Noodle #29

I ask Noodle if he’d actually be able to fuck me in the mornings after one of our evening sessions, he says that he’d be capable but would struggle “At one point when my partner was trying for a baby I was getting sex every day between you & her. I did alright haha. My sex drive isn’t what is used to be. I don’t masturbate every morning when I get up & every night before I go to bed like I use too tho. I’m sure if you sucked it, I could keep up” I am still paranoid that we have boring couple sex now “Guess it wouldn’t always be boring couple sex with me so you might want it more… Or if you got home from work one day thinking it’s just a normal night & there I am in lingerie” Then he says it… His words are meant as a compliment but then hit me like 1000 knives being thrown at me “One day you’ll make a man a fucking awesome wife haha” What the actual fuck Noodle! & why when he said it, do I automatically wish he was the husband that is so lucky to have me? I am silent for a while I compose myself. I have never really thought about being married before, so where did this fucking though come from? Even with Boyfriend, we bought a house but I never envisaged marrying him! “I have this feeling we’ll lose contact one day but then in our 40’s or 50’s one of us won’t be so stubborn to contact the other just to see what’s happening… And we’ll start fucking again.” I do think that as much as I am getting some sort of feelings so this guy, this isn’t our time. I don’t feel like they will break up & if they do, he won’t be able to date me seriously… If I really feel this why, what am I do? Why am I giving this guy the best of me?

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I try to lighten the mood by telling him off for giving me a hickey, he says he didn’t even kiss my neck, but only remembers me sucking his cock. Well of course he’d day that, but he did bite my neck & I bruise so easily. He tells me that I should be a good little mistress & suck his cock weekly, I say “You get emotional when you don’t get a weekly BJ.” He replies “My slutty mistress should be sucking my cock once a week. She’s a good girl & gets out of bed & drives all the way to see me & suck my cock good then swallows all my cum” I tell him that I can’t let him get bored of me & he says “Oh I’m no where no bored of you. Just wanna fuck you more lately” Well at least now I know he does want me! Hahaha.

Noodle tells me that he has holidays coming up again for his brothers wedding & it will also be his birthday. Wow, I didn’t even think about his birthday to be honest. I am excited to try & see him on his birthday for a good cock sucking & some hot sex, probably in the car being his birthday is on a Sunday, but I’m hoping he can go to the gym & I can go meet him. It’s also about this time that Noodle tells me he’s going to buy me a Christmas present… WHAT THE ACTUAL FACTUAL FUCK! Does this mean I have to get him something? What the fuck can I buy him? I mean I’d love to see him in some Calvin Klein boxer briefs or smelling amazing in some Jean Paul Gaultier but how the fuck would he explain that to his partner… I need to think of something that he doesn’t have to take home… What the hell could I buy him? Shit… I hate the pressure of buying presents… Why is he buying me a gift? How much is he going to spend? I’m assuming it’ll be some sort of sex toy maybe, what the fuck will he buy me? SHIT.

The next Tuesday night, I go to the gym as I haven’t heard from him when he messages “Did you not go to the gym tonight?” I reply “Yeah was at the gym” I assume he’s going to bail “Out of work late. Heading to yours now.” I say that I’m almost home anyway when I get his reply “I want you to be naked & tied up by the time I get there. Ready for a hard quick fuck like a good little slut” Jesus I get wet as fuck from that. I reply “Yes Sir” & start freaking out… How will he want me tied, front or back? I don’t want to mess this up, I don’t want to disappoint him either! I highly doubt that he’ll ever be disappointed but you know what I mean.

Noodle gets to my house, I have tied myself to the x restraints by my ankles & have left my arms out for him to tie up, he walks in making a lot of noise & is in my bedroom making that manly sound that I know I have pleased him. He’s naked then kisses all up my body, clipping my hands in when he slides in from behind me, so wet already, this is just insane, but I know he doesn’t have a lot of time. He does exactly what he say, fucks me hard like a good little slut then has to go. Even though I loved it & he messaged me straight afterwards, I felt a little used & disappointed. But his messages seem to pick up on my mood & he spends a lot more time talking to me when he gets home, it’s not really sexy talk, just about shit of the day. Stuff we usually get time to talk about on a Tuesday night afterwards but tonight we missed out on it.

Chatting though Noodle & I start to argue about me flirting online with some douche in the group, probably Holden to be honest “No you single him out & flirted with him. As the loser dude fucking you with a crush on you, I notice these things” OMG he has a crush on me? Hahaha… that’s so cute but fuck I am not flirting to make him jealous! “Hahaha, you are a major loser, but that makes me smile!” I can’t help but laugh at that. We’re in this so deep & he is jealous of me flirting – like honestly! “You can’t talk you got so jealous of my flirting with Destiny” Yeah he’s right, I did get jealous of him flirting with her, she was a southerner too & everyone was really into her, I thought he had gone there already by the way they talked. I have already admitted I was jealous of her & hated her just because she was chatting to him, she was probably a lovely person, but I will never know. “I never said I didn’t. I admitted that. So fuck you” Hahaha. “Eh & I like it some sort of fucked up way” Yeah I bet he did, made him feel good that I actually care about him. “Yeah I’m a jealous creature. Especially when you don’t have unlimited spare time.. & I’m not ready to end this, I don’t want you to either.” I think that surprises him “So you don’t want to make me jealous either?” Of course I don’t. “I don’t want to make you jealous… I kinda like it when you do get jealous but I don’t do things to make you jealous.” He agrees & says he doesn’t do things deliberately to make me jealous either, but like when I do get jealous…. I wonder “It really surprises me how we got this far sometimes. Hahaha” We’re both so needy! He says it’s the mind blowing sex, which probably helped a lot!

The next morning Noodle says good morning as usual, then sends me a screenshot of some text messages with his partner. I’m not sure why or what the point is, I don’t want to look, but it’s like a train wreck, I can’t look away. I read it, of course, her message is at 8:00 am

“Y did you leave so early”

“Went to the gym, why?”

“R u sure ur not cheating, cos it will kill me if u r. If you don’t love me just tell me”

“OMG I went to the gym loser”

“Don’t call me a loser” then he sends her a screenshot of his gym application where it shows that he was actually at the gym! WOW… Just wow – fuck he’s lucky he was actually at the gym this morning & what the fuck is the issue now? He’s been getting up way earlier to fuck me sometimes, even being at my house at 5:30 am & she’s worried about him leaving to be at the gym at 7:00 am now. Maybe my paranoia about the having a lot of sex was right & he pulled away from me & now they’re not fucking as much, he’s putting in more effort with me that he’s pulling away from her? & we seem to have these weird eye contact moments now while having sex & cum together… I wonder if this will make Noodle back off again, being that he back off because he was busy but every time something happens with her, it doesn’t seem to make him back off, yet he says he does…

Clearly not because the next morning Noodle & I both have the day off & we’ve planned to spend most of the day together. I have something planned, when I bought my new first set of sexy lingerie, I bought a couple of things, so today, I am wearing the other set I bought & a slut choker that I bought for him. I send him a picture of the bra only it before he gets here & he tells me that he’s hard already. It makes me smile that a simple message from him telling me he’s hard for me when he is on his way, we’re really simple creatures.

He rocks up & I’m at the door waiting for him again, in lingerie & a face full of makeup, hair done nicely & with the choker on… As he walks towards me, he can see it but doesn’t realise what it is, until he touches it & I quiver, he smiles saying the word slut as he reads it on my choker. Asking me if I am his slut. I say yes. (This is seriously sounding like some lame mils & boons book!) & he’s naked rapidly taking me into the bedroom to fuck me for hours while he videos everything, mainly his cock going in & out of me, which I must say, I oddly like… I mean I don’t get to watch the angle he does obviously, so it’s good to see it. Lots of guys look at their cock while fucking you & now I get to see this angle too… I love it. He makes me cum multiple times before I ask him to fuck my tits. I know this turns him on & he always asks me what I get out of it. Well first of all, I have cum several times & as most women, I get very sensitive. I know he wants to keep fucking me but I sometimes get to a point I don’t think I can take anymore. So I’ll ask him to fuck something else, my mouth, ass or tits. I also like his cum on me, I sometimes don’t shower & sleep covered in it because he loves when I tell him I’m still covered in our cum. But also I love how turned on he gets when I ask him to fuck something else & he especially loves fucking my tits… I get turned on by how turned on he is. I mean I get really wet sucking his cock, which has never happened to me before & I don’t think it’s happened for him before either, because he always comments on how wet I get. Well maybe it’s because I’m so turned on. I remember a time when Noodle told me a women could get too wet & then there’s no friction for him. Well apparently I have proven that theory wrong, because now he tells me that there is no such thing as too wet, but he also tells me it’s probably because I’m so tight (yeah sorry, TMI to all my friends reading! Hahaha…) I’ve been told that by a few guys, so assuming it’s the no kids thing perhaps, I have no idea!

After he fucks my tits, I tie Noodle to the bed on my x restraints & tease him for a change. I like being a little dominant myself sometimes, I like to get a vibe out while he can’t touch me & make myself cum over & over while straddling him but not letting his cock inside me. It’s fucking tough, I mean I want his cock in me as much as he’s begging for it, but I don’t. I say “How you going there Champ” & giggle, kissing him a little, but he tries to pull away & says “Fuck you” I tell him that this is how he makes me feel when he ties me up & teases me. He looks me straight in the eye & says in the deep dominant voice that I usually obey “Just Fuck Me #IBD4U” I giggle & make myself cum again with a vibe on his lap before slowly sliding myself down his really hard cock. He moans says “Thank fuck for that” but I untie him so he can fuck me hard & deep, watching ourselves in the mirror. Fuck that’s really hot!


Noodle #28

Noodle & I start thinking about this intruder fantasy. I had given this some thought with Max, but that fell through – as everything did with him… Everything Noodle & I say about this scenario turns me on, the fact he wants me to call him prick & struggle under his touch. The fact I want him to call me names too, him telling me that he’ll fuck me like a dirty little slut. I say “I want this. How fucked up is that?” He says it’s not fucked up, it’s hot & it turns him on a lot. I tell him that unless I say the safeword Red, I am fair game. So even if I keep saying no or get off me etc, in any sexual scenario with Noodle, I don’t actually mean for him to stop. He tells me that more I struggle, the more turned on he gets & he thinks that’s fucked up… Maybe we’re both as fucked up as each other? We’ve done kinky stuff before but not like this. I ask what he’d do if I hit him & he said it’d turn him on more & he’d spank me back… (Remember this is a intruder fantasy, not that he is beating me or this is a domestic violent situation.)

We elaborate on this fantasy & turn each other on so much, even though we fucked this morning, that we’re virtually playing again with each other, cumming with sexting. I remind him that I didn’t shower after we fucked & I wore his cum all day, I even went out covered in him. He tells me it was hot that I actually asked for it & made him cum a lot quicker, he couldn’t hold it in after I asked, looking him in the eye. He says “Fuck me #IBD4U, you are fucking sexy fucking thing. & so fucking hot sometimes!” I think this is the time to reveal another fantasy I have… “Would you consider something else I’m a bit scared/embarrassed to ask… (Scared cos I’ve never done it before either)” He tells me that he’s open to anything… “Will you maybe slip my panties off after you’ve pulled them against my clit so they’re a little wet” I haven’t told you this, but he does that a lot, pulling them up against my clit as his kisses me, rather than using his fingers sometimes, it’s hot as fuck – teasing me with my own lacy panties. “& then poke them in my mouth (not too far) If I make too much noise” He says “That’s hot… I fucking love it I ask if it’s weird but he says “How is that much different to fingering you then forcing my fingers in your mouth” Well I guess it’s not, but this is actual gagging. I haven’t been gagged before, I am conscious of my jaw issues. I ask him if he’s ever done this before & he says “No, but I’ve done a lot of things to you I’ve never done before. Like the first time I was fucking you & started biting your nipples hard & your cunt got super wet. I was like fuck… She likes that!” Yeah, I agree… It is hot as fuck!

During the day on Sunday when he has time for me, I ask Noodle if he still has pictures of me & some video because I’m concerned that his partner will find them & he tells me that “They’re in a secret app, behind a hidden code & she’ll never find them” because I’m fucked if she does find them, my face, my tattoos are on there, I wouldn’t be hard to identify & so I tell him not to underestimate a woman who thinks her partner is cheating on her. He tells me that he doesn’t & that’s why he backs off sometimes. Ahhhh this, is what has been going on!!! “Ah so you’re not really busy…!!” He’s just feeling guilty, “Nope, I have been busy, but don’t wanna get caught. If I felt guilty I wouldn’t still be fucking you, would I?” Oh fuck, is this guy really that insensitive to not feel guilty at all? “If you’re backing off, then just fucking tell me, so I’m not waiting around like a fuckwit thinking about it all night, not getting any fucking sleep. Betcha you don’t miss a minute of anything thinking about me… You know with your busy life & all.” Do I just say this shit so he’ll respond the way I want? But he does, without prompting, “I do miss chatting to you & fucking you as much as I did” I can’t help but be a little crazy & I apologise for that, trying to be the cool relaxed chick that is ok with being a Mistress mid affair…. I don’t want to be the possessive weirdo that he decides is too hard work!

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Lying in bed that night, I feel better about us – finally! He is at the gym at 10:30 pm on Sunday night. My family comes over my house for dinner but once they leave, I get into bed ready to chat the night away with Noodle, usually involving a vibrator & some sexy texts & pictures. Tonight, I have a vibe in, while we’re teasing each other & he says that he’s semi hard at the gym, that I should come visit him & fuck in the car… I am out of bed in clothes, quicker than I care to admit at this suggestion. He tells me to leave the vibe in & meet him in the carpark, which I do!

He’s all sweaty from working out (the dude could’ve showered in the 20 minute drive I just had to take) but I kind of like that he’s all manly & sweaty, I suck his cock first thing & yeah his balls are sweaty, so much so that the lint from his boxers keep getting in my mouth, but I try not to kill the mood by picking lint out of my mouth. I still have the vibe in but once Noodle has had enough of me sucking his cock, knowing I will make him cum if he lets me, that he pulls the vibe out of me dripping wet & puts it in my mouth. We make eye contact even though its dark, I can tell he wants that connection, I want to too & I make a hmmm sound as he groans, while I lick the vibe, he controls himself not to cum & saying “Fuck” out loud. He fucks me hard, making me cum, then I suck his cock till he cums, letting him cum on my tits but also in my mouth, I clean up his cock once we’re done… Fuck are we becoming predictable? I guess not, we just fucked in a gym carpark! Hahaha.

I’ve barely even driven out of the carpark when we’re done before Noodle is messaging me “Sucking my sweaty cock in the gym carpark like a dirty sexy fucking whore. HOT” I smile, knowing that he’s not as stubborn as I am! I barely ever message him first after sex anymore! Hahaha… SUCKER! Noodle tells me that he’s unlocked my sexiness & he’s glad that he has. “You give me such amazing sex tho. Best thing I’ve ever done sexually in my life was to fuck you haha”

The next Tuesday night, Noodle comes over but only for 45 minutes before he’s dashing off to go fix his location back at his store before he goes home. I wonder if this is part of the reason why he was pulling away from me too? He was realising that it’s too much effort? Having to drive back & forth? Or is getting more sex from her? He says it’s not guilt, but I wonder if he is he feeling guilty & denying it? I am never going to admit this to him, but I am liking him a lot more than I should, could he be feeling the same way & concerned about how close we are? I am putting a lot out of my mind about my feelings for Noodle, I wonder if he’s doing the same? Fuck those feelings!

The following Saturday afternoon I do my grocery shopping, while chatting to Noodle while he’s at work & I am mega pissed off that they don’t have my protein milk or cauliflower pizza base at the store I shop at, meaning I will have to go somewhere else. But when Noodle invites me to visit him at lunch, I don’t even worry about whatever the store I’m at does or doesn’t have, I get my groceries & dash home. I drive as quick as I can to pick him up, he leaves his phone in the store when he comes out to meet me. I see him walking towards my car & wonder what the fuck he has in his hands, he gets in the car & kind of throws a litre of protein milk & a pizza base at me (probably because he wanted to get it for me, but feels a bit weird about it – I would do that too, buy the present then feel like an idiot giving it to him.) I feel weird about accepting it but I cannot believe how much I love that he did that for me. That was so sweet, this guy is sweet… He pretends he’s not, but he really is! I can’t believe he went to the effort of getting me the right milk & base that I use. I mean we talk about food a lot so he knows what I buy & it’s stuff he buys too, so it’s not weird, but fuck that was cute as fuck to buy me groceries… OMG, I am swooning! Jesus, get a grip, it’s just a few groceries!

We drive around finding a new spot at a school, apparently he’s ok with a school during the day as there is no security, there isn’t sports on today so we’re able to have the whole carpark to ourselves. Noodle & I get into the backseat & we’re fucking quicker than I care to admit, I mean I know I say that all the time, but it’s almost like I can’t get his dick inside me quick enough. I suck his dick too, I mean I can’t resit sucking it, he doesn’t even have to ask or force my head down there (unless he’s being Mr Dom) I just willingly suck it & really love it. Noodle gets me so wet that when he turns he lays be down on the backseat he fucks me easily, when he pulls out & slides into my ass, I make sure he knows it’s my ass, not only so he can go slow, but so he can enjoy it. When I tell him, he makes this noise, I wish I could explain it but it’s like a groan but a moan of pleasure, like he’s trying not to cum because he’s just heard the sexiest thing ever. I like anal this way, when we’re face to face, being able to kiss & him touch my tits at the same time… This is broad daylight, on a Saturday afternoon in the car & we’re having anal sex like there is no tomorrow. When we both cum, Noodle sits in the backseat panting, I can barely move having cum a couple of times in less than an hour. I realise I have nothing to wipe us both down (Note to self, must get baby wipes for the car!) I find a serviette & clean up his cock, which I know he likes me doing for him, usually with my mouth, but I am not putting it back in my mouth after where it’s been. I do have some hard limits! (I know that might be hard for you readers to believe, but I definitely have some limits! Scat – shit- is one of them!)

Noodle & I have talked limits & pretty much we have the same limits, he says that he doesn’t like blood at all, obviously as a women, period sex doesn’t bother me, but he tells me that he gets really annoyed when his partner tells him her period is over but then when he fucks her he gets blood on his cock. But it’s more a fear he has I think, he hates injections & is a real wuss when it comes to getting them, once when he had to get one, his partner didn’t go with him but gave him so much shit about it, I offered to be there for him because, fuck it’s a fear not something to joke about… But we agree that shit is a limit for both of us too, I can deal with a little during anal, because lets face it’s part of it, but I’ve heard of kinks where people do like to be shit on etc… Definitely not for us!


Mixed Bag #3 – Satin Sheets, Spinning Around & Brothers

Here is the third mixed bag. Hope you like these short stories!

After a discussion with my hairdresser who said to me the standard line I get from lots of people all the time on relationships “You’re too fussy”, I told her a few stories that I’ve posted on my blog, so then I asked her which one I should choose… She backtracked saying “Ok, maybe you’re not fussy.” Hahaha…

Here are some fine examples…

Satin Sheets

Young & hot at a nightclub dancing, singing, from having a great time with my friends, when my friend says she going home with some dude, I obviously have to go with her so but we went back to my friend’s guys house & there was a guy who lived with him, who came back with us too. When my friend goes off with her man in his bedroom, I’m stuck with the other man. I’m not really sure what to do. Not really sure what’s going to happen or if I should do anything or if I will, I am so drunk that if he makes a move, I probably would end up fucking him! Way to go…

He’s not really my type. He’s a bit older. I don’t really remember this night very well to be really honest with you. I think I remember that he had very thin blonde hair, because I remember trying to grab it but it feeling a bit greasy too. It’s probably the first night that I ever was given head, or maybe it’s just my first memory of it?

One thing I do remember very well is his black satin sheets. I’ll never forget that! Now I hadn’t fucked a lot of guys at this point in my life, maybe 2 or 3 & he was the first one to have fancy sheets, that I wondered if this was the norm. While it was a little bit sexy. It was also a little bit creepy. I mean who has black satin sheets, it was probably about 1999 – would this have even been a thing? Who has black sheets anyway? Yeah, this guy!

He goes down on me & I can remember it being a little bit awkward, with me not really knowing how its supposed to feel or what’s supposed to happen. I obviously don’t remember a lot, I know we had sex & I go home with my friend shortly after we’re done… What a fucking weird night!

Spinning Around

Many moons ago, I used to go out every weekend. I was probably about 18 years old, we’d go to one club on a Thursday night. I finish work at 9:00 pm. Go straight home, get ready & be down there, drunk by 10:00 pm. On Friday nights went to the other club next door & then on Saturday nights the club next door to that. It was like a little club precinct.

So this time in my life, I am pretty much just constantly drunk, I could be drunk at like 9:00 pm sometimes, but I never even making it into the night club, because I got so drunk before! Classy

I even got to the club once but with too many pre drinks, I wasn’t allowed in & was unable to walk! I was one of those messy drunks, constantly vomiting or acting like a complete annoying idiot. But I never cause a fuss too much, expect for those trying to take me home, I’d call them names or something, but I never fought them. Most of the time I realised I was too drunk to function.

I then met this guy one Saturday night & we’re dancing on the dance floor. Because I am drunk, I am all sexy (or trying to be) so bumping & grinding, with this dude. We’re dancing & singing the song by Kylie Minogue ‘Spinning Around’ – here’s the link to it

& so I’m drunk & I’m start spinning around as she sings ‘I’m spinning around, move out of my way,’ so I’m dancing like no one’s watching. I’m just like totally into this guy, just dancing singing being a complete idiot when there’s a part in the the song that goes ‘do you like what you see’ & he says ‘Hell yeah.’ with a huge grin on his face.

I’m totally in with this guy, so I’m dancing even more bumping & grinding hard. We’re dancing close, when I feel him unzip my dress. WTF. I’m wearing this cute little black dress. I still have it in fact & it never goes out to fashion as a little black dress. It has spaghetti straps, straight across the bust, long zip at the back. Just a really cute dress from the Miss Shop when it was around at Myer.

Anyway this dude has unzipped it on the dance floor! Why would you unzip my dress? He kind of just says that he doesn’t really know why & didn’t really have an answer. I literally walk away from him immediately thinking what the actual fuck just happened. But yes, it happened to me. Why would somebody unzip my dress on the goddamn dance floor? What is wrong with people?

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When I was about 15, I got my first job & met some new people. I became friends with a chick who’s brother I had a massive crush on. I have no idea why, I don’t know blonde hair, blue eyes – was 100% my thing. He worked with me & was always funny, always really sweet to me, maybe because I was his kid sisters friend.

I used to go out every Saturday night to a local club with all my friends, this friend didn’t come out as often & it was really rare that her brother came to this club. But one night, he was there – drunker than I’d ever seen him, in fact I don’t remember ever seeing him drunk at all!

He & I were really drunk & somehow ended up on the dancefloor together. We’re dancing bumping & grinding as I did in those days, when we kiss, not sure who made the first move, but we were so close together it was inevitable. I feel like all my dreams have come true that this guy is kissing me, this guy is dancing with me & I think my fairytale will begin! Yet somehow we end up going home separately.

Little bit awkward, you know it’s kind of the unspoken kiss with your friends brother that you work with, who you can’t actually be with because of some reason. I don’t know what & I’m obviously just assuming here because I never asked, but he just wasn’t into me.

So then, years later at my friend’s house for her birthday party. He’s there, her brother I kissed. He’s being DJ for the night. I ask him constantly to put on Intergalactic by The Beastie Boys (here’s the link to that song!

He kept saying to me that he’s already put it on twice. Nobody wants to hear it as much as I do, obviously so I try to find something else to talk to him about.

I don’t know whether I wanted the song because I thought it would make me look cool or what, but it wasn’t a song I had bought on CD or as a CD single, I just had heard it, knew a few words & wanted it on. I was that annoying drunk pestering people. Jeez I really am glad I don’t drink like that anymore. The party kind of clears out & my friends other brother walks in who’s older than the first brother. We were talking & chatting, I’m friends with them too, I guess in a way, especially the one I kissed because we work together. But somehow this other brother & I end up on the couch kissing. I’m sitting on his lap, straddling him, kissing him! Nobody else is in the room. I don’t really understand how this is happening, but how drunk am I that I kissed her other brother anyway?

I don’t see either of her brothers much after that to be honest, it’s even more awkward when I do see the one I liked, but I just play it cool, what else can I do? At this point, I’m still really good friends with the girl, but yeah, I’m trying to avoid both her brother’s now. I mean, I even used to pick up this chick every week from her house for work & drop her home, because her brother would come out & chat to me sometimes if he was coming or going. I always thought it was because he liked me, like he knew what time I picked her up & dropped her off & he was often outside loitering, then would come up to my car window to chat to me. But clearly after the kiss. It’s not true.

Anyway all of them are married now, all with kids, The one I liked lives overseas, the other brother I think lives interstate & they’ve all got kids, yet here I sit, still here writing this blog…

What do you think of these guys?


Noodle #27

It’s been a few hours when I finally look at Noodle’s reply “Sorry but I have to actually do work at work. I do try & fit you in as much as I can. I’ve got a lot going on at the moment. I have missed fucking you this week tho” Fucking hell, I hate when guys trivialise your feelings by saying how much they’ve got going on. At least he says that he’s missed fucking me! But let’s look at this – I am currently working full time in a job that requires a lot of extra hours, I gym 3 to 4 times a week, drive an hour to & from work every day, travel for work with overnight stays & to top it off, I am now doing fucking jury duty! “I’m sure you could’ve if you really wanted too… Oh but you don’t fuck me in the mornings anymore. Forgot about that!” Noodle plays the game & takes hours to write back to me. God he’s a fuckwit. “I do but been starting early for work, should be able to pull back on that now tho. & I can fake my location in the mornings now. Just gotta get up super early cos work so far away.” So something new Noodle has worked out a way to fake his location again. He’s using an old iPhone, that he used to use & hasn’t had the recent update which stopped him from being able to fake his location on his phone, so he uses the old one to fake his location. He then turns off his location on his phone, switches over to the old phone & fakes to location… Oh my fucking god, this is as lot of effort! This guy is going to realise, I’m not worth it soon… (Fuck I need to work on my self-esteem!) This guy should be going to this effort because I am worth it…. FUCK… hahaha…

Another interesting thing that’s recently happens is that Noodle has told his PT about me… It’s the first & only person Noodle has told his secret too, he seems comfortable with him, which is good & I wonder if they’re becoming friends so he can use him as an alibi in the future? However when he’s late home, because he’s talking to the PT (probably about me) she apparently calls & texts him to find out where he is. I couldn’t imagine living like that, constantly needing to know where my partner is. & it makes me wonder, is this normal? Anyway, I am secretly smug that Noodle has finally let it slip to someone he knows that he’s having an affair. He needs someone to talk to about this, I want him to talk to someone about this, because someone needs to knock some sense into us, either be together or end it…

The next Tuesday night that I see Noodle, I don’t have to pick him up because of the old iPhone faking his location. But he still only stays at my house an hour, telling me that he drives all the way back to his store to change his location back then drives home… What a waste of fucking time, time that he could be fucking me (if you got the double meaning there! Hahaha.) He showers at my house as its become his usual thing, he leave my house kissing me goodbye & then messages me later with all capitals FUCK.” I’m like what happened? He tells me that his partner asked why his hair was wet… Well why did he wet his hair in my shower to start with & why isn’t it dry with the drive? I ask what he told her & he just told her that he was sweaty. She didn’t suspect anything, it is the end of November so it is hot, so the sweat is a viable lie. She buys it & he’s in the clear. OMG, this is getting more & more risky every day! It almost makes me wonder sometimes when she finds out, how will that go down? Will she find us together or will she find my pictures om his phone? Will she leave him? What will happen?

Noodle is always up before me, especially now, he doesn’t message me first almost every like he used too. I know we have the agreement to take turns & we did but then we evolved to just whoever was up first would message. But Noodle has gone back to taking it in turns, I wonder if this is a thing Noodle is doing to test me, to see if I am interested in him (because remember that’s why he doesn’t message people first) or is he genuinely busy at work & with family or is he doing the guy thing – acting distant before they ghost you.

So I say good morning & “I miss your cock fucking me awake in the mornings” He takes 20 minutes to reply, I know he’s already at work. “It does like fucking you in the mornings” I am a bit sassy this morning “Oh does it? Could’ve fooled me… Hasn’t happened for like 8 weeks!” I await his reply, knowing it’ll be something about being so busy & I will get so angry! I know… “A lot of stuff going on at work lately! Doesn’t mean I don’t miss your tight wet cunt in the mornings!” that’s all we speak, then I don’t get a message from him till the Saturday afternoon at 3:30 pm that says “Morning, Busy ass morning. Bros bucks day today… was at the gun range at 10am haha” I refuse to write back. I mean he’s a fucking wanker. He could’ve messaged me a million times before 10:00 am, in the shower, on the toilet, while making breakfast, before he got to the gun range. He used to make so much time to message me, even sometimes when he was sitting next to her on the couch, he’d risk messaging me. At 10:20 pm, I write to him “Morning” & I don’t get a reply, I put my phone down & refuse to look at it. The next day, I’m outside painting my roller door, it’s a pain in the ass to paint metal with a paint brush & at 9:00 am, he replies asking why I said morning at 10:00 pm at night. I just say “I had a super busy day. No time to message” he tries to make a joke that I always say “Oh that old chestnut.” I am fuming so I say “I’m painting so I’ll talk to you when I’m not busy. See I can do 2 things ar once. But since you are so busy, I will let you get back to your busy schedule” I put my phone in my pocket & paint. What fucks me off, is that I am not like this at all, I can message him while I’m painting, I know she’s asleep & he has time, but fuck him. I am not going to make an effort anymore. He says “Hmmm, have fun paining, I guess….” I don’t read it for ages.

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At 11:00 pm that night, he hasn’t come back online, again & I snap “What is going on with you Noodle? And if you say the word ‘busy’ I will rip your beard off hair by hair with tweezers. This week you’ve come back online twice… Only twice after your partner has gone to bed. What am I supposed to make of that, you say you don’t want this to end but you’ve changed the game & I am certainly not hanging around for you to formally ghost me, so just tell me now.” I don’t sleep a wink all night waiting for him to come back online & reply, but he doesn’t. at 7:30 am the next day I finally get a reply. “I’m not planning on ghosting you, was just tired as fuck from sat night. I do wanna come back online more. I’ve only gone to the gym twice in the last week (PT only) so that’s how busy I’ve been. You got your tweezers ready?” It’s now or never, I have to get it out, I can’t have this conversation face to face because I never see him, this isn’t ideal “Well you’re making me feel invisible & insignificant. I can’t go on like this Noodle, I’ve had like 3 hrs sleep cos I can’t stop thinking about it. The thing upsetting me the most is that I had things to tell you this weekend, that I was excited about & I realised that you don’t even consider our friendship like I do.” I don’t think he knows what to say to that “Well I could of chatted more on Sunday but you gave me the vibe you didn’t want to chat so I backed off” Fucking hell, men are so stupid. “Because I was busy painting! When you’re busy I don’t even get a message at all!!!! But I’m supposed to drop everything when you’re free?!” Why am I bothering? He doesn’t get it, he never gets it. “No you can be busy, just saying if you wanted to chat on the weekend, we had a chance. Your not gonna believe me probably but I do value our friendship” Nope, I don’t believe that at all. “Yeah right now, I don’t believe that for a second. I used too… & your basically saying it’s my fault we haven’t chatted all weekend, because the 1 time you were free I didn’t chat… Bullshit. You haven’t talked to me all week… & 1 of the 2 nights you did come back online, you took over 10 minutes to reply to each message. I’m not making this up” This isn’t in my fucking head… “Not saying it’s your fault, just saying there was an opportunity. & I’ve had a lot of work to take home this week. I still reply” Yeah I guess he does, but I take work home & still reply, I snap (yet again!) “Do you want me to see other people?” I expect the response to be ‘part of the deal’ or ‘I’ll live’ but he says “If you need too, that’s up to you” That’s not what I asked to which he replies “No I don’t but that shouldn’t matter either way to you or me” Well at least I know that he still wants me “No it doesn’t. I’ll do what I want but I needed something from you… At least to know that’s not your game here… Piss me off so I leave you cos you’re feeling guilty. Or some fucked up Noodle bullshit…” Noodle tried to lighten the mood, which I appreciate because I hate feeling like this “I have more fucked up thoughts about you. They involve cum on your tits… ass… face. No I don’t want to piss you off” I tell him that I came last night & twice this morning with a new fantasy but refused to tell him what it was as I plan to do it when I see him, but I assume not Tuesday night “Ahh yeah about tomorrow I’m working the morning now so yeah won’t be available tomorrow night. My other manger is still on holiday & the guy I put on can’t do it. My week is fucked this week. Wanna sneak you in this morning towards the end of the week tho” OMG… “When were you planning on telling me? Or just wasn’t going to talk to me all day?” He says that he was going to tell me, but I highly doubt he would. I tell him that I’m a very simple creature all he has to do is fuck me regularly & he wouldn’t have any problems with me.

Things are back to our sort of normal, he’s chatting to me more regularly than he was, it’s either that his partner has stopped fucking him or my little meltdown reminded him how fragile this is & how easy it is for me to walk away (I wish that were true, then I wouldn’t be up to Noodle #27!) I am at jury duty & we get told that we have a long break, I tell Noodle this & he tells me to come see him at work for some lunchtime fun… In the middle of a week day, I think fuck yes & drive to his work. I pick him up & drive to the place we fucked before, it’s secluded & easy to find. We fuck quickly, both cumming & feeling satisfied before we both have to go back to work.

The next day, it’s December, Noodle finally says he’s going to come over & fuck me in the morning, I have missed this so much! I leave a key under my mat for him & wait for him to come over. We’ve talked about Noodle having a key for my house, I had given Max a key at one point for an intruder type fantasy, but Max never used the key. The key Max had is always used for my house sitter & I didn’t want Noodle to have the key someone else had, so a week ago – pre empting this exchange, I went to have keys cut – keys cut for him. Stupidly because green is my favourite colour, I get the keys cut in green keys. These will stand out if Noodle takes them, which I didn’t think about till afterwards. But when I tell Noodle to keep them he says he has a million keys & she won’t notice. Well, I hope not!

Noodle fucks me in the morning, sneaking into my bed at 7:00 am. Afterwards I ask him if he kept my key & he says yes, I ask him if he’s going to use it for my intruder fantasy & he says yes. I don’t really think it’ll happen – I’m not sure when he’ll be able to surprise me to be honest, but we go into detail about how this this go down…


Noodle #26

This is the time to end it… Noodle is being a weirdo, he’s obviously getting what he wants from his partner, his new job is now a priority over me… I mean I knew what I signed up for when I started seeing him, I knew how stupid it was to only fuck one guy but I did it anyway. I knew that I would always be behind his family, but I never thought I would be a priority behind sleeping & his work! He always says that he hates sleeping that he doesn’t do it a lot & that’s true, I’m not sleeping much trying to stay awake to talk to him… But now I’m not sleeping because I’m too busy overthinking all the fucking reasons why he’s not talking to me!

Of course, I don’t fucking end it, for all those hoping that I did, I should because this is a perfect time, but fuck knows why I am so drawn to this man that I don’t. I do however, change my profile picture, I have just had my nieces christening – where I am god mother (Surely the church will burst into flames when I walk in?) & I bought a dress for it, a dress that I almost didn’t buy but, it’s a cute dress & fits me well, it’s short sleeves, short (too short for church!) & hugs my hour glass shape. I wear high blue heels & some navy jewellery. I take a picture before I go out, but Noodle isn’t chatting to me, so he doesn’t see the picture & I make it my profile picture. Everyone comments! All the guys drool over it, I don’t even know why, I honestly almost didn’t buy this dress but I guess I do look good in it! When Noodle does finally talk to me he says “You look cute as fuck in that white dress” Later he tells me that he wants to fuck me in this dress… I don’t tell him that I have been getting private messages saying the same… People are saying in the group, so he knows, but I never tell him I also got private messages. I just can’t deal with the jealously right now.

Noodle talks to me more through the week, things are better, I feel better about us… I am not going to end it, as much as I should… I mean I don’t want to end it, I really don’t. This is the best sex of my life, I have never felt like this before, I can’t get enough of him, which I guess is part of the reason I’m so sad that he’s changed the dynamic, is he had enough of me & I’ll be discarded?

Noodle tells me that his partner isn’t going to be home Friday night & that he wants to fuck me at his house. WTF?! This isn’t a good idea… He explains to me that she’s in a wedding the next day & so she’s staying with the bride & he’ll be home alone except for his son. He wants me to come over once he’s asleep… The idea of this excites me but also scares me. What happens if she comes home or the kid wakes up? I really want to see how & where Noodle lives… But I mean this is overstepping the boundary. I only tell my sister about this & she tells me not to go, but I am in the car typing his address into my GPS when I get her warning. The whole way to his house, I get messages saying not to park in his driveway (as if I was going too) & not to park to close to his house… Fucking hell, why does he even want me to come over if there are so many parking rules.

I pull up a little down the street & tell him that I am there, I notice his overgrown garden, bushes & trees that are covering his house completely. I walk down the gravel driveway trying not to make noise, but of course that’s impossible in my Havaianas on gravel. I see both their cars in the driveway, his is at the back, so at least I know she doesn’t have a car to pop back home to see if he’s cheating. Again, I’m surprised about her. Surprised by the type of car she drives. To be honest, everything about this woman surprises me, she’s not at all like I imagine, I’m not sure why that is… Maybe the way Noodle describes her, or the way I imagine her to be. I am so intrigued about their house.

I walk in & he’s kissing me straight away so I don’t get much time to look around. We fuck on the armchair closest to the door before we move to relax on the couch. Noodle turns on some YouTube thing that he’s been watching, which is a Chester Bennington fundraiser concert, (Chester is from Linkin Park who killed himself a few months ago) We watch it together naked before I see a light switch on outside & I just up behind the curtain, he asks me what I’m doing & I have no fucking idea! He’s laughing & I say what the fuck turned on the outside light & he said probably one of their cats. I freak out so much, that I make him check the apple stalker app to see where she is. She’s safely at her friends, well her phone is at least!

My heart stops racing before I am rubbing Noodles leg & then sitting between his legs, sucking his cock. Before he cums, he picks me up & turns me around his couch so I am facing their kitchen, their house is quite messy, untidy, full of shit really, just as I suspected there is stuff everywhere, nothing like my house but there are 3 living here & it’s quite small. But I don’t have much time to look around before he is slipping into me from behind, as he pulls out, I’m not sure if he means too but he’s fucking my ass, quite hard. I move my hand to rub my clit (which helps loosen you up a little if it’s hurting a bit) & I tell him that he’s fucking my ass, he makes this grunting noise & cums pretty hard. I Can’t believe he just fucked my ass on his couch!

I stay for a while, I know he wants me to stay, we’re talked about it but it’s not a good idea. I sit there naked for a while before I start getting tired & I slowly get dressed, he keeps interrupting me to kiss me or touch me. I think if he leads me to their bedroom, I will fucking cave & stay the night. He doesn’t & I don’t… I get in the car, feeling this weird feeling of happiness that I got a few hours of just Noodle hanging out & being Noodle in his environment for a change & this feeling of sadness about the fact I’m driving away.

On the way home, I see a message from Noodle saying that he wishes I stayed over. We chat for a bit when I get home & I say that I wish I stayed over too, but we both know that’s not a good idea, with his son etc. As much as we want it, we really crossed a line tonight… I reckon this is one of the worst things I have ever done… It’s the worst thing I have done to another woman, that’s for sure! Fuck, though, I really want to find a time when I can sleep with this guy all night, actually sleep lying in his arms!

The next day, Noodle is getting ready for the wedding, he’s also getting his son ready & he sends me pics of the 2 of them pulling faces & smiling in their suits. Fuck Noodle looks hot, I’m reminded of him in this suit fucking me at my house only a few weeks ago… & somehow seeing him with his son, like that actually makes me like him more.

The next day he sends me pictures of him at the wedding & he’s in his suit but wearing white air Jordan sneakers. I look at the picture for a minute before I realise I’ve also never seen him in sunglasses, he looks literally like a model, he’s fucking sexy as fuck! Jesus Christ, I think that look is hot & I tell him so but he tells me that his partner had a massive go at him for wearing sneakers to a wedding. I actually think he looks really good & she should be happy that she’s with the hottest guy at the wedding!

Noodle is now at his new store Tuesday, it’s our regular day to fuck tonight, it might be hard for him to work it out being that this is a brand new store – well he’s been there a few weeks now, but I’m sure he’ll be keen to fuck me, so I don’t worry too much. I get the regular good morning message, I reply with morning & then all day, yes all day he doesn’t reply at all! He doesn’t even read my message. ALL DAY! All fucking day I wait, I refuse to message him, I don’t chat in the groups because I don’t want him to see that I’ve been online. FUCK. I know what is happening here. He can’t come over tonight, so instead of having a conversation with me, he just ignores me. This is the first time that Noodle has ignored me. Why is he ignoring me? Max has ignored me before, even Rob Rob has ignored me after chickening out on meeting me. But Noodle has always had a conversation with me, always been honest.

This is fucked… at 6:20pm that night I send a picture in sexy lingerie & say “I wore this to work today. Was going to skip gym & be on my keens when you got to my house waiting to suck your cock… Pity I’m not worth a measly conversation anymore…” He reads it almost instantly & replies “OMG you are worth a convo. Fuck me you look hot. I have had a legit busy day”

OMG, if I hear busy one more time from anyone, I will strangle a man! “You’ve been pulling away for weeks & now that your clearly not going to see me tonight just sends the message that you want me to end this…” AM I INSANE?! OMG, what am I even doing? I mean he has been weird for weeks, but I mean he doesn’t want to fuck me once & I start writing him off?! JESUS, no wonder I’m single! I have to wait hours for him to even read that message. Fucking prick. I send him a final message at 11:30 pm before I go to sleep “Message received Noodle, loud & clear.”Noodle lying differentThe next morning I have calmed down a bit & he hasn’t looked at my message, so I message him & say good morning with a question mark. 3 hours later he finally replies… what the fuck is going on with this guy. He’s now acting like every other guy on the planet. “Morning, no don’t want to end anything! Had to go to bed early last night. Got up at 4am, had to start early cos I got a docs appointment at 2pm today.” Well, why not tell me that yesterday? He always finds time to message me, what’s the big deal here? “Yeah I had to be up early too Noodle, but I haven’t slept a wink cos you are being weird lately & I can’t stop thinking about it” he asks how he’s being weird. “I know your response to everything I’ll say… but I can’t help the way I feel” he tells me that the lead up to Christmas is busy for him, like I didn’t already know that having worked in retail, “I know you’re busy, That’s what you say all the time… But lately you read my messages then never reply & don’t come back online at night… I’m fucking busy too, not that  you’d even know, but I always make time. You used to too…” he tells me that he does make time for me & comes back on most nights. “Not as much as you used too… it’s not in my head, don’t make me feel like it is” He’s that he wasn’t implying it’s all in my head & that he messages me as much as he can. “You had no intentions of seeing me Tuesday night I thought about it all day , I had back to back meetings & was finalise a big project & you wrote one message to me… But you’re being totally honest?!” he’s not being honest with me, as much as he says that he is “I thought about it all day just wasn’t sure how I was going to tell you cos I know it would piss you off” Oh right, so instead of telling me you can’t see me, you ignore me all day? Fuck men are so stupid! I tell him “You’re not the only ones who’s busy Noodle… I won’t bother trying to fit you into my day anymore.” He starts writing back straight away but I refuse to read it. I put my phone down & ignore the stupid app…


Noodle #25

Well I feel fucking shit! Even though I know I shouldn’t. (If you didn’t already Orbit yet, then I suggest you go back & read it before you read this… It’ll make more sense – there is lots of Noodle references.) I make the decision not to tell anyone about Orbit – I never told Noodle I was chatting to him, so what’s the point in telling him that I had terrible sex with him. I don’t want to tell anyone at all, I don’t tell any of my friends even, because then it makes it real. That post was the only time I’ve ever talked about Orbit.

But I refuse to tell Noodle what I have done! I’m single, I shouldn’t feel bad about this, but I do! Why? Is it because the sex wasn’t that great? Is it because I have feelings for Noodle? Why do I feel so shit about this? I guess, if I tell anyone about this, then I also have to explain to them, that I am not as loyal as I thought I was… I used to value my loyalty, this is a core value of mine, that at the first sign of trouble, I throw it out the window… I hate that more than fucking another man.

The next morning, I wake up to a message from Noodle saying the usual good morning & sorry that he fell asleep last night. We talk as usual, I am feeling so ridiculous. Noodle just says that he fell asleep last night & of course my mind wanders… His partner is pregnant, probably about 3 or 4 months now & I hear this is the time that women get really horny. I am certain that when he “falls” asleep, that he’s gone to bed with her to fuck her & then just fallen asleep…

The thing that annoys me most about him “falling asleep” than him not saying goodnight to me, is that he’s not ever in bed when he’s chatting to me. He has to get up off the couch & walk to the bedroom. If I ever fall asleep on him & not say goodnight, my phone is literally in my hand when I wake up, having genuinely fallen asleep while typing. Not actively getting up & going to bed without saying goodnight. This is why I think that he’s fucking his partner on these nights & to spare my feelings, he just says he’s fallen asleep. I get that he’s living a double life here, but I hate that it’s always at my expense but I guess to use Noodle’s words, it’s all part of the deal!

I do believe Noodle when he tells me that he has been working hard lately, I know what his job entails having worked retail myself for many many years when I was in my teens & 20’s. He’s also in a new store that needs fixing, so I also get that. I actually admire Noodle’s work ethic a lot, I’ve told him this before & he’s told me that his partner hates that about him. Really? I mean would she rather a dude sit at home on government benefits?

It’s been a few day since I fucked Orbit & a week since I saw last saw Noodle. It’s Tuesday night, our usual night, I am waiting for Noodle to bail but he starts arranging what we’ll do tonight an hour before he finishes work, that I feel much better… He asks me to pick him up from his work so he can leave his phone in the car in the work car park. So I skip the gym & head to Noodle’s work to pick him up at 7:00 pm. He moves his car to the front of the store & leaves him phone behind, getting in my car to go back to my house. We walk into my house, it’s Halloween & I am a little worried that we’ll have some trick or treaters & interrupt us, so I don’t turn on any lights in the front of the house. We make it to the kitchen before Noodle is behind me, grabbing my tits & lifting my dress up. He bends me over the kitchen bench & fingers me from behind, before picking me up & putting me on the bench. He goes down on me, making me cum again as I’m hanging off the bench. Once I’m done, he’s not done with me, he slides me further off the bench so he can fuck me. Well this is a first fucking on the kitchen bench, we’re ticking off the christening of all the rooms in my house! This is what sex should be like – passionate, hot & sexy…

Of course I cum again while Noodle is fucking me, but he doesn’t cum, he helps me off the bench & pushes me down on my knees to suck his cock, I am totally into this, I forget how weird he’s been with me & just enjoy his dominant side. Noodle wants to cum on my face, I’ve always been ok with cum everywhere else but I’m not sure about it on my face, but I kneel there in front of him while he rubs his cock so he cums on me. It gets in my hair & in my eye a little, but I don’t even have time to worry about it, because Noodle is pulling me up & bending me over the bench. He slides in from behind me & grabs my boobs using them to help him pound me hard. I have cum in my eye so I use my phone to look at myself in the selfie camera. I take a couple of snaps of us & while they’re a bit blurry & dark, it is pretty much the only photo I have of us together, of our faces at least. I have a million photos of our genitals together, of him, of me, but there is a shit bath photo of us from when we first started seeing each other, but this is the first one where you can tell it’s us & he actually looked at the camera with me. I treasure that photo, even if we look kind of weird, because he’s fucking me, there’s cum on my face, but he obviously wanted to have a photo with me, because he poses a little.

Noodle doesn’t cum again, but I do! Afterwards I do wipe my face, we both get dressed & he says we better go back to his work. On the way back to his work, I tell him that I have cum in my eyelashes & he says “Lucky they’re not fake” & laughs. I laugh too thinking, is he serious? Does he not realise that I get eyelash extensions? I wish these were real! I tell him that they are fake & he says he has no idea about that kind of stuff.

I pull up at his car, he jumps out but leaves my car the door open & gets his phone, he says there’s no messages, puts his phone back in his car & gets back in my car – that was kind of unexpected. I mean don’t get me wrong, I was a bit sad that we only had a short time together but I thought he would have to go, however he says to go for a drive somewhere because he doesn’t “finish” work until 9:00 pm, so he has another hour to spend with me. We drive around a suburb I used to work in, so I know the backstreets, I find a place to park. I doubt he’ll cum again but I definitely can & do! I ride him in the car, in the front seat, steaming up the car, so we could have a titanic style hand mark on the window… Hahaha.

I hate dropping him back at the car & having to leave him, but I don’t know why I am excited for him to follow me home… My exit on the expressway is before his, so he’ll drive past me, will he flash his lights or beep or wave at me? I’m very intrigued to know. However, only a few minutes down the road he pulls into the petrol station & I keep driving on. I don’t know why that makes me a little sad… Hahaha!

After I get home from dropping Noodle back at his car, I notice my dishwasher, which is black, has a white long drip of something all the way down it. I have a flash back to Noodle cumming on my face, the dishwasher was the backdrop. It’s Noodle’s cum!! I take a picture & send it to him, showing him that it’s his cum, what a dirty reminder of what just occurred at my house!

Noodle tells me “You make me hard a lot. I’m like hard just at the thought of fucking you before I walk into your house haha.” Fuck really? I tell him that makes me feel pretty good, I mean I wouldn’t expect that someone would be hard in the car before walking into my house. I mean I am always turned on thinking about him on his way to my house, I like that he has the same feeling.

This is also the time that, I get called for jury duty! Not only is work crazy for me, the added bullshit of having to do jury duty is fucked… They apparently message you a day before if you’re needed or not. That doesn’t really work with my job, looking back, I should’ve taken the whole month off, however I don’t & just constantly reschedule things are they arise.

The following Tuesday night is the next time I see Noodle, it’s gone from every few days to once a week… He’s been chatting a bit more, not as much of course as he has done in the past but it’s a bit better. What the fuck is going on with him though… Is it because his partner is fucking him or is it because I’m being clinging? Am I being clingy? Is it because we came together the other week? Did that freak him out? Is he feeling guilty? OMG my head is going to explode with all the what ifs & questions…. FUCK!!!

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With the drive to & from his work, he is only at my house for an hour tonight. We fuck as always, it’s good sex, it feels good, we are in sync, both of us cumming at separate times, but I’m feeling disconnected from him. I don’t know how to explain it. There is still the passion & excitement there, there is still chemistry & we’re both turned on but the connection with him feels disjointed. It’s been 2 weeks since Orbit, so it’s not that… What is it? I never felt like this with Noodle ever before, even the first time we fucked. I felt more connected with him that night, than I do now… What is happening here…? Why did I get involved with a guy that has so many reg flags not only because of his growing family & partner, but also because of all the personal red flags, the douchyness, the needing to be wanted feeling… Am I just a play thing to him that he got what he needed from? I gave him confidence & made him feel sexy again, she’s fucking him so he doesn’t need me? Everything about this guy said reg flags & I got involved… I have been chatting to this man every single day for 8 months, that’s like 240 days! How did I get so entwined with him? How did I get so caught up in this… How did he become a good friend… FUCK, how did he become my best friend? Why am I so sad about the prospect of this ending…

Could this be the end of Noodle & I?



Today’s filler post is very important to the Noodle story… You must read this one before the next Noodle post is posted!

One thing I want you all to know, which you should already be aware of, none of these stories are fiction. They are entirely non-fiction, they have all happened to me, to my recollection, this is the truth… While I am now using my life story for entertainment value for you guys, remember, I lived this! I did all this stuff & I don’t always make wise decisions…

While seeing Noodle, I know I said that I wasn’t talking to anyone else & while that is true for the most part, Noodle is offline a lot & I’m sitting around waiting for him, when Orbit joins the southern group I run, Noodle isn’t in all my groups, so I can flirt a bit without him seeing or getting jealous. I chat to J-Lo every day & Dom when he is around & not ignoring me. But with J-lo it’s just like a guy friend chat & Dom, well he comes & goes like the wind.

I guess as much as I don’t want something else with anyone else, I am still technically single & want a partner, so I’m also looking for someone single who I have the same chemistry that I have with Noodle. I’m sure there are single guys out there that I will have the same chemistry with. I mean, I’ve never felt like this before about a guy, but surely it’s not just Noodle, surely there is a single man out there for me?

Orbit is good looking & we chat a bit, I know he is talking to Sweetie (Max’s Wife) as well, before I even start talking to him. I’ve seen drama go down when people on the chat app when they are chatting to multiple people & I don’t want that, so I make sure he’s not going to be pursuing something with Sweetie, because if he was, then I would leave him for her. This is one of the reasons why I am glad that Noodle, while he flirts with other people, he doesn’t chat with others with the intention to meet them… This is probably why we are in this mess in the first place, we’re being too loyal to each other…

Orbit & I chat a lot – not like Noodle & I do, I mean Orbit & I can go days without talking & we talk about nothing of importance or anything deep. I know barely anything about him. I think it’s not wise for me to be only fucking Noodle, I am way too into him. When Orbit invites me over for a drink, I accept. As I put the condom in my pocket, I think this isn’t a good idea, but it’s also the only idea that makes sense. Orbit says he has his daughter but she’s in bed asleep, I get to his house & we sit drinking wine on the couch. It’s nice, but I feel no spark, I feel no electricity, I feel nothing like I felt with Noodle the first time we met. I mean if Noodle & I could’ve, we probably would’ve fucked on the tables at the café we met at… I actually had to physically control myself from touching Noodle… With this guy, I am dreading him leaning over to kiss me. Is that because of Noodle od because of the chemistry with Orbit?

Around midnight, Orbit & I have not even touched, the conversation is a little bit stagnant, that I say I have to go, I’ve finished my first wine & he hadn’t offered me another one, so I just head home. I only live around the corner so it’s not that far. I look at my phone & Noodle hasn’t been back online… What the fuck is going on with Noodle? This date has made me realise though, that I only want Noodle. I don’t want to date, I don’t want to meet new men, I want Noodle & whatever this stupid thing is between us!

But the Noodle is still being weird with me, for the last few weeks, he’s barely talking to me, but when I say that he’s barely talking to me, I mean he talks to me every day, we always chat daily, but it’s not the same at it was. Noodle just says that he’s too busy, which pisses me off & is super offensive, like I haven’t been busy this whole time & yet I make time for Noodle. I mean I was fucking sleeping with paperwork at one point, that’s how busy I am. But Noodle is taking home rosters & doing them at home, so he can’t reply to me…

I have been out for a few drinks & dropped home relatively early, I am horny from drinking a couple of drinks & thinking I can have some virtual sex with Noodle, but he hasn’t even come back online after he got home from work… I know she’d be in bed by now, so clearly he’s gone to bed to fuck her… FUCK I have to stop thinking about them having sex. But this is where I snap!

Orbit is messaging me, inviting me over when I agree… I am sitting on the edge of my bed, half undressed thinking that I should get into bed, but also willing Noodle to come back online to save me from making this terrible decision. I think fuck it, fuck Noodle, I’m so over this bullshit with him!

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I get to Orbit’s house & still nothing from Noodle. I walk in his front door & we’re kissing straight away. He’s not that great of a kisser. He has stubble, which is ok, but it’s the scratchy type of stubble, not soft scratchy like Noodle’s beard. I usually hate beards & this one kind of hurts my face – this is why I don’t like them. We kiss & he moves us into his bedroom, closing the door. We get naked, undressing ourselves, we lay on the bed, I get the feeling he is more submissive than he let on… Or maybe it’s nerves or maybe he just is being respectful of me, I don’t know what it is, but it doesn’t flow well, it doesn’t have passion or chemistry, I don’t even cum. Orbit doesn’t talk during sex, when I try to ask something or say something, he doesn’t really respond. That’s fine I guess, I never used to be a talker until I was with Noodle & even with him sometimes I still feel self-conscious.

I leave his house shortly after he cums, feeling ashamed. I don’t think I have ever felt guilty before about having sex with someone. Not only do I feel like I have used Orbit, but I realise that I have potentially jeopardised whatever this thing is with Noodle, for some really shit sex.

Should I tell Noodle? Should I keep my mouth shut being I know I am never going to see Orbit again? Does Noodle need to know? What would he say? I can picture him saying “I’ll live” or “Part of the deal” but he’ll be jealous as fuck. I can’t deal with that… I don’t want to hurt this guy, even though every night he doesn’t come back online, he hurts me. Will it change things even more? Will it make things weirder? Will he stop talking to me?

FUCK ME! What have I done?!