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I Just Got Laid
And it was so great, I had to get out of bed and write about it.
I’m sitting in the dark, still feeling my heart pound relentlessly from the last orgasm I had for the night, so I can talk about how fucking great of a sexual encounter I just had. It wasn’t elaborate, planned, or full of bondage and screams like many of my encounters are, but damn if it didn’t get me off nice and hard.
I mean, it was great for my partner as well, but right now I want to talk about my orgasms.
You know those inevitable periods that are so busy, you truly don’t have the time or energy to devote to sex? Well, with the recent holiday season, my partner and I experienced that together — we weren’t able to get our hands on each other much, due to family obligations and expectations. Tonight, we got in bed together and had our usual nightly conversation while I curled up on his chest and slowly felt exhaustion taking over my eyelids.
It’s winter now, meaning the nights are colder than they have been, so I was particularly squealy about how chilled I felt. I was wrapped around his body with my comforter tucked around me — any exposure to air made my skin crawl with a cold discomfort. My partner lifted the blanket once, to which I protested.
