Ode to my Boyfriend

The very best thing about my relationship with my boyfriend is that he is the kind of man that will spank me, choke me on his cock, pull my hair, and make me having screaming orgasms so hard I cry at the end- while simultaneously making me feel safe, loved, protected, cared for, desired, and important.

And then he'll let me fuck him in the ass a little. Or a lot. Depending.

Oh and his mouth, because no one has ever licked my pussy so often or so successfully.

That being said, I feel very lucky to have found someone like him. Until now, the only people I have truly had really FANTASTIC sex with have been the random guys I met online while briefly single in college. [There are two. One I wrote about in my first blog entry. The other was at that same time, and in the rest of the story he will come up.]

Having an actual, real relationship with someone I also intensely WANT is incredible. I know my boyfriend is completely head-over-heels in love with me, he is honest with me, he isn't controlling or over-possessive, doesn't secretly have a wife or another girlfriend, and he lets me post videos of us fucking! I mean, what else could I ask for?

I just felt the need to put that down on metaphorical internet-based 'paper'.