I’m so proud of myself when I turn down sex. Or when I delay sex.

I could have fucked Bobby. But he was hanging out with his buddies. And he’s an adult child – e.g., he was so proud that he had a new skateboard.  He is someone I’ll maybe fuck once.  If he turns out to be more complex, which is possible, I’ll be happily surprised.

I like it when my original assumption is turned on its head.  I like it when a guy appears to be so “straight” but then I find out his secret, that he loves to suck cock.  I could most definitely get into watching and participating in a reluctant “straight” guy sucking cock.  Oh!  And taking cock in his ass ….

I want someday to fuck a super-faggy guy.  I don’t want him to say my pussy feels better than anything, or that I suck cock better than anything, just to have that experience; to feel like I’m giving him an experience he’s not before had.  I do not want to “turn” him; I get it when I guy wants to fuck guys.  Hell, I want to fuck guys.  Cock is glorious.

I love sex so fucking much.  I understand it’s not productive to just fuck all the time (unless in the sex industry), but I really wish it was ok to incorporate fucking into one’s life.  “They” say one should do what one loves and the money will follow.  I love fucking.  LOVE it.  And I think that should make me some money, dammit.  Because I have a special talent.

Or I’m just delusional.  I have a good time – I always thought – when I fuck, and think I should keep doing it.  But it could just be that I’m stupid.

I so want to go find a nice big cock to suck.  Really, is that so wrong?

I swear.  A lot.  True story.  For the most part.

Tags: yummy cock

Categories: fantasy, True Story.

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