40 [M4F] #NYC - Maybe You Can Bite Down on Something?

The feeling of having your face pressed into the sheets as your arms are folded behind your back and your ass is lifted in the air. You feel the need to have something in your mouth but there’s nothing there. Maybe if you wiggle a bit, you can stuff a corner of a pillow in your mouth and muffle your screams.

Or the cold feeling of a tile floor on your knees. I dragged you into this bathroom because I lost my patience and couldn’t wait for home. And now the tile feels cold and hard as you try your best to get your nose down to my pubic bone. I’ll help you out. With my hands wrapped in your hair.

Or maybe it’s the shame and humiliation of being folded in half by a stranger you barely know. Giving yourself up to him. Letting him use you in ways you could never tell anyone else about. You promised yourself it would just be a drink and now you’re watching him work his way inside.

In Manhattan. Locals only please.