He is just soooo gorgeous!!

Oh yeah, I did it again! I might have told you about the dance on last friday, well, long story short, I was drunk. Bottom line, me and my roomie thinks the same guy is superhot(which he is btw, really really gorgeous!). Well, to my story, this was the night of ultimate hook up and being shitfaced! Me, as I am usually not an exeption, was drunk too(not shitfaced, it didn’t get that far, I was too busy!!), well, we had this preparty, and ofcourse(well, let’s call him the german boy) the german boy was there, we hang with the same people so there wasn’t any big deal! Me and my roomie got drunk, as I have allready told ya, and he got more and more interested in talking to us, BOTH of us.. Confusing, well, as the girls we are we went to have a pep-talk in the restrooms. Topic? Which one of us should go for him, and which one of us does he want? We decided, as the idiots we are when drunk that he decides, I said, no bad feelings if he choose you, and she almost said the same thing back! Have you guess the outcome of this story yet? Well, off we go down to the real party, all 100+ of us! Packed auditorium, loads of people, loud music and cheap wine and beer. We danced, he danced, with us, with me, with her, and with me, then he kissed me! In my head: “SHIT, FUCK, SHIT, Oh god he is so hooooot!!!” Even longer story short, I went with him to his room, turned out he’s not just gorgeous, but he is so nice as well, problem now: kinda have some butterflies in my stomach whenever I see him, and hoping to see him wherever I go, I feel like I’m in this really bad soap-opera, cause everywhere I go, I meet him! Fancy that(does that EVER happen in real life??) We make eye-contact, a little flirting but nothing more, I really want something more, does anyone wanna give me some input on this one? I have no idea, I feel lost in my own little fantazy and I have no idea what to do except wait and flirt! HELP me!!!

Kiss kiss kiss (yes I wanna kiss him again!)

Betty!!

(btw, I just feel this is the most unmature post I have written in ages, I feel though, like I am 14 right now, and had a little hope in my mind that would go away as I grew older, but now it’s here again, even at my age!)

On the road again

I am talking about the road of single life. I am single, in my best years and a good way to just ignore a broken heart is to just f*** around. Betty did it, why should not I? As a girl, I have no problem getting laid. If I want sex, I can just go out, begin to talk with some random dude and it will be done. It is really that easy. I have tried. And I who thought these things only happened on TV.

I am a student. At the moment I live alone a city. It is technically my apartment, so I have loads of freedom. Therefore, I can go out whenever I want and lately, I really have been going out. I love dancing. When I dance I am a cat and not to brag off, but I am attracting when I dance. Anyway, dancing is a great way to get to know somebody. If a man can dance, he is more likely to be good in bed. If the physical attraction is right on the dance floor, chances are that they are in the bed room too. I like just dancing my way through the dance floor. If you start dancing with somebody, it is really easy to get a little intimate with that person and end up spending the rest of the night at his (or hers) place. For a long time, I haven’t done anything about these random meetings and exchanging of body heat, but a while ago, I did. I was out, dancing a little away from my friends when a guy started to move up behind me. At first, I just ignored him, but then I thought, what the hell. I can’t know if I am ready unless I try, so I went for it. The dancing went little by little from normal dancing to intimate. When we kissed, I knew it was done… We continued a little while before I drag him over to the bar. Then we went home to his place.

When I go out, I am totally sober. I like to have control over myself when I am out and especially if I am going to sleep with someone, I wouldn’t like to ruin that because I am drunk. Moreover, people generally are more attractive when they are sober and have the guts to flirt without being drunk first.

So, how was it. It was nice. Kissing in the hall. Undressing ourselves as we went to his bedroom, kissing. We tumbled into his bed in our underwear, kissing, me on top, he reaching out to put his hands under my bra, taking it off, touching my breasts, licking them, biting my nipples. The foreplay was quick, but I came. He fingered me, I went down on him, then we did it. Me on top, doggy, and my favorite, a form of doggy with me on my knees on the floor leaning on the bed with him close against me. He came in that position. We went to bed afterwards, naked. He fell asleep and I got dressed and left. It was four in the morning and I headed home. I like going home late at night. At four/five, most of the clubs are closed (I live in a place where they normally close at three) so the streets are deserted. Entering my apartment, I didn’t want to sleep, so I made myself a cut of tea and went out in the balcony. I think I neededthis night. Even though I don’t need the affirmation of men to know I am attractive, it makes me feel better. I have still got it (tsss). I just needed to verify that.

Love Mandy