Posted by SqueaksWhenWet , Tue Oct 23, 2012 08:23 PM
Feel free to skip ahead to the story, but here's a little update for those who care: My past blogs and the past few years of my life were full of turmoil sexually and otherwise. I was basically in love with a friend who didn't love me back, at least not in the same way. Fast forward to today and despite having a life that is a complete and tattered mess, I am finally satisfied to the point I never thought possible. I am phobic of commitment and very pessimistic about relationships, especially having given my past experiences. I have found a guy who understands me, strives to please me, and treats me like a complete queen. I have so many stories, I could write a blog entry every day for the next 6 months and not tell them all (and we've only been seeing each other a few months!!). I figured it was about time to share a blog post, it has been way too long, but because I am strapped for time, today is the perfect story to tell. A story about a quickie!
I had just finished up my last class of the morning before a break between classes. I sat down and had lunch, waiting for my girlfriend to meet up with me after her class ended. I got up to use the bathroom and ended up running into her in the hall.
"Hey, I was just informed that D is coming up to kidnap you." She declared, following me into the bathroom. I went to the sink to wash my hands, a smile on my face.
"Is that so?"
"Yeah, apparently your phone isn't getting service. But he told me to tell you to be ready in about 10 minutes."
"Do you mind? I don't want to abandon you when you have such a long break until your next class." We had plans to hang out for the hour that I didn't have classes, and I felt bad changing those without any notice whatsoever.
"It's fine, I don't want to get in the way of... well, that."
"Honey, there is more than enough of that going on, I can tell him we have to stay here because I'd made plans with you."
"No, no... I am living vicariously through you. Go have fun and tell me all about it when you get back. I swear you've had more sex in the last four days than I've had in four months."
"If you weren't married, I'd share."
Her phone chimed then, and she looked down at it with a devilish grin.
"He's pulling in, go! I'll see you when you get back." I hug her, feeling antsy already. A warmth had begun to spread between my legs at the mere thought of seeing him.
I headed down the hall and out the double doors, and there he was. I picked up my pace and we met halfway along the sidewalk. He pulled me into his arms immediately, hugging me snug against his body. "Hello, there" he said on a sigh, breathing in my scent.
"Hi, what a surprise!" I snuggle close to him for a second, but then his hands are in my hair as he pulls my head back. He pushes some of my hair off of my face and then cups my chin in his hand, kissing me.
We make out for a few minutes, standing there with other students pushing past us. His tongue is warm and sweet, and his hands touch me in such a tender way that makes my knees weak.
"Mmm, let's go." he takes my hand, pulling me in the direction of his car. We practically run in place, both of us dying for what is to come.
We get inside and he kisses me again, pulling away on a groan. "My GOD, what is it about you? This is the best kind of greeting I've had in a long time."
I kiss him again with a smile on my lips, "yeah, so uh, what's up?" I ask sarcastically, pulling away to put on my seatbelt.
"My cock..." he says simply, putting the car in reverse and backing out.
He takes my hand and we drive in silence. There is a place that we go when I am at school, it's only about 5 miles down the road. Our campus is situated near to a beach area, and a family friend owns a private section of beach. It has kind of become our spot. I wanted to squirm in my seat as I waited, but I knew I had to keep calm and could not maul him as he drove, though I am by no means adverse to giving road head. On that thought, I reached over to lightly cup his hardon in my hand. It was hard as a rock, practically throbbing inside of his jeans.
We got there and everything kind of happened in a whirl. He put the car in park and then pulled me across the seat for another earth shattering kiss. He bit my lip hard, causing me to whimper a little, but that only spurred him on.
"Get out of the car." he demands.
I comply, ever the good slave. Needless to say, we don't make it down to the beach. We're concealed enough here by the towering trees.
We walk around the front of the car and meet, our bodies practically slamming into each other. He lifts me up and my legs automatically wrap around his waist. He sets me on top of the car and pushes me down roughly, trailing kisses and nibbles down my neck. He pulls my shirt over my head, revealing curvy mounds of milky breasts, which he dives into with his lips and teeth, his rough facial hair leaving tingles in its wake. No more than a few minutes had passed, but I was ready and he could sense it. He pulls me back up off of the hood with one fluid motion, and I am once again on my own two feet, which are weak and shaky. He unfastens my belt, practically ripping my jeans down over my ass, and spins me around in one fluid motion. He pushes me roughly down onto the hood, my ass jutting out towards him. He rubs my ass cheeks in both hands then slaps them hard with one hand while releasing his throbbing cock with the other. Before I can even prepare, I feel his hands on my hips and he slams into my wet pussy. He fills me up, causing me to moan contentedly. He wastes no time at all, thrusting in and out of me hard and fast, his balls slapping against my ass. I can immediately feel my juices beginning to flow around him, the heat is growing and need is gnawing at every fiber of my being.
I try to sit up a little, but my body has little strength as he slams into me over and over again. His noises turn me on so much, viral need emitting out of him in the sexiest way imaginable. He starts to talk dirty to me, telling me how much he loves fucking me with my ass in the air.
"You like when I fuck you like this, slave?"
"Yes sir, I love your cock!"
"Good girl, good girl..." He coos, his voice like velvet, caressing me from the inside out. Oh wait no, that's his cock. Or is it? I can never really tell.
I feel it then, building quickly, very unexpectedly.
"FUCK ME!" I cry, losing all ability to control my body, I fall forward. He shows no mercy at all, his hands digging into my hips, dragging me against him as his cock thrusts inside of me. My pussy tightens around him, and he knows to go for broke then. He growls like an animal, reaching up to grab a fistful of my hair and pull me roughly upwards.
"Cum for me, slave" he demands, throwing me back down roughly to grab my hips again and go as hard as possible.
My orgasm is swift and powerful, each burst of pleasure is enunciated by his own feral sounds and merciless thrusts. Just as I am about to beg for mercy, as he pounds every last bit of pleasure out of me, I feel that final thrust as his voice gets lots in a sound almost akin to pain. He pulls out of me and I drop to my knees, taking him into my mouth. He explodes, the veins in his cock swelling and constricting in my hand. I let him fill my mouth, reveling in the sounds of his pleasure and the beauty of his cock as it releases my reward to me.
"OH my god..." he cries, his knees going week. He falls forward a little, catching himself on the hood of his car with one arm. His cock pops out of my mouth as he takes his other hand to tilt my chin up towards him with two fingers.
"Such a good girl..." I look up at him as I swallow, and his eyes cloud over completely.
Our breathing is coming in rapid gasps, our pants at our ankles, me sitting in a pile of fallen leaves, him unable to hold himself up without support from the car. He finally gives up and falls down beside me, pulling me into his arms.
We lay there quite some time while our breathing steadied, then we helped each other dress and he dropped me back at school. I knew I smelt and looked like sex, but I didn't even have time to go to the bathroom to clean up. I sat through my next two classes, but I can't say that I learned much. I was still at our beach sitting in the leaves.
Yeah, I got an F today, and it was a great day at University!
Posted by SqueaksWhenWet , Mon Jan 23, 2012 10:41 PM
The place had gotten very crowded, we were screaming over the noise, bumping shoulders with each other and the other people. I'm dancing with my back to him, his arms wrapped loosely over my shoulders, his lips by my ear. I am horny already, wanting him so badly. Always.
He pulls away and moves between the three of us, "Do you girls want to get out of here?" He hollers, his eyes twinkling at me. We all are in agreement, nodding our heads and following him out into the cold December air.
Once we are out in the silence of the street, we huddle around in our jackets, the four of us discussing what we might do next. This is where he lives, so he's the only who knows where the best places are. It's only 11pm.
"We could go back to my place and have some drinks, but I really need to clean my litter boxes." We laugh at him, but he's serious. Kelly, her short little body packed into 120 lb.'s of spitfire, looks at him with quizzical eyes.
"Did you really just say you need to clean your cat boxes? Like we care... you're a bachelor for petes sake!" She declares, grinning at him.
We all agree, we don't mind. Cal and I both tell him we do not care about a messy apartment, either. He shakes his head, obstinate. "Here.." he reaches into his pocket, pulling out a $20 bill. He takes my hand, rolling my fingers into a fist around the bill and keeping his fingers wrapped around my enclosed hand. "Take this, and go get some drinks. Meet me back at my place, okay? I'll clean up while you're out." His eyes don't waver from my face, they bore into me, heating me from the inside out. My heart starts to pound just thinking about being with him at his apartment where we'd made love so many times before.
"You don't have to give me money." I protest, trying to give it back. He refuses, kissing my cheek. "See you in a few minutes..."
We go and fetch some beer, mostly for him. We pick up a couple of more girly drinks too, and then drive the 10 minutes to his apartment. When we get there, I call him, letting him know to come to the lobby to let us in. Within seconds, he's there by the doors, opening them for us. He looks so handsome, his blonde hair is longer than I am used to seeing on him, mussed and tousled from his long day. His blue eyes are clear and deep, he hadn't been drinking at all this evening which is unusual for him.
The girls are comfortable around him, he has that way about him. Kelly had only met him once before, but Cal had been my sidekick for quite some time now and I think it's safe to say they are very good friends now, too. I think she has a slight crush on him, despite being married to a man who is absolutely perfect for her. You can't help but like this guy, he makes you feel at ease. The laughter around him is such that almost every time we go out with him, we lose our voices the next day. It's a beautiful thing. And it's no different once we're all in his (very small) apartment. He immediately breaks out the Scotch, and we sip delicately, straight from the bottle. He drinks beer.
We watch super troopers, laughing as if it's the very first time for all of us. That movie never gets old, does it? He only has a studio apartment, so his bed is his couch and his couch is his bed. His tv is in front of it, and the room is small, with a kitchen attached. The bathroom comes off of this room, tiny and compact. So we're all on his bed, Cal and Kelly to my left, and him to my right. His leg is pressed against mine, and his arm rests behind me on the bed. He keeps bumping shoulders with me in a shy way, and finally I lean over towards him. I stare at him a moment, our eyes locking. His lips go a little slack, the opening in them inviting me. I lick my own lips, aching for him. The girls are laughing beside me, oblivious. I use one hand to press against his chest, pushing him back on the bed while at the same time I throw my leg over his body, leaning across him and locking my lips against his. The kiss is slow at first, delicate and tender. I draw it out, pressing my body closer to him. His arm snakes around my body, pushing me closer than before. He groans a little beneath my lips.
"Oooh" I hear Kelly exclaim, and then Cal laughs. They are watching.
He pulls away from me for a second, and I giggle a bit, hiding my face in his chest.
"Does this bother you guys?" he asks them, his hand slowly sliding up the back of my shirt, caressing the planes of my lower back. Playing with the hem of my jeans.
"Not at all, you two carry on! It's hot!" Kelly answers, and I hear Cal mutter an agreement. A crisp "mmhmm" of pleasure, if I'm not mistaken.
WIthout needing further urging, he goes in to kiss me again, this time it's crushing, needy, painful. I bite his lip in response, not able to get enough of him. Somehow my shirt ends up bunched on my shoulders as his hands rove all across my back and over my jean-clad ass. I am wearing tight jeans and high boots, with a white knit sweater. Which I feel being pulled over my head. I sit up a little, I am now straddling him fully, my legs around his waist. I look down at him, biting my lip. I am now shirtless, my breasts hanging heavy on my chest in my skimpy bra.
"Very nice, Amber" Cal states, appraising me. I smile, then look back down at him. I lean back down, kissing his neck and chin, nibbling at him a bit. Our bodies rub together and I can feel he is hard as stone beneath me. I want him, badly.
"Are you sure you are okay with this?" He asks them again, pulling my hair from my face between kisses.
"Yes" Cal states in a flat voice, as if he's crazy for asking again.
"Good, because I want her. And I can't stop now." He declares, reaching for the belt of my jeans. I am impatient, hearing his words has flared the desire in me into a leaping inferno. I climb off of him, standing in front of him on the floor. He puts his hands behind his head, watching me. I rest my foot on the bed between his legs and unzip my first boot, watching him as I do so. I let it drop to the floor with a thunk, then place my other foot in the same place and repeat the process. Very slowly I spin around and slide my jeans from my body, bending over a bit to display my matching thong. I hear him suck in his breath, watching me. I know the girls are too, but they are quiet.
Before I can change my mind, I climb back on top of him. I slowly unbutton his shirt, one button at a time, my fingers shaking a little and my breath coming in little pants. I am so hot, I need him and soon. Nothing makes me as crazy as he does. Nothing and nobody else. Looking down upon him now, I see his eyes have grown heavy lidded, desire running deep in him too. I don't stop there, pulling his shirt from his body and running my hands along his chest. I kiss him again, needing the taste of him to flow over my tongue almost as badly as I need to feel his hands on me. And they are there, all over, running over my soft skin. Something about his hands gets me in ways I can't describe. Watching him play the guitar so expertly for hours is enough foreplay to make me ready and willing. When those same hands play with tenderness across my skin, the feelings are intense and powerful. If I can watch his hands as they explore my milky skin, it's even more of a heady feeling.
I look over at the girls, and they smile encouragingly. They are rapt, watching intently. I feel powerful. I reach for his belt, unleashing the beast. He falls thick and heavy into my hand, eager and waiting. As soon as my fingers wrap around him, he moans rather loudly. I slide down his body, unto the floor, my knees resting comfortably against the carpet. I take him into my mouth, looking up at him as I do so. Precum is already salty and sweet on the tip, giving me the fuel I need. I lick and nibble at the head of his cock, paying special attention to the slit, teasing until he sits up and plunges his hands into my hair. He light pushes my head to encourage me to take it, and like any good girl, I do, wrapping my lips around him and letting him push me down onto his cock. He holds his fingers on the back of my nape, squeezing to let me know what i'm doing feels good. I continue to lavish him, letting I'm direct me in the way he wants. I love when he asserts any form of dominance upon me. I want to please him to the fullest.
After a few minutes of this, he pulls me up over his body, plunging his hand down into my pants. He tucks me into his side, kissing me and lightly running his fingers across my slick slit. I am sopping wet, and he teases me lightly, not fully penetrating, and avoiding my clit. His fingers run across the lips in the wetness, making me whimper. I kiss him fiercely, needing to channel the energy somehow without going insane. I hear the girls whispering, catching some of the conversation I can tell they are enjoying the show. He finally slips a finger inside, lightly prodding at my g-spot. I start to moan at the pleasure, and he moans back. He gets just as much from it as me, reveling in the sounds of my enjoyment. I have never heard I'm so verbal before, displaying his pleasure without even being touched by me.
I hear Cal mutter to herself, a little moan a the edge of her voice. "Not fair." she says, and I smile at him.
"WIll you fuck me?" I whisper, nearly a painful sound. It's a need. I need it now.
"Definitely, babe." he says, kissing me hard with a smile on his lips. He doesn't move. t groan, a frustrated sound. He doesn't understand.
"Now." I urge against his lips.
"Of course." he replies, removing his hand from my sopping pussy to slide my panties down my ass. I wiggle out of them, kicking them off my foot onto the floor. His hands splay across my ass cheeks, embracing the fullness. He makes no move for a condom, and I whimper against his neck. Instead, he maneuvers me a little, until my wet pussy is rubbing against his cock. Without thinking of the consequences, I revel in the feel of his bare skin against my pussy. I rub my clit over his hard length, my juices running all down his cock. He pulls my hips so I am rubbing him hard, and I feel as if I might shatter with an orgasm at any moment. But, my head is still there, always there, the voice shouting at me. When he released my hips and wraps his arm across my back to pull me back down towards him to kiss him, my ass lifts up a little. I can feel the head of his penis pressing against my clit. One movement and I could sit upon him, feeling his length without barrier. I can't.
"Do you have a condom?" I whisper, not wanting to embarrass him in front of the girls.
"I dunno, I should." He makes no move to move. I don't move either. He is so close. Just one little shift, and I could have him inside of me. No.
"Can you check please?" I ask, using all my strength to stay smart.
"Of course, babe." he says, a hint of a laugh betraying him. Had he been trying to get me to do it without?
I slide off his body and onto my back, my shoulders bumping into Kelly's. I look over at her, her cheeks are flushed. I start giggling uncontrollably.
"Condom." I explain, as they watch him and his primed male body walk to the closet.
They're still drinking, but are really quiet, and I know they really are enjoying the show. And as he comes towards me, his cock jutting out in front of him hard as a rock, I wish they could join us. Both being committed (and one even married) makes that a bit impossible, so I ignore the desire. He sits on the bed beside me, handing me the condom. Delicately I put it on him, expecting him to throw me down on my knees. He doesn't, instead he pulls me back over his body. Wasting no time, I reach down and insert the head of him into my hot tunnel. It envelops him, squeezing him tight. I slide down upon him, quick and hard. He gasps, his eyes rolling back in his head. I am so wet, I can only imagine how it feels, even with a condom on. My fingers dig into his chest. My dark brown hair falls heavy across my shoulders, and my head falls back with pleasure as I start to ride him. Anytime I speed up too fast, he slows me, his hands digging into my thick hips. Our fingers interlace, and I squeeze them hard, feeling more connected to him in this moment then I probably ever have. He uses this opportunity to pull me down again, kissing my swollen lips. They are raw from his rough love, and I love the feeling. His tongue dances with mine, and his teeth lash at my tender lips. I love kissing this man.
"You guys are so hot, it's insane." Kelly declares, giggling like a startled teenager. "I wish my boyfriend was here, this is unfair."
"I know right?" Cal agrees. I smile against his lips, and he takes my bottom one between his teeth, tugging gently. When he releases it, I smile again, the butterflies in my stomach dancing around mercilessly.
"I'm willing to share, but..." I tell them, sitting back up. I run my fingers through my hair, pulling it out of my eyes.
"Yeah, but..." Cal says flatly, obvious disappointed. "Married and all." We all laugh.
"Look at you, you've got your hands in your hair and everything, it's like better than porn. Real life porn. Right in front of me!" Kelly says.
I revel in their words of encouragement, bouncing up and down on him a little harder. He starts to moan loudly, but doesn't let me go too fast, holding me tight and close.
"Yeah, ride him Amber!" Kelly exclaims, her voice becoming heated and excited. I do, not wanting to let her down.
Then I feel it, a smart smack on my ass. And then a giggle. Kelly had smacked my ass. It excites me, badly. I start to fuck him hard, not caring that he's wanting me to go slower. I grind against him, keeping him deep, since that is what he seems to want. But I do it hard, grinding him against my g-spot. HIs sounds urge me on, making me absolutely crazy. Another smack on my ass, this time harder, sends me soaring. I feel an orgasm building. At the sound of her hand smacking my ass, he groans louder. Then his hand smacks the other side, then squeezes the spot that is smarting. I sit up as the feeling builds, my head rolling on my shoulders. I feel feminine hands running across my thighs, and I see Cal's hands there, lightly touching me. Tentatively, as if to see if it was okay.
"That's right! New rule, if you stare, you have to touch." I tell her, smiling wickedly. She giggles, burying her face into the bed.
"sounds like an awesome rule" Kelly states, reaching out to touch my hair. I grin.
I am so close to orgasm, I start to turn my hips in circles, keeping him deep inside of me. The sounds of our slick bodies rubbing together are very sexy. I feel it building and look down at him. He's watching me, his blue eyes twinkling in the dim light. I stare as his face, feel his hands squeezing me, urging me on. It hits me full force, and I gasp. My knees begin to shake, but I keep up my movement, my pussy tightening against him. We had fucked for nearly an hour, and I had held back. Now that I let it happen, it wracks my body. He grabs my hips, driving into me hard once. Twice. THree times. Driving me higher. I shatter, I break into a thousand pieces, my body going limp as it reaches so high that It can't go any higher. I collapse, falling forward against his chest. The giggles erupt from my chest. I bury my face in his neck, and he laughs a little, a proud sound. I stay there, kissing his neck lightly against my giggles. His hands run tenderly across my back, holding me close.
He only gives me about a minute long reprieve before he begins to rock his hips. My body twitches as he thrusts into me, softly, teasingly. The after-effects of the intense orgasm feel so good to me. I let I'm tease me like that, just wanting to be close to him. After the moment passes, I sit up a little, resting my elbows on the bed, looking at my two friends.
"So, ladies..." I say sexily, my voice husky and pleased, "I think this guy should bend me over and fuck me. What do you say?"
"Oh yes!!" Kelly says happily, her hands clapping together in glee.
"Cal?" I ask.
"FOR SURE! Best position ever!"
I look back to my man, he's still lightly going in and out of my slick pussy.
The question in my eyes is answered with one word "Definitely."
He slides out of me, and I roll off, assuming the position. My ass is up in the air, ripe for the plucking. I hold myself up, knowing soon I would be buried in the mattress incapable of doing so. He slides into me, his hands gripping my ass cheeks. He nearly collapses against my back as he first enters, the pleasure so great for him. I beg him to fuck me hard, needing it even so soon after cumming. He concedes, moving his hands to my hips to ruthlessly pound into me, pulling me against him as hard as possible. As expected, I fall into the mattress as he fucks me like that. My face is pressed there, and within a few minutes, I cum again. He slows a little, about to lose control as my pussy squeezes him tightly, the grip holding for quite some time this time. When it finally released, I gush wetness all over his cock, so much so I can feel it running down my thighs. I shout out his name, beyond all control.
"You guys are absolutely fucking incredible"
These are things I hear as he continues to fuck me. My body is spent, I know if he keeps going at it , I will cum again. But I don't know if i can handle it, so I look back at him. "Will you cum for me?" I ask him. Without waiting for an answer I pull away, and he falls out of me. He steps back and I get down on my knees on the floor, removing the condom quickly. I take him into my mouth deep and fast, my tongue swirling wicked circles around the head as i go up and down. My left hand cups his balls and my other holds his hand. He squeezes my fingers, little pants of air hissing out of his lips.
I stop for a second, looking up at him. "Have you ever came for three girls before?"
"No, this is a first. Still think I'm dreaming."
"No, we're really here." Cal says, laughing.
"You haven't cum yet?" Kelly asks, her mouth formed into a little "O" of astonishment. "I thought for sure you did..."
"No." he says, smiling at her.
"I did" I say between my administrations.
"Obviously, it was fucking hot!" Kelly says, laughing with us.
He's starting to twitch now, and I shoot a look at my girls.
"Ladies, will you help me? Tell him what you want to see him do."
"Cum on her face!" Cal says.
"Make her taste it!" Kelly says at the same time.
His eyes close in pleasure at the words, and he smiles with a little chuckle. "I can manage both of those." he says, looking down at me.
"I definitely want to taste it, it's been too long." I say to him, stroking him and flicking my tongue against the head.
His eyes close again, enjoying. So close, I can feel him pulsating in my head, the veins of his cock so engorged it's unbelievable.
"Cum for me, baby." I urge before I take him into my mouth again, stroking and sucking him at the same time. He starts to twitch a little, his knees nearly going weak.
His hand finds it's way to the back of my neck, urging me on. He lightly pushes down as I go down, letting me know he's close, enjoying it. His fingers squeeze harder and harder against my neck as he gets closer. Then he pushes a little harder, letting me know it's happening and he wants me to stay there. HIs sounds of pleasure mixed with the burst of warmth in my mouth nearly make me cum again. The taste fills my mouth, hot and pure and everything I have come to love. It fills my mouth, then he pulls away a little, letting some splatter against my cheeks and lips. Some falls unto my breasts. It keeps coming and coming, and I am showered. As he slows down on stroking, I reach out with my mouth. I kiss the had before taking it into my mouth and sucking the last drops out, causing him to twitch and gasp in pleasure. "Yes, dear God yes..." he coos, brushing my hair back off my forehead and smiling down at me. I smile back.
"It's dangerously close to my eye right now..." I say.
"Wow, that was hot." Kelly says, ignoring my plight.
He takes my hand, pulling me up to stand. Together we walk to the bathroom and he helps me clean up, making sure to not let it get into my eye. After that he stands in the doorway in all of his gloriousness as I finish cleaning up, watching me with a satisfied smile on his face.
"We just fucked in front of your friends." he whispers, finally coming close again to wrap his arms around my naked body.
"We did." I agree, smiling at him.
He kisses my shoulder, tenderly. Butterflies defy me, rustling around in my stomach restlessly.
"You blow my mind." he declares, pulling away to smile at me again.
"And that is what I sought out to do."
"Mission accomplished. You never cease to amaze me."
"I don't know if I can top this..."
"I say that every time we're together.." he says, laughing.
I smile. Proud. Anything to keep that beautiful smile on his face, makes me smile too.
Posted by SqueaksWhenWet , Sun Oct 30, 2011 08:30 PM
I walked into the lobby and waited by the locked door. I watched the elevators anxiously, and when you emerged my heart hitched into my throat. You smiled as you came towards me, letting me in.
I hugged you eagerly, falling into your warm arms. "Well, Hello." You said, holding me tightly. I breathed in your scent deeply, it had been too long.
We reluctantly pull apart and you call for the elevator again. My heart is already beating wildly, my skin tingling in awareness. All my senses are piqued. The elevator dings and you reach for my hand. Our fingers interlace and up we head to your apartment. My heart beats wildly, faster and faster the nearer we get. I am always so hot for you, I'm always waiting for the time I can be in your presence without losing my mind - it never comes.
When we get to your apartment, I am pleased to see it for the first time. It has been a long time since we'd been together like this. A lot has happened in that time, and a lot has changed. You're in a new place, a new city. I had moved on from you. But again, here we were. You sat on your futon bed, and explained that you just use your living room as a bedroom because it's less lonely that way.
I smiled and sat beside you, lightly trailing my fingers down your arm. "You know..." I think back in my head, to two years ago. The very first time I had given myself away to you. It was halloween night, 2009. "Halloween weekends seem to be our time..."
You smile, leaning in to put your arm around my back. "They must be..." you say, your voice husky. You tear your eyes away from my face, obviously you want to go slower today. I smile to myself at the thought. It may not actually be Halloween night, but I'm willing to celebrate our festive "Two years of fucking" anniversary a few days early. Though we had fooled around for nearly three years, I consider that Halloween one of the best nights of my life t this day.
You motion towards the tv "I really am watching scary movies. Halloween is on AMC all night. A marathon."
I laugh. You had invited me out to see a scary movie in the theater, or go to a haunted house. I had requested we just watch movies at home. I wanted to be alone with you. In a bed. The last three or four times we had been intimate, it hadn't happened that way. Now was the time.
You drive me crazy; making small talk. After a few minutes it becomes unbearable. I can't be this close to you; touching you...
I decide this is for the birds, my body is already screaming in protest at being held away from you. I lean over and push against your chest, pushing you back on the bed. I slowly and lithely slide my body over yours and your eyes cloud over. I look down at you, at my mercy. I soak it in for a second, my eyes roving over your face. Your light blue eyes are cloudy, sparkling in the dim light. Your delicious lips are beckoning me.
I lean in, kissing you quickly and fiercely. Our tongues immediately tangle together, the taste of you intoxicating me. Your poisonous kiss penetrates into my veins, lapping feverishly at every part of my body. You moan in need and then your hands are everywhere. The sensations are incredible. Gripping my ass, then running through my hair, under my shirt, around my neck. I don't understand how you can be in so many places at once.
I reach down and run my hand against your hard length; straining against your jeans. I take your bottom lip in my teeth lightly pulling away and tugging on it gently. Our breathing is ragged as we pause, staring into each others eyes. I rub you softly, finding the sensitive tip through your jeans. Your breath hitches and your eyes close in pleasure.
I pull away and slide down between your legs, bracing my knees against the floor. I make quick work of your belt. I need to taste you. It is all I have thought about for weeks. The viral need to pleasure you has taken hold.
I pull your silky erection from the barrier that is clothes. Pesky things; clothes. I stroke you up and down a few times, staring up at your face. I flick my tongue out to lightly tease the head of your cock, watching your reaction on your face. You are so sexy when you're aroused. I smile seductively, running my tongue around your tip in a light circle. Then down the side. And right on down to the base of your shaft. I kiss your tender balls lightly, then start at the underside of the base of your throbbing cock and slowly roll my wet tongue back up to the head.
Your hand snakes out to pull the hair from out of my face. I take this opportunity to wrap my lips around you fully, sucking lightly. You twitch ever-so-slightly. I beam inside. I love your sounds, the sexy little groans and sighs. I start to work you in the way you like, up and down, taking all of you into my mouth until my nose touches your pelvis. I can taste your precum oozing around my mouth. It tastes exquisite and I know it's just a sample of what I will be getting later.
I feel your hands bunching my shirt up, inching it up my back. I pull away to stand in front of you. I lock my eyes to yours as I lift my shirt over my head. My hair falls back down over my shoulders in a dark wave of chocolatey tresses as the shirt drops to the floor. I reach down to slowly unzip my boots, pulling them off slowly with a thunk as they hit the floor beside my shirt. I peel the leggins from my body next, still watching you watch me. Your eyes rove over my body, drinking it in. My black bra and panties are still on when you pull me towards you roughly, locking your lips to mine. The heat of your arousal knocks into me and soon my body is quivering with need. Your hands touching my bare skin sends thrills through me.
I feel your hand sneak into my panties, cupping my moist sex. Your holding me very close overtop of you, and my lips caress your neck. I plant a loving kiss there, wanting you to know how great you make me feel. You finger parts through the wetness between my legs and you lightly rub the bundle of nerves nestled there. I groan into your ear; I just want you to touch me, everywhere. Your hands grip my ass, alternating between rough and soft caresses. When I whimper and writhe against you, you grip my ass tighter, molding me to you. When I relax, you do too, lightly rubbing your hand down my side and back to my ass again while your other plays with my now sopping wet pussy.
I can't take another second of it. I bite your collarbone lightly, then trail kisses up your neck and jaw to your lips. I kiss you deeply. Then I pull away and whisper against your lips. "I need you inside of me."
You groan roughly, sealing your lips against mine in a painful kiss before you reach for your bedside table. You tear into the condom quickly and roll it on with effective swiftness. I rip my panties off and toss them off the bed. I expect you grab me up and take me roughly, as you usually do. Instead, you wrap your arms around me and pull me back to straddle you. I feel your hard cock teasing at my entrance, and I moan as if I am in pain. I need you.
It has been a long time for me, and as I reach down to direct your cock inside of me, I realize just how tight I am. My pussy grips your head, you're meeting resistance. I pull back off of you - so as to lubricate the condom more with my juices. In one quick, tight, gripping movement - I impale myself on your throbbing length. It is so tight, I feel as if I am sucking you inside of me. I can feel every ridge of the head of your penis as it glides into me that first time. We both groan in satisfaction, savoring the moment.
I push myself onto you as deep as I can. I lean forward to kiss you, keeping my hips still, letting my pussy hold you tightly. "Feels so good..." I tell you as I pull back to watch your face. I gyrate my hips, keeping you deep inside. In small circles I work your cock until you are gasping and moaning. It rubs roughly against my deepest crevices as I go around and around. Your hands hold onto my thick hips, following my movement, rubbing the soft skin of my sides. I unclasp my bra and let it fall, my breasts laying heavily on my chest. You reach up and cup them as I finally start an up and down motion on your cock.
Your mouth is slack, your eyes heavy lidded. I can't decide if I want to kiss you or continue to watch you. My breathing is very heavy now, my breaths coming in soft pants. I start working your cock faster and faster, taking my pleasure on you. You urge me on, your eyes not leaving my face as my head falls back in ecstasy. I could stay this way forever, joined with you in the most intimate of ways.
You're really getting into it now, gripping my ass as I ride you roughly. You're talking dirty to me, making me fuck you deep and slow instead of fast. You drive me crazy when you tease me this way. It is almost more a mental pleasure, every sensation deep inside of my pussy connects with the realization that I am once again making love with you after a year of confusion and pain. Pleasure washes over me in waves, my stomach clenches and my eyes lock into yours again. "Cum on my cock..." you urge, holding my hips down so I am once again as close to you as I can be. I can only whimper as the first waves of an orgasm start to wash over me. I fall forward with the power of it, my legs shaking and unable to hold me any longer. You grip my ass and takover to plow into me, taking me higher and higher just when I thought the pleasure would surely end. I smile against your lips, kissing you as the pace once again slows. I am sopping wet, gushing my creamy juices all over your cock. You savor it, moaning in apparently what is extreme pleasure as you become soaked with my love.
Then you do it, you pull me up and over in a swift movement, coming behind me. "Put my cock back inside of you." You demand, placing it at the entrance as I assume the position. Face down, ass up, back arched. I reach back to grip your cock, giving your balls a little caress before I take you and guide you back into my hot hole. I glance back and watch your head roll back on your shoulders as I envelop you again. I watch your face as your hands caress my ass. You watch your cock as it goes in and out of me, and the look in your eyes makes me so hot I want to cry. I am sensitive from my orgasm, and every motion sends me closer to another shattering release.
Surprising me, you savor me again for awhile. Slowly and tantalizing you work my pussy, watching intently. Then as if you can't take it anymore, you start to fuck me hard. Your balls slap against my clit and my ass jiggles as you thrust hard and fast. I can't even form coherent words, my pleas are for more. Always more. Quickly I feel it, it's going to happen. My pussy clenches you tightly, then gushes slick wetness. I don't squirt unless I masturbate, but this was definitely a squirt. The liquid rushes out and down and around my legs, your legs, and your balls. It is a small amount, but enough to make a sloppy mess. "Oh hell yes." You growl, fucking me even harder. I am shaking from the force of that release, I can only whimper. Within a few thrusts I feel it again, another orgasm. This one is intense, my pussy clenches your cock tightly over and over as I lose all control of my body. "Oh my... " I cry out, a painful sound. Painful pleasure. Unbearable, unquenchable lost.
You laugh a sexy throaty laugh of joy, obviously very pleased with yourself but you don't stop, only slow to run your hands over the slick wetness. You show no mercy. You rub it up over my ass, making it glisten even as you fuck me hard. "My God..." You say, gripping my asscheeks tightly. You are spellbound. You alternate then, slow, deep thrusts. Then hard, rough, and fast. I can't even hardly make a sound, I can't breathe. I want to cry with the pleasure and the emotions coursing through me. It is simply unbearable in the best of ways. I know when you slow, you're trying not to cum. I can tell you're very close, and it makes me even more horny despite the fact that I am beyond overly sexed. You're still pounding away at my gspot, as your cock slaps my clit. It is a recipe for endless pleasure. I wouldn't care if it never ended.
Your moans and groans are driving me wild, but I don't want you to stop just yet. I beg for more. "Fuck me, fuck me hard!" You obey, relentlessly you slam into me over and over again. Your hands are all over my ass, my hips, my back. I bury my face in the comforter and focus on your sounds of pleasure. It's almost painful as I cum again, this time there is nothing left to release but the pleasure is still great. You do your sexy little laugh again, it is a sweet sound of happiness. Pleasuring me pleasures you, just as it works in reverse for me. It is a good combination.
You still don't stop, as I lay limp in front of you. You slide in and out of me slowly and tenderly, every thrust sends a shiver through my body. My legs are shaking uncontrollably and my body twitches with the aftereffects. Every thrust is beyond pleasurable. I get my bearings after a few moments of your tender loving and gentle caresses. I can tell you're beyond close to cumming now, your sounds are just as painful as mine were just moments ago. "It's your turn to cum all over me." I say, pushing myself up. I feel you slip out of me. We both move to the floor, you standing, me kneeling in front of you. I take you in my hands, cupping your balls with one while stroking you with the other. My tongue flicks out between my words. "I want you to give me a facial. Just like you used to." You groan, cupping your hand under my chin. "Look at me..." You say in a husky voice. I look up at you and our eyes meet. No sooner do we lock gazes than I feel the warmth hit my cheek. You twitch and groan loudly. I keep my eyes open, directing your spurts around my cheeks and lips. It is never ending, coming thick and hot. I open my mouth to catch a few drops, wanting to taste you. When your body really starts to become sensitive, I wrap my lips tenderly around the head of your cock, sucking the last drops from you. I sit back, still looking up at you as I lick my lips. I can feel it covering my face, dripping down to my chest. It's hot and it's yours.
You are delicious.
I had hoped to make it a marathon of sex, as we usually do. But the rest of the night spent by his side watching "Halloween" Marathon and having a bit of pillow talk is just as good, I guess. Nothing else really sexy happened the rest of the night, besides trying to avoid lying in the wet spot on the bed ;) Not sure what has happened to me, but I sure did enjoy it all!
Happy Halloween! Hope you all get delicious treats this year.
Posted by SqueaksWhenWet , Sun Oct 16, 2011 10:42 AM
I have been very sick. Actually, I haven't been quite right for the last few years. But now, I am barely functional on a day to day basis. I started school full time, plus I work 34-36 hours a week. After a few weeks of this, I started to get sicker than I've ever been. It came to the point where I was so dizzy I could barely walk. I kept thinking I was going to pass out, and I started to get chest pains. I ended up a the ER once in August for chest pain. They sent me home, said I have chostocondritis (inflammation of the cartilage that connects the sternum and ribs).
Like two months later, I was at work and got really bad chest pains that almost made me pass out. Again, I went to the ER. They found nothing wrong with my heart. I went to my regular doctor, and he listened to my heart and he said he could hear a clicking and a slight murmur. He said I probably have mitral valve prolapse, or a valve disorder. He ordered an Echo-Cardiogram. I got in for that 7 days later, and in those 7 days, I continued to get worse.
I couldn't climb stairs without getting sick, my heart would pound and I'd get dizzy, and sometimes get headaches. I was miserable. I started missing work and school. I was so tired all the time. I would get extremely fatigued just walking across a room.
I had my Echo done and tried to move on with life until I got a diagnosis. In the mean time, I had a lot of bloodwork done. My platelets were high, and rising. They were slightly high at my initial ER visit, and within a couple of months they had risen steadily to be extremely high. They put me on an aspirin regimen and scheduled me to see a Hematologist.
I've been waiting for the results from the Echo, and actually got into the hematologist before I heard any results. Luckily, the hematologist was at the cancer center at the same hospital I had the Echo done at, and he was able to pull the results for me. All my heart valves appeared to be fine. This doesn't explain what my doctor (and a second doctor at the same place) had heard in my heart.
The Hematologist couldn't tell me much of anything. He did as if I have Endometriosis, which I replied "not that i know of." However, I have suspected I might have that condition for a few years now, just never looked into it. Lately I have been experiencing painful sex to the point of not wanting to have sex at all. He ordered some more bloodwork. I have had my blood drawn so many times in the last month, my veins are shot like a heroin addict. I am difficult to get blood out of on a good day, but this time it took 4 nurses. They ended up taking it (painfully) out of the large vein that runs down the underside of your arm, right by the elbow. That hurt.
He also ordered an ultrasound of my spleen. I go to that on Thursday. In the mean time, I'm waiting.
The last two days I had a lot of pain that I associated (at first) with my period. They were unlike my normal period cramps, and I honestly can't even tell you when my period is due at this point. I just ignored the pain at first, until it started getting really bad and I noticed it was concentrated to my left side. Night before last it was so bad I almost made another trip to the emergency room. But I have just had enough of those. The pain was from somewhere under my ribs on the left side, all the way down to my hip and radiated into my pelvis and my leg. It was awful.
That has kind of gone away between yesterday and today, and I have not started my period which leads me to believe it's unrelated.
I don't understand how we go from my heart to my spleen. All I know is I am so sick, I can't even function day to day. I guess the spleen is kind of in the general vicinity the heart is, so maybe I was mistaking pain there for heart pain. I don't know.
I am at a risk for blood clots because of the high platelets. I am miserable. If they rise any higher (with this bloodwork they just did on Friday, it will tell us if they've gone any higher), I may end up in the hospital.
I'm so confused, and I have grown to (already) hate doctors and hospitals. I just want an idea of what is going on with me. Nobody wants to tell me anything. The bloodwork the hematologist ordered was very extensive, more extensive than anything they've done to me so far, so maybe it'll tell us something finally.
I got all my blood records so I could actually read them myself. Ironically, the very FIRST time I went to the ER for chest pains, they told me my bloodwork was normal. It actually was not. My platelets were high (just barely above borderline). And my Traponin levels (heart enzyme) were borderline high, and it said right on the bloodwork that this was in line with myocardial injury and I should be retested in 2-4 hours. Which they never did, they sent me home.
I am waiting on copies of the rest of my bloodwork from my other ER visits where they tested my heart enzymes. I am very curious. Apparently you have to look for shit yourself to get any answers. My platelets were high then, but they didn't even tell me that. Maybe if I had known, finding out that my platelets were sky high and rocketing higher two months later wouldn't have been so shocking.....
So anyway, this is why I haven't been around a whole lot. If I'm not in hospitals or off getting tons of tests done, I'm on the couch comatose.
Posted by SqueaksWhenWet , Fri Sep 16, 2011 10:32 AM
"I'm tired, I'm just gonna sneak out." I tell my friend, we'll call her Cal.
Cal nodded, we were both sleepy from the relaxing music and the alcohol.
I looked back to you, where sure enough, you were looking at me. I raised my hand in fair well, wiggling my fingers and smiling. To my surprise, you shout "NO!" above the din, shaking your head. I laugh, but nod, still waving. "Wait!" you demand, as everyone turns to look at me. Everyone, including your father, who I had never formally met but who I have enjoyed your shows with more than once. Great.
My face burns red as I grumble to myself.
"This is precisely why I'd never date him. What am I supposed to do, just stand here and play with myself while he's in the spotlight?"
Cal laughed, shaking her head. "Well, he's gonna be there awhile. And I have to pee." She said, taking my hand.
"Good idea, me too."
We turn to walk away, and again, your voice vibrates loudly over the noise. "Don't you dare leave!" you shout. I turn back on my heel to look at you. Your eyes burn into mine, causing an intense fluttering in my stomach. "Hey, I'm going to the bathroom. Chill!" I reply across the room, as everyone stares at me. I just adore it when you make everyone pay attention to me, I prefer to stay in the shadows.
Our pit stop takes a few minutes, and when we return, you're still mingling with a few spectators, but your guitar is in its case now and I can tell you're trying to get away. Your dad is gone, and it's just a few guys from a group of another performer from that night. Our gazes meet again, and it's as if some silent man language passes between you and your new friends. "Well, we'll let you go, man. Awesome show." One of them says, shaking your hand again. Your eyes gleam in a wicked smile. "Thank you." You say, and I can tell in your voice you're thanking him for more than the compliment.
Finally, you get to us and hold out your arm. I place mine in yours, the old fashioned way. Cal just giggles and skips ahead, taking the lead.
We hit the chill September air as we exit the building, singing "The Circle of Life" as loudly as we can. We had just been talking about the best Disney movie of all time, before your show, and now the song was on the house radio. We stand in the doorway a second, letting out all their heat, as the song ends and we all three laugh joyously.
The parking lot is dimly lit, and our cars are two parking spaces apart. You stow away your guitar quickly, and then return to where Cal and I are standing by my car, looking up the way home on her phones GPS. I feel your arms slink around my waist, as you pull my back against your front. My breath leaves my body in a whoosh, and I go weak. As always. Cal smiles evilly, her eyes twinkling. You lower your head to my shoulder so as to gaze down at her phone too. Your words tickle my neck as you speak. "You will be fine, it's not hard to get home from here." Your voice is husky, quiet, and adorable.
"You're so warm." You purr, snuggling into me. I close my eyes, my body reacting to you the way it always does. I fight for control. My hands reach for yours, and both pairs go into my front hoodie pocket. "This is the best idea I had all night." You continue, getting as close as possible to me.
Cal clears her throat, the silent warning breaking into my reverie. Our eyes meet and I read her mind. Again, I steel myself for control. I had told her to not let me do anything stupid, just like the last time. Last time, she had gleefully let me walk freely into trouble. I had made her promise to do whatever it takes to stop me this time.
A few silent seconds pass, then I try to pull away from you, "I should go..." I say, as your arms tighten.
"Don't..." You tighten your hold, tightly clasping our hands together in my pocket. I fight against you, and my hands come free, but all I can do is spin around in yours arms to face you. I fight the problem I always have with you, clamming up and not being able to say what's on my mind. I stare straight into the blue depths of your eyes, and I can feel my knees weaken, they don't want to hold me up. My body just wants to fall into yours.
"Please..." I whisper, my lips just an inch from yours.
"Please what?" You ask. When you look at me that way, I can almost say that I know you love me.
I close my eyes. "Please don't put me in this position. I..." I pause, grasping at courage. I push myself against your body, and your hands tighten against my back. "I wanted you. I threw myself at you." I whisper. My voice shakes, defying me.
You swallow hard, past a lump in your throat. You glance back where Cal is artfully appearing to be immersed in something on her phone. "Can I borrow her, again?" You ask her. It's the same words you used last time.
Cal looks up. "No." she says, staring daggers at you. I smile to myself. She is very intimidating.
"No?" You ask, your voice raising in pitch.
"Nope." She repeats. I turn slightly towards her, silently thanking her. You tighten your hold on me again, pulling me close, and I can feel your hard on pressing against my pelvis. A delicious chill runs through me at the feeling.
You start to walk backwards, pulling me with you. I say your name with a warning, a plea, to please not do this to me again. You falter slightly, but keep pulling me. Then I feel my hair tugged, and Cal has got me by a large portion of my mane, her hands pulling just as hard as his were. He stops, but she keeps a hold.
"Remember what we talked about?" She said, her voice strong and sure.
"Yes..." I say.
"What did you talk about?" You ask curiously, your voice sounding worried.
"She asked me to assure she does nothing stupid." She states boldly.
"In other words, you're calling me stupid. Because she wants me. She wants me just as badly as I want her, but by doing what her body wants, she'd be doing something stupid, in other words me..." I shiver against you at your words. Am I that obvious?
"Perhaps." She agrees. I can only laugh.
"Can I please just talk to her, alone, for a minute?" You beg her.
"Do I have any say in this?" I ask.
"No." they both say.
Again, all I can do is laugh. Your hands are rubbing down my back, to my ass. Cupping me lightly.
I see Cal's eyes watching the movement of your hands, and I think she's getting turned on, too.
"5 minutes. Where I can see you. I will intervene if I must." she declares, her eyes demanding no questions.
You continue to hold me, walking backwards until your back rests against the side of your car. One parking spot away from her. You don't let me go. She can probably still hear us.
"What's wrong?" You ask, your hands reaching up to pull my hair from my face. I shudder at the intimate contact.
"Why do you want me when I am here, like now. But when I want you, when I want you so bad that I ache for it..." I push against you involuntarily, the pull too much for my body to resist. "... You seem to want nothing to do with me."
You growl viciously, and you finally kiss me. It's quick and rough, you bite my bottom lip as you pull back. Your breathing is labored suddenly, and you can't seem to find words.
"If this is a question of whether or not I want you, I'm not making myself very clear." You finally say.
"Oh, it's clear enough right now. But with you, it's out of sight, out of mind... it wreaks havoc on my self esteem."
Your eyes soften, and you pull me closer, tucking my head against your shoulder, holding me there.
"When you're here, I can think of nothing but getting my hands on you, kissing you, touching you. When you're a hundred miles away, I feel bad for wanting you. I can't just take off on a whim, and I hate asking that you drive all that way because your life is no less demanding than mine right now. It's not right."
"But I do it, If I didn't want to do it, I wouldn't. I drove an hour and a half tonight, to see you play. It's not even that far to your apartment."
You close your eyes, and I can tell you're pained. "I hate knowing you drive that far for my shows, too."
"Don't you dare say that. I've done it for years and it's not going to change if I have any control over it."
I gently touch your cheek, willing all my feelings to show through my eyes. I stare at you for a long moment before I kiss you. I gently roll my tongue across yours, deliberately slowing the kiss down so you can savor every second of it. When I pull away, you have a dumb look on your face, your mouth is lax. I feel the environment shift and change. It's a new feeling, a new alignment in the atmosphere.
"You are so beautiful.." you say, tracing my lips with a finger.
I swallow hard. "Thank you."
"I mean it, Amber. Tonight... I don't know, you just look insanely pretty."
Your eyes rove my face, drinking it in, and I love the feeling.
"God, I don't know. You look great. You... I can't... I don't even know how to say it."
"You can show me... You can show me when you call me... and we get together, alone."
My intent is clear, I am drawing the proverbial line.
"Your five minutes were up five minutes ago, lovebirds." Cal shouts, tapping her foot.
You don't let me go, but let me face away from you again, our bodies molded together as we walk back towards her. To my surprise, you don't stop nearby her, you press me up against her.
"Do you feel her heart, Cal?" You ask.
She reaches out and touches her hand to my chest.
"I feel her boobs."
We all laugh.
"I can push her closer if you want." You say, pressing me forwards without waiting for permission.
"I would bury my head in her chest if she'd let me, wise guy."
"She'd do anything I want right now."
"Oh, aren't you just so certain of yourself." Cal quips.
"Can I have sex with her?" You ask her.
"No." She says.
"Can I have sex with her... tomorrow? Please?" Your voice is soft and pleading, as I just listen to this exchange silently.
Cal taps her foot, thinking it over.
"It's not up to me, but I am going to advise her against it."
"Why?" You ask, tightening your hold on me possessively.
"Because that's what friends are for."
"Is it because she has a boyfriend?" You ask, and I feel a brick hit me full force.
"No. I don't like him and he's a pathetic excuse for a boyfriend if you ask me, but you should probably ask her about it sometime. And furthermore, you COULD be very good for her if you just showed her a little respect sometimes."
"But... God damn it, i'm trying to be good. I want her now. I want her so bad I can't think of anything else. I don't want to take her in my car like a savage, but I bet she's thinking the exact same thing. She wants me. I want her."
"You're not having sex with her now, so both of you can stop thinking of it." Cal states, crossing her arms.
Images flash through my mind, and I actually groan quietly.
"Amber, will you give us a moment?" Cal asks, surprising me.
"Um... sure..." Even more surprising, you let me go.
I walk a few feet away, and all I can hear is Cal say "Why does it have to be on your terms? Why can it never be on hers?" and I cringe, purposely drowning their voices out, hoping and praying she doesn't start an argument.
I walk far enough so I can't hear the lowered voices of my two best friends. What a great turn of events. I can see you talking with your hands alot, and Cal just listening intently. She doesn't say much, but... I see her eyes soften. Oh no, you've got her in your spell now too. I groan.
"Don't take too long." I hear Cal say as you walk away from her. What?
"Come on..." You take my arm, and pull me towards my car door. How did you get my car keys? What the fuck is going on here.
You get in the passenger seat, pulling me with you. "No funny business." Cal states, going back to her cell phone.
"I'm not getting in the car with you..." I say, but only one of my legs is still outside of the car. You push the seat back, and I fall against you. "Get your leg in." You demand.
"No..." I say, trying to figure out how this had happened so quickly.
You kiss me, hot and hard and eager. Subconsciously, I pull my leg in, and Cal shuts the door. "What is going on?" I say against your lips.
"Shhh..." Your hands slink under my hoodie, under the shirt underneath, and to my warm flesh. You moan as your hands come into contact with my skin.
"So soft..." you coo, pulling me closer to your body. We are shoved in the front seat of the car, but being so close to you couldn't have felt better.
You keep kissing me, and with every kiss I get weaker and weaker.
"Oh damn, I'm supposed to be talking. Only talking." You say, kissing me again.
"So talk." I say, but you cut me off with another kiss.
"I'm trying. I can't." I pull away, sliding off of you a bit to rest my knees against the floor of the car. I fold my hands demurely across your lap and rest my face on them, looking up at you.
"There, now talk."
Your hard cock is just calling my name, right beside my hands.
You appear to be in physical pain, by the look on your face. "With your beautiful eyes looking up at me like that, I'm supposed to talk?"
I smile, putting my best "fuck me" face on.
"Oh, dear lord...." you reach down to run your fingers through my hair.
"I wouldn't be so aggressive right now... but there's something about tonight. You've always been pretty, but tonight you're taking the breath right out of me. Taking all rational thoughts right from my mind. You're making me crazy."
"That's kinda weird, babe." I say, wrinkling my nose. "I am probably as underdressed as you've ever seen me." I motioned down to my jeans and hooded sweater.
"I've seen you more UNderDRESSED than this." You wink.
"You mean, undressed?" I slide back up your body, kissing you lightly before looking you right in your eyes.
"I want to fuck you. I want you so badly, my body is aching all over. But not tonight." I say boldly.
You curse as your body twitches, almost as if I had flicked my tongue against the head of your penis. The same involuntary twitch that I know so well. But I hadn't even touched you.
"I could totally blow right now just hearing you talk dirty to me." You admit, rubbing your fingers lightly down the small portion of my backside where your shirt had risen up a little.
I can see Cal's arm through the back side window. She is still on her phone.
"I want you right now. Please." You groan, pulling me up so I'm straddling you. You try to unbutton my pants, but I stop you.
"Not here." I remain adamant. But the look of pure physical need and pain on your face has me faltering.
"I can't wait..." you say, rubbing yourself against me. Your hard on rubs right across my clit through our clothes and I feel exactly what you're feeling. But if I want to get my point across, I have to stick to my guns.
I feel you reach down and unzip your pants, and our eyes meet. You smile through the haze of need, "I literally have to..." you say, kissing me again. I reach down to find your penis falling eagerly into my hand. I moan, wishing I was alone with you, able to impale myself on your length and milk you for all you're worth.
"I am going to get you off. We're going to make this quick, and then... we're going to discuss a time when we can be together. I need an entire night to get my fill of you." I say, stroking you softly. Your body twitches with every movement of my hand, and I'm sure the car is moving. The same car Cal is leaning against just a few feet away. If she looks down, she'll see me pressed against you, cradling your throbbing cock in my hand.
"I am going to go home, so horny, I am going to fall into bed and diddle myself fiercely." I tell you, sliding back down enough so I can take you into my mouth. You taste so sweet.
I look back up at you and you say, "You don't have to diddle, we could just take care of it right now."
"A quickie is not enough, baby." I answer with a mouthful of cock.
I worship your cock, taking it down to the very back of my throat, reveling in the sounds of your gasping and moaning. You are in pure bliss, everything coming out of your mouth is saturated in explicitness. I am in heaven too. Pleasuring you is the next best thing to taking our pleasure together.
"I love the taste of you, the feel of you in my throat... I want to feel you inside of me. I can't wait to show you just how much I want you."
You groan my name, and I lose all control. I don't care how much the car shakes with my friend right there, I take you down deep in my throat, and your hips buck, fucking the back of my throat. Your hands take a hold of my head and you push me down roughly. When you let me up, I demand "Again."
You waste no time, your hand pushing me down until you are pushing my face into your pelvis, your cock engulfed in my throat.
"Holy fuck..." you shout, I taste a lot of precum.
"You taste so good, give me more." I mumble in between sucks. I start to stroke you while I suck your head. I suck it harder than I ever have with you, knowing how sensitive you are, I normally stay away from it. But at this stage of arousal, you bust into my mouth harshly, your moan so loud and long i'm sure Cal heard it all. Not to mention the shaking of the car.
"fuck... fuck... fuck." you say, releasing your hand from my hair. You finger my chin, so you can gaze down at me. I lick my lips, and your eyes go completely cloudy again. I lick you lightly around the tip, cleaning up all of it. I tuck you back into your boxers and zip you up. There's a little cum on your pants.
"You have cum on your pants." I say sheepishly.
"Baby, you have cum in your hair." you say.
"Yes, you do." You giggle.
"No, where!?" Cum in the hair is the worst.
You reach out and pull a tendril of my hair from beside my face.
"Ugh. I get to take some of you home with me, because that's not going to be coming out anytime soon..." i say, reaching for a napkin.
"Mmm, you're so hot." You tell me, pulling me up to settle me right on your lap as I wipe my hair, and then your pants (tenderly) with the napkins.
"Thank you..." I go to kiss you, but I hesitate. I've kissed you before after you cum in my mouth, but you didn't seem too thrilled with it.
Surprisingly, you close the distance, kissing me tenderly.
"Such a sex kitten." You purr, touching my breasts through my shirt. "You're probably sopping wet. A horny little sex kitten." I shiver at your words, my eyes growing heavy.
"I could just reach down..." you finger at the hem of my jeans. "And soak my fingers in your delicious juices." Your hand starts to slide into my pants.
I stop you, grabbing your wrist.
"No. You aren't touching me until we're in your bed."
You groan. "Why? I can't leave you like this."
"Yes, you can. And you will. I have to go. Cal's waiting."
"I meant what I said about you. You took my breath away from me tonight."
I shudder, and you kiss me one last time.
"Is that what we were supposed to talk about?" I ask feebly.
"I can't remember my thoughts from one second to the next when you're near... But you need to know, there is no question that I do want you. Don't ever doubt that for a second. I am not indifferent to you. Actually, you have an open invitation. I would give you a key if I thought you wanted one. It's just the distance...."
I eye him curiously.
"You drive me nuts." I smile as I open the door and tumble out.
Cal looks up at my dishelved hair. "Oh my..." she says, laughing.
"Nothing happened." I lie, watching you come out of the car behind me.
"We just talked." you say, puffing out your chest.
"You look like a kid who got caught in the cookie jar." Cal says, laughing at us uncontrollably.
You glance at me, and I look away. I am undone by you. "You could say that." You agree.
"Amber..." I look back at you again, you're holding out your arms. I hug you lightly, but you pull me close, kissing the top of my head.
"Call me...I swear to God, you better call me." I whisper, pulling away. I don't look back as I walk around to get in the drivers seat of my car. I can see you still standing there where I left you as I start my car. Then you turn and slowly walk to your own.
My orbit has shifted, yet again.
(Later, Cal told me what was discussed between them. He told her that he cared about me, but the distance messes with his head. He doesn't want me to get hurt when it's so obvious to me, as I've even told him before, that we can't be together. It's too impractical. But it doesn't stop him from wanting me, all the time. He asked her blessing, as the one who is supposed to stop me from doing stupid shit, to allow us to find our own way. She granted it, the traitor!)
Posted by SqueaksWhenWet , Mon Sep 12, 2011 11:49 PM
I start, my eyes popping back open. There you are, just inches from my face. Your blue eyes are liquid fire. You are pissed. I can smell the whiskey on your breath. I can make out every little stubble of your afternoon shadow. I don't reply, not trusting myself to speak. My lips tremble with a need of their own, wanting to be kissed. You continue, “How dare you call me such a vulgar name, starting a fight, and then show up here looking like this.” Your hands motion towards my attire, then you place them on either side of my head against the wall, pinning me there. “What is your problem?” You ask. Anger flares through me quickly, lapping at my veins, pushing me to retort back viciously. “You are my problem.” I spat, my breath leaving my body in a whoosh, a scowl marring my face.
You smile, a wicked grin that curls my toes. You are so full of yourself, it just angers me further. “What have I done to you to deserve such hostility?” You ask quietly, but with venom. I steel myself, trying to remain composed but failing miserably as my voice drops to a quivering whisper. “I just wanted you to fuck me. You turned me down in favor of whatever else you had to do that was more important. You hurt me.” I state matter of factly, raising my nose as if daring you to challenge the statement. Your cocky smile vanishes as anger flashes across your face once more. “I've never hurt you.” You declare, and before I can react, your hands are beneath my ass, gripping me roughly. “But I can.” You continue, digging your nails into my flesh peeping from under my little skirt. I gasp, instantly aroused. I can't be within a few feet of you without my body yearning for you to take me. I whimper as all fight leaves me, falling against you at the same moment that your arms lift me effortlessly. You press me roughly into the wall, your hard-on rubs me as I wrap my legs around your waist. We're kissing then, wildly. I register the pain as your teeth dig into my lower lip, but I just press harder against you. I can't comprehend a thing when I’m with you, not even something as simple as pain.
I pull away to nibble at your neck, my hands reaching between us to unfasten your belt. You groan savagely so I quicken my pace, fumbling with your jeans to release you. It springs free, jutting out towards me avidly. Without an ounce of warning, I grip you and stroke you twice, hard. “You're going to take me, right now.” I demand, pulling our cock to rest against my wetness. I reach down with my other hand and slide my skirt up just enough so we're not hindered. Then I expertly slide my panties off to the side and impale myself on your length. The hardness fills me and my velvety warmth engulfs you. We both relax for a moment as the enormity of the pleasure washes over us. “God damn it, take me.” I beg, not caring who hears us. The music is still thumping just outside the doors, but nobody has come towards the restrooms yet. The thrill excites me. You push me up against the wall roughly, your breath coming in harsh pants. As requested you drill me relentlessly, our grunts echoing off the walls around us. Even though we hadn't had more than 5 seconds of foreplay, my pussy is sopping wet and as our bodies join and retreat again and again, the sounds excite me.
You are gripping my ass so hard I'm sure that I will have bruises. You bite at me, my lips, my neck, my shoulder. I revel in your roughness, the marks you will leave in my body will prove to me tomorrow that you were really there. I envision you waking up next to me and tenderly touching the sore spots, and my arousal peaks. I reach down to rub my clit quickly, not more than five minutes have passed but I am going to cream all over you. I feel your rhythm change and I know you are close too. “Cum with me. Cum inside me.” I beg, trying to hold back the pleasure until you're right there with me. “Oh damn...” You groan, pulling my head back roughly by the hair to expose my throat to your ravaging mouth. “FUCK!” You shout, biting into the tender skin roughly. I holler out as I feel you engorge inside of me, and together we jerk and spasm as our orgasms rock our bodies. I feel the warmth of you spread inside of me and I can feel it down to my toes. You are a part of me in that moment and nothing is sweeter than that. We come down slowly, little lingering twitches take hold of my body until I can't move at all, collapsing against you.
A few seconds pass with you still holding me there. I can feel you going flaccid inside of me, the power of your release was strong even for you. I have never known you to go soft so quickly. I linger in the feel of you for about thirty seconds before I shift myself off of you. I feel our combined juices run down my leg as I slide down your body. You seem paralyzed, your hands remain on my ass even as I'm standing. I reach down and extract them, my ass cheeks are sore, as if your fingers had imbedded there. I clear my throat, adjusting my skirt and my shirt. My neck is burning where your stubble and teeth had wreaked havoc. Your eyes finally focus as you look at me. At that moment, the music gets loud again and then quiets. Voices approach and I smile as you scramble to tuck your dick into your pants just as a young couple rounds the corner. I briefly wonder if they had the same idea. I nod to them as they part to go to their respective bathrooms. As the doors close, I smile at you wickedly. You smile back. My heart melts, but I don't let it show. I get close to you again, as if I'm going to kiss you. I reach down to wrap my hands around your balls roughly, cupping them from outside your jeans. You suck in air quickly. “Next time, if you don't give me what I want, when I want it....You aren't getting this ass ever again.” I emphasize my last word with a little squeeze, then spin on my heel and leave without looking back.
Posted by SqueaksWhenWet , Fri Sep 02, 2011 10:46 AM
This is my review on the 16 function rabbit vibe that I received from Adam & Eve.
Rating on adameve.com is 4 out of 5 stars. I would say this is an accurate rating.
What is this toy?
It is a multifunctional 7 inch by 1.5 inch wide classic rabbit vibrator, with:
- A rotating "head".
- A massaging shaft of rotating beads.
- Classic "rabbit" ear clitoral stimulation.
- Multiple "speeds" of rotation and vibration.
- Multiple functions.
My first impression?
Honestly, upon opening the package - I may have admitted an audible squeal. The thing is large, dauntingly so. I am a small girl and as far as toys go, I have a collection of various things in all shapes and sizes. As a general rule, I tend to choose the smaller toys to play with rather than the larger ones, as they are more comfortable for me. I knew it was going to be big, but until I had it in my hand I didn't realize just how large this toy is.
That said, it is very pretty. It is pink, and girls love pink, right? The "rabbit" portion of the vibe distinctly has the appearance of a bunny, which I have to admit I found adorable. Yes, toys can be adorable too.
It is quite heavy, but not unmanageably so. The base holds most of the weight.
It is made of a very soft and flexible jelly material, but is still firm.
It takes 3 AA batteries and has a very nice slide out battery compartment for proper storage(you should never leave your batteries in your vibrators/toys).
Okay, so, did you use it? What did you think?
This is my first Rabbit. I have used this toy a total of three times since I received it. I didn't write my review initially, because it takes some getting used to and because of its various functions, there is a lot you can do with this toy. I waited until I had really explored it before writing anything, I wanted to be able to give it a fair review.
The first time, I used the toy unconventionally at first. I used the "rabbit" portion resting against my clit and played around with the multiple speeds of vibration. I knew that I had to be very relaxed and turned on before I could use this large toy for the first time. Once i was worked up enough, I used the toy with no lube. The initial insertion was challenging, but once I found the 'sweet spot' things went rather well. I am very small in all aspects, and I have a tight vagina even when I am having regular sex. It was honestly quite uncomfortable at first. I used the lowest settings on the rotating head and beads because anything higher than that would become uncomfortable, almost to the point of pain.
The second and third times that I used it went a little better. The second time I used lube to help things along, the third time I didn't need to. I had a better idea of how each function worked and how to quickly change the settings, and I was able to experience multiple forms of pleasure from this toy. I wasn't as uncomfortable, and I knew how far I could push myself without going over the top.
It does get me off, and they are very pleasurable orgasms. For a woman such as me, who cannot get off from vaginal stimulation alone, this toy or one like it is a must have. The orgasms I experienced with it were like those that I get when I have sex with a man and stimulate my clit too. It is probably the next best thing, I would imagine.
The rabbit ears are amazing on this toy. With the multiple functions they can tickle you lightly or send you flying, depending on your mood. Depending on my level of arousal, the highest function was too strong or not strong enough. I am a greedy girl, I would have liked an even stronger vibration setting (though the highest one is very, very strong. I wouldn't advise you to turn it on full blast and go at it, I wouldn't want to be responsible for any death or injury that may result from you going through your roof or some such thing).
So, what are the pro's?
It is easy to use once you become accustomed to what all the buttons do and how each setting works. There are endless possibilities for different forms of stimulation, 16 functions in total. It's nearly impossible to get bored, each function brings on another sensation in varying degrees of strength.
It is the next best thing to being with a partner, and I can imagine it bringing great pleasure when used WITH a partner for foreplay, though I haven't tried it like that yet.
All in all, I love this toy - Even though it is a bit too large for me. I think with a little practice and regular use so I can become accustomed to using it, this toy would probably enable me to squirt easier than my usual methods.
And, the cons?
This toy is big, so if you are a small woman, be aware that you may have a hard time with it at first. I know a lot of women like big, so this might not be an issue for everyone.
It is a soft jelly like material that attracts hair and debris, so make sure to wash the toy before and after each use (as you should, anyway).
My only other issue with the toy was that when I was nearing orgasm and my pussy was beginning to pulsate and tighten and contract, it literally stopped the rotating beads from rotating at all. I feared I was going to burn it up. I'm guessing this has something to do with me being so tight and having such strong kegal muscles. I'm not sure if this would be an issue for everyone or not. From what I could tell, the rotating head did not stop, but was just slowed down. The beads would still move as soon as my kegals relaxed, but upon tightening, the toy couldn't fight back! I have a strong pussy, what can I say? At any rate, this caused me to try to relax my muscles even as I neared orgasm (I had "taught" myself to tighten them as it heightens pleasure) so that the beads could continue to rotate, and I was still able to orgasm that way.
In summary, it is a great toy at a VERY good price. The site lists it as a good toy for a beginner, but I don't know if I would recommend it to anyone who hasn't used a rabbit before. There may be a better toy available, with a smaller size, and less functions - so as to not overwhelm somebody new to toy play. I think it is comparable to it's rivals out there for $100 or more. At only $59.95 you really can't go wrong and won't be disappointed.
Happy vibing, girls! (...and guys!)
Posted by SqueaksWhenWet , Sun Aug 21, 2011 01:03 PM
There aren't many positives, honestly. But, here is a few:
I have most likely found a wonderful home for one of my sweetest horses. She is going to have a little 7 year old girl to call her own. She will be an only horse, so she will be lavished with love and affection. I am very happy. They live right down the street and I work with the mother, so I'll be able to see her whenever I want to. I am very pleased, so long as everything works out.
One down, 4 or 5 to go.
And on a positive yet extremely crazy and stressful note - I am starting school in a week! I had it all planned out to go to a college about an hour away from me. It's a wonderful school, but in the end I just couldn't imagine driving that far for years and years. Last minute I changed my mind, and had no idea if i was going to wait until next semester or what I was doing. Kind of on a whim, I applied to a local college which is a branch of a large Ohio college (still about 45 mins away, but not as bad as an hour). I was accepted right away and I am starting on the 29th. I am very happy, but stressed. I have to come up with the money for books and supplies, I really wasn't prepared for this. I will be able to reimburse myself when I get my loan, but coming up with a big chunk of money at once is not easy for me. So far trying to borrow from family hasn't panned out in my favor, so i'm not quite sure how i'm going to swing it. I always do, so i'll figure something out.
As far as my love life goes, I am lost. My weekly drinking has really come to a head, to where S and I are drunk dialing each other every weekend but we don't talk any other time. And when we do, we fight. I have no idea what is wrong with that man, nor do I understand him. He is very cryptic. It's like deciphering some foreign code.
Last weekend was my friends birthday and I got completely smashed. Somewhere along the line the girls talked me into texting him "You are a dick". It wasn't very nice, and in retrospect it was very confrontational. Obviously i wasn't thinking clearly and wasn't influenced very well. I was totally wasted and we were clubbing so it was loud and my phone was forgotten in my pocket afterwards. When we left the club, I heard it ringing and it was 'his' ringtone. I picked it up and he totally freaked out on me for calling him a dick. He was quite obviously just as drunk as me, he sounded very sad and almost as if he was out of it. He said that it was very mean for me to say that, and wanted to know why. I told him i was with friends and I was not going to talk about "it" right then. He insisted I tell him why I would call him a dick, like it's not fucking obvious. Eventually I lost it and told him exactly what I think of him using me and treating me like shit. He started to give me the usual hoobla about his busy life and I told him I didn't want to hear it. I was very firm and he didn't like it. He started yelling at me, telling me how "furious" he was with me. I still didn't back down. I told him to stop fucking yelling at me. I said I have no idea what the fuck is going on with him and he can't expect me to have a magic ball to figure it out and that he has NO right to expect me to not be hurt for being treated the way he treats me unless he wants to finally open up and tell me what the fuck his problem is. He then claimed he "couldn't" tell me. So, I reiterated. If he can't tell me, then I have every right to be upset and call him a dick because he is one. Finally then, he said "You really want to know?" As if some big bomb was about to drop. I said, yes, yes I do. "okay, I'll tell you."
Well, I still don't know what the fuck he was talking about. He started going on and on about being Jewish. Well, not so much "being" Jewish, as giving me a lesson in the history of the Jewish people and what happened to them. He is a "Reformed Jew" - I can't really tell you what that means, I don't know a whole lot about the religion. But he is NOT an avid follower of any customs. He was sooo drunk, I could barely keep up with what he was saying (my own inebriated state didn't help). He kept hanging up on me and calling me back. Eventually, my phone dropped the call and he never called me back and I didn't call him back either. I got home and he did eventually call me again, but I couldn't get the remainder of what he was talking about out of him. I am sooo lost.
Only thing I can think is he is trying to actually grasp his religion. If he is somehow cleansing himself of sin, that would make sense. But fuck if I know anything about that.
Anyway, when we were both sober later that weekend I texted him to let him know that I didn't fully grasp what he was saying and I have no clue what he was trying to get at. He ignored me of course.
But yet last night he just calls me out of the blue, drunk. I was drunk as well, at a friends wedding reception. I told him I was still upset and it's not just going to go away because nothing is EVER solved. I just let it go and eventually forgive him and this time I'm not. I need more to go on than cryptic bullshit. Either you want to be my friend and treat me with respect, or you don't. That is the biggest thing, sex or no sex.
Regardless, I am focusing on myself. I have plenty of friends. He may have been a big part of my life for quite some time, but I don't need him. I don't need anyone. Same goes for my ex. We're living in the same house for a few months yet, and he says how badly he doesn't want me to go anywhere and wants to work it out. Yet I can't get an ounce of effort out of him, just talk. What is it about me that causes people to think they can treat me however they want and I'll still be there? I mean, I get it, I let them get away with it so they only continue the behavior. But even when I put my foot down, I make no headway.
Ugh, this was supposed to all be positive... Well, sorry. I can't get that lucky to have all good things happen to me :)
Posted by SqueaksWhenWet , Sat Aug 06, 2011 11:44 AM
I know I have been rather quiet lately, truth is I've attempted to take a step outside of myself. Over the last few months I've been trying to make myself into a relationship kind of girl. At first it wasn't so bad, until I started feeling suffocated. I should have known this would happen, being that this is the same guy I have been off and on with for ages. I love him to bits, he is a great guy - but he's not a great guy for me. He's perfectly content to do nothing but sit at home, day after day. He doesn't care if we live in a dump, while I am working my butt off to fix the place up on my own. He doesn't trust me to go out and have fun, he calls me as soon as I leave and has to know what i'm doing every second.
I am having the hardest time, I literally tried so hard to make this work that I don't even feel like myself anymore. Eventually my friends got me to start going out again. I was avoiding bars, and avoiding one of my passions - live music, because I didn't want it to remind me of my ex lover. I have been beating myself up trying to get over him for a long time now. Also, it was just easier not to go anywhere because my boyfriend is so controlling. But, my friends could see me slowly disinegrating, and they put a stop to it. At first it was great. I actually got to go see said ex lover many times, just as friends. It didn't really hurt, and it wasn't awkward. But... Now over the last few weeks, I've gone out every weekend. I'm drinking way too much. I'm drunk almost all the time now, when I'm not at work. I realize just how depressed I am, and it makes me very upset. Normally I am a social drinker.
I could deal with this, I am a strong person. But over the last few weeks, something has slowly begun to happen. I have stood up to my boyfriend, telling him point blank this isn't working for me and I am done. I told him it was over a little over a week ago. He insisted things would change. I told him until they do, which I don't believe for a second will happen, I am living for me and me alone. I am not living this way. I have begun to take the steps to move back in with my mom, and while he's not happy about it - i almost feel like he couldn't care less. Either he really doesn't believe me, or he doesn't give a shit. What kills me about this, is I truly did one of the hardest things I've ever done in my life - for him. To make it work. And it didn't make any difference.
Anyway, my friends have been pushing me to leave him. They say he's not good for me at all. I know he isn't. It was a mistake to let it go on this long. I have been very ill, having a ton of health issues, a TON of medical bills to come right along with it. He isn't supportive, he doesn't even care. But I'm done talking about that.
My friends. Well, my lovely friends decided it would be a good idea to sort of take matters into their own hands. Last Friday night, I was home, pretty ill. I felt like shit. I was fighting with the guy, arguing over me leaving (what i'm going to take, when i'm going to go). The stress of that just makes me sicker. I ended up calling my friend and talking to her for awhile. After we hung up, we continued texting. Eventually, I get a text that says...
"Hey, I just saw S posted on facebook that he took a last minute show, it's not too far away. I know we work at six in the morning, but I think we should go."
Ugh. S is the ex lover, of course. I told her I didn't feel good and she insisted that if I got out of the house, I would feel better. Grudgingly, I got up and got dressed and ran and picked her up, even though we got there after the show was halfway over. I have to admit, a part of me instantly felt better at the prospect of seeing this guy.
So, we got there and he immediately stopped playing to take his break. He came right over to us and started plying us with drinks. Here, i'm just going to paste from an email that I had sent to a friend asking her advice... so forgive me for the cussing!!! LOL I'll try to edit out most of it.
He came up behind me and started rubbing my shoulders saying "Holy shit, you're tense." and wanted to know what was wrong. I just told him I wasn't feeling well. Next question (naturally, lol idiot) was "how's the fiance?" I lost it. I told him to fucking knock it off, he's not my fiance and I don't want to hear a word about him, especially not from him of all people). He was sooo fucking hyper it didn't even phase him much, he played it off trying to joke around with me and cheer me up, but I think he was shocked that I was so defensive about it when before I just let it go in one ear and out the other.
So, he buys another drink for me. Not smart when you haven't eaten in 48 hours. Again, he was HYPER. I mean I have never seen him so happy and just... hyper! He was bouncing around, humming, smiling, laughing, cracking joke after joke (normal for him, but this was even more than usual). He was making some sexual comments, which I was surprised of. He's stayed away from them lately, doing as I asked him to do. But lets see, i told him I wanted some of his energy and he said "Would you like me to pump some of my sexually transmitted caffeine into you?" I said umm, I don't want any of your sexually transmitted anything, thank you! So he says "Okay, let me rephrase. Would you like me to pump my caffeinated love seed into your lady passage?" LOL Another one was my phone being dead, I had it plugged into the charger the whole way there but apparently it hadn't charged for whatever reason. He says "You can plug your phone into my charger......" "Orrr better yet, I can plug my phone into YOUR charger." Lol little things like that, making me laugh but edging way more on sexual than normal, and a lot more touchy feely.
I got a new tattoo, it's music notes going across my foot. At one point he took my foot in his lap as he deciphered what each note was, lightly trailing a finger across my foot. They are just random notes, not a song or anything, and he was telling me what notes they'd actually be based on their position on the bar lines, know what I mean. I wanted to die, he can't touch me - it does weird things to my insides. And I have been so sexual deprived, just having him touch my foot was enough to have me quivering.
Anyway, he plied us with drinks and then went back to play for awhile, he played until midnight because he had talked to us for so long. Some really drunk guy started buying us drinks at that point, but I was in a ton of pain, the alcohol was like making my stomach burn, so I was giving half of them to Crystal and drinking what I could (I felt bad, the guy was spending money on us, never said a word to us or anything, just bought us drinks over and over - I didn't want to waste them).
Effectively, i was tipsy. A little more than, but not drunk. And I had my wits about me, but neverless... drumroll. Beware, I am a bad bad person....
Show ends, he loads up his car, we talk awhile longer at the bar, finishing our drinks. I said I was feeling crappy so I wanted to go, and he offered to walk us out. I carried a few of his leftover things for him so at the trunk of his car, we stood there kind of awkwardly for a minute. Then he actually held out his arms and asked for a hug. I was surprised by that, last few times we kinda awkwardly said goodbye without hugs or anything, and if we did hug, it was usually at my initiative. But, when his arms went around me, they stayed there, and he just like... held me. His smell just completely engulfed me and I wanted to cry, he smelled so appealing - his usual cologne with a hint of alcohol. Strangely appealing! lol. ......
So, he's just like hugging/holding me and he says 'Everything will be okay.' - nothing else. Real quiet in my ear. Then he shifts a little and pulls C into the hug and says "group hug, everybody!" (back to his goofy hyper self). Then he pulled back and looked at us and jokingly said "Group kiss, perhaps?" we laughed and C flashed her wedding ring and said "Married, remember?" He was still holding me, with his arm around her. He said "And here I thought I got you drunk enough. I know I don't have to get Amber drunk." (FUCKING SMARTASS, haha) She's like "You don't have to get me drunk to kiss her." Totally egging him on (she is actually bi lol). So he says "Well, I think maybe I'll kiss her instead." First I thought, oh, he's not gonna take her up on the girl on girl kiss??? And then my stomach plummeted down to my toes. I'm like oh fuck. Oh no. Oh God. He looked at me to gauge my reaction, but I wasn't reacting at all. I was scared shitless and riveted to the spot. He still had C in one arm and his other around my waist, he pulled me to tuck me into his body so I was like by his shoulder, and he totally went in for the kiss. I died a little. I swear to God, I came undone. Everything I've worked for the last however many months, gone. Didn't matter. I vaguely recall C pulling away, forgotten. His hands found their way into my hair and he was kissing me SO passionately, I don't know if he's ever kiss me that way before. We actually both kinda went weak, because we stumbled backwards a little and my back ended up against the trunk of his car. I pulled away first, I felt like I was going to fall. I was so weak in the knees and my head was spinning (not from the alcohol, swear! just from him). When i pulled away his eyes were closed and he was smiling a little, and he looked so pleased. I fell completely in love all over again. He didn't let me go, he took my face in his hands and kissed me again before I could even think of what to do next. Somehow I ended up a giggling, blubbering mess. C was laughing too. Then S was laughing, too. And it was just all so horrible and comical and GREAT all at the same time. Amongst the laughing, he asked her if he could "please borrow me for a minute." To my horror (I asked her to make sure I do nothing stupid, this is her job lol) she says "Amber, give me your car keys." I was like...!!! What!!! but I did, i gave her my fucking keys, and S led me backwards to the passenger seat of his car. He kissed me a few times, and I was so fucking wild all the sudden, I was biting his lips and I think I was moaning in pure frustration. He opened the door for me and I had a moment where i paused and wanted to refuse. He took my wrists and pinned them against the top of the doorway and said "Get in." And when I didn't comply he added "Please, amber?" So i did. I got in.
He went around to his side and then he was on me. He has never kissed me this way. Ever. He was leaning over to my side and his hands were everywhere, my ass, then under my shirt, in my hair. He has never ever ever been that way with me. I remember once I begged him to touch me, it's like he's afraid to touch me. Not this time. He was simply all over me. We were in a parking lot. C was literally 10 feet away in my car. There were people milling around everywhere. There were lights, it wasn't dark. And my shirt was off. And he was growling at me how much he missed me. He made a comment. "those pawprints..." and kissed them, then said "You don't know how badly i've wanted to get my paws on you." LOL Ugh. We just kissed and kissed and I felt so vulnerable. I always kept a wall up with him. I never told him how I felt or what I'm thinking. I was just clinging to his neck and when he'd let me up to breathe I was just gushing "I've missed you, too." and "You drive me crazy." and "I can't stop wanting you." and all this other stuff. I have no idea what came over me. Or him. Before, I had to TELL him that I need assertiveness and dominance, and what i like - being submissive, told what to do, etc. But he just was growling, no other word for his voice, but a growl. And then the mad crazy insane making out stopped and he just looked down at me. He just stared at me and I at him and I just wanted to say it, I wanted to tell him how hard it's been for me all this time because I love him. But I didn't. Not the right time. But he just stopped, and he pulled me up from where I was squished down in the seat, and he sat in his kind of normally, and pulled me to him. He rubbed his hand down my back a minute as our breathing steadied a little, then he slid it into the back of my jeans and cupped my ass. He was looking at me, I had my head on his shoulder and was just looking up at him. Nothing else existed. He was just staring into my eyes and they didn't waver as he said "I want to fuck you." It was in the smallest voice, pained, uncertain. Then he lowered it even more and whispered, still looking at me "You still want me?" My voice came out squeaky and high pitched, but my "yes" was audible enough. He relaxed, like it was a relief to hear it. So I asked "You still want me?" because hearing it felt so good. He answered "Of course I do." as if it was the stupidest question I could have ever asked. I wanted him so bad at that moment that nothing at all mattered, not the consequences or anything. But we just sat like that for a span of time. I thought of C sitting in my car. I thought of my "kinda-sorta-ex-boyfriend", and my life - my horses, my dogs. But it was all vague and I couldn't seem to grasp the thoughts to hang on to them long enough to really let the enormity of what had happened settle on me.
And then, I cried. I was literally crying and laughing at the same time. When I started crying, it made me laugh. He was miffed, but smiling over it. He kissed me again and asked me, "Can I make love to you right here, right now?" The thought was appealing, but i had no idea how it would work and said as much. But my hand slid to his extremely hard cock and again, I couldn't think straight. I began to touch him and I told him I wanted him but most of all i wanted to please him. He was almost arguing with me! How many times have i "serviced" him without an ounce of pleasure for myself without complaint? But for some reason, he wanted to fuck. He was almost in pain over it, as i touched him and he squirmed in pleasure, he took his hand off my ass and out of my pants and slid them between my legs "But I want you." He said, rubbing me. I was probably soaked right through. I got closer to him, my hands playing with him, and I told him he could have me. Just not right then, my friend was in the car waiting on me adn I was going to be in enough deep shit as it was. Then I went down on him. Time seemed to sit still but I kept thinking "Poor C."
I don't know how long, but he stopped me and pushed me back against my seat and undid my jeans, pulling them down just enough for access. he rubbed me for a few minutes, his eyes growing heavy and then he placed my hand there. I rubbed myself as he reached over and pulled the lever to lay my seat back. Somehow we ended up kinda there together, anyone walking past would have seen us, but I dont think anyone did at that moment. He was stroking, I was rubbing, his cock kept touching my stomach. He purred "You're so beautiful..." which is literally one of the first ever compliments like that i think he's ever given me. Then I started to beg for him to cum, I didn't care where or how, but I wanted to taste it, feel it, it didn't matter. When he called out with that first wave of climax, I completely lost it, an almost effortless orgasm. Just feeling his warmth all over my stomach. Omg. He actually had a little on his finger, and he held it out to me and i took his finger in my mouth, tasting him. His eyes were so heavy, so full of pleasure and desire and something else - like when you are trying to reach an itch and you can't get it and you finally do, or something. Just relief, I guess.
He had cum all over me in a car in a busy parking lot and my friend was waiting for me. I couldn't believe it, honestly. But I couldn't stop laughing, lol. I was a giggling mess. He actually pulled a nice clean dress shirt off of a hanger in his backseat so I could clean up. He held my shirt hostage. He didn't seem to want me to go, but I told him I had to. He finally gave me my shirt, and I found my purse which had somehow disappeared under the seat. We just sat staring at eachother, and then I said "Can I have another kiss before I go?" We rarely kiss goodbye. he said "Of course" and with as much passion as before, he held my face to his and would barely let me go. When I opened the door he reached over to stop me and asked me when I was going to come see him. I told him to call me. When I got out of the car i was disheveled, my hair tie had gotten lost somewhere in the chaos. It looked like we had banged something fierce. I stumbled to my car, my knees were so weak and I felt as light as a feather. When I got to the car, I shit you not, I got in and completely crumbled, laughing near to hysterics.
It was amazing.
Anyway, I have held strong and have made many arrangements over the last few days. I hope to be moved out by October-ish. It seems like a long time from now, and I just want to go now but I can't. I hope I can remain friends with my "boyfriend", but i highly doubt that is going to happen. It has NOTHING to do with what happened in that car.
Because, with S, it's right back to the same thing. He fucking begged me to come fuck him, and then he ignores me when I try to arrange it. I got so mad at him this time, I deleted him off of my facebook. I doubt he's noticed yet, but when (if) he does, he's probably going to be mad. I don't care. I don't need that in my life. I love him SO fucking much, I would do anything for him. But I deserve so much better than that. He knows I was upset, we got in a fight - I told him I do not like feeling like I am throwing myself at somebody that isn't interested. I know he IS, but something happens to him when we are apart. It's out of sight, out of mind. He completely wigged out on me about how he's so busy, it's nothing to do with me. It's his lifestyle, he can't call me or text me when he's promoting or practicing or he's at work or he's in the studio. Blah blah blah, I just wanted to tell him hello, newsflash, you aren't justin fucking timberlake and i'm sure even he has time for sex.
Long story short, I have no idea what is going to happen. I am in love with one guy, stuck living with another one, and in about a month, I will have absolutely nothing. Just the clothes on my back and a rented room in my moms house. Going to be fucking great.
So, be prepared for me to be here, writing these blogs for something to vent about. I'll try to make them sexy if I can, but I doubt much sexiness is going to be happening to me for awhile.
Thanks for listening...
Posted by SqueaksWhenWet , Mon Jun 20, 2011 01:41 PM
It's 1:01 and I can't get you out of my head.
I learned that you meet some people over the years,
who simply grip your heart and bring you to tears.
All I really want is to simply forget you.
But still every night I long to kiss you.
So, take me in your arms tonight.
Let me have a taste of the love you fight.
For I've held you close all through the night.
I've let you feel everything that feels so right.
If it tastes at all like it shines so bright,
Baby we've had a slice of heaven in sight.
I don't know if burns as hot and true for you,
But I know you feel something when I look at you.
For I've tasted your skin as sweet as can be,
But still that's all you've given me.
I tried real hard and held nothing back,
Still I can't make up for what you lack.
This is the end of the road and that's a fact.
So I'll sleep, finally free.
I'll let my dreams take me to where I want to be.
And when I wake, I'll surely weep,
For through it all, you were never mine to keep.
It's 1:01 as I lay in alone in my bed.
It's 1:01 as I write all I've never said.
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