Story: Confessions of a Unicorn
Hi there! How’s everything going? My name is Anna, and I’m a unicorn.
I decided to share this here because, sometimes, I just need to vent to someone who truly gets it. Just knowing that you’re reading this already makes me feel lighter.
I want to be honest about the good and the bad experiences of this lifestyle. Some nights are absolutely incredible; others, not so much. To show you what I mean, let me tell you about two very different encounters I had recently.
First, let's talk about Marianne and Lukas. What a stunning couple. Marianne is a brunette with a gorgeous body and a smile that could melt anyone. Lukas is tall and tattooed, with a gaze that tells you exactly what he wants—without ever being rude or pushy.
They invited me over for a "nice meal." At first, everything felt effortless: great wine, easy conversation, and plenty of laughs. Eventually, Marianne gently pulled me toward the sofa. She began kissing my neck slowly while watching Lukas, who was already in his armchair, touching himself.
She leaned in and whispered: "He loves watching me let go with another woman... and then fucking me knowing you're the one who got me this way."
My entire body lit up. When we moved to the bedroom, the chemistry was electric. She went down on me first, taking her time as if my pleasure was the only thing that mattered. All the while, she kept eye contact with her husband. Lukas moaned softly: "Damn, babe, look how wet she is for you."
I came, shaking, right there. Then, Lucas took over from behind, holding my hips firmly as I continued to pleasure Marianne. He whispered, "You're all ours tonight, Anna... come again for us."
Afterward, they both pleasured me together with such care. I ended up falling asleep between them, feeling truly included. I woke up to breakfast in bed and warm smiles. It was intense, affectionate, and perfectly naughty. It reminded me exactly why I love this dynamic.
On the other hand, my experience with Carla and Rafael was a total contrast. We met at a fancy restaurant to get to know each other first. Carla was blonde, elegant, and clearly in control. Rafael was more reserved but friendly.
We ordered drinks and started talking, but I quickly realized the chemistry wasn't there. The conversation was polite but superficial. They talked a lot about their rules and what they liked, but it felt more like a job interview than a flirtatious chat. I tried to find a rhythm, but the connection just wouldn't click.
We ended the night with a hug and a "nice to meet you." No pressure, no drama. I left feeling calm because I’ve learned that not every match is meant to go further. That’s just part of the game.
I keep doing this because the good nights are worth it. When real chemistry hits, it’s magic. The nights that don't work simply remind me that communication is everything. Checking the vibe and aligning expectations helps filter out who actually fits.
Carla and Rafael weren't for me, but I’m sure they’ll find a unicorn who loves their style. Everyone has their perfect fit.
Do you want to know what keeps me grounded? I discovered that being a unicorn only worked after I truly learned to love my own body. Some nights, I stay home alone with low lights and soft music. I lie in bed and start slow, running my fingers over my skin until I’m aching with anticipation.
I explore my own pleasure, feeling every pulse and every sensation until I’m completely lost in it. When I reach that peak, it's pure and intense. It’s a reminder that the best sex always starts with myself.
But I’m not stopping. I have another date tomorrow. Who knows? Maybe I’ll find another Mariana and Lucas.
Thanks for "listening." I feel so much better just getting this out there.
Kisses, Anna
