Laid

*This post is purely about sex, so nothing informational here. Maybe I'll post something more productive later. Read on if you're curious about my sex life*

As you can assume from the title, I got laid. Bambi came over today around noon. He only left maybe 15mins ago. I made him toast when he came and we just talked and hung out watching the news. They found that missing Autistic kid, Avonte, in a river somewhere near College Point. Very sad and tragic. But we talked and he gave me a bottle of lube. Today was anal day. Whoohoo. He went upstairs and did our thang. We tried doggie style (as suggested by me), and it was the best sex yet. We were both exhausted and took a break. We had toast again, but this time with mango jalapeño spread. It was delicious (I'm actually having some more right now). We went upstairs and tried anal. He told me to relax and I tried. It just feels so…unnatural? We kept trying, but he stopped and said to take my time. I feel bad. I can't even please him sexually and give him what he wants. He said it was ok and we continued to fool around. I got on top and teased him to no end. He hated it, but loved it. My dominant side definitely made an appearance today. He tried once more to do anal, but to no avail. He had to leave before my parents got home, so he got together. He had been drinking a bit so he was tipsy. He took his sweet time getting dressed and leaving. It was fun, but I'm very sore. I haven't had sex in months. I forgot how great it feels with that slight twinge of pleasurable pain. I can almost feel my endorphins still flowing. It's great. Although I'm terribly hungry. I'm going to go make some more mango jalapeño toast. Now I understand why the guys are always hungry after sex. You need to replenish energy. Interesting.