, it's not always easy for the third person to join in. If they're out of the loop watching, don't let them do that for too long. Gotta always think about what's going on.
DO have a sense of humour
Yeah, a threesome Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1058974875518733672003-07-23T11:41:00.000-04:002003-07-25T17:42:13.643-04:00Ok...instead of a glass of wine, I've got a cup of coffee with me as I write this. I was all set to sit down last night, but the 11 hour day and the couple of cocktails I had after work got to me and I fell asleep on the couch just after 9:30.
So let's see...where were we?
Basically our threesome lasted for two days...by the end of it we were beyond spent, having covered pretty every position Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1058882321683302742003-07-22T09:58:00.000-04:002003-07-22T09:58:41.556-04:00Ok...Ok...I know I haven't posted in a few days. But here's my excuse -- I was out of town and away from any internet connections. So you see, it's not my fault.
What was I doing, you may ask...Well I was out of town doing a threesome weekend. It was phenomenal and I can't wait to tell you all about it.
I promise to tell you the whole story over a glass a wine tonight.
See ya then,
DGDeegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1058471054337733822003-07-17T15:44:00.000-04:002003-07-24T15:03:45.830-04:00OK, so here's the scoop from last night, as promised. Basically met guy for business drinks. Had a few too many. Met bi-pal who was also half in the bag. Ended up fucking both. Sigh!
Was going over this with my pal this morning (she slept over after we kicked business-drinks guy out). She agreed that it was basically a drive-by threesome. And, that heady with a sense of power, we decided to Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1058438967517517662003-07-17T06:49:00.000-04:002003-07-17T06:49:27.413-04:00Just wanted to give a quick update about last night...
Met a guy for drinks after work. It was supposed to be all business, he was pitching me an idea.
The guy was kinda cute, sweet, funny and -- gosh darn it! -- spunky. Do guys realize how much that counts for? He was upfront and flirty in a way that made him far more attractive that he actually was. Guess the three glasses of wine did not Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1058377023366908372003-07-16T13:37:00.000-04:002003-07-16T13:37:03.410-04:00Been thinking lately about how predatory I've become, sexually speaking. I used to wait for stuff to happen -- which it did ocassionally. Now, I don't have the patience to wait. I'm the flirty girl, who drops sexual double entendres all the time. Or who comes up with dirty jokes and innuendo.
The result is that people seem drawn to me ... both men and women. It's pretty cool, really.
There'sDeegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1058280992642454462003-07-15T10:56:00.000-04:002003-07-25T17:43:13.683-04:00Yay! Someone's actually reading my smutty diary. I gotta say, this is somewhat gratifying, I hope whoever is out there is enjoying my life.
I had drinks with my cute bi-pal (and suddenly my newest lover) last night. We couldn't help but talk about our threesome on Saturday. I was telling her how hard it was to recount every single detail from that night and she agreed.
Like for instance, atDeegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1058202957747337872003-07-14T13:15:00.000-04:002003-07-15T10:57:07.876-04:00Sorry about ending my last post so abruptly. The night before's activities resulted in four hours of sleep and suddenly late on Sunday, I felt exhausted.
So let's see...where was I?
After meeting for drinks we ended up back at my place, where we settled in on the couch, glasses of chardonnay in hand. Not wanting to waste a minute of time, my out-of-town lover bent down and kissed my cute pal. Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1058151120448526882003-07-13T22:52:00.000-04:002003-07-13T22:52:00.323-04:00Oh. God.
I don't even know where to begin. I keep flashing back to last night -- my wonderful threesome with my bi-pal and out-of-town lover -- trying to figure out what I will blog about. Let's start at the beginning. This might take a while, so settle down, grab something to drink and smoke while I tell you about my wonderfully naughty evening.
We all met for drinks. The two of them had Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1057941269079741782003-07-11T12:34:00.000-04:002003-07-24T15:04:57.713-04:00mmm....don't you just love women? They're just so yummy...
My bi-pal slept between me and BF last night. She curled up beside me while I stroked her hair and her face. I was sorely tempted to plant one on her 'cept it was already extremely late and we all had to get up early. And, I wanted to make sure she was in good shape to rock with me and my out-of-town lover this Saturday.
So like a Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1057887814543224642003-07-10T21:43:00.000-04:002003-07-10T21:43:34.463-04:00Ugh...just spent a night with normal people. It's not that I have anything against having a family, house, spouse and in-laws. Lots of people do it and a few years ago I was ready to take the plunge. It's just that it brings home the fact that I am not one of these people. I'm odd and deviant, a pleasure seeker.
I have one cool male friend who is happily married with two kids. We have the same Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1057779818486563992003-07-09T15:43:00.000-04:002003-07-09T15:46:36.960-04:00When I started my little blog, I decided to post every single, goddamn day...And look at me now, three days overdue...
Truth be told lots has been happening.
I'm in the process of setting up this threesome (FFM) with my out-of-town lover who will be IN town on Saturday.
One of my sweet, cute girlfriends has been giving off bi-vibes lately...and I got the two of them together via email in the Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1057460543915774582003-07-05T23:02:00.000-04:002003-07-05T23:02:23.846-04:00Oh...one more thing...
My wonderful out-of-town lover is coming into town this weekend. Yay!
I'll fill you in tomorrow on what sexual tricks I have planned for him...
g'night...Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1057460020663922962003-07-05T22:53:00.000-04:002003-07-05T22:53:40.560-04:00About last night....
I had sweet sex with a beautiful younger guy last night. A very good friend came into town this weekend with his pal, Chad. From the first second that I laid eyes on Chad, I knew I wanted to fuck him. He was tall, fit, with an engaging smile and bright, intelligent eyes. (Why does it sound like I am describing a dog? Wet nose?)
I grabbed one of my best girlfriends and out Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1057257746032583682003-07-03T14:42:00.000-04:002003-07-24T15:05:56.880-04:00Ever notice that when it comes to sex, when it rains, it pours?
BF. and I have been trying to set up a threesome with a hot chick that's a pal of ours. It seemed to be picking up steam when we all ended up on the couch one night, feeling each other up.
But then quickly came crashing to a halt when we invited her along with us for a weekend and she backed out after agreeing to join us.
Grrr..Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1057165614095891242003-07-02T13:06:00.000-04:002003-07-24T15:06:56.500-04:00About last night....
I'm in a great mood cause I got rogered but good last night. Some people came over last night including my regular lover, BF. After a few drinks I was almost going out of my skin hoping the visitors would leave so I could attack BF. Finally at midnight the last of them left...
BF got up walked to my bedroom and came back with my toy bag...without a word he took off his Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1057010542952201772003-06-30T18:02:00.000-04:002003-06-30T18:02:22.993-04:00I've been thinking about growing older, lately. As friends around me settle down and get married and pop out kids, I feel slightly quesy sipping my glass of wine listening to them talk about their lives.
It's not like I'm not happy for them -- hey, if that's what they want then go for it!
I do sometimes wonder if my independance, careerism, and menage of men makes me weird.
I have a friend Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476727.post-1057001871741122342003-06-30T15:37:00.000-04:002003-07-24T15:00:47.130-04:00Hi anyone who happens to be reading! This is my first time putting together a blog...I've been thinking about it for some time, especially as I read all the cool blogs out there.
So here it finally is! I'm really excited about sharing my thoughts every day with pretty much anyone who wants to listen.
Who am I and why should anyone out there care what I say?
I'm a 30ish woman, I work on the Deegeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798158531822845490noreply@blogger.com