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When she taste like pussy and there´s nothing to do about it
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So this weekend took an semi-unexpected turn. My mistress Maria was expecting an old lover called Ted to visit her, and probably wreck the shit out of her. This was an HUGE deal for me, he was apparently one of those guys that likes to cum in her face alot...
He came and he stayed at her places, yes. But becuase of un-matching schedule they didn´t have that much time to spend with eachother. The first night the slept in the same bed. They kissed and had eachothers hands all over, but they were just so tired they couldn´t engage on it. The following days continued in pretty much the same way.
On the saturday Me, Maria, and a few of our friends went to this club to see a band. Sometime during the evening Maria informed me that her "girlfriend", or what ever you would call her, would come over to meet us. She´s called Griselda btw. They hadn´t had sex yet, at least until now.
As soon as Griselda showed up, the "status" of the situation changed. I noticed how Maria was turing her attention more towards Griselda, and beacme more "low key". In other social situations with Griselda involved I´ve always felt that she wasn´t so very social, but now she was really lighting up. She has that aura of dominace around her, it felt almost like she knew how much she owned not just Maria, but me aswell. Owned me in the sens that "I am so gonna take your girl away, and probably turn her into a full-time lesbian. And you can´t do shit about it."
I was going to work really early the next morning so I left pretty early on. I texted Maria a few times during the rest of the evning, and the night. When she stoped replying I understod why...
The next moring I got a text at work: "I´am currently on a walk of shame from Griseldas place. I taste of alcohol and cunt..." It should be mentiond that I wear these really tight pants at work, and that I had a hard time not exposing my hard time. For the rest of that super long day. Met up with her in the evning. The moment we kissed I could taste the diffrence on her. She smelled like defeat really. And ofcorse, we didn´´t have sex, and havn´t since, leaving me sooo frustrated at time of writing!!
So what about Ted? Well, thats sort of the point of this story really. He probably would have taken Maria so hard in bed that I would have came in my pants just knowing that it happend. But he didn´t. See, thats the sign of true dominance. Griselda didn´t care that Maria was beat up that night aswell. She didn´t care about that vibe that we had something going on. She didn´t care about that fact that all our friends were there. When I met Ted, as much of a dominat lover or what not that he might be, I was running the social show. I didn´t get the feeling that he was in control, yet at least. With Griselda, I become intimidated just by her presence.
I have this uncanny feeling that she´s not going to accept my relationship with Maria in the long run. And I know that that is super dangerous. But... I just cant´t do shit about it. Just writing about it makes me start to leak...
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Posted on : Aug 12, 2014
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