Morgan said she liked my vibrator so much she went out and bought one just like it. I thought that was a little weird bc she has three already. But then again, I guess it’s kind of weird to have three vibrators.
Anyway, I have been trying to suggest different things with Conner to try to make it better for me. He was into it at first, about me making suggestions. He called me his little sex kitten. I suggested we try it in front of the window or something. Just something to spice it up, ya know. He liked that one. And it was exciting for me. His apartment is on the third floor. No one from the street saw us but I saw this guy watching from his apartment across the street. And he started playing with himself. I know it sounds gross, but that kind of turned me on. I liked that someone was watching me be fucked and enjoying it. But honestly, the sex itself wasn’t much better. Maybe even worse. Getting it from behind while almost standing up (to give a full frontal view of my tits to the neighbors, Conner said) takes away some of the length of his cock that can be inside me. And he doesn’t have much length. It’s kind of a challenge keeping it in. Which is a turn off for me. But I kind of rubbed my clit at the same time and that helped me come. And Conner loved that I rubbed my clit. And that guy across the street did, too.
So then I suggested we buy a vibrator together which was good and bad for Conner. He loved going to the sex shop with me. He almost did me right there in the place. He told me there are some places that have rooms in the back that you can rent for an hour. But this place we went to wasn’t like that. They just had merchandise. I even saw a couple of new vibrators that I wanted to try out by myself. I didn’t tell Conner that, though. I feel bad enough as it is.
We were using the vibrator for a few days and it seemed to be going well. I mean, I was loving it. Even if he fumbles around, he can’t mess up to bad since it’s a vibrator.
But I guess I was liking things a little too much. Or he noticed that I can come pretty hard now with the vibrator. I don’t know. I just know that he got mad one time during sex and then couldn’t keep it up. He got REALLY angry then and told me to get out. I was shocked. I almost broke up with him over that. He didn’t call me names or anything. But he did kick me out. That’s a pretty sucky thing to do in my opinion. I calmed down as I walked home, though. He can’t help it that he has a small penis. That’s not something he could choose. And he probably realized that I had used a vibrator before because of the way that I was getting into it. And then that made him get soft. After I thought about it, I felt really bad.
And then Morgan started laughing so hard when I told her about it. I mean really hard. I tried to explain to her that he can’t help it but she wouldn’t listen. She kept teasing me about his size with her pinky finger. And then she did it right after I came out of the bathroom after “rubbing one out” (I’m telling you—I am totally a guy!) which made me all embarrassed because I had just come and then she was making that joke so I figured she must know what I have been doing in the bathroom all these times. I started yelling at her. Telling her shut up which only egged her on, I guess. But she just wouldn’t let up. And then I yelled for her to shut the fuck up and she got all mad and said that I couldn’t take a joke and stormed out. I was already asleep when she came home hours later. That was two days ago and we still haven’t spoken to each other. I kind of sucks. I miss her. She’s my best friend, after all. But I think she should apologize. I mean even Conner did. If he can apologize to me, then so can she.
Class is about to start and I think the guy sitting behind me might be reading over my shoulder so I should go.
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