Ack, it has been forever since I last posted! I guess it’s mainly because I have very few kinky sex stories right now, things have somehow leveled out and there’s not much going on at the moment. But don’t fret, random public! For more exciting sexcapades are sure to come for this reason: my bitch-whore of a roommate moved out this week! Yay! So this means that Paul and I have the room to ourselves. and you should know what that means. So anywho, that’s about it, sorry it’s been so long and sorry I couldn’t come up with a better entry, but I will be sure to be posting more often from here on out. Ttyl ya’ll!

Hehe, I have had lots of fun these last few days. It all started on Sunday, when my roommate and I decided to rearrange our dorm room furniture. We needed lifting help, so I employed the help of Paul’s 16-year-old brother Billy. It was really cool to move my bed to the floor from the semi-lofted position it was in. And Heather’s bed is now lofted above her desk by the window and my bed is in the corner with my desk as a partition between the halves of the room. Anywho, so Paul, Billy, Heather, Heather’s friend Heather, Heather’s crush Ronald (a Dutch boy) and I all moved the room around, then Heather and her friends left, leaving Paul, Billy and I to ourselves. We just talked, hung out, then, to help repay Billy for helping us, we took him to dinner at the school dining hall. That was cool, we all laughed and talked about how awful the food was.

Then we went back to my room, Heather was still gone, so we talked some more, Paul took off his pants and was walking around the room in his boxers as per usual, then laid down on my bed. I, out of habit, climbed on top of him, straddling his hips, then he started groping me over my clothes. Suddenly Billy chuckles and I’m like, huh? And he says “It’s just funny. I don’t take hints.” So he continued to sit there, Paul caressing my breasts, me rocking back and forth on his slowly hardening cock, both of us becoming hornier and hornier by the moment, then Paul takes off my shirt and bra. Billy continues sitting there, occasionally talking to us like we’re just sitting around drinking coffee or something.

Ok, so I’m topless, Paul continues to play with my breasts and nipples, I’m rocking back and forth on top of him more and more, getting wetter and wetter, and then Paul undoes my pants zipper. I’m like, Billy, maybe it’s time for you to go, but he just stayed, so I’m like, well, alright then, and take off my pants, so now I am wearing nothing but my red thong with the rhinestone butterfly on the front (had a known I would be giving a performance, I would have chosen a thong a bit sexier, but whatever). Me and Paul humped somemore, then we decided, what the hell, let’s just fuck, if Billy wants to leave, then fine, if not, then fine. So we both get naked, I’m quite horny, Paul’s quite horny (don’t know if Billy was horny, tho I wouldn’t be surprised), so we play with eachother, then I asked Billy if he would go get a condom from the closet for me. He obliged, and I laid on my back as Paul fucked me. Then we decided to switch it up a bit and Paul and I did some doggie style until he came. Really normal, basic sex, really. Billy just sat there, never said a word, didn’t even seem phased by it at all.

So yah, then Paul and I dressed, we hung out some more, noting that we had now shown Billy all the main parts of college life: eating and fucking. Eventually Heather and Heather came back and we were all just hanging out again. I then remembered that I had some pictures of Billy when he was really little from Paul’s photo album, so I showed them to him. He got all flustered, it was funny. Then Billy decided to go, and there you have it.

We had sex in front of Billy. Next time we should charge admission.

So long for now, more a bit later!

It’s been a while since I posted, I know, and that is for a number of reasons. One, it was that time of the month last week, which is a blessing and a curse, heh. Two, winter term ended on Thursday so I had to go home for a little while until spring term started, much to my dismay. So I was out of town, Paul went out of town, we were all out of town and my pussy was out of commission anyway, so whatever. But now I’m back, so back to the posting frenzy!

Yesterday I returned and went to Paul’s house, only to find that he had just gone into the shower, so I had to wait for him. Yah, I wanted to join him, but his mom was there (boo). When we got to my dorm room, my roomie was there, so we decided to do the high school thing and go to some secluded dead end road and fuck in the back seat of his car. So we went out to dinner, it was all good, then we headed to a nice little park down next to the freeway. We got kinda lost on the way there, so it ended up taking about an hour to get where we should have been in a half hour. By then, Paul had to take a wiz, so he steps out of the car and unzips himself like 20 feet from my cardoor window. Eewww. I’m sorry, but that was a really big turn off that he just went and peed on a tree right there in front of me with no shame. I dunno, I guess it’s a good thing cuz it means he’s comfortable around me? I dunno, didn’t seem good to me. I was super turned off by it, which sucked because I had been insanely horny, and so had he. But eventually I got my horniness back and we climbed into the back seat, the windows already starting to fog up, and he totally fucked my brains out. It was good. Very good in fact. It felt so good to have his cock inside me again, it had been way too long.

Yah, today was interesting too. We had our first day of classes today, but only until about 12:30ish, then we hung out in my room. We played some computer games, it was cool, then we went up to bed and cuddled for a while. Cuddling is nice, ya know, even tho it gets a bad rap, ya know? I enjoy it thoroughly, and he does too, so meh to all you who think it’s silly and etc. Then we started making out, and making out more wildly, then he spontaneously pulled off my sweater and started sucking on my nipple. !!!:) Kitty like. Then he slid his hand down my pants and started fingering me until I came (Kitty like even more). Then we both just stripped and he fucked me really good and hard. Ooh, I love random, spontaneous sex. SOooOOoo good.

So that’s all for now, all of you who read this, it would soooOOooOOoo make my day if you signed my guestbook, even if you just put your location, or write a message on my forum. Pretty pleasy? I dunno, it’s up to ya’ll, but it would make me happy if you would! Anywho, see ya’ll later!

Ok, so Billy’s friend Will is living in the Sawyer household now (long story, not worth telling). The other night, (last TuesdayI think), Billy and Will decided to have a bonfire at the park. Paul and I showed up for a little while, and while there, Will told us he had something really awesome that he wanted to show us, but he could not speak its name outloud. We were like… ok…, we’ll go back to the house after the bonfire. Then it started to drizzle a tiny bit, and people started leaving. Except Paul and I, of course. Everyone was gone, the fire was still goin’, and we were alone in the dark. It shouldn’t be too surprising what happened next *wink*. We were sitting by the fire ring, and I went and sat on his lap, facing him. We started kissing, more and more… then I pulled down my tank top, showing off my breasts to him, which he happily started grabbing at. As we both got hornier and hornier, I stood up, then leaned over the stone bench by the fire ring and pulled my pants down to my thighs, exposing my now wet and wanting pussy to him. He unzipped his pants, bringing out his long, hard cock, and rammed it inside me, over and over, making me moan in pleasure. Unfortunately, we had no condom, so we decided to forgo going all the way, and wait to have awesome sex later. So then we went back to the Sawyer house. Will had us come into his room, then closed the door and opened a box. From this box came a… boardgame. Yup, a boardgame. But not just any boardgame, no, this was the Kama Sutra boardgame. I, of course, asked him if we could borrow it, and he obliged on a few conditions: 1. no body parts of bodily fluids on the game, 2. Don’t tell Rachel (his girlfriend that he’s cheating on right now) about the game, and 3. Don’t tell Rachel about his game. Heh heh, Will, you animal.

After Tuesday, things got really hectic with school and stuff, so we didn’t have a lot of time for sex. But on Friday night, after I got off work, we decided to play the game. Basically there are 2 paths (one of each of us) that intertwine across the board and then meet at the end of the game. Each square has a small task or action one of us must perform. There are also “draw a card” spaces, and in the deck there are cards that tell you to do something (like give your lover a full body massage or play with their breasts and nipples for a maximum of 5 minutes), then there are position cards, which we don’t look at until the end of the game. The point of the game is to get to the end, then look at the position cards you collected and decide which one to use, then fuck each others’ brains out.

Yah, this game was so awesome. I got to have a full body massage, I learned where some of Paul’s erogenous zones are that I never knew about before, he got to watch me masterbate while telling me how to do it, we talked a bit more about our fantasies (some of the cards are like “if you could have a whole day of pleasure together, what would it entail?”), and it was awesome. About 7/8 of the way through I got a card that said “have your lover get on top of you and then use your hands to caress and massage him” type of thing, however, as he was on top of me, he kind of “slipped” inside me and gave me just a little bit of a fuck before we moved on. So much for just caressing with my hands, eh?

Then finally (after about 2 hours) we made it to the end of the game. The first position we tried was where he sat at the edge of the bed, and I straddled his lap, facing him, then lowered my pussy onto his cock. I’ll tell you, it was really hard to get into position, but once we were and I started riding him, I was in pleasure city. Oh my god it felt amazing. It looked kind of like this:

Except instead of both of us smiling and looking into eachothers’ eyes, I was moaning and riding him as hard as I could.

As awesome as that one was for me, apparently Paul didn’t get too much out of it, so we changed positions to a modified missionary where my ankles were over his shoulders. We’ve done it before, and it’s an oldy-but-goody. We fucked hard, and Oh my god we both came very hard. Paul said it was some of the best sex he’s ever had. I guess about 2 hours of intense foreplay will do that to ya. So yah, I recommend this game to every couple that enjoys sex, trying new things, and learning sexual things about eachother, because this game does a wonderful job of helping out with all of those things. Ta ta!

and not the punctuation mark.

Ok, so I get back from Rochester this afternoon, and I’m all horny and want to fuck Paul since I haven’t in like 4 days, which is just horrible! I call Paul to come over, then I go to the bathroom and … FUCK!! So I’m like, well, it’s basically really light, so I think we’ll be ok, we’ll fuck anyway. So we fuck, Paul’s like, ‘it’s getting a little red down there’ but by then I’m already so horny, so I’m like ‘it’s fine’ and we fuck and it’s all good. We finish, he pulls out after he cums, and I am dripping blood. Fuckin’ aye. So the poor boy is complaining about being all bloody balled and what not. I felt bad, but we got to fuck! I really wanted to!!! I really liked it too. I’m sorry I got you (and my comforter) all bloodied.

Then we watched a movie, O Brother Where Art Thou, and it was fun. We like to fool around intermittedly while we watch the movie. Near the end, I was playing with his head by touching his man boob. It’s something that really freaks him out, so I love to do it, it really fucks with his head which is awesome. Anywho, he grabbed my wrists after playing with him like that, so I bent down and bit his upper chest.

*SMACK*

His fist connects with the side of my face. It was an accident, he was just trying to cover himself up, but his knuckles ended up hitting my head instead. I was just kind of in shock, I walked to the bathroom and just stared in the mirror thinking “Omigod, did he just hit me?! What do I do, I love him, I need him, what do I do? *breathe breathe* Ok, if I go back in there and he’s all angry like, I’ll just be really quiet and not do anything unless he says so and then he won’t hit me again. If he’s all apologizing then I’m ok”. I came back in and he felt horrible and wouldn’t stop apologizing *whew*. Yah, it was a complete accident, but I gave me such a fright. It’s all ok now, I was just kind a scared, me jumping to the worst conclusions of course. I hope I didn’t make him feel too bad, I guess I just kind of freaked out. Anywho, no worries though, all is alright. ttyl!

I don’t even know where to put this entry. All I know is that I need to write or I will just keep crying until my eyes get so irritated with the constant bath of salt water that they just pack up and leave. So I’m putting it here, since only Paul and Ryn will see it. If you have a problem with that Paul, just tell me and I’ll make the entry invis.

I hate it. I hate it so bad. It’s not fair at all. The fucking person in that car probably deserved to die more than that cat did. And the heartache. Oh my god, the heartache. It’s so… I don’t even know. All I know is that I only knew the cat for almost exactly one month (I met him on the 19th of Oct and the news was on the 22nd), and how I fell in love with him. I remember I used to pick him up and take him up to Paul’s room and just pet him and pet him and pet him. Heh, Paul always warned me that me keeping him there would make him scratch me, but he never did. Cats are such intelligent beings, so intuitive and perceptive. I bet he knew I loved him, perhaps he loved me back. Quite I few times he would come up onto my lap and let me pet him. Paul just called him an attention whore, and maybe, but he was all too cute.

I remember lieing on Paul’s bed with Snowball, and I happened to not be wearing any clothes. I remember, it was funny, Paul was like, “oh look, a beautiful naked girl and my cat…” I used to give Snowball kisses in Paul’s bed, and Paul would get ‘angry’ cuz I was too busy kissing the cat instead of kissing him.

And the name. Paul would always call him “Fluffy.” The way he said it, it just… I dunno, just something about how he said it just made me happy. I can’t describe it, but the tone and the way he said it just showed me the compassion and love he had for him. “Fluffy” was one of my favorite words for him to say, just because of the way he said it just made me giggle with happiness.

The year is shaping up to have way too much death in it. WHO NEXT?!?!? I am a person who has never experienced tragic death before this year. Scruffy died when I was younger, I don’t even remember how old I was, but he died of old age in my father’s arms. We were all at peace with Scruffy’s death. Yah, I cried, the cat I grew up with, that me and my brother had so many memories with, was gone, but we knew he was at peace and lived a full, wonderful life. WHAT THE FUCK?! WHY?!?!? I hate it all. I just finish crying, and then suddenly I’m starting again. I don’t like it, I’m just so… I can’t explain. I hate it all. Why do I have to deal with so much death all of a sudden? Kevin, and now Fluffy?! I’m almost wondering if it is not foreboding of my decent into madness. I mean, everything is suddenly just going to hell, what the fuck! I hate everything so bad right now. I just want to do what Keith did and just go and scream for 10 minutes straight, just scream and bawl my eyes out. Oh why?

Take the quiz: “What Kinda Kiss R U?”

Tender Kiss
The tender kiss is the feeling where you can be anywhere and show your feelings.

Take the quiz: “What do your anime breasts look like, eh?”

Nicely Medium
You’re nicely medium… You’re not embarassingly small or painfully big. Don’t change yourself, unless you’re a masochist. Then it’s okay, I guess.

Take the quiz: “Which Kind of Sex Are You?”

Married Couple Sex
You are boring, your sex life is like a dead animal…it’s soft and smells funny.

ok, this is not going to become a habit, but I had to include this somewhere. I think it fits here. Paul, you should take this quiz too and we’ll put your results up as well.

How aggrevating. My sex drive packed up and left, and failed to tell me!

Seriously. Like Saturday, we watched movies, and Paul was staying the night, so it was perfect to do it, but suddenly I just had no interest in fucking. Me, no interest! WTF? Seriously! So no sex on Saturday. Then today, I was in the mood a little, so I figured what the heck, I was nice and wet, so it was all good, right? Wrong. After a few minutes of fucking I was all dried up. I don’t get it. Why is my horniness gone?! It doesn’t make any sense! So sex ended without Paul cumming. How sad is that? I felt bad. Then we were getting all horny this after noon, and I was all moist again, so ooh, let’s fuck! type of thing. Again, we start, and I dry up. Paul thought it was the condom at first, but it was just that the condom was losing all its lube as well, and dry latex on skin = doesn’t work. So again, we stopped before he came. I feel so bad! Like inadequate or something, even tho I know I’m not. I hope I get my horniness back soon.

Again, nothing to do with what this blog is really about, but here’s some quotes I just have to write down.

Dr. Brisby: “Welcome to THE HAPPIEST PLACE ON EARTH!”
Dr. Venture: “Holy Dammit Christmas!”

Dr. Venture: “What are you doing in there Hank?”
Hank: “I’m practicing being a boyfriend!”

Very, very bad. Venture Bros is an awesome show to watch together. Aww, so romantic

My god. I cannot believe the stupidity that was last night/this morning. Well, before I get into that, I just want to say OMG! Billy SANG!!!1 Yah, last night me and Paul went to the Harding Musical “Annie.” Billy played the cop and Cabinet member Harold Ickes. The best part ever:

“I don’t want to hear so much as a gosh out of you, Ickes.”

FDR: “Harold. Sing.”
Billy: “What?!”
FDR: “You heard me: sing.”
Billy: (Singing) “The sun’ll come out, tomorrow…”

HAHAHA! It was classic! I can’t believe Billy sang a solo in front of everyone like that! It was crazy! And he sang the single gayest song known to man… *laughing ass off.* That is simply hilarious.

So yah, that was the amazing Harding musical. Wow. So yah, then after the play I was exceedingly horny, and I wanted to go back to my place and fuck. Yah, blunt, but true. My mind was onto the next thing. So yah, what it was was that Steve was waiting for Heather in our room to come back, then the two of them were going to go home. So we get back to my dorm at about 10:25, Steve’s still there, so we’re like, ok. Then 10 minutes go by. Then 30. Still no Heather, and she’s not answering her phone either. Finally she does, and Steve is fuming because he’s been waiting for her, and she had completely blown him off and gone to Perkins with her Greek buddies. Damn, that’s just rude, if nothing else. Poor Steve. After about an hour or so of frustrated madness involving Steve, Heather and her mom, Heather finally showed up and they went home. God damn. That girl is out of her mother fuckin mind. To just blow someone off when they are waiting on HER is just horrible. Rawr. Well, at least after this incident there is more of a chance that Heather’s going to get pulled off campus and be forced to be a commuter, which is fine with me at this point. She is just messed up right now.

Yeah, so then they finally left. We wanted to fuck, but we were both really tired. We had a quick fuck anyway, Paul came really quite quickly though, partially because we hadn’t had time to fuck in 3 days, and he was pretty tired so he couldn’t really hold back very long before cumming. But yah, then we slept, and it was good.

Woke up about 10:45am this morning, fooled around for a little, then did a little fuckin’ again, but I guess Paul just wasn’t up to it this morning, he was really having problems with cumming with the condom on, which was strange to me, so he took it off and finished fucking me and just pulled out as he came. I got all cummy, but no worries, I’m just glad he got to cum too.

Then we went to IHOP, it was my first time at the IHOP. we went at about noon, and I had chocolate chip pancakes. They were GOOD!!! YUMYUMYUMYUMYUMYUM!! Me gusta. But yah, then we got back around 2pm-ish, and we fooled around a little more. Poor boy, I am over-excerting his poor genitals. Death by sex, I’m sure there’s worse ways to go…

I hope Heather gets pulled off campus and pulled out of DT. It’s really fucking with her brain. Then again, that’s assuming she has a brain, which is a pretty big assumption. Bye!