Thursday, January 30, 2014
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Dave, Poindexter, and faking it on a nooner
Ok, so I caved. Dave and I rescheduled because I'm quite weak, I like sex and he's really good at it, in that aggressive Alpha male kind of way. Its so interesting how different men have different natural styles of fucking. Same for women. Dave's style is confident, assertive, a bit rough, and damn bossy. And I crave those things sometimes but not always.
This encounter was to be a quickie on my lunch hour so I drove to his place and we wasted no time scattering clothing on his living room floor. He sat back on the couch and I sank to my knees in front of his hard and rather large cock. I pleasured him with a sloppy juicy blowjob for a while and then we got out some toys I'd brought. If my coworkers only knew what I carry around in my briefcase...
He commanded me to turn around, bend over, and spread my ass cheeks for him. Grrrrrrr. He has a thing for ass play, which has never been my favorite but I'm warming to it the more I experiment. He explored various parts of me with toy and fingers and then I asked to be fucked. I lay on my back and he mounted me (condom on of course). He still had my rotating dildo g-spot clit stimulator toy (let's just name it Poindexter for simplicity's sake) in his hand and decided to see what it felt like to insert Poindexter and his cock into me at the same time. Know what it felt like? DAMN GOOD that's what. He exploded inside me very soon afterwards and whew, good stuff.
We played around a bit more and while I didn't achieve you-know-what, I was satisfied and not at all disappointed. But I do have a confession...I totally faked it. I swear, I NEVER do that but dude was trying so very hard and I was in a hurry to go and I didn't want it to be a big thing. Sigh. Do not lecture me please. I'm not proud of it as I am of the mindset that I shouldn't have to fake it. Ever. A man has to be willing to get to know my body, work at it and not be afraid to accept a little help from me to witness The Event. And even with all that, his ego has to be able to take it if it just doesn't happen for me. In Dave's defense, he knows I'm not an easy cummer and would have been perfectly ok if I had just said it wasn't going to happen. So I'm not sure why I didn't just say that. I'm weird and broke one of my personal rules by faking it. It won't happen again. See, I just lectured myself so you don't have to.
All of this reminds me that I've been meaning to write a post about the mysteriousness of Bella's Big O, as it is a tricky and elusive bitch. I almost feel like men need to read a user's manual before attempting. Some assembly required and please read all instructions, etc. I shall write such a manual and post it here for reference purposes. You're welcome.
But back to Dave. He had a riding crop and wooden paddle that we tried out. On me of course because I have a spanking thing. This was after playtime and we were just being silly but I did come away with quite the red ass from our little testing session. We then dressed, chatted a bit and I made my way back to the office, sex hair and all. I plan to see him again. Yay, sex!
xoxo,
Bella
This encounter was to be a quickie on my lunch hour so I drove to his place and we wasted no time scattering clothing on his living room floor. He sat back on the couch and I sank to my knees in front of his hard and rather large cock. I pleasured him with a sloppy juicy blowjob for a while and then we got out some toys I'd brought. If my coworkers only knew what I carry around in my briefcase...
He commanded me to turn around, bend over, and spread my ass cheeks for him. Grrrrrrr. He has a thing for ass play, which has never been my favorite but I'm warming to it the more I experiment. He explored various parts of me with toy and fingers and then I asked to be fucked. I lay on my back and he mounted me (condom on of course). He still had my rotating dildo g-spot clit stimulator toy (let's just name it Poindexter for simplicity's sake) in his hand and decided to see what it felt like to insert Poindexter and his cock into me at the same time. Know what it felt like? DAMN GOOD that's what. He exploded inside me very soon afterwards and whew, good stuff.
We played around a bit more and while I didn't achieve you-know-what, I was satisfied and not at all disappointed. But I do have a confession...I totally faked it. I swear, I NEVER do that but dude was trying so very hard and I was in a hurry to go and I didn't want it to be a big thing. Sigh. Do not lecture me please. I'm not proud of it as I am of the mindset that I shouldn't have to fake it. Ever. A man has to be willing to get to know my body, work at it and not be afraid to accept a little help from me to witness The Event. And even with all that, his ego has to be able to take it if it just doesn't happen for me. In Dave's defense, he knows I'm not an easy cummer and would have been perfectly ok if I had just said it wasn't going to happen. So I'm not sure why I didn't just say that. I'm weird and broke one of my personal rules by faking it. It won't happen again. See, I just lectured myself so you don't have to.
All of this reminds me that I've been meaning to write a post about the mysteriousness of Bella's Big O, as it is a tricky and elusive bitch. I almost feel like men need to read a user's manual before attempting. Some assembly required and please read all instructions, etc. I shall write such a manual and post it here for reference purposes. You're welcome.
But back to Dave. He had a riding crop and wooden paddle that we tried out. On me of course because I have a spanking thing. This was after playtime and we were just being silly but I did come away with quite the red ass from our little testing session. We then dressed, chatted a bit and I made my way back to the office, sex hair and all. I plan to see him again. Yay, sex!
xoxo,
Bella
Thursday, January 16, 2014
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
Day of Weirdness in my head
Being a girl is fucked up. I can be the most confident person one day and then go off into the Land of Self Bashing the next. Dave/Mr. Coffee cancelled on me at the last minute today and I got a shady vibe as to his stated reason. I can't decide about him. He's nice and attractive (although short...what is up with that...I can't find a tall guy to save my life) and all the things. But he also seems to need his ego stroked as much as his cock, and wears a lot of jewelry which I am not ashamed to admit that I find a bit douchey. I was actually kind of relieved though because I have been in a weird mood today and wasn't feeling that anticipatory excitement that I like, so I think it was for the best. But then of course, my girly brain suspects that he opted for a younger, sexier, skinnier date (he has told me repeatedly that he is fucking a "tiny" 19 year old), and self doubt closes in. Blah blah blah. Shut up Bella, you're being fucking annoying.
Anyway, enough whining. Here's one of my favorite shirts and the tiniest flash of hip skin because random.
Goodnight all and sweet dreams.
xoxo,
Bella
Sunday, January 12, 2014
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
things i can't say anywhere else
- why is it so difficult to find a local girl for a playmate?
- sometimes a man will say something to me that literally makes me dizzy, in a good way
- i want to finish the story in the post below but am not particularly inspired at the moment
- mr. man and i have a babysitter and a date on friday...there will be sex
- i am attracting musicians and artsy types lately
- i feel like i need clarification on our "rules" and what's allowed and what's not
- i feel like a fat cow
- i want to have sex but don't want anyone to see me naked because, see above bullet
- i need to replace my dead vibrator
- i miss burlesque
Monday, January 6, 2014
take me home
They sat on the couch in the bookstore cafe. Her winter coat covered bare legs, a discreet invitation for him to slip his hand underneath to touch smooth naked skin. Always the planner, she had worn a dress that hit her at mid-thigh, boots, and no panties or bra. If any other customers happened to glance at the pair, they would only notice two people having a casual conversation and not the fact that his fingers had made their way between the folds of flesh between her legs to the wetness underneath.
"Let's go to your car, now," she demanded while smiling pleasantly at him as if she'd just asked how his day had been. He smiled back at her, gripped her elbow, and they briskly walked between the shelves and into the parking garage. Once inside the car, she attacked him. On her knees in her seat she leaned her body onto his and kissed him hard while his hand slid under her dress and cupped her ass. She massaged his cock through his jeans while his fingers, first one, then two, then three and four slid inside her dripping slit.
They were both hungry and the car just wouldn't do.
"You need to take me home."
"Yes, yes I believe I do."
"Let's go to your car, now," she demanded while smiling pleasantly at him as if she'd just asked how his day had been. He smiled back at her, gripped her elbow, and they briskly walked between the shelves and into the parking garage. Once inside the car, she attacked him. On her knees in her seat she leaned her body onto his and kissed him hard while his hand slid under her dress and cupped her ass. She massaged his cock through his jeans while his fingers, first one, then two, then three and four slid inside her dripping slit.
They were both hungry and the car just wouldn't do.
"You need to take me home."
"Yes, yes I believe I do."
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