The vibes are giving...how it started and how it ended... A..

The vibes are giving...how it started and how it ended...

A few summers ago I found out how all the girls on instagram can afford to do Paris. There's someone that's fucking them over there! This is how it happens!! This sounds very ~fly me 2 you~ which it wasn't...although my boyfriend at the time would call me a prostitute. So the lines are honestly sort of blurry lol.

✨Storytime✨

I'm not sure who remembers my stories about New Guy. He was my regular fuck buddy a lil during/after my time with my Daddy #1. He has a really fat cock that I'm obsessed with.

So New Guy and I began to take things more seriously. It was one of those things where we were had been playing for long enough. All of the key ingredients were there: we love each other, accept each other, enjoy each other. I still keep in contact with him and he says if I still want him by the time I turn 30 we can have either of my dreams: have a lot of babies or have a lot of dogs and girlfriends. I think I may refer to him as Potential Husband or PH.

He was in Paris for the summer and asked if I wanted to play hooky from work and visit him. The day I traveled there was one of the best sweetest days of my life. My little brother dropped me off at the airport and Potential Husband was there to pick me up. I saw my two favorite people in one day and felt supported by the whole world.

Seeing PH again was magic. We hugged and kissed like normal people at the airport. As soon as we sat in the taxi we started making out and groping each other. He started rubbing on my pussy and I pulled back. He looked at the driver and then looked at me and said "don't worry, he doesn't care." So I made out with him harder and grabbed on his cock. He kissed into my ear and said "good girl." He would pull away to give the driver directions in French and then he'd switch to English and tell me to make out with his neck "if my neck is available, you always kiss it." I show him that I listen and that I can learn fast. I love doing something I am kinda nervous about, but I know nothing bad will happen because I'm with my Daddy ❤️

We fucked every morning and every night. There are certain things about PH, like he really appreciates being woken up by a warm mouth on his cock. So if I wake up first, this is my job. I sucked his cock every moment we were alone together. We'd have coffee and breakfast and as soon as the housekeeper left the room, I was on my knees sucking on his cock. He'd hand me sips of coffee in between to keep my mouth warm and wet.

We were in the house him and his Dad built. Everything about it was gorgeous. There were so many reflective surfaces. Rooms with so many mirrors, I watched myself suck him off the whole time.

One night he had an online class to attend, I kept him inside my mouth the entire time while he answered questions and talked to people.

We fucked so much. And then I'd be able to get my pussy super clean with the bidet and then we'd get back into it.

During sex I call him my husband. I tell him that I need my husband. My body was made for my husband's cock. I beg for my husband to fuck a baby into me.

He says that I'm a slave wife. A prostitute wife. That it's my job to take care of his cock. There's a couple I follow on instagram that I really adore. They look like they live a beautiful life with their babies. One time the Mom wrote "Motherhood is Sex Work". It sounds so crazy but I feel like it's real in many different ways.

I love this dream. I imagine that my time being pregnant will be the best hottest era of my life. That I'll be so happy just to be in the mode of making babies. I'll be so proud to start showing. I'll learn all about my body all over again and again.

I would be a happy slutty wife. My husband would keep me very happy and it's my job to keep him happy. It's my job to take care of his cock.

I think of new ways to keep him happy. I know how hungry he is. I know how hard he fucks me and how he always breaks my holes. This is why I use my mouth so much. I tell him that I'll make sure he has other girls to fuck once my holes are busted.

Prior to seeing him in Paris, I don't think we had done anal successfully before. He told me I would grow to love it and that my pussy gets so broken into, it'll soon be time. One night he finally got fully in my asshole. I was freaking out a little because he's so thick. He kept assuring me that it was perfect, and to just breathe. I rubbed my pussy hard and he looked so proud of me relaxing into it. I begged him to cum in me. "Please Daddy, I can barely take it. Please cum in my ass."

He'd tell me that cumming was the last thing he wanted to do.

We did anal one more time, right before I got on the plane ride home. He was so far deep in me. It felt like an airtight situation at some points. He kept fucking me harder. "Daddy, I think you're stuck."

"You love it. You want it all the time."

He came inside me and I hated saying goodbye. There's my well fucked butthole in the air!! Woooooo!

The last time I saw PH was on my birthday a few months months ago. I hadn't done anal in ages but he of course fucked my ass again.

And now being on my period has me wanting to fuucckk my ass! Anyways hi :)

I hope my sweet readers enjoy my write-up. It makes me really happy because I get sooo horny when I write and I like being able to look back and really remember. It also makes me want to be my most present and best self so I can always catch the little details. Sometimes I take breaks while I write and just soak in the feeling all over again with my eyes closed. Sometimes I almost feel like it's making me cum.

So like if you actually enjoy that shit means quite literally everything to me :/