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@beefy-135.bsky.social

Basically just a public diary to vent my horny, depraved thoughts. 33. Cishet. He/Him. No minors, please.

Someday, I’ll look over in this bed and see her sleeping next to me. As I wipe the hair from her face, I’ll realize that everything I’ve ever done and everything that’s happened to me was all yo get me to this moment. This peace. This bliss. Now, I just have to make it to that moment.

You know what would really hit the spot right about now? Crawling into bed after an exhausting day to wrap myself around her. Squeezing her just a little too tight. Telling her she’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me and that I didn’t truly know what peace meant until she came into my life.

I want her eyes to light up when I tell her I’m horny. I want her to start rattling off everything she could do to help me. I want her more excited about getting me to cum than I am. Like it fulfills some kind of spiritual need to be of use to me, especially carnally. That’d really hit the spot.

Words don’t do justice to how badly I need a cozy night in with two chill ladies and reckless sexual abandon. Just exploring each other’s bodies and doing everything we can to get each other off as much as possible. Then we can lay together for some cuddling and light groping until we fall asleep.

Rough sex is cool, but I’ve been fiending for soft and lazy sex lately. Just enough force to get a good rhythm going while still being able to shut off our brains and enjoy ourselves without trying too hard.