Mmmm...I DEEPLY appreciate and raise up a Man who sees an opportunity and seizes on it without hesitation or apology and leans in to deliberately make room, make time, make the fucking most of what is in front of Him.
He didn't sit on the sidelines.
He didn't have to find His balls.
He didn't think on it for eons.
He didn't waste fuckin time.
^^^ALL THAT is HOT as HELL. My cunt drips just thinking/typing those words and acknowledging those truths. Thoughtful action toward opportunity and vision seems to be sadly lacking in the world these days.
He ordered a good ole fashioned dick worshipping and informed my other holes they had the night off. I eagerly and gratefully did my very best to comply.
He took from and demanded of me every fuckin thing I craved and then some. I didn't even have to ask for Round 2. He simply stated that's what we was doing. Honestly, I’m…shell-shocked. First time in the 13+ years of doing WIITWD that any man has granted my intellectual begging/erotic wishes and then pushed me for more. And in less than 24hours?!? No, I really don’t even know what the fuck to do with myself.
Oh…yes i do. Bask in the beautiful bliss. Even days later, my lips are smooth as fuck from ALL that friction. My cheeks are sore as well as my jaw. Don’t even ask how my throat is… 😂🤣😂
~sigh~ I came home on the LIRR:
- In a dress soaked in saliva, His cum and my own slick juices. (Grateful for the mask of patterns. lol)
- Full of two baptisms. I swear I almost drowned on that second one.
All the hot sexiness was fucking phenomenal, but it wasn't even the best part. No...the best part...the part that shook something deep in my soul and still leaves me breathless and unsteady? That incredible magic happened organically in the hour(s?) spent in the quiet dim light with my hands on Him—the slow intentional massage, the exploration of His body, the release of His tension, of moving and sharing energy. There...I worshipped the Man. In that connection with His flesh, muscles, and bone I honored His life, His work, His challenges, His effort, His success, His pain, His joy, His stress, His evolution, His frustration, His fulfillment, His unmet need.
Once my hands slowed and finally lifted from His body, my breath caught, as tiny tremors began to take hold in me. I nearly wept in relief and quiet joy. There...on my knees beside Him in service to Him, I found profound peace. I found...home.
The tremors have only grown, rattling deeper and deeper within me in the days that followed. My world is very much upside down, and I have no guarantee where this journey may or many not take me. I am uncomfortable in this vulnerability, but I'll shamelessly own it and live in my truth without regrets. No one will ever say that I didn't give my all. ~sigh~ As I committed to almost from the beginning, I just continue to lean into the positive energy, surrender to the path The Universe has laid in front of me, and practice gratitude to The Universe for the gifts She has offered me, by being authentic and present and open to whatever may come.
Though my Board of Directors definitely like what they see. I caught up with my Sherpa the next evening, and he laughed in delight and loved the "glow" he saw on me. My Voice of Reason said yesterday, "You're glowing."
I have no idea what will be. All I know is if I am dreamin, please don’t wake me up cuz...
I.
WILL.
Be.
Pissed.
~DominaKat
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