The Dateable Dork

Oh baby, did I have a fucking AWESOME night on Saturday night with New Year’s Lips.  Hands down, the most fun I’ve had in a very long time, even more fun than my recent birthday bash and the last time I hung out with NYL, both of which were pretty damn awesome.  There are so many things about this guy that drive me crazy, like the fact that he’s gorgeous, totally built, very rugged and manly, perfectly geeky in that cute sort of way, hilarious, and so much fun to be around.  Not to mention the fact that he’s absolutely insatiable in bed and can go on and on and on…. *drools*  It was a crazy sexy night.  DAMN, I had a good time with him.  : )

We wound up bar hopping for most of the night – grabbing a beer here, a glass of wine there, and finally winding up at a very crowded bar with a live band where we had this crazy, grinding, completely sensual hook-up/dance-fest in the middle of a packed dance floor.  It was probably the sexiest hour or two of my life.  Wow.  I was fairly drunk (thanks to all the beer and wine), and I just remember all the blurry flashing lights, and NYL grinding up against me, and me sticking my tongue down his throat and my hand down his pants, and him lifting up my dress in the middle of the crowd, and the amazing looks passed back and forth between us, and the deliciously dirty things whispered (or probably more like screamed, considering how loud it was in there) in my ear and in his.  The entire place was hot and sweaty and pulsating, and it was as if nothing else mattered except the beat of the music and the desire to blend my body and his into one big hot sweaty pulsating mass of sexual desire.  So fucking hot, I’m telling you.

At one point I said something like, “I fucking want you,” and his eyes lit up and we booked it out of there and back to his place where we had what can only be described as a unbelievable marathon of drunken awesomeness.  The sex was fantastic, and there was just so much of it.  This is one of the things I just love about this guy – he can go on forever, and he’s so fucking good.  Since we were both feeling kind of dirty, there was a lot of doggy style and screaming commands at each other and slapping each other around a bit.  Earlier in the night I was talking about how much I loved to be spanked, and he got really into it back at his place.  How awesome is that???  Not many guys are willing to do this, in my experience.  I just loved it. 

All through the night there was great chemistry between us, and I really had so much fun just hanging out and chatting with him, all the sex and grinding aside.  We talked about all sorts of stuff – work and family and all the things we’d love to do one day, but I admit that toward the end of the night the conversation got more and more sexual… which was great.  We had this amazing, completely open and honest conversation about kink and sex toys and nasty stuff we’ve tried (and have been meaning to try), and it just made me want him all that much more.  So hot, I’m telling you!

At one point we were sitting at a bar, drinking some great wine, talking about being aggressive during sex and taking control, and about how I like a guy to throw me up against the wall and tell me what to do.  So he looks at me with this completely serious face and says, “kiss me.”  I look around at all the people surrounding us, and look back at him, and he says it again – “kiss me.”  So I lean over and kiss him, and I swear it the most sensual, body-shaking kiss I’ve had in a while.  So amazingly sexy, right at the bar in front of everyone, with him telling me what to do and me obeying like the naughty girl that I am. 

At the end of the night, after all was said and done, things actually got kind of cute, and we had a bit of a pillow fight in his bed.  How cute.  We cuddled up and went to sleep, and I left in the morning.  What I like about these random nights with NYL is that he always insists that I spend the night, and we always fall asleep in each other’s arms.  It’s sweet, unlike the fuck-buddy sex that I used to have with David where I could barely get him to stay for 5 minutes after it was over.  NYL is a good guy, and I have fun with him, and that night on Saturday was just so sexy and such a great release from the stressful week leading up to it.

I know how I feel about NYL, and I know he doesn’t feel the same way, but I’ll take these once-in-a-while crazy nights over not seeing him at all.  I know that’s kind of sad, but I’m ok with it for now.  Hell, I’m moving in a few months, and I’m enjoying this while it lasts.  Plus, I’m enjoying this whole getting-laid thing, which has been notoriously absent in my life these days. 

For now, I’ve got a big smile on my face and I’m loving all the little flashes of memories from that night that somehow made their way through the alcohol-haze.  I swear, it’s nights like these that make me so glad that I’m single.  : )