You just gotta love finals week, huh... I just keep thinking about the 1 month of holiday I'll have once it's all over.
1 final exam down, 3 to go...
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Missing Him
Since He's been gone, we've been sending each other text messages back and forth. I like knowing that he is thinking about me while he is away, but at the same time I want to know that he's enjoying his well-earned vacation, since it really takes him a while to save up the time. Hopefully the next time he has enough, we can use it together since I never run out of vacation time (one of the perks of being a student, I suppose).
It's funny that because he is my usual distraction, and now he's half the world away during my final exam weeks, and he's still my distraction even now. I have a hard time concentrating without forcing myself to. I keep wondering about what he's doing and if he misses me as much as I miss him. I hope he does.
During one of my study breaks today, I came for him. A soft, gentle orgasm... more a release from the stress of non-stop studying and the pain of not having him around. It was good to rediscover my own body, to find again the buttons that work and the things I think about that just easily throw me over the edge, into sweet bliss. Sweet surrender.
It's funny that because he is my usual distraction, and now he's half the world away during my final exam weeks, and he's still my distraction even now. I have a hard time concentrating without forcing myself to. I keep wondering about what he's doing and if he misses me as much as I miss him. I hope he does.
During one of my study breaks today, I came for him. A soft, gentle orgasm... more a release from the stress of non-stop studying and the pain of not having him around. It was good to rediscover my own body, to find again the buttons that work and the things I think about that just easily throw me over the edge, into sweet bliss. Sweet surrender.
Sunday, December 2, 2007
2 Weeks
He left today for a while, went on vacation with one of his friends. In a selfish way I wish he didn't go; I need him next to me, I need him around me, someone to talk to. I already started to miss him the night before he left... He was the last thing on my mind last night, and the first thing on my mind this morning.
He pleasured me before he left, I screamed his name when I orgasmed... not wanting to let go of him, not even for the small space of 2 weeks. I bit into my pillow so we wouldn't wake anyone else in the house. He told me it was his small parting gift, but his mind was somewhere else even then. I wanted nothing more than to give him what he wanted - me. To take him inside me and show him exactly what he means to me.
I'm missing him terribly, his voice, his touch, his smell. The weight of his body next to mine as we sleep. Last night I built up a 'body' of pillows next to me, just to make it seem like I had someone there with me, for my comfort, my feeling of security. I hope he has an amazing time there, I know how much he's been looking forward to it... but I will still long for the date he comes back to me.
He pleasured me before he left, I screamed his name when I orgasmed... not wanting to let go of him, not even for the small space of 2 weeks. I bit into my pillow so we wouldn't wake anyone else in the house. He told me it was his small parting gift, but his mind was somewhere else even then. I wanted nothing more than to give him what he wanted - me. To take him inside me and show him exactly what he means to me.
I'm missing him terribly, his voice, his touch, his smell. The weight of his body next to mine as we sleep. Last night I built up a 'body' of pillows next to me, just to make it seem like I had someone there with me, for my comfort, my feeling of security. I hope he has an amazing time there, I know how much he's been looking forward to it... but I will still long for the date he comes back to me.
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