It was so nice to have a lazy Sunday with Davey. I finally sat down and blogged about Friday night, and then of course after I posted and he read it we were both worked up and went and had sex. *grin*
Sex with Davey reminded me of a time when I was more innocent, earlier on in my sexually active life, when sex was more playful and gentle, when I wasn’t going around being fucked like a horny slut. It was kinda nice to have the contrast. It’s nice to be able to joke in bed with someone and be affectionate and loving. It’s not that other lovers aren’t affectionate (MasterDoc is a wonderful cuddler) but the dynamic with me and Davey is different. Now don’t get me wrong, I really enjoy being fucked hard like a nasty slut. It’s just that sometimes it’s nice to experience a different kind of sex.
It wasn’t all hearts and flowers though, I asked him to grab some lube and finger my asshole while he went down on me. Yup, even during loving, “innocent” sex I’m a horny slut. Fact is I embrace sex with gusto and figure I might as well get into it - otherwise what’s the point? We also 69′ed for a bit and I stroked Davey’s asshole with my finger. The boy was extra sensitive everywhere today so every little thing I did had him shuddering and breathing heavy. Davey makes me feel like a sex goddess often, as he’s so incredibly horny for me. I walk by with my top off and the boy gets an instant erection. Nothing like knowing you’re appreciated.
So I’ve decided to stop dating anyone new and who should email me but this cute English guy I’ve talked with on a dating site. He’s been around off and on the past few months and I’m totally keen to meet him as I’m hot for Englishmen (he lives here in the states). How hot am I for Englishmen? Well I dated one about 10 years ago, but to top that when I was younger and still living at my parents’ house (and didn’t have my own phone line or a cell phone) twice I dared to use the family phone to have phone sex with some stranger or another who was originally from England who I had just met on the internet. I love the accents! Scotsmen do it for me too. Anyway, should I need to narrow down the roster I think N. is the prime candidate. He’s been in contact with someone MasterDoc dates (and N. had one date with her - her view of him was scathing to put it mildly) and referred to me as a fuck buddy. Hey, at this point it really doesn’t a) surprise me, b) bother me as that’s all I think of him as. I’m just thinking that perhaps this situation has come to the end of its usefulness. I’m busy with other people I’d rather be seeing so perhaps next time he wants to see me I’ll be busy regardless of whether I’m actually busy or not. (Granted, I just might be horny and decide to see him. Ha ha. I’m a weak woman, but then again I have plenty of other people wanting to fuck me, I hardly need to keep him around.) I’d really like to find some time to see V. and totally want to see D.S. again as soon as possible and continue seeing MasterDoc regularly.
If I meet and hit it off with this Englishman then this situation with N. may become a thing of the past….
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