Right now I need this outlet.
I need to have a fantasy world that I can escape to and revel in my sexual desires. I have been SSRI'ed for the past two years and nothing has gotten better. It is the Russian Waltz, one step forward, two steps back. You feel like you are gaining ground but the shore keeps getting farther away.
I did see the Spinner one last time a little over a year ago now. I did not know it would be the last...at least for now. She is no longer texting or posting on social media. I have not idea what is going on or where she is. She could be dead and I would not know. I have mixed feelings about it all.
The last time was after a few false starts. We set up times and then she cancelled or ghosted...the usual.
When I finally arrived we talked for a few minutes but the sexual tension was just too much. In the bedroom we kissed and I felt myself melt into her. She tore my belt and pants down and pushed me onto the bench at the foot of her bed. She took me into her mouth and pulled her pants off at the same time. He cute little ass wiggle as she shed the tight jeans off her hips made me smile.
Her pants and panties were kicked to the side and she grabbed my cock and kissed me deeply as she moved forward and mounted me. It was the fastest I had ever been inside of her. Foreplay is usually prolonged as I love to taste and feel her body and listen to her loud sex sounds fill my soul. She ground against me and fucked me hard, like she needed me as deep as possible in her.
I held her as we fucked and kissed. Her lips and tongue sliding over mine, so sloppy and wonderful. She moaned into my mouth and I inhaled her breath, I love every part of her and could not get enough. We parted to remove her shirt and I took her wonderful breast in my hand and sucked the nipple as it hardened. She held my head and we crushed into each other. The footboard of the bed was cutting into my back so I kicked off my boots and pants and picked her up in my arms.
I love how light she is and how I am able to just carry her and fuck her. I also miss my strength and stamina, being out of shape does not support acrobatic sex acts. I carried her to the bed and leaned back, letting her ride me. Her sex faces and sex sounds are pure porn, better then porn, they are real. I watch her and caress her body trying to soak up and remember every moment.
She rides me for a while but I want foreplay, I want to taste her. I sit up and flip her to her back and withdraw from her. She crawls up the bed to make room for me as I climb forward and lift her legs over my shoulder. She always smiles and coos lightly when she realized that I am going down on her, and it does not disappoint at all. I look at her pussy prior to diving in, it is perfect, wet and flush. I have photos taken from movies I made with my GoPro of her pussy that I look at often. I could look at it forever but I want more.
I lean in and roll her hips forward. With a broad flat tongue I start at the top of the crack of her ass and lick upward. Licking her asshole has always turned her on and I love that he lets me and that she tastes so wonderful. I lick all the way and she throws her head back and I feel her open up to me. "Oh my GAWD!" she moans then squeal sheer high pitched pleasure as pet my tongue across her clit.
I know what she likes, soft, slow and deliberate lapping at her clit and inner lips. No penetration, just slick repetitive metronymic and consistent. As she starts to move with me I will change slightly, rubbing harder back and forth, them move back to her preferred lapping, that is what gets her off. I edge her over and over, moving away and pushing my tongue into her hole, then back to lapping. Circling her asshole and pressuring her taint, then back to lapping.
I move my tongue faster and apply a little more pressure as she begins to move more and hold my hair. This is the sign that she wants to cum. Her calves stiffen and her toes point. I can feel goosebumps start to ripple down her legs and her voice lowers and gets louder. This is the point where you do not move or change, you ride it out. I feel her wetness increase and she pulls my face into her crotch. I keep going as she climaxes I want to just dig in harder, but I know from experience that I can prolong this if I just don't change.
She clenches and spasms in my hands. He hands leave my head and grab the blankest and sheets and she claws at them as her hips roll. It is time. I ease back slowly and lick around her pussy and asshole. I love the taste of her at all times but post orgasum is special and I lap it up and bury my nose in it so I can savor the smell. Like a wild dog, I just want to roll in her scent.
I move back and let my fingers play on her pussy, the slick and puffy outer lips and the sharp tight inner lips. I slide through them and lightly strum her sensitive clit, but just enough to stimulate lightly. My finger penetrates slightly and I use my other hand to caress her chest and breasts. She is already recovering from her first orgasum and, knowing her as I do, they rest will roll constantly for as long as I can play her body.
I penetrate deeper and feel her familure insides. I know this part of her so well, I dream about it. Every ripple, her soft cervix that the tip of my finger finds when I go fully into her. I curl my finger and find the rough spongy mass of her g-spot. I love this area and I pet it gently as she begins to build into her climax again. I play with her and watch her writhe to my ministrations. After a few minutes I can feel her pussy start to clench at my finger. I rub harder on the spongy mass inside of her.
I lean down and flick my tongue against her clit as she starts to cum and she lets go completely and cries out in her release. The wetness in my hand tells me that I have succeeded again in getting her to cum. I pull my fingers out and wipe her cum on my cock and press into her as I move up and kiss her deeply, plunging in to the hilt again.
"Wait," she says in that breathless way. I withdraw and sit up on my knees as she flips around on all fours and takes me into her mouth. It has always amazed me how much she loves giving oral. I look down at her petite frame, the flair of her hips, the perfect heart shaped ass and the small tattoo on the small of her back that I love so much.
I hold her sides and she pumps me in her mouth. In this position I can go deep and I feel the back of her throat close against my intrusion and she grinds me hard against it. We have only deep throated a few times but she seems to love the pressure against her closed throat and pulls me into her. There is a wonderful combination of submission and control that turns me on so much. I take her head in my hands and hold her still as I pump into her mouth.
Her ass jiggles in that toned wonderful way and I can't help but reach over her body and grab two handfuls of that sweet flesh. If I was better at spanking and slapping ass I would do it but I am either awkwardly to soft or aggressively to hard. Instead I reach down her crack and slip a finger between her pussy lips. She purrs into my cock as I slide my finger in her wetness. We play with each other, she sucking and me fingering, nothing rushed, no time limits and neither of us tiring.
I do want to be in her again and she recognizes it at the same time I do. She lays back on the bed and I crawl on top and enter her. She does that wonderfully erotic and slutty thing where she spits into her hand and rubs it on her pussy then my cock as she pulls me into her. I am to the hilt again and her legs wrap around me and we kiss. Sweat is making our bodies slick and we make out as I thrust into her. Sex is noisy, rough, wonderful and I fuck her missionary to another orgasum. I can feel myself starting to build up to that wonderful climax so I pull out and she turns over and offers me her favorite position, the one that hits the right spots in her, doggy style.
She smiles back at me, knowing that I withheld so that she could have her pleasure. I enter and begin thrusting hard. The smack of flesh against flesh. I take her shoulders in my hands and ride her wonderful body as she bites into the pillow that she is holding and cries out louder and louder. I am waiting for that guttural moan that will tell me that she is cumming, the feel of her cunt pulsing and the wetness that accompanies her climax. I can feel myself stating to rise toward my end.
I lean forward and hold one arm across her chest and she turns her head back and kisses me. I can sense that her orgasum is over and my body starts to flex and I push into her. My cock swells and she feels it and shutters in my arms, kissing me harder. My silence is finally broken and I cry out with her, pushing as deep as I can, feeling the head of my cock bump against her depth. Her legs fall forward and I press her into the mattress and cum hard.
Pulses of cum shoot into her, filling her and she opens up to me and accepts it, loves it as much as I do. My heart bursts and I almost feel like crying. This is what pure surrender and pleasure is. I have never experienced this with anyone else and I worry that I will never have it again, I do not what to lose her. I keep cumming as emotions and desire destroy me mentally, but physically I am in utter bliss.
We hold onto each other as we slide away from our peak. People talk about "post nut clarity" but I only feel love and desire. We kiss while catching our breath. I roll to the side but hold her with me, big spooning her as I remain insider her warm pussy. I feel our wetness, our sweat and fluids cooling in the air conditioning that blows over us. I soften slowly and slip out gently but we hold on and just breath.
Post coital talk of how amazing sex always is, remembering when we did it "that time" in "that small apartment" and such. I remember them with her and we laugh at how sexually compatible we are. We eventually part and she goes to the bathroom to wipe down. I stay put, I never want to shower her scent off of me, I try and keep it on as long as possible.
Eventually we cuddle and talk and laugh but time grows short. My cock is hard again and she strokes it slowly and smile at me. I kiss her and she pushes me to standing and lays back on the bed, her head off the side and pulls me by the cock to her mouth. I hold her breasts in my hand as I slowly and gently push into her mouth. This can do deep in this position but it can also hurt her, so I am gentile. The pressure of her hand holding my ass tells me when I am deep enough and when I can go further.
I put a hand on her pussy and feel her wetness, I gently stroke but I can tell she is committed to making me come again. We continue on for a while and it feels wonderful but I know that a second cumming needs manual stimulation for me. I pull out and start to jack off, the way I know will make me cum. She pulls me forward, her head between my legs and my balls on her mouth. Her tongue plays with my balls and sloppy kisses on my taint spur me on.
I am nearing my second climax and concentrate on the feeling of her licking me most private place. The vision of her body, the feeling on my hand on her cunt cause my balls to pull tight as I start to clime that peak. She slips back further and her tongue worms to my asshole, I relax and open my legs a little, allowing access. It embarrasses me momentarily. I love doing this but receiving is so taboo to me I have to force my self to submit.
Her tongue laps at me and I let go, every part of my body is alive and on fire and I lurch and cum across her body, coating her tits, my hand and dripping down her neck. She grinds into my ass then licks forward and slurps my cum off my balls and hand. I release my cock and she swallow it. The sensations cause me to twitch and cry out to a god that I don't believe in, unless I am with her.
I want to pull away but I stay still and let her suck me and clean my cock off. It almost hurts but I stay put, this may never happen again and I want it as long as possible. I soften in her hand and she sits up and takes me in her arms and we kiss again. I can taste us both and it is pure magic. I lay again with her and gently rub my cum into her breasts as it dries. I cannot speak or think and emotions start to confuse me.
I want her. I don't want to leave. I know I have to leave.
Eventually I get up and wash my hands while we chat. I get dressed, I do not shower, I want her on my as long as I can. My face smells like pussy and cum and the pheromones are tickling my brain and I feel high. We talk, I get a drink of water. She walks me to the door. We make promises that neither of us will keep. I walk away, looking back as she smiles and waves. I do not want to leave and feel a weird mix of satisfaction and desire and a creeping feeling that this is the last time I will see her.
I was right...
I am glad I wrote this down. It plays in my mind as I hold my pillow between my legs and fall asleep with my cock hard and leaking. Wishing that pillow was her.
I am just a fucked as I was 10 years ago.
Honestly, the only thing that has tempered my desire for her is a burgeoning difference in political opinions that we never talked about before. I am very liberal and progressive in my political views. She is sliding off to the right...much to my chagrin.
Anyway...I thanks for letting me share.
Kenny/Alexander/Peter
