Let Me Be Your Doll

/There comes a time in every relationship (because I have yet to find one couple whom this does not happen to) that the amount of sex one has falls drastically. Either he's tired, or you're tired or the libido of either one of you is just not up to par. I have found my own personal solution to it…

The other night I had sent a text to Henri: "Ready to give me some inspiration tonight? " to which his reply was "Of course!" But four hours later, when Henri arrived, after having cooked dinner, cleaned up, showered the baby and put him to bed, I was exhausted. But he still wanted to have sex, and I never like to say no. So, I went into our plan B during these situations: "Let me be your sex doll," I told him. Awhile ago I came up with the idea of being Henri's living sex doll. It eliminates the foreplay and the time that it takes for both of us to get in the mood (because to be honest, sometimes I just want a quick fuck). So, if he is turned on and wants to have sex, and I don't feel the same but I also don't want to deny him, I become his sex doll, and he can do with me what he pleases.

He is already hard as he slides down my panties down one leg; I guess it wasn't necessary to take them completely off. Without any other words, he sinks down on top of me, bites my nipple and enters me, slipping in easily. Apparently, I am just like one of those high-end dolls who wet themselves with the slightest sensory touch because there was no rubbing, no foreplay, but my pussy was as slick as always. Not to mention very tight, seeing as we haven't had sex as much as we would like to. Eventually, it's impossible to just be a doll; my hips gyrate against his pelvis, digging in, going deeper, breathing faster, moaning louder. Before I know it, we're having a full on sex session. From here it can go anywhere; but it always leads to somewhere nice…

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