microthrills's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- He gives me a heart-on. The Lawyer is not back. Well he was, but really it was only for the weekend and our schedules didn't match for us to meet up. This is nothing new. I wish he would have told me he was only here for a couple of days, the details. This is nothing new. For some reason, I think he avoided telling me that, but I'm not sure why. He did invite me, for a second time to DC where he is working. I am not completely sold on this idea. There is something a little mysterious about him and I have learned that my gut feelings are rarely wrong; I am going to wait before I commit to the trip. I spent the weekend with T. It was cold and rainy in NYC giving us the perfect excuse to live in bed for a couple of days. Today, I think I had the best orgasm...I can remember. The buildup and the release was just so perfect, I almost didn't want to cum because then it would be over. T was behind me while we were watching porn. Months ago, he bought me a glass butt plug and while we do not use it often, it is fun when we take it out. The glass is always so smooth and cold against my burning skin, that alone can turn me on instantly. I was lying down on my side, using my vibrator lightly against my clit while T rubbed the plug all over my ass and pushing it in verrry slowly. When I reached up to grab my tits, T leaned over and put his mouth on me, and feeling his soft tongue against my hard nipple just sent me over the edge and I came so hard it made my legs shake. I felt my ass tighten up around the plug and just let each wave of pleasure rush through me before I took the vibrator off of my pussy. After T began fucking me from behind, it still felt like I could cum again and I did, just as he did and once again, we collapse back onto the bed. T calls me his Hybrid Whore because of how seamlessly we can switch moods and methods while we fuck. On Saturday, I pushed him to be rough with me. He is becoming more and more comfortable doing this to me and I think when I tell him the reasons I like being treated that way, he gets more into it. The harder I fought him off, the harder he pushed back inside me. He stopped hesitating before he smacks me and his words are harsher than before. It sounds completely backwards, but the harder he strikes me, or the dirtier the words are that he says to me, the more I feel love from him. It could be the passion this kind of behaviour stirs up, but whatever it is, it is fucking wonderful. 11:32 p.m. - 2009-10-18 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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