GoldieCocks

I'm a bad girl. I skipped the gym Saturday morning. Instead of my usual Saturday morning gym routine I was invited by Suzanne Portnoy to the Good Food Show. I usually shower at the gym, but since I was skipping it, I took a shower at home. It was the perfect excuse to use the shower head massage to get me off. I noticed that the pressure on the shower head was not good. Over the few years I've had it has gradually become worse with less and less water shooting out of it.

It took a real effort, but I finally came. It just seemed a shame that I had to work at the shower head orgasm when it's almost always a sure thing. Need to look into replacing shower head.

I drove to Earl's Court to meet Suzanne. On the way I got pulled over by the fuzz under section 44 of the Terrorist Act. Apparently, it was a "random" search. Of course I'm not a terrorist. Are random searches really effective? I mean if they were seriously looking for terrorists pulling over the horny lady in the crazy car is not a good move.

I was shitting bricks because I don't yet have my UK Drivers license. (Can you believe I have to sit the drivers' test all over again? I've only been driving for 14 years. Whatever). Shit. I thought I was snagged. After they called my license plate into the DVLA. Then I really started panicking. Had I paid all my congestion charges and parking tickets? Would they notice that my name is majorly misspelled on the registration? (Even though the misspelling was their fault, I never bothered correcting them.

The pigs didn't seem to be bothered by my New York State license. They asked me how long I've been in the country. "Oh, 6 months," I lied. They said OK and after 20 minutes they let me go on my merry way. This made me even more late to meet Suzanne.

Of course it was great seeing Suzanne. We sampled the many foods at the show. Ice cream, bread and olive oil, mango chutney, oysters. We chatted about blogging and the men in our lives. I was able to relax when hanging out with her. I had even forgotten about my run-in with the police until.

Afterwards I walked back to my car and saw that it had been clamped. I hadn't put enough money in the meter. Fucking Kensington and Chelsea. It wasn't a great day for dealing with authorities. £110 later I was on my way.

Back at home I watched some crap TV on More 4. I was bored, chatting on Twitter and fingering myself. I was amazed how wet I was. It was so easy to slide my fingers from my clit to my hole.

Sunday morning I woke up way too late. As soon as I woke up I used my vibrator to get myself off. After I came, I fell back asleep for a half hour. I woke up, masturbated again then finally got my ass out of bed. I missed my aerobics class at the gym. I decided not to go altogether.

I spent too much time on Twitter (again). Then I started feeling horny. I ended up watching this video (nsfw) then taking my laptop back into the bedroom so I could use the vibrator two more times.

After running some boring errands I came back to the flat. I shaved my pussy, then I used the shower head massage on it. I was clean, hairless and horny.

I got in my car drove to my new fuck buddy's house. All you need to know about him is that he's a cute white guy with glasses and that he's twenty years old. The ten year difference didn't bother me since we're only fucking. I don't think I could seriously date a twenty year-old guy. Guys in their twenties want to fuck and have fun. Women in their thirties want to settle down. I know that's a sweeping generalization, but there's a lot of truth in that.

What really freaked me out was that he looked like a young version of the BFE and the DG. If you recall from my earlier posts (2006) the DG is the 'doppleganer' of the BFE. And the DG of the DG is... well, that's another sotry. New Fuck Buddy's eyeglasses were even similar to the BFE's. The fact that New Fuck Buddy looked remarkaly like the BFE didn't bother me. What bothered me was that I seem to be attracted to a certain "look" and I can't break out of it.

New Fuck Buddy laid me down on his bed. He pushed my pink thong to the side and began eating me out. He wasn't able to make me cum in 7 minutes. We're going to need to work on his oral skills. I can be paitent. I'm happy to let him practice on me. He ate me out for nearly a half hour. It was pleasurable, but I didn't cum. I thought it was sort of funny that he didn't take his glasses off while he was eating me out.

After the pussy eating I told New Fuck Buddy that I want to feel his cock inside me. He took off his boxers. His cock was rock hard. He gently eased his cock into my pussy. We start pumping each other. There was something that struck me as exciting: His cock was a perfect fit into my pussy. It wasn't too big. It wasn't too small. It was absolutely the right size. Behold, I've found GoldieCocks. Not only was the size right, it was perfect. It fit me like a glove. I don't think I've ever experienced anything like that before. I don't know how to explain it. It's sort of like being fitted for a bra; and once you get the right size it feels good and you wonder how you could have been wearing the wrong size for so long.

The fucking felt great. It was unexpectedly good. Not that I expected it to be bad, but sometimes when you're with someone new the very first time you have sex it's awkward; but not in this case. GoldieCocks kept pumping me. I could tell he was enjoying it too. Sadly, it didn't last very long. He came quickly, probably within 5 minutes. I was only slightly disappointed. I have patience and would like to work with him to increase his fucking time.

He leaned back on the bed. I stuck my head under the covers and began sucking him off and sticking a finger in his anus.

It was a pleasant way to spend an evening. I went home feeling horny. So now that I've written this blog entry I'm gonna make myself cum for the 6th time today.