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It's been a little while....
Entered February 4, 2003 01:34 pm
It's been a little while. Life got a little crazy between work and my so called relationship. So. I haven't been able to write anything at all. But things are looking better now.
My sex life hasn't changed much. We still only have sex at about 2 in the morning because of our conflicting schedules. He's still good in bed. He's really opening up to anal sex. For a while he was holding back. Holding back and not putting it inside my ass when he wanted it. Holding back when he was inside and just carefully fucking me. The good news is that he can be an animal when he wants.
I've also been busy updating my website, afterhours-erotica with more stories and pictures. I'm working on getting more beautiful visitors to my site.
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I want to be bad.
Entered January 21, 2003 03:20 am
I have crush on a guy at work. Not an unusual thing ofcourse. I have a boyfriend but ofcourse I'm allowed to look at other people. But what makes this bad is, this guy is 7 years younger than me.
I didn't know he was that much younger until today. Even now, I still fantasize about him. He has such a cute face and a rock hard body. The things I would do to him if I could get him alone. But there is the problem. Can't take him back to my place, the boyfriend wouldn't like it that much. Can't go to his place, I don't think his parents would like that.
But I don't think I'm missing much. From what I remember of guys his age they have a lot of energy, but only last about a minute. I always hated that. I don't know why I want to deal with that again.
But he is a virgin. I would love to be his first, the one he remembers forever. I was never anyone's first. I was my first's third. And my first true love, I missed out on being his first by a month.
Anyways time to get him off my mind. It's time to go to bed. To get in bed with my boyfriend. And maybe if I'm feeling naughty imagine it's not boyfriend in their with me.
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Ex's Come Raining Down from Heaven
Entered January 19, 2003 02:30 am
Whiles it been a rough week as far as exboyfriends go it's also been a good week.
Last weekend, my ex from high school IM'ed me out of the blue. He was my first and while our relationship didn't last past my freshman year of college our friendship continued. And we did have a few random drunken hook-ups afterwards. I still love him in a weird way. Maybe it's not a weird way. If it was possible I would get back with him in a heartbeat.
Last night, I signed on when I got home from the bar and my ex from my senior year of college IM'ed me. We were the king and queen of drunken hook-ups. He's the second love of my life. If given the chance I would get back with him again.
The only problem is both are half way across the United States back in New York.
What about the current boyfriend? He's here. I don't even think that he didn't notice that I didn't come to bed until 5 in the morning. Why because I was talking to my ex. I hadn't talked to him in almost two years.
I wish I was in New York.
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Missing
Entered January 16, 2003 10:52 pm
We haven't had sex for the past two nights. I don't know if he's even noticed. Most of the time we can't go one night without having sex.
I think I needed a little time off from sex. I never thought I would say that. But emotionally I'm feeling better and I'm rally fiending for him now.
That's it for now. I have a lot of work to do with my "web empire" but I'm looking more forward to getting in bed with him later.
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My Itinerary---It was lust
Entered January 15, 2003 01:00 am
I can't remember if this was my first day in Chicago or if I was leaving NY or if I was somewhere in between.
Two nights before I left I went out one last time with my bestfriend in New York. We got pretty wasted. She didn't want me to leave. She offered to have me crash at her place until I found another job. Her boyfriend even offered to get me a job somewhere, anywhere. He knew how much it would hurt the two us to be apart. He didn't even like me because I always went out drinking with Heather but he offered his help.
I barely woke up in time to meet my ex at my apartment. I was still hungover.
I left New York without paying my last month's rent. I was really poor to begin with and quiting my job didn't help. I still will pay back my land lord someday.
Before, I completly left NY, I stopped to visit one of my friends at NYU. She had just gotten back to school and I arrived just in time to go to a party. I got wasted. I wanted to be back in college. Everything was fine in college. Sometime during the night of partying I lost my friend and went home with a cute lesbian. I remember she had curly hair and that's about it. We kissed and slept in the same bed but that's it. I wasn't ready for anything more intimate.
After showering back at my friends apartment I headed towards Chicago. What a boring drive. I stopped at a hotel somewhere in Ohio. I got a few beers and watched bad movies, masturbated until I feel asleep. I felt free. I could do whatever I wanted.
I talked to him twice more on the phone. We both kind of acted like nothing happened in the first conversation. We talked on the phone like we used to. He was talking about his day and complaining about work. When he got another call and forgot to swtich back I gave up.
He called again but I was pretty cold to him. We im'ed a couple of times on AOL and a name calling contest. And that was it. I think the last words I typed were fuck you before I signed off.
I still miss him. I still think of him a lot. But fuck him. I gave him everything. He fucked me like a slut. Cumming everywhere in me and on me. He used me for my pussy. I used him for his dick. It felt so good. It was lust not love like we said it was too each other as we fucked.
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No Regrets?
Entered January 14, 2003 12:49 am
It's about to be January 15th. What is the importance of this you ask? Last year on that date I left New York and moved to Chicago.
Why? Because a couple weeks before I had quit my job and I was having problems finding a new job. My college roommmate offered me a rent free place to live for as long as I wanted and I jumped on it.
The real reason. I could've stayed in New York. There were plenty of other places I could've stayed in New York until I could get back on my feet. I had to get away from Bill. Anywhere in New York would be too close. In the after we broke up, we couldn't stay apart, we went out seperate ways we found each other again.
Tonight, was the last night we ever spent together. He needed a ride up to his old college to get his transcripts. I didn't have to bring him up there. There were dozens of his friends that would've done the favor for him. But I don't think many would've given him head on the way home. I don't think many would've let them fuck them on the car hood over looking Hudson River. It was below freezing that night on the way back.
We fucked again at my apartment that night. He just felt right inside of me. He never felt more right than that night. His cum never tasted better. We slept for only a few hours. The next morning we fucked until an hour before his ride arrived. We were still packing the last of things when they did arrive.
But we had to seperate. I had to get away.
Do I have any regrets? Yes. Am I still hung up on him? Yes.
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Weekend
Entered January 13, 2003 12:00 am
I had a busy weekend which is a first in a long time. Well, at least first that I was busy outside of work.
First a note about work. As you may or may not know my day job is as an assistant manger at a retail clothing store. If you see that the store is closing don't go in. If you have to go in don't stay forever. They've been working all day and want to go home. If you shop after the store is closed don't wonder why the service isn't too helpful. Ok, that's my rant. Thank you.
Today started out well. He woke me by kissing me. It was sweet. The kissing led to me giving him a hand job. Which led to him fingering me. I don't think we've ever done this too each other. It was kind of romantic in a perverted way. But ofcourse we couldn't just let our hands do all the work, at the end we gave in and he entered me.
Saturday night, I went out with my roommate. It was just the two of us. We used to go out together all the time in college but this is the first time we've went clubbing together since I moved in with her. It was fun. I didn't even think about my boyfriend while I was out. Which is a nice change.
It was also the first time in a while I've dressed like a slut. Maybe the middle of January isn't the best time to be wearing a short short skirt and tight tank top. It wasn't my idea, but my roommate wouldn't let me go out wearing jeans.
I like going out with ber but she gets all the attention. She's thin, has blond hair with blue eyes and is very tan. I did get some looks but she's the one that had guys lining up to dance with her.
But at the end of the night we both went home to our boyfriends
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Am I?
Entered January 10, 2003 11:01 pm
Am I good in bed? Am I a good fuck? Does it even matter?
Last night, was a very good night. We had amazing sex. At least it was amazing for me. He usually lasts about ten minutes before he cums, rolls over and goes to sleep. While I'd like more I can't blame him too much. Our sex is usually at two in the morning when I go to bed. He usually has to be up around six. However, last night we went on for longer than an hour. I lost track of time. I even orgasmed before he did. As soon as he got me naked in bed, he forced me on to my back and ate me out. He doesn't eat me out alot but when he does. It makes me very very happy. Words are hard to describe it. He gave me multiple orgasms.
But when you're fucking for so long you start thinking. At least I do. I know I thought he was amazing last night. I started to wonder what he thought of me. Was I just a pussy for him to fuck? I know I'm better than the first hundred times I fucked. Those first hundred or so times, I just lay still while the guy did all the work. Then I discovered doing a little pushing back felt pretty good and turned the guy on a lot. I got more and more into it and found it feeling more and more better. But after last night I felt like I could be doing more.
I have more to say but I have to run. Going out with a few of my friends tonight
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On a side note
Entered January 9, 2003 02:42 am
Just a quick thing before I go to bed. I complain alot. See the last entry and the one before that etc... From now on I'll include at least one good news item.
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Just a weird day
Entered January 9, 2003 02:09 am
Today started out kind of normal besides the fact that it was 20 degrees above normal, close to fifty degrees. The weather made me want to go out and and run, which I need to do, but guess what? Work got in the way.
Work started out pretty normal. The general manager hanging out in the back, while me and the other mangers run the store. Then a midget, I'm sorry if this isn't politcally correct, but he came into the store with his girlfriend. A midget is something I don't see everyday but it turns out he was also a wrestler on the WWE. Yes, I used to watching wrestling, it went good with alcohol. Yeah, I guess I could be described as white trash but I've been called worse and I don't live in a mobile home. Anyways, I'd never heard or seen him before but one of my coworkers recogonized him. Not that the meeting was life changing but just shows you how weird my day was.
Then later, we caught an employee stealing. Part of our store is shoes. One of the part time girls had been wearing a pair of new shoes for a few days. It took us a little while to put the math together and two half empty boxes but we called the girl in. In under two minutes she admited she had stolen them. To make an example they led her out in hand cuffs. Not something I've seen too often. I almost felt bad for her, I'm sure her parents are going to punish her a lot worse than the police. But it's not my fault. Plus, I don't steal. Talk to me about stealing when I was in my early teens, maybe a different story. Everyone has their learning curve.
I'm in the process of buying a new domain name. Not sure, what it's going to be. I don't really love the name afterhours-erotica. It's pretty impersonal. I'm thinking nakedmolly. Not naked literally but naked as in exposing my soul i.e. my writing to the world. Maybe I'd even throw on some pics of some hot "amateur" so the name wouldn't be as misleading. But that's just one idea. I'll think of others don't worry.
This is the confession part of the night. Had a little too drink last night. In the past it wouldn't have even buzzed me but it did a little more. Made me a little horny for a lack of a better word. So I end up in the chat rooms, not exactly cybering but talking about sex with some stranger.
The conversation leads to facials. I'll admit something about them turns me on. I'm not sure what but it does. And I know it turns my boyfriend on. Halfway through the conversation, I sign off without saying bye. It's about two in the morning, my boyfriend has to wake up early in the morning but I wake him up with a good old fashioned hand job. In about four seconds he's awake and we're making love. I tell him I want him to explode on to my face. He gets all into and starts talking dirty saying things like "I can't wait to cum on your face, slut." Which is very out of the ordinary for him. But what happens. Instead of pulling out and orgasming on my face he cums inside of me. I did get an orgasm out of it, but it was such a let down.
We'll see what happens tonight.
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I'm Different
Entered January 8, 2003 12:03 am
I guess I am kind of different from most girls. In more ways than I can count right now.
First off, I'm an adult webmaster. How many girls do you know that have pron sites. How many girls do you even know that look at porn? There are a few us, I've talked to them on message boards but I do know most adult webmasters are men. It started out as wanting to create my own website for my erotic stories. I'm in the progress of creating my own porn empire. It's not very big yet but with dreams of making enough money to quit my dreay day job fueling my work who knows what could happen.
It's still a secret. I don't think anyone from my real life knows what I do. I've almost told a couple of my friends. I don't know what they'll think of me.
I think I am like a lot of my female friends, yeah I don't really like most porn movies, they don't turn me on for more reasons than I can count but I take it to the next level. But because I'm doing this webmastering I spend way too much time a day staring at porn. But I can't complain there are far worse things to stare and hey sometimes there are pictures that do turn me on.
I think, I'm rambling so I'll stop now but I think you get the idea.
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Sperm Deposit or Random Rants
Entered January 6, 2003 12:44 am
I'm a little frustrated about things. While, I've been enjoying sex with my boyfriend, I'm feeling a little used. But it's not just him. It's something I've felt with almost all the guys I've had sex with or even shared some sort of a relationship with. Sometimes I feel like a sperm depository. It's a weird thing to feel like but called my senior year in high school one of the guys I didn't like called me that right after I told him off because he was being mean to one of the smaller kids in our class.
I do a lot to please my boyfriends. Don't get me wrong I do enjoy pleasing them. But I do a lot of things for them and sometimes it seems I don't get anything back. I love giving head. Don't think bad of me but I've sucked dick at least one hundred times, more times than I can count or remember. I definitely enjoy getting guys off but I wouldn't mind my pussy getting some of his attention too. I think I maybe get eaten out maybe one time for every five times I get head. While, I made this ratio up, the basics are true and I don't think it's fair.
Something that is related to bj's is swallowing and the facial. I understand seeing me swallow is a lot sexier than spitting it out but sometimes I don't want to swallow. Sometimes, it doesn't taste good. I don't see many guys wanting to kiss me right after they cum in my mouth. And if they don't cum in my mouth they want to cum on my face. Which, I'm sure is a sexy thing to see but I can't tell you how much it stings when it gets in my eyes.
It's not just oral. As, any regular reader of my diary knows, I love anal sex. This probably where tonight's rants come from. While anal sex can feel really good it's definitely something I do for him, not for me. It can hurt sometimes. Last night we had some serious problems getting him into me. When he finally did get in it took a while to warm me up to a point where he could fuck me. And while, I enjoy him fucking me, after he deposited his cum into me I didn't want it to end. Just because he came doesn't mean my needs were satisfied.
I think that's the end of my rants. I already feel better.
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Sex Noises
Entered January 5, 2003 12:41 am
I love my roommate, she's been my best friend since college and helped me get through last year but I think it's time for me to start looking for my own place. I know she doesn't want me to leave but it started out as just the two of us know we both pretty much live her with our boyfriends. At first it was fun, kind of like college but I need my own space.
I've noticed it before today but it never really bothered me today. My boyfriend and I rarely have time together. He works early in the morning and since I work in retail my hours can have me getting home at ten or eleven at night. He's already asleep by then. Most of the time, when I want sex I have to wake him up. He doesn't complain ofcourse but I know he does have to wake up early in the morning. Tonight, we were both home early this evening. I was tired, so he joined me in bed to take a nap. Ofcourse when we actually got in bed neither of us were tired anymore. We ended up making out and wanted to make love but the floors are so thin that they would've heard us in the kitchen on the floor below us. I ended up just giving him head but that didn't really satisfy my needs.
I know we could've gone on and made a whole bunch of noise. We've done that when we've been drunk and come home. But that's rude. My other roommate in college that we shared an apartment with always had sex when we were around. They didn't do it in front of us but even though they were behind close doors we heard them. Ok, sometimes it did turn me on becuase her boyfriend must have really known how to fuck but it wasn't something I wanted to hear when I was trying to write a paper.
It's also one of the reasons we rarely have morning sex. Morning sex is one of my favorites and it would work well with his schedule. But the bedframe is loud and the floor creaks. I just can't win.
However, I don't think I'm going to moving out tonight. I hate moving and I espically hate moving in the middle of a cold and snowy winter.
And if you like what you read here or have any comments email me.
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Ironic
Entered January 4, 2003 01:49 am
A short entry tonight. I worked late. And I have to work early in the morning. But here's something a little ironic.
In the last entry, I was talking all about how anal sex is so great, how it's not painful if you know what you're doing. But I guess, I should look or act before I speak. Last night, me and my boyfriend had serious issues with getting it in. We'll just say it hurt too much. I thought I was going to die for a moment. Which, hasn't happened for a long time. I guess, I was just thinking about it too much. But all the work was worth the effort for me and him once we were able to get things working together. We had the most orgasms I can remember having in the recent past.
That's it for now. I have a lot more to say but my bed is calling me.
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Anal minded
Entered January 3, 2003 12:23 am
An ironic update from last night's entry. The girl I was so concerned with was fired today. I'm not sure why but from the rumour I heard it was because she did some e or maybe just smoked up with some of the other people from work. Which is a pretty big no no because she's a member of the management but what makes it worse is that I guess the police were involved. But anyways. I guess, I'll miss her but I don't see it really improving the way the store is run. But the poor quality of the store is another episode.
Now on to another subject, one of my favorite subjects, anal sex. I was driving home from work tonight listening to one of my favorite radio shows, Love Line. If you don't know what Love Line is, it's a program where callers call in to talk about their problems, most of the time the problem is related to sex. One of tonight's callers was a guy. I'm glad he wasn't my boyfriend. He was complaing that the first time he attempted anal sex, his girlfriend cried in pain for ten minutes because it hurt so bad even with lube. He wanted to know which ways he could do it so it would hurt less. Why he didn't ask his girlfriend, I don't know. Yeah anal hurts a lot espically if the guy just forces it in, which I'm going to assume he did. I think, I'm on a one woman movement to teach guys to do anal right and to tell girls that it's not bad, no more like pretty damn good after you try it the first time.
I guess, I'm pretty lucky that even after my first painful expiernce I went back for more.
And my other rant for tonight about anal sex. I went into a chatroom last night. A room that I used to be a regular in. Am I glad I don't go in there much anymore. It hasn't changed since I left. The level of inteligence is next to none except for the regulars. One of the guys was asking if a girl had anal sex too much if her ass would become loose. For me my ass didn't become "loose," I just learned how to control it and relax it.
The caller and some people on the internet really make me wonder about things. But who am I to talk, my favorite subject to type about in my jounral is anal sex.
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Sluts?
Entered January 1, 2003 11:34 pm
I woke up today thinking about of the girls at work. Angie, is an assistant manager but what stuck in my head and now bothers me is that she said "Why does everyone take me as a joke?" She tried to make it sound like she was joking but I think her question does have a deeper meaning. In the month or so that I've worked with her I've seen her go from a smiling carefree teenager to someone afraid to smile.
I think a lot of people at work do take her as a joke. She can work hard and do a good job but she does have a reputation. They think she's a slut. She's a nice girl but at times she does come off like that. She tells us about what her and her boyfriend do in his tiny one room apartment. She tells us about the other guys she was with when her and the boyfriend had an off week. She comes to work with hickeys like almost every week.
Why do I feel sorry for her? Besides the fact that I'm a caring person, I've done some of the same things. Yeah, I've cheated on boyfriends and done thing a lot worse than her. I've probably slept with more guys than her. And I'm pretty sure I know a lot more about sex than she does. But I guess I don't come off like a slut. I don't talk about sexual adventures, at least not in public. And I guess I don't look like a slut.
I just came up with this because I don't usually make New Years Resolutions but I think this year I'm going to try to be a better person by not just sitting back when people make fun of others. I have heard others make fun of Angie again and again. I've just stood by.
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Happy New Years
Entered January 1, 2003 01:44 am
Yeah, I'm home a little early. It's about 12:30 my time but I wasn't in the mood to party.
It was a year ago tonight/this morning, that I slept with Brian for the last time. We were only together for a short time but it was a wild and crazy ride. We fell in love quickly. We started sleeping together a week after he moved into the next apartment. He was the first guy I fucked without any protection.
Yeah, I know we were stupid. We were both 23 and out of college but neither of us were ready for children. But that's exactly what happened or so we thought. A couple weeks before Christmas I was late for my period. I waited a week to tell him. We were already having problems. He basically said without saying it, that he didn't care and wouldn't take care of the it.
That basically ended it. He moved away a week or so later. The move was preplanned but it left me alone. Luckily it was just a false alarm. I wasn't pregnant.
Then on New Years Eve, I went out with my friends. Got a little drunk but nothing crazy. I think he did the same thing. At three o'clock he called me to ask if he could come over. I hadn't told him that I wasn't actually pregnant yet. He came over. Ofcourse one thing led to another, we were both a little drunk and a lot of horny. He ate me out until I couldn't stop orgasming. And he didn't like going down. It was only the fifth time he had done so in the one hundred or so times we slept together.
He was never very good in bed. He had his moments but most of the time he was good for five or ten minutes and that was that. Tonight, we fucked for several intense hours. I had mind blowing orgasms and couldn't stop shaking. We fucked until about ten then that morning before we both collapsed.
Tonight, I couldn't get that out of my head. I don't know why. Our relationship was bad for both of us. He was a jerk of the worse kind.
I should end this now. My current boyfriend is waiting in my bed for me if he's not asleep. Even if he is, I'll wake him. I want to see if I can reproduce the night a year ago.
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Another Dream
Entered December 31, 2002 12:48 am
I'm keeping this short. I'm tired and I'm feeling sick. Hopefully, I'm ready to go tomorrow night.
Had a dream about a guy that works near me in the mall. He works at one of the stands/kiosks in the middle of mall. For the first two weeks I was working there he didn't say much to me more than hello. I was actually shy around him. Ok, I'm shy around a lot of guys. Who am I trying to fool. I talk to all the other guys that he works with but not him. But back to the point. My dream. Had a dream two nights ago that he told a mutual friend of ours that he liked me and said that he thought I believed he was a jerk.
So what happens the next day after the dream? We start talking and do some flirting.
Anyways, Happy New Year!
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40 ounce thoughts
Entered December 29, 2002 09:19 pm
In college, I drank a lot. And I mean a lot. I supposed a lot of people did. But I became a regular in the bar scene. The bar really did call my apartment one night when I wasn't there. I'd wake up go to class or work then after the day was done I'd be back at the bar. Somewhere in between I found time to sleep. I kept this up for my first year out of college.
Recently I started slowing down a lot. I drink once in a while. Drinking doesn't appeal to me like it used to. Now, it seems like everytime I drink I end up feeling like shit. Not because I'm hungover but because of something I said or something I did. I don't remember it being like this in college. Sure there were the couple of times. I threw up all over my bathroom and didn't clean it up until the next morning. There was the other time I slept with a 17 year old perspective student on his over night visit to the school. (By the way he did come to school the next year) But most of the times the things were funny.
I wonder if it's because I used to be surrounded by drinkers and now I'm not?
But anyways, last night I went to a concert with a friend and had too much to drink. It sucks because I don't remember much of the music. And in the car ride home I became real open with my mouth. I told her about all the guys I've slept with then told her about her friend that was real cute. Things I don't usually talk to her about because I really don't know her that well. It was embarrasing talking to her today and asking her "what did I say last night." It used to be funny in college. Now it makes me sick.
My boyfriend had never seen me "in rare form" (what me and my friends called being really wasted in college). However, he didn't complain when I went down on him as soon as I walked through the door. He did complain when I passed out during sex. Another thing I haven't done since college.
I don't know.
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Dreams
Entered December 26, 2002 02:21 am
Before I forget I have to write down two dreams I had today and last night.
The firs dream took place last night. I was in a room, I think in the next room a party was going on. In the room with me stood a strange but cute guy watching me. I was walking around in circles until I finally I gave in. I said something along on the lines of "take me now."
Instantly, I was naked and lying on my stomach. He pushed himself into m ass. He thrust into me twice before I decided he was too cold. I jumped up and tried to act like it never happened.
The second came to me this afternoon while I slept off a large Christmas ham dinner. I was with a guy in a shack in the woods off the street I grew up on. He was a very hot guy. We were fooling around. I was naked but for some reason he wasn't. It got pretty hot and heavy. Again I was lying down but this time I was on my back. His hands and mouth attacked my right breast. It did feel good.
But suddenly he stopped and moved back. With a hat he covered the crotch of his jeans.
I told him "It's OK." He had orgasmed and without seeing I knew he had.
I haven't had a guy cum that early since I was 16. He was 18 and we were making out on a cliff above a river. It was actually very romantic. Like my dream I was on my back but we weren't just making out his fingers were moving deep inside me.
He didn't tell me he came. I found out when I unzipped his jeans to give him head. The jeans were damp but he was already to go again.
I took his virginity a month later in his dorm room. We did it in-between half's of the first NY Giants game of the seasons. None of the times he lasted long but he did know what to do with his fingers. I won't forget the night he fingered me while driving home. What made it interesting was that my best friend was in the back seat. She never found out what happened.
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Christmas, church and porn
Entered December 25, 2002 12:19 am
First of Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays.
I went to Church tonight. Not a big shocker, a lot of people go to church on Christams Eve. The odd part is I couldn't get sex and my adult website out of my head. I was wondering what I should tweak with next on the front page. I was wondering if me and my boyfriend are going to have sex tonight? I tried to estimate how many other couples were going to have sex tonight or in the morning. I tried to guess how many men and women in the congregation looked at online porn. I wondered what they would think about my thoughts, my lifestyle. What would got think of my hobby? Why couldn't I get this out of my head and focus on the service?
I think I'm looking to the church for answers. But I want simple answers. I used to go to church every Sunday until about the time I started Jr. High and became too cool for it. I didn't go back for a while. Not until after I started having sex often. Going in I already felt a little like a sinner because I was having premarital sex and I was having a lot of it. What made it worse was that half way through the service a woman started yelling "There is sin in here!" I assume the woman was a little of her rocker but it was unnerving. I still think of that incident every time I step into a Church.
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From Behind
Entered December 23, 2002 01:26 am
I don't know what the big deal about anal sex is. Well I do know why guys like it, and I definetly know why I like it but I want to know why so many women don't like, don't do it or won't even try it. It isn't a topic of conversation that I've had with all of my female friends but I've had the conversation with quite a few. I'd say of the 20 or so two plus me acutally liked it. The rest won't even try it or hated it because of the pain or thought it was dirty. I think everyone should try it. Even guys.
I guess I can understand why a lot of girls don't like it. The first time I tried it, it hurt like hell. Even more than losing my virginity. I was about 18 and neither I nor the guy I was with knew a lot about good sex let alone anal sex. He suggested it. I wanting to please him and willing to try anything once let him. It fucking hurt. We didn't use any lube. He basically forced it in. He didn't try to loosen it. I'm not mad at him. Neither of us knew what we were doing. And while it did hurt more than a lot there was a little glimmer of the pleasure to come.
I'm glad I tried it a second time and a third time. Each time there was less pain and more pleasure. I think some of the best orgasms I've had have been anal induced with a little help of his fingers or my dildo.
If you couldn't tell I had anal sex last night and it's been on my mind. I'm looking forward to having it again tonight.
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