So that little diary entry about the Bartender and the BJ certainly hit the mark on The Sexy Site (and no, the irony was not lost on me that, barely 12 hours after posting it, Mr. X crawled out of the woodwork – guys are SO predictable!).
But the hands-down winning email was the one I received from Donovan, the ridiculously good-looking 22-year-old I had been chatting to since the day I joined The Sexy Site. He had so almost pipped Mr. X to the post … no threat, see? At that age, all they will be is grateful and appreciative … but unfortunately he doesn't have a car and lives with his parents, which made logistics ever so slightly difficult for a quick hook-up. We had kept in touch though and, as much as I was tempted to meet him, I couldn’t help feeling ever so slightly (okay, a whole lot!) like a cradle snatcher. So I hadn’t (yet).
In response to my diary post about the bartender, he wrote me the following email (dedicated to me and written with me in mind – and who says chivalry's dead?):
“Ha-ha, yeah, I guess in this situation I am a victim of my age... Well I feel disappointed babe and the reason why is because you see me as a boy and I want to show you just how you make me feel!! So I have a fantasy that I'd like to share with you. And maybe we can act it out when you're finally comfortable with seeing me :)
Here it goes: I think about it everyday! (Finding a mesmerizing cougar) I get anxious at the thoughts of how I feel about not being in control for once, being able to take commands and not being the one to always make the first move ... Where will I find her or will she find me??? (I keep asking myself) I have come to feel like a prisoner in my generation. Playing the field has become more of a task then true pleasure... One night out with my friends there she was... The one. The moment I saw her I knew it was going to be a night that I shall never forget. She takes a sip of her martini staring at me like I'm a trophy she still needs to accomplish and be placed among countless others! I can feel my heart racing. inside my emotions are everywhere yet on the surface I play Mr. Cool, acting like I'm not even paying attention... I sit down with my drink wondering... How to make a move that won’t close this window of opportunity. Since I'm only starting on my sexual ambition in life I’m sure she has seen it all ... Yet something tells me I am ready! I write a message on a napkin saying "Meet me in the parking bay in 10 mins xoxo I am your gift from Cupid". Feeling like a idiot I leave and walk to my car feeling like I shouldn't have done that yet feeling proud knowing I had the courage to pull it off... Waiting in anticipation wondering if she will come and contemplating if I should leave..... All of I sudden I see her. She waves to me and climbs into her car. I feel this sudden rush through my body like I just took ecstasy. My heart is racing yet I feel amazing... I get into her car and ask her what her name is.... And before you know it we are in the back seat. Already she's all over me and I feel like I'm in heaven. The smell of her perfume paralyzes me and all I can do is go with the flow. I grip her and scratch with passion while she kisses me and licks my face and neck I caress her breasts since I love them and they have always been my downfall. All I can think of is pulling off her pants and putting it deep inside her until she screams. But no, she wants it slow. She unbuckles my pants going down on me Deep throat and how amazing it feels! I grip her hair and undo her bra, ripping her shirt off...... (Aaaaaahhhhhhh). Pushing her off me, I lift up her skirt and suck her clit to show her how much this means to me. She’s going crazy making so much noise people going by can hear us But I really don't give a fuck..... Finally she can't take anymore She needs me insider her and she pulls me up grabbing my dick and shoving it inside her slow at first and the slow becomes fast. And then fast becomes faster until I can feel her nails in my back. Yet pain has never felt so good before!!!! Faster and deeper and faster and deeper and faster and eeeeeeek she comes and juices all over me, panting like she just ran the Comrades. Out of breath, she turns around, takes my Jnr and sticks it in her ass and slowly but surely it goes deeper and deeper…… aaaaahhhh! It feels so good! She rides me and I feel like I'm in heaven and I can feel it building and she goes faster and faster and faster ……. aahhahaaaahhhhhh …… and she pulls out and gives me head and I blow my load all in her face and mouth and she swallows and slowly sucks out all the juice and I think to myself “Wow! the most amazing sex I've ever had!” and she simply puts on her clothes, tells me to get out and drives away....... And I'm left standing there in amazement.... Mwahs”
Good grief! I am exhausted just reading that, never mind ACTUALLY doing it. And let’s not even start on the discrepancies …
But all in all, how terribly cute - apart, of course, from his belief that a woman would voluntarily go down on a guy immediately after he has gone in her, ahem, back door. (Eew!) But his sheer enthusiasm and adorable naivety (I want to visit this wonderful, whimsical world where anal sex is so easy, pleasurable and smooth without so much as the lick of a tongue or one drop of lube in sight!) – rather intoxicating. But still exhausting.
Note to Self: Next time I want to have really awkward, partially public, porn-style sex, after which I might just be arrested for assaulting a minor and / or disturbing the peace / indecent exposure, call Donovan!
(I am not all cynic though … still have flushed cheeks from reading this fantasy of Delectable (Deluded?) Donovan’s and the odd giggle escapes me when I think about certain things he described so enthusiastically - my absolute favourite: when he pushes up my skirt and kisses me There … “to show her how much this means to me”. Lol … Baby Boy, I’m looking for a man who voluntarily chooses eating / inhaling pussy over caviar or cocaine! … Or better yet, Ye Seriously Sexually Perverted Man who worships at the Alter of the Almighty Va-Jay-Jay (to paraphrase Dr. Bailey) … oh, who am I kidding? Any man will do right now … just have to choose one … carefully this time. After Mr. X and The Lawyer, I am beginning to question my sanity in coming onto this site at all. But don’t quote me on that!)
x
But the hands-down winning email was the one I received from Donovan, the ridiculously good-looking 22-year-old I had been chatting to since the day I joined The Sexy Site. He had so almost pipped Mr. X to the post … no threat, see? At that age, all they will be is grateful and appreciative … but unfortunately he doesn't have a car and lives with his parents, which made logistics ever so slightly difficult for a quick hook-up. We had kept in touch though and, as much as I was tempted to meet him, I couldn’t help feeling ever so slightly (okay, a whole lot!) like a cradle snatcher. So I hadn’t (yet).
In response to my diary post about the bartender, he wrote me the following email (dedicated to me and written with me in mind – and who says chivalry's dead?):
“Ha-ha, yeah, I guess in this situation I am a victim of my age... Well I feel disappointed babe and the reason why is because you see me as a boy and I want to show you just how you make me feel!! So I have a fantasy that I'd like to share with you. And maybe we can act it out when you're finally comfortable with seeing me :)
Here it goes: I think about it everyday! (Finding a mesmerizing cougar) I get anxious at the thoughts of how I feel about not being in control for once, being able to take commands and not being the one to always make the first move ... Where will I find her or will she find me??? (I keep asking myself) I have come to feel like a prisoner in my generation. Playing the field has become more of a task then true pleasure... One night out with my friends there she was... The one. The moment I saw her I knew it was going to be a night that I shall never forget. She takes a sip of her martini staring at me like I'm a trophy she still needs to accomplish and be placed among countless others! I can feel my heart racing. inside my emotions are everywhere yet on the surface I play Mr. Cool, acting like I'm not even paying attention... I sit down with my drink wondering... How to make a move that won’t close this window of opportunity. Since I'm only starting on my sexual ambition in life I’m sure she has seen it all ... Yet something tells me I am ready! I write a message on a napkin saying "Meet me in the parking bay in 10 mins xoxo I am your gift from Cupid". Feeling like a idiot I leave and walk to my car feeling like I shouldn't have done that yet feeling proud knowing I had the courage to pull it off... Waiting in anticipation wondering if she will come and contemplating if I should leave..... All of I sudden I see her. She waves to me and climbs into her car. I feel this sudden rush through my body like I just took ecstasy. My heart is racing yet I feel amazing... I get into her car and ask her what her name is.... And before you know it we are in the back seat. Already she's all over me and I feel like I'm in heaven. The smell of her perfume paralyzes me and all I can do is go with the flow. I grip her and scratch with passion while she kisses me and licks my face and neck I caress her breasts since I love them and they have always been my downfall. All I can think of is pulling off her pants and putting it deep inside her until she screams. But no, she wants it slow. She unbuckles my pants going down on me Deep throat and how amazing it feels! I grip her hair and undo her bra, ripping her shirt off...... (Aaaaaahhhhhhh). Pushing her off me, I lift up her skirt and suck her clit to show her how much this means to me. She’s going crazy making so much noise people going by can hear us But I really don't give a fuck..... Finally she can't take anymore She needs me insider her and she pulls me up grabbing my dick and shoving it inside her slow at first and the slow becomes fast. And then fast becomes faster until I can feel her nails in my back. Yet pain has never felt so good before!!!! Faster and deeper and faster and deeper and faster and eeeeeeek she comes and juices all over me, panting like she just ran the Comrades. Out of breath, she turns around, takes my Jnr and sticks it in her ass and slowly but surely it goes deeper and deeper…… aaaaahhhh! It feels so good! She rides me and I feel like I'm in heaven and I can feel it building and she goes faster and faster and faster ……. aahhahaaaahhhhhh …… and she pulls out and gives me head and I blow my load all in her face and mouth and she swallows and slowly sucks out all the juice and I think to myself “Wow! the most amazing sex I've ever had!” and she simply puts on her clothes, tells me to get out and drives away....... And I'm left standing there in amazement.... Mwahs”
Good grief! I am exhausted just reading that, never mind ACTUALLY doing it. And let’s not even start on the discrepancies …
But all in all, how terribly cute - apart, of course, from his belief that a woman would voluntarily go down on a guy immediately after he has gone in her, ahem, back door. (Eew!) But his sheer enthusiasm and adorable naivety (I want to visit this wonderful, whimsical world where anal sex is so easy, pleasurable and smooth without so much as the lick of a tongue or one drop of lube in sight!) – rather intoxicating. But still exhausting.
Note to Self: Next time I want to have really awkward, partially public, porn-style sex, after which I might just be arrested for assaulting a minor and / or disturbing the peace / indecent exposure, call Donovan!
(I am not all cynic though … still have flushed cheeks from reading this fantasy of Delectable (Deluded?) Donovan’s and the odd giggle escapes me when I think about certain things he described so enthusiastically - my absolute favourite: when he pushes up my skirt and kisses me There … “to show her how much this means to me”. Lol … Baby Boy, I’m looking for a man who voluntarily chooses eating / inhaling pussy over caviar or cocaine! … Or better yet, Ye Seriously Sexually Perverted Man who worships at the Alter of the Almighty Va-Jay-Jay (to paraphrase Dr. Bailey) … oh, who am I kidding? Any man will do right now … just have to choose one … carefully this time. After Mr. X and The Lawyer, I am beginning to question my sanity in coming onto this site at all. But don’t quote me on that!)
x
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