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Anything Goes
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Straight Male / 40
Confessions of a Sex God: Part 2
Her name was May. A very bland, May. It didn't fit or at least it didn't seem to fit. She was celebrity gorgeous. If she were in a movie, TV, or the Miss whatever pageant she wouldn't be out of place. She was an ebony goddess, you knew she was the homecoming queen, head cheerleader, before you ever even spoke to her. After my father met her he pulled me to the side and told me to marry her. "Son, I want my grandchildren to look like that." My friends simply called her 10. If you're curious she bore a remarkable resemblance facially and physically to the model in Freek'n You video by Jodeci.
The way we met was at an all day church event. I saw her and just felt a sense of awe. I felt inadequate. Fuck that, I'm going to take my shot just to say I did. She was talking to another girl and I interrupted them. She turned and I said, "Hi. You're beautiful and if I didn't introduce myself I would never get over it." She smiled and after introductions we exchanged numbers.
I found out she lived 100 miles away. That really isn't very far but for a broke college kid with 2 jobs and school it might as well have been 1000 miles. The great thing was we got to talk on the phone quite a bit. Those conversations turned sexual and it was an exhilarating build up. Luckily her mom was coming to town to visit and she decided to tag along to see me. We met at my parents home and did the whole awkward meet the parents thing. As soon as her mom left we went to my place.
We walked in the door and I pushed her against the door and we kissed. Damn, it was electric. It was passionate. I couldn't believe this girl. Fuck, she was flawless. Incredible. I took a step back and just looked at her for a moment. She gave a big smile and asked if I were going to give her the grand tour. Considering my apartment was tiny that took about a minute but we ended up in my bed room. We spent 2 to 3 hours together talking, kissing, petting, making out and it felt like minutes. At some point, she ran her hands over my hard dick and she looked confused. She stopped, pulled back, and asked to see it. I didn't say anything, but I pulled it out. Her mouth fell wide open, she quickly covered her mouth with her hands, jumped off the bed, and did a couple of mini laps at the foot of the bed.
Fortunately, she came back and she straddled and kissed me like a sexy maniac until it was time to go. We laughed when I was getting ready to take her home because she put on an article of clothing inside out. She said it happened because she felt high from our time together.
By the time I traveled to see her it was agreed upon that we would get a room. No date, no hanging out, she wanted me. Of course, I wanted her. I remember the drive like it was yesterday. I was envisioning all the great sex we were going to have. I was going determined to rock her world. I picked her up. She told her mother that we were going to hang out with her friends. I remember that I felt in awe of her physical beauty again, just wow. We left her moms and she directed me to the nearest motel that the local kids would use to party.
From mom's doorstep to being in the room was less than 15 minutes. She was raring to go but I wasn't. Not that I was morally opposed, something about the build up and suddenness of it all IT didn't work. Somehow, this situation had gotten into my head. So after all of this and the short time we had for our first visit, it didn't really happen.
The second visit we did have sex but I was so traumatized from the first experience, all I had was a large semi. It was not good at all. Now this shit was getting to me. I knew this was all in my head. This was all in my head. I needed to get my mojo back. I desperately needed to get out of my head. While May was cool, you can sense when someone is disappointed. She had every right to be frustrated, hell so was I.
I relaxed. I stopped focusing on the situation. I knew who I was. I knew what I could do. She came to visit again and this time we stayed in my parents house. I stayed in my former room with my younger brother and she was on the far side of the house in the guest room.
After everyone had fallen asleep I ninja rolled out of the bed and crept silently across the house. As I touched her she nearly screamed because she hadn't seen me coming. We stifled our laughter as I slid in the bed next to her. I kissed her deeply and slowly. I kissed her neck and I pinned her hands to the bed as I did so. She was silent except for the periodic deep breath. I spun her around and placed her head down ass up. As I started to enter her our movements started to make the bed creak. She was worried about being heard so I pulled her to the floor. I was still on the edge of the bed.
"You know you want to suck it." I whispered. She started, "I am not about to suck..." I grabbed a handful of her hair and put her face a few inches from my dick. "You know you want to suck it." I kissed her passionately again and let her go. She started sucking, damn did she ever start sucking. I literally pushed her off my dick as she fought to keep me in her mouth. Oh no, I had something to prove. I spun her around, face down ass up, grabbed her hips and pulled her wet pussy over my dick.
From that point forward it was basically a grudge fuck. I pounded that tight little pussy. I pounded her as she fought to keep the sounds under her breath. I pounded away because she needed to know what I could do with her body. I clearly remember her clawing at the carpet as I was trying to make up for the lost opportunities from before. The longer we went the more her self control waned. Finally, she cried out it was low but definitely audible. I kept fucking. She cried out again. "Please stop, I'm going to scream, wait don't stop, please don't stop." and another yelp followed, by another, then another in rapid succession.
I stopped for a moment to shush her and I gave her the pillow to bite. She growled at me, "FUCK ME" I obliged. Pounding, Pounding, Pounding, until she was no longer quiet. The pillow was not helping at this point. We were definitely going to get busted. I decided to cum. I grabbed her hips and buried myself to the hilt. Her back arched, her nails clawed at the carpet, and I released a torrent of semen and frustration all over her ass.
She was mine after that. She craved me and I craved her after that night. At this point I knew I was on to something. This wasn't a fluke. This dominant nature really worked for me and the women loved it. In the next chapter of my story a Sex God is born.
Her name was May. A very bland, May. It didn't fit or at least it didn't seem to fit. She was celebrity gorgeous. If she were in a movie, TV, or the Miss whatever pageant she wouldn't be out of place. She was an ebony goddess, you knew she was the homecoming queen, head cheerleader, before you ever even spoke to her. After my father met her he pulled me to the side and told me to marry her. "Son, I want my grandchildren to look like that." My friends simply called her 10. If you're curious she bore a remarkable resemblance facially and physically to the model in Freek'n You video by Jodeci.
The way we met was at an all day church event. I saw her and just felt a sense of awe. I felt inadequate. Fuck that, I'm going to take my shot just to say I did. She was talking to another girl and I interrupted them. She turned and I said, "Hi. You're beautiful and if I didn't introduce myself I would never get over it." She smiled and after introductions we exchanged numbers.
I found out she lived 100 miles away. That really isn't very far but for a broke college kid with 2 jobs and school it might as well have been 1000 miles. The great thing was we got to talk on the phone quite a bit. Those conversations turned sexual and it was an exhilarating build up. Luckily her mom was coming to town to visit and she decided to tag along to see me. We met at my parents home and did the whole awkward meet the parents thing. As soon as her mom left we went to my place.
We walked in the door and I pushed her against the door and we kissed. Damn, it was electric. It was passionate. I couldn't believe this girl. Fuck, she was flawless. Incredible. I took a step back and just looked at her for a moment. She gave a big smile and asked if I were going to give her the grand tour. Considering my apartment was tiny that took about a minute but we ended up in my bed room. We spent 2 to 3 hours together talking, kissing, petting, making out and it felt like minutes. At some point, she ran her hands over my hard dick and she looked confused. She stopped, pulled back, and asked to see it. I didn't say anything, but I pulled it out. Her mouth fell wide open, she quickly covered her mouth with her hands, jumped off the bed, and did a couple of mini laps at the foot of the bed.
Fortunately, she came back and she straddled and kissed me like a sexy maniac until it was time to go. We laughed when I was getting ready to take her home because she put on an article of clothing inside out. She said it happened because she felt high from our time together.
By the time I traveled to see her it was agreed upon that we would get a room. No date, no hanging out, she wanted me. Of course, I wanted her. I remember the drive like it was yesterday. I was envisioning all the great sex we were going to have. I was going determined to rock her world. I picked her up. She told her mother that we were going to hang out with her friends. I remember that I felt in awe of her physical beauty again, just wow. We left her moms and she directed me to the nearest motel that the local kids would use to party.
From mom's doorstep to being in the room was less than 15 minutes. She was raring to go but I wasn't. Not that I was morally opposed, something about the build up and suddenness of it all IT didn't work. Somehow, this situation had gotten into my head. So after all of this and the short time we had for our first visit, it didn't really happen.
The second visit we did have sex but I was so traumatized from the first experience, all I had was a large semi. It was not good at all. Now this shit was getting to me. I knew this was all in my head. This was all in my head. I needed to get my mojo back. I desperately needed to get out of my head. While May was cool, you can sense when someone is disappointed. She had every right to be frustrated, hell so was I.
I relaxed. I stopped focusing on the situation. I knew who I was. I knew what I could do. She came to visit again and this time we stayed in my parents house. I stayed in my former room with my younger brother and she was on the far side of the house in the guest room.
After everyone had fallen asleep I ninja rolled out of the bed and crept silently across the house. As I touched her she nearly screamed because she hadn't seen me coming. We stifled our laughter as I slid in the bed next to her. I kissed her deeply and slowly. I kissed her neck and I pinned her hands to the bed as I did so. She was silent except for the periodic deep breath. I spun her around and placed her head down ass up. As I started to enter her our movements started to make the bed creak. She was worried about being heard so I pulled her to the floor. I was still on the edge of the bed.
"You know you want to suck it." I whispered. She started, "I am not about to suck..." I grabbed a handful of her hair and put her face a few inches from my dick. "You know you want to suck it." I kissed her passionately again and let her go. She started sucking, damn did she ever start sucking. I literally pushed her off my dick as she fought to keep me in her mouth. Oh no, I had something to prove. I spun her around, face down ass up, grabbed her hips and pulled her wet pussy over my dick.
From that point forward it was basically a grudge fuck. I pounded that tight little pussy. I pounded her as she fought to keep the sounds under her breath. I pounded away because she needed to know what I could do with her body. I clearly remember her clawing at the carpet as I was trying to make up for the lost opportunities from before. The longer we went the more her self control waned. Finally, she cried out it was low but definitely audible. I kept fucking. She cried out again. "Please stop, I'm going to scream, wait don't stop, please don't stop." and another yelp followed, by another, then another in rapid succession.
I stopped for a moment to shush her and I gave her the pillow to bite. She growled at me, "FUCK ME" I obliged. Pounding, Pounding, Pounding, until she was no longer quiet. The pillow was not helping at this point. We were definitely going to get busted. I decided to cum. I grabbed her hips and buried myself to the hilt. Her back arched, her nails clawed at the carpet, and I released a torrent of semen and frustration all over her ass.
She was mine after that. She craved me and I craved her after that night. At this point I knew I was on to something. This wasn't a fluke. This dominant nature really worked for me and the women loved it. In the next chapter of my story a Sex God is born.
