one.
Warning
This is going to be a very long post, the longest I have ever
written, and perhaps will ever write. There is a need for it to be
broken down so I have sub-divided it into chapters. Pick and choose
as you will.
1. The talk
2. The jelly
3. Handcuffs
4. Spanking
5. Hands
6. Vibrator
7. DP
8. Missionary
9. Oral
10. Cowboy
11. Final climax
12. Morning wake up
13. Time for tea
14. Lounge surprise
15. Shower time
16. Sleeping beauties
17. Refuelling
18. Sleep
19. Bathroom secrets
20. Goodbye
1. The talk
We had been at a dinner party all night, I
was a little pissed, SP very drunk. The whole journey home SP had
been mumbling about ‘us’ and I wanted to talk with him, so I waited
till we staggered in to his flat and crashed out together on his
couch. I tried to have a reasonable discussion with him, but he
really was drunk, everything noted below is out of sequence – just
dribs and drabs of the non-linear talk we had. But the ‘truth
serum’ aspect of the alcohol in SP was interesting: he told me that
he didn’t trust me; that I kept on “coming in and out of (his)
life”, that he was scared shitless of being with “someone from the
(film) industry”, that we “lead such different lives” and that my
“intensity” scared him. He also said that he missed me living with
him, that he felt we had an “amazing connection” and that he had
had feelings for me. I asked him what it was that had made him back
off. He told me it was
the note. He said that when he
found it, it hurt him dreadfully: I had left him just as all the
other women in his life had left him and he lost all trust in me. I
explained how hurt I had been (re the 19 year old, the possible
pregnancy etc) and said that I half thought he would have tried to
come after me when he got that note. He looked at me incredulously
and asked me how could I expect him to do that when I had dumped
him. My response: how could he think I would stay with him while he
was fucking another person?
And then he dropped this: he told me that in total, he had slept
with the 19 year old three times, twice before he met me, once
after, that he had been in love with the idea of fucking her, but
that she wasn’t even a fuck buddy. He said I was the third person
he had slept with in 4 years. And I asked him why he told me that
she was a regular sex partner when she wasn’t. He didn’t know. Said
he was fucked up, that he had issues, skeletons in his closet, that
he is a mess, doesn’t know what he’s doing, what he wants, where
he’s going, whether he deserves to be with anyone, but that all he
ever wanted was someone to look after him.
I told him that I had wanted to be that person, that he pushed me
away, that I had been in love with him and still had feelings for
him. And he responded by making excuses: we live too far apart, our
lives are too separate, he doesn’t know what he wants etc. So I
said:
“SP. I don’t want to have casual sex anymore. It’s not fulfilling
for me; it’s temporary. I want to be in a relationship. I want to
be in love. I want to be the last person that my partner sees
before he falls asleep, I want to wake him up with a blow job, I
want to rub his back when he’s had a hard day, I want to speak to
him on the phone just to hear his voice, I want him to be able to
tell me his troubles, I want to make love with him, so that he
knows how much I care. And I want someone who is in love with me –
who wants me too. What do you want SP?”
And he shrugged and asked me where I saw myself in 5 years
time.
So I said:
“In 5 years time, I see myself being in love with someone,
hopefully living with them, working my ass off on a movie and being
happy.'
And SP mumbled something about my working abroad, how it wouldn't
work out.
So I said that if the woman of his dreams walked through that door
now, he would deal with whatever came, and that he would fall in
love with her and that I thought I could have been that
woman.
And he didn’t reply.
So I repeated myself:
“I want to be with someone who wants me. I am not going to have
casual sex with you anymore. And if I do, it'll only be if I am not
in a relationship, but I am seeing other men”
And he looked down and began fidgeting. So I reached over and gave
him a huge hug, and suggested that we have ‘one for the road’. We
started stroking each other and kissing. SP said that he didn’t
think he could ‘perform’ due to all the alcohol and I told him not
to worry: that at the very least I would give his cock a little
suck to send him to sleep.
2. The Jelly
Things started to get quite hot between us on the couch. And before
long, SP’s hand had travelled up my thighs and discovered my
stockings, suspender belt and distinct lack of underwear. He played
with me for a little while, rubbing me, lazily sticking his thumb
inside me, then swapping it with his fingers whilst his wet thumb
caressed my clit. Within minutes I was off: a couple of orgasms in
and feeling very good indeed. I tried to pull off his clothes, but
SP was having none of it. He pushed me onto my back, told me to
play with myself and then left the room.
Well of course I am obedient about such things and when he came
back a few minutes later, I was on the edge. He saw this and
immediately stuck three fingers inside me, urging me on. It didn’t
take long. I lay back blissed out. I asked him what he was doing
when he left the room. He grinned at me and said I would like it.
At first he wouldn’t tell me what it was, but eventually he caved
in (with much persistence I must add): he had swallowed some
Viagra. Jelly Viagra to be exact. Now I have never experienced
this. But I was damn excited by this prospect. He had got me so
horny and in all honesty, all I wanted was his cock. Knowing that
he would still be able to get a boner and therefore I would get a
shag at the end of it put me on edge…of an orgasm to be really
honest. Which of course SP assisted me with. By the end of it, I
was pretty shattered and when SP suggested that we just go to sleep
I was happy with that.
3. The Handcuffs
But SP had other ideas. When we got into his bedroom he told me to
lie down on my front and raise my hands above my head. I saw him
getting the handcuffs out and my heart began racing. He tied me and
them to the bedpost and started stroking my ass. Then he began
talking to me:
“You’re such a bad girl aren’t you? You know you want it (sliding
his finger inside me), you want it so bad don’t you (pressing my
clit), come on, push against me, come on, fuck my hand”
4. Spanking
Which I duly did, his hand moving faster and faster inside me. It
was so good. But when his other hand came down with a firm slap on
my ass, it was even better. He did it again. Harder. And my whole
body tingled. And when SP said
“Yeah, go on, fucking do it, come on you hot dirty girl, fucking
yeah, do it!”
and then slid two fingers in my ass as well, I climaxed so hard I
thought I would hit my head against the wall.
5. Hands
But he didn’t stop there. He moved me up so I was on my knees –
doggy-style- and carried on spanking me, two fingers inside me, two
in my ass, fucking me hard. I looked behind me a couple of times
and I saw his cock was stiff. I could see it pulsing and it made me
want him even more. I tried to push myself backwards, so that I
could feel the tip against me, but he pushed me away saying
“No. You’re not gonna get that yet”
And I moaned and pleaded, but SP just ignored me, carried on
fingering me. He continued on like that for what seemed like
eternity, until I had cum. And then cum again and then he moved
away from me and ordered me to turn over and lie on my back.
6. Vibrator
By this point I was shagged out. Really. My body was
super-sensitive: any touch and I was shivering. Even the slightest
touch near my pussy felt too intense. I said to SP I needed a rest,
60 seconds, anything. But he just laughed. I pleaded: 30 seconds?
He reached over, grabbed the lube and moments later I felt the cold
drizzle of the liquid being spread over my pussy and ass. I
shuddered. SP grinned. Then I felt it: he was pushing the vibrator
into me very slowly, turning it as he went, so it felt like every
part of my insides was being touched. Jesus. Before I knew it, it
was fully inside me, a slow throbbing pulsing within. Fucking
delicious. He moved it in and out, up and down, side to side. And
with his other hand he was rubbing his cock, pushing it against me.
That was too much. I began exploding with full force and he pushed
the vibrator into me as far as it would go.
7. DP
Before I knew it he was inside me too. He had slid his cock into my
ass as I started cumming and was deep inside whilst I shook,
quivered and clenched him hard. When that had subsided he began
moving himself slowly in and out, his cock in my ass, the vibrator
humming inside me. I wanted to grip him and pull him into me deeper
but my arms were still above my head in the handcuffs. He saw me
struggling and laughed, saying
“XXXX, I’m gonna fuck you so hard in your ass and there is nothing
you can do about it. You’ve got a huge dildo in your pussy and my
cock deep in your ass. And I’m not gonna set you free till you cum
again. Do you hear that?”
And I recall mumbling incoherently, whilst thinking ‘no don’t set
me free, fuck me in my ass!’ And he did. By the time the batteries
had expired in the vibrator (damn them), I had climaxed for
England.
8. Missionary
SP pulled out of me, swapped the condom and undid my arms. It felt
so good to be free of the handcuffs; it had been so frustrating not
being able to grab hold of SP and pull him into me, I felt like I
had a lot of making up to do. And I did. All night I had been
wanting SP’s cock inside me. The anticipation was killing me. SP
was sitting in front of me, playing with himself and all I could
think was:
‘Stick it in me!’
Eventually SP guided himself into me. And of course that was too
much for me and my body started shaking, climaxing hard. SP kept
saying
“Yeah yeah, XXXX, go on, I’m fucking you now, you’ve got my cock,
go on, fucking cum, cum hard, go on XXXX, yeah, feel my cock”
And I couldn’t stop cumming. It was like one long climax, on and on
and on. So intense. So delicious. When it was over, SP slowed the
pace down, slid his cock out of me and then said
'Ok, now I'm REALLY gonna fuck you. Are you ready for my
cock?'
And I nodded, weakly. He pushed my legs back above my head and
said
'Are you sure you're ready for my cock? I'm gonna fuck you
so hard'
and he slid his cock back inside me, pulled my legs around his
shoulders, grabbed my breasts hard and rammed his cock hard into
me. I heard myself saying:
'Yes yes, harder, harder, oh my god
fuck me, I love it, I
love your cock'
and all I was aware of was the burning sensation between my legs
and the need to have him deeply inside me. I grabbed his ass and
pulled him in as close as I could. He fucked me faster and faster
and I climaxed hard. When my shaking had subdued (a little), SP
withdrew his (still hard) cock and moved down the bed.
9. Oral
But I couldn’t move. I was exhausted. And trembling. I needed a
rest. But SP had other ideas. Lying between my legs, he began to
blow air onto my pussy. Even that was too much for me. And when he
lightly grazed a finger around my labia, I
begged him to
stop, pleaded for a few minutes recovery. He looked up at me
cheekily grinning and then lowered his tongue onto my labia, gently
touching it.
Bastard. But god that was good. Painful, but
good. He rolled his tongue around my swollen pussy, gently licking
me up and down. Jesus. Then he opened his mouth and sucked the
whole area. Fuck. So good. I thought I was a lost cause but within
a couple of minutes I was grinding my hips against his face and
hoping he would stick some fingers inside me. Which he did. And I
was duly rewarded with an intense climax resulting in my grabbing
his head and pushing his tongue into me. Lovely.
10. Cowboy
Now, by this point I was TOTALLY shagged out. I mean, orgasmed out
beyond belief. I’m thinking ‘this is not humanely possible, this
must be illegal - cumming this much’, and I lay there almost hoping
that I could get to go to sleep in my dreamy post-orgasmic state
and recover. But of course I had forgotten about two important
factors:
a) SP is a sadist. But the pain he likes inflicting is always
pleasurable
b) The Viagra. The fact he was still rock hard after shagging so
much and being drunk was amazing (and damn erotic too)
So, I’m lying there, swollen, wet, exhausted, SP moves onto his
back, plays with his cock and says to me:
“Right XXXX, I’ve fucked you. Now
you’re gonna fuck
me. I want you to get up and sit on my cock”
I think I moaned or at least groaned. The thought of more sex,
jeez…. But I did get up, and as I climbed over him, he pushed his
cock against me so it rubbed my clit and a little spark of pleasure
rippled through me once more. He told me to rub myself against him.
And I did, feeling myself getting wetter by the minute. And when SP
told me to grab his cock and stick it inside me, I didn’t complain:
I guided it in and slid it in to the hilt. We moved against each
other slowly, intensely, deeply for a while. And then SP
said:
“I want you to fuck me.
Hard. Like how I fucked you. But
now you’re fucking me. Go on fuck my cock, I want to feel you cum.
Use my cock. Do what you want, just fuck it. Fuck it till you
cum”.
And that turned me on so much. I was sliding against him, and I
moved up from my knees to begin crouching on my feet, so that I
could slide him all the way in and all the way out. I fucked him
good. He was grabbing my breasts and squeezing me and I felt like I
was on the brink all the time. When he pulled me close so my pelvis
was grinding against his, I knew I was close again, and when he
said
“Yes yes, I can feel it, it’s coming, oh my god,
yes, let
go, feel it”
I began to feel this far off sensation getting closer and closer,
like a train far away and hearing it get nearer. My climax was
slow, deep and extraordinarily intense. Unfuckingbelievable. I felt
like if I had died at that moment, I wouldn’t have cared. In fact
it was so intense, I almost wanted to die. But instead I collapsed
in a heap on top of SP, and he held me and kissed me and I could
feel his still hard cock inside me as I shook and shuddered.
11. Final climax
After a while, I moved off him and lay down. SP told me he was
ready to cum now, said it would be a matter of seconds and would I
suck his cock? I pulled him over me and sucked him greedily,
wanting him to cum as hard as I had. And he did. I held him as his
whole body shook and his legs and stomach went rigid and I felt his
cock pulse and contract and thrust in my mouth as he climaxed. It
was fantastic, (I selfishly wished he had been inside me when he
had cum, so I could have felt that), but seeing and feeling the
force of this explosion was wonderful. I kissed him all over,
stroked him and held him and then at 8am,
two hours after
we started having sex, we fell asleep.
12. Morning wake up
I woke up at midday. Horny. SP was spooning me, his arm draped over
my breast. In his sleepy state he played with my nipple. That set
me off. I did try to rub my ass against his cock to wake him up,
but he just rolled onto his back and started snoring. I lay there
wondering what to do. Go back to sleep? Have a wank? Wake him up?
Hmm. I wanted his cock. One choice really…
I moved down the bed, so my face was level with his cock and began
kissing him. I started off slow and light, grazing the shaft with
my lips, opening them at the head, letting just the tip of it just
slide into my wet mouth, then out again. I worked my way up and
down, sometimes licking, sometimes kissing, sometimes pressing with
my tongue piercing, sometimes sucking. I started to feel a little
movement in his cock so I held it with my hand and took the whole
length in my mouth, running my tongue along the underside as I
sucked him gently. His cock pulsed slightly. I pressed my lips
against the underside, nibbled him. His cock grew harder. I licked
him. It grew harder still. But he (seemed like he) was still
snoring so I continued, until his cock was bouncing on my tongue,
rubbing against my lips and being sucked hard by my wet mouth. Then
SP seemed to wake, with eyes closed he reached down and felt me
between my legs. I heard him groan when he felt how wet I was (a 30
minutes blow job – of course I was wet) and then he grabbed me and
pulled me over him. I slid him inside me and we both came together.
Lovely.
