You'll never guess what I did Kai? I decided to arrange a little 'surprise' for Marlon recently. The fact is everything that I've done with Marlon has been because he orchestrated every scene, it was all due to him so far that our relationship has blossomed into what it is now. Of course I am very appreciative of it all but I don't want him to think that he's the only one with sexy tricks up his sleeve. Within all our sexual moments and escapades, we've discussed each other's experiences to a T and the fact that Marlon has been the only one surprising me with his antics had him thinking that he was the only one that could do it like that. The braggadocios way he described the details after everything was said and done had me feeling like I needed to show him that I too could cunning and sexually free with my planning. I clearly showed him that I was open to all of his ideas so it was time for him to be open to mine. What was my idea you ask? A little payback of course!
Marlon and I are getting along fabulously, so much so that I had to tell you about our latest heights of sexual pleasure. Never in my life had I ever been with a man that was so sexually secure and free, it was amazing. It feels really good to be able to share this with you Kai, but let me get to the tea.
Although this was the first time I was meeting Marlon after a few phone conversations, I had no intention of making him wait in order to get my goodness. As far as I was concerned, we're mature adults and if we want to engage in some hot n sweaty sex, then we will do that. Not one fuck will be given to anyone who disagrees or judges such behavior. Many subjects were discussed between Marlon and I, and even though sex wasn't one of the topics, I already made up my mind that we were going to do it. In fact, I doubted highly that once I met Marlon that he would do something to turn me off. He looked very handsome in the pictures he sent to me, and his baritone voice already had me dripping wet, so for me, the only thing left to do was to meet up. I had no thoughts of disappointment, as I already declared it was going to be a good night. I looked myself over once more before ringing his bell; everything was on point. For a first time intimate dinner at his house, I kept it casual yet sexy. A simple yet tight white shirt, showing cleavage, no bra, blue skinny jeans, and sneakers. My nipples were already hard and pointed in the right direction. My pussy was wet with anticipation, and my tastebuds needed something new to complete the celebration. As I rang his bell I said to myself, "It is time to ride the D!" He opened the door wearing only basketball shorts and a big smile.
I know I’ve mentioned this before in many of my blogs and maybe you’re tired of hearing it, but it really needs to be reiterated on a regular basis: I absolutely love and enjoy it when people email me/hit me in the inbox with their personal business. Not only because the nosy part of me wants to drink in all the tea but also because it feels good to be trusted in such a way. This email, I have to say, felt personal a.k.a. almost like the person who emailed me was talking about me/my life. Then again, as humans we all share the same experiences, at times without even knowing it. Check out this story for yourself & let me know how you can relate:
While it is my intention to turn you on with every blog I write, there are times when I have to bring something serious to your attention, as it is a relevant topic. I've mentioned the group I own on MeWe, called Mental Penetration—Kai Storm's Erotica Station, where I had a discussion about talking to your current lover about past love affairs. This topic came up after I saw a post on Instagram that said, "My past is none of your business! You'll either use it against me, or make me live through it again!" I had to ask myself, and others, about the validity of this post and statement.
It's been a while since I last saw or heard from him. In fact, I would've bet anybody that he wasn't even thinking about me, and why would he? He made it clear that I wasn't important to him and he only responded to my calls/text messages when I reached out first, so why would anything about me cross his mind? As far as I was concerned, I meant nothing to him, was easily replaceable, and therefore there was no reason to keep in contact with me; not only did I understand it, I was comfortable with it. It became a life lesson to be okay when I wanted something or someone that didn't want me. That theory was put to the test when I least expected it and to be honest... it failed me big time... but in a good way. Let me explain further.