I always have so much trouble holding still.
squirm
Faith for Hogtied.com by Matt Williams
Being one myself, I’ve got a thing for pouty girls.
He smiled, the kind of toothy smile that she had once found alluring, but now made her feel sick. He raised his hand to her face again and she flinched, but he simply stroked the stray hair from her face and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
“It makes me so hard when I see how bad you want to get away from me.” He whispered softly.
Filed under: problematic stuff that gets me really wet.
Pining for this kind of road trip.
Guys.
It’s been a busy time and a little bit since I’ve gotten some and I’m kind of the neediest.
So if I’m very good and I meet a bunch of deadlines this week, Pup’s going to terrible things to me. If that isn’t motivation…
What’s it say about me that the thing that gets me most about this gif is the wedding ring?
In late October, I called up Sir and asked him if I could have sex with Pup. We’d had a few difficult conversations about it, and I was a little nervous to be sleeping with somebody who wasn’t him without him around. Previously, in our non-monogamous arrangement, the sex I’d had with other partners was right in front of him. This was going to be different and strange and maybe awesome but definitely a big leap of faith on both of our parts into a new area of our poly.
We had a lot of talks that made me feel like I was running into a wall, then ones that felt like progress but quickly petered off into difficulty. I often felt guilty asking for this when Sir and I had our own issues to deal with regarding his move and how that would affect our relationship. He was dealing with his own associated problems with the move independent of our relationship, and so I felt impossibly greedy asking to take this step.
But, when the conversation of “hey, can I do this with Pup on this very specific date?” came up, Sir was surprisingly receptive. Maybe it was the fact that he had started to express an interest in getting more physical with some of his partners – we often are most lenient with each other when we’re both having our needs met – or maybe I had managed to successfully convince him that I was sure that this was what I wanted.
“Are you asking me for permission to fuck that boy, sweetheart?” He asked me on the phone. He was using that tone of voice he uses when he plays Daddy.
I blushed and even though he wasn’t in front of me, I looked at my feet. “Uh huh.”
“Are you going to use a condom?” He asked.
“Uh huh.”
“Well, you’d better be a good girl and show him that I taught you well,” he said. “You’d better be a good little fuck.”
One day, I’m going to get good at multitasking.
One day.
Anybody who says they can’t feel dominant while eating a girl’s pussy just isn’t creative enough.