Sunday, March 17, 2002
Sex crazy me?
I went out once with one of those sex-crazy guys for a while. I am very sex driven but this guy was sick. We meet at work, and we used to go to a motel on our lunch hour. And then go home and have sex again, before he went back to his house. And I thought it was because of the new relationship. Later he moved with me and we started having sex in the mornings before to get ready for work … and then in our lunch hour … and then again in the afternoons when we got home. And again, I though it was because we were still in a *new* relationship.
But he never laid off with the habit of having sex three times a day. So I started saying “no” sometimes. And don’t give me any shit. Common! Sex three times a day, seven days a week? The thing was, he didn’t take it very well. And I didn’t like being forced to perform oral sex with my obstructed nose, or being fucked in the midst of my dream in the mornings with my sandy mouth. By the way, have you ever tried, on those cold winters, when our nose is a bugger fabric, giving oral sex? Definitely there is no pleasure on that, at least you are a sado. It is like: suck, breath, suck, breath … really tiresome. But what can you do if your guy don’t get “no” for an answer? So I let him go … well, this is a nice way to put it. He also didn’t like that … so the police took care when he made a mess in my house … throwing beer on the curtains and ceilings, and hitting me with a chinese stick I used to wear on my hair. And I though I was sex crazy …
I went out once with one of those sex-crazy guys for a while. I am very sex driven but this guy was sick. We meet at work, and we used to go to a motel on our lunch hour. And then go home and have sex again, before he went back to his house. And I thought it was because of the new relationship. Later he moved with me and we started having sex in the mornings before to get ready for work … and then in our lunch hour … and then again in the afternoons when we got home. And again, I though it was because we were still in a *new* relationship.
But he never laid off with the habit of having sex three times a day. So I started saying “no” sometimes. And don’t give me any shit. Common! Sex three times a day, seven days a week? The thing was, he didn’t take it very well. And I didn’t like being forced to perform oral sex with my obstructed nose, or being fucked in the midst of my dream in the mornings with my sandy mouth. By the way, have you ever tried, on those cold winters, when our nose is a bugger fabric, giving oral sex? Definitely there is no pleasure on that, at least you are a sado. It is like: suck, breath, suck, breath … really tiresome. But what can you do if your guy don’t get “no” for an answer? So I let him go … well, this is a nice way to put it. He also didn’t like that … so the police took care when he made a mess in my house … throwing beer on the curtains and ceilings, and hitting me with a chinese stick I used to wear on my hair. And I though I was sex crazy …
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