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New Years was definitely interesting, in a good way. Aaron and I shared a limo with a bunch of his friends and went to one of those clubs where you need to know someone or be on the VIP list to get in, especially on New Years Eve.

The last time I was in a limo was back in high school for proms and none of those limos were anywhere near as nice as that one. It was one of those huge SUV ones and had people staring at us.

I’ve been into more than my fair share of clubs, but this was something else. They had some famous DJ from Europe, heard there were celebrities in the VIP room. Needless to say I felt a little overwhelmed. Even with my hair done, a brand new dress and shoes, I felt like I didn’t belong there. However, after a few drinks I was starting to feel like a celebrity myself and starting to enjoy it.

At midnight, I wasn’t even drunk, mainly because it was pretty difficult to get drinks. But I was feeling pretty horny.

One the dance floor I did a little bump and grinding with Aaron, OK mostly grinding. He was definitely picking up where we had left off the last time we had gone out to a club. His hands were fondling my boobs, groping my ass and the slut in me loved it, especially when I saw other guys watching.

Our group left around one in the morning, but we weren’t going home yet. We were off to another place that was open until 4 a.m. and I hoped would be less crowded.

The limo however was more crowded now. We had picked up a few more people and there literally wasn’t enough room for everyone to sit down so I had to sit on Aaron’s lap. Not that either of us was complaining. I was soon giving him a little bit of a lap dance, feeling his hard cock grow against my ass.

But it was nothing compared to some of the other things going on in the limo. It was getting pretty rowdy. One girl was giving a full out lap dance to another girl, they both had boyfriends in the limo, but that didn’t stop the girls from making out. And I think at one point there was a couple having sex. It was hard to tell, her dress was basically covering anything that might have been happening, but it looked like they were having sex to me.

The club was less crowded, but after a couple of drinks, I knew that I wasn’t in the mood to dance or party anymore. I wanted to have sex. Aaron seemed to feel exactly the same way and suggested the limo for a quickie. I was hesitant because I thought there might be cameras, but in the long run I was so horny that I really didn’t care.

The only problem was finding the limo, which was a little humorous at the time, but we found it parked on the side street and the limo driver let us in, no questions asked.

One of his friends was passed out there, but I was so horny and he looked so asleep that I didn’t care.

We went in the very front of the limo, the seats were kind of shaped in a U and it looked like a seat on the side up there might be most comfortable. I laid on my back, he positioned himself on top of me, pushing my legs apart. We were soon making out, or bodies grinding and he was soon rock hard in his pants.

I literally ripped my pantyhose as I was taking them off, then threw them and my panties into my bag. He pushed my dress up around my waist and took a look at my bare pussy. He said “delicious.” I was expecting a quickie, but the next thing I know he’s getting in position to give oral pleasure to me.

At first all I could think about was his friends coming back and interrupting us. However, soon all I could think about was the magic he was doing with his tongue and fingers between my legs. It made me completely forget about everything else.

As he brought me to an orgasm, I was clutching on to the seat, moaning loud enough for the driver to hear, maybe loud enough to wake up his passed out friend. But there was no way I could tell him to stop now. The music was on but as I climaxed it was definitely louder than the song on the radio.

He made me cum, but we definitely weren’t done. He let me catch my breath, then he undid his belt, unzipped his pants and exposed me to his very hard cock. He pushed my legs further apart, then pushed deep into my already very wet pussy.

It was intense to say the least. I held on to him as he fucked me hard. I think it had to be shaking the limo, especially some his hardest thrusts into me.

He pulled down my dress and my bra, freeing my boobs so that he could play with them. He sucked on my nipples, fondled my breasts and even squeezed them.

And then he got there. He reached that point where all he could do was fuck me wildly until a few seconds later, he pushed deep inside of me one last time and came.

We fixed our clothes, he wouldn’t let me put my panties back on and I went back into the club without them on. I’m not sure if it was because I wasn’t wearing any panties or if it because we both got our much needed orgasms out of the way, but now it was seeming a lot more bearable.

I wish I could say we had a round two, but by the time the limo dropped us off at his house, both of us were more in the mood to go to sleep than anything else.

Just wanted to wish everyone a Happy New Years. I have no idea what I’m doing tomorrow,other than that I’m doing it Aaron (in more ways than one). I don’t know how he’s going to top the trip that Brett took me on last year, but I’d love to see what Aaron can come up with. Hopefully, I have another good story to write about when I wake up next year.

Christmas Eve I went to church with my parents and my relatives. It was the first time that I had been to church since last Christmas. Growing up I was forced to go to church every Sunday. This was often after being something less than an angel the night before.

As it always does, my mind started to wander. It started with some very sinful thoughts about the cute guy sitting a few rows in front of me. Soon, I was thinking about all of the very sinful things that I had done since last year – not in a repentant manner, more reminiscing.

At some point, I remembered Ken a guy from my youth group. At that point, he was really the only one in the group that I could relate to – into religion, but not too much. During classes and the events, we always found ourselves together. As all things go, it started off innocent enough.

Then one night, we were at the church for a spaghetti dinner/fund raiser. At some point we disappeared from the rest of the people and started wandering around the church. It was a rather large church and not just the chapel or whatever you want to call it. There was several different buildings all connected. It gave us a lot of room to wander around, talk and more.

We had kissed a few nights before after a youth group meeting. Soon, we were kissing again. It was innocent at first, but we were both soon having sinful thoughts.

We ended up in the church library. It was dark and we closed the door behind us. We sat on the couch, an old antique couch that had probably been there for decades. I even remember the room smelled stale, but I don’t think either of us were really bothered by that. We had other thoughts on our mind.

We made out, then ever so slowly his hands went from my waist to my boobs. He felt me up through my shirt. It was very innocent, yet so very naughty.

Next, my hand not so innocent made it’s way to between his legs. I felt his already very hard cock through his pants. I gently rubbed him through his pants.

We both said that I should stop before we went too far, but I didn’t stop and he didn’t try to stop me.

He asked me if I would give him a handjob. I jokingly said no, but my hands did otherwise. I unzipped his pants, then slid one hand into them. I wish I could say that I gave him the best handjob ever, but I just went to work, my hand wrapped around his cock, tugging on it as we made out more.

At one point we thought we heard someone, but it was more our imagination and the sounds of an old building. However, it was enough to make my heart beat fast and scare us.

I really started to tug on his cock now. It may have not been my best handjob, but he didn’t have any complaints.

It wasn’t long before he warned me that he was getting close. That’s when I stopped briefly to get a a couple of tissues from the box on one of the tables.

A minute or so later, he was cuming. A lot of cum. So much that it poured out of the tissues and down on to him. I felt so naughty, but felt like I had done a good job as I was getting more tissues to clean it all up.

Ten minutes later, we were back at the still very boring spaghetti dinner. It was only then did I notice the cum stain on my sleeve and on my boobs. I felt so nervous that someone would say something. I even had that hot, guilty feeling when you know you’re caught, but no one said anything.

I wish I could say that was the most sinful thing that I’ve done in a church, but that was just the beginning. I’ll write about that soon.

Wanted to say I’m back! Just got back to civilization – if you want to call Chicago civilization – a half hour or so and now I’m killing a little bit of time before I head over to Arron’s to make up for some lost time.

Hope everyone had a Christmas and holidays. Mine weren’t that bad, maybe even a little relaxing. I also had an event bring back some good memories from the past, that I’ll write about as soon as I get some time. This week should be pretty laid back except New Years, so I should have plenty of time to write. Unless of course, Arron keeps me in bed all week long.

I don’t know about you, but I had a great weekend. It was filled with lots of sex and more sex. The highlight was definitely Friday night. We went out for a romantic dinner, then went to a club afterward. We had a few drinks with dinner, then a few too many at the club. I definitely had a very nice buzz going on.

It’s always a little bit weird going to a bar or a club with a guy I’m seeing. Usually, I go to places like that when I’m looking to meet someone. I found myself checking out guys there, but Aaron was never jealous or anything like that. He told me why – because he knew that he was going to be the guy fucking me that night. He just ended up fucking me a lot sooner than, either of us expected.

Towards the end of the night, we were both feeling the alcohol. We were sitting at a table with some of his friends, I was sitting on his lap. Of course, at first it was pretty innocent.

His hands however, didn’t stay innocent for long though. At first, he was just resting one hand on my knee. However, it wasn’t long before that hand was sliding up my skirt. What made this really hot is that the way we were sitting allowed just about anyone else at the table or in the area to see what was going on – and I was so horny I really didn’t care.

My legs were spread just a little open and as his hand slid up my skirt, it exposed my panties to the world. I couldn’t resist spreading my legs further as he would quickly rub my panties. I noticed guys looking, or peeking and pretending they weren’t seeing anything.

His hands weren’t just between my legs either. He was fondling me and groping me. I had done things like this on the dance floor or even a few weeks ago with Pete at that one college bar, but never anything out in the open like this.

And I’ll admit, I wasn’t just sitting there either. The whole time I had been kind of moving to the beat of the music. Now, I was practically giving him a lap dance. I could feel his rock hard cock and was grinding ass against it.

At one point, he pulled my skirt up around my waist and he really allowed everyone around us to get a free show. I really felt like such a naughty girl.

We saw a security guy watching us so that was pretty much the end of our show. But definitely not the end of the night.

Luckily, his friends didn’t want to stay much longer and one of the sober ones was willing to drop us off at his house.

Once, we were in his house, it was back to having fun again. We basically picked up from right where we had left off. We ended up on his living room couch. Me sitting on his lap. Ok, at no point was I really doing any sitting. I was grinding his cock as his hands explored my body again.

Soon, he had his fingers underneath my panties, inside of my very wet pussy. He finger fucked me for maybe a minute before I was begging for his cock. I got off him just long enough for him to unbuckle, unzip his pants and slide them down to his ankles.

I pulled off my panties, pulled up my skirt and sat down again. At first, I was just grinding my pussy against his cock, but it wasn’t long before he was deep inside of me.

I was facing away from him and it allowed me to have a lot of fun – sliding my pussy up and down his cock as quick or as slow as I wanted.

However, when I started to get tired, I switched so that I was facing him. This time, I guided his cock into my ass. Even without any lube, he slid almost easily inside my ass. It felt amazing, especially when he started to rub my clit.

It didn’t take long of that before he came.

He came inside of my ass. I hadn’t made him put on a condom. Normally, I wait a lot longer for something like that – but A. I wasn’t thinking clearly because of the alcohol but also B. because I know we’re going to be seeing a lot of each other, hopefully for a long time.

Kind of just checking in right now. It’s been a crazy week, but my tests are done. I just have a paper to hand in and I’m done with this semester. I can almost breath a sigh of relief.

I’m going home first tomorrow, but after that Aaron and I are planning to get together. No idea what we’re going to do, but I’d be happy just going to straight to his bedroom, or couch or the kitchen counter.

In between studying and writing papers, I’ve been doing something thinking – way too much thinking. I really like him and not just because the sex is good. Half of me can see myself dating him. The other half isn’t looking for a relationship.

In addition to seeing Aaron this weekend, I kind of, sort of have a date lined up with that guy Steve, that I saw over Christmas break. Nothing set in stone, but it’s kind of like a sign to me that I’m not really to start dating anyone again. I’m sure part of it is because I don’t want to get my heart broken again. The other part is that I’m a complete slut. I’m only being slightly sarcastic.

I think that’s about it. I’ll be checking in tomorrow, but I don’t think I’ll be posting until sometime this weekend. I’ll of course, keep you updated.

This Christmas party was very different from the party I went to with Brett last year. First of all, Aaron’s boss is nowhere near as hot. However, I have to say that I looked pretty hot and I think Aaron felt the same way. When he opened up the door to his condo, he did the “wow” which made me blush. But I was wearing this sexy red dress that showed off just enough cleavage.

The other huge difference was that it was also a lot more formal and a lot less alcohol. There I was treated more like his wife, than his girlfriend (or whore). They asked a lot of questions and all of his coworkers know way too much about me (but none of the good stuff). It actually was pretty interesting, but none of the interesting details that you want to hear about.

What you want to hear about happened after the party. I went back to Aaron’s place. I’ll admit I was nervous driving back there. I’m pretty talkative, but it was a long drive and I started running out of small talk. We talk a lot, but at the same point, I really don’t know him that well. I just know him well enough to know that I want to have lots of sex with him. But I also think I’m starting to like him more.

The inside of Aaron’s place is similar in some ways to Brett’s. Both of them kept their places very clean. They have a mature style of decorating…ie no beer posters. However, Aaron’s place I could see myself spending a lot of time at in the future.

I was ready to go upstairs to his bedroom, but instead we hung out in his living room talking, drinking wine and making out some. It was definitely a different side of him then the night when we met and we were both drunk and very horny.

Not saying that we weren’t horny. It wasn’t hard to miss the bulge that grew in his pants. I ready to give him a blowjob or have sex with him right then but he wanted to do something a little different, something that I didn’t really expect.

He wanted me masturbate for him. It kind of threw me off. I didn’t know what to say for a minute. However, I was soon unzipping my dress. I took it off, then I took off my pantyhose, my bra and then my thong. I felt very naked in front of him and wasn’t really comfortable…at first.

I sat on the couch, facing him, my legs open towards him. I started to gently massage my clit as he watched me. I’ll admit up until that point I really wasn’t turned on by it. But as I started to rub my clit and the entrance to my pussy I really started to get into it.

I was soon using both of my hands. One hand was working my clit, the other finger fucking myself. I totally forgot that he was even there until he started to take off his clothes. His cock was rock hard, but he wouldn’t let me have it.

He started to stroke his cock as I kept working between my own legs. It was the first time I’ve ever really seen a guy jerk off. Sure, I’ve seen a guy stroke his own cock, but never from the beginning to the end. I have to admit, it really turned me on. Soon, I brought myself to an orgasm, but he wouldn’t let me stop yet.

He was getting close to his orgasm. He moved over to my side of the couch now. We kissed as he stroked his cock. He was practically on top of me now, quickly sliding his hand up and down the shaft of his cock. I wanted him inside of me so badly. He wouldn’t give me that, he wouldn’t even let me stroke his cock for him.

Then he came. He literally came all over me. I wasn’t expecting him to cum that much, but I enjoyed it. Cum landed from my boobs, covered my stomach and even dripped from his cock onto my pussy.

We both looked at each other and smiled. As he got me some tissues, he told me that he knew that this was going to be a fun night.

Fifteen minutes later, we’re finally up in his room, making out on his bed, grinding our bodies against each other. At one point, he slowly started making his way down from kissing my mouth, my nipples, my stomach then my pussy. I just had an orgasm, I wasn’t expecting him to give me another one this soon.

It was better than I remember in his office. He took his time working both my clit and my pussy. He ended up fingering me too and the combination brought me again to another orgasm.

I was breathless, but he didn’t give me a break. He was already rock hard and soon he was putting on a condom. I was soaking wet between my legs and his cock easily slide in side of me. I held on to him tightly, my arms wrapped around him, not wanting him to ever pull out of me.

He went slow at first, almost too slow. However, it wasn’t long before he picked up the pace. He went faster until he was literally pounding my pussy. Now, I was just hanging on for the ride.

Then all of a sudden he stopped. I was still breathing hard, but was able to muster out “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” he smiled. Then ordered me to get on my hands and knees for him. He wanted to fuck my ass. It was definitely an order too, it wasn’t a request.

I got into the doggy style position and he started to finger fuck my ass. First with one finger, then two and finally worked up his way to three. By then, I was begging for his cock in my ass. I told him that if I didn’t get it then, I was going to leave.

Luckily, I didn’t have to leave. He was soon pushing his cock deep inside of my ass. He went very slowly, being very gentle with me to make sure that he wasn’t hurting me. He took his time, slowly fucking my ass. It felt amazing.

Then he picked up the pace and it felt even better. I was speechless, not that I could’ve talked because I was breathing so hard and moaning.

He held on to my waist and started to fuck my ass hard. It was like he was reaching back then pushing into my ass with everything he had.

Then he went back to quickly fucking my ass. That’s when I could tell he was starting to get close. He started making the sexiest moans that I had ever heard. A few more thrusts into my ass and he came.

We stayed in that position until he was done cuming, than collapsed onto the bed. He held onto me tightly now, not wanting me to ever go.

I think I’m going to have to keep him around. This may get interesting.

Just checking in right now. I’m exhausted and still have a lot more studying to do. I started a post about this weekend with Aaron but it’s going to have to wait until I have more time and energy. Just wanted to say I am thinking about you guys.

It looks like this chick is really enjoying this rock hard cock inside of her ass. She takes it for one very hot ride.

This video gallery reminded me that I don’t have nearly enough anal sex with me on top. I can’t remember the last time I’ve done it that way. It seems that I always end up having anal sex with the guy fucking my ass from behind, not that there is anything wrong with that position.