In the middle of the night x x

I think I’d drifted off to sleep, I thought we both had…..but somehow his lips found mine and we kissed hungrily.  Was I awake? Was I dreaming?

I am very rarely aware of my dreams at night……so it had to have been real.

It was delicious. I greedily grasped for as much as I could, breathing him in. He was just as intoxicating as the night I met him.

That moment made me feel wanted, desired, yearned for…

It made me think of early morning/middle of the night random sessions in the very early days with hubby.  I know this is the sort of stuff that needs to be constantly worked on in relationships.  I wondered ….did he do this to his wife?  It made me feel electrified, who wouldn’t want that?

I have tried to smother hubby in kisses in recent times, with little effects.  Maybe I need to try again.

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Dick

Dick was another player I came across whilst out of town for work.  He definitely loved sharing lots of pics of his cock, but never anything else, hence I decided to name him ‘Dick’. I also found him to be perhaps somewhat misogynistic in some views, definitely nowhere near as respectful as TheMaster or nice like Beefy, so aptly somewhat of a ‘Dick’.

Dick had some interesting photo requests, nothing I had taken pictures of before, and was very appreciative of me sharing what I did which turned out to appreciated by other players as well.

Dick was unable to meet whilst I was in his town but we continue to chat from time to time – he still loves sharing cock pics; not taken very well unfortunately.  Definitely nowhere near as nice a cock as TheMaster even though most would consider Dick’s cock to be a great size.

The Slut

Another player I came across during my work trip was TheSlut.  I named him as such because he introduced me to the phrase ‘horny slut mode’ and had spoken of being in an open-relationship with a bisexual woman in the past (he was now married) and how they were both very much ‘sluts’.  Hence his nickname of TheSlut.

TheSlut had no issue sending me a face pic and was definitely very cute.   His office was extremely close to where I was staying and after trying to entice him to meet up he admitted to being unwell and not wanting to get me sick.

I enjoyed some ongoing banter with TheSlut in the ensuing months and, like TheMaster, he happily entertained my educational questions.  TheSlut was potentially going to be in my hometown, so we continued chatting in the hope of meeting up.

Conversation was sporadic but always easy with TheSlut, he continually surprised me at how complimentary he was……I found all the favourable attention from players on TheSite surprising – it was all definitely very new to me and it made me wonder if it was only because there was a lack of real females on TheSite, as I kept hearing.  TheSlut continually reinforced that I should accept that I was hot despite judging myself critically.

TheSlut didn’t end up coming to my hometown and our chats seem to have dropped off for the time being.

The Exec

I had to travel out of town for work and after initially being hopeful that it would coincide with a date when TheMaster was also going to be in the same town, it unfortunately fell on a date when he wasn’t.  So I decided to explore the natives in the area via TheSite.

I came across TheExec’s ad, who mentioned he’d recently come out of a long-term relationship (LTR) and had missed intimacy and affection.  I wasn’t typically fond of ads which mentioned things like ‘I’m hot’ or how attractive they were, which TheExec did state, but I thought I’d look him up on messenger regardless.

We chatted in the couple of days leading up to my trip and he seemed decent enough. Exchanging some obscure body shots, there was enough mutual attraction there.  At the end of chatting one night,  he mentioned something about his messenger pic being the ‘likeness’ of him a couple of years ago.  I was a bit taken aback as I hadn’t  come across anyone using ‘fake’ pics before, but his justification was that it wasn’t a good look for him to be openly out looking for casual sex if his ex were to find out…..even though he didn’t advertise this pic, it was only on his messenger profile, and typically players didn’t use a face pic in their profile in order to maintain anonymity. This was a definite red flag for me but I thought I’d say hi if our timings happened to work whilst I was in town. Unfortunately he got caught up in a meeting and we were unable to meet, but he said he sometimes came to my home town and would be in touch when he did.

That time didn’t come for some months. I heard from him out of the blue late one afternoon, saying that he was in my area.  I reminded him that I was attached and I needed notice to plan such meet ups.  I was a bit shocked when he came out with that he too was attached, and with kids, as this was not what he’d presented when we first started chatting.  I called him on this and he admitted to being a bad liar – a massive immediate red flag for me.  Why risk playing with someone who couldn’t keep track of their stories? How did someone who was a bad liar hide this from their partner?  I went off at him and told him thanks but no thanks.

TheExec tried to grovel and then went onto ask if I’d be his ‘wingman’ – i.e. coaching him on what other potential playmates wanted.  I didn’t mind his conversation, so I continued to chat with him.  I introduced TheExec to a feature of messenger which allowed you to send disappearing photos. He was impressed by this, “see, I knew you were cool”.  We chatted about various play experiences and I told him about TheMaster.  Initially he told me he wanted someone to talk about him the way I spoke of TheMaster, but he clearly just didn’t seem to ‘get it’. TheMaster was the master because he was perfect and effortless in every fibre of his being. TheExec spoke of treating ‘his girls’ to lavish dinners (he liked the ‘foreplay’ of a dinner) and classy hotels….things that wreaked of ‘affair’ to me, which was not at all what I was after.  I told him that I could do neither – either in my hometown or his, as it was too risky.  And besides, he didn’t seem like the sort of guy worth being risky for.

TheExec continued to try and win me over but after initially calling TheMaster ‘a legend’ he started bashing him a bit, accusing him of someone who was ‘playing me’ and enjoyed ‘flings’ rather than developing something ongoing with a playmate.  TheExec was also rather disparaging and suggestive of TheMaster being ‘lower class’ (not that he said those exact words).

There’s nothing more off-putting than someone trying to win you over by putting others down, so I stopped chatting to TheExec.

 

 

 

The GreekGod

The GreekGod was another great learning lesson in following The Manifesto.

I found the GreekGod and casually said hello on messenger but didn’t expect to hear from him – his profile pic presented him very chiseled and an exceptionally hot body, coupled with being incredibly well-endowed.

To my surprise, we entered into some friendly chat and quickly took a liking to each other. Like other players I had chatted to recently, the GreekGod echoed others’ thoughts that I was genuine and friendly….something rare on TheSite.   I found it off-putting that the GreekGod liked to use a lot of kiss emoticons in chat, but it was entertaining and I went along with it.  He asked me if I used Skype, which I didn’t, but I sent him a voicemail message…..I know that I have a sexy voice at times and it’s something I can definitely play up.

I liked his cheeky playful banter, he sent me a snippet of a tune playing on the radio….a pop tune with lyrics about hunting – funny, cute and definitely my style.

We met up casually to gauge our thoughts on each other.  I do love lifts, when you can get a moment alone in them…….discrete and incredibly hot. So I suggested meeting in a spot that had a lift.  I spotted him, he looked much older than his age in person but I’m not someone who solely bases attraction on looks so I thought I’d give him a chance. After waiting a minute for the lift, we finally found ourselves solo and jumped in.  We pashed and it was hot, it definitely got me wet, he walked me back to my car, we groped each other a little before parting ways.

We arranged to meet a few days later in a discrete parking area.  I got into his car and we kissed…..not really my style of kisser but I do think you need to give things a chance sometimes.   I took his cock in my mouth, it was much less scary in person – definitely not as big as it appeared in photos but then again it wasn’t fully erect.  He said he was too horny to get fully hard, which I found odd, but he put on a condom and we had a quick unsatisfying fuck before he came……it was all a bit of an odd experience.  He had to rush off to go to work and didn’t make any comments about me not being satisfied.

I didn’t hear from the GreekGod after that encounter, which I was glad about…..he was definitely lacking in manners and nowhere near the standard of TheMaster.

 

 

 

 

THAT dress

Feeling a bit offended that TheHipster hadn’t complimented my appearance, when I’d taken care to look especially nice, I told a couple of playmates I’d been chatting to about the encounter.

I sent one of them, Beefy, a snap of the dress and he confirmed that I looked hot.

I was reluctant in sending a snap to TheMaster as I was unsure of his attraction to me at this point in time…..did he rate me as highly as I did him?  TheMaster, being TheMaster, managed to get me to send me a pic, playfully demanding “show me!!” in one message.

He responded with something along the lines of “I would most definitely have that dress hiked up around your waist, legs in arms, cock in deep”…….!!!!!! damnnnnn, he made me gasp.

I sent him another snap of me sitting down, skirt slightly raised giving a peek of my suspender tights, to which he replied “slut lol”. He made me smile. My kind of cheeky indeed.

The Little Prick

The Little Prick was someone I came across who initially seemed mature and like a decent guy, despite being a fair bit younger than me.

We had some quick, easy messenger chat and he gave me some interesting ideas about discrete places to meet up.

The Little Prick was cute, I discussed my apprehensions about younger guys and guys being awkward – he assured me he wasn’t awkward and attempted to prove his maturity.  The Little Prick was single but in a share house, so hosting was a bit tricky with him.

It was some time ago that we chatted so I don’t recall a lot, but I definitely learnt a lot from meeting him (albeit briefly).  I had been very much in serious horny slut mode which definitely lead me to make some poor choices.  I think it was around the time I’d discovered TheMaster had to postpone his upcoming trip, so it was going to be a lot longer before I’d see him again.

After a bit of back-forth chat, we decided to meet one afternoon.  It was a dark, dreary day and we met in a discrete parking area.  The Little Prick was different in person to what I expected – a little less polished, definitely a little awkward and his voice was surprisingly effeminate.  But I was in extreme horny slut mode and needed to fuck.

I took his cock in my mouth and worked Magenta’s magic.  Things weren’t great to start with during our meetup but they went further downhill from here.  The Little Prick had trouble putting on a condom and exclaimed “that’s a girl’s job” – Little Prick Moment #1.  He seemed to have a little trouble staying hard and assured me this hadn’t happened to him before…..sure.  After he came (he didn’t even get me off, what a waste), he tossed the condom to the side….giving him an incredulous look and exclaiming “that’s disgusting, there’s bins around” – Little Prick Moment#2 he tried to back track and say he was going to put it in the bin.

I didn’t hear from The Little Prick after our meetup….no gratitude, nothing.  I guess I could’ve said thanks to him but it shouldn’t have to always be me – definitely another Little Prick Moment.

Several weeks later, he messaged me out of the blue wanting to get back in touch.  I called him out on not even thanking me for meeting up with him and he tried to grovel and apologise, saying things like “all the young girls don’t even know how to suck cock”, “you have the best body, all these girls are skinny as…..you have the best ass”.  Nice to be complimented perhaps, but no – I was never seeing him again.