I don’t even know where to start. I’ve been gone so long. Work was kicking my ass. Been working overnight shifts. Been fatigued from lugging mannequins and thinking about color contrasts. Shit. My social life has hit the pits. Before Thanksgiving, my highlight of the week was a chicken portabello sandwich from Central Market. Being that I work in the background, I can come to work with comfy sweats, no makeup and tennis shoes. This is cool at first. Then, you find yourself looking at the other girls with flawless makeup, perfect hair and designer clothes. Then I look at myself and say, “I used to be her.”
Now I am. I finally got my weave done right, eyebrows waxed and I am starting to work out on Monday. Yes, I am tired, but I finally got my schedule on a sane rhythm so I can have sex and drink vodka again. Fuckin’ A. Oh, what a difference a job makes. I remember going to swingers clubs and drinking Grey Goose out the bottle. Now, I buy DVDS and sip on Zinfadel. Fuck, I’ve gotten boring.
Except the fact that I am getting banged at least three times a week. Oh, BTW, I tried tittyfucking and I have to say that I like it. I have these big, juicy Ds that I wrap around a long, thick cock. It’s just turning me on just thinking about it. I may do something crazy and fuck tonight. Or I might masturbate. Really, really hard.
A fantasy Friday night for me would be to with a fine, tall, darkskinned (not necessarily Black, just ethnic) with big hands and a bigger dick. We would take shots of Goldschlager and he would take me to Four Seasons Hotel. We would request the highest floor and he undress me on the balcony. I would let him tittyfuck me and I would suck his dick. He would bend me over and fuck me doggystyle and come on my tits.
Whew. Now that I came while typing that…LOL. Well, I came pretty close.
I know that my readers are just as horny as I am. Why don’t you drop me a line of the craziest, weirdest thing that turn you on?
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November 30, 2008 at 4:56 pm
It’s not really crazy, but when I hug guys I find attractive, I love feeling them against me. And not really even in a dodgy way. Last night I was at a party, and as I was leaving I hugged the guy I’m madly in love with (blog to come soon), but I stood really close so I could feel the bulge in his pants. God, I’m pathetic.
December 9, 2008 at 12:49 pm
The thing that turns me on is giving bjs while a guy is driving.