She came, like
a little beggar, at his door.
blush
Oh gosh.
Early in the morning yesterday, Pup taped my wrists behind my back and fucked me before we went about our respective days. (Yeah, I lead a charmed life.)
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Um yeah squirming forever.
Submitted by myanonymouslair.
I’ve spent forever trying to figure out what to say here about this but I can’t even think about it without literally blushing.
Were I a bit more courageous – and if I had a little more spending money – I’d put the third one in my place in a heartbeat.
“You would think she was on the stage. Of course, in her head she’s always on the stage. She is her own theater.” — Kate Atkinson, Life After Life.
Yesterday, I had sex for the first time with a new partner of mine, The Neighbor. I call him this because he’s my friend’s neighbor and The Southern Gentleman was taken (yeah so what I have a type.) We both were stressed about stuff for various reasons and essentially decided to toss our respective stressors aside for the evening to share a joint and watch television.
When the high wore off, we ended up in his bedroom. He went down on me, and when he leaned away to get a condom, I pouted so much that he laughed and kept going. I did stop him when I was about to cum, and then sucked his cock with my pussy practically throbbing with need.
He started laughing again when, as he pulled me off to fuck me, I reflexively flipped onto my stomach and stuck my ass in the air.
“Aw,” he’d teased, “is that how you want it, then?”
I have mentioned that Pup likes to put a pillowcase on my head and fuck me, right?
It’s like kind of the best/worst.
I’ll admit that a lot of my fantasies revolve around me receiving a lot of attention.