the last week of November... I remember it fondly, since it was the day before my fiance was leaving on a business trip and I wanted to send him off right ( Read more... )

I'd planned on going over to an old friend's house on Saturday to look at her floors & advise them of budget friendly solutions to sprucing them up. She and I had chatted all week about it, just trying to figure out a day that would work for both of us. I (surprisingly) had Saturday off, and she invited bf & I over to hang out with her & hubby. ( Read more... )

No sex in over five weeks... most of the time I want to discuss this he's not willing to, but the few times I've gotten more than a sentence out of him, he uses excuses like "my sexual peak was at 17" or his PTSD (okay that one's valid, but I'm discrediting the previous one ( Read more... )

no Valentines sex... but he made up for it the next day.

We went out to the bar for my friend's birthday. Both had a lot to drink. Then came home & had sex. Sorry. No details this time.

I like my nipples pinched... HARD ( Read more... )

If I'd known what was to be my destiny for the evening, I would've shaved her. He didn't seem to mind. His tongue, his fingers, his penis... I was squirming (no gel this time either... I didn't have time to reach for it!) and I practically hyperventilated myself from biting the pillow so hard to muffle my screams ( Read more... )

I don't know why I'm sparing my friends list, since I found most of you on sex forums, but if you want to read my latest escapade, go here... they wouldn't let me backdate in a public forum but it was 12/19 (for the record).

A little tweaking of the nipples prompted me to shove my hand down his pants... until there were no pants ( Read more... )

no sex.