Recollections of a girl I’ll call Kylie [MF][FWB][Fuckbuddies]

I first met Kylie (petite, blonde, smiley and like a catalogue model — or a cheerleader to my American friends reading) in Camden – I was helping run a monthly night we had on there, but mainly my job at this stage was to just generally be good vibes.

I was already pretty drunk that night, a good buddy at work was leaving so we’d spent a few hours in the pub. Happily for me I’m a good drunk, either through practice, physiology or mentality I’m not someone who changes personality, becomes belligerent, incoherent or any other unwanted Mr. Hyde type characteristics. I’ve had people say it took them 5 minutes or so of talking to me to realise that I was actually off my face.

‘Pretty tied up’, how a friend helped me get over an ex [MF] [BDSM] [switch] [fuckbuddies]

[Blondie](
http://themusingsof-an-unremarkableman.blogspot.com/2011/02/mirror-signal-maneuver.html): She got back from being on holiday today. Not that it’s a forgone conclusion at all (because it’s very much not), but it may happen again…in fact, since I’m sat here I thought I’d tell you about what I got up to a month or so ago when the god of fuck was smiling more favourably on me.

Blondie had had me over earlier in the year when I was still really hurting from K. After a bottle of red and a whole heap of ego boosting flirting we ended up fucking. But not just any old fucking, she really treated me to her A-game.

In her bedroom she took control, stripped me, bondage taped me to her bed and blindfolded me. She played with my cock as she kissed me, getting me hard (this took all of about 5 seconds) and then padded out of the room.

A Sicilian road trip with a friend of mine [MF][Public]

This happened a few years ago but I wrote about it on the blog I used to keep, thought I’d share it here…it took place in Sicily on holiday with a wonderful friend of mine. If you like I have more recollections to share. Thanks x

As we set off on the road we were in high spirits. Hungover, sun-kissed, relaxed and still wet from the amazing pool we’d just spent the last 4 hours laughing and fucking about in with friends. We had about 4 hours on the road ahead of us, but with good music, company and the sun high in a cloudless sky it was a journey I was looking forward to.

We were sat talking, me driving in swimming shorts and t-shirt, Blondie in bikini bottoms and a strappy top. Her feet were on the dashboard with her knees raised up and I’m sure every now and then her hand would dip down between her legs although maybe that was wishful thinking on my part. Now I can’t remember exactly what happened, I think I must have jokingly suggested it earlier, but after about 20 minutes she says,