With my hand written sex diaries, I usually only add something after I have sex or a sexual experience. Well, that could make a pretty boring blog if I don't have sex for a few days or sometimes weeks. I tried writing about my life, I started an entry complaining about one of my teachers but even I didn't want to read my whining...so luckily I had sex today.
Instead of dealing with my teacher, I skipped school. Instead of driving to school I drove over to Brandon's. I had to wake him up but he didn't mind, we got in his bed when I got there and we both went back to sleep. It was almost romantic sleeping in his arms.
And we both kind of woke up at the same time around eleven. Soft morning kisses quickly turned into hot long passion filled kisses. It wasn't long before our clothes came off. I climbed on top of him (I love being on top) and felt his hard on against me. I love teasing him, rubbing myself against him. Feeling him almost inside me, his hard cock against my soft lips. Then slowly, lowering myself down on to him and his cock in me. Slowly he went deep into me. I think I surprised him as much as I surprised myself. It was the first time he had been inside me without a condom. It felt so good feeling him in me without a condom. Very slowly, I rode up and down his cock. It felt perfect, but we kind of held back, worried that he would cum. But I couldn't stop myself. I forgot about not being on birth control for the past few months. I forgot about everything I had learned in health class. I started riding him faster. He held on to my waist. Half of me wanted to feel him cum in me, it's one of the best feelings. But I remembered my health teacher saying that even before he cums there's sperm.
But before we got too much further he stopped me. He got out of bed and took a condom out of his dresser. He put it on and this time he climbed on top of me. For thirty seconds, he fucked me hard. Then he came.
We had sex again after breakfast (yes it was at noon but it was still breakfast). This time it was with a condom the whole time.
It's kind of weird knowing I was just a few seconds away from having a guy cumming in me. It's been a while since I've had completely unprotected sex. I've got to get on the pill again/find a pill that doesn't make me gain weight because it felt so much better without the condom.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Monday, February 19, 2007
Our Routine
I thought tonight was going to be pretty interesting, but instead it turned out pretty boring.
As soon as I got to work, Brandon pulled me into a corner and told me how good I looked and whispered "I can't wait to be inside of you tonight."
So I had a hard time concentrating, all I could think about was him.
After work we drove to a semi-secluded spot on the other side of the strip mall that the restaurant is in. It's kind of like our spot. It's the first place we made out one Saturday night after a few drinks a few months ago. And since then it's the spot where we've had sex more than a few times. It's kind of hidden by a few trees and a building and once most of the stores close at 9 we pretty much have it to ourselves.
It was a lot of fun at first. There was the excitement of being with new lover, the chance that we would get caught etc etc. But the last few times, it's become more of a routine or a chore. We don't even make out anymore. We used to make out for hours, now we just go straight to the back seat of his car.
That's exactly what we did tonight. We don't even say much, we just both go into the backseat of his car. He takes off my pants and panties as we kiss a little but I really wouldn't call it foreplay. He pushes his pants and boxers to his knees, puts on a condom and climbs on top of me. I spread my legs and he enters me. There's not much of a tease, not much of an excitement.
I guess the good news is that he lasted longer then last night. Not a world record or anything but it was definitely an improvement.
And while it all sounds bad, it really isn't that bad. I kind of like it. I really like being with him. I really like having him inside of me. I really enjoy fucking him and I like making him cum.
As soon as I got to work, Brandon pulled me into a corner and told me how good I looked and whispered "I can't wait to be inside of you tonight."
So I had a hard time concentrating, all I could think about was him.
After work we drove to a semi-secluded spot on the other side of the strip mall that the restaurant is in. It's kind of like our spot. It's the first place we made out one Saturday night after a few drinks a few months ago. And since then it's the spot where we've had sex more than a few times. It's kind of hidden by a few trees and a building and once most of the stores close at 9 we pretty much have it to ourselves.
It was a lot of fun at first. There was the excitement of being with new lover, the chance that we would get caught etc etc. But the last few times, it's become more of a routine or a chore. We don't even make out anymore. We used to make out for hours, now we just go straight to the back seat of his car.
That's exactly what we did tonight. We don't even say much, we just both go into the backseat of his car. He takes off my pants and panties as we kiss a little but I really wouldn't call it foreplay. He pushes his pants and boxers to his knees, puts on a condom and climbs on top of me. I spread my legs and he enters me. There's not much of a tease, not much of an excitement.
I guess the good news is that he lasted longer then last night. Not a world record or anything but it was definitely an improvement.
And while it all sounds bad, it really isn't that bad. I kind of like it. I really like being with him. I really like having him inside of me. I really enjoy fucking him and I like making him cum.
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Saturday Night
I guess last night when be a good place to start. I went to the movies with my boyfriend Brandon. He's my first what you could call serious boyfriend since I broke up with my boyfriend of two years, Jacob last year. After Jacob it seemed like my relationships never lasted longer then two weeks. For one reason or another they ended or I sabotaged them.
Not that my relationship with Brandon is a super healthy one. He's a few years older (8) and he's one of my bosses at the restaurant I waitress at. There's pretty much a rule that the owner has that the managers can't date the staff, but that didn't really stop Brandon. He was a little hesitant at first, now he just worries that someone from work will find out. So for the most part we keep things pretty much quiet at and around work. When we go out, it's usually out of the way and far away from where we work.
Like last night, instead of going to the movie theater down the street from the restaurant, we went to one twenty minutes away. For the most part I don't care, but the closer theater is brand new and is so much nicer, but it's not like we were looking at the decor or anything anyways.
In fact, we really didn't pay much attention to the movie. The theater was pretty full but we sat in the back row (my decision), and it looked like we were going to have it to ourselves until five minutes into the ads another couple sat down at the other end. It definitely ruined some of the fun. After we went to the movies last time, Brandon told me that he really wanted me to give him head in a theater. That's one of the reasons we get along so well. We're both really into getting naughty where we shouldn't.
But it wasn't going to happen this time. I swear the other couple was making out as much as Brandon and I were but I really didn't feel comfortable doing anything super visible like a blowjob. Instead my hands found there way to his jeans. First rubbing his legs, teasing him, then running my fingers across his waist and around his cock. Which, after a few minutes it was very visibly hard even in the dark. Carefully, I undid his belt, and opened up his jeans just enough to fit my hands in. I started to stroke his cock. He begged me to go down on him on him and I felt a little bad about not doing it, but I made it up after the movie.
Outside in the parking lot, while we waited for his car to warm up (he's a baby about it. It has to fully warm up before he'll drive) we started to warm up things ourselves. It started with kissing, but it wasn't long before our hands and fingers we exploring each others bodies. His hands found there way into my jeans now, rubbing underneath my panties.
I really wish he had an apartment, but he lives with his parents so we climbed into the backseat of his car. It's not the first time, and I'm sure it won't be the last time. I laid down across the backseat and he climbed on top of me. It's not exactly comfortable but I've been in a lot more awkward positions. It was still pretty cold in the car so our jeans and underwear came off just enough.
It wasn't great sex, well it's hard to describe other than it lasted less than a minute. I had him a little too worked up from the handjob. He apologized and I hate when he apologizes. The very first time we had sex, he lasted only a few thrusts and he apologized then. Most of the time he lasts at least a few minutes, but when he comes quickly he apologizes and it's always so weird and awkward.
We drove around for a while, sometimes on nights like this we end up in some secluded location. But tonight we just drove around talking. Honestly, I really wasn't in the mood anymore.
After a while, I asked him to drive me home. Sometimes I can talk to him forever, but after an hour last night I ran out of things to say.
He apologized again when he pulled in front of my house. He promised to make up for it next time.
I think I work with him tomorrow night. I think we'll both be there for the dinner shift. And if we have sex after that I'll be sure to let you know.
Not that my relationship with Brandon is a super healthy one. He's a few years older (8) and he's one of my bosses at the restaurant I waitress at. There's pretty much a rule that the owner has that the managers can't date the staff, but that didn't really stop Brandon. He was a little hesitant at first, now he just worries that someone from work will find out. So for the most part we keep things pretty much quiet at and around work. When we go out, it's usually out of the way and far away from where we work.
Like last night, instead of going to the movie theater down the street from the restaurant, we went to one twenty minutes away. For the most part I don't care, but the closer theater is brand new and is so much nicer, but it's not like we were looking at the decor or anything anyways.
In fact, we really didn't pay much attention to the movie. The theater was pretty full but we sat in the back row (my decision), and it looked like we were going to have it to ourselves until five minutes into the ads another couple sat down at the other end. It definitely ruined some of the fun. After we went to the movies last time, Brandon told me that he really wanted me to give him head in a theater. That's one of the reasons we get along so well. We're both really into getting naughty where we shouldn't.
But it wasn't going to happen this time. I swear the other couple was making out as much as Brandon and I were but I really didn't feel comfortable doing anything super visible like a blowjob. Instead my hands found there way to his jeans. First rubbing his legs, teasing him, then running my fingers across his waist and around his cock. Which, after a few minutes it was very visibly hard even in the dark. Carefully, I undid his belt, and opened up his jeans just enough to fit my hands in. I started to stroke his cock. He begged me to go down on him on him and I felt a little bad about not doing it, but I made it up after the movie.
Outside in the parking lot, while we waited for his car to warm up (he's a baby about it. It has to fully warm up before he'll drive) we started to warm up things ourselves. It started with kissing, but it wasn't long before our hands and fingers we exploring each others bodies. His hands found there way into my jeans now, rubbing underneath my panties.
I really wish he had an apartment, but he lives with his parents so we climbed into the backseat of his car. It's not the first time, and I'm sure it won't be the last time. I laid down across the backseat and he climbed on top of me. It's not exactly comfortable but I've been in a lot more awkward positions. It was still pretty cold in the car so our jeans and underwear came off just enough.
It wasn't great sex, well it's hard to describe other than it lasted less than a minute. I had him a little too worked up from the handjob. He apologized and I hate when he apologizes. The very first time we had sex, he lasted only a few thrusts and he apologized then. Most of the time he lasts at least a few minutes, but when he comes quickly he apologizes and it's always so weird and awkward.
We drove around for a while, sometimes on nights like this we end up in some secluded location. But tonight we just drove around talking. Honestly, I really wasn't in the mood anymore.
After a while, I asked him to drive me home. Sometimes I can talk to him forever, but after an hour last night I ran out of things to say.
He apologized again when he pulled in front of my house. He promised to make up for it next time.
I think I work with him tomorrow night. I think we'll both be there for the dinner shift. And if we have sex after that I'll be sure to let you know.
Welcome to my sex blog/diary
Hi, I'm Katie aka the Promiscuous Princess. Welcome to my sex blog/diary. I've been keeping a sex diary for a while, I've filled notebooks with stories about my sex life but this is my first attempt at an online diary.
The name promiscuous princess comes from a couple of different things.
Everyone thinks I'm some sort of innocent princess. In school, I get pretty good grades and most of my teachers love me. I'm a little nerdy but for reasons out of my control I'm semi-popular. I go to church on a semi-regular basis. When I graduate (I'm a senior in high school but don't worry I'm 18) I plan on going to college to hopefully become a writer or a journalism or maybe even a teacher.
But then there's the part of me that likes sex, lots and lots of sex. And I guess you could call me easy or promiscuous or even a slut but I don't really see these things as being bad things. I like sex, so why shouldn't I have it? I have a little bit of a reputation, but for the most part I could care less what people think about me.
Anyways, that's the basics. I hope you come back often and enjoy my little sex blog.
The name promiscuous princess comes from a couple of different things.
Everyone thinks I'm some sort of innocent princess. In school, I get pretty good grades and most of my teachers love me. I'm a little nerdy but for reasons out of my control I'm semi-popular. I go to church on a semi-regular basis. When I graduate (I'm a senior in high school but don't worry I'm 18) I plan on going to college to hopefully become a writer or a journalism or maybe even a teacher.
But then there's the part of me that likes sex, lots and lots of sex. And I guess you could call me easy or promiscuous or even a slut but I don't really see these things as being bad things. I like sex, so why shouldn't I have it? I have a little bit of a reputation, but for the most part I could care less what people think about me.
Anyways, that's the basics. I hope you come back often and enjoy my little sex blog.
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