Trying My Best

I wanna be pinned down to the bed and just destroyed. No care for my pleasure or if I’m in pain. Just used and used until I’m either pregnant or passed out and even then, don’t you dare stop.

Thinking about what it would be like to be a stay at home free use whore. I’d be awfully good at it. Any time he comes home, I’m just there on my knees ready to suck away all the stress of the day. Or I’m naked in the kitchen, making dinner, and he can just come in and bend me over the counter and fuck out all his frustrations on my needy pussy. I’ll have spent the day edging and waiting and getting all needy that he won’t have any issues slipping in, deep inside me.

I’m so desperate to be filled and fucked right now. I can’t focus on work. I just keep thinking about being bent over and used. I swear, if humans could go into heat, I’d swear I’m in one. I’m so fucking needy.

I feel almost sated. I can’t help it. Those gummies make me insatiable. Even after he plunged deep in me and fucked my little hole and then let me ride him until we both came, I’m still needing more. I need him to fill me again. And again. And again.

I need him. I clench around nothing. I’m pulsing and fluttering and needing to be filled and I need him. I need HIM. I want my IUD out, and I want to be his breeding cow. I want my belly to swell with his child and for milk to swell in my tits and I want him. I need him. I am aching for him.