LadyGodiva's Blog

Not trying to be a downer but I've had a few down months. But J has been the bright light in my dreary cloud of life. We continue to have super sex together. A few weeks ago, I enjoyed watching him fuck another lady at a party too. That was exciting. And then he fucked me at the party. mmmmm goooood. We seem to have such similar interests in sex that it's easy in bed. He's more dominant and I'm more submissive. He loves to fuck hard and so do I. But he's good at mixing it up too. He's a great partner. Damn, I'm getting wet just thinking about his cock sliding in and out of my wet pussy and my legs wrapped around his neck!

I had the pleasure of playing with my first black cock at a party earlier this month. He was a great kisser, and kissing is my favorite thing, and we naturally got carried away and had our lips all over each other. Since then, I've played with a few other black guys and enjoyed each one just as much as any of my other guy friends.

I haven't had the pleasure of playing with a pierced cock yet. I'm sure one of these days I will find such a guy who is willing to play and let me experience the thrill of a piercing.

Sex with J just gets better and better. He came over today and fucked me over and over and over. It was hot, it was wild, it was driven. He told me he was gonna fuck me so much I'd be sore afterwards. Bring it on baby, I like that!

I'm doing much better sucking his cock too. I really enjoy wrapping my lips around his head, sucking him into my mouth and feeling his cock harden as my tongue strokes it.

Today while fucking me he wanted me to beg for his cock. yessir anything you want, just keep fucking me with that big cock of yours. Besides, I like pleading for him to fuck my pussy. I'm always saying how bad I need him to come fuck me.

We fuck fast and slow, when he's hard and when he's soft, and it's all good. But I know I cum best when he fucks me fast and hard. The pounding vibrates my entire body and sends me into a climax that nearly makes me pass out. I love it. I need it. I want it.

And so... it's been over 12 hours since he came over and yes my pussy is sore. And I love it. Everytime I move I feel the soreness and I smile and rub that kitty a bit, thinking of the fun that J and I have fucking each other. oooo it makes me want to go play with myself and relive the fun afternoon.

J and I went to a Meet and Greet at a local bar here in town a few weeks ago. Lots of couples were there, so it was a good time to meet other couples and just chat and get to know them without any pressure.

When D and I were together, we played with a couple and they were at this M&G. They both knew we had broke up and I was now with J. So the lady and I were talking about D and she told me so much that just made me feel justified in the break up. Apparently, D went whining to her and tried to break her and her bf up. She said she let it go on for about 2 weeks then kicked him to the curb too.

And then D walks into the club with his new gf. He met this gal at a resort and now lives with her. She's really cute, much younger too. It just goes to show ya... there is someone for everyone. Maybe they will last, but I doubt it. He's such a lecherous creep.

J came over today and we had the best sex ever. We had both had some health issues (me with a sprained ankle and he with kidney stones) so it was some time ago that we played... yeah, it was about 10 days, but it felt like a lot of time! Anyways, he came over and we played as ususal. Very good sex.... love his cock. I came three times in quick succession which really was nice.

Then during a short break, I started stroking his cock and generally massaging it with my hands, which I've done many times before. Then I can't resist and start sucking, licking and kissing his shaft and head with my mouth. This time he really enjoyed it and responded like he's never done - hips undulating and moaning how hot it felt. This really got me hot too, which was reflected in my mouth sucking his cock, my flat hard tongue licking his head, and my hand griping th base of his cock with hard short strokes. He really got off on all of that and said so. He's normally a very quiet guy, so it was very exciting to hear him vocalize and tell me how wild it was.

He then pulls me off, rises from the armchair and pulls me onto the cushion, and says to lean over.... mmmm doggie. He's really long (not to mention thick) so we don't do doggie much, but we were both so turned on, it was sooo right. He fucked me swiftly, his hands on my ass, my hands griping the back of the chair, my hips moving back to meet his so I can feel that hard stiff cock slam into my pussy. We didn't take long to fuck like this, before he wanted to fuck on the bed again. Gladly.... I'll fuck him anywhere he wants.

We played again for another hour. Then after our 2nd break, I decided to repeat sucking his cock and see what kind of response I got. mmmmmm I was not disappointed. I almost thought he was going to cum while I was sucking him! We fucked on the bed again with abandon, then finished doggie style...

I don't know what made this so hot - a 10 day break or his vocalizing more. I think it was more him talking more. I know he loves fucking me - he says I'm the best pussy ever. But when he's fucking he really doesn't say much (he's not mute, he dies talk... just not much). This time he really talked more... which naturally gets me excited too.

I can't wait til next time.

I've got a lot to blog about - I've been a naked naughty girl lately So forgive the multiple posts and let me get the first topic written down.

The drought really didn't appear. I decided that while I wasn't going to come outright and tell my daughter that I needed her out of the house so J (aka squirtmaster) and I could get naked and fuck, I did tell her that he was coming over to hang out. She got the hint and would make plans to be at friends. That worked well.

J has been keeping my pussy very happy with his angry cock. Well, he calls it angry cause the head gets so very red when he's hard. I call it happy, happy, happy. Oh well, I don't care what he calls it. As long as it fucks me I'm good with the angry moniker.

I just love fucking J. That first time he slides his cock into my pussy is pure heaven. oooo, I just got a chill over my body just thinking about it! When he comes over to play, we play for a solid 2.5 hours. He makes me cum over and over and he keeps on stroking my wet cunt. I love it so much I scream for more over and over. He loves that, and loves watching my pussy lips swallow his cock. I wish we could get a video of that so I can see it too. You may think that fucking for that long would get boring but it doesn't. We usually fuck on the edge of the bed most of the time too.

On one of our first sessions, he made me squirt! I was totally shocked since no one has ever gotten me to do that. I have done it a time or two while masturbating with my vibrator, so this was a real surprise for me. And he can make me squirt whenever he wants, which is totally wild. I don't like to call it squirting, since I don't think you can see a stream explode out of my pussy. I like to call it gushing. But there I go again with the name calling. Whatever you want to call it is fine with me... just keep doing it. hehe

Since I now have Wednesdays off, J usually comes over that afternoon to play. If we have a party, it is on Saturday. So we've had plenty of time to play with each other and be partners. We match pretty well, he's open and honest and I have no problems talking with him, arguing or whatever. And he's been honest and frank with me as well. No bullshit, no false pretenses, all natural. Very refreshing. To think that he is 8 years older than I am too. I have had to rethink my age preferences. His age is nothing at all... he's better than much younger guys I've been with. I'd trade in two well hung 30 year old guys for J anytime.

One day, I noticed J was enjoying watching our actions in the mirror. From my position, I can't see in the mirror, but he certainly was liking the angle of the mirror. After a bit, he told me to go get the laptop so we could make a video. I've told him before how much I'd like to see his cock pounding my pussy so he was pretty sure I'd be okay with making a video. So we played around with making the video and posting it (it's on another site, not this one, sorry). We recorded two and attached them to his profile. The quality isn't the best, but it is certainly viewable. J said they would get much more action if they were attached to my profile. I didn't see that it would matter, but sure enough it did. Straight men usually don't got to another man's profile to see a video, even if it is of a couple. So we made a few more the next time. And wow! I got so many hits, comments, flirts, and hotlists it was crazy. The first videos didn't have sound (I didn't know to configure the mic) and naturally didn't get a lot of action. But the later ones with sound were popular. I was gobsmacked. I guess I shouldn't be but then I'm not really a video person either. Still I'm flattered. Besides the sound, I think the length of the video was appreciated too - they are nearly 30 minutes long! I don't think we'll do another video again unless it's something totally new like a close up of his cock sliding into me, or one of me gushing. oooo yeah, those would be good to do!

So now, I'm rethinking my reasons for being on the online sites. J keeps me sexually satisfied, but not emotionally for the long term. We are just swing partners, nothing more. I want a guy for the long term now, someone for companionship. Maybe live together or even get married (I am not so sure marriage would be good, but I'll think about it.) And keep J as well for swinging. I've crafted a few new blurbs for the profiles, but none really are very good. I don't want them to say "I am looking for a LTR and eventual husband." Any suggestions?

Damn, just when I'm getting my thrills, school is out and my daughter comes home from college. Now I can't play at home with my squirt master. I don't know if I can bear it.

He tried to come over yesterday, but again I had a migraine. After I woke up from my medicated sleep, I felt badly that he shifted his work schedule to come play with me and I wasn't able to do a thing.

I called him this morning to apologize. Didn't ask if he could come over today, that would be pushing it. He knew it was my last day alone in the house. I putzed around the house, cleaning up the bedrooms. I was going to pick daughter up later in the day, but I was getting bored. I texted my friend and asked if there was any chance he'd be coming over today. He said hell yeah he was!

oh damn, how nice his cock feels. I was still weak from the migraine but we had some great sex over the 2.5 hours he was here. I came so hard once I screamed so hard my throat still hurts hours later.

I think I'm going to have to learn how to be quieter. He barely says anything during sex, but me? oh no, I'm always vocalizing... moaning, begging, describing, screaming YES YES YES.

I don't know when we are going to have the chance to play again. I am sure I'll figure out something. Hopefully she will get a job soon. If she doesn't I may have to tell her he's my doctor/chiropractor/physical therapist and has to administer my meds twice a week.

Pray for an end to the drought y'all.

at least for a little while...

Besides all the drama with D and thinking about how to end it between us, I had a doozie of a migraine. It was a weird one too. It wan't the normal migraine that knocks you down as if someone took a swing at you with a baseball bat. It was a bothersome, low level, sick to my stomach kind of migraine that ebbed and flowed like an orgasm. I stayed home and tried to scare it off with Motrin. I really wasn't sure it was a migraine at this point.

My squirt master called to see how I was doing that morning. He usually calls me every few days just to check in and chat. Nice guy. He has been onto me about going to work and being a 'good employee' but understood about my headache. It seemed a lot of people have been sick this week. Anyways, he says he'd help if he could, but knew I wasn't in the mood for sex...

Oh fuck no, that is soo not true. I'm always in the mood for sex with him. I told ya - he's my own brand of heroin. I gotta have him.

He massages his schedule and is at my house that afternoon, which gave me several hours of sleeping nude in a 65 degree dark bedroom under a ceiling fan. I was still feeling the headache when he came over, but it was tolerable.

His cock comes out of his pants hard after we kiss and grope each other hungrily in the living room. Erect and thick.... my mouth plays with him for a while, slowly toying and enjoying the growth taking place before me. He moans and tells me to get into that bedroom unless I want to be fucked in the living room. What choice did I have? hehe In the bedroom, we didn't waste any time at all. The half bottle of lube that I had was empty now, but we both had bought new bottles to replace the old bottle. He had AstroGlide and I had Wet. Both are water based, I don't know if one is better than the other. I thought about getting a silicone based lube just to see how it works... next time.

He's hot for me and slips that thick 8" cock into the pussy waiting for it. Yes, size matters, but performance reigns supreme. (I hope y'all feel the same way about pussy sizes too)
He's got it all in spades my dears.... long but not terribly so, thick as a tree trunk, and has moves Michael Jackson would be envious of. I do have to admit a new fondness for thick though. Without that lube, he'd tear me to shreds. Oh my! He knows better and drips the cool liquid onto his member and my steaming crotch.

All thought of that headache was gone during those two and a half hours and even for most of the evening.

Thanks y'all. You confirmed my decision to dump the guy. I chickened out and sent him a short email saying we acted to fast in hooking up and we just don't match. He's way more infatuated with me than I am with him. Best wishes and all that.

He does his usual panic and texts, emails, and calls me all day long saying we need to communicate. oh pleeeeease. I try my best not to respond and let it all sink in.

Today, he continues the texting saying how sorry he is and things could still work out. I called him to finally end it. Trying to be upbeat and positive, I explain that I'm not myself around him because I'm finding things I don't like about him. I'm not into changing him at all, and yet I'm finding all these faults. And either he's picked up on this (or maybe not) and he's stumbling around apologizing and rethinking his statements. We are both not ourselves, not a healthy relationship. End it now.

Of course he says he's not that infatuated at all. He might be over-reacting a bit, but that is because of a previous relationship and the stress of his job that makes it hard for him to relate to others. And... get this... he has to pause several times because he's so overwrought and crying!

I hate to gripe about a man crying, it's a healthy thing for any human, but isn't that proof of his over infatuation? We met barely a month ago!!!

Besides, who of us doesn't have baggage they are carrying around? I certainly do. I divorced my husband of 16yrs and have been raising my kids alone for the past 10yrs. My dad dies of emphysema and my mom goes mental. She has 3 different cancers and dies, then her brother and sister die less than a year later and leave yet another estate for me to handle. Not to mention my mental state - look up double depression and then you'll see why I'm such a basket case.

I do not want to change anyone, nor am I here to support someone with needs. I'm sorry, that's very selfish of me, but I wouldn't be a good person to help anyone.

I told him he's letting his yesterdays ruin his todays and tomorrows. (LadyGodiva takes a bow for the 'brilliant and creative' line... thank you thank you.... )

Make the break already... let's hear it...

- Can we still be friends?
um sure we can try.

- Could I call to chat or maybe see if you want to see a movie one week?
no, I don't think that would be a good idea right now. Give this time to settle and MAYBE in a few months we can see.

SNAP, the break has been made.

I'm having my doubts about being with D. I think I acted too fast in agreeing to be his girlfriend. First off, he is a nice guy, he enjoys sex and is into swinging.

But

he's assuming a LOT more than he should. I've overheard him say he is planning on me moving in with him later this year. When I said something at a party about wanting to retire and travel, he said we couldn't do that because he's still working.

he calls and texts me constantly. I told him about that in the beginning and he did stop, but not as much as I would like. He texts or calls me EVERY day asking how my day went. I'm not used to all this attention and frankly I think it's overboard. I had plans with a friend to go to the Spurs game this weekend. D knew this and knew it was a guy friend (platonic). He knew we werre going to have lunch and then see the game, so he texted me several times about my plans for the next week. I can't confirm anything, I don't have my planner, and I'm not ready to plan anything for next week.

he has this thing about wanting to fuck me after we've been with another couple or at a party. To me that's just so wrong and a bit territorial. If he wants to fuck me, then do it another time on a date with me! He also has this thing about kissing and touching me in public. I don't mind this at all, but it's EVERY FUCKING TIME. It's so fake and as if he's trying to prove something.

I'm at the point where I am going to break up with him. If I do, I'll be 'single' again and probably won't do much in the lifestyle anymore. That is the ONLY thing I'm not happy about.

D and I had a dinner date with another couple last night. We were supposed to meet last week, but I had a bad migraine. I am happy we rescheduled because we had a lot of fun. They were a bit older than I am, but very youthful in attitude. I liked them both, very friendly and interesting couple. We went over to his place and played together in the bed room that had a large four poster bed as the central object in the room. The pillars on the four corners resembled a pine log, knotty and strong. Connecting the pillars on top were four smaller logs. This is a strong looking bed, and fit right into the western theme. Cowboy hats and ropes hung decoratively at the corners. A pretty quilt rested on the mattress with several pillows dressed in the Texas flag leaning against the headboard.

I was pleasantly surprised with the delicate nature of my partner, R. But that wasn't all to his character. He could mix it up like a good cowboy. He showed me that the ropes on the bed posts weren't just for decoration! They were at the perfect height to hold my feet while R slammed his cock inside my pussy. Oh yeah, you know by now I was delirious! R made sure to lube us up so that we wouldn't miss a single beat of the rhythm we had going. He really enjoyed dripping the cold lube on my hot pussy and hearing me moan. Meanwhile, next to us on the bed, D played with S and had her moaning and singing in short order. I know they had as good a time as R and I were having.

Well, that doesn't sound like a proper dinner date. No mention of the dinner and all about the dessert! So what? Dessert is ALWAYS the best course. Unless you are talking about a first course of a favorite liquid drizzled over two naked bodies. hehe