Tastes like..

Home Alone.

Just another day.

The stuff that dreams are made of..

So the staying away from Ryan plan was going so well. It might have been the only thing I thought about but atleast nothing happened. Well sort of nothing happened. Because last night I saw him. I tried so hard to be good. 

It was raining and dark. And he was drenched. He looked wet and cold. I could tell he had no idea how he ended up on my doorstep. And his T-Shirt clung to his muscles, tracing out the shape of his body. And I just stood there. I stood there and tried so hard not to think about how much I wanted to touch him. Because it wasn't going to work. Because even if he broke up with her, we would never be able to be together because she wouldn't understand. And it was breaking my heart. 

He just looked at me. I took a step forward and felt him move towards me. He had my face in his hands, holding me close. Something very big was happening and I couldn't find the emergency brake. We stood there in the cold with our foreheads together and I felt him brush his finger over my lips gently. I was holding my breath as I felt him press his lips against mine, neither of us moving. He pressed harder and I gave in, feeling him kiss me. I was clinging to him, his wet skin held tight against mine. I could feel my heartbeat getting faster as he traced the inside of my mouth with his tongue. It was happening so fast but it didn't feel like that at all, it didn't feel like only seconds. 

I pulled away, ever so slightly. Our faces still touching. He looked down, and I knew what he was thinking. I could feel his fingers still playing with my hair, gently stroking my face. We both knew that neither of us wanted to stop. Just a little bit longer. He looked at me, and pressed his lips gently against mine. And then I could feel all this space in front of me and he was gone.  

I was standing alone. 

Bad friend. 

Webcam

Yellow.

Role Play

I've gotten totally addicted to Anime, and naughty Anime at that. 

I keep seeing these pictures and they make me so hot, I get wet thinking about what they are doing. And so in an effort to distract myself from OTHER things, I went around to Jonah's house to play cartoon sex. I thought it might be a bit fun if I dressed up like some of the characters. 

I actually found a dress just like this one, only it was see through and a sort of beige colour. There were tiny straps that held it up and they were barely covering my nipples, not that it really mattered because you could still see them sticking though anyway. I had tiny red knickers on and I found myself a necklace that would match. I wrapped myself up in my trenchcoat on the way to his house so noone would know what I was wearing underneath. 

When I got there I knew Jonah would be alone, so I left my jacket in the car. When we got inside it didn't take long to work out how hard he was. I could see it through the outline of his jeans and I did everything to make sure he stayed that way. 

We hadn't made it much further than the front door when he slid the straps off my shoulders and let my breasts fall out, rubbing his hands over my ample curves. His thumb circled around my nipple, stroking the erect bump that stood out in the cold. It felt so good but I was here on a mission, and that didn't involve spending the whole night in the hallway. 

Leading him into the bathroom I slowly stripped his clothes off, making sure my body was pressed against his as I slid his jeans to the floor. I had the water running, filling up the bathtub as we stood there in the steam. I put my arms up around him and kissed his neck, running my tongue along his jaw. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around him. His lips found mine and I knew he could taste the candy I had been eating on the way over. His hand slipped down my back into my panties, feeling between my legs. I bit his ear softly as I felt him slide his fingers quickly into my damp pussy. And then they were gone. 

Carefully he put me down and climbed into the warm water. I grabbed the oil I knew he kept in the cupboard and stepped in, my dress still hanging around my waist. I began to rub the oil over his body, my hand sliding over his chest and down. He lay there watching me stroke his muscles, playing with his cock. Slowly I lay down in front on him, my ass rubbing up against him. I felt his hands come around me, and down between my legs. There was so much steam my head was getting all airy. I could feel the water lapping against my skin. 

His fingers ran along my folds, rubbing my pussy as I lay against him. He had his fingers inside me, sliding in and out, his other hand grasping at my breast. He pumped his fingers, curving them as he pulled in and out. He spanked my clit with his fingers, holding me tightly as I jumped. He rubbed harder and faster until I was practically convolsing in the water. I came as he nibbled on my ear, my head spinning from the feeling and the heat of the steam.