Hello again my dears! I know I’ve been gone for a while, but god it’s good to be back. First, I lost my mojo and my desire to write after some bad stuff happened. Then, I was in the process of moving and setting myself up in my new place with Nix Nepenthe, which has been awesome. It is such the awesome to have a roommate I can talk to about all sorts of stuff, and who’s nice and kinky and normal like me. Also, Jacob the Cat is sweet to have around, even if he *did* leap up and attack my leg tonight for sitting on Nix’s bed.

I’ve been christening my new room.

To put it bluntly, this weekend I’ve been fucked out of my mind. I had a lovely evening with Sebastian, which I’ll be writing up, along with two previous evenings that were particularly intense.

This most recent time, I finally let him use some of his toys on me. He was horribly mean, but in a good way. I mean, his toys are *big*. Much bigger than anything I’ve ever used, or had in my ass before.

Good god. I finally figured out the best way to my g-spot. Apparently, you need to go through my ass. Go figure. :)

Not that I hadn’t found it before this, but damn. I was so thoroughly wrung out from the stimulation that I had to make him stop. I also had to stop because I’m about 99.9% sure I would have damn well squirted for the first time, and while that may be an admirable feat, utterly soaking my mattress at 4am was not appealing. I’m pretty sure after coming that much, I’m not going to be in the mood to change the linens.

We also cuddled and kissed, which is unusual for the two of us. But it was nice, and sweet, and amazingly intense. I do love that boy.

He keeps mentioning he might be going off the market, which makes me both happy and sad. Sebastian is my friend, and I love him and want him to be happy and taken care of. He deserves it. But on the other hand, I’m ridiculously, insanely attracted to him. I can’t help but want to jump his bones. At this point, we play *very* well together. He knows most of my buttons, and I know most of his.

There’s also the anal bond. In a way, I think Sebastian is like my first boyfriend. Jordin and I had an intense relationship of firsts, and Sebastian is the first boy who I truly had this anal bond with. It may sound silly, but it’s something really important to me. It goes beyond a physical, sexual thing. Ya’ll know how I feel about pegging, and anal. Beautiful. Transcendent. Awesome. For whatever reason, for me, it’s the most wonderful, intense thing I do with men. I truly treasure all my evenings with Sebastian, because they are, without a doubt, the most amazing mutual anal experiences I’ve had, to date.

Ah well, what can I do? Life will happen as it will, and I’ve always known that things will end, eventually, with Sebastian. But I’m still allowed to be a little selfish and want it to keep on.

Anyway.

I also brought home a new boy, a very sweet, very pretty blond. He is *so* my type, all pale, smooth and skinny…and he likes the anal, though we didn’t get to that yet. His scent is pleasing. And he managed to live one of my fantasies. Not in NYC, but still, that’s fucking hot.

This, my dear readers, marked the first time I got f’d in the v since my surgery.

Oh. My. God.

Not only was I all extra tight from having abstained from any vaginal sex of any kind, for a month, but when I unwrapped him, I was quite delighted. *Quite* delighted, if you know what I mean.

You always have to look out for those tall, pale skinny, pretty boys. I have yet to meet one who wasn’t…impressive.

The sex was hot and hard and sweet and new and sweaty, and when we were finished, he lay on top of me, shivering with aftershocks ever few moments. That made me smile, because that’s how *I* react after a really really intense orgasm.

I really hope I get together with this boy again. I rather like him, and I haven’t liked a new boy like this for a while.

When talking to Nix today, she mentioned that she had heard us come in, and get drinks, before she fell asleep. Our walls are rather thin. But that she woke up later to hear me yelling at my date, “Fuck me harder, come on, you can fuck harder than that!” etc. (I’m not always original during sex. So fucking sue me. I’m fucking, not writing prose.)

She laughed, and I heard her laugh from my room. “Oh Wendy” she said today “You’re sound like such a fucking top!”

I guess sometimes I do. :)