Anal Amy

Hey, just wanted to say that. I'm not disappearing or anything. Even though - I'm not seeing (AKA fucking) anyone doesn't mean I'm going to forget about the blog like I have in the past. It turns out I have other things - related to sex but not my sex life to talk about. I'd start tonight but I'm slightly drunk, horny and really can't think one hundred percent. Anyways, I don't think I'm going this weekend so look for some posts or something!

Well, I had a crazy wild weekend. But no really great stories to tell. That was kind of nice for a change believe it or not. I had a couple chances for random sex and could've given a blowjob to some star player on their school's football team but surprisingly I passed. I hope this doesn't become a bad habit. Anyways, it's kind of relaxing and I'm sure I'll be back sometime with some new craziness.

Well, guys it looks like I'm single again. I know some of you were rooting for a threesome as much as me, if not more LOL.

It kind of sucks because earlier this week we had the best sex we had. He really became an animal wanting to fuck me as hard as he could, every way he could. But it was the kind of thing where I knew something was different. He went from being a nice guy to being a super asshole. Good sex wasn't worth being around him anymore. I'm not sure if he knows about Evan or not. Evan says he didn't tell him but Matt was just completely different.

I still kind of talk to Evan. He definitely wants to fuck, I mean see me again. I don't know.

Tomorrow night, I'm heading over to one of my friend's school. Going to see her seemed like the perfect chance to get away from here. I'm really not enjoying this semester so far and it's not just the men thing.

Maybe some drunken hook-ups with random men a few hours away from here will improve my mood.

Last night was pretty amazing and I wasn't even planning on going out. I've got a ton of work that I'm still procrastinating on - but I'm pretty glad I did go out last night.

Friday night, I went out to the bars with Matt and got completely wasted. Before you ask, his friend from last weekend, Evan wasn't there. However, I kept feeling like at any moment he would pop up. We stayed at the bars until they closed then Matt and I went back to my apartment and had sloppy sloppy drunk sex.

I thought I'd be able to get a bunch of it done Saturday afternoon, but I was forced to go out on 4-wheelers with Matt and his friends (still no Evan). Ok, I wasn't really forced to go - I've been on snowmobiles and loved them but never four wheelers. I may be a "city girl" but that doesn't mean I don't like to get dirty.

After that I was kind of dragged out to the bars again last night. I was windburn, still not a hundred percent over my hangover, exhausted. And I still wanted to get some work done, however, I know if I hadn't gone out I probably would've spent the night watching tv on the couch.

This time Evan was there. I should tell you that all week, Evan was hitting on me and flirting with me. At times, I tried to play it off like he was joking, other times when he got real serious I reminded him about Matt. But there were a few times I flirted back.

Before the flirting was when Matt wasn't around. I saw him a few times walking to or from classes and the one time in the library when things got interesting. At first, I thought he was pretty drunk because he was hitting on me right in front of Matt. But he wasn't even buzzed.

Matt who was standing on the other side of me, talking to one his friends didn't seem to notice.

At this point I felt like there was a fifty percent chance of going home with both of them that night.

Matt was getting pretty hammered. I was drinking but not doing the shots that he was. I was kind of trying to drink in moderation - just in case something happened I'd be able to enjoy it/remember it.

The night got pretty interesting quickly. When I was returning from a trip to the girl's room I was stopped by this guy I had a huge crush my freshman year. We kissed once, both completely drunk but the next time I saw him he acted like he was too good for me. Well, I guess something had changed his mind. It's funny because whenever I'm seeing someone, guys are always hitting on me. When I'm single and horny it's always a different story. I tried to nicely tell him I wasn't interested, that I was there with a guy friend. But he didn't get the hint. Luckily, Evan was walking by and got my "save me" look and rescued me.

Matt was in the middle of the dance floor, that's when i knew he was drunk. He doesn't like dance, he'll sometimes dance but it's really just moving side to side. But this time he was all into it. He grabbed me and pulled me close. He grabbed Evan too, sandwiching me between the too of them. At first I felt a little trapped.I definitely wanted to be between the two of them but I wasn't sure I was ready for where things were going.

However, I relaxed a little and just let things flow.

It was really intense being in between the two guys. I was kissing Matt. I had two sets of hands holding my body, feeling me. And at times I was grinding back against Evan, feeling his cock grow hard again.

Matt left us alone a couple of times. The first few times was to get more drinks, like he needed anymore. We kept dancing, but it lost part of the feeling every time Matt left.

Then Matt left for the men's room. I saw him come out and I spotted him a few seconds later at the bar but that was the last I saw of him.

Evan and I danced for a while. He was definitely completely hard now, but he's the one who suggested we find Matt. We walked around the bar more than a few times looking for Matt. He literally wasn't anywhere so we went to the one other bar Matt likes and still no sign.

That's when I finally checked my cell phone. He left a garbled, definitely drunk message saying he got kicked out. I tried calling him and there was no answer.

We ended up getting a drink at the other bar, while we discussed what to do. At some point we started holding hands. The place got pretty crowded and he was pressed up against me. I ran my fingers across his stomach as I spoke into his ear. I asked him if he wanted to go home with me. He did the standard - "Are you sure? and I said yes.

It would've been a lot easier if I had been drunk. We left the bar holding hands. We kissed outside in the cold. It wasn't an intense kiss, but it was definitely full of lust.

The first time, I felt a little guilty was when we were walking by the house Matt lives in. I could've easily gone in. But instead we walked back to campus. Don't ask me why we didn't go back to my apartment when he lives in a dorm room. I guess I was worried Matt would show up their the next morning.

The second time, I felt a little guilty was when we went into Evan's dorm building. I know it's crazy but I felt like Matt knew (if he hadn't planned it).

I still don't miss living in the dorms. I missed all the good times I had, but the bed was uncomfortable, the rooms tiny and always a lot of noise.

I laid down on the bed and Evan didn't waste anytime. My clothes came off pretty quickly (leopard print v-string thong and matching bra - specially bought for Matt's lingerie fetish and enjoyment - for those curious). I felt really cold at first.

Then Evan did something Matt has yet to do, at least well. His tongue and fingers went to work between my legs. I totally didn't expect it. He was pretty good, he had definitely had some practice before. He made me orgasm, the first time in a while. I mean I've enjoyed the sex with Matt but having an orgasm is always a big plus!

He was actually going to keep going down on me but I was definitely ready for something else.

He was rock hard when he pushed into me. Size, isn't really a big factor for me - Matt has cock that's probably a little longer than most guys - but Evan has a cock that is definitely wider than most guys I've been with. He gently pushed into, filling me completely. Then we just kissed for a while, he was barely even moving his cock, but it felt amazing.

Half of me couldn't believe he was inside of me right then. The other half couldn't believe Matt wasn't there. II hate to admit it, but that I was cheating on him turned me on. I felt like a slut.

Matt is all about fucking me as hard as he can. It feels good, but there's more to it than just force. Evan took his time a lot more, but he definitely was as powerful as Matt but a lot more targeted if that makes any sense.

I definitely thought we were done when he came. But neither of us could sleep. We ended up talking. I asked if this was just going to be a one night stand. Neither of us had a good answer. He asked me if I was dating Matt or just seeing him. After talking about what the differences were for a while we came to the conclusion that I was just fucking him. LOL.

The entire time we had been talking I had been stroking his cock and he was very hard in my hands. I climbed on top of him, and felt him slide back in to me. This time we skipped right to the hard, quick fucking. I rode his cock as quick as I could for as long as I could - literally until my hip started to hurt.

He took over, fucking me doggy style. The bed started shaking, squeaking and I'm sure all his neighbors had to hear it. I loved it.

This time when he came, we were definitely done. He had filled me with his cum and I was exhausted. We both fell asleep this time within minutes.

I could've done it again the next morning but he was still sleeping when I woke up. I decided just in case Matt stopped by my apartment I should head home. I woke Evan up just to kiss him good bye and to tell him to call me then walked home. We call in the walk of shame, walking home in the same clothes you wore the night before but this time it was definitely more of a real feeling than just a joke.

I called Matt when I got home. He was still sleeping. Well, I woke him up just enough to say call me later.

I was pretty nervous until he finally called back. The weird part is he didn't ask anything about last night.

I'm not good at cheating. I feel guilty. I really haven't cheated like this since high school. I definitely haven't fucked one of my boyfriends since high school. Now, I know why it's been a few years since I've cheated like this.

And just to make things interesting, Matt wants to me to come over to his place after football is over. And, well so Evan wants me to come over tonight too. This could get interesting.

I'm very, very hungover right now. But still very horny - go figure.

Matt's friends had a keg party last night over at their house. Ok, it wasn't a keg party - there were kegs there but it was to watch some fight on tv. I really don't mind fights except when they show is like three hours long. That's when I start to get pretty bored.

Because of the rain here (we had monsoons) they had the kegs in the basement. The television was upstairs. For the most part Matt stayed upstairs and for a while I tried to hang out with him, but downstairs was more fun.

It was more of a party. I played flippy cup, had some great drunken conversations and when the main fight was on I sat next to Matt to watch it with him. And I did watch it, even though he sarcastically yelled at me when I was talking to this other girl. And he didn't really like it when my hands tried to find there way into his jeans. Just because we were in a crowded room he pushed my hands away.

If you couldn't tell I was pretty buzzed already. After the fight, pretty much everyone went down stairs. When my beer ran out, they were doing keg stands by the keg that was open. Not really thinking about what I was wearing until it was too late. I was wearing a denim skirt with a sheer black thong - it wasn't that sheer but where they could see everything but I'm pretty sure some guys got a good view. And it also didn't help that I was wearing this really low cut shirt (I was pretty much dressed like a skank LOL) and my boobs almost popped out of the shirt and my bra. Another great viewing opportunity.

Now Matt knows I like to flirt, he's seen me do it at bars. I don't do it on purpose it kind of happens. However, I expected him to be kind of mad when I rejoined him. But he was actually pretty cool about, I think he kind of got turned on by it or something.

A little bit later, I have another not so great idea. I was sitting on Matt's lap. It was actually pretty innocent at first. But we're both drunk, both horny and it turns into a lap dance. When his friend, who I had been flirting with before asked for a lap dance too - I didn't want to do at first until Matt said that he was all for it.

I kind of straddled his friend, laughing the whole time as grinded against him, even putting my boobs in his face. I was really drunk at this point. My skirt kind of rode up int he process, not so much where it was obvious - but enough where I could feel hard on forming against me. I didn't exactly know what to do. I was definitely turned on too and Matt really had no idea what was going on. But at the same time, I kind of feel like he had planned for something like this to happen. Ever since I told him about my thing for being with more than guy at once.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to go home with both of them right then. But at the same time I knew it would doom any chance of any relationship with Matt. And I really didn't know if a drunk threesome was going to be worth.

Luckily, I didn't have to make the decision. The friend whispered something to Matt, I think it had be about his hard on because that's when Matt made up some excuse about having to leave.

I think it freaked him but also turned him on. When we got back to his apartment, he didn't waste any time. He didn't bother taking off anything besides my thong, he bent me over doggy style and fucked me. He literally pounded me, it was the hardest, most intense fuck yet. When he came, I felt like such a dirty slut. I was definitely in the mood to go again but we both passed out before anything else could happen.

I woke up early the next morning. I tried to get back to sleep because it was like 7 am. I started to think what's wrong with me where I need to guys to satisfy me. I mean fucking Matt definitely satisfies me but I was definitely imaging it was his friend fucking me. And what kind of girl gets some guy hard while her boyfriend is sitting right there. I really see myself dating Matt, but at the same time I really don't want to be in a relationship right now. I really just want to fuck around, not completely literally but I just want to have a good time, not be tied down to one guy. If I'm in the situation where I can have a threesome, I wanna be able to do it.

He didn't say anything when he finally woke up. We had a good hangover session of sex, then I left. I had to do homework and he was going to be watching football with some of his friends.

Well, I hope everyone had a good weekend. Hopefully, you got to enjoy it. Mine was pretty bland, spent most of it studying, hanging around the apartment. However, Sunday was pretty interesting. He slept over again Saturday night and pretty much spent all of Sunday in bed. We spent it talking, fucking and sleeping. I could pretty much do that all the time. Not really much of a story about - just hours of rolling around the bed, sweating, breathing hard etc. It was nice though, other times it seems like he's in a race to cum. But Sunday we really took our time. I think it was a lot better for both of us.

Things seem to be going good besides last night, the he wanted to know about threesomes I've had. I kind of told him without really telling him. While we've had a lot of sex, I'm feeling less like his fuck toy and maybe a girlfriend than I did the other day. However, I'm not sure that's what I really want. He's hinted about one of his friends. I don't know.

On a side note, I'm really glad people have been enjoying my posts. I've been getting a lot of negative comments (that you don't see). On a side, side note I'll update my age as soon as I can get the template to change - you we're asking me to do it even before I turned 20 - glad you're so concerned. Also, I'll try to check myspace. I really haven't checked it for a while, I've doing more facebook now. Please understand I'm really busy and only have so much time in the day. I'll see what I can come up with for more pics. Smoke Signal - I'll make sure to include more panty/bra/lingerie details.

I'm sure there's more things I'm missing but I really have to try to get some sleep.

We were supposed to go out on our first real date last night, you know the dinner and a movie thing - but it never happened. When we got out of class we weren't in the mood - I was tired, not really in the mood to be around lots of other people and a little bit horny.

Instead we ordered a pizza and watched television. Not half as romantic, but a staple in any college student's life. And maybe it was romantic after all. We ended up making out for what seemed like hours. I love kissing him, feeling him holding me and of course the occasional caress. I could've kissed him all night long, but he definitely had other things on his mind. And so did I.

He asked me if I was serious about liking anal sex. Instantly, my heart started to beat faster. I was nervous, but definitely turned on. I felt an excitement between my legs.

We left the couch behind and walked slowly to my bedroom. I dug my lube out of the dresser drawer and set it next to the bed. We sat down, looking at each other, almost smiling. We softly kissed as we took off each others clothes. It was still very romantic, but there was definitely a fire burning between us that had nothing to do with the candles I lit.

There's times when I want to get straight to it, and I could tell but his hard on that he was ready but we laid in bed making out. I swear I wasn't trying to tease him but I didn't want it to end. I started to play with his cock, he was definitely ready.

Our actions started to heat up. I rolled on to my back then on to my knees and elbows. His fingers fucked me and I begged him for more. The next thing to slid between my lips was his cock. He pushed deep inside of my pussy. His strong hands gripped my hips as he fucked me.

It felt amazing, his cock filled me perfectly but I wanted more. He seemed hesitant to go for it though until I specifically said I wanted him to fuck my ass.

But that was all he needed to hear. I told him to put the lube on his cock. He put some on my asshole, then pushed into my ass. He went in remarkably easy. He almost just slid right in. I was surprised, I hadn't had anal sex for a while, and well he's a little on the thick side. But trust me I'm not complaining.

I will complain that I wish he lasted longer. We had probably had regular sex for a little too long before I asked for anal. He came after just a few thrusts. But honestly, I was disappointed. I know there's going to be many more chances for him to improve on that.

We laid in my bed for a while after that. Talking, kissing and playfully wrestling. That's when we started talking about turn ons - he's a lingerie guy so I'm going to have to go shopping soon. However, I also told him about my thing wanting more than one guy at once. He was definitely surprised, and I kind of wish I could take it back. I feel like I went from being girlfriend material to being a fuck toy. We'll see though.

Either way it didn't turn him off so much where he didn't want to fuck me again that night.