The Solider and I are reunited. [Rough draft]

I love to see a writer’s behind the scenes and rarely get the pleasure, so I thought I’d pull back the curtain a little on my own process for you all to see. 

I don’t fancy myself any good at fiction, but love the craft of non-fiction, weaving in facts with artistic nuance, a little creative license.  So here is the rough draft of my reunion with The Soldier back in early November.  We saw each other over a lunch break and I knew I wouldn’t be able to write it up properly so jotted down these notes later that night. 

I don’t know if they’ll all make a final cut, we’ll see (final draft is here).  In the meantime you guys can see some of what happens for me as I weave a narrative. 

Any questions or comments?  Want help with your writing?  Just hit me up.  I’d love to help out.  My favorite part of English class was being able to give productive feedback.  Makes me feel useful.

xx

Hy

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came to the door in his fatigues

i was in undies and a long cardi

we kiss hello, he loves it

we kiss more, he removes his shirt, i undo his belt (velcro/difficult), my breast is exposed

unlace boots, kiss kiss kiss

he picks me up and carries me into my room

laugh about condoms in the drawer – he counts them – makes a joke

i run out to grab my phone

i come back in

pushes me down on the bed, bent over, plays with my pussy, rolls on a condom, pushes in

diamond fucking hard

holy shit

we fuck standing up, then he lifts me up and onto my stomach, flips me over, holds my knees up, legs up, i cum cum cum, hypnotized by his swinging patron saint of soldiers, his tattoos

flips me back to my stomach

rails into me

for ever

he cums

we only have 15 mins until he has to go

we chat about what he’s been doing the last month – working non stop, weekends, too.  he’s so pretty

he stands up to leave, he looks beautiful

i lean over and take his cock in my mouth, explain i just wanted to before he had to go.  it got immediately hard

i sucked more.  i was curled on my side.  rigid, looked up at him, said it was too bad i couldn’t finish.

he paused, says, what the hell…

he lays down and i dive down.

can feel his thighs flex and tense.  i switch up pressure and suction and then he grabs my head and pushes me down as he cums deep in my throat.  i choke a little.  he moans, makes sounds.

i flop next to him.  he asks to use the restroom and apologizes as he goes.  comes back, wiped down.  we get dressed.  i put on a long black t.  he fights off the dog to lace his boots.

we kiss.  we kiss again.  i pat his ass as he leaves.

 

A 40-something single mother who writes honestly about sex, body image, D/s, relationships, her nervous tics, and how much she loves to fucking fuck. She also likes to show you her tits.

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7 thoughts on “The Solider and I are reunited. [Rough draft]
  1. I find this incredibly interesting. How ‘artists’ actually create. As someone without an artistic bone in my body, I am totally fascinated by the process. Something I love to study.

    Mike

  2. Actually, even just the notes are rather stimulating. I can understand how the notes are plenty to stimulate your memory, allowing you to fill in the details later.

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