Fun, but not successful

The halloween party was a success.  At least I think it was!  Granted, I am a little fuzzy on remembering every detail, but I do remember quite a few ass-grabs and hands touching and wandering around my costume.  There was flirting, and teasing, and kissing, and touching, and even some sucking...  All good things for the night!    Some of the things I had hoped would happen, didn't get the chance, but there were a few moments that I thoroughly enjoyed.  

The special fun girl did come to the party, but her hubby was there, and made her leave early. Booooo!  But in the couple hours she was there, we managed to flirt and tease the boys, touch tongues and feel boobs for a few pics, and she even gave me quite the good night kiss at the door as she was being escorted out!  (poor bf totally missed the major tongue kissing that she gave me!)   So no success on making out on his lap like I had hoped for, which was disappointing, but he did unzip his costume in the garage and stood in front of me knowing full well I couldn't resist the candy being offered!

Playing Dress-Up

Halloween is in a few days, and i LOVE halloween!   Bf is hosting his second annual halloween party this year.  Last year, it was the first party 'we' had thrown together.  (cue the sweet, lovey/dovey music.. awwww)  Anyways, last years party was fun, but not as thrilling as expected (as i found out later).  I thought it was a very normal party... lots of booze, lots of slutty girl costumes, lots of flirting, beer pong, etc.   It was the next morning, when bf's good friend/co-worker called him (um, hello mr. rude, do you remember that we were drinking and partying til the wee hours of the morning?  don't call so early!)... and i could hear the conversation as i was laying next to bf in bed, with a pounding headache...  "man, how was the party?" (obviously this friend couldn't make it)... "who fucked who?  did you fuck? well, i KNOW you got to fuck, but did anyone else?  tell me everything"...  bf, in his groggy-head pounding state, tried to laugh politely, and then told him, in very few words, that most of their co-workers/mutual friends hadn't shown up.  That it was a different group of people, so no 'fucking' happened.   End call.    hmmm...  no way i was ignoring my curiosity on this one...  so i asked him what that was about.

guess who's coming for dinner? (i mean, sex)

So my current bf was divorced a few years before i met him.  And after his divorce he decided to have some much needed, and terribly missed-out-on, f-u-n.  (And yes, by "fun", i mean, sex with many girls... random and not random)   He was (mostly) faithful in his marriage of over a decade, and felt he deserved to make up for all that time when the marriage was over.   Most guys (and gals) do this when they divorce, to some degree.  I did too, just not as much as bf did. 

He's shared with me some stories of his 'fun' times over the years before i met him, and about some of the girls.  And we've had the 'have you ever...' discussion before as well.   I knew he had done alot of things, that i had/have never done, and was intrigued to hear of the different situations leading up to those type of experiences.   Some of his experiences occured over seas when he was in the military, before marriage, so it's easier to grasp.  But one story shocked me a bit. 

Hot Body of Water

So, at first i thought i'd back track with this blog and tell stories in order from a few years ago when my sex-life was reborn... but i just haven't had time to sit and write them.  and in the meantime, things are happening that i don't want to wait, and forget any details that i might like to share... so i guess i'll just have to jump ahead to current day, and i'll back track to other stories as time allows. 

Let me start by saying, that i have found my sexual match, and have been dating him for a couple years now.  we have almost as many differences as jekyll and hyde, but in the sack, we are right on!  i've never experienced anyone like him in bed.  There is magical chemistry between us, and we've never had a bad sex session.   He's great at trying new things, and he puts up with my surprise seductions in odd places, and my constant need to be touching and playing with his package.  (hey, i don't have one, so i think its fair when we are together i get to play with his!)

addiction or hobby?

i wonder if maybe i'm not normal.  ok, im pretty sure i'm not normal. whatever normal is...   

My boyfriend and i were reading through a quiz in one of those guy's magazines, about sex and women or something along those lines.  One question asked about masturbation and how often you do it.   It was a multiple choice answer, with things like "A. once a day  B. once a week  C. once a month"  etc...  i said to him "my answer isn't on here... many times a day".   and he laughed and said 'yeah, right'....  but i wasn't joking.    I'm surprised he didn't believe me, considering how horny i always am, how i am always trying to get in his pants, no matter where we are or what we are doing.  He knows i have a high sex drive, beyond any girl he's known before... but i guess the masturbation thing was too unreal for some reason.  

For starters...

i don't expect anyone to actually read this.  maybe someone will stumble upon it on the 'next blog' button, but i doubt it will catch the attention of anyone to actually stop on and read.   i'm writing, because i like to.   and writing in this fashion, is kind of like telling someone all those things in my head that are probably insane, or about all the things that i've done or have happened to me, without the worry of losing their respect or friendship, or heaven forbid.. my family finding out.

ok, 'friendship' sounded kinda funny, considering i have mainly acquaintances in my life... not very many real 'friends'.  its something i always wanted, but just never happened.  i've had temporary good friends, but none last the long haul.  some disappear, and some just seem to step back over time...drift apart i guess.   

i used to long for a good friend i could talk about sex to, especially.  a girl who actually loved sex the way that i do.  a girl who loved it, wanted it, and wasn't just saying she did to seem 'cool'.   that is the number one thing i've noticed in my 'friendships'... girls who 'claim' to love sex. or love to give blow jobs.  in reality, they don't.