TwiddlyBits' Sex Blog
The ramblings of a very horny woman.
(...with regular guest submissions from her cross-dressing husband)
Wednesday, December 31, 2003
• I'm Feeling Wordy Today
I guess I've got a lot to talk about after being away from my blog for so long!
Last night, as Dangly read my entry about Friday night I noticed he had to, um, adjust himself in his pants. I coyly asked what that was all about & he turned to me and said that it was a very hot little post & it aroused him to read of the experience from my perspective. It was late, though, so we didn't take advantage of the situation.
Later, as we were settling down, spooning before going to sleep, I asked, "Did you really like my blog entry?" He said yes and I felt the beginnings of an erection press against my bottom as he snuggled against me. Since it was already past midnight I said, "Do you want to play or do you want to go to sleep?" Dangly, his cock still growing, breathed deeply and replied, "I *want* to play, but we really should sleep." I agreed, but his cock was pressing harder and harder against my pussy lips and I finally groaned and said, "If you want to go to sleep, then settle down, you're teasing me!" He ground into me & we gave into the inevitable as I adjusted my position so that his shaft entered my cunt, then wiggled around to find the optimum angle. His arms encircled me, caressing my head and my breasts and lightly pinching my nipples.
Meanwhile, Dangly breathed into my ear:
As I came down from the pinnacle, he started to roll me over onto my stomach, but poor Dangly, right at that moment, he got a cramp in his leg! He cried out in pain & I helped massage his leg while we both giggled over the timing! As that cramp was easing, he got another one in his toe. I suggested that he stand up and stretch while I went to the bathroom. When I came back, he went to go pee and I re-adjusted all of the sheets which had gotten rumpled somehow. When he came back to bed, I snuggled up next to him and we kissed and kissed. Dangly sighed happily & said, "After all this time, I still love the way you kiss. I could kiss you for hours." I smiled & agreed, then said that I was sorry that he had cramps and sorry that we couldn't continue our lovemaking. He looked down at his cock & said, "Well, it looks like there's still some life in it." I took it in my hand and started stroking it. "Hmm, looks like you're right. Do you want to continue from where we left off?" "Don't mind if I do," he said as I laid back and he mounted me, sliding his penis into my waiting wet pussy. As he thrust, I reached up and caressed and teased his nipples, bucking my hips under his and squeezing my vag muscles around his slippery shaft. As his eyes rolled back into his head and he gave himself over to his orgasm, I smiled and let my own orgasm overtake me, my body convulsing under his.
When he came to, he kissed me and thanked me. "For what? I just laid here," I said. "Yeah, right," he countered. Kissing me again, he withdrew and we cleaned up before once again straightening the sheets, finding the hot water bottle & settling down for sleep.
***
On the subject of threesomes, thanks to Bacchus at ErosBlog for introducing me to Hoot Island where I found this amusing list!
Last night, as Dangly read my entry about Friday night I noticed he had to, um, adjust himself in his pants. I coyly asked what that was all about & he turned to me and said that it was a very hot little post & it aroused him to read of the experience from my perspective. It was late, though, so we didn't take advantage of the situation.
Later, as we were settling down, spooning before going to sleep, I asked, "Did you really like my blog entry?" He said yes and I felt the beginnings of an erection press against my bottom as he snuggled against me. Since it was already past midnight I said, "Do you want to play or do you want to go to sleep?" Dangly, his cock still growing, breathed deeply and replied, "I *want* to play, but we really should sleep." I agreed, but his cock was pressing harder and harder against my pussy lips and I finally groaned and said, "If you want to go to sleep, then settle down, you're teasing me!" He ground into me & we gave into the inevitable as I adjusted my position so that his shaft entered my cunt, then wiggled around to find the optimum angle. His arms encircled me, caressing my head and my breasts and lightly pinching my nipples.
Meanwhile, Dangly breathed into my ear:
Dangly: I want to help make your fantasy of double penetration come true.At this point, I guided his hand onto my clit and we gave up on conversation. His fingers probed between my labia and pinpointed my nub. He rubbed it, causing me to squirm and squeal. A little too intense for my tastes at the moment, I took his hand and pressed his flattened fingers against my whole cunt area and he began to stroke it in time with his thrusts. This was exactly what I wanted and I very quickly started climbing Mt. Orgasm, my entire body clenching as I rode the waves, my pussy squeezing around his cock.
Me: Really? The idea doesn't threaten you?
Dangly: No.
Me: I'm scared. I'm scared I won't like it.
Dangly: Why? What makes you think you won't like it?
Me: What if it hurts?
Dangly: You've had my cock in your ass and a good-sized vibrator in your pussy at the same time. Did that hurt?
Me: No....
Dangly: You've also had my cock in your pussy and used a vibe in your ass.
Me: Yes. I've also used 2 large-ish vibes & it didn't hurt; it felt good.
Dangly: So chances are it won't hurt.
Me: What if I *really* like it and want to do it a *lot*?
Dangly: As long as you come home with me at the end of the day, I'm happy.
As I came down from the pinnacle, he started to roll me over onto my stomach, but poor Dangly, right at that moment, he got a cramp in his leg! He cried out in pain & I helped massage his leg while we both giggled over the timing! As that cramp was easing, he got another one in his toe. I suggested that he stand up and stretch while I went to the bathroom. When I came back, he went to go pee and I re-adjusted all of the sheets which had gotten rumpled somehow. When he came back to bed, I snuggled up next to him and we kissed and kissed. Dangly sighed happily & said, "After all this time, I still love the way you kiss. I could kiss you for hours." I smiled & agreed, then said that I was sorry that he had cramps and sorry that we couldn't continue our lovemaking. He looked down at his cock & said, "Well, it looks like there's still some life in it." I took it in my hand and started stroking it. "Hmm, looks like you're right. Do you want to continue from where we left off?" "Don't mind if I do," he said as I laid back and he mounted me, sliding his penis into my waiting wet pussy. As he thrust, I reached up and caressed and teased his nipples, bucking my hips under his and squeezing my vag muscles around his slippery shaft. As his eyes rolled back into his head and he gave himself over to his orgasm, I smiled and let my own orgasm overtake me, my body convulsing under his.
When he came to, he kissed me and thanked me. "For what? I just laid here," I said. "Yeah, right," he countered. Kissing me again, he withdrew and we cleaned up before once again straightening the sheets, finding the hot water bottle & settling down for sleep.
***
On the subject of threesomes, thanks to Bacchus at ErosBlog for introducing me to Hoot Island where I found this amusing list!
• Bunny Money
I once promised to tell you all about "Bunny Money". Of course, I got distracted & otherwise occupied & completely forgot about it until just now.
Back when Dangly & I got married a friend of mine told me about an old country tradition called the "Bean Jar". The jist of it is that a newly-married couple would put a bean in a jar each time they had sex until their first anniversary. After their first anniversary, they would begin to take a bean OUT of the jar each time they had sex. Apparently the theory is that a couple never removes all the beans....
How sad!
We decided to test the theory & got a suitable jar. Rather than beans, though, I decided to use pennies. After a couple days of that, I thought about using dimes, but figured that that was still small change & decided to use dollars. And, heck, if I'm going to put a dollar in the jar each time, why not actually DO something with the money?
So, here's our version of the Bean Jar, which we call Bunny Money: Every time Dangly & I have sex (with each other), we put a dollar in the jar. Showertime play doesn't count because it's "too easy". If we have a really long session with lots of various activities, it's still one dollar. However, if we have multiple sessions during a day with a break between (more than just getting up to pee, I mean a break where we go and do something else for a while), each session gets a dollar.
On our anniversary, we take the money and go buy something for the bedroom!
For our first anniversary, we had a little over $200 and we bought a headboard for our bed. On our second anniversary we had almost $200 and we bought a matching side table. We are now working toward getting its twin for the other side of the bed - our third anniversary is in June.
We haven't put any money in the jar since we left for our trip, so we owe it a little over $10.
So, yeah, the 2nd year has less money than the first, but during that time, we moved from Ohio to California and both started new jobs with new schedules and new responsibilities, which impacts not only how much time we actually spend together but also our energy levels. On the whole, though, we've definitely defied the Bean Jar Theory & continue to collect money at a lively pace! Yay!
Back when Dangly & I got married a friend of mine told me about an old country tradition called the "Bean Jar". The jist of it is that a newly-married couple would put a bean in a jar each time they had sex until their first anniversary. After their first anniversary, they would begin to take a bean OUT of the jar each time they had sex. Apparently the theory is that a couple never removes all the beans....
How sad!
We decided to test the theory & got a suitable jar. Rather than beans, though, I decided to use pennies. After a couple days of that, I thought about using dimes, but figured that that was still small change & decided to use dollars. And, heck, if I'm going to put a dollar in the jar each time, why not actually DO something with the money?
So, here's our version of the Bean Jar, which we call Bunny Money: Every time Dangly & I have sex (with each other), we put a dollar in the jar. Showertime play doesn't count because it's "too easy". If we have a really long session with lots of various activities, it's still one dollar. However, if we have multiple sessions during a day with a break between (more than just getting up to pee, I mean a break where we go and do something else for a while), each session gets a dollar.
On our anniversary, we take the money and go buy something for the bedroom!
For our first anniversary, we had a little over $200 and we bought a headboard for our bed. On our second anniversary we had almost $200 and we bought a matching side table. We are now working toward getting its twin for the other side of the bed - our third anniversary is in June.
We haven't put any money in the jar since we left for our trip, so we owe it a little over $10.
So, yeah, the 2nd year has less money than the first, but during that time, we moved from Ohio to California and both started new jobs with new schedules and new responsibilities, which impacts not only how much time we actually spend together but also our energy levels. On the whole, though, we've definitely defied the Bean Jar Theory & continue to collect money at a lively pace! Yay!
• What's your sexual appeal?
Tuesday, December 30, 2003
• Catching up
I've been slowly catching up with my blog reading. I had been remiss since nigh about the beginning of December when I got so busy that I started almost literally living in my car. I have updated my Blogroll - removing those blogs which haven't been updated in more than a month & adding some new ones which I hope will turn out to be regular reads for me.
Dangly also pointed out that I have been remiss in another way - I haven't written about our own sexual doings recently. My entry about our interpreter/guide in Asia never mentions it & so it sounds like the entire tour was sexless for us.
Not so!
Dangly & I enjoyed quite a few nights of sexual fun - damn, but those Japanese know how to build hotel room beds, don't they? Not a one of them went bang, bang, bang, they were all solidly fastened to the wall! And, can I just say oooooohhhhh about Japanese bathtubs? I love taking baths anyway, but when the tub is actually long enough for my legs and deep enough to cover me all the way up, I simply want to moan in orgasmic delight. Combine that with a loving husband and I discovered that I wanted to stay away for another week!
Things have not been quiet since we returned, either. Let me tell you about Friday night. Dangly had scored some really good seats at a hockey game (being Canadian, he likes that sort of thing, eh?) so he treated me to my first one! It was fun and enlightening (let's just say that I have a new-found respect for football, and leave it at that, ok?), but afterwards we walked over to Dangly's office because the building was scheduled to have the power shut off on Saturday afternoon & Dangly needed to turn off all the computers and office equipment before that happened.
So, he disappeared into the computer room while I entertained myself by wandering the halls looking at artwork. Not being a very patient sort, I got bored and went to the back to see how Dangly was doing. Turns out he was just finishing up. It was cold in there, so we cuddled a bit which turned into a make-out session which turned into a petting session and before too long, I was on my knees with his lovely cock in my mouth, trying not to touch him with my cold hands (and yet sneaking touches in just to play with the contrasting sensations of hot mouth & cold fingers). Along the way, my shirt was lifted and Dangly's roaming fingers found my braless nipples. I paused for a moment to lament the fact that I hadn't worn a skirt that day. A little while later, I paused again to tell him that I was trying to make a decision. He asked me what the decision was & I replied that I was trying to decide whether to pull my pants down & bend over so he could fuck me right there or if I wanted to wait until we got home so we could do all the other things I wanted to do, too. After all, I do carry lube with me and there is a handy shower room across the hall from his office....
I made my decision - we would wait until we got home to go any further because there were things we just couldn't do in the office that we could do at home. Reluctantly, yet expectantly, we buttoned up and headed out into the night.
Upon arriving home, Dangly undressed me slowly, just the way I like it, then went and got a straight-backed chair to put in front of the bedroom full-length mirror. I got out the lube while he fetched a towel which he positioned on the chair before sitting down. I lubed up his rock hard shaft while he caressed my breasts and twiddled my nipples. Then I turned around, bent over and applied the lube to my ass while seductively waving it in Dangly's face. He obliged by grabbing my cheeks and planting several adoring kisses on them. Finally, I slowly lowered my ass onto his cock, savoring the site of his face in the mirror as I did so.
It had been awhile since we have done any anal play, so it took a little bit of time before I was relaxed enough to let him pull my hips down and bury himself full-length in my ass. I planted my feet firmly on the ground between his and put my hands on my knees while moving my ass up and down on his pole, really making sure he got a good show and could see how much I was enjoying myself.
Next it was time to add toys to the equation! I spread my legs so my feet were now on the outside of Dangly's, then took my waterproof Nubby G vibe on medium vibration and slowly rubbed it along my labia, touching my clit and peeking its head into my cunt until I had had a couple of small orgasms, then I buried it all the way in and turned the vibe up to full strength, stroking it in and out of my vag in time to my gyrations on Dangly's cock.
With it buried deep in my bijou, I reached for my waterproof G Candy vibe (full strength!) and held that onto my clit as I almost literally saw stars from coming so hard. I'm sure I made noise, too; I know I was trembling when I came down.
Exhausted, I told Dangly that I didn't have the strength to continue in this position, so, still coupled, we moved to the corner of the bed and he proceeded to fuck me like nobody's business until he had a shuddering orgasm which caused me to come again, too.
After cuddling for a little while, we hopped into the shower and cleaned up before snuggling up together in bed.
postscript: There is one advantage to jetlag's effect of keeping you awake at odd hours and that is this - Saturday night, we found ouselves unable to sleep. While spooning, I wiggled my butt into Dangly's lap and sighed happily. I thanked him again for the fun we had Friday night & felt his cock start to grow as he ground into me. Not being one to waste an opportunity like this, I positioned myself to guide his shaft into my pussy and we fucked for a while in spoon position before switching over to reverse-missionary (which we both love!) and finally into standard missionary before we both came and then were finally able to get to sleep.
Dangly also pointed out that I have been remiss in another way - I haven't written about our own sexual doings recently. My entry about our interpreter/guide in Asia never mentions it & so it sounds like the entire tour was sexless for us.
Not so!
Dangly & I enjoyed quite a few nights of sexual fun - damn, but those Japanese know how to build hotel room beds, don't they? Not a one of them went bang, bang, bang, they were all solidly fastened to the wall! And, can I just say oooooohhhhh about Japanese bathtubs? I love taking baths anyway, but when the tub is actually long enough for my legs and deep enough to cover me all the way up, I simply want to moan in orgasmic delight. Combine that with a loving husband and I discovered that I wanted to stay away for another week!
Things have not been quiet since we returned, either. Let me tell you about Friday night. Dangly had scored some really good seats at a hockey game (being Canadian, he likes that sort of thing, eh?) so he treated me to my first one! It was fun and enlightening (let's just say that I have a new-found respect for football, and leave it at that, ok?), but afterwards we walked over to Dangly's office because the building was scheduled to have the power shut off on Saturday afternoon & Dangly needed to turn off all the computers and office equipment before that happened.
So, he disappeared into the computer room while I entertained myself by wandering the halls looking at artwork. Not being a very patient sort, I got bored and went to the back to see how Dangly was doing. Turns out he was just finishing up. It was cold in there, so we cuddled a bit which turned into a make-out session which turned into a petting session and before too long, I was on my knees with his lovely cock in my mouth, trying not to touch him with my cold hands (and yet sneaking touches in just to play with the contrasting sensations of hot mouth & cold fingers). Along the way, my shirt was lifted and Dangly's roaming fingers found my braless nipples. I paused for a moment to lament the fact that I hadn't worn a skirt that day. A little while later, I paused again to tell him that I was trying to make a decision. He asked me what the decision was & I replied that I was trying to decide whether to pull my pants down & bend over so he could fuck me right there or if I wanted to wait until we got home so we could do all the other things I wanted to do, too. After all, I do carry lube with me and there is a handy shower room across the hall from his office....
I made my decision - we would wait until we got home to go any further because there were things we just couldn't do in the office that we could do at home. Reluctantly, yet expectantly, we buttoned up and headed out into the night.
Upon arriving home, Dangly undressed me slowly, just the way I like it, then went and got a straight-backed chair to put in front of the bedroom full-length mirror. I got out the lube while he fetched a towel which he positioned on the chair before sitting down. I lubed up his rock hard shaft while he caressed my breasts and twiddled my nipples. Then I turned around, bent over and applied the lube to my ass while seductively waving it in Dangly's face. He obliged by grabbing my cheeks and planting several adoring kisses on them. Finally, I slowly lowered my ass onto his cock, savoring the site of his face in the mirror as I did so.
It had been awhile since we have done any anal play, so it took a little bit of time before I was relaxed enough to let him pull my hips down and bury himself full-length in my ass. I planted my feet firmly on the ground between his and put my hands on my knees while moving my ass up and down on his pole, really making sure he got a good show and could see how much I was enjoying myself.
Next it was time to add toys to the equation! I spread my legs so my feet were now on the outside of Dangly's, then took my waterproof Nubby G vibe on medium vibration and slowly rubbed it along my labia, touching my clit and peeking its head into my cunt until I had had a couple of small orgasms, then I buried it all the way in and turned the vibe up to full strength, stroking it in and out of my vag in time to my gyrations on Dangly's cock.
With it buried deep in my bijou, I reached for my waterproof G Candy vibe (full strength!) and held that onto my clit as I almost literally saw stars from coming so hard. I'm sure I made noise, too; I know I was trembling when I came down.
Exhausted, I told Dangly that I didn't have the strength to continue in this position, so, still coupled, we moved to the corner of the bed and he proceeded to fuck me like nobody's business until he had a shuddering orgasm which caused me to come again, too.
After cuddling for a little while, we hopped into the shower and cleaned up before snuggling up together in bed.
postscript: There is one advantage to jetlag's effect of keeping you awake at odd hours and that is this - Saturday night, we found ouselves unable to sleep. While spooning, I wiggled my butt into Dangly's lap and sighed happily. I thanked him again for the fun we had Friday night & felt his cock start to grow as he ground into me. Not being one to waste an opportunity like this, I positioned myself to guide his shaft into my pussy and we fucked for a while in spoon position before switching over to reverse-missionary (which we both love!) and finally into standard missionary before we both came and then were finally able to get to sleep.
Monday, December 29, 2003
• We're back!
Well, we're back in the States, jetlagged, but slowly getting back into a decent schedule again (those 17 hour time zone shifts can really take a lot out of you!).
I didn't managed to bed the interpreter/guide - but not from lack of trying on my part! The thing is, he flirted with me just as outrageously as I was flirting with him. I'm not sure if he was just shy or if he wasn't clear that Dangly was ok with everything.
A little background: I met him last year when I went on this same concert tour. We "clicked" then, but through various circumstances (Dangly wasn't there (and I didn't yet have permission for solo play), I didn't have a private room, the interpreter went home to Europe for Christmas), I didn't have a chance to seriously pursue him. So, I was really looking forward to seeing him again this year. When he met our group at the airport & I introduced my husband to him, he looked at me, a little confused, and said, "Were you married last year?" I said "Yes, but he couldn't come along on the tour then." He said, "Oh" and had a funny look on his face. I then caught his attention again and said, "It's still *very* good to see you again" and gave him a very warm sexy smile. He smiled back & thus began this year's flirtation.
In Tokyo, you do a lot of walking - to and from the train station, up and down stairs, etc., etc. - and I would always try to walk by our guide (and he by me). He and I have a lot in common & really hit it off well. Dangly & I invited him to dinner "after hours" and he took us to a nice Korean Barbecue restaurant - he had studied for a year or so in Korea - and really helped us enjoy that dinner to the hilt. He & I both turned up the flirting when it was just the 3 of us. Over the course of the tour, I got his phone number & spoke to him a number of times when we were in a different city & he wasn't with us - he called me in the various hotels, too. He gave me his private email address, too, and we have maintained correspondence since Dangly & I left Japan.
So, how did I not manage to get him into bed?!? Beats me. Our last evening together, after having dinner with the group, he & I saw Dangly back to the hotel room and then I was to walk him to his bicycle so he could go home. Well, he wasn't quite ready to leave yet, so he suggested that we sit in a secluded corner of the lobby and talk for a while. Over the course of our chat, we got very familiar (and several watchful looks from the lobby staff). I caressed his arm and his chest, gently stroked his ears and his hands, all the while talking about everything under the sun. I love the way he smells and told him that I wish I could lay my head on his chest and hear his voice rumbling while he sang the European folk songs he liked so much. I asked him if I was bothering him, if I was being too forward, if he wanted me to stop, but he replied, "No, don't; don't ever stop." At one point, I reminded him that this was our last time together. He replied, "Then we shall have to invest our energy to see that it isn't."
By about 1:00am, we decided that it was probably time to part. We put our coats back on & headed out into the cold. We held hands as we walked toward his bike and he sang folk songs & carols in his native language. Once at the bike, we hugged & he kissed me on the cheek. He walked his bike while he saw me back to the hotel & we hugged again, then I kissed him on the forehead before going back into the hotel.
Once I got back to the hotel room, Dangly was still awake and worried sick. It's my own fault - I didn't call him to tell him that we were sitting in the lobby & 2.5 hours later, he was wondering what had become of me. He thought that maybe I had gone back to the guide's apartment to "screw him silly" and was worried that I had gotten lost coming back to the hotel. I apologized profusely & he was very relieved to see that I was ok.
***
In other news:
• Upon our return I got an email from K saying that he's off of work for the holidays but he's not sure what his plans are. He might go on another multi-day ride with his buddies, but if he doesn't, he'd like to get together with me. I told him to call me once he knows what's going on because I'm pretty much free.
• I had some more inquiries in my AFF mailbox, one of which was from a couple. I replied to them asking if they wanted to meet sometime. I hope they say yes because they sound most interesting!
• There was also a note from a man who lives down the coast a bit. Apparently, I had winked at him a while back and he's finally replying. His profile sounds good, so we'll see where this leads.
So, prospects are good. ;-)
I hope all of you have a great holiday season - I've got to go catch up on some of my favorite blogs as well as stuff around the house (laundry. ugh.) and run some errands. I hope I'll have some more exciting news soon!
I didn't managed to bed the interpreter/guide - but not from lack of trying on my part! The thing is, he flirted with me just as outrageously as I was flirting with him. I'm not sure if he was just shy or if he wasn't clear that Dangly was ok with everything.
A little background: I met him last year when I went on this same concert tour. We "clicked" then, but through various circumstances (Dangly wasn't there (and I didn't yet have permission for solo play), I didn't have a private room, the interpreter went home to Europe for Christmas), I didn't have a chance to seriously pursue him. So, I was really looking forward to seeing him again this year. When he met our group at the airport & I introduced my husband to him, he looked at me, a little confused, and said, "Were you married last year?" I said "Yes, but he couldn't come along on the tour then." He said, "Oh" and had a funny look on his face. I then caught his attention again and said, "It's still *very* good to see you again" and gave him a very warm sexy smile. He smiled back & thus began this year's flirtation.
In Tokyo, you do a lot of walking - to and from the train station, up and down stairs, etc., etc. - and I would always try to walk by our guide (and he by me). He and I have a lot in common & really hit it off well. Dangly & I invited him to dinner "after hours" and he took us to a nice Korean Barbecue restaurant - he had studied for a year or so in Korea - and really helped us enjoy that dinner to the hilt. He & I both turned up the flirting when it was just the 3 of us. Over the course of the tour, I got his phone number & spoke to him a number of times when we were in a different city & he wasn't with us - he called me in the various hotels, too. He gave me his private email address, too, and we have maintained correspondence since Dangly & I left Japan.
So, how did I not manage to get him into bed?!? Beats me. Our last evening together, after having dinner with the group, he & I saw Dangly back to the hotel room and then I was to walk him to his bicycle so he could go home. Well, he wasn't quite ready to leave yet, so he suggested that we sit in a secluded corner of the lobby and talk for a while. Over the course of our chat, we got very familiar (and several watchful looks from the lobby staff). I caressed his arm and his chest, gently stroked his ears and his hands, all the while talking about everything under the sun. I love the way he smells and told him that I wish I could lay my head on his chest and hear his voice rumbling while he sang the European folk songs he liked so much. I asked him if I was bothering him, if I was being too forward, if he wanted me to stop, but he replied, "No, don't; don't ever stop." At one point, I reminded him that this was our last time together. He replied, "Then we shall have to invest our energy to see that it isn't."
By about 1:00am, we decided that it was probably time to part. We put our coats back on & headed out into the cold. We held hands as we walked toward his bike and he sang folk songs & carols in his native language. Once at the bike, we hugged & he kissed me on the cheek. He walked his bike while he saw me back to the hotel & we hugged again, then I kissed him on the forehead before going back into the hotel.
Once I got back to the hotel room, Dangly was still awake and worried sick. It's my own fault - I didn't call him to tell him that we were sitting in the lobby & 2.5 hours later, he was wondering what had become of me. He thought that maybe I had gone back to the guide's apartment to "screw him silly" and was worried that I had gotten lost coming back to the hotel. I apologized profusely & he was very relieved to see that I was ok.
***
In other news:
• Upon our return I got an email from K saying that he's off of work for the holidays but he's not sure what his plans are. He might go on another multi-day ride with his buddies, but if he doesn't, he'd like to get together with me. I told him to call me once he knows what's going on because I'm pretty much free.
• I had some more inquiries in my AFF mailbox, one of which was from a couple. I replied to them asking if they wanted to meet sometime. I hope they say yes because they sound most interesting!
• There was also a note from a man who lives down the coast a bit. Apparently, I had winked at him a while back and he's finally replying. His profile sounds good, so we'll see where this leads.
So, prospects are good. ;-)
I hope all of you have a great holiday season - I've got to go catch up on some of my favorite blogs as well as stuff around the house (laundry. ugh.) and run some errands. I hope I'll have some more exciting news soon!
Thursday, December 18, 2003
• Just Touching Base
Hi, everyone! I just wanted to touch base quickly while I have internet access. I *loved* Chris' blog entry & can't wait to read more!
Meanwhile, I've got my sites set on our interpreter/guide, a very nice European man who I think likes me. It's difficult to flirt and otherwise seduce him in the midst of our group, but I hope I'm getting the point across to him. It doesn't help that English isn't his first language, either!
Wish me luck!
Meanwhile, I've got my sites set on our interpreter/guide, a very nice European man who I think likes me. It's difficult to flirt and otherwise seduce him in the midst of our group, but I hope I'm getting the point across to him. It doesn't help that English isn't his first language, either!
Wish me luck!
Friday, December 05, 2003
• Update on K
I heard from K today, so I guess he is still interested. I wrote back & suggested that we meet between Christmas & New Years alone, just the two of us. I'll let you know what he says. :-)
Thursday, December 04, 2003
• Argh, too busy!
Sorry for the dearth of posts, but I've been so damn busy - as Dangly says, "Busier than a one-armed paper hanger with an itchy butt."
I'm a performing artist & the Holiday season is always super-busy. It's more so this year because Dangly & I will be in Asia with my performance group for 2 weeks in mid-December and I'm in charge of getting all the equipment there & back safely. I've just completed the visa application process for the group (after four trips to the Consulate *mutter*) and now have to deal with 5 performances this weekend before we leave.
To top it all off, I managed to sprain my back on Monday morning lifting some too-heavy instrument cases. I had an emergency visit with my chiropractor on Tuesday morning & she gave me a back brace & some exercises & told me to take it easy. As if! *sigh* Hey, at least it's not a bulging disk which is what she thought it might be at first.... Still, it kind of puts a damper on sexual activities when I can't move - or sit still, for that matter - without pain.
Anyway, while we're in Asia, Dangly & I may be able to update the blog, but we'll likely be very busy while we're there, so I've invited a couple of non-blogging sexy friends to try their hand at guest blogging while we're gone. One of them has accepted the invitation already & once he's all set up, you are in for a TREAT! He is such a tart! I just know you're going to love him. LOL!
I'm a performing artist & the Holiday season is always super-busy. It's more so this year because Dangly & I will be in Asia with my performance group for 2 weeks in mid-December and I'm in charge of getting all the equipment there & back safely. I've just completed the visa application process for the group (after four trips to the Consulate *mutter*) and now have to deal with 5 performances this weekend before we leave.
To top it all off, I managed to sprain my back on Monday morning lifting some too-heavy instrument cases. I had an emergency visit with my chiropractor on Tuesday morning & she gave me a back brace & some exercises & told me to take it easy. As if! *sigh* Hey, at least it's not a bulging disk which is what she thought it might be at first.... Still, it kind of puts a damper on sexual activities when I can't move - or sit still, for that matter - without pain.
Anyway, while we're in Asia, Dangly & I may be able to update the blog, but we'll likely be very busy while we're there, so I've invited a couple of non-blogging sexy friends to try their hand at guest blogging while we're gone. One of them has accepted the invitation already & once he's all set up, you are in for a TREAT! He is such a tart! I just know you're going to love him. LOL!
Monday, December 01, 2003
• Strange, yet erotic dream
I had a very strange, yet erotic dream last night.
In my dream, I was visiting H at his office. Of course, it's not the office he has IRL - I know because I used to work there - but rather it was a big corporate-style office. The office had a bed in it and a table. One side of the table was up by the bed so that if you sat at the end of the bed, you were sitting at the table.
There was an old lady - I don't know who - sitting on the bed, at the table. My mother sat in a chair at the table across from her.
H and I were laying on the bed. He had my shirt unbuttoned & was pouring coffee (not very hot) on my nipples & licking it off. It felt great and we were getting hot & heavy when I mentioned that this might not be such a good idea seeing as how there was that old lady sitting on the bed, not to mention my mother!
H's response was to pull the bed covers over our head and begin fucking me very enthusiastically, the bed bouncing up and down while the old lady sat there and had a conversation with my mother.
Then the alarm clock went off....
In my dream, I was visiting H at his office. Of course, it's not the office he has IRL - I know because I used to work there - but rather it was a big corporate-style office. The office had a bed in it and a table. One side of the table was up by the bed so that if you sat at the end of the bed, you were sitting at the table.
There was an old lady - I don't know who - sitting on the bed, at the table. My mother sat in a chair at the table across from her.
H and I were laying on the bed. He had my shirt unbuttoned & was pouring coffee (not very hot) on my nipples & licking it off. It felt great and we were getting hot & heavy when I mentioned that this might not be such a good idea seeing as how there was that old lady sitting on the bed, not to mention my mother!
H's response was to pull the bed covers over our head and begin fucking me very enthusiastically, the bed bouncing up and down while the old lady sat there and had a conversation with my mother.
Then the alarm clock went off....