The Sport of Pegging

Last week I went into the city to meet a new acquaintance. C came across me on a pegging thread on an adult forum, messaging me to see if we could chat. Normally I don't chat away from the forum's private messaging because let's face it, giving out one's instant chat information can lead to unwanted stalking. Usually when approached by men on the forum, most are just interested in trying to hook up, looking for that first time. Others are looking for advice on how to get their wives/girlfriends interested in strap on sex. C was a bit different than the others in that he was not only polite and intelligent but also quite capable of discussing other topics. Plus he has pegging experience! He is in the same boat as many other folks though in that he is looking for that special person. It definitely isn't the easiest activity to find a willing partner to assist with. I did not sense from our conversations that he was necessarily looking for a hookup so I agreed since I do enjoy an intelligent discussion on one of my favorite topics.

We have chatted periodically over the last couple months, comparing experiences and feelings on sex, relationships and every day things. When he told me he was coming through Seattle on business and invited me to get together for coffee and/or lunch, I agreed. It is nice to put a face to a name and I enjoy meeting folks - get me out of the house! Of course he did inquire if I would be interested in coming into the city early and "waking" him up with my strap on. I had to chuckle because I kind of expected it - after all, it doesn't hurt to ask eh? I politely declined, waiting to see if suddenly he would change his mind about getting together. To my delight he didn't.

I explained that I can't establish the intimacy I need to get my cock hard with a stranger. Ironically me and my cock have become less of a slut with age. But more importantly is that I am really happy and satisfied with D. There is no way I would let my cock lead me astray unless he gave the okay or was involved. We have spoken about this and we clearly have certain criteria and body types that neither of us can get past. We both enjoy slender/athletic builds and neither one of us enjoy facial/body hair. I know for me, personally, my tastes exclude that type because of my abuse history. I know when my second husband gained weight and grew facial hair, I ended up having major flashbacks and had to deal with that. This is just one of those things that although I have done tons of therapy around, it still has shaped my preferences in male partners. I can be attracted to a person because of their personality and who they are as a person, regardless of size. But for me to actually ACT on or pursue that attraction, I have to feel something physically - there has to be that sexual charge there.

We met and had coffee followed by a great Thai lunch. We sat there and talked about his travels (which I am envious since I haven't traveled off this continent whereas he has spent a fair amount of time in Europe), soccer (he coaches and I have in the past), and of course pegging. He was excited that he was going to meet a new lady friend when he hit the east coast - one that sounded intrigued and open to exploring strap on sex. We only had a couple hours to visit before he had to get to the airport so we said our goodbyes. He asked for a kiss goodbye. I know I blushed but I gave him a simple kiss and wished him luck on his upcoming weekend adventures. I know that he really wants to find someone more locally to play with. He said he wished he could clone me because ultimately he is looking for a partner, one that would allow him to be comfortable with that feminine part and have pegging be part of their normal "routine".

I am reminded just how damn lucky I am with D and I really hope that C is able to find that in his life.

Sunday Afternoon

Rachel Yamagata moment - nothing like surfing for more music. I blame the tattoo artists last night. Spent several hours getting ink and listening to someone else's music. Fell in love with The Mars Volta (which is the opposite edge of the spectrum of Rachel but hey, wtf!). All about the words eh? My new sleeve looks like a talented artistic kid got a hold of a black sharpie(will post pics later, ie when not red, swollen and bruised). It clearly is going to be very sweet looking down the line (ie 10 hours of work estimated) but for now it shall drive my family over the edge come holiday time. Clearly I need t find more dollars for work!