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The Smell of Sex

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Nadia
on July 20, 2007
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I woke up smelling like sex this morning. Saajan can be a bit musky and if I don’t shower after having sex with him I still smell him on me until I do. He paid me a visit last night - the very first time I’ve been able to have him come to me for fucking, usually I go to him. Davey was working late so I had the apartment to myself.

I’ve been trying to set up a smorgasbord of sex this week and next while Davey works late, but so far only things have worked out with Saajan (and the Irish guy is supposed to come over next week - yes, he reappears). Sex with Saajan is the hardest pounding I ever get. He fucks me really hard. I love it! I come equally hard, moaning and screaming and gasping for breath.

He’s just so confident and manly, and it gets me really hot. He’s a top for sure and I’m glad to know at least a few tops who are also nice guys - so many Dominants are assholes! I’m sorry but that’s been my experience. Too many of them take themselves too seriously.

We spent some time talking (that boy can talk! I remember an early date with him, I was left wondering if he was going to shut up and let me get a word in edgewise!) and then I encouraged him to get started as Davey, tired as he is, didn’t want to walk in on us in the act this particular night. (Another time he’d think that’s hot, but when he’s too tired to do anything about it it’s just frustrating.) Saajan got me all worked up and I was naked before he was (might have something to do with my wearing only a sarong and panties). He teased my pussy, getting me really worked up. After a little bit, he lay me down on the bed and reached for his pants. Yes, he brought his own condoms. I mentioned that we have “guest condoms” but he said that he’s always the boy scout.

“Ah, so you’re always prepared to come, I mean, come prepared,” I said saucily.

He fucked me, giving me a hard pounding until he was out of breath and complaining of being out of shape. But the fact is it went on for a while and I came and came. I don’t have time to think, I just come and enjoy getting fucked. We took a break after that and chatted for a bit. I remembered something silly he had said last time we had sex and he said, “Why do you remember these stupid things I say after sex?”

“Because just about the only time we talk is after sex.” It’s true, we talk before sex, between sex and after sex, but seldom any other time unless it’s online. I’m fine with that though, despite sex being such a major part of our friendship I do consider him a good friend who I could go to if I needed someone to talk to.

He wanted some water so I got up and got him a glass. We ended up talking in the living room for a bit and for what I think is the first time, although I question if I’d noticed this before and just forgot, I must have noticed before, I noticed that he’s uncircumcised. Did I ever notice this before? I can’t believe I haven’t but I didn’t remember him being uncircumcised. But then again I mostly see his penis hard so maybe I hadn’t noticed.

While he talked all I could think about was getting him back into the bedroom again before Davey was due home. I lured him back in and this time he fucked me on the edge of the bed. After getting me into position on the edge, he turned me sideways so that he was fucking me kinda sideways/behind on the edge of the bed. One of my legs was up by his shoulder and the other was down on the bed. He got really deep in this position and he leaned one knee on the bed for more traction. Again I screamed as I came hard and towards the end I finally squirted. No, I gushed. I left such a big wet spot on the bed. I had to not only change the sheets after but I had to put a towel down over the wet spot on the mattress before putting the clean sheets down. It felt incredible to come and squirt like that. I was a very satisfied woman afterwards.

Saajan got dressed and we hung out til Davey got home since Davey had wanted to say hi to him. We all talked for a bit but I was getting drowsy and Davey was just exhausted. Saajan said good night and I got ready for bed. Davey and I kissed and hugged for a bit and of course he got a hard on. But my poor baby was too tired to do much about it (I was really tired too) but I promised him that we’ll do something about it this weekend.

Tonight I see N. I’m still annoyed with him but I’ve calmed down now that my period is almost over and my hormones are back to normal. I think he’s one of those guys for whom the chase is exciting and my declaring feelings for him put him off as I was no longer a challenge. I intend to be challenging in the future.

Back to Old Times

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Nadia
on February 24, 2007
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Saajan’s new place is fantastic. I wish I was at a point where I could afford a nice condo. The man has two and a half bathrooms - and he lives alone! He has a nice kitchen, but doesn’t cook. *sigh* I’m a little jealous but also very happy for him.

We hung out for a little while - the first time in a very long time. And then slowly drew closer to each other. “I heard that someone’s horny,” he said. On the phone I had told him that I was horny and looking for someone to fuck. And I was very happy that we were clearly going to fuck.

We went upstairs to his bedroom, and his large comfy bed. We kissed passionately and he roughly fondled my breasts. As always, I got so hot from making out with him. Soon our clothes were off and he was sucking on my breasts and playing with my clit. He’s very sexy when he says things like, “Someone’s very wet…” I like how he’s pretty dominant and takes control of the situation. The submissive in me just eats that up.

I had forgotten what his penis was like. I suppose nearly two years will do that to memory. It’s even nicer than I remember. Not very long but moderately thick. I stroked him as he got me wetter and wetter. Soon we were fucking and it was just as I remembered - hard and fast and intense. I came so easily from the pounding. He likes fucking hard and later said he was glad to give the first pussy pounding he had given in a while (and apparently it’s his favorite way to fuck). (It’s not that he hasn’t been fucking others. I know he’s off to a gang bang today and there’s a 19-year-old he’s recently taken up with. I suppose the others just don’t like it as hard as I do.) He loves my level of flexibility and asked if I’m double jointed in my hips. Nope, just really flexible. He said that, like a carpenter, he likes a nice flat surface to work on. I replied, “Like a carpenter you like a nice flat surface to nail.” *grin* He chuckled. We chatted and cuddled a bit and then got back to fooling around - with him fingering me to fantastic orgasms while he stroked his cock. Then, round two of the intense fucking. I screamed, “oh god,” more times than I can count. He joked that I must be very religious. Ha ha. And that I seemed to have a few orgasms between prayers.

We lounged on his bed and talked for a while about the state of politics in the U.S. and the idea of finding another country to move to. We didn’t come up with any good answers. He wants somewhere warm, I want somewhere more moderate. I said I’ll visit him on his tropical island. He talked about the rampant corruption in his native India and how it upsets him so. He’s occasionally mentioned the notion of going over there, becoming prime minister, and cleaning the country up. I just like the idea of potentially being able to say that I’ve fucked the prime minister of India. Ha ha. That would be cool.

It’s so refreshing to have a blog entry that sounds like the old me again. Ahh, I’m glad I’m back. There’s still progress to be made but I’m getting there.

Better

Published
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Nadia
on February 23, 2007
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I’ve calmed down from the other day. It’s just that encountering asshole’s name unexpectedly had triggered feelings from the assault all over again and made me super-anxious. Thankfully I’m moving past that. Thankfully I’m medicated!

I spent time at the NY Comic Con today - great way to spend a workday! Got lots of free stuff. I tried to get the Irishman to come visit me tonight but he can’t get away. Drat. I want to shag him! (I have put forth the question, “Are you truly single?” in an email to him as I remembered a date I had about a year and a half ago with a guy I met on a poly site who it turned out was married and hadn’t convinced his wife of polyamory yet. I figure even though his profile says he’s single, it never hurts to ask. I have no interest in helping someone cheat. I really hope he is single though. *crosses fingers*)

Davey’s going to a concert tonight so I have the place to myself. But never fear, getting back into my slut ways, I thought to call my friend Saajan who I haven’t shagged in nearly two years now. It’s way overdue I tell you. Plus he has a new place I haven’t visited yet and I owe him a visit. I really hope we shag. *grin* Davey’s said he’s happy to outsource some sex to an Indian. ;-)

Yes, I’m getting back to my slutty ways. A little tentatively at times, and definitely with more of an eye towards safety than before, but the old me is coming back. I’ve been insanely horny lately. Almost like the last two years when I didn’t feel all that horny has been stored up and is all coming out now. Davey’s a little scared. *grin* Next thing you know he’ll be calling my friends with benefits to set up playdates for me. Hee hee.

I had a cool dream with the Latina in it last night, we were making out on a sofa at what was supposed to be her place. Hot! Funny thing is, as it was a dream, she didn’t look a thing like herself. Pity. She was still cute though.

TGIF!