I remember modelling ten pairs of pants because you couldn't decide which one showed my ass off better.
I see where this is going... I thought about it, you know. Sneaking into your dressing room cubicle when the staff weren't looking. Hiking up the dress you were just about to take off, trying not to tear it when I'm buried inside you. All those mirrors for you to watch me fuck you...
I would have tried to be quiet, Starshine. Bent over with my hands braced against the wall just for something to hold on to, my ass in the air for you, watching in the mirror while you slipped inside me. I bet I could have even pulled it off at first, maybe I wouldn't have even popped the buttons on a shirt we hadn't bought yet, but I know how good you give it to me.
It wouldn't have been long before those women heard me moaning for you and your beautiful cock. Before they knew how hard my submissive can make me come anywhere he wants me to.
So I learned when the first thing you said to me when we got home was "pants off".
You'd think they'd kick us out for that, but they'd let me finish you off. Wanna know why? Not because they're picturing they're you bent over. No, they'd be envious listening to me describe you how good you feel, jealous of me inside you, wishing they had a cock to fill you with because fingers just aren't the same. You'd make every woman in that shop wet from the filthy noises you make.
Which is still an improvement over the time I told you to shut up and take off your pants.
They might be envious, but even if they had a cock to fuck me with? There's no cock that fills me up like yours does. You've been inside me so many times I've lost count, but I still can't believe how you take my breath away every time you bury that cock inside me. No one feels as good as you do, no one earns those filthy noises more.
When I come home and order you to take out your cock, it's not because I need to be fucked. It's because I need you to fuck me.
You mean when you tell me to shut up but you actually want me to keep talking?
The way you feel about my cock is exactly how I feel about your hot, tight cunt when it's wet for me. I feel like I had no clue what fucking was until I met you. We fuck so often but it still feels likes it's not enough. You know if they made it a rule tomorrow that you can only fuck who you're partnered with, I'd have it so fucking good? I'd be celebrating.
Anywhere else, Princess? I know you must have other places in that dirty mind of yours. If it can think up sex on a train, I know you've got more to tell me.
So would I. You know the moment we finish I start thinking about the next time we're going to fuck, and how many things we haven't done yet, and what we else we could do. Somehow our list gets longer every time you end up inside me, because those filthy things are just for us, just things I want with you. I don't need anyone else to fuck me, you're my partner. We could do this forever and I'd still want more.
Other places? I don't think you understand, I'd fuck you anywhere. Want me to ride you on the beach under the stars? I'm in. Feel like fingering me on a park bench in the middle of the afternoon? Done. Hell, I'd let half the city watch you get me off if you wanted to. I'd blow you in the opera house in the middle of the show, or try to keep quiet at the library while we pick out some new reading material with your cock pressed against my ass.
Enough places for you, Bell? This city wants us to fuck, fine. I'll fuck you everywhere.
You know how much I love our filth. You know because I keep coming back for more like I'm starving for it, even though you give me everything I need whenever I want it like the spoiled sub I am.
I've tried looking for it elsewhere too, so I wouldn't have to rely on you for it so much, but it just made me realize that I don't crave it with anyone else. It's special to us. Every hour I'm awake I want to be inside you. And every hour I'm asleep I still want to be inside you so when I wake up, I can wake you too with a roll of my hips that makes you moan my name because I love it when it's the first thing you say in the morning. When you whine my name like we haven't been fucking all night and we go at it again before breakfast. Who needs to go for a run in the morning when our form of exercise is much more fun?
I don't know how you do it but you make everywhere a turn on. There should be nothing sexy about a park bench or sand in awkward places but you've made me hard thinking about it. I never knew I needed to fuck you in my favorite section of the library until now.
I'm so hard at the thought of us fucking everywhere. I wanna get started. I don't care where. I just need you.
I want my sub to have everything, you know that. I won't ever leave you wanting when you could be inside me, when we could both have what we want.
You can rely on me, Bellamy. I don't care if you've been inside me all night, when I wake up and feel your hard cock pressed against my ass in the morning, all I can think about is where I want to put it next. I wish you were always inside me, filling me up and reminding me how lucky I am to have a submissive who makes me feel so fucking wanted.
You say there's nothing sexy about it, but everywhere I go with you is sexy. It's like what we talked about before, I want you to fuck me all over this city so that everywhere we go, you remember it as another place you've had your cock inside me. And then you'll get hard all over again and we'll fuck there one more time just because I'll be soaked and desperate for you to give me one more orgasm - like you don't already make me come morning, noon, and night as it is.
You make it so easy for me to want you. You don't even have to do anything. All it takes is for you to exist for me to feel like I need to be with you, touching you, making you come... I love making you come more than coming myself. It's so fucking beautiful when it happens.
Meet me at the station. Wear something appropriate.
[ And by appropriate he means 'easy access to fill you up' because that's definitely happening, train passenger witnesses be damned. He needs his public sex fill with Emma today and now. ]
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I see where this is going... I thought about it, you know. Sneaking into your dressing room cubicle when the staff weren't looking. Hiking up the dress you were just about to take off, trying not to tear it when I'm buried inside you. All those mirrors for you to watch me fuck you...
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I would have tried to be quiet, Starshine. Bent over with my hands braced against the wall just for something to hold on to, my ass in the air for you, watching in the mirror while you slipped inside me. I bet I could have even pulled it off at first, maybe I wouldn't have even popped the buttons on a shirt we hadn't bought yet, but I know how good you give it to me.
It wouldn't have been long before those women heard me moaning for you and your beautiful cock. Before they knew how hard my submissive can make me come anywhere he wants me to.
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You'd think they'd kick us out for that, but they'd let me finish you off. Wanna know why? Not because they're picturing they're you bent over. No, they'd be envious listening to me describe you how good you feel, jealous of me inside you, wishing they had a cock to fill you with because fingers just aren't the same. You'd make every woman in that shop wet from the filthy noises you make.
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They might be envious, but even if they had a cock to fuck me with? There's no cock that fills me up like yours does. You've been inside me so many times I've lost count, but I still can't believe how you take my breath away every time you bury that cock inside me. No one feels as good as you do, no one earns those filthy noises more.
When I come home and order you to take out your cock, it's not because I need to be fucked. It's because I need you to fuck me.
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The way you feel about my cock is exactly how I feel about your hot, tight cunt when it's wet for me. I feel like I had no clue what fucking was until I met you. We fuck so often but it still feels likes it's not enough. You know if they made it a rule tomorrow that you can only fuck who you're partnered with, I'd have it so fucking good? I'd be celebrating.
Anywhere else, Princess? I know you must have other places in that dirty mind of yours. If it can think up sex on a train, I know you've got more to tell me.
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So would I. You know the moment we finish I start thinking about the next time we're going to fuck, and how many things we haven't done yet, and what we else we could do. Somehow our list gets longer every time you end up inside me, because those filthy things are just for us, just things I want with you. I don't need anyone else to fuck me, you're my partner. We could do this forever and I'd still want more.
Other places? I don't think you understand, I'd fuck you anywhere. Want me to ride you on the beach under the stars? I'm in. Feel like fingering me on a park bench in the middle of the afternoon? Done. Hell, I'd let half the city watch you get me off if you wanted to. I'd blow you in the opera house in the middle of the show, or try to keep quiet at the library while we pick out some new reading material with your cock pressed against my ass.
Enough places for you, Bell? This city wants us to fuck, fine. I'll fuck you everywhere.
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I've tried looking for it elsewhere too, so I wouldn't have to rely on you for it so much, but it just made me realize that I don't crave it with anyone else. It's special to us. Every hour I'm awake I want to be inside you. And every hour I'm asleep I still want to be inside you so when I wake up, I can wake you too with a roll of my hips that makes you moan my name because I love it when it's the first thing you say in the morning. When you whine my name like we haven't been fucking all night and we go at it again before breakfast. Who needs to go for a run in the morning when our form of exercise is much more fun?
I don't know how you do it but you make everywhere a turn on. There should be nothing sexy about a park bench or sand in awkward places but you've made me hard thinking about it. I never knew I needed to fuck you in my favorite section of the library until now.
I'm so hard at the thought of us fucking everywhere. I wanna get started. I don't care where. I just need you.
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You can rely on me, Bellamy. I don't care if you've been inside me all night, when I wake up and feel your hard cock pressed against my ass in the morning, all I can think about is where I want to put it next. I wish you were always inside me, filling me up and reminding me how lucky I am to have a submissive who makes me feel so fucking wanted.
You say there's nothing sexy about it, but everywhere I go with you is sexy. It's like what we talked about before, I want you to fuck me all over this city so that everywhere we go, you remember it as another place you've had your cock inside me. And then you'll get hard all over again and we'll fuck there one more time just because I'll be soaked and desperate for you to give me one more orgasm - like you don't already make me come morning, noon, and night as it is.
I'm done waiting. Let's start with the train.
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Meet me at the station. Wear something appropriate.
[ And by appropriate he means 'easy access to fill you up' because that's definitely happening, train passenger witnesses be damned. He needs his public sex fill with Emma today and now. ]
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