*Quick intro note: I’m a handsome, vaguely articulate, well-educated and generally successful 38 year-old, pervert. I have a long history of dirtiness, and there’s something about the year and a half of basic confinement that has had me reminiscing about my past and some of my hottest experiences. I’ve decided I’m going to start chronicling them here, to keep them from disappearing altogether. Let me know if they’re enjoyable and feel free to say hello. I like penpals.*
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I’ve fucked a lot of women in my life. Almost certainly more than is healthy. If I could only fuck one more it would be Sarah.
It was immediately tangible the moment we met. Whatever it is that causes sexual attraction — the hundreds of thousands of psychological, genetic, and cultural inputs, pheromones, fate, whatever — aligned, and kicked off an intense six month love affair. I didn’t get fired from my job during that period, so I must have gone to work. But if pressed, I don’t think I could describe a single thing from that stretch of time that doesn’t involve fucking Sarah.
There are a dozen stories I could tell about Sarah. But my favorite was fucking her in front of my friend Melissa.