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SexPositions.jpgFour years ago I turned in my playa's card, gave up the bad-girl behaviour, and forgot the rules of G-A-M-E. I tried to go legit for Mr. Not-So-Right...and then I got over "Pinocchio". Newly single and ready to mingle, I created a dating profile and got back in the race...err, I mean wanted to. But 3 weeks in I was still too scared to get off the starting-line. Hundreds of contacts, a neverending stream of messages, and lots of digits offering no-strings fun -- sex on-demand! I just stopped reading my messages entirely! I had lost all confidence and courage; lost my mojo/my groove and didnt think I would ever get it back.
...That was BEFORE Tuesday's "all you can eat buffet" took me from famished to STUFFED!
BREAKFAST: I had talked with Mr.S for a while but wasn't feeling him, just playing nice, but certainly not planning a hook-up. I was sitting in the Wal-Mart parking lot and texting Mr.S, when this random walks in front of the whip. He was looking good. Gorgeous and oh-so-dark like Djimon Hounsou--my type! He rolls up on me and asks where my man was...I just laughed, thinking "if you only knew the story". But I tried to play it off like that's just how I roll. I ask for his number even though I know I don't have the balls to use it...but apparently he was familiar with this game because he gets mine instead! I go about my business, but God must have grown tired of my chicken-shit games--circumstances would have Mr.S a few blocks from where I was having car trouble and I would be going home with him!
While I wait for my ride, the random texts me:
"Ova my fam house rn. Can we make planz after? U bizzy?" ... I tell him I'm entertaining but can chill later.
"he trippin witcho time nd Im tryna give u ahh great one" ... Now I'm fluent in bullshit and have heard "I'm the best" enough to know it roughly translates to: "I'm a shitty lay and I'm sorry you won't get off but I need to bust a nut". BUT when Mr.D said it I believed him and I was slightly intimidated!
Mr.S drives up in a yellow Vette and we roll back to my crib. He was better than he described, "dark-caramel and bald" (while trying to exploit my 'Mr. Smith' obsession). I had stage-fright and nervously babble for an hour. My casualness with porn and fanaticism for Nat Turnher ♥ was my undoing. He wasn't familiar with the porn-star and I had to show him what he was missing!
There is something about that gold wrapper of a Magnum on my coffee table that excites me. I said it was "cute" (Yes I said cute, BITE ME). We bang it out on the couch. He had decent size and pushed a few strokes that left me stunned. Nothing too exciting or worth noting but a good performance from a one-night-stand. After cleaning up and getting ready for "dinner", I crash out on the couch.
LUNCH: I refuse to sleep with someone twice so when I wake up to a text from Mr.S, I play nice but not overly-friendly. He starts talking about fantasies, and the conversation quickly progresses to him offering a 2-on-1 with his boi. I was hardup and it sounded like a good reason to ignore my once-only-rule. In the middle of making arrangements I get a message from Mr.D: He's outside!
DINNER: Mr.D walks up to my door bare-chested and pulling a shirt over his head. Im not sure if it was GAME, flaunting, or just this dog's way of claiming his territory. But it didn’t faze me as I had stepped up my game as well: white thigh-highs pulled all the way up my thigh so that the white bows in back framed the bottom of my ass. Nothing too scandalous, subtle. The porn, I admit, was less than subtle. I had music on to mellow out the "freak" vibe. But I ran out of time, so I had to replace my regular "booty music" with my driving-playlist: old-school hip-hop like Mac Dre, Notorious B.I.G., and Juvenile (not exactly seduction music).
He looked too young to be my age (30ish). I asked when we first met in the Walmart parking lot, but "old enough to know what I'm doing" wasn't going to fly with a judge. So I ask again: 19! Shiiiit! Fuck fuck fuckkkkk!!!! This baby boy with his baby skillz brought his baby dick up in here, OH HELL NO! I take a few minutes to process the BS that's about to go down, and mentally prepare myself for some serious fakage.
Spice 1's remix of "I Got 5 On It" was apparently the green-light to GO! He pulls on my shirt and tells me to take it off. I was shocked when he started with my nippys. After indulging my attention-starved ta-tas, it was time to repay the generous favour. But first I had to see this Oscar Meyer (my term for little dick). I seductively say "Let me see what you're working with". He says "go ahead", and I'm thinking "You little fucker! You made me take off mine, and now I have to take off yours, as well!" I just grab the draw-string on his shorts and pull. Unsure I could keep a straight face once I saw it I decide to feel my way first. AND OMFG!!! OMFG!! Baby boy wasn't swinging dick, he was swinging a fucking light-pole! All I thought was "Fuckmestanding, this is gonna hurt like a muthafuck". There was no way the shock wasn't all over my face--Im pretty sure I heard him laugh.
Not ready for the main course, I started my "dinner" with an appetizer of "lettuce". Trying to go all the way down was like driving a car into a brick wall--it would hit the back of my throat and stop suddenly, and I just kept thinking WTF? (that was a FIRST). He says he wants to go downtown. (Why??!) I explain that I don't care about oral, thinking he would be glad not to. But replies "69?". Crap! Okay lay back, listen to music and let him go to town. Wrong! Ass up! Then this leech attaches himself-- I'm not sure what he was doing or precisely where but damnnnn!! Where do I sign up for that shit again?!?
When he bends me over the couch I know I'm in trouble. This is gonna hurt like a bitch!! Just tough it out and it will all be over soon. THANKFULLY pain wasn’t an issue-- he seemed well aware of the damage his hardware could do. He spits on my ass, which instantaneously made me wetter than fuck, and goes real slow 'til I warm up. Hesitation fades and soon I'm backing it up, rolling my hips and grinding my ass into his stomach. Only occasionally having to run for the "headboard" (technically no headboard, we were banging it out on a chaise). 2 hours later he has managed to hit it sooo fucking hard for sooo fucking long that he has literally fucked my couch two feet across the floor. Skeet Skeet Skeet. Round 2!
Smoke-break. He goes to his car to get a smoke and walks out my door BUTT-ASS-NAKED! No drawers, nada. I mean it was the middle of the night, but I live in a busy subdivision (not that I care what my neighbors think). Damnn! baby boy is confident. Brava! We recoup with "TV" and "big-kid toys". He grabs one and goes to work. It wasn’t long before his "toy" replaced the one he was holding. Unfortunately we BOTH didn't have the energy we had in round one. 6-positions later and in the middle of oral, the baby passes out on my couch. Ahh how sweet!
He easily sweeps the awards, taking best oral, biggest equipment, best newcomer and best scene! He would take best film but I currently hold that title, as no one fucks me better than I do! His hand-y work needs improvement (too rough/vigorous), but otherwise, when this baby grows up he is going to be downright lethal! My only real complaint: his tag he left behind on my neck!

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