I had said the first thing I would want to do was to share a drink with you, to have a conversation, to get to know you.
But I take it back.
I don’t want to hear your (normal speaking) voice until after I have splattered the back of your throat with my cum, until after I have felt my balls slap against your ass as I pound my cock into you, until after I have tasted your cunt, spread your thighs wide, heard you beg me to stop. Maybe twice.
I will find you on your bed, dressed, your hands down your pants, fingering yourself.
I will feed you my cock, slowly.
I will use your face for my pleasure, guiding you slowly up and down my cock.
I will remove your clothes, and position you, nude, over the side of the bed, so I can fuck you from behind.
I will flip you over and hold your ankles up so I can drive down into you, hard, deep.
I will dive between your legs, holding your legs apart roughly as I lick you, suck you, finger you, slap you, spit on you, probe you with my tongue.
I will lie down and invite you to sit astride me, to ride me, hard.
I will grab your hips and push and pull you hard back and forth.
I will feel the tip of my cock deep inside you.
I will squeeze your breasts hard, pinch your nipples, pull you down to me as I kiss you hungrily.
I will spin you around so you can continue to ride me, but I can see your ass. Which I will spank, hard.
I will ask you to kneel before me, on the floor, and I will stand, and feed you my cock once more. I will rub it across your lips, slap your cheek gently with it, I will press it into your mouth as I hold the base of your skull and pull your head against me, forcing me deep inside your face.
I will fuck your face, harder, harder, faster.
I will cum, splattering my cum against the back of your throat.
And then I will kiss you, deeply, and hold you, and thank you.
And then, we’ll have that drink, get to know one another.
i like the ankle holding part.YES PLEASE.
But but but…. on Cathouse they always have drinks at the bar first! 😉
An excellent expression of something really raw and deep. One of the reasons I read your blog is that you take a very voulnerable approach to what you feel , you express it plainly and in such a genuine manner that it is impossible to censure…that, to me, is courageous. Thak you for sharing.