The 26 year old fucked me hard last week, and left a visible mark on my neck. He did a new-to-us thing–pushing me against my door and putting my hands above me, like he was frisking me. He told me beforehand he wanted to do something like that while putting his hand down my robe. I gotta be me, so I wore a dress that makes me feel pretty and no panties.
He ate me a little–he’s lost interest in my body. He likes to cum, and he likes it in a disinterested way when I cum on his dick. I’ve been loved like an object before, and feel the shift in his brain. When he thinks about my body, he’s mostly thinking about where he can put his cock. Last weekend it was pronounced enough I stopped while we were having sex and put a blindfold on myself.
I’ve lost weight and I feel angular and awkward, all wet pussy and fuzzy hair. I stop and wrap a scarf around my head and tell him, “I’m not good at being submissive,” while I my hand goes around his dick nice and tight. He probably tried to push me onto my knees, with me resisting. He doesn’t force (correct choice, sir!) and there’s no doubt why I’m here in this room. I’m naked with a blindfold on, and he wants to push me down to suck his cock. Happy to oblige.