Our Thanksgiving turned into a full blown Friendsgiving this year, and honestly it fit our vibe way better than anything traditional. No family drama, no forced small talk, no awkward explanations about why I flinch when someone mentions “discipline.” Instead it was my girlfriend Domme, me, and two of her bull friends who showed up ready to eat, drink, and give thanks for the fact that they get to fuck my girlfriend more than I do.
She cooked most of the meal because apparently I am a menace to mashed potatoes. I chopped a few veggies, handed her whatever she pointed at, and tried not to look useless. The bulls arrived with pies, drinks, and that casual confidence that says they know exactly why they were invited.
Dinner itself was honestly great. We all laughed, stuffed ourselves, and talked about everything except politics because none of us wanted food poisoning. The bulls got the chairs, of course. I sat on the floor with my plate because she said I “fit the aesthetic.” Fair enough.
But dessert was where the holiday got very on brand. Once the pie plates were stacked and the wine was gone, she stretched, cracked her knuckles, and said, “Alright boys. Time for the fun part.”
The bulls were on her instantly. I got ordered to strip and kneel at the foot of the bed, which is pretty much my natural habitat at this point. They took turns with her, she took control like the queen she is, and I just knelt there watching, hard as hell and not allowed to touch myself. Classic Friendsgiving.
Then came my part. My girlfriend spread her legs, pulled me closer by the hair, and said, “Time for your dessert.” And holy shit, I got the honor of eating out two warm creampies right from between her thighs while she held me in place. I swear I have never been more proud to be the house slut. That was five star Michelin level dessert.
By the time she let me come up for air, I was shaking, full of turkey and wine and whatever counts as “nutritional content” in what I had just cleaned up.
So yeah. I am stuffed. Completely stuffed.
Thanksgiving achievement unlocked.
Would absolutely do again next year.
This is common here. Not always our husband but one of them.
This week krissi and the other boys missed a “treat” because they were away doing other things when Mollie introduced a second Bull – really just a boy – 24YO but truly hung like a horse. Have to say the most perfect penis I’ve ever personally seen, close up.
I intend to write here in The Whip about this.