Diary of a Kinky Librarian

Been away with Davey this week. We had a lovely time - ate too much (and unhealthily at times - sweet crepes for breakfast AND lunch one day), drank too much, and indulged in some sexy stuff. All in all, a good vacation. The other night we met up with a couple. Davey had put an ad on craigslist trying to find couples to play with at our destination. We only got one satisfactory response (i.e., someone who took a moment to write a couple of lines to pique our interest) and we arranged to meet them in a bar by our hotel.

I was nervous meeting them, after all I wasn’t particularly attracted to the guy from the picture he sent, what if there was zero chemistry and we wanted to bail? Luckily when we met them he was better looking than his photo, and at any rate feeling comfortable with someone is more important to me than looks ultimately. We had drinks with them and chatted a bit. They were nice but I doubt they’d be a couple we’d hang out with regularly if they lived nearby. We clicked enough, but when all was said and done it wasn’t an experience I’d go out of my way to repeat. Yes I know I’m a spoiled bitch that I can turn my nose up at reasonably decent vanilla sex but it was just ok. I came, yes, but I had to really focus and work on those orgasms.

So we chatted for a while then they asked if we wanted to hang out or get some rest. I said let’s go hang out and so we went up to our hotel room. After a few minutes all of us ended up sitting on the bed, but getting things started was the awkward part. (There was MUCH awkwardness.) Davey is fairly shy and he was all the way at the other end of the bed, on the other side of me. I at least tried to sit close to the couple, within arm’s length, but I wasn’t any good at instigating. We talked for quite a while longer and I just kept thinking, “How on earth are we going to start this? I wish they’d start something.” And eventually that was the solution, the guy grabbed his woman and started kissing her deeply and groping her breasts. Davey kissed me for a bit as well. We chatted some more and the guy reached out his hand and took mine. Somehow I eventually ended up making out with him and the woman moved closer to Davey and started making out with him. The swap had finally been successful.

So I fooled around with the guy and Davey fooled around with the woman. Every so often I’d look over to see Davey going down on her and she was moaning and writhing around. In the meanwhile, the guy passionately sucked on my nipples and got me to take my shirt off. He took his shirt off as well and I was momentarily dismayed to find that he’s really hairy (not my thing) but wasn’t as squicked by it as I would have thought I’d be. Soon, he had my pants off as well and was going down on me. It felt good but it wasn’t until he added his fingers inside me that I was able to come. He got me propped up on a pillow and kept moving his tongue lower and lower. Yes, folks, for the first time ever someone has licked my asshole. It felt nice but I really don’t get what all the fuss is about. He not only licked me there but he wet his finger and slid it inside. He fingered my ass while eating me out and I came again. It felt really naughty to have this complete stranger ravaging my asshole like that.

I sucked him briefly but he had me get on hands and knees for a fucking. He fucked me doggy style for a while and Davey was still fingering and going down on the woman. I ended up on my back again and he went down on me some more. By this time I was sweating bullets and needed a break. After a short break he went down on me some more and fucked me again. The thing is, I’m a kinky girl and while he was fucking me I closed my eyes and thought of MasterDoc slapping my face to add some excitement to what was going on. When he was fucking me doggy style he lightly slapped my ass (and I do mean lightly) and I thought to myself, “You call that a spank?” and chuckled inwardly at how this guy would probably be a little freaked to know just how kinky I am. (They didn’t seem the kinky type.) All in all it was just an ok experience. It was fun to watch Davey’s face as the woman went down on him, and the experience wasn’t totally terrible, but I feel really lukewarm about the whole thing. I think in a lot of respects it was too vanilla for me. Or maybe I just didn’t have enough chemistry with the guy. I dunno.

The night before that Davey and I went to a strip club and unfortunately it was pretty slow, and the dancers seemed bored. We had a couple of drinks but mostly it was a waste of time. The one dancer who really put effort into her show was unfortunately quite thin and not curvy, so she wasn’t my type. It’s a shame because had she been curvy I would have quite enjoyed her show. The curvy stripper was totally predictable, every time she’d grab her nipples I knew that next came her right hand sliding down to touch her crotch - every freakin’ time! The same moves, over and over again.

Thankfully, the food and drink on vacation was stellar for the most part, so that made up for the sexy bits being a little underwhelming. On our last night there Davey and I went out to a fancy restaurant, polished off a bottle of wine (after having had beer cocktails before dinner) and went back to the hotel to drunkenly fuck. *grin* During the days we did the tourist thing. It was a short vacation but I love travel so much that I’m glad to even have just a few days away.