The rocks I perched myself on seemed harder to get up to today - my body was tired. I always prided myself in being lithe and strong, especially as a trainer, but this week was getting to me.
Though she was just a lady in waiting to his mother, the young prince couldn’t help but stare at the beautiful young girl as she sat at the far table with the other servants and handmaids. She was laughing at something he was unable to hear and just the sight of her face lighting up with joy caused a small smile to form on his face. She was so incredibly beautiful and even though he was surrounded by maidens and other high ladies, he found his eyes on only her. He found the jewels and expensive clothes all these women wore distracting. It took away from seeing their true selves.
First thing is first, sex and sexuality is nowhere near as complicated or confusing as we’re making it out to be. The confusing and complicated parts show up when you realize there’s a difference between intimacy, physical intimacy, and sex.
Resolutions? New Year, 2020 I want to stay lit! My subconscious I am wrestling with. Questioning, who is the Narcissist or Borderline personality that fills this room. Almost a year in and we still met up despite the truths, we choose not to question or answer. Who I fuck or who he fucks. We just know we commit to the pleasures we give one another. We are in our own created world. Unconventional, as it has been. City to City, Suite to Sweet loving caresses in the sheets that we own not. Never utter words of I love you. We still love bomb one another, when the essence speaks and we decide to listen.
I woke up nice and early the next morning. I was up all night thinking and fighting with the person inside, trying to convince that I am not crossing my own boundaries, like I am not hurting myself or others. I always been an open person who is other than ordinary. I got up a few times to feed and as I looked at my baby I thought what would they think if they know. Does what I am about to do make me a "bad" mother?
When Vladimir and I met Roman, it was a sunny fall day in New York City, he was at the same book store that my book signing event was taking place. We had an instant connection, Vladimir stepped outside to talk to him, once I finish I met them outside, where I found them talking about their jobs as if they knew each other already. I gave Vladimir a short kiss and went on to hug Roman, he kissed me in the cheeks - is a pleasure to meet you, Marie, my name is Roman-. he said smiling and looking right into my empty brown eyes, his beautiful blue eyes, pale skin, and white and grayish hair, made him look out of this world, a good match for Vladimir who was handsome as well, I smiled - the pleasure is all mine, would you guys like to get something to drink?- they looked at each other and agreed.
Laying on the bed in my sexiest lingerie with my legs wide open and my golden pocket staring at him in his face. His face ever so close to my lower lips. He gently pecked her and used his tongue to divide her. As he parted my lower lips my back slowly arched and my hands drifted to holding the back of his head. As he went deeper my moans got louder. He suddenly stopped and said ”you ready for the real thing?” I looked at him so upset that he stopped the greatness that he was providing me. He came up towards my face leaving spit infused droplets of me on my lips. As he stared into my eyes he plunged himself into me while I’m gripping the edges of the bed. He slides his hands in the space provided by my arch and holds on to me as he thrust. As he went in and out of me he kissed me ever so gently on my neck and then my breast. As I’m climaxing he feels the need to pull out. Once again I’m staring at his face with anger on mine wondering what kind of games he has going on. He leans forward and whispers in my ear “what do you want?” I looked at him puzzled and he repeated in a soothing voice “what do you want?” Not sure what kind of answer he wanted I just pull him back closer and kiss him. He pulls away to say”I want to show you something different. I want you to experience deep pleasure.” Just saying that made me so moist that I spread my legs giving him the hint to go to town. Instead he Decided to keep touching me and grazing my lips with his stick. The constant teasing was no good for me I needed the real thing. I then decided to turn up the spice factor I sat up pushed him down on bed and I got on top as I was trying to insert him in me I got to take a good look and feel of his area. After touching it for 20 seconds it felt wrong and not quite how a penis should feel. Something was not physically right with his dick. So not to make him feel insecure or to make it awkward I look down as if I was about to give him head. and it looked even weirder than it felt. He pulls me back up with the quickness and but as I catch a glimpse of his dick It looked like in some way it was not attached. Already feeling awkward for looking down and trying to few and see what was going on he jumped up and was like maybe we should just make out. I jumped off the bed and turned on the lights as I was turning on the lights he grabbed his blanket to cover himself up. While the lights were on I happend to catch a glimpse of his chest where there were two scars right underneath the nipple area. I asked him simply with a confused face “are you a woman?” He shouted “NO... I was one!”But 100% man now. “ I ran up to him and yanked the cover away. Low and behold he had a strap-on on. Upset wondering why he would try to manipulate me like this he screams you wouldn’t have even noticed if you didn’t turned the lights on. As she tries to plead HER case I’m quickly putting on my clothes And as I put on my shoes she approached me and told me to think with a open mind. I openly left and decided to never speak to him/her again.
