Anticipation

The perils of scheduling posts.

My mind mystifies me. On the one hand, I crave certainty. On the other, I crave risk.

It can be challenging – and rewarding – to have a date subject to strict, pre-established limitations. Fuck, it can be hot just to negotiate them.

I will travel for you. You will give me precisely what I ask. We both will be enormously pleased.

You can’t always get what you want.

I have a date coming up….

A long evening with a complaint from the neighbors, and police intervention.

My cock isn’t hard, but I can feel in it the hint of the excitement that is available to me as my excitement grows. Oh yeah – and, earthquakes.

You want me to fuck your mind almost as much as (even more than?) you want me to fuck your face, your cunt. Well… I’m game.

She dressed for me. She did precisely as I asked. I made her cry with my hands, my belt, on her ass, and I filled her mouth with my cum. In addition to feeling my cock rest deep inside her. Want to read?