My, but it's been some time! Finally, out of that funk and back into the groove. Where've I been? Oh, just here, along the sidelines, watching the world go by...looking for a job...feeling down and out. When you're in your 40s and trying to look for a job in a Third World economy that's fast slipping down to Fourth, the experience can be nothing less than horrifying. Thank goodness for Cliff.
He's back in town after a month's absence. I spent the day with him today. We just stayed in his hotel room, talking. We talked for hours. Then we had what he likes to call "rampant sex." I love that word, rampant. I don't exactly know if you can call it rampant; it's not even romp-y, if that's a word. We did a little sweet dancing by the window, looking out into the bay. He likes to press my body into his, feeling the soft squeeze of my breasts on his chest.
It was like the first time, when it was I who made the first move. I whispered into his ear, "What do you want to do?"
"What do you think I want to do?" he whispered back. I laughed. "Question is," he continued, "what do you want to do?"
"Why don't we move on to the bed and find out?" I teased. He laughed.
In all honesty, I was apprehensive that I might not be so motivated to have sex, thus, not enjoy it and, consequently, ruin the entire thing, considering that I had been in this blue funk for some three weeks. My worries were baseless.
The moment Cliff's fingers found my clit, I was revitalized. It was as if my blood started coursing through my body again. I couldn't get out of my clothes fast enough. Cliff was out of his in two seconds. Then he lay on top of me and just pushed his cock into me. No foreplay, no nothing. On to business.
It was over in 20 minutes. I didn't cum but I creamed a bit on the sheets. Cliff lay back, spent. I picked up the paper and read the news while Cliff opened his laptop and checked on his emails. It struck me that we were like an old married couple who just had a rare private moment and were now resuming their usual routine. It was hilarious. I didn't share the thought with Cliff. I didn't want him thinking that I was entertaining any notions of anything other that what we were, friends with benefits.
We read the NYTimes editorials together. Three of the four were analyses of the Democrat party vis-a-vis the Republican and their evolving stands on gay civil rights and religion as influencing politics. We had an hour of this, all the while I was wondering whether I should inform Cliff that my clit was still tingling with the stimulation earlier. I considered just throwing the blanket off me, spreading my legs and pleasuring myself. Cliff, however, closed the discussion on US politics and turned his mind back to more important things.
This time, I wasn't just creaming, I was cumming. Clear, fluid and flowing, it was by no means gushing but it was a release, nonetheless. It was such a pleasure feeling Cliff's hard cock sliding in and out of my wet pussy which was so stimulated, I couldn't stand the sensation. Cliff was so hard he fucked me for like half an hour, just continuously pumping, slow and deep. Just when the sensation was proving too much for me to bear, he stopped to catch his breath. I reached down and rubbed my swollen clit and the cum just came flowing out.
I must have cum for about a minute straight. My pussy was aching and so tingly at the same time, all the way inside. It felt good. I felt good. And Cliff just sat there on his haunches, taking deep breaths, enjoying the show. It was a good fuck. Not the greatest I've had, but it was good.
It feels good to be back.
Anonymous
ALL I WANT TO SAY IS THAT YOU ARE INTELLIGENT. HENCE, YOU'RE FUN TO READ. YOU STIMULATE THE SENSES.
WHAT ELSE? SHALL I SAY "KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK"? I DON'T THINK IT'S EVEN VALID TO LEAVE YOU A GOOD LUCK LINE. YOU DO AS YOU PLEASE, AND THAT'S WHAT'S LIKEABLE ABOUT YOU.
SO...YOU WRITE... WE READ... AND I ADMIRE...=)
keithoe
HI Emyn.
It was great to read your entry today. I missed you.
keith
Emyn Galad
Thank you so much for your company. Makes the road less lonely.
simplyjessie
I've been an avid reader and I think it's about time I drop a line. Your views and escapades are not only stimulating but very smart. Good to know you're back and at it again.
Ciao!
Emyn Galad
Thank you, simplyjessie! Glad to know you're on board!
punkquitodiaz
You're a very good writer. Damn good. I guess I am a fan now.
Emyn Galad
Thanks, punkquito! Love the name! LOL! Welcome aboard!
Alexa
That's pretty funny that for recupe time, you read the paper and he checks email. At least round 2 worked for you.
Emyn Galad
Hi, Alexa! Glad to hear from you! Yeah, I found it really hilarious...and insightful. I was thinking to myself: So this is how sex in a marriage feels like...LOL!
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