"Suche gut gebauten 18-30 jährigen zum schlachten...“ - Der Metzgermeister

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(From 12PM to 12AM, Dixie felt: )

 Content

 

(From 12AM to 1AM, Dixie felt: )

 Depressed

 Angry

 Hurt

 Suicidal

 Rejected

 

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Blog #68

Weird Combo Of Events

 

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Hmmm... That be a large array of sad smileys.

If I really can't pinpoint a feeling, from now on - there will be a big line of them like that.

 

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Anyway - I awoke this morning lying naked beside Shelly.

 

(Yes, the blog is going to get dirty red graphic again. )

 

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I gave her a lot of attention. She even commented on it: "You're giving me a lot of attention, aren't you?"

I simply told her that she deserved it and carried on licking her out.

 

Then I got an odd burst of confidence.

I climbed on top of her and shoved my pussy in her face. As I was in this position, I carried on licking her out and fingering her slowly.

 

She enjoys it slowly, and I enjoy it fast.

She likes oral, I like anal.

She doesn' t cum much, I cum buckets.

 

We work out pretty well for some things.

 

So this was a combination of different stimulations whilst in the 69 position.

(Awww, this had to be BLOG 68. Wouldn't it have been so funny if it were BLOG 69...)

 

As I was giving her attention, she was giving me attention - she slid her fingers inside me and I thrusted on them. She rubbed me, she licked me - she gave me anal again.

 

I climaxed all over her SEVEN times.

Three times on her breasts, Twice on her stomach and twice in her mouth.

 

I enjoyed this far far more than anything we'd done the previous night.

I do believe I've found something we both really enjoy.

 

As it were, she was drenched in my cum - and she smelt like my flange - as did her breath - so we had to take another shower.

This time, it was pretty needed.

 

FLANGE IS A FUNNY WORD.

 

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After we were all cleaned up, we tidied up the bedroom and changed the sheets.

They were quite badly stained, cum, blood, chocolate sauce - you fucking name it, lmfao.

 

But that just shows that we enjoyed it.

 

I think Shelly is lying to me a little.

She says I'm the best female who's ever given her oral stimulation - as well as being the best at rubbing her, and the messiest she's ever been with. Apparently she's never been with someone who cums as much as I do.

 

Okay, maybe I can believe the cum thing - but I've only given oral about 4 times - I can't be THAT good at it.

She said I was a natural, though.

Hmmmmmmmmmmm...

 

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I ate the rest of the hotdogs for lunch, and I made Shelly a big beasty ham sandwich.

 

Ash arrived at around half 5 - after Shelly had fingered me AGAIN, when we were in the living room.

Saying that, I asked for it, so it was my fault.

 

I'd wanted to wait until Ash was here so that Shelly and I could play the co-op story mode of Streets Of Rage.

At first, she was dopey as fuck, kept accidentally hitting me instead of the opponents.

Then she remembered the controls and started pulling off all these fancy flips and grapples.

 

We made it to the final level - and the big boss man asks if we want to join his organisation.

Being button-happy, I accidentally pressed yes.

Shelly pressed no - and we had to fight each other.

 

I hadn't lost any continues, Shelly didn't have any left - we both had 3 lives, it was obvious who would win.

Though, she knocked me down into my 1st continue - so if neither of us had any - she would have won.

 

I beat the boss alone - but we ended up with the BAD END.

I did laugh when I saw Axel sitting in the boss man's chair laughing manically though.

 

Next time, we need to try for the GOOD END.

 

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We played some World Tour after this - I was on vocals.

I picked songs I liked and knew, but not ones I normally choose.

 

Songs like Stillborn, Dammit and In The Shadows.

I've only just learnt Dammit - thanks to listening to it every morning when I walk for the bus - but it's a REALLY difficult song to sing.

 

Ash said she was hungry shortly after - she'd not eaten much at home.

I made her a sweet BBQ chicken pizza - and she ate 3/4 of it.

I've only ever seen Ash eat 1/2 or 1/3 of a pizza - so she must've been hungry.

I ate the two slices she'd left.

 

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Ash brought along a limited edition DVD she'd ordered off the internet.

Repo! The Genetic Opera.

 

I was a bit dubious about it at first - I really couldn't understand the storyline - but as you found out more about the other characters and how they related to each other - it made a lot of sense.

 

It's pretty funny - the whole film is one big opera - obviously, given the title - all the characters communicate by singing to each other.

 

The main storyline is that organ transplants have now been promoted to the status of plastic surgery - people get them for the cosmetic value. A company named GeneCo sells organ transplants - though they have to be purchased. Organ repossession is now legalised - and there's a character called the RepoMan - (Or ReeeeepoMan, as it's written) who hunts down those who are in debt for their organs, slices them open and takes them.

 

The best parts were the tearing out spines and eyeballs.

It's gory - but not as gory as other horror films. It's made by the people who made Saw - so I knew kinda what to expect.

 

I pulled out the sofa and grandad's little table - covered it with an arrangement of munchies: popcorn, cheap Quavers, Revels and Pepsi.

I did the usual act of feeding Ash the popcorn.

 

Oh, and every time I got a coffee Revel - I'd bite it in half first to make sure it wasn't orange, because I like those - if I got a coffee one, I'd place it back together and put it in Ash's mouth. 

Lmfao, I must've done it about 5 times and she didn't mind.

 

Saying that, she has licked my tongue about 3 times for a dare.

 

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When it got to around 11PM - Shelly said we have to follow our sleepover tradition and play Resident Evil.

 

I decided we'd play Resident Evil Zero.

I played it for around an hour - but then I was getting really stuck due to only being able to carry 6 items and not finding an item box ANYWHERE.

 

Frustration and tiredness made me turn it off.

 

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I'd wanted Ash to share with me all week.

I sort of knew that she wouldn't...

 

This upset me - she doesn't know how rejected she made me feel.

Shelly came in to comfort me - but I was lapsed, I needed to be left alone.

 

She wouldn't listen to me - she started blaming herself for something that really wasn't her fault.

I got angry at her and threatened to hit her if she wouldn't leave me alone.

 

She started crying and cowered in the corner of the bed, curling up into a little ball - screaming every time I touched her.

This was so fucking weird - Shelly is about twice the size of me - and I'm REALLY not scary.

But to see her cowering away from me didn't exactly make me feel good about myself.

 

I started to get upset and I had a crying-asthma fit.

Shelly panicked - helped me get to my inhaler and calmed me down a little.

 

I cuddled her - told her I loved her, but to please just leave me alone for the night.

She left me eventually - still really upset.

 

I would never have hit her - I told her later, it was just an impulse I got, but chose not to act upon.

I wonder how long it'll be before Shelly realises when I ask to be left alone... If I'm not left alone - I get like that.

 

I feel bad for taking it out on her though - it wasn't Shelly's fault I felt so shit.

She didn't help by not leaving me alone, trying to hug me constantly when I just really wanted to hurt myself but...

 

It wasn't her fault. It was Ashleigh's.