Mirah
I love you
I was looking at Neil's Fetish thread in the Tea Room and almost posted that for once I was only thinking about sex, not being tied up. I was feeling quite "normal" there for a moment. But then I chuckled. Hadn't I pleasured myself this morning looking over at my belt hanging on the wall, and my scarves on the shelf, wishing to be tied up? I climaxed before I could get off the bed and follow through with tying myself up, but the thought was there.
Last night he held my legs down while stroking my cunt with one hand and pulling my hair with the other. He bites my nipples so hard. Its the best nipple biting I have ever had ever.
When I told him I was getting too attached to him, he laughed. He said I could never get attached to anyone. "No really" I said. But then I laughed too because I didn't want him to think it was true.
I've looked for someone like him all my life.
Sigh.
At the same time, he is not as available to me as I would like, so I still seek out that other part. That other part that perhaps I do not even want, but I crave to want it.
So I am happy with what I have, and what I don't have, for he will never be truly mine, but maybe he is.
Last night he held my legs down while stroking my cunt with one hand and pulling my hair with the other. He bites my nipples so hard. Its the best nipple biting I have ever had ever.
When I told him I was getting too attached to him, he laughed. He said I could never get attached to anyone. "No really" I said. But then I laughed too because I didn't want him to think it was true.
I've looked for someone like him all my life.
Sigh.
At the same time, he is not as available to me as I would like, so I still seek out that other part. That other part that perhaps I do not even want, but I crave to want it.
So I am happy with what I have, and what I don't have, for he will never be truly mine, but maybe he is.