I'm Not Telling

I know I promised to come back with details from Saturday night, but I've decided to keep this one to myself. I'm not sure why, but it felt special and I want to hold on to it just a little while longer. So, for now, you'll have to live with the highlights.

I did see Charles. I got a text from Melanie when I was on my way over there. She said that she was coming, but then changed her mind. Oh well...maybe one day. As for my time with Charles, it was wonderful. There was sex and cuddling and talking and more sex and sleeping and more sex and then he threw me out and sent me back home. (He didn't really throw me out, but I know he's reading and he'll get the joke.)

TMI Tuesday

1. Which traits from your parents do you see in yourself?
From my mom, I can get along with just about anyone regardless of the background, race, socio-economic level, etc. I think I have my dad's temper, but I've been working on that and it's gotten better.

2. Which traits from you/your partner do you see in your children (if you don't have kids, which would you like to see)?
Physically, all of my kids look like me. They are all inquisitive and have a thirst for knowledge. As for the not-so-good character traits, they sometimes have smart mouths and can be impatient.

3. How did you get the birds-and-bees talk?
I never got that talk. My grandmother tried to have it with me when I was around 12. It was too late by then. I told her I already knew, so she asked me to tell her what it was I thought I knew. So, I did. That was the end of the talk.

4. What was your favorite childhood book?
Peter's Chair by Ezra Jack Keats and The Pokey Little Puppy

5. What is your favorite piece of erotic literature?
The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty by A. N. Roquelaure (Anne Rice)

Bonus: What is the one thing you wish you could go back and tell yourself as a child?
Explore different professional options, girl!!!

Double Bonus: If your life were a book or movie, what would the title be?
Just Me, Drama-free

While the Cats Away

Charles's wife left town this morning. She's going to visit her mom for Mother's Day. So, I'll be hanging out with him tonight. I tried to convince him to ask his friend, Melanie, to join us. I doubt if that happens, but I think it could get real interesting if it did.

Of course, I will be back with details as soon as possible.

HNT - The Eyes Have It

Since I showed off Charles and my Sir's eyes, I thought I'd keep up the trend and post Jay's eyes today. I live the way they look when he's sad. It's when he's most vulnerable and it feels like I can just see all the way into the depths of his soul. Happy HNT everyone!!

TMI Tuesday

1. Have you ever bought a membership to a porn site? If yes, what is the most recent one and did you like it?
Yes...Hentai Movie Planet...If you're into hentai it's worth it.

2. Would you rather watch a erotic/porn movie, read a story, or listen to an audio? Why?
Read a story...the mental picture I get in my head turns me on more than anything else.

3. If you have a significant other what do you do for each other to get in the mood? If you don't what would you kind of thing could a future potential long term partner do to get you in the mood?
I'm real flirty so I'll flirt with him or rub up against him to try to get a rise (pun intended). He has a few tricks to get me hot, but I won't post those. They're just between us.

4. When it comes to sex, how much do you talk about it with others? How comfortable are you talking about sex?
Well, I talk about it here all the time, so I'd say A LOT. I'm pretty comfortable talking about sex.

5. What are the last 5 things you search for on Google (or another search engine)?
moorhens (for a kid), voles (again, for a kid), snoring, spider bite, Chrisette Michele

Bonus: Have you ever had a fantasy that you were ashamed of?
Nope.

After the Sex

After I visited Reginald the other day, I called my Sir. He asked my to put what occurred on that call into words and email it to him, which I did. Here's the email...


I haven't yet, but I will eventually put this in my blog. I know it's short, but I swear it's all just a daze (in a good way). I remember you saying something about me being "so willing"...what was that again? Beyond that, I have no clue. I kinda get caught up in the fact that I'm hearing your voice that the conversations end up a blur. (stop laughing at me)

I pulled into the parking lot and parked. I unbuttoned my jeans, laid back my seat, and slid my hand inside. My Sir was on the phone and he wanted to hear me cum.

"Rub that pussy," he said. "I hear about everything you do for everyone else, it's time you did something for me."

And, so I did. Sitting in the front seat of my SUV, I rubbed my clit and fingered my pussy all for my Sir's enjoyment. I imagined him there next to me, leading me into ecstasy. I could hear his voice in my ear guiding me, but I couldn't concentrate in his words. Occasionally between my moans and screams, I would hear him say, "cum for your Sir" and I did...over and over and over. Each time I came, he would say, "Don't stop. I didn't tell you you were through. Keep cumming. I want you to feel what it's like to cum for your Sir." I can't begin to say how many times I came. The orgasms came back to back again and again with mounting intensity until I could take it no more and finally I had to stop. I pulled my hand from inside my soaked panties, but the waves kept coming. Finally, they subsided and I buttoned my jeans.

"If you were here...," he said.

If I were there...

Thank you for my afternoon, Sir. I can't wait for the next time.

Drunk Sex

I'm really not in a writing mood today. I'm kinda bummed out. I went out for dinner and drinks with my cousin last night. Charles was supposed to meet us. I had spoken to him earlier in the day and he assured me that he would see me. I'm sure you already know where this is going. Yep, he was a no-show. I sent him a text a little after midnight. It said...It's been nice. Hit me up when you get your shit together. Now, that doesn't mean that I'll never see Charles again. I'll be here for him as a friend. We may even be fuck buddies one day, but I will no longer go out of my way to fit him into my life.

On a different note, I apparently had really great sex last night. I just wish I could remember it. I have never gotten so drink that I do not remember what happened...until last night. When I got home last night, Jay was on the computer. I climbed into his lap, laid my head on his shoulder and told him that I love him. He returned the sentiment. I remember nothing after that until approximately and hour and a half later (according to Jay). I was in my bed lying on my back with my head was towards the bottom of the bed and my feet on my pillows. The part of the covers that was under my shoulders was soaking wet (I had apparently cum A LOT prior to this.), so I shifted my position slightly. My hand was on my pussy and I was fiercely rubbing my clit. I also remember Jay turning me so that I was lying across the bed. With his head between my legs and my fingers playing, I came hard...and very loudly (as evidenced by Jay's need to cover my mouth so I wouldn't wake the kids). I have no idea what happened after that. I woke up around 10am. I scooched over in bed and cuddled up under Jay in that playful way that I do when I want some loving. He giggled and asked if I was still horny. I shook my head. You know we were going at it for hours, right? Uh, no. I then explained that I had very little memory of our time together. He laughed and supplied the details along with the assurance that he took a few photos.

Later in the day, Jay made this comment...It's good Charles didn't meet you last night. Then, he would have had all the fun instead of me. I t had to agree. It was definitely Charles's loss and Jay's gain and I have no complaints about that.