Mike and I are exclusive.
I know a LOT of people are not on his side. I know that my mom hates him, and that my sister is very wary of him.
But I had to make this decision, and I did.
I visited him on Wednesday morning. I'm moving into a new apartment in less than 3 weeks, and Mike gave me his old mattress and boxspring since I don't have a bed. I traveled up with someone, and they got it all in the trailer, and then Mike informed me that I would have a ride home the next day if I wanted to stay overnight.
So I did.
We laid on the couch together, watching 3 other people play a video game. I was wearing a skirt, and I felt his hands snaking up my legs. My jaw dropped- after all, there were 3 people right next to us- but I let him do it, anyway. His fingers curled up into me and I had to force myself not to move or make any noise at all. He pushed his fingers in and curled them harder, but he pulled them out about .3572917475 seconds before I came, thank GOD.
Then we went downstairs. He held me in his arms and hiked my skirt up. As he pushed himself inside me, he told me that he loved me so much. I almost cried, in all honesty. He moved slowly, told me not to cum, to just feel it.
I had to fight with myself to not orgasm, but when I finally figured it out, I got into it. The feeling, the BEING of the whole situation was so incredible.
He got up after a minute and turned off the lights, lit a couple candles. Then he curled up on top of me, kissing me deeply, and said that I could cum as much as I wanted to now.
And then he went down on me.
And then he opened a bag of Pop Rocks.
And then I died.
(SERIOUSLY. If you haven't used Pop Rocks in your sexual escapades, there is SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOU.)
We made love some more, and then he pulled me into a 69. Om nom. Then I crawled on top of him and rode him until I was literally having seizure-type orgasms.
But my favorite part?
He was about to cum, and he told me so. About 10 seconds before he did, he pulled my face into his neck and whispered, "Cum with me" into my ear. We both exploded, and clung to each other while flailing around in a sweaty, tangled mess.
It was wonderful.
I have a couple other things to mention about this trip to see Mike, but I have to go to work. Actually, I was supposed to go 10 minutes ago.
So, yeah. I'll be back. :P
Friday, June 5, 2009
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2 comments:
oh my god.
whoa.
by the by, what was "the game" that "you just lost"? i'm confuzzled.
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