Dear Diary,
I've gathered that the multiverse was sending me a message this weekend... that these are my wonder years. Friday night at dinner I find myself sitting by and eating close to "Winnie" from "The Wonder Years". Sunday evening I report to the theatre in Studio City to perform my somewhat regular stand-in role for the play "It's Just Sex"... And who happens to be there as the new lead actress? The hot older sister from "The Wonder Years"! (She also played a great villain on "Law and Order") As soon as I had the chance to have a natural convo with her, I geeked out and told her what a fan I was. She was really sweet to me and I think I had as much of a buzz from meeting her as I did from performing my small role. Somewhere along the way in dawned on me...these last few years and now seem like my "wonder years."
I only appear in the first act, but fortunately I am heavily featured in that act. After my bit is done I sneak around to the back seating of the theatre and watch the performance. Last night I invited a friend to come watch the play. He was driving up from Newport Beach and was running late. By the time he arrived the play had started and my part was over. He texted me from the restaurant/bar across the street and I quietly left the play and made my way to the restaurant.
My friend and I have one of those modern relationships. Until last night I had never met him in person. We've known each other since way back before I was even in the adult industry. I met him online in a chat room one day. I was in Des Moines working and he was a law student at the University of Iowa. We got to chatting and eventually in progressed to webcam conversations, and from there it turned sexual and he would masturbate for me on camera. He's tall, slender, has curly dark hair and is really cute, but the elephant in the room was his cock. And I mean elephant.
So this went on for awhile, where we would hook up on-line and I would talk dirty and he would slay the dragon. He had a on again-off again girlfriend at the time and we could never find the time to hook up in person, until last night.
Since those years ago in Iowa, we have both landed in Cali. Last night we finally met in person. We met in the bar at the restaurant (the bar-restaurant that Robert Blake had that women killed at) but it was "Opera night" in the bar and there was an older crowd who seemed to be taking it all quite seriously. I suggested we get a table and have a bite.
We moved to the restaurant and ordered. He was full of questions for me and we chatted and then ate. He still looked great, just like he did 5-6 years ago. He was really cute and nice. After a couple hours we called it a night and I walked him to his car in the parking lot. We kissed by his car and I could feel his already raging boner pressed against me. We got into the car and I told him to take it out. He reclined his chair back and peeled his jeans and underwear down. Out sprang his angry boner like a cobra with rigor mortis. I got wet. I took it in my hands, both...which I couldn't get all the way around girth... and you know how I love the thick ones. His was thick and long. I could stroke with two hands and still had plenty of room to go up and down. I spit on it like a pissed-off camel until it was fully lubed. I stroked him and tongued his balls and shaft. I could feel his climax coming. I told him to start stroking his cock while I watched. I layed my head back against the steering wheel and started talking dirty to him, being bossy to him, sometimes licking his balls until he exploded into and around his hands.
Then I drove home, cleaned up and crawled into bed with hubby. In the dark of our bedroom I whispered into his ear everything that had just happened to me. I made him take me as I told him the details of my evening. He talked dirty shit to me as I came all over his cock while imagining it was my new-old friend.
....yes, these just might be my Wonder Years...
Diary of India Summer 2010
I've gathered that the multiverse was sending me a message this weekend... that these are my wonder years. Friday night at dinner I find myself sitting by and eating close to "Winnie" from "The Wonder Years". Sunday evening I report to the theatre in Studio City to perform my somewhat regular stand-in role for the play "It's Just Sex"... And who happens to be there as the new lead actress? The hot older sister from "The Wonder Years"! (She also played a great villain on "Law and Order") As soon as I had the chance to have a natural convo with her, I geeked out and told her what a fan I was. She was really sweet to me and I think I had as much of a buzz from meeting her as I did from performing my small role. Somewhere along the way in dawned on me...these last few years and now seem like my "wonder years."
I only appear in the first act, but fortunately I am heavily featured in that act. After my bit is done I sneak around to the back seating of the theatre and watch the performance. Last night I invited a friend to come watch the play. He was driving up from Newport Beach and was running late. By the time he arrived the play had started and my part was over. He texted me from the restaurant/bar across the street and I quietly left the play and made my way to the restaurant.
My friend and I have one of those modern relationships. Until last night I had never met him in person. We've known each other since way back before I was even in the adult industry. I met him online in a chat room one day. I was in Des Moines working and he was a law student at the University of Iowa. We got to chatting and eventually in progressed to webcam conversations, and from there it turned sexual and he would masturbate for me on camera. He's tall, slender, has curly dark hair and is really cute, but the elephant in the room was his cock. And I mean elephant.
So this went on for awhile, where we would hook up on-line and I would talk dirty and he would slay the dragon. He had a on again-off again girlfriend at the time and we could never find the time to hook up in person, until last night.
Since those years ago in Iowa, we have both landed in Cali. Last night we finally met in person. We met in the bar at the restaurant (the bar-restaurant that Robert Blake had that women killed at) but it was "Opera night" in the bar and there was an older crowd who seemed to be taking it all quite seriously. I suggested we get a table and have a bite.
We moved to the restaurant and ordered. He was full of questions for me and we chatted and then ate. He still looked great, just like he did 5-6 years ago. He was really cute and nice. After a couple hours we called it a night and I walked him to his car in the parking lot. We kissed by his car and I could feel his already raging boner pressed against me. We got into the car and I told him to take it out. He reclined his chair back and peeled his jeans and underwear down. Out sprang his angry boner like a cobra with rigor mortis. I got wet. I took it in my hands, both...which I couldn't get all the way around girth... and you know how I love the thick ones. His was thick and long. I could stroke with two hands and still had plenty of room to go up and down. I spit on it like a pissed-off camel until it was fully lubed. I stroked him and tongued his balls and shaft. I could feel his climax coming. I told him to start stroking his cock while I watched. I layed my head back against the steering wheel and started talking dirty to him, being bossy to him, sometimes licking his balls until he exploded into and around his hands.
Then I drove home, cleaned up and crawled into bed with hubby. In the dark of our bedroom I whispered into his ear everything that had just happened to me. I made him take me as I told him the details of my evening. He talked dirty shit to me as I came all over his cock while imagining it was my new-old friend.
....yes, these just might be my Wonder Years...
Diary of India Summer 2010