so glad i found ur blog u r really matching my ryland grace freak,,, might i even be so bold to suggest a bit of dumbification here??
so glad you found this account, too, because i love hanging out with fellow perverts.
big YES on dumbification. might i also suggest some mirror sex as a nice pairing?
you'd like to think you're pretty smart. not genius level, but, you know, smart enough. you're mostly up-to-date on current issues, you're media literate, you can form and articulate well thought-out opinions about all manner of things, and you can carry on a pretty decent conversation about science with your biologist boyfriend.
not right now, though. right now, you're pretty sure you can't even say, nevermind construct, a coherent sentence, because said boyfriend has fucked you stupid.
you're on the edge of the bed, knees digging in, face down, ass up in the air. your cheek is pressed against the mattress and your fingers are curled into the sheets and you honestly might be drooling, but you can't say for sure, because everything but the feeling of ryland's cock hitting home is hazy.
you're malleable like this. when ryland leans over you and gently guides your head to turn it, you simply let him. he knows best, because right now, he's probably the only one of you two who knows anything at all.
there's a floor-length mirror on your bedroom wall - a holdover from the last tenant. at first, ryland was a little freaked out by having a mirror so close to the bed, but he very quickly came around to it when he realized it allowed him to watch you fall apart on his cock from more than one angle.
"see that? how pretty you are right now?" he asks, pushing down on the small of your back a bit to make you arch it a little more so he can hit even deeper inside you. you are pretty like this, flushed and open-mouthed and empty-eyed. "so beautiful. it suits you so well. it's okay, i can do the thinking for you. just let me take care of you."
and you can only nod frantically in response.