...made charts about my sex life

i made charts about my sexual history, including things like how many people fucked while drunk, how many friends vs strangers i kissed, how good people were in relation to how well i knew them, etc, based on my list when i was at uni. i dont have them anymore, lost in my laptop graveyard. but i have started doing them again. i dont have all my old diaries that has all the details in atm though so it is a bit hard. but here is the first two ive done. a simple one of how many people people i have fucked and when, comparing how many each month. and another one showing the cumulative total of how many people i have fucked over the past 10 years.

...woke up with a stranger in my bed

this has happened before and since, but this time was a particularly intense memory loss. my dad had gone away for a few weeks when i was 18, so i moved into his flat. not a clever move on any parents part. but lots of fun for me. so i woke up one morning after a big wednesday, pretty out of it, facing out of the bed. after a minute i realized that there was another body in my bed. i racked my brains about where i had been and who with last night, but came up with nothing. the last thing i remembered was pretty early in the night and i had a memory of being disappointed with the quality of a boy i had kissed. as that was the last thing i remembered, the ugly fear set in and i lost the ability to turn over and find out who this person was. i lay there for almost half an hour, trying to think and trying to delay the ugly shock i was gonna get. after a while i could tell he was awake too, so i slowly turned over and realized, this guy was hot. i was so surprised and relieved. i definitely had never seen him before in my life and had no idea who he was. so we exchanged mornings and when he asked me if he could stay for a bit and hang out and fuck more, i was happy to oblige, but i told him on one condition, that he tell me who the fuck he is and why he is in my bed. turned out to be a mates older brother, who i met randomly and decided to take back with me. we spent the whole day in bed making me some new memories and we ended up seeing each other for a few weeks. so who ever said not to accept rides from strangers, was definitely wrong.

...did it on a building site

there is a guy on my list, dance boy. i don’t really remember anything about him apart from we had a dance off a few times at this club i used to go to back home. i thought he was gay, but obviously not. one night he got hold of me and we ended up running about the city center together at 3am. we took all our clothes off and jumped into the big fountain, then we rolled out into the neighboring flower beds, where we tried to fuck. it was a bit too public, in the middle of the square, so we went off into an alley, but as we got into each others pants a massive flood light went on and we had to run off. not sure how, but we ended up on the scaffolding on the side of a building down another alley. i held onto the scaffolding in front of me while he fucked me from behind. i remember his brown corduroy coat. that is the last thing i remember. but that isn’t the only time i got it on in the streets of my home town.

...had two lame ducks

so last night an old favorite pb was out again. he didnt pester me as much as last week where he was rubbing my pussy in front of everyone and pretty much fucking me at the bar. but come the end of the night he was after a bit again. we made out for a while, and i was gonna send him home with just that, as i had another boy waiting to go home with me in the other room. but i thought fuck it, he wont know. so we went down to the toilets. he felt some need to get me naked, which i guess wasnt hard as i only had a dress on with tights and no other underwear. i could here people outside clearing up and someone tried to come in, so i was like, erm lets leave it. but he got his cock out an rubbed it agains my pussy from behind, picked me up and pushed me against the sink and started fucking me. this was great, apart from the fact he was clearly wasted and couldnt keep his cock hard. we carried on for a while, but it just seemed like a waste of time. i got off and told him it would be best to leave it now, slapped his ass and walked out. just down the corridor was my other boy for the night, ady. while we were gettin ready to leave pb kept calling me and texting me asking me over, but i hadnt seen ady for 4 years and wanted to take him home. when we got home i was so tired i just wanted to pass out, but he made quite a romantic effort at undressing and kissing me. his kissing was a bit intense, all tongues and biting, which i like, but i dont need my whole face licked. also what is it with boys wanting to kiss every inch of my body atm? i quite like it, but i find it a bit wierd and boring. anyway after teasing me for ages he went down on me, he is really good at it. after quite a while, he came back up and started fucking me, but after about 30 seconds he came. he tried carrying on fuckin me, but obvs he was too soft by then. i didnt mind as i was tired and i much preffer someone to cum quickly than take ages or not at all. i find it a compliment. i will definately be seein more of him now he is back in the city. but hopefully i wont end up with two lame ducks in one night again.

...might ruin a good thing with my blog

you see this bullshit on the telly an films and shit, like oooohhh i write a blog, its a secret, oh no, someones found out about it, oh its ruined a relationship. well as i have a big mouth when i had only just started this blog and needed to tell someone about it. so i told this boy i had just met. we had spent a good couple of nights together. he really turned me on an i havent laughed so much in ages just hanging out. at first he was cool with the blog. he even wrote a mini one for me. then one night he said he couldnt handle the blog and wouldnt be seeing me again. i was pretty gutted, i didnt expect my blog to affect my real life, especially so soon after it had started. anyway after a couple of weeks and some tentative texts he came over one night when i was ill cause i needed a cuddle. yeah im not just all about sex, i like a good cuddle and hang out too. we spent a couple of nights together and we had a really good time. he wouldnt let me fuck him the first night, cause he was still reading the blog and knew what id been doing. by the time we did fuck, it was so good i came in about 5 seconds. he really turns me on and makes me cum more than i usually do. an he is so much fun to hang out with too. he came back to mine on friday night after we had been out and we had a lovely day fucking and chattin an eating on saturday. i came more that day than i have in ages. i went out that night and got too tired so came home and decided to write about my 100 and generally play on the blog. i knew he was still reading it, but this is my baby and i dont wanna stop, i love it. i got woken up on sunday with a text from him saying, i hate you and that blog. so i think this blog might have ruined a good thing. i love being made to cum so much and laugh so much by the same person and i really hope this blog doesnt affect that. or now i have writen this, that it does actually affect it, in a good way.

...reached 100

it is done. i have reached 100. 99 was last week and 100 was this week. they are both a little bit famous, in bands and are two of the hottest guys i have ever fucked. i had been lining it up with 100 for a while and i told his flatmate, my mate, about the fact my next one was to be 100. his flatmate had been using 100 as collateral in a little buisness deal we are doing and wasnt going to release him to me till we had signed off on it, sort of like a sweetener for me. so on the night, 100 came up to me and was like, fuck it, im not wating anymore, i dont care if the deal is done or not, i want you. he told me he had heard i had a momentous number coming up and that he thought he should be it. his flatmate hadnt told him what number it was, so i told him. he was impressed and we agreed it would be really good for him to be 100. i took him back to mine and made out for a while before he got me naked. i was actually pretty nervous. he went down on me for ages. which was great, but it can get a little boring if i know im not gonna cum. when i eventually dragged him away from my pussy he knelt over me and put the fattest most porno dick in my face i have ever seen. it was massive. not too long, just right, but so fat, it was amazing. i sucked on it for a while an then couldnt wait any more. i wanted my 100. he liked fucking me really deep and hard which can be hard for me at the best of times, as im quite little, but with his knob i kept having to calm him down. he fucking nailed it though when he stuck his fingers hard in my ass at the same time tho. it was so good and a little bit filthy. we tried to get him in my ass, but it was way too big and its been a while since i have done that, so we agreed to keep trying another time. anyway we had a good energetic fuck and after we recovered i was like, oh fuck yeah, 100 and we high fived. it was hilarious. he stayed over and in the morning we had some more sex and hung out. turns out he is pretty funny and nice as well as stunning. and he said i dont have any choice, an it will be happeing again. it wasnt particularly crazy or wild, but i am very happy with my 100 and will be proud to show him off as the magic number. so i have 100, now where do i go from here?

...played filthy spin the bottle

my friend had gone away for a few weeks and i was house sitting for her. i was at dadys pub and me, him and a few mates were gettin pretty wrecked as usual. it was only really us out so when the pub shut we needed something else to do. dady suggested we get some booze and drugs in a go get filthy at my friends house. sounded good to me. so el (who has been fucking dady for months, but no one knew at the time) dady, me, shar (some girl off some shit telly show) and our mate tev (who id got with before) all jumped in a taxi accross town to me friends house. she has this sex board game that we tried to play for a while, before we realised it was way to dull and nothing was happening, so we thought spin the bottle would be much more fun. it started fairly tame, dancing, kissing, touching under the table. but with the booze and drugs it wasnt long before el was filming me give tev a lap dance, and shar was blowin tev under the table. el had to lapdance for dady, and we all had to take it in turns gettin blindfolded and kiss everyone and guess who it was. shar didnt get too involved, especially as el was takin photos, bein a celeb and all. the lads then had to take it in turns to get on their backs and me and el had to sit on their faces and they had to guess who was who, then i had to stay there on tev and let him eat me in front of everyone. this by now had all got a bit much for shar. she blamed external emotional trauma on her poor performance and wanted tev to take her home. i was really gutted as i wanted him so bad. we did everything to make him stay and told him exactly what he would be missing out on if he left. but for some reason shar had him whipped and after making out with me all over the kitchen for 10 minutes while she looked on, incredibly pissed off, he left. it didnt take long for me, el and dady to get upstairs and get naked and pretty soon he was telling me to get down an eat her pussy whilst he fucked me from behind. he made get on top of him and she had to sit on his face so we could made out while we fucked him. he kept making me go down on her while he fucked me in all positions. i had her sitting on my face while he fucked me and played with her tits. i sucked his knob while she ate me out an he went down on her. that was pretty hot. it all would have been pretty hot if he hadnt been just that bit too fat, his knob a bit too small, if her stubly pussy hadnt tasted quite so bad and if i had any girl skills left whatsoever. she revelled in telling me how bad i was after. anyway after a little sleepy, we all went at it again. this time it was a bit better as we kind of knew what we were doing, being more sober, an it also had that fun denial element, morning after sex has, where for a while you can pretend it is the night before, but with more sensation! dady took it in turn fucking each of us, but i dont really remember any of the good stuff. after all the hard work we went back to our part of town and out for a sunday roast. me and dady thought it was hilarious and told everyone. but el freaked out and it all became this rubbish massive drama thing for a while. it was a really fun night but most girls cant handle this in reality. thank god im not one of them.