Posts Tagged ‘cuddling’

weekend with Andy

October 14, 2015

What an incredible weekend! Everything I felt for Andy before is only intensified. I CANNOT get enough. I dont’ think we spent a total of 20 seconds without touching each other in some form or fashion.

Everything was amazing from snuggling on the couch watching Star Wars to hiking and chilling at the bar with a few of my friends from out of town.

As we were cuddling on Saturday afternoon on my couch I had an overwhelming urge to body worship this man. I’ve NEVER body worshiped anyone or felt this urge before. I wanted to kiss every single spot on this man’s body. Not just to cover him, but to appreciate him. I didn’t ever say this, nor did I fully act on it, but I still can’t get over the sentiment and how powerful an urge it was. Maybe because Sir has been immersing me so much in my submission lately that it is a normal progression to feel. That my submissive side is being triggered by life in general. Even with someone I don’t have a d/s relationship with. This urge was so intense. I wonder if I could do this for him some day…. I kind of wish I would’ve just gone with it. I should’ve.

I am a big fan of The Five Love Languages by Gary Chapman. I believe this book has some great points about how we feel loved and instinctively show love. I think a lot of couples are not missing the amount of love it takes to stay together and flourish, but I do believe that there can be a huge displacement of how we show love versus how our partners feel loved. I feel like Andy’s natural way of showing how he cares, by using his words and touch, is 100% compatible with how my “love tank” is filled up. My love languages are words of affirmation and physical touch. Andy is quick to compliment. Quick to verbalize his feelings for me, and like I mentioned above we were constantly touching. I couldn’t have felt more for him if I tried! I know its early and feelings are always butterflies and rainbows at this stage… but I haven’t felt this complete in a long long long long time.

Sir did give me a few rules for the weekend. 1) No fucking in the ass. 2) He wasn’t allowed to cum inside me – in any of me.

This was surprisingly difficult to do. I had to tell Andy the rules, because there is no way I could’ve done that alone. We followed the rules successfully! (I forgot how many towels you can go thru with the pull out method. Ha!) But we managed and it didn’t detract from any of it. The sex was amazing. All of it. Every time. Every moment. I don’t get why having rules turns me on. I don’t understand this at all. But having tasks… putting things on my to-do (and to-don’t) list with Andy… only made me hotter!

Andy LOVED the lingerie. He mentioned it several times over the weekend how much he enjoyed it. “Have to send him a thank you note!” That one made me giggle. He’s so easy going. And open about everything. I asked him again about how he felt about our situation… about me and Sir… to see if any body language betrayed what he was saying. Everything he said felt honest and understanding. I can hardly believe how cool he is being about it.

He left on Sunday afternoon and my feels are still tingling like crazy. I’m loving missing him and longing for him. Feels amazing. I love the “I miss you” texts and full blown conversations about just wanting to be together… I love all of it. I know at some point this longing will become painful and urgent, but right now I’m just basking in the fact that I actually feel this way about someone and that HE DOES TOO!

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Andy (reunion part 2)

October 6, 2015

Missed part 1? Read part 1 here.

So this classmate of mine, Andy, who I couldn’t stop looking at all night happens to be the ONLY single guy there. Like, jackpot single. Hasn’t been married. Doesn’t have kids. Lives on his own and supports himself (kind of sad that this trait is noteworthy, but I digress). But seriously! He is tall. He has slimmed down, not that he ever needed to. Why wasn’t I ever interested before?! If you aren’t reading this 90 miles an hour you are missing my enthusiasm here!

Some time thru the night Andy started chatting me up. Now, I don’t think I could ever deny that I might have been positioning myself closer and closer to him… but everyone was mingling with everyone. So he starts chatting me up. When I think about it, thru the beer goggles, I do remember him almost like a lost puppy at my side. It makes me smile just recounting the evening! Turns out we have a few things in common that kept a very motivated conversation going.

More beer. More mingling. More Andy by my side. It’s starts to get a bit patchy at this point, but me and Andy end up in a lip lock on the smoker’s balcony. Why are we on the balcony? and how did my lips get on yours?! Who started this? Was it me? Was it him? I do remember that if he was within arm’s reach he had his hand on the small of my back and on the side of my lower back. This, my fellow blogger friends, is one of my buttons even when I’m sober! So now that I think on it, I might have done the initiating…. on one hand I’m sad that I missed out on our first kiss. It’s somewhere locked up with the rest of my beered life moments. On the other hand I’m thanking whatever drunk gods out there for putting me in this situation.

I don’t like the fact that I trashily made out in public, but I DON’T REGRET ANY PART OF THIS NIGHT WHATSOEVER so I just kind of push past that when I recall the night. 🙂

I thought of Sir T… who I KNEW wouldn’t deprive me of something that would make me so happy. I noted the time… Sir T would be have been asleep for hours at this point in the night… So I make an executive decision on my own. I know he would allow me what happens next. No doubts.

I start to come back to reality; I must have stopped drinking… Thank you, drunk me, for becoming too preoccupied to drink more!

We paid our tabs. I found my sister. I told her I was leaving. And Andy dragged me to his truck nearly pulling my arm out of its socket, but I assure you my own need matched his urgency!

What happened after that cannot even be put into words enough to do it justice. It was the single most hottest night of my life. I REAPEAT! THE SINGLE MOST HOTTEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE! Not to mention the epic cuddling, followed by another HOTHOTHOT round the next morning. Followed by a steamy shower together. Followed by him cooking me breakfast and watching Penguins of Madagascar while we ate, cuddled, and kissed more before he took me to my hotel… where he walked me to my room and sat with me, my sister, and my other friend while we packed up and got ready to leave town. Everything about the encounter was perfect. Including the constant texting each other since that night. I can’t stop thinking about him. And he is coming to see me on Friday and it couldn’t get here sooner!

The last time I was this excited about another human being I was married to him 6 years later. Now, I am not trying to get ahead of myself here, but it’s noteworthy.

I told Sir T about all of it. And he is just as excited for me. Speaking of.. I have much more to say on this topic and the co-existing of Sir T and Andy. There is so much in my brain and my heart that I can’t possibly say it all at once.

cuddle sesh please!

October 6, 2014

It sucks that the only way to get to the cuddle-on-the-couch-on-a-Friday-night phase can’t happen till you go through the dating scene and find someone that you like and likes you back mutually. Does that sound lame? Did you know that there are professional cuddlers out there?!?! Forget my counseling session! I should find a cuddler (with nice biceps)!

My mom and my best friend has awesome first dates yesterday. I listen to them and try to be as enthusiastic as a daughter and best friend should be when hearing how excited they are. Of course I’m jealous, but I am genuinely excited for them. Jealous and not jealous really… dates are so stressful to me. I don’t do well under stress. I don’t show who I am at all. I really stand no chance. I’m terrible at interviews too. I get tongue tied. My mind goes blank.

I feel more and more whole every day that i don’t have someone… And I love that! but damn, if i don’t want to just cuddle up on the couch! I have high hopes and I know one day it’ll happen.

Just the thought of the day…. that’s a lie… that’s a daily thought. 🙂 Anyway. That is all for now.