I really want to wear a sports jersey next week, preferably Flyers. I realized I left a bag containing a couple jerseys at the house when I moved & now isn’t the time to try to make any transactions.
It got me thinking though…. I remembered going to an Eagles game w/former lover. I wore a white compression long-sleeved turtleneck shirt, leggings, boots, and one of his Eagles jerseys. When we got home we began fooling around. The next day he made a comment to me that it was strange to him, difficult even, to fuck me while I was wearing his jersey.
Keep in mind, I always fucked him while he was wearing my clothes. Interesting…
I guess we all have our things, it just doesn’t need to be my thing.
So if I ever put out an application to be my next boyfriend first question may very well be: would you ever deny fucking a pretty girl wearing your jersey?
That one might be a deal-breaker.
This sounds whiny, my apologies. but c’mon….
Or should I say – cum on me…
You are beautiful, inside & out.
And I would know better than anyone else…
Because that speculum I used on you spread you open beautifully.
I am sleepy and PMSing. All the masturbating I’ve been doing is cancelling out my cramps. Come keep me warm and beat my period to the punch line and fuck me until I bleed.
k, thanks. Nice doing business with you.
There are 3 individuals I want right now.
Do those thoughts make me a slut?
Thing is, I’m not near any of them right now.
I am not close enough to feel his heart beating…
as hard as I know I can make his dick.
I want to feel the weight of a man on top of me.
And only one man, or maybe every man.
Does it make me a whore to want more?
Fucked up thing is this, the exponential erotic torture of a tease for the last several weeks – it’s the best sex I’ve ever had & haven’t had sex at all. The desire for and from each one of them only increases my desire for all of them.
I’m fucking sick & maybe a little twisted.
And I fucking love every goddamned second of it.
I can’t tell if I dropped acid or it’s been too long since I’ve been fucked.
I have little concept of time & can see water beads roll down my body as I shower.
I cuss way too much.
I think I just tend to say ‘fuck’ a lot when I’m not actually getting fucked.
“And you smile like a saint, but you curse like a sailor…” DC