Jan 30th, 2004 4:20:44 pm EST
Single
Two things happenned in the last week: on Saturday I finally fucked "S" and on Tuesday my gf "M" came back home and we broke up the next day. (The first has nothing to do with the second). I think I better speak about the breakup first since that's freshest in my memory and affects me much more.

We'd been together for almost three years. I was her first boyfriend and the only person she's ever been with , so we're very close emotionally. The fact that I could've slept with other women while I was with her is because I make a distinction between love and sex. Say what you want; I can make that distinction. We'd been speaking about it a while. Last summer, she left me for three months to go see a close relative who doesn't live in the same country as we do. Before that she was quite -- I wouldn't say clingy, but she always needed me, you know. And when she came back, she started telling me that she really doesn't feel that way anymore and that she's a little more independent and didn't feel the need to "cling" to me that much. She told me that since she knew I had slept with other people before and had different experiences, she kinda wanted to have those experiences too. We had spoke about living together and getting married. She wanted to be sure though that it was me she wanted to be with for the rest of her life and that 'meeting new people' would help her make that decision, whatever that meant.

I couldn't understand where all that was coming from. I was expecting us to be even closer when she came back. The rest of the year passed and we really didn't speak about it again, but I could sense that at times she preferred to hang-out with her friends and do other stuff rather than spend all her time with me, especially coming down to the end of the year. I kinda sensed some distance. She even told me before she left the second time that the distance as good for her. She had called me while she was away and we had started talking about it but due to some 'technical difficulties' we couldn't finish the conversation.

She came back home Tuesday and called me over to her place as soon as she got home. I was surprised cus I didn't expect her to call till late that night and to not see her till the next day. The rest of her family were there when I arrived, so there could be no hanky-panky. I must say, I'm an ass-man and that girl has one fine, ass! She was wearing these tight black pants and when I saw her in them my cock got really hard. I wanted to bend her over the kitchen counter and fuck her, but I had to hold back. Trust me, it was hard doing that. We hugged and kissed and then just hung around and then I went home. The next day I saw her and she was in some new tight low-rise jeans and a strappy top. But how the day was going I thought that she wouldn't wanna go to see my new place (and break-in the bed) cus she hadn't been there before. But we eventually got there.

We lay on the bed wih all our clothes on. This was a strange feeling I must say. We hadn't done that in a while. But we eventually got to it. She climbed ontop of me and started kissing my mouth and my neck. she took her top off and then my pants. She kissed my nipples and I undid her bra. She got out of her pants and was wearing a cute blue thong that had silver stars on them. Then she pulled my pants and top off and I get onop of her. I start kissing her breasts and she takes my hand and rubs her already very wet cunt and lets out a low moan. So I kiss and rub her some more and the rest of our clothes comes off. I start rubbing my cock against her pussy and her clit and push it in a little. The head was real sensitive and her pussy was oozing by now. I put my rock-hard cock in her and she dug into my back -- I love it when she does that. It just turns me on even more. So I thrust for about a minute and to my pleasant surprise she says that she wants to get on top and ride my cock. So she rides me and her pussy just feels so good that I come in like two minutes. She seemed genuinely happy that she pleased me that much. So I roll her over and eat her out; licking her clit and she comes even quicker than I did, scratching my back again. (You really feel it in the shower).

To cut a long story short; we then had the dreaded talk and agreed that we would break up and be able to see other people while maintaining basically the same physical and emotional relationship we had. I just couldn't be in an "open" relationship, so I declined that. We fucked again before we left my place. I really miss her. She says same. She even called at 12.30 that night to say so. I hope we're doing the right thing. Right now I'm trying to arrange a rendezvous with "S" for tomorrow so I could get some from her too. It'll be fun. Next time I'll tell about that.
5 Comments
Mood: calm

masterorator (January 30th, 2004) what the hell happenned there? oops...

Logical (January 31st, 2004)
I keep going back to my man Sting "If you love someone, set them free." Yes, someone else probably came upon that wisdom well before him, but I am a child of the 80's. Give it a week and see what happens -- if you both can't get each other out of your minds, then there is something there.

masterorator (January 31st, 2004) I think it's get out of each other's pants...and I'm a Sting fan too :-)

Burbman (February 02nd, 2004)
Not sure what you're complaining about? You and the chick agree to not be together, but it's still ok to have hot sex from time to time? Um...

Chickpea981 (February 10th, 2004)
You're not the only one who can separate love from sex.