One Ball True Tales 

I Want to Play a Game: Fucking politics

One Ball and I are playing a game, keeping our sex life nice n’ spicy, if you like. Not that we need that, obviously. We’ve only been dating a couple of months, so it’s not like our sex life has run stale, or anything like that. But he likes games and I like games and one of us had an idea that we should play a game … so, we’re playing it. We each have written down ten things. Sexual things. Things that we want to do, haven’t done before,…

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One Ball True Tales 

A Naughty Weekend, The L-Word & Running into a Bathroom Door

Sooooooo, after a bit of huffing and puffing, I finally made it on my naughty weekend away to see One Ball. It was a bit touch and go at first. I was up-and-down about the idea of going because I’ve been a bit emotional recently, especially with my period looming. Thankfully, I managed to keep it at bay for long enough to attempt my kinky weekend away. But that’s pretty much where the good shit ended. I tried to find a bikini wax EVERYWHERE. Nowhere had appointments. I was so…

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One Ball True Tales 

The Kid Factor…

Friday’s breakup film went out of the window. Firstly, I was pissed off. Secondly, I went to a concert and had a rocking time instead. Why was I pissed off? Well, One Ball and I had plans this weekend. We were going to hang out on Saturday night, and because I had the entire day off work, we were going to have a picnic on Sunday, weather permitting. If the picnic was called off because of bad weather, we were going to spend the day together doing something else instead,…

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Dating One Ball True Tales 

Just Sex

Today I decided on another breakup film. I’m slowly working my way through the list I should have gone through when Big Love and I first broke up. This is where we’re at: Sunday – 500 Days of Summer [How Long Does It Take to Get over Someone?] Monday – The Holiday Tuesday – Closer Why am I doing this? Because I can. Because I have to. Because I’m driving myself crazy with my pathetic obsession with Big Love and our big breakup, and I am determined to get him…

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Big Love True Tales 

The Perfect Penis – Is Size Important?

“What’s your idea of the perfect penis?”  It’s a great question, right? A question I was recently asked in real life, but I answered it much more diplomatically than I’m about to answer here. My IRL answer was something along the lines of: “Oh, you know, size isn’t important. I just like a regular penis, mostly.”  But now I’m about to give you my HONEST answer. I hope you’re sitting comfortably … In my opinion, Big Love had the most perfect penis. He was my first ever circumcised penis, and…

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True Tales 

Comparing Lovers…?

I came across an interesting post by Life of a Lover Girl [no longer available] that discussed the idea of comparing lovers. Do we do it? All of us? Do you? Or do you try not to? I think the answer is, yes. Deep down, I think we’re all comparing our lovers. The ones in our past, the ones in our present, and the ones that might come up in our future. I’m terrible for it while I’m going through a breakup. I will compare every new lover I have…

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One Ball True Tales 

Adding Another To The List

I need to add another one to the list of people I’ve slept with. Yes, that’s right, I finally fucked One Ball … and it was fabulous! Our little dalliance started with a message on an online dating website, then we met for a quick lunch, then we went for a hot chocolate or two, and then we shared our first kiss, which was just perfect, then I decided it was time to take things further so invited him to mine to watch a movie. The movie was Ted. We…

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My Mr. Grey True Tales 

Warning! Explicit Content!

I’ve had two days off work. Do you want to know what I have done for those two days? Let me let you in on my dirty little secret: I have fucked, drank wine, ate dinner, laughed, walked, talked, fucked, fucked some more, and fucked a little bit more again. In short, the last two days of my life have been spent between the sheets, or rather, on top of them; and although I’m more than a little sore right now, I have this kind of after-sex glow and a…

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The Guy I Couldn't Get Rid Of True Tales 

I Did a Bad, Bad Thing

Okay, so, last night I made a dumb decision. I decided to meet The Guy I Couldn’t Get Rid Of for a drink, taking the Bestie along with me, in a bar that I used to work in that would be filled with people I knew. You’d think that would be protection enough against any bad decisions, but no, my vagina had other ideas. I think it might have been the copious bottles of Budweiser that did it. I can’t remember how many I had, but I know that I…

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