In my vanilla life I am a decision maker and a driver and impatient to get things done. When I have decided on something I go for it. Bridging this ga...p is something I am still learning. I have to remind myself as his sub that it is not about me. As his sub I must learn to be patient and wait until He tells me to do something. For example I would like to have some Ben wa balls so that I can train my vaginal muscles to be tight despite all the stretching they regularly endure. The vanilla me. “My pussy is bald. It feels so weird.” She spread herself and slid her middle finger through the wet groove, remembering Evan's strong hands massaging her ass, so close to her crotch that she wanted to scream, “Do it, touch me.”“Deana!”“Sorry, I'm horny, out of my mind horny, and it feels crazy good,” she said. “Oh, and it's cunt that I hate. Pussy's okay. My bald pussy, pussy, pussy feels so good.”“I'm coming over!”Deana stared at the call ended message. She didn't want to let Rebecca come. Nikki wrapped a hand around my cock and began slowly stroking it as I kissed her neck and twisted her nipples. Hearing her moan with need and desire filled me with lust once more! I heard Victor sliding fingers into her wet snatch. He called her a swampy wet slut and she said we could call her whatever we wanted, just give her more pleasure!I was fully erect and thinking about replacing Victor’s fingers in Nikki’s twat with my throbbing cock when I felt a warm sensation and then I felt my. I soon fell asleep with a smile on my face but when I woke up in the morning a feeling of emptiness submerged me as I regained “consciousness” and realized that the lover I was longing to touch and caress was just a dream. Even worse, I had no idea of who he was and where to find him; the only information I had were the initials “ R.J.” I had seen on his carry-on. I was firmly decided to look for him and would not rest until I found the object of my longing.I was fortunate enough to find a day.