hello everyone! i'm alive [somehow] and back again! the alive part surprises me. i got hit by a car and spent a few weeks , but you could call it a coma since everyone else did. anyway, i'm alive, awake, and back at home for the first time in a month and a half. 🙂

woke up and masturbated
went back to for another half hour
woke up and masturbated again
got breakfast and took a nap
woke up and masturbated
watched some tv
masturbated
took a nap
my baby doll came over and spanked me some more before going in to work
i took a nap
woke up and showered
had a snack and masturbated
took another nap, watched a little tv, and masturbated
then i masturbated again for the hell of it
read an erotic short story, got really into it, and masturbated
changed my panties and took a nap
masturbated and watched some tv
watched some porn, and masturbated
watched more porn
napped and masturbated
now i'm gonna have some cereal and go to bed
after masturbating

Odin, guide our ships,
Our axes, spears, and swords,
Guide us through storms that whip,
And in war!
Now back to your regularly scheduled porn.

It was another boring night at work. Like every other. Freight comes out, we stock the shelves, the customers empty them.
One thing was different this night, though, the air conditioner wasn't running on full power. Usually, I had rock hard nipples from the cold. It was a welcome change, but it made for a sweaty night. I'd already finished off a bottle and a half of water, and it was still another hour until lunchtime.
Normally, it'd take me six or seven hours to finish just one bottle, if I even did. All the water was taking its effect on me. I had to pee, and there was no way I'd last until lunch.
I left my department and walked quickly towards the back of the store. On those rare occasions that I did use the restroom at work, I went for the family room. It was cleaner and private. Only one user or family at a time.
I reached for the door handle and tentatively pushed it down, hoping it was available. I was in luck. It turned easily. I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding and blinked hard, glad at my luck.
The heavy door pushed inward with a little effort. I raised my eyes from the floor and looked towards the toilet, directly across from the door. I gasped. My eyes widened. I jumped to a sudden halt.
I was not alone.
Sitting on the toilet, with an equally surprised expression, was a rather handsome young man. A quick glance down let me know that he wasn't doing what one would expect someone sitting on the toilet to be doing. For in his right hand was very large, very erect, very good looking cock.
Our eyes locked on one another's. Heat rushed up my face. I was unable to look away, or even blink. He was in the exact same predicament as I was.
Seconds, or possibly minutes, passed by with us locked into a frozen battle of indecision. His cock throbbed in his grip. My heart raced like the beat of a lawnmower blade.
Finally, the young man was able to make the first move. One simple word was all it took. "Well?" he asked, annoyed that I was doing nothing but standing in the doorway.
I blinked and returned to reality. It was too hard for me to determine how long I'd been there, but I realized that I was standing in the middle of a wide open door. It was my mother's biggest complaint about me when I was a . She always said, "Freyja, either come in and close the door, or go outside and close the door. Make up your damn mind!"
As a , the decision had been difficult. As an adult, with the prospects to either return to work or stay with this guy, it was a no brainer.
I took one more step forward and let the door fall shut behind me. With the ghost of a smile on my lips - which was hidden by my hair - I reached back and pressed the lock.
The young man looked at me in amazement. He must've expected me to just walk out and leave him to it.
I made the five steps over to him before he could even blink. He maintained his mask of confusion even as I knelt before him and removed his hand from his cock.
"Let me take care of that for you, sir," I said, smiling up at him.
His hand came away easily. He was still unsure of what was going on, even when I began to lower my face to his dick.
I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock. My tongue ran a circle around what I'd taken into my mouth, savoring the taste of his stream of pre-cum. A gush of saliva welled up in the back of my mouth. I let it run forward so that it seeped out around my lips and ran down the length of his shaft.
The young man groaned deeply, heavily, and leaned back. I felt a shiver run through his entire body as he relaxed. He brought his right hand to the peak of my head and ran his fingers through my hair.
I inhaled a deep lungful of air and pushed my head downward. More than half of his cock was inside my mouth. The head touched the back of my throat for just a second before digging deeper. My tongue worked the sensitive underside of his manhood, him to let out another low groan of pleasure.
I began bobbing my head up and down. I moved slowly, going from the tip of the head down to around the two-thirds mark. Sometimes I wiggled my tongue back and forth. At other times I tightened my lips and sucked hard. And still others I loosened my hold and just let him feel the warmth of my mouth on his cock.
I quickly became lost in what I was doing, my breathing becoming deep and rhythmic. Time felt as if it had slowed, and possibly even stopped. I was completely unaware of my surroundings, forgetting where I was, only what I was doing.
If my young man even warned me, I missed it entirely. He pulled his dick out of my mouth. I was still lost in the daze, but let him go. He placed the head of his cock against my cheek, not even an inch under my left eye, and gave it a few quick strokes.
"Ohhh, fuck yesss!" he moaned as the first wad of his cum welled up and seeped out onto my face. I stayed where I was, even pressing myself harder into him. His cum slowly ran down my cheek as his cock poured forth more. He groaned again and gave his shaft another rough stroke, causing the third and forth spurts to shoot up into my hair and onto my forehead. He squeezed his cock hard and the final drops exited as his dick slipped toward my ear.
I smiled up him, happy to have gotten my first facial in over a year. It took getting one for me to realize just how much I'd missed them.
Still holding his cock, he used the entire length to smear his cum all over my face. From ear to ear and from forehead to chin, I became coated in the young man's warm, sticky juices.
He tilted my head slightly to my right and ran his dick across my lips. Every last drop of semen had now been deposited and painted upon my features. When he was satisfied in how well he'd covered me, his hand came free of my hair.
"We're all about helping our customers, sir," I said, licking my lips and his cock for a final time. I started to stand up, just happy that I could be of service to a customer that needed a hand.
As I started to turn away, his hand shot out and snatched a handful of my long blonde hair. He gripped me firmly and twisted his hand roughly, pulling me back to him whether I wanted to go or not.
"Hold on, slut," he said, "I didn't say I was done with you yet."
I steadied myself with one hand on his knee and lowered myself to the floor before him. Once back at his feet, I smiled pleasantly and made no move to extricate his fingers from my hair. "Pleasing the customer is our number one priority, sir," I said. "How may I further assist you?"

i didn't proofread this, so there're probably a few errors...
my mistress took the handle of my leash from my mouth and led me over towards the couch. she sat, just near the edge of the cushion. i knelt before her, awaiting her order. she pulled up the bottom of the white dress she was wearing, giving me a good look at her matching panties. my heart beat faster, anticipating her command. she slipped her thumbs into the top of her underwear, just above her hip bones, and lifted her sexy ass. a moment later, her panties were been lowered to her mid-thigh. my eyes flicked back and forth between her eyes and her cunt. she knew what i wanted.
"get your face in there," she said, giving my leash a small tug.
"yes, ma'am," i answered dutifully, "thank you, ma'am." my head dipped down and moved forward, between her soft thighs. i felt her pull her panties up to the back of my head. then she strokeed my hair one time.
my mistress lifted her legs. i knew the silent command from our many times before and didn't hesitate to obey her. my arms immediately came up under the backs of her thighs. she gently lowered her legs back down on my elbows.
her left hand seized my right wrist. cold metal encircled it as the handcuff clicked closed. she moved my hair and snaked the long chain through the back of my collar. i raised my left hand a little, hoping to make what was coming next easier for my mistress. she snatched my wrist and repeated the process with it. then she twisted the chain and locked it with something that i couldn't see, making it so my fingertips were just behind my ears.
she looked down at me, meeting my eyes. i smiled up at her, my lower lip just brushing her clit. she smiled back. her smile was more devious than mine. my heart pulpatates and races. i knew how she liked to use me.
"now be a good little whore and make me cum," she sooner had the words come from her mouth than she harshly grabbed two fistfuls of my hair and shoved my face down.
being the good little slut i am, i helped her out by getting as much of a grasp on my ears as i could. i knew it wasn't much, but every little bit counts.
my tongue came out and carved a long, slow lick right up the middle of my mistress's snatch. she arched her back, pressing her pussy further into my face and pushing my head down just a tiny bit more.
she moaned deeply as the tip of my tongue hit her clit and circled around it. my pussy, already hot, grew even hotter at her enjoyment.
i felt her shift to her left. a second later, her right foot came up onto my back. i lost my tenuous grip on my ears as her leg my hand away from my head. it was soon followed by her other foot. my other hand lost its hold, too. she'd used me as a footstool before, and i loved it. it was all a part of making her happy, and i'd do anything to please her.
i planted kisses on her twat. they were followed by long licks and quick flicks of the tongue. i always alternated unless told how she wanted me to do it.
my mistress released her right hand from my hair for just a moment. when she regained it, she wound my lengthy hair around her fist twice. her left hand followed suit. the grip was tight, just touching upon painful when she made a slight response to my performance. she pulled her legs up to sit indian style. her panties stretched and made a few tearing sounds. my head was hopelessly trapped between her legs, not that i wanted to go anywhere anyway.
i felt fingertips brush up the right side of ass and back down the left side. i jerked and my eyes widened, wondering who else could be there. my mistress lived alone. but since she didn't seem to be frightened at the prospect of an intruder being there, i relaxed and continued doing my best to give her as many orgasms as i could.
the fingertips worked their way along my slit, moving up and down a handful of times. two of them entered my pussy. i arched my back, presenting my pussy to the person the fingers belonged to and allowing anything that my mistress was okay with.
the fingers built up momentum and speed. they twisted and turned. they spread me open and plunged deep. they tickled my g-spot and rubed my clit.
then, to my disappointment, they exited.
but suddenly, i felt one slick hand and one dry hand touch my hips. i felt the presence behind me move into position, one leg on either side of my much smaller ones. the slick hand left my hip. something long, hard, and warm came down in my ass crack. it ran down its length and momentarily pulled away from me. then it poked into the soaking wet opening of my pussy.
i inhaled a deep breath, full of the aroma of my mistress's pussy. i reached for my ears, catching only a few more strands of hair as i did so. that long and hard thing slowly slipped into my slickness, warming me with its entry.
the slick hand replaced itself on my hip. a deep groan came from behind me as the penis slid in to its full length. the man it belonged to pressed his hips up against me and paused...
...for just a second.
i had an urge to push myself back to meet him. anything at all to try and get another tiny fraction of an inch more of his cock inside me. i fought that urge and remained in place. i knew better than to displease my mistress, no matter how much i loved the discipline she doled out to me.
the slippery hand at my right hip drew back and smack hard into my ass cheek. it sent a jolt through my entire body. i bucked. my pussy contracted and felt like i was tighter around his dick. he noticed it, too.
he drew back his hips and thrust into me. slow, hard, long thrusts. he pounded each one home.
my mistress squeezed her legs around my head. the tight grip on my hair became tighter. her hips came forward, pressing harder into my face. they bucked up and down as she rubbed her sweet, delicious cunt all over the lower half of my face.
she never even noticed how i smiled at that.
the man behind me increased his speed. he fucked me faster and faster. his dick drove deep into me with each stroke.
small gasps and moans escaped my throat. i'm not sure, but i believe that some of them were audible enough to be heard even with my mistress's pussy so tightly pressed to my mouth.
minutes went by like this. not nearly enough for my tastes, though.
in too soon a time, i heard the man behind let out a long groan. he pushed his meat to its limit in my pussy. a warmth spread out deep inside my hole. the man gave me a few short, gentle thrusts as he expelled his semen into me.
i felt him exit my hole, leaving me doing my best to cope with his loss.
but i didn't have to wait for long.
a second man was there to replace him within seconds.
at feeling a new dick split my lips apart, my breath caught in my throat and my eyes opened wide. i slowly exhaled the breath i'd taken and contentedly let my eyelids shut. my only thoughts at that moment were pleasing my mistress, and hoping the second man, and any others after him, would cum inside me, too.