So I’ve written many posts by now about some very fun playtimes I’ve had. Here is my first post about a recent experience that just wasn’t satisfying at all. It’s my own fault, but sometimes these things happen.
For the purposes of this blog, let’s call the playmate in question: nakedinthecity.
MrNakedintheCity and I have been yahoo chatters for quite a while now. Maybe even a year or so. It’s been pretty fun, but he and his wife have never managed to actually have time to go out as a foursome. Maybe about 6 months ago or so, he and I actually met in person at a mutual friend’s birthday celebration. He seemed cute and I remember thinking wow, that’s a nice surprise.
That birthday celebration was the only time I’ve actually seen him in person, but we’ve continued flirting and chatting online a bit. Anyway on Wed, we were discussing how nice it would have been if he had walked me to my car the night we met and we had taken the opportunity to play kissy face and other games.
Long story short (since as you will see later, its an appropriate storytelling device for this particular story), he invited me to his house on Wed morning for a quickie. My husband was super excited and asked me to send him photos. So I drove to his place and went inside. First thing I noticed is that he wasn’t as cute as I had remembered. He led me to the basement, where his family room and office are. We basically started kissing right away and he had that “morning smell” of someone who hasn’t showered or maybe yet brushed his teeth. It wasn’t completely disgusting or anything like that, but also not “freshly” prepared for a playdate. I’ll fuck my husband in the morning without a shower/shave/toothbrushing, but a playmate is different. I was *almost* going to tell him I changed my mind and leave, but instead decided to stay.
He put some towels down for us on this couch/chair thing and we played for a very short time. He ate me out a bit and I tried to snap a couple pics, but couldn’t get the right angle. Then he fingered me and he snapped a few photos. Then he pulled a condom from behind the books on his bookshelf and fucked me, again snapping a few pics. He was fucking me pretty slowly and I wanted an orgasm (since he hadn’t given me one yet), so I started trying to get it going faster/harder/at the right angle/etc. In very short order, he came. He was willing to keep plugging away, but I don’t like to do that after a guy cums cause the cum-filled condom can start slipping around and that kind of defeats the whole purpose. So I pulled away from him.
He went into the bathroom and I put my clothes back on. I checked out the pics and thanked him for taking photos that I knew my hubby would enjoy. I was back in my car 25 minutes after pulling up in front of the house. I couldn’t help but laugh. It was probably one of the least sexually satisfying experiences I’ve had in the lifestyle. Although, at least he was able to stay hard and actually fuck me. I’ve had that problem with some men too.
My hubby enjoyed his pics, but I made him delete them all. I am WAY too nervous about them getting into the wrong hands.
As for MrNakedintheCity?? Well he now knows what it’s like to fuck me. But I don’t think I’ll be seeking out a repeat of that one.