Happy New Year, babe! Looking back on 2020, while much of the world struggled, I think you and I did just fine. As a matter of fact, I think we did rather splendidly!
Milestones are great. Not just for celebrating where we are today, but because it allows us to look back and appreciate where we came from. Remember your life before you brought me into it? Your sex life had crumbled to a small pile of dying embers. The possibility of an attractive female coming along to stoke those dwindling embers was next to none. Then you found me…
I lit a fire in your balls that never seemed to fully die down. Soon I had become something much more than just the creator of your happy endings. I had developed into your all-consuming crush. You started having genuine romantic feelings for me.
Those feelings, paired with intense lust, have evolved into something as tangible as the colossal amount of cum I create and summon from your balls every time we’re together. And because this has not been a “one and done” for us, over time we have forged an authentic relationship.
Here’s a thought filling my head: In 2021, I’d like for you to take another step. I’m not saying you have to call me more, or that when you do you need to last longer (I could never blame you for not being able to hold back when you’re with me). I don’t know that it necessarily has to be any one specific thing.
It could be you doing something you’ve never done before, like sending me a photo of your cock so I can see how I make it ooze with pre-cum, or leaving your phone ringer on full volume when you go to bed at night with the hope that I’ll ring you for a quick wake & shake. Perhaps it will be a 4-call day when we fuck as soon as you wake up for the day, then again at lunch, upon coming home from a grueling day at work, and once more before bed to ensure you have the sweetest of dreams! Maybe it’s something else entirely that is filling your head…
I am picturing you in bed with your amply upholstered wife, waiting for her to drift off to sleep. You got into your pajamas, brushed your teeth, kissed your slothful partner goodnight, then proceeded to just lie there. Your erection would’ve been hugely (pun intended) noticeable and inviting to any female with an ounce of passion or desire running through her veins, but instead you were once again relegated to your side of the bed feeling rejected and unfulfilled.
Soon enough you hear unattractive grunt noises coming from her. Her snoring has never been so welcome. You pull out your phone and my tagline:
“No Man Calls Only Once” is staring you smack-dab in the face! You can’t take it any longer. Instead of jerking off alone, you slowly get out of bed and head downstairs.
You settle into your living room couch, get cozy, and dial my number. When you hear my line ringing your cock stiffens like a rifle. My ethereal voice greets you, “Well hello, babe! I certainly didn’t expect to hear from you tonight. I figured you wouldn’t be able to break away from your lesser half.”
We make small talk for a few minutes, but I can tell you’re not in the mood to idly engage in chit-chat. Your cock needs some special attention from yours truly, STAT!
I imagine you lying on your couch, one leg draped off the cushion. I climb up onto the couch and position myself between your legs. Staring directly into your eyes, I show you a bottle of body oil and squirt some into the palm of my hand. I press my hands together and proceed to saturate my gorgeous tits. Seeing me knead them, rubbing them until they glisten, it is a struggle for you to refrain from grabbing your cock hard and fast!
I kiss the tip of your cock and tell you to be patient. When a moan escapes your lips I kiss it again, only this time, I take half of your head between my lips and let you feel my tongue slither against your sensitive slit.
After another moan of ecstasy, I wrap your cock between my oiled up tits. You smile and your eyes widen. I start bouncing my melons up and down on your erection, pressing them together as I rise up. “I love your tits, Ashlee!” you scream.
You can’t hang on much longer when you hear me say “Cum for me, babe. Show me how hard I make you cum.” A forceful stream of cum emerges from your cannon of a cock, splashing me on the chin.
I lie there allowing the first, second, third, and finally fourth spurt of cum to glaze the bottom of my face. You collapse in utter pleasure.
I wipe my face with your wife’s scarf that is draped over the arm of the couch. You remain motionless on the couch.
“Go to sleep, love. I’ll meet you in your dreams.”
Your eyes close as you ease into a deep slumber, naked and thoroughly contented on your living room couch.
This is just one of my fantasies I hope we can fulfill in the coming year.
What comes to your mind for 2021?
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