Sex, I am having it.

Sex, I am having it. Exploring. There is a boy, as I’ve mentioned. And I’m having fun.

It’s been a while since I’ve been with someone that likes to play. I’ve said this a bit (the it’s been a while bit), but seriously it had been a really long time. I really need to get back on the pill, as/ap. With sex can come babies, and right now I do not want babies. Just sex.

I like the roughness, the strength. He pushes and pulls at me, into me. I am left heady during the day, feeling like I am missing braincells. Lust does these things to you. Lust makes you want to bond. Lust makes you lovesick. Slightly mentally challenged.

So the play? Last night we fucked. From behind, he pushed me into the mattress, held my throat, pulled my head back, forcefully. Pushed on my lower back, pinned me. We continued this way and that, switching between rough and tender. He comes. I pin his arms with my knees, he nibbles at my pussy. He tells me he’d like me to play with my vibrator, whilst sitting back on top of him so he can watch. I lay on top of him, straddled with my pussy in front of his face, I bring myself to orgasm. His chest is wet with me.

I smell like last nights sex today.