{"id":1814,"date":"2023-06-09T23:43:56","date_gmt":"2023-06-10T04:43:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lea-lee.love\/?p=1814"},"modified":"2024-10-31T22:40:10","modified_gmt":"2024-11-01T03:40:10","slug":"something-that-happened","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/elaine.baby\/?p=1814","title":{"rendered":"Something that happened"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"fb-root\"><\/div>\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">I worked for my mother for two or three years in my twenties. One night, she muttered out of nowhere, &#8220;I slept with Lea.&#8221; <\/p><p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">Without thinking, I asked, &#8220;Did she domme?&#8221; <\/p><p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">Mommy answered, &#8220;No, I did.&#8221; <\/p><p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">It was just one of those things that you feel would be inappropriate to pursue, though she said later when I asked, &#8220;Are you helping me?&#8221; <\/p><p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">&#8220;No, I&#8217;m managing you.&#8221;<\/p><p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">Mommy wasn&#8217;t one to lie about those things. It probably happened. I can imagine Lea self-consciously consoling Mommy and then being reassured for her own inappropriate guilt over what had befallen me. Then I imagine the two having sex and afterward Lea making a promise regarding me and the two laying a path for me that would fill that promise, probably while passing a cigarette, knowing Mommy. But it feels important for me to follow that path, which I believe is a transition of Mommies. Mommy surely knew I would always need one. <\/p><p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">The first time the word &#8220;Mommy&#8221; passed my lips while I was fantasizing about Lea, I immediately saw a picture in my mind of her on all fours, wearing a gray cardigan, white blouse, plaid tie, and no skirt. She was smiling playfully. I always felt  submissive, sexually, when I imagined Lea so this took me off-guard until a few weeks later when I followed the fantasy, when I became wildly excited by imagining my hands on her waist,  using  her as a sexual toy, an object of gratification. Then it hit me, her warm, deep, mewl that reminded me she was the woman who had entered my life with a sledgehammer and destroyed it and me without effort. She would be very, very aware of her strength and power over me while I fell into the delusion of her being a nymphette form to masturbate with and nothing more, possessed by her pussy and not her will. <\/p><p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">So, though of course a person or two or three might sample my ass before Lea does &#8212; and it would be some time before sex with her would consist of much more than my offering up my ass &#8212; there&#8217;s no reason to pollute my life with regrets when Lea will be the last woman I ever have or need or want. I don&#8217;t know how limited my access to Lea would be at first. If I only had ten hours a week with her, it might be half a year before I even begin to feel safe enough to fasten mommy&#8217;s face atop hers like wax paper, to melt together. And six more before I feel she is Mommy and my dick belongs inside her.  <\/p><p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">At the time of this writing, I masturbate five days a week on average, typically start my fantasies with Mommy, but always end with Mistress Lea. Only once have I ever managed to cum while imagining fucking her. Usually my pace becomes frantic and my penis recedes. I&#8217;m not sure which causes which. Desperation? Shame? Not Mommy? So, almost always, I cum begging her to claim the sissy cunt slut ass that&#8217;s already hers, after imaging taking her dick a half dozen ways. <\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p> Only once have I ever managed to cum while imagining fucking her. Usually my pace becomes frantic and my penis recedes. I&#8217;m not sure which causes which. Desperation? Shame? Not Mommy? 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