Straight Female / 29
Desires Bound By Karma
I’m not particularly proud of what I’ve done in the shadows...I don’t regret my actions either. However, Karma is real and I’m currently doing time for my past mischievous adventures. I’d be lying if I said I remembered the names of every partner I rode but I’ll never forget their faces, especially when I was making them cum.
Prince Charming had to be my absolute best sex I’ve ever had in my life. 6’2, blue eyes and the jawline of a god. He was pretty fit. He didn’t have the “cum gutters” of Ryan Reynolds but this mans aura of sexy made up for it. He was the first man to just make love to me. We weren’t in love at all. In fact I was so young and airheaded I never had a chance to be with him in a serious relationship. Not to mention I could have ruined the mans military career as well as my own and my marriage at the time.
Our first date together was amazing. He was a bit of an Alpha male but i like a man who a bit more dominant and takes charge. After a wonderful sushi dinner. He took me back to his place for some wine. I don’t remember how but next thing I know I’m looking at his ceiling. My legs rested on his shoulders as he noticed how flexible I am. There was no need to make sure I was wet enough to enter. The moment I met him for dinner I was pretty much soaking panties. I didn’t get feel him up much before we got to this point but I didn’t he’d be such a perfect fit for my pussy. He held my head in one hand and my ass with the other. As he reached down to kiss me he shoved his throbbing cock in me and I knew then that this was the most raw form of passion, excitement and ecstasy.
Our breaths were in sync while we moved back and fourth. I can still feel his hands on my back. Gripping gently, never letting go as we would move faster and slower. It was almost if he knew what I was thinking. we moved together so fluid. We even came together...it was just so moving that I forgot for a second all the risk we were taking.
Once we were done I left for home but for a bit then ended up coming back that night for more. I was addicted and so was he. I think we had a few more date until he got relocated.
Fast forward 5 years ago to today. I’m trying to not recreate that date but 6 months without actual sex has been a really Debbie downer. I find myself looking and wanting but I’m trying to be faithful. I’m letting Karma punish me for my dirty deeds because I still long for them. I’ll probably marry this sexless old man and be miserable for the rest of my days because he doesn’t believe in romance. Apparently it’s enough that he doesn’t treat me like dirt.
I definitely deserve this punishment but again I don’t regret getting fucked by a stranger who made me feel more loved (sexually) then any other partner I shared a life with.
Prince Charming had to be my absolute best sex I’ve ever had in my life. 6’2, blue eyes and the jawline of a god. He was pretty fit. He didn’t have the “cum gutters” of Ryan Reynolds but this mans aura of sexy made up for it. He was the first man to just make love to me. We weren’t in love at all. In fact I was so young and airheaded I never had a chance to be with him in a serious relationship. Not to mention I could have ruined the mans military career as well as my own and my marriage at the time.
Our first date together was amazing. He was a bit of an Alpha male but i like a man who a bit more dominant and takes charge. After a wonderful sushi dinner. He took me back to his place for some wine. I don’t remember how but next thing I know I’m looking at his ceiling. My legs rested on his shoulders as he noticed how flexible I am. There was no need to make sure I was wet enough to enter. The moment I met him for dinner I was pretty much soaking panties. I didn’t get feel him up much before we got to this point but I didn’t he’d be such a perfect fit for my pussy. He held my head in one hand and my ass with the other. As he reached down to kiss me he shoved his throbbing cock in me and I knew then that this was the most raw form of passion, excitement and ecstasy.
Our breaths were in sync while we moved back and fourth. I can still feel his hands on my back. Gripping gently, never letting go as we would move faster and slower. It was almost if he knew what I was thinking. we moved together so fluid. We even came together...it was just so moving that I forgot for a second all the risk we were taking.
Once we were done I left for home but for a bit then ended up coming back that night for more. I was addicted and so was he. I think we had a few more date until he got relocated.
Fast forward 5 years ago to today. I’m trying to not recreate that date but 6 months without actual sex has been a really Debbie downer. I find myself looking and wanting but I’m trying to be faithful. I’m letting Karma punish me for my dirty deeds because I still long for them. I’ll probably marry this sexless old man and be miserable for the rest of my days because he doesn’t believe in romance. Apparently it’s enough that he doesn’t treat me like dirt.
I definitely deserve this punishment but again I don’t regret getting fucked by a stranger who made me feel more loved (sexually) then any other partner I shared a life with.
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