so its been some monthes or so

I know it has been quite some time since I've posted, but I haven't had much to post about. I've had plenty of sex, but nothing quite interesting or amazing. I was seeing a guy for awhile, and we had some of the greatest sex ever, rough, versatile. I love switching positions. Anyway...

Last night. text at 1 am. 

"you missed a great night... again."

i was in bed. ready for sleep. 

"come over and hang out, we never chill anymore."

I thought about this. was it worth it to get up out of bed, put some make up on. fix my hair and walk over to hang out? Sure why not. I never saw him anyway, so we could just drink and chill. I get there. He's drunk. I drank quickly. trying to catch up. i hadn't eaten much, so it wasn't very difficult. Smoked a cigarette. reminisced.(spelling?) and just hung out. went into his room so he could show me some bottle that glowed in the dark. okay. hint hint. i wonder what could possibly happen next! we sat there. lights on. on his bed. listening to music and chit chatting. my pooch came running up to play and say hello. i was tackled. and so it began. making out. i think i enjoy the single life better because it's more interesting. i mean relationships are cool and all. you can change it up. but it's still the same person, same eyes, same lips, same dick, same sex. no matter how many positions, places, toys, or new things involved. Relationship sex can only change so much. Single person sex is the best, because usually you don't know if it will happen or not. It's a risk, a challenge, an adventure. Oh the good old days of single sex. 

Anyways... we were making out, pulling at each other, trying to tear our clothes off. clothes off. more kissing and pulling and tugging. mm mm good. finally. im ready. i want it. i want the sex. NOW. note: we had hooked up once before, a few years earlier. it was one of my bests. 

It was like a trip down memory lane, but more drunk. It was lusty, sweaty, rolling all over the bed.  I love when a guy can be in me, and still switch positions without losing contact. It's an amazing feeling to be rolled over and be on top, but never come off. This was a while. It happened. It ended. He told me I was cute. I went to smoke my last cigarette. I came back. hopped into bed. He snuggled up to me. it was cute. i asked him if that was his plan. he said no. it didn't matter. all of a sudden he was kissing my neck again. grabbing at me. touching me. feeling me. we went right back at it. this happened one or two more times after that. It was amazing time and time again, but my vagina was tired. it needed a break. It was 530 in the morning. i rolled over and attempted to fall asleep. a few hours went by. but around 9am he was ready to go again. so we did. and then one more time after that. i lost my shirt in the process. we chilled for a little bit. tried to fall back asleep. no such luck. so i found my pants. my bag. my phone. and my dog. and decided to walk home. 

i hope this can become a regular thing. 

no strings attached. 

we are both okay with that.

there are very few people that can actually handle NSA sex. some people say they are, but then get feelings.

ugh.

sometimes i need that late night. 

wasted.

sloppy.

booty call.

its pleasant.

what's even better is the staying the night with morning sex. 

oh how i miss my sexcapades.