Someone asked me if I felt old yet. When age comes into question I examine a few things. Like my mind which allows me to still play and imagine. I love being lost in someone’s world of desire. I still feel good when a dick comes inside my pussy. My passion and desire to be touched is still in play. I always want to be fucked and my mouth full of cum. So no, I don’t feel old yet.
The long flowing dress parted slighted to show off my thighs. My golden locks kissed my chocolate shoulder as the locals seemed to look in my direction. My smile made them blush as I walked passed them with a soft perfume in the air. No angry faces just smiles as I embraced New York. Manhattan laid an unfamiliar welcome but I felt at home anyway. From the Statue of Liberty to Battery Park, I loved every bit of the busy city.
So now that you know where I have been let me tell you where my next couple posts are going. Spending a week in New York gave me a new perspective and feeling not felt before. The men I seen in the city were sweet enough to eat and tough enough to climb on. I know you are eager to hear about all my experiences but I will save that for later. For now we will focus on a week of New York Fantasies. Thank you New York for showing me another side of myself.
Days would go by and not a word from Harold. Then when my frantic mind came to a crawl I would get this robotic text from him. His texts would be brief but yet give me a window of opportunity to talk to him. Years of this, led me into a spiral of confusion. I had yet to fully grasp that I was not seen as the prize, he was.
One day I received another robotic text from Harold. Instead of responding with my cheerfulness I shunned his reintroduction and went back to sleep. The next day I felt as if I had new bold blood through my veins and I began to think in a new way.
One quick swipe on Tinder and within a few days I was in Greece sitting at a cafe waiting on Alec. The crisp blue sea became a romantic back drop which complimented his eyes as he approached my table. Quickly he searched me through his smile and took me by the hand. I know I wasn’t ready but yet I was so ready. Laying on his bed, Alec kissed down my body then softly blew wet kisses on my pussy lips. My thighs cradled him some but he kept pushing his tongue in and out of me. For a moment I thought about Harold, then I thought about me as Alec made my wish come true inside me.