It had been a few days since I had met with Barrett. I had told my boyfriend I couldn't find Barrett, and so never confronted him. That was a lie. But I couldn't bring myself to tell him the truth. Luckily, Barrett seemed to be leaving me alone. Though he kept on bullying my boyfriend, and from the sounds of it, things had gotten worse. I tried to keep Barrett out of my mind, so I changed the topic whenever Joey mentioned Barrett.
Tonight, my boyfriend took me out on a date. I wore a sexy black dress, and we went out to dinner. It was a good dinner, we talked and laughed, and had a good time. Afterward,s we went to his dorm and started making out before the door was even closed.
He had me lying on my back on the bed as he stripped me down and kissed my naked body up and down. Mmmm, Joey was always so sweet. Even as I thought that, the thought of Barrett being aggressive crossed my mind.
I quickly pushed thoughts of him away, though, as Joey stripped down and climbed on the bed over me. I put his cock on my body to tease me, and I smiled, but it was a weak smile. His cock felt rather small on my body for some reason. I had always been excited before...
He grabbed my waist and pushed his cock into my pussy, moaning as he entered me, and I giggled with pleasure. It was good to have him inside me again. Barrett was right about one thing: I did enjoy sex with my boyfriend.
He leaned down and kissed me, his body on mine. My boyfriend and I only ever really had sex in missionary position, which was fine. We kissed as he began to thrust into me, his cock in my pussy. It always felt like a perfect fit, him inside me. But as he fucked me, I couldn't help but wonder what it might feel like to be stretched out just a little more...
Again, I pushed the thoughts away as I hugged my boyfriend while we fucked, his body on mine as we gently rocked the bed. The bed never really made any noise as we fucked. My boyfriend is so sweet, and he always keeps a steady pace.
We kissed over and over as he rocked me back and forth, then after a couple of minutes, he pulled away and moved to sit by my face. I opened my mouth and put his entire cock in it. Strange, it didn't quite fill my mouth like it normally did...
It didn't take long at all for him to orgasm; he practically started to cum as soon as his cock was in my mouth. A few quick shots of cum down my throat, and he was done, satisfied. He pulled away, and I licked my lips. I had never really considered the taste of his cum, it honestly just kind of tasted like him, I guess.
But today it left me feeling rather strange. It tasted fine, but I wanted it to taste great, amazing, wonderful... It tasted just fine though, and that's ok...
He lay down beside me, panting gently as he hugged me, and I hugged him back. He always gets so tuckered out after sex. I normally stayed up, though. Sometimes I might watch tv or go on my phone. Tonight, though, I just lay with him in the darkness of the room, feeling him falling asleep beside me.
This is fine... It's all fine...