Less Than Human

You've made me feel less than human.
Diseased… like I should be quarantined.
Make me feel as though my existence in this world is less than yours and like I shouldn't be here.
Maybe it is… maybe you're right.
I'm sorry that I wasted your time, but at least you were compensated.
You could have been spending it connecting with someone with characteristics that I obviously lack.
Someone who's smart enough for you
Sometimes good things are shit.
The way someone looks at you… with what you thought was admiration and lust ends up being disgust and judgement.
Just when I thought things might be turning around in my life.
Just when I thought new and exciting things may be around the corner…
The cliche "silver lining"
But here I am.. without your conversation and connection, left with memories of your hate and selfishness.

The Favorite

I want to be your favorite; the best you've ever had.
I want you to think of me… remember my tight pussy
Think of my voluptuous breasts as I push your face into them
Visualize me on my knees with my back and ass pushed out perfectly, so you can fuck me deep in my pussy.
Pull my hair so you can see my neck… squeeze my neck with your big hands
Tell me how good I feel and how good I look. Tell me how soft my skin is as you bite it.
I want you to want me, and I will satisfy you…

But I don't want to feel this feeling.
This feeling of longing and lust.
This is when I use my safeword. I say it to myself, as I mentally and physically back away.
I mentally disconnect. Give myself reasons. Convince myself that detaching is logical and having feelings for someone is not.

But… I still want to be the one who sticks in your mind. The one you'll always remember.


This dance we do, just me and you. Floating around and making sweet sounds. The way you hold me and tell me you want me. It’s all apart of this dance we do. 

You make me feel comfortable; mind, body, and soul. You tell me I’m beautiful and that I’m perfect like I already know… You’re not trying to win me, not trying to woo… just saying what’s inside of you. 

The intent in your eyes.. your hand on my neck as you kiss me and pull me in. You pick me up and swing me around. Every time I’m with you, it’s like this is all new. We’re old friends, this dance seems it’s coming to an end…

I don’t want these feelings; they eat away at me. Lingering hope, a false security, a tragic ending that I await to come. 


She gave him her garage code so he could let himself in. “I never lock my door. I may or may not be sleeping if you come. Just close the garage behind you if you come.” She shut her bedroom door and went to bed. 

She woke to a warm body next to hers. He was gently caressing her, kissing her shoulders, and playing with her hair. She rubbed her butt on him, and she could feel that he was ready. She didn’t know how long he’d been there. She turned towards him and kissed him. He pushed her down onto her bed and passionately kissed her while on top of her. 

It had been too long. He missed her and her body. He grabbed her breasts through her shirt and kissed down the side of her neck. He took her clothes off; all she wore was a shirt and panties. He played with her breasts which filled his big hands. He licked and sucked her nipples. He loved her soft skin, dark nipples, curvaceous body. He pulled both of her legs up so he could fuck her, but first he kissed her legs, her feet, and along her hips. He quickly flicked his tongue on her clit. He was too excited, and she just enjoyed the attention. 

He slowly put his hard, long cock into her tight, little pussy. He fucked her slowly and deep, looking at her face – glancing down occasionally to watch her tits bounce a little. He began to go just a bit harder and quicker… then he stopped and pulled out. He kissed her again and grabbed her breasts. “Get on top. I want those tits to bounce in my face.” 

She got on top. He was much bigger than her… but he was muscular with broad shoulders, big arms. He stood about 6’4″. She was a petite 5’3″. She spread her lips and sat on his cock. He was comfortably inside of her, and she rocked back and forth on him – slowly starting to bounce her body on his. He placed his hands on her breasts, then her hips, then moved to her ass. There was so much of her he wanted to touch. “I love your body. I’ve wanted you so bad.” She smiled at him and sat straight up. She wanted to feel the length of him inside of her. She squeezed him with her vaginal muscles. He stared at her beautiful body. He did not see the “flaws” that she was so self conscious about. He pulled her down so her face was close to his. “I love the way you feel. I love your body.”
He held her up by grabbing her ass. He fucked her deep and quickly. As he wanted, her tits began to bounce in his face. Besides the way she felt, this was his favorite part about being intimate with her. 

He flipped her over and was on top of her again. He stared at her while he continued to fuck her. She began to moan loudly and dug her nails into his back. He grabbed her arms and held them above her head. He held her down as he fucked her into orgasm. Her pussy tightened around him, and he could feel his orgasm approaching. He finished in her and kissed her again. 

After they cleaned up, he lied down on her bed. He wanted to hold her. She lied down next to him and slightly on him. He held her, and this is when he realized that they didn’t just fuck, they made love. He stayed for a while, then he told her he had to leave. She expected him to leave…. he’s always on the go. She didn’t expect him to stay to hold her. He got dressed, kissed her good bye, and left. 

Her Birthday

He received a message that said, “It’s my birthday. I want to do something different. Come over. Door is unlocked.”

He thought for a moment at what she could mean. They had been seeing each other for a few months, but their sexual energy was crazily in sync. He brought out her submissive side and calmed her rebellious and dominant nature. She loved being able to put all control aside when she was with him and submit. It was perfect. He grabbed his keys and walked out of the door. 

While he walked to her apartment from his, he stopped to pick pretty flowers. He knew she was the type that hated store bought roses. He got there and slowly opened the door. Flickering candles lit up the room. She was sitting in a chair and was wearing a silky robe with her legs crossed. “Thank you for the flowers. Please put them on the table. Then take off your pants and underwear and sit there.” She pointed at a chair directly across from her. 

He did what she requested and sat down. He was about to say “happy birthday,” but she quickly interrupted him. “Shhh… you just sit there. Don’t talk. Don’t move. It’s MY birthday.” She uncrossed her legs and revealed her beautiful, hairless pussy. He began to stand. In a stern voice, she said, “I said ‘don’t move.’ So, do not move.” He sat down. He was not used to this side of her, but it was her birthday. He allowed her control, “But just for today,” he thought to himself. 

She licked the tip of her finger. She moved it from her mouth, down her neck, opening up the top of her robe – revealing a breast and nipple. She slowly circled her nipple and then grabbed her breast. She looked at him while he stared intently at her. He was eager to grab her and pin her to the wall and rip off her robe, but he refrained. She moved her hand down her belly and finally reached her pussy. She spread her lips so he could see. She inserted a finger, then two, and gently moaned. Her fingers, now wet, traveled to her clit. She rubbed it and moaned slightly louder. 

She could see his cock begin to stiffen, and he was becoming restless. She enjoyed this. “You want this pussy, don’t you? You like watching me play with it? It’s your pussy, isn’t it?” She began rubbing her clit harder and faster. She slid her fingers into herself while her moans grew  louder. He could hear the sound of her wet pussy. He inhaled deeply through his nose and could slightly smell her. He began to touch himself as well. “I said ‘don’t move,’ didn’t I?” Again, he reminded himself that it was her birthday, but he was thinking of how good it would feel to bend her over and spank her for this torture. 

She could see he was fully erect and ready. She stood and slowly walked over to him. She put her finger in his mouth. He loved the way she tasted. He bit her. She pulled her hand away and let her robe fall to the ground. She stood there, naked. She was beautiful. She was his. She got on her knees and saw a bit of cum developing on the tip of his cock. She licked it off so she could taste him. She gently rolled her tongue around the head and then slowly sucked his cock, but just for a moment. She stood again and then straddled him. She passionately kissed him and began to take off his shirt. She began kissing his neck, bit his ear, and grabbed at his skin. “Choke me,” she whispered. 

With both hands, he grabbed her by her neck. She gasped for air and smiled. She firmly grabbed his cock and slipped it into her wet pussy. He let out a primal sounding moan as his hands moved to her ass. Firmly holding her while bouncing her on his hard cock. She moved his hands so that she could ride him the way she wanted. She could feel her clit rubbing on his skin. His throbbing cock was deep within her. He grabbed her by her hair. Her breasts in front of his mouth. He pulled her closer and bit her nipples. He arched his back and hips so his cock didn’t have to leave her body. While he played with her breasts, he watched her fuck him and watched her moan. He pulled her hair harder, and she began to move quicker and harder on him. She was using his body, his cock, but he was pleased with it. He could feel her begin to tighten around him. Her nails were digging into him. 

“Do you want me to cum for you?” She asked. 

“Yes,” he said sternly. She rode him, and her moans became louder. 

“Mmmm… can I cum?” She asked. 

He moved his hand to her throat and firmly held it there. “Now you can.” On demand, her pussy tightened, and she began to move slower, but harder on him. His thick cock hit all the right spots. He watched her face as she came and could feel her become more wet. He released her throat, and she began to slow down… still moaning. “Get up,” he said. 

She stood and he bent her over. He spanked her. She giggled at first, but after she became more red, she flinched with pleasure a little each time. He stood behind her and admired her figure. He slid his cock into her pussy and fucked her hard. She pulled away and said, “Fuck me in my ass.” She turned and looked at him, “Spit on it.” 

He spread and revealed her pretty, little asshole. He did as she said and spit on it. He slipped a finger in. He removed his finger and spit on it again. He slowly began to squeeze his thick cock in her tiny asshole. He tenderly slid himself into her. She moaned loudly. He went slowly, so he didn’t hurt her. He didn’t want to hurt her. She could feel the length of his cock in her ass. It burned and pleasured her. “Take that big cock for me,” he whispered as he began to fuck her just a bit quicker. 

She turned her head and looked at him. She could see the enjoyment on his face. “I want you to cum in my ass.” He spanked her again as he fucked her ass harder. He grabbed her by her hair. She could feel him throbbing in her. She smiled as he pulled her hair harder and finished inside of her. His movement slowly ceased and he let go of her hair. 

He slowly pulled out his cock and then pinned her to the ground. He kissed her again and gently slapped her pussy. His mouth moved to her breasts as he grabbed each one; perfectly sized to fit in his hand. Then he lifted up her legs and placed them on his shoulders. He licked and sucked her clit and her pussy. He slipped in one finger… then two, three, and finally four. He licked her clit while trying to fit his fingers as deep as he could. She moaned loudly and grabbed him by the hair with both hands. “I’m going to cum!” He sucked her clit and rubbed his tongue on it as she came all over his face. She pushed his head away and smiled at him. 
On the floor, they held each other. Both of them were breathing heavily. He kissed her; she could taste herself. “Happy birthday, babygirl.” He whispered. 


It had been months, but he sought her out. She did not ask questions because she was happy he was there. He sat next to her.

At first, it was a bit uncomfortable and tense. She cuddled up to him and placed her head on his chest and her leg between his. She inhaled his scent, just as she remembered.

He gently rubbed her back, slowly moving his hand down and into her pants. He pulled her close so he could feel her breast on his body. He moved her hand to his pants. She massaged him through his pants. She leaned in and kissed him.

Gentle kisses… lips, cheeks, forehead. She firmly grabbed his cock… he firmly wrapped his hand around her throat and watched her breathe. She grabbed him harder as she tried to get out a moan. She kissed him, and he took her by the throat again. He kissed her while she smiled. He held her there for a while before he let go.

“I’m so glad you remembered,” She said.

“How could I forget?” He asked.

He moved her head in the direction of his penis. She undid his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled them down. She sucked him, licked him, simultaneously jerked him. He pulled down her pants so she could slide his finger in her. Then he moved her hair so he could see. It was a beautiful site to see her suck his cock. He grabbed her by her hair and placed his other hand on her head as he pumped his cock into her mouth until she gagged.

She straddled him and rubbed her breasts in his face. He firmly grabbed them and licked and bit her nipples. He slapped her ass, hard. She smiled and giggled. She could feel the after burn.

He flipped her over. She was suddenly on her knees on her couch. He pulled down her pants and slipped his fingers in her. At first, he gently placed his cock in her pussy. He held her by her hips and then forcefully fucked her, just the way she liked it. He grabbed her by her hair and lifted her shiirt so he could see the arch in her back. She looked so sexy; all of her curves made her more beautiful.

His pace quickened. He moaned louder as he finished. They were both pleasantly surprised. It had been months that they had longed for each other. They were both sexual beings… and they knew each other’s bodies. This was just their beginning.

I am in controlĀ 

I am a curvaceous woman who’s confident in her sexual ability. Even when I am acting like a sub, I tell you where to cum, when to cum.

I tell you how hard to fuck me and demand that you choke me. 

You put your hand in my throat and tighten, and I giggle at the attempt. 

You give it to me rough because I tell you to. 

You slap my ass… I tell you you’re going to have to try harder and harder and harder. 

I allow you to believe you’re dominant, but I am in control. 

When you’re inside of me, fucking me, I squeeze my pussy on your cock. 

You try and hold back from cumming. 

I love making you cum before you’re ready. 

I love the look of frustration when you pull out your dick and slap it 

When I’m on top, you study my face as I study yours. 

I grab you by your hair and push your face into my breasts as I tell you to bite…

I squeeze, and you push me off of you so you don’t cum yet. 

This always makes me smile. 

You cum when I telll you to.

You cum when I cum; when my tight pussy is pulsating on your cock. 

And I’m screaming your name….

Ask permission to cum inside of me, to fill me up. 

I get enjoyment from it. 

I enjoy being in charge and telling you what to do. 

I am always in control, even when I’m not. 

Even when I allow you to be dominant. 

When I allow you to hold me down…. 

When I allow you to fuck my mouth….

It’s because I enjoy it.