No more 2nd dates
Saturday, June 10th, 2006Meant to write this a while ago.
Actually, I was out on a “date” with a guy who said he “already” wanted to see me again. Before we even got naked. LOL. So, I told him, well, good thing I didn’t post my new rule about no more second dates then, huh? He took that to mean he had no chance at a second date. I meant that it would be ironic if I’d posted that I no longer was going on second dates and then immediately went out with a guy who I wanted to see again. Anyway. That’s besides the point.
So, why no more 2nd dates? No second chance, do-overs, repeats, sequels, etc.
I self-identify as a slut. That I *want* to be a slut. I do NOT like feeling like a callgirl. Yes, there’s a difference. And it’s not just the fact that I ain’t getting paid.
The first dates are fun. Exciting. Interesting at the very least. There’s at least some talking. Laughing. And during the sex itself? I’m making assumptions about the guys’ intentions here, I know that. I think they’re trying to impress me. They try, at least, to make it enjoyable for me, too. And any “dates” after that? It’s all about what they want.
Ugh, that doesn’t sound right. I mean, I *like* doing the pleasing. That’s not the problem in itself. There’s no effort to get me off. There’s no non-sex foreplay. There’s rarely much sexual foreplay either. It’s very very similar to what I imagine (cuz I don’t have actual personal experience with this) a callgirl experience is like. Call her up. Tell her what you want. She does it. Nothing in return. (Well, at least a callgirl gets paid, I suppose.) Then send her on her way.
Ok, I sound a LOT more bitter than I am. I’m not. I’m not mad at men. Or any thing else negative. I’m just saying that what happens on second dates is not what I’m looking for. Live and learn, right?
So, only first dates from now on. But I reserve the right to change my mind for certain people. Like the guy I mentioned above.
With him… I ended up drinking too much and we didn’t get to the good stuff til the next morning. And, yes, it was good. Even if the jewelry on the pierced cock clinked on my teeth a bit too much. I’m sure with some practice I could get used to it, right?
He wanted to spray my face with his cum. As long as I get to lick some of it up… sounds good to me! 
Yum.
Plus he was really fucking good looking.
Why do I even attempt to write about any of my experiences when it just makes me horny?
I got a new toy recently… . 
I think I better go make sure it works. G’nite.