Perfectly Destroyed

I knew from our first time together that you would be an absolute joy to spend time with. Not just because of the skills you bring to the bedroom or the way you desire me, expressed with understated confidence that simply says, “I want you.” That is intoxicating. But it’s the connection outside the bedroom that really draws me in. At first it is intellectual, then it deepens into something that breeds not just respect, but admiration. You share your wins and losses, your struggles and your self-actualization in a way that makes my carefully guarded submission begin to stir.

So when you arrive, I already have a good sense of what this extended encounter will be. I know your stamina in the bedroom and the depth of our intellectual connection. I am excited.

You walk through the door and barely make it inside before we are wrapped in each other, needy and desperate, the anticipation of weeks finally released in a flurry of pleasure. I am overjoyed.

We talked about the plan: a nudist resort a couple hours north with great play spaces and glowing reviews. I made sure every detail was covered. We can stay overnight or drive back to my place. Either option sounds like heaven, and I packed my bags for perfect execution either way.

The drive is a delight. Not a second passes when we aren’t engaged in rich conversation about everything and nothing. I truly enjoy your company.

I have used the term alpha submissive to describe myself before. After reading a definition of that personality type several years ago, I grudgingly agreed that I possess most of those qualities. I don’t love the word alpha, but revisiting the concept reminds me that the identity persists whether I choose to embrace it or not.

We arrive at the resort and check in. Rather than a guided tour, we are handed a map and a schedule for the play spaces. We explore and soon find the playroom. We roll around, and I’m not sure if anyone watches us; all I know is I can’t get enough of you. The next time we enter, we are called over to a giant bed where three couples are already playing. We carve out our own space and watch them as they watch us. It is so hot I can barely contain myself, pleasure overwhelming my senses and driving me toward a near frenzy when the other women start commenting on my booty. I love compliments; I am in heaven. Naked bodies are perfectly framed by red sheers backlit by the bright Florida sun. It’s an image I will keep forever.

We head out for lunch off campus. It’s healthy. I love that we eat the same way: clean and nutritious. Even amid so much hedonistic pleasure, you remain grounded and wise.

By the time we leave the resort in the evening, my submission is so deep I would have done anything you asked, even “taken one for the team” when the pretty woman’s husband didn’t quite measure up. But we don’t play with that possibility. We head home, grab a quick bite, and chat at the bar before returning to my place. By the time we arrive, I am on fire, greedy and needing you again.

The unhurried time I spend with lovers and companions is the true joy of my life. Thank you. I can’t wait for next time.  Mutual Destruction.  ✅