My OL Hookup Journal

Suddenly: I have another cam guy. So apparently word has gotten out that I’m a giant fucking slut, lol.

Well, no, not exactly.The story: I’m part of a group online that does hobby X. We also have a chatroom. It’s how I met Online FWB “FG”. The group has nothing to do with sex, but we all share way too much info, so I’ve been telling them about my hookups. A couple of them obviously have crushes (some expressed), which hey, understandable.

Out of the blue, “BD” is like, “I want you. I want you to slap me around. I seriously hope we can meet someday so I can have you at least once.”

What did I just say in my last post - that talking will win the girl? Seriously, I’m impressed. This guy seemed to me to be the type that would harbor a secret crush and say nothing…but he’s pretty brave! He said that he’s really attracted to my confidence and . He’s cute, but not my usual type physically, however…I have to ask myself, What Would Slutgirl Do? Heck yes.

So now I have a cam-buddy to indulge in my Dominant side. Wow.

I got screwed, but not the way I wanted. This morning I got up and got ready and headed down to our selected meeting place. I sent a couple texts to say what I was wearing and how excited I was, and got no reply. Then I see there’s a message on the phone: he canceled. Apparently he’s getting back with his ex, and “doesn’t want to mess it up”.

I can’t decide if I think this means he’s a nice guy or a fucking schmuck, lol. He’s the one who posted the ad, after all!

Oh well, he was the one I was “meh” about, so I’m not too disappointed. Tomorrow is my biker, and THAT is something I’m looking forward to!

A tip to men looking for hookups: try talking to her. She’ll be more into you.

God, I’m so horny!! (Like you didn’t know that?)

In a few hours I meet my Monday hookup. I’m less excited about him than I was, just because my Tuesday has been texting me non-stop with sweet nothings (about how I’m going to be his little slut, lol). I thought I wanted nothing but perfunctory, but apparently I was wrong. Still weirded by his voice too, but I’m trying to focus on the positive (ie getting fucked lol). I really do think it’s going to be fun.

Also, my cam-boy confessed a bit of jealousy. God, I wish I could fuck him. I told him I’d be thinking of him while fucking the other guy - and I meant it.

Shit, and I haven’t decided what I’m going to wear!! Ahhh! Here I go.

I suppose I should mention about my online FWB, since this whole thing is partly his fault. He’s part of a (vanilla) group I’m a member of, and we hit it off real well, and really enjoyed flirting, so we’ve been phone/camming. I honestly wish he wasn’t on the other side of the country, because I would break him in two, I swear to God. He’s wonderful because he totally can dig the “casual” and keep it at friend level…which is a little sad, because it makes me like him more, lol.

But the relevant part of all this is: (a) I’d never cammed before (insert girly emotions here), and (b) I am now retardedly horny 24/7 thinking about him. And so I says to myself, “Why am I not going out and getting the awesome sex I crave?” and “Why haven’t I done this before?? Why did I wait until now??”

Dammit, I’m horny again, lol.

Yes, another post already. I got impatient. I read some statistics of age and content and decided to try DateHookup. I’m still chatting with a couple guys, but I’ve got one set for Tuesday! He’s a bit older than my usual age range, but in good shape, and he’s a biker. And he’s gonna fuck me hard. How could I say no? I actually chatted with him on the phone for quite a bit, and we actually seem to get along quite well (instead of just the perfunctory what/where/when). He had to leave because I’d gotten him hard again, lol. Grr. I can’t wait.

I have completely ruined this pair of panties, I’m sure.  There is actually a wet spot in the crotch of my jeans.

Oh, ps, his cock is fucking huge.

I’m sitting at the library, having a hard time not wiggling in my seat. I can feel myself swelling and getting wet.

It’s because I’ve confirmed my first hookup for Monday. We’re meeting for coffee in the late morning. Yeah, “for coffee”, right? I responded to his Craigslist ad - he claims to be able to “go round after round”. Well, I’m going to put him to the test.

He has a great body and a nice dick, but his voice on the phone was weirdly high-pitched and wheezy. It made me frown, because of course I was hoping for something deep and booming. Maybe he’s just a smoker? If he fucks me hard, I guess I don’t care what his voice sounds like. Clearly it wasn’t enough to turn me off! I wonder if I can find a nice quiet aisle of bookshelves to touch myself in?

I also responded to a few more ads and got two responses. One is a maybe, but he’s a little farther away, so I haven’t decided to yes him yet. The other was a married man who wanted me to peg him. But I googled his email, and he shows up on a forum talking about jacking off to pictures of his 13-year-old niece!! Fucking nasty. That’s a hell no. Google is my best friend.

I’m a little surprised that no men have responded to the ad I posted - I guess they don’t think I’m a real girl? LOL. Stupid Craigslist spam, ruining my fucks!

Nobody’s near me…I’m going to slip my hand underneath my hoodie and down my pants and pretend to be reading a book.