The second time Sunday was great, however. It was long and passionate. Towards the end, I was bent over backwards, riding him. He came quick when I worked it like that. I came hard as fuck (and yes, I meant it to sound like that). Oh AND he was also trying to tell me what to do, but I went dominatrix on him, and said,
"NO. I'm gonna do as I please."Oh, he totally liked that.
Monday, we had sex after he got home from work. Nothing out of the ordinary there. He wanted me to be on top again, so I did, although it was his turn to do all the work. It didn't matter, really, cause it would've happened any which way. BUT we did go out day drinking, which was phenomenal. I highly recommend it for anyone who has a sucky morning schedule like us. When we got home to sleep around 7, he was obviously tired and drunk, but still wanted to fuck. Eh, who doesn't when they are high and drunk. But I told him that if we were going to have sex, he would have to do all the work this time. No way in hell was I gonna do it three times in a row. Nuh-uh. Not gonna do it. Well, I came multiple times, but he didn't cum at all. I did suggest to him that we didn't need a condom since I AM on birthcontrol. But he wore a condom anyways, saying,
"Better safe than sorry."Which I totally understand. Still was a tad disappointed though. Whatevs. He didn't cum; he was too tired to go on. So we slept until he had to go to work.
TODAY, however, we had lunch with his parents. Not exactly something to write home about, nothing exciting happened. But his parents are cool. Paid for my food, which I wasn't really expecting, so that's good. Funny thing that happened at lunch, though. We were waiting to be seated. Some guy sitting behind me was apparently blatantly staring at my ass. THE BOYFRIEND noticed and told me; we both laughed. Totally thought that was cool. When we got home from lunch, he totally passed out, no option for sex. Just zonked the fuck out. I couldn't sleep, maybe 30min here and there. But nothing substantial. When we woke up, well when HE woke up, he was trying to get me to get some sleep since I was cranky as ever since I didn't sleep. But I didn't want to sleep.
"You know, we could not get some sleep together until I am so exhausted that I pass out..." with a very big, suggestive smile.No answer. He started rubbing my back, sitting on my lower back completely naked, which led to him rubbing my ass, which led to him getting hard. He asks me,
"Oh I would love to not get sleep with you. But you need some sleep."
"Oh, you're killing me!"
"I'm killing you? You're killing me!"
"And how am I doing that?"
"Are you wet yet?"He starts to rub his dick, from behind, all through my pussy and finally sliding it in. WITHOUT A CONDOM. Yes, we had sex without a condom finally. He had to go slow, however, otherwise he would've blown his load even quicker than he actually did, which btw was pretty quick. I told him, because I really wanted to cum (it was ALLLLLLL day without having sex. Girl needs to get laid!),
"Not sure. Let me check. .... Yes, I am very wet."
"Fuck me hard, please. I really want you to."A noncommittal sound from me, so he leaves it as is and continues, and I reach between my legs to help myself get off. I squeeze him with my vagina walls, and he says,
"Baby, if I fuck you hard I'm not going to be able to hold it back. I'm already having trouble as it is. I could put a condom on and then I can fuck you how you want it. It's a balancing act. Do you want me to get a condom?"
"FUCK, that feels so good!"As he is about to cum, which is a very short time later, he asks me,
"Do you want me to pull out?"And so he doesn't. But we cum at the same time. So, I'm happy. And I go back to trying to get to sleep. But I can't. OR so I think, he says that I slept, snoring a little bit with the cat curled up beside me. Apparently it was very cute.
"NO."
Ha HA! But he did it in front of me finally. He totally passed gas, and somewhat noticeably too. He was cute with his exclamation,
"Oh! Excuse me."I just smiled and said he was cute. I couldn't see the look on him face so I don't know the reaction for sure, but I'm sure it was something like "Wow, she is adorable." Now I'm not the only one who has gas, loudly.
So THE BOYFRIEND is talking a lot about this one woman we work with a lot. She is apparently the "queen of dick jokes," and well, I am not. And ok, not really apparently, cause she has such a dirty mind and I know that she does. However, he talks about her quite often, "Kim and I were in the control room and ... ", "at the morning meeting Kim and I were ..." . I dont know what this means. YES, I am a bit jealous. I guess I want to be everything to him, like he is for me. He's all I think about and talk about sometimes. He occupies my mind. I am just a loser like that I guess.
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