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Dear Diary


Date: 04.10.2009

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I pushed against the wall faster... mimicking what I saw in my mind's eye.

I saw him grimace and I heard him moan softly while he slammed his thick, veiny cock into my asshole. He bit his bottom lip, groaning in pleasure and he squeezed my boobs as hard as he could, pulling away from them until his fingertips were on my pierced nipples and then, he started twisting them. He pulled and twisted on my nipples while he shoved that huge cock into my tight, hot asshole, wet with lube and pre-cum.

He growled at me, "You like that cock in your ass don't you, slut?"

And I replied, "Yes Sir, I do," breathlessly.

I've never wanted more to be dominated until that moment. That's my secret, diary. I wanted so bad for him to be real, I wanted so much for him to have already cuffed my hands and attached a chain to a collar and fuck me until I couldn't see straight. I saw him fuck me and I felt his hand decisively rest on my throat. As he fucked me harder, the pressure on my neck became more intense. I didn't choke, and I didn't cough, but my breathing was restricted.

"Ask me if you can breathe," He said in the lowest, sexiest voice I've ever heard.

It was faster, and harder that he fucked me. He pulled back on the chain with his free hand, making me involuntarily lean back into him. I pushed my ass farther up in the air, a bitch in heat wanting her master to fuck her like a wanton slut.

I could feel myself pushing against the wall with more force, my melons bouncing and my head held back.

I finally pushed two fingers from my left hand into my pussy while fucking myself with my butt plug against the wall and almost immediately I came, squirting liquid all over my hand. I screamed, "Oh God, Yes," as I came and I continued fucking myself with my fingers.

I squeezed my right breast with my free hand and pushed back harder onto the wall, feeling my asshole convulse around the plug and my pussy jump around my fingers.

I thought I was going to pass out. I stayed there for a moment, catching my breath and reliving the vision in my mind.

Everyday for the past two weeks, I've relived this same scenario, with the result being more intense than the day before, diary. I don't know what to do! I guess I'll just have to find the guy in my dreams and let him ream any hole of mine he likes.

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