One experiment I did, or tried to do was to only drink an espresso per day for 30 days. I thought I could cut down on how much coffee I drink and especially just how much time I spend in cafes. My plan was to see if that made me be out there living life more instead, photographing more.
And I failed miserably! Just managed to do a few days. I didn’t spend any less time in cafes and would often buy several espressos. I don’t even like espresso that much, I do prefer regular black coffee! So I just realised that why not just get what I want and went back to black coffee. No regrets!
For awhile now, I’ve done some small and big experiments in various ways in an effort to find out just what makes me tick and how I can maximise my enjoyment in life and I think also foremost to learn more about myself.
I’ll write about them no matter if I succeed or fail, either way I will have thoughts about them.
Walking into the small room no idea what to expect,
you told me to get close as you started to open my pants.
We were naked and we sat down, too far away.
Honey, you told me your pussy tastes like honey,
rarely have I wanted to taste so intensely.
But there was a price I couldn’t afford.
Your eyes went to my hard cock with curiosity,
I felt like I could cum in that instant.
To savour it, I slowed down as much as possible.
As I heard how wet you were becoming,
you also remarked how I was the same for you.
Both wet and dripping, wanting what couldn’t be.
My efforts to prolong started to fail,
looking at you play with your sweet pussy.
All I could really do, was a massive mess.
In my lap you were naked and grinding,
your ass moving and pressing.
I grew harder and harder.
With only thin suitpants between us,
you had to know how precisely you pleased me.
Your ass stroking my hard cock.
Your tits were just a breath away,
moving in a sensual way as you arched your back.
You started touching your pussy.
As you were pretending to cum,
I was just a few touches from actually cumming.
The song ended and you stand up smiling at me.
At midnight and closing hours,
I'm hoping to finish with a private dance.
You walk away with another man and I walk home, hard.