Based on messages with people on other sites my fantasy and dream of what could of been.
Don't take offensive but will try use terms that could be hot in the scene or could trigger.
Shit, I get so scared about scaring off potential play mates on here...
An recent confusion got me thinking crazy dirty thoughts.
Like want I'd like to happen but mix it with the most dirtiest ideas I can think of.
For example: I met sub boy and his mistress at an event. The pitiful sub was being attended to on the St Andrews cross with claws, whips and beatings a many by Miss. Got talking to them, telling them how much I enjoyed the scene and it wasn't long until I was hoping to kiss mistress. She got that swag I like. That figure I wanted to play with.
After a few messages back and forth we agree to meet up at mine (Of course. Anxiety is a mother fucker. Although I'd consider traveling to play mates if not a bad journey from mine. And weather), smoked some , played some rocket league and drank some wine.
One thing leads to another and before I know it, I've got a live Dom/sub demo at mine. Before I know it, I'm the alpha. She tells me she needs someone like me in her life. She as do I believe not everyone can fill their partners EVERY need. I get easily bored with long term relationships and so try to sympathize in a way where I don't want to (out of character) upset either of them. They are pretty cool to; come over, trust me, hang out and do... This.
After a period of time she once again throws her arms around me (I remember the first kiss. She did that then. I remember. Still gives me butterflies) and kisses me. Sub boy on my living room floor, naked, collared, already taken a few beatings from me and her from my belt doesn't move. He's been expecting this. His arms at the side, knees tucked in, chin touching my carpet. But I know his hard. I just don't want the faggot leaking over my carpet. My red carpet.
I love red carpet.
Giggity.
As we kiss, we are touching and stroking each other's sexual parts. Her breasts, my chest. Her arse, my arse. My cock. She is lightly stroking... No. Touching my cock. It throbs more and more as her touch lightens and lightens until I can't stand it.
"Get on your knees."
She sucks me.
He watches.
And in my mind I come out of character and say to him that he can watch. He can sit up while his mistress sucks someone else's cock.
Someone better.
After awhile of playing, exploring, kissing and sucking each other I'm about to explode in this woman. But I need to find a condom. Sub is pretty excited as well. He's already fucked his dildo and wanked to exploration.
I needed to see him shoot his load. I was worried about the flat.
Thinking I put the condoms in one place she says no.
"No? Okay. Well maybe we could watch porn and-"
"Noooo... I want you inside me. I just don't want the condom on. I want to feel you."
To be honest, I almost lost it then.
"I wanna shoot a drop inside you and feed the rest to you faggot sub." I grunted as I couldn't breath. I couldn't believe this hotness was happening at mine! So I wanted to do the most dirtiest idea I could think of but she said yes to that as well!
Setting up where we was fucking and where sub would be for the finish but after a period we figured it out. It would be doggy side over my sofa arm while faggotboy wanks his numb tired cock but awaits my hot spunk from my cock.
When I became close, I told her so but she told me to 'fill her fucking cunt up with my hot spunk. Make me pregnant, you fucking cunt'. As you can imagine I came crazy. I actually feel bad for the neighbors.
She remembered breeding fantasies are one of my favorite things to think of while cumming (Captain Caveman in full effect. I need help with that. Seriously. Send Jesus) just completed the experience for me.
But then when I saw her tries to squeeze it out so sub boy could drink some and play with it over his face and chest...
And then getting dressed and cuddled and watching YT videos... I knew these were awesome understanding people I want for a long time in my life. Sub boy is even in my Overwatch team. We just don't tell mandem how we met.
American teenagers don't understand, man.
|
