I met up with my hot prospect tonight. Neither of us had ever been in the pub where we chose to meet, and immediately upon finding each other, decided not to stay there. Instead, we ended up walking through the nearby parklands for no less than three hours, just walking and talking. It was very pleasant. He then drove me back to my place, and once he had coasted to a stop, I requested to kiss him. So kiss we did, for the better part of half an hour, and I became increasingly aware of my arousal, which was practically turning into an ache. We ended up fondling each other too before the mood was killed by my housemate turning on the outside light. So we said our goodbyes, and he took his leave.
Fuck, I'm horny now.
About Me
- Queenie
- I am a sexually fixated young woman, who has made it her personal project for 2008 to document her thoughts, adventures, and orgasms throughout the year. Obviously, there's more to me than that, but it's pretty much exclusively what this journal focusses on. As you can probably imagine, it's explicit, so don't come crying to me if you got more than you bargained for. Really, the title alone should already let you know what you're getting yourself into by reading my self-absorbed waffles. Probably needless to say, I am free-spirited and unashamed, and think that sex should be shared and mutually enjoyed, not abused.
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