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6.2......I LOVE YOU💖

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Me****

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I'll not bother you about how we met or tell you just how quickly we recognised our shared passions, kinks and thoughts.

For weeks I could not believe I had found the holy grail of my ideal.

A girl with her own guns.

A girl who spanks herself!

A girl, completely honest with herself and with me.

 

The derby dales are a beautiful corner of this land and the Saturday afternoon sun seemed to make the rolling green vista glow.

I had been terrified and excited for over a week now.

This was really happening….

Today.

Now.

She has arrived.

 

We talked in the sun outside the pub, observing each other. In seconds we were laughing like old dear friends.

I knew she was right for me weeks before today and now I saw her reciprocation.

Could it be that this stunning and elegant creature from the African wilderness really did like the shine on old Metal?

It was clear as day, i'm learning now that 6.2 only ever tells it how it really is.

No filter.

Between us, none.

“Lets walk, enjoy the day”

And so we wandered off into the fields and up the hill.

Talking, sharing and giggling we passed the obligatory ramblers, had some pleasant words about the magnificence of the day with them and up and over the hill we went, my eyes hunting the perfect spot.

I MUST have this girl…I simply must…

 

I laid my trap.....top corner of the field.

A picnic blanket baited with strawberries and Champagne.

Little did I know just how entangled I was in my own trap!

We have spoken so much these last few weeks, all the hard stuff is out of the way already, past love, loss, death, ***. There is little more to say and I….we…must connect now.

And we do.

 

No bells, no whistles.

No fancy scenarios or complicated setups.

No impressive toy cupboards!

Our only uniforms the bare naked skin on our backs.

 

We do not “f@#k”.

We do not “hump”

But like ***s in the long grass we make love.

Silver and green eyes tear into mine.

Still we move slowly together, just connecting.

She bites her lip and looks away from my eyes, I in my turn am glad of that moment of freedom from the hold she has on me. My only restraint are her eyes, she can hold me tighter than any steel chain with her silver glinting gaze.

"Look around you Metal" she whispers

 

Still moving slowly inside her, hardly moving at all, I look around my world. I can see for miles, the village over here, the distant dales over there and all around us the ponies graze, glad of our honest *** company. I am unashamed… we are beautiful together and I dare the world to come and witness the spectacle of our Lovemaking.

 

Then I hear a car!

Turns out we are but fifty feet from the quiet lanes but I have no ***, no urgency to “get this done”.

And so I lock eyes with the man in his brand new Range Rover and like a ***aph my eyes tell him, “You got the motor but I got the girl”

Have you ever seen an owl cover its prey?

It spreads its wings over and dares you to take its prize.

Like the bird of prey I draw over my prize and drive her forward to her inevitable climax. I demand she comes for me.

“Let go…..come for me now”

“Right now”

I'm so deep into her now that we really are at one and as she convulses around the full thickness of my cock, still I do not rush. Had even a policeman approached, I would not have quickened my pace. I would never have given away my prey.

You could of tased me or beaten me with a truncheon and still I would have continued in my slow resolve to be at one with her under that blue sky.

No guilt, no shame. Two true innocents

We are beautiful together and a true spectacle.

This is how to f@#k… Gather round and see.

 

Neither of us kept track of time but we had spent at least two hours, maybe even three learning each other's bodies on that warm blanket.

Later, in the hazy aftermath we dined back at the pub, both quiet and in love.

 

And so it was time to leave, and we parted in opposite directions….. I felt every mile I drove double the distance between her and myself.

After about 20 minutes on the road home I felt myself begin the descent into genuine clinical shock.

I raced back, aware of the impending failure of my senses and before I knew it I was back in my Tokonoma, giggling out loud to myself.

And then I cried. Shock is a powerful thing.

For the first time in my life I was the one in need of “aftercare"

I really was.

And I knew she cared....she would have held me all but for the distance between us..... it killed me.

 

 

And so hear this now and learn from me,

It's not all “ultrabondage” and suffrage you know.

Its not fancy toys or clever plans.

Love your sub

Love your Dom

Get that right first before you even consider walking the darker path of your desires.

I am Metal, unbreakable.

And yet she broke me like a twig with just her eyes and with her smile.

Vanilla sex voodoo.

….my turn as the rabbit in the headlights.

 

6.2…..I love you

Metal.

 

Me****

Me****

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Guys....get out there and bone your girls in a sunny field full of ponies.

Girls prefer ponies.

As a boyfriend, you will always be second choice to a pony!

Me****

Me****

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15 hours ago, ElleFire said:

This makes me so happy! Beautiful.

 

14 hours ago, Cassafrass said:

Bliss

 

10 hours ago, PixieDust said:

Simply divine 💗

 

3 hours ago, Queenie63 said:

Beautiful ❤️

and thank you to you guys as well.

I will never ever forget that day.

6.2 has taught me a powerful lesson.

Ma****

Ma****

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très beau! you have a wonderful way with words 💗

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Me****

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15 minutes ago, MagickalMagenta said:

très beau! you have a wonderful way with words 💗

merci beaucoup mon petit chou-fleur!

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5 hours ago, Hels1920 said:

Oh fuck that made me cry,  that's truly beautiful 

and me a little, whenever i read it

  • 2 weeks later...
He****

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Love when I hear things like that,  I may have lost mine, but I don't give up hope its out there for me again, especially when there's guys like you around unafraid to declare what you feel for your girl.

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