Blindfolds

This is a post I wrote in 2013. I’m not sure why I never posted it. And, to be honest, I only barely remember H. I suppose I could go back to my e-mails and see what I might be…

I had less than an hour. Isabel and I put it to most excellent use.

I met Lida for a drink. She wasn’t quite ready to suck my cock. But we had fun, anyway.

It’d been a while since the last time I fucked Isabel. Life had gotten in the way, for both of us. But on this evening, things conspired to make a date possible. “Do you have any requests?” I asked her.…

“Which do you prefer: restraints or blindfolds?” Um, both? Each is immeasurably better with the other. Restraints, though, are more work to implement, unless they’re the under-the-bed kind, and you’re in my bed. Which you’re not, and won’t be, unless…

At its peak, I imagined that my fantasy night would feature me and eight or ten women. I had candidates. Most of them, I’d been with before, but there were a few who would be new to me. There was…

I’m imagining my core fantasy. First, what will you all wear? A sea of women…. Allie? Eva? The Historian? Isabel? L? Luna? Maxie? P? Penelope? The Rockette? Rose? Sadie? Sofia?!? Tamora? Veronique? You? (Those names – including yours – are…

Luna is difficult. She’s spoiled. She’s entitled. She’s an attention whore. Not infrequently, she e-mails me, “Give me attention!” I don’t think she’s jealous, exactly. But she wants to be my first call, wants to know that, if, for example,…

Here’s an exchange from OK Cupid, without commentary from me. What do you think?   N says: I’ve perused your questions. I have no idea whether you will be remotely interested in me or not. I AM interested in you.…

Well, not exactly. I was in a hotel elevator with Graziella (learn about her here; listen to her come here). We were either headed up, to fuck for the first time, or down, after we had finished and were headed…