Tuesday, February 03, 2004
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 so well lately, I haven't felt the need to write in a long time.
And yet I have loads of stuff to tell you! I've hoped over the last few weeks that my desire to blog would come back. But it hasn't.
So I am officially throwing in the Blogger towel. This blog was SO important to me for almost a year. You guys know more about my life than probably anyone else does.
It was a wild and crazy year -- full of some amazing ups and some crappy lows. But I always was able to come home at night and tell you all what I was up to. And you actually read it!
I might start up in another location after a bit of a break. That might happen. I'm not thrilled that certain people who are no longer in my life are still reading this blog -- it's one of the reasons I am stopping this one. The next time I start up I will definitely not tell a soul. I'll keep this site up for a bit before I yank it down.
At the risk of sounding cheesy I want to thank all the fellow writers who have made me want to become a better blogger: Aleks and Leslie, Bacchus, Dirty Whore, Kinky Bits, Twiddly Bits, MBL and Daze.
Keep up the amazing work!
Thursday, January 15, 2004
I 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!
Friday, January 09, 2004
Hi 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 apartment is up in July.
I'm deliriously happy, in love and satisfied in all ways for the first time in my life. It's an odd feeling, really.
The only sour note over the holiday was BF who decided to come back into the picture on Christmas Day by trying to lure me out for a coffee. I declined the invite and found an 8-page letter in my mailbox where he again outlined his love for me, how right we are for each other, how he screwed up, how he wants to marry me ... blah...blah..blah all over again. I told him to fuck off. And, surprisingly, he has. Finally.
I'm finding it hard to blog lately. The title of my blog is "I blog because I can't tell anyone this stuff."
Well, I CAN tell The Guy about everything. So the raison d'etre of my blog is a little murky. I'm thinking about it all right now. The focus of this blog, when I will schedule it into my life -- everything.
I want to keep writing and tell you all about the things I've been up to. Like, for instance, I bought a tiny kilt the other day for a dirty scene I am setting up for The Guy -- complete with white blouse, pigtails, ruler and 3-inch fuck-me boots. I'll let you know how it goes!
Wednesday, December 17, 2003
I 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 were milling about. We had planned to linger but as soon as the above incident happened all plans to stay were thrown out the window.
I let him move the heel around a little bit more, then suggested that we leave. In a flash we got our coats; 20 minutes later we walked into his apartment.
We both dropped our coats on the floor, and he kissed me he moved me into his bedroom.
He laid me on the bed and ran his hands across my body.
"I need to fuck your ass," he said quietly.
There was no preamble. No foreplay. But I was so turned on by the prospect that I leaned on my side and waited for him to lube himself up.
Ever so slowly, he slid his eight inch cock up my ass. Just a little at first, then out again, then more and more. The feeling was indescribable -- I completely succumbed and concentrated on my mounting orgasm.
I moved my hand to stroke my clit. "Don't touch yourself," he said sternly. And slid his hand between my legs.
I let him bring to me to orgasm that way, stopping only to beg him to fuck me harder. Which he did.
I screamed as I came -- wave after wave of sensation washed over me. He looked down at me with steely eyes and a slight smile. I had given myself to him completely and that made both of us happy.
He massaged my back and shoulders while I came down off my high. And eventually his hands started to make their way downwards.
He looked very pleased to feel that I was wet with anticipation.
"Good girl," he murmured. "I want you to cum on my fingers. I want to feel your slippery wetness."
He then proceeded to torture me by teasingly stroking me...bringing me close to orgasm only to back off. All the while he told me what he wanted to do to me. It was absolutely amazing .. a non-stop erotic litany that turned me on like I never had been before. He teased me over and over again until he finally applied more pressure to my clit and brought me to an explosive orgasm.
But he wasn't done. Pausing only briefly, he moved between my legs and slid his cock into my drenched pussy. I moved my hips up to meet him, and grabbed his ass to pull him closer to me. I needed him to fuck me hard...I needed to cum again. He complied and I finally collapsed on the bed, my head completely clouded, every muscle in my body contracting.
He kissed my lips softly and said to me, "this is just the beginning but this is exactly how I want things to go."
And I realized that I had finally met someone who would be able to utterly satisfy me, someone with whom I could delve into my deepest fantasies.
I can't wait.
Monday, December 15, 2003
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 been going on.
After our breakup (and when he found out that I was dating The Guy) BF spent a couple of weeks making a major play for me. He told me he loved me, that I was the only woman he ever wanted in his life, that he could see us growing old together and finally that he wanted to marry me.
But -- unfortunately for him, I no longer felt the affection for him that I used to. Not to mention I was falling in love with The Guy.
Now BF does not like to be told 'No'.
Predictably, while he was proclaiming his undying love for me he started fucking Cute Pal. I also found out that Cute Pal had betrayed my confidence several times and spilled to BF. As you can imagine, neither of them are in my life anymore.
It's sad, really. I considered Cute Pal a very good friend. But the two of them do have one critical thing in common: they are loyal to no one but themselves. Maybe they are meant for each other.
Anyway -- what all this means is that this blog will be changing a bit.
1) Cute Pal won't be posting anymore. Sorry about this. I've been nothing but straight with her and I really don't liked being lied to and dicked around by my friends.
2) No more mentions of BF
Now...on the upside...there are many, many deliciously wicked details I will share with you about The Guy. He is an amazing lover and wonderfully kinky. I feel that sexually-speaking he will take me to another level. Just thinking about the future makes me shiver with anticipation.
I can't wait to fill you in.
I promise to start posting regularly again.
I blog because I can't tell anyone about this stuff...