So, the 11th of February I broke up with Dan. Two days before his birthday. Three days before Valentines Day.
I know you already know this part of the story. However, as the story goes on, throughout my blog, some details of my sex life does come up. If you are uncomfortable, please don't read it, or stop reading when it gets to that point. Good luck.
Dan texted me yesterday. Saying: "I;m sorry things got so messed up between us. I miss you."
And to that I said: Nothing. I decided not to give in an text him. The thing was, I was going to text him back. Be like "What are you hoping to achieve out of this? I know you miss the sex, but I don't care." Honestly, I am so happy that I didn't respond. I don't know what he's thinking. I don't care.
Last night though... We went out to a club. We meaning: Ashli, my new friend Lindsay, and some of her friends. We honestly waited forever to get alcohol from my other roommate. Then we quickly did shots and took a water bottle on the go.
I went up to two different guys, practically got rejected by both of them. Well, kind of. The first guy was like "I don't dance." So I asked him if he kisses. And he kissed me and he like "That enough?" And I smiled and said no, so we started to kiss again. Then some bitch comes up and is like "No, no, no. Sorry he's hooking up with our friend, so it's not okay." Then between that and the second guy I asked to dance with, I saw my ghost. Spencer. Honestly thought I was over him. And maybe I am. I thought I was, because yesterday I thought about it and thought if he came up to me and tried to kiss me, I would back away, and just look at him like he's crazy. But when I saw him at the club, I was kind of hoping that he would ask me to dance. I mean we danced in the circle, and honestly I tried to find another guy as soon as I saw Spencer. So, there was another guy that I saw. So, I went up and he actually said yes. And he started dancing, and then his friend, or brother from his frat came up and then he was like "I'll be right back stay here." And kissed me on the cheek. And his friend even tried to start dancing with me, and I declined. And went back to my group. Then Ashli found Kosta's, an international student. And they started dancing, and they stopped and eventually again. Between that I was going to a certain spot on the dance floor and bumped into a cute guy. And I was hoping he'd ask to dance, and he tried to let us go first, but we were where we wanted to be. And then he vanished. And then Ashli and Kosta's started to dance, and Kosta's friend, John, was there and talking to a worker or something and Ashli has said before that she thought he was hot, which he really is.
So, I asked her if it was okay if I were to dance with him, and she said sure. So, I asked, and he said yes.
Honestly I knew who John was from a party we both went to a couple weeks back. However, I asked him for his name anyhow. I knew some details about him. Nothing too major.So, once we started dancing, the cute guy who ran into me and vanished came back from thin air, and started dancing in front of me, while I had John behind me. That was weird, and I politely said "sorry no" So, he left, and John and I started dancing, and then we started to make out. And my god. I wouldn't say that he was an awful kisser, he just had a lot of control, and a different way of kissing than I'm used to... But I've been kissing the worst kisser ever for the past two months, so I was down for a hot guy to kiss. And we were talking while dancing, like where we live and stuff like that. He asked if I wanted to leave soon, and I told him that we'll see, then I asked Ashli if I could go with him, because he lived off campus. And honestly, I would never do this with a guy I just met. But he's part of the group I want to be part of. So, not that big of a deal. We had simple talk for a bit while in the cab and when we first got to his place. Nice little apartment. And went to his room and started to get busy.
The funny thing though is that he said as we came into the room that he was so tired. and it's probably 1:45 a.m. at this point. But we did start to get busy. He took of my shirt and bra, then his shirt came off. Then his phone started to ring, while trying to take off my difficult pants. I asked if he wanted to get the phone and he said it was no one important, and he knew who it was, but he did get up. He checked the phone then went to his little dresser to grab a condom, after I had gotten undressed, and he did the same. Came back and finished what we started. I'm not sure how long we lasted, but he slipped out and then we tried to slid it back it, however I think we was going soft at that point, and he had told me that he had came, if I had. So we laid down for a bit, and I asked him if he wanted to clean up, and he said yes, and did so.
Came back and actually was saying how tired he was, but then went back to making out with me. He came down and ate me out... Which was fine. Right at this point, I didn't get the complete thrill of getting eaten out for the first time. I guess it was nice. But when Kevin first fingered me all I could think was "stop". So, maybe next time will be better. It's crazy, I didn't even think that he would have done that, and when we went for a second time around and it wasn't working, because I was really dry. Thank god no one ever reads this. So, I asked him if I could try something, and I gave him a blowjob, which is actually so much fucking easier to do with a condom!!! Just saying! And then he it got to the point where we were getting tired, and he didn't think that he would be able to come again. And we relaxed for a bit, and he had again cleaned up. And it was actually really nice just snuggling with him and he has his hands all up and down my body... And then he started to kiss me again, and he was like "Gosh we're animals tonight." And I'm not sure if I was even egging it on. But I was happy with what we were doing. However, I did ask him if he wanted to go to sleep, and he said he couldn't with me next to him. After some more fooling around, I don't really think we tried having sex again at that point, we had settled down, again. and maybe ten minutes after we were just talking. And he's actually really nice to talk to. Now, I wouldn't say that I like him, at least as a crush, at this point or anything, which I hope I don't ever, because he doesn't want a relationship. And neither do I really, but I would like someone to fool around with, and if he's hot, all the better. And back to the ten minutes of talking, I went and grabbed for his balls and started to message them? Play with them? I'm not sure how you would correctly term that. But that what I did, and he did enjoy it. And I'm not sure why guys do this, but sometimes, when a girl, at least me, starts giving you a blow job, or rubbing your balls, you can just lay there and enjoy it, you don't have to worry about me. But he did, but I did say that I was fine, and just working with you right now. Then he asked me if I could give him a hand job while playing with his balls, and I did manage to do this... In a way.
Really quick: you know how people say it impossible to rub your belly and tap your head? Rubbing the balls while giving a hand job is actually a lot like this. In the hard aspect of it, no pun intended. ;p
So, he thought if I did this, it would help him come, and he was saying throughout the second round, that it would be so much easier to go to sleep if he just comes again. During this, I gave him blow jobs, and did intervals of the two. (Hand and blow jobs, that its, while still holding the balls.) And I did ask him not to come into my mouth, and he said he would never and think it's disrespectful. Which is such a relief to hear.
And I'm not sure if I said this before, but I am never swallowing ever again. And if you're a girl, never swallow. Ever. It's awful.
And he did explode, and it went everywhere, and I told him that he was a little messy, in a cute funny way. And he said sorry and that I should just wipe it on the sheets. However we were going to sleep in those sheets, so I'm not sure why he would want that. But I had gotten up and went to the restroom to clean off, because some got into my hair.
We talked some more while falling asleep, and I had said something about being a fuck buddy and he had said that would be nice, in so many words. It was funny though because throughout the night he had said he needs to get lube, for these situation of the dry spots, and that the condoms should be more lubricated, and just soaked. And when this fuck buddy business had came up, he was like "I'm getting Lube tomorrow!" and I laughed. And honestly, I don't regret it at all. Ashli didn't like her one night stand type deal, but that was different, because he was a complete stranger, mines not. Not really at least.
And I just hope that he does decide to text me, when he wants to get together again. It would be really nice...
When we woke up in the morning, maybe with only a couple hours of sleep, we started again, and my goodness it hurt, but in the best way possible, and i was on top, then we switched to doggie, and it felt so good... I nearly collapsed when we were done.
I always saw in the movies, like people right after they have sex, and they are breathing hard, and I never understood it. But I had that experience last night. And it was amazing... And his kissing did improve in the morning. However, my lips still kind of hurt from him biting them so hard last night.
But I believe that he is a gentlemen, around noon he had to go back to campus, and honestly I wanted to go back. So, he had a car and we walked down, and his car wasn't there, and he remembered, that he had left it on campus. His first thing saying was "It's like a 10 minute walk, and we could wait for a cab, but..." and I butted in and said I was fine with walking, because I was. Honestly wasn't that big of a deal. At the end of our walk of shame and me in my club attire walking down a busy road for 10 or 15 minutes, he asked me for my number, which I hope he will use.
Before I end my story, I would like to bring up a few things that he had mentioned. First, he said that my legs were really smooth, and asked if I shaved, and honestly I did, and thank god I did. But he said "some girls just have prickles, but no, not you." and told me how much of a turn off it is. He started rubbing my stomach at one point and asked if I worked out, which is a no, I do not workout. I told him that I do yoga. But it's not like that should keep me skinny. He had called me sexy, many times. Which isn't a compliment I normally get, so that was kind of surprising.
So, there you go. My story of the night. of which I'm so happy I didn't text Dan back. I got rejected by two guys, but then found out the 3rd one is the charm. And honestly I had such a great night.
