April 10, 2009

Two Years in the Making

Filed under: Adventures

It doesn’t seem like it but, I started this blog 4 years ago in February 05’. And over that time, I have met some very nice people via my blog. I have met a few people that I consider true friends that I have met in person. There are some I consider “internet” friends, where there has become regular dialogue and concern for their well being, but have not met in person. As with regular life I have also met some flakey people via the internet and my blog in particular. This entry is about a young lady I met via the blog and how I feel she flaked out on me when we finally met after two years of internet correspondence and a few phone calls.

This person lives on the west coast, so we will call her WCG for West Coast Girl. Please do not confuse this person with Cali Girl. I am not sure exactly how long WCG had been reading my blog. Some people “lurk” in the background for awhile before deciding to be interactive on the blog and leave comments. The first comments I received from WCG lets me know that it had been about 2 years from the time she first appeared on the blog and when we finally met here in Atlanta.

When I first started writing the blog, I would post updates on a BP page that I had created just for the blog. I would invite people to check out the blog on BP and she was one of the people that got an invite. We started communicating on BP and then started chatting on IM. We talked about relationships, life, family and all the regular things that grown people talk about. She shared with me that she really enjoy some of the more sensual parts of what I wrote and even shared my blog with a girlfriend. Some of our discussions got pretty hot and detailed. We seemed to both be attracted and openly flirted with each other. We even discussed having a fun encounter the next time she made it to Atlanta.

She was in Cali and made it to Atlanta once or twice a year, so there was a possibility of us meeting, but in my mind it was remote. I have grown to learn that you can meet people via the net and it is strictly an online communication and it will never go further. We did do the normal exchanging of pictures. She is an attractive woman with no question. Not 100% my type because of how tall she was and she didn’t really have any ass, but attractive with out a doubt. From our conversations she found me attractive, but I was not exactly what she dated. She was into the pretty boy flashy athlete type. That is not me, although I am a “redbone” I am not the pretty boy type and not flashy at all. Regardless, we both had enough attraction physically and mentally where we stayed in touch.

Me and WCG became regular chat buddies. We would chat on average 3 times a week. We were like old friends catching up on family and things that were happening in our lives. We would even talk about our dating situations and sexual adventures. She ended up making a couple of trips to Atlanta, but we were never able to hook up. Either she had a busy schedule or I was out of town. It was always something. We would say we should try to meet, but it never was a priority from either of us. The first time she came to Atlanta was a couple of months after we actually started chatting. She actually flaked on me a bit then and admitted that she got nervous to meet me. The time before we actually met, she was walking distance from my condo hanging out, but I had company and couldn’t get away to meet her. It was starting to seem like we wouldn’t meet.

The time before we met was about a 1 year and a half after we first started to communicate with each other. At this time our communication was more on a plutonic friend’s level than anything. She kind of slid in a comment on that trip that she was feeling a little frisky, but that was one of the few times we had even flirted with each other like that.

The next time she came to town, we planned to meet again. It was actually Halloween weekend 08’. I thought we were going to meet the first night and it didn’t happen, so I was really thinking it was going to be the same as usual. The next day, I had an extremely busy day and was really dead tired. That night about 10:00 PM we started texting each other and she told me she was in for the night at her girlfriend’s house. She suggested that I come over so that we could meet. Anybody that knows me will tell you that once I have it in my mind that I am in for the night, it’s pretty much a wrap. My body and mind was tired, but at the same time I didn’t want to be the reason we didn’t meet. So, I tell her to text me the address of her friend and I pulled it up on yahoo maps. The shit was an hour away with out any traffic. That pretty much sealed the deal for me. I was not about to make that trip.

Again, I didn’t want the reason for us not to meet to be me. So, I asked her did she remember what she said she wanted to experience with me when we first started chatting. She initially hesitated and asked me to remind her, but I could tell that she remembered. Below is what she actually said via commenting on the blog, but we were actually chatting via IM when she posted this. Our IM conversation was in more explicit detail, but this is what she said as she was responding to one of my blog entries entitled Confessions of a Semi Lurker:

I can vouch for ms richochet……..my experience as a semi-lurker with FGM and the YM has had me cum about 6 times within a 24hour time frame……….i must admit reading his very well written and descriptive blogs while viewing the slide-show of the YM has made me more than wet…….I will be visiting the ATL soon and i will have moved from ‘lurker’ to FGM’s lil slut………I am BEYOND excited and more than wet………i plan on giving him his next anal action and head that will be beyond mind blowing……but shhhhhh he doesnt know it yet wink its a secret”………….

Now as I mentioned we had not really had any sexual conversation in a long time, so I tried to use what she said in the blog to call her bluff so that she would back out and I would not have to make that long ass drive. I am not sure if she was horny or really just wanted to finally meet, but she agreed to be down with what she mentioned in the blog. She did have a catch and that was we both had to be attracted to each other to go forward. I understood and agreed, but at this time I had gone from dead tired to very excited, because we had been flirting around with this thing for two years.

I drive out to her girl’s house and it was right at an hour to get to her. By the time I changed my mind to go meet her and the drive to get there it was after midnight. Her girl had gone to bed and we had the living room area to ourselves. When I got there we greeted and shared how we were glad to finally meet each other. She had showered and had a couple of glasses of wine by the time I had gotten there. We get comfortable on the sofa and have a nice general conversation. It started off a little nervous as expected, but we got comfortable relatively quick. I had discussed giving her a foot massage over the phone so after I felt that we were pretty comfortable with each other I told her to lay back and slide her feet to me.

As I massaged her feet I could tell she started to relax more so I began sucking her toes. She told me she had never really had that done, so I made sure I took my time licking and sucking each toe. Once I gave her feet enough attention I told her that I had to taste her pussy. I pulled off her sweats and she didn’t have on any panties so she was ready for some fun. If you have been reading my blog for awhile, you know I love to eat pussy, but if the woman really responds well to me eating her it makes me want to just eat the pussy all night. When I started eating her pussy she responded well immediately. She was moaning, groaning, grinding her hips, she grabbed my head and was pulling my hair. The shit was very intense and I loved every minute of it. Once she started cumming she couldn’t stop. She came back to back to back it was very hot. It was so funny, she said: oh my God everything you wrote was true, you need to sell that shit. lol Too damn funny.

After I ate her for awhile, I was really craving to fuck her in the ass. I was really curious to see if she would honor doing it and how much she would enjoy it. She had experienced anal before and enjoyed it, but said she had never had an orgasm from it. As we were taking an orgasm break from oral, I told her I really wanted her ass and she agreed to it. I put her in doggy style on the sofa and started licking and fingering her ass and she really enjoyed it. I couldn’t enter her like I wanted from the sofa so I made her stand up and lean over the edge of the sofa. I was able to enter her ass without too much problem and it felt so damn good and tight. Her ass loosened up on my dick and started self lubricating. At that point I started pulling her hair and grabbing her hips to fuck her. About 10 minutes into it she came on my dick. Both of her legs started shaking and she kind of bucked up and down on my dick. Did I mention how her ass clinched on my dick? I kept telling her to let it go and cum for me again. Several minutes later she did just that and came again for me.

As we started coming to an end I could sense there was a mood change. I really couldn’t put my finger on it, but something happened. We ended by me having her kneel in front of me and I jacked of over her breast. We both cleaned up a little bit, but the show was over. I ended up leaving maybe 10 mins after I came. I was a bit disappointed in how it ended. I am a communicator and I was excited to talk about what had just happened, because this had been two years in the making. Not to mention how much shit talking we had done via IM over that time. I texted her when I got home and went to bed.

The next morning while I was heading to play ball I get this long text from her that we could no longer be friends and how she had never felt that bad after being with a person before. How she didn’t like the woman she was. She had recently started a long distance relationship with someone and we had discussed that, but it was a new situation and it was long distance. I texted her back saying that I didn’t agree with her statement about us no longer being friends. What was us not being friends going to solve? I was not trying to date her and I was not trying to affect her relationship. We had never even been down the road that we would be anything other than friends. This encounter had been building up for two years as well as our friendship. Now I completely understand her frustration about the encounter going down after she had decided that she was going to try to see where her long distance relationship was going to go. A lot of us have had sex with someone and kicked ourselves for doing it. Not that the situation was bad or good, but more that it should not have happened because of other things going on in our life.

We are not in the same city, we had no intention nor could we see each other on a regular basis. So, in my mind why throw away a two year friendship over something that was almost inevitable to happen? After reaching out to her a few weeks later she still felt the same way. I really felt that after a few weeks had gone by she would be ok with us just being plutonic friends. A few months had passed and I ended up in her hometown. I initially wasn’t going to reach out to her, but all I could think about was that she was my friend and it would be pretty fucked up if I flew into her hometown and didn’t at least speak. I give her a call the second day that I am there. As soon as I said who I was she hung up on me. I truly understand her personal frustration over what happened, but I feel she really over reacted. In fact I feel that she is being way too hard on herself.

Am I being unreasonable thinking we should still be able to be friends after two years friendship?

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  1. Sounds like maybe this chic has some deeper issues than what she’s expressing. I think you’ve done your part as far as reaching out to a friend, but her hanging up on you as soon as she found out who it was should speak volumes to you. Count this one as a loss babe and let her deal with her issues on her own. She’ll be back…

    Comment by Ms Redd — April 10, 2009 @ 10:37 pm

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