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Smiling, deeply, for the first time in a while
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Smiling, deeply, for the first time in a while It is great to have friends, real friends, not associates, not folk you are friendly with, but real friends. Folk you know, and who know you. People who have taken a vested interest in your life, care about what happens to you, ones who not only feel your joys but pains too. These same people, you hold as deeply in your heart because they actually matter. I have made a few of these friends along my days here on this site. Yesterday, one of those friendships was rekindled. It was a Divine intervention, and I know that there are people out there who don't or won't believe in such a notion, but I do. If you want to call it karma, luck or fate, so be it. Either way, I had a friend return and that act was special to me. I hold his friendship in the highest regard. I am happy, really happy tonight. Its funny, the last time he and I spoke was August 2010. One of the first things I said in our 1st phone call was that I seriously thought I would never hear his voice again. He told me that he always knew that one day we would talk again. We filled each other in on the last 3 years of our separate lives. I'm looking forward to talking to him more, but I am really looking forward to touching him and being touched by him once again. He was a favorite, and apparently I was a favorite of his too. I just got done revisiting some of the blogs that I have written about my dear friend, and I am anxious, in a good way. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Now, I have been lax in writing about some of my escapades. I can honestly say that 2013 has not been a stellar sexual year for me. I have had a few bright points, most recently someone I have known for a little over a year, but this was our first time together. I have to say Puerto Rican men rock. He was such a gentleman. I was having a bad day (got stood up) and he invited me over to his home. We had previously planned to meet during the week, so he already had my favorite wine waiting. We chatted, laughed, and he asked me if I wanted to stay and play. He kissed me with such passion. He held me in his arms as if I was the only person on earth who matters at that moment. I know that it had been a ridiculous amount of time since I had someone go down on me the way he did. I have a new found respect for stubble. He would lick me then run his chin lightly over my clit. I have no way to describe the sensation. It was intense, the difference between his tongue and the hair, but it was delicious. While switching positions, I was able to lick my cum from off of his chin. But his licking didn't stop there. We ended up in a 69...my first 69 this year. I tried to keep my mind clear and on task, but his tongue was skilled. He was an awesome lover, attentive, ensuring that I came first. He got me up to 4 orgasms. I ended up in a giggly ball of sexual release. He caught me off guard when fucking me doggy. He reached around and rubbed my clit. This is not something new to do, but when you are not expecting that sensation when it happens, it is mind blowing. I thought he was going to reach around and grab a boob, or just me - which he did after he rubbed my clit. I enjoyed feeling like a woman with him. I loved the care and attention he gave me that night. He catered to me and my needs, desires & cravings. When I left his place, I was tingling, legs shaking, and completely satisfied. Now that I think of it, that experience with him started the deep smile within me. I can't figure out what "name" to give him. Maybe after the next time, I will think of something, and there will be a next time. |
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I am very jealous of him ...... just thought you should know.
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I am very jealous of him ...... just thought you should know.
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