LAST EDITED ON 14-Dec-00 AT 10:47 AM (PDT)

Guys (and gals) I just need to share this... I'm married and thus I cant talk to anyone I know, but I feel many of you on this board can relate and help me heal.

I guess some of you can say you told me so... A few weeks ago i posted about a wonderful experience I had meeting a "normal" girl (as opposed to a escort, masseuse, etc.). I'm married, and while I occasionally partake in the hobby, I (like many of you I'm sure) always have had this dream of meeting a beautiful woman by happen stance and having great mutual sex, not because it's her profession but her desire.

Well this happened to me (i pasted my original post below for those who want to read it)...and while I have always told myself I would never get emotionally attached, that I would just savor the experience for the sex and contact, i'm ashamed to say it backfired.

We only spent a few days together, but after she went back to her country, we stayed in touch...to the tune of several hour-long phone conversations per day...and emails.

This went on for a couple weeks, than last week I didn't hear from her. From contacting each other at the moment we both woke up to when we slept, and times in between, now it was like sudden death... her cell didn't work (it actually broke),
no email replies, and no answer at her apt. It was then that I realized the emotional involvement that I had vowed not to sucumb to had engulfed me. I was, and have been, a wreck since then. Cant eat, sleep, concentrate....
to make a long story short, she finally called the other day... and said her ex boyfriend came back into her life and they are trying to reconcile. So why does this bother me? I don't know... After doing lots of thinking and self therapy, I do know that ofcourse we wont talk or converse as we did, the chances of meeting again and having sex is non-existant, and ultimately its the best for both of us to go our own ways. Of course i cant commit to her, I'm married and have no plans to jeopardize
that.

So why does it hurt so much? I mean why can I go to a provider, heck even the same one several times a year, and fuck her and leave without so much as a thought. Yet with this girl all I can think about is her loving someone else and forgetting about
me.

anyway.....thanks for listening, I look forward to your response...hopefully some of you can "slap" some sense into me.

I will tell you one thing... as weird as this sounds, I hope I never meet someone this way again. It's much easier to pay for fun, and be done with it. While meeting someone and sharing a genuine mutual love feel 1000x better at the moment, it hurts
10,000x worse afterwards.

thanks---
newcummer

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posted this in late Nov.
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This has nothing to do with a provider or escort, but nevertheless it has to do with great sex, and a even better experience. Its been on my mind for a month now, and I just have to share it...i'm married, so its not something I can share readily.
A month ago I was a on a business trip to a Los Angeles. Of course I had already planned on checking out the local escort/massage scene, in hopes for a great experience. But the fact is the best experiences are ones that are purely mutual, like meeting a hot girl in a bar and having a one nighter...(something that has never happened to me by the way.)
Anyway, I'm young -early 30's, in good shape, decent looking I'm told. But lets just say girls dont flock to me...
So, I'm walking through the airport, heading to the taxi area...but realize I have no money, so I go to the atm. Well its broken, sign says to go to the other terminal... I pace around, debating whether I even want to walk that far to the atm. What the hell I go for it... there I see a young, very pretty, girl having trouble getting money...she's wearing a big backpack, and looked like she was from another country..europe I presumed by her looks. So after getting my money, and all the time analyzing her situation, I ask her if she is okay... turns out she is from Italy, in the US alone and for the first time. She is supposed to meet some tour group, but her atm card doesnt work and she has no us currency to get a cab or shuttle. So I offer to get her a cab... again, I'm just in friendly "help a pretty girl" mode...
She'd apprehensive, but flattered that someone is willing to help her, apparantly she had a lay over in NY and no one would help her there...so she felt america basically sucked.

Anyway i propose that we share a cab, and I'll just pay for the trip to her hotel since it would be on the way to mine. she agrees, and we make small talk during the ride. she's 24, college student, brunette, maybe 5'5, great rack (c's) , nice body...pretty face, but kind of that school girl lois lane look with glasses. Wearing a top that showed her belly...yum.

We get to her hotel and she thanks me a hundred times, gives me a euro two-cheek kiss, and asks for my phone number in town..says she wants to have coffee or something before she goes back to italy. promises she will call me...

to make a long story a little shorter, I meet her the day I am supposed to fly back. we have a drink and really enjoy talking to each other...plus I really found her hot after seeing her the second time, all rested and cleaned up. turns out she doesnt have a room after today, reservation is up..and needs to find a place. not knowing the area or speaking english to well, I feel bad about leaving her in a big city to find a room. I cancel my flight and tell her that she can stay with me, and I will extend the room and transfer it to her name so she can stay as long as she needs. Anyway she comes to my room and I offer to sleep on the couch...again, I was in nice mode and didnt expect anything to happen, though I was hoping to woo her over dinner or something. Anyway she chuckles and says she is fine with one bed and gives me a nice hug and full on kiss... says she is so happy and thankful I helped her out.
next thing I know we are kissing, tonguing, groping... I take the chance and reach under her shirt and feel her wonderful breasts... there is nothing better than undoing the bra putting your head an mouth on nice firm tits for the first time!
as we start to shed our clothing, I move downward on her... I love to eat pus$$y, but most women, I find, dont want that done until well into the relationship... but I figured she's european, they are more open..what the hell. I start to tongue her with her panties on, then after a few minutes, I go to pull them off.... to be honest I was expecting alot of hair..she's italian, pale skin and dark hair.. turns out she was shaven all but for a cute little "landing strip"... oh my, I swear this is stuff I have only dreamed about! Plus a little cute tatoo on her abdomen towards one thigh.... i start to use my tongue, absolutely loving that she is allowing and enjoying it... I honestly have never tasted anything so perfect...no odor, no aftertaste...just perfect. After a while she reciprocates... but while she is sucking, she starts to put a finger in my ass! Now I have NEVER had anyone do this, and initially I was apprhensive and it tickled..so she only went in about 1/4inch....but it was hot.
Finally we got to the main course, only she didnt want penetration, so she did some very erotic thing where she'd position my cock so it rubbed between her pussy, but not inside...but it would get well lubed from her wetness...it took a while, but eventually I came all over her stomach...

we pretty much repeated this the next morning. A day later, before I left, we actually had full on sex...it was fuck**g the hottest I have ever had, better than any other expierence, better than any escort... mainly because of the mutuality and how it all happened.

also, while it would seem that she's promiscous and does this alot...turns out she has only had two boyfriends in her life, and sex with three people. This was just perfect!

I've talked to her many times since, and am trying to do whatever possible to get over to her part of the world for more fun!

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