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These are mine … The Greatest Things Said To Me During/After Sex…
— “I can’t believe I came,” said by a Vancouver woman just after I finished going down on her. I recall that it seemed like it had been a long while since this petite brunette had enjoyed an orgasm not initiated by her own hand.
— “I knew I’d cum once, but I never thought I’d come twice,” said by a Detroit woman 10+ years older than me when we were in the shower together doing the post-sex clean up before we went home to our respective spouses. She was a nurse, and her husband suffered bouts with early-onset dementia. She used me as a temporary bridge to sanity and physical input prior to moving away to be with family in the Southwest.
— “Move! I gotta pee … don’t be mad, this only happens after I have a really good fucking!” said by a girl in Orlando 20 years younger than me. After a good long pee, she came back out, took my softening cock back into her mouth and cleaned me up properly.
— “I can feel your pulse!” said by my friend’s wife who what stroking me off with one hand while she had three fingers in my ass. She had been working me hard and paused. My butt, swelled from the attention, clamped around her fingers. A huge orgasm of prostate fluid and cum soon followed.
— “Oh that’s dirty,” said by a college coed after she jerked me off while massaging my prostate. My cum splattered all over the bed, me, and her chest. To her shock, I licked some off her nipple. She liked that very much.
— “Ohhhhh, that’s like parting the Red Sea. Nothing’s split those wall apart in a long time,” said by a woman in Indianapolis. She later told me her husband was physically incapable of sex anymore, and was so happy to have had a real dick in her once again.
— “Will you lick my ass?” said by a Black model from Las Vegas. My response was, “If you’ll lick mine.” We had a great time satisfying each other. While her pink hole was great, her brown hole was even better.
— “Between cumming three times and my meds, I don’t know that I’ll ever come down,” said by a girl who was enjoying life while battling a fatal cancer. It’s been my experience that people who know their end is coming enjoy sex more freely, and find temporary relief in the pleasure and closeness sex with a kind soul can bring.
— “Sometimes you just need a good ass fucking!” said by the wife of a cop (a cop who later found out and threatened to kill me but didn’t follow through). This woman gave me my first experience with anal … and I recall giving her one hell of a pounding.
— “Damn, you’re gonna split me open with that thing,” said by a coffee shop girl from Charlotte who I think was a lesbian. This woman, at least 20 years younger than me at the time, was clever and a smart ass. Just to mess with me, once when I was just about to cum, she innocently asked (like we were having a conversation over lunch), “So, how are the wife and kids?” Too damn funny…
— “So that’s what it looks like … I always wondered,” said a wife who was cuddling me while her husband was sucking me off. After she sucked one of my nipples, she cuddled into my chest to watch her man swallow me up. She liked what she saw, and used it later to shame her husband who she was turning into a cuck.
— “Wait … I need a break. You guys are fucking the life out of me.” Said by a wife who I was helping her husband double team. I took this as an admission of victory!
— “Drink baby.” Said in the sexiest voice possible by a lactating woman who was the married girlfriend of a married guy I knew. We were both fucking her while in Las Vegas (but on separate trips). She gave me the chance to try breast milk, and it’s something I’d very much like to enjoy again. She also enjoyed fisting, another first for me. I have big hands, and I ran out of room lengthwise after my last thumb joint entered her.
— “It was all over when you held my hand walking down the hall,” said by a recently separated woman from Texas. As we exited the elevator on the way to my room, I gently took her hand to help quell her nerves. We enjoyed a wonderful evening of passionate sex that started by me stripping her bare and eating her out.
— “Suck! Suck like you mean it!” Said by a woman I met in Las Vegas as she pinned me to the bed and pushed her ample breasts into my face. She out-weighed me by about 40 pounds, so I pretty much needed to do what she told me. Not that I minded…
— “See! See how he holds me by the thighs! He’s pounding me right … not like you, you idiot.” Said by a woman who’s husband was watching as a pounded her with my cock until our pubic bones smashed together. She was on her back on the bed, and I was standing with my arms forcefully holding her thighs against my chest. She couldn’t roll away or pull back. She was all mine and it was great. And I loved the stupid look on her husband’s face.
— “It’s OK. Open the door. It’s my husband. He want’s to watch.” This was from a woman I was with who was filming our encounter for her husband. A full size VHS camera was on a tripod in the corner of the room recording our sex. For me, a knock at the door came as I was enjoying the fog of sex on my way toward a third orgasm. Fear was my first emotion. Her husband showing up wasn’t part of the deal. But her calmness reassured me. He came in with a big smile … weird ’cause I answered the door naked … settled into a chair and told us to get back to what we were doing. We did and gave him a really great live show.
— “Honey, he’s in the other hole. You good with that?” Said by a plump woman whom I was enjoying my first DP. She was on top of her husband, facing him. I was behind her trying to find her way past her ample butt to her pussy. What was supposed to be a DVP turned into a DP with me going easily into her butt. I couldn’t have cared less. Her ass felt as great as the slapping sound of my stomach slapping up against her ass cheeks.
— “I want you to leave your wife,” said by a Central American woman I met in Miami. She was the front-desk clerk at my hotel in South Beach. After enjoying drinks at the hotel’s happy hour, I was kidding around and asked her, “Hey, want to go get dinner with me?” Fully expecting her to blow me off as a tipsy horny hotel guest, she said, “I can’t, but I get off at 11 if you want to get another drink.” We did … I ended up back at her house in Coconut Grove. I had to fly out that morning (awkward) but as she held me before I got in the shower, she asked me to be her’s. She may have liked me, but I think it was all about getting a Green Card.
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