Author: CplOnAJourney

Work Day [MF, Toys]

Staring at the computer screen blankly was not making the work day move any faster. The crotch of my pants has been soaked all day, and was needing to be tended to. The thoughts of your hard dick in and out of my mouth this morning was distracting me from any productivity for the day. Closing my eyes for a second will be fine…

“Are you coming?” you ask from the other room, maybe the bedroom. I spring onto my feet in excitement, knowing that you will be relieving the ache between my legs that I have held all day. I make my way to the bedroom and find the lights are dimmed to the lowest setting and “Sinematic” playing on the speakers. “Just fuck me ’til we disappear” is, of course, what plays as I am slammed against the wall. Before any reaction escapes me, my hands are locked into our cuffs. Once the cuffs are secured and I am unable to move my hands, your hand makes its way to grip my neck. My surroundings go dark. I quickly realize from my deprivation of air that you have blindfolded me. All of my senses are being suppressed, aside from the heartbeat I can feel from between my legs. Read more »

The Bar [MF-EXH] – First time posting

He sat at the bar, sipping a whisky, not waiting for anything in particular. She walked in, wearing red heels with ties that wrapped up her calves, little black dress and a red bra that peaked out just a bit from underneath. She was petite but thicc, she filled out that dress perfectly and her dark brown hair fell just past her shoulders. They were both scanning the bar when they locked eyes, if only for a brief second. She sat at the end of the bar, away from him and ordered a martini. She kept watching him, watching as he interacted with women that came up; why wouldn’t they, he looked amazing. He was in black slacks, black shirt, black vest and a red tie that added a pop of color. He had a salt and pepper beard that carried into his hair.

After enjoying themselves respectively, she decided that enough was enough and wanted to make a move. She moved down the bar towards him, his back was turned as she approached, he was still flirting with another. She walked up, sliding her hand around his side and down over the bugle in his pants, taking a firm but gentle grip around his parts. He reacts with pure calm, not even breaking conversation with the other woman, but merely bringing his hand to hers and squeezing his hand around hers. Read more »