As my sister and I had planned before, the Mexico yacht vacation got canceled. Her friend bought her a ticket and so did mine so we could not let our tickets go to waste. I asked her if she wanted to come with me, but there were some technical difficulties. My friend from Mexico, asked me if instead of wasting the ticket, I would like to come to Mexico City for the weekend and party and just have fun. Of course, my instant answer was SIIII!!!!
My friend changed my ticket's destination and dates for an additional $400. Added to the first $800 ticket, my weekend in Mexico was already quite expensive on his behalf.
Thursday
Woke up early in the morning, anxious about my flight there. I had not seen the guy in over a month as well, and this was not supposed to be a trip I was going to make by myself. I had no romantic feelings for this guy what-so-ever, and I needed my sister with me for the sake of getting bored. All that I knew about the guy is that he is a funny, down to earth guy that is also super rich, good looking and charming. OK. Good.
1:00 PM I arrive to Mexico City. Excited and restless, I start to look forward to my vacation and as always, make the best of it.
2:00 PM I wait for my friend to pick me up, and am not quite sure what to expect. Within minutes, he pulls up in a big and black Cadillac Escalade. Two guys step out of the car to assist me with my baggage. I soon learn that they are his bodyguards and all the cars they own are bulletproof. Nice. Riding in bulletproof cars accompanied by bodyguards, my type of life.
4:00 PM As soon as we arrived at his apartment, I was also uncertain of what to expect. I knew he had many cars and countless luxury watches, but didn't know what his place would look like. He had no keys to get in his place. The door took his fingerprint. As soon as I stepped in my mouth dropped. It was one of the biggest, nicest, most luxurious apartments I have ever seen in my life. As he shows me around his place, I find countless enormous bottles of collectible liquors, various famous paintings, billiard's table, bars all over the place, arcade games and everything else you could imagine. I guessed he would never get bored in his place. His family owns several companies, producing agricultural products, drinks, sodas, alcohol, and many more. He also owns a restaurant and the largest producer of jalapeno peppers in the world. Interesting variety. He takes me to the guest bedroom which I was happy to have, because I had no intention on sleeping with the guy.
6:00 PM we go to a rooftop amazing restaurant in the middle of the city, where I instantly fall in love with Mexico. We talk and talk and talk some more and then I become very tired and decide I need to sleep before we go out to catch up on my energy.
9:00 PM Back home, took a long nice nap then I am awakened by him. :)
11:00 PM I wake up and get ready. With a different bodyguard and car (He has 18 bulletproof cars and several bodyguards) we go pick up his cousin who also lives in a palace right next to the richest man in the world, Carlos Slim. After picking her up we go meet his best friend who is also one of the richest people in the world at his restaurant. There we sing karaoke and drink countless palomas which have become my favorite drinks!!! At this time, I am feeling great with the guy and love all his friends and his personality, this is the beginning of a good relationship. \
1:00 AM we arrive at the nicest club in Mexico City where my friend knows everybody. There I meet more amazing friends and share my first kiss with my guy. Not bad :) After partying all night long I step out of the club waiting for our bodyguard and car to arrive. Outside of the club are all the rich young Mexican's bodyguards waiting for them and chatting.
5:00 AM We arrive at his place and change in my pajamas, when I decide I will sleep with him. I still had no intention on having sex with him, but after such a great day I wanted to cuddle and talk before falling asleep.
FRIDAY
9:00 AM Every phone in his room starts ringing, and I swear there were at least 8 phones in there hidden in every corner. After we ignore all the alarms and phone calls, we start to hear screaming and beating on the doors. I find out his sisters are here with their friends to watch the game. We weren't even going to wake up for the game or watch it but since this chaotic morning, we decided to go to his best friend's restaurant to watch the game.
10:00 AM we arrive at the restaurant where everyone (including me) is wearing Mexico football jerseys and is ready for the first World Cup game. I had already made friends with all his friends from the other night and now I am hung over and still drunk from 3 hours of sleep and my breath still tasting like tequila. There, I have the best enchiladas of my life.
2:00 PM After the game and many interviewers wanting the rich young Mexican's opinions of the game, we decide to go back to his place with a few of his friends.
3:00 PM I am destroyed from the night before so I take a long, much needed nap.
5:00 PM After my great nap I awake to find everybody still there in the living room playing video games. GOod. I am very hungry so we decide to go get some dinner.
6:00 PM We arrive at another friend's house of his which was just as big and looked like a castle to pick up his friend. They are all dead in bed, so we decide to go to dinner alone. Once again, a romantic dinner in Mexico :)
7:30 PM At the restaurant I had the most amazing meal followed by great tequila and now am more ready to party once again.
9:00 PM We go to the most famous Golf Course Clubhouse in Mexico City where, of course I run into some other rich Mexican friends I have from New York City. His friends are great and hilarious and make my night even more amazing. After the last call for alcohol (and unlimited tequila) we decide to go someplace else.
10:00 PM We meet his other friends at a lounge in the center of the city. Again, everyone is super nice and super rich and beautiful and I am very happy to be surrounded by all. We drink there more than imaginable then head over to the club next door.
12:00 AM In the club I take many Lamborghini shots that are on fire (literally) and too much tequila and have the best time of my life with my new Mexican friends.
5:00 AM After another long night of drinking we go back to his place and again we cuddle and laugh and fall asleep.
SATURDAY
11:00 AM Today we awake at a reasonable hour, but still quite early because his skyline view of the city makes it impossible to sleep past noon.
1:00 PM He surprises me by taking me into an old tourist area of the city, called Coyoacan. There I take many pictures and see much of the Mexican culture and colors. We also eat at a traditional antique restaurant where I have the most delicious drinks ever, followed by eating little dried crickets on guacamole and "Mexican caviar" AKA ant's eggs... Ewwww... never doing that again. The drinks were however, superb!!! After the delicious meal, we go in the Bazzar (of course followed by his bodyguards) where I go buy gifts for all my friends and family.
5:00 PM Back to his place after a great day, I encounter his other best friend which is also the guy that is in love with my sister. My guy's mother and father also come so that I meet the whole family, and they all instantly fall in love with me. Not only are his friends the nicest people in the world, but his family is all great and stunningly good looking with great style. Oh, I forgot to mention my guy has more designer shes, ties, suits, belts and clothes than anyone I know. I think his closet alone, not including his watches is worth millions of dollars. Ridiculous!
6:00 PM We go to another one of his friend's house that owns racing horses. There I play some billiards with the guys and also meet his friend's stunning family and one of the hottest men I have seen in my life. I try to resist him and control myself. It works, outside I seemed like a nice, shy girl and inside I wanted to jump on him on the pool table instantly. Yummm...
8:00 PM We walk to the center of the city, also followed by his friend's bodyguards this time. There we have drinks at a terrace with some amazing people.
10:00 PM Tonight my guy is taking me to his restaurant which was also ranked 45th best restaurant in the whole world. Yes. It was true. It was the best food I ever had in my life. There I meet his other friends as well. We are in a conference type hidden wine cellar only for my guy and his Friends. After the most delicious, and also probably the most expensive dinner of my life, the 6 guys all pull out their Black AMEX, from their nice designer wallets. Interesting.
Delicious dinner. 6 Black AMEX. 6 luxury $20,000+ watches. Me. Cleavage. Heels. Lipstick. 4 bulletproof cars. 12 bodyguards. Nice dinner. :)
12:00 AM We arrive at one of the most famous clubs in Mexico City where, surely I run into a guy I dated in New York City. He, of course is also a super rich Mexican just here for the weekend partying like me. I also see 2 other people I know from NYC and meet some more amazing fun friends of his. There, I also had too much tequila.
3:00 AM We decided to hit up another club where we met with the friends from the earlier dinner. There I had many champagne showers and had the best time! On the ride to the club, my guy bought me a dozen roses and we started singing world Cup songs while doing a bad drunken karaoke!!
5:00 AM After leaving the club I go get tacos with my guy and Maria's guy, who had another girl with him. My plan worked. I never wanted tacos, I just wanted to be a total cock block for the guy, which I was :)
6:00 AM Again, back in his bed we cuddle, talk, laugh and fall asleep.
SUNDAY
11:00 AM I awaken to a delicious quesadilla. Yum
3:00 PM We meet his whole family at a nice Japanese Hibachi restaurant where everybody was so curious about me and I talked only in Spanish the whole time. The lunch was delicious of course, but we had to go watch HIS horse win at the racetrack.
4:00 PM At the jockey club, I am in love with all the horses. We are taken up to a VIP booth were all the guys can sit down comfortably and watch their horses win. At our table the oldest man possible comes with his plastic wife and sits down. He was one of the richest men in Mexico, and the best horse trainer in the world.
After the first race, we go pet his horse, who was stunning. My guy bought the horse's mom from Kentucky because she was the Kentucky Derby winner that was pregnant. Interesting. Finally we are back to the VIP section and the old man and his wife disappear. Good. They were quite scary, so we start drinking some more and then go home.
8:00 PM After the greatest day at the racetrack we go back to his place with a few of his friends and play pool and laugh nonstop.
10:00 PM All his friends leave and we go have the most amazing tacos in this hidden spot for the young and rich Mexicans. This was the best way to top off my Mexican vacation.
MONDAY
I leave to go back to my New York, leaving my guy behind. I had a great time, and did not expect to like him so much. Although i liked him so much, I still did not have sex with him, who knows, maybe next time? :)
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
Suprisingly Amazing
7:00 PM Just arrived home starving from work, then decided to head out with my sister for a few drinks and appetizers. Mini Mexican specialties and half a carafe later we were feeling better.
8:00 PM Home, just made the decision to go out tonight since we both fell asleep very early last night after the drunk brunch.
9:30 PM Waiting for our sponsor in front of an expensive restaurant, we become irritated shortly since he is not there in time, so we decide to leave and go someplace else, more in our favorite hood, in the meatpacking area.
10:00 PM we arrive at the delicious Mexican restaurant in meatpacking where we have a pitcher of Sangria.
12:00 AM Just arrived at the club with our little Asian friend, hang out with him for a bit, then hang out with some Brazilians, then hang out with some black guys, then on the way to the bathroom we get stopped by some interesting guys with a full table of beverages and space on their couch for dancing. BINGO.
2:30 AM I stop at a table full of Spanish born Mexican residents all in floral shirts, Gucci shoes and Rolex watches on their hands. Nice. Good looking guys. Yes. Alcohol. Yes. Horny. Yes. I start making out my Spaniard after realizing nobody can see me. He is surprisingly a good kisser. The guy was very smart and I barely remember his name, but I was impressed by his kissing skills.
3:30 AM On the way to my home to get the bottle of tequila then we walk over to his hotel (They are staying at the same hotel across the street from our house as the last Mexicans) At his hotel I tell him that I have no intention of fucking. The guy doesn't look like he is good in bed at all, not to consider the fact that I STILL don't know his name. We start making out passionately and he starts pleasuring me and is again surprisingly good. Then I give in. He goes in for the kill to what happens to be the BEST SEX I have had in a looooong time. I was completely shocked. He was amazing in bed and completely surprised me. I had the best orgasms I have had in months with the Spaniard. Unfortunately I did not get his name or number or contact info, but he has mine, and has 1 more day in NYC. If he knows what is good for him, he will call me, but until then, I will still dream of the AMAZING sex I had with my Spaniard.
8:00 PM Home, just made the decision to go out tonight since we both fell asleep very early last night after the drunk brunch.
9:30 PM Waiting for our sponsor in front of an expensive restaurant, we become irritated shortly since he is not there in time, so we decide to leave and go someplace else, more in our favorite hood, in the meatpacking area.
10:00 PM we arrive at the delicious Mexican restaurant in meatpacking where we have a pitcher of Sangria.
12:00 AM Just arrived at the club with our little Asian friend, hang out with him for a bit, then hang out with some Brazilians, then hang out with some black guys, then on the way to the bathroom we get stopped by some interesting guys with a full table of beverages and space on their couch for dancing. BINGO.
2:30 AM I stop at a table full of Spanish born Mexican residents all in floral shirts, Gucci shoes and Rolex watches on their hands. Nice. Good looking guys. Yes. Alcohol. Yes. Horny. Yes. I start making out my Spaniard after realizing nobody can see me. He is surprisingly a good kisser. The guy was very smart and I barely remember his name, but I was impressed by his kissing skills.
3:30 AM On the way to my home to get the bottle of tequila then we walk over to his hotel (They are staying at the same hotel across the street from our house as the last Mexicans) At his hotel I tell him that I have no intention of fucking. The guy doesn't look like he is good in bed at all, not to consider the fact that I STILL don't know his name. We start making out passionately and he starts pleasuring me and is again surprisingly good. Then I give in. He goes in for the kill to what happens to be the BEST SEX I have had in a looooong time. I was completely shocked. He was amazing in bed and completely surprised me. I had the best orgasms I have had in months with the Spaniard. Unfortunately I did not get his name or number or contact info, but he has mine, and has 1 more day in NYC. If he knows what is good for him, he will call me, but until then, I will still dream of the AMAZING sex I had with my Spaniard.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
My Ideal Man
1. The man's gotta be 5'11 or taller. I do not mind short guys (They have been some of the best sex I've ever had) but let's be real here, I wear lots of heels, so I need a man to be at least a couple inches taller than me so that we don't look silly together.
2. I am a total sucker for the "Tall, Dark and Handsome" stereotype. I like my men tall, with dark hair and tan skin. No offense to all my Asians and Africans out there, but I am just not interested. I've never been attracted to any of them and have never kissed or even been on a date with one. I am only physically attracted to white men. It doesn't matter where they are from, as long as they are white. My man should also have dark hair, preferably a bit longer (So I can run my fingers through it) He should not have pale skin, so I do prefer a tan guy with an olive complexion.
3. Sorry but no fatties or toothpicks, I once dated a guy that I was scared of breaking during sex because he was so tall and skinny and I don't want a chunky man. Later on in life, I wouldn't mind fattening my husband up, but that's because he is mine and I love making him happy (A way to a man's heart is through his stomach is ALWAYS true). I also get turned off by big muscle men and get rather scared than aroused by them. I do not like a hard body because I like to scratch and grab and if there is nothing to grab from, then it is not as much fun. I do, however, like muscular legs because men with muscular legs are amazing in bed, have long stamina and lots of power.
4. Great Kisser. My guy has to have soft lips and be a great kisser. French men kiss too lightly, Israelis almost bite your lips off. I want a man in between. Brazilians are usually amazing kissers and have a perfect balance of soft/hard. I have found out through my experiences that European men usually kiss softer, while South Americans and Middle Easterners are more aggressive (in bed as well) and Americans, well... Americans are just plain boring sometimes...
5. Although size sometimes really does not matter when in the heat of the moment, for me it does. I prefer big, thick dicks, but since those are not so readily available I have learned to appreciate others as well. If I think the guy's tool is too small, he never even gets a chance. Some guys with average size penis usually make up for it with their intense passion and amazing foreplay. Although I love foreplay, I prefer amazing sex and no foreplay over lots of foreplay and dull sex. I usually orgasm during intercourse and rarely from foreplay or before.
Stamina- They guy's gotta last at least 20 minutes and has to be able to continue for at least 2 more rounds after the first. I love sex, so a guy that can get it up for me and work it under any circumstance is HOT.
6. Now that we've established a guy's physical aspects and his sexual abilities, the next step in the list are his traits. I prefer a man with power that knows how to use it. I like arrogant, cocky guys who have power over others. The guy has to be confident and have very high self-esteem. I never like insecure men. I want a man who knows what he wants and how to get it. A man that lives with no fears.
7. Although I like to make men think I am smarter than they are in all circumstances, I still want my guy to be very intelligent, even smarter than me. His intelligence level turns me on and keeps the sparks going.
8. My man has to he successful and rich. No exception. He needs to be able to take care of me, whenever, wherever, at all times, I don't want a cheap guy, but I never care for expensive gifts or designer clothes so that is not an issue, I just want to wine and dine at great restaurants.
9. The guy has to be a great dresser, no sloppy style. GQ style. ALWAYS, unless of course when I rip off his suit and tie to get down to business.
10. Finally, my man has to have a great sense of humor and be able to understand my little jokes and laugh at them, while at the same time making me laugh continuously.
If all aspects are NOT met, I could always compromise with others, but usually I prefer for all to be met. When one step is missing and is affecting all the other ones, my opinion will change. A guy must have at least 7 out of 10 for me to even go on a date with him, otherwise, I don't think so...Good sex can only go so far and a guy with looks and brains can also get boring if not exciting in bed, so a good combination is urgent.
This is how I rate if a guy is a 6 or a 10. Usually if he has 7 of the traits listed then he is a 7, but if one of the trait is exceptional (for example if he is just so amazingly sexy or has a huge tool, or so funny) then he gets a few extra points added changing him from a 7 to 9. Most guys I date/see are usually 7s or better.
2. I am a total sucker for the "Tall, Dark and Handsome" stereotype. I like my men tall, with dark hair and tan skin. No offense to all my Asians and Africans out there, but I am just not interested. I've never been attracted to any of them and have never kissed or even been on a date with one. I am only physically attracted to white men. It doesn't matter where they are from, as long as they are white. My man should also have dark hair, preferably a bit longer (So I can run my fingers through it) He should not have pale skin, so I do prefer a tan guy with an olive complexion.
3. Sorry but no fatties or toothpicks, I once dated a guy that I was scared of breaking during sex because he was so tall and skinny and I don't want a chunky man. Later on in life, I wouldn't mind fattening my husband up, but that's because he is mine and I love making him happy (A way to a man's heart is through his stomach is ALWAYS true). I also get turned off by big muscle men and get rather scared than aroused by them. I do not like a hard body because I like to scratch and grab and if there is nothing to grab from, then it is not as much fun. I do, however, like muscular legs because men with muscular legs are amazing in bed, have long stamina and lots of power.
4. Great Kisser. My guy has to have soft lips and be a great kisser. French men kiss too lightly, Israelis almost bite your lips off. I want a man in between. Brazilians are usually amazing kissers and have a perfect balance of soft/hard. I have found out through my experiences that European men usually kiss softer, while South Americans and Middle Easterners are more aggressive (in bed as well) and Americans, well... Americans are just plain boring sometimes...
5. Although size sometimes really does not matter when in the heat of the moment, for me it does. I prefer big, thick dicks, but since those are not so readily available I have learned to appreciate others as well. If I think the guy's tool is too small, he never even gets a chance. Some guys with average size penis usually make up for it with their intense passion and amazing foreplay. Although I love foreplay, I prefer amazing sex and no foreplay over lots of foreplay and dull sex. I usually orgasm during intercourse and rarely from foreplay or before.
Stamina- They guy's gotta last at least 20 minutes and has to be able to continue for at least 2 more rounds after the first. I love sex, so a guy that can get it up for me and work it under any circumstance is HOT.
6. Now that we've established a guy's physical aspects and his sexual abilities, the next step in the list are his traits. I prefer a man with power that knows how to use it. I like arrogant, cocky guys who have power over others. The guy has to be confident and have very high self-esteem. I never like insecure men. I want a man who knows what he wants and how to get it. A man that lives with no fears.
7. Although I like to make men think I am smarter than they are in all circumstances, I still want my guy to be very intelligent, even smarter than me. His intelligence level turns me on and keeps the sparks going.
8. My man has to he successful and rich. No exception. He needs to be able to take care of me, whenever, wherever, at all times, I don't want a cheap guy, but I never care for expensive gifts or designer clothes so that is not an issue, I just want to wine and dine at great restaurants.
9. The guy has to be a great dresser, no sloppy style. GQ style. ALWAYS, unless of course when I rip off his suit and tie to get down to business.
10. Finally, my man has to have a great sense of humor and be able to understand my little jokes and laugh at them, while at the same time making me laugh continuously.
If all aspects are NOT met, I could always compromise with others, but usually I prefer for all to be met. When one step is missing and is affecting all the other ones, my opinion will change. A guy must have at least 7 out of 10 for me to even go on a date with him, otherwise, I don't think so...Good sex can only go so far and a guy with looks and brains can also get boring if not exciting in bed, so a good combination is urgent.
This is how I rate if a guy is a 6 or a 10. Usually if he has 7 of the traits listed then he is a 7, but if one of the trait is exceptional (for example if he is just so amazingly sexy or has a huge tool, or so funny) then he gets a few extra points added changing him from a 7 to 9. Most guys I date/see are usually 7s or better.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Brazil, yet Again
After a long day of working after no sleep, I arrived home prepared to sleep all night long. Unfortunately my sister had told me that she talked to some Brazilians from the weekend brunch and agreed to go for drinks with them. I contemplated going for a bit, decided not to go, to go, not to go, and then final decision was to go.
9:00 PM I put clothes on and wait for the guys to come pick us up. It was three of them getting us, I remembered the one that had a crush on me from the other day, so I talked to him. The fifth wheel was a very good looking guy as well, in my opinion, much better looking than the guy my sister was talking to, but I did not say anything.
10:00 PM We arrived at one of my favorite restaurants where I was impressed to find out that it was their choice. After a few drinks and long conversations I had just found out that my guy and the 5th wheel were the owners of one of the biggest club in Brazil. During the dinner I had already made plans to go visit them in Brazil, of course, on their budget, but still...Summer is not far from here so I mentioned I will be coming in June with my sister. Meanwhile, my sister went outside for a cigarette with her guy. The fifth wheel guy (Underage as well) asked me what to do, because he really likes her, so I told him to go outside and try harder. From that moment, it was a total cat fight for who was gonna have my sister. It was hilarious. I was busy talking to my guy. He admitted to me that I intimidate him a lot and that he feels like he has nothing to offer me since I can already have anything I ever want, but I made sure he knew that I liked him as well, and that I thought he was a cool guy.
12:00 AM Depressed that our Brazilians are leaving the next day (Since of course, we met them on the LAST day of their vacation) we decide to go for another drink with the guys. The competition for my sister is getting even more intense at this time. After hearing many sexy whispers in Portuguese in my ears about how bad he wants to kiss me, I turn to him and kiss him. Just lightly and shortly just so he remembers. We all exchange valuable contact information and get excited about seeing each other again in the summer time. The guys are very impressed with our choice for the bar, since we know the whole city better than anyone. After a couple drinks I start falling asleep on my guy so I tell them we should be getting home.
1:30 AM They drove us home and I gave my guy a goodnight kiss. My sister, however kissed her guy but dreamt about fucking the underage hotter one non stop. I told her to relax, because I had made plans for the underage one and my guy to meet us for coffee tomorrow before they left to go to the airport.
2:00 AM Smoking a joint with my sister laughing at what a great night we have. Apparently we can't ever get away from Brazilian men. Not a problem with ME.
9:00 PM I put clothes on and wait for the guys to come pick us up. It was three of them getting us, I remembered the one that had a crush on me from the other day, so I talked to him. The fifth wheel was a very good looking guy as well, in my opinion, much better looking than the guy my sister was talking to, but I did not say anything.
10:00 PM We arrived at one of my favorite restaurants where I was impressed to find out that it was their choice. After a few drinks and long conversations I had just found out that my guy and the 5th wheel were the owners of one of the biggest club in Brazil. During the dinner I had already made plans to go visit them in Brazil, of course, on their budget, but still...Summer is not far from here so I mentioned I will be coming in June with my sister. Meanwhile, my sister went outside for a cigarette with her guy. The fifth wheel guy (Underage as well) asked me what to do, because he really likes her, so I told him to go outside and try harder. From that moment, it was a total cat fight for who was gonna have my sister. It was hilarious. I was busy talking to my guy. He admitted to me that I intimidate him a lot and that he feels like he has nothing to offer me since I can already have anything I ever want, but I made sure he knew that I liked him as well, and that I thought he was a cool guy.
12:00 AM Depressed that our Brazilians are leaving the next day (Since of course, we met them on the LAST day of their vacation) we decide to go for another drink with the guys. The competition for my sister is getting even more intense at this time. After hearing many sexy whispers in Portuguese in my ears about how bad he wants to kiss me, I turn to him and kiss him. Just lightly and shortly just so he remembers. We all exchange valuable contact information and get excited about seeing each other again in the summer time. The guys are very impressed with our choice for the bar, since we know the whole city better than anyone. After a couple drinks I start falling asleep on my guy so I tell them we should be getting home.
1:30 AM They drove us home and I gave my guy a goodnight kiss. My sister, however kissed her guy but dreamt about fucking the underage hotter one non stop. I told her to relax, because I had made plans for the underage one and my guy to meet us for coffee tomorrow before they left to go to the airport.
2:00 AM Smoking a joint with my sister laughing at what a great night we have. Apparently we can't ever get away from Brazilian men. Not a problem with ME.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Fun in the Sheets
12:00 PM Woke up early this morning and straightened up the house since our family is coming to visit us.
2:00 PM Out and about roaming the streets hanging out and checking out stores and men with my sister, on the way to party brunch.
3:00 PM We meet with the three black musketeers from the other night for brunch. There we get a bit bored after a few drinks and decide to go to a total party spot.
5:00 PM We arrived to the party spot where I instantly recognizer many people. A super sexy Brazilian man-whore that I have hooked up with a few months ago (and had incredible sex) approached me and took my sister and I to his table. On the way there I had to stop to say hi to about 5 men I knew that I have dated previously.
Looking around I had realized that I've hooked up with too many guys in the party scene but I don't get bothered by it a bit. All the guys saw me and wanted me even more. At that point I had already made the decision of going to the Brazilian's man-whore's house later for another 5 rounds of amazing, passionate sex. I missed him a bit anyway plus I have been very horny for my Latin man. I still can't stop thinking about the Mexican, but I definitely can't wait around until he comes back for sex. I am a human that has basic sexual needs that need to be fulfilled on a daily basis. Latin men are usually very good in bed and full of passion, plus their accents turn me on so much.
He brings us to his table full of Brazilian hotties where all his friends try to hit on me and get my digits. I find it funny, then approach him and say "It's funny your poor friends are trying so hard, but they don't stand a chance if you are ever around" and he says "I know ;)". He attempts to make out with me in the public party spot but i turn him down. I do not want people to know we hook up, although we make the sexiest couple in the whole city.
6:30 PM After too many drinks, champagne and dancing my sister and I head towards our aunt's house to get ready to pick up the family from the airport.
8:00 PM Completely drunk we make it all the way in Queens while singing non stop out loud to Spanish music in the subway and getting strange looks from everyone. We were, however the only white people in the subway.
9:00 PM We arrive at the airport where we pick up our family then head back to Queens for a family dinner with everyone.
11:00 PM By this point my drunkness has worn off and I am getting sleepy until I get too many messages from my Brazilian whore. He is asking when I will come to his house, then I instantly change my mood and decide I should go over there and have some fun.
12:00 AM Back in the city finally I jump in a cab and head on over to his house. (The same building as the runaway frenchie) I try to hide a bit just in case the Runaway Frenchie is around just to make sure. The coast is clear so I head over to his apartment. As soon as I walked in the door he starts making out with me passionately. He was waiting to kiss me all day long but I would not allow him so at this point it is much more intense. He picks me up and takes me to his bedroom. We start fooling around and get naked.
2:00 AM After 2 amazing rounds of phenomenal sex, he asks if I want to watch a movie and cuddle(He's a big cuddler and me, not so much) So I'm not too psyched about that, since I would rather keep on fucking non stop all night. Oh well, I agree to watch the movie then lay on him and fall asleep. From my sleep I awaken quickly to find out he is horny again! YESSS!!! :) halfway asleep sex is the best because I am never sure if it is a dream or if it is really happening. After the third round I totally fall asleep very happy.
10:00 AM I wake him up with a surprise under the blanket and go for another amazing round right before I leave for work. He tells me to make sure that next time he doesn't have to wait two months before he sees me again, and that he wants me more often. Of course I agree and tell him yeah yeah, but in the back of my mind I am thinking that I probably won't see him too often. We are both narcissistic sex freaks who look amazing and have great sex and chemistry but I just don't see any future with us. Sex? Yes... Anything else, I don't think so... During sex we stare into the huge mirrored walls non stop. It always turns me on to see how sexy I look during it, especially if my partner is just as amazingly good looking. So, I had a great night of sex, slept very good, but now I am waiting for my next adventure!!!
2:00 PM Out and about roaming the streets hanging out and checking out stores and men with my sister, on the way to party brunch.
3:00 PM We meet with the three black musketeers from the other night for brunch. There we get a bit bored after a few drinks and decide to go to a total party spot.
5:00 PM We arrived to the party spot where I instantly recognizer many people. A super sexy Brazilian man-whore that I have hooked up with a few months ago (and had incredible sex) approached me and took my sister and I to his table. On the way there I had to stop to say hi to about 5 men I knew that I have dated previously.
Looking around I had realized that I've hooked up with too many guys in the party scene but I don't get bothered by it a bit. All the guys saw me and wanted me even more. At that point I had already made the decision of going to the Brazilian's man-whore's house later for another 5 rounds of amazing, passionate sex. I missed him a bit anyway plus I have been very horny for my Latin man. I still can't stop thinking about the Mexican, but I definitely can't wait around until he comes back for sex. I am a human that has basic sexual needs that need to be fulfilled on a daily basis. Latin men are usually very good in bed and full of passion, plus their accents turn me on so much.
He brings us to his table full of Brazilian hotties where all his friends try to hit on me and get my digits. I find it funny, then approach him and say "It's funny your poor friends are trying so hard, but they don't stand a chance if you are ever around" and he says "I know ;)". He attempts to make out with me in the public party spot but i turn him down. I do not want people to know we hook up, although we make the sexiest couple in the whole city.
6:30 PM After too many drinks, champagne and dancing my sister and I head towards our aunt's house to get ready to pick up the family from the airport.
8:00 PM Completely drunk we make it all the way in Queens while singing non stop out loud to Spanish music in the subway and getting strange looks from everyone. We were, however the only white people in the subway.
9:00 PM We arrive at the airport where we pick up our family then head back to Queens for a family dinner with everyone.
11:00 PM By this point my drunkness has worn off and I am getting sleepy until I get too many messages from my Brazilian whore. He is asking when I will come to his house, then I instantly change my mood and decide I should go over there and have some fun.
12:00 AM Back in the city finally I jump in a cab and head on over to his house. (The same building as the runaway frenchie) I try to hide a bit just in case the Runaway Frenchie is around just to make sure. The coast is clear so I head over to his apartment. As soon as I walked in the door he starts making out with me passionately. He was waiting to kiss me all day long but I would not allow him so at this point it is much more intense. He picks me up and takes me to his bedroom. We start fooling around and get naked.
2:00 AM After 2 amazing rounds of phenomenal sex, he asks if I want to watch a movie and cuddle(He's a big cuddler and me, not so much) So I'm not too psyched about that, since I would rather keep on fucking non stop all night. Oh well, I agree to watch the movie then lay on him and fall asleep. From my sleep I awaken quickly to find out he is horny again! YESSS!!! :) halfway asleep sex is the best because I am never sure if it is a dream or if it is really happening. After the third round I totally fall asleep very happy.
10:00 AM I wake him up with a surprise under the blanket and go for another amazing round right before I leave for work. He tells me to make sure that next time he doesn't have to wait two months before he sees me again, and that he wants me more often. Of course I agree and tell him yeah yeah, but in the back of my mind I am thinking that I probably won't see him too often. We are both narcissistic sex freaks who look amazing and have great sex and chemistry but I just don't see any future with us. Sex? Yes... Anything else, I don't think so... During sex we stare into the huge mirrored walls non stop. It always turns me on to see how sexy I look during it, especially if my partner is just as amazingly good looking. So, I had a great night of sex, slept very good, but now I am waiting for my next adventure!!!
Friday, April 23, 2010
Earth Day Flirting
8:00 PM I am destroyed from a long day of work and just want to take a long bubbly bath and go to sleep, unfortunately my sister committed us to go on a double date at a hip and trendy party restaurant with some big shot guys. Although I was am not really looking forward to going out, or seeing the guy, I am in a depressive, pissy mood that could only be altered by alcohol.
9:30 PM We get to the restaurant to find out the guys are such idiots and did not make reservations. In New York City on Thursday night at a hip and trendy place you should ALWAYS make reservations. Irritated that I have to stand up by the bar I start to lose patience. The tequila helps in changing my mood from pissy to energetic and full of life. Aaaaah, how I love tequila!!!
10:03 PM I look around and notice my sister and I are the only non-botox injected women in the whole place! Makes me feel good about myself :) Every man in the place is staring and taking notice of my presence. (Of course). In line for the bathroom I meet a tall, blue eyed, dark haired handsome Dutch man. He is sexy. I leave him and try to get back to my spot, but get stopped by 3 round, short Africans with shiny bald heads dressed like the Men In Black. They seem too familiar so I stop and think how I know them, realizing that they are friends with my friend that is a Dutch professional boxer and that they came to my last art gallery. We instantly become friends again, while I show them a picture of ALL 3 of them at my party from facebook. They invite my sister and I to brunch on Saturday. Great! We confirm.
11:00 PM Outside smoking a cigarette I get approached by a short Persian Jew. He seems familiar but I can't put my finger on how I know him. He tells me he is a facebook friend of mine and that I have ignored his invitations (to some of the most expensive restaurants) for months and it was funny to run into each other so randomly. I am bored by him, finish my cigarette and run back inside. Inside by the door I run into a French guy I dated. Poor guy is so intimidated to run into me that he turns red. He was too boring anyway so I say "Hi, nice running into you!, Long time no see, GOTTA GO!" on my way to the bar to find my sister I run into another French guy that insists I go out with him, but I keep refusing him. He owns a few restaurants in the city and is a great guy, but I'm not intrigued by him a bit. I exchange a few words with him then go on.
12:00 AM After finding my sister I reunite with the tall handsome Dutch man stranded in NYC because of the volcano (I love volcano eruption, so many sexy European men are now stuck here, like a herd of sheep and I am the wolf ready to attack the unexpecting figures) The Dutch guy has a German friend, and since my sister is fluent in German I introduce them then go on and take my guy by the hand in a narrow hallway. There we start making out passionately. He is a great kisser, Dutch guys never seem to fail me. Although I want to go home with him, my short attention spam distracts me from him and I decide to get my sister and go dancing.
1:00 AM On the way out of the restaurant, I run into a hot Turkish guy living in Boston that I have met a while ago. He also has a hot friend so I keep that in mind, tell him it was nice to see him and go on our new destination.
1:30 AM Outside on the way to the club where I was going to meet the French restaurant guy I saw tonight I see the three black musketeers. They pull us in a different bar. There we have a drink and decide to go with them to the same place we were headed to earlier to meet the French.
2:30 AM Not ever being denied entrance in any nightlife spot, my tolerance for waiting in line is zero. After a few minutes I tell the guys I am cold and hungry and leave to go home.
3:00 AM Finally arrived at the diner under our apartment to have the world's best burger. Yuuuummmm...
3:30 AM I text toe Turkish guys and tell them they better get their asses over to my place, PRONTO, because I am waiting for them with hookah and wine. They don't complain and within a few minutes they come knocking at our doors. We catch up on life, laugh non stop and have a great time together smoking hookah and drinking wine. Although I had only dirty thoughts in my mind about the sexy Turkish delight I wanted to enjoy, I controlled myself and remained a good girl.
5:00 AM Said Bye bye Turkish guys, now in bed, prepared for the 4 hours of sleep I will get before another long day at work. Aaaah, life!
9:30 PM We get to the restaurant to find out the guys are such idiots and did not make reservations. In New York City on Thursday night at a hip and trendy place you should ALWAYS make reservations. Irritated that I have to stand up by the bar I start to lose patience. The tequila helps in changing my mood from pissy to energetic and full of life. Aaaaah, how I love tequila!!!
10:03 PM I look around and notice my sister and I are the only non-botox injected women in the whole place! Makes me feel good about myself :) Every man in the place is staring and taking notice of my presence. (Of course). In line for the bathroom I meet a tall, blue eyed, dark haired handsome Dutch man. He is sexy. I leave him and try to get back to my spot, but get stopped by 3 round, short Africans with shiny bald heads dressed like the Men In Black. They seem too familiar so I stop and think how I know them, realizing that they are friends with my friend that is a Dutch professional boxer and that they came to my last art gallery. We instantly become friends again, while I show them a picture of ALL 3 of them at my party from facebook. They invite my sister and I to brunch on Saturday. Great! We confirm.
11:00 PM Outside smoking a cigarette I get approached by a short Persian Jew. He seems familiar but I can't put my finger on how I know him. He tells me he is a facebook friend of mine and that I have ignored his invitations (to some of the most expensive restaurants) for months and it was funny to run into each other so randomly. I am bored by him, finish my cigarette and run back inside. Inside by the door I run into a French guy I dated. Poor guy is so intimidated to run into me that he turns red. He was too boring anyway so I say "Hi, nice running into you!, Long time no see, GOTTA GO!" on my way to the bar to find my sister I run into another French guy that insists I go out with him, but I keep refusing him. He owns a few restaurants in the city and is a great guy, but I'm not intrigued by him a bit. I exchange a few words with him then go on.
12:00 AM After finding my sister I reunite with the tall handsome Dutch man stranded in NYC because of the volcano (I love volcano eruption, so many sexy European men are now stuck here, like a herd of sheep and I am the wolf ready to attack the unexpecting figures) The Dutch guy has a German friend, and since my sister is fluent in German I introduce them then go on and take my guy by the hand in a narrow hallway. There we start making out passionately. He is a great kisser, Dutch guys never seem to fail me. Although I want to go home with him, my short attention spam distracts me from him and I decide to get my sister and go dancing.
1:00 AM On the way out of the restaurant, I run into a hot Turkish guy living in Boston that I have met a while ago. He also has a hot friend so I keep that in mind, tell him it was nice to see him and go on our new destination.
1:30 AM Outside on the way to the club where I was going to meet the French restaurant guy I saw tonight I see the three black musketeers. They pull us in a different bar. There we have a drink and decide to go with them to the same place we were headed to earlier to meet the French.
2:30 AM Not ever being denied entrance in any nightlife spot, my tolerance for waiting in line is zero. After a few minutes I tell the guys I am cold and hungry and leave to go home.
3:00 AM Finally arrived at the diner under our apartment to have the world's best burger. Yuuuummmm...
3:30 AM I text toe Turkish guys and tell them they better get their asses over to my place, PRONTO, because I am waiting for them with hookah and wine. They don't complain and within a few minutes they come knocking at our doors. We catch up on life, laugh non stop and have a great time together smoking hookah and drinking wine. Although I had only dirty thoughts in my mind about the sexy Turkish delight I wanted to enjoy, I controlled myself and remained a good girl.
5:00 AM Said Bye bye Turkish guys, now in bed, prepared for the 4 hours of sleep I will get before another long day at work. Aaaah, life!
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Moroccan Hashish
1:30 PM Met with an old college friend for lunch to flirt around and catch up. He is a big time UFC fighter and works with the DEA now. Very sexy guy, we always used to talk nonstop about sex in class. We never hit it off romantically, but it was OK, because to this day we are still very good friends.
4:30 PM Went to the spa for a Brazilian, facial, manicure and pedicure. I am fresh and ready for more fun now!
6:30 PM Met with a sexy Brazilian who lives around my area for a coffee. Of course he wanted me to come to his place and "talk" there, but I quickly denied him since I knew I had a date later that night with someone else.
7:30 PM Met with the Senior Vice President or a big corporation (AKA my date) at a very high end restaurant. There he bored me to death with his stories of life and how he was just certain that deep down inside I am a very passionate girl, but I am afraid of commitment. Little did he know I was not a bit interested in him but rather in his status and for networking purposes. He was a Libra so he kept talking of deep emotions and commitment stuff, and by that time I was falling asleep.
10:00 PM Since it was an early date I decided I could at least go for another drink with him then ditch him and go see another guy. We met up with his friend at the French restaurant he owns and had drinks there. All the men at the table were like hungry dogs and I was their steak. After being eye fucked by every person in the restaurant, including the women, I decided to break it off and go home.
11:00 PM I get home and change to nothing but a short white T-shirt dress and a sexy thong.
12:00 AM I tell the Moroccan guy I am dating to come pick me up because I want to smoke.
1:00 AM Smoked a few joints and talked about everything in life. We got along great! Had many things in common and he is very good looking... Too bad he is not so talented with using his penis. I lost interest half way during sex and kept thinking of the next joint I was about to smoke.
2:00 AM After he attempted to have sex with me twice, I was very excited to be over with him. Poor guy thought we had a great time, but unfortunately he did not stimulate me in any way shape or form. Sometimes I feel bad for these guys, but then I snap back in reality and try to find my next prey.
3:00 AM Finally in his car on the way back home smoking a joint! Now i am in heaven! I was thinking of how comfortable my bed was going to be and how happy I was to not hang out with him anymore!
Conclusion: Boring date, delicious dinner, even more delicious drinks, forgettable sex and many joints...
4:30 PM Went to the spa for a Brazilian, facial, manicure and pedicure. I am fresh and ready for more fun now!
6:30 PM Met with a sexy Brazilian who lives around my area for a coffee. Of course he wanted me to come to his place and "talk" there, but I quickly denied him since I knew I had a date later that night with someone else.
7:30 PM Met with the Senior Vice President or a big corporation (AKA my date) at a very high end restaurant. There he bored me to death with his stories of life and how he was just certain that deep down inside I am a very passionate girl, but I am afraid of commitment. Little did he know I was not a bit interested in him but rather in his status and for networking purposes. He was a Libra so he kept talking of deep emotions and commitment stuff, and by that time I was falling asleep.
10:00 PM Since it was an early date I decided I could at least go for another drink with him then ditch him and go see another guy. We met up with his friend at the French restaurant he owns and had drinks there. All the men at the table were like hungry dogs and I was their steak. After being eye fucked by every person in the restaurant, including the women, I decided to break it off and go home.
11:00 PM I get home and change to nothing but a short white T-shirt dress and a sexy thong.
12:00 AM I tell the Moroccan guy I am dating to come pick me up because I want to smoke.
1:00 AM Smoked a few joints and talked about everything in life. We got along great! Had many things in common and he is very good looking... Too bad he is not so talented with using his penis. I lost interest half way during sex and kept thinking of the next joint I was about to smoke.
2:00 AM After he attempted to have sex with me twice, I was very excited to be over with him. Poor guy thought we had a great time, but unfortunately he did not stimulate me in any way shape or form. Sometimes I feel bad for these guys, but then I snap back in reality and try to find my next prey.
3:00 AM Finally in his car on the way back home smoking a joint! Now i am in heaven! I was thinking of how comfortable my bed was going to be and how happy I was to not hang out with him anymore!
Conclusion: Boring date, delicious dinner, even more delicious drinks, forgettable sex and many joints...
NO ID? NO BOOZE!
I have not been able to stop thinking about my Caliente Mexican lover. I make sure the feelings are mutual by sending hot pictures to remind him of what awaits him in New York City. I already forgot about the Runaway Frenchie. He is good in bed but there is no passion, plus I still can't get over his arrogance. Yesterday I had a girls night out in order to get drunk off margaritas. Unfortunately I forgot my ID and everyone was certain I was underage. My friends were sneaking me tequila shots under the table just like in the good old days when I used to drink underage. We go to a "hot" NYC night club to find out we are the ONLY people there. How weird. We were debating if we should just make the club ours and start dancing like crazy but then we gave up and went to another bar. There, of course they would not serve me since I looked so damn young so we decided to just go home and blaze while having girl talk.
2:30 AM Walking home from her apartment I get hit on by a large group of sexy men outside the great hotel I visited a few days ago... Aaaaah, brings back memories...
2:30 AM Walking home from her apartment I get hit on by a large group of sexy men outside the great hotel I visited a few days ago... Aaaaah, brings back memories...
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Runaway Frenchie
In order to understand about this guy, I have to give a quick briefing. We met for a few minutes and totally eye fucked each other a few months ago. We somehow got in touch the day we met and he came to my house. At my house I came to the conclusion that the guy was not so much into me and that he was the most arrogant rich spoiled French man I have ever met in my life. I didn't care. Sex doesn't care about personality, it's about the sexual connection. I had guests sleeping in my bedroom so I took him into a little room where he complained there is no bed but still managed to eat me out for half an hour. I told him I am not having sex with him, but he still tried. After eating me out I told him I had to go to the bathroom.
On the way back from the bathroom I became confused because i did not see him in the house anymore. There was a strange noise like crickets in an empty forest. The door was cracked as well. I realized he had ran away!!! WTF??? I sent him angry messages asking him what the fuck? And he acted like it's no big deal, very cool, but I totally ignored all his messages for months after this incident. Since I ignored him non stop, he became more interested and wanted to see me ever more. (That's how it usually works with men, the more you ignore them, the more interested they become) Last Friday night nobody was in town due to a music festival and I was very horny. I decided to give him another chance and invited him over to my house since I was alone. He impressed me very much and fucked me very very good a few times. Then he left AND said goodbye :) Although he pleased me very much, I still chose to be a bitch and ignore him for a while. He wanted to see me all week and I ignored all his messages.
Last night he sent me a message saying I should come to his house. I told him I have plans and I don't know if I will have time for him but I will let him know later. (hehehehe)
For Israel Independence Day, my sister and I decided to celebrate. Knowing how much I love Jewish Israeli men, I was excited to be out while they were all going to be out as well. Unfortunately, the night did not go as expected.
7:30 PM I meet with a super hot Swedish guy at a lux hotel rooftop on 5th Avenue. While my sister was talking to him, I was checking out the sexy men in suits smoking cigars and drinking champagne that were also checking me out non stop. After a couple drinks, we had to go to a private party for Israel Independence Day.
9:00 PM We arrive at the Israeli's house for the private party and have a few drinks surrounded by short Jewish people. We are literally the tallest people in the apartment. Interesting. After a bit we finally go to the event at the club so I get happy to meet more sexy Israeli men.
10:30 PM We arrive at the club where all the short Israelis in our group (including the girls) have a hard time to get in. I know everyone that works in nightlife so I get irritated and want to go inside by myself, but my sister doesn't let me, telling me it would be very rude to ditch everyone and go in by ourselves. I just don't ever wait in lines. NOT my style. After we get in, we shortly realize that we can literally see over every one's heads. We are still the tallest ones in there. Becoming very bored very quickly we make a snap decision to leave without saying bye and just disappear. There are no hot men and everybody is too drunk already. Not cool.
I text my runaway Frenchie and ask him for his address to make the anticipation begin.
11:30 PM As we walk to find a cab we start smoking a cigarette and find out it feels quite nice outside, so we continue walking. I tell her I don't want to go to his house right away because I want to make him wait for me as long as possible, just for the hell of it. So we walk in the meatpacking neighborhood looking for new men and a bar to get a drink. We get to our favorite place for drinks and in the elevator up to the rooftop we meet a strange guy who buys our drinks at the bar. As soon as we get the drinks we ditch him and go browse for sexy men. Unfortunately there are no sexy men so we become disappointed.
12:30 AM I finally decide it is time to go to the runaway Frenchie's house. Since he lives downtown I tell him he has to drive me back to my place after due to the inconvenience of my travels. He agrees, so I go to his place.
1:00 AM I get to the same building a Brazilian I date lives in!!! The same exact building!!! How odd. Oh well. His place is amazing. Beautiful, artistic and large with amazing decor. I become more interested. His two chiwawas are completely adorable too. We go to his bedroom and do the deal. Very good again. After we finish, he ties me up with "sex rope" and experience sex tied up. Nice. After I escape from my rope, I give him the longest massage while his dogs kiss my feet nonstop. It was quite the romantic moment.
3:00 AM He drives me home in his new red Ferrari. Nice. Maybe next time I won't be such a bitch and see him earlier and actually reply back to his messages. Nah, it's still more fun to play hard. :)
On the way back from the bathroom I became confused because i did not see him in the house anymore. There was a strange noise like crickets in an empty forest. The door was cracked as well. I realized he had ran away!!! WTF??? I sent him angry messages asking him what the fuck? And he acted like it's no big deal, very cool, but I totally ignored all his messages for months after this incident. Since I ignored him non stop, he became more interested and wanted to see me ever more. (That's how it usually works with men, the more you ignore them, the more interested they become) Last Friday night nobody was in town due to a music festival and I was very horny. I decided to give him another chance and invited him over to my house since I was alone. He impressed me very much and fucked me very very good a few times. Then he left AND said goodbye :) Although he pleased me very much, I still chose to be a bitch and ignore him for a while. He wanted to see me all week and I ignored all his messages.
Last night he sent me a message saying I should come to his house. I told him I have plans and I don't know if I will have time for him but I will let him know later. (hehehehe)
For Israel Independence Day, my sister and I decided to celebrate. Knowing how much I love Jewish Israeli men, I was excited to be out while they were all going to be out as well. Unfortunately, the night did not go as expected.
7:30 PM I meet with a super hot Swedish guy at a lux hotel rooftop on 5th Avenue. While my sister was talking to him, I was checking out the sexy men in suits smoking cigars and drinking champagne that were also checking me out non stop. After a couple drinks, we had to go to a private party for Israel Independence Day.
9:00 PM We arrive at the Israeli's house for the private party and have a few drinks surrounded by short Jewish people. We are literally the tallest people in the apartment. Interesting. After a bit we finally go to the event at the club so I get happy to meet more sexy Israeli men.
10:30 PM We arrive at the club where all the short Israelis in our group (including the girls) have a hard time to get in. I know everyone that works in nightlife so I get irritated and want to go inside by myself, but my sister doesn't let me, telling me it would be very rude to ditch everyone and go in by ourselves. I just don't ever wait in lines. NOT my style. After we get in, we shortly realize that we can literally see over every one's heads. We are still the tallest ones in there. Becoming very bored very quickly we make a snap decision to leave without saying bye and just disappear. There are no hot men and everybody is too drunk already. Not cool.
I text my runaway Frenchie and ask him for his address to make the anticipation begin.
11:30 PM As we walk to find a cab we start smoking a cigarette and find out it feels quite nice outside, so we continue walking. I tell her I don't want to go to his house right away because I want to make him wait for me as long as possible, just for the hell of it. So we walk in the meatpacking neighborhood looking for new men and a bar to get a drink. We get to our favorite place for drinks and in the elevator up to the rooftop we meet a strange guy who buys our drinks at the bar. As soon as we get the drinks we ditch him and go browse for sexy men. Unfortunately there are no sexy men so we become disappointed.
12:30 AM I finally decide it is time to go to the runaway Frenchie's house. Since he lives downtown I tell him he has to drive me back to my place after due to the inconvenience of my travels. He agrees, so I go to his place.
1:00 AM I get to the same building a Brazilian I date lives in!!! The same exact building!!! How odd. Oh well. His place is amazing. Beautiful, artistic and large with amazing decor. I become more interested. His two chiwawas are completely adorable too. We go to his bedroom and do the deal. Very good again. After we finish, he ties me up with "sex rope" and experience sex tied up. Nice. After I escape from my rope, I give him the longest massage while his dogs kiss my feet nonstop. It was quite the romantic moment.
3:00 AM He drives me home in his new red Ferrari. Nice. Maybe next time I won't be such a bitch and see him earlier and actually reply back to his messages. Nah, it's still more fun to play hard. :)
Monday, April 19, 2010
Comedy Night
This is a typical day when you live your life without restrictions.
After walking around the whole city for many hours, catching up with friends and effortless happy hour abuse, my sister and I decided to have a chill night and not go out to clubs or hot spots and just go smoke hookah. We go home to change in comfortable jeans and tops, while I smoke a fat joint, she drinks her wine.
8:00 PM We meet with our beautiful Norwegian girlfriend for hookah, catching up and a few bottles of wine. As we discuss life and romance, many men stare at us and start planning their approach. After the wine bottles were finished, we say our goodbyes to the beautiful Norwegian and start heading towards 99 cent pizza.
PIZZA
11:00 PM We are high and drunk and are DETERMINED to get the 99 cent pizza we much dreamt about. On the way we get approached by a funny guy. Seriously. A funny guy. He makes some little jokes then while walking we did not realize he was heading us towards a underground lounge for comedians to perform. Interesting. We decided to go in for more drinks and get the pizza after wards.
2:00 AM After a comedy overload our throats start hurting from too much laughing so we leave and go on with our mission to get pizza. At a stop light we see a guy with two slices of pizza. We tell him we want the pizza. He gives us the pizza. Judging by this guy's appearance, he was a total Lower Eastsider hippie drug using pot head. So we ask him for weed. He invites us over to his house to smoke. After I rolled 3 nice joints of Sour Diesel we decide to go. Leaving the guy with no pizza, less weed and no numbers didn't seem so exciting (FOR HIM HEHEHEHEHE)
3:30 AM Home with my sister after stealing pothead's pizza, she admits to me that she has a confession to make. She tells me to look in my purse in the cigarette container. In the cigarette container I found the remainder of the guy's weed. Nice one sis! Considering the fact that she doesn't even smoke weed, stealing weed from hippie drughead for her loving sister is the sweetest gift!
Conclusion: heart-2-heart with friend, comedy clubs, drughead's house, stole pizza and weed. laughed hysterically.
After walking around the whole city for many hours, catching up with friends and effortless happy hour abuse, my sister and I decided to have a chill night and not go out to clubs or hot spots and just go smoke hookah. We go home to change in comfortable jeans and tops, while I smoke a fat joint, she drinks her wine.
8:00 PM We meet with our beautiful Norwegian girlfriend for hookah, catching up and a few bottles of wine. As we discuss life and romance, many men stare at us and start planning their approach. After the wine bottles were finished, we say our goodbyes to the beautiful Norwegian and start heading towards 99 cent pizza.
PIZZA
11:00 PM We are high and drunk and are DETERMINED to get the 99 cent pizza we much dreamt about. On the way we get approached by a funny guy. Seriously. A funny guy. He makes some little jokes then while walking we did not realize he was heading us towards a underground lounge for comedians to perform. Interesting. We decided to go in for more drinks and get the pizza after wards.
2:00 AM After a comedy overload our throats start hurting from too much laughing so we leave and go on with our mission to get pizza. At a stop light we see a guy with two slices of pizza. We tell him we want the pizza. He gives us the pizza. Judging by this guy's appearance, he was a total Lower Eastsider hippie drug using pot head. So we ask him for weed. He invites us over to his house to smoke. After I rolled 3 nice joints of Sour Diesel we decide to go. Leaving the guy with no pizza, less weed and no numbers didn't seem so exciting (FOR HIM HEHEHEHEHE)
3:30 AM Home with my sister after stealing pothead's pizza, she admits to me that she has a confession to make. She tells me to look in my purse in the cigarette container. In the cigarette container I found the remainder of the guy's weed. Nice one sis! Considering the fact that she doesn't even smoke weed, stealing weed from hippie drughead for her loving sister is the sweetest gift!
Conclusion: heart-2-heart with friend, comedy clubs, drughead's house, stole pizza and weed. laughed hysterically.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
MEXICAN MEN
Lately I have been curious about South Americans. After a good experience with Brazilians I have had a strange craving for Mexican men. There are two types of Mexicans. The indigenous ones (short, tan and fat that have blue collar jobs) and then the super rich totally white sexy ones. I am obviously turned on by the higher class.
1:00 PM I awake in a drunken state of mind, hungover and still drunk from the night before. I must continue with this life and get ready to drink again.
2:30 PM I get invited to a new brunch in a NYC hotspot so I take my sister and go. My friend is late so I get in with a new guy I had just met outside.
4:00 PM after a few drinks and food I have to leave to go to work to cover a shift for a girlfriend. At work I get hit on by a few sexy men but I pay no mind to it. I give my sister an assignment to come pick me up with someone from work and to have a place to go to after.
7:00 PM My sister shows up drunk with a white collar rich Mexican hottie. I get excited. We go to a rooftop hotel for drinks where I meet his friends. The friend with a girlfriend was hitting on me and my sister non stop. Then he had another very rich friend from Mexico as well. But he was fat. :( Although fat, the guy was hilarious and very interesting so I hang around and talk nonstop.
10:00 PM I tell them to leave the place to go to my house for drinks. After we arrive at my house we find out all the Mexicans are staying at the nice hotel right across the street from my house.
11:00 PM we get hungry so we tell them. They take us to the expensive sushi restaurant right down the street and my fat guy spends $400 on the meal.
12:30 PM They come pick us up from home with another hot Mexican. They tell us we have to go back in front of their hotel to get a ride from there. In front of their hotel is a large group of super sexy young Rich Mexican men and a limo. Of course the limo is for us and I get totally turned on by another Mexican, not the fat one.
1:00 AM outside of the club waiting for more Mexicans to arrive I ask the hottie Mexican "y tu, como te llamas" and then it goes from there. He gets the point that I am interested in him. In the club (where we got the most expensive table) we start drinking and get this sex vibe between us. By this time the fat guy is trying to score with every chick in his way. I grab the hottie Mexican's hand and take him in a corner and we start making out passionately.
3:00 AM He tells me his flight is at 9 back to Mexico and if we go now, we will have 3 hours. I grab his hand and leave to my place.
4:00 AM we go to his hotel room across the street from my place where we fuck twice. He was not so good, but still had a great character and potential for future fucks.
6:00 AM he walks me back home where i don't want to let him leave but eventually I do. He was so sexy and I will miss him :'(
1:00 PM I awake in a drunken state of mind, hungover and still drunk from the night before. I must continue with this life and get ready to drink again.
2:30 PM I get invited to a new brunch in a NYC hotspot so I take my sister and go. My friend is late so I get in with a new guy I had just met outside.
4:00 PM after a few drinks and food I have to leave to go to work to cover a shift for a girlfriend. At work I get hit on by a few sexy men but I pay no mind to it. I give my sister an assignment to come pick me up with someone from work and to have a place to go to after.
7:00 PM My sister shows up drunk with a white collar rich Mexican hottie. I get excited. We go to a rooftop hotel for drinks where I meet his friends. The friend with a girlfriend was hitting on me and my sister non stop. Then he had another very rich friend from Mexico as well. But he was fat. :( Although fat, the guy was hilarious and very interesting so I hang around and talk nonstop.
10:00 PM I tell them to leave the place to go to my house for drinks. After we arrive at my house we find out all the Mexicans are staying at the nice hotel right across the street from my house.
11:00 PM we get hungry so we tell them. They take us to the expensive sushi restaurant right down the street and my fat guy spends $400 on the meal.
12:30 PM They come pick us up from home with another hot Mexican. They tell us we have to go back in front of their hotel to get a ride from there. In front of their hotel is a large group of super sexy young Rich Mexican men and a limo. Of course the limo is for us and I get totally turned on by another Mexican, not the fat one.
1:00 AM outside of the club waiting for more Mexicans to arrive I ask the hottie Mexican "y tu, como te llamas" and then it goes from there. He gets the point that I am interested in him. In the club (where we got the most expensive table) we start drinking and get this sex vibe between us. By this time the fat guy is trying to score with every chick in his way. I grab the hottie Mexican's hand and take him in a corner and we start making out passionately.
3:00 AM He tells me his flight is at 9 back to Mexico and if we go now, we will have 3 hours. I grab his hand and leave to my place.
4:00 AM we go to his hotel room across the street from my place where we fuck twice. He was not so good, but still had a great character and potential for future fucks.
6:00 AM he walks me back home where i don't want to let him leave but eventually I do. He was so sexy and I will miss him :'(
Friday, March 12, 2010
Going Gay
Monday
Tonight I got call from the X guy. He is shitty in bed but still good looking and charming and he throws some of the best parties in NYC, so I decided to keep connections with him. A quickie can't ever hurt if I run into him. He's just like cocaine, the feeling is great, but short, followed by a boring fall.
9:00 PM I go pick up my girlfriend and have wine at her place.
10:00 PM we get to the restaurant where X is hosting the party. Sit down at dinner with some random girls I have no intention on getting to know and act nice. These girls drive me insane. It amazes me how stupid some people could be sometimes, but still I act nice. I am totally eye fucking X while he is having to entertain everyone. It's a nice feeling knowing that I am the best looking girl in the whole entire place. Makes me feel good.
11:00 PM after dinner my SUPER hot gay Norwegian best friend comes over and makes every guy jealous by talking to me. I start dancing with him just to make everyone envious of us. Two beautiful people dancing together can make everyone envious.
12:00 AM My Norway Love tells me he is bored and wants to go. I look around the place once more to make sure I am not leaving and delicious prey there and ensure myself that no guys are worth talking to so we leave.
12:30 AM on the way to a different spot I ask him to go to gay club instead for a change of scenery. I was not planning on getting laid tonight so it would be a cool night to just go catch up with a friend and eye fuck super sexy gay men.
1:00 AM we get to the gay club were both me and him check out the scene to see what his options are. We get disappointed. At the bar, the sexy bartender in his short short whitie tighties and sexy tight body starts talking to us. They know each other. I eye fuck him while telling Norway he should hit that. He shortly informs me that the amazing bartender is totally straight. I later find that out after he starts making out with me across the bar and gets a hard on from every time I say a dirty comment.
2:30 AM we get bored so we decide to go to another place. The bartender asks for my number so I give it to him.
3:00 AM At the other club the scene is pretty dark (meaning we are the only white people there) so I do not feel so comfortable. I see a friend I met at the dinner earlier and leave with him to go smoke hookah.
4:00 AM smoking hookah with the new friend pretending to be interested. Not working out. I am now horny but bored.
4:30 AM in the cab on the way home just received a phone call from a blocked number. At this time of the day it is clear the phone call serves a purpose so I answer to find out it is the gay club bartender.
Bartender: "Hey, just wanted to say it was nice to meet you tonight"
Me: "Yes, _________ (My Address). Come."
Bartender: "...On my way."
5:00 AM I get home where the man awaits me at the door. He looks a lot different with his clothes on so I tell him to take them off. We start fooling around when I tell him that he can't stay long because I have class in the morning. I take my clothes off because it is just "too hot" and he starts caressing on my body. He tells me there is no way that he can fuck me tonight because he would need at least 3 hours to spend with me after I drove him crazy all night at the bar. He made a good point. He mentioned that if he were to fuck me he would come in 5 minutes because of how sexy I am. No problem, continue my amazing oral therapy please.
6:00 AM A few orgasms later I kick him out and crash.
VERDICT: man hunting for a gay friend at gay bar leads to multiple orgasms from super sexy bartender. GOOD NIGHT.
Tonight I got call from the X guy. He is shitty in bed but still good looking and charming and he throws some of the best parties in NYC, so I decided to keep connections with him. A quickie can't ever hurt if I run into him. He's just like cocaine, the feeling is great, but short, followed by a boring fall.
9:00 PM I go pick up my girlfriend and have wine at her place.
10:00 PM we get to the restaurant where X is hosting the party. Sit down at dinner with some random girls I have no intention on getting to know and act nice. These girls drive me insane. It amazes me how stupid some people could be sometimes, but still I act nice. I am totally eye fucking X while he is having to entertain everyone. It's a nice feeling knowing that I am the best looking girl in the whole entire place. Makes me feel good.
11:00 PM after dinner my SUPER hot gay Norwegian best friend comes over and makes every guy jealous by talking to me. I start dancing with him just to make everyone envious of us. Two beautiful people dancing together can make everyone envious.
12:00 AM My Norway Love tells me he is bored and wants to go. I look around the place once more to make sure I am not leaving and delicious prey there and ensure myself that no guys are worth talking to so we leave.
12:30 AM on the way to a different spot I ask him to go to gay club instead for a change of scenery. I was not planning on getting laid tonight so it would be a cool night to just go catch up with a friend and eye fuck super sexy gay men.
1:00 AM we get to the gay club were both me and him check out the scene to see what his options are. We get disappointed. At the bar, the sexy bartender in his short short whitie tighties and sexy tight body starts talking to us. They know each other. I eye fuck him while telling Norway he should hit that. He shortly informs me that the amazing bartender is totally straight. I later find that out after he starts making out with me across the bar and gets a hard on from every time I say a dirty comment.
2:30 AM we get bored so we decide to go to another place. The bartender asks for my number so I give it to him.
3:00 AM At the other club the scene is pretty dark (meaning we are the only white people there) so I do not feel so comfortable. I see a friend I met at the dinner earlier and leave with him to go smoke hookah.
4:00 AM smoking hookah with the new friend pretending to be interested. Not working out. I am now horny but bored.
4:30 AM in the cab on the way home just received a phone call from a blocked number. At this time of the day it is clear the phone call serves a purpose so I answer to find out it is the gay club bartender.
Bartender: "Hey, just wanted to say it was nice to meet you tonight"
Me: "Yes, _________ (My Address). Come."
Bartender: "...On my way."
5:00 AM I get home where the man awaits me at the door. He looks a lot different with his clothes on so I tell him to take them off. We start fooling around when I tell him that he can't stay long because I have class in the morning. I take my clothes off because it is just "too hot" and he starts caressing on my body. He tells me there is no way that he can fuck me tonight because he would need at least 3 hours to spend with me after I drove him crazy all night at the bar. He made a good point. He mentioned that if he were to fuck me he would come in 5 minutes because of how sexy I am. No problem, continue my amazing oral therapy please.
6:00 AM A few orgasms later I kick him out and crash.
VERDICT: man hunting for a gay friend at gay bar leads to multiple orgasms from super sexy bartender. GOOD NIGHT.
Moroccan/Israeli Date
Thursday March 11
Tonight I was destroyed from last night's lack of sleep. This hot Moroccan Israeli called me and asked me if I wanted Moroccan food. I was hungry so I agreed to meet him. Tonight was a chill/date talking night. I did not kiss or do anything with him, just talked about life. It was relaxing and enjoyable. I will see him again soon.
Tonight I was destroyed from last night's lack of sleep. This hot Moroccan Israeli called me and asked me if I wanted Moroccan food. I was hungry so I agreed to meet him. Tonight was a chill/date talking night. I did not kiss or do anything with him, just talked about life. It was relaxing and enjoyable. I will see him again soon.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Albanian Boob Errection
Tuesday March 2
After numerous hectic phone calls, I decided to see what my friend wanted from me. He said he had to talk to me ASAP and asked if I was home. Since I was home, I told him to come by for a hookah and some drawings.
8:00 PM My friend for over a year came over and was hesitating to talk. He was nervous and looked upset. Finally he told me that we could not be friends anymore because he can't keep lying to himself about his feelings for me. He told me that he has loved me since the first week we met and that he could not be my friend, just my lover. I was shocked and told him I do not have those type of feelings for him. He left my apartment crying historically.
10:00 PM I met up with my two of my coworkers at a free dinner with a hot promoter to have a good time. The dinner was delicious and the wine was even more intriguing. The promoter wanted to go to a certain club that I do not like so when we got outside we jumped right into the cab to go to a much more chic place. Of course the promoter got very mad and blew up my phone. I ignored it.
12:00 AM We got to the other club that is IMPOSSIBLE to get in but my connection was an owner (Albanian) that loves my boobs. He let us in, took us to his table, gave us a bottle of champagne and asked me to go to the bathroom with him. His great obsession with my breast was solved when he came all over them in the bathroom stall. He wanted a blow job which I refused. I don't give blow jobs to whores because you can never know what they might have. He is a great looking guy that has the biggest dick I have ever seen. Although the big dick sounds tempting, I could not go further with him since I knew he is a dirty whore. Oh well.
3:00 AM Me and my girlfriends finally got bored at the club and decided to go smoke some weed at a good friend of mine's place. (American) We hung out with him, smoked a blunt then got the munchies.
4:00 AM Finally at the diner under my apartment for western omelet, fries and French Toast.
5:00 AM got back to my apartment with my girls where we smoked hashish and crashed.
VERDICT: Break a guy's heart (Canadian) Guy comes on my boobs (Albanian) Smoked with a friend (American) then topped the night off with diner breakfast and hashish.
After numerous hectic phone calls, I decided to see what my friend wanted from me. He said he had to talk to me ASAP and asked if I was home. Since I was home, I told him to come by for a hookah and some drawings.
8:00 PM My friend for over a year came over and was hesitating to talk. He was nervous and looked upset. Finally he told me that we could not be friends anymore because he can't keep lying to himself about his feelings for me. He told me that he has loved me since the first week we met and that he could not be my friend, just my lover. I was shocked and told him I do not have those type of feelings for him. He left my apartment crying historically.
10:00 PM I met up with my two of my coworkers at a free dinner with a hot promoter to have a good time. The dinner was delicious and the wine was even more intriguing. The promoter wanted to go to a certain club that I do not like so when we got outside we jumped right into the cab to go to a much more chic place. Of course the promoter got very mad and blew up my phone. I ignored it.
12:00 AM We got to the other club that is IMPOSSIBLE to get in but my connection was an owner (Albanian) that loves my boobs. He let us in, took us to his table, gave us a bottle of champagne and asked me to go to the bathroom with him. His great obsession with my breast was solved when he came all over them in the bathroom stall. He wanted a blow job which I refused. I don't give blow jobs to whores because you can never know what they might have. He is a great looking guy that has the biggest dick I have ever seen. Although the big dick sounds tempting, I could not go further with him since I knew he is a dirty whore. Oh well.
3:00 AM Me and my girlfriends finally got bored at the club and decided to go smoke some weed at a good friend of mine's place. (American) We hung out with him, smoked a blunt then got the munchies.
4:00 AM Finally at the diner under my apartment for western omelet, fries and French Toast.
5:00 AM got back to my apartment with my girls where we smoked hashish and crashed.
VERDICT: Break a guy's heart (Canadian) Guy comes on my boobs (Albanian) Smoked with a friend (American) then topped the night off with diner breakfast and hashish.
French Joint
Wednesday, March 10
After class I met with my good friend for drinks then we went on to my house. At the house we talked men, clothes, shoes, makeup...girl stuff.
Tonight I had a double date set up for me and my sister with two brothers, one of which was the stupidest one in the world (From Montenegro) but extremely beautiful and the other one smart but not so beautiful.
Since my other friend came over we could not just leave her alone so we called the boys and told them that we have another friend with us, and let's just go out instead of dinner setting. They were much happier to hear about the third friend so they agreed.
Before meeting with the Montenegro boys we decided to go to a charity event to mingle with sexy rich finance men.
8:00 PM We got to the restaurant for a charity event where it seemed pretty dry and mostly women. NOT our scene, so we had a glass of wine then headed over to our friend's house.
10:30 PM The SISTER of the Montenegro boys came to pick us up to take us to one of our favorite spots, Cipriani upstairs for the club part to go mingle with other sexy singles. Also there, was one of my old stalkers that is completely obsessed with me. He said a smart ass comment to me so I was a complete bitch to him in front of his friend. He was very jealous of the brothers as well as they were of him. After many many glasses of champagne we decided that the men there sucked and they were all old ugly and not worth staying.
1:00 AM My sister went home and me and my friend went to a club so she can show her face and socialize. I'm always up for clubs so I was more than happy to go assist her. Although tonight I was not on a manhunt, at our table was this aaaaaamazing French hottie that stole my thoughts for the night.
First thing I did in the club was smoke a joint with the French guy. Great way to meet him. (Common Interests)
3:00 AM My friend announced that she is bored and hasn't found a man yet, so she is leaving. I told her I will leave in half an hour (my mind was set on Frenchie) I went up to the Frenchie and asked him if he has more pot and he said yes but at his house. Then I told him we should go smoke.
3:30 AM Making out in the taxicab ride to St. Marks Street with the super hot Frenchie totally turned me on. When we got to his place, I told him I was too hot so I had to undress in my underwear. We smoked a joint then moved to his bedroom.
6:00 AM After 4 rounds of amazing sex I was ready for bed. He was just my type, tall, dark and handsome with a big fucking dick. The sex was not so romantic, but very wild and hard. Very great way to exercise.
8:00 AM Woke up and lied about having class, then left to go home.
VERDICT: amazing sex with a hot french guy. Big dick= Check. Multiple Orgasms=Check. Sex again?= Check...
After class I met with my good friend for drinks then we went on to my house. At the house we talked men, clothes, shoes, makeup...girl stuff.
Tonight I had a double date set up for me and my sister with two brothers, one of which was the stupidest one in the world (From Montenegro) but extremely beautiful and the other one smart but not so beautiful.
Since my other friend came over we could not just leave her alone so we called the boys and told them that we have another friend with us, and let's just go out instead of dinner setting. They were much happier to hear about the third friend so they agreed.
Before meeting with the Montenegro boys we decided to go to a charity event to mingle with sexy rich finance men.
8:00 PM We got to the restaurant for a charity event where it seemed pretty dry and mostly women. NOT our scene, so we had a glass of wine then headed over to our friend's house.
10:30 PM The SISTER of the Montenegro boys came to pick us up to take us to one of our favorite spots, Cipriani upstairs for the club part to go mingle with other sexy singles. Also there, was one of my old stalkers that is completely obsessed with me. He said a smart ass comment to me so I was a complete bitch to him in front of his friend. He was very jealous of the brothers as well as they were of him. After many many glasses of champagne we decided that the men there sucked and they were all old ugly and not worth staying.
1:00 AM My sister went home and me and my friend went to a club so she can show her face and socialize. I'm always up for clubs so I was more than happy to go assist her. Although tonight I was not on a manhunt, at our table was this aaaaaamazing French hottie that stole my thoughts for the night.
First thing I did in the club was smoke a joint with the French guy. Great way to meet him. (Common Interests)
3:00 AM My friend announced that she is bored and hasn't found a man yet, so she is leaving. I told her I will leave in half an hour (my mind was set on Frenchie) I went up to the Frenchie and asked him if he has more pot and he said yes but at his house. Then I told him we should go smoke.
3:30 AM Making out in the taxicab ride to St. Marks Street with the super hot Frenchie totally turned me on. When we got to his place, I told him I was too hot so I had to undress in my underwear. We smoked a joint then moved to his bedroom.
6:00 AM After 4 rounds of amazing sex I was ready for bed. He was just my type, tall, dark and handsome with a big fucking dick. The sex was not so romantic, but very wild and hard. Very great way to exercise.
8:00 AM Woke up and lied about having class, then left to go home.
VERDICT: amazing sex with a hot french guy. Big dick= Check. Multiple Orgasms=Check. Sex again?= Check...
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Brunching hard
Saturday: Official Party Brunch Day in NYC
12:00 PM: Woke up, had coffee with my roommate and partner in crime.
2:00 PM: Our driver came and got us
2:15 PM: Met another friend of ours at Bagatelle along with our sponsor (man who was going to pay for everything) He should feel privileged to be out with such beautiful girls, so I would never feel bad that he is in charge of paying the bills. Plus, without a sponsor we would never be able to afford our crazy partying habits.
3:00 PM: Angry because he didn't make a good enough reservation and we are not seated yet, everyone starts to get hungry. We finish 3 bottles of wine.
4:00 PM: Spice Market next door to fill our stomachs with delicious food and expensive sake. Of course we ordered everything we felt like having and the poor guy pays.
5:00 PM: After filling up on delicious food, we are in the mood to dance so we go on over to Revel where we planned on ditching the guy with us. There, he feels uncomfortable because everyone already knows each other.
5:30 PM: After he disappears we end up at a friends table where we meet another table full of Brazilians (yes, again Brazil) After many glasses of rose wine everyone starts feeling tipsy.
6:00 PM: Place is about to shut down. I am still drinking my wine and at this point start grabbing every guy's ass that walks in front of me for "survey" to see the difference in asses from different countries (just an excuse to grab every one's ass)
7:00 PM: They kick everyone out by then, of course not me since I was too busy grabbing every one's ass. The sexy Brazilian that has been flirting with me all night and I have been ignoring walks up to me. He is with a Italian sexy friend I know as well. They tell me about after party at their house.
7:30 PM: Just arrived at the Brazilians loft with my friend. They purchased 5 bottles of champagne. I am still playing hard to get. (because he has mutual friends with my other Brazilian lover even though I want him so bad.)
8:00 PM: I end up upstairs with the Brazilian.
8:30 PM: After getting completely sexually satisfied (not a mutual relationship) I get up and tell him I have to run. Downstairs my friend can't find her phone so I say to the people that whoever finds her phone gets a prize. The sexy Italian found the phone and asked for his prize. I refuse to cooperate, so he grabs me and starts making out with me passionately in front of everyone. Sexy. Nice. I wouldn't mind it again. Brazilian gets jealous so he starts making out with me.
9:30 PM: Finally home after the most hilarious cab ride where my friend threw up on the side of the cab. My friend goes to sleep, I lay on the couch for 10 minutes to catch my breath.
10:00 PM: Mexican restaurant with my other friend for amazing free food and Margaritas.
11:30 PM: Ended up smoking hookah at Veranda with everyone. Met my friend there and he bought me a drink.
12:30 AM: My friend wants to go to Kiss & Fly. so we go. There are many guys literally chasing after us.
2:00 AM: I can't function or even stand up anymore. Been drinking for 12 hours non stop. Time to go home.
3:00 AM: Home, sweet home... Smoking a J...
12:00 PM: Woke up, had coffee with my roommate and partner in crime.
2:00 PM: Our driver came and got us
2:15 PM: Met another friend of ours at Bagatelle along with our sponsor (man who was going to pay for everything) He should feel privileged to be out with such beautiful girls, so I would never feel bad that he is in charge of paying the bills. Plus, without a sponsor we would never be able to afford our crazy partying habits.
3:00 PM: Angry because he didn't make a good enough reservation and we are not seated yet, everyone starts to get hungry. We finish 3 bottles of wine.
4:00 PM: Spice Market next door to fill our stomachs with delicious food and expensive sake. Of course we ordered everything we felt like having and the poor guy pays.
5:00 PM: After filling up on delicious food, we are in the mood to dance so we go on over to Revel where we planned on ditching the guy with us. There, he feels uncomfortable because everyone already knows each other.
5:30 PM: After he disappears we end up at a friends table where we meet another table full of Brazilians (yes, again Brazil) After many glasses of rose wine everyone starts feeling tipsy.
6:00 PM: Place is about to shut down. I am still drinking my wine and at this point start grabbing every guy's ass that walks in front of me for "survey" to see the difference in asses from different countries (just an excuse to grab every one's ass)
7:00 PM: They kick everyone out by then, of course not me since I was too busy grabbing every one's ass. The sexy Brazilian that has been flirting with me all night and I have been ignoring walks up to me. He is with a Italian sexy friend I know as well. They tell me about after party at their house.
7:30 PM: Just arrived at the Brazilians loft with my friend. They purchased 5 bottles of champagne. I am still playing hard to get. (because he has mutual friends with my other Brazilian lover even though I want him so bad.)
8:00 PM: I end up upstairs with the Brazilian.
8:30 PM: After getting completely sexually satisfied (not a mutual relationship) I get up and tell him I have to run. Downstairs my friend can't find her phone so I say to the people that whoever finds her phone gets a prize. The sexy Italian found the phone and asked for his prize. I refuse to cooperate, so he grabs me and starts making out with me passionately in front of everyone. Sexy. Nice. I wouldn't mind it again. Brazilian gets jealous so he starts making out with me.
9:30 PM: Finally home after the most hilarious cab ride where my friend threw up on the side of the cab. My friend goes to sleep, I lay on the couch for 10 minutes to catch my breath.
10:00 PM: Mexican restaurant with my other friend for amazing free food and Margaritas.
11:30 PM: Ended up smoking hookah at Veranda with everyone. Met my friend there and he bought me a drink.
12:30 AM: My friend wants to go to Kiss & Fly. so we go. There are many guys literally chasing after us.
2:00 AM: I can't function or even stand up anymore. Been drinking for 12 hours non stop. Time to go home.
3:00 AM: Home, sweet home... Smoking a J...
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Ecstasy
This was my first time trying X...
5:00 PM I started the day off great, with a good breakfast and hardcore workout. As I finished my early course, I became very bored and answered a message from one of my many admirers. He wanted to take me to dinner and drinks at Cipriani's, so I was down for it. Since the guy was not very attractive I started drinking a lot in order to act interested in the conversation.
9:00 PM As I realized that the guy was too boring, I told him that I wanted to go home and smoke some pot. So he asked his driver to give me a ride home then bought me weed. He didn't have to buy it, but I couldn't complain.
Once home, I smoked up then realized I had promised this hot French guy that I would go to dinner with him. Since I was a bit high, bored and not in the mood to walk outside my house on a cold day I just told the guy to come to my place.
10:00 PM The French guy came over with a bottle of wine (like I suggested). He wasn't very interesting to talk to so we just started cuddling and kissing. As we were kissing I became very bored and wanted him to leave. He was completely destroyed that I was going to kick him out. He was expecting to spend the night at my apartment which was never going to happen.
12:00 AM After kicking the guy out of my apartment, I realized that I was very horny, a bit drunk and not tired at all. Earlier at Cipriani's I saw a guy that I fooled around with a few months back. So I decided to answer his messages at this time saying "Are you almost here?" Of course, he got right in a cab and came on over.
While I was waiting on him, I realized that I had an ecstasy pill a friend gave to me on my desk. Since I never tried it before I wanted to make sure I was in a controlled environment. I then took half of the pill and waited. As soon as the pill started kicking in, he came knocking at my door. I opened the door in my underwear then welcomed him quickly. We started fooling around and then having sex. I was in heaven because it felt soo good. Unfortunately the guy couldn't handle my excitement and he came too quick and disappointed me.
7:00 AM After a long night of fun and disappointment, the pill I took made me unable to sleep. i spent the whole time after he fell asleep touching my body and his non stop because it felt so soft and silky. Watching the snowflakes outside my window was relaxing but I was annoyed to have someone in my bed.
8:00 AM Annoyed because he is still in my bed and I can't sleep, I woke him up and told him I have to run to work and that I am super late. Good lie to kick him out.
5:00 PM I started the day off great, with a good breakfast and hardcore workout. As I finished my early course, I became very bored and answered a message from one of my many admirers. He wanted to take me to dinner and drinks at Cipriani's, so I was down for it. Since the guy was not very attractive I started drinking a lot in order to act interested in the conversation.
9:00 PM As I realized that the guy was too boring, I told him that I wanted to go home and smoke some pot. So he asked his driver to give me a ride home then bought me weed. He didn't have to buy it, but I couldn't complain.
Once home, I smoked up then realized I had promised this hot French guy that I would go to dinner with him. Since I was a bit high, bored and not in the mood to walk outside my house on a cold day I just told the guy to come to my place.
10:00 PM The French guy came over with a bottle of wine (like I suggested). He wasn't very interesting to talk to so we just started cuddling and kissing. As we were kissing I became very bored and wanted him to leave. He was completely destroyed that I was going to kick him out. He was expecting to spend the night at my apartment which was never going to happen.
12:00 AM After kicking the guy out of my apartment, I realized that I was very horny, a bit drunk and not tired at all. Earlier at Cipriani's I saw a guy that I fooled around with a few months back. So I decided to answer his messages at this time saying "Are you almost here?" Of course, he got right in a cab and came on over.
While I was waiting on him, I realized that I had an ecstasy pill a friend gave to me on my desk. Since I never tried it before I wanted to make sure I was in a controlled environment. I then took half of the pill and waited. As soon as the pill started kicking in, he came knocking at my door. I opened the door in my underwear then welcomed him quickly. We started fooling around and then having sex. I was in heaven because it felt soo good. Unfortunately the guy couldn't handle my excitement and he came too quick and disappointed me.
7:00 AM After a long night of fun and disappointment, the pill I took made me unable to sleep. i spent the whole time after he fell asleep touching my body and his non stop because it felt so soft and silky. Watching the snowflakes outside my window was relaxing but I was annoyed to have someone in my bed.
8:00 AM Annoyed because he is still in my bed and I can't sleep, I woke him up and told him I have to run to work and that I am super late. Good lie to kick him out.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Brazil
I met a group of amazingly stunning Brazilians out with friend on a Thursday night before I had to catch a flight on Friday. At the club I spotted him and stared at him in a sexy way until he got the point and came and talked to me. As a socialite it was hard to just stay focused on him while I had my many other men chasing me around. I decided to go with him to a different club for a change of scenery (and hoping that other guys that I am dating were not there) When we got the the club we had a passionate kiss at the entrance in a narrow corridor that turned me on to the max. After we got inside I looked around to find that there were at least five other guys I date in the club. So I mentioned to the Brazilian that I do not like kissing in public.
As I left on my vacation, the Brazilian and I kept in contact via phone/emails. He was going to leave to Brazil on Tuesday so I told him that we could meet up on Monday.
As I arrived in NYC on Monday, I felt exhausted from the long flight and too much partying the nights before so I decided he could come to me instead of going to a fancy restaurant to waste time. I knew what I wanted and also what he wanted, so there was no point in wasting our times. I invited the Brazilian over for wine and "movie" even though the TV was never turned on. He came over and talked... (a little bit) until the sexual tension between us started to take over. We played around, fooled around then ripped the condom box open.
I had never been with a Brazilian before him so I was curious on his techniques and movements, and let's just say I was VERY impressed! After round 1 I gave him more wine, then flirted non stop. Round 2 was in the living room followed by Round 3 on the kitchen counters. He was not so big in size, but that man could move and had a burning passion for the sex that I was craving so much.
I keep in contact with him and plan to go to Brazil soon.
As I left on my vacation, the Brazilian and I kept in contact via phone/emails. He was going to leave to Brazil on Tuesday so I told him that we could meet up on Monday.
As I arrived in NYC on Monday, I felt exhausted from the long flight and too much partying the nights before so I decided he could come to me instead of going to a fancy restaurant to waste time. I knew what I wanted and also what he wanted, so there was no point in wasting our times. I invited the Brazilian over for wine and "movie" even though the TV was never turned on. He came over and talked... (a little bit) until the sexual tension between us started to take over. We played around, fooled around then ripped the condom box open.
I had never been with a Brazilian before him so I was curious on his techniques and movements, and let's just say I was VERY impressed! After round 1 I gave him more wine, then flirted non stop. Round 2 was in the living room followed by Round 3 on the kitchen counters. He was not so big in size, but that man could move and had a burning passion for the sex that I was craving so much.
I keep in contact with him and plan to go to Brazil soon.
Intro
I am a woman. A good looking 25 year old woman that loves to date many different men. Men from all over the world, of all shapes and sizes. Being an educated, confident and independent woman makes dating very easy and fun. But first, to lure my prey in I use my appearance to attract my next victims.
Nightlife in New York City is always great because of the international mix of men. On any given night you could meet men from every country of the world. As a girl in love with men, the city provides me with an international buffet to choose from.
I have realized my problem with using men for sexual satisfaction and just pure entertainment will never come to an end; therefore I have to share my stories with the world.
I started my dating spree and within a couple years I piled up a large list of countries of men from where I have had sexual encounters with...
Here is a short list:
Australia
Brazil
Bulgaria
Canada
Chile
Colombia
Croatia
Czech Republic
Dominican Republic
Egypt
France
Germany
Greece
Hungary
Iran
Israel
Italy
Japan
Jordan
Lebanon
Macedonia
Mexico
Moldova
Monaco
Montenegro
Morocco
Mozambique
Netherlands
Nigeria
Norway
Peru
Portugal
Romania
Russia
Saudi Arabia
Spain
Sweeden
Switzerland
Turkey
United Arab Emirates
United Kingdom
United States
This is no joke. I went through a list of countries and wrote down the country from where I have dated guys from and the list went on and on and on...
Nightlife in New York City is always great because of the international mix of men. On any given night you could meet men from every country of the world. As a girl in love with men, the city provides me with an international buffet to choose from.
I have realized my problem with using men for sexual satisfaction and just pure entertainment will never come to an end; therefore I have to share my stories with the world.
I started my dating spree and within a couple years I piled up a large list of countries of men from where I have had sexual encounters with...
Here is a short list:
Australia
Brazil
Bulgaria
Canada
Chile
Colombia
Croatia
Czech Republic
Dominican Republic
Egypt
France
Germany
Greece
Hungary
Iran
Israel
Italy
Japan
Jordan
Lebanon
Macedonia
Mexico
Moldova
Monaco
Montenegro
Morocco
Mozambique
Netherlands
Nigeria
Norway
Peru
Portugal
Romania
Russia
Saudi Arabia
Spain
Sweeden
Switzerland
Turkey
United Arab Emirates
United Kingdom
United States
This is no joke. I went through a list of countries and wrote down the country from where I have dated guys from and the list went on and on and on...
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