Vanilla-Xtract

Here’s what we have wondered, since we’ve not been together yet…

How will she respond when I tell her to do something extreme in an ordinary context? How will I hold myself as her Master? Will I dare to give her those instructions?

We fantasize about meeting at the airport. I imagine her arrival exactly like I wrote in “Descent.” What follows that is her arrival at the gate, exiting the plane, and looking for me amongst the herd of other waiting friends and family. Finding me, she falls to her knees. But when? Will there be space for her to do this? Will she potentially be trampled? These are things I consider. But after I’ve moved with her to an open area, yet still within the public meeting area, I don’t need to worry about trampling or crowding. Instead, I wonder what might be going on in my own head. I might just smother her in hugs and kisses like all the nillas always do. Will I be able to feel my mastery in person during our first moments together, and subsequently act upon those feelings?

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Making a girl suck cock is like being selfish. When a girl gives head, is she giving me a gift of some kind? What that implies is that it’s hers to give. It is to say I should be grateful that she’s now sucking me hard until I cum. I might just take it whenever I can get it, and that depends on when she wants to give it. So therefore, if I were to wish to be in control of this situation, it could mean I might need to manipulate or seduce her into performing such an act.

So does control have anything to do with getting the girl to blow me?

In a vanilla world, yes, but from that lens only.

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Unwinding from the day’s usual stress, plus the long, but familiar weekend drive afterward, I relaxed in the Jacuzzi with a well-chilled Newcastle in hand. My girl massaged my balls under the water while the jet steadily drummed my lower back.

Next to me, her eyes were shut as she rode the strongest of the jets, writhing breathlessly and approaching another orgasm. I wasn’t keeping track of the number, and she knew it, so the horney slut was likely up to eight by then, just in the tub. I’d already allowed her to blow me once I’d arrived by car only an hour before. I diligently punished her for cumming on my shoes, but that only made her hungry for more cock.

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