Shacking Up
I just realized what an injustice I have been doing my faithful readers. In between Thursday and Monday, my two most recent posts, that whole celibacy thing went right out of the window.
Bruh and I had "Sober Night" on Thursday and stayed in together cooking, watching movies, and eventually, having amazing sex. In both of our defenses we put it off for as long as possible but even without the influence of our usual whiskey sours it was just inevitable that she would end up on top of me. I orgasmed with her for the first time in probably a month. Granted, for the majority of that month we have not been sleeping together regularly, but the point is, I finally got off. Downside: sleeping on the wet spot. When handled correctly I am one of the wettest females I know. It's like a Slip 'N Slide down there. Every girl I have ever been with has greatly enjoyed it, but especially Bruh. She just can't get enough of it. Which she proved by coming over as soon as I returned from the beach on Sunday and fucking me again. I really honestly had far too much to do on Sunday to justify an all-day thing (as did she), so I kicked her out at around 9:45PM.
I spent the night with her last night, but unfortunately, no booty. We had a nice night together but she had a lot on her mind. She's one of those where if she has anything other than sex going on in facet of her life, she simply cannot perform. I was disappointed (and yeah, I'll admit it, pretty pissed) but what can you do? I often have to remind myself that no matter how much she may resemble a man, she is still a woman. Meaning she thinks like one and has the sex drive of one. I have never yet met a woman who could keep up with my voracious sex drive. I shouldn't expect her to be any different just because she wears Polos and has short hair.
...Sober night really was exceptional, though. If neither of us drinks, then we don't fight. It's that simple. Which is why we've implemented a new rule- we will only have the same number of drinks as the other person, with a limit of three, no matter what the situation. I think it is a wise move for our relationship.
Also, Bruh keeps hinting at me moving in with her for the summer. Sheesh! And here I was thinking I'd be lucky to get half of a spare drawer at her place.
Love,
The Sapphic Southern Belle
Bruh and I had "Sober Night" on Thursday and stayed in together cooking, watching movies, and eventually, having amazing sex. In both of our defenses we put it off for as long as possible but even without the influence of our usual whiskey sours it was just inevitable that she would end up on top of me. I orgasmed with her for the first time in probably a month. Granted, for the majority of that month we have not been sleeping together regularly, but the point is, I finally got off. Downside: sleeping on the wet spot. When handled correctly I am one of the wettest females I know. It's like a Slip 'N Slide down there. Every girl I have ever been with has greatly enjoyed it, but especially Bruh. She just can't get enough of it. Which she proved by coming over as soon as I returned from the beach on Sunday and fucking me again. I really honestly had far too much to do on Sunday to justify an all-day thing (as did she), so I kicked her out at around 9:45PM.
I spent the night with her last night, but unfortunately, no booty. We had a nice night together but she had a lot on her mind. She's one of those where if she has anything other than sex going on in facet of her life, she simply cannot perform. I was disappointed (and yeah, I'll admit it, pretty pissed) but what can you do? I often have to remind myself that no matter how much she may resemble a man, she is still a woman. Meaning she thinks like one and has the sex drive of one. I have never yet met a woman who could keep up with my voracious sex drive. I shouldn't expect her to be any different just because she wears Polos and has short hair.
...Sober night really was exceptional, though. If neither of us drinks, then we don't fight. It's that simple. Which is why we've implemented a new rule- we will only have the same number of drinks as the other person, with a limit of three, no matter what the situation. I think it is a wise move for our relationship.
Also, Bruh keeps hinting at me moving in with her for the summer. Sheesh! And here I was thinking I'd be lucky to get half of a spare drawer at her place.
Love,
The Sapphic Southern Belle
posted by sapphicsouth at
3:06 PM
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Where've you been?!
-Jaunty
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