Weekend of Awesome

I finally feel like I'm getting somewhere with all of this.  I can confidently say that I now have guys that I see on a regular basis.  Have I stopped looking?  Definitely not, but I have a list in my head of who I'd see first over anyone else.  It's great.  New people are at the bottom of the list and Puerto Rico & Mr. Chemistry are tied for my faves. 

This weekend was what I would call very successful in not only quantity but quality.  In fact, I'm still basking in the awesomeness of Mr. Chemistry being that he just left two hours ago!  But let's rewind to Friday...

I went into the weekend with plans to meet a new guy on Saturday and see Mr. Chemistry on Sunday.  Great.  Why would I look elsewhere?  Why did I need to seek out anything else?  I do not know, but something clicked on Friday night and that old familiar feeling of "I bet I can get someone tonight" kicked in.  I was drinking at my usual haunt and after one or two, I start to get the itch to text or message someone.  Ridiculous, I know, but that's how it works.  So I sent a message to a guy who had messaged me a week before.  He had sent me pics which were hot, so I knew I was attracted to him.  I went ahead and sent him a message on the dating site asking if he was still interested in meeting.  Turns out he was, but only for a blow job that particular night.  We talked a little more and that's truly all he wanted right then, so I agreed, left the bar, and went home.

Now girls, I really do enjoy this particular activity and I suggest you get your skills up to par as well.  There's nothing like the feeling of making someone feel awesome by what you are doing and if you want them to do the same for you, you're going to have to learn to love sucking dick.  It's just the truth.

Anyway, I gave him my address and he came right over.  He was CUTE!  We went into my room, he removed my shirt and bra and gave me a little attention, then I had him get comfy on the bed and I got down to business.  This guy was polite, nice, fun, playful, and enjoyed it very very much.  When he finished, he got dressed, thanked me, and went on his way!  Success!

I met my friends at another bar and continued on with my night!

Now for Saturday.  I'm going to save the story of this next guy for another post, but let's just say we had no solid plans except that we were going to meet probably later in the day.  Well it turns out that I wasn't going to wait for him!  I got a message from a guy on the dating site asking if I felt like getting a pounding from his 9 inch dick.  Indeed I did!  We chatted for a few minutes and then he came right over!  This was quick and dirty fun.  He made me call him "Master" and was very dominant and bossy, just how I like it.  Dirty talk, ass-smackin', hair-pulling, the works.  Good times.  And I was done in time to shower and wait for the other guy to text me. 

Well I don't really wait, so I ended up going down to my favorite bar and having a few drinks.  We're going to fast-forward past the story of this guy and just say that I did not meet him.  That whole thing deserves its own blog post.  So the more I drank, the more I felt like texting Puerto Rico but I was trying to make him be the one to text me again.  Well, I texted a friend of mine who just said do it, drunk text him.  So I did.  I said "hi, I'm drunk right now and you should come over".  His answer?  "When?" 

Right now obviously!  See, with him, I never believe he's coming until he's actually here, but he said he'd come!  I waited and then about 30 minutes later, he texted that he was out front.  I ran down and rode with him into my parking garage!  Wow.  I could not believe he was actually here again.  This is what I've been wanting.  Again, it was amazing, but this time we actually had a conversation!  He talked and told me about things...I like this phase, the getting to know each other phase.  I mean, we know each other physically, but if this is going to be a regular thing, I like to know a little more about you as we go along.  It was really really nice and when he left I felt extremely happy. 

Now for today's adventure with Mr. Chemistry.  He arrived on time as usual, looking all cute and adorable.  We immediately started kissing and moved into the bedroom.   Like last time, he put as much of his hand inside me as would possibly fit.  With him, it's very intense and hot...lots of biting, clawing, hair-pulling, kissing.  It's just so hot.  We must make each other feel really good and the whole experience is uninhibited and awesome.  We fucked of course and when he was done, we cuddled and talked and kissed some more.  I love it.  When he leaves I always feel really good...satisfied...happy...exhausted.  And he's coming back next Sunday.

I'll leave you with that for now...stay tuned for the story of the man who, as of this writing, still does not have a nickname.