you need a spanking

he said that with grin...my heart raced...a spanking?...that's certainly something that i have never been interested in, not really something that sparked my attention...few have tried and the results were always the same...no real reaction from me other than, are you done yet??...

there was something in the way he said it...the way he had grabbed me that night in the car...this time would be different...

he pulled me close, sitting on the edge of my bed...his lips hard then soft then hard against mine...in one movement he pulled off my bra and shirt...his hands rubbed on my skin...hot hard hands on my cool soft skin...his fingers pinched my nipples...instinctively i pulled back, but he held me close not letting me withdraw...

he stood up and leaned me forward onto the bed...his hands lifted my skirt...a few hard smacks to my ass startled me since he had been stroking me softly...he slid my skirt and panties off and i was fully exposed...

soft strokes on my bottom followed by several hard smacks...over and over...i felt hot and cool all over...hot where he touched...cool where my skin was exposed...

he turned me over and spread my legs, several slaps to my pussy...he slipped his fingers in between my pussy lips...i was shocked to find out i was very very wet...

he slid a finger inside and rubbed my clit...then suddenly slapped my pussy  again...it was startling and arousing at the same time...

this was going to be a long night...

cg

cum for me

he pushs the edge of my skirt up...his fingers tracing my inner thighs...i lean my head back...knowing how wet i am...he rubs me through my panties...

naughty girl...you're very wet...

then he smacks my pussy...

my eyes fly open...I am stunned, not expecting that sensation...his fingers push my panties aside, a single finger glides along the wet lips...instinctively, my hand attempts to brush his aside...

his other hand curls firmly, but not painfully, around my neck...his voice quiet, strong, unyielding...don't you push my hand away...

my hand flutters for a brief moment before slowly settling back down by my side...

good girl...good girl...

he slides a finger inside...I tense, not knowing what to expect but craving the sensation...

that's a very tight little pussy you have there....mmm...and wet...you're gonna cum for me, aren't you?...

is that soft whimpering really coming from me?...he rubs my clit...then pumps my sopping wet pussy...closer and closer...he pinches my nipple, hard, and it jolts me...

show me how you touch that little pussy...show me how you like it...my fingers reach down and stroke my clit...that's it, he says in that strong voice, cum for me...explosions all around...convulsions course through my body...his arms around me...

i want more...

cg

the dating pool - can you be my side chick?

i knew we would hit if off just fine because our texts and phone calls had such amazing energy...we met within 3 days of "meeting" online...he lived fairly close to me so setting up a time/place to meet was easy...from the first moment it was one of those clicks where you want to just skip the dinner and go right the kissing and making out part...

he came over on the second date...we played games (non-sexual, you pervs!) and talked and drank a little..the sexual tension was thick...heavy...it hung in the air between us...i kept waiting for him to make the first move...just reach out and kiss me, dammit!...he told me i was this mixture of innocence and sensual energy that was irresistible...well, then hurry the hell up and kiss me!...

the minute our lips locked we just couldn't stop...it had been a few months since i had any kind of action so the kissing was like water to the dry earth...lips...tongues...hands...his hands on my breasts....mouth on my nipples...licking, teasing, biting...

he leaned back and laughed...wow...you are a really really good kisser...

then he giggled...and covered his mouth while he was giggling...he honestly looked like a little kid in that moment...

the sexual energy moving through my body came to a screeching halt...

giggled...this guy is in his 30s...clearly very sexual...he told me that my kissing was intimidating...um...how so??...he just kept GIGGLING and said...it just is, i feel like i couldn't kiss you like you need to be kissed...

wtf...i just stared at him...dumbfounded...what the hell do you even say to that??...one minute my body was humming with sexual energy, wetness flooding my panties...the next...nada...

now i get we had been drinking...but i had one drink...i don't even know what he had...it was some months back...but the giggling thing, i'm not gonna lie...that was weird...

some intuition told me this wouldn't work...but surely the making out could go on?...maybe?...we tried again but i just couldn't get as into it...thankfully, he didn't seem to notice...

a few minutes later he was getting ready to leave...asking me to come over the next day...i'll cook for you...i'm a great cook...

sure, i said...i mean, we did get along and i didn't have anyone else on the radar...why not?...

promise? he asked...sure...

the next day...i didn't hear from him...i texted him a couple of times...i am NOT the type of woman to keep reaching out if i am not getting anything back from a man...i wont send message after message...where are you? are you there? did i do something wrong?...if a man doesn't respond after one or two messages within a day or so...he's not that into you...or he is and you're just his stress reliever for the time being..and i get that...so i usually take the hint, delete the number and move on down the road...

that evening he asked if he could talk to me...um...sure...nutshell: so my ex came by and we were fighting and yelling and she got evicted from her place and no one else will take her in so she will be staying with me, so unfortunately, i can't see you anymore...i'm really not happy about this because i really like you...

but we can still text and stuff...just not with my phone, we can use a messaging service because she checks my phone all the time, she's kinda crazy...but i'm still really into you...

hold up...really??...no.

no and no...i'm not side chick...and if she's crazy i sure as hell don't want to be remotely connected with him for sure...why you would want to be with someone who yells at you is beyond me...i knew when he giggled something was off!

stay tuned for the next dating pool story!

;)

cg

Long Absence

i haven't blogged in forever it seems...years, based on my last entry... i wasn't sure if i wanted to continue blogging and i was so busy with work and personal things (nothing bad, just life got busy) that i didn't blog...

i've involved myself recently with someone much more dominant and aggressive (sexually) than i have ever experienced...it's been very different than anything i've ever experienced...i've never been too interested in men than wanted to dominate me sexually...hello, you can't control me or make me do anything i don't want to do so don't bother trying that crap with me.

but his approach left me virtually unguarded...

brief conversations, innocuous topics...slow, slow, slow almost plodding pace during the "getting to know you" know...later, i would realize i was revealing much more about myself than he was about himself...normally, i can get a man to talk and talk and talk about himself...not this one...not that he has anything to hide...he is extremely open...but it's an openness that is bits here and there and always leaves me wanting to know more...normally, i am very direct when i cannot ascertain a man's interest...sometimes i get the "you're kind of intimidating" response...but from the very beginning, some weird instinct has made me pull back on that part...it doesn't feel like i am holding back from being myself...just feels like what i need to do at that moment...

i'm pretty independent...i don't need a man to drown me with attention...if a man pulls his attention away then i wave and move on...but i really really want this man's attention...in a "pay attention and touch me" kind of way...

i honestly don't know what he wants...something casual?...something more long term?...he's made a couple of comments that have me thinking he is looking for something longer term, but i genuinely don't know...

the other night...he wanted to meet me at his house...for a spanking...but i've never been there and i'm very hesitant...he senses my hesitancy...so he tells me to meet him some place, quickly, just throw on some clothes and meet for a kiss...

i'm instantly wet at the thought...i get up out of bed...it's not quite 11pm...i look in the mirror...my hair is a disheveled mess...no makeup...hurry, he says...something loose...loose??...what does that even mean?...as in not jeans??...i throw on a skirt and top...add some lip balm and blush just so I don't look too ghastly...

i'm headed out, i text...

he responds with a smiley face...

i feel a gush of wetness...i had gone to the bathroom before I left...wiped the wetness away...more came in its place...within minutes we meet in a parking lot...he walks up behind my car, startling me...he stands there, tall and full of male energy...i babble something about him startling me and laugh somewhat nervously...i barely exit the car when he pulls me up against him, his arms around me and presses his mouth against mine...i dont even have a moment to pause or think or respond...it is pure reaction...his arms are coiled around me tightly, pulling me closer...he leans back against my car and i go along with him...then the kiss becomes harder, more tongue...his hands grab and squeeze and spank my bottom...i was vaguely aware that we were doing this in a parking lot...that is still open and has cars...but it's also somewhat dimly lit...it's later at night...

i pull back...and the grin on his face...was so full of pleasure at my clearly stunned reaction...

i have dated men that were strong and dominant...but clearly nothing like this before...this powerful energy that seemed to just emanate and vibrate all around him...

i suggest we should get in my car where at least it's more private...the windows are tinted and the exterior lights are off...inside he reached for me almost immediately...hard, firm, fast...i didn't think i was capable of whimpering the way i did when he reached inside my bra and squeezed my nipple...hard...harder than i have ever felt...i tried to pull back...he held me close against him and nestled my head against his chest...whispering in my ear...

you can take it...you can do it...his voice deep and soft in my ear...

i press against him, almost as if that would give me the strength i needed to push through the intense sensation...almost as quickly as the pain started it subsided as he released my nipple...his hand stroking my hair softly...

good girl, he whispered...

he reached down between my legs...pushed up my skirt...i knew the wetness would be felt through my panties...i tensed for a few seconds...he slid a finger inside...we both heard the soft sucking sounds of his finger sliding in and out...he took out his finger and smelled me, tasting me on his finger...before sliding it inside my mouth...i felt drunk with sensation...everything was fast...slow...intense...deliberate...

he shifted between being aggressive and gentle...it was overwhelming to me...the soft touches on my arms, neck, breasts...the firm, painful touches on my nipples...pushing my head down on his cock...both of us cumming...me at least three times...after each orgasm, he'd pull me close...feeling my orgasm as it exploded through my body...

are you sure you don't want to come over? he asks with a grin...no sex this time, just more spanking and more kissing, his eyes smiled down on me...(you have no idea what a foot difference in height is like until you are standing right up next to that person)...i'm sure, i smile...

before he leaves...he pulls me hard against him...grabbing my hair...my mouth covered by his...his hand firmly squeezing and spanking my ass...

tongue like a wet noodle

that's what it felt like...a wet noodle slapping against my girly bits...and he bit my clit...about five seconds into it...i actually said, "dude, this isnt working, i'm not aroused anymore"...since when does oral sex not arouse??...in a strange way it was comedic...he told me to relax...that i needed to just enjoy it...

enjoy what exactly...i asked him when was the last time he had done this and he said it had been awhile...clearly...it had been a while for me as well, but damn, i KNOW how it is supposed to feel and that was not it...

he tried, oh how he tried...but to no avail...i finally sat up on my elbows and said, "when was the last time you had to seduce and woo a woman"...the crickets chirping in the background gave me the answer i needed...

let me show you, i said...then i kissed his neck...soft wet kisses...i kissed his jawline..around his lips...teasing his lips with my tongue...his nipples, his stomach, caressing his balls...it went on...he was moaning and jerking his hips...i asked him how he felt... "fucking fantastic" he said...

then i sat back and said EXACTLY how YOU are supposed to make ME feel...fucking fantastic...

do i really need to draw a map?...evidently!

cg

i've been wanting to ask you something...

he said to me the other day..."i wanted to ask you if you would be my girlfriend"...i closed my eyes thinking, how could i do this to this genuinely nice person...i am talking about that moment when you know someone feels something for you that you do not share...when you say to yourself "i have to be honest with this person and tell him what you are is sweet, kind, and gentle - what i am is tired, jaded, and apathetic"...

and i tried...kinda...

i've heard men say that women only want assholes or jerks...maybe that is true for some women...while i cannot speak for all women, i will say that guys who are "too" nice are like a sandwich without any meat...veggie only style sandwiches are completely overrated, btw...

when a guy makes me feel like a pervy old woman (and i'm not old, just in my thirties, thankyouverymuch!) that is preying on an innocent schoolboy, something is wrong (or is it right? i can never keep that straight!)

in the end, i did say i appreciated his thinking of me but i just am not in a position to be with anyone right now...there is some truth to that, work has had me super busy...

i've been masturbating like crazy lately...got a new toy, lelo soraya and i totally love it!...i've ejaculated several times with this thing...the kind of orgasms that leave you smiling and grinning like a fool...it's such a pretty pretty toy...i still have yet to fully explore this thing, but i just get all giddy thinking about it...i kept saying i would buy a jimmyjane but i ended up with lelo...so glad i did, but i do have my eye on two or three others...

oh, looks like it's all charged up and ready to go...what? what's that you say? it's time to play? oh, well, if you insist....

that's soraya, calling my name...;)

cg

EDIT: btw, i just saw the CUTEST leaf vibes - i am so getting one of those...

good dick

i was flipping through movies and came across one called "good dick"...it isnt a new film, it's a few years old...but the title struck me and so i checked out the trailer and decided what the hell..

in a nutshell: video store clerk falls for this girl that rents soft core porn on an almost daily basis...he follows her home and proceeds to seduce her in the strangest way...she insults him, calls him names, is demanding and rude...and yet, he seems to understand that this part has to happen...as if he knows/recognizes this is a hurdle she must overcome, they must overcome...

what struck me about the movie is how i could identify with her...i am not nearly so anti-social!...yet, that sense of distance, that aloof nature, that biting attitude and distrust...it would be easy to romanticize the concept of some guy in it for the long haul, willing to accept whatever the woman has to offer - even if it means he gets nothing, all for the purpose of seeing the rainbow that will be revealed after the storm...

you dont see men willing to brave that storm too often...women do...they brave that storm...the wind, the hail, the downpour of rain pelting like little pebble....objectively, i could ponder the thought that men perhaps have more sense of self-worth than women...or is it pride?...

in the film, the clerk accepted his object of affection scars, wounds, baggage and all...he did not seem too concerned if she accepted him for himself...he presented himself to her....for her...he pushed a little here and there and if she pushed back he stepped away...

my question after watching this film: how realistic is this? would a man truly put aside his needs, wants, and self in favor of helping a woman he barely knows to see and know her value to him?...

it wasnt a super powerful movie nor was it a super sexually thrilling film considering how much sex figures into the movie...but i liked it, i could feel a little of that distance (not for the same reasons, tho) and understand how even when you push everyone away...a little part of you wishes that one day, someone would push back...and not just walk away....

cg