Craving

I'm craving him tonight...more than usual. Want has become need.

I need to feel him inside me.
I need to feel his power over me.
I need to feel him taking my breath.
I need to submit...and hurt...and come.

I need assignments...I need tasks...I need him.

Surprise

You got me a surprise this time...my very own college boy fuck toy to entertain and send away. True to form, you were my protector...my director...my inspiration. His cock in my mouth, my eyes locked with yours, my pussy aching for you to provide my release.

He was sweet and eager. You told him what I like and how to touch me and he asked permission each time. You told him to come on my face and he impressed both of us. You have pictures to prove it. :) Then, he was gone and you reclaimed every inch of me that you provided for him to use.

My left nipple that had been in his hot mouth made yours again with a sharp bite and twist...ecstasy.

My right nipple that he had teased with his fingers now gently sucked and licked by your beautiful mouth...chills.

My hot pussy made wetter from giving you a show slapped and fucked until you had me crying out my devotion and love for you. Orgasm after orgasm ripped from my body by your expert fingers, mouth, and cock.

"I love you. I love sharing with you. I want to fuck you the rest of my life."

I belong only to you. Always. I love you.

Ouch

it hurt and you scared me.
"good. now, you'll remember what you are required to do."
yes. i will.
"let's try this again."
i don't forget.
"good girl. i need a better punishment though...all i want to do is kiss it and make it better."
your tongue is hot on my clit while your fingers find my trigger deep inside.
i come for you...over and over.
my pussy pulses with the memory...sweet and satisfying...

Overwhelmed

There are so many experiences with Thirty that I want to share here...and so much more sharing that I want to experience with him... We reach a new level every time we are together, but I don't know if it is possible to surpass our most recent day.

There are no words to describe the level of intimacy I continue to experience with him. In all my life I have never felt that close to another soul...never known that deep of a connection...never truly felt as one...until him. He gives me freedom while taking away my choice.

Our bodies fit perfectly.
Our minds meet on a level I don't even understand.
He hurts me...I thank him.
He makes me come...I beg for more.
He pushes my limits and challenges my boundaries...I obey through my fear.

From the top of my head to the literal tips of my toes I am fulfilled, worshipped, and loved. The sound of his voice and just the thought of his touch makes my body respond as much as it does when he's inside me. I tremble from the electricity between us...from the energy he gives...and mostly from the strength of the emotions we share.

I want to make him as happy as he makes me.
I want to give him as much as he gives me.
Most importantly, I want to love him as much as he loves me.

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He makes time stand still
Responsibilities lose significance
The mundane becomes erotic
All that exists is a breath, a word, a whimper

He embodies sex and sensuality
Power radiates from his being
Lust smolders in his eyes
He draws me into deviant depths

Bodies mold into one flesh
Mouths seal with moist heat
Marks are left on the physical
Memories brand the soul

His love is tangible
Intimacy unsurpassed
The void is filled
I am no longer incomplete