sophie_m
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tl;dr--Once the mods approve a story people can't comment anymore, which makes sense b/c it keeps the forum nice and neat. So, I wanted to make a thread for people to do that if they wanted, or to talk about what they liked or didn't like about a story (it doesn't have to be mine!). Or just ask questions!
Since I'm apparently a degenerate who can't stop writing about my private life online, I also wanted a place to write short things where I don't have to spend hours and hours crafting a "real" story first. I thought maybe I'd float ideas or just write about things happening in my life. Don't worry, I promise not to write boring stuff--I know why we're all here! Also AMA! I may even answer.
I'm also in the mood to write because I had a very enjoyable evening yesterday. The guy I'm seeing now is a police detective, and I haven't seen him in about a week and a half, for what should be obvious reasons. I'm pretty sure he's not had a great time over that period--I can't imagine how it must feel to be a black cop in America right now. I already know he and his close friends HATE their white colleagues because they're racists, so yeah.
Anyway, also not why you're here. I got a text from in the afternoon him that just said, "I'll be there at 9." That's generally how I'm informed he's coming unless he wants to take me out, in which case he'll tell me what to wear. Once he got here, be barely said three words to me the rest of the time. At least not more than that together--name-calling doesn't count imo. He was clearly stressed and needed to get that out of his system. It's kind of like I'm a therapist. A therapist who gives head on command, which is the best kind I feel like.
I was pretty much immediately ordered to my knees to give him a blowjob, which was accompanied by a steady stream of degrading name-calling, and intermittently interrupted by me getting slapped around a bit. He does that just because he likes to, but it was definitely more of a thing last night. He didn't even bother taking me into my bedroom until after he'd already fucked me once. The first time he just put me on the sofa on all fours kind of braced by the armrest and fucked me like that until he came in me. Then he was like, "Don't move bitch," (that's three words if you don't believe me and are keeping count) and came around in front of me. He forced his cock down my throat pretty hard, and I gagged and couldn't keep my mouth around him. That misbehavior earned me another slap, but he finally let me catch my breath and clean him up.
He wasn't mollified for long, but at least I was more comfortable in my bed for round two. (Also his scent lingered on everything after he left, which was nice. The scent of Palmer's causes me to have a practically pavlovian reaction at this point in my life). Most of the rest of his visit was spent simultaneously fucking and choking me in mish, with no pause in the steady stream of verbal abuse. I lost count of how many times I came. I definitely woke up sore and happy this morning though!
So I'm thinking of making those events the last chapter in this long thing I have put three chapters of up on here so far. It would be like the tenth or so chapter depending on how some of the others play out. I figure I started writing it since I was bored in COVID quarantine, so maybe it would make a nice ending? What do you guys think? Worth it or nah?
Since I'm apparently a degenerate who can't stop writing about my private life online, I also wanted a place to write short things where I don't have to spend hours and hours crafting a "real" story first. I thought maybe I'd float ideas or just write about things happening in my life. Don't worry, I promise not to write boring stuff--I know why we're all here! Also AMA! I may even answer.
I'm also in the mood to write because I had a very enjoyable evening yesterday. The guy I'm seeing now is a police detective, and I haven't seen him in about a week and a half, for what should be obvious reasons. I'm pretty sure he's not had a great time over that period--I can't imagine how it must feel to be a black cop in America right now. I already know he and his close friends HATE their white colleagues because they're racists, so yeah.
Anyway, also not why you're here. I got a text from in the afternoon him that just said, "I'll be there at 9." That's generally how I'm informed he's coming unless he wants to take me out, in which case he'll tell me what to wear. Once he got here, be barely said three words to me the rest of the time. At least not more than that together--name-calling doesn't count imo. He was clearly stressed and needed to get that out of his system. It's kind of like I'm a therapist. A therapist who gives head on command, which is the best kind I feel like.
I was pretty much immediately ordered to my knees to give him a blowjob, which was accompanied by a steady stream of degrading name-calling, and intermittently interrupted by me getting slapped around a bit. He does that just because he likes to, but it was definitely more of a thing last night. He didn't even bother taking me into my bedroom until after he'd already fucked me once. The first time he just put me on the sofa on all fours kind of braced by the armrest and fucked me like that until he came in me. Then he was like, "Don't move bitch," (that's three words if you don't believe me and are keeping count) and came around in front of me. He forced his cock down my throat pretty hard, and I gagged and couldn't keep my mouth around him. That misbehavior earned me another slap, but he finally let me catch my breath and clean him up.
He wasn't mollified for long, but at least I was more comfortable in my bed for round two. (Also his scent lingered on everything after he left, which was nice. The scent of Palmer's causes me to have a practically pavlovian reaction at this point in my life). Most of the rest of his visit was spent simultaneously fucking and choking me in mish, with no pause in the steady stream of verbal abuse. I lost count of how many times I came. I definitely woke up sore and happy this morning though!
So I'm thinking of making those events the last chapter in this long thing I have put three chapters of up on here so far. It would be like the tenth or so chapter depending on how some of the others play out. I figure I started writing it since I was bored in COVID quarantine, so maybe it would make a nice ending? What do you guys think? Worth it or nah?