all together now...
#I'm gonna get laid on saturday! I'm going to get laid, thats right! I'm going to get laid all weekend, and I'm going to get laid all night!#
Hee hee, sorry, little celebratory song there, for Catboy is coming to visit a week today, next saturday, and the assumption is that I'm going to actually get some action! This makes me insanely happy, not just because I'm getting that physical affection I crave so very much, but because I care a lot about him, he's a lovely guy, and the idea of being with him, rather than just being with someone, is enough to make me grin all over my face. I'm so excited! I can wear my corset for him! I can spend hours in the bath the morning before he arrives! I can be kissed! And stroked! And touched in all sorts of wonderful ways! And I can get my fingers and lips and skin all over him, too! It will feel sooo good to have a man to please, to be able to take him into my mouth and give him all the pleasure he could wish for.
You know, I think every girl should go without, and be single for a little while in her life, after she's known the wonders of sex so she knows what she's missing. I wouldn't expect people to self impose it, but when it happens by chance, I think its a good thing to a certain extent. I would never ever have been this happy about getting some sex, even when I was desperately in love, when I was getting it regularly. It just stops being as amazing and special.
I know it's going to break my heart if this is the last time we see each other, because he dosent "do" long distance relationships, so he only wants us to continue seeing each other if he lives nearby. He has an offer to study for a second degree at the university in my city, but he needs to find enough money to study there, so there's still a chance he might not move nearby. If he dosent, he thinks it would just be creul to see each other every now and again and remind ourselves that there is someone we want to be with, and miss. I asked him to come up this time, so it's not like he's just sauntering over, using me, and then running off again. It's me that wants this meeting, even if we can't be together properly in the future. I grab happiness while it's around. Who knows when I'll have the chance to spend a dirty weekend with a man I adore again?
So yes, I'm really excited! I hope he dosen't mind if I leap on him every five minutes. The boy wont have time to put his clothes back on before I'll be taking them back off again! I think last time he stayed, because it was for nine days, we paced ourselves and mostly only had full sex once a day, although usually once a day on top of having full sex we'd induldge in some foreplay.
I only have a single bed so we slept apart but in the mornings he'd sneak into my bed before I was awake, and I'd feel this warm body getting in next to me, skin to skin (I dont wear anything at all in bed.) As soon as I came to my senses he'd normally be drifting back off, and a sexy sleepy scantily dressed man in bed with me, snuggling up, is more than I can resist, so I'd usually delve beneath the covers and let my tongue and lips bring him gently to a slow sensual orgasm.
Two days out of the nine we didn't do anything much sexually, because one of them we we're both happy to not do anything, in the middle of the week, although we kissed and stroked and massaged each other, and the night we stayed at my parents house we didn't for obvious reasons. I think some days we had full sex twice as well. I assume because he's only here for about a day and a half this weekend though he wont mind me ravishing him at a slightly increased ratio of days to shags... from 9:7 to 1.5:3 perhaps? I'll be surprised if we do much of anything that dosent involve being in bed. Movies under the duvet, sleeping, and having sex would make the perfect weekend for me, but we may have to get up to eat pasta. I can get some strawberries and cream in though, for snacks 