My pussy was worn out. She was tender and sore, refusing to lubricate, and just not cooperating any longer. We’d fucked for hours, like we always do, and it was not just my pussy that had taken a beating. My whole body was sore. I told him to straddle my chest and fuck my mouth. Or to straddle my chest and jerk off onto my face or into my mouth, if that was what he wanted to do. He got on top of me and began to fuck my face, but stopped after just a few thrusts.
“I’m sorry. I can’t do it.”
“Why? What’s wrong?”
“I feel like I’m disrespecting you. It doesn’t feel right.”
“But I asked you to do it. How can you be disrespecting me if it’s something I want? And you’ve fucked my face before. In fact, just earlier tonight you were fucking my face and gagging me to the point that I almost puked on your dick.”
“I don’t know why, baby. I just know that I feel bad doing it to you and I just care about you too much to disrespect you like that.”
I don’t know what changed. I don’t know why it was okay earlier in the night but not okay at that moment. I don’t know what made him decide to start “respecting” me right then. I don’t know what made him start treating me like a human being at the bar that night, not only speaking to me but even buying my drinks. Whatever it was, I’m grateful for it.
He rolled off of me, laying down and beckoning me over to him. I laid my head on his shoulder and draped my body on top of his. He kissed the top of my head and stroked my hair. I played absentmindedly with his chest hair. I closed my eyes and we both began to drift off to sleep. I felt a little tug at my heart and said, softly, “Thank you for the sex, baby.”
But what I really wanted to say was, “I love you.” Right before I finally fell asleep I had a really terrifying realization. “Holy shit, I’ve fallen in love with him.”
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WOW.
WOW.
Ha! I'd have told him he was disrespecting me by not doing what I wanted him to do! lol
Ha! I'd have told him he was disrespecting me by not doing what I wanted him to do! lol
Now I see what you meant by stuff getting fucked up with friends and ex's!
Now I see what you meant by stuff getting fucked up with friends and ex's!
Did you catch the part about him actually disrespecting you before tonight? He wasn't topping you before, he was actually using you…
Did you catch the part about him actually disrespecting you before tonight? He wasn't topping you before, he was actually using you…
Alexa said exactly what I was going to say.
Alexa said exactly what I was going to say.
Eh. He probably just wanted to stop.
We say the most romantic shit when we're being dishonest.
Eh. He probably just wanted to stop.
We say the most romantic shit when we're being dishonest.