We decided to brave some shopping today, and as a result my anxiety is through the roof. You knew exactly how to help me through it, how to make sure I was okay. Now we're home and we're decompressing from the experience, and I'm right where I want to be - in your arms. I think we both need a way to relax now, and I want to take care of you the way you took care of me...
No, I think I just need to lay down for a bit, is that okay? Yeah. Shopping like that takes a lot out of me, and I don't know what we were thinking going Boxing Day shopping.
I know, I know, it's okay with you. You've been so great about this. I just get so anxious when there's that many people around me.
It's exhausting. You were fantastic though. Yeah, when they started shoving in that one line, oh my gosh, I almost lost it.
It was horrible, but you were right there. How did you know what to do? You just kind of moved in behind me and wrapped your arms around me and held me against you, kind of insulating me from everybody until we could get out of there.
How did you know? I love when you take care of me too. Yeah, I just want to lay down, is that okay? Will you lay with me? My favorite place in your arms, pressed against my back, just like in that line.
Just hold me for a while, okay? I finally feel safe, like I can actually relax. This time of year is so hard for me.
I mean, the lead up to the holidays and trying to get everything done and then, like I said, I don't know what we were thinking going shopping today, but there were things that I had to pick up and you may as well get them while they're on sale, right? Everything being so expensive now, but at what cost? No, no, I wasn't always like this.
I wasn't born with anxiety like this. No. Have I never told you this? Okay, well, story time while we cuddle.
I was in high school, I believe I was a junior and my parents used to throw this massive holiday party for the neighborhood every year and it wasn't ever just one holiday, it was all the holidays in December, so anybody that was celebrating anything could come and we had food and decorations and all the stuff from every different holiday you could think of. So there was always a lot, like a lot of people there and sometimes it was really overwhelming. Usually though, I could just go up to my room and close the door and hide because it was safe and it was quiet and I didn't have to worry about, you know, people everywhere and talking and I just got tired.
I wasn't anxious, it was just tiring with that many people around. So what I used to do is when the party was starting, I would lock my door so that nobody could go in there and the one year, that year, I forgot. And there was a group of kids from the neighborhood, I say kids, they were my age, that found their way into my room.
Yeah. So I had been talking to my mom and a group of her friends for probably half an hour and I needed to just breathe because it was getting to be a bit much before we sat down to eat. So I went upstairs and it was really odd that my door was kind of open, especially since I was used to locking it.
And I found them, there were four of them. They were touching all my stuff. They were laughing at my trophies and my pictures and it was horrible.
When they saw me in the doorway, they started making really awful comments at me and one of them tried to pull me into the room, which I shoved them away and I managed to run downstairs and I got my dad and he physically, he and a couple of the neighborhood men physically removed them. Their parents weren't even there, like they just showed up because they knew it was an open party for the neighborhood. And I just felt really, really unsafe that these people had been in my private space, my safe space, you know?
And yeah, I kind of thought I was okay with it after a bit, like I talked myself down and I talked to my parents about it and then the panic attacks started happening. I started noticing that I was having a harder time relaxing in larger groups. Anytime there was bigger groups of people around me anywhere, whether I knew them or not, I was having a hard time breathing at some points.
It was getting to be pretty bad. The first time I had an actual panic attack in public was during back-to-school shopping the following year. My mom had to call my dad to come and get us because she didn't know what to do.
Yeah. Yeah, after that, they got me help. I had a really, really great therapist for many years until they retired and we worked through it and I have strategies and things like that.
But one of my biggest strategies is avoidance when I can, if I don't have to, because it's just too much. I know how to bring myself down most of the time. They gave me the tools I needed, but every now and then it just gets to be a bit much.
And when those people started shoving in the line today, it was just starting to get to that point. So, yeah. Hold on, I want to roll over, but you know what stopped the panic attacks from happening today? You.
Just you being there, holding my hand, standing against my back, talking me through it, wrapping your arms around me when you felt like I was overwhelmed, which you picked up on really well. That helped a lot. Thank you.
Well, I know I don't ask for help very often and I know I don't accept it very often, but today I was very grateful for it and for you. Well, that's nice to hear. You'll take care of me whenever I need you to or want you to.
Why don't you take care of me now? Make sure all that stress is gone. Yes, I'm serious.
I didn't go fully panicked today. I just got a little overwhelmed and a little tired, but I'm okay right now and I want you. I want to feel your skin against mine, okay? See, we even start undressing the same way.
Panties on? Okay. On my back? You have ideas.
I see it all over your face. Good. Your finger's just trailing down my stomach, barely touching me, but it's fire.
Oh, in my panties. You like putting your hand in my panties. Mm-hmm.
I'll spread for you. I like how you're rubbing my gland. It feels so good.
It feels like it's really one-sided. You haven't even taken your pants off yet. I know.
I want to even us out. Here, open your mouth. Well, you've had a stressful day, too.
And I know sucking on my nipples always relaxes you as much as your hand in my panties relaxes me. And this way, I can run my fingers over your head while you suck me and finger me. Does that feel good? My nipple in your mouth? Yeah? You can take more if you want.
Put your finger inside me. Oh, yes, like that. Oh, yes.
Suck on me while you finger me. Yes. Oh, suck on me while you finger me.
Yes. You're so hard in your pants. I can see it from here.
Shouldn't we take those off? Not yet? All right.
I know you love doing this. I love it when you do it. I love your mouth on my nipple almost as much as your finger inside me.
In my panties. I love looking down and seeing it. Seeing my panties around you.
It's really hot. It's like my pussy's still a hidden little secret that's only for you. So you have to go inside my panties to find it.
I love it. Oh, you want to make me cum? Really? As if you haven't done enough for me today.
Well, keep going. You're almost there. I can feel you relaxing as you take more of my nipple in your mouth.
You really do like that, don't you? Yeah. The way I'm cradling your head.
Running my hand over you. Oh, plunge that finger deep. God, I'm going to cum.
So hard. I'm sorry. Like that.
Oh, God. I can feel it everywhere. Yes, my pussy is still coming around your finger.
Keep sucking. Oh. Oh, so good.
Where are you going? Finally, take those pants off. Let me see that cock.
You are so ready for me. Oh. Between my legs so you can take my panties off.
Wait, what are you doing? Oh. My breast isn't the only thing you like to suck on.
So sensitive. Oh, yes. Oh, I'm not relaxed enough.
I'm not. Really. So we are going to do what? Oh, I think I'd like to cum in your mouth.
It's not going to take a lot because I'm so sensitive. Especially the way your lips are around my clit right now. You're just suckling gently.
Yes, keep doing that. Oh. Fuck.
Oh, I love your head between my legs. You always look so happy when you're licking my pussy or sucking my pussy or, well, doing anything with my pussy, really. Oh.
I also love that you're moving your hips, rubbing your cock on the bed while you do this. Does it feel good? Yeah? Oh, God, yes.
Oh, fuck, yes. You're suckling it and you're flicking your tongue over it. It's a lethal combination.
I'm going to fucking explode again. Already. Shit, shit.
God. Hold my hands. Here.
Oh, God, I'm going to cum. Oh. Stop, stop, stop.
Don't touch me. Too sensitive. Okay, so.
Okay, we can't touch down there for a bit because, oh my gosh, I have something for you. Come here, come here, come here. Where's that cock? Oh, I just wrapped my hand around it.
You're leaking. I have an idea. I want to show you just how much I appreciate you.
Especially after that. I want you to be as relaxed as I am right now. You ready? Okay.
Put one leg here and one leg here. Yeah, I want you to straddle my chest. I know you like doing this.
I know you like looking down at me with your cock on top of me. And I love doing it. Why don't you slide forward a little bit and give me that cock? Like that.
I want to get it nice and wet. Move however you want, baby. Slow, huh? That's right.
Watch me. Look down at me as I suck your cock. Mmm.
Oh, not enough of it's wet. Hold on, I can fix that. No.
Mmm. That's better. Nice and covered.
Do me a favor. Reach down and gather some wetness out of my pussy. Mmm, like that.
Oh, yes. Now rub it on your cock. I want to see you stroke yourself for a second while I lick the tip.
Get my wetness all over you. Mmm.