A question for Fred

It has been a while since I last thought about Fred. I have not seen him since January, although we have chatted online maybe half a dozen times since then. As I was making my way home from work trying to concentrate on the rush hour traffic all around me, I looked up at the hill to where Cougar has one of his offices, the place he go to when he wants peace to work. The place with the big red leather couch (he calls it his casting couch). I have been contemplating paying him a visit this week. I won’t be having any unexpected visits after work from Karl so it would be easy to take the high road instead of the motorway and stop off for a cuppa and whatever else is on offer. I know that Cougar is leaving it to me to decide when to visit……he doesn’t think I will. Anyway my mind then wandered off from the idea of visiting Cougar to thinking about Fred. Now that he has sold his house and is living with friends it has made it near enough impossible for us to meet up.

When I first began seeing him (several years ago now) I wasn’t working and he visited me in my home whilst my kids were at school and his work took him out of the office. Then I started working and there was a long spell when we didn’t see each other, that had as much to do with a change in the dynamics of our relationship and I wasn’t able to trust myself to see him, as it was to do with the logistics of it. When I began going to his place in the evenings it worked for us until he sold his house, changed job and moved across the water. Fred will always have a special place in my heart. He is an excellent kisser and just about the only guy in my world these days who is able to give me a good fuck. ( I miss him for his mind and his body). Because it is not easy to see each other currently I tend not to think about him……I have enough going on with Karl, Dave and Cougar (even if that doesn’t involve a lot of satisfying sex). I don’t know why I had begun thinking about him, in my mind I was trying to work out how we could possibly get it together unless he was willing to get a hotel room.

Have you ever had those experiences when you think about someone and the phone rings and its them? Well it was less than 2 hours later I had just logged onto my computer and there was Fred. He wanted to ask my advice and was hoping to catch me online ………….not difficult as I am here most evenings at some point or other. It seems that he has been chatting to a woman who wants to meet him for sex only. Lucky guy you might be thinking, but he is having second thoughts. It isn’t the sex only bit that is worrying him, after all that’s what we were doing (if you don’t include the 4 yrs of friendship that went before during and after it). It isn’t her age (I really don’t remember him telling me that he fantasizes about older women). It isn’t her size (I am hardly a stick and he loves my body).

She has stipulated that there is to be no anal …………although we discussed it we never actual did get around to trying anal sex so that is not a problem. She has also decreed no oral sex. Now I thought he meant none at all. But she is more than happy for him to eat her out but she will not go down on him. He is not sure how he feels about this. Knowing how much he enjoys me sucking his cock especially when done to completion I am not sure he would be happy doing all the giving and not receiving much back. He has such a lovely cock I don’t know how any woman could resist sliding her mouth over it. The hours I have enjoyed teasing him with my tongue, licking and sucking, she must be mad.

So my question to you guys if you were Fred would you be happy to meet this woman knowing in advance that she will not give you a blow job but does expect you to eat her out?

Ladies would you be able to resist this lovely cock, Its a nice length ……..plently of length to lick, a decent girth to wrap your tongue around, not so big that it stretches your mouth but big enough to feel your mouth satisfyingly full. No leisions nothing at all that would put you off. Nice smooth balls just the right size to pop into your mouth for a good suck.

It really is a pity that the one day Fred is available for some daytime fun I shall be on a plane heading away for a few days. Because right now I would love to feel his lips on mine, his fingers tangled in my hair and his legs wrapped around mind as we re-aquaint each other with the body we each know so well. He has also expressed his disappointment that I won’t be around as he would uch rather see me. Maybe one day we will manage it.

The Boy toy

The boy toy dreams of meeting an older woman, a woman who will teach him.

I suggested he talk to her, I asked if she would

They have been chatting, masturbating for each other

He is terrified

I ask him who he wants more

Me or Her?

He cannot decide

He wants us both

He wants us together

I tell him to be carefull what he wishes for

He says yes please

Maybe I should ask her what she thinks

She lives at the other end of the country

He is close to her

Maybe………….

Would he know what to do with either of us

Would he cope with 2 of us

His dream

His fantasy

This afternoon I was chatting online to the young guy I mentioned before in this post. He was asking me questions about my sex life. One of the questions was what is the age range of the men I am seeing. I told him Fred is 45 and Karl is 57 with Cutter and Cougar in between.

‘So do you ever consider younger men?’

ok I could figure where this was leading to.

‘I have considered it but my preference is for older men, I can’t get my head around younger guys.’

‘Would you not consider it even to teach a young guy?’

‘As I have sons who are now young men no I can’t begin to contemplate it but there are women who are quite happy to teach younger men’

I told him that if he wants to be taught by an older woman he should join an adult site and write that on his profile.

That was when he tld me that he has a fantasy about being taught by an older woman, (me). He wants to come to my house. Stand in my livingroom and I will order him to strip off and just stand there until eventually I allow him to come to me and kiss me (I’m still fully clothed at this time). Next I lead him upstairs to my bedroom where I strip off some of my clothes and allow him to fuck me but he has to follow my exact instructions about what to do and how.

I asked him if he has fantasies about being ordered about or being submissive. He said not really it is more about giving the woman the treat of enjoying a young man and his cock. At that point he was lucky we were chatting online and not face to face as he might have had a very red face after I slapped it.  Arrogant young man! I have been chatting to him and given him advice for the last 2 years so I am well aware that he is not exactly experienced in the art of sex or relationships. He has a lot to learn if he thinks it would be a treat for an older woman to have sex with a much younger man. Of course there are women who do like to bed young ones. But most of us prefer the more experienced man who knows how to give a woman pleasure.

I don’t remember what I said to him about this I was not pleased. But I did say that I might write his fantasy for him. If I did, I might write it from the female perspective instructing the young man in the  art of pleasing a woman. I have written from a man’s perspective before but I am not sure I could make it work for this fantasy.

What fantasies do you have?

Do any of you have a fantasy that is different from the usual ones?

How can I stop squirting?

Most women would think I am crazy

But I squirt so much when aroused that it is becoming a nuisance.

When aroused I don’t just become damp or even wet.

I have ruined more than one matress

I have soaked countless towels and duvets

The more passionate I get the more I feel my juices trickle from me.

I can’t hold them back they just happen.

My clothes get wet (ok more precisely they get soaked)

Men that I date love how wet I become, but I bet most of them would soon become fed up with the need for towels for mopping up everytime….

Squirting otherwise known as female ejaculation is a natural release of fluid during sexual arousement. The amount of fluid released varies from woman to woman and from one sexual experience to another. It is totally involuntary and the woman has no control. The fluid is produced by the female prostrate gland but it is not known whether it passes through the bladder although it is agreed that the fluid released is not urine but often contains traces of urine.

So my question to you is how can I stop squirting so much and does anyone else have this problem?

How do I keep him from wanting me?

You look very pretty tonight.

Those words should have made me feel great, they did make me blush but more than anything I didn’t want him to think me pretty. We were sitting in his car chatting, watching the lights of the city spread below us, it was nearing midnight and we had enjoyed a pleasant meal together earlier before driving up onto the hill.

He is my friend, we get on well, we can talk about most things, we began talking through work, his company are customers of ours. But I do not fancy him. I do not want to have a sexual relationship with him. He knows this. He does fancy me, he does want to have a sexual relationship with me. He would do anything for me and expects nothing in return. There are many things I could ask him to help me with but I don’t.

If I were to ask him to do favours for me I would feel beholden to him. I am happy to be his friend, I do not wish to feel obligated to him. He once told me that I am less vibrant in person than on the phone. I explained that it is easy/safer flirting on the phone but in person with him I feel guarded less flirtatious because I wouldn’t want him to feel that there was something sexual between us when there isn’t. He reads my other blogs, he reads about the men in my life and wishes he was one of them. He doesn’t know about this blog.

When out of the blue he asked me to have dinner with him, I agreed, as it has been months since we had met up. He has been having a tough time with a woman from his past. I decided not to dress in my normal fashion of a sexy top teamed up with a skirt and heels. Instead I wore everyday jeans held up with a black and silver scarf threaded through the belt loops. A plain black high necked sleeveles top with a raspeberry coloured cardigan for warmth. My pale pink sling back shoes with only 1.5″ heels, pink dangly necklace and matching earrings. Although I didn’t want to look sexy I still wanted to look nice.

Apparently I just made him appreciate me more. He liked that I was wearing jeans rather than a skirt as he could see how slim my legs are.(the first time we met I was gardening wearing shorts). He likes my new haircut as it frames my face better. I looked relaxed and just beautiful in the restaurant.

Short of avoiding him completely (not very friendly) how else do I keep him from wanting me?

When he said ‘I wish I could take you home’  I couldn’t answer. How do I say ‘no way’ without hurting his feelings. The best I could do was point out something new I had noticed among the lights of the city, whilst remaining arms folded across my chest, seat belt firmly still on. My body language was definitely not giving him the come on.

He knows from reading my other blogs that I am a sexual woman, he has read about my past sexploits so I can’t pretend to be the innocent or frigid type. Whilst I class myself as big and beautiful, next to him I feel very slim. We have discussed the difficulties of two overweight people trying to have sex and agreed that it just doesn’t work……(do I need to draw a diagram?) So I had thought that discussion had put to bed any ideas he might have about being sexual with me, I was wrong.

So how do I continue to be friends with this man but keep it on a purely plutonic footing when he clearly wants more?

OMG how did that happen

As I was having fun with AFF I was considering going for a drive to my favourite view. Thinking about the view I started to let my mind wander to a previous visit to a certain car park on New Years Eve 2007.  He was a shy innocent married man. We had struck up an online friendship (not through a sex or even a dating site). After a while we met for a coffee after work on the last day before xmas. We met again for a chat at my favourite view point on Xmas Eve. Then again on New Year’s Eve only on that occasion the windows got a bit steamed up as I gave him head in the front of my car. We both got rather turned on and I became very wet much to his delight.

He did his best to bring me off with his fingures but the poor man obviously was either very nervous about playing with a woman other than his wife or he really didn’t have much clue how to play a woman. But he was blown away with the blow job I gave him.

It was a nice encounter but I began to feel guilty about leading an innocent man astray. I gradually stoped chatting to him. I don’t think we have been in contact since January 2008.

I guess it was about half an hour after I was thinking about that day on the hill that I got a text from an unknown number.  

Hi SN, I’ve lost all your contact details from my pc. Just found your mobile number. How are you? well I hope. Cliff

Now I could think of two Cliff’s it could be (both bloggers that I have not spoken to for months). I didn’t want to ask which one it was.

Hi how are you?

I’m good thanks

How is life and love?

Lol. Same as ever. What about you?

Life is fine

How is your love life?

Almost non existing

then he asked about chatting on IM so I gave him the new one I had just set up for the guys on AFF I had just been chatting to. As soon as I saw his email address I knew who it was. It wasn’t either of the two bloggers I had thought it was. It had just not occurred to me that it could be the innocent married man.

Poor fellow has not been having any luck with his wife. He hasn’t been brave enough to chat let alone see any other women. He was asking me if I remember the last time we met, he remembers how wet I was. Thinking about it made him feel horney. I have a feeling he will ask to see me again soon…………….Oh and I have a date for tomorrow night from a guy on AFF

When a man doesn’t cum

For the last 18 months I have been acting as sexual agony aunt to a young man I came across through blogging a long time ago. He hasn’t written a blog for most of that time. He is young enough to be my son. He asks my advice about his love life.

During all this time he has been a prolific wanker/tosser whatever you might call it.  But hasn’t had much luck with women, hes very shy. I have seen his picture and hes a good looking young man. He had a girlfriend he was crazy about but due to an earlier experience was not reeady for sex. The parted company a few months ago when she moved abroad.

He has now met a young girl who has been driving him crazy. The have now had sex and he says it was a disaster. He was so turned on he was rock hard but couldn’t cum. she is distraught thinking its her fault. He wants to see her again but she is too upset to talk to him because she thinks she isn’t good enough.

I have tried to reassure him about this and get him to talk to her. Have any of you guys git any advice. He wants to know how normal it is for this to happen.