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i laid down in his bed because he said it would me more comfortable than one bed with three people. so i took him up on his offer.
he later came in and sat on the bed, near my head and asked me did i want to smoke a bowl. i declined, having smoked a bowl earlier in the night and not feeling like sitting up at all. i closed my eyes and listen'd to the television and inhaled the smoke he kept blowing into my face.
after he laid down, he snuggled up beside me and stroked my arm. i didnt mind. we'd done this before, gotten cozy on the couch or on the floor.
we snuggle and make out and he says this like "you have perfectly shaped lips" or "your skin is the perfect shade of mocha". somehow, we end up making out harder than expecting.
he's up my shirt with first his hands. then his mouth. i grab at his hair and breath him in. he tries to put his hand down my pants.
"i want to taste you here. right here", he says, padding at the triangle of underwear below my belly. i keep saying "no..no..i cant". not because i dont want him to. but because there's someone else i have to think about. and im on my period.
he continues to kiss at my neck and asks permission to take off my pants. i say yes but i dont think i say it with my mouth. he kisses my stomach and my sides, my inner thighs tries to pull my underwear down.
"please?" he asks, and i say nothing but pull him up and kiss him again. he asks me if im on my period, i say yes, and he doesnt care.
he goes back down and kisses my stomach, making his way to my underwear. pulling my underwaer off in one fell swoop, he goes down on me, with precision and looks at me from below.
"do you want me to take this out?" he questions, and i say yes. he pulls out my tampon and tosses it to the side. though that's weird, something about it is hot. because he doesn't care. he just wants me. he put one of my legs above his shoulder and looks down at me.
"perfect" is all he says. i look down and all he is wearing is a tshirt. "when did he take his pants off" i wonder but that thought passes quickly.
he leans down and kisses my neck and suddenly i know whats going on. he slides inside of me, leans down again and whispers "i'll pull out."
it's like a scene right out of a movie, i feel him fill me up, but not at all in a painful way. not at all what i expected. its a satisfying, lush feeling, warm and makes me close my eyes and breath in his scent - Cool Water.
he starts breathing harder and i start breathing harder and i can feel the fire inside me getting hotter and hotter and i know he can too. just when i cant take it anymore, just when i want to make some sort of loud noise, not necessarily a scream but something like it, we both come together and he pulls out, opening his mouth and gasping. im come quietly, always, and its no different this time.
i stare at the ceiling and breath. we both sit up. smoke a cigarette. and then fall asleep to the sounds of our friends enjoying the same recreational activity in the next room.
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