Confession: this is not my first A+ Sex Diary. I volunteered to write a new one because last time I chronicled my sexcapades I was Very Single and things felt wild and exciting. Now I’m Very In Love and… things still feel wild and exciting! But it’s definitely a different vibe. I recently moved in with my girlfriend and it’s my very first time living with a partner. I felt a little nervous before moving in that co-habitation would kill the sex magic, but so far, I’m thrilled to report nothing could be further from the truth. Most days I’m just obnoxiously happy and filled with glee and genuine shock that this is my life. Let me tell you all about it!

Monday

We’re on vacation and it’s so nice. My girlfriend gets sleepy at night much earlier than I do so even though we wanted to have sex last night, it just didn’t happen. She promised me before dozing off that she’d fuck me in the morning though, and she makes good on her word.

She gets the rope out of our sex toy duffel and instructs me to lie on my back. Our tiny dog anticipates whats about to happen and hops off the bed to hang out on the floor; he definitely wishes we had less sex than we do, but I adore our sex life. My girlfriend straddles me and folds the long length of the rope in half, offering me the folded over end. I know what to do. I open my mouth and accept the rope, and she nods at me, short, proud, and I feel myself slipping into subspace easily as she begins wrapping the rope around my tits, making them stand straight up with desire. My nipples are extremely sensitive when my tits are tied, and I love this; she’s made me come just from rubbing my nipples like this before. Today she decides to get creative, giggling to herself as she takes the ends of the rope and, instead of tucking them into the chest harness she’s fashioned for me like usual, instead loops each one around a bed post, effectively tying me to the bed via my tits. I’m soaked. She takes out her phone and snaps a few photos of me; when she shows me the images I see my mouth is open, my whole face blissed out. She laughs again. I get wetter.

She teases me for a long time, tugging on the rope, torturing my tits, making me moan and beg. I’m trying to be quiet so our friends who we’re staying with don’t hear us but I don’t know if I do a very good job. She leans in close while she starts circling my clit with her fingers, tells me what a slut I am, asks if I like that everyone can probably hear me. By the time she shoves three fingers in my pussy I’m already on the brink of orgasm and I grab a pillow and bite down, hard, as I shudder in ecstasy. She keeps fucking me through my first orgasm, shifting so she can suck on my nipples, and I come again, then again, then again.

Tuesday

We’re home from vacation and back to day to day life. I honestly still can’t totally believe we just get to live together — it feels cliche to say it seems like the best most fun sleepover ever, but also, it feels like the best most fun sleepover ever.

We both work from home so we go about our days separately. She works on the couch downstairs, I work in my office upstairs. I fix us both lunch. I have a meeting. She takes the dog out to poop.

In the late afternoon she’s done with her work day and I don’t have any pressing deadlines, so I come downstairs and ask if I can lick her pussy. She pretends to think about it and I start to beg, and she makes a big show of saying okay, she’ll allow it. I fucking love how we play together, how our kink dynamic is so easy to lean into, how she’s the only person I’ve ever been with whose sex drive matches mine and whose sense of playfulness and enthusiasm matches mine, too.

I get on my knees next to the couch and pull down her pants and her lingerie — we jokingly refer to her tightie whities as lingerie, pronounced lin-ger-eeeee — and bury my face between her thighs. I try my best to tease her, spending some time licking and sucking on her inner thighs, but her cunt smells so good and I can’t hold out for too long. I love going down on her, love how much she loves it, love making her moan and scream and come in my mouth. I love how much she can take; one of the very first times she let me fuck her, after we’d been dating for a few weeks, she let me use a dildo and my fist and she orgasmed over and over and over and finally, when it seemed like she’d come maybe 20 times, she rolled into my arms and laughed and said, you’re not the only one here who is insatiable. She is so perfect for me.

Today she comes loudly while I’m sucking her clit, and then she pulls me up onto the couch with her and plays with my tits while I ride her thigh. She whispers in my ear what a slut I am, how she’s going to let all the men at the golf course have their ways with me when she takes me golfing tomorrow. I come hard and fast, then we cuddle for a while and try to figure out what we want for dinner.

Wednesday

The nice thing about working as a freelancer is I have a lot of flexibility with my schedule; if I feel like taking a random Wednesday afternoon off to go golfing with my girlfriend, I can. So I do! She’s been dying to take me golfing at the course near our house since I moved in with her, and today is the day. We eat lunch at the restaurant attached to the course and she teases me about giving blowjobs to all the old men there. I blush and giggle. We eat and then we golf, which means I drive the golf cart and take slutty selfies while drinking a vodka cranberry and she golfs. It’s the perfect way to spend an afternoon.

I have dinner plans with my best friend in the evening, so I rush to shower and get ready for that once we get home. She’s exhausted and takes a nap on the couch downstairs, but even though I’m in a rush I feel so horny after watching her golf I decide I simply must masturbate before leaving for dinner. I grab my Hitachi and ride it while thinking about her thighs in her little golf shorts. Okay, I’m thinking about her letting all those men have their way with me, too. I don’t actually want that to happen, but thinking about being shared and humiliated like that always gets me off. I’m not into overthinking why my sexual fantasies work; they just do, and that’s hot. I orgasm five times in quick succession and then get my shit together so I can make it to dinner on time.

I wake my girlfriend up to kiss her goodbye on the way out. I masturbated upstairs, I announce, and her eyes get wide, and she grins really big. Maybe you’ll masturbate while I’m at dinner, I say. Maybe I will, she replies.

Thursday

I got home late last night from a very fun evening with my best friend, and my girlfriend was fast asleep with our baby dog tucked under the covers with her. The first thing I ask her when we wake up this morning is if she’d like some coffee in bed; the second thing I ask her is if she masturbated last night. She raises her eyebrows and nods her head. I squeal, delighted. What did you do, I want to know. She tells me she watched porn and used her Hitatchi. I’m thrilled.

I make us breakfast and we spend the day co-working and flirting. Is this the dream? This is the dream.

Thursday is the evening we try to keep free for date night, and she suggests going to a cute outdoor restaurant near our house tonight. We’re still pretty cautious about the pandemic — we avoid indoor dining — which cuts down on a lot of date night options that we would’ve done pre-pandemic, so I get extra excited when we find activities that feel reasonable to do with both of our risk profiles. She drives us to this spot and we have a gorgeous evening; there’s an impromptu outdoor concert happening right next door, and we grab cocktails and listen for a while before settling in at the restaurant. The food is delicious, the weather is perfect. I’m the luckiest girl in the world, I tell her as we’re heading home. No, me, she says.

When we get home I beg to go down on her — I know you’re tired, I say, I know it’s a work night, but please, can I eat your pussy for ten minutes? Just ten minutes? She agrees, and we get ready for bed and our dog hangs out on the floor and I suck on her thighs until I leave a mark and then I start licking her cunt, she tastes so good, I could live between her legs if she’d let me. She tells me I should use my Hitachi through moans so I do, and then we’re both moaning and coming, I cuddle up next to her but I can tell she’s not done even though we said we’d just fuck for ten minutes, so I offer her the Hitatchi and she takes it and then I push two fingers inside her and she gasps, she arches her back and starts to come again, I’m delighted. When I’m done fucking her she gives me the Hitatchi again and spoons me, taking my tits in her hands and tugging on my nipples, first gently then roughly, and I push my ass against her cunt as I ride the Hitatchi to screaming orgasm. Then we fall asleep.

Friday

We both have a lot of work today. She has dinner plans with a friend and I’m catching up on the work I didn’t get done on Wednesday. I mostly stay in my office. She brings me tea in the morning and some water later in the day. I love you, she tells me before she leaves. I love you too, I say.

When she gets home from dinner I’m still working. I accidentally stay up until 5am; sometimes when I get on a roll I just can’t stop. I’ve also noticed since moving in together I do occasionally feel the urge to just be entirely alone with my thoughts and my tasks; because she goes to bed so early, the middle of the night is a great time for that. I know I’ll regret going to bed so late, but I do it anyway. When I finally crawl into bed it’s almost sunrise; she doesn’t even stir.

Saturday

I feel hungover all day because I went to bed at 5am. My girlfriend lightly chides me about this; we often joke that if she doesn’t enforce bedtime, I’d never sleep. This is unfortunately extremely true. I whine and complain all day about feeling like shit and she takes care of me. We play video games and eat burritos. In the late afternoon I finally start feeling better, which is a good thing, because we have plans with our friends tonight.

We meet four of our close friends at a nearby farm for a farm to table dinner; the food is incredible and it’s very cute. Two of our friends have only been dating for a few weeks and their NRE is off the charts; it’s intoxicating to be around. I tease my girlfriend that we’ve been together for soooo long now we’re an old married couple compared to these babes, and she laughs and rolls her eyes because the truth is we’re deep in NRE, too.

My girlfriend gets drunk at dinner and I drive us home. When we get back she tells me she wants to lick my pussy. I honestly have never loved oral sex — I would rather get fisted — but she’s very good at it and if I accept that oral sex is simply a different sensation than getting railed, I’ve found I do like it with her. I think in the past I’ve felt self conscious that it takes me so long to orgasm when someone goes down on me, but she encourages me to just lie back and enjoy it. I do. She makes me lie on the couch and she kneels on the ground and pulls my panties off and licks and sucks and moans and it feels fucking incredible. I don’t really have a strong orgasm but I love the feeling of her kneeling between my legs and I love how much she’s enjoying herself and I do love tasting me on her lips.

Sunday

One of my close friends is coming over for lunch, so I wake up early and tidy the house a bit. My girlfriend stays upstairs while I hang out with my pal downstairs. She comes down to have lunch with us and we all play video games for a little, then she heads back upstairs so my friend and I can have some more solo hang time. When they leave my girlfriend and I order sushi for dinner, and I tell her I’m a little worried I may have BV. I often get yeast infections and BV, and when I do I get very nervous about passing them on to my girlfriend, because I’ve been in relationships before where we’ve passed infections back and forth and it sucks. She’s very calm and very chill about it and suggests I send my doctor a message to make a lab appointment for a swab tomorrow, which I do. We play more video games before bed, and at around 10pm my girlfriend pronounces it bedtime, and we head upstairs. We kiss and cuddle for a while before bed and I worry about my vulva feeling kind of weird and my girlfriend tells me it’s fine, if something is going on we’ll fix it, and then I put my headphones in and turn on my ASMR soundtrack and then I’m asleep.

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