klunko

Rondesvous with my fuck buddy last night. No real pretext, no games, just a "Um, what are you doing tomorrow?" Of course, she knew that this meant: "Are you getting up too early to stay up real late and fuck fuck fuck?" She says something which makes it clear that this is probably not the case. So then: "Cause I was hoping maybe you wanted to spend the night tonight." Like we're elementary school buddies, or something. She says: "Yeah, sure." Smiles. We move our knees closer to each other, and I put my hands closer to my knees.

First thing I remember this morning, I turn over in bed, her skinny-ass arms glide over my back; she's spooning me, holding me. I feel feminine and meaty at the same time; she feels strong and small. My naked body rises. The top blanket covers my dick. I have to be at class soon. I kiss her on the lips, just barely.

I pull on my flannel pajama pants, leaving them down around my hip bones, all pokey like hers. Holding my erection in the place where my abdomen meats my thigh, trying to be subtle so the girls I live with won't see me, a slink into the bathroom, get naked again, and shower. I primp myself, and feed. 40 minutes pass.

Her entire body is covered in blanket except for her feet sticking out the bottom. I laugh, quietly.

"I'm just gonna leave my keys on the table, I have to go."