So a side-effect of this experience is the hyper sensitivity to all things of a sexual nature. I have never masturbated and used my vibrator so much in such a short period of time.
I am finding myself in a constant state of arousal. I guess like all things, sexuality is a muscle, and the more you use it – the more easily stimulated and available it is.
I am just about jumping out of my skin right now, wanting someone to take the edge off.
I talked to Bunny Ears the past couple of days. He’s one of the few who have sent me nude photos. I don’t mind the photos, but again, I get the sense that the men are trying to simply show off their size. Ample endowment is not a guarantee that they can get me off.
Bunny Ears was asking me to meet him for a drink last night. He seems OK with the idea that we meet once or twice, and then go from there. I can respect that kind of attitude a lot more than the men who simply want to meet me for sex simply after reading my profile.
I was so aroused last night that I thought about actually putting myself together and meeting him in a hotel bar. If things went well we could get a room right there.
Then I started coughing. Oh yeah. That’s why I was staying home all weekend. Somehow I don’t think coughing fits are what I should make my trademark “thing.” Hopefully next weekend I’ll be in a completely healthy state.
Although I confess I’m a bit terrified. I’m ready for sex. God knows I am. But still…meeting a complete stranger? Small talk? Not so much one of my strong points. What if we end up just staring at each other without anything to say? Perhaps I should just shove my tongue down his throat to make up for any awkward silences?
I suppose rubbing his crotch and leaning over to show off some cleavage might give me a few moments to come up with some sparking comment?
I guess everyone has fear of the first time right? And then with practice…?