This is my first story written here, though I have submitted similar to adultfriendfinder.
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It was a long day again, after an even longer night of calls. AS an EMS provider, I love helping others. I just wish someone would help me. Well, thank you bottle of wine and vibrator, I can help myself.
My husband is autistic and a rather asexual being. Yeah, shocked? I was too. I had heard they were quite the opposite. That's my luck and Murphy's Law I guess.
But, I really want to be touched. Hello, I am a nympho stuck in a nun's habit and chastity belt, unable to play with others.
Tonight, though, my bottle of wine sits next to me, my husband is asleep in his bedroom downstairs and I am alone with my thoughts and glass.
I am so horny, my clit aches to touched and loved on! I want to have someone slam into me from behind and make me play whore to his needs while he lavishes me and makes me feel queen of all Deviant Natures.
At least the stars are out. Wait, what was that sound? A chair moving? steps? I know David is sleeping. The dogs are downstairs, and the cats beside me.
Or were. They just fluffed, hissed and ran. Whiskey tango foxtrot?
Whatever. Crap the bottle is empty and I do not feel like moving. Screw it, I'm going to sleep.
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She falls asleep, glass on the table beside her, naked in moonlight, as her fans blow air over her body. Slightly overweight, she has curves in all the right places, size 38D cup breasts, full, with large saucer like nipples which begged to be sucked. Her legs are long and full, ripped with muscle under the soft exterior. Her lips remain slightly parted as if waiting for the kiss to bring her to her full awakened state.