You make me, make me hungry again.

Saturday I had a very good night.

I went out for a friend’s birthday expecting just a fun night among friends and then Edward called me. He ended up joining us much to my delight.

He thrills me. He’s so attractive. And other people seem to notice how attracted we are to each other. Before, someone “jokingly” proposed a foursome with him, me and their partner. Again, on Saturday, someone else made a joke about Edward and I joining him and his wife in their bed.

We laugh about it to each other saying we’re the only ones who get to experience how hot it is together.

And hot it is indeed.

Edward is really opening up to me. He kept making comments, that night, about future things we will do together. He also discussed how if I hadn’t had plans he was going to invited me to a friend’s of his party. He also held my hand and kissed me at the bar we were at. For Edward, to show any PDA, is huge. Then, he invited me over to sleep in his bed that night. He told me, a month ago, that I would never be allowed to sleep in his bed as he finds sleeping with another person to uncomfortable so I felt this was a major step in the right direction.

When we got to his house we changed to sleep. I was wearing a shirt of his, which clung to my curves for dear life, and my panties while he stripped down to his boxers. He apologized that he was not feeling very sexual as he must wake up in a few hours to go mountain biking with another in the morning. I said that was absolutely fine. I just want to sleep with him.

We laid in bed, chit-chatting and I was feeling ready to drift off to sleep. I lay my head on his chest but I knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep. His heart was beating so hard. I wasn’t sure why. I rolled over to try to sleep as he held me close.

Then, all of a sudden, we were making out. Our tongues hungry for each other. My body aching for his. We are so forceful together – biting, pulling on my hair, digging our nails into each other, playing at each other’s nipples. I know, sexually, he is a great match for me as he moans when I use force. Few men have enjoyed this. And, I’ve made it no secret how much I enjoy being manhandled.

He pushed his fingers inside of me as I squirmed, moaning. He went down on me. I felt dangerously close to cumming. I just feel so much pressure though. I’ve never cum with a man other than my ex-fiance so I feel it would be a big deal for Edward to make me cum.

But I want him to.

I’ve made a vow to stop masturbating until I cum with him. A little game, I’ve decided to play, with myself.

I then reciprocated. His cock is perfect, I must say. Perfect length, I’m guessing 7.5″, and the width is just right. He was obviously thrilled by my skills. He kept moaning “Oh my god” but just as he was about to cum, he pushed me off. Maybe he doesn’t want to cum with me until I do? He told me he was most impressed by me. This made me beam since Edward rarely compliments.

Our bodies move in such perfect unison, I can’t wait to have sex with him. In fact, I almost proposed that he just enter me that night but I’m glad he suggested we be “good boys and girls.” I want to really let this linger.

As he said this, we sat on his bed, our limbs intertwined. I was amazed at how much I enjoy being sexual with him. I felt this hunger that I hoped would never be satisfied completely.

I never feel so hungry for another. My body, my loins, felt so heated, aching for him. He told me he was sorry to leave me in such a state (after we initiated things once again when his alarm went off) but I said that while it’s a bit unsatisfied of a feeling, it feels so good to feel so sexually alive.

The Cure – “Why Can’t I Be You?”

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August 27, 2007. dating, Edward, everything but, Just friends, love, making out, masturbation, oral sex, PDA, sexual guilt, single, The Cure. Leave a comment.

Tell me what you want, tell me what you need…Tell me that you only want to get it from me.

In my last post, I established Edward is an incredibly confused person. And this makes me confused.

A month ago, we were consistently seeing each other for a few weeks. It felt like it was becoming serious.  Our dates were always so much fun and revealing. We took many late night walks discovering more about the other person and came back to my apartment for even more discussion over tea. One night, I came over and he cooked a great dinner for me. Afterwards, he loaned me a book of his he knew I would love. Again, we drank tea while exploring each other and took another walk. On this walk, I shared places I spent much of my childhood with him. (He recalled this and brought it up the other night again. This made me feel special)

We also enjoyed showering together. He would bathe me and wash my hair for me. Things just felt so intimate, so right, with him.

Our favorite date together though was the day he took me to a nearby canyon, we hiked a little, laid on a blanket chatting and then took a long drive to some local wineries. Here, we did some wine tasting. It was incredibly thrilling that everyone in one of the wineries was incredibly focused on Edward and I, our relationship, and how well we looked together. People inquired if we were married and encouraged us to procreate – a lot! I really value outside validation of my relationships, for better or for worse, and this made me feel that Edward and I really do blend together well. I mean, it’s even obvious to complete strangers, I thought.

Things were going well. He was opening up to me about his past, his family, his sexuality, etc. and I was doing the same. It was feeling as if things were progressing and he would maybe become my boyfriend. He even told me he wasn’t seeing anyone else. I was also exclusively seeing him. 

And then we hit a hard, cold brick wall.

Or rather he pushed me into one.

One night, a week before he was to leave town for a couple weeks, we decided to grab a quick bite to eat near my house and a drink afterwards. Our conversation was flowing and it was quite revealing at times about our histories. I opened up to him too explaining to him sometimes I feel unsure of my place with him since he is very unaffectionate in public. He doesn’t even hold hands in public. He feels it’s inappropriate. On the other hand, I extremely value PDA – of course, it a totally respectful way. I think hand holding and quick kisses in public are perfectly acceptable and desirable.

When we got back to my house, we attacked each other with kisses as is our custom. Things began to escalate more than they had in the past. We found ourselves naked in my bed. He then asked if I have protection. I told him, I do but he mustn’t concern himself with such things yet. I am not going to have sex with him yet, I told him. I’m just not ready for that. (This was before I had slept with OGF so at this point I’d only slept with one person. And, I wanted more of an emotional commitment from Edward before having sex with him.)

He became angry. He told me he can’t stand doing “everything but.” He would rather abstain completely than do some sexual things and not actually have intercourse. I told him that relationships have a natural progression to things and I can’t just go from not being sexual with someone to having sex with them.

He then asked if we could “just be friends.” I agreed, saying maybe it’s for the best. We’re both not in the best situations to be getting romantically involved.

But then he continued. Much to my dismay.

Here I am, laying in his arms, naked and he says, with a smirk, “Maybe I’m just not that into you.” And this was coming from a man I could already envision saying “I love you” to ! I sat there, flabbergasted, unable to respond. Then he continues, “Maybe I’m not that sexually attracted to you” and I’m naked here! Finally, he tells me he may be more into men after all.

I felt crushed by my crush.

I knew, logically, he was just putting his defenses up. He could not actually deny his attraction to me (it’s quite apparent….if you get my drift). But, it hurt, badly.

We didn’t see each other again until the other night. He apologized many times for the things he said. Saying it truly was him hitting a wall and not knowing how to share his feelings with me. I told him he hurt me though and I was fully prepared to be just friends with him. He said, for what it’s worth, he’s still attracted to me.

I wanted to not let him in. Again. I wanted to spite him. Make him wait a little. But I also, desperately, wanted to press our lips, our bodies, together.

Well, we all know what feeling ruled out the other night.

Plain White T’s – “What More Do You Want?”

August 24, 2007. dating, Edward, everything but, Just friends, love, making out, music, Plain White T's, platonic, relationship, sexual guilt, single. Leave a comment.

But maybe I’m crazy. Maybe you’re crazy. Maybe we’re crazy.

About a month ago, I briefly dated this guy who I was falling for hard, fast. There is a back story to why we stopped seeing each other for a while and I will share that in my next post.

I shall refer to this man as “Edward” because he resembles Edward Norton very much – much to my delight! Edward has so many qualities I look for in a man: physically he is my type (tall, very slender), he’s well-read, cultured, sensitive, adventurous….

But, and it’s a major but, he’s a little fucked in the head. Maybe I’m being generous. He is fucked in the head. Period.

He is a very confused person, in general. He’s confused about his personality, what he wants in a relationship, his sexuality, me….I could go on and on.

In relation to his personality, he admits to fragmenting his personality and presenting each part to different people. With me his is “Proper Edward” and yes, while a well-spoken man is very attractive to me, it can come off as artificial and judgmental. I told him last night I would be happy with seeing his other sides as well. I think he would like to share them with me. He told me maybe I can show him how to unify his personality. (I feel this is a sign he truly wants to let me in. And I’m working on letting him in.)

He also admits he has concerns about his lack of long-term relationships and his ability to commit to another person. He has a lot of emotional boundaries. His only long relationship (a year) ended very badly and it left him very damaged when he already had intimacy issues. He said it took close to a year for him to feel he was truly opening up to her. And this was prior to her leaving him emotionally wrecked.

On this point though, I have to wonder what his intentions are with me. Does he want to be “just friends” ahem, friends with benefits? Does he want to seriously date me? He did insinuate he would like to get involved with me but he’s nervous because I “may cheat” on him. So that means he would want to be exclusive with me. I assured him I have no problem being faithful to someone.

Finally, He’s confused about himself in a major way – his sexuality. He is bisexual but he doesn’t feel he has gotten to explore himself in this area very well. I know he wants to. I cannot help him with this. Unless some male-female-male threesomes are in our future. One caveat: I do not want to be ignored! So, both men must be bisexual for me to agree to this.

But I don’t think one could call me the “normal” one.

I’m afraid to let him in. I’m afraid of falling for him and him hurting me very badly. So I play these games and act I don’t really care about him. I easily put up my defenses and spin his words.

Also, I have a mental block that doesn’t allow me to cum when we are being sexual. I think it has to do with the fact I have only orgasmed with my ex-fiance. He fingered and ate me out simultaneously and I must admit he made me feel crazy with desire. At that moment, I want his fingers inside of me for forever.

I also didn’t want to have sex with him because I fear I may fall in love with him. I’m really protective of myself around him. I feel on edge. Maybe it’s in response to his fears.

He later referred to us both as “headfucks.” And I must agree. We both put up a lot of walls. We get to this point where we’re both being pretty open and then bam! the wall is hit and we shut down and shut the other person out.

So what business do we have wanting to date the other?

One thing that we agreed on that may provide forshadowing and illuminate why we’re interested in one another: We both believe, on some level, that the greatest loves also torment.

Last night, after we were sexual, he stayed in my bed and held me, sweetly holding my hand as well. It made me feel like we were getting close to each other despite our walls. He announced he would be going home (he’s allergic to cats and I have one) but kept emphasizing he had a really great time with me. He asked me if I would like to hang out this weekend but I’m not sure if I can. But I do very much look forward to seeing him, holding him, kissing him, undressing him…..again.

I’m not sure what I’m doing here but it feels so good being around him. So I’m going to keep doing this. Even if I get hurt in the end.

Yep, maybe I’m crazy.

Gnarls Barkley – “Crazy”

August 23, 2007. casual sex, dating, Edward, everything but, Ex-fiance, Gnarls Barkley, love, making out, music, oral sex, relationship, sex, sexual guilt, single. 2 comments.

I’ve been too long, I’m glad to be back

 I owe my apologies for not writing frequently this past week. I’ve been out of town. I went to Denver with my best friend to visit her sister.

Overall, the trip was fun. The was a bit of drama but I guess when you have three young women, too much alcohol and too little sleep things are bound to happen.

I expected a trip filled with lots and lots of boys (and kissing….). However, that was not to be the case. But let me tell you, Denver has many incredibly attractive men. Makes me kind of sad to be back to my city. I have a very specific physical type I go for and there’s many more men who fit the bill in Denver for me. A little eyecandy makes every day more enjoyable I say!

The first night I was there was very fun. We went to a place that makes margaritas with Everclear so needless to say, when we left that restaurant we were deliciously drunk. We headed over to this bar where a live band was playing Jimi Hendrix – they were really great. I couldn’t help but show my appreciation for the music by dancing seductively. The lead singer was obviously checking me out but then when they ended their set I ended up getting “married” to his brother.

It was so fun. My best friend even drew matching wedding bands with a sharpie on our fingers. Of course, we then had to kiss! Later, my friends and I went back to his apartment but I must say that this marriage was never consummated. I think it’s really for the best. While I was more attracted to him than I would like to admit I was not wanting to have sex or even go further than making out. I truly love making out for the sake of it. It’s not just an appetizer to me – it can be the full meal and I will still feel completely satisfied.

I guess I differ from a lot of people, especially men, on that one. Thoughts?

Of course, vacations are great for “everything but” and casual sex without feeling it necessary to pursue more…..I guess, I just really wasn’t it that mindset on this vacay. Besides – I was sharing a bed with two other ladies!

AC/DC – “Back in Black”

August 21, 2007. AC/DC, casual sex, dating, everything but, making out, music, sex, single. 4 comments.