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Finding it Hard to Think
It's been a couple of weeks since we had our anniversary. And I won't lie. It was amazing! Probably the best night of my life up to that point. I truly felt like he fucking scrambled my mind. Even now, I feel like I am drunk off of it. The shake up truly resonating embers of bliss in my mind, reminding me of why I love him. That being said, everything else has begun to feel harder and harder to remember. After I realized this, I started to write down my thoughts in this j- this... book. This book is important to me for some reason. Half the pages are empty, and the other half is my hand writing. That being said, each and every page is a little different. The farther back I go the better the writing becomes, and yet the harder to understand. I don't know why, or what is happening, but it feels like I am losing something... But at the same time I am gaining everything I ever wanted. I feel better than I ever did. Stronger, sweeter, sexier. Even my- my man? My domineering devil of a man. The man of my dreams that I get to sleep with every night. I can't sleep without him. I can't sleep without him holding me. I can't sleep without him filling me with his love. I can't sleep before he fills me. I need him to fill me. I need him to control me. I need him to, to, to...
I need to focus. I feel like I might need to start writing things down, because... It's been a couple of weeks since my man and I had anniversary. I don't know what happened, what changed, but it feels like everything in my life has been slowly changing. I feel better than ever now. My anxiety is gone. My worries seem to be as illusive a snow fox in a frosted winter. At the same time my passions, my body have begun like a fire that fuels a furnace that has the power to push through anything. Pushing the piston that propels me forward. Pushing and pistoning like my does to my pussy. It- It's such mind numbing pleasure every time I feel him inside me. Each and every time he preps his tip to my lips, the colors vibrate with greater intensity. Every time he pushes in, I feel him sliding into me. I feel him sliding all the way into my mind. I feel him behind my eyes. I feel him taking control of my mind. I feel him taking control. I feel him taking my body. I feel like I am losing my mind. I feel like I am losing control. I feel like I am giving him my body. My body to give him. To give him. Body for him. For him. For him. Hiisss body... to take...
I love taking him every time I can, every night he lets me. It's been a couple of weeks since my mas- man and I had our anniversary. I don't know what happened, what changed, but it seems like everything in my life is that much better now. Everything is brighter, more colorful, more warm. And when I feel his fingers cup my cheek. When they slide down my neck, down my shoulder, down my side, down, down, down.... Oh! Oh my, it happened again. I just can't stop myself from losing myself in thought about how amazing of a man he is, with his devilish smile, his strong arms, his sturdy legs, his warm body, his massive cock, I- his, his, his, his, hiisss... I love his cock. It just feels so good. And when I feel it, it just takes over. He takes over. He takes me. All that is me, all of it becomes his. I become his. I become his. I become... his.
Artist: ChiralChimera
Writer: Twofaceddragon
Hello everyone! ^.^
It's been a while. Yes, I know, I have said that at least, well, quite a few times at this point. But Don't worry. The reasons were there. No I won't talk about them. No they weren't personal reasons, just work demanding the majority of my life. xD You know how it goes. You are either the master or the slave, and to be honest, I have been to a horrible monster of a woman for a third of my life. (Just don't tell my exs... They already know. :P )
Anyhow! I know you all aren't here for the drama llama stories. You are here for the deviant writings of a deranged deviant devil, am I right? :3
As you know, I am 100% not okay with the type of thing where the person is pushed into the realm of nonconcent. Have fun out there, be honest with each other, and if this is the style of deviancy you like, enjoy it for what it is. Just make sure you don't do anything that might harm others while you are at it.
As always, I want to throw out a massive thank you to the artists that help spring my imagine into play! ^.^ If you get the chance, please thank the lovely Miss ChiralChimera today ^.^ She made this piece for me about half a year ago, and I still love it. If you check out her page, you will see there is more to come as well.
Until then, I wish you all a wonderful evening, and most of all... Have fun!
SkyeToss
MemberEasy solution.
Start thinking gay.
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