Archive for April, 2011

I’ve been getting ready. I pull up my black fishnet stocking, the tops just covered by my black dress, with jewels on the front, open in the back and with an open cut showing my navel in the front. I put on my heels and head out of the room.

It is a Scottish pub, popular after a round of golfing. I wonder if when a woman feels as aroused as I do, if sexuality radiates off. It doesn’t feel as if it can be contained.

I spy around the room and our eyes meet, piercing blue eyes. Your buddies’ eyes follow yours, to see what has your gaze. My attire says that my lust can hardly be contained. I walk across the room, not stopping until I am directly in front of you.

“I want you,” I say reaching up towards you and bring my lips to yours, pushing my body into yours and kissing you deeply, putting my hand into yours. “Meet me in 10 minutes,” I say, looking into your eyes, as I transfer my key to your hand and whisper my room number into ear. I turn around and head out of the pub…

Today, and every second Wednesday, Adult Sex Dating updates its computer program. The next update after today will be Aug 31st. If you notice new bugs tomorrow, well, the soonest you will see a fix will be Aug 31st if people send emails to customer service.

Bugs are fixed daily, but they only show up every second week. Once in a while, a more problematic bug, like that one that only allowed members of Adult Sex Dating to add one comment to their adult dating posts, shows up, and it is fixed much faster. That one was about 5 days, and it only took that long because members of Adult Sex Dating were away over the weekend.

The spacing and link problems on the profile pages should be fixed today. Additionally, the change to the blog command that started inserting the title instead of the name has been reversed, but you can add the word “title” and get the title without typing it out, I hope. I think Goddess has covered this in her blogging adult personals posts, links below.

He was in my adult dating dreams last night, the memory of how passionate he was, the way he held me close, and the power he had over me.
I shiver at the memory of how he held me and kissed my neck, embracing and caressing me, sending tingles up my spine. How, without warning, he maneuvered me not to lie down, but to bend over the bed and he pulled my peach undies aside and buried his face in me. How weak my legs became, his power over me.

I tasted him again in my adult dating dreams, his beautiful, perfect, hard cock, the pre-cum dripping out, so tasty and his scent, how he made my heart race. How when he kissed me again, I smelled my scent on his face.

The memory of him aroused me in my adult dating dreams, how he looked after my pussy with his cock, deep burying thrusts, shoving himself deeper in me, forcing me to cum and squirt around his cock, making me so wet. My hips rolled with desire to the memory in my adult dating dreams.

In my dream I see him continuing to watch me as I drive away and he doesn’t stop watching until I am gone. Oh how I will miss him.

The room wasn’t so much as room but more of a sexual lair. By the doorway hang two lined silk housecoats. A fireplace burns on one side, with a bed of cushions around a coffee table, in front of a futon.
Laid out on the coffee table is a Belgium chocolate fondue, mixed with fresh cream, surrounded by a tray of fresh fruit, strawberries, cherries, banana slices, oranges sections, slices of peaches and nectarines. A bottle of wine awaited opening beside two crystal glasses.
A spiral staircase lead up to a loft. There is a king sized bed with tiled mirrors framing it perfectly from above. One wall is an entired wall of mirrors. The bed has bed posts, and is equipped to allow a little bondage play. In front of the bed hangs a sex swing, and to one side is a frog seat.
The is no direct light, but soft light bounces out from behind fixtures and candles flicker around the fondue.
I am waiting on the futon, my dress slightly above the tops of my black stocking. I hear the key turn in the door and watch it open. You step into the room, looking around until you spot me and your blue eyed piercing gaze locks on mine…

“We should have a theme party in your honor,” he said.

Well, that sounds special, a theme party just for me???

“Yeah,” he said, “we should have a make you squirt party!”

Oh, how special, as I feel a tightening and a longing come to life between my legs. A squirt party, a goal orientated make-me-squirt party. What an idea! Who’d have thought to have a party like that? This sounds way more exciting then say, a birthday party.

“I’ll make you squirt, I always make women squirt, and we can also invite M. He’s good at making women squirt,” he said confidently, “there will be 5 of us, 3m and 2f.”

Oh boy, a small, goal-oriented make-me-squirt party with two very skilled, determined men. M has some other things he has to get done, so he might be a bit late.

I’m so excited, and horny, and well, the need just grows waiting for the day.

And then the day comes. The longing in my body is driving me crazy. And planning… What shall I wear? The red dress? My boots? Red merry widow? Chain mail, maybe to a clinky dance as a teaser. Have to paint the nails bright red. Black stocking, I’ll wear some black stocking, I’m so excited getting ready.

Ding dong…

If I was exhausted because of doing my civic duty following Sunday Fornication Act, I wouldn’t be so horny, and if you missed the enactment of Bill 69, well, the links, Bill 69 second reading, Bill 69 Drill, give the background.

I was thinking, what the heck gets into a woman in her forties, me, that changes her character from being a little freaked that someone would actually email you when set up a profile on a sex dating site just because you are curious, to embracing it beyond anything you thought you were capable of?

Indeed, I’m thinking back about 20 years ago and a sexy girlfriend and I put a personal ad together into the personal’s column just for fun. I forget the details of our ad, but it came across kind of, “we want to live in a beer commercial,” funny, light hearted and fun.

And sexy boy, was that ad successful. You had to actually write something on real paper, put it in an envelope and stick in the mail to respond. I knew a few adult dating friends who had written personal ads and they typically got 0-15 replies. Well, we got way over a hundred, maybe 200.. But I digress from the point of what I want to say.

This one response really stood out for me. The guy, I mean, was he nuts or what, he actually sent erotic pictures of himself!!!!!

Didn’t he know that would make his adult dating pictures a part of the public domain????? If you send nude adult dating pictures to a complete stranger, you have no rights to expect privacy to those sex pictures, I mean, what was he thinking?????

Oh, how things change, so what am I thinking???

Anyway, being true to the rebellion that I have embraced since being on Adult Sex Dating, the rebellion to convention and social morals that I grew up with, I have uploaded that series of 1 x 1 adult dating pics that appear on the side of this profile into a network album so they aren’t so tiny.

And I had fun posting that last post. The only thing that wasn’t fun was Adult Sex Dating kept denying parts of it, so it looked incomplete, and my computer crashed right when I was at the end of a comment that I responded to many who left comments . I hate the censorship, and computer problems.

greeneyesatl05, in response to my questions about marriage asked “How many here wish they could turn back the clock and start all over?”

I’d like to add to that, what might you do differently? I mean do you think things could be different if you’d done something different early?

I haven’t seen my friend Gunslinger around for a while, but I think he has made some of the best comments I’ve seen on this issue if you aren’t already attached.

Ok, looking back at that post on who doesn’t like getting or giving oral and noticing the comments about wives, I am curious about changes to sex after marriage.

How many got blowjobs before marriage, but not after?

How many found the sexual window of activities shrunk after marriage?

How many find they’ve explored and opened up further with marriage?

How many knew there was a problem with sex before marriage but got married anyway? Did it get better, worse, or is about the same?

I’ve been musing over SensuallyKatey’s comment about men being attracted to a online sex dating blog, not for the articles, but the pictures.

I ususally put two and two together and get four, but sometimes I get three or five and four never occurs to me.

Well, I’ve noticed since I started this online sex dating blogging thing that number of people who actually say anything is quite low compared to the number of views, probably one of the lower comment to view ratios. The “three” I got was “they just figure with the number of views, their contribution would not be noticed.” The “five” I got was, well, it wasn’t four.

I attract lookers. That ratio is low because I attract lookers. How could anybody not figure out that two and two is four?

So, you wanna look???

But I do have a question, and if the online sex dating reviewers would quit messing this linked online sex dating blog up, the question and the style to which I have presented it would finally make sense.

I was thinking about how if something is invented, the way the male mind works, for sure it is going to analyzed with consideration for how it might be used to enhance sex dating. I mean, who thought up using those electrode pads to give jolts of electricity? I doubt a woman, but I bet several men did at the same time. I mean, sex dating is always on a man’s mind, and everything is about sex dating.
The same is true for women, but in a very different way. Take for example, not folding the t-shirts the correct way so they fit in the drawer and stack neatly. How is this all about sex? Well, next thing she’s mad and you’re cut off for the rest of your sex dating life.
See, it’s all about sex dating for both sexes, it’s just processed differently .
Guys, am I wrong that you’ve been cut off for a similar indiscretion at some time? And, am I wrong that you’re the one always suggesting how to explore new things sexually?