Oh I know how to play the good girl, I know how to be nice and respectable... I am nice and respectable. I'm deeply spiritual, I volunteer, I raised two amazing young men, I'm a good friend, a good partner, and a model citizen... more or less. My good girl tends to run fairly content. She gets whatever she wants and that includes nice respectable men. That beast however... she's tired of being denied the longings of her soul. She's tired of men who can't handle her. She's wants her ass spanked and her hair pulled. She wants to be tied and fucked hard and long. She wants to walk into a club and have her pick of men, and fuck anyone of them she so desires... and she's tired of waiting!
That beast, she leaks out in moments of rebellion. At 16 I used to shower at night with candles lit. We had a large window inside the shower, I left the blinds open. I'd rub soap over my body and stare out into the darkness, wondering if anyone could see me as I ran the silky suds over my breasts, pinched my nipples. I hoped someone was watching.
When I touch myself, when I lay down and spread my legs and allow my fingers to...
slide over my wet pussy, push inside... I always fantasize about having my good girl talked into being bad. Public places, work, amusement parks, clubs, parking lots... I dream about teachers, bosses, police officers, lawyers, I fantasize about things I dare not write... yet.
I love giving oral sex. I love that first hint of taste as my tongue runs along the skin, getting you wet and hard. I love to lick the entire shaft, slow... swirling my tongue around the head, then I take your entire cock in my mouth as far as I can get it inside me. There's a rush from having a cock in my mouth that's unlike anything else... but it makes me crazy aroused to do this in places we can get caught... the theater, a hiking trail, the mall, under the table at a restaurant...
Now with my recent introduction to BDSM, my fantasies are growing and I find the battle between my good girl and my decidedly wicked streak is heating up. I started this blog, for two reasons, I needed an outlet for this part of my personality, but making it available to anyone who passes by is just another form of exhibitionism. I love being sexy, but I'm tired of spending more time fantasizing and less time experiencing. I'm growing tired of vanilla experiences and men who think I'm a great novelty, but can't keep up with my desires.
I'll never ditch my good girl altogether, but she better move over because link by link, the chains on my whore are breaking and she's getting ready to experience her time in the spotlight and everything her wicked little heart desires... will be mine.
