Y'all wanted some tea so here you go. I'll probably regret ever posting this later, but **** it.
It's going to be extremely long, just FYI.
Okay, so the date is August 9th, 2010. It's boiling hot outside and there's absolutely no air conditioning in my house. I had been friends with this guy for quite some time and we had hung out a few times in the past, but it was nothing really serious. I had a little bit of a crush on him, and he always flirted back with me, especially when we would text. I got a text at about 3am saying he wants to come over to my house (which at that point, he hadn't been over here yet, we would always hangout in very public places). So I hurried and texted him back, and we made plans to hangout around noon. I got a shower, fell asleep for a couple of hours, and woke up to go to a marketplace with my mom. Long story short, we spent way too much time at the marketplace and I had to reschedule our hangout for later that day.
By the time I got home, I looked a holy mess. Since I straight my hair and the heat makes it get frizzy, my hair looked like Rihanna's S&M wig, in the worst way possible. I had to hurry and wet my hair as he drove over. He got there extremely early, earlier than I had anticipated, and I had to throw an outfit together. I stalled for about 10 minutes and kept him waiting outside, which was a mistake. After I was finally ready, I ran outside, gave him a hug, and led him upstairs into my bedroom.
I hurried and put Alice In Wonderland in the DVD player as I hopped onto my bed next to him. He lit up a cigarette (which is against my house rules because we can't smoke inside, but I was feeling rebellious and horny that day, so **** the rules
) and we both smoked a little bit of it before laying down to watch the movie. Fast forwarding through about an hour of awkward "I don't want to sit too close to you or grab your hand because I don't know if you like me or not" positioning, I finally cracked and looked over at him and smiled, and said "I'm so glad you could come, I really enjoy hanging out with you". He smiled back at me, and whispered "Just kiss me already, I can tell this whole time that you've wanted to".
I slowly leaned in and gave him a quick peck on the lips, but that isn't what he wanted. He put his hand on the back of my head and pulled me closer, and we shared a deep, passionate kiss. For about 30 minutes, we just sat there making out. Finally, I said "This is just too perfect, we can do whatever you want, just let me know what you are and aren't comfortable with, okay?". He smiled and said "I'm fine with anything, make your move". We began making out again, by that point I was extremely hard and I'm sure it was fairly obvious since I was wearing the tightest jeans known to man. I slowly began to creep my hand down his chest and abs, until I finally reached his *****. I began to gently massage it, and I could immediately tell that he was rock hard. I could hear him moaning under his breath as we made out, and it was simply the hottest thing ever. He was so gorgeous, and the most romantic person I had ever had sex with.
Around this time, Alice In Wonderland finally ended, and I went to put in the latest Saw movie (a mess to have sex to, I know). When I went to lay back down, he yanked me on top of him and began grinding against me, our dicks rubbing together. He kept squeezing and rubbing my ass, and it all just felt so damn good. I hurried and took my pants off, and pulled his off as well. We lied there for a little while longer, rubbing eachother through our boxers, and making out. Finally, I slipped his off and gave him THE longest blowjob of my ****ing life. I guess I forgot that every second you keep sucking, the closer they get to *******. Anyway, he ended up *******, and it was just really awkward because I didn't know it was about to happen. He cleaned off and we went back to watching the movie until it was over.
I turned on some ****** TV show and we started talking about the most random **** for about 30 minutes. We got back to making out again, except this time it was much deeper. It's hard to explain. I've never felt like that before, I felt so happy and I just wanted him so badly. After making out again for awhile, we went back to playing with eachother. This time, he gave me a really long blowjob and it was probably the weirdest I've ever had, but it was okay. I didn't end up ******* yet though. We did a bunch of other things too afterward, but that's too much for ATRL. Anyway, he told me he was ready to have sex with me and he wanted to for a really long time. But there was one problem - I'm typically a bottom and he wanted me to top. It wasn't that big of a deal though. I put the condom on, and the first 5 minutes or so of the actual sex were really boring, slow, and a little awkward. After we started really getting into it, it got good though. I was thrusting into him pretty hard, but he was into that so whatever. We got in a really weird position where we could makeout while we ****ed, and we just kept going at it for about 30 minutes. He was extremely tight, I don't know if he had bottomed before that but damn.
Finally he told me was close to *******. I pulled out, he came, and then we just lied there in bed for about 10 minutes before I decided to get an extremely quick shower before doing anything again. I hurried, got a shower, and came back to the room. He was laying in bed waiting for me, and when I sat down, he gave me another blowjob. I finally came, and it was one of the most intense moments of my life. It was so damn good. I cleaned up and we cuddled again and sat through another movie. We got bored, went and got some food at a restaurant, and we walked around holding hands and acting like a real couple. But I was completely unsure of our status at that point. I didn't want to ask if we were dating, but I also didn't want to assume it either. He called a bunch of his friends and kept introducing me as his "man". It was really cute. It was nice to be able to be affectionate in public, as this was the first boy I've "been with" since I moved to this town in June, so it was nice seeing all of the disgusted and angry faces of the Amish and homophobic people in town. We made out in his car after we ate, and we went back to my house.
We had an intense conversation when we got back to my room, then we started made out again. By that point, my lips were so ****ing sore, and so was my tongue. It was a mess, but it was worth it. He tried to call off work for the next day so he could stay the night (he was 18, by the way), but they wouldn't let him. So we only had about an hour until he had to leave. We hurried and practically ripped our clothes off and gave eachother quick blowjobs since we probably wouldn't see eachother again for a couple of days. Finally it was time for him to leave. I took him downstairs, and we talked with my mom for a little bit. Mind you, she's extremely cool with me dating boys, so she wasn't the least bit awkward or disgusted. He had to leave, and we had a 5-ish minute goodbye kiss in his car. He told me he'd text me when he gets on the road and we'd talk later. I went back inside with THE biggest smile on my face. The biggest smile I've ever smiled in my entire life. This was all during a really dark time in my life and I was going through alot, so anything that made me smile was pretty significant. I lied there on my bed for about an hour, just smiling and trying to process what the hell just happened.
I got a text an hour or so later, saying "I had a really good time, it was so nice seeing you
". I texted him back, basically saying I had a good time too and I hoped we would see eachother again very soon. I almost instantly passed out from lack of sleep on my bed, and woke up at around noon the next day. We texted throughout the day, but it was extremely awkward. I don't know why though. He said he was going to come over in a couple of days, but none of our plans worked out. He became extremely busy with work and other things, and I wasn't going to bother chasing after someone who didn't have enough time for a relationship. So that was basically the last we ever spoke. He DID text me over a month later though, saying he really wanted to come over, but at that point I had given up and I was in the early stages of dating my last boyfriend. The funny part is last month (February), I found out via Facebook that he's dating one of my close guy friends now. The friend didn't know what happened between us, so I just let them go and be happy together.
Sorry for the novel length story. I figured it'd be more interesting than just a paragraph. Y'all can't say I haven't given you good tea now. I'll spill more later. Enjoy!
lord cleanse me now!
Please tell me you aren't into him, sis.
Yeah honestly idk who ur talkin bout sis. 
