Why's it over?

I went to the annual nerd con this weekend.

It's where I first met J.D. way back in 2006. I was sitting on the floor of some party when I decided to grab him by his shirt collar and kiss the fuck out of him. He sweet talked me back to his room and there we fucked with abandon. My legs resting on his shoulders and my eyes fixed on his every thrust. It was the 3rd time I had ever had sex but it was the first time that sex had ever felt so good. I left his room with bra and panties in hand. I only knew his first name.

A year passed and nerd con came again. I went in the hopes of running into him but didn't bet my money on it. The first night I hit up the party we met in and as I walked through the door there he was. I could not remember what he looked like all year long but the moment I saw him I knew. Let's just say we ended up repeating 2006 despite my vow of "Not being so easy this year"....

I'd have to say that this year was one of the best though. Being there with him as a couple and getting to enjoy both of our sets of friends made for a great weekend. And oh the sex...

More on that in a bit.

I took my girl pills today

I am freezing tonight. I want to steal all his warmz.

It's funny how fast frustration can turn to horniness, and then back to frustration. I don't really want to have sex right now. I just want to be entangled, safe, and warm.

Make out whore indeed

I'm sitting here looking at a picture I took this morning. J.D. is properly macking the crap out of me and wearing his sunglasses. He looks SO manly and I'm obviously swooning into his kiss.

Unfortunately he was kissing me goodbye :(

It's a nice visual to accompany the feel of the previous night spent together. The feel of his tongue rasping against mine.The sensual roughness of it had my mind in the gutter. Oh, the places it could go!

I feel so satisfied right now. Even though he's gone I can still feel every one of his kisses. Makes me want to whisper sweet nothings into his ear.

"You want to cum in this pussy?"

Close

I've tried to sleep but I can't. I should have called you. Your voice would have felt nice between my legs.

Monday <3

Craziness

I'm so fucking horny. I hate my boyfriends work schedule and this stupid distance.

I want him here enjoying a beer with me. I long to feel him pawing at my body. There's nothing like his fingers sliding back and forth over my wet pussy. Sometimes I get so crazy over the thought of him sucking on my clit. Just licking my pussy all over. I don't have the confidence for that right now though. In my head I know he'd do it. Oral is like the last frontier.

If I had a car (or a license for that matter) I would hop in it right now and drive. Spend my night with his cock in my mouth. God, I want fucked within an inch of my life.

Summer is here and I'm still waiting there

Sex usually brings up a dirty picture in most peoples minds. Right now it seems to be the cleanest thing on mine. Everything around me is filthy, relationships with friends are suffocating, and I'm losing track of myself. When I think back to my preview of what's to come I get so upset.

Laying in our warm bad wrapped up in his huge comforter. The air conditioner made everything so crisp. The house had that new paint smell. I think back on it and get flashes of tumbles around the bed, our lips pressed together.

Being at home makes me feel like a fuck up.

I want to go home to our home.

In the meantime I keep smiling over my favorite memory. I swear it's the only thing keeping me ok with the here and now.

I bought a cute nautical type thong. The first thong I've worn around him. He hiked up my skirt to look at it. I was standing there, backside to his eyes for devouring, and shivered at the feel of his hand running circles over each cheek. The hottest thing of all was seeing my skirt bunched up in his fist.

That sure was a good weekend.