Relief Comes Slowly

Being full-time in college and overwhelmed with work and social predicaments sucks ass. As does trying to keep breathing room between us, lest we (Ninja and myself) get too absorbed in each other (again) and block out other important things.

But, you know, that's just the way it is now.

A few nights ago Ninja came over to spend the night with me. It was a somewhat random event; he called at 11pm saying he was coming over. I'd already gone to bed, growly and dressed extravagantly in my blue, fuzzy robe. As such, we squished into my single-person bed and snuggled.

And he kissed me goodnight, but I did not stop kissing him. His hand was on my hip, and he grabbed me hard, and that roused me immediately. Making out and slithering together like snakes, so hot.

Being on the rag, I had my menstrual cup in. But don't let the label fool you; it is physically possible to have sex with it inserted and not make a mess. Just takes a bit of practice. And funny positioning.

We were a bit sloppy this time around, though... my fault. You see, in the midst of the deed, I got reminded of the overwhelming desire to blow him. So I hopped off (I'm sure he had a confused look on his face, I could certainly hear it in his voice when he asked me what I was doing) and grabbed his cock and started doing what I wanted to do.

Something about tasting myself on him, it pleases me. Mmm.

I didn't get to the finish line, though... he brought me up from the depths saying I was doing a good job but that he wasn't going to come. Damn it. It had only been a couple minutes anyway! Guess he was in a hurry.

So I admit I was pissed, but not for too long. We went back to spooning and by default my mind was swiftly blanked and, well, you know how things end. With sweating and snuggling and smiling.

At least my vag can do a better job than my mouth.