Troy and I have mostly done nothing except fuck. Not that it's completely bad but before tonight the only thing we had really done together outside of bed was eating breakfast together at a Denny's.

I didn't say anything but he seemed to know I wanted to do something more. We had our first real date, nothing super romantic nothing too special but it was special in all the right ways.

He took me out for dinner, a nice restaurant but not too fancy. Some place I could felt comfortable with. It was actually one of the best dates I had in a while and I'm not sure I can really put into words why it was so good. I just had a lot of fun, did a lot of laughing.

The only problem was that I about halfway through the meal I started to get really horny. All I could think about was sex, laying down on the table and having him push up my skirt and take me.

Somehow I manage to control myself. Somehow. He didn't even seem to notice, he got into his car and was about to drive away when I suggested he wait a little. For some reasons I forgot temporally how uncomfortable car sex can be. Maybe, I did remember but didn't care. I climbed on top him, pushed the back of seat down and started to kiss him. He managed to unzip his pants enough for his cock to come out. Somehow, my thong was pushed out of the way just enough for him.

It definitely wasn't the best sex, in fact I think I have bruises and cramps on my legs and back but I don't care. It was intense. The temperature in the car started to rise. We started to sweat. He took off my top then my bra and I didn't even care we were in a parking lot. It was kind of late at night but there were still people inside the restaurant.

It wasn't until he came that I decided what we were doing was a bad idea. Or at least the location was.

Time flies when you're having fun. Went out with some of the girls from work last night. Nothing too wild, nothing too crazy. We just started to talk a lot of trash about other people at work once we started feeling drunk. A lot of fun. I met a really nice guy, but nothing came out of it. I didn't even give him my number. It was kind of awkward.

I got home around one and planned on going to sleep. Instead of my bed I found my computer. Of course Troy was online. Of course I told him I would come over. I warned him that I just wanted to sleep together, him holding me but of course a lot more happened. When I got there, we did get into bed but I demanded we sleep naked. For some reasons when I'm in bed with a naked man I tend not to sleep.

It started with a quick kiss. I couldn't keep my lips off of him. The peck became a full blown kiss, that we both couldn't break free of, even if we wanted to. The kissing led to me climbing on top of him. I couldn't help myself but to push his dick inside of me. It felt so good. I love being on top, being able to control everything. Riding him until he cums.

That's when we finally fell asleep, me on top of him, him still inside of me.

I slept alone last night. Most likely I'm going to sleep alone tonight. But I'm okay with that. For the first time in a while I sleep really well last night. It turns out all I need was some breath taking, sweaty, nasty, naughty, casual sex.

There's only one drawback. I have feelings for Troy. I guess I've always had some feelings but they became stronger since our first night together. I could see this going someplace serious if it wasn't for another woman. His exwife. They're divorced, they rarely see each other and it's been a year but he told me he's still not over her. He warned me before our first time together. Of course I wasn't thinking straight at that point. He told me while his lips were wrapped around mine and his fingers closing in on my pussy.

So that leaves me in this never never land. I could've gotten a number today, from a cute guy but I really wasn't at all interested.

It's been a while since, I've had good sex two nights in a row. I can actually say I went to bed satisifed last night. The only thing that wasn't satisfying was my sleep. I woke up at least a dozen times last night. I'd atually forgot what it's like to share a bed. However, the lack of sleep really didn't ruin my night.

A little after midnight Troy came over. There was no small talk or anything like that. We got right down to business. It helped that I answer the door in just a bra and thong.

His tongue did the exploring my whole body again but this time he avoided my pussy. He left my thong on and licked me all around them. It was driving me wild. It made me really wet, making a damp stain on my panties. Which he smelled.

I had to force him between my legs. He performed magic again. I wouldn't mind if he did that every night.

He brought me to an orgasm again then was about to climb on top of me when I climbed on top of him. This time he didn't stop me from going down on him. I didn't tease him, I just did what I do best.

However, I couldn't make him cum. I guess most guys cum in less than five minutes when they're sober. Troy wasn't even close at ten minutes. I'm doing my best to make him, going as fast as I can.

I realized I'd have to try something different. I climbed on top of him and rode him. I like being on top, I get to control the pace, the angle etc. The pace was as fast as I could go. At least ten more minutes pass before he starts to grunt. That's when he pushed me off and pushed me down on to the bed. He fucked me as hard as he could. A minute later he exploded.

He collapsed on to me. We were both breathing heavy and sweating. I fell asleep a few minutes later.

Well it's Saturday night and I'm not going out. But that's ok. I'm kind of glad that I'm not going out. I'm actually in a really good mood.

Why you ask? Why do you think? Molly definitely got laid last night. You can tell, I'm in a good mood when I start talking about myself in the third person.

Troy is another guy I've know for a while. I met him online when I first moved to Chicago. We chatted a lot online. We talked on the phone for hours. But it never really went anywhere. There were a lot of things going against us. He's a little older. I had a boyfriend that even though we were fighting all the time and miserable I couldn't cheat on him.

Troy and I went to a coffee shop one time. When we were leaving we had a chance to kiss but because of my boyfriend I backed out. I've regretted it.

Then Thursday night he was online. I haven't seen him online for literally a year. We chatted for an hour but we both had to wake up in the morning so we cut things short.

Friday night he was online again. I was enjoying our chat but kind of realized if I didn't make a move nothing was going to happen. Or at least nothing was going to happen soon enough for me.

So I typed, "Can I cum over?"

There was a pause of a few minutes then he asked why.

"So we can have sex." I don't think I could've been that forward if we were talking instead of typing.

Three seconds later he responded, "Do you still know where I live?"

Thirty minutes later I was sitting on his couch. I was nervous but so was he. It was kind of awkward at first. Our first kiss didn't feel right to me but that didn't stop me from taking of my clothes.

I started to kiss his stomach and undid his jeans. His cock popped out and I was about give him head when he stopped me.

Instead he went down on me. It was magic. Mind blowing and all those other cliches. I couldn't believe what was going on. In just a few minutes, his fingers and and tongue made me orgasm. I was left breathless.

But it was far from over. He led me to his bedroom. I fell on to his bed. He took of his clothes then climbed on top of me. We kissed, then he started to lick all of me. Literally from head to toe, from my forehead to my feet. His tongue found my clit again and went to work. I started to come close to my second orgasm and that's when finally entered me. He filled me and I was in heaven. Slowly at first, building up the pace until the bed started to shake he was fucking me so hard. I started to shake. I couldn't even speak. All I could do was moan. He lasted for what seemed forever. But the good kind of forever. Then with a few dozen wild and out control thrust he came.

We fucked once more then fell asleep. Luckily, I woke up a few hours later because I had to work early this morning. Have to love retail hours. When I woke his arms were still wrapped around me. I wanted to do it again but when he stirred I just kissed him softly on the lips and promised to see him again soon.

Well, it's almost soon. He should be here anytime.

So, yeah. Jared never called but I did make a booty call last night. Or at least the call part of it.

I called up a guy named Brian. I met him a while ago. We've talked a few times but it never went anywhere. He's real cute, real smart but he's a player. And no I'm not talking about the baseball kind.

He was surprised to hear from me. Most of the time I'm casual about a booty call. I'll work around the subject. I'll ask if he wants to come over for a movie. This time I was direct and to the point. I told him I was horny, needed to be fucked and that he should come right over. I ended up embarrassing myself. It turns out I can't even do a booty call right. It turns out he has a girlfriend now. He was at her house and really couldn't get away right then. He offered to come over later. I almost told him that would work. Instead, I hung up the phone.

Tonight, I'm horny but not that horny. My fingers will have to do the work.

I thought for sure Jared, the guy from the club Saturday night would've called by now. Of course, I didn't get his number, I just gave him mine. I figured he would call me. I guess I thought wrong. Maybe he wasn't interested after all.

I thought we had something. The way he kissed me, the way he held me seemed different. Maybe, I should've slept with him. If he wasn't going to call me at least I could've gotten some sexual satisfaction out of it.

I'm so fucking horny. So fucking horny. I think about sex a lot, almost as much as a guy but today was worse than usual. I couldn't wait to get home. Of course traffic was worse than usual. When I finally got home, all I said to my roommate was that I was going to take a nap. Two seconds after my door was shut, my clothes were on the floor. I didn't care if they got wrinkled. My fingers felt so good but it wasn't enough. I tried to bring myself to orgasm but it didn't work. I came close to an orgasm but for some reason I couldn't go all the way. It was enough to satisfy me for the moment.

Four hours later, I'm ready for more. Maybe my fingers. Maybe a booty call. I promised myself no more booty calls. Sex with friends never works. Someone always gets hurt and it's usually me. But at this point I don't care. I may explode. That's a little bit extreme but see what happens when I don't get an important phone call. I hope he knows what he's missing.

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Last night turned out to be worthwhile after all. I only had a couple drinks, and I really wasn't having any fun. I was about to leave when I spotted a guy checking me out from across the club. Me being shy (believe it or not) I looked away. I looked again a few minutes later, he wasn't looking at me and I was about to leave and spotted him checking me out again. I smiled, he winked. I expected him to come over. I waited five minutes and he was still talking to his friends. I waited what seemed like forever (another five minutes) until he finally left his group. I followed him to the bathrooms. I waited until he came out a few minutes later. I'm usually not that bold. Or stalker like.

He was a little surprised to see me waiting outside the men's bathroom. I was actually nervous as I introduced myself. He was a lot hotter up close then I expected him to be. I think he might have been a little nervous too. Maybe.

But after only a little small talk, I started to feel comfortable with him. He bought me a drink and told me his life story. He recently broke up with his girlfriend of two years. But he didn't seem psycho or depressed about it. He has a good job, 9-5 though. If this happens to go anywhere that could be a problem.

We talked until his friends finally came and found him. They were worried he had gotten lost in the bathroom. He introduced me to them and they were all pretty friendly.

Before I knew it, it was last call. He walked me to my friends then out to my car. We held hands, then at my car, he held me. We kissed and for a moment I thought about going home with him. I'm fucking horny but I decided I wanted this to go somewhere. Maybe, it wouldn't have just been a one night stand but for some reason he seems special.

Just checking in to let everyone know I'm still alive. Went clubbing last night and even had some. A little bit too much fun. Drank a little too much but luckily before I made a fool of myself, I met a cute guy. Will I ever talk to him again? Probably not but it was a little confidence booster I needed.

Going out again tonight. Maybe something interesting will happen.

Didn't mean to cause any drama. Just thought that link was interesting whatever...I haven't had five in a night. I'm still looking for a guy that can perform like that. I already have Netflix, it does solve part of my boredom but it doesn't help me orgasm. At least not directly.

Okay, now I've sen everything. I'm surfing the net again tonight. Why? Because I'm bored and have nothing better do.

I'm searching thru sex sites for more sex tips and I come across this site Heavenly Orgasm

It's a site that "teaches" men how to have multiple orgasms so that they can satisfy their lovers.

First off, multiple orgasms are suppose to be for me and my girls. The guys get to cum everytime. It's not fair that they can have multiple orgasms. Anyways, the site says it teaches men that with multiple orgsams they don't have to stop after their first orgasm so they can keep going to pleasure their women.

Anyways, if I ever find a lover again...I'm going to make him take the free course half as a joke half to see if it really works.

Any men that sign up for that site, let me know if it works. I'll let you practice on me. Ok, maybe I won't unless it's really good.

Nothing of note has happened today. I'm kind of bored. Replace kind of bored with very bored. I spent most of this evening after work wandering around the internet. Found a couple interesting sites on sex positions. Even learned a new sex position. All I need now is someone to have sex with.

Car Sex Positions
I've done the first two. The other two don't look that comfortable but I'm willing to try anything once.
I've had sex on top of car hoods a few times, I was always worried about denting or scratching the hood. The guys never seemed to care. How odd, when they loved their cars so much.

The Six Best Sex Positions
I've done all of these except the amazing butterfly. I've seen it in porn videos but never tried it myself. I'll think about.

Maybe it shouldn't surprise me that Paris Hilton got engaged. Maybe it's just a publicity stunt. But I always pictured her as one to never settle down.

Kind of like me. I may not be rich. I may not be out partying all night. I may not be in home porn videos spread around the internet (at least not that I know about) but I kind of thought I had one thing in common with Paris. When she allegedly ended her friendship with Nicole Richie because Nicole got engaged deep inside I agreed with Paris.

I'm tired of all my friends getting married, engaged or even finding that special someone. They all settle down, they stop going out and they stop calling.

Maybe I'm just jealous.