According to my funny calendar, April 23 is both Lover’s Day and Take A Chance Day. I decide to combine the both of them and give you a call. I had been lusting after you a while. You accepted my invitation to dinner, meaning my taking a chance is gonna pay off. I have some great fun planned. Since it is nice and warm here with great unseasonably warm Spring weather, I am planning a picnic by the lake. I told you to bring your trunks and I will have my cutest swimsuit. If my fantasies pan out, I can imagine everything leading up to a fantastic fuck by the lake under the stars.
I slip my hand into my panties as I imagine how wonderful fucking you must be. I begin rubbing my clit imagining it is your tongue rather than my finger. I can almost feel your tongue working its way into my hot cunt. As I do I am also dreaming of taking your cock into my mouth and deep into my throat. Your precum tastes nice and sweet as I lick it from the tip of your cock. As I place my vibrator to the entrance of my wet pussy, I imagine your hard cock plunging into me. I work the vibrator in and out of my pussy, bringing myself to orgasm, thinking of your cock the entire time.
I can’t wait til Lover’s Day. I am so looking forward to making you my new lover.










He was older than me, but that was fine. Older men are sexy. In a very Christian Gray manner, he wined and dined me at one of the finest restaurants in town. I felt like a princess. He paid for a salon day and a new dress. I thought this was really not that bad of a lifestyle. That was before we got back to his place. The moment I walked into his home, his demeanor changed. He pushed me against the foyer wall, ripped my $300 dress from my body and slapped my face. “You belong to me bitch,” he purred in my ear as he shoved a few fingers up my cunt. He dragged me into the bedroom which looked more like a dungeon. He put a spider gag in my mouth, restrained my feet and hands. I was strung up by some contraption and suspended over his bed so he could whip me.











