I feel like I'm slipping away, that I'm being absorbed by a black fog I can't escape. I'm losing sight of who I am and where my life is. I'm a carer to my ailing mum, who is dying. I'm a full time, essentially single parent to my children. Part time wife to my long-suffering husband and trying to hold down a job. There is no time for me. I am under the constant watchful eyes of my mum and daughter.
My husband and I are separated by 10,000 miles. My and my children's lives have been disrupted beyond recognition. I feel angry and bitter and sad, all rolled into one. And horny. I feel horny a lot of the time. For no reason at all that I can fathom.
Australia shut its borders to the world 18 months ago, at the same time my mum was diagnosed with terminal cancer in England. We have lived in Australia for the last eight years and we got out when we could; but there is no end in sight to when we might be able to return and when I'll get to see my hubby, Aven, again. It's hard. Much harder than I anticipated.
Aven's solution was to buy me shares in a sex toy shop, I mean sex toys, but enough of them that it feels like I'm a shareholder...! Our relationship before I left was better than it has ever been. Passionate, urgent, exciting, new. I have never been more in love with him.
Before I left we'd starting watching a bit of porn together, Aven's choice. He has a fetish for fisting, who knew?! I mean I knew he liked doing it to me, but the extent of how much he loves it has only just become apparent. And don't get me wrong, I love him doing it. It got to the point where I could only cum if he was fisting me, fingering my ass and me pushing down on my clit with a wand.
We've been sending each other links from a popular porn site, showing what we'd like to do to each other. I find myself becoming drawn into a rabbit hole of depravity. He's taken on the role of master, and I am his willing, obedient slave. His fetish is gaping and watching me get fucked in every hole by other men. And I want to please him. Our depravity is growing together.
"I own you and you will do whatever I command!" Aven stated this almost out of nowhere one night on the phone. "I own your fucking wet pussy and tight ass and when I see you again I'm going to force my hard, veiny cock in your tight ass while fisting your slopping wet pussy."
Instantly I feel my clit start to throb and my pussy is wet. I feel like I could fuck him right now. I need to be fucked. He tells me there is a delivery on its way to me and I'll get in the morning. I don't know what to expect. I just know that from the porn we've been watching that a 'vanilla' fuck isn't going to cut it anymore.
My toys arrive, just as he said they would, the next day. I'm desperate to get them home and see what he's ordered me. Getting them into the house is a challenge, beady eyes watching my every move. I manage to sneak them in and it's like Christmas and my birthday all rolled into one!
But, oh my goodness! I have a double dildo for ass and pussy, a wand to stimulate my throbbing clit, an anal plug, a three in one vibrator for clit, pussy and ass, a vibrating egg, Kegel balls and oh my -- anal beads! I am so excited by this!