I already know the answer to this, but humor me here folks:
We had a torrid 2.5 year affair. About the time we met, he had knocked up some chick he was fucking. Two months later, when she found out, I was already completely and utterly obssessively in love with him. Eventually he moved in with her and I was so the fool that I kept the relationship going with him. I couldn't stay away. I put myself in therapy, asked the doctor to give me meds that would kill my sex drive. I would leave ANY place and anyone at his first phone call. It was insane, I was insane. I was a homewrecker, even though he never loved her. Eventually, of course, he left her.....
Seriously, I was his BITCH.I would do anything and everything for him. He taught me to love the anal and how to come 15 times in a row from g-spot stimulation. I've probably been with more men and women than your average porn star, and he's the only one that could give me multiples like that. He knew exactly how to crook his fingers sharply upward, used 3, and applied generous pressure to the G while pressing down on my pubic mound for maximum stimulation. I would squirt buckets and ruin beds. He put plastic over the matress and under the sheets.
I could spend an hour just smelling his neck, his scent drove me fucking up the wall. We had a sexual chemistry that no one else has even been CLOSE to matching, not even a distant chance. I loved his Mexican uncut cock.
It took far too long but I untangled myself from him, cut it off cold turkey. I have not had sex with him since approximately May 2002. I saw him once and didn't succumb, knew I was strong.
He's been living in Austin again, staying with baby mama. He claims they are NOT together, that he is looking for a place. I have no desire to have a relationship with him. But when I saw him tonight in front of the tanning salon and he kissed me with those full soft lips, my clit literally began to thump, it was throbbing so hard. He is my perfect lover, a mix of latino sensuality and machismo brutal sadism.
Of course he wanted to come over. I said no. I am strong. But I havn't wanted like this before, since, or probably ever again. My good girl friends tell me if I start to see him again, they don't want to speak to me. They saw me hurting, lusting, and pining, and can't deal with seeing me utterly destroyed emotionally. They say he treated me like shit. He knew he owned me and played with me like proverbial kitten and his fresh kill. He no longer owns my heart, or my mind, but my body belongs to him.
So.......should I fuck him again or not?![]()



I would do anything and everything for him. He taught me to love the anal and how to come 15 times in a row from g-spot stimulation. I've probably been with more men and women than your average porn star, and he's the only one that could give me multiples like that. He knew exactly how to crook his fingers sharply upward, used 3, and applied generous pressure to the G while pressing down on my pubic mound for maximum stimulation. I would squirt buckets and ruin beds. He put plastic over the matress and under the sheets. 



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Luckily I can work from home this afternoon....no shape to be chipper in the office or try to sell services right now. Fucking bipolar, sucks.....


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