I sunk all the way in while she slid up and down my pole. I was nothing but her toy she used and abused me as she rode up and down. Rodeo riders had nothing on her; the slapping wet sounds of he gaping pussy smashing down against me.
I couldn’t last, not like this. I had never experienced fire and passion like it. There was no slow build up, no teasing caressing introduction, she fucked me, or more fucked herself up and down, frantically grinding out another orgasm. The way her body shuddered, it was like one long continuous come. One orgasm rolled into another, my lap saturated and sticky.
When I exploded into her womb, she just kept going, grinding and mashing her sloppy hole against my pubes. She only stopped when my floppy cock slipped out.
She cuddled up beside me as I croaked, “Wow, holy shit, Cores.”
She giggled, “Well, what I can say is it was worth the wait. You know I have dreamed about that for years. Thanks, bub, it was wonderful.”
We drifted off to sleep cuddled together like lovers.
The morning proved to be a repeat of the evening. She woke me with a fantastic blowjob, and that led to a passionate driving fuck that grew into a long slow session of lovemaking. This time it was gentle and loving, more like I expected.
We showered together before wandering out for breakfast. Cores pinched some of Annie’s clothes so it didn’t look so much like a walk of shame. As we pulled up outside their place, we shared a sweet kiss and she scooted off inside.
When I got back home, Annie was there and she looked rosy and happy. She greeted me with a big smile. “Well… how was it? Did you enjoy it?”
There was no way I could hide from it. I figured Coral would probably tell her everything anyway. “It was fun, how was your evening?”
She grinned. “It was fun, but not as good as yours though, I bet.”
She was in the middle of making coffee so we sat down and we talked about it, I mumbled, “Christ, I hope it’s going to be okay.”
She smiled. “It’ll be all right, hon. Relax, you’re making it into something it’s not. You had sex, that’s all. If you can’t let go your tension it will become something bigger.”
During the week, I got home from work late and Annie was cooking dinner. As I walked in and gave her a kiss, she grumbled, “So what happened to the condom rule?”
I grimaced painfully, mumbling, “Sorry, it all happened so quickly I forgot.”
“Fuck you, Toby… we had an agreement.”
“I said sorry, what more do you want?”
“Yeah, and what would you say if I said the same thing? Don’t answer, because I know what you’d say.”
Flopping down in the chair, I groaned, “I bloody knew this was a dumb idea. I shouldn’t have let you all talk me into it.”
“Don’t bullshit me, Toby, you could have had the same fabulous night. All you had to do was put on a rubber.”
“Why is this such a big deal; you said you thought it was sexy.”
“Fuck off; you had a fit when we talked about it. You said no way, and then you bloody ignore it.”
I grabbed her, pulled her into my lap and wrapped my arms around her. “I’m sorry honey, you’re absolutely right, I behaved badly.”
She snarled, “Was she that good you couldn’t wait? What happened?”
“I don’t know, god she was all over me and then we were doing it and I forgot.”
“You’d be pissed if it was me, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes, I would. I just don’t know what to say; tell me what to do and I will do it.”
She hugged me. “It’s too late now, isn’t it.”
The next few days were cool, to say the least. It took a few days before we resumed lovemaking. The big change was no Coral. Up until then, she was at our place most days, but the week slipped by and there was no sign of her. The weekend came and went and there was still no sign of her.
It was the next weekend when Pete asked me if I wanted to play golf. Annie didn’t look impressed, but I agreed and we met at the course.
As we worked around the first nine, he finally got to it. “Okay, mate, what the fuck’s going on with Annie? Coral has tried to talk to her, but she refuses to answer texts, she won’t return calls, what the hell’s going on?”
I wondered how much he knew, and decided I would look like an idiot if I lied and she had told him. “Mate, it’s my fault. I don’t know if Cores told you, but we didn’t use condoms. Cores made the mistake of telling Annie, and man she’s pissed. We have been barely talking.”
“Fuck, what’s the big deal?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know. I was the one who demanded we use them; she thought it would be sexy to go nude.”
He sighed. “Well can you tell her to give Coral a call or something… she’s going off her nut.”
At home, Annie pretty much ignored me until we sat down to dinner and I suggested, “What do you reckon we invite Pete and Coral around for dinner tomorrow night?”
She gave me a cold icy glare. “No, I’m busy tomorrow afternoon.”
“C’mon, love, what’s going on?”
“I don’t want to see her at the moment, all right? I said I’m busy, and I meant it.”
“Why is this bugging you so much?”
She flinched. “Honestly, I don’t know. I just feel let down. I’m sorry, but I can’t put my finger on it.”
“Annie, I don’t get it. You’re the one who talked about giving me sloppy seconds, so why is this so important?”
She shrugged and walked away. The days turned into weeks and we hadn’t seen hide nor hair of Pete and Coral. The next swinger’s party rolled around. Saturday afternoon, I asked, “So are we going to the party tonight?”
She sneered. “No, I don’t want to go.”
Confused, I mumbled, “Look, Annie, we need to talk about this. I mean, right from the get go it was your idea, you’re the one who wanted to go.”
“Yeah, well, I’ve changed my mind, okay? I don’t want to go.”
About eight that night I got a call from Pete. “Hey mate, are you guys coming tonight? Everybody’s asking after you.”
With a hint of sadness, I mumbled, “No, sorry mate, we won’t be there.”
He snarled, “Fuck, man, tell her to pull her fucking head in. If anybody should be angry about what happened, it’s me, not her.”
He hung up angry.
Things tracked along much the same. There was a strange cool distance between Annie and me. We were polite, we made love, well, we had sex, at least, but there was something missing. Our fire had been extinguished.
I didn’t know how to fix it; I hoped time would be the cure all that took us back to a happier place.
It was the death of Coral’s mum that brought it to a head. I got home from work to find Annie wasn’t home. There was no sign of her anywhere. I started dinner, did some work in the garden and it was about eight in the evening when Pete rang. “Mate, you better come round. Coral’s mum died. Annie’s here consoling her. Fuck me… she even cooked dinner.”
I turned off the stove and jumped in the car. When I got to their place, I walked in to find Coral bawling her eyes out on the sofa, and Annie beside her, cuddling her, stroking her hair in a comforting fashion. Pete, handed me a beer as I walked over to offer my condolences.
She accepted them, opening her arms invitingly and the three of us hugged. As I sat down, Annie jumped up to finish preparing dinner. Pete came and sat with us as Annie ran around doing everything.