Longing to be used

I am so kicking myself right now. With a smile, but still…

Last night, Sir popped over quickly as he’d dropped his brother off in town and wanted to swing by for a quick blowjob before he left for the hospital again. He also brought the head box he’s building over to do a fitting. I took his cock in my mouth like a good little hungry slut, and savoured every squirt of jizz that he sprayed over my tongue.  It was heavenly. Afterward, he wanted some food before he hit the road again. We got in the car and went through a drive-thru, and as he was driving me back to the apartment, he asked if I wanted to come with him for the next day and a half. I wanted to jump right in and say yes, but I didn’t. I thought for a second, and then made the mature decision that he should probably spend time with his mom in the hospital and not just take me back to her house and play with me for the entire time. He seemed a little disappointed, but at the time I felt good for not taking advantage of his time.

And now I’m sitting home, horny and alone, and chatting with him at his mom’s house and wishing so much that I was there. It would just be Sir and me. I could be kept naked and collared, serving him, servicing him and feeling that wonderful tingle in my body that lets me know I’ve entered into an entirely different mindset. Supersub. The idea of his hands gently running over my skin, awakening the sensitive nerves all along my most sensitive areas; the thought of the biting sting of a quick, shallow slap or nails digging into my flesh; the heat and moisture building in my cunt as I anticipate his fingers or his tongue or his dick penetrating me…And toys! Using the flogger, or the paddle (my new favorite) on my ass and thighs until I beg him to stop in the most wanton, breathy voice I’ve ever heard come out of me. Yeah. Damn those mature decisions.

Goodness, I am all worked up! Sir bought me a new vibrator for my birthday, as I said, and I think I’ll have to use it. I don’t even need porn at this point. My imagination is running wild.

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