Stress and What It Does To Me

I'm stressed out, work is a pain, and I'm bored. So consequently, I'm as horny as a rabbit on shore leave. God, I just want to fuck all the time, non-stop.

I've been wearing my father out, if that tells you something. This afternoon I went to Kate's house and wore her out too. Her husband wasn't home, but she was. I brought a strap-on and let her fuck my brains out; we probably made the house shake. It was fine to dive into her muff afterward, but smelling her, tasting her cumming on my tongue, just made me even hornier. I couldn't stay for as long as I wanted, and frankly what I really wanted was cock, inside me, cumming.

I've got a vibe in me right now, and it's making me cum like clockwork, but I'm still all pent up. I need another guy, one who can fuck more frequently than Dad. I miss Mike, hell, I even miss James a little. Oh yeah, here it comes. Wait for it.

Okay, seat of my chair nice and damp now. God I want a cock inside me right now. I'm glad Sveta's not around, because I'd take advantage of her, and it wouldn't satisfy me. I don't like fucking her, I like making love with her, and right now, all I want is meaningless, tawdry, hardcore sex.

I'm going to look at some porn, keep cumming, try to work out as many kinks as I can. Then tomorrow, more of the same. Fuck.