Just had the most intense yoga session. Sounds wholesome, right? Lmao. Nope. All that stretching and deep breathing gets my blood pumping in ALL the wrong (right?) places. Found myself in downward dog, my loose tank top hanging open, and just the friction of my own tits swinging had my clit throbbing. Then my mind started to wander to what it would be like to have a partner behind me, not for some gentle assist, but to just grab my hips and shove their cock into my wet pussy without warning. To use me like a fucktoy right there on the mat. My body still wants that raw, impersonal shit so bad it makes my teeth ache. The old me would've found the nearest vulnerable person and made it happen. The new me? The new me came home, fucked my own ass with a toy until I screamed, and is now making a grocery list. Growth is weird, y'all. (Also, if you're in the area, the shelter always needs fresh produce donations. Link in bio.)