Every year around this time I find myself wondering how the hell the year went so fast – where did it go? Can I get it back? The old maxim about time speeding up as you get older is 100% true.
Tomorrow is my birthday. I can’t quite believe I’m going to be 32, which sounds so very old in my head, though I know it’s not. It’s just that I don’t feel like I’ve lived that long yet – I have so much still I want to experience and do and learn!
For instance, I still haven’t perfected the art of the blowjob yet, and we all know I can’t give up until I do. Nor have I found another man with perfect fingers. Surely there must be others out there! (Remind me to tell you all one day about the one I did find, for a short time…)
I have also not tried the reverse cowgirl yet (how is that possible – I have no idea) or slicked up with oil and gotten down to business on a shower curtain or similar waterproof sheet with a partner. Anal things, too, have only been lightly experimented with, and I’d like to try a bit more. And I have to admit that despite all my subbie tendencies that there’s a part of me fascinated by the idea of strapping on a 6″ cock and gently introducing a partner to the joys of anal sex, as well.
Gosh, that’s just the beginning. I haven’t seen two men make love, despite my marked fondness for gay porn. I haven’t had sex in an alley or a men’s bathroom (shiver) or an elevator yet, either.
All these are on my List Of Things To Do. I can’t possibly be old until I’ve tried them all. Twice. 🙂
Sadly, there don’t seem to be any birthday spankings in my immediate future (geez – what’s a horny birthday girl gotta do?), but I’m hoping to meet someone in the new year who would be willing to administer them retroactively.
Are you all really sure you can’t fly to Toronto and give me the birthday spanking I so richly deserve? 😉