After a long day of work, I just want to come home and chill. I don't have anyone and maybe
that's a good thing for now. I have my reasons. The last guy I dated cheated, then he gaslit me
saying it was my fault that I was too demanding for sex and it dampened his mood. How the fuck did
it dampen his mood when he used the same dick on another fucking chick? Anyway, Aiden is the least
of my problems now. It's only me. Well, me and my vibrator, speaking of which, I head for my drawer
and pull out my vibrator. She's my trusty. She's my old faithful. I'm about to head into the bath
so I put it on to ensure it doesn't die on me. I've been using this thing quite religiously
and it can die without a warning. It does that sometimes, ruin everything. I always have batteries
on hand but just in case I'm neck deep in the mood, I don't want it to die. I set it on the highest
level and listen. Sweet. There's no break or low hum so I'm all good. I head to my bathroom and fill
the tub. It takes quite some time so I use the opportunity to get myself in the mood. I love
watching myself in the mirror. I love me. Narcissistic maybe? But that's my problem, not yours. I love
all my curves, my marks, and the little nicks and dinks on my body that make me... me. I strip myself
of my robe and drag my fingers across my chest. It's amazing how the simplest of caresses can turn
me on. I trail my fingers down to my breasts, down my stomach, and God. It's amazing. I palm my pussy.
It's fat. It's bald. It's fucking wet. It always feels good to touch myself. Only I know what feels
good, what feels right. I'm the master of myself. I move my legs apart and dip my finger between
my heated folds. God. I bring my wet fingers up to my lips and suck them off. My breasts are perfect.
They are not heavy or weighed down or too small. They are just right. Oh, the benefits of a full
length mirror. In a matter of minutes, my tub is filled to where I want it. I grab my vibrator and
carefully step into the tub. I didn't add any soap since I rather see myself in the water
and not be bombarded by suds and bubbles. I settle back, letting the warmth of the water cover me.
It's the littlest things that set me in the mood. I turn on my vibrator and lower it between my
spread legs. I close my eyes and all I can think about is him. Damien, the sexy dark guy at the
coffee shop with the neck and wrist tattoo. He's fucking hot. So fucking...
Damien hands me my coffee, but he doesn't let it go. I have something else you might prefer.
And what might that be? Damien sets the coffee down. Follow me. I do it without hesitation.
He leads me to a door inside the coffee shop. It's a room with a metal sink, a table and cleaning
supplies. It's small but doable for whatever he wants. Damien closes the door and locks it with a
click. I stare at him. Well? He smiles and reaches for his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping it.
He doesn't tug it down. Instead, he slips his dick out and fists it in front of me.
He's pierced. Like what you see? I nod, licking my lips.
Psst. Then get on your knees and suck me off like a good girl or bad. Your pick.
I like a guy who commands the scene. And when he says something like this,
you're gonna bet I will do exactly what he says. I lower onto my knees and wrap my fingers around
his thick cock. Damien is hard. He's lengthy. He's fucking magnificent. I drag the tip of my tongue
over the slit of his penis. Damien reaches for the top of my head and fists my hair,
readying me for his deeds. His hips jerk forward, filling my mouth with his glorious cock.
Damien is in control. I have no say. His hand is on my head, making all the moves and I love it.
This man knows what he wants, knows what I can give him.
He shoves himself deeper, making me choke. He lets out a grunt, moving his hips forward,
sinking his full length down my throat. He's wicked and I'm here for it. I gag.
Damien pulls out and grips my hair, yanking me to stand.
Let me feel that dirty little pussy. Damien lifts me and sets me down on the table,
clearing whatever bottles and tools are on it. Thank God I'm wearing a skirt because it's easier
for him. He reaches up my legs and pulls down my panties. He rubs it across his cheek and pitches
it aside, pulling me to the edge of the table. Damien pushes his pants down, his cock bobbing
up and down like a fucking bobblehead. God, how perfect can this man be? His head is swollen,
his head is swollen, thick with arousal and all I can do is lick my lips and savor the salty taste of him.
Damien thrusts into me, entering me bare, open and unforgiving. He moves inside me like a boy in heat.
He reaches for my hips, repeatedly pulling me onto him. It's like I'm scooting a fucking chair.
It feels good, it's... it's filling. Damien slips out, wickedly teasing the tip of his cock onto
my swollen clit. Flesh against flesh and it feels so fucking good. His breath shudders,
making my pussy pulse against him. And when I think he's going to enter me again, he brushes
his penis at my entrance, dragging it tantalizingly slow, up and down, putting enough pressure on
my cunt to make me feel like he's going to fill me again, but he doesn't. I'm close, so fucking close.
If he keeps this up, torturing me like this, teasing me with the tip of his bulbous cock,
I'm gonna... Damien drives into me. His thrusts are wickedly hard, dangerous,
as if he wants to break me. I scream his name, gripping his shoulders, pulling him onto me.
This is life. I'm near, so fucking near. I cry out, protesting when Damien pulls out.
He lowers his mouth onto me. Come in my fucking mouth, bitch.
His tongue darts into me. My pussy quivers. My stomach dips and my vision hazes.
Oh. Fuck. I fling the vibrator away as my body convulses in the water. Sensory overload.
Sensory overload. Shit. I tense up, riding the waves until reality kicks in, and it kicks in fast.
There's no Damien. There's no Dick. Just me, myself, and I.
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