Tessa Violet; ‘I Like (the idea of) You’<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\nIt can’t be shared with everyone. Some people are too burdened by modernization. They’ve intentionally buried their innate animal ways.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Every now and then, I come across someone that effortlessly leans into the same direction. I can see she’s able to experience that brilliant shine. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
It’s the person. So, I’ve seen it with strangers in quick one-night stands, yet I’ve failed to ever see it in lovers in spite of years and years of trying.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I’ve wondered whether there’s something much more mystical at play; whether such primal instincts only present with empaths and witches.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Even those that didn’t understand what was happening had the shine. They knew they tapped into something different than anything else.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
—ooOoo—<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“I’ve always wanted to try ass play. I wanna try anal sex,” she tells me quite frankly. “I even have a little secret. I have a butterfly butt plug.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pink translucent glass and silky smooth to the touch, her butt plug is coned shaped, with a blunt narrow tip that gradually widens at the base.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I put it in my mouth to warm it up, as she anxiously lays naked on her side, her legs giving me access to her ass with a runners-like stride. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Hands shaking, I open the lube, which I squeeze quite a bit out onto her ass, the butt plug, and my hand. She squirms with the touch of cold lube.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her squirming turns me on, makes me wanna get inside her ass, so I get ready by taking turns between stroking myself and fingering her ass.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She gets increasingly wet, so I use her wetness along with the lube to start penetrating her ass with two fingers, which opens her up for me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Cupping my balls in my palm, I use my fingers and hand to grab the base of my cock, and I start pushing and grinding the tip up against her ass.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She’s reluctant. She’s hesitant, and I can see a little blood from just penetrating her ass with the tip, so I decide to go back to her butt plug.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I take more lube, and I rub it all over. I begin to massage and penetrate her ass with that blunt narrow tip of her silky smooth glass butt plug.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her hips begin to move with me. She’s relaxing to allow penetration of her ass, and I see and feel her getting more wet as the pressure builds.<\/p>\n\n\n
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<\/audio>Fuck. I love that moment. One deep breath, one relaxing exhale, then a complete letting go of inhibition while the blunt tip fully penetrates.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
All that’s left is a stunning pink butterfly design protruding between two beautifully spread butt cheeks, her wet pussy almost gaping for me now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
What an amazing feeling, pushing the tip of my cock inside her pussy, while the wide base of her glass butt plug grinds on my penetrating cock.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Slow burn begins a pounding, and I can’t help but almost violently thrust my cock inside her, wanting to feel the butt plug grind all along my shaft. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
We repeatedly do this to the point of climax and exhaustion. At which time we pause, we take a break, and I let my cock slide outside of her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That was an amazing experience, an incredibly different feeling and sensation, and while enjoying the afterglow, I gently pull out the plug.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her body responds to my pulling out the butt plug, and she begins to squirm and purr with contentment, which gets me hard for her again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her ass, now commissioned and still open for me, I decide to take it. I get back into position, I grab my cock which is now hard again, and I go for it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I push and grind up against her ass, but this time, she lets me inside her. The tip, then a little at first, then a little more, and I begin to thrust in her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She’s vocal. She’s anxious. She’s almost frozen trying to process and comprehend the feeling of finally being thoroughly fucked in the ass.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
—ooOoo—<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I don’t care what we do. You will never hear me say no to anything. We can enjoy and treat each other like dirty little whores – dirty little secrets.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My only request: Whatever we do ends with a kiss. We fuck each other with kindness. We make love like we’re the last two people on Earth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I like the ancient concept that tears are the silent language of emotion; that tears are a tell; that tears communicate emotions without words.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tears make me jealous. I have no choice but to use words to express my emotion. It really sucks being unable to be vulnerable enough to cry. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I wish otherwise. I wish to show you my emotion with tears; to respond to your tears in kind; to physically demonstrate my emotions with tears.<\/p>\n\n\n
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<\/audio>Biig Piig; ‘4AM’<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\nIf done correctly though, I’d like to think that my actions show you my emotion; that my words paint a clear picture for you; that you feel me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWould you change anything? Would you do it all over again? Or would you give away falling in love to avoid the inevitable pain of heartbreak?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\nI wouldn’t change a thing. I challenge you to discover something more wonderful, more beautiful, more amazing than the act of falling in love.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lord Tennyson was absolutely right: “Tis better to have loved and lost,” as Love is what it is to be human, and nothing is lost in terms of Love.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Oh my! What an interesting turn of events; from our finally finding familiarity in Room 207, to unravelling our emotions in Room 6007.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
To be continued…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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