Unexpected.

Life is a strange fickle thing. I thought that I was done with this blog and I realized I missed it. I know that I didn't really use it long, but I'm not done exploring my sexuality as you will see.

I fell in love. Madly. Love is such a strange thing. it comes at you and you don't know its going to happen and all of the sudden there you are. Right in the middle of it. I love the way he makes me feel. The way he looks at me, like the the only girl in the world. Like I'm all that matters. But as in all relationships, the new wears off. At first, infatuation takes over. After a while it fades and you move into the deeper stuff. Knowing someone on a level that really only the two of you understand.

We were there. Still are. But things are changing, our relationship is evolving and we hit a crossroads. Do you make it work together and maybe alter your relationship permanently to make that possible? Or do you go your seperate ways? We voted to alter the relationship. So, now I am in an open relationship.

For the most part, I think this is a great idea and something that would work for alot more couples if they tried it. The thing is cheating ends relationships. We all know this. I am not a cheater. Never have been. But after being with one person for so long its impossible to not miss the touch of a new hand. And to see someone's excitement when YOU touch them the first time. I think its human nature. So, we are experimenting with allowing each other to have sex with other people as long as there is no emotional involvement.

I have only tried it once so far and it felt really good. I came home and it was like it never happened. We didn't discuss it. But it did happen. And we'll never be the same.

That's hard to say. It won't be the same. I'm not saying that's necessarily a bad thing, but you can't go back. You can't pretend you didn't have sex with another person. You did. It happened.

I told him about the blog and joked that his nickname would be OMFG. Because it's that good. But I wasn't completely serious. He kinda got sold on the idea...so for now OMFG it is. I may change it later though. He met me at the house. He looked cute in his unassuming way. I like that about him. At first glance, he is decent looking but if you look harder he has kind eyes and a great smile. We sat down and talked for a minute and he ran his hands up and down my arm while looking into my eyes. He was already affecting me. We kissed. Slowly. Then deeper as I grabbed the back of his head and ran my hands through his hair. His hand went for my breasts and I gasped. It felt so good. It was new to him. After a few minutes I said, "You know something great about this shirt?" "What's that?" he asked. "It's removable." And I lifted it over my head revealing my bra to him. We kept kissing and I went for his neck and he moaned. I'm not used to being with a guy who moans. It was nice to know he liked it. While I was kissing and sucking his neck he unhooked my bra.

Immediately his mouth moved between my breasts kissing and sucking my nipples. I was putty. Melting. Moaning. I couldn't control myself. I know it sounds crazy but its a little blurry after that. I know I was naked. FAST. And he went down on me. I remember him quickly hooking his arms around my legs, positioning his face against my pussy and licking it. It was amazing. By far the best oral I have ever had. He started out slow. Licking my clit. My hips bucked against him. He went faster, flicking his tongue in all the right places. I was moaning so loud it was embarrassing. And I came.

He immediately slid into position and pushed his perfect cock inside me. I groaned. It felt so good. There was so much tension and passion built up that we were immediately fucking. Like sweating, thrusting hard, moaning, fucking. It was amazing. He had me bend over and he entered me from behind. I thought I was going to die.I was panting. They rhythm was perfect. You can't fake rhythm. Then he laid me back down and put his hands on my shoulders and thrust into me. Hard. Over and Over. I was moaning. He was moaning. And we came together which never happens.

I'm addicted.