This isn’t a love story.

This isn’t about a romantic evening we had together on a corporate-ruined holiday. No, this is a story of lust.

Don’t buy me flowers.

Don’t buy me candy.

Don’t bother with the card.

Show me.

Tell me.

Touch me.

Give me orgasms. Give me wetness. Give me goose bumps. It doesn’t cost anything but your time and effort. We both will benefit from this transaction, I assure you.

Fuck me.

Use me.

Hurt me.

A lasting mark, soreness and a memory is going to be substantial and shows me that you really care about my wants, my needs and me.

Give me what I want and I will show you my appreciation with my mouth. Dragging my body down as your hand is wrapped around your hard on. Flicking the head of your cock with my tongue. Pushing your hand around the base of your cock as I slowly suck up and a little further down, back up and even further down. Making my way to your hand. Hearing your gasps and your moans. Your hand falls away as I push your cock into my throat. You slur, “Yessss†and your hands hold my hands that are placed on the bed. As I suck my tongue runs along the underside of your cock. I know this area is sensitive to you and I know how much you like the tip of my tongue pressed against the head as I make my way back up. I pry my mouth from your cock licking down, down and lick at your balls. Sucking your balls into my mouth. You like this with another slurred, “Yessssâ€. I love pressing your cock against my face and then sucking the underside back to the top again.

I want you to come.

I want you to come in my mouth.

I want to swallow your come.

I start to fuck your cock with my mouth. I can feel your body tensing and slightly releasing. Tensing. Tensing. Tensing. Your hands grab a hold of my left hand as my right hand wraps around the base of your cock. I can feel the veins pulsing and filling as you let out an audible, “Fuuuckkk.†Your body jerking as your cock unloads into my mouth. Swallowing every drip down. Softly and tenderly sucking as your cock retreats. Your grip loosens and your panting subsides.

This wasn’t a love story, no; it was a story of lust.

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It’s funny when one makes a conscious effort to do something against the norm and then feels a heightened sense of doing something wrong during execution.

He mentioned he wanted to see the movie Shame and I immediately planned it out in my head we would see it at night and I would go without a bra. I didn’t tell him this and he is probably finding out about this as he reads this blog post.

Walking in public with no bra on makes me wonder if people can tell. I’m not small chested at all but I was also wearing a hoodie. I really didn’t care. The theater was old with character and the seats were worn out. When the lights went down I pulled my hoodie off and nestled against his chest with his arm around me. My breasts were nearly spilling from out of my Victoria Secret undershirt with a lace trim along the bottom and I find this a bit of a distraction while the previews played. Yes, even my own cleavage makes me want to grab at them. Every so often I would find a reason to brush my fingertips across the exposed flesh.

During movie there are scenes that caused me to squirm. I would grab the inner seam of his thigh when something really moved me as my thighs squeezed together. The one scene that really caused a reaction was when the main character, Brandon was in a bar trying to seduce a young woman. He was talking dirty to her while pushing his fingers between her legs and we all knew he was fingering her. The fact that Brandon was well hung didn’t hurt either but him talking filthy was what sealed the deal for me.

After the movie I was flushed and quiet. Scenes were replaying in my mind over and over. I miss words in my ears. I miss getting off by someone talking filthy to me. It has been far too long. I ache for it like an addict. I need a fix and I’m at the point of desperation. Bruce has been busy and the problem with having the best is settling for anything mediocre. I guess I’m not that desperate yet.

We lay in bed and he is not really much of a talker when we engage physically with each other. We had kissed deep and his hand was between my legs and pushed into my panties.

“You liked that bar scene in the movie,†he whispered against my lips.

I gasped in both surprise and arousal. He spoke. His fingers pushed in near my g-spot.

“I can see you in a bar letting some guy finger you while he spoke dirty to you,†he spoke against my cheek and closer to my ear. He hit my g-spot and caused me to come. The fluid flooded out as I clung to him.

I could see the image he played out for me and I wanted it. I wanted to live that out, feel and hear it all.

I wanted to tell him that was my favorite scene in the movie but I couldn’t formulate words. Before I could even think about speaking, my head was buried in the pillows with him fucking me from behind.

I pick up on subtlety and details. I like a slow and long seduction that is dripping with arousal. I like word play. I want to play a deviant game of chess and it’s your move. Use your brain and mouth, not your appendages.

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I like to support my fellow filthy writers when I can. What really drove me to read this little piece was the cover I saw to this story, titled Discipline Me. As you can see Mich Masoch knows how to grab a person’s attention and I was willing to shell out the $2.99 to read the words that went with this lovely image.

Three sentences into her story I had to grab a highlighter because Mich has some wonderful “word bombs†(a term borrowed by T.M. Camp) throughout her piece:

“I swallow hard, hoping to eject my heart from the place it’s lodged itself in my throat.â€

Mich’s piece is not mushy with flowers and love. It’s dirty with the character’s point of view on her very first punishment from her lover in great detail in a little over 11 pages when printed out. She takes you right there in the brain of Jacqueline and the position of being bent over a desk. I am not a fan of wordy tales but she pulled a Sherlock Holmes scene on me with the attention to detail:

“At first, it’s like a little nip of a bite, then a fast, hard push against the arc of my ass, compressing the muscle in a fraction of an instant as waves of impact ripple out and back. I lurch forward from the force, the desk edge digging into my hip.â€

This piece is a journey into submission and only the first installment of 6 parts. I won’t give away all the titles but my favorite one that Mich listed out is the final part titled “Break Meâ€. I look forward in seeing how this adventure unfolds for Jacqueline.

You will not be disappointed in Mich’s perfectionism in writing. She is good at her craft with words and imagery.

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Dear Future Female Lover,

You might find my social and sexual aggressiveness intriguing and even seductive but I will say this to you… when it comes to women, I am one sadistic bitch. I want your blood, sweat and tears.

I like marks.

I like to leave marks.

I like to leave marks on your flesh.

I’m not a fan of drama unless you are whispering it to me in my ear while I have three fingers deep in your cunt. I’m not your best friend, I’m your lover so don’t expect me to listen to your troubles without paying a hefty price.

Your demise is my pleasure. I want to hear you beg. See you quiver. Feel your arousal. I promise a safe word but I guarantee we won’t stop till you scream it from your pretty lips. I want to destroy something beautiful and make you mine forever.

I will creep into your mind like a virus. I know how to fuck minds and especially yours. The virus will turn into a plague and you can’t help but wonder about what I would do to you. Do you have the stamina and strength to take me on?

Don’t talk a lot. If anything don’t talk at all. The only sounds I want to hear from you are whimpers and moans. Yes, please curse because that lets me know I’m hitting the right spot. If you talk too much, I will silence you. If you move too much, I will tie you. If you even think of asking me to do something, I will punish you.

I want to fuck you till your eyes roll back. I want to lick you till you speak gibberish. I want to inflict pain upon you till your body convulses.

I expect to use all three of your holes so do not deny me. I will use toys so accept me. I will use words so listen to me.

I have this fascination for blood and I am not lying when I said I wanted your blood. I expect you to let me draw the very life from your body. I love the taste and sight of the crimson red that beads from a fresh cut. If you can’t handle it then I suggest you find someone else.

This is not really about me so don’t expect to get me off unless I allow you. You are a toy; a plaything and I want to play. Seeing you writhe in pain and ecstasy is what gets me off more than a cheap orgasm. Your undying submission to me is the ultimate orgasm.

I love fleshy women. I want something to hold on to. Don’t give me skin and bones. I need something to grab, bruise and bite. Most of all, I want your mind. I want to take you to a dark place so you will know where I thrive.

I love lips and I love kissing. Be masterful in the art of kissing because I expect your skilled lips against mine.
Be smart.

Be a tease.

Be insatiable.

Let me choke you. Let me hurt you. Let me leave you in a quivering orgasmic mess. I promise you it will be an experience you won’t forget.

I will fuck your mind and I will fuck your body.

With Lust,
Dark Gracie

Dear Future Male Lover,

You might think it’s so cute that I am always horny or even think it’s novel but it’s not. You won’t think that after you have left your seed in my ass, completely spent and I am pawing at you because I need to come again. I am insatiable when it comes to sex I only require mere minutes to feel this need to be used again.

I like porn.

I like watching porn with you.

I like watching porn with your cock in my mouth.

When I say I like filthy sex, I mean it. That means I enjoy your cock shoved all the way inside me with your hand wrapped around my throat and I don’t mean in a loving way. I want to let out aggression and I want you to let out your aggression on me. This means you can inflict pain upon me but never slap my face. Leave a mark because I want a reminder of our time together.

If you desire my ass and know how to fuck one, then by all means help yourself. If you want to make me come, rub your cock against my asshole. If you want to make me wet, spit on my asshole. If you want me to lose it, come against my asshole. I get very wet so no lube is required.

I’m not a fan of bondage but that doesn’t mean you can’t pin me down. I’m not a fan of flogging props but that doesn’t mean you can’t spank me with your bare hands. I am a fan of toys and especially shiny steel ones so please use as frequent as you like and along with your fingers and cock.

I’m very open minded sexually so if there is something you would like that will get you off, please speak up. It’s even better when we are talking about our sex life in public with people all around us.

If I am sleeping and you are horny, this is an open invitation to fuck me. I want you to want me and I want you to want fuck me whenever you feel the need.

If and when I cry after coming really hard you just need to hold me. We don’t need to talk about it and trust me it’s not you. If anything, be proud because when I come very intensely I will either: cry, be very angry or laugh. Just know you did a very good job.

I have a fantastic sense of humor and I don’t take things too seriously. If you want to crack a joke post fucking, please do so. I have a sick sense of humor so please indulge me.

I love to be wanted and when we are not together please feel free to text or email me that you want to fuck me limp. Knowing one is wanted is key to a sexual relationship and I never grow tired of being wanted.

I get off when you get off. I enjoy making you come and I enjoy swallowing your come. It’s not all about me but us and I want to make sure you getting off as much as I am when we are together.
I love foreplay. I love kissing. I love hearing your words in my ear. You want me “on†then make sure you do the part. I can make out for hours and have plenty of orgasms just by the heightened sense of arousal from those little gestures that are sometimes forgotten when two people engage physically.

Fuck my mind and you can fuck my body.

With Lust,
Dark Gracie

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