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Blog #83

Meh, Saturday.

 

 

 

I woke up this morning with my arms around Shelly's neck again.

I love cuddling her when we're in bed together - it makes me feel so loved and secure.

 

Of course - cuddling leads to other things.

Lmao, we proper need to learn to keep our hands off each other.

At least it was only finger fun - 10 in the morning is too early to be eating muff for breakfast. :)

 

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Nana made pizza for lunch - but bodged them.

The first thing Shelly said was that they were undercooked. I wasn't overly arsed, so I just started eating this semi-frozen pizza.

 

I told Shelly to go ask nana to warm it up some more - but she was too scared to.

This really aggravated me at the time - to the point where I had to go and ask her.

I got so worked up, and so did she - up to where neither of us wanted to even eat them.

 

I only ate half of mine, Shelly only ate half of hers.

They ended up going to the seagulls outside.

 

Perhaps I can understand why she was afraid to ask - but it was a proper stupid thing for us to argue over.

This must be avoided in the future.

 

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Shelly was going to stay tonight as well - but her mam decided to be a slag and demand her home at 4:30.

So I was left by myself.

 

I just dissolved back into my Bully addiction.

My Wii play account says I've played it for almost 10 hours today.

 

I was playing it when Shelly was round. I was laid on her tummy. :)

I've started to blart her a lot now. Her tummy sounds a lot different to Ash's.

Ash tenses up when you do it to her though, so it's not as loud and blarty. :)

 

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Blog #77

RAW CARROTS 

 

 

I awoke at around half 7 to start with. I was later told that I had my arms around Shelly's neck and she had to wake me up to get me off her. :)

I went back to sleep - then grandad woke us up at around half 11.

 

The clocks went forward today - so I've had to faff on with my phone and everything else.

I still need to sort out my Wii and my DS. I'll have to do my Gamecube when I get home.

Thank fuck my PC sorts itself out.

 

I didn't get a Sunday lunch last week - so I was quite looking forward to today's.

Shelly was surprised by my nana's Sunday tradition - coming in with some meat on a fork for a taste. She's always done it, and as far as I'm guessing - she always will. :)

 

Rofl - Shelly eats about a half to a third of what I do - yet my nana gave her a 'Dixie-sized portion'.

In effect, she got more than me because I don't eat as many vegetables.

 

Shelly now thinks I'm even weirder because I hate cooked carrots - so I have a few raw slices on my Sunday lunch. Yes, even with gravy. I don't care if it sounds strange - it be what I like. :)

 

All day I had to put up with her randomly exclaiming:

"RAW CARROTS!"

 

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After lunch, I ate some Vienetta ice-cream, then went back to CTR.

Nana and Grandad were watching films all day - so we took advantage of being left alone.

 

It's so difficult to concentrate on time trials when someone has their fingers inside you. :)

I had to pause it eventually.

 

I discovered something else that does it for me: watching someone finger me in a mirror.

I don't look at my face - though when I did see, I look proper mental when I'm aroused. :)

 

I also discovered that with hands the size of mine - it's a pile of piss to fist someone.

I managed to get all four of my fingers AND my thumb inside Shelly - easily.

She managed four inside me - but she did make me bleed again - and it did hurt a little.

 

I panicked later - as I'd bled on the sheets.

I decided I would keep that a secret - as I was a bit too afraid to admit it to nana.

 

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Shelly left at around 9, I showered, washed my hair with the raspberry awesomeness - then continued on with CTR.

I got it completed. :)

I never thought I'd be able to get all of the shitty purple tokens - but the purple gem cup was a pile of piss.

 

You have to race all of the bosses at once, on all four boss tracks.

It's weird - the first boss was the hardest, and the final boss was the easiest, as he kept coming 5th.

 

So aye, I have another gold completion on my Backloggery. Another shiny 100% completion.

I wish all games said 100%. It would be very nice to see. :)

 

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Blog #76

Sleepover With Shelly 

 

It was decided earlier in the week that Ashleigh was going to pick Shelly up on the way to my nana's.

In effect - Ashleigh couldn't come, which originally meant that Shelly couldn't either. Thanks to her ability to persuade however, Shelly did end up coming.

I'd even asked my nana if she could spend the night - and she agreed. :)

 

I woke up and showered, tidied up my room and ate some Super Noodles.

They weren't very nice though. I've discovered that I'm not so partial to the chicken chow mein flavour. :(

 

ROFL. Before Shelly arrived - nana came in my room when I was updating my blog.

She sits on the bed and says to me: "No HANKY-PANKY. 'Coz grandad doesn't know!"

I proper cringed, but at the same time I pissed myself laughing. How the frig does my nana even know?! :)

 

Hanky-panky. Lmfao. Seriously. Old people and their funny terms.

 

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Shelly came and we laid on the bed together for a while.

We cuddled for a while and made out a little.

 

I returned to my Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles addiction.

Shelly didn't mind - she was still laid beside me cuddling me.

I completed two more dungeons. Two I'd already done - as you progress, the myrrh trees replenish themselves - which is pretty mint. There's new items and artifacts too. :)

 

Nana bought us some Pom-Bears and Reisen and we drank shitloads of apple juice as we completed Streets Of Rage for the 2nd time.

This time, we DID get the good ending.

I ALMOST managed to do it without losing a continue too - but the final boss made me lose my last life and I had to continue. The fucker. I was so close too. :(

 

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Of course, Shelly can't keep her hands off me for very long. :P

Saying that, I can't resist her all of the time either.

 

She soon had her hands down my trousers and her head on my chest. I returned the favour to her - though we didn't get TOO involved, as it was dangerous, what with nana lurking about, and with these paper-thin bungalow walls.

 

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After checking my Backloggery - I finished off Crash Bandicoot 2.

I only had one clear gem to get - the stupid box gem in Piston It Away.

I proper didn't think I would do it - but I managed it on my 2nd attempt at the level.

 

The technique is to jump on the forbidden skull platform, then purposely die.

If you run past it then die, it'll disappear.

 

So, that was another 100% for me.

 

I then wanted to complete Crash Team Racing - knowing I was at around 50%.

I played an arcade game with Shelly - and she didn't like it very much, so she laid beside me as I played through adventure mode.

She pissed herself every time I crashed into shitty walls on the hub levels.

 

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I got to around 80%, knowing I only had the shitty purple CTR tokens and some random relics left.

Nana made us some cheeseburgers and micro chips - which were rather delictable.

 

Shelly begged me to play World Tour with her.

I proper wasn't in the mood to play Guitar Hero - but we played a 6 song gig - Expert lead and Hard bass.

 

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When it got to around 11 - we decided we'd go to bed.

Of course, we didn't sleep. :)

 

Both of us having pyjamas with button-up shirts help enormously if one is partial to a bit of tit. :)

 

I swear to God, she proper exhausted me so badly last week, I haven't been able to cum much at all during the week when I masturbated.

She couldn't even get me to cum until she gave me anal. :)

Lmao, I can't stop myself from coming if she does that.

 

Obliging to my desire of wanting to be dominated - she started kissing me roughly, pinning me to the bed as she climbed on top of me.

I will admit, I was fucking terrified when I saw her looming over my face - then the whole room went black. Couldn't see a fucking thing. :)

 

I prefer to be on top - I know my presence is nowhere near as scary.

She is twice the size of me - and I'm FRAGILE. :)

 

But of course, I secretly enjoyed being ruled.

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Blog #67

Never Been Naked For This Long! 

 

 

I sat with Michaella today on the college bus. Her lesson starts at 10:30, and mine starts at 10:00, so we sat around on the tables together - until her other mates turned up and she slyed off with them.

It happens every time, I don't know why I bother with her sometimes.

 

Either way - as I do, as it says in nearly every blog - I played SOLITAIRE LOL.

I'm at the $50,000 mark now.

It's annoying though, because I've lost so much more than I've won, my avarage money per game is summat daft like -$40 a game. Though the more I seem to be winning, the number's going down.

I'd like to get it back to $0.

 

Ashleigh came in at about 9:30, and we went up to 4th floor.

Now usually, the door is always locked to the Mac room - so we sit outside it - but today it WAS open - though due to force of habit, we were sat outside it ANYWAY.

Felt like a proper knob when some randomer comes by and opens the door.

Danny, Ash and I were amused though.

 

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For the start of the lesson, I uploaded all of the photos from Wednesday's shoot - made some contact sheets for my sketchbook, then started cropping down the best ones and adjusting the levels.

They actually didn't turn out as bad as I did expect.

 

Shelly appeared about 10 minutes late.

She's always late on Fridays.

She comes in, puts her head on the desk and sulks.

 

I initially wonder what's wrong - until Danny and Michelle exclaim that she smells of cigarettes.

Ashleigh shakes her head and I just sit and despair her - she'd almost made it to a week without them. :(

 

She also told me she'd came on her period.

Previously in the week - she'd said that we wouldn't be able to have sex if she did.

So I was disappointed about that as well.

 

I'd woken up in a lapse, and to then add disappointment to that made me really upset.

I spent the whole lesson listening to sad songs on my iPod like Bother and Vermillion Part 2.

 

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After the lesson, Ashleigh had to go and see her tutor about her UCAS application.

Shelly and I were waiting outside the lift - she had a whinge to me about how she'd made a mistake and why couldn't I forgive her.

 

This made me angry - becuase it feels like if I ever do anything wrong, I can't be forgiven for it. If I ever do anything wrong, anything at all - I HAVE to be punished for it. I'm never forgiven - so why should I forgive anyone else?

 

I told her this and she cried - so she went into the 4th floor toilets away from me.

I needed some time alone, so I walked out of college and started walking into town.

Shelly rang me when I was just about to get onto Albert Bridge - so I sat on a concrete block near the road and waited.

 

She cuddled me and said she was sorry when she reached me.

Ashleigh had given her some money - seeing as how she'd be stuck in the art rooms for another hour, so she asked us to go and get her a sarnie.

 

I went to get the same sandwich I'd got yesterday - turkey and cheese - but the fucking slag charged me 40p extra and thus made me 10p down for my bus fare.

Shelly was coming home with me that night though, so she lent me the 10p. :)

 

When you're charged too much for something, it doesn't taste as good. :(

 

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Back in college, Shelly and I ate our accquired shit on the benches outside Hair & Beauty.

I got a text at about 1:10 from Ash saying: "Where are you? BRING ME FOOD."

 

I was like: LMFAO ASH WANTS FEEDING.

 

We went to the main lift on the ground floor - and I saw that it was coming down from 4th floor.

I had a feeling that Ash would be in it - and sure enough, when the doors parted, our little purple warrior on wheels was sat there. :)

 

Rofl, and I've never seen Ash nom anything as fast as she nommed that sarnie.

 

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I had a lesson with Mare-Mare after this.

I don't like Fridays.

 

I have 9 lessons a week, and they're near-enough distributed.

I have 1 on Monday, 2 on Tuesday, 1 on Wednesday, 2 on Thursday - but then I have 3 on Friday.

There's barely any gap between them either.

 

(I WOULD have 2 on Wednesday, but I don't go to Key Skills. :))

 

Either way, another shitty revision lesson about categorisation of texts.

 

During the little break, I went and sat with those two on the curvy benches. Lewis joined us and was like: "Oh, we're not going DEAD ON quarter past, SHE'S NEVER THERE."

 

Lmao, he's turning into a right little rebel. I think it are my influence.

 

In Media Studies, I made a start on my evaluation.

I think it's proper shite, but Sarah doesn't.

Whatever.

 

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After my lesson, I met up with Shelly and we walked down to the bus stop to get the Leven Valley bus back to my nana's.

When we were sat in the shelter together, I was starting to get a little nervous.

Shelly noticed that when I'm sat in that bus shelter, I always stare at the reflection of my shoes. :)

 

Either way - it was on time for once, we arrived, got in and I dived on the double bed and chilled out there.

Shelly wasn't so eager to join me at first - my bedroom here at my nana's has a big fuck off mirror that takes up one wall, and Shelly doesn't like mirrors.

 

I got her a drink of pineapple juice, then we laid together on the bed making out for a while... :)

 

Lmao, this be a red divider line - it indicates that this blog are about to get very dirty and graphic. It are not for the likes of you. :)

 

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LOL, THIS BLOG BE CONTAINING EXPLICT CONTENT.

FOR I ARE A DIRTY WHORE AND WRITE VERY GRAPHICALLY. :)

 

 

Shelly was touching me all over my body, I was starting to get a little bit more excited now. :)

She reached down my jeans and slipped her hand into my underwear. She squealed in delight at feeling how wet I was.

 

I started squeezing her breasts - before reaching around her back and undoing her bra. I pulled it off and she took off her shirt.

By now, she was fiddling with the zip on my jeans, and she's got them pulled off really quickly.

I'd wet through my underwear, and this really turned her on. I slipped them off and stroked them along her lips.

 

She then pulled off my bra and I took off my shirt.

I couldn't stand looking at her breasts any longer - I lunged for them, planting kisses along them, before I began to lick her nipples. This really excites her - it makes them very pointy. :)

 

When I was doing this, sucking and licking on her right one and squeezing and fondling her left - she started fingering me.

She went gently at first, then I told her to go rougher. I was really starting to cum - then I asked her to add in a third. This was fucking amazing, but she stopped just as I was about to climax.

 

I looked down - only to see the bed was covered in blood.

She'd popped me. This really surprised me and I turned to her and said: "...You've made me bleed."

 

She felt guilty by this - more so when I started to cry.

I have NO IDEA why I cried, either.

 

She took me in her arms and cuddled me. This made me feel better.

 

One comment I did make after this:

"LOL, I'M NAKED."

To which she responds:

"LOL, I'M TOPLESS."

 

I took her by the arm and led her to the bathroom.

I turned on the shower, pulled the curtains around and climbed in.

 

She was reluctant to join me at first, but as soon as I started washing my hair, rubbing the soap suds down over my breasts - she got in with me.

I washed my hair, then handed her a sponge. I took a sponge of my own and gently wiped the soap along over her body. Then I used my hands, caressing her breasts and rubbing between her legs.

She did the same to me - then she bent me over slightly and spanked me a few times through the soap. :)

 

Although we were clean now - we were about to get very very dirty. :)

 

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Before we got down to anything else - I had to make us something to eat.

I cooked us some hotdogs. I had cheese singles with mine. We ate them naked together in the bedroom, with more Pepsi.

Sex makes you VERY thirsty, so you need to be prepared with Pepsi on hand. :)

 

When I took the plates back through, Shelly took the towels back into the bathroom - and I came back with a little tub of chocolate profiteroles.

I made Shelly lay on the bed, and I rubbed chocolate sauce all over her. I started on her breasts - gently licking it off, sucking on each nipple in turn.

I wiped a little on her face and kissed her passionatley, making sure I didn't leave any behind.

 

Then I worked my way down - beginning to gently rub on her clit - ranging from really slow and hard to fast and rough. When she was excited, I smeared a blob of chocolate sauce over her clit and bent my head to lick it off.

I had been scared of going down on her for such a long time now - but once I got started on it, noticing how much she enjoys it, I started enjoying it too.

 

At one point, when I raised my head for a little rest, she grabbed me by the head and pushed my face back between her legs for another go.

This made me laugh, so I gave her it again, a lot faster this time.

 

Shelly only has a tongue about half the size of mine - but my fingers are about 3cm shorter than hers.

We're pretty evenly balanced. :)

 

I stopped when my jaw started hurting and climbed back to the top of the bed to lay beside her.

She pounced on me and started sucking my breasts, simultaneously sliding two fingers in and out of me.

When I came close to climaxing, I took her by the head and pushed her down to lick me out.

I came quite a bit, and this made her happy.

 

Happy enough to take out the lube we'd bought on Thursday, apply it to her fingertips and gently slide her hand along to my arse.

This was much better than the last time she'd given me anal - she was a lot more relaxed. I came bucketloads due to this. Especially when she had her left hand in my arse, her right in my pussy and her tongue on my clit. :)

 

Then I truly realised how much she trusts me.

Shelly was raped as a child, and thus, she's terrified of recieving anal stimulation.

I asked her if I could try it. She knows I do it to myself - so she trusted me enough to let me.

I used plenty of lube on my hand so I wouldn't hurt her - started slowly on the outside, and continued slowly and gently on the inside once I'd penetrated her.

She wasn't enjoying it immensley - I could tell she was scared because she was a lot tighter than I normally am. Tense too.

 

Later on, she admitted it was weird, but she loves the feeling of lube in her arse.

Lmao, that's my favourite thing about it too. Especially when you shit afterwards, rofl. :) 

 

After much more lesbian frivolity - it turned to midnight and I was starting to fall asleep.

I was asleep for around an hour - only to wake up at about 1, Shelly was still awake - stroking her hand along my back.

 

I gave her a good fingering to keep her happy - then she started on me again.

I asked her for another go with anal - and this time I made the biggest puddle you could ever imagine.

 

I didn't even notice how big it was until I put my hand there.

 

I started getting immature and tried to rub Shelly's face in it.

She had good control over her head  - apparently her ex boyfriend used to force her to him him blowjobs, and she could always keep her head in place.

Just as I was about to move her head down, she tripped me and I fell into it myself - she rubbed my face in it instead.

 

I wasn't amused - but she was.

Covered in my own cum - I rubbed my face on her breasts then kissed her passionatley a few times so she could taste it again. :)

 

At around 2AM, we did agree to sleep. There would be time for more in the morning. :D

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Blog #69

LOL, 69.

 

Shelly woke me up this morning. I think it was around half 10 - she came in my room and shook me by the arm. I mustn't have answered her, so she just climbed in with me and started cuddling me.

 

Ashleigh came in shortly after and sat on the computer chair.

I still have a slight dislike for her at the moment... She doesn't know how rejected she made me feel last night. She really doesn't.

 

For breakfast, I ate more spaghetti on toast.

I didn't know how to work nana's electric tin opener - neither did Ash.

 

Then I ended up pulling a part of it off, and I couldn't get it back on.

Shelly was pretending that she didn't know how to use them - but in effect, she did know.

When she admitted that and fixed it - pissing herself laughing at Ash and myself in the process - I went off on one and sulked for a while.

I said I'm going to get her back for it - and I will do. :)

 

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We spent a lot of the day playing on World Tour - either Shelly or I on vocals.

Ash is usually on bass now.

She doesn't have the option of drums at the moment, because I didn't bring them to my nana's with me.

 

(The Guitar Hero Community has fucked up too - it'll let me log in, but it keeps redirecting me to this form that I've filled out about TEN TIMES every time I click on something. Swear to God, if I have to make a third account, after my Metzgermeister account has fucking 14,000 groupies on it...)

 

Ash is trying to improve, so she's playing on Expert bass.

Expert bass is a good way to start if you're moving on to Expert.

 

I can already do Expert, so there. :P

 

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I made Ash noodles for lunch - and she nommed those stupidly fast. :)

Shelly and I had potato Rosti and chicken goujons.

 

Both of them went home at around 4 - I was very sad.

 

But honestly, Shelly.

For a lot of the time, we were in the bed, under the duvet and Ash was on the computer chair.

Shelly kept on touching me up underneath - at a time, she actually WAS fingering me when ASH WAS IN THE ROOM.

 

Hey, not to say I didn't enjoy it, but it was difficult to look like I wasn't experiencing sexual pleasure. :P

 

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Ian and Lisa came to pick me up at around 6.

I spent the night at their house.

 

We watched the Dancing On Ice final and ate loads of sweets.

Ian went out to Costcutters and bought blackcurrant juice for me too.

 

He starts his new job tomorrow - I hope all goes well for him.

 

Lisa and I watched the beginning of Shallow Hal when Ian was in the shower.

I wish life was really like that - yeah, like you go and ask a girl for her number and you end up instantly loving each other. Pfft. Life is proper shite compared to its film representations.

Those bastards. :)