Sports & The Past

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I didn’t expect this to be a monthly thing but here we are. Clearly, 1 thing I am great at is being a procrastinator. Keeping a job? Very, very debatable.

A lot has happened in a month, and that includes the amount of men pouring into my text messages, calls, DMs, etc. Like, what? Literally, it was raining men. Did everyone see I was finally writing this and wanted to be a part of it? I mean, I guess so, right? Because what other explanation besides Mercury Retrograde could it have been? Speaking of MR, too much happened in a month or that period, which almost always brings up unfinished or past mistakes, and before I get into the SPORTS part of it (I DM athletes because no one is out of my league and currently I am a FREE AGENT), I’ll give you a little sexual background about myself:

  • I gave my first blow job at the age of 20. I was still very insecure about myself and body but I was really into the guy and nothing else happened. He was a band geek that had just ended his high school sweetheart relationship. From what I recall, he moved to Hollywood or Florida to do photography. We never kept in contact after that.
  • I didn’t lose my virginity until I was 21 years old (thankfully, I was always the ugly, nerdy, chubby girl, so I was not 16 and pregnant, aka I was having NO sex but NO SHADE to those that were) with a friend of a friend that was a DJ. Eventually, for a while, I became obsessed with DJs and hooked up with a few, including later on when I moved to San Antonio. I even recall talking with a DJ from San Antonio, which I never hooked up with. I was 22 or so at the time, and him and his buddy wanted to have a 3some. What’s crazy is that it was like 2 weeks before he got married. SHADY!
  • Following my first ever vagina to dick encounter, I had my first car rendezvous. His nickname was Shorty, for obvious reasons, but he was a hot university athlete that had abs. Apparently, as much as I try to deny it, abs are kinda hot. LOL! 
  • I finally locked in and had my FIRST EVER relationship at 23ish? Scooby-Doo is his nickname and I was in love. Rose Colored glasses on but he ate my coochie so good. He was a virgin and I basically taught him what I liked, it was AMAZING. Plus, he was a real gifter. Anything I wanted, he really tried to make something work. I loved that for me. 
  • I was introduced to PORN at a VERY young age, at an age where one shouldn’t even know about these types of things. From what I can remember, because apparently my memory has extra super powers, I was about 4 or 5 years old. I’m a little traumatized but who isn’t? ALSO, from what I recall, the 90’s and early 2000’s were extremely sexualized. HBO after dark, ASL with randoms (random people, probably old men) on MSN chat rooms, The Girls Next Door, Playboy, and so many more. I just remember wanting to be a Playboy Bunny soooo bad! Oh, AND Cab Confessions. Not sure if that was a thing or not, don’t feel like doing research at the moment, but I do remember working Uber Eats (tip your driver!) in 2020; this was when it first started. I was just starting my shift on the West side of San Antonio, and at my 1st delivery location, a man stood in front of his glass door naked. DICK to door, as I delivered his food at 10pm. (Some people might find this hot because they probably watch too much porn, but I was just a girlie pop trying to make some money as an independent woman during COVID. God Forbid I wanted to stay alive and keep the hustle up.) I remember calling my ex boyfriend CDL about it and he told me to report it, so I did. 
  • Technically, I’ve been in 3 relationships. 2 of which were long term and 1 of them lasted 32 days? It was giving very much Kim Kardashian and Chris Humphries vibes. My relationship with Scooby-Doo was about two and a half years long and my relationship with CDL was seven and a half years. I remained pen pals with CDL after HE broke up with me. Recently in February we decided to give it another try, and here we are, semi present time, 2026.

As explained, CLD and I stayed pen pals after my devastating breakup of almost 8 years. During Thanksgiving of 2025 and maybe a bit before that, we started talking almost every other day. Finally, in January 2026, I declared he either visit me or I couldn’t keep doing the long distance anymore. He agreed and we made plans for Valentines. His actions did not go as promised but he called at 11pm to wish me a good day. I cried and got depressed for the night, lol. I looked and felt horrible. I wish I would’ve taken pictures so you can get an idea and visual, but trust me, I was loooking ROUGH. I texted him and told him the only way I would see him is if he paid for me to do my hair. (he did not!) The next morning, he immiedietly called, begging to come and see me. I finally agreed but I felt like shit. I did mention that I did not want flowers or chocolates, that I wanted money to buy makeup. He agreed. 

CDL arrives a few hours later and we spent a magical day and a half together. It was as if nothing had ever happened between us, although a lot did. (allegations of cheating with his ex girlfriend, trying to get older women pregnant, and so much more post break up) We had lunch, cuddled all day, went grocery shopping, I rubbed his BIG COCK in our car drive, I made dinner, had cheesecake, etc, etc. So then morning comes, I wasn’t able to sleep a peep. I felt so uncomfortable laying next to him, my soul felt strange. We didn’t even have sex until the morning when he roughly woke me up, almost shaking my body. We went back to sleep and before he left, he let me CUM because he knew I was NOT sexually satisfied. Listen, we dated for a long time, so he knows when I’m satisfied and when I’m not.. Everything was semi fine, I was TIRED and sleep deprived, so then I started nagging at how he didn’t buy me my makeup and that he needed to send me money. He got defensive and refused. I was concerned and confused because he has always been the type of man to send me money for my lashes and nails and flowers. Especially with the type of job he has. Things got heated, he blocked me everywhere, and we stopped talking. 2-3 weeks pass by and I texted his mother, which, we both adore one and love one another, and he finally agrees to call me. We’re on ok terms now but haven’t spoken to each other in a few weeks. He says he no longer wants anything to do with me and I respect it.

Fast track to March and the beginning of baseball season, kind of. The World Baseball Classic was starting up and boy do I LOVE baseball or the men playing it. lol. The single men of course, because I am not the type of woman who dates, etc. or does anything with married men. Period. So, as many of you know I am a Team Netherlands fan and it’s quite obvious as to why. Drake’s song Childs Play intro said it best, if you know you know. My first encounter with Tom (not his real name but we watched Vanderpump Rules together when the cheating scandal happened) was back in 2023. If this man ends up being my last stop, which I doubt but one can hope, Tinder is getting invited to the wedding and helping with some sponsorship mula because that’s how we met.  ๐Ÿ˜‚He was playing for the San Antonio Missions and at first I thought I was being catfished but he added me on Snapchat and it all happened so quickly. I guess Snapchat is also getting invited to the wedding and sponsoring portion of it. Anyway, I like to say we causally dated because our hook up was AMAZING, I even went to go watch several of his games. Tom was eventually moved to another location and we kept in touch vaguely, however, I have always been his number 1 fan. Whether he was playing in Mexico, Japan, and even recently in the World Basketball Classic; I do THE MOST! Right before the actual games started, I want to say a few days before, we started messaging on Instagram again and had video sex. First of all, this man is good looking, has a banging body, has abs, and is making time to video sex with me after a long day of baseball practice?!! Ummm, yes! So we’re sending videos, he sends dick vids, I send him vids of me inserting my vibrator, and we have a ball. ⚾️ Literally. He cums first and then asks me to finish, and we go about our day. The team itself didn’t do so great but I watched every SINGLE game regardless and was a hella cheerleader. I even rock their merch, made my silly little TikToks showing my support too. ๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ’… He’s been MIA but he’s a Libra and afraid of commitment? But most men are, am I right? We’ll eventually talk again because I’m going to Canada to watch him play. Maybe party with Champagne Papi, I don’t know, we gotta make something happen. ๐Ÿพ

It’s April now, and before I get into my COUGAR ERA and share that tea, I’m currently obsessed with basketball. ๐Ÿ€Clearly because baseball and I are currently on a break. I’ve been shooting my shot because fuck it, I’ll eventually score a 3 pointer. I was really close back in 2024 with a SPUR. ๐Ÿ˜… I definitely caught his attention and he was IMMEDIATELY added to my close friends, however nothing happened. Probably a missed opportunity on my end because one of their official photographers slid into my DMs days after I started sending Po private videos. The photographer just casually asked what I was up to that weekend. Unfortunately for me, I was already busy doing Auntie things and couldn’t go out. Po is no longer in San Antonio and playing for a different team, probably married with kids now, but sending him private messages was always fun. CURRENTLY, I got my eye on a Sun and he’s a FUCKING HOTTIE! I should add him to my close friends, now that I think about it. Maybe that can accelerate things? I’ll keep you updated.


Said Tiktoks for reference:


Watching A Game


With Merch


Message from photographer:






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