I want to chase you around the house like we’re playing a game of cat and mouse. I wanna catch you and pin you to the floor by using my weight to hold down your arms and straddling your hips. Then I’ll tickle you. No restraints. No mercy. Just cold hard playful tickles until I feel like stopping. Only then will I take your exhausted self to the bedroom, to tie you up and tickle you more. The night young is my sweet mouse, and this cat is only just getting started.
One day I was having a sleepover with my friend. He is super athletic about 5 10 muscular and blonde. I’m not gay but he was very attractive. So we were both playing X box and he said do you wanna wrestle. I was all for the idea so I said yes. He then said that the loser had to be the winners bitch until they went home the next day. I was sure I would win so I agreed. Quickly I got on top of him and he fell on his back in pain but I didn’t realize how strong he was until he through me back and jumped on top of me. My arms were pinned under his knees and his nuts were rested on my face. He counted to 10 as I struggled and the I gave up in defeat. He flexed his muscles and said what now bitch. He stood up and said strip down so I quickly did until I was completely naked. The he told me to go get duck tape so I did and when I came back he was only in his compressions. He told me to come over and lay on my back so I did and he plopped down right on my face. Nose straight up his crack his ass was ginormous it engulfed my entire face I knew that girls liked his ass but now I realized how huge it was. He would fart up my nose wiggle around and flex his Ass around my face. Then he removed his underwear and sat down again. Then he called his older brother down who played college football down for help. His brother was a wide receiver and huge he was just in his boxers And he removed his boxers while his brother shoved my face into the ass his ass we bigger and hairy. Then I was tapped to his ass to crawl around on. They both went and played X box while sitting on me both of them naked. Then eventually that ended and they bother got off. Then they started to slap my face with their dicks I was humiliated the rest of the night with their asses
***I tried to give you sexy and funny ❤️ Thankfully, I doubt John Cena would be in the recommendations for such a beautiful song but sometimes there’s shit in that side panel that doesn’t make any sense considering what you’re watching or listening to and yet there it is.😂😂 Also, I don’t know everyone’s music taste but if you like slower, bluesy Folky type of music full of soul, definitely listen to Tennessee Whiskey by Chris Stapleton. It’s a beautiful song, one of my favorites. The kind that has you swaying while you listen to it and just in a eased mood. 💕***
“You wanna play music…while we have sex?” Tig nodded, his ocean blue eyes twinkling. “Yeah! Give us a beat you know, a rhythm.” He began to thrust his hips to an imaginary song and you fell back on the bed laughing, the serious concentrated look on his face as he did it too much to handle. You continued to laugh as he crawled on top of you, his lips against your neck. “What do you wanna listen to?” He pulled away and held himself up on his hands looking down at you. “I don’t know. How do you want it?” “Slow. Gentle. I want you to make love to me.” He smiled lightly and nodded, love and adoration in his eyes. “You got it baby. I know what to play.”
He lifted himself up off of you and stood from the bed, walking over to your laptop and going on YouTube. He typed in what he wanted and clicked the video, the bass filling the room. Tig pulled down his boxers, your body already bare as you’d just gotten out of the shower. Your eyebrows arched at the beginning of the song and Tig hushed you, climbing back ontop of you. “Just relax. It’s a nice song.” You nodded, trusting his judgement. It wasn’t often that Tig and you just made simple love.
You were just as adventurous as he was and you often spent your nights trying new, sometimes far from gentle things, but sometimes it was nice to take things slow. Sometimes after you had a nice hot shower and your muscles had been relieved of the day’s stress, you just wanted to have a slow passionate night with your Old man, like tonight. He let some of his weight press down on you, his lips on yours. He kissed you passionately, emotion and all the unspoken words coming through his kiss.
I used to spend my nights out in a barroom
Liquor was the only love I’d known
But you rescued me from reaching for the bottom
And brought me back from being too far gone
Tig’s lips made their way back to your neck and traveled down, gentle kisses trailing along from your ear to the slope of your shoulder. His nose nuzzled your neck and he moved down, his mouth now in your clavicle. You let your eyes slip closed as his tongue gently gliding along your skin.
You’re as smooth as Tennessee Whiskey
You’re as sweet as strawberry wine
You’re as warm as a glass of Brandy
And honey, I stay stoned on your love all the time
You listened to the words and felt your heart swell. It was tough for Tig to express his emotions vocally sometimes but somehow he always managed to find a way to let you know. Your hands settled on his sides as he grasped himself and slid into you, the sound of his slight intake of breath in your ear bringing a smile to your face.
I’ve looked for love in all same old places
Found the bottom of a bottle is always dry
But when you poured your heart I didn’t waste it
Because there’s nothing like your love to get me high
He thrusted gently, making love to you just like you’d asked. Tig always gave you everything he could and when it was such a simple request, he would never without it from you. Your breathing quickened as he picked up the pace while still keeping it gentle. “I love you.” “I know Alex. I love you too.” He rested his head on your chest and wrapped his arms around you, bringing your body closer to his, one hand moving down to give you that extra pleasure. You held onto him as your orgasm slowly rolled around like a wave before finally crashing, your legs wrapping themselves around Tigs waist. The feeling of you pulsing around him pushed him towards the edge just as the song finished and the next one came on immediately after.
His hips slowed as he heard the change in music but it was too late. His eyes closed and he lost himself.
Your time is up, my time is now
You can’t see me, my time is now
The loud laugh that left your mouth had Tig growling, the moment entirely ruined. He pulled up onto his knees and watched you as your held your stomach, rolling around on the bed laughing. “I guess your time is up Tiggy. John Cena said so.” “Fuck you.”