Greetings.
Looks like we made it!
TIME FOR A REINTRODUCTION!
- My name's Rex (fo' really real), I do whatever I want and take no shit.
- I like women, changing my facial hair every other week and comic books.
- I hate people who are as fickle as they are irrational.
- There isn't a beer I won't try once and a karaoke competition I won't dominate.
- I've been in four bands.
- No one can tell what the hell my ethnicity is. It's a fun game to play.
- I cook way too well for a single male.
- I dream in French, Spanish and German.
- I exercise regularly yet I also eat like a rabid beast so I'm an odd balance of soft buff.
- If you were born after Back to the Future pt II was released, don't even bother.
- I like sharing my ideas, philosophies and art, but I'm not a slave to social media.
Also, I'm a bit of a weirdo.
*neeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrr pewpewpew ka-BOOSH*
...that was a present for my dog, fyi.
- Oh yeah, I generally prefer animals over humans.
What else? hm. Can't think of anything... Ask away my friends, new and old.
SPOILERS! (Click to view)You present yourself to me completely nude and submissive. I watch you like a predator, studying his prey before he goes in for the kill. I stand behind you and move your hands to your side so I can use mine to trace along your body.
The curve of your hips.
The pertness of your soft nipples.
The smoothness of your pussy.
My fingers part your lips and gingerly rub your sensitive clit. I feel you shiver. My fingers are already sticky from what subtle prodding I've done. This is going to be fun.
You instinctively reach for my cock and I immediately slap your hand away; a quick yet stern warning for a disobedient girl. My fingers curl inside as my thumb presses hard against your clit.
A sharp moan purses your lips as you bend over from the sudden pressure I'm putting on your snatch. In one swift motion I grab a handful of your wild mane and kick your head back up. Your neck is arched in a precarious manner. For a moment I worry if I'm inflicting too much pain on your delicate form. Yet you're far from delicate, aren't you?
As I gaze upon your red-hued face, I feel your quickened breath.
The tension in your lips as I writhe your form to my will.
Your eyes give you away. You're not helpless. You could make me stop whenever you desire. I see you for what you are. You're an animal, eager to be succumbed by her primal urges.
"Don't do that again. You follow MY lead. Understand?"
I loosen my hold just enough for you to nod. Once more, I gently work a finger inside your welcoming quim. She's thoroughly pleased by the feel of her, my hand by now is covered with your wetness. Your hips rock in unison with the motion of my inquisitive fingers. It's difficult to ignore your heat along the length of my cock as your ass sleekly glides against it. Each time you grind against me, my command of the situation crumbles and gives in to the instinct that's hardening between your alluring buttocks.
Your gaze remains fixed on mine the entire time. You know EXACTLY what you're doing.
By now, I'm completely disrobed. You continue assailing me with your backside, now coaxing clear beads of pre-cum to flow out and pool onto your lower back.
I turn you around, lift you effortlessly in my arms and with no mercy and all haste, slide my cock inside you. Each stroke is deliciously violent as I feel your pussy squeeze from each frantic pound of my manhood. You have me right where you want me.
Your fingers interlaced behind my neck.
Legs hanging limply along my sturdy hips.
My capable hands hold you up as we both lose ourselves in the moment.
The sight of my dick pumping in and out of your tight slit enthralls us both.
You deserve every inch of me.
You want every drop of me.
I am gone. Each grunt, each bead of sweat summons forth a brute. Every cry, every face made contorted in pleasure because of my rough thrusts provokes me to fuck you harder.
I feel it.
The point of no return has long past. I pick up the pace, thrashing your womanhood so furiously no sound comes out of your open mouth. Your body tenses and reddens, bracing for the rush of pleasure. Your pussy tightens, your body spasms in ecstasy. It rushes me to my inevitable surge.
My ferocious fucking ends abruptly as I shove my entire dick in your cunt, filling your insides with my sticky cum. As my balls empty, the beast slowly fades away for the human once more, who awakens to see a smile from an utterly satisfied woman. I pull out, still hard and covered in a sheen of your wetness and my seed. Before the thought even crosses my mind, you already begin cleaning me off with your tongue. Its tip traces along my balls to the underside of the shaft before wrapping around its head. A hand squeezes hard against the base of my dick to deliberately squeeze what remnant of my load didn't make it in your snatch, only to be collected in your cum-hungry mouth.
Yep. It was one of those days.
The apparent response I hope to achieve when I bust one of these out of my prefrontal cortex:
Obviously I seldom reveal this side of myself publicly, but this 'tale' wasn't for anyone in particular. I was inspired by a dream during one random night; it persisted in my thoughts throughout the day. Eventually I said
"Fuck this, I'm free writing some smut until it's out of my system."
YOU'RE WELCOME.
This won't be a regular occurrence on teh interwebs. Sorry.
Not unless it makes me
50 Shades of Grey rich.
NEW YEAR, NEW DEAL
I made only one resolution this time around. Actually, I like to think of it as my mantra for the rest of my days: No Compromises. No more lowering of standards. Don't acquiesce to the demands of the emotionally distraught, morally bankrupt and generally fucknuts crazy. Most especially, DON'T GIVE UP ON YOUR GOALS AND DESIRES. I've crushed my own confidence the past couple years more than anyone else. No mas. When opportunity presents itself, I will no longer cast doubt on my own abilities.
Anyways, until next time folks.
