I’m in my last few days of University before I go on a month long holiday, then move to the other side of the country for my graduate job, but I’ve been with a local guy for two months now. We’re having fun for now but once I go, our hearts are gonna break. George is 23, a regular gym goer, neatly bearded and the sweetest eyes you’ll see. I’m 22, short, with apparently fantastic ass and legs, small boobs but I’m only small so they go. I live for nudity so whenever possible, I’m naked in my dorm room, and a lazy fuck, so always in bed. I live in a flat with three other boys, otherwise it’s nudity all the time.
Author: tiptaptiptapbye
[FM] The last time we fucked (m25, f22) [long]
I should had said no. They told me that he doesn’t deserve me. He told me himself that I’m too good for him. I don’t care though, I want him.
When I try to be strong and remember the ways he hurt me, my mind strays back to those rare, tender moments… meeting me with a wolfish grin at the door, pulling me closer to him at night, the sickly sweet pet names whispered straight into my ear. Those long nights crying into my pillow seem so distant, tears so dry.
I shake myself mentally and focus on the now, focus on the fact that we’re lying on his bed, staring into his eyes. They soften around me, harden when he’s scared. That’s why he pushed me away, I tell myself, he was scared. His voice brings me back, ‘I missed you’, he whispers.
My heart drops, then leaps. I don’t know what to say. I don’t. His hands reach towards me, and his eyes stay soft. I want that look to be mine, and mine only. His hand reaches out and I desperately need him to touch me, he brushes an imaginary hair out of my eyes and I’m gone. I’m his and he knows it.