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Sounds like a perfect day. Thank you for sharing!!!

This sounds like an incredible night.

Can I ask what that looks like for you?

Be good to yourself Ery. We’ll be here when you’re ready.

I know you already came.

But you didn’t say stop.

Extra anxious and feeling in need of a win.

So how about I worship your pussy with my mouth. You give me gentle guidance so I know just what’s working for you.

I’ll stop when you’re satisfied and ready to praise me.

Closer to 1 but emphasis on troit.

Born Midwest, live southwest US.

Agree entirely. Each episode ended before I was ready, and then the season ends the same way - it just stops without resolution. I get that that’s life in the ED, but tough way to cut a season of a show I’ve loved so much.

I’ll still tune in for season 3, of course.

a group of people are standing in a park and one of them is holding a bag . ALT: a group of people are standing in a park and one of them is holding a bag .

I’m ready!!!

Tonight’s fantasy:
Holding you as he fucks you.
“Are you ok”
“Does that feel good”
“Oh, I know it does baby”
“It’s ok”
“Let go, baby”
“God I can hear how wet he’s made you”
“Such a good girl. I love feeling you cum for him”
“Tell me how good it feels”
“That’s it”

Rest now. It’s my turn soon.

I love this dance! Natu natu!

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I definitely think about this.

I do miss writing as a creative exercise, not to mention and outlet for my filthy thoughts. Sometimes I just need a longer form space to express the depths of my depravity (and silliness).

Then again, would I even have the time to spend? Probably not.

Please 🥹😍

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Yes, I can see exactly why men will do whatever you tell them to do 😍

Ditto to that. Hope the morning brings some well deserved light.

Ok friends, let’s call it a weekend.

Wishing us all incredible rest, and I hope something really good happens for you this week.

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Nicely done!

Omg Chef is a fav in our household too!

Love having these simple comfort shows and movies.

Gods forbid we have a conversation about it. I’m not sure either of us had the maturity or language to discuss boundaries, consent, etc.

So it’s likely a very good thing we never did more than kiss.

We slept for a bit and kissed more.

I wanted to take off our shirts and feel her skin on mine. I slid my fingers along her waistband and teased the soft skin…her breathing quickened but she didn’t stop me.

But I didn’t want to push her to more if she didn’t want it.

We stayed up all night making out. Our hands exploring, but always over the clothes. I so desperately wanted more but knew she hadn’t done anything more than kiss, and I was so shy to push it any further.

In retrospect, she may have wanted more, but I’m not sure either of us were ready.

She invited me to her dorm one weekend. Her roommate would be out of town and she snuck me in. Honors college dorms. Living off campus I had never actually spent any time in the dorms.

She surprised me one day after class with a little gift. She knew I’d had a hard week and wanted to see me smile.

I don’t remember the specific gift but I remember how she made me feel.

We got along well. She was fun. Extremely intelligent, but not in an arrogant or overbearing way. Subtle. So cute. The sweetest, shy smile when she’d look at me.

She ended up (amongst many other impressive things) a teacher. That makes sense.

We went with her friends and found a spot to watch the airplanes land. We ended up outside the car sharing a soft, sweet, and then passionate kiss while her friends waited inside.

I found out later it had been her first kiss. You’d never have known it, except both our hearts raced.

We ended up exchanging numbers and planned to chat later that week. Before you know it I was out with her and her friends. A real ray-tag group of guys and girls. Theater kids. Nerds. A tightly bonded group.

I fit in well.

We met at a house party - not my usual scene, but I was meeting friends that hadn’t arrived yet.

So, being my usual awkward self I had no idea what to do.

But somehow we connected. She was wearing a leather jacket and I thought she looked cool as hell. So pretty.