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Dear Dirty Diary, It was about a month ago that I was lying..
🕑 Added 2021-09-13 18:14:41 +0000 UTC Dear Dirty Diary, It was about a month ago that I was lying in bed, just like this, alone in my apartment with the door unlocked. I had given my address to a man I’d never met and invited him to my place to do whatever he liked with my body… I knew some of the things he wanted to do. He was going to record himself fucking my face, catching the tears rolling down my face on camera as he gagged the back of my throat and twisted his fingers in my hair. He was going to slap me around and call me awful things, insult me the way he knew I wanted. He wanted to shove his big cock deep into my tight pussy and stretch it out so it would never be the same again, then turn me over and open my asshole wide, using only my pussy juices and spit as lube. Then he would make me tongue his asshole nice and deep, even though I really don’t like that and didn’t want to, he’d figure out a way to convince me. And he was going to be here in 45 minutes. So he said. In the time I sat waiting I was hit with a wave of horrible guilt. I love my husband, and he would be absolutely horrified and hurt if he ever even suspected I’d been with someone else. And he’s been so understanding with my need for attention. He knows I post my nudes online and talk dirty with other guys. It’s not fair to cross the line into reality if he’s not okay with that. But I made this decision anyway. And at this point, there was nothing I could do to stop it. Fortunately for me, this guy turned out to be an absolute coward, and he never showed. While admittedly my pussy was sad that it would go unabused, I was relieved. But the guilt remained for quite some time. I stopped posting myself as often, and avoided messaging people. I took time to think about what it is I really want. What I enjoy most is the teasing game. I love being a cocktease. Promising everything, offering everything, sharing everything. Teasing a man to his breaking point. Making his cock hard at every opportunity and filling his head with thoughts of me at all times… being his greatest desire. Tempting him. Baiting him. Entertaining him. Being desired, being a fantasy. Being a figment within his most vile, dirty imaginations. Being spoiled, being appreciated, and occasionally feeling used and cheap… but those last desires are fading with time. More and more I just want to excite lust to its limits, and revel in being paid to do so. That’s my true desire. And that’s going to be more of my focus from now on… Is the world ready for it? ❤️🔥🍎 Crystal
