Anal Amy

Well, things are going better. Or at least starting to go better.

I went on a sort of date with Ryan last night. I wouldn't call it a real date, we just went out to restaurant away from school. I had a lot of fun, he's great to talk to. And I'm pretty sure he's not just interested in me for sex.

We haven't kissed or anything beyond cuddling yet. I spent the night at his house (not really his house, he has two roommates) last night. We stayed up late talking and cuddling.

I didn't even think about Jill's Dad until after he had fallen asleep. Thoughts of Jill's Dad still keeps me awake. But I think I like Ryan, like a lot. I can see myself being with him, dating him. And I know I've only known him for a short time, but I feel the start of some sort of connection.

And I don't know if I'm going to have much to blog about for a little while. I don't want to rush into sleeping with him. (however, just as I typed that I realized I have lots of untold stories to share). I don't know. My love life just keeps getting more and more complicated.

Maybe it wasn't the right decision, but I went out with Ryan last night. Which, wouldn't have been too bad if I hadn't decided to see how much I can drink. It turns out I can drink a lot. I thought I would see if drinking a lot would help me get over Jill's Dad. I already knew from past experience it wasn't going to work. But I did have a lot of fun, maybe a little too much fun. I didn't do anything too wild. I acted a little silly. Maybe I flirted a little too much but that was it. I was in a rather out of control in control. And I think it did help relax me some. I can't believe how stuck on Jill's Dad I was/am.

And maybe I shouldn't have had Ryan drive me home, but I was in no condition to drive. He drove me to my driveway, but I told him I wasn't ready to go home yet. We ended up just parking on some side street. But what you think is going to happen, didn't. Oh, was I really horny but I behaved and he was a gentleman. We just talked for a while. I told him about Jill's Dad without telling him all the incriminating details like that he's my friend's dad or that he's a lot older than I am. And he told me about his exgirlfriend and admitted he's still stuck on her.

I started to sober, he was getting tired, I told him I didn't want to sleep alone. He offered his bed, even after I told him nothing was going to happen. And I did sleep in his bed, I slept in his arms and he stayed the perfect gentleman. He held me tight and it felt perfect.

The bad news....So we made things official. Before I went out with Jill last night, I met up with her dad. We talked for only a few minutes. He apologized a lot, I really didn't say much. I didn't have much to say. I should've known better.

The good news...Had a lot of fun last night with Jill and a bunch of our other friends. We went to a couple of the clubs downtown. And I did meet a guy, and for a few minutes I was able to stop thinking about Jill's dad. Actually, I already knew the guy. Ryan and I go to the same school and I've noticed him a few times on campus and at some parties but last night was the first time we talked. We danced for a while and for the most part he behaved himself. Things did get a little hot, we were dancing close for a while and we did kiss but that was it.

I could've gone home with him. I've used sex before to get over guys but for some reason it didn't feel right. Maybe because I was still thinking about "him" every five minutes. Or maybe because I could see something more than a fling with Ryan. However, that's about what I had imagined with Jill's Dad.

I don't know life can never be simple. If I had met Ryan a few months ago, or even a few weeks ago things would've been different. Instead all I can think about is a man I can't have.

So instead of hanging out with Jill's Dad last night, I hung out with her. I went out with her and a few of my other friends. At first it was awkward. When I looked at her I thought about her dad. I worried that she knew or that I would let something slip. But really after a while things just felt normal again.

And I'm not ready to call things over with her Dad yet, but I was on the hunt for someone new. And I met a few guys, but none that could take my mind off of him.

But I did have a lot of fun hunting with Jill. We're going out clubbing again Friday night.

So we decided to cool things off a little. We had a close call earlier tonight. We met at the mall parking lot. We were planning on then going on finding some place more private. We never left the parking lot. As soon as I got into his car we started making out. Were still planning on leaving but I ended up going down on him. I was still giving him head, when he told me not to move. He was almost freaking out, he said he thought he saw Jill walking by. When I looked up and I saw the back of a girl that could've been her or at least looked a lot like her. He said, she looked right at him but kept walking. It's hard to tell if she saw him. The light wasn't too good in that section of the parking lot and was walking about two rows away. Anyways, I tried to finish what I had started but he wasn't in the mood anymore and neither was I really. I don't know if this is just a temporary thing or something more permanent.

Things went a little better tonight. We're still having to find out of the way places to spend time together. He definitely can't come over to my house. And I can't go over to his house. I almost want to tell Jill but I'm not ready yet.

After last night, I wasn't sure if I'd ever hear from him again. But he called me this afternoon. This evening we met at a more secluded office park. I had been there before with another guy, a guy half his age, but I didn't tell him that.

At first I thought he just wanted to talk. When I pulled into the parking lot he got out of his car and sat in my passenger seat. We held hands and were quiet for a few minutes.

Then he went into a little speech. He told me how he couldn't stop thinking about me. How badly he wanted to be with me again. There was more to it but I stopped listening. I started to kiss his neck. When he finally stopped talking I started to kiss his lips. His lips are so strong.

I climbed on to his seat. We kept kissing. Our bodies started to grind together. His hands explored my body. My shirt came off, then he expertly took off my bra. His mouth became attached to my breasts. His hands caressing them. Squeezing them.

We struggled to get my jeans off. It was a tight, awkward fit but we managed to work them off. I undid and unzipped his jeans. He pushed them down just enough. I pulled my panties to the side and he pushed into me. He was so hard, I was so soft.

We didn't take our time. I rode up and down on him. It felt so good to have him in me again. It felt perfect to have his hands holding my ass as I moved up and down on him.

It was cold outside but we made it hot in the car. We were both sweating. Both of us were breathing hard. I moaned each time he went deep into me. I didn't want it to ever stop. Each movement felt amazing.

After a while we switched spots. He said he needed a better angle. I sat on the seat and pushed the back all way the back.

He took over. He fucked me. He fucked me hard. Each thrust felt intense. Faster and harder. Everything was a blur. I thought I hard my seat cracking but I didn't care.

And then he came. Deep inside of me he filled me with his cum.

I was still sweating and breathing hard a few minutes later when we finally moved again.

I'd say I'm satisfied for now but I think we need to find a place where we can get more comfortable. A car isn't a bad place for a quickie but when it lasts half an hour it just isn't the right place. My right leg is a little sore from the angle it was in and I had a hard time getting comfortable.

Anyways, he said he would call me when he gets out of work tomorrow.

Just checking in. Not much to report. Got back home last night. Saw him tonight.

It sounds kind of weird, but I feel like he's a married man. We just had to arrange to meet at a secluded place. It makes it feel what were doing is a bad thing. We could tell Jill but it could make things very complicated. I was avoiding her tonight. She invited me to go to some clubs with her and a few of her friends. And I feel bad but I'm too attracted to him to risk ruining things right now.

We met at the parking lot in front of his office. It was cold but we stood between our cars talking. Holding each other. Hugging and then kissing. I wanted to do more. He was hard, rubbing against me. I wanted to do more. I started to unzip his jeans but he stopped me.

I thought he had spotted someone. We were alone in the parking lot. Nothing but empty buildings surrounding us. There wouldn't be anyone around until Monday morning.

Instead he told me he had to go. He said things felt weird. He wasn't mean about it. And I understand. Things feel awkward, especially now since we're so close to Jill. I don't know. This makes me only want him more.

So I've heard there's some people that want to hear about my anal experience this weekend.

I was kind of nervous about asking him to take my ass. It's kind of silly but I worried what he would think of me. He was fucking me from behind, doggy style. It felt good but of course I wanted more. He was inches away from what I wanted but I was afraid to say it.

"I want you in my ass." I whispered but I didn't he heard me.

"What?" He heard me.

"Will you fuck my ass?"

He leaned over and kissed my the side of my neck. "Are you sure?"

After a few seconds I said, "There's lubrication in my bag."

He went and got it then got back to me on the bed but instead of applying it, he laid next to me and started kissing me. He asked me if I had ever done anal before. And I feel kinda bad because I lied, "A couple of times." He told me he had done it a few times with his exwife.

I should've told him the truth, he started giving me a few instructions and I just played along.

He had me lie on my stomach then sat above me. He poured the lube on to my ass. It was cold but made it warm with his fingers. First one finger entered me. Carefully working its way into me. Then a second finger.

I thought I was ready and so did he. He rubbed the lube on to himself then laid almost on top of me. He slid his cock between my ass cheeks. Then he pointed it against me. He pushed against the me, then pushed the tip in. Slowly, he pushed the head in but I almost jumped away. It hurt a little too much. He was a little too thick for me. But unlike most guys, he pulled out and started to finger me again.

After a couple of minutes, he applied more lube then asked if I was sure I wanted to do this.

He pushed the head into me. This time it hurt just a little. Just the right amount actually. He pulled out then pushed just the head in a few times, then he pushed completely into me. Gently, he fucked my ass.

He told me he couldn't believe he was inside my ass. He said, it felt amazing. I told him I had fantasized about it.

We got into the doggy style position again. He was too gentle now, I told him to do it harder. He did and I started to moan loudly. Each thrust into me I lost control. It was maybe just five minutes but it felt like forever. I lost track of time.

He lost control. He pounded my ass. I fell of my elbows and on to my stomach. He kept going for a few more thrusts. Then he stopped with one hard thrust burying my head into the pillow. I felt him throb inside of me. It felt like a heart beat. It maybe lasted thirty seconds, but his orgasm felt like it lasted minutes. He filled me cum and then some.

When he was done cumming, he literally collapsed. He wrapped his arms around me. We were done for the night.

I wanted to thank Meme, DirtySpoke and Playboy radio for talking about my blog. It was so weird to hear people talking about my blog and even weirder hearing someone read my writing. I'm still pretty speechless about that. It really is amazing.

Read the whole blog entry and hear the radio segment here!



On a side note, I promise to post more details from this weekend. I'm just not feeling good right now. I really do apologize - I'm just feeling exhasuted.

I'm still feeling exhausted and not in the good way but I'm starting to feel better. I'm not feeling sick, just more tired than I should be.

Anyways, still have a lot to post about. But it's going to have to wait just a little longer. I've got a little study date. I'm pretty sure nothing is going to happen. A week ago, who knows but now I really am not interested in anyone besides Jill's Dad. I did find out some bad news - Jill's going to be coming home next week too. I'm so selfish. LOL.

I'll be back soon.

I've got a lot to blog about tonight but I'm not feeling well. I'll be back soon.

I was still pretty nervous driving there. It was an hour drive so I had way too much time to think. I felt out of place in the restaurant. It was crowded, everyone was older than I was and everyone had expensive clothes on. But as soon as I saw his smile, the butterflies disappeared.

I was nervous that we wouldn't have anything to talk about. He's forty something, I'm nineteen. We're from different worlds. What could we have to talk about? But we couldn't stop talking. We had to wait thirty minutes for a table but it felt like a minute. I wasn't sure if I was going to go back to his hotel with him but I knew within minutes that I was going to sleep with him that night. He grabbed my hand as we were led through the crowd at the bar and to our table. A warm energy flowed through me.

There were a couple of awkward moments. The waitress thought I was his daughter. Then while we were waiting for our food I accidentally brought up Jill. There were a few moments of silence before he moved the conversation along.

The food was amazing, but my mind was on something else. I wanted to skip dessert but when I saw the dessert cart I had a craving for chocolate.

It seemed like forever to get our check. Then finally we were free. We walked out to the parking lot with his arm around my shoulder. I noticed a couple of men his age checking me out.

In front of my car he kissed me. He pulled me close, wrapped his arms around me. I looked up at him and we kissed. His lips were strong. The kiss woke my body. Even in the rainy cold air, I was getting hot. He asked me if I wanted to back to his hotel. I told him I would follow him.

Luckily, the hotel was just a few minutes away because I don't think I could've made it any further.

The hotel was by the far the nicest I've ever been in. The room was huge and bed was so comfortable. And there were mirrors right above the headboard. I pictured myself on top of him, looking at myself in the mirror.

We both knew why were there but it seemed that we didn't know how to get there. In my fantasy, we'd be all over each other as soon as we got to the room. Instead it was a little awkward. We ordered a bottle of wine from room service. I sat at the table and he sat on one the edge of the bed. We sipped the wine and talked.

Finally, I couldn't wait anymore. I needed him. I stood in front of him. I told him I wanted him inside of me. I unbuttoned the first button my shirt. He undid the last two. He pushed my shirt off my shoulders and it fell to the ground. He pulled the straps of my bra off my shoulder. I unhooked the back and it fell off too.

He told me he had dreamed of this moment. He had fantasized about it. He pulled me close and we kissed again. He unzipped the back of my skirt without even looking. I felt so sexy. I was wearing a black lace garter belt, matching panties and black stockings. It's what I had imagined I'd be wearing.

I pushed him on to his back. I climbed on top of him. I felt the fabric of his suit against my skin. We stayed like that for a while, just kissing. His fingers gliding across my skin. I could feel he was hard.

I had problems taking of his tie. It was only the second one I had to remove. He undid his shirt. We sat up so he could take off his jack and shirt but I refused to let go of him.

He's older but his body impressed me. I wouldn't say he was cut like some of the bodies I've seen but he was defined. I ran my fingers through the hair on his chest. I sucked on his nipples. I bit his nipples.

I undid his belt. Together we took off his pants. His erection popped through his boxers. I just had to feel it my hands.

"I want you so bad." I said.

"I've wanted you for so long." He smiled.

His boxers came off. I felt his cock against the fabric of my panties, slightly pushing into me. Slightly wet.

We kissed again. We were so close but we took our time. Enjoying the moment.

Then I pulled my panties off. We didn't need to say anything else. I felt so naked. I ran myself against him. I guided him towards me with my hand. Our lips met. Our eyes locked and he entered me. Very slowly he penetrated me. First the head, then slowly he filled me. He was a little on the large side.

I pushed him completely into me. But we didn't start to move yet. We kept kissing. I felt so connected to him. Then slowly, I started to move. Rising myself up until just his head was in me. Then I lowered myself back on to him. It felt perfect and already my breathing became heavy.

I sat up and watched myself in the mirror. I wanted my body move. I watched his hand caress my tits.

I don't know how to really explain it but I kind of make a circular motion when I'm on top. He enjoyed it, but I was worried he would think I was bad in bed. I mean, I think I'm good in bed but he's had so much more experience than I have.

I went slow at first, then going faster and faster. I was moaning loudly. The bed was shaking. He was making these sexy little sounds. He held on to my ass tightly.

I thought he was getting close to cumming, but he was just getting started. We switched spots and slowly he fucked me.

He told me I was the second person he had been with since his divorce. He told me I felt so much better than his exgirlfriend.

He pinned my hands above my head. Our bodies pressed together. Our legs wrapped together.

He fucked me harder. He fucked me faster. Then suddenly he stopped. But he didn't cum. He pulled out. His tongue ran down from lips, to my neck. He stopped to play with my nipples for a few minutes than continued down. For a few minutes he teased me. Running his fingers across my lips. Kissing my thighs. Then I felt his fingers enter me. Then his tongue joined in.

Within a few minutes I lost control. By far the best oral I've ever gotten. He really knew what he was doing. Every movement stimulated me. He made me moan. My arms found the head board and grabbed it tightly. I was orgasming. I felt all sweaty. I felt out of breath. But I felt oh so perfect.

We just lay there for a few minutes. He rested his head on my stomach. He got me water and we kissed softly.

We weren't done. Were just getting started. We didn't stop until three that morning. He fucked me every way he could including my ass. It was by far the most amazing night of sex I've had.

The next morning he had to run off to some meetings. But that night we went to another nice restaurant. This time I was able to enjoy the meal. But after dinner we went back to the hotel room for another intense session. We had one last quickie Sunday morning before he had to go back to his conference and I had to head home.

I'm still feeling completely satisfied. I can't wait to see him again. I'm really hoping Jill goes to visit her exboyfriend in Colorado like she was talking about. I really hope this isn't just a one time thing.

There's a lot more details and I had to cut this short because I have a paper due in the morning that I haven't even started.

I really can't concentrate right now for two reasons. The couple that lives across from me for some reason feels the urge to argue in the hallway between our apartments. And the other reason is that I just got an email saying this blog is going to be reviewed on Playboy Radio tomorrow morning. If you have Sirius radio you can hear it live around 7:30 EST. It'll also be reviewed at http://dirtyspoke.com/

I pretty much can't believe it. I never thought my writing was that good. It's like a dream come true (except for the fact that I never even knew about Playboy radio before). I don't know what else to say.

Well, I'm back. One night turned into two. It was amazing to say the least. I'll post all the details later today. It's nap time now.

I'm a little nervous. I don't get nervous about dates, if you can even call this a date. A little less than 24 hours. Just got off the phone with him. Things are definite. We have dinner reservations. After that, who knows what will happen.

So, I don't know if any of you remember the Christine and Garrett drama. Basically, Garret was a guy I was dating and Christine was one of my close friends until I caught Christine giving Garrett a blowjob.

Today, I found out from another friend that they're still together. But here's the interesting part. She's pregnant and they're thinking about getting married.

I can't say I'm too surprised. He was the type of guy that hated wearing a condom and he believes the pull out method is effective. Back the first time we dated, when we were still in high school and before I was on the pill I used to be naive enough to believe the pull out method worked. He's also the kind of guy that says he's going to pull out and then cums in you. I don't know what I saw in him. And I really don't know what I saw in him the second time.

I guess, I'm lucky that nothing like that ever happened to me. From what I heard they're happy and looking forward to it. I don't know. They're just so young. I mean I know lots of people that have had kids, but never someone(s) I was so close to. I just kind of wonder it what it would be like if it was me. I don't want kids now, I don't want to get married now but I do kind of wonder what if he had gotten me pregnant. I don't know. Sounds kind of weird. But it's something I can't stop thinking about.

Hold your horses! Just think about it for a second: how would you feel if your friend had sex with your dad? Are you OK with it? Even if you are, not everyone is. Is Jill OK with it? Dont ruin the friendship, make sure what you do wont ruin it.

Anonymous Comment

Trust me this is something I've been thinking about. One time when we were drunk Jill told me I could. But we were drunk and that was before our little fling. I've been debating telling her because I know her dad isn't going to tell her. I can see this ruining our friendship. And I'm debating whether one night with him is worth losing her forever. Half of me says don't tell her. Half of me says tell her and deal with whatever happens between us. And whatever happens I'm going to see her in a couple of weeks during Thanksgiving break.

Anyways, we talked on the phone last night. I was a little nervous because we've never really talked on the phone before. But within a few minutes, I was my normal fun and flirty self. And just his voice made me so horny. We weren't even really talking about anything sexual, I just started to get wet. I'm really looking forward to seeing him.

This weekend had a little bad but a lot of good.

The night with Dan can now officially be defined as a one night stand. I did end up seeing him last night. Actually, it's more like I ran into him at a bar. We talked for a few minutes, but his mind was on something else. I realized what it was, when a skinny blonde walked into the bar. It wasn't long before he left me to go talk to her. He hugged her and kissed her. Then after a few minutes left together.

I was a little hurt. I was a little disappointed but I wasn't too surprised. The way things had been going this week, it all makes sense. All the signs point to him having a girlfriend. He was kind of avoiding me. He was pretty short when we talked on the phone. He's lucky I'm not a bitch and didn't introduce myself to the blonde. It all kinda sucks, and well the sex was pretty good. I was looking forward to being with him again.

However, just when I was getting pretty depressed, about ready to go home. I ran into a smiling face. A guy from my first semester English class. A really cute guy.

We talked for a while. I think at least two hours and it didn't seem like fifteen minutes. When the bar closed, he ended up walking me home. I asked him to stay the night. He told me, he had to go home but then we kissed. A sloppy drunk kiss but it made me very warm. He did end up coming to my apartment.

We made out some in my kitchen as we took sips of water. Then finally, we made it to my bedroom. We made out some more, but it was pretty innocent. I'm pretty sure we could've had sex but I think that might have ruined things. I don't want to jinx it but I could see something coming out of this.

Then tonight, I got some more interesting news. I hope you remember Jill's dad. We'll, I chat with him every once in a while online. He was online tonight and had a little surprise for me. He's going to be about an hour away next weekend. It's still an hour away but it's a lot closer than Chicago.

We've been talking online on a semi regular basis since I got back to school. I'll admit I was the one that im'ed him first. I knew his screen name and he was online late one night. For the most part it's pretty innocent, but online we can be a little more naughty then we can be in person. There's a little flirting. There's a little bit of sexual tension bewtween us. So, we'll see what happens. He invited me to dinner, who knows what will happen.

Nothing too much to talk about today besides a not so bad hangover. I was kind of/supposed to meet up with Dan (the guy from last Saturday night) at one of the bars but nothing was set in stone. It's kind of weird between us right now.

I did however meet a new guy, that I'm most likely going to see tonight. He's having a party and invited me.

We'll see what happens. Anyways, I have to run some errands then try to get some school work done.

I hope everyone isn't mad at the guy who made the comment. He had some good points, was just a little rough with the delivery. But that's okay - sometimes I need some tough love.

Anyways, I'm off to class in a few. I may or may not have something juicy to write about later. We'll see I guess. Either way, time permitting I'll keep everyone updated.

You may notice the ads the creeped in. I'm quickly becoming a poor college student. I'm not expecting rich but I would like enough money to cover the cost of hosting this site so feel free to click around.

So what's my juicy story? It happened Saturday night. Well, I guess I should start with what happened Thursday night. That night, I ended the things with the guy I was seeing. Or maybe he ended it. He told me, his girlfriend was coming down for the weekend. It kind of made it real that he had a girlfriend to me. I mean I knew he had one but she never seemed real to me. I felt guilty. I felt used. We said a bunch of me things and I'm pretty sure we won't be seeing each other anytime soon.

I was pretty bummed out about it. I stayed in my room pretty much all day Friday and Saturday. I wasn't even going to go out until around seven one of my friends convinced me, begged me to go to a party with her. It was only after I agreed to go that she told me it was a costume party. Normally, I love costume parties. I always wearing something wild or naughty but I wasn't in the mood. She convinced me that I should go as a school girl after literally digging through my closet. And believe it or not it wasn't even that naughty. My skirt was a little short but I had my shirt buttoned all the way up and even found a tie to with it.

But it wasn't long before I got rid of the tie and started to unbutton the shirt.

The party was pretty wild. It was definitely what I needed to cheer me up. Lots of cute and hot guys. And even though it was at a sorority house (not a big fan of the whole greek thing) I knew a bunch of girls who lived there and felt right in place.

I wouldn't say I was drinking to get plastered but I wanted to be drunk. I had a buzz after a few beers and I was feeling real nice after a couple more beers and a couple of shots of some sort of fruity mixed shot.

I ran into some guy I knew from last year. We had made out at some party. I was looking forward to kissing him again. In fact some how my shirt started coming unbuttoned. Not all the way just so that he had a nice view. But before we could kiss, my friend grabbed me. We were off to one of the bars.

It was pretty funny. We were both laughing and having a good time even in the cold air as we walked to the next place.

The bar was packed, but not so many hot guys. In fact, we were thinking of heading to another bar when we ran into one of her guy friends. And luckily for me, her guy friend had a very cute friend.

We had a few drinks (I was slightly drunk) and got to know each other. Except instead of using words we used our lips and tongues. I didn't stop him when his hands went up the back of my skirt and cupped my ass. No one could see that but I did stop him when he tried to grope my chest. If there weren't so many people that I knew there I may have let him. But instead, I suggested we go back to my apartment. And even though I told him I just wanted to cuddle - that nothing would happen - he agreed.

The walk home seemed a lot longer than normal. I'll admit I was pretty nervous, but in my room he made me feel very comfortable.

He didn't rush it, he didn't try anything as we kissed. In fact, I'm pretty sure nothing was going to happen until I finally undid the remaining three buttons on my shirt.

He did caress my breasts but even then he didn't try to take off my bra or make any quick moves.

We just kept kissing. Making out. We started to grind our bodies. I felt him against me. He was rock hard and he was making my panties wet. My skirt was all up on my hips. He was grinding directly against my panties (black satin hipster lowrise style panties for those that are curious ;-) ) but I still don't think he was expecting anything.

But it was too much for me to stop there. I started to push my panties off. He finished pulling them off of me.

I expected him to unzip his pants but instead he put his tongue between my legs. I think he was good but I think I would've enjoyed it if I wasn't still feeling so buzzed.

I wanted more than just oral. When I lifted up his head, he thought he had done something wrong. Instead of scolding him, I told him to get a condom out of my dresser.

He asked if I was sure, just like Adam did the first time we were together which weirded me out a little. I just nodded yes.

We got completely naked, then he put the condom on. Again, he asked me if I was sure. I laid back down and pulled him on top of me.

He was gentle going into me, but then he changed. Changed for the better. I wouldn't call it rough sex, but it was intense. He held me tight as he fucked me hard. It was some of the best sex I've had in months and I hate having sex when the guy is wearing a condom.

When he came, we kissed hard, a very long kiss. I pulled him into me, I felt him inside of me.

I wanted more, I wanted to have him inside of me all night but after a few minutes he got up and went to the bathroom. When he came back we cuddle up together. It wasn't an accident that I positioned my ass against his cock, but that's for another night. I hope.

The next morning, we made out some more - but both of us were a little too hungover for anything serious. And before we really got into things, his friend called us and invited us to breakfast.

It was the sweetest way to get over the break up.

I also hope you take the time to update more often. Many people if not all are busy. I am in med school...and if I find time to visit your site, you can too. Everyone has something going on, and these fans of yours deserve better. Many sites stop updating once they have your money. I hope you are not one of those people. I am a fan...start treating other people's time with consideration.

All the great comments that I get keep me going but this one made me think. For the record, I'm not making any money of this site. I've made less than thirty dollars since it's started so money isn't my motivation. My motivation is that I like sharing my sex experiences.

At first I was a little mad at this comment. But it got me thinking. I realized that I do have a responsibility to you guys (and gals). I can't promise updates every day but because school is still my number one priority but I'll try harder to post more on a regular basis.

You didn't think I forget about you...did you? I've got some juicy stories to share very soon.