Showing posts with label The Ex. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Ex. Show all posts
Monday, October 11, 2010
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Watch Me Watch You Watch Me
I screwed around with S three times I think. She’s the first person I have had any kind of “sexual relations” with since The Ex broke up with me. All 3 times we were really drunk and it was 4am by the time we got back to my place. She didn’t want to have sex (she’s one of those “It’s too soon” type of women who can’t just have sex on the first, second or third date) so she just gave me head (ie: sexual relations). When I’m that drunk I usually can’t come from getting head (come? shit, I can’t even walk or figure out a 15% tip on a $100 bar bill!). So anyways I ended up jerking myself off and when I would be about to come she would bring her mouth onto the head of my cock and take my come into her mouth. Nice, I didn’t even ask for her to do that.
Afterwards she told me that she had never had a guy masturbate and she thought it was really hot and now she was going to have to go home and masturbate too (she said she was too shy to masturbate in front of me and she also didn’t want me to do it for her because “It’s still too soon”… argggg!). Hmmm, I just presumed most people do this with each other, not on the first couple dates but eventually. Am I wrong?
I recently came across some “reality” porn where there are 2 models who watch a guy jerk off for them. The 2 women actually do look genuinely excited. The other videos on the site seem pretty lame, but this video’s trailer is here: http://www.purecfnm.com/tour02.htm
So it got me thinking of the women I have been who I have done that for or who had done that for me. C had the biggest thing for watching me jerk off for her, which is strange because I wouldn't describe her as having a crazy libido. We’d have sex and she would often move my hand onto my cock, which was the obvious sign that she wanted to watch me. She wouldn’t reciprocate, but that was OK because it was satisfying just to watch her get really turned on and to know that I was tapping into her fetish.
She worked earlier than I did in the morning and I would be getting into the shower shortly before she was to leave the apartment. Many times she would come into the bathroom, pull the curtains and sit up on the sink counter facing me. I knew what that meant, she wanted me to jerk off for her before work. She said that was her favourite thing, watching me do it in the shower. She worked in an office so she was always in her professional clothes and looked really hot. I liked her look of a white dress shirt and a skirt, so hot. And sometimes when she had a skirt she would slowly spread her legs for me and I remember the first time that she did that when she wasn’t wearing any underwear, which meant that sometimes she doesn’t wear underwear to work all the time which I thought was pretty hot. Sometimes she would show up with her vibrator, not to use on her pussy while she watched me, but to suck on as she watched.
One of the times she didn’t have underwear on she waited until I told her I was about to come and then she jumped down from the counter, turned around with her skirt lifted and told me to come in her pussy. I managed to get inside her surprisingly wet pussy and fuck it for about 5 seconds before blasting my wad of come inside her. She then wiped herself up a bit and ran out the front door so quickly that my come was still warm inside her. She phoned me at lunch time and told me that some of my come had started oozing out on the bus but that there were to many people to be able to wipe it up without anyone noticing, so she couldn’t do anything. On her short walk into work from where she gets off the bus she said she could feel my come slowly running down the inside of her thigh.
Another time, when I was about to come she got down and told me she wanted to taste me all morning at work and so she blew me.
Of course by the time she got home from work she would be incredibly horny from the morning’s events and so I would get to tease her by taking my time to getting to her needs. Actually she was also the first woman I had jerked off for. I remember we were in bed and she was watching me and then she took one of her breasts into her hand and brought it to my mouth to suck on while I jerked off. Having her participate was fun and sucking on her tit really turned me on so I came on her stomach.
She had a kind of fetish where she liked to be in a public place with coyly have the evidence of sex somewhere on her. Makes me wonder at all the people we see in every day situations… who among us is hiding something similar? It’s an erotic thought :)
Afterwards she told me that she had never had a guy masturbate and she thought it was really hot and now she was going to have to go home and masturbate too (she said she was too shy to masturbate in front of me and she also didn’t want me to do it for her because “It’s still too soon”… argggg!). Hmmm, I just presumed most people do this with each other, not on the first couple dates but eventually. Am I wrong?
I recently came across some “reality” porn where there are 2 models who watch a guy jerk off for them. The 2 women actually do look genuinely excited. The other videos on the site seem pretty lame, but this video’s trailer is here: http://www.purecfnm.com/tour02.htm
So it got me thinking of the women I have been who I have done that for or who had done that for me. C had the biggest thing for watching me jerk off for her, which is strange because I wouldn't describe her as having a crazy libido. We’d have sex and she would often move my hand onto my cock, which was the obvious sign that she wanted to watch me. She wouldn’t reciprocate, but that was OK because it was satisfying just to watch her get really turned on and to know that I was tapping into her fetish.
She worked earlier than I did in the morning and I would be getting into the shower shortly before she was to leave the apartment. Many times she would come into the bathroom, pull the curtains and sit up on the sink counter facing me. I knew what that meant, she wanted me to jerk off for her before work. She said that was her favourite thing, watching me do it in the shower. She worked in an office so she was always in her professional clothes and looked really hot. I liked her look of a white dress shirt and a skirt, so hot. And sometimes when she had a skirt she would slowly spread her legs for me and I remember the first time that she did that when she wasn’t wearing any underwear, which meant that sometimes she doesn’t wear underwear to work all the time which I thought was pretty hot. Sometimes she would show up with her vibrator, not to use on her pussy while she watched me, but to suck on as she watched.
One of the times she didn’t have underwear on she waited until I told her I was about to come and then she jumped down from the counter, turned around with her skirt lifted and told me to come in her pussy. I managed to get inside her surprisingly wet pussy and fuck it for about 5 seconds before blasting my wad of come inside her. She then wiped herself up a bit and ran out the front door so quickly that my come was still warm inside her. She phoned me at lunch time and told me that some of my come had started oozing out on the bus but that there were to many people to be able to wipe it up without anyone noticing, so she couldn’t do anything. On her short walk into work from where she gets off the bus she said she could feel my come slowly running down the inside of her thigh.
Another time, when I was about to come she got down and told me she wanted to taste me all morning at work and so she blew me.
Of course by the time she got home from work she would be incredibly horny from the morning’s events and so I would get to tease her by taking my time to getting to her needs. Actually she was also the first woman I had jerked off for. I remember we were in bed and she was watching me and then she took one of her breasts into her hand and brought it to my mouth to suck on while I jerked off. Having her participate was fun and sucking on her tit really turned me on so I came on her stomach.
She had a kind of fetish where she liked to be in a public place with coyly have the evidence of sex somewhere on her. Makes me wonder at all the people we see in every day situations… who among us is hiding something similar? It’s an erotic thought :)
Sunday, July 1, 2007
Help I’ve Been Outdrawn!!!So my girlfriend dumped me a month ago or so, just before my birthday. The reasons she gave were really poor, hardly the kind of thing you would dump someone for out of the blue after 3 years without talking about it first. I realized afterwards that her reasons were probably just a smokescreen for whatever the real reason is. I had a couple friends who thought the same thing, which gave me some comfort that I wasn’t just being paranoid.
Her breaking up with me was especially surprising since she has been, well all I can think to describe it is being a cunt, so until I can be less emotional and more intellectual that’s the word I have to use. So she’s been a cunt for about the last year and I have been putting up with her and trying to help her through some issues she has. So if anyone was going to break up with someone it should have been me breaking up with her.
So now I am torturing myself wondering what the real reason is that she broke up with me. I can’t help but think that she must have cheated or something. Would explain why, when she would get drunk, she was always on my case thinking I’m hitting on other chicks. Her own guilt was getting put onto me? With this eating away at me I am pretty angry these days, have trouble sleeping, I’m hurt, etc.
I haven’t really spoken to her since the break-up. I guess the best thing for me would be to email her and ask her to give me the straight goods about the break-up. Except I do not want to give her the pleasure of me coming to her grovelling on my knees, of me . I guess this is the normal post-break-up stand-off where the first one to make a move feels like they have lost the duel, pretty childish I guess. Reminds me of Leonard Cohen’s line from his song Hallelujah “all I ever learned from love is how to shoot at someone who outdrew you”. I’d love to duke it out and throw hurtful comments at each other. Somehow I think that would be satisfying in some way, kind of cathartic (one of my favourite words by the way!). Crap, unfortunately I have this thing where I have to be the bigger person and always do the right thing.
So, what, do I really have to contact her and get this over with? What do you think?
PS: since it is July 1 today, happy Dominion Day Canada!!
Her breaking up with me was especially surprising since she has been, well all I can think to describe it is being a cunt, so until I can be less emotional and more intellectual that’s the word I have to use. So she’s been a cunt for about the last year and I have been putting up with her and trying to help her through some issues she has. So if anyone was going to break up with someone it should have been me breaking up with her.
So now I am torturing myself wondering what the real reason is that she broke up with me. I can’t help but think that she must have cheated or something. Would explain why, when she would get drunk, she was always on my case thinking I’m hitting on other chicks. Her own guilt was getting put onto me? With this eating away at me I am pretty angry these days, have trouble sleeping, I’m hurt, etc.
I haven’t really spoken to her since the break-up. I guess the best thing for me would be to email her and ask her to give me the straight goods about the break-up. Except I do not want to give her the pleasure of me coming to her grovelling on my knees, of me . I guess this is the normal post-break-up stand-off where the first one to make a move feels like they have lost the duel, pretty childish I guess. Reminds me of Leonard Cohen’s line from his song Hallelujah “all I ever learned from love is how to shoot at someone who outdrew you”. I’d love to duke it out and throw hurtful comments at each other. Somehow I think that would be satisfying in some way, kind of cathartic (one of my favourite words by the way!). Crap, unfortunately I have this thing where I have to be the bigger person and always do the right thing.
So, what, do I really have to contact her and get this over with? What do you think?
PS: since it is July 1 today, happy Dominion Day Canada!!
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