Candidate #2

Candidate #2 was a disappointment and not. He was gorgeous and we did have a hot time in the car where he pinched my nipples, massaged my clit through my jeans and made me cum several times over that by the time that we got to Wal-mart to get some condoms, my jeans were soaked.

He was raving about how I was about to get a night that I wouldn't forget. He said that he was big and was wondering if I could take all of him in. Of course, this was getting me nervouse. "What did I get myself into?" kept running over and over in my head like a bad refrain. The large magnum trojans that we purchased in Wal-mart didn't help ease my anxiety either.

We went to this house and no lights came on. The helped the erotic mood - darkness, strange place, stranger, heavy carpet and the shag rug on which he lay me down so that he could do wonderful things to me. Oh the foreplay was great all right and as instructed by FB, I gave him a standing blowjob. He went crazy. His legs were shaking and since he wasn't as big as FB (yes, truth in advertising should be a stape in encounters like these), I could deep throat him. I swallowed, as usual.

On a sidenote - i think I swallow only because I don't know what else to do with their sperm. Ha ha. I don't want him spurting it on me so I'd rathe r swallow. Anyway...we fooled around again and he made cum several times. The thing is, when my clit is overstimulated, I don't know how to cum some more anymore. They keep on telling me to give it to them but I don't know how, to tell you the truth.

While he was putting the condom on, I decided to take him in my mouth again. Bad move. The guy came again and after that he was DONE. Talk about having blue balls.

After he milked the cow for free (but hey, I was doing the milking), he admitted that he was still married and that their marriage was on the rocks. I asked why and do you know what the guy said? It was because his wife wouldn't give him a blowjob and he was just so frustrated already. My goodness, if a marriage can be saved by a blowjob, then by all means get to work on that cock! That guy was just lucky that he got me. He said that I gave an awesome bj and kept raving about my prowess. Not only that, he also got a marriage counselor with the package.

FB was pleased when I told him all about it. To tell you the truth, I don't understand our relationship. All I know is that we're dating because that's what he said we were.