tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71886122024-03-12T21:31:21.252-07:00Semper... SomethingMarried female free to exploreSome Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.comBlogger1056125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-14780458193477107962023-05-03T22:28:00.001-07:002023-05-03T22:28:41.960-07:00AcheThere is nothing quite like the feel of his tongue on my clitoris. The slip and slide that nothing else can recreate, electric and hot. How I fantasize about it. The freedom what comes from his willingness. I won't ever ask but I will always hunger for it.And then there's the need his cock creates every time I feel the sweet weight of it on my tongue. Thick and heavy, I worship the feel of it. IfSome Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-30669907715932804472023-02-26T15:04:00.000-07:002023-02-26T15:04:15.613-07:00A Perfect eveningI've been seeing Jestin for over a year now. Like clockwork we started meeting every Saturday night. Pretty quickly it became clear to me that once a week wasn't going to be enough. The more I saw him, the better the sex would get. I began to slowly offer him suggestions how he might be better able to make me cum. He began to slowly incorporate the ideas into our evenings together.Every timeSome Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-48616367256756618602022-08-09T03:06:00.006-07:002022-08-09T03:06:52.427-07:00Sniffing around DB had reached out to me a few times in recent months. I'm under the impression despite a lack of actual wedding photos appearing on his Facebook that he somehow found a wife during the pandemic. He had some things labeled honeymoon and he's not the type to mislabel. I don't know her, of course. I don't want to. Looking at her I find myself confused by his choice. She won't be giving Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-22648622552505781512022-03-16T20:30:00.000-07:002022-03-16T20:30:27.611-07:00Teaching a man how MJ has been keeping me busy on my Saturday nights. I think we've missed one since we first met. It sucked. I still look back at it with regret.He and I had a lot of fun from the beginning. There is a reason I continue to go see him. Ban "in the olden days" most men maxed out at 3 months and then I'd get bored. With MJ I admit I feel a little restless. I do miss the unique naughtiness of Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-48290736269000393062021-11-15T14:14:00.002-07:002021-11-15T14:14:25.815-07:00Amateur Hour It's been a very long time since I've been truly active on this blog. In the last decade I've become much busier with real life. Work, family, pets, volunteering, creating, doing other work, and having a ton of sex. I sit down on my couch and think "I need more time in my day" so I don't feel like I have time to blog. Why blog when I can be doing?But, every so often I come back and read Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-22010251747439099112021-11-15T00:07:00.001-07:002021-11-15T00:19:16.271-07:00The Next One I met MJ online. He was one of many hopefuls that have messaged me, but for whatever reason his message was one of the least offensive at the time. I told him he lived too far away... but I might make an exception.I looked at his images, one his nearly naked body--thinner and taller than I like but not something I was going to worry about. The physical matters so much less to me now than itSome Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-68195138237642073662021-11-14T18:04:00.004-07:002021-11-14T18:04:56.702-07:00Ending the dry spell I finally managed to end my dry spell with a cute 26 year old. Thankfully for my own discrimination he had a look of a man of indeterminate age. He was not very shy. I tend to spend a little more time talking and let things happen fairly naturally. He was not interested in waiting. He made the first moves.It wasn't amazing. It was a nice way to end the dry spell. He surprised me with his Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-13070306010760481502021-07-18T22:29:00.003-07:002021-07-18T22:29:46.577-07:00Favorite MomentsKeith's cock nestling against my ass crack while he rubbed my back. It was more about his cock than about the back rub.DB's kisses. The passion and longing and affection.The marine's... naked perfection. His confidence. His cock.The feel of Jared's cock finding that one spot inside me making me beg him to not stop what he was doing. The intense pleasure that became one of the most intense orgasmsSome Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-68683358779228585672021-02-05T05:17:00.002-07:002021-02-05T05:17:32.018-07:00That was the end DB moved far away. We tried to get together a few times. He got sick so we cancelled. And then the entire world got sick.I'd just started seeing a new man. Not really my type. But I needed someone. "This isn't going to happen if you're a bad kisser" I warned him, not at all convinced this was a good idea. Every time my mind wanders back to the marine I kissed, once; his tongue was a Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-88754702425663973102021-02-05T05:02:00.000-07:002021-02-05T05:02:04.996-07:00He knows me"Do you want me naked or dressed?" he asked via text.
"Naked." I shot back.
When I got there, he didn't disappoint. Naked. Hard as a rock.
I threw myself at him, still dressed, wanting to feel him and taste his mouth. As quickly as I could. I shed my dress, my bra, my leggings, quickly as naked as he was. I sucked his delightfully hard cock into my mouth.
He lets me have my waySome Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-2648352061172300612019-09-08T00:51:00.000-07:002019-09-08T00:54:52.107-07:00The stormHe has a view across the valley from his apartment. The sunsets are stunning, sometimes. Tonight we saw the flashes of lightening to the South so I stepped out onto the deck to watch the show. The storm made it's gradual trek North, the light misty rain hitting parts of my skin now and again. We watched as the storm drew closer. The rain changing from the mist to a violent downpour, lightening Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-19006468444462915992019-04-04T23:33:00.003-07:002019-04-04T23:33:57.391-07:00I still love himI don't feel as introspective as I once did. Sometimes I just don't want to think about things that much. Sometimes I want to live in the moment. And sometimes I just can't bring myself to sit down and type. It's kind of amazing how much typing I used to do and how much I avoid it now.
My boy broke up with me a few months ago. He told me he didn't see marriage in our future, which is, of Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-43477138073450925442018-08-19T01:57:00.001-07:002018-08-19T01:57:59.266-07:00He loves meAnd he shows me in ways I never expected. If he uses up something I bought... finishes my cheese, my margarita mix... He replaces it. Without being asked.
If I tell him sometime is a problem, like lack of flossing... he starts.
I love him.Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-44848144815065257092018-07-24T01:12:00.002-07:002018-07-24T01:12:48.072-07:00Since ThenWith our affection finally out in the open, between us, we've been more free to share our lives with one another. DB has become an important fixture, though the relationship is turning out to be a bit of a mine field. Neither of us know how to actually connect with one another the way we should be able to. There are misunderstandings and fear throughout.
Meanwhile, I still have a husband. Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-49586840784985380342018-07-07T12:25:00.001-07:002018-07-24T01:06:38.136-07:00So much has happenedNow that DB is back in my life things have become a bit different. He's continued to threaten to leave me, but with less vigor than before. I forget if it was the first time we were together or perhaps the second. I was on top of him, perhaps partially clothed, kissing him like my life depended on it. Like I knew he was going to leave and I had to make sure he knew what a bad idea it would be. Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-66724948118589436922018-06-05T22:37:00.000-07:002018-06-05T22:37:32.541-07:00DB Came BackDB let me know he was single and available again. I was exhilarated and impatient. It took an extra 2 days for us to get our schedules synced.
So I went to see him for the first time in two months. I parked in the lot and watched him go up to his apartment. He was later than he was supposed to be. I sat down in my car contemplating the stupidity of what I was about to do.
He already told me he Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-26212708532038848222018-05-30T22:41:00.000-07:002018-05-30T22:41:24.637-07:00As a rule I don't fuck married men. I am deeply opposed to lying and therefore cheaters pretty much get wiped off the table. Now, that's not always been the case. My morals have been looser at times than they are now. But, it's a rule I made years ago and generally follow with rare exception. Now, there are exceptions to my "no marrieds" rule. Namely, if they're not cheating. Men who are in open Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-39931544705776570682018-04-19T09:32:00.001-07:002018-04-19T09:32:38.406-07:00LostUnexpectedly, DB's vanilla girlfriend who "wanted to take it slow" made the first move and they ended up in bed. His decision, well known to me, was that once he fucked her he wouldn't fuck me anymore. So with her move, I lost him.
It's been a hard few days. First, going through the despair that I would never get to talk to him again or see him at all. And of course, knowing that the source of Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-52624112841125893172018-04-13T00:33:00.000-07:002018-04-13T00:33:27.527-07:00Nothing to loseBecause he's leaving me, I really have nothing to lose with him anymore. I'm free to do or say whatever makes me happy, knowing if it alienates DB it just means less dragging out of the end of our relationship. Less pain for me, really.
I'm working on some self-help kind of things, listening to music that will help me get through, practicing guided meditation to get over all this. I even talked Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-8721319773324484582018-04-10T23:19:00.000-07:002018-04-10T23:19:34.656-07:00Since DB is leaving me, I've been looking for his "replacement." Now, I think we both know that I think he's irreplaceable. But I digress.
There's a man I've been with a few times. We have decent chemistry. I think he, like most men, likes how much I come, these days. But I'm not *that* into him. There's are a lot of things I like about him and the sex. And a handful I don't. The chemistry is Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-8453145329842271532018-04-08T00:05:00.001-07:002018-04-08T00:05:52.595-07:00Of course DB is leaving me...DB had found himself a vanilla girl. They've gone out twice. I think tomorrow is going to be their third date. Obviously, he's looking for a wife (and future mother) so he's taking things slowly and carefully with her. But I also know he fucks on the first date. So maybe all the waiting is her.
He said she's only had three lovers. I assume she's over thirty. I could be wrong. By that time Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-13301258773595945182018-04-07T23:18:00.000-07:002018-04-07T23:18:04.475-07:00HidingI had to go and hide all of my posts about DB. Maybe some day I'll bring them back. But I more or less gave him the ability to find this blog-- without meaning to. And then realized all the things I'd written and decided it was best not to let him that deep into my head.
It wasn't going to be helpful for him to know exactly what I was thinking or feeling. In fact, I'm pretty sure there's no Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-16653966799582126722018-04-07T23:14:00.000-07:002018-04-07T23:14:12.395-07:00ElectricDB continues to be a Juggernaut of sorts in my life. We get together no less than twice a week, except in a few rare instances when I've been sick or he's out of town. Twice a week. The minimum that I want, sexually. Enough to take the edge off but not so much that I'm too tired or bored to enjoy it.
I'm very smitten. We're so compatible sexually it kind of blows my mind. On one hand I value my Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-6380821783521878862018-04-07T23:11:00.000-07:002018-04-07T23:11:32.291-07:00The problem with JThe biggest problem with Jared is that he runs hot and then gets very cold. Two weeks ago he's available and horny and chatty and wants to fuck. In the last ten days he's been nearly non-responsive. He's not available. He doesn't offer alternatives. He just gets very distant.
Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7188612.post-88836374299656776182018-04-07T23:06:00.000-07:002018-04-07T23:06:13.352-07:00Finally got my MarineSo we started chatting on ok Cupid. He was clearly handsome and fairly fit. I had no idea about his job. Just that he was DOD. There was something about the way we connected that I knew I needed him.
I put it off a little and then he told me it was his last night in town. He is a Marine and was only in the area for training. I didn't want to go, but it was "now or never" so I got in the Some Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10712104534377649789noreply@blogger.com0