A quick little update about my last post…
The pms faded a lot sooner than I thought it would. I moped around until my sister got home and when she made dinner I went upstairs to get some and then was going to retreat back to my hole in the basement (that’s where my couch & tv and everything are). But, she said she was going to join me. I can’t be miserable with her around (she has the ability to cheer me up unlike anyone else) so I caved and just had dinner upstairs with her. In no time I was back to being myself and spent much of the evening scrapbooking. I knew it would fade and eventually everything would be fine again but that just doesn’t make help ease the pain at the time.
Anyway…onto the good stuff!
Hunter and I had a delightful night together last night. When I’m with him, everything with the world feels perfect. I don’t worry about us, our future, or the other women in his life. It’s just the two of us – simply savoring every moment together.
There was a lot of pain for him last night. Granted, I think I say that after almost every night we spend togehter. There is defnitely a lot of pain in his future. Anyway, last night the pain started with clothespins on his nipples. That just can’t get old, I swear. My favorite part was when he was sitting on the couch and I straddled him, all seductive-like and when I’d lean down to kiss him it’d smash his clamped nipples – the pain making it almost impossible for him to kiss me back. Pretty much the whole time I was tormenting his nipples, his cock was rock hard. Mmmmm…..
The first time we fucked last night we went at it for quite a while (well, by my standards anyway). When I counted down from 10, Hunter wasn’t able to cum so I made him pull out. While I do enjoy when he cums, I also enjoy the painful look he gets on his face when he has to pull out without cumming. Every time he looks like he could cry. I love it! He did eventually get to cum – twice (I know, I spoil him, don’t I? hehe). The first time I made him eat it out of me. He gagged a few times – I guess it tasted worse than normal. I got quite a kick out of that. Later as we lay naked together on the couch (gosh how I love those moments!), like a pouty little boy he asked, “Will I always have to eat my cum?” I told him that no, he wouldn’t always have to – but usually.
I think he kind of doubted me when I said that though. But, I proved him wrong! The second time he came last night, I didn’t make him eat it. Why you ask? Because I’m just nice like that. Okay, maybe that wasn’t totally it. You see, I’m an idiot. Earlier in the evening I’d grabed a magic marker (it was the closest thing!) to write the list of punishments I have or will use (I know, I’m 23 and have to write shit like that down in order to remember it….I’m so screwed!) Then, I thought I’d just write a little on his body. I wrote “Man Whore” (which he definitely was before he met me) near his cock, my name on his cock, and various other scribble type things on his stomach. Then I remembered the marker was a washable one. So, as soon as our naked bodies were once again laying together on the couch I too was all blue. After we fucked my name was rubbed off of his cock but the area around my pussy was blue. Granted, I know they’re “non-toxic” but I didn’t want to intentionally have my boy ingest ink & dye. Plus, I’m sure there would have been transfer from my pussy to his face…don’t know how I would have explained that one to my sister!
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Normally I don’t get to spank Hunter all that much because most of the time we spend together is spent with my sister in the house also. But, last night she decided to vaccum while he was here!! I went to town on his ass with my hand for a bit and then the vacuum stopped. There was a huge sigh of relief from Hunter, which just made me smile to myself. See, I knew she wasn’t done. Sure enough, the vacuum started up again and I went back to town on his ass. I also laid into his balls. I rather like slapping his balls – it gets a far more dramatic reaction than when I spank his ass. He’d pull away as far as he could then try to close his legs as much as possible. When both of those things failed to prevent my hand from wailing on his balls, he’d move back and try to sit on me! I got quite a chuckle out of it. I’d instruct him to get off of me and in his totally adorable whinny voice he’d say, “But it hurts!” Too cute and oh so hot!
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Hunter got a really great internship in his hometown for the summer – which is 3ish hours away. I’m happy that he has such a wonderful opportunity but I’m not happy that he’ll be so far away for 3 months. It worries me quite a lot. I *need* time with him, and I know he needs time with me also. We’ve been seeing each other about once a week the past few weeks – usually on Saturday or Sunday. By the time Wednesday or Thursday roll around, I’m a mess. It’s usually one of those days that I start having doubts about something or another and things like that. How am I going to make it only seeing him every 2-3 weeks!?
He asked me last night if it would be okay if he took a second job over the summer as a cook at the same restaurant where Sarah – his ex-domme – works. I gave it some thought and eventually said yes, but he was *never* to be alone with her. But, I’ve given it more thought and have changed my mind. That’s a lot of time that they would be spending together – even if they’re in a group with their co-workers, it’s still time. If I lived in the area and was able to see him frequently, it wouldn’t phase me a bit. But considering we won’t be able to see each other very often, I don’t want him spending that much time with the only other domme he’s ever had. Like I’ve said before, I’m not afraid of him physically cheating on me, but of him developing feelings for her once again. I’ve had the argument with myself – if you don’t trust him enough with her then really what does that say about your relationship? But, why create a situation for that to happen? If someone is tempted by something, they take efforts to avoid that thing – they wouldn’t take a job where they’re with that thing every day. I’m not saying he is actually tempted by her at the moment, but who’s to say that couldn’t develop after seeing her day after day after day? Plus, if he wants to make a little extra money (which he claims is the reason he wants this job), then I’m sure he’ll have no problem finding another job in his area as a short-order cook.
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Tentatively, we’re planning that I will meet Hunter’s friends this coming Saturday. They’re having a party at his place on Saturday night. It should be rather interesting. I wasn’t nervous before about meeting his friends but now that this thing with Alicia has come to light, I am a little more nervous about it. I asked him how he thought she would react and he said he hadn’t thought about it (what a guy!) He wasn’t sure if she’d do anything, though he did say she can be pretty unpredictable when she’s drunk. He did think there may be some caddy comments from some of the other girls in the group. Seriously? Aren’t we supposed to be adults – have some level of maturity? It feels like fucking high school all over again.
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I want to end on a positive note – things are really going well and I am genuinely happy. We were watching “Wild Things” last night and when the cheesy 3-some scene was about to come on I told him to watch ’cause there would be some girl-on-girl action going on. It didn’t even phase him – he said he wanted was me. At another point during the movie they had a cool shot of a house and he said, “That’s what our house should have!” He said OUR 
