...had a threesome in the Bus.

The little bus is currently broken down in the middle of nowhere Texas. The mechanic said we are officially 50 miles from anywhere. But luckily this place seems good and nice so I thought, while Bussy is sick, I could reflect on some of the bus sex I have had so far. I might as well start with a good one! The time I had a threesome in the bus!

Like most my stories it seems this is a part of a larger story that I will have to cover at another point. I had gone to Northern California to my first motocross race. The start of the adventure was with 3 guys who work in the industry and can be that story for another time.

Being in a field for 3 nights with loads of men who like the same shit as I do meant that there was plenty of swiping to be done on Tinder. I find it hilarious that I keep seeing the same moto guys from the different events I go to, pop up in my swiping. Some I talk to. Some I've met. I actually met up with a mechanic on race day after my night with the 3 guys. But this is about my last night at the races and the two boys I spent it with.

...finally got to have the sex I've been talking about!

The last few posts about amazing sex i have had, have been about sex ive gotten to try out that I have wanted to do. Things Ive wanted to try and ways to do it, that until now I have not been able to do. Not been able to do due to several factors, from the suffocating patriarchy of normal sex, to womens inability to successfully express their own sexual desires, which ultimately comes from the fragile male ego that scares women off from honesty with a potential angry or aggressive reaction and a lack of knowledge of how to enjoy the female and male bodies in ways that isn't penis or orgasm centric.

It started slowly. The changes were barely perceivable. It started with me taking more control of what happens, how and when, during the sex. I started doing more things with the male body that I was interested in. It was an exploration of my interests and new experiences so I needed men who were willing to not have their pleasure put first, and be open to experience what new pleasure was possible and what ideas I had in store.

...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.

...started a list

im not sure exactly when i started it but i was about 15 i think. i wanted to keep a record of everyone i had ever kissed, touched or slept with. ever since we all started kissing people, me and my school friends would compete with how many we had kissed. not like racing, but it was a badge of honour. the more the better. i dont know where it came from but i have always had this attitude towards kissing and fucking. it has always been about the numbers. i even turned my list into graphs and charts for my degree. i have lost these right now. i HAVE to find them. i wanna update them and stick them on here. anyway my list is so important too me. i have kept it updated and not lost it in 10 years. it is now two a4 pages long, front and back, with 3 columns on each page. i am 11 places away from my 3rd sheets. that means there is about 400 names on there. an im not telling yet how many are touching and how many are fucking but i think all but a few are kissing. i have a code on there about whos done what and when. obviously they arent all real names. ski boy 2 - devil boy - firewood bloke - crack boy - kebab boy - cap boy 2 - uce gay boy - fat black girl - badgers work girl 1 and 2 - fag boys friend - 17 toilet boy - hot std boy - irish fete boy - dread.
im really sad at the thought that i havent remembered everyone and there are people who arent on my list.