I had to check out again, had another little breakdown, oops..
Published: July 18th 2024, 1:42:08 pm
I had to check out again, had another little breakdown, oopsie :3 I guess this is just a thing now, I shut down and hide for a week every couple of months; weaving a little cocoon out of my bedsheets like a horribly ill caterpillar and hopefully emerging as a slightly less ill caterpillar shortly after incubating. It’s not enjoyable, I have some really wild experiences in there. Deprived of sensation my brain tends to invent it’s own, putting troubling images into my raw, unblinking eyes.
Though this time, I did have a little break from that. Tech-Boy paid me a visit! And he was very… horny. He’s generally a very considerate and careful lover, he pays close attention to me and keeps the energy at a level I can handle but once in a while he gets a look in his eye like a predator and it’s terribly exciting.
He was like one of those wasps which lays it’s eggs on the chrysalis of unfortunate creatures, the unfortunate creature in this case being myself. Blind and helpless under my sheets, I suddenly felt the crushing weight of his lust pull the sheets tight around me. He straddled the outline of my body on his hands and knees, the sheets gripped me like cling film, a soft and cozy bondage of bedding. My heart raced.
Through the sheets I felt his hands firmly grip and explore my body, so much more aggressively than usual. His sudden grip around my breast was almost painful, his fingers practically burrowing through the duvet to grope my pussy felt almost violating, His hot and panting breath warmed the fabric around my ear, my cocoon was no longer safety but a prison.
This foreplay didn’t last long. He’d landed on me and spent a brief moment to determine if was a suitable vessel; content with what he’d found he wasted no time proceeding to sting me.
With the sheets still tightly wrapped over my upper body, my legs were flung back and open. Cold air slathered my legs and my bum, spit covered fingers primed my pussy and then his cock crashed against my hole. It felt so big, bigger than usual. Thick. The thrill of his unusual aggression made me wet very quickly while he impatiently worked the fat head of his stinger into my tight and grippy hole. I groaned like happy prey as I felt him stretch me to fit him, and I’m not saying that in a flowery sense either, I could feel my flesh stretching little by little until his head could fit through. It was horribly erotic. He practically popped inside me and then all at once I felt every inch of him stab deep and his body press down on me into an intimate pin.
Completely helpless, I could only listen to my own muffled moans. He kept his body tight against me and fucked me deep and frantic. I never felt him pull more than an inch or two back, constant fullness and internal pounding, his head rubbing the entrance to my womb the whole time, until he came deeper inside me than I thought was possible. It was quick, intense. My breath had gotten a little short from trying to gasp through the duvet and I thought it was over yet when I tried to pull the sheet down, he stopped me.
Suddenly I felt his hands grip my ankles and push my legs back so I was bent almost double, then his mouth clamped around my clit and sucked and lapped and devoured it with what I can only describe as mania. I’ve never been eaten out like that before; I felt like I was nothing but his food. I can’t really even put it into words what it was like, maybe the sexual equivalent of a bug wrapped up in web while a spider sucks its insides out. My head fizzed with panicked ecstasy and my cunt overflowed into his hungry mouth until I felt the weight of him pressing down onto of me and his cock sticking deep inside again.
And he fucked me the same as he did the first time, close and hot and grinding. I was hot and sweaty under the sheets, groaning like a whore, Biting and sucking the fabric pulled tight over my face but it didn’t matter because right then I was willingly helpless; a bug who would never become a butterfly. The wasp had found them and they belonged to it now, destined to be used and consumed. He came inside me once again then playfully fingered me while I lay still and limp, any will to move was long fucked away.
I could only feel his fingers stirring the cum inside me and the wet cold patch of bedding under my bum. Slowly I started to pull myself together… just in time for him to climb on top of me again. I revelled in the now familiar pleasure of that deep and crushing fucking, my insides screaming and tensing from the stress of another breeding. He was finished after he pumped the 3rd load inside me. He squeezed under the sheets and we cuddled together until we got hungry and he took me to get Nando’s. He’s so romantic.
Anyway, these pictures have nothing to do with all that but I thought I’d tell you and then I went into too much detail about it all, oops.
LOVE YOU XOXO
