Posts tagged submission
Posts tagged submission
This is one of those things where Things Organized Neatly meets I Love Charts and I have an OCD brain-gasm.
(via thingsorganizedneatly)
He likes to push the limits, to explore boundaries. I normally wouldn’t let someone I’m not involved with go that far, but I’m tempted to let him. I tell him I just want him to rail me. I need it because it’s been too long. He comes over; we talk briefly and move to the bedroom. He starts kissing my neck, nibbling my ear and spanking me. He knows I like that.
He wants to hurt me, so I let him. I can see it turns him on, and I kinda like it myself. He starts to choke me. I’ve been choked before, but not this hard. It’s a little scary at first, but it turns me on even more than I was. I never really enjoyed choking before that night. Freud has discovered my submissiveness…
I end up on my stomach somehow, and we’re both still clothed. He straddles me and I can feel his hard cock on my ass. There’s nothing like knowing you can make a man hard like that, without even touching him. I end up having two orgasms before we even get naked.
He lies down on the bed, takes his pants off, and I go down on him. I’ve almost forgotten how big his cock is. We only had sex one other time and it was a long time ago. I can’t help but think of him inside me while I suck his cock, and I moan with him in my mouth while the images fill my head.
I climb up on the bed, near the pillows, ready for him. He climbs up behind me and slowly enters me. God he’s so big, I can’t help but let out a low throaty moan while he pushes his cock all the way inside me. He delivers what I asked of him, thrusting deep and hard while he spanks me. My head and torso end up contorted in the pillows when I come for the third time. He keeps going, but wraps his big hand around my neck. He cuts off my air almost completely and in short order I come again.
He lets me catch my breath before I finish him off. He wants to come in my mouth. After a few minutes he does, and we collapse on the bed together. This one is different. It’s not just physical, it’s mental with him.
Once he leaves, I think to myself “I’ll have to schedule another session with Freud. Soon.”