*The Ex*

Okay so to continue on my next “sex-capade” was with my ex. Sigh I know not the smartest thing to do exactly but it happened. My ex and me collided when I dropped off my 3 year old to him for the weekend. We started talking and he knew I was frustrated with my life at that point....He invited me to dinner and I went. We ate,we flirted and then we fucked.

It was just as disappointing as I remembered and afterwards I couldn't for the life of me figure why I wasted 4 years of my life on this guy. 4 of my best years on him.....oh well...I got my son out of it which is the best thing in my life. I got dressed while he was begging me to stay...that we should get back together...have our family.....I left, for the last time.

I went home, called up “Nate” and told him I had another itch he needed to scratch. Did I feel guilty he was out with his girlfriend and her family?? Not one bit. He told them he had a work emergency (he's a cop) and came over and cuffed me to the bed while he fucked my brains out......After I had a long cock worshipping session as soon as he walked through the door.

So “Nate” and I agreed that if I have an itch he'll scratch it until I find someone else that can do it. The agreement worked for us. For awhile, at least. More to come on him later....

And let me just get this off of my chest....I have received a few not so nice emails...stating I'm a slut, what kind of mother am I, what kind of example am I setting? Let me make this very veryyyy clear...I am a mother first and foremost, I go out on the weekends or days that I do not have my son. I am 22, I am not old and I am not willing to give up my life JUST because I am a mother. I go to school full time, work full time, own my own online company AND am a mom and a damn good one at that. The “example” that I am setting for my son is that no matter what life hands you, YOU make your own way, not anyone else. As for me being a slut, yeah I have my moments...but if I was guy writing this blog I would have congrats and pats on the back for “scoring” so many girls. Well guess what, If I truly cared what anyone thought of me, I wouldn't be here today because I've heard MUCH MUCH worse from people that actually mattered to me at one point.

Now to all my followers, and those who have sent me encouraging emails, I just want to say thanks. And that there will be more to cum. :)

Good to be back....

Wow...I can't believe I haven't posted in over a year...Time flies when your life is full of craziness I guess....The good news is I am back on track and have figured out the only one that can kick my ass into getting my life into gear is Moi!! I have been going to the gym and working out twice a day with a trainer...I'm back in school and on my way towards my degree...My online business has been doing really well...and after the first of the year I may be moving and buying a house. But I know your big question is....Have I found “him”? No I have not, but not for lack of trying I assure you.

After “Josh” came “Nate”. Now “Nate” is 7 years older then me, about 6'4, not bulky but solid muscle, and is a pure homegrown white boy. I've known him since I was younger....he's a family friend and he's always made me drool and my panties damp. We've fooled around some drunken nights but nothing serious...until he found me on Facebook. I have my modeling pictures up, and the ones posted show promise of much much better pictures elsewhere. He saw I wasn't a little girl anymore, said we should hook up sometime, and we did. His cock was huge although I didn't expect anything else. We fucked on his girlfriends brand new very expensive Italian leather couches...haha I'm such a dirty little slut but she's an uptight bitch anyway. He did all the right things...took charge...fucked me senseless...ate my pussy till I came all over that Italian leather...but “it” just wasn't there. After it was over, I got dressed, thanked him and left. I think I've been the first female to surprise him like that. He later told me he thought I was gonna do the whole awkward after sex thing, or declare me love for him. He said it was amazing sex but it just wasn't there and we both knew it. Besides he had a girlfriend/fiance/whatever and no way would I end that. I may hate her but I don't want him forever. I just needed an itch scratched, and he did that, for a moment at least.

Then the afterglow faded, and I was left wanting. Wanting something more fulfilling, and hoping I may eventually find it. Sooner, rather then later, would be appreciated. But I have learned that patience is indeed a virtue.

I'm back and here to stay...I will be updating regularly as I have missed quite a lot :)