Made a complete fool of myself with 26yo last night.  The sex is so fucking good that I get loopy and gooshy.  Last night I said something along the lines of, “We clearly have a special connection and it needs to be acknowledged.”  To which I got crickets.  And then he made it clear that no such special connection exists.  Ouch.

Even if there is no “special connection” there’s more than he acknowledges.

We were on the couch making out and he told me our photo shoot was his first threesome (which I guess I had known but didn’t fully realize) and then went on to thank me further, I think because I’m willing to do such things with him.  But then he got quiet in a way that appeared to be thinking about something he’s not saying.  I could certainly be reading too much into it, but there was something.

Then we went upstairs.  Of course I wanted to suck his cock.  I rubbed my pussy on on his leg and my tits on his cock.  It was quite hot.

26yo’s very generous in bed and loves playing with my pussy–until he comes.  Once he’s come he’s done.  I have now fully grasped this.  We had gone upstairs in order for him to use gloves on me.

But rubbing my tits on his cock and pussy on his leg made him come–hard.  I think it kind of surprised him.

I had come all over my chest and he had come on his crotch area.  We lay there for a while with just the sheet over us and the sheet got soaked through with the come he had on him.  I must’ve rubbed the soaked-through sheet sticking to his skin for a couple of minutes.  I could feel the texture of the wet sheet and knowing it was come made it feel even better.

That would’ve been a time to get at my wet pussy but no such luck.

But I did get to thinking that our relationship, such as it is, is perfect for both of us–we can and do fuck other people and we’re genuinely happy for the other to meet new people.  We can be completely honest and nasty and dirty about what we want sexually.  We still talk like regular people, with an emphasis on sex, of course.

Why the fuck was I trying to push it into some sort of mold or place a label on it?  Silly.  I’m done doing anything other than enjoying him.  It does no good to think about when it might end because then I don’t enjoy the present as much.  And I want to enjoy every bit of him.

I like his feet, his skin, his hair, his smell, his cute little naked body, his beautiful face, his poufy booty, the way he touches me, how much he’s into my tits, that he likes to do to my pussy the things I’ve always wanted done to it, his cock, the way he fucks me.  The way his cock pushes past my palate and fills up my throat.

I swear.  True story.

Tags: come fun, deepthroat, Diary, mmm pussy, threesome, titties!, yummy cock

Categories: Diary

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5 Responses

1. Licentious_Jerk:

   Such happiness. Always fun to read. And, you know…other things.

   27.05.2009 14:43

2. Asspaddle:

   You aren’t going soft on us here, are you??? Seems like an underhanded love letter to 26 cleverly desguised as a blog on the public domain, and frankly I’m feeling a little used…and dirty. ;)

   28.05.2009 17:01

3. ShazamSF:

   Going soft? I went through my written diary and pulled that out. It’s rather embarrassing to me so I don’t see how it can be seen as a love letter. I’d be shocked if 26yo ever read it. As for you feeling used and dirty, I’m certainly not responsible for your feelings.

   28.05.2009 17:12

4. Asspaddle:

   Awww…I was only completely teasing. Was talking about your blog with someone you know quite well, and was joking (in my typical sarcastic way) and mentioned this, and she thought you would get a rise out of it and encouraged me to post it…much respect to you, and I enjoy your blog, open honesty, and slut-mindedness so.!

   28.05.2009 18:31

5. ShazamSF:

   Thank you. And actually, I hope 26yo doesn’t read it b/c I am a dumb, soft girl.

   28.05.2009 18:41