Guestblog: A Dissolute Life Means…

A very personal blog about Hyacinth and her life after the divorce and her nowadays sexlife in all it’s details, a truly revealing blog and quite often very sexy and hot. Who doesn’t love to read about peoples real life sex life, well I do at least… Brings out the little peeping tom in me Smile with tongue out It’s a great blog and such a lovely, friendly (well at least online Winking smile)  girl, you will enjoy this blog.

I present A Dissolute Life Means…

In their own words:

I am Hyacinth Jones. Multi-layered, multi-moraled, multi-educated; a mother; a feminist who wants to be dominated, a hard-ass who wants to be coddled; a lover of man-on-man lovin’; a lover of lovin’.

In September of ’10, I separated from my ex-husband and began fucking my way through grief and sorrow finding solace in a cock between my thighs. No joke.

I never thought much about it beyond the fact that I had a need and I wanted to fill it. While fucking liberally and with zest my heart continued to ice over. I ate men for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. —> to be continued on her About me page

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So here comes my lucky number 5 randomized posts from her blog (except for the 1st one which is always going to be the 1st blog post they’ve made).

1st post:

I ACCIDENTALLY POOPED ON A DUDE.

That’s right. You read that correctly. I. pooped. on. a. dude.

A tragic sentence that played on a constant loop in my head for about 48 hours after the fact.

Here’s the thing. It was an accident – a total fucking accident. I didn’t mean to shit on a dude. A warm, muscle-y, big-cocked fellow whose bodily treats really brought the shat upon himself. I swear. The poop, it came out of my butt, and went on another living human being quite completely by accident. OHMYFUCKINGGOD. I can’t believe this happened to me!

But if he hadn’t bucked so hard inside of me; if he hadn’t had such a deliciously big cock that knocked my g-spot right off the map; if I hadn’t stayed on top so long; and if I hadn’t moved to the goddamned chair this never would have happened.

So here’s the deal — the God’s honest truth — SHIT REALLY DOES HAPPEN. And here’s how it all went down:

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I WANT AN ENTIRE DAY DEDICATED TO SEX AND PLAY, BUT NO ONE ELSE DOES.

In a way, I’ve struck out twice.

When I was with Jason last Saturday I told him how one of my fantasies was to spend an entire day with a lover, with him, wherein we would fuck and play all day long. He looked at me as he buckled his pants and said, “I don’t know what you think I can do, but I’m only human.”

I didn’t know what to say to that. I think I may have stammered, but I bet it came out much more smoothly than that. “Well, I just mean we fuck, rest, play, cuddle, eat, take lots of breaks, but the point of the whole day is to be naked and hedonistic.”

I couldn’t believe I was quantifying it. He sort of shrugged.

Then, I said the same exact thing to The Neighbor and his reaction was similar.

WHAT THE FUCK, PEOPLE.

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I DATE MEN THAT I COULD HAVE BABYSITTED.

Tonight I went on a date with a 25-year-old. Twenty.five.  ELEVEN years my junior.  I feel like a cradle-robber, an old fart, and a bad ass all at once.

I have NO idea what’s up with this slew of young men who want to bang me, talk to me and otherwise partake in my company, but I’m down.  There’s something innocent and charming about these boys who think they can hang with me.  I like their efforts.

And I don’t mean that in a condescending way, but come on.  A single, childless man in his mid- to late-twenties who’s never had a serious commitment, career, or care in the world is not and cannot be my peer.  I have lived several lives in the years that create our age separation.  Maybe even a thousand lives.  He can be sweet, sensitive, intelligent, fun, sexy, and passionate, but he cannot relate to life as a 36 year-old single mother with a graduate degree and a career.

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I GO ON DATES WITH A QUIVER IN MY BELLY.

He’s tall, smart, charming and sexy. I’m following him home then we’re going to my friend’s birthday party.

There will be spelunking later.

Also, TN came over earlier. It was beautiful.

I am happy and in control and my breasts look delish. Perfect.

I plan on a good, hard fuck tonight wish me luck.

[Update: No sex. Not up to snuff. Proud of myself.]

HYACINTH FEELS SEXY.

xbacklitIn about an hour I’ll be in a crowded lobby with my tits covertly pressed against The Neighbor’s arm whenever I can manage it.  He’ll look at me knowingly and lean into the softness.

Then, once in the darkened theater, he’ll spread his knees and I’ll have hot meat in my hand and a beer in the other.

I can’t fucking wait.

About Rincewind

Love my vintage pinups, burlesque, smoking fetish and weirdness. Swedish person lived in Sweden, London and now Prague. Love moving around, metting new people. Open your mind for new experiences.

Posted on August 23, 2012, in Guestbloggers and tagged , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 8 Comments.

  1. Great choice for guest posts. I’m a follower already!!! 😀

  2. Oh, man! What a first post to come back and haunt me! Lol. Thanks, Rince! xx Hy

  3. What a cool idea to share our favorite Hy with new readers! You rule…I can’t manage to link to save my life!

    Bisous,
    Dawn

    • she has to be shown to the world, always someone who has missed her writing so I hope that she get some new readers… and you my dear is on my to-do list as well… *jaws themesong*
      😀

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