rode my neighbor’s face for 3+ hours then sent him home hard

o don’t know what in the planet alignment, lutheal phase or witchcraft, but i’ve been so uncontrollably horny it’s like my pussy developed its own consciousness and started plotting. i swear i could hear her whispering: “text him. now.” not in a flirty way. not in a cute way. like a demon in heat. so i hit up my neighbor like some feral beast, zero shame, just “come eat me.” no punctuation. no pleasantries. just instructions.

he came over like a loyal little mutt. didn’t even sit. just stood there in the doorway looking at me like i was about to ruin him. which, i was.

i pulled my panties to the side and sat on his face like it was furniture. like it was built for me. he didn’t resist. he didn’t even blink. just opened his mouth like a good little altar boy and took it. + 3 hours. not exaggerating. i used him like a toy. rotated positions like i was speedrunning a porn challenge on expert mode. pinned him down with my thighs. rode his face like a mechanical bull. held his head still with both hands and grinded like i was trying to break his nose. sometimes i was moaning. sometimes i was laughing. at one point i came so hard i think i slapped him. i don’t even remember. my brain turned off and my pussy took full control of the situation.

there was tongue everywhere. he licked like he was starving. he sucked like he was in love. he licked my asshole like it was a second mouth. i could feel it dripping down his chin. i could hear it. there were puddles. there was squelching. i came so hard my soul left my body. fully gushed. niagara falls. natural disaster. emergency broadcast system.

i made him beg. not for a turn, for air. and i waited. i waited until i was satisfied. until i was wrung out and radiant and vibrating like a crime scene.

after the third orgasm i stood up, adjusted my shirt, looked him dead in the eye and said, “you can go now.” no smile. no kiss. no closure.

he left dazed, hard, probably traumatized. he had the walk of a man who’d seen god and knew she would never call him again.

i drank a glass of cold water and went to sleep like nothing happened. no cuddling. no texting. just silence and power and the scent of victory on my thighs.

my pussy is in her villain era. and she’s taking casualties. and honestly? i always thought i didn’t have a domme bone in my body. might give it a shot.