backup

i no longer remember how i met n (weird how the passage of time does that).  we set up the first meeting at a bar  in monona, and when he came in, my first impression was that he looked like cameron from ferris bueller.  except cuter, of course.   we had great conversation at the bar and enjoyed each other’s company.  as we were leaving, we agreed to email and set up another time to get together.  i’ll never forget, he said “if i had my way, i’d be taking you home with me right now.”  just the way he said it, and my impression that it wasn’t something he would say lightly…made my heart skip a beat.

 

i went to his house the next week, quite excited.  we sat on his couch and drank some wine, and my heart skipped several beats when he leaned over and kissed me.  the chemistry between us was INSANE.  we made out on the couch for a while, then went upstairs to the bedroom.

 

we never had sex, but we did pretty much everything but.  he was the only guy ever to have fisted me…it was okay.  i felt like i’d been beaten with a baseball bat down there the next day.   he never made me come, but it was definitely very hot and very electric between us.

 

we’ve stayed in touch every so often, and have agreed that if things ever change with my marriage that i’m to contact him first thing.

rundown

i’m doing this entry to first of all remind myself of who’s left to post about.  got that?

 

j

n

r(4?)

 

i think that’s it.

 

OK, so j.  i’ve lost track of numbers, so we’ll just have to deal.  i met j when i decided that i enjoyed watching men masturbate.  i placed an ad to that effect, and j was the best response i got.  i went to his apartment and watched him, and it was quite arousing.  despite my intention to just watch, i found myself attracted to him.  he was smart, quirky, and enjoyable to be around.  so, things progressed, but i limited myself to giving handjobs and blowjobs.  no sex.  eventually we added pot to our times together and things progressed even more.  we had sex only twice, but both times it was great.  i even came one of the times, just from the sex and thanks to the pot.  fabulous.

 

after i was “found out”, i put the kibosh on everything but watching him masturbate.  i still enjoyed his company and smoking with him, so i didn’t want to stop completely.  so, we continue to see each other, albeit rarely, for conversation and pot.

a big night

in my last post, i alluded to seeing s1 one more time after he had moved.  this is that story.

he and i had discussed never getting to do the MMF we had originally planned, so i decided to fix that.  i contacted b2 to see whether he’d be interested, and he was.  so that night, i went to s1′s hotel room, we had sushi and wine, and messed around for a bit first before b2 showed up.  when he did, things moved quickly.  b2 stood in front of me, s1 behind me…they took off my clothes and kissed me all over, caressing me.  b2 and i couldn’t stop kissing…the chemistry was insane.  i caressed his huge cock through his pants, and couldn’t stop myself from taking his pants off and dropping to my knees.  we changed position quickly, and he lay on the bed so i could lean over and suck him while s1 fingered me.  holy shit, it was hot.  after a while, s1 came around and straddled b2′s face so he could suck him…i played with s1′s ass while still sucking b2.

eventually, the condoms came out, and i got on top of b2 and finally got to slide that giant cock inside me…i have NEVER felt anything like that before.  i’m no size queen, but that almost converted me.  s1 got behind me, and b2 told him to fuck my ass.  i could feel him hesitating, so i told him it was okay.  not knowing that we didn’t have any lube.  big mistake.  he did what he could with spit, but it just wasn’t working for me.  the DP itself was a really interesting sensation…not something i feel the need to do again, but good.  after quite a bit of time, b2 came, and then pretty much got out of there.

after b2 left, s1 and i kept going.  we fucked for hours.  that was the last time i’ve seen him, and that was september.  i doubt i’m going to see him again, and that’s unfortunate.  i miss him, and i miss all the hot sex we had.

damn near perfect

s1.  who knew that something so great could have come from such an inauspicious start?

i met s1 through the ad i had placed for the MMF.  he was a bi guy without a partner, and was very interested.  i couldn’t find another guy for us, so we agreed to meet for coffee anyway.  the pic he sent was bizarre…he looked about 16, and not all that attractive.  the reality was quite different.  he was not attractive in any sort of traditional sense, but he was very appealing to me.  we met for coffee and really hit it off.  we decided to meet the next week at his place.  he had ordered a crapton of sushi, so we relaxed with that first, and it eventually turned into a tradition…sushi and good sex are now inextricably linked in my mind.   anyway, we relaxed with the sushi, had some good conversation, and then headed upstairs.  at this point, i was still a tad iffy about everything…not sure whether this was right for me or not.  but, i learned quite quickly that it indeed was right.

he was an amazing kisser, amazing at oral…sigh.  he could go and go forever with oral, as well as sex.  the sex was great, though a little on the repetitive side.  he didn’t really switch things up at all, and didn’t always go as hard as i wanted/needed.  but, it was good regardless.

we were fwb’s for a few months when he decided to move to florida to be with his ex-wife and kids.  understandable, but it was a huge loss for me.  i saw him one more time after he moved, when he came back into town for a wedding…but that’s to be saved for the next post.

double the fun

i had been considering pursuing an MMF for quite some time.  the idea of two guys together was incredibly hot to me, and i wanted it, if even just to watch.  so, i posted an ad, and relatively quickly, found what i was looking for.  i heard from r2.  he said he had a casual thing going with this other guy, b2…they’d get together occasionally, watch straight porn and exchange blowjobs or handjobs.  he seemed nice, so i agreed to meet the 2 of them at a bar, with the caveat that nothing else would happen that night.  given that there were 2 of them, i chose to be even more cautious than usual, and asked m1 to serve as bodyguard.  he sat by us at the bar, and definitely made me feel more safe.  r2 was…eh.  kind of cute, i guess, but not my type at all.  b2 on the other hand?  HOT.  so, the 3 of us had an okay time, and i agreed to go back with them to b2′s place and watch them.

it was awkward, and i ended up getting involved after all, though i did manage to keep myself out of the equation by staying clothed.  b2 was hung like a fucking horse, and an awesome kisser to boot.  r2…NOT hung, NOT a good kisser.  i went back and forth, blowing each of them.  it was fun, but maybe not as great as i was expecting.

i never heard from r2 again, but did see b2 one more time…but that’s a story best saved for another time.

plus ca change…

well, hi.  i’ve been MIA from this blog for quite some time, and here’s why.

about a month ago, through an absolutely mind-numbingly stupid sequence of events, my husband found out about what i’d been doing.  as expected, he was quite upset, though maybe not as upset as i’d thought he might be.  without going into too much detail, i think we’re going to be fine, though we still have quite a bit to work through.  i am no longer seeing any fwbs.  i’ve made a commitment to my marriage and i intend to keep that.  it’s not easy, but it’s what needs to be done.

i do plan on continuing the blog, now that things have settled down a bit here.  the only difference is that now i have a finite number of posts left in me.

thanks for reading,

madisonclgirl

everyone serves a purpose

i may have possibly gotten my chronology mixed up here.  i don’t think i did, but a couple of things don’t make much sense right now.  not that it’s that important, but my OCD self is getting the shakes.

anyway.  p2.  p2 was a happily married man looking for a one-time deal.  not exactly what i wanted, but he was a really nice guy and we had some pretty good chemistry via email.  we met for drinks at a hotel one hot summer night, had some pretty hot flirtation.  he was VERY tall, which was strange after being with d2 in the not-too-distant past.  he was probably 6’4″ and skinny…as well as quite a bit older than me.  not problems, though.  so, he had reserved a room at the hotel and after a couple of drinks, we headed on up.  i don’t remember a lot from our evening together, unfortunately, but i think it was pretty good.  he went down on me, which was fairly good.  i sucked him, which he thought was excellent, of course.   i got on my hands and knees, looking at him expectantly…he fumbled with the condom and finally slid inside me in one fluid motion.  there’s very little i love more than that moment.  while he was fucking me, he began playing with my ass, very gently and very subtly…it was incredibly hot.  very little penetration, just gentle caresses.  coupled with the slow, intense fucking, it was amazing.  he finally came, and we laid together for a while talking, before i got dressed and left.

it certainly wasn’t the best sex of my life, but it was extremely nice, and just what i needed at the particular time.

lineup

i met d2 through a cl ad i had posted looking for a “lineup” of guys.  i was tired of constantly looking for new ones, so i just wanted a pool of possibilities i could choose from as i desired.  d2 was part of that.

he was from out of town, but in madison on business fairly often.  we coordinated a meet for drinks at a hotel one night.  he had sent me a  pic, and everything looked fine from that.  however, he neglected to mention his height.  i’m a short girl, 5’2″ or so.  he was probably about 5’4″.  not a total dealbreaker, but definitely NOT a turnon.  we had a couple of beers, and were getting along famously.  good conversation, etc.  so i got to feeling a little frisky, and leaned over and started whispering all sorts of dirty stuff in his ear and rubbing his thigh.  even just touching his thigh, i can tell how rock-hard he’s gotten…his breath fast and shallow.  his hand moved to my thigh, and then quickly underneath my skirt as he took over the dirty whispering.  we quickly finished our beers and headed out.  i blew him in his car, and as per usual, i got nothing.  just went home with soaked panties, and got myself off 3 or 4 times.

about a month later, i did see him again.  i went to his hotel room.  he went down on me for a LONG time…he had quite a high opinion of his oral skills, i was slightly less than impressed.  i then sucked him for a while, and then he fucked me.  missionary position, then me on top.  it was average.  my most vivid recollection of it was how freaking LOUD he was when he came.  good GOD.  i’ve never heard anything like it, and he was thrashing around like crazy.  it was insane.

his business project in town ended, and i never saw him again.  we chatted for a while longer, but it just seemed like a waste of time.

chicken and egg

so, there were two guys named d.  i did the same things with both of them at around the same time.  however, i do not remember who came first.  so, i’m just picking one and going with it.

d1.  ah, d1.  he was something else.  22, hung, could go for hours…good stuff.  he and i had absolutely amazing chemistry together.  he was all about the whole milf/cougar thing, and i basically wanted to fuck a college student.  we had a very protracted email/IM correspondence and weren’t able to meet up for a long time due to scheduling problems.  it was probably 3 months before we were able to get together.  frustrating, but the buildup was  intense.

i went over to his place, more nervous than i’d been about any other experience for a while.  he answered the door, and the first words out of my mouth were “good god, you look like you’re 14.”  and he seriously did.  he looked much younger in person than in his pics…and it was hot.  jailbait fantasies come true.   we sat on his couch for a while talking, petting the cat (who loved me), until he leaned over and kissed me.  after that, things went very quickly.  he took his shorts off, revealing the biggest cock i’d ever seen at that point.  i was completely flabbergasted.  i sucked it for quite a while, showing him that i wasn’t all talk about my skills.  then he went down on me for a while, which was just okay.  i told him to get a condom, which he eagerly did, and we fucked like absolute animals.  it was some of the hottest sex i’ve ever had.  we used every position, he spanked my ass, he pulled my hair…HOT.

alas, that was the only time we ever got together.  after this experience, he got weird in ways that i didn’t feel were safe for me.  he started expressing his desire to hurt me (like in a s&m kind of way), but kept saying that he didn’t know if he would be able to stop if i needed him to.  that did not inspire much confidence in me, and while i’m an open and willing sort of girl, i need to know that i’ll be safe.  and i didn’t feel that i would be with him.

well, that was stupid.

this entry will most definitely be short.  this quite possibly qualifies as the shortest, most abbreviated experience i had.

i met a2 through an ad i placed which described exactly how selfish i wanted to be, to have an experience that was all about me.  we emailed and IM’d for a little while, then managed to get together.  we met at a bar, which was an absolute dive.  i have a fondness for dive bars, but definitely not this one.  we sat in relative silence drinking our beers…i tried to keep the conversation going, but he was pretty non-communicative.  surprisingly, he invited me back to his place.  i really didn’t want to go, but for some reason i couldn’t say no.  it may have been that i was a bit worried about how he would react to my saying no.  so, stupid on my part.  we went back to his place, and bizarrely, he went to take a shower, leaving me in the living room by myself.  it was really weird.  in retrospect, i probably should have taken that opportunity to leave.  after his shower, we went into the bedroom, where he proceeded to ask me to suck his cock.  remember that he had responded to my ad about my wanting to be selfish.  irony, ladies and gentlemen.  so, i sighed and did as he wanted.  he may have touched my ass while i was sucking him, but other than that, there was no contact at all.  no kissing, no touching my breasts, nothing.

afterwards, i left, and pretty much laughed at myself all the way home.  stupid, stupid girl.