Man of a thousand moves.

My boyfriend has been acting really weird with sex lately. Not the kind that turns me off, just makes me wonder if it’s because he’s been watching too much porn or just wants to spice things up and ask myself, “What kind of fucking drug did he blow up his nose this time?”

I don’t mind it, I like it. So as to stray from monotonous sex, I guess. I mean, we’ve done almost everything in the vocabulary of sex, and that could be the reason why he’s trying to push the boundaries. Even his friends call him the man with a thousand moves, since I suppose he usually brags about how fucking rough and wild he fucks me. (Ugh. Fucking Men. Fucking arrogant sons of bitches. Ugh! They hurt you, then they love you, then they fuck you, then eat your pussy so fucking good, and after that, they give you flowers, and go back to being arrogant morons. And then, of course you can't leave him, because he fucks you so fucking good and hard and has the biggest cock, so how the fuck is leaving possible? Fucking arrogant pricks! And then when they're with their friends they act like they don't give a shit about you and couldnt care less if you break up and then cry anyways when you try to leave him. "Don't leave me, don't leave me, I can't live without you!" Fucking prick. But turn it around and tell his friends, "Shit man... Shit bra... I'm a motherfucking pimp! I'm fucking hot! I can get chicks any fucking time son! I can replace bitches as often as I wash my balls... which is not too often. This machismo, alpha male front, is fucking immature. Not relevant. Just a thought. I have a lot of issues. Continue reading.) Man with a thousand moves indeed, because just last night, he had a new move and I don’t know where the fuck he gets that kind of shit, porn most probably. It’s elating and quite flattering that he tries to find different ways to create excitement in bed since he very well knows I get bored quite fast and it’s really sweet. Most men wouldn’t give a fuck or pay attention; they just fuck however the fuck and when they’re done, that’s it.

And last night, made me love him even more that when he gets up for work, I get up as well, even though I’m still fucking sleepy and just want to get more fucking sleep, I force myself to get up and fix his clothes, make him coffee and smoke a few cigarettes before he leaves for work. Im not the type of woman who does this shit, I mean Jesus, I fucking love sleep and he has his own set of limbs that can work for him, but for each time he does shit to me in bed that rouses the fire that I thought was in hiatus, I turn into his personal slave. I don’t mind catering to him, it’s the least I can do for him, over eating my cunt even before I could ask him to. His head is always in between my thighs, singing to my cunt, and whispering words of adoration even before I could say, “Oh my God.”

But fuck… last night was fucking hot. I’m not saying some nights aren’t, most nights are fucking burning, as if our room was poured with gasoline and lit with fire into a giant oven, but last night was fucking in.fucking.fer.no. and limbo. Fucking Hades was there, even Nergal and Bal were there. Can you imagine? I thought I was being fucked by a demon. I fucking thought I was gonna die!

How so? I was on all fours, being taken by his cock while I looked over my shoulder to stare at him, yelling cuss words for him to fuck me harder, as if it wasn’t hard enough that the sheets and the mattress move with us.

“Fuck me harder, you fucking asshole!” I shouted. And he did. Pounding his cock against my ass that I began to feel his balls slapped against my clit. I moaned loud and yelled, absorbing every bit of it. He pushed me to the middle of fucking where we hit the momentum and every thrust and shove felt so fucking perfect in my cunt that I didn’t want him to stop and just have his cock inside me forever.

Then out of the clear fucking blue, he pulled out. “WHAT THE FUCK? Put it back in! Put it back in! Put your fucking cock back in!” I exclaimed, pissed and annoyed. Just as I was about to look back and check why he stopped, I heard metals clanked from behind and suddenly, there it was, his belt around my neck. He tugged me towards him, I couldn’t breathe right. Holy fuck, I thought. He's gonna kill me, he's gonna kill me! No..no.no..no...I'm not ready! I didn't cum yet! I enjoy a bit of choking, and he usually chokes me only with his hands when he fucks me, but a fucking belt? Shit was about to go down. He put his cock back inside my cunt and pulled on the belt harder, lifting half of my torso from the bed, as I hang on to the leather wrapped around my neck. With one hand he held the ends of the belt, the other; he scooped down to my cunt, rubbing my clit as he fucked me.

“Is this what you want?” He asked me. I nod, with futile effort. I can’t explain how intense it was, not having been able to breathe with his cock fucking the insides of my cunt as his fingers frolicked on my clit. It was as if he wanted the sensations to concentrate on my crotch where it all met and mattered. For a moment, though I thought I was going to fucking die, nothing else mattered, just his cock, fucking me to the depths of the world, my clit in his fingers, driving me into a euphoric state of cunt and cock, rubbing and sliding against each other with my wet valentine nectar that began to trickle down the insides of my thighs.

I wanted some allowance to breathe, but I feared he might stop and I didn’t want his fucking to stop. Frankly, I didn’t mind that I couldn’t breathe. For minutes of suffocation, I felt what could have been the best condensed and thickened fucking in my whole life. I now understand why some people have fetishes over BDSM, it’s fucking addicting and everything seems to heighten, as though for a while, my world revolved in my pussy and anything else, including existence, don't matter, just pure cock. So fuck yes, for belts! What I'm trying to say is, it's easy to make sex fun and more interesting and less routine, as long as you and your partner are creative and with sex, it's fucking important. This doesn't only apply to your man but to girls too, take turns in coming up with ways in creating more pepper in the bedroom, you can't always be salt. 

Sex Away Motherfuckers!