Urrgghhh, It's true! Once you pop, you can't stop! Once again I've opened up the flood gates. After a very long time - 7 months and 14 months prior to that - was the last time I had sexy times with a dude. That's a looooong time! And yes, you've probably guessed by now that I met up with Old Mate the other night and it was awesome! I had actually forgotten how good sex is. It was also a tad awkward.
Walking up the stairs to the bedroom was the worst part. He made me walk up first - Probably so he could look at my bare arse up my dress. I had chosen to go commando on the night, as I didn't really see the point of wearing undies when they weren't going to be on for very long. Also, It made for a nice surprise for him when I bent over to put my bag on the floor and my short dress rode up over my arse. Anyway, back to the awkwardness. There were photos of him, the Mrs and the little fella hung on the landing wall. I closed my eyes and kept ascending the staircase. I got to the top of the stairs and stopped as I didn't know where to go! I sure as fuck didn't want to end up in a nursery! He finally joined me at the top and switched on the light and pointed into his bedroom. I stepped into the darkness and he flicked on the telly for some subtle light. I would have gone for a lamp, but he is a dude at the end of the day!
And sure enough, my no underwear trick did it's thing. I bent over to place my bag on the floor, my dress rode up and he ran his finger tip across my ass cheek and slid it into my pussy. Hello! Instant wetness! I span around like a ballerina and almost as if it were in the same movement I pulled my dress up and over my head. I dropped it to the floor and began to unbutton his shirt. Fuck buttons! So annoying, I gave up and made him do it while I took off his pants. He took a step back to take in the view of me standing in just a bra. I reached behind me and undid the hooks. I did the classic stripper move of pulling down my bra straps slowly, one by one and magically held my bra on by my nipples. I pulled his boxers down from his waist and let his dick spring free. It was like Christmas! It's funny over time how you can forget what dicks look like. I forgot how long it was and couldn't resist gently stroking it! He ripped my bra off and threw me down on the bed.
We did our thing and lay back for a while because my body was weak and exhausted from orgasming so many times - I think it was 7 at last count but I can't be sure! We had a little chat about how things could have been in a parallel universe. Where his baby boy and it's mother did not exist. Clearly I would never enter into anything more than a casual, sexual relationship with this guy in this universe. I mean fuck, let's face it! He had just cheated on the mother of his 5 month old son, as if I'd want anything more serious with a man who I know is prone to straying! I've been there, done that and don't intend on going through that pain and heart ache again.
I'm getting off track! What I wanted to get across in this post was that sex is FUCKING awesome! Since popping my cherry again on Wednesday night all I can think about is cock! I still have that after sex vag soreness, it's not a bad hurt, but in fact a really good hurt. It's where you smile to yourself as your mind flicks back to visions of your re-virginated pussy being pounded by a very willing cock, that hasn't been inside a tight, wet pussy for well over a year! And then you get wet again and have to excuse yourself from your desk to go to the bathroom to mop up the flood that's now inside your undies.
Yes, once you pop you can't stop. I guess I'll be dreaming of The D again tonight, wondering when the next time I'll feel one fill up all of my holes.
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