Thursday, February 28, 2013

chinacat, regina

WOMEN 72-73
Chinacat
A deadhead i met online, she lived on Staten Island with her ten year-old son. She was a nurse and martial arts teacher. We shared a nice correspondence. We met a few times at my home in Jersey...did some outdoor stuff, listened to music...one evening we cuddled, and things got mildly sexual. But i backed away because of the distance (with two bodies of water to cross in not always the most timely fashion, getting to her might take over two hours), and because i wasn’t as into her as she was me.
Regina
A fun woman i met online, an ivy league actress. We agreed we must do MAN AND SUPERMAN someday. The night we met, we wandered around Manhattan. She was bi-racial, and had an incredible, smallish afro. I half-seriously joked that i would date her just for her hair. It was just startlingly, beautifully soft, i couldn't stop touching it. After a few hours, she said that she was feeling very sexual, and she could either go home to masturbate, or i could come with her. I told her i didn’t jump into sexual relationships, but at the very least i wanted to hold her while she took care of herself. Her apartment on the upper west side had a cool kittycat and a cool vibe. We talked awhile, then got ready for bed. She made a fun happy noise at the sight of me naked. She was a bit out of shape, but very cute. She became sexual, and took delight in disrobing as we held each other. She was almost apologetic, saying she hoped i didn’t mind her getting naked too. I told her of course i didn’t mind. We gave each other baby kisses, then she masturbated while i held and caressed her. I’d wanted to do that with a woman for a long time...i'd even thought that every sexual relationship should start that way. It was beautiful. We shared some more sexual cuddling in the morning. I felt that i might not end up being profoundly into her, but i was open to letting whatever unfold. However, that night was our last. We e-mailed for another week or two. She apologized for being a horndog our first night, and i happily assured her she had nothing to apologize for...but eventually i just stopped hearing from her. Inexplicably. Maybe i had morning breath.

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