Growing up, depending on how you were raised, you are told somethings are wrong. Somethings and some people don’t fit the status quo of what is considered “normal”. But have you ever met anyone who lights a fire in your core that burns all the way through? Someone or a group of people who you have tried to avoid because you were terrified of what would happen if you went down that avenue? Well, I went down that avenue, and I crave it more than anything else.
It all started with a hookup that turned into something I can’t stop thinking of. I have never been a huge fan of the guy who have a 1970’s porn stash. But this guy had something about him. He was 37 and in the past that has been considered my lucky number and favorite age of a man. So I invited him over. When he arrived I was a little nervous. I thought it was going to be like any other hookup, come in get naked, fuck and then leave. This was not the case.
He came in and started having a normal conversation, which is not how this normally goes nine times out of ten. After talking for about 45 mins I was in shock. I was like okay so either this guy is not into me or he really loves to talk. So I asked, are you just wanting to chat or do you want to have a little fun? And that is when it all happened. I had seen all of his photos, I knew what I was getting myself into, but it’s when we got naked that things changed. I have learned from experience that sometimes the angle of a photo makes things look larger or smaller. In this case I was wondering if I would even be able to move forward or if I just needed to go for it.
But instead of running from the fear of what could happen, I went for it! I have had enough regrets in the past and loosing the opportunity. So we fucked. It was honestly mind blowing. I had never quite been with anyone like him and expected my body to react the way it did. Maybe its because I finally went for something that I had always wanted. Maybe it’s because I turned off that voice in the back head telling me what everyone has been telling me my entire life about what I like, that I never wanted to accept.
So I have a thing for the buff daddies with porn stashes. Throw a harness on him and some jeans and it’s on. All I know is I can’t quite get it off my mind or the craving to go away.