Author: Miss Dyyna
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Irishman: The Sex Adviser
I matched with the Irishman on Tinder about a week ago. He actually lives 4,968 miles away in, well, Ireland some place. He’s planning to come to the Bay Area to scope it out this summer and then plans to move here late in the year. 6’1″, 27, fucking Irish!, fit – oh so fit,…
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Scandi: The BJ
Scandi was tall, tattooed fun and he obviously challenged my brain – see “Is Orgasm the Point of Sex?” for more. 43, 6’4″, Scandinavian, Californian, grabby from second one after meeting, involuntary facial tick on the left side of his face, shifty, not as tight as I had hoped, thinks himself clever, all about that…
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Nerdie: The Christmas Present
Nerdie is appropriately named – nerdy and cutie. What a sweetheart. Knowing I have no family to speak of on the West Coast, he invited me to eat both Thanksgiving and Christmas Dinner with his just weeks after we first met. On Friday, December 23, after “My First Kill,” I went to his company Christmas party.…
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Sum of the Parts
A few weekends ago depression hit me like a ton of bricks. Maybe it’s been the day after day of rain here that put me into a funk, but it was one I couldn’t seem to shake. I was driving to Nerdie’s house on my way to spend Saturday night with him and celebrate Super…
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Worshipper
Not surprisingly, there is an app to find, let’s just say, alternative sex and relationships called Feeld. You create a profile just like you do on all the others. The difference is you peruse kinky singles and couples looking for everything from BDSM to unicorns to cuddling to public nudity and everything you can and…
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Diamonds
Over the holiday break, I went to visit my family back east in New Jersey. Now that I’m single, I was looking forward to seeing Diamonds. We’ve known each other for years since he works for my brother-in-law in his bail bonds business. My sister and brother-in-law throw a big bash at their house every year…
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Wino
I actually met Wino just before PhD and I were officially separated. Meeting and being attracted to him is what actually prompted me to tell PhD I wanted to see other people, basically since I knew in my gut he was cheating on me, but wouldn’t admit it. 6′, 29 (now 31…now 37 and married!),…
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Metro: The Champagne Room
Next Wednesday was there in a flash. I laid out a beautiful cheese board and created a make-shift Moroccan dinner table with a blanket and pillows on the floor since I didn’t yet have a couch in my new apartment. He brought the wine, and we sat on the floor carrying on, eating, drinking, laughing…
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My First Kill
The winery I work for part-time doing estate tastings and sales also has a 40 acre farm on one of the mountains in north Napa Valley. After a bunch of us at the winery took an official tour of the farm this past summer, I expressed an interest to the Farm Manager that I’d like…
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Metro: The Make-Out Room
Metro Super Liked me. I was hesitant to swipe right because he looked too pretty. Was he sure he wasn’t gay? 40, 6′, SF, Italian, only child, grew up in SoCal, botox, teeth whitening, tanning bed, zero hair except in appropriate man places like head, arms, legs, none down south…literally none. I wouldn’t put it…
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