Addicted Part 7
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I encouraged my husband to hop my body for longer and longer periods of time. I remain in a state of bliss as his desire for me heightens the most mundane things. Like the air between my legs as I walk in a skirt, or when I put a seatbelt on over my chest. Things I wouldn’t think twice about, but when he’s piloting my body, they’re all so electric. Tom told me a part of that is just being a bodyhopper. They have higher libidos and they are very easily stimulated. That’s why I always want him in me, to experience the pleasure that is just under the surface when he controls my senses. I’ve let him wear me to work, where he’ll purposefully position himself in some of our tighter spaces so he can brush past someone and ensure my boobs graze their back or front. He makes me apologize, and then pinches my tits as I walk away. He’s such a tease! He’s inside me during every meetup with friends, and of course during random hookups. He still loves to take home the occasional woman, but since I prefer men, he takes them home the most. I can honestly say he rides dick better than I do. I am hopelessly addicted to having him inside me, and one day, I hope he just doesn’t leave.
