Friday night was a very good night. She is in town and came to my bar with me. I fucked her in the bathroom and it was amazing. I missed her like crazy and it’s been a really long time since I fucked a girl. Her kisses make me melt and she is so beautiful that I can’t take it. The good thing about both being girls is that we can get away with going to the bathroom together without anyone being suspicious. I fucked her with my fingers up against the wall and watching her come and feeling her pussy clench and throb around my fingers was just what I needed. And wanted.
I left the bar and got a text from The Bruiser, who had not spoken a word to me for the entire 5 hours that we were sitting in the same bar. “Come over and bring beer.” His roommate has banned me from the house for reasons unknown, so getting in and out is like a stealth mission. I do as I’m told, stopping to buy beer and then sneaking in as quietly as possible. I walked up to his room and wasted no time in putting his cock in my mouth. We fucked long and hard, for hours and hours, not passing out until sometime after noon. I snuck out around 5:30 PM, when his roommate was taking a nap. No one can know I was there.
And today I am battered and bruised and sore and happy. I have bruises all over my body. My pussy is sore as fuck. And I think I’ll have a nice long masturbation session before going back to sleep. Because there’s no such thing as too many orgasms.
I'm Britni, a snarky bitch and generally awesome person. I write about sex, love, and bullshit. If sex-positivity, discussions about BDSM and kink, queer issues, and topics that are completely inappropriate by society's standards make you uncomfortable, then this blog is not for you.
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I want to be the bruiser.