Totally ouf of character for me and a revaltion.

 Saturday night I was simultaneously playing Farmville and Stumbling when I get a message at the bottom of Facebook saying that Darren wants to chat.

A little background on Darren. I met him the night I graduated from High School. Some friends and I were at a party and he comes up and starts hitting on me. I didn't let it get to me, but he was quite the charmer, and super fine.Did I mention that he was 12 years older than me?  We see each other a few times, and we start to have a real good time together. For one reason or the other, we had never had sex. Like I said, we had gone out quite a few times, and had done other stuff, but I just didn't feel like I wanted to have sex with him. Well, Darren goes to Wyoming for a job interview to work in the oil fields. When he gets back home, he tells me he got the job, and is moving to Wyoming.

Well, that night, we go to dinner and then back to his apartment. He gets a call from his mom, and goes in to the other room. I sat down at his computer and started playing solitaire. Well, solitaire got boring, so while the solitaire game was down in the task bar, I started snooping through his computer. Yeah, you guessed it. Okay, well it wasn't exactly kiddy porn, in the way that I think about kiddy porn anyways, but it was porn with girls who obviously weren't 18. And then it hit me..................I look like I am about 15 anyways. That is this guys thing. He wants to fuck a 15 year old, and I am the next best legal thing.

It kind of grossed me out, and I had a real big problem with it, but I still fucked him that night, and haven't talked to him since.

So, back to Saturday night. The chat window comes up on Facebook, and it's Darren. I was only half talking to him while he asked what was going on, that he heard about my accident, heard about my new place.....blah blah blah. He tells me he is in town for a funeral, and he is leaving Thursday, more blah blah blah.  I am done with Farmville, and really done with Facebook for the night, so I tell him that I am going to bed, it was good talking to him.................good night. Then he asks, what I was doing tonight. I told him to read what I just wrote, and that I was going to bed. He writes back, "Oh, Okay." Here is where the "totally out of character" thing started for me that night.


I don't know what came over me, but I typed back "Why, did you wanna come over and Fuck?" Okay, I literally hit the enter button and instantly wanted to take it back. He comes back with "Yeah right, I was just asking. You don't have to be like that." To which I answered, "No, I am serious. Do you wanna come over and fuck?"

For those of you that read my blog, you will understand what I am about to tell you. This is totally out of character for me. Number 1, I have pretty much swore off guys. Number 2, see number 1. In that back of my I started thinking that this was going to be proof for me, once and for all. Either I was Bi, and truly wanted to be with both sexes, or I was a lesbian. I really wanted to know.

 So, Darren types back asking if this was some sort of trick. I assure him that it's not, and that I am serious. I send him my address, and tell him if he comes over right now, we can have some fun. He tells me he will be right over.

By now, my hear is pumping and I am really on edge. I jump in to the shower really quick, and no sooner got the towel on me and the water shut off, he was at the door. Well, no point in getting dressed now just to get undressed in a few minutes, so I walked out with only the towel on.

His jaw dropped when he saw me, and I kind of did the same. He was a lot more muscular than I remember him, and was looking really good. The door shut behind him, we exchanged some pleasantries, and gave me a hug. Well, my towel wasn't on that good, and it fell to the floor. Immediately his hands were on my bare ass, and my pussy started quivering. I looked up at him and we kissed. With our tongues locked together, he lifted me up with his newly stronger arms, and carried me over to the couch.

I am not going to write the rest down like some Erotica story like I do sometimes, I am just going to tell you what we did. We no sooner got on the couch that I had him out of his clothes. Seconds after that, I started giving him the blowjob of his life. I have to admit it, I know how to suck some mean cock, but no matter how dirty and nasty I tried to make it, it still felt like I was a hooker just doing a job. I climbed on top of him and started fucking him. I was being super loud, telling him to pull my nipples, to fuck me harder, to pull my hair. And wouldn't you know it, 2 minutes in to it, he was spent.

We sat on the couch, both out of breath with his cock still inside me. I wanted more. I wanted to get as nasty as possible and have hardcore porno sex. Thinking about it after he left, I guess I wanted to experience hetero sex at it's most intense just so I knew I gave it all I could. We sat there some more, and he was acting a little sheepish, like men do after they have just had an orgasm when I whispered in his ear, "If you can get hard again, I will let you fuck me in the ass!" I climbed off of him, and took the condom off of his slowing growing cock. With the condom off, I once again put my mouth on him. The taste of latex and cum wasn't all that enjoyable, but I wasn't going to let it stop me. By the time I had him cleaned off with my mouth, his cock was as hard as rock again. I told him to hold that pose while I go get something.

I go in to my room and get my bottle of Wet Platinum. It's a silicone based lube and perfect for what I use it for. I just about closed the drawer when I decided to grab another condom. I get back in to the room, and he has his cock in his hand, trying to keep it hard. What I said to him was right out of a porno or something. "If you're having trouble staying hard, watch this." I put the rubber on first, because putting it on second can be counter-productive sometimes, then leaned over the edge of the couch and started pouring lube down the crack of my ass. I re-capped the bottle, and started fingering my asshole. The next time I looked down at him, he was rock hard again.

I asked him if he had ever done it this way before, and he said he had. I didn't believe him, but it didn't matter. While he was still sitting down, I turned around, grabbed his cock and slid it in to my butt. I had all of the control this way, and certainly didn't want to give him any of it. I got off, grabbed the lube, and put some more on his cock. I started again, and within a few seconds, I was fucking my ass with his cock.

This lasted maybe a minute, not much more. I started coming back up, and his cock fell out of me. When I reached down to put it back in, he was going limp. So much for that. He apologized, (over and over), I said it was fine (over and over). I still wanted more. I wanted to fuck until I couldn't anymore. We sat there for a few minutes, just chit chattin, when I suggested we take a shower.

So, I get in the shower first, then he steps in. His cock is starting to get hard again so I wash him all up, get on my knees, and start blowing him again. He grabs the back of my hair and starts fucking my mouth, and I am kind of getting in to it when I feel his balls tighten up and BOOM! Yep, you guessed it, he fills my mouth with cum. Now I am kind of pissed off. He couldn't keep it hard when he is FUCKING ME IN THE ASS but I start blowing him and he cums that way.

I finish washing as he tells me how amazing I am (over and over), and I get out of the shower. By this time, it's getting close to midnight and I am feeling hornier than when I started. I honestly start going over in my mind who else I can call that would actually give me a good hard fucking. I walk out of the bathroom feeling like a whore, but I didn't care.

I go and lay on my bed face down, and start pondering what I am going to do. I reach down and start playing with my clit and I find that my pussy is still sopping wet. I kind of start getting in to it when from out of nowhere, Darren starts licking my ass. I don't stop playing with myself but he doesn't care. He is licking my ass like he is trying to win a game, and it is awesome. So awesome that I came seconds after he started. Well, for the next ten or fifteen minutes he is going to town on my ass, fingering my pussy and clit and I am starting to enjoy myself. Then, he lifts me up, and without a condom on, sticks him cocks in to my ass again. (The condom thing I didn't know for sure until later, but I suspected). This time, he doesn't go limp, he actually fucked me for the better part of ten minutes. I came  7 MORE TIMES. Yeah, it was fucking awesome. When he did finally go, he pulled out and came all over my back and ass.

His out of breath ass collapsed on the bed next to me, and I just lay there for a second. And yeah, I got what I wanted. I got up, and got back in the shower. While I was in the shower, I douched and really washed everything. And I had a big smile on my face. Not because I got the fucking that I wanted, it was because I finally knew, once and for all, that I was done with men.

I tried to be as nasty as I could, do things and kinky as I could and get fucked as hard as I could. But the whole time all of that was happening, I kept thinking that if I could find a girl to do all of that to me, I would be fucking set.

Here is me in a nutshell: I like sex, I like to be fucked, I like it in the ass, I like to be kinky and I don't want any of those things to come from a man. I am done. After I sent him packing, and telling him no, don't call me tomorrow, I lay in bed and looked up at the ceiling with a smile on my face. I am gay. Once I said it in my head, I said it out loud. "I, am, gay!"

I wanted so bad to call Michelle right then and tell her to come home. I really did miss her, and I wanted to be with her. It could wait until tomorrow. I fell asleep with that same smile on my face, and woke up to Michelle sitting in my Lazy-Boy, sound asleep.

Yes, we have finally talked and I told her about everything that happened. I told her about my Blog, my time in Vegas, my blue suction cup dildo, Stumbleupon, everything. She told me about what she did when she was gone, told me about how often she masturbates thinking of me, told me about how often she does those "special massages" to clients, and how often she gets huge tips because of it. When talked until 3pm before we went to Arby's to get something to eat.

When we got back, Michelle read my blog (and is kind of pissed that I used the name Michelle), and we talked some more. Her and I have come to the conclusion that, at least for a while, we are going to do this blog together. She admitted to me that it turns her on to read it, and we decided together, that it would be a turn on to write it together.

We kissed for the first time and I swear to god I felt it in my fucking toes.


Well, the next time you read something on here, it could either be from Michelle or Myself.



















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