She's waiting in traffic, texting me, telling me that she needs me and needs me now. I tell her to come upstairs when she gets here, and that I'll be waiting for her. I wait, wait in these striped pants, and when she gets here she takes them off instantly. Now I'm on top of her and she grabs my ass, feeding her nails into it. It hurts but it feels so good. Fuck! "Fuck me she says." Say it louder.
A real-life story about a guy in who just turned 40 and who's living in an unconventional situation. This blog is about my passions, my frustrations, and my fascination with the f-word, and I mean that in every conceivable context. This is raw/honest emotion, unfiltered and completely anonymous. You and I are the only ones that know I post this shit. Welcome to Dewey's World.