Entry #3 I found myself exploring my sexuality and digging myself into messes. First with Trey and then with Robyn... Now I understand myself more clearly so I wouldn't label myself gay or bisexual, I'd say I'm pansexual. I don't become attracted to someone because of their gender... I just simply like what I like. And Robyn... you became something I liked...
Christopher...
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My hazy eyes watch as Robyn exhales the smoke through her heart shaped lips. We were currently sitting in her living room, all on the floor because we were to high to pick ourselves up, as we enjoyed our third blunt. "Here Chris..." She slurs, extending her hand out to me as she holds the blunt between her black pointed nails. I gently take it from her before lazily placing it to my lips and I inhale once more. Her head falls back against the couch and she giggles to herself making me laugh. We fall into a fit of laughter, tears eventually coming from our eyes as we hunch over and hold our stomachs. Stupid is what adults would call us at the moment but we were just free. Free of the mind and free of the body. Licking my lips, I ash the blunt seeing as there was barley any left and crawl over to Robyn who now laid on her back against the rug. I place my knees on each side of her hips and my hands on the sides of her head. Her eyes were closed and she lightly murmured to herself about nothing in particular. Biting into my bottom lip, I allow my bloodshot eyes to travel down her frame. She wore just my white t-shirt and a pair of panties. She'd gotten my clothing because when I'd gotten here she was fresh out the shower and demanded I give her my shirt. There was no way I was arguing with the queen so I instantly have it up. Seeing as how hot we've both seemed to have gotten, I didn't need it anyway.
"When are your parents going to be home?" I ask deeply as one of my hands travel up her leg. She slowly begins to spread them before leaning her head back and allowing her back to arch. "Not for a while... why?" She asks softly before I squeeze her thigh in my hand. "Just asking..." I mumble before bending down. Her nose touched my own as my breath fans against her lips. "Yeah?" She asks, her eyes opening but just barley. I nod and smile a bit before looking down at her deep purple lips. "Mhm..." I hum before pressing my nose into hers, causing our lips to nearly touch. She smiles softly before her small hands come up to cup my cheeks. Our eyes meet again and I press myself between her legs. We search each other's souls for a moment before I feel her soft lips on mine. I knew it was wrong, wrong in so many ways but lately I've just wanted to feel wanted. And I had that feeling when I was in situations like this. I craved attention, I craved for someone to want me and... "I want you..." Robyn moans into my mouth causing a burst of fire to run through me. I begin to attack her lips intensely as I grope her thighs. A groan leaves me, traveling down her throat and into her body. My hands feel her lace panties and I pull my lips away from hers. She whimpers at the lost and reopens her eyes to stare at me. Her green eyes sparkle as I toy with the fabric, my bottom lip trapped between my teeth. "I've never had sex with a girl..." I admit and she just stares at me, slightly surprised. "I was always afraid of it..." I mutter and she caresses my skin. I lean into her touch and sigh softly as she wraps her legs around me. "I'll take control then." She says softly before switching our position. How we got here was a blur, her wrapped around me, hands on my chest as she swivels her hips against me. My eyes roll back and I claw at the carpet beneath me. "You like that?" She asks seductively, her breast bouncing as she glides her walls up and down my thickness. "Yes Robyn..." I whisper, my eyes fluttering closed as she clenches herself around my tip. A moan leaves me and I release the carpet to bring my shaky hands up to her soft mounds. "Yes... feel me Christopher... touch me..." She begs as she covers my hands with her own. I squeeze her breasts lightly, feeling the barrel of her nipple piercings rub against my palms. "Fuck..." I grunt as she spreads her legs wider, she positions herself on her tippy toes before slowing down the pace of her hips. Her walls clench tightly and my hips jerk up involuntarily. She gasps and claws at my chest with her long nails. "D-do it again..." she pleads and I groan as I follow her sultry command. My hips rise and fall, the flow of them like water as I grip her waist for support. A gush of liquid falls from her opening and flows down my throbbing appendage. Her eyes roll back and she stiffens as I stroke her more eagerly. She shakes in my hold as her head falls back.
