i feel out of sorts this weekend. as if i were waiting for this ultimate release. schedule, obligations and normal day life seems to block it all. i had a drunken session saturday night that i can not recall.
i recall coming in and out of consciousness as i was being fucked, choked and cummed on. i remember being on top fucking him and cumming slow and long. i remember hard smacks to my ass and him slapping my ass and cunt with the dildo before roughly inserting it my cunt. i remember my face back in the sweet, wet spot on the bed as he railed me from behind with him pull my hair tightly. then getting on the ground, masturbating till coming intently and somehow ended on my back. he was hovering over me jacking off and i would fade in and out as i could see the silhouette of his actions. i could hear him make a final gasp as hot web cum fell upon my face startling me awake.
he had relayed to me last night during dinner that he had choked me till passing out several times. he also expressed his happiness with our “session” as he labeled them. funny, how i have been using that term for quite some time, but he is to not know about this side.
i now realize it is not my body that is hungry, it is my mind. going several days without anything really itching my scratch except for little comments here and there on my writing. so, i sit on the edge of my seat waiting patiently. all weekend my pussy moist with anticipation and thoughts cursing my body with longing. if only there was a small window into my mind for the unfortunate to see the colors, images and thoughts that seduce my mind. it is truly a sight to be seen.
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