The Possibilities are Limitless #MasturbationMonday

The search for a home lasted so long. The decision became the central focus of our lives for several weeks. Is it any wonder that visions of room layouts filled my head. Possibilities in those rooms entered my subconscious.

I woke up with wisps of dreams clinging to my mind and body…

Bent over the railing, hair pulled tight, fucked.

Pressed against the sliding glass door, naked, praying no one walked by, hoping someone would.

Gagged, drooling, kneeling at his feet while he watches TV.

Clinging to his slick body while water pours over us. Forced to my knees, taking his cock deep in my throat.

Midnight swim in a warm sauna. Riding him, not allowed to cum.

The possibilities for adventure are limitless. New adventures in a new place.

His friends invited over for a new display – me.

Face pressed into the mattress, ass high in the air – a spanking that never seems to end.

New friends ready to explore and experiment with both of us.

Tied up, left, scared, and then finally taken – over and over again.

Naked, blindfolded, waiting upon his pleasure – whatever form that may take.

And this is only what my imagination can conceive of in this moment. His imagination is so much better than my own. It’s no wonder I wake with an ache between my thighs and a slow-burning desire that continues to build with each passing day.