Some Great Sex Memories

I was on a train for seven and a half hours...what's a girl to do in that time but daydream? :)

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I was 21 and at University. He was dark, intense and delicious with deep chocolate brown eyes. I was mildly obsessed and had foolishly left my three year boyfriend to be with him. I don't remember all the details but we'd been smoking weed and got rather frisky as a result. I remember him doing me doggy style; it was a pleasing view. Then he withdrew and came all over my back. We looked at each other and there was a pause and then we burst into hysterics for no real reason besides the ludicrousness of all his wet cum everywhere and me, lying helplessly waiting for him to clean it up.

We're good friends now. Sometimes we remember this together. Clearly it resonates in both of us as an image. Him: awkwardly mopping from my viewpoint, and me: ridiculously messy and comically vulnerable.

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Another dark, intense creature. I was on the verge of falling in love (notice a repeated pattern here?!) but he was dangerous and it was never going to end well. When he embraced me the coarse fibres of his beard tore at my face. I always came away looking mauled and sore. Red raw cheeks like I had acne. It felt very animalistic. He used to press down on my abdomen as he fucked me which seemed to increase the pleasure. When he came his breathing would become short and raspy, like he was being restricted of air. It really turned me on. This one time everything he did felt so perfect that afterwards my legs spasmed incontrollably and I almost wept over the intensity that shook my body. I've never experienced a thing quite like it. Maybe I felt this way because I knew it was never going to last...

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He was a sensual lover. Caresses and strokes, doing all that he could to please me, complimenting my hips and delicate piano hands (not that I ever fulfilled that ambition). He never took the chance to go down on me but I remember him kissing my inner thighs very gently and sweetly after sex like a form of 'thank you' and it totally endeared me to him. I told him we had a great chemistry not to be overlooked. He said that I brought out this side in him. One time we kissed and for some minutes our lips traced each others carefully and repeatedly - just the lips, no tongue, lingering...

I still think about it now. I hope I don't forget that.

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Annoyingly I don't remember a specific time anymore from my long-term ex. There are moments but they are vague - most blur into one another. I remember fucking in a field whilst the jack-russel looked on and a herd of cows wandered over to observe and interrupt. I remember straddling him in the back of some stranger's pick-up truck at the Full Moon party in Thailand, metres from the beach or him tipping my head back, off the bed, to force me to cum harder. Or the intensity I felt for him on MDMA at a rave and how I had to find him and be with him -nothing else mattered. Or laughing as he tried to fuck me on his rowing machine rather unsuccessfully. The videos...the photos, all the ways we explored.

Do you have any fond sex memories that stick out? I have some negative ones too...maybe for another post!

You know how I wrote about options...?

Well...one surprisingly presented itself -or should I say 'himself' as he is a person - to me on Saturday night. It just goes to show again how wrong I often am about these things. I always think 'nah...that will never happen.' - perhaps I underestimate myself  - and then I'm rather wide-eyed in disbelief and startled when things do actually happen.

It started like a normal night with dinner and some drinks round mine and we then popped out for a few more as it was still early hours. My intention was to then head home...

Fast forward through many red wines, beers and tequila shots and we've got some crazy dance floor antics. Its all a bit blurry (too many dance spins and twirls) but I was talking away as you do and engrossed in conversation and I don't know...the more you drink the more tactile you get... and before I know it I'm being enticed down the road at 3am in some direction nowhere near to home and then I'm waking up at sometime around 10am and wondering where I am and who left the lights on - oh that is actually the sunlight...!!!

I did wake up to a nice view - in more ways than one. His house overlooks the sea. The rest of the morning was spent nursing a hangover, feeling too sick to really move or do much else other than huddle shakily (me, not him) together under a blanket on the sofa. When I finally had the energy he lent me an umbrella and walked me to a place I recognised and I crawled home and into bed.

Before I had even properly digested the evening's events I realised I was due to talk to my Spanish friend on Skype (was it 4 o'clock already!?!) and that I would have to tell him because we don't really keep anything from each other.

I decided to go with the open approach. We're not dating and he's not the jealous type and I'd rather be truthful and totally 'me' with him. I was a little worried though. We talked and it all seemed to go okay but later he got in touch again and we discussed it all a bit more in-depth. I feel better about it now and whilst he isn't glad about my actions he's not upset either. We're 'cool' so to speak.

As for my work colleague...I have to face him today and see how the dust has settled. What this will all lead to I have no idea, no real expectation and I'm in no rush. He's a very nice man so I don't expect any dick head behaviour though.

Oh and in case you're wondering...it was the Sporty one.... 

Got To Get Me Some!

The lady I am staying with told me she hasn't had a kiss in 6 years recently. 6 years! I haven't had sex in two weeks and it is frustrating. Particularly so when it is the time of the month, as it is now. Also particularly so when once I was used to having it regularly. I've just been watching Mad Men and that has stirred me up too! Grrr.....

That is the one good thing about being in a relationship - sex on tap. This past year hasn't been dire but it could have been better. It started with an unexpected bang on New Year and was full of promise with a fling in London. This meant every time I visited the city I had a nice little set-up. 

The guy was adorable....possibly confused, but adorable. Nice warm smile, big brown eyes and he was very expressive and sensual in bed -liked to give massages. Hands down he was also the best person ever at giving head (this is a topic to be discussed in length sometime soon), which was exceptionally refreshing. 

I have this weird niggling feeling that he might have been bisexual though and in denial. He'd start sentences like: 'You know Ashton Kutcher, the really fit actor...?' and, maybe this is a terrible stereotype, but he loved George Michael and Wham and knew an awful lot about both - but then he was very passionate about music so maybe I'm being unfair? I don't know...it was just a minor vibe I picked up on.

The bugger though, decided to tell me that sex was off the menu at my birthday party. Another girl had come onto the scene so at least he was trying to be decent. Decent to her though...not me! It was never destined to be something major so I had a little grumble and then let it go. We met up recently for a drink, no hard feelings.

Around this time I also had a fling with someone I met on the Internet which lasted for about two months - I'll talk about this more another time too - and then there have been the last two bed sharing mishaps.

Oh and a few kisses here and there with foreign boys...a very sexy Italian (shame that never went further but probably for the best) and a super friendly Spaniard.

So what is around the corner? Would be nice to see some action between now and the end of the year... The lady I'm staying with says the boys here will eat me up with my blonde hair...I hope so! :) 

Guess only time will tell...