This is about my life, from the D/s relationship
i'm in with my Master/Husband to raising a special needs child to dealing with my mental
illness. Beware, this is not for children, 18 and over only please.
Five years ago, i loved my sister but i wouldn't have given you 50 cents for her. She was a lying, stealing, violent, crack addicted user who mistreated her children that i happen to love very very much. This pissed me off so much that i actually kicked Vanessa's ass a couple of times, over her girls. i thought i could never respect this woman again. That i would love her, but never like her.
i realized this morning, sitting her spotless kitchen drinking coffee, Vanessa is a damn miracle. She kicked all of her bad habits, got a new man she has never once cheated on (not that i cared that she cheated on her husband before, but it did make her feel even worse about herself), apologized to her children and made amends... actually ACCEPTING responsibility for what she did to them which is so rare, stopped self medicating and learned to deal with her shit. She left a man she loved with all of her heart because she knew she could never get clean with him.
Don't think i'm trying to say she's perfect. She's not. Who the hell wants perfect? She reads her bible with a joint in her hand, spikes her Christmas candy with liquor and weed, and her keychain has a little dick on it. i think that's way better than perfect.
my sister is the strongest woman that i know. i am so proud of her. i admire her more than i can say. A woman on the other side of hell, walking tall, holding her own, and doing it her own way. She'll never see this, but here is my tribute to my best friend. my sister, Vanessa.
Now. On to me. i got laid. Twice. YAY ME! The first time was when Brad was at his respite care workers. J got me on the bed and we just cuddled a while, which is soooo nice. Then he took my clothes off and began rubbing my clit in that deliciously awful way. Instantly i was hot... and when he let me get between his legs and rub my face on his cock i felt my sex throb. He wouldn't let me suck it right away though. He made me beg first. i pleaded with him, "Please, please let me taste your cock. i want it in my throat so bad." He laughed and smacked me in the face with it a few times before he finally relented and let me suck its delicious satin deep into my throat. Sighing with pleasure i used my tongue to worship him. Letting it run up and down and over and under before i began to slurp in earnest. When he buried his hand in my hair and held me down on him, his cock deep in my throat i felt i'd burst with sexual desire.
Then he pushed me down on the bed and slid into my slippery wet pussy in one hard thrust. Then he was still, demanding my service and i rocked my hips sliding him deep in to bang my cervix on every stroke. Finally he grabbed my ankles and held them against the headboard while he drove into me so deep i was screaming as i came over and over. As he came deep in me, i clenched my muscles over and over and enjoyed the shudder he gave. MMMM. God, whew, yeah, it was good.
The second time, he had gone to bed and i was online working on some design stuff, when he came and said, "I didn't get to fuck you doggystyle before. Get on the bed."
So i did. And, he did.
The cobwebs are GONE. YAY
