In Remembrance of Things Past
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Posted:Nov 24, 2020 7:41 am
Last Updated:May 11, 2023 5:55 am 2601 Views
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Never had a blog on here. Or anywhere, for that matter.
But with the Lockdowns this year its been a while since I've had any fun and frankly all I have left right now are memories. And frustrations. I guess it's as good a place as any to air those here.
I've been in here on and off for nearly 20 years. I don't remember exactly, but I know where I was living the first time I saw this site and that was in 2001 - 2002. Sp it must be around then. I didn't up back then. Just joined and poked about with that naughty schoolboy, boggle eyed look and tried to stop my racing heart from beating out of my chest. I don't know what i would have done back then if anyone suggested meeting. Run away terrified I guess.
But we live, we grow, we settle into ourselves. We figure out who we are and what we need. Sp I've been in and out of here and am now more often in than out. I guess I just made peace with myself that this is who I am.
My first actual experience was in Bangkok, of all places, in 2008. I had been on a trip to Vietnam and was up in the ass end of nowhere to the north of Hanoi and had a woman assigned to looking after me. She was very sweet and kinda hot in the way all tiny Vietnamese are and I had thought once or twice about taking her back to my hotel room and fucking the shit outta her. But she was married and I was a good boy.
The week later we were both at a conference together in Bangkok and she was there with her husband. I didn't really know anyone there except her so we hung out a bit and one night they'd both had a bit to drink and he starts getting weird with me about her. He took me aside and asked if I'd fucked his wife on our trip. I said no. He asked if I'd like to. I said she's a very pretty girl but I'm respectful of them being married. He said he didn't mind if I fucked her. I said that's very kind but no thank you. he said she wanted me to fuck her. I said ... hold up, wait, what?
We went back to their room which was in a high room of the Intercon Hotel with a great view and a small sofa thing in the corner. I was nervous as hell but trembling with excitement, which wasn't something I was used to. And now something I chase at every opportunity. He told her to strip for me. She did. He told her to get on her knees and show me her cunt. She did. He told me to enjoy her. I got up and remember running my finger along her back and down the crack of her bum. Feeling her twitch and then open herself for me as I reached her cunt. Knowing that she'd let me in her with my cock.
I took my dick out and gave it to her to suck. She did. Pushing it into her tiny little mouth. I looked at her husband and his eyes were wide open. He gave me a thumbs up and said something about my cock being big which I didn't really understand.
I took her to that sofa and fucked her. I wish I could say it was some intense BDSM crazy shit, but it wasn't really. I wasn't into this ... then. Not like now anyway. I just fucked her. But for me it wasn't just about fucking this girl. I'd had a lot of cunt before then. It was about the dynamic. About having her husband watch me. About looking at him looking at my cock in his wife. Then looking down and seeing her moan slightly as she opened herself wider to take it balls deep. About seeing him rubbing his own cock in his trousers. About having her look at him while my cock was inside her. About their connection during it all. About watching her cum on my cock, her big eyes looking up at me as she did, urging me deeper inside her. Then pulling me in and asking me to cum in her too. Which I did.
He came over after to see my cum oozing of of her tiny little cunt. He took pics on his phone. She got on her knees and sucked me again to say thank you.
The next night we did it again., Only this time they asked me to stay in the room with them that night. I did. She and I slept on the bed. He slept on the sofa. I woke up twice in the night and fucked his wife.
I never saw them again.
But I knew then what really fucking pushed my buttons. I've gotten much more refined since. I know what quirks and kinks make me interested. And while I'll do most things I've learned over the years what doesn't work for me. I love CNC meets, but I don't like fighting her the whole way through, for example. I want to be wanted.
Thankfully I am pretty good now at spotting the full fake and half fake profiles in here (half fake are real people promising things they will never do - full fake are just dudes in their basement pretending their hot 21 year old girls - you know who you are!) and can usually manage one or two meets a year. But they all add up. I also have a few regulars I meet with now and again. And always on the look out for others who have an interesting story I can involve myself with.
And it's still about those emotional connections for me. The dynamics of eroticism that aren; more than just animals fornicating. I love to be bad. And I love secrets.
Hopefully 2021 will bring me some more.
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