I thought about posting my gamer tag, I already have it here on my contact section. Maybe I should post on twitter or Reddit. However, I want another muse meeting to be organic. Can't be if I meet someone and they know I'm looking for a muse to write about sexual fantasies or maybe even write about actual cum sessions. In the meantime it will be fantasy, good memories of some great fucking and hopefully some soft dom exploring. Yeah so no to advertising that.
Spent a good hour just filling my Spotify Bump & Grind list; usually can get me warmed up. I felt like some rereading later. "Heaven" Julia Michaels from 50 Shades Freed I rediscovered Apocalyptica and sent a link Nothing Else Matters to Dv. Didn't say anything else just the link. He replied if I had a certain app. I did kind of, so I reactivated it. Told him it was up. Not being specific with direct messages because this is not what 'this' is about. Not here to write word for word, just my thoughts and my reactions. And obviously I've become reactive to him. My sweet first muse. His direct message, not a hello or that was a cool video. Just do you have this app. His reply plus my reply is enough to get my dopamine flowing. My heart racing. Thighs weak. Smiling. Busy tweeting to my favorite Kratom vendor, and notice the app is showing 1 new message. My heart literally jumped. Adrenaline is now speeding through my body. Stomach drops. It's not my stomach, my heart maybe cause it dropped to my navel, now my crotch. I'm hot now. Now my pussy lips are pulsating. Vibrating, humming, purring. Wanting to be grabbed. Devoured. Munched. Cock punched. I haven't even looked at this message. For fucks sake it might not even be his! Look at me. Shaky. Hot. Wet. Wrecked. I hurried to the bathroom to avoid the house. Yelled I needed the bathroom. Quickly locked the door and turned the water faucet on to full to drown out any escaped moans that will transpire. Not here in this bathroom for foreplay or date myself, I need relief. Left hand on bathroom counter, my legs getting weaker. Right hand down past my waistband. Not going under panties. I love pussy play through clothes, make my panties wet. Fingers find hot area. My clit engorged wishing to be sucked instead. This will do. Doesn't take long. A few rotations with my three fingers, that feeling of my stomach falling earlier more intense the closer I get. Like the fingers on a cello, moving more rapidly, I can feel my inner muscles expecting and needing something inserted. Like a long note, the final rotation and I'm coming. Thigh muscles tight. Vagina muscles pulsate, contracting. Bite my lip and a low quiet deep sigh is released. I'm cuming hard, it's lasting some time. Grabbing the counter to hold me up, pussy still pulsating. Throbbing. The vibrating is slowing down, slower pace and as it's almost stopping as I push back my hair from eyes. I can see my face is flushed, cheeks are pink. Smile and I chuckle, yeah I think 'cause of him my sessions are quick to rise, and peaks with a long slow orgasm. Deliciously organic. "How Do You Want It" 2Pac to end this here. Until my thoughts arise ~pull it to the side, keep it up & stay slow
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