My Dating Life The Fireman The Tie-Me-Up Guy 

When Was Your First Time … ? (Part Four: Heartbreak)

Yep, still carrying on with those firsts again. Carrying on from the kissing and sex stuff in Part One, and the first loves in Part Two, and my first great love in Part Three, I’m now moving on to heartbreak. Oh, the heartbreak!   MY FIRST HEARTBREAK I’ll never forget the first my heart broke over a boy, but it wasn’t actually a boy’s actions that caused the heartbreak … it was my own. It was nothing particularly big or spectacular, but I remember it plain as day, as though…

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Big Love My Dating Life The Hubby 

When Was Your First Time … ? (Part Three: Great Love)

I’m carrying on with my list of firsts again. (Soz if you’re bored.) Just in case you missed them, I discussed everything from kissing to anal and sexual awakenings in Part One, and falling in love for the first time (twice) in Part Two. In this one – Part Three – I want to talk about my first great love …   MY FIRST GREAT LOVE There are definitely differences between your first love and your first GREAT love. “Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can’t-live-without-each-other love,” as Carrie says in…

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My Dating Life Number 1: My First Boyf The Bad Memory The Tie-Me-Up Guy 

When Was Your First Time … ? (Part Two: Loves)

Following on from my list of firsts, I decided to talk about my first loves. Before I continue, I need to warn you that this post contains talk of the following: controlling partners, domestic violence, cheating.   MY FIRST LOVE I have problems choosing my first love. I thought I was in love with all of the boys I dated in my younger years, but looking back now, after the bigger and better love affairs I’ve had, I know it wasn’t love at all; it was infatuation. Young obsession. Teenage…

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My Dating Life Number 1: My First Boyf The Boy On Pills The Tie-Me-Up Guy 

When Was Your First Time…? (Part One)

There’s nothing like a good bit of reminiscing about past lovers when you’re experiencing a dry spell in the sex/love department. That’s what I did today, at work, talking about firsts. Those moments in life that change it forever. You know the ones I mean: the first kiss, first fuck, first sexually awakening moment, first heartbreak, yadda, yadda. I thought it might make for a good blog post. Plus, I’m in the mood to talk about it and reminisce some more, so I apologise in advance if this gets a…

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My Dating Life My Mr. Grey NSFW / Sex The Guy I Couldn't Get Rid Of True Tales 

I Said No to Sex?

I think I still have it bad for My Mr. Grey. I can’t get him out of my head, still. I had an invitation from The Guy I Couldn’t Get Rid Of to go and sit in his backyard and watch a meteor shower, which is an invitation I usually would say yes in a heartbeat too, but I couldn’t face going over there. I knew what it would mean if I did: we would sit in his garden and drink a beer, smoke a bit, start making out, and…

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My Dating Life My Mr. Grey 

Dear My Mr. Grey,

Following on from my two days of complete kinky fuckery, I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m a little bit in love with My Mr. Grey, AKA Number 27. And by a little bit, I actually mean a lot. Don’t get me wrong, this is a common emotion for me to have after one of our little rendezvous’, and it happens every couple of years or so. I’m familiar with it. But this time, it’s different. I’m actually pining. And it really sucks. Today was my first full day of…

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My Dating Life My Mr. Grey NSFW / Sex 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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My Dating Life NSFW / Sex 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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My Dating Life 

I Hate Being Single!

It’s official: I hate being single. I’m fed up with being single. I’m lonely, horny, and above all, I miss having someone to snuggle up to at night. I can’t work out what’s wrong with me right now. I had The Lapdog and I didn’t want him. I had The Guy I Couldn’t Get Rid Of and I didn’t want him. And now I want both of them, either of them, to come back. What the hell? I need a slap. I know I’m allowed to change my mind, but…

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Big Love My Dating Life 

He’s Buying a House?

I’m going to apologise in advance because this is inevitably going to be one long, man-hating rant of a blog post. I just need to have a good old rant. Is that okay? I need to talk about Big Love. Number 37 on The List. He’s the one I’m still pining for. The one that broke my heart into a thousand teeny-tiny pieces, that I haven’t yet recovered from, that I still stalk daily. It’s been six months since I left. Six months. Sometimes, it feels like it’s been so…

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