Man, today has been the weirdest day for me.
My ex called me. My ex called me and said that he(FTM transition, I think I can go with he here) wanted to meet up. I said yes. Maybe I could get a chance to apologize. I don't really know what I was thinking, but I know it wasn't what it turned out to be. He came over to my place. We talked, we had emotions spill out, we snuggled a little bit. We made out, we fucked each other. We had pizza. Basically he's hated me so much for what he calls rape, making him pregnate, then acting like a jerk. Three months of him being so emotionally fucked over from getting used, and dumped. Then the whole thing of what could have happened if the zygot that lived for a short time inside him lived to full term. A few months before the break-up, he had a dream. We were getting married, and we had a baby, named Ive. Or something like that, I can't really remember. But there was one bit where he and a friend were at a store, the passed by the little section for babies, and he just stood there, crying his eye's out. I can tell that he was very much broken up and I havn't even scratched the surface.
But we fucked and snuggled and did all these things just like it was old times again. And I loved it. One of the other major emotions he was feeling was, not so much hornyness, but just wanting someone to snuggle, someone to kiss and feel skin to skin. None of his other friends are really people for touching. Suck their dicks, maybe, no snuggling. And he was really missing that feeling of being close to someone. I was always the person to provide that, his snuggle crack dealer. So he came over to my place, and we made a bit of a move towards each other. And so we had one long ass sex session full of ass.
About the baby. I know that he at one small point in time carried something inside him that could have very easily become a full grown human being. While this is techinally true, I don't really think life begins at conception. While yea, everything is there and left alone, it would become a baby. If you took it out right then, it couldn't sustain itself. But then again, with that logic, you could say that one isn't a legal human being till you get out of collage and have your own job with a wage you can live on.
That tells me something that I think I've know for a long time. I'm not human.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
I has a girl.
Remember J? I talked about her a while back, and how she is insanely hot for me. Well, I wrote a little something for all you guys.
She took her shirt off, she flung it to the floor and it made a wet smack. Still rather moist from swimming earlier, but the water only made her skin glisten more. She pressed her body against me and pressed her lips deep against mine. The moisture still contained in her bikini top made my chest cold, but then warm as she pressed her body against mine harder and harder. I started to unbutton her jean shorts, with a matching green bikini bottom showing through, both through holes rubbed off, and the strings being higher on her waist than the top of the shorts. I have to slide it off, bringing my hands down her ass and thighs.
She stops to say, "No fucking me today, ok?" She waits for a second for me to nod yes. But only for a moment before she grabs my head and continues her ravaging of my tongue with her's. She holds me tight, not wanting to let go, never wanting to let go. But I want something else. I grab hold of her neck, firmly, yet gently. No where near enough to cut of circulation or airflow, but enough to make it seem like I could. She brings her hands to mine, in some attempt to maybe escape. The look in her eyes proves to me that she is mine. Submissive to me and always will be. A cold sneer crosses my lips. I throw her onto my bed. She lands gently and looks up to see me climbing on top of her. Still that sneer on my face.
I took her legs and spread them, laying half on her with our crotches pushed together. We kiss again. I hold her head up and pull at the strings holding the bikini up then pull them down to reveal the soft mounds of her breasts. How much she's worked on her tan is obvious now. Gently, I squeeze and rub her white breasts, watching her as she enjoys her tits being molested. My mouth keeps her occupied, while my hands travel farther south. Rubbing her bikini and finding the top of her slit, she moans when I start off with her clitoris. Moving up and down and making her eyes go into far off places. Another hand makes a move towards her hip, finding the knots of her string bikini then gently pull. Full contact is possible now. Her breath is heavy and small moans become more and more common.
I take off my shirt and start to take off my pants, but she takes this time when I'm distracted to her advantage. She flips me over and climbs on top of me. Her crotch hovers above mine, and she bends over to kiss me more. Her legs are open just enough for me to reach my hand through, which I do so. I start masturbating under her, sometimes hitting up against her crotch. "That better be your fingers," she says. I reply, "I'm defiantly using my hands down here." Using my own cock I rub against her, not putting anything in, but teasing both of us quite nicely. This goes on for a while, with her pecking at my lips, and me rubbing against her lips. I can tell she likes my hand down there doing what it does. "How much do you want to fuck me?" she says, leaning back and onto my cock a little more. She really wants it, but she doesn't want to admit it. "I have half a mind to turn you over and take you right now." She looks down and moans a little before saying "Do it." I grab her right leg and swing it off of me, I climb on top of her and swing her legs back. I look her straight in the eye as I aim my cock and take the first plunge.
A deep intake of breath means that she has a new rush of feeling down there, I'm not all to sure if it's good or bad. I can tell she wants more, but she's in pain as well. I start moving in slowly in and out, she both pulls her body up and pushes towards me. I'm not all to sure if she wants more, or wants me out. I start moving faster and she decides. "It hurts," she pulls away and I fall out. "You got to stick with this, it's going to hurt your first time." I say to her. She nods, I take a finger and stick it in her, teasing her with it. It defiantly makes her more accepting when I stick it back in her. Now her moans are only of pleasure. I'm still going rather slow. Taking my time going in and out of her body. I'm still not all to sure if she is loosened up enough.
I go slightly faster, and then I hear the sigh that I know that she's enjoying it. "Harder." I let myself loose. I start to pound on her with my crotch. I start to feel the full depth of her wet moist cunt. It's all she can do to hold back from screaming in absolute pleasure. Her head rolls backwards and she lets her body do the work of giving her pleasure. She moves with me, making me hit her spot so much easier. With every stoke, she and I both get closer to ultimate pleasure. So close, our bodies pounding in time. The bed shakes and short sweet moans come out of her. My own mouth and my own body begin to betray me as I go over the edge. Deep grunts and unrelenting pounding happen as I get oh so close to the edge. I cum. And she isn't doing anything but looking at the ceiling with a smile on her face.
She took her shirt off, she flung it to the floor and it made a wet smack. Still rather moist from swimming earlier, but the water only made her skin glisten more. She pressed her body against me and pressed her lips deep against mine. The moisture still contained in her bikini top made my chest cold, but then warm as she pressed her body against mine harder and harder. I started to unbutton her jean shorts, with a matching green bikini bottom showing through, both through holes rubbed off, and the strings being higher on her waist than the top of the shorts. I have to slide it off, bringing my hands down her ass and thighs.
She stops to say, "No fucking me today, ok?" She waits for a second for me to nod yes. But only for a moment before she grabs my head and continues her ravaging of my tongue with her's. She holds me tight, not wanting to let go, never wanting to let go. But I want something else. I grab hold of her neck, firmly, yet gently. No where near enough to cut of circulation or airflow, but enough to make it seem like I could. She brings her hands to mine, in some attempt to maybe escape. The look in her eyes proves to me that she is mine. Submissive to me and always will be. A cold sneer crosses my lips. I throw her onto my bed. She lands gently and looks up to see me climbing on top of her. Still that sneer on my face.
I took her legs and spread them, laying half on her with our crotches pushed together. We kiss again. I hold her head up and pull at the strings holding the bikini up then pull them down to reveal the soft mounds of her breasts. How much she's worked on her tan is obvious now. Gently, I squeeze and rub her white breasts, watching her as she enjoys her tits being molested. My mouth keeps her occupied, while my hands travel farther south. Rubbing her bikini and finding the top of her slit, she moans when I start off with her clitoris. Moving up and down and making her eyes go into far off places. Another hand makes a move towards her hip, finding the knots of her string bikini then gently pull. Full contact is possible now. Her breath is heavy and small moans become more and more common.
I take off my shirt and start to take off my pants, but she takes this time when I'm distracted to her advantage. She flips me over and climbs on top of me. Her crotch hovers above mine, and she bends over to kiss me more. Her legs are open just enough for me to reach my hand through, which I do so. I start masturbating under her, sometimes hitting up against her crotch. "That better be your fingers," she says. I reply, "I'm defiantly using my hands down here." Using my own cock I rub against her, not putting anything in, but teasing both of us quite nicely. This goes on for a while, with her pecking at my lips, and me rubbing against her lips. I can tell she likes my hand down there doing what it does. "How much do you want to fuck me?" she says, leaning back and onto my cock a little more. She really wants it, but she doesn't want to admit it. "I have half a mind to turn you over and take you right now." She looks down and moans a little before saying "Do it." I grab her right leg and swing it off of me, I climb on top of her and swing her legs back. I look her straight in the eye as I aim my cock and take the first plunge.
A deep intake of breath means that she has a new rush of feeling down there, I'm not all to sure if it's good or bad. I can tell she wants more, but she's in pain as well. I start moving in slowly in and out, she both pulls her body up and pushes towards me. I'm not all to sure if she wants more, or wants me out. I start moving faster and she decides. "It hurts," she pulls away and I fall out. "You got to stick with this, it's going to hurt your first time." I say to her. She nods, I take a finger and stick it in her, teasing her with it. It defiantly makes her more accepting when I stick it back in her. Now her moans are only of pleasure. I'm still going rather slow. Taking my time going in and out of her body. I'm still not all to sure if she is loosened up enough.
I go slightly faster, and then I hear the sigh that I know that she's enjoying it. "Harder." I let myself loose. I start to pound on her with my crotch. I start to feel the full depth of her wet moist cunt. It's all she can do to hold back from screaming in absolute pleasure. Her head rolls backwards and she lets her body do the work of giving her pleasure. She moves with me, making me hit her spot so much easier. With every stoke, she and I both get closer to ultimate pleasure. So close, our bodies pounding in time. The bed shakes and short sweet moans come out of her. My own mouth and my own body begin to betray me as I go over the edge. Deep grunts and unrelenting pounding happen as I get oh so close to the edge. I cum. And she isn't doing anything but looking at the ceiling with a smile on her face.
New computer troubles...
I got a new computer, a brand new right out of the fucking box took the protective film off of it myself new computer.
It's got a lot of problems. Most of which, I fixed right off the bat. To name a few, it came with both MacCaffe and Norton Antivirus software. Now, these are good programs that do their jobs with excellence, but they are not for me. I remember one of the last times I dealt with Norton, it advised that you buy the professional version insted of keep the free one. They even had a little table of the diffrenced between the two. One of the more notable things on this table was that both free and paid versions detect viruses, but only the pay for version had the little checkmark that says "Removes virus". I had to deal with a program that I forget the name of, but it's probably good that I have, but I remeber the type of program it was. Ransomware. Basically, it locked you out of your computer till you paid fifty bucks. It kept you from opening any program except for internet explorer, and it had a proxy rediret there that made it only go to there site. Where you had to pay to get the full version of the program where it would remove all these viruses it was finding and let you have your computer back. I looked it up, and they made the viruses up. It wasn't good for shit, and because Norton reminded me a lot of that program, I now think Norton is shit. So I uninstalled Norton and installed Avast before even connecting it to the internet.
Then a whole merryaid of programs came next since I was connected to the internet. CCleaner VLC, foobar2000, uTorrent, Rainmeter, WinRAR, YoWindow, Trillian, and VirtuaWin. Skype was already on here and was one of the few programs I deceded to keep. Also got Irfanview as pretty much a copy of the basic file viewer of XP, which I'm upgrading from, since the standard Windows 7 one sucks. Have to press three buttons to get the actual size and can't even play gifs. I don't care that you can play video files, that why you come with windows media player, which also sucks so I replaced it with foobar2000.
Also got the new version of firefox. 3.6.something. Big leap since my old computer only had 3.0.3. So I get the new firefox, try installing all my old add-ons and we start running into problems. I had to go into the comments of one of the add-ons to find a version that works since it's creator apparently just forgot about it. Another thing is that I couldn't get the SaveSession add-on to work. I tried two diffrent add-on and reinstalling them half a dozen times, but it wouldn't work. I eventually looked up why this is, and apparently it was because I didn't have the history being saved. At all. So when ever I closed it, it was lost to the sands of time. I went over to my old computer and looked at my old version of firefox, and found that the history was never saved and the SaveSession add on worked very well. Even though I love mozilla and everything they do, I wanted to punch them in the face. So I quickly downgraded to version 3.0.10 to keep my SaveSession, and not keep my history. It's kinda funny how big they can advertize how much they want you to have the newest version of Firefox. Even with all it's features, I still don't want it.
Oh yea, and I'm fucking a fourteen year old girl. Just thought you ought to know. I'll probably make a post about that tommorow.
It's got a lot of problems. Most of which, I fixed right off the bat. To name a few, it came with both MacCaffe and Norton Antivirus software. Now, these are good programs that do their jobs with excellence, but they are not for me. I remember one of the last times I dealt with Norton, it advised that you buy the professional version insted of keep the free one. They even had a little table of the diffrenced between the two. One of the more notable things on this table was that both free and paid versions detect viruses, but only the pay for version had the little checkmark that says "Removes virus". I had to deal with a program that I forget the name of, but it's probably good that I have, but I remeber the type of program it was. Ransomware. Basically, it locked you out of your computer till you paid fifty bucks. It kept you from opening any program except for internet explorer, and it had a proxy rediret there that made it only go to there site. Where you had to pay to get the full version of the program where it would remove all these viruses it was finding and let you have your computer back. I looked it up, and they made the viruses up. It wasn't good for shit, and because Norton reminded me a lot of that program, I now think Norton is shit. So I uninstalled Norton and installed Avast before even connecting it to the internet.
Then a whole merryaid of programs came next since I was connected to the internet. CCleaner VLC, foobar2000, uTorrent, Rainmeter, WinRAR, YoWindow, Trillian, and VirtuaWin. Skype was already on here and was one of the few programs I deceded to keep. Also got Irfanview as pretty much a copy of the basic file viewer of XP, which I'm upgrading from, since the standard Windows 7 one sucks. Have to press three buttons to get the actual size and can't even play gifs. I don't care that you can play video files, that why you come with windows media player, which also sucks so I replaced it with foobar2000.
Also got the new version of firefox. 3.6.something. Big leap since my old computer only had 3.0.3. So I get the new firefox, try installing all my old add-ons and we start running into problems. I had to go into the comments of one of the add-ons to find a version that works since it's creator apparently just forgot about it. Another thing is that I couldn't get the SaveSession add-on to work. I tried two diffrent add-on and reinstalling them half a dozen times, but it wouldn't work. I eventually looked up why this is, and apparently it was because I didn't have the history being saved. At all. So when ever I closed it, it was lost to the sands of time. I went over to my old computer and looked at my old version of firefox, and found that the history was never saved and the SaveSession add on worked very well. Even though I love mozilla and everything they do, I wanted to punch them in the face. So I quickly downgraded to version 3.0.10 to keep my SaveSession, and not keep my history. It's kinda funny how big they can advertize how much they want you to have the newest version of Firefox. Even with all it's features, I still don't want it.
Oh yea, and I'm fucking a fourteen year old girl. Just thought you ought to know. I'll probably make a post about that tommorow.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Poolside Fun
Just got done making out with a girl for at least half an hour. It was awesome.
Today we had a pool party, nothing special really. We have one every Tuesday and I always get my group of friends to come over to the community pool for a few hours and party it up. It was actually rather good this time, I brought a bunch of cans of soda that were left over from my last party, some other kid brought two Rockstars, and another emptied out his cupboard of snack food to us.
Then all but me and one other kid left. I live about a fifth of a mile away from the pool, so I didn't need to go anywhere fast. There was also two other girls there, one I've met by my ex's parents were friends with her parents, and the other was her cousin. Let's call the one I already know J, now I'm pretty sure J has always had a crush on me, we tend to poke fun at each other a lot.
We were talking and poking fun at each other, then she asks me "Hey, why isn't your girlfriend here?"
I say, "She's not my girlfriend anymore."
"Oh, so you're single now?"
"Yea, what are you going to do about it?"
Then she's under me and gets right up to my mouth with her mouth. We start making out. Then she steals a plastic inflatable whale from me. We're half making out, half chasing each other for the whale. Then we start to not care about the whale so much and just start making out. I feel lucky that all the people there were there, my friend that stayed there a little longer than she was suppose to talked to J's cousin and they kept each other entertained. For half an hour while me and J were making out. Then we went behind a shed and made out some more and I felt her tits. It ended with her cousin begging them to leave because she might not be allowed to stay the night.
But I got her phone number and we're going to meet up Thursday. Probably for sex.
Today we had a pool party, nothing special really. We have one every Tuesday and I always get my group of friends to come over to the community pool for a few hours and party it up. It was actually rather good this time, I brought a bunch of cans of soda that were left over from my last party, some other kid brought two Rockstars, and another emptied out his cupboard of snack food to us.
Then all but me and one other kid left. I live about a fifth of a mile away from the pool, so I didn't need to go anywhere fast. There was also two other girls there, one I've met by my ex's parents were friends with her parents, and the other was her cousin. Let's call the one I already know J, now I'm pretty sure J has always had a crush on me, we tend to poke fun at each other a lot.
We were talking and poking fun at each other, then she asks me "Hey, why isn't your girlfriend here?"
I say, "She's not my girlfriend anymore."
"Oh, so you're single now?"
"Yea, what are you going to do about it?"
Then she's under me and gets right up to my mouth with her mouth. We start making out. Then she steals a plastic inflatable whale from me. We're half making out, half chasing each other for the whale. Then we start to not care about the whale so much and just start making out. I feel lucky that all the people there were there, my friend that stayed there a little longer than she was suppose to talked to J's cousin and they kept each other entertained. For half an hour while me and J were making out. Then we went behind a shed and made out some more and I felt her tits. It ended with her cousin begging them to leave because she might not be allowed to stay the night.
But I got her phone number and we're going to meet up Thursday. Probably for sex.
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Gothic Candy
I have a date in about an hour. Kinda scared.
About a week ago, a girl sent a picture to me on facebook. It was a close up of her tits. She was in a bra and an open jacket, but still an obvious picture of the goods. This was a new experience. I've never had a girl so obviously come on to me. I can't really remember the last time a girl did come on to me, so that was kinda new too.
I wouldn't say the girl is a slut, but she is the type to cycle through boyfriends like millionaires go through cars. And from what she says, she hasn't fucked to many guys. But I'm still going to keep my emotional distance.
Mostly going for her because I want some. We're seeing Splice, should be interesting.
Saturday, May 22, 2010
I am not a crook
I just started making my own magic card. I am into that sort of thing, but all the cards I have now seem to be a bit underpowered. I want my own cards. My own creatures and enchantments. None of this pay 4 dollars and you'll get one good card that you may or may not be able to use.
There isn't any guide to this though. So I had to make it myself.
First off, I created the card I want. I tried not to make it overtly powerful, so it seems more believable, but still would be a killer addition to any deck.
Steal the Sky 5U
Enchantment, Rare
If Steal the Sky has any charge counters on it, you cannot win the game and your opponents cannot lose the game.
Put a charge counter on Steal the Sky, add one of any mana to your mana pool. You may play this ability as an instant and as many times as needed to.
1: Remove a charge counter from Steal the Sky
You can borrow from the gods, but be prepared to pay them back.
So with this card here, we have a practically unlimited mana pool and an exchanging system to instantly get any color mana. The draw backs are obvious, you don't want to get to far in the hole because you could never dig yourself out in time to have your opponent in the hole but you still be in the positive. Even still, it should cost more than six mana. I actually got this idea in one of my government classes. Yay deficit spending.
So on to the actual chea- making part. First, I took a dremel bit to one of my mountains that I have five copies of the exact same mountain of. I made it nice and clean, a white canvas to paint on. Then I took a while and made about ten different prints onto a peice of photo paper trying to get the size and positioning right. I finally figured it out by pasting the JPEG into Microsoft word and making the sideways deminiton exactly 2.5 inches, the size of a regulation magic card. Then I just taped the card directly onto the paper, exactly over the other one. It took me a bit of thinking to come up with that. If you don't have a crappy printer, you should have trouble with it jamming. And I pressed print, and Walla!
Honestly, its not to good. My printer is a peice of crap and the card looks like shit. It bleed freaking everywhere and the thing some how managed to smear it up. The card is noticably lighter and lets a lot more light through it. And the texture the dremel tool left is nothing near the glossy paper feel of every other card.
It's shit, but its a start and I'm proud.
There isn't any guide to this though. So I had to make it myself.
First off, I created the card I want. I tried not to make it overtly powerful, so it seems more believable, but still would be a killer addition to any deck.
Steal the Sky 5U
Enchantment, Rare
If Steal the Sky has any charge counters on it, you cannot win the game and your opponents cannot lose the game.
Put a charge counter on Steal the Sky, add one of any mana to your mana pool. You may play this ability as an instant and as many times as needed to.
1: Remove a charge counter from Steal the Sky
You can borrow from the gods, but be prepared to pay them back.
So with this card here, we have a practically unlimited mana pool and an exchanging system to instantly get any color mana. The draw backs are obvious, you don't want to get to far in the hole because you could never dig yourself out in time to have your opponent in the hole but you still be in the positive. Even still, it should cost more than six mana. I actually got this idea in one of my government classes. Yay deficit spending.
So on to the actual chea- making part. First, I took a dremel bit to one of my mountains that I have five copies of the exact same mountain of. I made it nice and clean, a white canvas to paint on. Then I took a while and made about ten different prints onto a peice of photo paper trying to get the size and positioning right. I finally figured it out by pasting the JPEG into Microsoft word and making the sideways deminiton exactly 2.5 inches, the size of a regulation magic card. Then I just taped the card directly onto the paper, exactly over the other one. It took me a bit of thinking to come up with that. If you don't have a crappy printer, you should have trouble with it jamming. And I pressed print, and Walla!
Honestly, its not to good. My printer is a peice of crap and the card looks like shit. It bleed freaking everywhere and the thing some how managed to smear it up. The card is noticably lighter and lets a lot more light through it. And the texture the dremel tool left is nothing near the glossy paper feel of every other card.
It's shit, but its a start and I'm proud.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
De-Friend
My Ex defriended me on facebook.
I don't really know why I am making a big deal about this, or why it's important at all, but I'm still going to rant on about it. I mean, all I did to her is made her feel worthless every time we met, then I impregnated her, and she found out she was pregnant by, in her own words, having a body of a dead child pushed out of her. I'm not such a bad guy, I'm just a little unlucky.
I should have seen this coming, right now for all I care, she could just go jack off with her invisible cock.
I don't really know why I am making a big deal about this, or why it's important at all, but I'm still going to rant on about it. I mean, all I did to her is made her feel worthless every time we met, then I impregnated her, and she found out she was pregnant by, in her own words, having a body of a dead child pushed out of her. I'm not such a bad guy, I'm just a little unlucky.
I should have seen this coming, right now for all I care, she could just go jack off with her invisible cock.
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