Confession : 212

He feeds me but not too often. Taking into my mouth the biggest part of him, I welcome his future. There is no other word to use but addicted. I crave his words and touch. I dream of him sucking my nipples and rubbing my clit. I think about him at work, while eating, and pleasuring myself. I feel lost without him and yet he teases me with surprise visits.

Favorite Fantasy: FMF

Two bodies learning the language of lust, when she walks in. Legs spread she takes all the energy from me. I grab the sheets as if they are familiar as I twist with confusion. How could she know my body like this? Then as our act becomes complex, he slides inside her deeply, stroking hard as the bed shakes. Then are roles become different as I sit on her face. Soft lips take in his pride as I watch him moan then call my name.