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I'm too Horny for her part 3

I will now call myself "X". The long awaited part 3 of my sexual dilemma is here.


I noticed how people kept reporting part two, is this not a safe place to confess one's...sticky, hot...troubles? Is it really my fault that I am like this? There will be no graphic details until part 4 onwards. Right now I want understanding:'


I was ashamed of myself for these feelings, these desires...they pull me. I see a girl I like, I get to know her, I fall for her and then...it happens...


My lust grows like a wild beast emerging from a pool of red taboo, emerging with steam and a 'look' in it's eyes. Sometimes this look is seen on mine, when I forget to hide it. I hate not being free, I want to take a dip with her in this pool of lava and burn in lust so irresponsibly, so filthy that the next day we become religious...


I'm not proud of what I am, but I am this. I do need help, but it must start somewhere...I have to give this beast a voice. Who will be able to tame him, who can take his thrust? His might? His gaze that intimidates but moistens your loins...who will look back and say: Fuck me, Master. Take it all out on me!


Definitely not my girlfriend. She doesn't give me what I need. She doesn't give me the attention and love that a soul such as mine needs. She does try, but honestly - she's not made of the right stuff. The last time I tried with her was a few days ago -


One day she came home late, without any contact. I was mad. Why do I have to sit here at home with all my raging desires and my loneliness while she doesn't do her part...the least she could do was give me her body if not her heart. Let me own it. I've always hidden this side of me, everytime I did want to bring it up or try - she wasn't able to handle it. I love her very much but my red grows stronger and the more she does not pay attention to me...the more i want to PIN her down and fuck her like a sex slave. And I did. I held her firmly and said I'm tired. I lifted he short, frilled skirt and started spanking her till I left marks (my gf is white). She was shocked and I could feel her wanting to be annoyed at me...such a prideful creature...but she also didn't want to go...I stopped and told her to get her shit together. I told her to leave. She just looked at me, in my lap. As if she almost wanted to break her view about my sexuality and say "let's carry on"...when I felt her pussy to be sure, i was amazed at how wet she was! She quickly got embarrassed and switched back to her old self, going off at the mouth and being embarrassed that she actually liked it. Oh, what a prideful creature...


She's so pretend...she thinks she knows men, she thinks she's street, she thinks she loves sex - but she isn't the real deal. The less attention she pays to me and my needs, the more something in me seeks a willing candidate. Someone who loves an enticing, secret, lustful love affair and knows that this is how we love, before we love. Someone who can find me there before I heal anything else.


I am a very, very Horny man. I can have sex multiple times a day (which my girlfriend enjoys though will never admit). I can turn you on with a look...I am very naughty. I know what I'm doing. I think I've manipulated women sexually. But I give them what they didn't know they needed. Am I proud to admit that? No. But I am who I am and I'm tired of running. I need one who will find me and go down this rabbit hole and into wonderland...who will turn shame into a wild drug with me.


Am I happy being this way? No. Not yet. I know it started somewhere, though. All of this.


I have an origin story. Heartbreak. Which I will post in part 4. It is graphic...


For now, it looks like the cosmos has conspired in my favor...it looks like there will be a new part to my story. I have found a wild thing...roaming the enchanted forests full of beasts and magic, who found something she liked...


I must say. This excited me. That hasn't happened in a long time. I came home from work in my suit and laid my briefcase aside. Pulled ot my laptop and saw her reply...my cock bulged out my suit pants...I could never hide this erection at the firm. But my heart also felt something. A familiar. Someone who knows me. That's what it felt like anyway.


She has a boyfriend, I think. I'm sure she may be in some situation...or maybe she just needs something more...either way: She is here.


I wonder if she's reading this, my wild thing. I am typing this while my girlfriend is asleep. If you are who you say you are, I know you'll know what to do from here on...


My girlfriend is the jealous type so my times are limited...but I will check my mail tonight.


xxxmagicmaster@gmail.com