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A Diary of Sex Slut Carol: A Description 2004-12-28 I'm sitting around waiting for Carol to wake up, so I can figure out whether or not I'm going to go over to see her this afternoon or not. Either way is fine with me - for the past few weeks I've been extremely horny, but today I woke up and the fire in my loins seems to have burned out a little bit. I had spent all weekend constantly thinking about fucking her, but last night and today the urgency seems to have cooled somewhat. I'm pretty sure that is just me being me - I find that I'm unusually horny for a week or two and then I seem to get back to normal for a while (normal still being a hell of a lot hornier than your average rabbit). Sort of anti-PMS. If the opportunity presents itself I still plan on going over there for a hot fuck session, but if not I won't be as disappointed as I was when it didn't work out yesterday. I guess I should explain what the situation is with her. This is still very new - I ran across her online and started chatting with her a little over a week ago, and it was exactly a week ago that we first met F2F, which turned into an extremely hot session of pussy-licking followed by a long grinding fuck. Carol is 37, married (second marriage), mother of two (kids 10 and 8, I believe). They live in a two bedroom apartment about 20 minutes from where I work, which is very convenient for me to sneak out and see her in the middle of the day. She works overnight, her husband works days, and of course the kids are in school (out of school at the moment, but they're away for two weeks with their dad - Carol's first husband). Working different shifts is murder on a couple's sex life, and they are no different. She complains that they haven't had sex in over a year, and all he does is look at internet porn every night. So, she's decided that she's going to go back to playing the field. She had her heart broken a couple of months ago by some jerk who gave her the song-and-dance about how he was going to leave his wife and then didn't, so I've been very clear with her that I'm not looking to date her, just fuck her. She seems to be pretty cool with that, though I suspect there will eventually be trouble there. But for the time being, the arrangement seems to be satisfactory to everyone. Physically, she's very nice. I usually prefer shorter women, and she's just 5'2". I'm 6'1", so she really is diminutive next to me. Most of the women that I seem to wind up with are either BBW or "solidly built" (which I'm completely cool with), but Carol would definitely be described as petite and it's really different than what I'm used to. I like variety, so that's a good thing. And I think that *I* prefer petite women, but they don't tend to go for me, so I haven't fucked them as much. But I really like feeling like I'm so much bigger and stronger than a petite woman - it makes them seem much more submissive, maybe. Carol is nice and skinny, even though she doesn't work out or anything - it's the body of a slim 37-year-old, not a toned and tight 17-year-old. But it's still yummy! She's a brunette with shoulder-length hair, shaves her pussy, has four tattoos (shoulder, back of neck, hip, and ankle), and she has a pierced belly-button (the piercing is about a month old, so it's still pretty sensitive). C-cup tits, which are a bit smaller than I usually like, but still nice. Seriously, with a minor boob job, she would have the body of a stripper. It's kind of fun to fuck someone with a body like that, instead of the body of a normal person. Sort of a fantasy come to life. All that being said, for various reasons I can't see her as someone I would date if we were both single. We don't have much in common (other than a healthy interest in hearty orgasms and hot dirty fucking). She's originally from the northeast and has the accent to prove it, which just doesn't sound right to my ear, which grew up loving the sultry drawls of the southern belles. Also, I think she is pretty religious - her apartment is littered with religious bric-a-brac hanging all over the walls, and Bibles prominently on the table and religious-themed kids books and stuff lying around. I don't have a problem with that, but I'm not quite that into my religion and I don't see myself with someone who is seems to be that hardcore into the churchgoing lifestyle. Of course, the pervert in me does get a special kick out of fucking a married woman in her husband's bed with all this religious stuff all around us. I am so going to hell. Anyway, I had intended to describe my encounters with Carol in graphic detail, but this entry is already too long. It will have to wait until next time. Hopefully you will be able to contain your disappointment.
A Return of Regular Action? - 2005-03-31
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