2 03 2009

Girls are so much softer than guys.

Before this past weekend I simply assumed this seeing as I had only drunkenly kissed a few girls. There had been little body contact, mostly just a quick meshing of lips.

With a spur of the moment suggestion from me, a friend of mine and myself headed over to V’s place to fool around. The rule was that nothing was gonna go on below the waist for the girls because we didn’t want to take things too far that night. I’m not even going to go into how V was because it can be summed up in about two words: boring and anticlimactic. Sure, there was a thrill watching my friend kiss my bootycall for the first time. And it sure as hell was hot to watch her go down on him. And I liked the whole sucking cock at the same time thing. But as you can see, he didn’t really do much. And thus, I was far more interested in playing with my friend. We’ll call her Q. I know her through my old roommate.

But I got a bit off topic there.

Girls are so damn soft compared to guys. Lips, skin, hair, everything. Softer.

Kissing Q was different from kissing X or V or any other guy I’ve kissed before. And it was different from drunken kisses. It was deliberate and slow. Her mouth was smaller than mine and her lips soft. Once we would start kissing we would just keep going. Hands would roam across bare backs and clothed asses. Feeling another curved body against mine was different from the harder angle’s of  a man’s.

Hips. Ass. Breasts. All soft.

Even the noises she made when my mouth covered her nipple, biting and teasing, were soft. Her lips down my neck tickled pleasantly. And when she took her turn with my nipples, it was gentle and teasing.The pulling of my hair was not soft or gentle however and I liked that.

It was also a different sensation to be bigger than someone. At 5′10 I tower above the average female and even a fair percentage of the average male. While we stood up, I had to lean down to kiss Q. This was new to me as the past few men I’ve kissed have all had to lean down a little to kiss me.

I’m now pretty damn sure I’m bisexual, no ifs, ands or buts about it. I wasn’t keen to consider myself bi with just a few drunken kisses under my belt. I won’t be fully comfortable labeling my sexuality until I’ve done more than just some topless fooling around. But yeah. Girl are really soft and I really like that.

Mundane Life Update

26 01 2009
  • Since my roommates are bitches and I’m sick of dealing with them I’m moving into a new apartment this week. So yeah. Might not be around that much. Ha. Lies. I’m addicted to the internet, who am I kidding.
  • New apartment has two outside walls, a wall bordering the stairwell and one wall in the apartment that has the bathroom, my door and my new roommate’s closet on it. Yay for being able to be loud, possibly, now. :D   Unpacking is a bitch though. So will getting my rug to the new apartment……ugh. (I have a big ass oriental rug that used to be in the dining room of my old house) X is helping me out. Probably should enlist the aid of more men.
  • Orgasm record is up to 17 now. I think X just likes besting his own record. We went at it for an hour and a half yesterday. I was seriously impressed.
  • Kissing has been at an all time high this week. There has been kissing from V, and then, I don’t know why, but there has been LOADS more kissing from X. This is both during sex and not. I will not complain in the least. I love, love, love kissing. Note to self: write post about kissing.
  • Anal has not been working his week. My ass is being finicky, no matter how slow we go and how worked up we get me, it just hasn’t been feeling right this week. :(
  • X is lame and offered to help me pack today. Instead he came over and feel asleep on my bed. The guy is utterly useless at times. (And you know I say that in the nicest way possible hun. Because I know you’re gonna read this. Lol.)
  • Brand new obsession with ‘The Guild.’ Felicia Day is my brand new celebrity crush. She’s ungodly, awkwardly adorable. <3 Watch the amazingness that is The Guild here.
  • Planning on dying my hair dark red this week. Hopefully ASAP. I get in moods where I need change. This will be said change. (And the red hair has NOTHING to do with my new found love of Felicia Day…..oh no………>.> )
  • Hopefully getting more piercings this week. I hope, I hope, I hope. At least getting good jewlery for my cartilage peircings that won’t fall out. Found a cute one with an ankh on it.

Sorry this was random. And it’s not like any of you really care about 99% of this. But it is my blog. And I enjoy writing out the mundane activities of my mundane life. ;D

Introducing V

25 01 2009

Well, X’s roommate, henceforth known as V, can officially be added to the cast list.

Dinner and a movie went well. We laughed, talked and just in general had fun. My Bloody Valentine was fucking scary. I can’t tell you how many times I jumped. V jumped just as much and it was really kinda cute. We drove around a bit and talked then picked my huge ass binder of DVDs (187) and went back to his/X’s apartment to watch one.

Now, X and V’s other roommate is not the brightest bulb in the box. I don’t think it registers in his brain that I have boobs and am a girl because he kinda treats me like another guy at times. He came into V’s room to inform him about the status of his current raid in WoW. And yes, I play Wow on occasion but even still, most of what he said was jargon. V was clearly kinda not interested in talking Wow. We picked out Eurotrip to watch and well what did the other roomie say? “Oh great!! I’ve never seen that movie all the way through! Lemme go log out and I’ll come watch!” V and I exchanged amused/annoyed looks and just went with it.

Once the movie was over and the other roommate in his room, V and I moved to his room. I sat on the bed and the awkward exchange began.

“So, what do you want to do now? We could stay here, I could take you home, we could watch another movie or play Xbox.”

“I dunno. What do you want to do?”

“I dunno. I asked you,” and after a few minutes of this exchange I stood up and took a step towards.

“Why are you standing up?”

“Because I feel like it. Does it bother you?”

“No, not at all.”

I took another two steps towards him. My face was getting closer to his.

“Do I make you nervous?”


“Good.” And at that point we both leaned in and kissed.

He has wonderful lips, I might add. They’re soft and just perfect for kissing.  Most of what we did was kiss, which was amazingly fun. I love, love, love kissing. I think because X and I have been having sex for a while now that we sorta just take kissing for granted and get down to sex. V kissed me like he hasn’t kissed anyone in forever. It was more than nice. Where X is aggressive, and don’t get me wrong I LOVE aggressive, V is gentle which was an interesting change. I was actually surprised at how long it took V to get my shirt off, but once he did I could instantly tell her was a boob guy. X likes my tits alot, but V, just the way he touched them and kissed them… was different.

At one point while making out, he ran his hands over my shoulders and back and told me to relax, I was too tense.   I informed him I was always tense.

One thing I REALLY had fun with was the fact that V loves biting. He commented on how much he loved that I use teeth when I kiss. And when I started kissing his neck… god did he turn into a shivering, moaning puddle. I’d nip and bite and suck at his neck and he’d grind up against me and quiver and moan. I really enjoyed that.

After a while he asked me to go down on him. I obliged gladly. I’ve come to realize that I just love having cock in my mouth. I love going down on guys. Nothing too exciting happened. I went down on him, he came on my chest.

He did reciprocate. Really, really well. We started off on the bed, but the beds that come with the apartment are redonkulously high and when he put my legs over his shoulders my hip started popping and getting painful. We switched to his computer chair which worked far, far better. Unlike X, V actually, honestly enjoyed going down on me. I sometimes doubt it if X really likes it or just likes it because it makes me happy. It was averagely enjoyable but then V added his fingers into the mix. And the way he fingered me was amazing……..his one finger kept rubbing my clit and I was a moaning pile of goo in seconds. I gripped his computer chair as he used his tongue and fingers on me and I came at least twice. Maybe three times.

But I was good. I did not have sex with him. Even though I wanted to.

Regardless, I think we’ll be hooking up again……I’ll keep everyone updated on how things go. :D