How wet?

Last week thursday, I went to Don's and thought that I wouldn't have fun. Yet, I did have fun.

here's the truth

For those of you who are coming here for the first time, I'm going to be truthful for once. I wrote this blog as a have fun, be as dirty as I wanted to be. Certain events have happened in the last few weeks, and contrary to popular belief, I'm not going to shut down because of those events. Ryan is a real person but I don't feel anything like that towards him. I did at one time but it's stopped since then. We have talk and nothing else. I'm stating this because again, others are reading this and thinking it to be me. Most of you, excluding some, don't know who I really am and will never get a glimpse of that person.

Oh no. . ..

Have you ever been so hot, so horny, so fucking wet, that you've drenched your panties?

I went to media lab and got teased by the guys. What ended up happening is that Ryan started to start shit. He said some shit that was inappropriate, but as I tried to fight him, he'd grab my wrists and pull them behind my back. He'd squeeze my hands so hard and spanked me. And I got wet. I got wet when I felt his hand hit my ass and his fingers twist my hands until it hurt and my pussy was on fire. And then he acted as if he'd flicked my nipple and I dared him and I was glad when he touched me.

He commanded me to put a condom in my panties and I didn't listen to him.

Lost in Translation

Here's a little fantasy that's been running through my mind. It'll never happen because I A.) Know the person and they'd never do it and B.) They're talking to a friend. Or were talking to them. (But I can still think this.)

It's late and I'm working hard at the editing room. There's only two people besides me in the room, Ryan and Joesph. I know Ryan from talking to him in class. He's a funny person and really inappropriate at times. Joseph, is the tech guy that helps you with anything and all that goes wrong.

At two in the morning, I started drinking and messaging Ryan on facebook. At first, it started out innocently with, "You know you want me" and "Boo you whore!", before progressing to "I want you to fuck me" and his response of "I'd cum all over your body." The conversation grew so much that I had to tell him exactly how I felt.
"I'm so wet right now. My panties are soaked through. :-) I can get three fingers in but it's a stretch. Two are just snug and feel so great."

4:25 am, I reveled in telling him how if we were alone, I'd get on my knees and crawl to him. How I'd place my head on his lap and beg him to fuck my cunt. He responded that everything had changed as I wrote that nothing had changed since we'd never get to see what if.


4:30,  Joseph decided that he had to go home. I cursed at myself as I watched Joseph walk out of the room, leaving the two of us in it alone. The only thing you could hear in the room was the sound of our breathing and a random mouse click. It wasn't until the outside door shut, that I realized that I had been saving my breath in anticipation. Ryan didn't say anything as I turned to watch him, hunched over his chair.  "So. . " I began, "it looks like we're alone." Silence greeted me as he continued to edit his footage. Huffing, I rolled back to my desk, before hearing, "You should get naked." I blinked rapidly as he turned around to face me.

Ho hum

Due to thing I can't control (technology) and things I could (A guy finding out I wrote the last post about him and then shit hitting the fan)I will be off the internet for a few days. Hopefully, I'll be back on the line giving you all the dirty and naughty thoughts from my head.



See you soon,
Me

links

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Poem that I wrote in class

I wrote this poem during one of my classes and yeah. I'm posting it on here because it was very sexual.

Are My?

Are my lips so soft,
so swollen, so wet from your kisses
that you plow through them.
Plunge into them with a sword.
A Sword so strong, so hard that I cry out in pain.
My lips bruise a cherry tomato red. So delicious that
you dart your tongue out like a lizard.
Licking at the seeds you left.
Licking at my lips, waiting for them to part so you can suck
at my nectar.
I taste you on my mouth.
You taste of cigarettes, sugar and death.
Your pecks of kisses,
your biceps surround my body.
*Author's note: This was added later in class*
I gasp as you invade my center.
Rushing into my hole, tearing it apart.
Am I tighter than you imagined?
Your eyes roll to the back of your head, as your hips, your cock take over.
In and out, in and out, you rock into me as the intensity spreads.
Your cock melts my pussy into nothing.
Biting into my neck you whisper, no you command, me to come on your dick and I do.

Another thing to add

In high school I had this dream, and as I've gotten older the dream has stayed the same. Only thing to change are the players.

~Prom Dream~
In the dream I'm at a house party and I'm looking for this guy that I have an immense crush. He's funny, sexy, tall and all I can think about is what he'd be like in bed. I'm looking for him when I see him on the stairs. He locks his eyes with me before beckoning me to follow him. I smile before walking through the huge mass of people. As soon as I get to the top of the stairs, he grabs my waist and begins to kiss me intensely. He pulls me towards this door as he whispers that he's going to give me something to scream about. The room is pitch black dark and I can't see anything. I hear him laugh, as his fingers trace up my back to my head. He covers my face with something and tells me to not move it or else we won't play our game.

I'm lying naked on this bed as he begins to touch my breasts and stomach. I'm squirming under his touch as he opens my legs and begins to eat me. "Keep it on!" he grumbles when I try to pull it off. As soon as I feel an orgasm coming, I beg for him to fuck me or else I'll cum. He stops all together and minutes pass before I feel him in between my legs. His cock rubs my pussy lips and I groan as he enters me. It's slow at first as I adjust to his size. He smells of musk and axe. Slowly he pumps into me as I groan and pull him closer into me. "Faster. Faster." I ask as my heels dig into his back. My breast jiggle to his humping, I hear our panting. From faraway, I hear a tiny voice ask in my ear, "Is it really me your fucking? Or someone else?" Before biting my ear.

Oh God, my brain screams. GET OUT!! I try to get up but the bodiless voice has hands. Great big hands that caress my breasts as it hisses, "Stay. We want you to stay." One of the hands continue down my stomach and to my clit as the other one opens something. I can hear something being opened followed by something warm and sticky being placed on my nipple. Whatever it is, it's leaking. I open my mouth to ask the voice what the hell it's doing to my breasts, but it takes the opportunity to stick whatever that was my breasts into my mouth. I taste salt like anchovies and my mouth begins to water at the prospect of this object in my mouth. It feels warm and hard. Almost like a warm rubber glove. Except. . . is that veins? My mouth's too full to ask but he answers just the same. "Like that cock, huh bitch? Yeah, I knew you would."

And in this dream, I'm excited as all fuck because I have someone fucking my snatch and I'm choking on cock. I'd love to have that happen in real life. Fuck.

ugh

I am so wet right now it's not even funny.
I want to fuck or at least talk to someone. The funny thing is that I had this short thing going on in my head.

I'm at Bond and I'm sitting by lake Orr when I see Mike or "Eric". We make small talk before he ask me wha'ts up. "What's up?" I nearly yell. "Do you really want to know what's up with me or just listen to a lie?" He sits down and looks at me with his eyes. "Yes. I do."

I sigh before replying, "I'm so fucking horny right now. I've tried fingers, dildos and nothing fucking works. It's been 4 long ass months and I need cock right now. And if any guy were to come up to me right now and rub my leg, I'd fuck him. I swear to God!" And in this daydream of mine, the guy would smile and then as if he didn't believe me, he'd rub my leg before I'd slap it away.
"I'm serious man. I seriously will fuck the shit out of you. " He'd continue before I grabbed his collar and pulled it forward. I'd gruffly say, "I swear to all that is good and holy that I will jump into your lap, hump you like there's no tomorrow and seriously fuck you. Don't play unless you really want me to."
And then he'd rub my leg, gently as I'd lose my shit and jump into his lap. I'd crush his lips with mine as my crotch would grind into his. I'd take his right hand and bring it to my breast as I'd beg him to fuck me in his ear. That I needed it so badly and that I was so wet. That's when I'd take his other hand and guide him to the front of my dress before slipping his fingers inside my panties to feel how wet I am. "See?" I'd mutter as his fingers would begin to dance on my clit. I'd cry out as his hard on would press into my wet, black panties.
Wrapping my legs around him, I'd pull my dress to look as if we just making out. Then I'd go between us and I'd free his cock out of his pants and look at him. He'd look around before taking his fingers out of my pussy and touch his cock. He'd rub it down before rubbing my pussy again for more lube.
I'd sigh before opening my legs and spearing myself onto his cock. I'd moan as he'd bite my throat, before beginning to silently fuck me.

Boys, 'cuz now I'm talking about, Boys,

I sprained my ankle last week which has left me with a lot of time on my hands. Just today I joined aol_sex, a livejournal community. There I posted for people to talk to me on aim and I've talked to four guys and out of those four, one cam session. Took me 30 minutes to realize that I hadn't clicked on the video button.

He wanted to see my face and told me his name. He's from Virginia and is . . ."Eric". Eric has a nice hot looking cock if I do say so myself. I saw it and it was fucking ahhhhh... my vagina became so fucking wet as I imagined all the positions I could do on that thing. He even touched himself and I did the same, while looking at him. (He wasn't bad looking either, although I have no idea what he sounds like. He never talked while he heard me.) But a las, his computer battery went dead and I'm left frustrated. I wanted to fuck myself while looking at that thing and I couldn't. FUCKKK!!!!

Technology loves to fuck with us, doesn't it?