My random and few readers have probably been wondering where that girl that knows her baseball and barely her fantasy's are. I've been just so busy on my mini-vacation. Thursday my mom and I took a day trip on the train.
The only exciting news in my love life department(or lack thereof) is that last Tuesday I got to see Sean! Yes, the one and only who rocks my world. The funniest thing, we were supposed to meet at 3:00, but he was already there when I got there and that was about 20 'til. We were both ready to see each other. It seemed forever that we hadn't saw each other, it was about 4 or 5 weeks, which is way too long.
We did the usual, kissing and our hands roaming all over each others bodies. It's always one of those things were you don't know exactly when your clothes came off. I already had my shirt and bra off, and I went over to him. He was undoing his jeans. I went over and kissed him and grab a hold of his cock. He unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and jammed his finger inside me. I love when he does that. I continued to stroke him. He also sucked and bit on my nipples, which feels wonderful.
The next thing he did was lay me on the bed. He continued to finger and kiss me. He kept asking about the times I had gotten off while thinking about him. He asked if I squirted when I did and I told him no. He thinks I do, but I never have when I've gotten myself off. He continued to occasionally bite my nipples
He told me that it was time to fuck me. I love it when he says that. We were doing it missionary and very fast and hard. I don't know why, but it was too hard, so I had him slow down and then when it was right, I told him harder. He asked me if I wanted it in my ass and I told him no, I said no, I want it in my pussy. Usually, I have no choice in where his cock will be. Maybe he knew that I've missed him so much, that this time he gave me a choice. He came and stayed in me while we talked about what I had been up to for the month. He's been going through a hard time, so I didn't want to mention any of those things. You know, it's awkward sometimes to do that. He mentioned the next time we'll meet. This probably wasn't the best that we've had, but you know, everything can't be great all the time. He's going on vacation, so I'll sadly see him either at the end of the month or probably at the first of the month. He knows that I'll keep myself occupied by thinking of him while I get off.
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