Too much beer, just enough sex and someone new

Sorry, I haven't updated all week - it's been a wild week. A lot of partying, a lot of drinking and a little bit of sex.

Just about every night this week I hung out with a couple of my friends from high school. I have nothing against people that don't go to college but these guys are still working the same part time jobs they had in high school, don't go to college and are pretty much acting while they're still in high school. I think the only difference now is that they have an apartment now instead of living at home.

One of the guys I used to mess around with, I guess you could call it dating but we really didn't do much other than fuck. That's basically what happened this week, except now it's with the other one. Tuesday night, I was hanging out at their apartment. They had a bunch of people over, (almost everyone I knew from high school) and I had a enough beer to make a little too horny.

I ended up staying over that night. I can't say I even really like him, but that didn't stop me from getting into his bed. The sex was pretty good. Good enough to make me go back to him every other night this week.

And while we had fun this week, I think it's pretty much over. Just a short little fling.

But I also met someone new.

The guy goes to my school, I even have a class with him but I never talked to him before this week. He sent me a message on myspace, we exchanged a few emails and talked on the phone a few times. I'll see him in class on Monday afternoon so I'm looking forward to actually talking to him face to face.

A feeling of attachment

There were no repeat performances Saturday night - no threesomes but that doesn't mean there wasn't any sex.

I ran into this one guy from high school that used to have a crush on me. He was cute but nothing ever happened. We'll I haven't seen him since I left for school and - wow - he's changed. He's no longer just cute, he's hot now. He used to be really thin, but now he's built. He told me he was in the military now. I was kind of surprised because in high school he was pretty wild, but in just a few months he seemed a lot more mature.

We were both drinking and talking for a a couple of hours when somehow we ended up in the hallway alone. There was a moment where he looked at me, then leaned forward and kissed me. It turned into one of those long, I can't let go of you kisses. We didn't care who walked by - even when one of his hands started to caress one of my breasts, we didn't stop when someone saw us. I was a little bit drunk when I told him I wanted him to fuck me.

We went back to his parent's house. There wasn't much foreplay, I think I was even half naked by the time we got onto his bed.

I'm not very good at being quiet, so luckily his room, was basically in the basement. I couldn't help but too moan. His beautiful hard cock slowly penetrating me. I couldn't get enough of him. His cock filling me, sliding deep into me. Faster he fucked me. He literally pounded me. He came, a little too quick but it didn't take long for us to get him ready again. And when he fucked my ass, he told me I was his first for anal, I believed him. And when he came the second time, it was one of those huge, we both collapse on the bed orgams.

We didn't go right to sleep, he held me close and for a while I was in heaven. That's when he told me that he was going back in eight hours. I knew he was going back, but I thought it was going to be in a week or something. It was kind of a weird feeling, here I was still glowing from sex when he's leaving me. I kind of felt an attachment to him already. We decided to keep in touch, but I don't know if that'll be enough. And I think I might have feelings for him. When we woke up a few hours later, it was really sad when we kissed good-bye.

Back at home

I'm at home now and more than a little bit hungover. I'm very hungover. My head is pounding but I've finally managed to get out of bed. It was a wild night to say the least.

I went out to some bars with my friends from high school. It's funny how we all went away to school and got fake ID's. And it wasn't just us it seemed like half of my high school was there - including the guy from my Christmas break, my so called lover. The funny - not so funny thing was that he told me was going back to school Thursday night, which was when I got back into town. He didn't see me for a while and I almost forgot about him when he came over to where I was sitting. Against my better judgment, I went to another part of the bar so we could talk.

I wanted to believe what he was saying but I just couldn't. He said he liked me too much and that he loved his girlfriend but he didn't want to lose me. He said he had been avoiding me because he had been trying to avoid the feelings for me.

I wanted to go home with him, but instead I let him walk me to my friend's car. And we kissed, but I whispered into his ear - "I want you to fuck me tonight, but we can't."

I wanted him inside of me so badly - but I was proud of myself. I've slept with a lot of guys, but I try to make sure it's on my terms. It sounds kind of weird, but it makes sense to me.

I'm going to get going, I'm going to try to eat something but I think the only cure to my hangover is to start drinking again. There's a party tonight, it's at one of my friend's from high school's house. If it ends up anything like the last party I went to with my high school friends, I'd be very happy. A little threesome fun might satisfy my needs.

Today was a "F" Day

It's been kinda a rough day. Started with getting a test back that I took last week and getting an F. I knew I didn't do good on the test but I didn't think I did that bad.

Then at lunch, when I usually eat with my friend, I was about to go sit with him when I saw him sitting with this blonde. I'm a brunette and by nature I guess I have a distaste for blondes. I saw him talking to her the other day, and I kind of hoped it was nothing but I guess she's the reason he's not really interested in me.

Then earlier tonight, I get a phonecall from the guy I was fooling around with over Christmas break. You may remember him, the guy with a girlfriend. Well, this is his spring break this week and he was suppose to come visit me. Today, he says he can't come visit me. He doesn't really give a reason but it's not hard to figure it out.

And tonight, I'm fooling around with the guy here and he doesn't have the longest endurance of any guy I've been with, but usually he lasts longer than thirty seconds. That's about how long he lasted tonight when he was fucking my ass. I didn't cry, but I felt like it. I just laid my head in my pillow and hoped the day would end. But so far it hasn't.

Things back to normal?

So, I'm feeling a lot less dirty now. A lot more sensual but still off balanced.

Thursday night, I went out with the guy from last Saturday. Kind of a real date. Last Saturday it was definitely all lust, but I kind of like him now. Now, that I'm getting to know him.

And I thought about not sleeping with him again Thursday night. It's like we're really in the relationship but at the same point we've already gone past the basics. After our date, we went back to my room.

He's an even better lover when he's sober. He pays a lot of attention to the details and took his time. And I don't know how to really describe it but he's a smooth fuck. A lot of guys are all herky jerky when they fuck. He's just smooth and flows. It feels a lot more natural.

And together we made me cum. He fucked my ass while I finger my pussy and rubbed my clit. It was one of those mind blowing orgasms for me, where as I came I couldn't control myself. All I could do was moan.

After he came, he stayed in me for a while. Even half erect, I didn't want him to pull out of me. For a while it seemed like everything was right in my life. It's kind of weird how good sex can make me feel like that.

Earlier tonight, we did more of the same without the date though. We watched a movie. Well kind of watched a movie. Spent more time fooling around then watching the movie. And we even skipped the regular sex. When our clothes came off, he went straight for my ass. And feeling him deep penetrate my ass - it was too much.

But now I can't sleep. He's sleeping in bed, while I'm down in the computer lab. The sex is really good and I don't know I think I like him. But at the same time I feel like I'm forcing myself to like him. That sounds kind of weird but it might be true.

I think I'm still stuck on my friend. Sunday night, while we were at the library to study we ended up talking. I told him about the other guy. I didn't tell him all the details, but I told him about the anal sex. I told him how I felt dirty about fucking the guy. And I expected him to think I was a slut - but he seemed to understand. But even as we talked I wanted him to take me like into a corner and fuck me. But I think for the most part things are back to normal between us. At least as normal as we can be.

Sex but not with the right guy

I finally had sex this weekend, I don't think I can ever go that long again without it. It was good sex, amazing sex even - but - just not with the guy I really wanted to have sex with.

It might end up being a long story but here it goes. Friday night, I hung out with my friend. We went to a keg party together but halfway thru the party, he's nowhere in sight and I end up talking to this guy. A really cute guy. But then my friend came back and asked if I wanted to leave. I don't think he did it on purpose but the guy I was talking to was scared away. I don't even think he realized what he did until after when we were walking home. I tried to kiss him but he backed away from me. I was kinda shocked and hurt. I told him, I thought he liked me and used what happened at the party as an example. He told me he liked me but just as a friend. But being a little drunk and a lot horny I asked him if he wanted to just fuck. I know he thought about it for a second before he finally said, "I don't think that'll be a good idea."

He's probably right, and I tried to act like I wasn't hurt as we walked the rest of the way back to our dorm. This time, he slept in his bed and I in my own.

Saturday night I went out again, this time with my girl friends. Went to another party. I was introduced to some guy, we started talking and it wasn't long before we were making out. And when he asked me if I wanted to go back to his dorm, I didn't hesitate.

It was really good sex, I wasn't expecting much from him but he ended up surprising me. And when he fucked my ass it felt so good, I was in heaven for a few minutes. He told me I was the first girl he ever did anal sex with and that kind of made me happy for a few minutes but when he came that second time, I felt kind of dirty. I was just fucking him to fuck. I needed physically but it wasn't who I needed emotionally. But at the same time, I have a feeling it won't be our last time fucking. In fact, if I didn't have a test in the morning, I think I'd invite him over right now.