Dating One Ball 

Crushin’

It’s been an interesting weekend, peeps. The crush with One Ball’s best friend that I talked about in my previous post? Yep, it’s grown in intensity. I’ve started imagining his face when I’m fucking myself with a toy at night. Worse than that: I’ve started imagining his face when I’m fucking One Ball. That’s bad, right? Like … really, really bad. I’m not doing it deliberately. It’s happening by accident, and it’s taking everything in me not to call my boyfriend by his best friend’s name. But it seemed to…

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Dating One Ball 

Advice, Please?

Right, peeps, I need your help. I feel like I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place. I don’t know what to do about One Ball and I. Should we break up? Should I just do it and be done with it? Or is he a good guy that deserves a bit more time? And before you answer that question, I have something to tell you that’ll complicate things even further … I’m starting to crush on his best friend. (As if the My Mr. Grey stuff wasn’t complication…

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Dating Mental Health One Ball 

Impending Boom

Something’s wrong. I don’t know what it is, but something is definitely wrong. I feel out of sorts. Not quite right. Irritated and restless. It’s driving me potty. I’ve thought a lot about self-harming recently, but I’ve not actually done it. Not in a grab-the-razor-and-cut way, anyway. But a few mornings ago, when my hair wouldn’t go right, I scratched the tops of my arms so hard that I drew blood. I didn’t mean to, it’s just a … thing. Almost like I don’t know I’m doing it until after…

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Dating My Mr. Grey One Ball 

Paranoid Prick

You want to know whether or not I fucked My Mr. Grey on his visit down to my end of the country, don’t you? Don’t worry, I’m not going to beat around the bush. I’ll get to the point: I didn’t do it. I didn’t fuck My Mr. Grey. And although it was the right decision – the moral one – I’m not happy about it at all. Nope. Not at all. One Ball is a good man. We’ve had our ups and downs, yes, but he’s been a very…

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Dating My Mr. Grey One Ball 

I Want to Fuck My Mr. Grey

I did a really stupid thing: I text My Mr. Grey. I don’t really know why I did it. I think I was just overthinking the shitty second week One Ball and I had together, overanalysing all the little flaws I can see starting to appear in our relationship. He’s quite immature and boyish at times, and he really can’t make a decision to save his life, and there are lots of other little things that are making me think perhaps he’s just not the right kind of guy for…

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Dating One Ball 

Breathe a Sigh of Relief … ?

One Ball has been driving me mad. Don’t worry, we’re not breaking up or anything like that. He was staying at mine and one week magically turned into two weeks and by the time he left I was on the verge of throwing in the towel and kicking him to the curb for good. And despite telling me he’d be spending some time with family and friends and whatever while he was here, he actually only spent two days and one night with them. He was at mine for the…

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Dating One Ball Sex True Tales 

The Art of Blowjobs: The Bikini Wax That Got Me There!

So, do you remember me telling you about my little problem with One Ball? I couldn’t make him cum in my mouth, that was the problem. It wasn’t anything big or super problematic or anything, but it was a big deal to me. Well, it’s not so much of a big deal anymore … ? I’ll start at the beginning. I had my first ever bikini wax, peeps. That first rip of the strip from my poor vagina hurt more than I ever could describe to you, and then there’s…

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Dating Fiction (ish) One Ball Sex True Tales 

The Art of Blowjobs: A Plan

Following on from The Art of Blowjobs. I have a plan. One more serious attempt before I give up and accept the fact that my mouth is never going to make One Ball cum. I have an outfit that I know he’s going to love. And by love I mean, *fucking* love. A black sweater dress, figure-hugging, with heeled boots that sit just over my knee. They’d probably be knee-high on anyone else, but I’ve got short little legs that make knee-high boots actually sit just above the knee. Like,…

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Dating One Ball Sex True Tales 

The Art of Blowjobs

I have a very serious predicament, people. It’s a predicament that’s making me more frustrated than it should, but I’ve already tried to overlook it and ignore it and doing all of that just hasn’t worked. I can’t make One Ball cum in my mouth by giving him head. I’ve been trying for months, everything I/we could possibly think to try but still, nothing has worked. Nothing at all. And now it feels like it might be time for me to give up trying … at least for now. And…

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Dating One Ball 

The Tug-of-War.

I’m pulling away from One Ball. There, I said it. I’m creating drama for the sake of creating drama because there is nothing dramatic going on in my life and I don’t know why I’m doing that. But I am. Everything was going so bright and breezy. There wasn’t any fighting, we were getting along just fine, everything was fine … and I got bored. I fucked things up. We spent another awesome set of days together, laughing and watching movies and doing other things that regular couples do when…

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