Fake Number

Years ago, Like I’m talking about 8 years ago now – long before I started dating multiple men, I went out with a friend & was chatting to a semi nice looking guy when my friend I was over with started chatting to him about geeky things & ended up kinda phasing me out of the conversation. Whatever, she can have him… I had just lost a lot of weight so was feeling good about myself but still also had some self esteem issues. One of my reasons for losing weight was so boys would like me. (Yeah fucked up I know) I figured if I lost weight & looked better, then I’d get a boyfriend… I wish I could go back to 30 year old me & tell her that it doesn’t matter what you look like, if a man doesn’t want you, he doesn’t want you… DO THIS FOR YOU! Good advice now, but still working on it believing it.

Nearby was another guy, the perfect thing I needed that night after that swift move from my friend. A guy who was interested in me, he bought me all my drinks, every time I was at the bar, he was next to me with a $50 before I could pass over my $20 note (This was long before paywave!), he was completely adamant that women shouldn’t buy their own drinks. I’ve always been uncomfortable with men buying me drinks – not only could they spike it, but also because I don’t think I am that hot, people shouldn’t buy me drinks… But this night, I just let it happen. I did offer money, because that’s what I do, however he didn’t take it.

We kissed for a while, he was talking about how much he liked me but I wasn’t that interested in him – you know, for anything beyond this night, he wasn’t really my type but he’d served his purpose for the evening – not the drinks mule part that you’re probably thinking – I am not like that usually but he made me feel good about myself while I was a bit low… I clearly have issues, I know, you don’t need to think it. But when something crappy happens to me, I seek validation from someone else. Not a good pattern & I don’t know how to break it. (Clearly I still haven’t worked that out yet either, otherwise I wouldn’t be writing this blog) So when he asked for my number, I got through the first 7 digits & wondered if I really wanted this guy to be calling me tomorrow. I don’t hesitate while giving out my number, but I gave him the last 3 but changed the last digit, good move! Oddly he must’ve sensed something because he then decided to try to call me & told me to answer it. FUCK… Who does that? I told him my bag with my phone was over with my friend, which was true, but I wasn’t going to get it.

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To this day, it’s the first & only time I have ever fake numbered a guy, I mean lets be frank, I don’t often meet men in bars that ask for my number, I’m not the type of woman that men swan about like peacocks. Begging for her number… I’m still not really sure why I did it & I don’t think I’ll do it again because now I’m strong enough to just say “No I’m not giving you my number.” But that night, it was just what I needed… He seemed a bit possessive when I wouldn’t get my phone to show him that he’d called the right number & got a little full on… I decided to go grab my friend & get the fuck out of there…

Maybe that’s one of the reasons why my karma is so bad with men, because I treated his one so badly? I’m sure there are others I treated badly too, I’m not innocent & play a part in every story in this blog… But this is probably the worst thing I ever did to someone, that I can remember, I would hate if a guy did that to me, but then again, I don’t pursue people, if they don’t write back I don’t keep messaging them until they respond like some guys do. I pretty much write people off assuming that if they stop talking to me, then they died. Yes that’s right died, why else wouldn’t a guy want to spend time with me? Surely it’s because they died that they didn’t text me back or call me or try to see me again. I mean what other reason could there be? Hahaha.


Noodle #12

I just want to start this Noodle post by saying that I am glad that you are all still with me on this journey…  I appreciate it! I know the topics I discuss particularly in this series has some triggers for some people & believe me, I am not proud of how far this relationship has evolved but hopefully you just stick with me, reading it, judgement free…!

The next day, as if either of us need sex after the 3 hours we spent yesterday fucking at my house & at his work, but apparently he can’t get enough of me as he’s sneaking into my house on the Friday morning for another two hours… I really don’t know how he does it, but he seems to get away with being at my house every few days. This is the most a man has ever seen me that wasn’t Boyfriend (& he only saw me because we lived together!)

This is also probably the most I have ever seen Noodle, his job has changed quite a bit being that the store is closed, so I am not complaining, I am just concerned because I know what I am like… I have a guard up, men start off seeing me all the time, like several times a week, messages all the time, I let my guard down & then kind of fade away slowly… I treat people the same throughout the encounter/relationship etc, so if I see them a lot in the beginning, I expect that we will continue like that. I know I have high expectations & my friends tell me I do expect a lot from them but that’s just who I am, I like to see people a lot when I am seeing them… Why wouldn’t they want to see me too?

I know this can’t last & I am scared about how attached I am already… I haven’t fucked anyone else for a few weeks now, which isn’t long but when I started seeing Noodle I basically had 5 men in my rotation. I am down to one, who is showing me so much attention, the attention that I would want from a single man…

One morning at 5:50 am, I wake up to messages from Noodle, not unusual & not uncommon these days being that he’s always up earlier than me. We don’t take it in turns anymore, just whoever is up first! “Good morning hun, Your profile pic is stunning.” I know this is a joke message when I read that “You look like an angel. I’m 32 M down south that loves to eat pussy & can do it for hours” I laugh, this is something all men seem to say that they love going down on a woman & could do it for hours. Message me sexy baby when you wake up! I literally am laughing out loud & smiling like an idiot as I respond telling him that he has a problem. That ”sexy baby” doesn’t even sound right coming from him. I love that he has this sense of humor… I am attracted to people who make me laugh, a lot.

Noodle tells me about a conversation with Leblek (from Shark) & shows me a screenshot, where she has been messaging him & tells him that every chick has fallen for him on the chat app. FUCK, why would she do that? She knows I’m with him. I get jealous, I don’t want others wanting him… Well I don’t care if others want him, what I care about is him wanting them back… So all I can say to that is ”Don’t get a big head” but in only the way he can, he puts my mind at ease, as if he can sense the jealously, ”I should already have one, if I pulled you” I love that response… That makes me so happy that he can sense my jealously. When he realises that he’s being too nice to me, he says that ”You’re just ok” so I snap back ”Fuck you… Go find someone better than me then!” he quickly responds & I think he’ll say something equally as douchey ”I don’t think it gets much better than you…” he also says that ”I don’t think anyone would fuck me like you do” WOW, that was unexpected.

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I don’t see him over the weekend as his work is now basically shut & he’s working Monday to Friday. He comes over Monday morning for an hour, & then again on Tuesday morning – since he no longer is working late nights. On the Tuesday morning, I get up before he comes over & tie myself to my bed so that when he walks in, he sees me spread out for him. He always loves it when he sees me, I like to surprise him with something different. He spanks me & videos everything…

The next day I tell him that I checked our condom supply & its getting low, he says surely not there was 12 in the pack. I laugh & tell him not to worry, but we go through them very fast & that I still have some, so it’s all good. He tells me that it’s my fault… WHAT? My fault, how? ”Too irresistible. FUCK” Hahaha… He’s being way too nice to me! & why do I like it so much when he is so nice to me. Am I so starved for some affection that I am willing to lap up what this guy has to offer?

A couple of days later, Noodle is over after work for an hour, we fuck in the lounge room & as he’s pulling up his boxers, while I sit there recovering from multiple orgasms, he looks at his apple watch then at me & I can tell she’s calling him or messaging him. I’ve seen that look of horror before… He picks up his pants & digs around in his pocket for his phone & gets it out answering it, it is his partner – I can hear her & hear the way his voice changes. I wonder if she can tell too? He starts pacing around while on the phone. He tells her something about how she should’ve sent it back so I know she’s talking to him about a work related thing & it’s not about me or where he is. They both work for the same company, just at different stores & in different managerial positions – I’m not sure why she called him & didn’t ask someone at the store this question. I guess she has always been suspicious, I guess maybe she’s trying to catch him out? He hangs up & I don’t really pry him & ask if everything is ok, he seems stressed about the conversation, still pacing around while getting dressed & I again think that he’s going to back off a bit with me.

Again, it doesn’t stop him! In fact, it doesn’t even change how we are with each other at all… We even start with little nicknames for each other, I don’t really know how it came about but he starts calling me cute nicknames like marshmallow & lovebug after he says ”Just wanna squish you, you sexy white squishy little marshmallow” This is about the time that I start calling him “Gumdrop,” which he says he hates but I know he also loves it, I know how his mind works. It’s a bit like the nickname Noodle, he says he hates it & hates that everyone calls him that in the groups, but he loves it & it shows him that people care about him. Something he craves a lot after his childhood trauma.

It’s also around this time that he starts mentioning how I give him a weekly blowjob, he seems to think that its only weekly but he generally gets one every time we fuck! I love his cock & love it in my mouth. I never thought I would say that about a guys dick, but there you have it! We’re having sex more than once a week, so I’m sure he always gets a weekly blowjob from me!

Boy am I wrong about Noodle backing off, the next morning after the phone call afternoon, Noodle is coming over to my house for a morning romp as usual. He’s been to the store & opened it up returning to my house until I have to go to work. Seriously I love morning sex, it’s my favourite sex. We do it so well, he turns me on so much that I can’t stop this thing even if I tried… I have in my head so many times, tried to end it, how I would I do it, why I should end it. But I can’t… This is why, this is & this is literally the hardest thing that I have ever done! Do I have deeper feelings for this man?

As he standing at the door kissing me goodbye, he looks at his apple watch & pulls a face, while looking back at me, I again know that look… Its her… ”My wife just sent me a really weird message” I ask him what is it, which I don’t normally do because I don’t want to know what she’s saying, I honestly try not to think about her as much as possible. But he says that “She said that I’ll never see Linkin Park again.” Now Linkin Park is one of my favourite bands of all time, even my last car was named Chester after the lead singer. Noodle & I have talked about music, we have very similar tastes. Linkin Park is one of his favourites too. We had also worked out that we were at the same concert a few years ago too, not that we would have met, but I kind of think that as a bit of a sign, I mean the universe knows we should be together. Oddly the universe has put us in the same place at the same time a few times over the years… He used to date one of my employees when I was a manager at Foodland, I was with Boyfriend then so we wouldn’t have known each other but I find it odd that we would have crossed paths. Noodle & I have also worked out that we chatted several times on the anonymous app more recently, but because we don’t message people first, we both stopped chatting to each other. UNIVERSE! I don’t normally believe in that stuff, the timing wasn’t right then, but is the timing right now?

Anyway Noodle & I don’t think much of the text message & he turns to leave my house but smacks straight into the screen door, because it’s almost see through. I can’t help but laugh, but try not too because I know he’ll feel like an idiot for doing that. If I did that, I would laugh my head off & make them laugh too, being a bit of a larkin, but I know he isn’t like that. I laugh quietly to myself later all day but after he leaves I google what happened to Linkin Park only to find out that Chester has committed suicide. I literally message Noodle immediately & start playing their albums on repeat. Oddly all the lyrics to their songs, somehow, remind me how fragile this thing is with Noodle & how scared I am that I’m going to lose it…



Back when I was online dating, a few years ago, it was only a matter of time before I start chatting to someone who looks so familiar (with my recent ‘We’ve fucked before’ episode – I am weary of people who look familiar, scared of who they might be) I think shit, did I sleep with this guy, is that where I know him from? You just never know where it could be from & it’s unsettling. Was it just someone I worked with or someone who was a customer or did I actually fuck them at some point?

We talk for a week or so talking about going out for a fancy dinner to a nice restaurant but we end up agreeing that we are not fancy restaurant people & settle for fish & chips on the beach but I tell him that I’d prefer chico rolls & chips on the beach which he says “Now you’re talking” but we don’t lock in a time as I’m away for work.

I finally decide to ask him where I might know him from, he says he agrees that I look familiar & so I try a process of elimination of places I’ve worked because he could’ve been a customer or maybe someone that worked with me & then it hits me, Foodland! I used to work at foodland (a supermarket chain in Adelaide) in the service deli from when I was in school till just before things ended with Boyfriend. He says yeah he worked there & so I ask which store did he work at & it turns out he worked at the same one that I had worked at. He mentioned the store manager (who was part of the reason of why I quit…) & we realised that we worked at the same Foodland at the same time. However at that time I was with Boyfriend & we just chatted as we passed each other, but nothing of real consequence.

I ask him if the fact we worked together makes him want to meet me more or less – I am unsure but he says more, however that would’ve been his in to ask me out, but he doesn’t take it. I do something that I never do, I ask him a few days later what he’s up to & he says ‘I’m thinking about you, is that cool?’ I mean sure dude, that is cool! It’s so sweet, but if that were really true, wouldn’t he have messaged me? Not the other way around?

Despite this, I feel myself getting attached to the chats with this guy (What is wrong with me?!) & we haven’t even met & he’s not really what I’d be normally attracted too, but I’m trying to take my friends advice & go out with different people. Clearly the people I am attracted to aren’t working out for me, so I’ll go out with people I find attractive but not entirely 100% my type & see what happens. Try new things! Yes this is what I should be doing, I will see what happens with this guy! I really want someone to make me laugh & I think this guy might be able to do that.

Funny thing happens, well really, this is my life, so it’s not unexpected, nor should I be surprised either or is it really all that funny, but I stop hearing from him… He knows I have come back from my work trip, I assumed that we were talking about catching up that coming weekend, yet I don’t hear from him at all, until the end of the weekend & I say that I’ve been out twice that weekend (which is so unlike me) but he says ‘Hagg’ I think he’s trying to make a joke, so I just brush over it but I don’t hear from him much again.

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He kinda disappears, he messages me a few times but I don’t pursue him after the Hagg comment, so it kinda just ends, I don’t go online much when he is on there so he doesn’t message me.

I honestly don’t know what happens in these situations, I really don’t! If anyone can enlighten me, I’ll be happy to hear your theories…. When a guy just stops messaging & just ghosts you, what happens? I used to pretend that they died, because lets face it I can’t have that many men not interested in me & dating someone else…


Noodle #11

While Noodle & I talk every day, it’s a bit longer between the Saturday all day visit till the Wednesday when he comes over in the morning. I’m in bed of course when he gets there, after all it’s 6:30 am & my alarm doesn’t usually go off till 7:15 am, though I’m usually awake before he gets there anyway because I know he’s coming & I’m excited…

He climbs into bed with me & starts the usual rubbing my side all over till I roll over & face him, kissing his ridiculously minty breath. He smells divine that I think that just the smell of his deodorant (which I’m pretty sure is just a supermarket antiperspirant spray) will tip me over the edge. When we fuck he reaches over to get a vibe out of my draw & uses it on me, I cringe but also enjoy his cock in me wile he has a toy on my clit. I am almost cumming on his cock when he turns the fucking thing off… I cry out “Prick” but he just laughs… Fuck you Noodle… I actually say his real name, which I never do with a guy, I never say their name… He starts going again & I am almost cumming when he stop again… What a fucking jerk… I call him more names while he just chuckles… Finally I start begging him to let me cum & this time he does, the build has been so intense that I am cumming on his cock so hard, arching my back & eyes going blurry. I am so sated after that, that I don’t know how I keep going & cum again right before he does – but I do!

We’re texting the rest of the day (of course) & he says that he’s about to finish work, I am home so I suggest that he comes over for a afternoon delight, even though we fucked for hours this morning, I find that that more I get sex, the more I want it… I want it daily… He says that he can’t & he should go home & I can’t help but hide my disappointment, I mean I guess this guy can’t just fuck me whenever I want, he does have a family, with a phone tracking partner… So I write it off, hating that I even asked him because I don’t ever ask him to come see me, I generally wait for him to be free.

Sitting on the couch, waiting for him to respond & feeling like an idiot, I hear a car pull up in my driveway, I am tempted to look, but I don’t want to be disappointed that it’s not Noodle & just a mail man or a neighbour, but before I even get to the window, there’s a knock at my door, I open it & Noodle is standing there… Before I even register I say, “What are you doing here?” as I open the door, which is stupid because I just asked him to come, he grabs me as he says “This” kissing me & walking me backwards into my bedroom, we’re naked & fucking within less than a minute of him being in my house… Jesus this man is just as taken with me as I am with him! We fuck, connecting so quickly with such passion that I think that no one else in the world has the chemistry we have, no one else has ever fucked like this… He later tells me that he thinks this was the most risky fuck we’ve ever had, I don’t really agree, since we’ve fucked in his work before… But he seems to think so, but his partner is at work, so I’m not sure why he thinks that. However, it was so amazing, I don’t even care!

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A few days later on Friday morning, Noodle is sneaking into my bed at 6:00 am again, I ask him when he has to be at work but he tells me that he’s already been to the store, unlocked it & come to my house, so he can leave when I need to go to work. Hmmm… This is a new thing… If his work finds out, he’s fucked! The following Monday he does the same, sneaking into my bed, he’s doing this so much now that I am leaving my keys under the mat the night before in the hopes that he would rock up & genuinely wake me up for sex. I am already awake sort of when he does get into bed with me at 6:00 am, he’s done the same again, gone to the store, unlocked it & come to mine… We have sex usually him on top & pinning me down because that what’s gets me going pretty quickly, since we only have a short time together & he likes to see me struggle. We’ve both become more vocal during sex, this is probably the first time I have been ok with chatting to a guy while fucking, telling him what I want & asking him to do things or begging him to make me cum.

When I first embarked on this kinky journey, I have watched enough porn to know that I would absolutely never be ok with a guy slapping me across the face or degrading me by calling me names like ‘slut’ or ‘bitch’ nor would they ever force me to suck their cock… Well it turns out that I love being made to suck Noodle’s cock, that it turns me on A LOT. I also have found that I love when he calls me ‘His Slut’ – I still don’t like bitch but I do like it when he refers to me as his & the fact that he likes to call me slut. I know it’s not derogatory as if he’s calling me a name, but it’s all part of the scene. I know he likes it & I grow to actually love it. I mean even when he calls me ‘His mistress’, I feel like there’s something naughty & hot about that… I know that I shouldn’t be enjoying this at all, but fuck it turns me on!

A few days later Noodle is sneaking into my house, this time I am up & waiting for him, I am naked this time, finally building up the courage being that he’s seen me naked so many times, in so many different positions, that I shouldn’t be self-conscious of my body with this man, he knows every inch of it, he’s touched every inch of it, he’s basically kissed every inch of it. He likes what he sees of course, I mean what guy wouldn’t like walking into their mistresses house to find them naked waiting for him? We fuck in the chair in my lounge room before I suck his cock while he video’s it… Why is videoing so hot? I hate seeing myself in the videos but I do enjoy how much he enjoys it!

I have been buying so many condoms, as you can imagine, we use several per session, so I tell him that we’re running low, knowing that I will pick some up this weekend when at the shops. I usually buy them online because the pack sizes are bigger & cheaper, but I need them right away.

On the Wednesday I’m off work again, (Am I ever at work? Hahaha! While he has more time, I have been taking some days off for other things but in the hopes that he would see me too… Which he does.) He rocks up at my house at 11:00 am with a packet of condoms, the correct brand & latex free ones that I buy – he has told me that he hasn’t used condoms in a while (Obviously) but these ones are really thin & they apparently don’t feel as shit as condoms used too… I am a bit excited that he’s paid attention to the condoms I use & taken the initiative to buy some! We fuck at my house for two hours, but again my favourite part is just laying with him afterwards & just chatting in person, cuddling each other. We’ve actually been lucky that we haven’t had that many miscommunications while chatting online & ghosted each other, because we don’t often get to talk face to face.

Later that day we’re still chatting of course & he says that everyone has left the store & he’s there by himself so he suggests that I come over to fuck him in the office again, I jump at the chance… When he tells me to bring a vibrator, I instantly get wet… I slip a condom or two in my pocket & head over to his store at 4:00 pm. There is no one in the back carpark, so I park next to his car & message him to tell him I am there & wait for him to pop out & get me. He takes me straight into a different office, telling me that this one is the only one that’s still got stuff in it & the one he’s using. He shuts the door, even though we’re the only ones here, I am still conscious that any manager could potentially rock up unannounced. This time we’re both naked & he’s fucking me facing him while sitting on the desk & using the vibrator on me over & over again, till I cum so many times I lose count, before pulling me up & turning me around roughly, grabbing my hands behind my back, I think what the fuck is he going to tie my hands with or will he just hold them – I didn’t bring rope or cuffs… He reaches in front of me for a computer cord, when I feel him using that to tie my hands behind my back, I moan with excitement & feel the excitement between my legs build. He fucks me from behind till I am cumming (As if that takes long with this guy). He’s not done so he sits down & with my hands still tied, I am fucking him, straddling him in the chair. He doesn’t cum, saying that he came this morning so finds it hard to cum again. He doesn’t seem to mind & it’s not the first time he hasn’t cum with me.

FUCK that was hot! I tell him later how impressed I was at his improvisation & he is proud that he did that… I know he’s not really that experienced with kink & he’s always worried about looking stupid with me, so I need to give him some reassurance too… That was seriously the best improvisation I’ve ever had…



Many years ago in my early twenties, way before I was ever with Boyfriend, I used to go out with a group if people that I used to work with at Foodland. Italian used to be best friends with one of my good friends so he was always around, coming out with us, which was cool because he was cool… One night, he & I worked out that we actually went to the same primary school & knew each other from there too as well as work. This is Adelaide for you, everyone knows everyone. I’m actually surprised that so many people get away with cheating! Hahaha. But anyway…

Nothing ever happened with Italian because I ended up with boyfriend & they were good mates too being that they worked together. We kinda lose contact a few years while I am playing house & living with boyfriend – boyfriend & I didn’t go out as much when we bought the house but then when we broke up, I started going out with the friends again & Italian was always around again because he is friends with my good friend.

I’d just moved back into my parents house for a while while I rent out the house I own & save money to go to Canada to live for a while. Italian lives around the corner in the same suburb so we swap numbers, messaging every now & then. He seemed to be available to pick me up from parties when I’m too drunk & then he takes me out for long drives when neither of us have anything to do. (This is obviously before petrol cost more than a kidney transplant per litre)

We kiss many many times over a few months of this routine of him picking me up, us chatting & driving then going parking. One night when he pulls up, switches off the car we are kissing with heavy petting, he then pushes my head down to suck his cock (that was a pet hate back then, I always hated when they pushed your head down to suck them, like I always preferred to do it because I wanted to, not because they pushed me down there!) We’re sitting in the dark & I’m sucking his cock, I remember asking him if he’s going to cum, he says no, so I stop. But after all this action with him we never go out on a date, like dinner & a movie or even just drinks, just the 2 of us. When we go out with friends – which was most weekends, we’d always end up in the taxi together because we live so close to each other, yet we never actually sleep together – that could be because we’re both living with our parents at that time, we somehow just become friends who kiss once in a while & share cabs… If that’s a thing!

One night while I am house sitting my friend’s house, he’s texting me as we usually did & I invite him over letting him know that I am in bed already & in my PJ’s watching TV. He says that’s ok & he comes over. I figure that this is the night that we will finally have sex. He comes over, we kiss for a while, a long while before he takes off my top, he pushes my head down to give him a blow job but then he stops everything. He hangs around for a few minutes but then leaves. I sit there putting my top back on, feeling like the worlds biggest idiot… What the fuck just happened here & what the hell was I thinking?

He texts me later that night to say sorry that he left but his cousin went missing & his head isn’t in the right place… Rightio, at least is wasn’t me?! I don’t know if I buy his story especially since it’s about the last time we ever really see each other… He stops coming out & we lose contact again. I hear that he’s married now & here I am like 10+ years later still single & struggling to get guys to go on a second date with me!! Then the ones I do get to go on a second date with me, decide they don’t like me anyway or I am so bored on the date that I never want to see them again, yet stupidly I always give them a second, third & fourth chance.


Am I so scared of being alone that I am that willing to just let guys walk all over me all the time?


Noodle #10

Noodle is constantly saying things in the groups about how hot I am, I always say that he’s lying – that’s our banter, when he says stuff about me but then he says to the group “Ummm one dude just called you hot another beautiful, I don’t think I’m lying somehow” I am secretly loving the things he says, that I screenshot his comments… I’m not sure why, maybe because I want to remember that feeling when I initially read it. When he tells everyone that I’m the hottest in the group or when he uses heart eye emojis when I update my profile picture & he tells me in private that he likes my picture but he also tells the groups the same, making it so obvious that he’s into me. I like it & it makes me feel so special. *Screenshot!*

Before all this, I don’t think I mentioned that Sweetie is probably one of the only ones I’ve told that I am actually fucking Noodle, she’s become more a friend than Max & I tell her a bit, but not too much, when one day I see a message pop up on my screen from her “Do you think Noodle would sleep with me?” FUCK! That’s unexpected… I feel my heart beat faster & this weird feeling come over me. Would he fuck her? I don’t want him too… I don’t want to ask him but I also don’t want her to ask him… I have to deal with this… I don’t know what these feelings are, but fucking hell, is it jealously? Why do I care who he fucks? I’m also a little upset with her, she knows how much of a struggle it is to meet men & has seen on all the drama on the chat app of people who share men, that I don’t know why she would ask. I tell her this, but I also decide to have a conversation with Noodle about it too… I’m scared about what he’ll say, will he say that he wants too? Will he want her over me? I mean she has 4 kids so she doesn’t have as much time as me, but I don’t want him to choose me over her because of convenience.

I explain to her that I don’t want a guy to come between us & that I didn’t think that she’d ever pursue a guy that I was seeing. (I guess this is completely nuts to say to someone after I have just fucked her husband for the last 5 months!) But FUCK I am jealous… Ok I admit it… I am jealous… FUCK I am jealous… Damn it. I know that Noodle doesn’t find Sweetie as attractive as he does me, that’s been established by him telling me how much he likes me. I tell him what Sweetie has asked & he says that he wouldn’t fuck her without me. PHEW! I toy with the idea of a 3sum with him & her. But I am not ready to share Noodle yet… I feel like I don’t get enough time with him as it is, despite how this blog seems, it’s seems like I never get to see him… However I mean we talk all the fucking time, so I probably talk to him more & see him more than his partner does! What a relief that he doesn’t want her…

A couple of days later, I am seeing him again, he comes over much earlier at 5:30 am. I mean, for him, he’d have to get up at 4:30 am to be dressed & at mine by 5:30 am, he lives about 20-25 minutes south from me, so he has the drive & also has to get ready for work too, so not to raise suspicion with his partner.

I’m in bed with the door unlocked & he meets me in bed. We don’t have long this morning, he’s only at my house just over an hour, he wakes me up with his cold body, rubbing his hands all over me, kissing the back of neck as I always like him to spoon me when he gets into bed with me, once we fuck, with him doing his signature move with me, my legs on his shoulders, pinning my wrists to the bed, I am unable to move or stop myself from cumming, I briefly wonder later how his partner stops herself from cumming with him, I find it impossible… There is no way I could even stop if I tried… I roll over & take charge again, sitting up on him & riding his cock. I stop to grab a vibe when he grabs my phone & takes picture of me, which of course I hate but he loves… He tells me later “You look amazing on top of me arched back riding me” with a heart eye emoji. He tells me that he likes when I am confident & that he “Aims to make you feel as sexy as you actually are! Confident #IBD4U is fucking hot” Wow… This is unexpected for Noodle to be saying to me, he usually isn’t like this, but recently, I guess he knows that if he wants this to keep going, I need something more than just sex with him. He tells me that “Sex with you is amazing” that “Horny #IBD4U is fucking hot, sex with you is amazing! – Yeah I wanna fuck you again…” JEEZ! We are in so deep here… I love when he says stuff like this to me – more screenshots, do I actually like this guy? Does he like me? Am I just a fuck to him?

This week Noodle has been planning being with me all day Saturday, his partner is at work, he’s pretending to have to work & so he just has to get someone to look after their son so he can come to my house. He works it out that his mum will have the kid so he says he can come over whenever I am free after around 7:30 am. Now remember this is the night after the last time I saw Origin, I didn’t have sex with him but we’d had the weed muffin, I was so tired & I barely woke up to message Noodle to tell him I am awake. I hope that I wake up when he gets here… I don’t like this lethargic feeling. It’s fucked, I want to wake up. Noodle crawls into bed with me & snuggles into my back… This is where I want him to stay, this feels so good when I am this sleepy. He is constantly rubbing his hands up & down my sides, it feels divine, I want to wake up properly & enjoy this but my head doesn’t seem to want to cooperate.

I don’t tell Noodle what I did last night with Origin because I don’t want him to judge me for taking drugs & I also know that he gets jealous of other guys, even though we aren’t exclusive. I try to be awake & just blame it on drinking too much & having a hangover, we fuck & lay there just chatting, me facing him & him stroking my hair.. Have I died & gone to heaven? Fucking hell I adore this… Around lunch time Noodle says that he’s going to get some food, I start to panic, thinking he’s not going to come back – I don’t know why, I mean he can’t really go home now being that his kid is being babysat, but he does come back & brings me back Hungry Jacks (Burger King for those places other than SA) which we eat in bed. I have perked up a little, but this is not what I had planned for this amazing day that we planned. I didn’t expect to want to be comatose the whole day, I also tell him I am dreading going to Sweetie’s birthday tonight too… WAKE UP GEOFF! Fucking hell, this guy is here for the whole day with you & you can’t wake the fuck up for him.

When Noodle suggests a bath, I think yes, that’ll wake me up, we’ve had sex several times but it’s not really kinky or different… I hate this – I want to be kinky with him all the time, I don’t want to give him straight run of the mill sex… I run the bath & we get in, this time I am down then other end & face him with my legs up on his chest. We sit there chatting & relaxing, let me tell you that this is by far my favourite thing to do with Noodle! I love this day, I mean I wish I was awake & I can’t wait till we somehow do it again but this guy just makes me feel so good that I am fucked… Am I catching feelings for this guy? No, shut that fucking down, right now!

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Later Noodle tells me that he felt like I didn’t want him there that day (OMG if only he knew how much I loved it…) & also how pissed he was that I told him that I didn’t want to be with Max & Sweetie that night, yet I did play with them… WTF? NO WAY… I wanted him there more than anything, I actually loved it, just relaxing in bed & the bath with him, it’s was a pure bliss day for me, besides the fact I was completely wiped out… I do eventually confess to him that I had a weed muffin the night before & that’s why I was so out of it, that I did want him there, more than I wanted anything. I also meant what I said about not wanting to play with Max & Sweetie, that wasn’t a lie… At this point, I haven’t ever lied to Noodle about our relationship, I have told some white lies but I haven’t told him anything to boost his ego. I do love fucking him & I did want him there. I feel fucking horrible that he felt that way, it definitely was not my intention… FUCK!

Ironically after this day, I never see Origin again, nor do I see Max again. I am down to this one guy, the one thing I was trying to avoid was only fucking one guy… I was happy exploring the kinky side of things with everyone, but now I am down to just Noodle… Do you want to know the fucked thing about that? Is that I only want Noodle… I could find another guys to fuck me, I could probably find a distraction easily, I could even end things with Noodle, but even writing that hurts me… I can’t end it with this guy, I have to see this through… I have to see where this goes.



During my time on the chat app, I made a few friends. I apparently became quite influential in the groups & am the owner of quite a few, some because I created them & some because I inherited them when the original owner left the group, the chat app just give the ownership  to someone else. I was quite open in the beginning to chat to people via private message but I became jaded very quickly & stopped replying to people in private message, because usually they’d ask for nude pictures of me, they’d get really dirty chatting trying to sext me or send a cock shot to me. At some point throughout all this, I did chat to Donkey before I found out he is married with a pregnant wife & actually the brother of one of the girls I had become friends with, who I am not sure is 100% all there – like not playing with a full deck of cards all there & I’m almost certain she has a crush on Noodle. Noodle & I would cringe when she shared a tit picture in one of the private groups, I always almost felt like I was encouraging a mentally disabled person to share nudes, which of course we never asked her to share, she just did to fit in with everyone, but it made us both feel very uncomfortable.

Now, I’m not a saint, I am in the midst of an ongoing sordid affair with a Noodle also – so I’m not judging Donkey for cheating, but Donkey was different to Noodle, he was a cocky guy telling everyone in groups about his conquests etc, apparently taking pictures of him fucking them & then sharing them without their permission. There was also some drama apparently about a chick that fell in love with him & because he was sleeping around with anyone that would fuck him from the app & also this chick, it caused a big rift, I heard that people were going to tell the pregnant wife & all sorts of shit… I also didn’t really understand why the sister wouldn’t say something to her brother or to the sister, I guess that does say something about her mental capabilities. But this all made me so happy that Noodle only wanted me & even though I wanted everyone to know about us, it was good that didn’t need to tell a lot of people either.

I put up a very cheeky picture as my profile picture for the longest time, it just so happened to be just my face & a some of Noodle’s cum on my cheek (story to come!), which got me lots of attention from everyone, I got so many people trying to chat to me, it made Noodle so jealous, but at this point, I am only fucking him & I don’t want the attention – well I do, but I don’t… Hahaha… This picture even got me banned twice for a 12 hour stint. This is when Donkey uped the ante & he asked his sister to private message me & show him what I respond to her. (She actually showed me what he was asking by screen shotting it – see below) then he asked her to ask me to fuck him. Like a pimp?! He also offered to pay me to fuck him! WTF!!

Disclaimer: Pic is real!

Now I don’t have a problem with people offering me money, at the time it seriously went through my mind for a split second at what I would actually charge for my services… But I don’t think I could go through with it anyway… I should have asked how much he was willing to pay & work out what my going rate would be. I still wonder what he would actually pay & what he would expect me to do.

However I am happy with what I have right now, I don’t want to jeopardise what I have with Noodle, because I know he hates Donkey with a passion, I think it’s just because he’s so into me & because he was a complete asshole to the other women. But I have made a decision, that I am not going to fuck anyone else. Not that I was was even considering Donkey seriously, he’s not even my type… But he is so keen & willing to pay me. I mean seriously, who would even ask their mentally challenged sister to ask her friend to fuck him for money? Desperate!

UPDATE: Donkey has messaged me on my new profile recently to ask if we could start fresh, putting everything behind us & chat. I ignored him for the 184503 time!


Erotica: Scene Twelve – Payback

Lucky last….!

This is the last instalment of the erotica series written by me. Then I’m back to only posting on Tuesdays, Fridays & Sundays!

I hope that you have enjoyed this series! It’s been interesting sharing it with you & you should be starting to see why it was relevant to my blog but not necessary to the story!

Here’s a link to the other scenes… Scene one – Nipple Bells, Scene two – Wake Up Call , Scene Three – His Orgasm & Scene Four – The Wake Up Call , Scene Five – Blindfold, Scene Six – Shower, Scene Seven – Anticipation, Scene Eight – Watching, Scene Nine- Quick Fuck, Scene Ten – Her Surprise & Scene Eleven – Prick.

Scene Twelve – Payback

I’m laying on the bed face down, frustrated as a teenage boy when I hear the shower turn off.
I lay still, wondering if he’ll come make me cum.
He doesn’t.
I can’t even hear where he has gone.
I don’t move.
I don’t hear him at all so I jump when he says sternly
“Stand up” I awkwardly get up, trying to be fast but stumble, his hand grips my arm tightly to help me.
The look in his blue eyes is so dark, that I open my mouth to apologise but he stops me before I can with a finger over my mouth.
He picks up his tie that’s on the bed, I put out my wrists ready for him to tie them but he looks at me with a look that I know I am in for a night to remember…
He chuckles in front of me as he sees me with my wrists together, waiting for him to wrap the tie around.
He holds the tie up in front of my face.
We lock eyes & he’s looking sinister as I have a look of despair.
He is not going to go easy on me tonight.
He gives me one last grin as he wraps the tie around my eyes.
Everything is dark.
He ties it around the back & brings the end to the front to tie tightly in a knot over my eyes.
It’s almost painful.
He pushes something against my mouth, it forces me to open it & he ties the ball gag around my head.
He knows I am cautious of gags, so this is a real punishment for calling him a Prick.
He could spank me as punishment, but he knows I like it.
Hs pulls my arm, I stumble forward.
He guides me, but I don’t know to where.
When he stops me, I am disorientated, but his hand grabs my ankle & pulls it to the side.
He attaches a velcro strap to it.
He moves to the other ankle, moving it so I am spread open.
He is going to make me stand.
He runs the tip of his fingers up my legs, over my pussy quickly to make me jolt backwards & my ass hits something.
he grabs my wrist & puts it above my head, attaching a velcro strap to it too, then doing the same to my other wrist, that’s when I realise I am tied to the door.

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I am tied to the door, exposed, spread open, senses heightened from being so turned on, waiting, wanting.
I feel like I am there for a long time, before I feel him in front of me again.
Something sharp touches my hand, my fingers curl.
As it runs down my arm, I realise he has a wartenberg pinwheel.
I try to pull away as he glides it down my arm to my collar bone & down across my nipple.
I try to cry out, it feels so amazing, but the gag just gets in my way.
He keeps running it across my nipples, from side to side.
I pull on the restraints & my knees keep giving way, but it doesn’t help.
I am stuck at his mercy.
His hand strokes my inner thighs, if I could talk I’d beg him to touch me.
I thrust my hips as much as I can to let him know what I want.
His hand teasing me with the pinwheel pulls my ponytail so my ear is brushing his lips
“You… will… not… cum”
He can’t see my eyes but I roll them under his tie, moaning against the gag.
I want to call him a prick again.
The pinwheel starts it’s torture again then his fingers slip between my legs & he rubs in small circles.
I’m so turned on from not cumming before that I am close & my breathing changes.
I am concentrating so hard on not cumming but it’s almost impossible.
I keep straining trying to get away from him.
He speeds up his torture, I am so close, I can’t hold it back anymore.
My breathing changes again, ready to cum.
He stops!
I scream into the gag.
He kisses the sweet spot on my neck that drives me crazy, then he starts again, the wheel, his hand.
I get to the point when I am about to cum & he stops, I scream again.
He does this so many times I lose count.
I am begging though the gag, begging him to make me cum.
The next time he stops, he takes the gag off.
I want to babble for him to make me cum, I want to call him a prick again, I want to tell him that I want to do what he wants me to do, but I remain silent.
“Do you have anything to say to me?”
“Yes Sir, I am so sorry, please let me cum. I didn’t mean it before”
“How badly do you want to cum?”
HIs fingers return to my clit, then slip inside me.
“So badly, Sir please make me cum for you”
His fingers speed up, he kisses the spot on my neck that makes me hot.
I cum so hard against his hand that I am lucky my arms are restrained because that is all that is holding me up right now.


Noodle #9

It doesn’t take long before I am seeing Noodle again, Tuesday is our usual day. I am home from work when he mentions that he should come over before work too being that his partner is already at work so he can leave his house & be at mine by 9:30 am, he pops over in the morning for an hour before he starts work, we fuck as usual, me never having enough of him & always being disappointed when he leaves. But a few hours later at 7:00 pm, he’s on his way back to my house which he stays longer than he usually does. WOW twice in one day! & a lot longer than usual, I guess with his store closing down, he has more of an excuse to do extra hours & being a manager, his pay wouldn’t change so it isn’t suspicious. I’m not complaining, I love fucking this guy! A lot… Way more than I should!

I ask him to video us again which he does, tying me up & spanking me, then making me give him a blow job in front of the mirror. Remember how much I said I hated being forced to do that? How things change! I get more turned on now when he forces me. I mean I still like to surprise him with it but I love when he gets all dominant with me. He videos the blow job & I actually look quite good, my eyelashes have just been done, my hair is washed & straight, I don’t look fat at this angle… So I hold onto his cock & lick it from the base to the tip then take it in my mouth, sucking down on it, while rubbing the length of it with my hand, making ‘hmmm’ noises as I enjoy it just as much as he does. The video is hot as fuck & the gif I make with my phone is even better. Jesus Christ it’s fucking hot!

He tells me that we haven’t been having much bed sex lately, which I say “We can’t just have bed sex if that’s what you do with your wife? Have to do things she won’t do, or wht is the point?” He agrees “Yeah no point really… It’s so fucking hot you want to do things my wife won’t do for me too… Fuck did I get lucky & pick the right chick to have an affair with…” Yeah I guess you did Noodle!

We’ve also sort of already fallen into this thing where we don’t really take it in turns as much anymore with the good morning message but it tends to be whoever is awake first will be the first to message. Noodle usually wakes up before me so he messages me first a lot which I really like. I tell him that I’m in debt to him owing him a few good mornings but he says “The things you let me do to you… your in no debt to me” Hmmm, very true

We also talk about me being single when he says to me I’m pretty sure if you put yourself actually on the market you could pull some single guys, your an amazing chick that deserves so much better than married guys fucking you. You just gotta deal with the competition part that comes with dating.” Yeah that’s the problem Noodle… If only he knew all these douches I had dated & what led me here to be fucking him!

By now, the store has closed down but they don’t have another store for Noodle to go to yet, so they have asked him to be the supervisor of all the workmen while the store gets pulled apart. He has to do this for a couple of weeks & then is going on 5 weeks annual leave, which makes me sad. We’ve been fucking every week for a month, I kind of like that statistic & I figure that once he’s on leave he won’t be able to see me because he doesn’t really go out ever & won’t have an excuse to be out, even when she’s at work. I guess it’ll be hard for him.

With the store being shut now, only just being dismantled, he’s only required really to be there to open & lock up the store, so he comes to my house on Sunday from 9:00 am until 12:00 pm, I am not really sure how he gets away with it, but I am not complaining at all, I mean this is what I want, someone who wants to be with me, no matter what it costs them. This is what I wanted every guy I’ve ever liked to do. It’s just fucking shit that it’s a man in a relationship that is the one to finally be the one who wants me… I do think about what it would be like if he were single, would the sex be as hot? Would he be a douche trying to fuck everyone & I wouldn’t mean anything to him, just another conquest that he’d ghost when I say something bitchy? Or would we have the life I envisage? FUCK! No… I can’t envisage a life with this guy… No way… There is no life with this guy, there is no future with this guy. But honestly at this point Max is barely seeing me, Noodle is paying me so much attention & I lap it up like a loser.

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The following Tuesday, Noodle isn’t working Tuesday nights anymore due to the store being closed. He has to be there early to unlock the doors for the tradies & then he sits in the office or in his car watching Netflix – OMG I want this job! Hahaha. So at 6:30 am, I get up & am waiting for him when he gets to my house, in a little nightie thing & a big fluffy dressing gown (the only fucking thing I own! I don’t want to look like his partner – I imagine her in a big fluffy thing), being that it’s cold, the end of June & I make a mental note to look for a sexier dressing gown to wear on these occasions… This looks ridiculous! But I also want to surprise him with the reveal of the nightie underneath, not just be in it when he walks in the door… I have a plan for this morning… I have the door unlocked so he just walks in & I’m in the lounge room waiting for him, ready to undress him the second he walks in. I’ve decide to show my dominant side today… He’s surprised that I am out of bed & even says so, even mentions that I have the heater on.. Yeah because I have a plan, dude… We’re not fucking in my bedroom today… I have a vibe & some rope hidden so he can’t see.

I kiss him & undress him… He tells me later that he loves being undressed by me, it makes him feel special. Yeah I’d have to agree, I like it when a guy actually takes the time to take off your clothes & looks at you like he’s never seen anything so beautiful… Well I’ve only had that with one guy so far & I’m standing in front him taking off his clothes trying to make him feel the same. I push him backwards once he’s naked on to the low decorative chair & I reveal that I have rope close by. He chuckles & asks what I have in mind for him. I tie his ankles to each leg of the chair & then his wrists to the back legs of the chair. I suck his cock a little while I’m busy tying him down. Still is this fucking ridiculous dressing gown, I stand up & ask him if he wants me to take it off, he says yes (of course!) & I slowly undo the tie & slip it down my shoulders revealing my most sexy item of lingerie I have at the time & he lets out a breath as he sees me that I know I have pleased him & he likes what he sees. I kneel in front of him & suck his cock while he’s tied to the chair, I stop & he moans & asks what I’m doing. I stand up & walk backwards keeping eye contact with him, not explaining what I’m doing. I jump up so I’m sitting the edge of the pool table & I sit there starting at him, I spread my legs open, find the vibe that I put on the table & turn it on when he lets out a loud “Hmmm.” I turn it on & place it between my legs making him watch what I’m doing to myself while he’s tied up. He says to me “Fuck me, that is so hot.”

While I feel so self-conscious, I am able to keep going because watching him squirm in the chair & asking me to untie him, turns me on more & I am cumming within a few minutes. Once I’m done he begs me to fuck him, he’s struggled so much that he’s hands are out of the ties I tied. (I’m not very good with rope obviously!) I straddle his lap, slide on a condom & ride him, his hands are now free so they’re on my ass helping. I somehow cum so quickly like this when he tells me to get my phone. I do as I’m told & give it to him, he tells me to ride him again but not facing him. He takes a video of me fucking him reverse cowgirl style (I feel like my ass looks giant in this video… I hate it, but he tells me later how much he loves it!) We both cum this way & I can tell you that this was one of the hottest times we’ve fucked for me as I am in control & I am more confident that I ever have been with a man…


Tom Cruise

I decided that it wasn’t healthy to keep seeing married men – that’s the wisest thing I’ve said in a while! Hahaha!! Even if they are allowed to see me – its not healthy, so I trolled online for a date with a nice single man. OMG where are all the single men!? I chatted to a young Tom Cruise look-a-like for a short time before we we tried to set up a date but we never could work it out, he seems like too much hard work. Maybe that’s why I am into married men, because they can’t always see me so it’s not disappointing when they don’t.

One of my biggest pet hates is when I know a guy can see me, like I know they are free & they don’t see me! It comes back to that stupid fucking book ‘He’s just not that into you.’ It basically says that if the guy is not trying to fuck you then he isn’t into you, no matter what the scenario. I don’t recommend anyone ever read this book! It is completely fucked & I think it’s partly part of my problem, I don’t show effort to a guy because I just figure ‘oh well, he just wasn’t that into me.’ It’s almost like my defense play card!

Anyway one night I was sitting in bed, early one Friday night & we were chatting & randomly arranged to meet up that night. I suggested halfway between our houses at a bar but he said he wanted to get drunk so I should meet him at his local. Warning bells should’ve been going off, but this guy was quite cute & I need a break away from the unhealthy relationships I am having.

He is there when I arrive, sitting outside having a smoke when I walk up, it’s freezing so we go in pretty quickly & he offers to buy me a drink. I ask for a red wine. Within a few minutes of the date he’s asking me about my job & almost asking me for help in my field. Of course, as most people would’ve done because of the things he was saying, they’d go in to work mode to help him with his situation. So that’s what I did, I went into work mode & started giving advice as I would if he was a client – not really thinking, just knowing there’s a way to fix his problem. But then he said I was boring. Yep, those words came out of his mouth to my face…

He went out for a cigarette shortly after that & upon his return, he said he was going to play a game of Daytona & I should watch his stuff… I was like right… Too bad if I wanted a game with him, I didn’t even get a chance to ask if I could play too as he was already walking away. When he finished his game, he came back to tell me off for playing with my phone too much, I was lurking in the chat group getting more & more jealous that Noodle was online but hadn’t chatted to me privately… Tom Cruise then asked me if I’d ever taken drugs – hmmm, yes, he did ask that! WTF… This is the first date. Then he asked when was the last time I had sex – err really? Then he asked me more about my ‘boring’ job, which I was careful not to elaborate on for fear of being boring.

We talked for ages actually but the conversation was always difficult & always controversial topics that I didn’t get a good vibe from him. He kept leaving me alone to go smoke but he kept buying me red wines. I had driven so I was taking it easy on the wine, but he kept drinking & buying me drinks, I guess he did say that he wanted to get drunk! While he is outside one time, he messages me “Hello”. I’m like what is this guy doing?

When we get kicked out of the front bar, he offered up the other bar near the pokies, I was going to say no, I better go home, when he said that he liked my jacket. I replied that I liked his too & he said “It’s my kayaking jacket” OMG. I ask if he’s been checking out my online profile, where I say that I have just gotten into kayaking. He says no, so I get a tad excited & asking him about kayaking, where he goes, if he has one of his own? He looks at me like I’m a martian & says that he doesn’t kayak. WTF! Yes I just had a conversation with myself about kayaking because he doesn’t actually do it…Like what is this guys deal?!

He goes out for yet another cigarette coming back to say he’s going to play the pokies… Why am I still here? Why haven’t I walked out yet? He stands at the bar, looking drunk & looking back at me as he orders some more drinks. I still am sipping my third red wine when he comes back to the table with a white wine, even though I’ve been drinking red all night & have an almost full red wine in front of me. He downs another beer. WHAT THE ACTUAL FACTUAL FUCK. Why would he buy me white wine now? This guy has a fucking screw loose… I can’t look away, I can’t leave this date because seriously this isn’t happening!

Tom Cruise Dating Douche Pig

After the second time he goes to play the pokies & have a cigarette, I think I should just get up & leave so when he comes back he is baffled what happened to me. I check online & see that Noodle has still been online chatting profusely in the groups but hasn’t messaged me to say that he’s back online like he usually does – my heart sinks. So I decide to stay & ‘give this guy a go’ (Like surely I have a screw loose if I am still here at this point!) but when comes back Tom Cruise says “This isn’t going to happen” I blink at him before I realise what he means, I jump up out of my chair, pick up my bag & walk out without a word. Not even saying goodbye. Not looking back. Seriously. WTF!


Noodle #8

I don’t honestly see what Noodle sees in me, I actually can’t work out what any guys sees in me to be honest, (I know, I know I have confidence issues, I promise I am working on them!) I tell him that I am pretty bitchy really & get really angry easily – especially when I don’t get sex, so not sure why he is bothering with me… He says “You actually don’t come across that bitchy. Come across flirty, fun, easy going, and dirty. Come across quite attractive plus you always pick a super cute photo of yourself” WOW that’s not what I expected from him… This guy seriously is a mega douche, he’s been involved in a stupid rift between a few groups of people on the chat app & I’m not even sure why or what it’s about, I somehow think it’s jealously on his part because he thinks that everyone wants to fuck me on the app & he’s scared I’ll leave him for someone else… Whenever someone shows interest in me he acts like a cunt to them or makes it known that he thinks I’m hot, so that I’ll flirt with him in the group, with heart eye emojis so people know that I’m interested in him & he’s into me – all without telling them.

In private Noodle is so sweet to me. He’s told me that he’s a douche to his partner all the time & that’s one of the reasons he won’t leave her, so I don’t know why he treats me differently. I mean he is douchy to me too, I’m not saying that he’s perfect, he’s far from it, but he’s always giving me confidence & making me feel good about myself… Is this who he is? Or is it me that brings out a softer side?

The next day, Sunday, Noodle, is at work & comes over for his lunch break… I know he’s coming & he tells me that he doesn’t have much time, which of course I know being that he is only on his lunch break, so I decide to answer the door in just my panties. I can’t do it naked because I am conscious of my belly, I have an small overhang from losing weight so I am so self-conscious of it, so when he walks in the door I am just in black lace panties. I am shaking like a leaf, I have never done this before, I am so scared & so excited at the same time. I mean he doesn’t know what he’ll be walking into with me, I haven’t told him I’ll be almost naked so I see his eyes pop out of his head a little as his says ‘fuck’ walking straight to be throwing his stuff on my couch & kissing me… I am unbuttoning his shirt before our lips even meet. This man! What is it about this man? I cannot get enough of him… We’ve been seeing each other more than once a week & chatting every day & I can’t get enough of him, I always want to chat to him, I always want him touching me… We’re naked & fucking, me cumming again within seconds of him being inside me. I don’t know how he gets me to cum without touching my clit, but fucking hell, I am always on the edge with him! I am then on my knees in my bedroom in front of my mirror quicker than I care to admit, sucking his cock while he videos it again… I can’t wait to see the video!

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When Noodle tells me later when I am probing him for some reassurance of how I look & how I perform with him, he tells me “I’d like to think I make you feel pretty sexy… I have noticed your confidence increase so yeah. You have no idea how much you blow my fucking mind & how hot I find you… & blow my cock” I tell him “You do make me feel sexy… I could never open the door naked or suck someone’s cock like I did if I didn’t feel that way, I actually didn’t mind looking in the mirror as I was sucking your cock.” It makes me feel much better knowing that he is able to reassure me a little. I tell him “It’s ridiculous how much I want to please you & have you fuck me” Jesus where did that come from? He says “Wow did you just admit that to me?” I of course say no, thinking fuck, did I? But laughing to myself, why did I just admit that too him? He says “Well if it helps I fucking really enjoy fucking you & pleasing you” We are in deep fucking trouble… It’s not even been a month of fucking! However its been 3 months of chatting!

The Monday before I see Noodle, I have to work late & when I say I may be at work all night & late tomorrow he seems to get a bit disappointed that he might not see me Tuesday night. But then he acts like a douche & says he doesn’t care, so I say “Oh well you won’t be disappointed when I tell you, I’ve got a laser appointment tomorrow night & actually can’t have sex after it… Wasn’t sure how to tell you, but now you don’t care so doesn’t matter.” He asks if I’m being serious, I say yeah we can just watch Shameless. he says “Your fucking with me right?” (I quote him with the grammar as he wrote it to me!) so I say that we can just snuggle on the couch & watch TV with popcorn he realises that I am joking with him “Yeah your shitting me now, hahaha fuck you.” I tell him to admit that he was sad, & eventually he says he was a little sad – especially after I send him a picture of me lying in bed naked, then he asks “Seriously, I can fuck you right?” Hahaha… Yes Noodle, you can fuck me after laser!

The following Tuesday night Noodle comes over straight after work, we fuck quickly as always, like we can’t do anything else. We tease each other a lot & really connect while having sex, I know I keep saying this but I haven’t ever connected like this with a man before, even with Boyfriend. This is the most intimate & sensual sex I’ve ever had, even though it’s sometimes very kinky. I look at him & he looks at me, I feel him with more than his actual touch, I feel his breath, I feel his beard, without sounding like a wanker but I feel his soul… (Urgh, what! Hahaha)

He touches me like he wants me & like he actually thinks I am the sexiest thing he has ever fucked, I know he is the sexiest man I have ever fucked before (not that he will believe that), I want him to feel sexy too, which he is cocky about but sometimes he does lack confidence about his looks , I want him to know that he is sexy to me. That I cannot get enough of him, that I don’t think the bad things that he thinks about himself – he thinks he has a small cock – he doesn’t at all… He’s the only man that’s ever been able to make me cum with just his cock & make me squirt like a porn star without even touching my clit, that I don’t even know why he thinks that. He also thinks that he has a big gut, but he really doesn’t, he’s worked so hard to get where he is, loosing weight, that I find him incredibly sexy.

We are lying there sated, when his phone starts ringing, he says “Fuck” staring at it for ages, his finger hovering over the answer or reject button. I see that it’s his partner. So I turn away trying to give him privacy. He says hello as is if’s perfectly normal to be naked in my bed & answering the phone to his partner – I’m taken back to the time Max answered the phone while fucking me, to his wife. But this is different, she doesn’t know where he is or what he is doing… I hear her sobbing & he looks at me panic stricken, sitting up, I hear him asking what’s wrong, but he sits up & I try not to listen. He says “Alright, I’ll leave work now, bye.” & I think what the fuck has happened? He tells me that one of their cats have been run over & is dead so he has to go home & clean up the mess for her. I say that I am sorry but he seems preoccupied now, however he still kisses me goodbye several times, saying sorry that he has to leave. We chat later that evening about how scared he was that when he answered & she was crying that she had found out about me. I mean that went though my mind but surely she wouldn’t be crying straight away once she found out about me? Surely she’d confront him before crying about it? Who knows, I’ve never been a cheater to be honest, nor do I know her, but he tells me she’s a bit of a crier. I think this is going to calm things down a bit with him & I, being that we’re seeing each other at least twice a week, I think it’s going to scare him, but it doesn’t.

The following Sunday, I am on my way home from brunch, chatting to Noodle when he says to come visit him at his store, he’s in the office & wants to fuck me there. I am scared for this but I am also turned on to fuck him at his work, while the store is open, I text him when I get to the store, parking next to his car & waiting for him to pop his head out the back door. It’s so naughty, he sneaks me in, I’m worried about cameras so I try to act normal, like I’m supposed to be there, we walk though the corridors to his office. He tries to lock the door but it doesn’t lock so he quickly kicks a crate against the door then is kissing me as I take off my jacket. This is going to be quick, but I know I am wet enough for him, just from the thought of him fucking me in his office on the drive here. We unbutton each other’s pants so quickly & I’m rolling a condom on for him & I back onto the desk, sitting facing him, kissing him as I grab his cock to help slide into me at this angle… My jeans & boots still on around my ankles… This is the first time we’ve fucked outside of my house & with clothes on.

What a surprise I cum really quickly, he takes a little longer of course, though I’m sure he could cum quickly if he wanted too, I’m lucky that I can cum multiple times. So he pulls me up to stand & turns me around to bend me over the desk, this is hot… Next minute he’s in my ass, with the same speed he was in my vagina, he’s fucking my ass & I love it. He’s pulling my hair as leverage to fuck me harder… This is ridiculously dirty but so fucking hot, I am cumming again, biting my lip so as not to make noise as he cums too. We’re both sweaty & breathing heavy as we pull our pants up when he says “Fuck I think I made you bleed” I look over as he’s taking off the condom & say “No, you were in my ass” He smiles, doing up his pants, then grabs me & kisses me harder than he has. Like he just realised how hot that was. Later we talk about it & he says that he’s never accidentally fucked someone’s ass before & not known about it. I explain that I get so wet so don’t need lube, he says he knows & he says that he loves how wet I get, he thinks it so hot but wants to know in future if he’s fucking my ass…. Wouldn’t it feel different? Perhaps not!


Erotica: Scene Eleven – Prick

This is the second to last erotica… I hope that you’ve been enjoying it. But all good things must come to an end!

I really should turn these into a story!

Here’s a link to the other scenes… Scene one – Nipple Bells, Scene two – Wake Up Call , Scene Three – His Orgasm & Scene Four – The Wake Up Call , Scene Five – Blindfold, Scene Six – Shower, Scene Seven – Anticipation, Scene Eight – Watching, Scene Nine- Quick Fuck & Scene Ten – Her Surprise.

Scene Eleven – Prick

He stands me up & gives me a deep long kiss, pulling on my pony tail to give him a better angle.
He walks around me, again standing behind me, he lightly pushes me so I stumble forward towards the bed.
Without warning he pushes me roughly on the bed face first with my hands still tied behind me back, I yelp, but he has a hand on my neck roughly, almost hurting me & his knees pulling my knees up so my ass is in the air.
Once I’m in the position he wants, he stands up behind me.
I can’t see him, but I feel his presence.
The slap on my ass sounds worse than what it is but I still whimper.
He spanks me then rubs my ass gently, so many times over & over that I lose count.
His gentle hand slides between my open legs & stokes my clit from behind.
I start to slide forward as I start to get more excited.
His spare hand roughly pins my neck hard to the bed to stop me moving.
I moan with every teasing movement of his hand, stroking the full length on my pussy, all the way to my ass hole.
He slips a finger or two inside me, then another on my clit
“Please can I cum sir?”
“You can cum when I say you can cum”
I whimper a almost inaudible ‘Prick’, knowing it he won’t let me cum.
Everything stops
I try to look at what he is doing
“What did you just say?” he growls & I know I am in trouble.
I bite my lip from saying anything else.
“Tell me now” he snaps loudly.
I stay silent.
I get an almighty spank on my ass that really hurts, I jump & cry out ‘owww’
“Tell me what you called me”
I don’t hesitate this time, I whisper ‘Prick’
“I can’t hear you?” He spanks my ass again, its so hard it brings tears to my eyes

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“Prick” I scream.
I hear the smile in his voice
“Awww do you think I am going to let you cum now?”
I cringe & know that I am in trouble.
I hear him spit & feel it on my ass then his cock is rubbing up & down my hole before he slides it slowly in my asshole.
He holds me down with a hand on my neck.
His face close to mine as he starts to pull in & out of me.
“Do you think that was very nice to call me a Prick?” I shake my head as much as I can.
“Answer me”
“No Sir”
“Good Girl” He picks up his speed, I can feel every inch of him filling my ass.
“Should I make you cum?”
“Yes Sir, please” He kisses my ear & neck which is such a turn on for me I almost cum from that & being so full from him.
“You will cum when I tell you too but not this time” he smiles “I’ll show you what a Prick I can be.”
He kneels up, keeping his hand on my neck, my hands stuck behind my back he builds up speed.
He spanks the side of my leg & I cry out.
He is moving so fast inside me, that I feel closer & closer to cumming.
My breath is quick, shallow & loud.
He knows I am close.
“Yes, you’re close baby aren’t you?”
“Yes. please can I cum?”
With another thrust he cums in my ass, leaving me hanging.
His movements slow down, his hand lets my neck go.
As he pulls his cock out of my ass, leaving me frustrated, he spanks my ass hard.
“That’s what happens when you call me a prick”
He unties the tie holding my wrists behind my back & walks off. He’s in the shower before I can straighten my legs.
As the bathroom door shuts, for the first time ever, he shouts
“Do not touch yourself”
I flop flat to the bed & scream into the bed.



Chatting in the groups on the chat app a chick who we’ll call Leblek started chatting to me, we’d been chatting as friends in the groups, we were in multiple groups together but then she started messaging me privately seemingly to hook up me up with her partner Shark… I don’t always get that dynamic, but I haven’t been with a proper partner for like 10 years at this point, so I have no idea what couples do. In the real scheme of things, I am still fairly new to kink & swinging worlds so I am not sure what people do. I mean this was before I had the 3sum with Max & Sweetie when I first started talking to them.

I chat with Shark too, we’re all friends from the groups so it’s not weird but to be honest, I really put in no effort with him… I feel bad now for that, being that he’s become a very good friend, but I never message him first ever, I still have Max & Origin in the mix at this time & I am getting closer to Noodle, I’ve finally said goodbye to Rob Rob before the infamous Switch. I don’t want to add another complication into the mix. I am also not a bi-sexual, I know women don’t turn me on, I have since been labelled bi-friendly, meaning I don’t mind playing with couples, however at this point I’d only really started toying with the idea of playing with Max & Sweetie, so I am not sure if I even like that?

Leblek decides that she wants to meet me for a drink with Shark after work one day & after much talking with her & putting it off, I agree to meet them for a drink, a drink can’t hurt can it? A drink only… I’m not going home with them. It’s actually the evening of the day of the first time I ever met Noodle (These stories all intertwine! Sorry if it’s confusing!) I’m on holidays so we decide on a drink. So after meeting Noodle & having that wow lunch with him, I really want to bail on meeting this couple. However, I don’t, they know Noodle from the groups only & I tell them that I met him earlier, even though it’s a big secret in the groups that we’re chatting (I’m still not sure why we do that, but we do, probably because he has a partner & kid, I’m not sure. Avoid the judgement maybe) But I can’t shake the amazing lunch I just had so I am not really into this meet & greet really.

I walk into the pub & find a chick with long curly hair, she’s super tall & a bigger build than me that I feel so short & tiny. Also she’s not what I expected from her pictures she shares in the groups. We hug hello & look for a place to sit down, we wait for Shark to arrive but the first thing Leblek asks me if I have fucked Noodle, I laugh & don’t lie, I haven’t fucked him but she doesn’t believe me, so I tell her that I only met him today for lunch, she seems more excited than me, telling me that our chemistry & banter in the group turns her on. Others are noticing my chemistry with Noodle… FUCK! Shark rocks up & we have another drink, we all talk easily & I enjoy their company despite not really wanting to be there.

Next time I see them is at Switch, the infamous one where Max kisses our friend from the chat app. I end up kissing Sweetie, Leblek & Shark. It’s a fun night besides that, but I remember the look on Shark’s face when he saw how much is bothered me that Max was off kissing other women. His expression was like ‘don’t worry about it’ but he knew that it bothered me, in fact everyone was consoling me more than Sweetie that night, she didn’t seem to care. I cared because I was there with him & wouldn’t expected more, he’s there with 2 women, does he need a third? Also Max had been in the groups & he was hard to get along with in a group setting, so I think Shark didn’t really like him… After this evening, he sure as hell didn’t like him.

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Afterwards, I talk less to Leblek but more to Shark, he is constantly asking me to come play with them, I am not as attracted to them as I was with Max & Sweetie, but I want to know if I even like playing with couples – the elusive unicorn.

I never tell Noodle that I am going to play with this couple, I’m not sure why, but I suppose no one knows about Noodle & I fucking, so I don’t need to tell him others I’m fucking… I’m not exclusive with anyone at the moment, so I can do whatever I want!

I arrange to see Shark & Leblek at their house which is an hour & a half away from me on the other side of town, I give myself an afternoon with a time limit due to meeting a girlfriend for dinner so I have an out if this doesn’t go well – I even set an alarm so I won’t be late to dinner. They invite me in & we all sit down to have a drink, it’s pretty easy chatting to them, mainly about people in the groups really, we have a couple of drinks before Leblek says “Alright you two, get in the shower” Um what? Get in the shower? I showered before I came here, because this morning I was actually fucking Max & having my ass spanked till it was red raw. She tells me Shark likes to shower, but when I see the size of their shower, I wonder how the fuck were going to even fit, let alone play in there…

I am awkward about this, but Shark takes me into the bathroom, turning on the shower & we get naked & get in there… We’re kissing & touching, I’m wondering the whole time about what Leblek is doing when I look to see her looking around the corner like a weirdo… She looks like the ultimate creep & I feel uncomfortable. I don’t know how to relax when I can just see the top of her head & eye ball staring at us… We get out the shower & go into their bedroom, Leblek strips off her dress & they both take turns on going down on me before I roll over & because we’ve talked about my pain threshold, I offer up my butt for them to spank because I am not feeling this, I am not a bisexual & I don’t think I want to play with couples. I’m not sure if it’s them or me, but I know this isn’t what I’m about. I also can’t stop thinking about Noodle, what would he think if he knew where I was? I know he doesn’t particularly like Leblek but I don’t know why I care about that, but I do!

They spank my ass so much & Shark tries to hit is as hard as he can, but it doesn’t hurt – well it does but I like it, it turns me on just lying there & being spanked, Leblek uses her nails up & down my back which causes red lines, they are both enjoy making me & I do enjoy being their toy, but I definitely know I don’t want something more sexual with them. I never have sex with them, I don’t even suck his cock, Leblek does & makes him cum, but I basically don’t even touch them.

My alarm goes off & while I have enjoyed myself with a few awkward moments, I have also been counting down the minutes, Leblek has made things a bit weird for me, I don’t know if she’s too eager or what, but it’s made it a bit awkward. I head out to dinner.

The next day chatting to Shark, he asks me if I want to see them again. While I’m happy to be their friend, I definitely don’t want to play with her again. So I tell him part of the story, that I don’t want to play with couples again, which is partly true. It’s not entirely my thing at all. But I can’t tell him that she weirded me out.

A few short months later, Leblek leaves Shark for someone else she found on the chat app, this chat app kills relationships… I have become great friends with Shark & he confides in me about his feelings, I message him though the debacle. I feel sorry for him & have no idea what to say. I don’t catch up with him but I do offer to meet with him. We have become good friends & I never knew how close he & I would become.

Now Shark has an lovely partner, who I’ve met, someone who isn’t chatting to a million blokes online, someone that actually loves him. I’m so happy for him because as much as I was friends with Leblek during that time, I actually realise that I didn’t like her… It wasn’t until they broke up that Noodle also revealed that he despised her – I knew he didn’t really like her & just kept the peace as she was in the clique we are in, not that that matters but it surprised me that Noodle didn’t like her that much.


Noodle #7

Noodle & I talk so much that I am worried how invested I am with this guy. He’s got a partner, don’t worry I never forget that fact – but somehow I don’t care, which is weird for me & hard to explain… Usually when a guy tells me he’s married, I write him off… I know I’ve spoken about a few married guys but there have been hundreds I haven’t written about that I just delete…. But with Noodle, there is a pull with this guy, a pull of chemistry & passion that I seriously have never had before… it’s undeniable. He also feels the same, no games, no waiting to message me, no being “busy”, it’s straight up honesty, even when he pisses me off. I have never felt this way about a guy before, I have never been this invested, I mean I have liked guys a lot before but not like this…I am in deep trouble!

But only 2 days later after our last encounter, I am waiting for him again at my house for our usual Tuesday night ritual. I am glad that he’s been able to change his location so he can fake it on his phone, pretending he’s still at work instead of turning it off, hoping she doesn’t notice or by leaving his phone at work & hoping she doesn’t call. What a fucking effort this guy goes too to fuck me! He also tells me later than he always drives back to the store after being at my house to change his location back on, so there’s nothing suspicious if she happens to be looking where he is when he is changing it back. Really, that is a lot of effort, but he tells me that I am definitely worth the effort & he also says that I am worth the risk of losing his family… WOW! That was unexpected…

He gets to my house, I have the front door unlocked for him while I am in the bedroom with my ankles tied to the bed with the restraints on my wrists but not tied to the bed so he can do what he wants to me. He enters the room & says ‘fuck’ as he sees me, naked & semi tied to the bed, it makes me smile knowing I have pleased him, I look at him as sexily as I can (But I think I might come across as injured, not sexy! Hahaha… I don’t know how to look sexy to be honest!), leaning back against him as he comes behind me to cup my tits & kiss my neck. Fuck I love my neck being kissed, his beard tickles my neck while he rubs my tits & gets me excited. I expect him to push me down & tie my hands to the X restraint but he gets rope out of my draw & roughly ties my hands behind my back, pushing my head down to the bed so my ass is in the air. He spanks it hard; I yelp but also moan with pleasure. He fingers me from behind which feels different, I am spread wide in another way which gives him easy access. He makes me cum pretty quickly (of course) before he is sliding into me from behind while also spanking my ass. He picks up my phone – we have been discussed him videoing & taking pictures of us fucking because I think that sounds pretty hot… but I also said he can only use my phone because I don’t want her to find pictures of me in his iPhone trash folder & also so I have veto power if I look like shit! Hahaha.

He starts taking video of him inside me, fucking me… I always complain about not being able to see, because I don’t know if you ever watch a guy when he’s fucking you but they get to watch their cock going in & out of you & they love to watch it… But women of course don’t have the same vantage point so we can’t see what is happening, so I want to see what it looks like. He also spanks my ass again & in the video you can see his hand print come up quickly on my ass, it looks so amazing! I know that’s not for everyone but I loved it so much that I was able to use a setting on my phone to turn the video in a gif file that repeats over & over… Fuck, why is that hotter than the video, him spanking my ass & the red handprint coming up instantly over & over… After that day, I watch it a million times & I seriously love it & tell him we need to video more! He agrees & is pretty happy that I want to video us fucking, I mean what guy wouldn’t want the hottest video of him fucking someone?

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This is completely fucked up but I feel like I can tell you guys this, but my favourite part with Noodle, is us laying down afterwards & just talking, me hugging him with all my whole body, lying on his chest, legs over him, arms around him tickling his chest hair, while he tickles my back… FUCK I’m in so much trouble here! It’s bittersweet when he gets up to get dressed, we’ve talked about our healthy eating, work, his kid but one of the things we laugh about tonight is how much I want cheezels, he makes a joke about bringing me some & I tell him that he should buy me some! He leaves kissing me goodbye, like 10 times before he goes & I set about tidying up my bedroom where the sheets are completely in disarray. The room smells like our sex, I love that smell… I’ve never liked it before, usually cracking a window as soon as the dude leaves, but this is different. It smells sexy & I can’t get enough of it. I jump into our sex sheets , messaging him but not getting to much of a reply back, which is weird for him.

When I hear a knock on my door, my heart starts pounding & I think, who the fuck is this at my door at almost 10:00 pm. I go to the door as I hear a car drive off… His car? What the fuck is he doing back at my house. I open the front door & on my doorstep is a box of cheezels – no sign of Noodle. OH MY FUCKING GOD, that is so bloody adorable! I send him a picture straight away with a heart eye emoji & say to him that he is not the hard ass guy that he makes out to be, I call him a big softie! He tells me that he that he “May have a tiny weak spot for you… just a small one tho!” I smile like an idiot, what the fuck, this is too cute… This guy usually isn’t like this with me. I eat the cheezels smiling like a tool the whole time, chatting to him again until we go to sleep.

The next time I see Noodle is a Saturday morning, he tells his partner he has to be at work early so he can come over at 5:30 am, but not actually starting until 8:00 am. It’s fucking early for me on my weekend, but I get up & unlock the door & get back into bed, waiting for him. He gets there & I know we have a few hours together. We have sleepy wake up sex for me first before we lay there hugging one another. When I decide to show him a little dominant side of me, I ask him if I can tie him up today & he agrees with a huge grin on his face. I tie him to my X restraints, his arms & legs spread, I come up between his legs & suck him so much that he begs me to fuck him. I giggle & kiss his chest to then kiss his lips, he’s begging me to fuck him, his eyes are filled with that look of pure desire for me to climb on top of him. He’s tied, I’ve never really tied a guy before, I actually quite like this, he’s pulling on the restraints so much that I think he might get out of them soon. But I sit on his lap, just rubbing myself on his cock, never actually letting it inside me… Man this is harder than I thought, I just want his cock in me but fuck I love teasing him!

I just rock back & forth on his cock making it wet before I get a vibe & make myself cum while sitting on top of him. He begs me to fuck him, to stop making myself cum, but I am enjoying this way too much. I am so wet & really want him inside me again, he’s groaning & begging, so I whisper in his ear “How badly do you want to fuck me?” he stares at me intently & says sternly “Just fuck me” I even think he uses my real name, which is unusual for him, when I look at him with a look he says “Please” I chuckle & rub my clit back over his hard cock a few more times as he keeps saying “just fuck me,” before I finally slip him inside me & ride him while he groans saying “thank fuck for that.”

I also let Noodle do anal with me, when I untie him & we’re fucking again, he seems genuinely surprised when I ask him if he wants to fuck my ass, but he says yes instantly, pulling out of me & sliding slowing in my rear. I cum again with my fingers rubbing on my clit. He seems to like that too!

That was a very fun couple of hours & I look forward to being more dominant in the future. It was really my first real experience being a switch & I really liked it! I tell him later how much I liked seeing his face struggling to get me inside him (now I know why men like to see women struggle!) & he said “You enjoy it way too much”, I say “Yeah of course, it was fucking hot!” he says “You’re fucking hot” Jesus, that was unexpected!



I could honestly write so much about J-Lo, but I wasn’t writing much when I was actually chatting to him, so I can’t really remember everything about our interactions. But he is relevant to my story & relevant to my life, so I’ll give him a post at least & I will probably mention him a lot through the blog posts…

I started chatting to J-Lo on the chat app, just after I started seeing Noodle & chatted to him most days for over 2 years! We chatted about my relationships, my stupid life & what I was doing at the time. J-Lo is a few years older than me, who is divorced with 2 kids. He has a partner who seems to always have her period, is sick or is away interstate for work, so much so that they never have sex ever, so I always wonder what he is still doing with her considering he doesn’t seem that happy, or he wouldn’t be online chatting… I don’t get it, I mean I want sex daily, so I don’t understand how this woman has a man with a sex drive that matches mine & yet here I am single & she has a partner… I know that it’s not all about sex, but it’s a big part of a relationship for me – being close & intimate with someone is just as important as any part of a relationship. I mean even Noodle said I put sex on a pedestal & I guess I do, I don’t ever want to be in a situation where my partner is looking online for something else when he could have me! J-Lo gets less sex than I do & I’m fucking married men… But he seems to me like he feels like he is stuck, I try & help him but I think I just make it worse by suggesting that he leave & not understanding why he’d stay if he’s so unhappy… For me, cheating isn’t just the act of sex or kissing, for me it’s the emotional connection my partner has with someone else, even if it is online… I wouldn’t want a stranger knowing intimate details about me… It was bad enough that once Max told Sweetie that I had my period & she messaged me to tell me we had the same cycle. I don’t really like talking about my period to be honest – I know I go on & on about kink not being taboo, so I’m trying to be more open about my period but I didn’t need him to tell his wife! So the fact I know so much about J-Lo’s partner & his life with her, is to me, worse than anything physical we could’ve done.

I’ll be honest with you, even though he may read this as one of the few men that know about this blog, in fact he’s actually the one who encouraged me to get it off the ground the second time. So I thank him for that… There were many times when I could see J-Lo & I together, even though I have others in the picture, I still could potentially see myself with him. But even though he could’ve met me many times when his partner was away for work, we never did… Not even for a drink, I did try to get him to meet me a couple of times, but he always had an excuse for it… Probably for the best to be honest. However he became a very good friend, I valued his opinion & asked him advice on the men I was seeing – which could’ve been part of our problem I guess? I did always sense that he got jealous of other men in my life or more so the kinky sex I am having…

Chatting one day, as usual, we actually drive past each other on a country road out by Keith, I was going to the South East for work & he was in Naracoorte the night before so he was driving home as I was driving down there, that was the only time I ever see him face to face, sort of, he waved, I waved & that was it. We continued to chat but just before Christmas, after 2 years of chatting almost daily, he just stopped writing back to me… On Christmas day I sent a message & it sat at sending forever. I check every now & then to see if he read it. But it never changes to a R for read.

I decide that if he does ever message me I’ll just read it & never reply. But I never speak to him again. It’s saddens me because he was with me through the whole life debacles & even though I never met him, I miss chatting to him. But he never wanted to physically cheat on his partner, that’s why we never met. He said he wouldn’t be able to control himself.

I actually overthink about what happened to him & I assume he died or that his partner found out about the chat app. I am crushed, I am at an all time low point in my life for other reasons – you’ll find out if you keep reading & then this guy who I really thought was different, who I thought was a friend, just acts like every other douche guy!

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Months later, mid-April, I am looking though my chats & see that his profile picture has changed! WTF DUDE! I am so angry that I type out a message before I can even stop myself “WTF you’re still on the chat app” he reads it almost straight away, my heart is pounding… This guy knows everything I’ve been through & he just deserted me. I plan not to reply to whatever bullshit excuse he will spin me but he is typing for ages that I think fuck something happened here…

He tells me that he had some health issues & was put into hospital over Christmas, that he only recently came back onto the chat app but didn’t know how to talk to me after the way he stopped talking to me… FUCK. I can’t be angry at this & so I soften & start chatting to him. He’s still with his partner & enjoying his new job, but he’s also still got some health issues that he’s dealing with. He asks about me & well, I won’t spoil what is happening in my life, just yet, keep reading to find out!


Erotica: Scene Ten – Her Surprise

We’re nearing the end… I hope that you’ve all enjoyed these stories…

Here’s a link to the other scenes… Scene one – Nipple Bells, Scene two – Wake Up Call , Scene Three – His Orgasm & Scene Four – The Wake Up Call , Scene Five – Blindfold, Scene Six – Shower, Scene Seven – Anticipation, Scene Eight – Watching & Scene Nine- Quick Fuck.

Scene Ten – Her Surprise

I finish work early, making sure I get home before him.
I’m determined to give him a surprise.
I put a note on the front door that says “Find me, Finger me, Fuck me.”
I know it will make him smile, the three F’s.
I go to the bedroom, strip down to a black lace panty & bra set, knowing it won’t be on me long.
I lay on the bed, waiting.
When I hear his car pull up, my heart starts to race, like a school girl.
I stand up & keep my back to the bedroom door.
I hear the front door open & close.
I hear his keys hit the entry table & a few of his footsteps but then when he hits the carpet I hear nothing.
I stand there waiting, so ready to turn around & find out where he is.
But I know if I stand here, like he’d want me to, the reward will be so much better.
The hairs stand up all over my body as I feel him walk into the room.
I can’t help but feel a shiver run down my spine as he stands centimeters away from me.
Not touching me, just standing near me.
I love how he can have this effect on me without even touching me.
As his hands touch my shoulders gently, I let out a gasp & lean back gently against him as he steps forward.
Our bodies fitting so well together.

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He whispers in my ear “You look perfect”
I smile, feeling every bit as perfect as he sees.
His fingers graze my skin lightly to find my hands, he pulls them together at my back & I feel his neck tie start to be wrap around them.
He ties them with such care but then tightens the fabric & I feel like I won’t get away.
He tugs my pony tail so my head is on his shoulder & my neck exposed for him.
He trails kisses down my neck as a hand glides down the front of me, brushing my covered breast, then settling just above my panty line.
I rock my hips forward to try to get him to dip his hand lower.
He does.
“You’re so wet for me”
I smile moaning as his fingers work his magic & make me cum within a few short minutes.
My arms pulling against his tie, making it even tighter as I cum.
I quiver, my legs weak but he growls in my ear “On your knees.”
I do as I’m told, sinking to my knees, being thankful that he didn’t make me stand much longer.
He walks around in front of me with his cock out, just out through his fly.
One had is around his length rubbing it for his enjoyment, but also I start licking my lips knowing where it is going.
He steps forward & I lick the tip of his cock.
I open my mouth wider for his whole cock to slide in.
He’s hands reach my hair tugging each side to move my head where he wants it.
He starts to fuck my mouth with his thick cock.
I choke on it.
He seems to like it.
I feel helpless with my hands tied behind my back & my hair being pulled to take his cock deeper & deeper.
I try hard not to gag on his cock but it’s too big for me to take.
My eyes start watering & I gag more & more each time he thrusts.
I’m scared I’m going to vomit on him but he keeps going.
Harder & faster & deeper.
Then I feel him about to cum.
He pulls his cock out & starts stroking it, so close to my face, I know he likes to cum on me, but I keep my mouth open because he hasn’t told me to shut it either.
“Oh yes, Good Girl” he growls as his cum hits my mouth, cheeks & a little dribbles down my chin, I poke my tongue out to lick it up, then lean forward to take his cock back in my mouth so as not to waste a drop.


Guest Blog: Divorce

Another one from my fellow blogger She-Wolf.

I feel like we have a similar writing style & some similar experiences… What do you think? You will find out why some of her posts are so relevant to me & I will reference them when I can!

Thanks for letting me share!


So… my marriage is over.

Surprisingly, this is a lot more difficult for me to write about than I expected.

My (now Ex) husband announced last night- via sms- that he plans to reconcile with his ex wife, for the sake of his son.

He was wonderfully articulate about it. He did his best to be gentle and comforting. He could not be more apologetic; so that was something at least. Also, the marriage meant that he had to call it off; he couldn’t turn ghost on me and never speak to me again.

That being said, rejection still stings like a bitch, and after some particularly confronting personal news, this was just the perfect dressing on top of my suck-salad.

I even surprised myself with how well I took it. I didn’t abuse him (which is a big deal for me, given that hell hath no fury like a woman scorned; especially when that woman is me). I didn’t get drunk (like I wanted to). I didn’t bury my face in a trough of ice cream and pity-eat myself up a whole dress size, either.

I cried alone.

I cried on the phone to my best friends.

I cried with my cat.

Eventually, I cried myself to sleep.

It was fitful; I tossed and turned all night. It felt like I had this cinder block of sad, weighing on my chest all night; with bags of gravel being left under my eyes in the morning.

If I’m being truly honest with myself, I knew it was coming. He stopped contacting me as frequently. He stopped his ritual of telling me every day how beautiful and desirable I am, and that no man has a better, more beautiful, intelligent or articulate wife anywhere. He stopped saying that he loved me.

The saddest part in all of this – in my opinion- is not my wasted, much abused heart; it’s that he’s only reconciling with his ex wife for the sake of his child. A parents’ love is a powerful thing. I’m no stranger to it myself.

What I struggle with is the fact that he would rather his child see him miserable- but woth his mother, than happy and without her. Having been the byproduct of a very unhappy home life, I question his decision.

That being said, I haven’t told him that I feel that way. It’s not my place. He’s made his decision and now he has to run with it. I stupidly even suggested that he and I remain friends. He would apparently like that very much. I told him that I could deal with that- being friends- but that he was to never ask me to be his wife again. Given that this is the closest I’ve come to an actual marriage (though I’ve been engaged several times), it hurt me a lot more than anticipated.

Much of that pain comes from the fact that, in the few precious moments we shared as husband and wife, it felt real. I got a taste of what it would be like to have a husband come home to me and treat me well and appreciate me to the fullest. I discovered that I love being called wife, and that having a husband make love to you is a deeper, more profound experience than having a lover that fucks you. I loved that, after cooking for him, he’d look at me like I hung the moon.

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That taste has become like a craving in me- especially now that I’m not getting it. That is something I will have to live with. I have learned through this that, even though it hurts like a bitch, it is better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all.

I know with certainty that I could be an amazing wife one day, and that any man would be damn lucky to have me. That’s what I’m choosing to take away.

The upside to all this is that I’m now able to keep experimenting with new lovers guilt free, for your reading pleasure. That, and the spiteful part of me feels less bad about cursing my husband and feeding him non-halal meat.

She-Wolf xx

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