So... more news about BabyFace.
BabyFace has admitted to me that he has a foot fetish. He loves nothing more than to spend his time massaging and kissing and rubbing my feet. He leaves and masturbates afterwards - which is a good thing because I don't think I'm up to fucking him at the moment.
The foot worship is interesting... but I think I need a pedicure!
I must admit, it's a new experience!
With Love
SSB
Saturday 22 September 2012
Tuesday 18 September 2012
A Weekend...
So MarriedGuy is now in fact married. I did my part, participated in their wedding. Managed not to say anything about the frequency of his indiscretions. I was in his hotel room getting ready to go down to the reception. MarriedGuy copped a feel, whispered "one day I'll grow up", kissed me on the neck. I don't think he has any intention of treating married life differently to the last 6 1/2 years of their relationship.
So, Long. Good old Long and I caught up. It was BossMans birthday party. BabyFace, Long and BossMan and I got talking. There were espresso martinis. Many many espresso martinis. And after a hundred espresso martinis, I was licking espresso off two gay guys then Long and BabyFace took me home and we had quite the interesting night. What a night it was too.... spanking, oral, anal... Those two boys fucked me so hard it was incredible. Those two twisted my body into a thousand different positions. I think my favourite would have to be on my couch though. Long sitting down with BabyFace holding my head down on Longs cock while fucking me hard from behind.
You'd think that'd be enough for one weekend? But no. At the wedding, I was busted naked by a very handsome musician (getting changed into my dress). The best man was following him into the room. I've known the best man for the better part of 10 years. At the reception, the best man and I were sitting at the bridal table. After ensuring his wife and son were a reasonable distance away, he grabbed my hand under the table, pulled it up onto his thigh, leaned in and whispered "The musician looked away, I didn't. Every inch of skin under your dress is just about perfect." When it came to good bye hugs, he kissed me, almost on the lips. Just far enough to be socially acceptable, but the hand on my ass told me that there are other things on his mind.
Punk and I have been friends - not sex-friends. Just friends. It's going fine, just pleasant.
As for (s)Ex. Well, someone told him I've been seeing other people last week. This lead to a VERY large scene, with him screaming at yours truly. I responded by telling him he could go fuck himself. Doubt there will be much more in this chapter moving forward. He informed me that if I was "interested" in others that there wasn't space for him in my life. I'd have thought after breaking it off with someone you were free to do as you pleased. Apparently I was mistaken. So silent treatment it is, from him. I'd be lying if I said I was disappointed,
As for me? I'm happy as ever. Still a perve, still loving men as much as ever.
With Love (and thoughts of sex)
SSB x
So, Long. Good old Long and I caught up. It was BossMans birthday party. BabyFace, Long and BossMan and I got talking. There were espresso martinis. Many many espresso martinis. And after a hundred espresso martinis, I was licking espresso off two gay guys then Long and BabyFace took me home and we had quite the interesting night. What a night it was too.... spanking, oral, anal... Those two boys fucked me so hard it was incredible. Those two twisted my body into a thousand different positions. I think my favourite would have to be on my couch though. Long sitting down with BabyFace holding my head down on Longs cock while fucking me hard from behind.
You'd think that'd be enough for one weekend? But no. At the wedding, I was busted naked by a very handsome musician (getting changed into my dress). The best man was following him into the room. I've known the best man for the better part of 10 years. At the reception, the best man and I were sitting at the bridal table. After ensuring his wife and son were a reasonable distance away, he grabbed my hand under the table, pulled it up onto his thigh, leaned in and whispered "The musician looked away, I didn't. Every inch of skin under your dress is just about perfect." When it came to good bye hugs, he kissed me, almost on the lips. Just far enough to be socially acceptable, but the hand on my ass told me that there are other things on his mind.
Punk and I have been friends - not sex-friends. Just friends. It's going fine, just pleasant.
As for (s)Ex. Well, someone told him I've been seeing other people last week. This lead to a VERY large scene, with him screaming at yours truly. I responded by telling him he could go fuck himself. Doubt there will be much more in this chapter moving forward. He informed me that if I was "interested" in others that there wasn't space for him in my life. I'd have thought after breaking it off with someone you were free to do as you pleased. Apparently I was mistaken. So silent treatment it is, from him. I'd be lying if I said I was disappointed,
As for me? I'm happy as ever. Still a perve, still loving men as much as ever.
With Love (and thoughts of sex)
SSB x
Wednesday 12 September 2012
Down For The Count
Dear Friends,
I've been away as you might have noticed.
But I'm back.
Definitely back.
Hopefully with some sordid details soon...
I've missed you all.
With Love
SSB
I've been away as you might have noticed.
But I'm back.
Definitely back.
Hopefully with some sordid details soon...
I've missed you all.
With Love
SSB
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