Insatiableš
- damedickhouse69
- Oct 6, 2019
- 3 min read
Everyone has that naughty side to them...that secret fantasy they'd give anything to live out.
Some fight their urges & keep their naughty thoughts to themselves. Some, like me, wish not to battle with our inner demons anymore & simply live in peace with them, participating in any sexual fantasy we can.
I've always been on the naughty sideš, partaking in what turns me on. As a practitioner of sex magick, I've never been afraid of my raw sexuality; I embrace it. I allow myself to succumb to my sensual darkness. I make magick with it. In other words, I do what pleases me, as well as othersš
Sex shouldn't be so damned taboo. In this day & age, people are sleeping with whomever the Hell they want to. Raw sexual intimacy is oft overlooked. I myself love the thrill of knowing I'm going to bring some dick like they've never had before. The thoughts stay in my mind. I love passion. I crave intimacy.
Tease me if u like; you'll only get tortured right back. I am a fiend; nothing surprises me anymore. My arousal is constant. So is the physical result of one being aroused all the time. Sure, I own sweatpants. Some days a muthafucka wanna be lazy...shit I'm a busy man...when u trying to be comfortable yet ur nasty ass keep thinking about getting some sugar, quite naturally the L.D. gotta have his say in itš¤£
And let's say you're in a public place with the infamous sweatpantsšš...do I have a story to tell.š
It was back when I'd first met my Brown Sugar, when she was working in the strip club. Mayne, I swear I tried to be cool & not get a repeat of our first lap dance. I wanted to control myself so she could show me what she had. I was aroused like a muthafucka, watching her dance in front of me, teasing me. I was wearing a pair of black nylon sweats & I swear they couldn't stop the tip of my head from escaping when she decided to straddle me & was moving her body the way she was. Me, being the young sex crazed miscreant that I wasšwanna grab her ass...she was driving ur boy insane...I wanted to slide up in that so bad...I didn't know how to act.
She knew what the fuck she was doingš¤£grinding on me, teasing me. My dick began to kick up in the worst way, totally sticking out of the rim of my sweats. I was so embarrassed, I quickly grabbed her hips , trying to put her at a distance where she wouldn't feel it...only she looked down & saw it. The look on her face thoš³š¤£ She quickly sat on it, as to cover me up but I think she just wanted to show me how wet she was bcuz when she did that shit I could feel her maneuver herself to where I'd feel those lips. Like I said, teasing me.
Needless to say, I wanted to fuck her right then & there. My urge to slide those thongs to the side & make her take me right there in the middle of the club won & I did so, sliding in as I pulled her down onto me, the right way...the way that would make her feel all of me. She couldn't help but moan softly as I began my secret thrusts.
Knowing I wouldn't be able to continue this charade, I suggested we take this to the Champagne Room, a darkened empty room save for a few chairs. It was good enough for us. I locked that door & let's just say what we did out there was nothing compared what we did in there š
The moral of my story is that sometimes u should live a little.šÆššš„°
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