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My date with destiny...
My date with destiny...
It's 1:55 AM EST here in East Tennessee, and I am already awake. And nervous.
Because in less that seven hours from the stated time above, after I complete my early-morning shift at The Public Radio Station, I will be having sex with a 33-year old mother of 3 that I met on this web site. I will be having sex with the most passionate, most turned-on, most sensual woman I have ever conversed with.
And the scary thing is? *I* turn her on. Yes, me. Nerdy Motherfucker Me. I have turned her on and made her wet. And believe me, the fact that I can actually make a girl that horny... it's a magnificent feeling, one that's rare in my life.
We have yet to meet in person, but our phone conversations have been nothing short of a fascinating experiment on whether or not phone sex works. It does. 3 hours into our first conversation, we were mutually masturbating while moaning into the receiver. If phone calls could be taped, I'd love to own a copy of that conversation.
If you've read my personal sexual fantasy on my profile on here (the sex-then-breakfast one), then you should know that she wants to help make that fantasy come true. Pussy 'n Eggs! And to think, it all started when I sent her a simple e-mail.
She's a beautiful woman, too. I've seen her pictures both on here and on her profile on another website, and she's a fox. I can't wait to meet her. I can't wait to take my tongue and lick her body until my tongue goes raw. I can't wait to touch and caress her ample breasts. I can't wait to hear her moan with pleasure. I can't wait to take my dick and place it in her warm, wet pussy. It's been a long time since I've felt that thrill. Hell, I'll go ahead and even admit how long it's been: 18 months.
Yes, EIGHTEEN FUCKING MONTHS.
And the mere fact that, unlike every other time I've gotten laid, I know this sex act is coming... has made for a restless night. 2 1/2 hours of sleep is all I've gotten tonight, and all I'll get. I don't care. I'll be caffeinated and amped by the time I meet her. I'll be ready.
It's 2:20 AM.
And time is now crawling towards my date with destiny.
At this point, the clock is NOT moving fast enough for my taste.
"Today may be the first day of the rest of your life, unless you live on the other side of the International Date Line, then yesterday was the first day of the rest of your life."- Larry Andersen
1/13/2006 12:35 am
Have a fantastic time....both of you!!|
I love that feeling when you know you are only hours away from amazing sex...mmm...