Comfortably Numb (closed)

When she squeezed my hand on her throat, it was an open invitation, and our passion and desire and lust instantly returned with a new, kinky intensity. My grip tightened, my thrusts grew harder, and quickly I was pounding myself into her, choking her until I saw her eyes start to roll back in her head and then easing off, letting her get a few gasps of air before restricting her airflow once again.

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I could tell she was loving every second of it. It was so intense, having that kind of power over a woman as you were fucking her hard and deep. I knew this wouldn’t be the last time we got kinky. This was only the beginning.

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The sex was unbelievable when he lowered his guards and boned me the way we both enjoyed. His hand on my throat was so heady and exhilarating and he barely gave me a breath at all, but the longer we continued to move together the tighter his grip got. In the past, men had never been enough for me and I struggled to cum during intercourse.

That wasn’t a problem now. I was well on my way to become a writhing sloppy mess underneath and him and he knew it.
 
I was relentless.

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I used her body as my own personal fuckdoll, plowing her with reckless abandon, my long thick rod impaling her terribly deeply with every thrust.

The condom, however necessary, made it difficult for me to achieve orgasm. After years of bareback married sex, using a rubber had become foreign to me. But that just meant I could fuck for a lot longer...

I could see her writhing in ecstasy beneath me, getting a fucking she would never forget. Her pussy squeezed at my cock tightly, her whole body squirming in pleasure as I used her.

My grip on her neck grew tighter, and I relished the moment she gasped for air and then was completely cut off, her hips buckling under me. Her eyes rolled back in her head.

Her body went limp. I let go of her throat.

I drove into her. Once. Twice. And again.

And then I slapped her hard across the face.
 
The sharp stinging pain of the slap woke me. I was confused for a moment before I realized what had happened and the thought alone was enough to send my body racing into orgasmic convulsions but the ache of my right cheek helped too. Tommy was still bearing down forcefully on me as he used my body to his complete satisfaction and the look in his eyes was intense but still find as he watched me cum and devolve into a whining mess underneath him.

I never wanted this to end but I did want to see the expression he made when he blew his load - I knew he was vocal, since he’d been talking dirty to me in and off but I needed to see his pupils blown with his orgasm. I needed it. I craved it like none other.
 
She came, and came hard, her whole body writhing and milking my dick for all she was worth. It was incredible. Her pussy squeezed down so tight on my cock.

She lay beneath me, panting in ecstasy as I slowed down to let her recover a bit, when I felt something incredible. Her hot wet heat all around my cock. I looked down as I pulled out of her, and I could see the condom was no longer wrapped around my cock.

“Fuck,” I growled, driving deep into her bareback before pulling out completely. “You fucked the condom right off my dick!”
 
It shouldn’t have, but it made me laugh.

I should have been more concerned about safe sex but Tommy had been in a committed relationship for years and though it was certainly within the realm of possibility that he may have fucked around and gotten an STD, something in me trusted this man.

Of course it did; I’d just let him choke me out. If that didn’t speak of trust I didn’t know what else might.

Curling my hands around his waist, I murmured to him.

“I have an IUD. If you’re clean it’s all good baby.”

I don’t know what made me say it, but the look he gave me afterwards was so worth every bit of the lie.
 
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When she laughed, I had to laugh too. It was pretty funny, actually. When she told me she had an IUD, a devious grin crossed my face.

“To hell with that condom then,” I said, scooting back from her just a bit. My hand went to her dripping pussy. “We better get it out of you first though,” I said, and slid two fingers inside her, searching and probing within. It took a little bit of time to find it, buried deep within her. I could barely reach it, I really had to work my fingers in as deep as I could, spreading her legs out wide. Finally I pulled it out and tossed it aside.

“Roll over,” I ordered, stroking my cock. “Ass up, head down.”
 
I could certainly get behind that - this was my favourite position so without ado, I flipped over and bared my backside to him while I reached back and spread my cheeks. My cunt was glistening with juice and I could feel it dripping down my legs at the thought that you were about to screw me bareback - it was my ultimate fantasy.
 
She was quite eager to do exactly what I told her... I instantly wondered just what her limits might be. How far could I push her?

On my knees, I came up behind her, and smacked my cock on her butt cheeks a couple times, admiring the way they jiggled. I grabbed my dick and pressed the bare thick head against her dripping lips.

“Fuck yes,” I growled. I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her slit as she held her herself open and ready for me. I dipped it in a couple times. She felt like heaven.

I lodged myself within her, just the head. I teased her with it, pushing it in just a bit and retreating, until she was writhing and trying to push back onto me. I wouldn’t let her. I toyed with her, making her whine for my cock.

And then I impaled her.
 
“Oh fuck,” I exclaimed, loving the sudden forceful drive of his hips against mine. Tommy’s body flexed above me and all of his tattoos were on stark display against his tanned skin and firmly muscled body from long days on construction jobs. At least, that’s what he had been doing when we last saw each other and I had a feeling that hadn’t changed even though it had been years. Maybe he did find himself another job but it seemed very unlikely.

The point was, boy was strong. Boy had turned into a delectable man over our hiatus and now I was lucky enough to be in his bed enjoying the powerful flex of his body.
 
I fucked her raw, and hard, with long, deep strokes. I love the way her ass jiggled when I pounded into her. I loved all the moans and cries and screams that escaped her throat. I grabbed her hair and yanked her head back. I slapped her ass.

I wasn’t gentle. And she seemed to enioy every bit of it. I gave it to her hard and fast. I used her sexy body to chase my own orgasm, and it was soon upon me. I used my grip on her hips to pull her hard back onto my cock over and over. There was no escape.

I was getting close. This fuck was better than anything I’d ever had with my ex-wife. My mind raced. Could I trust Lynn? Did she really have an IUD? I didn’t know. Part of me wanted to trust her, to believe her. And another part of me didn’t trust anyone anymore.

I felt my balls clenching up. I was going go cum, and quickly. I pulled out of Lynn’s cunt, and grabbed her hips and rolled her onto her side. I moved quickly up the bed, my dick throbbing.

“I’m feeding you this load,” I growled, grabbing her by her long dark hair at the back of her head as I positioned myself next to her face, and I forced my big dick into her mouth and down her throat.

She gagged. It was beautiful. I sprayed my seed all in her mouth, holding her head tight and fucking her face with long strokes...
 
The disappointment was bitter in my stomach when he pulled out but that lasted only a moment before he was feeding me several inches of stiff cock and a mouthful of hot sticky cum. I moaned happily, tongue licking at my lips like the cat who got the cream and relaxed my body which allowed him to settle even deeper down my throat until my nose was pressed hard against his pelvis.

I choked and gagged but still he did not let up until he was done, body frozen above me other than minuscule jerks of his hips as he came and the way his lips parted to breathe out a single low grunt of satisfaction. It felt wonderful to know I’d helped him relieve some stress and even better that the man of my dreams was actually capable of helping me release, too.

It felt like a match made in heaven. I was on cloud nine.
 
She took my cum like a champ, swallowing all of it down, and when I finished I rolled off her and crashed on my back on the bed. “Fuck... you’re amazing...” I said, gazing upon her sexy naked form. My heart was pounding in my chest. I wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close, savoring the feel of her skin against mine for the moment.

We laid together, basking in the afterglow, until it became a reminder of everything I had lost from my marriage, and I had to sit up on the side of the mattress. I opened the nightstand drawer, reached inside, and pulled out a small glass pipe and a baggie of marijuana. I glanced over at Lynn.

“You wanna get high?”
 
I’d never done that.

My eyes slid from him to the bag and back a few times pondering my options. I didn’t want to seem like a nervous Nelly and cop-out, but I also had never had the desire to smoke up before. I knew that if it was anyone but Tommy asking me I would definitely say no.

Rationality settled back down in my mind and I shook my head slowly, biting my lip in anxiety.

“I mean, it’s not really my thing but go ahead. I should actually probably go...”

As much as I really didn’t want to, it seemed like the best decision. I hadn’t expected any of this to happen tonight but here I was naked in the bed of my old high school crush who I was definitely not over. One night had been enough to remind me of all those feelings I thought I had buried.

I didn’t want to be a bother, but Tommy had clearly just clammed up on me for reasons unknown after great sex and it was a hint that I probably should give him some space. Part of me hoped that he’d tell me to stay, but I wasn’t sure what he was thinking.
 
She said she should probably go. I shrugged. I struck my lighter, and took a good solid hit off the pipe, holding it deep in my lungs for a good bit of time before exhaling a cloud of pungent smoke.

“You should stay,” I replied. “Let me fix you a drink. Have a little puff or two.” I stood up, towering over her as she laid on my mattress on the floor. I walked over to my closet, and pulled out a thick black bath robe for myself, and another for her, light pink silk, obviously left behind by my ex. I tossed it to her.

“We’re not done yet.”
 
I ruffled my nose at the pink silk dressing gown, still smelling faintly of her overwhelmingly sweet perfume before shrugging it on and following him back out to the kitchen where he searched for more booze.

I couldn’t say no to his invite considering I wanted the night to last forever. I would take all he had to give me and that night only be tonight. I better take what I could get - and if I knew anything, something niggled at the back of my memory with that fact that Tommy was always overly tactile and sexual when he was high just based on the way I’d watch him interact with the ladies back in high school.

I hoped that part hadn’t changed.
 
She wasn’t going anywhere. I smirked to myself as she followed me from the bedroom to the kitchen, and started pulling bottles of booze from the cabinets. “Let’s see...” I muttered. I pulled out a few different bottles, but saw Lynn light up at the rum. Rum it would be. I went to the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of pineapple juice, and with some ice mixed us up a couple of stiff drinks.

“Cheers.”
 
“Cheers,” I echoed, tipping my glass in his direction.

We sat at the table and chatted for a while as Tommy took a couple hits of his marijuana and I kept shifting nervously because I knew he was going to offer it my way eventually and I didn’t want to look like a complete idiot in front of him. When he held out the pipe for me our fingers brushed as I reached for it hesitantly, fear written all over my face.

His eyes were intense on mine as he tried to read what I was thinking but I pulled my hand back and dropped my gaze to the pipe before he could spot any discomfort there.

It was now it never.

Either I did this or I gave up any chance of making it with him and went back to my cold and lonely bed.
 
I watched as she took the offered pipe. I could tell she’d never smoked before, just from the way she nervously handled it. I smirked at her before standing up and walking around behind her chair.

I leaned over and kissed her shoulder, and neck, my hands sliding down her arms to her hands, and I took the pipe and the lighter back from her.

“Here, let me help,” I said softly in her ear, and raised the pipe up to her soft lips. I flicked the lighter on. “Just suck in on it, like taking a deep breath,” I told her as I brought the fire to the flower.
 
I parted my lips and inhaled, trying my best not to cough the smoke right back out like an amateur. It had a pungent flavour as it coated my tongue and it was entirely new to me. He also instructed me on when to exhale, so following his directions I was able to take the first hit of weed I’ve ever done in my life.

This morning I hadn’t seen my night going this but now with him stroking my shoulders and neck as he guided me in the art of getting high, I couldn’t bring myself to care.

“Like that?” I whispered, casting soft blue eyes up at him.
 
“Just like that, baby,” I replied, and leaned over and kissed her tenderly on the lips for a moment. “One more puff,” I told her, raising the pipe and lighter to her mouth again. I fed her a larger hit this time, but not so much that it would make her cough, and had her hold it in a little bit longer before exhaling. I took a hit for myself, and then swallowed down the rest of my rum and pineapple, and then focused back on Lynn. I rubbed her shoulders a bit before bending over, my lips finding her neck. She was delicious. I scraped my teeth along her skin, and then my tongue, and my hands started wandering her luscious body from behind, pulling open the robe I’d given her to grant me free access to squeeze her perfect tits.

It was so easy to get lost in fooling around when you’re high, and soon enough we were engaged in a slow, sloppy, stoned make-out session in the kitchen.
 
Everything felt perfect. The way he squeezed at my tits was delightful and he made no bones about stripping me right back down again at the table. The naughty part of me whispered that it hoped he would take me right here on the kitchen table so that he may think of me every single time he sat down in one of the chairs.

My own hands did their share of roaming too; I needed to memorize his body in case I never got to have it again after this night but the way he groped at me was so arousing that I knew I wouldn’t forget a single moment.
 
“Sit on the table,” I told her with a devilish smirk as I pulled away from her momentarily, going to the fridge and promptly returning with a can of whipped cream. “Lean back,” I said. I pulled open her loose robe, exposing her tits fully to my view. I stood back and admired her incredible body for a moment as I shook the can, and then advanced on her, raising the can up to her lips. “Open up,” I said, and gave her a little squirt right in her mouth, before proceeding to leave several dollops across her tits.

In short order I had devoured all of it, licking, kissing and nibbling my way across her chest. I squirted some more on her thighs, and did the same... and in the next moment I was setting the can aside and feasting on her pussy again, licking and nibbling at her clit. Two fingers probed deep within her before I added a third.

Damn but this girl was fun to fuck with...
 
Leaning back on my elbows, I watched Tommy practically devour me, with or without the excuse of the whipped cream. He seemed to really like oral and I really liked giving what I got so it worked out for the both of us. His mouth was like magic and it didn’t take me long before I was gearing up for my next climax under his exceptional touch.

With one hand fisted into his hair and the other digging into his spine just below his ribs, I made sure he was aware just how much she was affecting me.

“Your mouth is like magic.”
 
Her words spurred me on, and I ate that pussy like it was my last meal on earth, focused completely on bringing her to a gushing orgasm.

“Fuck, cum all over my face baby,” I said to her before continuing greedily. I loved the feeling of her thick thighs wrapped around my head. My fingers dragged hard along inside her. I pulled them out, and licked her from her asshole to her clit again, and this time slipped my ring finger up her backdoor, and my middle and index finger back into her pussy, and started working them in and out as I suckled her clit hard...
 
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