he laid right next to my rigid body as i held the vibrator firmly against my hardened clit. the words of filth spewed from him as he was trying to get me off. i couldn’t speak and all i could do was answer him with moans, groans and ragged breath. i could feel the sweat starting to bead on my skin, my eyes were closed and my tongue was like a cat’s tail.
“you look so sexy.”
i bit my bottom lip.
“you like that male slut of yours? knowing he would hold a knife to his cock and slice it off for you the very minute you told him so. watching the blood spill out.”
my body jerked and convulsed.
“oh and that girl slut of yours, holding the knife to her cunt ready to cut it for you.”
i couldn’t believe he was telling me this and yet the images were in my head as he spoke. his hand was wrapped around his cock and jacking off. we hadn’t fucked, yet this seemed to be the most intense session with him.
my mind was keeping me from coming as the images flashed in my mind like rapid fire. i had to concentrate on one thing to get off. i just couldn’t. he kept talking to me and making me ache as my cunt sloshed as the vibrator would move.
randomly he would tug at my nipples, cover my nose and mouth. i noticed how my cunt responded to the act of him cutting off my air or blood. everything would heighten to near explosion but my body would react violently in desperate need of proper function.
he straddled my face as his head neared my sloppy cunt. i licked his balls as he adjusted and he flinched at the sudden lick. i tried to suck more of him but his semi-hard cock rested inside of my mouth as i sucked and tongued at the head of his cock. his fingers dug inside of me and teased my g spot. i felt his cock growing in my mouth reaching down my throat. i sputtered against his invasive flesh as he caused me to gush around his fingers.
the vibrator kept going and i thought i wasn’t going to get to that moment of utter colorful chaos. he moved back beside me talking to me again. i couldn’t remember exactly what he said, but it must have been the cum talk that broke me…
“you want me to cum all over you huh you cum slut? you want me to jack off on to your face and hair. you want my cum oozing out of all your holes, don’t you slut?”
my mouth gaped like a fish out of water, my back arched and i let out my last breath of life. i rolled, shook and felt the world lift me away for a few seconds. it was when i came back down that the tears rolled from my eyes.
as i laid there i realized how sullen i have become lately as my orgasms have been resulting in tears or crying fits. my heart still has not healed and i wondered how much longer will tears be tied to my orgasms. i miss the rage, anger and laughter.
today i had memories of white hotel sheets and soft pillows in a suite that overlooked the city. all though the memory is fading, my heart is a constant reminder.
NOTE: farewell to The Biker & The Teacher as they have decided to no longer add to their blog. i am not certain if they are going to remove the blog or not. you two will be sorely missed. it makes me sad as i am watching the blog world slowly crumble beneath me. lately i have been having the same thoughts as well. yet, it seems to just be a reoccurring phase when i am not inspired to write.
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