I got the above text from my pet around 11 this morning. She is still on break for the holidays and was at home just getting up while I was in my office. Doing what she was asking of me was the furthest thing from my mind at the time as
I had just finished up a big job interview with another company and was weeding through the many emails that had piled up after a one-week hiatus.
She was wanting to fuck. Not later tonight, but right then and there. She didn’t want to make love, she didn’t want me to come cuddle with her and whisper sweet nothings in her ear, she wanted to FUCK. Hard, fast, and brutal.
I contemplated the situation. I did have a lot of work to do, with meetings coming up around the corner. The Dom in me wanted to scold her, call her a little cum slut who would have to sit around in wet panties until I got home. But then I looked at her text, and I pictured her waiting for me, and I felt a stirring in my pants, and minutes later, I was out the door. Maybe she was topping from the bottom a bit here, but I didn’t care, because fucking her seemed like a damn fine idea.
I got home and went into our bedroom and locked the door. She was lying on the bed, already getting in the position to be fucked from behind. I, however, was in need of some attention first, so I positioned myself at the side of the bed and took my cock out for her to suck on. I was still fully dressed, with shirt and tie on, while she eagerly took me in her mouth and quickly brought me to a full erection. Once hard, I flipped her over and entered her from behind and gave her just what she was asking for. Within seconds --- seriously, it was that fast --- she was asking for permission to come. I granted her permission, and her orgasm hit her hard and fast as I continued pounding away inside of her.
I am not only the owner of a submissive woman, my own personal pet that I can do anything with, I also happen to be a loving companion for life with a woman who loves to fuck.
It’s a great feeling. I don’t think there is anything sexier that a woman who truly loves to fuck. A woman who is confident and comfortable with her own sexuality, and has no problems expressing it with her partner. A woman who will unabashedly admit that she enjoys cock. A woman who not only expresses her love for fucking in the words she says or in the way she moves (the way you move ain’t fair, you know), but in the way her body reacts. You know what I mean. I’m talking about the oh so lovely wet spot that forms on the front of panties, the dripping that spreads down onto thighs, that soaks the sheets, that coats the face when you go down on her, that leaves your cock glistening when you pull out of her. I’m talking about Rick James’ super freak of a girl, the kind you don’t take home to mother; I’m talking about Prince’s darling Nikki, the sex fiend in a hotel lobby masturbating in a magazine.
But I’m just not talking about any woman who loves to fuck; I’m talking about the woman who loves to fuck who is not supposed to be the woman who loves to fuck. The suburban mom who volunteers for her son’s sport team, who lives in a nice house in Mayberry with kids and a dog and a cat and a swingset in the front yard. June Cleaver with a lust for cock; Carol Brady putting a show on for Mike with her Hitachi Magic Wand; Donna Reed with a ball gag in her mouth and a flogger striking her ass and loving every minute of it.
You know. A woman like my woman. The one that I own.
She loves to fuck.
So men of the blogosphere, let us now gather in our respective man caves and pour ourselves a Maker’s Mark on the rocks, and let us toast to the women that we love who love to fuck. Let us cheer their desires, their lustiness, their horniness; let us applaud the sounds they make when we first penetrate them and the way they beg us to fuck them hard; let us appreciate their willingness for us to whisper things in their ears while fucking them, things their mom’s don’t want to hear, like calling them cum sluts, cock whores, and fuck toys. Let us applaud our good fortune together, and shake each other’s hands, for we are lucky men indeed, because we have in our possession women who love to fuck.
A toast, good sirs, to the lovely ladies who enjoy the sensation of living in a penetration nation.
And now you will excuse me as I have a woman who loves to fuck, and she wants it right now.