Okay, so a lot has happened lately. Apparently, my boyfriend is a snoop. He got into my laptop while I was showering the other day. He looked at my browser history and went to this blog. I hadn’t logged out so he was able to see it. That was my bad, I guess. I made it private so nobody could see it. But I didn’t count on people sneaking into my laptop. I mean, seriously?! That has never happened to me (that I know of). What’s worse is that he broke up with me over what he read. Well, I guess that part is understandable. But I would have broken up with him over snooping on my laptop. That is messed up imo. I don’t know. So he is there yelling at me to get my shit and get out. This time he DID call me all kinds of names. It was bad—very hurtful. Nothing I have said in this blog has been to hurt him. This is really just for me. But his ego was too fragile I guess. Don’t they say women really are the stronger sex? That’s what my mom used to say all the time after she and dad fought. I always thought is was a mother thing.
Anyway, that’s not all that happened, tho. I was crying bc I was angry and sad. It hurts to be the dumpee. So I got back to my room and Morgan was there. We still hadn’t talked—it had been almost a week at this point. It was getting bad. But when she saw me, it was like the fight never happened. She hugged me and rubbed my hair. Then brought me to her bed so we could talk while she held me. She apologized and so did I. She was so sweet. She said that we are best friends and always would be. That that was what was most important, to be there for each other. And she hugged me a lot. I told her all about what happened. And she listened. She started to get angry but then calmed down when I told her it was for the best since I probably couldn’t be with someone who looks through my stuff like that. She reassured me. Told me what an asshole he was and that I was better off. Then we started talking about other things, basically everything we hadn’t been talking about the whole week we weren’t speaking. And then we stayed up hours talking like we used to. It was great. It was such a relief to be friends again. And I was feeling so glad that we weren’t fighting anymore. And I kept telling her how much I had missed her—even tho I saw her everyday!
We had been talking for hours when it happened. We just started kissing which was weird at first but then I kind of liked it. I don’t know how it all happened. Maybe it was bc it was so late-I think it was like 3 or 4 am. But then we were really making out. Morgan had her hand up my shirt and was doing something with my nipple that felt nice. Not squeezing it hard like Conner would. Then she was sucking my nipple and just like with the kissing I felt weird at first but I didn’t want to just stop bc that might hurt her feelings and she was so nice to me that whole night about the break up thing.
Then she took my hand and laid it on her breast over her shirt. It was kind of cool. Her’s are smaller. They were lighter than mine and squishy. Not as heavy and thick as mine. Then she took off her shirt and asked me to try sucking on her nipple. To just try it. That I might like it. I thought I would just try. Her nipples did look cool. Her areolas (?) were so much smaller and lighter than mine. Mine are bigger and darker red. Some guys say they’re sexy but I’ve always been self conscious about them.
So I sucked on her nipple. I tried to do just like she did to me and like all the guys I’ve ever been with have done. Except I didn’t bite. I don’t like that so I didn’t do it to Morgan. She seemed to like what I was going though bc she moaned lot. Then she stopped me and unzipped my jeans. I was kind of surprised by that but I guess I shouldn’t have been. I mean, we had been making out for like an hour at that point. I was thinking that when were done I would go to the bathroom with the vibrator anyway. But she stuck her hand down my pants just like guys used to do in high school and started fingering me and kissing me. And she WAS kind of like a guy bc she was really getting into it. But doing that with my pants on felt weird— like we were still in high school or something and afraid to get caught. I mean, we’re in college. We’re adults in our own dorm room. We had privacy. So I stopped her to pull my jeans off but she freaked out bc she thought I was freaked out. And she was apologizing over and over and I told her to chill. And then I took my jeans and panties off and laid down on my bed and spread my legs for her. Then she got it and she smiled. It was weird though bc I had spread my legs like that for many guys but I hadn’t really felt that good about it the way I did at that time spreading them for her.
But anyway, she jumped on her bed all happy like and kissed me first then went down on me. It was so weird- but in a good way. I had only ever been gone down on once before by my first boyfriend in high school. But he only did it for like two minutes before putting the condom on and getting on top of me. I really didn’t know how good it could be.
So she licks all over my clit, which I’ve still never seen, and fingers me slow. She does something with her tongue—it was smooth and soft and flat and then it was pointy and sharp. I don’t know. It felt really good. Then she stopped and I thought she wanted us to switch so I could eat her out. I was game for anything at this point. But she told me to lay back down, that she wasn’t done.
So I did and she went and got one of her vibrators. This one was longer than mine and a little wider. What was weird was that she didn’t turn it on. She just slid it slowly inside of me and out again but not all the way. And licked my clit the whole time. Then she started doing something specific but I couldn’t tell you what. All I know is that she would push it all the way in me and then kind of angle it up and down and then pull it out only a tiny bit and do it again. She did that for only a minute or so and then I came soooo hard. Seriously! I had never come that hard before by myself with my vibrator. I totally screamed which made her laugh.
Then I said that we needed to switch, that it was only fair. She asked if I was sure and I said yes.
But I will write about that after class. Gotta go.
Thanks for reading!
