Kissing

Crazy

Sometimes Forbidden Fruit drives me crazy. Sometimes that’s a good thing, other times I think it’s a bad thing. For instance, one minute he will be super cuddly towards me, other times he seems like he doesn’t want to be near me, touching me. He grabs at me all the time, I grab at him. I love to surprise him and pinch his nipples, just to hear him cry out.… Read More »Crazy

Mini Threesome

Wednesday night Anna and Nathan came over at about six. The plan was to watch Wall-e. They brought Wall-e and Don’t Mess with the Zohan. We behaved wonderfully throughout Wall-e. There was no sexual tension whatsoever and we paid attention to the movie instead of each other. After that first movie we decided we were all hungry, so Nathan drove us to get some dinner. We came back to eat… Read More »Mini Threesome

Going Wireless Pt. 2

Today (Tuesday) was an interesting day to say the least. I got up this morning, got dressed, ate breakfast, and then tested out the loudness and strength of my new wireless bullet. It passed for fairly quiet when tucked into the lips of my pussy. I left the bullet resting against my clit and put the remote in my purse and waited for my friend to pick me up so… Read More »Going Wireless Pt. 2

Threesome

It was only nine in the morning when my phone started ringing. It was Anna’s boyfriend, Nathan. He was horny and ready. We had just gone to sleep only five hours ago, as we stayed up until four in the morning talking, holding hands. We were tired and didn’t want to get up, but we did because excitement overcame drowsiness. He was over in a half hour. We were all… Read More »Threesome

A Weekend of Firsts

So far this weekend has been a weekend full of firsts for me. I think it all started at the mall on Thursday afternoon. Forbidden Fruit, the girl in the couple that asked me to threesome with her and her boyfriend, my gay friend (the one that was all over me the day I wore my pheromone spray), a girl friend that I have been getting closer to in the… Read More »A Weekend of Firsts

The Guy in the Basement

About a month after my first boyfriend and I broke up, my mom and I went to her friend’s house. I didn’t really want to go, but had to anyways. We were just going so that the two could hang out in a place other than work. At the time, the only reason I was finally persuaded to go was because she said her friend had a son my age.… Read More »The Guy in the Basement