Calling it a night. Apps to prep and send out feels exhausting at times, but at least it's done. Looking up and forward henceforth, 'cause I need my life back.
Goodnight while I play with him.
Choose your player: (8 men to choose from)
I didn't see this coming at all. Never thought this would happen.
My face - voice muffled in the pillow. I begged him to slow down.
“Beg again, and I'll make you late.”
I couldn't hold it in any longer. For a while, my body fell under his spell. Everything he commanded, wanted, created, facilitated, turned me into mush.
His torturous, tantric tricks threw multiple orgasms in my direction, out of my mouth, over and over again. He knew which angle to hit; how hard to strike. When to slow down, and amp it up.
Goodbye Reason. So long, critical thinking.
Hello headboard, banging against the wall as I cry and mewl for him and only him. My fingers dug into the sheets. This shit is too intense, so much that I vowed to keep our sexcapades a secret. He promised not to tell, either…
“Stop thinking,” he drawled. “Learn to enjoy the moment. Enjoy us.”
Doggy style, I didn't have to see anything. I knew this annoyed him by a mile, but-
He'd flipped me over. Got damn… I hate it when he looks at me like that. That knowing look that pierces my soul every time. So hypnotic, so-
I shifted as the mattress sang a new tune, upon re-entry and a new rhythm between these cum soaked sheets. No choice as my body fell under his spell again. Arms wrapped around his back. Nails pierced his skin. He bit my neck, soothed it with his tongue. Stars cloud my vision as his speed increased. His endless stamina and talented stallion did things to set my volcanic explosion.
He paused his movements... Damn it! Why'd he do this to me every time?
“I see rainbows,” I breathed, unable to construct the right words.
“I'll always be your freak,” he'd whisper in that deep, modal voice that turned me on. “Cum for me, babe.”
Our hips rolled and bumped for the homerun, heated up, glistened in sweat, climbing higher and higher...
Burst! Splash splosh splish!
Kiss me, baby. You're the best. I'm knocked out, shaky...
He'd kiss my forehead and rub my belly.
Too bad these walls ain't soundproof.
“What's going on in there?”
Wild Ride! © 2019, AngelT