My Erotic Diary

   Hi there! You guys can call me Wendy. This is my first time writing for a blog, and the experience is a little new to me. In fact, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for my friend, Cat. She's a little more out there than I am. But I'm trying! This blog is proof enough of that.

   So, when Cat first brough up making something like this, I thought that I would be keeping track of fashion or cooking or...you know, something like that. Animals, maybe. I'm a big dog lover. Small dogs, large dogs, pure bred, mutts - they're all good animals, and they're all okay in my book.
   

But Cat, oh man, she had other plans.
   Sex.
   Fucking.
   Adventures in bed.

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   Which, I mean, I haven't had too many of. Don't get me wrong - I'm no virgin! I've been with a fair few of guys. Nothing like Cat, though. If she could have a different dick every week, that would be fine by her. She loves to talk about it too.

   I guess that she thinks if I did the same, it would get me out of my shell a bit more? 

   Whatever. I don't know. I haven't really been with anyone lately, either, so I guess I'm just going to go back to the last time. His name was Mac and he was...less than perfect. We dated for a while, but we just didn't get along. He was a little rough around the edges and a complete pig. Good in bed, though.

   I mean it - absolutely divine. He was all broad shoulders and big muscles, with dark hair and dark eyes. He led me upstairs by the hand and pushed me back onto the bed. He undressed himself first, which was greatly appreciated. Large hands roamed over my breasts when he took my shirt off, paying special attention to my tits.

   That was his thing, I guess. My tits. He loved to lick them and suck on my nipples. Loved to grope them and fondle them - which I wasn't opposed too, right? I mean, he was good. Even when he was fucking me, that's what he focused on. Stop Premature Ejaculation Cream

   I always came before him, but I think that had less to do with me and more to do with the fact that my pussy just didn't do it for him. No, Mac would get me off and then he would press my tits together, slip his cock in between them, and get himself off that way. His jizz went all over my neck and face; hot and thick, with that unmistakable musk to it.

   It was pretty hot. And, wow, so am I! Maybe Cat's onto something with this blog?
   I think Cat's going to drag me out to the bar later this week. Maybe I'll have more to tell you then?
   Over and out, peeps!