My dating & sex life in very graphic detail | 18+
I slipped behind the curtain of the changing room, holding the white corset like it was the most precious thing in the world. It took me a while to get to grips with the hook-and-eye fastenings that ran down the front, and once I’d done it up, I could barely breathe, but… wow. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and barely recognised my own figure. Where had that hourglass come from?!
Read MoreSometimes, I need… just sex. I don’t need words, dinner, small talk, dates, or anything like that; I just need to get fucked. That was definitely my mood last night, so when a certain someone send a text, asking if they could come over, I said yes with only the tiniest moment of hesitation.
Read MoreGrey does this thing sometimes, where he pushes down my lower abdomen as he’s fucking me, and I’ve gotta tell you: it is incredible stuff. It’s all I can remember, all I can think about. I keep getting little fuck flashbacks, randomly, throughout the day. It’s ruining my life in the absolute best way. He has gone again now, back to his end of the nation, back to work, and back to real life. I feel so… empty. Like I’m missing something – not a limb or finger or anything…
Read MoreGuess what I’ve been up to for the last two days that I’ve had off work? Actually, I’ll just tell you, because I don’t think you could guess even if I gave you one hundred hints. I’ve been partaking in what can only be described as filth, and now it’s time for me to tell you about some very explicit content. I have fucked, ate dinner, fucked, drank some wine, fucked, talked, laughed, fucked some more, and fucked a little more on top of that. I’m rocking an amazing glow…
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