urg, I feel bad about being gone for so long >.< article published about sororities and hazing. Given that I'll be entering college in the fall, this is more than a little disturbing. And the sorority's letter to alumni is absolutely ridiculous! "One of her friends punched our President, Lauren Werkiser in the face causing our sisters to obviously react and throw her head into the wall." This is how things get out of hand, people! It had to have started from something else, because almost no one punches someone else randomly. And they try to play down their response, but "throw her head into the wall" just sounds scary and violent... Well, sororities ftw, eh? Good thing I'm not planning on joining one. And, of course, to keep things fair, anyone care to weigh in on their positive (or negative) sorority experiences?
And I'm no tweenager, but I'll admit to have watched Disney's Hannah Montana show a few times. What can I say? Girl's got spunk. She interviews alright too, though the accent bugs the hell out of me. But honestly, the "indecent" pictures just published in Vanity Fair Aren't That Bad. They really are reminiscent of some of the Renaissance depictions of Venus in the sea, with the wet hair, pose, sheet, and whatnot. I personally don't like her face (meh) because her lit cheek just overpowers the rest of her, and she looks completely different. I rather doubt they were going for the Venus look, but with any other model it probably would've been fine and not the Disney scandal of the century. oh, wait, that was Britney! Silly me ^.^
-Curious
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
got some catching up to do...
So sorry it's been so long! It's just, with school work and everything else, I haven't had time. And my school's blocking program rivals that of most Asian countries, so I go through proxies and such to get here. And I missed my first class today, Physics, because I thought today was Thursday. Whoops. Luckily, I think the teacher's got a decent opinion of me. Although I can't tell if he's looking at me, y'know, like that, or if it's just his crazy eyes...
Happily, stuff *has* actually been happening with Patrick. We're seniors, so we're making the most of our last few months, and still trying to work out college plans. And Prom was last weekend, but we didn't actually do anything prom night! Rather, he teased me a bit, and played with my clit, but that's not anything, really. But the night before was amazing. He heard from a friend on his hall that the bathrooms in this place are actually pretty decent for couple-y business, since they don't check them and they're pretty clean. The admin is pretty obsessive, and we're not allowed on the "exterior" of campus after dark. So yes, several weeks of almost total abstinence culminated in that little bathroom.
We checked for people around us first; the last thing we needed to do was be seen. The coast was clear; I practically shoved him into the bathroom and against the nearest wall. He told me he loves it when he can tell I want it. He'd been complaining that he had no pictures of me, and just *happened* to have a camera on him, so there was a little bit of strip-play. Not that it lasted very long, he got extremely distracted when I pulled down my bra. Quickly, he bent down and sucked almost an entire breast into his mouth (they're smallish B's, I'm a skinny chick, I guess). But all that warm, wet heat is just amazing, and he has a lovely huge tongue, good for lapping. While he's sucking on one, he begins pinching and pulling the other, sometimes twisting or flicking the nipple. I want more and I'm dripping all over my pants (who needs panties?). I quickly undo the button and shove his other hand down the front. He gets the idea immediately.
He plays with my clit a little bit, and slides his finger tips up and down the entrance, but never in. He brings his fingers up to my mouth and kisses me, and we get those fingers pretty damned clean. We drag the rest of my clothes off; they're laying in a pile in the corner, and I grab boy's shirt. Kid looks damned good without a shirt, nice broad shoulders, and somewhere in the middle of lean and muscled. He lays me out on the floor, warm soft skin against that cool, tiled surface. I'm pretty much pulling his hair at this point, so he shoves his tongue against my clit. There is possibly nothing better than watching a guy's face when he's going down and loving it. He adds a finger and, quickly, two more. I'm usually crazy tight, but it's so wet down there, everything is just sliding around. He reaches in farther than I ever can, reaching straight for my G-spot. Now, I'm stretched out in his lap so he can reach my breasts and pussy at the same time. Boy's some kind of genius and the world is a very happy place for my right now. His hand starts to crap up a bit, so we change positions. Think doggie style but with him kneeling behind, licking my pussy again and adding another finger. It's almost his entire hand. Usually, my hymen*'s not this stretchy, but I think we've been loosening it up. He can hit my cervix like this which is supposed to be painful (yes?) but I rather enjoy it. (I'm hoping I'll be one of those crazies who orgasms during pregnancy.) I've come so much by now, his wrists are both probably screaming for a break.
In a lull, I start working on his belt. Poor guy's been stuck in there for a while. He pulls his pants down, just low enough to cup his balls. Boy starts getting to work and I lick up the precum. He's measured slightly above average, and he seems rather wide, not that I'd know, and circumsized. Either way, it's a damned pretty penis. I suck on him a bit, and play with his balls, but he mostly takes care of it. What can I say, I fail at head. My mouth's too small, or my teeth too big, or maybe it's a bad angle. But he cums pretty quickly, warning me beforehand so I can wrap my mouth around his head. He tastes fine, faintly bitter. As long as he kisses me afterwards :p Really, it makes him feel bad, but I don't care. He does up his pants right afterwards. Do all guys hate hanging out after they've cum? He always gets at least his boxers back on almost immediately. He asks me if I'm done, since I'm usually sore as fuck by now. My pussy still wants more though, which he quickly takes care of. I know I'll be sore the day after, but that was a good hour and a half.
He's exhausted, so we split early. I sign early check and go back to my room to hang out, and he plays WOW. Damn, life's good. The night was mostly physical, but I've got needs...
*I have a lovely septate hymen, so I can still do all this stuff. I'd just pull it out, but it's too thick for that. My mother calls it my chastity belt, so I'll schedule a gynecologist visit when I'm 18, probably.
I realized that I never actually posted the second part of the Virginia trip. It's just saved as a draft. I should get on that...
Happily, stuff *has* actually been happening with Patrick. We're seniors, so we're making the most of our last few months, and still trying to work out college plans. And Prom was last weekend, but we didn't actually do anything prom night! Rather, he teased me a bit, and played with my clit, but that's not anything, really. But the night before was amazing. He heard from a friend on his hall that the bathrooms in this place are actually pretty decent for couple-y business, since they don't check them and they're pretty clean. The admin is pretty obsessive, and we're not allowed on the "exterior" of campus after dark. So yes, several weeks of almost total abstinence culminated in that little bathroom.
We checked for people around us first; the last thing we needed to do was be seen. The coast was clear; I practically shoved him into the bathroom and against the nearest wall. He told me he loves it when he can tell I want it. He'd been complaining that he had no pictures of me, and just *happened* to have a camera on him, so there was a little bit of strip-play. Not that it lasted very long, he got extremely distracted when I pulled down my bra. Quickly, he bent down and sucked almost an entire breast into his mouth (they're smallish B's, I'm a skinny chick, I guess). But all that warm, wet heat is just amazing, and he has a lovely huge tongue, good for lapping. While he's sucking on one, he begins pinching and pulling the other, sometimes twisting or flicking the nipple. I want more and I'm dripping all over my pants (who needs panties?). I quickly undo the button and shove his other hand down the front. He gets the idea immediately.
He plays with my clit a little bit, and slides his finger tips up and down the entrance, but never in. He brings his fingers up to my mouth and kisses me, and we get those fingers pretty damned clean. We drag the rest of my clothes off; they're laying in a pile in the corner, and I grab boy's shirt. Kid looks damned good without a shirt, nice broad shoulders, and somewhere in the middle of lean and muscled. He lays me out on the floor, warm soft skin against that cool, tiled surface. I'm pretty much pulling his hair at this point, so he shoves his tongue against my clit. There is possibly nothing better than watching a guy's face when he's going down and loving it. He adds a finger and, quickly, two more. I'm usually crazy tight, but it's so wet down there, everything is just sliding around. He reaches in farther than I ever can, reaching straight for my G-spot. Now, I'm stretched out in his lap so he can reach my breasts and pussy at the same time. Boy's some kind of genius and the world is a very happy place for my right now. His hand starts to crap up a bit, so we change positions. Think doggie style but with him kneeling behind, licking my pussy again and adding another finger. It's almost his entire hand. Usually, my hymen*'s not this stretchy, but I think we've been loosening it up. He can hit my cervix like this which is supposed to be painful (yes?) but I rather enjoy it. (I'm hoping I'll be one of those crazies who orgasms during pregnancy.) I've come so much by now, his wrists are both probably screaming for a break.
In a lull, I start working on his belt. Poor guy's been stuck in there for a while. He pulls his pants down, just low enough to cup his balls. Boy starts getting to work and I lick up the precum. He's measured slightly above average, and he seems rather wide, not that I'd know, and circumsized. Either way, it's a damned pretty penis. I suck on him a bit, and play with his balls, but he mostly takes care of it. What can I say, I fail at head. My mouth's too small, or my teeth too big, or maybe it's a bad angle. But he cums pretty quickly, warning me beforehand so I can wrap my mouth around his head. He tastes fine, faintly bitter. As long as he kisses me afterwards :p Really, it makes him feel bad, but I don't care. He does up his pants right afterwards. Do all guys hate hanging out after they've cum? He always gets at least his boxers back on almost immediately. He asks me if I'm done, since I'm usually sore as fuck by now. My pussy still wants more though, which he quickly takes care of. I know I'll be sore the day after, but that was a good hour and a half.
He's exhausted, so we split early. I sign early check and go back to my room to hang out, and he plays WOW. Damn, life's good. The night was mostly physical, but I've got needs...
*I have a lovely septate hymen, so I can still do all this stuff. I'd just pull it out, but it's too thick for that. My mother calls it my chastity belt, so I'll schedule a gynecologist visit when I'm 18, probably.
I realized that I never actually posted the second part of the Virginia trip. It's just saved as a draft. I should get on that...
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