In the summer, the stream of alibis reduces to a mere trickle. A precious resource, it is necessary to use them wisely. But what does that mean?
If I were a conquest maven, it would suggest that alibis be saved for new encounters. But I am uninterested in notches on the bedpost, and the new is also the unpredictable and the unreliable. I therefore use my few alibis on D and F, who are familiar, consistent, reliable.
But not too familiar, or consistent. Both D and F have a sexual depth that it takes time to plumb. D, in particular, is remarkable - just today I was with her (alibi = yoga) for a little under three hours, not in the best of circumstances. Yet she managed to amaze me again, marching through a series of orgasms while on top, riding my cock. I am sure she has never done anything quite like that before, not even when stoned. And today she, like me, was not stoned, but stone-cold sober.
D spent many years in a sexless marriage. She had a brief fling, with a trombone player, and then met me. I have been the lucky beneficiary of her sexual awakening, or at least the major part of it, and that has been an extraordinary honour. Over the course of a year-and-a-half, D has discovered or rediscovered her joy in her own body as well as her confidence in her ability and desirability. An alibi used on her is well used.
Addendum: Today I had a decent alibi for the entire afternoon and early evening, and so I saw both F and D.
F: we began, somewhat unusually, with her on top. F is by far the best fuck I know in that position. Over the course of more than an hour-and-a-half we rang the changes on fucking, finger-fucking, oral. Eventually F gave me a handjob while I stuck a finger up my ass, and then we swapped roles, with me jerking off while she probed for my prostrate, triggering an orgasm that produced a very large load of ejaculate.
D: we were in my office. Fucking on the floor, me on top. D then sat on my face. Then more fucking, but I went rather limp. So D then lay back on the desk and I sat in the desk-chair and ate her out. By the time that she had finished coming I was very hard and so fucked her for a good while, at one point helping her to come again by fingering her clit. Then I ate her out again on the desk, and then she knelt on the floor and game me a blowjob. That petered out and we chatted and then lay down on the carpet and fucked. She was extremely wet, and so I stuck a finger in her ass, and then, using her cunt-juice as lubricant, my cock. After a little while I came deep in her ass, with several distinct, delightful spasms. Coming in D's ass is always good, but this was especially enjoyable.
After that, D sat on my face again, as she wanted another orgasm. And then we washed up, and went for a drink.
When alibis are scarce, it is good to make the most of them.
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ReplyDeleteNot that it's important,but you've misused the word "maven." It means "expert" not "afficianado." You could be an expert at conquest without being particularly interested in it for its own sake. One does not imply the other. But not to worry, no one expects Brits to be able to use Yiddish correctly anyhow.
ReplyDeleteI stand corrected. You should run a spell-check on "afficianado" though - I have a feeling that is incorrect. And I am not a 'Brit', whatever that might be. No more than you are a Yid.
ReplyDelete"Yid" is certainly used derogatorily sometimes, though not being derogatory in origin. "Brit" is surely derogatory in origin, though now often used in a way that is not derogatory.
ReplyDeleteThe Parsippany/New Jersey distinction is not analogous, as hailing from Parsippany is not a national identity, nor is being from New Jersey. Neither is being 'British' - whatever that would mean - or being from the UK. Citizens of the United Kingdom who live in Northern Ireland, for example, are not British at all, as Ireland is not part of Britain. Neither are the Hebrides, though they are part of Great Britain.
You never answered the question about the particular source of your objection to the term "Brit." Anyway, my comment was that no one expects a transplant to the U.S from some God-forsaken place where they spell "favor" as "favour" (which is likely just as bad as being from Parsippany) to have necessarily mastered Yiddish idiom, regardless of how humorless or pedantic he is. But who the fuck cares where you're from when your fat cockhead is buried in hot, dripping cooze? That's all it's about, Bro, right?
ReplyDeleteI am not familiar with the term 'cooze'. It too sounds somewhat derogatory. I am happy to plead guilty to the charges of being humourless and pedantic. Perhaps this correspondence is at an end?
ReplyDeleteSomeone so literal-minded should know better than to answer a question with a question. "Cooze" is no more derogatory than "cunt." But no offense intended, and best of luck to you, whoever or whatever you are or turn out to be in the end.
ReplyDeleteYou've used your girl's full name here. Did you mean to?
ReplyDeleteThanks, Candy, for pointing that out. I don't think of women I fuck as letters, and dislike using them even in the blog. But false names would seem even weirder.
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