Monday it is. It seems like it was a long weekend. I had a..

Monday it is. It seems like it was a long weekend. I had a good one—a very porn-style weekend, and I am good with that. I feel like my pussy may have been overused this weekend. The best way to describe it would be to say it feels very wide. It doesn't hurt, and it's not sore. It just feels like it was working overtime this weekend. I looked at it in the mirror, and all looks perfect, ready for more action. I have had this same feeling many times before, so nothing new. The problem is that I can feel it, and the thought of what I did to my pussy the past few days mentally turns me on. Which makes me want to do it all over again, like right now. I think that is the definition of an addict. I may be a confirmed cock addict. I'm good with that. Cock. It can be a royal pain in the ass. Literally, if the dick is ass fucking you like an idiot who watches too much porn. But that's not what I am talking about. Getting cock is more challenging than you guys think. I know a lot of you have this vision that I show up somewhere, and there are a dicks standing at attention for me ready to fuck. Not even close. Some of you will even offer to hop a plane, car, train, whatever, and run right down to Daytona and give me all the dick I want. Thats great, much appreciated, but we all know that isn't how real life works. Getting a dick to come out of its pants is a process anymore. If I am overly aggressive about what I want, I take the chance of scaring the cock limp. If I am too passive, they want to talk about their dogs or their jobs or their terrible ex-girlfriend/wife. Guys these days have rules and guidelines they follow before they fuck, and some of these things are exhausting to the point of drying my box up. Just trying to get a strange dick to breed me in the car is hard to do anymore. They won't even let me suck them off. The mood and ambiance have to be to their liking. Sure, I like to go on dates. Do all that happy dating stuff. But if I am out at a bar at midnight, the only thing I want to bother getting to know is how big your dick is and what it feels like in my hand. Apparently, this doesn't work for a lot of today's men. I guess I just never changed with the times. I got lucky this weekend. The cock came to play and brought its A-game. Twice. Once on a date and the second in the truck in a parking lot. My boyfriend fucked me, but that was just OK. I got off last night with him watching me, and that was top-notch, so he gets an A+ for his watching skills. But then he wandered around with an erection for an hour before I gave in and jerked him off. Hardly anything came out. He keeps rubbing it out, and his balls never get the chance to fill back up. Have the courtesy to dump a decent load if a girl gives you a handy or a blowjob. It's just the decent thing to do.